Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

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In the minds of hundreds of millions of Qi practitioners, a monk's fighting style should be elegant and unrestrained, with gorgeous Taoist techniques, magical weapons as fast as flying lightning, and skills as fast as an antelope hanging its horns.

But the battle between Zhen Yuanzi and Kunpeng completely changed everyone's inherent impression.

When there is not much difference between cultivation and Taoism, fighting without any fancy is the mainstream. Give me a sword and I will kill you to see who falls first.

This kind of abandoning the fancy and returning to the essence of Taoism is the norm in martial arts fighting in ancient times.

However, with the continuous development of the practice world, various spells and magical weapons are constantly created, making the fighting skills more changeable and weird.

Looking at Kunpeng who was bleeding from all his orifices opposite him, Zhen Yuanzi slapped his waist, and several golden elixirs went into his belly, which instantly turned into billowing mana. His heart was shocked, and his mana instantly recovered a lot.

Pills are also part of a monk's overall strength. In this regard, he has a huge advantage.

It takes 30 million years for the ginseng fruit tree to mature, and nearly a hundred yuan will be spent to accumulate thousands of ginseng spiritual fruits. In addition to giving them away, many of them are used to make elixirs.

Especially from Taiqing Taoist, you can get nearly a hundred seven-turn golden elixirs in exchange every time.

In comparison, Kunpeng was far behind.

This is also the reason why Zhen Yuanzi is just too exhausted and looks pale, while Kunpeng is bleeding from all his orifices and has been injured.

Although there seems to be little difference between the two, at the last moment, even the smallest gap can become the key to determining victory or defeat.

He took a deep breath and subconsciously held the Hutian Talisman given to him by Xu Junming.

"Zhen Yuanzi, it's rude to come and not return. You should also accept my move."

Patriarch Kunpeng, who was covered in blood and looked ferocious as if he were a demon, had mysterious spells coming from his mouth, like the whispers of a ghost.

A strange force bloomed from nothingness.

The next moment, Kunpeng suddenly tore off his left arm.

Along with the flying blood, a bloody light protruded from the mouth. The moment it stained his left arm, the latter suddenly shattered and turned into twelve strange bloody divine patterns.

Immediately afterwards, the divine pattern disappeared, and the blood light turned into arrows, which appeared directly next to Zhen Yuanzi as if teleporting.

A fatal danger surged from the bottom of my heart.

Zhen Yuanzi gritted his teeth and crushed the jade talisman with force.

A powerful force of space, following his thoughts, instantly came to Kunpeng's side.

It can be seen that the blow just now consumed him greatly, and he was unable to react for a while when faced with Zhen Yuanzi's surprise attack.

The next moment Yuantu Abi exploded, and his sharp sword energy slashed towards Kunpeng who was within easy reach.

The latter reluctantly raised Hetuluoshu, but the two jade talismans on his swords exploded, and the powerful space power instantly broke through Hetuluoshu, which was not fully activated, and sent the sword energy in.

At the same time, a large tree with lush branches appeared behind Zhen Yuanzi and blocked the flying blood arrows.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Hetu Luoshu’s aura dimmed, and the ginseng fruit trees seemed to have lost their vitality and began to wither, with a large number of dead leaves falling.

"you win!"

A hoarse and slow voice sounded.

Immediately, the life force was cut off, and with a flash of light, a Kunpeng body that was tens of billions of feet in size appeared, missing one of its wings.

Zhen Yuanzi let out a long breath, waved his sleeves and put away Kunpeng's body and Hetu Luoshu.

He turned around and looked at the withered ginseng fruit tree, his face full of distress.

But if it happened again, he would still make the same choice.

When masters compete, life and death only take a moment.

Especially after Kunpeng activated this strange method, his mind was obviously in a trance, and his weakness was exposed. Of course he wanted to hold on tightly.

As long as the land book is there, there will be no more people snatching the spoils.

He first took the elixir to restore his mana, then scraped away all the treasures in the Demon Master's Palace, and finally put away the book and flew towards Wuzhuang Temple.

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi who was in a sorry state and with weak breath, many careerists' eyes flickered.

Weiyu Mountain Cave Sky.

Jiuying looked at Zhen Yuanzi flying away with a touch of greed in his eyes.

"Hetu Luoshu is the most important treasure of our demon clan. How about we take it back now?"

"If you want to die, go ahead." Shang Yang said coldly.

"What do you mean? Could it be that if we three demons join forces, we can't defeat a half-crippled Zhen Yuanzi?"

"Let's not talk about Di Shu, the top prehistoric defensive treasure, and how strong Zhen Yuanzi is left? Did you see clearly the magic weapon he used to kill Kunpeng in the end?"

Jiuying subconsciously recalled the scene where Kunpeng was beheaded, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Yuantu and Abi swords?!"

"That's right." Shang Yang nodded, "Zhen Yuanzi and Zhenjun Chongshan have never had any contact with each other. Why can he get these two top-notch killing weapons?"

"Could it be that Hetu Luoshu...?"

The merchant sighed: "Most of them were exchanged by Zhen Yuanzi. Only these two treasures can make the saint fall in love. So, if you snatch it now, Zhen Yuanzi will not need to do it, Zhen Yuanzi will kill you."

Jiuying's face suddenly changed.

He dared to flirt with the half-broken Zhen Yuanzi, but True Lord Chongshan, the saint who beheaded Styx and defeated Zhunti, would of course hide as far as he could.

"Look."

Bai Ze's voice made the two demons subconsciously look into the water mirror.

But he saw an old Taoist priest wearing five-color Taoist robes, tall and short, holding a wooden staff blocking Zhen Yuanzi's way.

"Ancestor Panwang?!"

"Fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi, Hetu Luoshu is the most precious treasure of the demon clan. I hope that fellow Taoist will return it to my demon clan."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled coldly, "When did you, King Pan, become a monster?"

"Unfortunately, I just joined." King Pan smiled.

"What if I don't?"

"I'm afraid Pindao can't let you pass."

"Just you?"

"Of course I'm not the only one."

There was a flash of light not far away, and three figures appeared in the distance.

A beautiful-looking woman wearing a red palace dress and a golden bow on her head, holding a long pink banner.

A middle-aged man wearing a black Taoist robe, with a third eye between his eyebrows and a cold temperament.

The last one was wearing a gray Taoist robe, riding on an old man with a bright head and a different look. He had a handle of floating dust in his hand. He looked like an immortal, but his green eyes ruined the overall temperament.

"It turns out it's you idiots."

Zhen Yuanzi said coldly.

These were his old acquaintances.

The woman's name is 'Celestial Silkworm Fairy'. Like Pan Wang, she has practiced the poison path. Her natal poisonous poison, the six-winged golden silkworm, has become extinct in flight and its toxicity is astonishing.

Moreover, this person was addicted to men, and thousands of monks were tortured to death by her in the ancient times.

Several disciples from Wuzhuang Temple in Zhen Yuanzi died in her hands. Later, he came to her and had one of their arms cut off in a big fight.

It's a pity that her six-winged golden silkworm escaped so fast that she escaped.

The three-eyed man's name was Jin Taixu, and he was the descendant of the "Three-Eyed Clan", a great ancient clan. He was cold-blooded and murderous, and understood the way of killing. He once challenged him in Wuzhuang Temple, but after being defeated by him, he disappeared.

Finally, the old man, Zhen Yuanzi, looked more solemn.

This cultivator is called 'Cangxu'. Like him, he was born in ancient times, became Taoist in ancient times, and listened to the power of Zixiao Palace.

He has always been greedy and once went to Wuzhuang Temple to snatch ginseng fruit trees, but was later driven away by him.

Except for Patriarch Panwang, each of the other three cultivators had their own issues with him. Especially the old man of Cangxu is a Hunyuan Xuanxian.

Strong.

Of course he wasn't afraid of these young people in his heyday, but now in a great battle, although he successfully killed the Kunpeng Demon Master, it also consumed a huge amount of money, and his strength was somewhere between ten and sixty-seven.

"Zhen Yuanzi, leave the Book of the Earth, the Ginseng Fruit Tree and the Book of the River Map, otherwise you will be buried here today." Cangxu said coldly.

They picked a good time and were not afraid that Zhen Yuanzi would not submit.

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes turned cold, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly stopped as if he heard something.

Just when the fourth cultivator was confused, a mysterious and vast voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Certainly!"

A powerful sealing power fell from the sky.

Panwang, Tiancan, and Jin Taixu were no more than Hunyuan True Immortals. Under this powerful suppression force, they had almost no power to resist.

The old man of Cangxu in the early stage of Hunyuan Xuanxian, his magic power was raging and he was struggling crazily.

Just as he was about to break free, a loud bell suddenly rang.

The powerful sound of the soul-destroying bell shook the soul.

‘Wow’!

Four black iron ropes flew out from a black space passage, locked the fourth cultivator, and grabbed him inside.

The channel then disappears.

From the time King Pan appeared to the time they were captured, it was only half a quarter of an hour.

But the result of half a minute poured cold water on all those who were ready to take advantage of the situation, and their hot mood instantly cooled down.

Jiuying shivered even more.

Fortunately, he didn't go. Even the Hunyuan Xuanxian like Old Man Cangxu couldn't survive a face-to-face meeting, let alone him.

"True Lord Chongshan is too overbearing. He bullies the small ones and is not afraid of being laughed at." Jiuying muttered.

Bai Ze and Shang Yang were too lazy to look at him.

From the beginning to the ancient times, and then to the ancient times, the world of cultivation has always been dominated by the weak and the strong. If all the saints were reasonable, no one would be afraid.

Zhen Yuanzi thanked him and returned to Wuzhuang Temple smoothly.

Arriving at his dojo, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With the large formation he has set up here, coupled with the suppression of the earth book, even if the saint comes, he can withstand one or two, which is enough to ensure that he recovers his strength.

After coming back, he briefly explained a few disciples, and Zhen Yuanzi went to retreat.

Xu Junming didn't bother him.

After the war, he returned to Buzhou Mountain. As for Patriarch Pan Wang and others, after they were all killed by him, they were used to worship the Dutian God Demon Banner.

As for the harvest, except for the few spiritual materials in the pocket of the old man Cangxu, which were pretty good, the rest were poor and nothing he could appreciate.

However, the treasures of these people are still very valuable to the Daluo monks and the immortals who have just entered the Hunyuan realm.

It would also be good to reward Chongshan disciples in the future.

Xu Junming was sitting cross-legged in the pavilion in the backyard of Chongshan Residence. A bright golden light flew back and forth in his palm, leaving behind golden lines because of its speed.

"What a waste of resources."

A precious six-winged golden silkworm, if used well, can reshape the body of the innate spirit.

As a result, the Heavenly Silkworm Fairy used it to breed an innate toxin. Although the power is amazing, the poison is a small way. If you practice to the extreme, you will only be a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, with no chance to achieve the Hongmeng Realm.