Chapter 472 A thousand years apart, the sloppy Taoist meets Xuan Ba!
It is naturally impossible to deduce the root of supernatural powers and the method of cracking them from just the four words "living for death". 1
However, after listening to it for so long, Yang Prison still had some regrets.
It's not that the old Taoist is powerless to kill the blood demon, but that the blood demon has the magical power to reversely seize the body and devour the body of the person who killed him, and even practice it.
As a result, even if everyone present takes action one by one, Zhang Laodao will still end up slaughtering everyone and dying together.
Therefore, Lao Dao chose to possess Lu Qingting, at the expense of himself and his disciples, completely cutting off the possibility of this demon's resurrection.
only……
"good."
The old Taoist nodded slightly:
"This matter cannot be done by others... Even if you have the rank of judge, unless you take the four steps to become an immortal in one breath, you cannot avoid this magical power..."
"If that's the case, this junior has a better way."
Yang Yu's lips moved, transmitting the sound into the secret.
"Um……"
The old Taoist frowned at first, then relaxed his brows, and he and Yang Yu looked towards the street one after another:
"If you really have the ability to suppress this demon, it's not impossible, but if you can't..."
Yang Yu's eyes became profound:
"If it doesn't work out, it's just a matter of one more strike of the sword, and not many hands and feet will be damaged. But if it works out, this junior has a merciless request..." 3
The two of them exchanged words with each other, making the onlookers confused.
"Is it possible..."
Feng Wushuang's heart moved slightly, she thought about it, then retreated.
"No solution……"
Chu Tianyi shook his head inwardly.
During this gap, he reversed his magical powers several times and used various methods to kill the evil Taoist, but all the results were death. 1
With his current methods, it is almost impossible to break the situation.
Several people had different thoughts and were speculating on the conversation between the two, but An Daoren seemed to feel uneasy:
"Zhang Laodao, if you want to kill me, kill me. What are you talking about?!"
The old Taoist naturally ignored him, looked at the ghost baby who seemed to be belatedly thinking about it, thought about it, and nodded in agreement:
"If you can do it, even if you want the Seven Tribulations Sword, the old Taoist will allow you!"
"good!"
As Yang Yu spoke, the ghost baby who was gloating at the side suddenly smelled an unusual smell.
"you you……"
Suddenly he raised his head and saw the eyes of the two people. The kid suddenly felt that something was wrong. He wanted to run away, but how could he resist Yang Yu's thoughts?
He only had time to scream before he jumped up involuntarily, punched An Daoren in anger, and punched An Daoren in the heart!
"No!"
The ghost baby screamed, and Taoist An also woke up as if from a dream. He was startled at first, and then sneered:
"A little devil also wants to defeat my god..."
boom!
With a muffled sound, the kid came out of his body and was covered in thick blood. He swayed stiffly and wanted to say something, but fell to the ground.
"call!"
Warden Yang took a deep breath and said, "The real person is here to protect me." Then he sat down and closed his eyes in concentration.
In the Cauldron of Gluttony, the evil-suppressing seal shines brightly, as if it is about to burst into flames. The purple-gold gourd is swaying closer, and the Longyuan Sword is also hanging high, as if it smells an unusual aura.
Yang Yu's biggest gain after subduing that brat was getting some information about Kuixing's rank.
Kuixing is a ghost and god, but he is not a ghost and god.
There are five categories of Tao, Fruit, Immortals, Buddhas, Gods, Demons and Demons, and there are various subdivisions within them. But in addition to these, there is another category, which is called "Ji".
Extreme level is a general term for those who have two or more levels.
It corresponds to those mythical existences in legends that are immortals, gods, Buddhas, and immortals.
For example, the White Bone Bodhisattva, who is both a white-bone human and a demon, and the Jingyou Bodhisattva, who is at the top of the two paths of Buddha and demon, can be said to be a ‘person with great supernatural powers’ even in ancient times. 2
The same goes for Kuixing!
Among ghosts and gods, he is a high-level ghost and god who can be promoted to the four great judges; among demons, he is also the summoner of demons; among immortals, he is a patrol envoy!
Kuixing possesses three types of strengths, and its power is all about traveling around, suppressing demons, and swallowing ghosts!
Therefore, these three Dao Fruits that make up Kuixing naturally have great disgust and restraint towards all ghosts without body shells! 1
The evil-suppressing seal cannot suppress it, and the Dragon Abyss Sword can cut off the connection without being affected by it.
Buzz buzz~
The evil-suppressing seal trembled violently, visible to the naked eye, and the 'soul line' connecting the ghost infant was tightened to the extreme, and even made a 'clicking' sound.
And Long Yuan Sword, which had never obeyed orders, was also glowing at this moment, as if it was about to unleash its thunderous wrath at any time.
The purple gold gourd rotates slowly, its mouth opens and closes from time to time, and its interior is deep and unpredictable.
boom!
At a certain moment, Yang Yu felt his mind buzzing, and a cold and ferocious aura descended on the evil-suppressing seal in a strange way that he could not fathom at the moment.
This time, he actually couldn't control himself.
"A mere brat wants to defeat my god..." 1
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Daoren An was horrified, and he felt a divine peak pressing down on his head, with an earth-shattering momentum, completely crushing his soul that had not yet gathered together!
"No!"1
The shrill screams frightened Gu Qingyi who came closer to watch. She dodged and saw the ghost baby rolling crazily on the ground.
"roll!"
"A mere brat..."
"Dirty thing, get out, get out!" 1
"Kid!"1
…
Completely different screams sounded at the same time, which was indescribably weird.
After a while, the screams became quieter, and the ghost baby fell to the dust again. Its hands and feet were trembling, but it could not move.
"died?"
valley separation
Tie Bufa couldn't help but get closer, but saw that the ghost baby's eyes were tightly closed, his face was gray and there was no trace of life.
"His breath..."
The old Taoist's perception was so sharp. Seeing that Taoist An's breath was suppressed to the bottom, he was a little surprised in his heart:
'This boy, actually...'
"call!"
Yang Yu opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, but his mind was not on the ghost baby in front of him, but on the Cauldron of Gluttony.
As the Andao people were killed by the ghost infants, a black mist emerged from the cauldron. 1
That is,
[Fragmentary page of the Book of the Underworld: The most precious treasure of the Yin Division, a trivial leftover page of the Book of the Three Lives, which can be used to print the fate of a state's creatures...] 5
"Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"
Yang Yu gathered his thoughts and stood up.
"Thank you, little friend."
The old Taoist looked solemn and bowed for a long time.
"You're welcome..."
Yang Yu wanted to avoid it, but couldn't, so he had no choice but to accept the bow.
At this moment, everyone, including him, suddenly realized that this illusion was about to end early...
"You can bear this prayer."
As soon as the old Taoist stood up, he had separated from Lu Qingting's body. His figure was as ethereal as smoke, and only his voice, face and body were visible, just like Fenghao before.
But compared to the dark-colored Fenghao, his soul is light and ethereal, without any coldness of the soul, but with the warmth of the sun. 1
"soul……"
Looking at the old Taoist's back and sensing the broken pages of the book of hell in the cauldron, Yang Yu couldn't help but shake his head, picked up the unconscious ghost baby, and followed slowly.
"Come with me!"
Lu Qingting woke up swaying, feeling that his body was heavy and every part was sore and numb. However, seeing the back of his ancestor, he still let his senior sister help him to follow.
Feng Wushuang left in a hurry, and Tie Tiefa followed suit in stride.
"My death calamity is considered overturned?"
Chu Tianyi felt a little lucky, but after a little induction, he didn't notice the change, and smiled bitterly in his heart.
"Sure enough, using external forces to break the situation does not count as a ritual for me..." 1
There was a little pity in his heart, but he had expected it, so it was not a disappointment. Seeing everyone's retreating figures, after thinking about it, he turned around and left.
Seeing such a great master of swordsmanship, he naturally wanted to ask for advice. However, he could not get the Seven Tribulations Sword, and a few instructions could not make him rebuild the sword's heart...
Huhu~
On the top of the mountain, which towered into the clouds, the first thing Yang Yu saw was Wang Muzhi, with his sleeves and robe hanging on the ground, bowing for a long time:
"Wang Muzhi, who was late in his studies, met the great master..."
Grandmaster, at a certain point, is no longer a title for a realm.
"Thousands of years later, it will be far better than today's martial arts heyday."
The seasoned Taoist had some rare emotions:
"You have come a long way in the four steps to become an immortal and the four steps to become a martial saint. The old Taoist back then was no better than you."
"How can He be compared with the great master?"
Wang Muzhi's attitude was respectful and meticulous, and he took out a handful of glowing seeds very simply:
"This is the 'divine seed' of Andao people..."
"interesting."
Zhang Laodao glanced at him again, picked up the seed, and walked towards the main hall:
"In the last few moments, the old Taoist has something to say. If you are willing to listen, then come in. If you are not happy, just leave."
"Farewell to Master Zhang..."
Wang Muzhi did not hesitate, bowed before leaving. 2
In the main hall at the top of Tianbi Peak, the sloppy Taoist gave everyone half a cup of tea, received them one by one, and dismissed them one by one.
Yang Yu was not in a hurry, so he fell at the end. He took advantage of this gap to sense the Mingshu in the cauldron.
Just like the little devil's voice, this book of hell does have traces of being chopped. It is slowly being repaired, and it is shrouded in fog, making it difficult to see clearly.
But vaguely, he could still scan the densely packed and constantly changing names of people passing by...
"Master Yang, the Patriarch is waiting for you."
Gu Qingyi bowed her hands, thanked him, and invited him in.
Yang Yu nodded and walked towards the main hall, but he felt a little slanderous in his heart. These powerful forces were really extravagant, and all of them had rare treasures.
It seems like he is deliberately hiding something...
In the main hall, the old Taoist didn't care about his image at all and tasted the vegetarian food. He ate it quickly but chewed it very carefully.
It didn't take long before I had finished my fasting meal.
"Be careful of the boy named Wang. This boy is really ambitious. He wants to be a martial saint and the leader of the ten capitals. However, he is extremely talented. I don't know, but he can really become one."
After wiping his mouth with his Taoist robe, the Taoist warned:
"It's okay if you don't have any grudges. If you have any grudges, kill them as soon as possible!" 5
"Jian Martial Saint, the leader of the ten capitals?"
When Yang Yu heard this, he couldn't help but feel shocked, but he automatically ignored the second half of the sentence.
He was not surprised by Wang Muzhi's ambition, but he was surprised by why Zhang Xuanba wanted to divest "Qingtianshasha" if he could take care of both. 2
When he had doubts, Yang Yu asked him whether the great master in front of him was an unparalleled great master. Although he was limited by the times, his knowledge must be extensive.
"In the future generations, will there be such amazing descendants?!"
Hearing Yang Yu's detailed remarks, the old Taoist became a little moved and said "incredible" three times in succession.
He was pacing back and forth, suddenly tore off a corner of his Taoist robe, bit his finger on one hand, used blood as ink, and wrote furiously.
What he wrote was exactly what he was best at, the 'dragon-shaped grass'.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing the old Taoist whose energy and energy had dropped more than three points, Yang Yu was a little stunned.
"What is the Dao Fruit? It is the essence of heaven and earth, the natural way, and martial arts does not conflict with it. The Prince Zhao you mentioned, the reason why he stripped off the Dao Fruit is to pave the way for future generations..."
Handing the corner of the robe to Yang Yu, Zhang Laodao's eyes were frighteningly bright:
"How can the veteran not help with such a grand event?!"