Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the atmosphere is solemn.

After Zhuang Yuan left, he raised his head, holding the golden seal in his hand, and looked into the distance. Gongsun Lin's face was full of determination.

"Disciples, obey the order!"

Holding the golden seal in his hand, Gongsun Lin issued the order. In the next moment, dragons roared and tigers roared, or monks from Longhu Mountain appeared quietly one by one, riding the wind or wielding swords. Most of them looked solemn, with bright lights shining in their eyes. They have a common characteristic, that is, they want to do something for the world and all living beings before their hearts are cold. Although this idea is a bit immature, it is never wrong. They are the first generation members of the Tianshi Mansion.

Looking at the energetic faces, Gongsun Lin nodded with satisfaction.

The Tianshi Mansion is a peripheral organization formed by Longhu Mountain with the magic of inviting gods as its core. It aims to slay demons and suppress old ghosts. It does not ask about the origin or the past. As long as you are determined to slay demons and slay demons, you can join the Tianshi Mansion. In the Master's Mansion, as long as you pass the test, you can be awarded the seal and become a true member of the Tianshi Mansion. At that time, you can practice the method of inviting gods and use the power of the gods to kill monsters and eliminate demons.

"Longhu Mountain alone is still a little weak to support the Tianshi Mansion. I still need more help, but as far as the starting point is concerned, this is already a good start."

"Set off!"

With an order, Gongsun Lin drove a Tianshi Mansion into the sky, and all his disciples drove other Tianshi Mansion to follow closely behind.

On this day, three thousand Taoist priests came down the mountain, kicking off the fight against the old ghosts.

In the first battle of Guixu, the saints of Longhu Mountain defeated the twenty-four saints of Guixu. Heishan even drank water from Guixu and swallowed countless old ghosts. This indeed curbed the momentum of the old ghosts to a certain extent. But it was only a containment, and it did not harm the foundation of Guixu. As time went by, after the Confucian sect chose to shrink, the old ghost began to officially erode the Taixuan Realm.

Nowadays, ghosts of the past are almost everywhere in the world. They come with the flame of revenge. Taoism, demons, Buddhas, and demons are all their enemies. They unleash destruction wantonly. In a short period of time, there have been countless ghosts. Few people died in their hands, and the most important thing is that all the living souls who died in their hands will be infected by the old spirit, and eventually become their slaves, venting destruction with them.

Under such circumstances, all forces are trying to suppress the ghosts, but the results are not ideal. The nature of the ghosts is really special. They can only kill them once at a huge cost, but this is ultimately the case. Treating the symptoms does not cure the root cause, so ghosts are immortal.

After discovering this fact, many forces became desperate. Faced with the approaching ghosts, they didn't know how to deal with them. Thinking of the tragic losses, many times they could only choose to give in again and again.

It was at this time that the Tianshi Mansion led by Longhu Mountain appeared, bringing a different brilliance to this desperate world.

In the underworld, the Nine Nether Sacred Tree takes root in the underworld, standing between heaven and earth, and its appearance becomes more and more extraordinary.

I don't know when, a gust of breeze blew, and the originally leafless Jiuyou sacred tree suddenly perked up and bloomed one after another. The flowers were the size of a palm and as red as blood. They were gorgeous and somewhat sad at the same time. .

The next moment, there were waves in the void, and Heishan's figure walked out of it.

"This Nine Nether Sacred Tree will truly grow into a twelfth grade tree."

With his divine eyes reflecting, looking at the Nine Nether Sacred Tree in full bloom, Heishan had a clear understanding in his heart.

This Nine Nether Divine Tree is the legacy left by Ying Yi. It was obtained in the underworld. It is a natural twelfth-grade immortal plant. However, because it is a seedling, its essence has not truly reached the twelfth grade.

"According to original estimates, this sacred tree will have to wait until at least the third heavenly change to truly grow into a twelfth-grade immortal plant, but now it has been brought forward. This is to help me suppress the old ghost. ?"

His spiritual thoughts touched the Nine Nether Sacred Tree, and the thoughts in Heishan's heart kept turning. For him, the fact that the Nine Nether Sacred Tree could grow into the twelfth grade at this stage is a great help, because this sacred tree has something to do with his inner scene, Jiuyou. With an extremely close connection, it can serve as the pillar of Jiuyou, helping it suppress the old ghosts.

"Black and White Impermanence, Ma Mian, Meng Po, come and see me."

With his spiritual thoughts spreading, Heishan gave the order.

Not long after, the figures of Black and White Impermanence, Ma Mian and Po Meng appeared one after another. As ghosts loved by this era, the cultivation of Black and White Impermanence, Ma Mian and Po Meng have increased a lot over the years, but even so, They have not yet crossed the threshold of transcendence and sainthood.

From immortal to saint, this is indeed a natural chasm. As the core members of the underworld, whether Black and White Wuchang, Ma Mian or Meng Po all have extremely high qualifications, not to mention the blessing of fate and the great fortune of the underworld, but even In this way, it is not easy for them to take this step. In the final analysis, their cultivation time is still too short, and their knowledge of the underworld is still shallow.

"Meet the Palace Master!"

Looking at Heishan standing under the Nine Nether Sacred Tree, the four black and white ghosts all bowed and saluted. After not seeing each other for a while, the aura on Heishan became more and more terrifying.

"Get up!"

Without looking back, Heishan still looked at the Nine Nether Sacred Tree, feeling the vitality exuded by this sacred tree.

"This is the Nine Nether Qi generated when the Nine Nether Sacred Tree transforms. It contains some of the creation of the Nine Nether Sacred Tree's transformation. Now it is given to you."

The tiger's claws stretched out and connected with the Nine Nether Sacred Tree. Heishan grabbed six strands of Nine Nether Qi from it. This is a rare treasure produced when the Nine Nether Sacred Tree transforms. Although it can be regarded as residue to a certain extent, that is relatively For most ghosts, the twelfth-grade Nine Nether Sacred Tree is still a treasure that can be encountered but cannot be sought.

Between words, Heishan gave each of the four black and white impermanent ghosts a wisp of Nine Netherworld Qi.

Buzz, the Jiu Nether Qi started to touch the minds of the four black and white ghosts. The originally elusive chance of becoming a saint seemed to be close at hand.

Heishan is not surprised by this. Black and white are real innate ghosts and gods, and Ma Mian is the reincarnation of a great saint. Even Po Meng, the weakest heel, has great luck and has the opportunity to become a ghost mother. They are here The accumulation of the Ghost King Realm has already been enough, and the difference between them and the Ghost Saint Realm is more of an opportunity. Now Black Mountain has given them this opportunity.

"Go to seclusion. A more terrifying wave is coming. I hope that when I see you next time, you will have become ghost saints."

The words were low, and Heishan seemed to have seen some kind of future.

Hearing this, he suppressed the excitement in his heart, and the four ghosts of Black and White Wuchang bowed in response. After Black and White Wuchang, Ma Mian, and Po Meng left, Heishan quietly lay down under the Jiuyou tree and fell asleep slowly.

At the right time, the wind blows, the flowers move, and Heishan's heart does not move. It is realizing that the growth of the Nine Nether Sacred Tree is not only an opportunity for ghosts such as black and white, but also an opportunity for it, the lord of the underworld.

Time passed. I don’t know how long it took. The air of decay filled the air and completely enveloped Black Mountain. Its first decline of heaven and man came.