Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 238: Three drums kill the golden elixir

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"That young Taoist looks unfamiliar to you, do you recognize him?"

After examining it, the middle-aged man with the iron crown asked.

Kong Wen shook his head.

"In the past few years, many talented people have emerged among the younger generation of the major Taoist sects, but I have never seen this person before."

The middle-aged man Tieguan nodded, thought for a moment and then said.

"It is rumored that among the seven true Taoist teachings of Maoshan Nanzong, the magical weapon of the 'Shangqing Divine Thunder Method' is a 'Sky Thunder Drum'. Look at the big drum with thunder and lightning, and the atmosphere is extraordinary. It is not as good as the rumored Sky Thunder Drum accompanied by thunder. Sorry, I wonder if this son is a descendant of Maoshan Nanzong?"

"When he survives the weapon calamity, I'll make some inquiries and it will become clear!" Kong Wen said.

"Too!"

After the two of them, more and more casual cultivators from nearby came here.

Most of them had innate cultivation skills, and they were filled with envy as they looked at the giant drums in the sky to overcome the tribulation.

"Boom, click...!"

There was a loud noise and a dazzling thunder light instantly illuminated the world.

The mighty thunder shook the whole mountain.

Countless people changed their colors in shock.

"Buzz...!"

With an invisible but qualitative tremor, in the shocked eyes of everyone, the giant drum seemed to have a long neck to absorb water.

Swallowed all the thunder in the sky.

Three circles of light emerged from the giant drum.

"Three forbidden spiritual weapons?!"

Countless people were shocked.

As long as we go one step further and give birth to the fourth treasure ban, this giant drum will be a middle-grade spiritual weapon.

A mid-grade spiritual weapon can suppress a sect, and it can even make the golden elixir fight against the middle-stage golden elixir.

For a moment, everyone was envious, and a ray of greed could not help but arise in their minds.

Suddenly, among the people watching from the peaks, a shadow rushed out like lightning and flew straight towards the giant drum in mid-air.

The shadow was so fast that it flashed twice and came to the side of the giant drum. He waved his hand and shot out a cyan light. After grabbing the giant drum, a pair of three-foot-long wings made of fine iron stretched out from under his ribs.

A pair of wings can reach five hundred feet.

"Haha, this thunder drum is pretty good. I, Zhao Changming, will accept it."

Looking at the Yi Taoist who had turned into a small black dot on the horizon, Xu Junming snorted coldly.

"My things are not that easy to get."

A slap on the gourd on the waist, and a dream of yellow beams flying out.

"The Bridge of the Void."

Three hundred and sixty-five grains of nine-color yellow rice combine with each other and turn into an arch bridge that shines with nine-color light, one foot long and five feet wide.

The arch bridge flashed with light and spanned 1,500 feet in an instant.

As if he had changed his appearance, he caught up with the Taoist Wing in the blink of an eye.

The latter felt the breath coming quickly behind him, looked back, and was shocked.

He has mastered the Feng Dao, coupled with his own unique spiritual weapon. The combination of the two, the flying escape technique, is unparalleled in the spiritual world. Except for a few who are much higher than him in the middle stage of the Golden Core, almost no one can catch up. to fuck him.

This also made him a habitual offender in the spiritual world.

However, this wing Taoist Zhao Changming is also very discerning and rarely provokes those large sects that have stood for thousands of years. Although ordinary small and medium-sized sects are suppressed by golden elixirs, it is difficult to catch up with him.

Over time, he got a lot of good things.

Not only has his cultivation improved rapidly, but he has also become one of the few casual cultivators who has a spiritual weapon at his side.

When I came to the capital this time, I originally planned to attend a Dharma conference specifically for Jindan monks to be held at Zhending Temple in Yanshan a few days later.

I never thought that I would encounter Xu Junming's Heavenly Thunder Drum to overcome the tribulation.

After hesitating for a while, he still couldn't restrain his desire and took a risk.

He grabbed the Thunder Drum and left.

However, if it were an ordinary Jindan cultivator, he might be able to succeed. After all, no matter how powerful you are, it's useless if you can't catch up.

But Xu Junming is different. Hutian Taoism directly spans space.

No flying escape technique can compare to it.

"Damn it, I can't get rid of him!"

Wing Taoist Zhao Changming has maximized his speed, but the distance between him and the person behind him is still shrinking.

After the distance between the two sides was reduced to a hundred feet, the consciousness connected with the thunder drum.

The giant drum that was originally three feet in size suddenly became ten feet in size.

The thunder drum that has survived the catastrophe is like bronze, simple and elegant.

"Click...!"

A dazzling electric light flashed, instantly breaking the magic restraint of Wing Taoist Zhao Changming.

"not good!!"

Feeling the increasingly intense thunder waves behind him, Zhao Changming's scalp went numb and he urged his iron wings fiercely.

"Thunder shock!"

Xu Junming shouted lowly.

The sky thunder drum flashed with lightning, and earth-shattering thunder suddenly exploded.

The fierce thunder, accompanied by the extremely domineering sound of thunder, went straight towards Zhao Changming, hitting him on the head.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Zhao Changming gritted his teeth and activated his magic power.

"Sword and shield!"

The iron wings behind him flew up instantly, combined with each other, and turned into a three-foot iron shield, blocking the top of his head.

"哐...!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing echoed throughout the land.

Zhao Changming fell directly from the air as if a ball had been knocked away.

Xu Junming activated his magic power, and the thunder drum became twenty feet long, with thick thunder winding around it like a giant python.

"Thunder and lightning!"

Thunder rolled and lightning flashed.

A five-foot-thick thunder pillar, like a silver-white giant sword, fell from the sky and struck Zhao Changming straight down.

The latter changed color in shock.

No longer caring about anything else, the magic power in Dantian seemed to open a flood, flowing into Sword Wings turbulently.

The round sword and shield curved downwards, like an iron ball, enveloping Zhao Changming.

"哐..., 咚...!!"

The iron ball fell like a meteor, breaking half of the mountain peak and falling into a deserted valley.

Looking at the missing corner of the sword wing, Zhao Changming shivered in distress.

The spiritual weapon that he had finally cultivated was damaged like this.

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have snatched the evil star's thunder drum!"

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.

Suddenly his eyes darkened.

Looking up, one side is thirty feet in diameter, weighing as much as the sky. Surrounded by countless thunders, the huge green drum slowly presses down.

Feeling the aura of destruction bred on the giant drum, Zhao Changming's scalp went numb.

Not caring about regrets, he shouted quickly.

"Fellow Taoist, Zhao Changming admits defeat. I hope that fellow Taoist will accept Dafa. I am willing to make amends with a piece of Dongxuan spiritual material...!"

Xu Junming stood in mid-air, wearing a green Taoist robe and making a hunting sound. He calmly looked down at Zhao Changming who was hiding inside the iron ball with a pleading look on his face.

"If I had known today, why bother in the first place! It's too late...!"

"Three drums, thunder comes to the world!"

‘Dong dong dong’, the thunder drum rang three times in a row.

Three consecutive five-foot-thick thunderbolts tangled together, like rotating drills, crashing onto the three-foot-diameter iron shield.

"Boom...!"

The valley exploded instantly.

Thunder snakes envelop the barren valley that is a hundred acres in size.

There was a 'click' sound, like the sound of breaking glass.

The iron shield was shattered under the thunder.

The majestic thunder quickly fell on Zhao Changming.

"ah…!"

The shrill screams sounded and then disappeared quickly.

Wait until everything calms down.

A huge pit with a diameter of seven to eighty feet, completely glazed inside, and a depth of more than ten feet, replaced the original barren valley.

In the center of the huge pit, half of the iron ball was intact, while the other half collapsed into hundreds of complete or incomplete black daggers.

Inside the iron ball, a charred corpse lay there.

At this moment, there is no life left.

"It's not that easy to fool me."

The Dantian Hutian talisman flashed, and a black hole as big as a bowl of ocean appeared one foot away from his chest.

Xu Junming stretched out his right hand, as if spanning space. It was obviously still dozens of feet away from Zhao Changming's body, but his palm appeared three feet above his body.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, a golden elixir flew out from Zhao Changming's dantian and flew into the distance like lightning.

"I specially left your golden elixir and soul, how could I let you run away!"

"seal up!"

A blue light shot out from Xu Junming's palm and swept across Zhao Changming's golden elixir like lightning. The latter seemed to have lost its power.

With one move, the golden elixir, corpse, magic bag, broken iron ball, and all the broken swords on the ground were compressed with the Hutian Compression Technique, and then all flew into the palm of his hand.

He pulled his hand out of the black hole, took a brief look at the harvest in his palm, slapped the gourd on his waist, and with a suction, everything was taken in.

After clapping his hands, Xu Junming turned around and looked at the white-browed monk and the iron-crowned Taoist priest who were chasing him.

"What do you two have to say?"

Monk Kongwen was shocked.

Three drums shocked and killed Zhao Changming! !

He never expected that the other party was so powerful.

At any rate, Yi Taoist Zhao Changming also turned to the golden elixir and had a spiritual weapon in his hand. In terms of strength, he was not much inferior to him.

Gong Yun was shocked as he looked at the huge bronze drum that looked like a mountain lying across the sky.

He never imagined that even Zhao Changming, a Yi Taoist who he had to deal with carefully when he met him, would be killed by three drums.

"Amitabha, Wing Taoist Zhao Changming relies on his flying speed to bully the weak and do all kinds of evil. My fellow Taoist can kill this beast, which is really a great harm to the world of cultivation."

Gong Yun glanced at the serious monk Kongwen next to him.

"This bald man's ability to adapt to the wind is much better than his great demon-suppressing fist."

As soon as his thoughts fell, he took a step forward and raised his voice.

"Zhao Changming is a really hateful thief. If he hadn't fallen at the hands of fellow Taoists, I would have fought him for 300 rounds and risked serious injuries, but I would have ended up with his life!"

Kong Wen heard that the monk's white eyebrows trembled, but he didn't say much.

Looking across the two of them, Xu Junming smiled faintly.

This kind of words can also be used to deceive those fledglings who are full of ideas about slaying demons and conquering demons, and doing chivalry and justice.

But no matter what, these two people have expressed their attitudes.

Xu Junming waved his hand, and the thunder drum flashed with light, shrunk instantly, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into his body.

A slap in the face.

"Xu Ling, a loose cultivator in the mountains, has met two Taoist friends."

"Kong Wen has met fellow Taoist monks at Yunquan Temple in Xishan Mountain."

"Gong Yun met Taoist friend in Miaofa Cave in Jundu Mountain."

The three of them greeted each other.

"Fellow Taoist Xu, this place is not far from Lao Na's Yunquan Temple. If Taoist fellow Taoist doesn't mind it, can you go and sit at Lao Na's place for a while?"

"Let this old monk take the lead!" Gong Yun thought to himself.

This young Taoist has extraordinary abilities. If we can make friends with him, it will be a rare good fortune.

If you discuss the Tao, it will be of great help to your practice.

"Master sincerely wants to invite you, but I would rather be respectful than obey my orders." Xu Junming said.

"Haha, please!"

"please!"