Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

…

"However, although I don't want to cause trouble, if you still don't know how to advance or retreat, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Lin Lingsu's face changed slightly and she quickly looked away.

Of course he understood that half of these words were meant for him.

Although he was unwilling to give in, thinking about the power of the sword just now made him have to suppress the greed in his heart.

His eyes slowly swept over everyone.

Everyone bowed their heads quickly, no one dared to look directly into his eyes.

Even Zhang Shaoyang, Yang Ye and others are like this.

"After three months, I will preach at Huanglong Mountain outside Bianliang, Tokyo. Anyone who is destined can come and listen!"

"And the poor Taoist will set up a test. Those with a loyal heart can be listed in my door, and those with outstanding talents can get my mantle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sky-blue spiritual light shot up from his body and enveloped Yue Xiang, and the two of them disappeared instantly.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Zhang Shaoyang and others suddenly changed.

"The Secret Technique of Hutian?!"

"The five elements, wind and thunder, yin and yang and other spiritual energies all have no fluctuations. It must be the secret technique of Hu Tian!" Li Wuji said.

"It seems that Taoist Xu is stronger than we thought!" Yang Ye said.

Imagine the earth-shattering sword blow just now, the expressions of the four people became complicated.

He turned to look at Lin Lingsu, who looked solemn.

"Brother Dao Lin, that Taoist Xu is a martial arts cultivator, but he is still willing to return the Witch God's battle ax. This shows that he is also a righteous person with integrity and perseverance."

"The fact that someone was left under the sword just now is also clear evidence."

"In my opinion, you Shenxiao Dao should have a good discussion with him and use other treasures to exchange for that Lei Gongbang."

"What Brother Yang said is absolutely true. Brother Lin Dao, those who understand current affairs are heroes!" Zhang Shaoyang said with a smile.

He was the one who least expected Lin Lingsu to get Lei Gongbang.

After all, in the current world of spiritual practice, the Celestial Master Dao suppresses the sect with two golden immortals, namely him and the old Celestial Master Zhang Chongyang; they also possess the innate spiritual treasure 'Dragon and Tiger Seal', which has been passed down endlessly; their strength is the highest among all the sects in Chi County and Shenzhou. A leader in Taoism.

Shenxiao Dao also has two golden immortals, Wang Wenqing and Lin Lingsu, whose strength is second only to Tianshi Dao. If they get the innate spiritual treasure "Lei Gong Bang" again, they can suppress their luck.

At that time, he will really have a foundation comparable to Tianshi Dao. If Tianshi Dao is weak in the future, the position of leader of the Taoist sect will fall into the hands of Shenxiao Dao.

This is obviously not what Zhang Shaoyang wants to see.

Lin Lingsu is not a fool, but looking at the current situation and thinking about that sword strike just now, Shen Xiao Dao has no choice but to think of another way if he wants to get Lei Gong Hong back.

But for a while, what solution could I come up with?

Under the anxiety, I was somewhat distracted.

He casually handed over his hands and said "goodbye" without bothering to respond to Zhang Shaoyang's sarcasm. He activated the escape light and flew straight towards Junshan where Shenxiao Dao was located.

"What do you think Shenxiao Dao will choose?"

Zhang Shaoyang asked, looking at the other person's leaving figure.

"I don't know. But it's not that easy to let someone give up an innate spiritual treasure. Especially when that person is very powerful." Li Wuji said.

There was a pause.

"But I'm curious about the sermon three months later."

"What? You want to go?"

"certainly."

"That Taoist Xu has not practiced Chunyang Taoism."

"But his swordsmanship is better than mine!"

In Li Wuji's mind, the stunning sword strike from before appeared again.

Among them, the sword intent was so strong that he had only seen it in his life.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, Fellow Daoist Yang, take your leave."

"Farewell!"

Li Wuji left in a hurry. The sword strike just now made him feel the urge to comprehend it urgently.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, where do you want to go?"

Yang Ye said: "I failed to get the dragon bird seal, so I am going to your majesty to apologize. By the way, let's see if we can persuade your majesty to use the treasure to exchange the treasure seal in Xu Zhenjun's hand."

"Then let's part ways."

After Yang Ye nodded, "Will Taoist Fellow Zhang attend the sermon in March?"

"Where is Fellow Daoist Yang?"

“It’s rare to have such a grand event and it’s in Bianliang, so why not go?”

"We'll meet again in Bianliang in three months."

…

"Si Zhan, everyone from the Taoist sect has left." Zhong Weng, who was in a depressed mood, reminded him.

After Si Zhan nodded, he was about to speak, but stopped when he reached his lips.

"Amitabha, how are your three fellow Taoists?" asked the monk Kongxiang.

"Master, I'm worried about you. I'll be fine with you."

The Wu Clan's strength is the physical body.

For ordinary people, a broken hand or leg is an irreparable defect. But their souls and wills filled every trace of their flesh and blood, but they were not seriously injured.

"That's good. ...The old monk is ashamed that he failed to help the three fellow Taoists regain the Witch God's battle ax this time."

"Master Kongxiang doesn't need to blame himself. This matter has been full of twists and turns, and I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Since Jin and Liao came closer, in order to protect themselves, Xixia and Nanzhao also began to get closer.

The Wu clan and Buddhism, representing the two countries, naturally became close friends.

Although he was dissatisfied with Kong Xiang's action of just standing by and watching.

But for the sake of the alliance, I can only suppress my anger.

"Amitabha, no matter what method Chishendong plans to use to regain the Witch God's battle ax, we, Dayun Temple, and even Xixia Buddhism are willing to help."

Kong Xiang looked determined, as if he was trying to save the Witch Clan.

Si Zhan smiled faintly. He knew that it would be good to listen to such words. If you really believe it, you will definitely be tricked to death by these monks.

"Thank you, Master!"

Kong Xiang's eyes flashed, "I wonder what Taoist Master Xu wants from fellow Taoist Si? How could he actually cause fellow Taoist Master to make a big fuss?"

"It concerns the secrets of our witch clan. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, Si Zhan."

Hitting a soft nail, Kong Xiang's expression changed.

"In that case, I won't ask any more questions..."

Si Zhan cupped his fists and saluted.

"Master, we have to go back to Southern Xinjiang, so we have to say goodbye this time."

Kong Xiang originally planned to chat a few more words to see if he could get out of his mouth, but he didn't know that Sizhan didn't give him a chance at all.

If someone wants to leave, he can't stop them.

"Fellow Taoist, have a good journey. If you need anything, you can send someone to Dayun Temple. The old monk will help you."

"Thank you!"

After saying that, the three of them turned around and left, and the light quickly disappeared into the horizon.

Kong Xiang's eyes flickered as he watched the three figures walking further and further away. The clouds of Buddha's light spread out again, and the vast sandalwood filled the sky, flying towards the west with great momentum.

Watching the movement, I was afraid that people wouldn't know it was him coming.

It has to be said that when it comes to the enthusiasm of preaching, Buddhism completely scorns Taoism.

If it weren't for the ancient ethnic group that adheres to Taoism, there are numerous talents and too many big bosses, and in the beautiful land of the Central Plains, it would not be the Taoist sect's turn to take the leading role.

After the Golden Immortal monks left, the surrounding monks who came here with various purposes also left in twos and threes.

If we say that the vast majority of people were just talking about what they had seen and heard before and the sermon conference held in March, they looked like a bunch of people eating melons and looked excited.

Pan Liupo, who was among them, had a much more complicated mood.

She knew she had missed a big opportunity.

"If I had flown there with Yue Xiang just now...!"

A wry smile appeared on his face.

A moment of timidity made her hesitate at the critical moment.

If she had known that the opponent was so powerful and could even suppress the three generals of the Wu clan working together, she would definitely not have stopped.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

She doesn't have the ability to reverse time.

Of course, it’s not her fault. Anyone who sees eight golden immortals fighting for the treasure in Qingyang Mountain, and the one who gets the treasure is just a golden immortal who has just passed the tribulation, will probably not get involved.

The only thing she missed was that she didn't know how powerful Xu Junming was, how powerful he was!

…

In just three days, what happened in Qingyang Mountain spread all over the world!

Chongshan Zhenjun Xu Junming and the sermon meeting at Huanglong Mountain outside Bianliang City after March became the talk of the entire spiritual world after dinner.

Countless people who wanted to see this master of both martial arts and martial arts, who could subdue the three witch generals of the Nanzhao Kingdom's witch clan once he advanced, rushed towards Huanglong Mountain.

For a time, the Huanglong Mountain sermon became a major event in the spiritual world comparable to the "Longquan Grand Meeting" held once in nine hundred years in the Yellow Emperor's Immortal Courtyard.

Chongshan Residence is located on the spiritual island in the center of the Creation Spirit Pond in the backyard.

Xu Junming put his hands behind his back and looked up at the giant tree in front of him that was more than a hundred feet tall, with pavilions like canopies, covering a thousand acres, wide and thick branches and leaves, and a purple color.

"Chi la", several arcs of electricity flew out from the tree.

Soon it dissipated in mid-air.

A slightly illusory figure walked out from behind the tree.

"You are really lucky. In a few years, you have obtained another top-quality fairy root, and it is also a rare thunder spiritual root." Ao Tian said.

Xu Junming smiled lightly, "I didn't expect it at first."

This 'Purple Thunder Jiao' spiritual root was originally just a giant tree that was a hundred feet long and ten feet thick.

It is the treasure of the 'One-Yuan Divine Wooden Array' among the five major arrays, which is sealed underground in Yuejia Town.

After getting it, he was not short of immortal weapons, so he directly used the spiritual energy of creation to restore the vitality in the giant tree. After more than ten years, it grew into the top-quality spiritual root that is now full of vitality.

Moreover, it is also a rare innate thunder attribute ‘immortal root’.

And thanks to the high-quality creation spirit energy in the creation spirit pool, this 'Purple Thunder Jiao' has gradually become more advanced.

After examining it for a moment, Xu Junming took a step forward, and with a flash of light in front of his eyes, he came to the garden road paved with bluestones.

At this moment, the spiritual roots of the 'Purple Thunder Jiao', which once stood at more than a hundred branches and covered nearly a thousand acres of tree canopy, have turned into a fruit tree three to four meters high and as thick as a bowl.

Obviously, this is a means of transforming space.

There was a flash of light, and Ao Tian followed.

"If you don't move the universe around in the Chongshan world, transform the energy of acquired chaos, and expand the world, why do you come here to me?"

"Don't say you don't know why I came?"

"Si Shaoji?"

Ao Tian nodded simply.

"This is a warrior general of the Witch Clan whose physical cultivation is almost at its peak. Although he has been sealed away for many years and has suffered a huge deficit, as long as he is given a chance, it will take him hundreds of years to recover."

"Such a great coolie, if he can't be used by me, wouldn't it be a waste?"

Seeing his excited look, Xu Junming said lightly: "You really do everything you can."

"That's wrong. I don't need you. The improvement of strength can only be achieved by the growth of Chongshan World. In your eyes, Si Shaoji may be just a warrior of the Wu clan who has been sealed for many years and is not what he used to be. But in my eyes , it is indeed a great tonic elixir.”

"If he joins, the speed of refining the acquired chaotic energy will exceed that of a thousand Xuanxian!"

"If it were you, would you look at such a treasure and be indifferent?"

Of course Xu Junming would not.

"I am keeping him in White Tiger Palace, you can pick him up yourself."

"Haha, then I'm not welcome."

He was about to leave, but he quickly stopped.

"My lord, it is not easy to cultivate a golden immortal. Each one consumes countless spiritual energy and origins in the world to create. Therefore, if it is not necessary, do not kill them. Capture them and give them to me. I can maximize their effectiveness."

"I know. Go ahead."

After the explanation, Ao Tian left.