Chapter 602 The special method of prolonging life!
The wind and rain stopped.
Scorched earth everywhere.
Zhuang Ming stood with his hands behind his back.
In front of him, the old man was lying on his back, dying.
Behind him, the master of Ziyan Temple was still trapped in the God-Restraining Technique, and it was difficult to break free for a moment.
"The Fox Clan does not need the protection of Ziyan Temple, because from now on, I will protect you."
Zhuang Ming said calmly: "Now you two think that I am qualified?"
When his voice fell, he immediately stretched out his hand to take a picture. Over there, the dying old man, whose golden elixir of the Great Dao was about to collapse and the nine seals of Zhenxuan were about to collapse, suddenly fell under him.
Immediately, he pressed his hand, and used the spirit-binding technique to form a cage, trapping him in it.
"Master..."
The Master of Ziyan Temple could not break away, and when he saw that his master was also sealed by the same secret technique, his heart sank to the bottom.
He did not expect that the young man who could not even kill the Wolf King at the beginning would now be unimaginably powerful.
He, who was born in Zhenxuan Temple, is capable of fighting against the Nine Zhenxuan Seals outside, and may lose in the end, but he is definitely not without the power to fight back. But now he is walking with his master, but in an instant
, being detained inside is completely useless.
Now, I watched helplessly as my master risked his life and fought with the opponent with the thought of death, but was ultimately defeated and became a prisoner of his subordinates.
The two most powerful practitioners of Ziyan Temple were easily suppressed by this unknown young man.
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"The technique of burning the heart with fire burned away the remaining life span, leaving only one breath, but only a moment of respite."
Zhuang Ming glanced at it, and he used the God-Confining Technique to imprison the opponent in it. It was similar to the Dao Jindan, sealing him in it to prevent the breath from flowing too much.
Although this cannot completely keep the other party in the current dying state, it can greatly delay the loss of life. A little delay can save his life for a while.
Zhuang Ming's gaze slowly retracted and looked at the Master of Ziyan Temple.
The Master of Ziyan Monastery looked gloomy. Although he had not been hurt so far, he was sealed here before taking action. Until Taoist Taixu let go, he still could not break the cage formed by the remaining magic power.
As a prisoner under the rank, he no longer has the proud demeanor of being the leader of a sect or the headmaster of a large sect, nor does he have the majestic and arrogant demeanor of his previous words and deeds that were so breathtaking.
"I have a lot of things I want to ask the viewer to answer, but now it seems that the viewer should also have a lot of doubts that he wants me to answer." Zhuang Ming said with a smile: "You are the master of a sect and a senior who has been practicing for many years.
No matter in terms of status or age, at this moment and in this place, I should respect you three points, so let the viewer ask questions first, and I will answer them."
"..." When Master Ziyan Temple heard such words from the so-called master of a sect, a senior who has practiced for many years, he always felt awkward, as if he was being ridiculed, and his heart became even more depressed, but he took a deep breath and finally said:
"Who are you anyway?"
"Zhuang Ming, but Taixu was also one of my names." Zhuang Ming responded.
"Why don't people like you have such a reputation in this world?" Master Ziyan Temple's eyes were solemn and he said, "Is it possible that there are really people in this world who don't need to experience the world, but only need to live deep in the forest and practice in seclusion?
Can we maintain an innocent heart that is spotless and undisturbed, and cultivate to the pinnacle of true mystery?"
"There may be such a person, but I am not such a person." Zhuang Ming said thoughtfully.
"..." The master of Ziyan Temple was silent for a while, and continued: "Your magic power is extremely powerful. How could anyone practice to this level in twenty years?"
"I originally had the power to suppress the peak true mystic, but I was injured for some reason. I recuperated for more than twenty years before I regained my life and am still as prosperous as before." Zhuang Ming said with a smile.
"We once suppressed the peak True Mystic? Now we are still flourishing in the past?" The master of Ziyan Temple was surprised: "How can there be a realm above the peak True Mystery?"
"Beyond Zhenxuan, it is limited by the Heavenly Gate. Therefore, the Nine Seals of Zhenxuan are the highest in the world. I am the same, and I have not exceeded this category." Zhuang Ming said calmly: "I am still the pinnacle Zhenxuan."
"But..." The master of Ziyan Temple said in a low voice: "My master used the art of igniting the fire of the heart, and he was already at the peak of his youth. There is no one at the peak of true mysticism in this world, so why can you still hurt him?
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"There is no other true mystic in the world?" Zhuang Ming was startled for a moment, then pondered: "So, it is not this senior who is weak, but the peak true mystic in this world. Are they all so weak?"
"..." The master of Ziyan Temple seemed to be weighed down by a mountain, and his face turned slightly green. He took a deep breath and was about to continue asking questions, but he heard Zhuang Ming speak and cut off his words.
"Just now, the temple master has asked me five questions." Zhuang Ming said leisurely.
"What do you mean by this?" asked the master of Ziyan Temple.
"Of course it's because I also want to ask five questions." Zhuang Ming said, "After five questions, if the viewer still has questions, I can still answer them."
"What do you want to ask?" Temple Master Ziyan was a little wary. He didn't want to answer any questions from the young man in front of him, but he knew very well that now his life was in the hands of the other party, and there was actually not much room for bargaining.
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"None of the Tao techniques performed by your master and disciple are very good, but these two Tao techniques are quite good." Zhuang Ming said slowly: "The technique of burning the heart with fire, and the Nanming Lihuo Sword Technique.
, are all extremely top-notch methods.”
"Do you recognize these two Taoist techniques?" Master Ziyan Temple looked shocked and said in a voiceless voice, "How do you know these two Taoist techniques?"
"You seem to think that I shouldn't recognize these two arts?" Zhuang Ming pondered slightly and said, "What I want to ask is the origin of these two arts."
"..." The Master of Ziyan Temple fell silent immediately and did not answer immediately.
"The lives of both your master and disciple are in my hands." Zhuang Ming said, "It's okay if you don't answer. It's nothing more than death."
"Practitioners in the world have long lifespans. Some people are bored with life and look down upon life and death. Some people live for a long time and are more afraid of life and death. But I, who was born in Ziyan Guan, have the direction of the road and the ambition, have never been greedy for life and afraid of death.
Generations." The Master of Ziyan Temple said in a deep voice.
"That's true. After all, he is the leader of the Taoist ancestral court. He has a firm and unyielding will." Zhuang Ming looked in the direction of Ziyan Temple and said leisurely: "Both your master and disciple are not afraid of life and death, but I
How would you feel if I killed you two and then personally set foot on Purple Smoke Temple to find out what happened?"
"You want to scare me?" Zhuang Ming said with a smile: "There is an unparalleled formation in Ziyan Temple that can cut down the peak of true mystery? If so, I really want to try it. How mysterious is Ziyan Temple's mountain-protecting formation?
Can you kill me without the Peak Zhenxuan? But if I climb the mountain, even if your Zi Yan Guan Formation is unparalleled, at least in the battle, if it spreads and there are countless casualties, this sect's ancestral court will exist in name only.
Is that all?"
"These two Taoist techniques are the secrets of Ziyan Temple that are not taught to anyone." The master of Ziyan Temple finally responded.
"But where does this undisclosed secret come from?" Zhuang Ming continued to ask.
"..." The Master of Ziyan Temple remained silent. It involved the foundation of the sect, and he did not speak easily after all.
"How about another transaction?" Zhuang Ming paused for a moment, then spoke up. He put his hands behind his back, knowing that it would be difficult to make such an arrogant and powerful person surrender after all, so he changed the subject and turned to the level of transactions.
superior.
"What kind of deal?" Ziyan Temple Master realized that he had no choice and finally said.
"If you answer my doubts, I will agree to immortalize the Purple Smoke Temple and let your master go," Zhuang Ming said.
"My master was already dying because he was trying to use the art of burning the heart with fire. Now he only has half a breath left. Even if you let him go, he won't be able to move and will definitely die." A sneer appeared on the face of the master of Ziyan Temple and he said sarcastically:
"My master is bound to die. Are you going to trade with me with his life?"
"What do you think if I can restore his vitality and extend his life for half a year?" Zhuang Ming said calmly.
"you……"
The master of Ziyan Temple had a look of surprise on his face. He is also a figure who is close to the peak of Zhenxuan. Naturally, he knows what an extraordinary treasure it is to extend the life of the strongest of the Nine Seals of Zhenxuan. Even if it only extends the life of half a year, it must be an unparalleled treasure.
Can Zhuang Ming in front of him save his master's life with such a unique treasure?
How can this be?
He must be trying to trick himself into opening his mouth.
It's just that this promise is too vain and completely unbelievable.
But just when he was about to taunt, he heard Zhuang Ming speak again.
"I can save his life first, and you can answer later."
"Are you really able to prolong my master's life?" Ziyan Temple Master's mocking words stopped immediately, he was silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked again.
"This is natural." Zhuang Ming said calmly: "I can kill him, and naturally I can save him. Life and death are all in my hands. But you have to remember that right now, both your master and disciple are in my hands.
If you don't want to tell the truth, I can save him, or I can continue to kill him."
"Okay, if you can restore my master and agree to let him go without damaging my Purple Smoke Temple, I can answer any questions you have."
"In that case, just watch."
Zhuang Ming said this, slowly turned around and walked in front of the old man.
He looked down at the old man who was lying on the ground at the peak of Zhenxuan.
The being that was once so powerful that it could move mountains and reclaim seas was now extremely weak, like a burnt-out oil lamp, with a trace of flame swaying slightly in the wind, about to go out.
He lowered his head and looked at the old man.
Then he opened his mouth slightly and spit out a mouthful of water.
The saliva fell on the old man's face.
"Zhuang Taixu! How dare you insult my master!"
When the master of Ziyan Temple saw this, his eyes suddenly turned red and his eyes were about to burst.
His momentum suddenly exploded, and he was furious to the extreme.
Taoist inheritance, the master is like the father.
This young man dared to insult his master in this way. To him, it made him even more angry than insulting himself.
In an instant, the eight seals of Zhenxuan surrounded him.
He furiously attacked the invisible cage outside him.
But at this moment when he was struggling desperately.
Then a slight cough was heard.
A slight cough was like thunder that shook the sky.
"Teacher...Master?"
The master of Ziyan Temple suddenly stopped, with a look of disbelief on his face.