Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

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Examining the Shadow Supreme whose soul had been scattered by his violent search, his spirit had been scattered. The gourd of the soul is urged to roll, and the soul turns into nutrients, leaving only a little bit of the true spirit to return to the world.

After carefully going through the memories of the Shadow Supreme, and making sure that he had not missed any valuable details, Xu Junming opened his eyes.

This soul search has yielded great results.

Let him truly have a preliminary impression of the world deep in the chaos.

Everything was as he expected. The vast world of chaos did not only give birth to the primitive world of prehistoric times.

There are more than a dozen Hunyuan worlds that appear in the memory of the Shadow Supreme.

Although it is not as good as the prehistoric world, Chaos is vast, and there must be a world that is more powerful than the prehistoric world.

Otherwise, there would not be the more powerful realm of ‘Hongmeng’.

It's just that there is no useful information in the memory of the Shadow Supreme to confirm the existence of this world.

"Don't worry. When I advance further in my cultivation, I will go to the Immortal Mansion in the black hole to look for clues."

To be sure, there is definitely something he wants in the black hole.

As for the endless chaos boulders, he is proficient in space and time, so he can avoid them if he is careful.

The only thing to worry about is the Immortal Mansion. There must be many restrictions in that place, and even a very powerful formation has been set up. Although he is proficient in Tiangong Dao, if the formation in that place is too sophisticated, he can only be disappointed.

Opening his left palm, a pair of simple jade plates appeared in front of him.

Opening it, characters that are very different from the divine patterns of the prehistoric world appear in front of you, complex and mysterious.

Xu Junming has been studying it for many years, but unfortunately he has no reference and has no clue.

"It's a pity that my Soul Dao cultivation is not enough, otherwise I would definitely be able to get some clues from Ming Cang's soul."

The soul of Demon God Mingcang has been sealed in the seal gourd.

However, this king is not the Shadow Supreme. His cultivation has reached the perfection of Hunyuan Xuanxian, and his soul is powerful. Unless Xu Junming can realize the Hunyuan Xuanxian with his soul, he will not dare to search for the soul rashly.

Once he is unable to suppress Ming Cang's resistance, not only will he be injured, but once the latter self-destructs, he will be in vain.

Put away the jade plate.

"Don't be in a hurry, there's still plenty of time."

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The Baiman Mountains are three trillion miles in length and breadth, with barren mountains and harsh waters, and are filled with miasma all year round. Apart from snakes, insect poisons, and no sign of human beings can be seen.

The main peak, Wandu Peak, stands tall and tall, like a sharp sword thrust into the sky.

A ray of light came from afar and quickly disappeared into a cave in the center of Ten Thousand Poison Peaks.

Passing through the winding cave, the scenery suddenly changes.

A beautiful world appears in front of you.

The rich spiritual energy is far better than the outside world.

Obviously, this is also a blessed place.

In the center of this world stand several magnificent stone palaces.

The three-character divine pattern of 'Ten Thousand Poison Palace' is clearly written on the plaque in the middle.

The light escaped straight into the main hall, and when he landed, he transformed into a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with an eight-figure red scorpion embroidered on his chest.

"Disciple Xie Ling, please meet your mentor."

Nine feet away in front, on a altar with a nine-tailed red scorpion in relief, sat an old man of five short stature, with long gray hair scattered behind his head, and a black wooden staff in his hand.

Opening his eyes, two green rays of light passed across the sky.

As if aware of this gaze, the scorpion spirit's body trembled with its head lowered, and its head lowered even further.

"Has anyone been caught?"

"Return to my mentor, no...no."

The tone was trembling, showing fear.

"No."

An invisible evil spirit spread instantly.

The huge momentum caused the scorpion spirit to kneel to the ground.

"Teacher Rong, the disciple held the spiritual talisman given by you and chased him to the vicinity of Dangyang Mountain in the Southern Wilderness. Then he completely lost the clues of the third junior brother. The disciple tried several times but found nothing. Later, he searched around Dangyang Mountain. After searching for hundreds of millions of miles, I still couldn't find any clues about the third junior brother. I had no choice but to come back to the teacher to report my life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Ling was frightened and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

He yelled and fell to the ground.

Covering his head, screaming, and rolling on the ground.

"Master, have mercy on me, have mercy on me!"

After a quarter of an hour, the coldness on the old man's face subsided slightly before he released the seal.

The scorpion spirit had been tortured to the point of being covered in sweat, and could only lie on the ground panting.

"Take out the talisman."

Trembling all over, he took out a jade talisman with flashing light from the magic bag, held it with magic power, and sent it to the old man.

"Get out of here."

He stood up slowly, bowed deeply to the old man, and then walked out.

After leaving the main hall, Scorpion Spirit's eyes were filled with gnashing of teeth and hatred.

But he knew that now he was with his teacher Pan Wang, just like a bed bug, he could easily be crushed to death.

Take a deep breath.

"I still need to be patient."

Looking at the retreating figure, the old man smiled coldly.

Does he really not know the hatred these disciples have for him?

He's not that stupid.

but.

No matter how much you hate them, the huge difference in their cultivation level means that they are destined to work for you until they die.

Moreover, how can a person full of hatred survive the inner demons in the Hunyuan Heavenly Tribulation?

Therefore, he never worried about these disciples.

Just incompetent and furious.

Looking at the soul talisman in his palm, he frowned.

It was not damaged. In that case, it was impossible to lose the target.

Every natal scorpion Gu he gave to his disciples was the descendant of his nine-tailed scorpion Gu. The two parties have a subordinate relationship. Therefore, no matter where the opponent runs, he cannot escape from his grasp.

"Has he been killed?"

It's a pity that he is not good at calculation.

"I finally got a Time Cicada, can I just lose it like this?"

King Pan was filled with reluctance.

He accidentally got the Time Cicada from the depths of the Southern Wilderness jungle. They were originally a pair, but only one was alive.

Because it was still a baby, it was given to the third disciple to incubate.

I thought that because of the threat of the heart-eating curse he placed on every disciple, even if they hated him, they would not dare to obey him.

Unexpectedly, a few years later, the third disciple Xie Hong defected with Guangyin Chan.

Moreover, there was no response when he activated the Heart-Eating Curse several times. It was obvious that the evil disciple had mastered the method of dealing with the Heart-Eating Curse.

Fortunately, Xie Hong was selfish and did not teach this method to all the disciples of Wandu Cave, otherwise all of his disciples would have escaped.

Think for a moment.

There are not many people in the ancient world who are famous for their deduction skills, but Fuxi is definitely one of them.

It just so happened that he also received an invitation to attend the ceremony of Fuxi's ascension to the Emperor's clan.

"Wanqiu seems to have to go."

Regardless of whether it is the beginning, the ancient times or the ancient times, Time Cicada is a top spiritual insect, and he will never give up easily.

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"Master, is this Wanqiu?"

Looking at the huge city in front of him that stretched to the junction of heaven and earth, Jiang Shinian was filled with surprise.

This was the first time in many years that he encountered such a huge city.

Xu Junming looked at it twice and lost interest.

This city is indeed very big, even much larger than the so-called first-tier cities in his memory.

But no matter how big it is, it is just a pile of countless houses. For people who are used to seeing high-rise buildings, there is nothing to be amazed about.

‘Shua’, several rays of light flew from afar.

Fly directly towards the inner city in the center of the city.

The two masters and disciples looked up and could clearly feel the powerful aura inside. It was obvious that the visitor was extraordinary.

Of course, there are also many people who walk into the city like their master and apprentice.

Flying into the city is the privilege of Hunyuan monks.

"Let's go."

After Jiang Shinian nodded, he followed his master towards the city gate.

There is an official at the entrance who is responsible for the names and origins of the rank.

With the support of his younger sister, Saint Nuwa, and being the reincarnation of an ancient great power, there was certainly no shortage of spectators at the grand ceremony where Fuxi ascended to the Emperor's family.

It can be said that this time, half of the top monks in the world are here.

There are even more Da Luo monks.

After it was the turn of the master and apprentice.

Looking at the green-robed Taoist in front of him, he couldn't see any traces of cultivation, let alone the slightest aura.

He looks like an ordinary, ordinary person.

However, the otherworldly aura on the other person's body is not something that ordinary people can have.

Moreover, the people sent by Fuxi to register the visiting Qi practitioners were all smart, capable and intelligent people with extraordinary vision.

Although there is no mystery, there is no arrogance in his attitude.

Therefore, the plot in a bad vulgar novel where the protagonist is blocked and read over and over again, but then fights back and then gets slapped in the face, did not happen.

"May I ask the senior's name, Taoist name, and where he practices Taoism?"

The appearance of the Qi Masters is very deceptive. They look like boys, but in fact they are old monsters who have practiced several Genkai. There are not just one or two.

Therefore, it is never wrong to call senior.

Even a newcomer who has just started practicing Qi will feel comfortable when he hears it, and his duties will not go wrong.

"Xu Junming, the Taoist name is 'Chongshan', and the Taoist temple is in Buzhou Mountain."

"It turns out that the Taoist priest is a member of the Chongshan sect. He is disrespectful and disrespectful."

Although only those who have achieved Daluo in Chongshan Academy can go out to practice practice, the total number of hours spent in a pluralistic society is millions.

Wanqiu, as the core of the Donghuang human race, has basically been here. In addition, many years ago, Chongshan spread the story of yellow rice.

Therefore, the monks in Wanqiu basically know Chongshan.

In addition, the disciples of Chongshan, adhering to Xu Junming's teachings, hoe the strong and support the weak, so they have an excellent reputation among Wanqiu and the surrounding human tribes.

As for Xu Junming, the founder of Chongshan, of course he knew a lot, but no one thought that this legendary being with great supernatural powers would not go directly to the inner city, but instead ran outside and entered through the city gate like an ordinary monk.

If you don't expect it, you won't recognize it.

He took a jade plaque from the side, engraved Xu Junming's name, Taoist number and Taoist temple on it, and handed it over.

"Please be sure to keep it. You will need this talisman to enter the inner city in the future."

"Thank you."

I took it and took a look.

It's just a small magic weapon, and its refining is not complicated. However, deep inside the jade card, there is the phantom of a large seal of the Kowloon intersection.

Although it is superficial and unreal, it contains an astonishing imperial aura.

"Kongtong Seal?"

"It is rumored that this seal is the human emperor's magic weapon, which contains the human emperor's law. It is the human race's luck-controlling magic weapon. Now it seems to be really good."

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