Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

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"This is the three-tailed salamander raised by Master. It has extremely poisonous claws and can spit fire from its mouth." Rhinoceros said quickly.

Looking at the flattering smile on his face, Xu Junming found that dealing with these evil heretics was much easier than dealing with the righteous ones. As long as you use domineering methods to convince them, everyone will be obedient and honest.

With a flick of his hand, the three-tailed salamander opened his eyes and was about to pounce, but was instantly sealed in place by the sealing talisman.

With a wave of his big sleeve, a violent wave swept up the monster, flying ten feet away, and landed with a 'bang', splashing rubble all over the ground.

Looking at the opening of the cave, he stepped in.

"Senior, there are restrictions...!"

Before Rhinoceros could finish his words, he saw the restriction sealing the cave flickered and then shattered.

"Boy, don't be in a daze, follow up quickly, be careful to prevent the seizure."

After Hong Changbao finished speaking, he flew into the cave.

Rhinohorn shuddered and quickly followed. He never wanted to try that soul-splitting pain again in his life.

After passing through a cave that was more than ten feet long, a large mountain belly with a width of more than ten acres appeared in front of us.

When Xu Junming heard the footsteps, he looked at the stone table and chairs, as if looking at the mountainside with nothing unusual, and smiled faintly.

"Little tricks."

With a flick of his finger, the spiritual light touched Sha Na in the space at the center of the mountain, and the green Yin Fire burned instantly.

The yin fires, although not warm, conveyed a coldness that penetrated the soul.

"Five ghosts and yin fire!"

Hong Changbao has been practicing for hundreds of years, so he is certainly a knowledgeable person.

"This is a treasure refined by the phosphorus fire collected by the master for thousands of years. It is one of the three treasures of his town. Senior, please be careful." Xijiao said.

Xu Junming didn't say much. He opened his palms and a complex five-color divine pattern shined.

In an instant, all the Five Ghost Yin Fires flew toward his palm like moths rushing to the flames, and in the blink of an eye they were compressed into a dark green bead the size of a dove egg.

Although he knew that his cultivation was extraordinary, Xijiao was still shocked that he could so easily subdue the five ghosts and yin fire that his cheap master had painstakingly trained.

After bypassing the screen in front and passing through a tunnel more than ten feet long, we came to a quiet room.

The furnishings in the quiet room are not luxurious. Apart from the cloud bed and futon for meditation, there is only a large stone urn placed in the corner next to it.

Xu Junming walked straight to the stone urn, which contained thirteen sapphire slabs as big as pot lids.

He opened his mouth and projected a burst of energy, like an arrow from a string, splitting the brains of a dozen two-headed basilisks coiled in the stone urn.

Some despicable methods may not work on people who have not yet achieved immortality, and it will be even worse for him.

He activated his magic power, held the thirteen jade plates, took out the stone urn, and spread them out in front of him one by one.

After reading the contents carefully, Xu Junming felt that he had gained a lot.

Among these thirteen jade tablets, there is recorded a method of the Xuanyang Scripture, an elixir method, and thirteen elixir prescriptions.

Judging from Baiyang Zhenren's account, this elixir technique and elixir prescription were inherited by the immortal Taoist predecessors who originally practiced in the Yuhua Cave on Baiyang Cliff.

Because he is not good at refining alchemy, and there is already a more difficult Baiyang Book of Heaven.

Instead of practicing the Xuanyang Sutra, he sealed it deep in the cave.

I originally wanted to leave it as a gift, but unexpectedly, it was measured by the Hanshan Demon Dao Bell.

Xu Junming did not attach much importance to the Xuanyang Manual, a method that could only be practiced to achieve immortality. On the contrary, the thirteen pill prescriptions at the back were the harvest that he cared about most.

In particular, the three elixir prescriptions are of greatest help.

After receiving these thirteen illustrations of the White Sun, Xu Junming searched the entire cave but found nothing more, let alone the location of the Morning Dew Flower.

"It seems that he took it with him."

"Where is your master?"

"Senior, according to this, there is a large tomb three hundred miles away. The tomb's owner, Wu Hua's father and son, are highly cultivated and fierce. All monks within a radius of five hundred miles are under the control of their father and son."

"... There was news a few days ago that the father and son were moving to a new home, and all the demons and Taoist priests under his command were sent to congratulate them. So this morning, my master and his senior brothers rushed there, leaving me here to look after the house."

Xu Junming nodded slightly and thought to himself.

"Judging from the timeline, Wuhua's father and son and Qiongqi haven't stolen the Xuanyuan Second Treasure yet."

"Did you know that there is a Xuanyuan Mausoleum nearby?"

Rhinoceros nodded, "Fifty miles to the north from here is where the mausoleum is. However, there are many restrictions there, and no one can enter."

With the seal blessed by sixteen true immortals and suppressed by the Holy Tomb Talisman, of course you can't get in.

Otherwise, Haotian Baojian and Jiuyi Cauldron would have been acquired by others long ago.

However, as the thousand-year catastrophe of the Immortals is approaching, the seal of the Holy Tomb will also decline. It won't be long before Wuhua's father and son dig a tunnel through the weakest underground to obtain two treasures.

After nodding slightly, Xu Junming walked to the front room and sat down in an empty place.

Seeing him like this, Xijiao and Hong Changbao didn't dare to speak and sat down obediently in the corner.

At this moment, hundreds of miles away, in a large tomb deep underground.

In the tomb, which covers an area of ​​more than ten acres, there was a roar of joy as people drank wine and drank wine.

Sitting on the main seat in the middle is a man with a head like a fence, a wide mouth and a lion's nose, beard, strange clothes, and several feet tall.

To his left was a taller skeleton with a leopard skin around his waist and a ferocious aura.

On the far right is a man who is also wearing ancient clothing and is several feet tall. He looks somewhat similar to the man in the middle, but his aura is extremely ferocious.

Three demons sat at the top, and below there were more than 20 monks, Taoists, and Confucians, sitting in pairs.

"We congratulate the three great kings on their eternal cultivation and common pursuit of immortality."

Sitting first on the far left, the tall and thin Taoist priest in red robe stood up and said.

"Congratulations to the three great kings."

Everyone picked up their wine glasses.

With a loud laugh, the man in the middle of the main seat stood up.

"It is the greatest blessing for me, my father and my son, to be able to turn the war with my brother Qiongqi into friendship today. From now on, the three of us will never stop fighting and practice the immortal way together."

The skeleton with the leopard skin around its waist opened its mouth.

"Forever put an end to war and practice the immortal way together!"

"Haha, okay. Come on, comrades, please drink this cup to the full."

While they were drinking wine, there was a middle-aged Taoist in the crowd who was wearing a black Taoist robe, a lotus crown on his head, and a very conspicuous black mole on his chin, but he was always uneasy.

After finally waiting until the banquet was over, he grabbed Zhong Ang, the "Golden Flower Cult Leader" whom he knew as his best friend.

This gentleman was in the East China Sea when he went fishing for Aoji to steal medicine. He was beheaded by Qi Shuming, one of the Three Immortals of the East China Sea. However, he escaped from Yuanying and hid in Wuhua Clan with his son Zhong Gan and three disciples.

Although the process was embarrassing, it was also a bit embarrassing.

But being able to escape from the hands of Qi Shuming, the master of Qiankun Zhengqi Miaoyi, the leader of the sect, shows that this person is very capable.

"Brother."

Zhong Ang, who was wearing a purple robe, turned around.

"What's wrong, second brother?"

Because both of them had the same surname as Zhong, they were very fond of each other. After getting to know each other, they formed a blood alliance and became sworn brothers.

Zhong Ang, the leader of the Jinhua Cult of Perfect Nascent Soul, is his brother, and Zhong Liang, the Hanshan Taoist in the middle Nascent Soul stage, is his younger brother.

"A few days ago, I visited the Yuhua Cave on Baiyang Cliff again, and accidentally got a "Baiyang Illustration" from it."

"Baiyang Diagram?"

Zhong Ang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Master Bai Yang's name is almost unknown to everyone in the entire cultivation world. His dojo, Baiyangya Yuhua Cave, is well known to everyone.

It is said that after Baiyang Taoist ascended to heaven, he left a legacy in the cave, including a needle technique and two boxes of mango bait.

Therefore, I don’t know how many people have visited Baiyangya Yuhua Cave, but have gained nothing.

Zhong Ang himself is one of them.

He lowered his voice and said, "Is what the second brother said true?"

"How can such a thing be faked? If you don't believe me, brother, I will teach you a lesson first."

Zhong Liang memorized a section of the Xuanyang Scripture.

Zhong Ang's expression instantly became excited. He has also practiced Taoism for many years, and is one step closer to breaking through the existence of the soul, so he can naturally understand the authenticity of a Taoist scripture.

"Second brother is really blessed to have the Taoist lineage of Master Bai Yang."

Zhong Ang was full of envy. This was the true biography of the immortals, a treasure book that countless people in the side sects could only hope to obtain.

"Brother, what you said is wrong. You and I, brothers, have long made an oath to share blessings and share hardships. This book of Taoism by Master Bai Yang is not only my blessing, but also your blessing, brother."

Zhong Liang lowered his voice and moved closer to Zhong Ang.

"Brother, you and I are always dependent on others in Baiyang Mountain and cannot be free. In my opinion, it is not as good as our fellow practitioners Baiyang Tujie. If we are successful in practice, we will also open a sect of our own, which will also be called a sect in the future. Ancestor, wouldn’t it be better?”

Zhong Ang calls himself the ‘Golden Flower Cult Master’, so he is naturally very interested in starting a sect.

Zhong Liang's flattering words instantly ignited Zhong Ang's ambition.

"What the second brother said is true."

A glimmer of light flashed in Zhong Liang's eyes, and he said quickly: "Brother, Baiyang Illustration is now placed in the cave by my younger brother. Why don't you bring my nephew and a few senior nephews with you?"

Zhong Ang nodded, but quickly denied it.

"Not yet, Wu Hua is suspicious, we can't all leave. In this case, I will take 'Gan'er' first. After you and I have achieved success in practice, it will not be too late to pass it on to my disciples."

"Brother is more thoughtful, so let's leave it at that."

"You wait here first, I'll go talk to Wu Hua."

"Brother, you can go ahead. My younger brother is waiting here."

Looking at Zhong Ang's leaving figure, Zhong Liang's eyes flashed.

Just now in the middle of the banquet, he suddenly realized that the restrictions in his cave were broken, and the three treasures of the cave, the "Five Ghosts and Yin Fire", were taken away.

Obviously, a powerful enemy is coming.

Zhong Liang, who was killed by Zhengdao and fled all the way to Baiyang Mountain, hiding in a remote place, is now a frightened bird.

He wanted to run away directly, but he was afraid that what he expected would go wrong.

It's not that the enemy is coming, but other situations.

So after thinking about it over and over again, he decided to use the secret of Baiyang Heavenly Book to tempt Zhong Ang to go with him.

If you encounter a master of the righteous path, he will be able to defend you.

As the saying goes, 'A dead Taoist friend will never die a poor Taoist'.

It didn't take long, and Zhong Ang quickly walked out, followed behind him by what he thought was a young man wearing a pink robe and a pair of peach blossom eyes.

It was Zhong Ang's son who fled here from the East China Sea with him.