Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 499: Demon-Suppressing Iron Pass

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Wang Chao has been in this world for thirty years, and most of the thirty years have been spent in fighting.

Thirty years have passed, and the once-fiery heart of exterminating demons and defending the law has become dull in the endless killings.

In the past thirty years, millions of ghosts and ghosts have died in his hands.

He also changed from a guarding general in the middle stage of Jindan to the lord of Chilongguan City in the late stage of Nascent Soul.

Chilong Pass has also become a city that stretches for tens of thousands of miles and is built with nearly a thousand large and small gates, blocking the army of the Witch God Sect in the Huoluo Desert. , one of the strongest city gates.

Thirty years of killing have transformed him from a young Taoist to a martial arts expert who is decisive in killing and has a strong mind.

Take a small breath, and then slowly exhale.

Although he was tempered by the fiercest war, his cultivation and realm improved rapidly with the support of his master.

But after thirty years, he had become tired of killing and began to miss the comfortable and prosperous modern society.

He shook his head, got rid of unnecessary thoughts, and began to meditate to restore the consumed spiritual energy.

Always keep his Dantian spiritual energy in a sufficient state. This is the experience he gained after many years of fighting, because no one knows whether he will encounter an enemy at the next moment.

He has seen too many powerful monks who were devoured by ghosts because of insufficient mana.

He doesn't want to be next.

Half a day later, the magic talisman around his waist suddenly shone.

Wang Chao's eyelids trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

After half a day's rest, he recovered most of his mana and his energy improved a lot.

He took off the magic talisman from his waist and pressed it. The palm-sized talisman instantly turned into the size of a washbasin.

Senior brother Ye Tianyun's majestic figure appeared above.

Thirty years later, Ye Tianyun has grown taller. The tenderness on his face has long since faded away, replaced by a steely perseverance and composure tempered by countless killings.

However, his heroic and informal temperament has not changed at all.

"Junior brother, you look like you just experienced a big battle?"

"Wu Feng, the 'Zi Abandoned Divine Envoy' among the one hundred and eight divine envoys of the Witch God Sect, came to attack, but I repelled it."

"Junior brother is amazing. This 'Zombie Abandoned Divine Envoy' Wu Feng is ranked in the top twenty among the one hundred and eight divine envoys of the Witch God Cult."

"Senior brother, three months ago, he killed Sima Fan, the 'Emperor God' who was ranked thirteenth and was famous for being difficult to deal with. In comparison, I am far behind."

"Hehe, that guy is unlucky. I just fused the snake essence and blood given by my ancestor and awakened the devouring magical power. The guy still wanted to play the old trick of incarnating tens of millions, but I happened to swallow it all in one gulp."

Wang Chao smiled lightly.

As a direct descendant of the Chongshan lineage, he also received the essence and blood of Ba Snake, but in comparison, he still preferred to use the 'True Secret of Controlling Ten Thousand Beasts' to merge with the red dragon.

Of course, this does not mean that he will relax his understanding of the 'Thirty-six Transformations of Tiangang'. Only through diversified methods can he ensure that he is not restrained by others.

After laughing, Ye Tianyun's expression calmed down.

Wang Chao's expression condensed. He knew his senior brother very well. He had always looked heroic and heroic. Among the three generations of disciples, he was the most enthusiastic.

With his current appearance, it was obvious that something had happened.

"I just received the news that Uncle Li Wubing died in the battle at Xianxia Pass!"

Wang Chao frowned instantly.

Li Wubing was the registered disciple of his master Xu Junming. He was generous and righteous. He even saved his life outside Luofu Pass twenty years ago.

"Master Uncle Li has the Hutian Spirit Talisman, how could he die in battle?"

All the direct descendants and inner disciples of Chongshan lineage know that as long as they encounter an unbeatable enemy and crush the Hutian Talisman, they can instantly escape three thousand miles away and escape with their lives.

"The Black Bone Dharma King and the Red Corpse Dharma King of the Witch God Sect used the Witch God Sect's spiritual treasure 'Iron Gate Pass' to seal off the thousand-mile radius of Xianxia Pass, rendering Uncle Li's Hutian Talisman useless."

The Wushen Sect has four major spiritual treasures.

The Twelve Heavenly Witch God Formation, the Iron Gate Pass, the Seven-Slay Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, and the most mysterious Black Soul Man in the legend.

Tiemenguan was originally Daqi's national treasure. It not only had amazing defensive capabilities, but what was even more amazing was that it could seal the void.

It was stored in the Renshou Palace of Daqi all year round. Later, when the Wushen Sect destroyed Daqi, this treasure also fell into the hands of the Wushen Sect and became its most important treasure for killing people all over the world.

At the beginning, the Witch God Sect wanted to use this treasure, combined with the Seven Kills Blood Transformation Sword, to kill Yan Chixia, the fourth master's uncle.

As a result, the two Great Primordial God-level Dharma Kings of Da Qi fell under his Xuanyuan Sword.

If the Blood God Dharma King and the Black Bat Demon King hadn't escaped with great speed and were extremely cunning, they would have died under Yan Chixia's sword.

After this battle, all the Dharma Kings under the Witch God Sect no longer dared to offend the Sword God Pass guarded by Yan Chixia.

The Sword God Pass, which spans thousands of miles, is also firmly located in the northwest, blocking the most convenient way into Dayong from the Huoluo Desert.

It was Yan Chixia's tyranny that allowed the "Devil-Suppressing Iron Pass" stretching for tens of thousands of miles to firmly block the Witch God Sect for thirty years. Although other gates were occasionally broken through, because of the crisscrossing mountains, the Witch God Sect was the most important. The numerical advantage could not be expanded, and it was quickly recaptured by Dayong's side, and it was never able to pose a major threat.

Later, as the two masters 'Qin Zhong' and the second master's uncle Lin Zhengying broke through to the realm of Yuanshen, the Demon Suppressing Iron Pass became more and more impregnable.

It happened that at this time, a second-generation disciple of the Chongshan lineage died.

Although after the Thirty Years War, many disciples from Chongshan Academy died in the battle, most of them were low-level disciples. The high-level inner sects like Li Wubing were indeed the first.

"Brother, it seems that you and I need to be more careful."

Ye Tianyun nodded cautiously.

"What my junior brother said is true. But I think the masters must be very angry when Uncle Li died in battle. The Witch God Sect is going to be in bad luck."

Both of them were smart people, and Li Wubing's death in battle would be a turning point in this thirty-year war.

At the same time, in the Taiyuan Cave in Dihuang Mountain, the spiritual energy on the spiritual embryo of creation fluctuated like a tide.

"Damn Huosang, he actually dared to kill my disciple!"

Xu Junming was furious.

Although Li Wubing was not a direct descendant of his family, a lot of resources were invested in his training. It seemed that with just a few more years of training, Chongshan's sect would have one more Yuanshen disciple, but at this moment he died.

It's simply unbearable.

"Are you going to be born?" Dragon Emperor said calmly.

"Go out, I've had enough here."

Originally, Xu Junming was able to transform and escape from seclusion thirty years ago, but the nearly 100,000-year-old spiritual energy accumulated in the spiritual body of creation was so rich that it was unimaginable.

Coupled with the fact that his disciples have achieved breakthroughs and become immortals one by one, he will be somewhat stressed as a master.

Therefore, in order to consolidate his foundation and strive to achieve higher achievements after surviving the immortal tribulation, he postponed the time of transformation.

This pressure lasted for thirty years.

A ball of creation fundamental energy flew out from the creation spirit stone.

"Use it to repair Li Wubing's soul, and then send him to reincarnation. It is the time when Dihuang Mountain opens up the Small Thousand Worlds. By then, he will be able to catch up with this wave of fortune, become the son of this world's destiny, and then enter this sect. "

The Dragon Emperor put away the fundamental energy of creation.

"I have found the place where Lord Huosang lives in the void. Since you have decided to leave seclusion, I will kill the body he left here."

"Okay, just in time to add some nutrition to the Dihuang Mountain Advanced Small Thousand World. Also, send an order to Qin Zhong, Yan Chixia and Zhengying to withdraw from the Liaozhai World. By the way, tell the Kunlun Sect and Baima Temple, if they still don't agree to the conditions If so, just stay there and fend for yourself.”

Thirty years of fierce war have completely changed the pattern of the Dayong practice world.

Because the people of Dayong were moved to Dihuang Mountain by the Chongshan lineage, the Dayong Dynasty ceased to exist. Without Dayong, there is no need for the Xuanjing Division to continue to exist.

Qin Zhong, Yan Chixia and others took advantage of the opportunity and were incorporated into the monk army of Chongshan lineage.

The remaining large and small sects and casual cultivators were coerced into joining the "Anti-Witch Alliance" formed by the three giants: Chongshan Academy, Kunlun Sect and Baima Temple.

After thirty years of attrition and integration, Chongshan Academy, which annexed the Xuanjing Division, controlled Dihuang Mountain, and had immortal suppression, became the most powerful cultivation force in the entire Dayong cultivation world.

The army of one million, tempered by the flames of war, was twice as powerful as the combined strength of the Kunlun Sect and the White Horse Temple.

There is nothing that can be done about this. Although the Kunlun Sect and the White Horse Temple are large sects that have been passed down for tens of thousands of years, there are Yuanshen monks suppressing them behind their backs.

But it is far inferior to Chongshan Academy where immortals suppress it.

No cultivator can resist the temptation to become an immortal. Although 90% of the cultivators do not have the qualifications and blessings to become an immortal, this does not prevent everyone from daydreaming and yearning for it.

Having hope and having no hope are definitely two completely different concepts.

Coupled with the powerful strength of the Chongshan lineage and the retreat route of Dihuang Mountain.

Most of the time when looking for a new home, you know what to choose.

Therefore, the longer time goes by, the worse the situation of Kunlun Sect and Baima Temple will be.

The abbot of White Horse Temple, Elder Xinkong, felt heavy in his heart.

Originally, Baima Temple was divided into a Buddhist temple for monks and a Bodhi courtyard for nuns.

Later, in order to twist the scattered forces into one rope, the White Horse Temple abolished the two-house system, and the elder Xinkong, who had the highest cultivation level, became the presiding officer and took charge of the power of the White Horse Temple.

Thirty years later, they have integrated Buddhist practices in hundreds of temples throughout Dayong.

Now it is a super power with three Yuan Shen monks and an army of nearly 200,000 Buddhist cultivators.

Elder Xinkong's flash of light stopped, and four purple spiritual lights flew in the air in the distance.

With a thought in his heart, he quickly called his two fellow disciples to greet him.

The people on the opposite side obviously saw them and stopped to hide. Four monks, old and young, appeared in robes.

"Amitabha, my Taoist friend Dingyang is well."

"Your Excellency, Master Xinkong's cultivation level is much higher than the last time we saw him."

"Fellow Taoist, thank you. I see that the aura around your body is boiling. You are already close to the perfection of your soul. I am afraid that you will be able to survive the immortal tribulation after cultivating quietly for a while."