Great Dao Ji

Crackling~

There was chaos in the Yinsi Tavern, and the three monsters fled in confusion, burning by the spreading masculine thunder energy, exuding a billowing stench.

Sa Wuling held the yellow dog in his arms, with talismans affixed one after another on his body, and the bells were ringing as if he was having an epileptic fit.

Even so, he was jumped up and down by the dissipated electric current.

But even so, this seemingly wooden tavern was not damaged at all. The shaking became more violent, the thunder became more violent, the tables and chairs inside rolled over, and the decorations flew upside down, but essentially there was no wear and tear at all.

call!

suck!

An Qisheng stood in the middle of the tavern, with the pores all over his body dilated, as if he was breathing in thunderous masculine energy.

Cultivation is like building a canal. When the water goes away, the canal remains.

Once and forever, that's it.

The first time the Qizhong was condensed was very dangerous for An Qisheng, but the second time, there was no problem.

Buzz~

It sounds like a bell ringing.

Ripples of reality spread from An Qisheng's body, and the tide also filled the entire tavern.

唳~

Ah~

Roar~

Then there was a ghostly scream that didn't sound like a human voice.

The three-headed demons were like exposed snow, melting visibly to the naked eye until they turned into a line of blue smoke and dissipated in the tavern!

Click~

As the last thunder fell, the dark clouds dispersed.

The airflow in the tavern also slowly calmed down.

Phew~

An Qisheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his Qi seeds had condensed, and his whole body was once again filled with strength.

"Huh?"

But the next moment, he raised his brows and saw something extremely surprising.

Then the thunderous masculinity dissipated.

In the tavern, the three-headed demon that disappeared into smoke suddenly appeared again, dressed as the waiter, shopkeeper, and proprietress as when they entered.

"The breath of strangers"

The moment the three-headed demons appeared, different expressions appeared on their faces:

"My lord, donkey meat replenishes qi, blood, and nourishes the internal organs. Do you really not want some?"

It seemed that, having lost the memory of the moment before his death, he pounced again without knowing whether to live or die.

"How is this possible?"

The shock on Sa Wuling's face never dissipated, and he was so shocked that his face went numb.

People can become ghosts after they die, but ghosts can still live after death?

What is going on?

"interesting"

An Qisheng looked at the three-headed demons that were attacking again, and an electric snake seemed to flash in his eyes:

"Immortal?"

boom!

The air waves burst out, and the masculine blood energy surged freely, completely submerging the three-headed demon ghosts in an even more turbulent and domineering manner.

Visible to the naked eye, the three-headed demons howled and hissed, and finally turned into blue smoke and disappeared.

"The breath of strangers"

But the moment the blood energy dissipated, in the Yin energy, the three-headed demon ghost slowly pulled out from the void again.

Bang!

The bloody masculinity reappeared, and the three-headed demons howled miserably and turned into blue smoke.

"stranger"

Bang!

Again and again!

The three-headed demons and ghosts resurrected again and again, and An Qisheng stirred up his Qi seeds and burst out his aura again and again.

Dead and alive again, alive and dead again

For a while, the screams of the three demons in the tavern as they were dying did not stop!

Sa Wuling on the side was holding a yellow dog. He was dumbfounded and didn't know what to make of his expression.

I thought that I had lived for so many years and had seen everything, but I never thought that I was still too young.

After life and death again and again, An Qisheng finally saw clearly.

These three demons were etched in this tavern. If the tavern was not destroyed, they would not die!

In other words, they are forever fixed at the moment when they sell donkey meat to someone.

The meaning of survival is to sell donkey meat.

"Ahem! Little brother! It's useless for you to do this."

Chang Lin, who had witnessed the whole scene, had his eyes twitching. Seeing that An Qisheng seemed to be taking the trouble, he finally couldn't help it anymore:

"They can't be killed at all. Even the Great Master Yuanshen can't kill them in this tavern."

"It's true that it can't be killed."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, no longer stimulating the burst of energy, and he was too lazy to do things that were a waste of effort.

"The breath of strangers"

The three-headed demon ghost revived again. He couldn't remember how many times he had been killed, and he still asked ferociously:

"My lord, donkey meat replenishes qi and blood and benefits the internal organs. Do you really not want some?"

Taoist Changlin walked into the tavern, took care of his posture, and spoke calmly:

"Here are three pounds of donkey meat, half a pound of donkey offal, one portion of donkey tendons, one portion of donkey ears, and two ounces of wine to taste."

His voice was neither high nor low, just like a normal customer ordering food.

But after hearing his words, the flying movements of the three-headed monsters stopped and they were nailed to the ground.

Then all the ferociousness was removed, and a smile appeared on his face, with a hint of gentleness:

"Sir, please wait a moment."

The waiter quickly cleared the tables, chairs and benches, the shopkeeper bent down to wipe the tables and chairs, and the landlady went to the kitchen.

For a moment, it was so harmonious.

Sa Wuling's eyes widened, and he actually saw a hint of harmony in it.

"Right code?"

An Qisheng was also a little bit dumbfounded, but he also vaguely guessed something.

"Secret code? It's almost the same. This is a reenactment of the scene when a certain big shot came here. These three demons may not have been ghosts at that time. They are immortal just because they came into contact with that big shot."

Taoist Changlin walked into the tavern, sighed slightly and said:

"Such a power can be considered earth-shattering."

Behind him was the little Taoist boy Ming Xin who was following suit. He was not shocked when he heard the words, as if he had already heard about it.

"Because once you meet that big shot, you will become immortal?"

Sa Wuling was dumbfounded, as if listening to a myth.

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, but he shook his head:

"The ones who are alive are no longer them. Such immortality is completely meaningless."

After so many trials, he had already figured out that these three demons, including the one in the kitchen that had never appeared, were four in total, but they were actually neither humans nor ghosts.

Worse than an earthbound spirit, it is a reflection of that day forever trapped in its past.

Therefore, even he cannot collect spiritual imprints, because they do not exist at all, let alone have spirit.

"That's true, but if this restaurant doesn't appear once a hundred years, it would be extremely harmful if it only lasts for one day at a time."

Taoist Changlin nodded, then bowed and said:

"The old Taoist priest comes from the Golden Bell Tower. This is my little disciple Ming Xin."

"Sanren, An Qisheng."

An Qisheng also returned the gesture.

This old Taoist priest has an average appearance, but his strength is quite high. He is much better than the old eunuch, but he has some level of cultivation.

"An Qisheng?"

Taoist Chang Lin thought for a moment and did not think of such a famous figure in the spiritual world, but he silently wrote down his name.

"I am a poor Taoist from Wuling, a Taoist named in the Heavenly Will Sect."

Sa Wuling also rushed to answer.

"oh."

Taoist Changlin nodded calmly.

Sa Wuling didn't care about his indifference. He had seen too many similar things in the past few decades. He was quite happy to see the old Dao's reaction and asked again:

"May I ask, sir, who is the big shot you are talking about?"

Immortal.

Is this the ultimate pursuit of a practitioner?

"That big shot is"

A trace of doubt and pain appeared on Taoist Changlin's face. He shook his head and said, "Maybe it's been a long time ago. Who is that, the old Taoist, but I can't remember it?"

As he spoke, he looked at the young apprentice behind him:

"Mingxin, if you read through the Dao Zang, can you remember who that big shot is?"

Although Jinzhonglou is a small sect, its inheritance is quite long. The first thing a Taoist apprentice has to do is to read through the Taoist canon.

His disciple was born with intelligence, but he had already passed this level in just three to five years.

The little Taoist boy Mingxin opened his mouth, but suddenly his mind went blank, and he said:

"this"

"I don't remember."

The little Taoist boy's face turned red and he was ashamed.

"Hmph! If you don't take your homework seriously, this time when you go back, I have to copy and hide it eight thousand times!"

"ah?"

The little Taoist boy Ming Xin's face suddenly fell, and he said sadly: "Yes"

I was also wondering, why did I forget it?

He was born with intelligence and intelligence. He could memorize everything he saw at a glance. He could learn it quickly and master it in a short time. This had never happened before.

"Sir, your donkey meat"

At this time, the waiter came up with wine and food, smiling broadly.

"It's up to the Taoist priest to enjoy the food and wine on his own."

An Qisheng glanced at the meaty food and wine, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the white-bone human demon that was burnt black by the electric current and severely injured.

Sa Wuling was also a little nauseous and had already guessed what the donkey meat was.

"That's the Bone Man Demon"

Taoist Changlin's face just changed, Taoist Mingxin had already blurted out the words, and his eyes when he looked at An Qisheng changed instantly.

"This brother has a masculine aura and has never practiced the Bone Man Demon."

Taoist Changlin waved his hand to stop his disciple's exclamation:

"If you don't practice this method, there will be no difference whether it's a skeleton, a human, a demon, or a weapon, it's nothing."

He was not surprised.

Although the Yixie Dao was exterminated back then, the Dafa of the sect was widely spread by that real person. However, it cannot be said that seeing a white-bone human demon will determine that someone is a member of the Yixie Dao.

At least, 99% of this young man, whom he could not see clearly, had not practiced the Skeleton Man's magic.

Otherwise, if the Bone Man Demon is so injured, how can he be so relaxed and content as his master?

"The Taoist priest is quite open-minded."

An Qisheng slightly arched his hands:

"An still has important matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave."

"Goodbye."

Taoist Changlin also smiled.

The two of them turned around and left. As soon as they left the door, they heard a donkey braying loudly.

Ahhhhhh~~

In the donkey shed, the screaming donkey shook its body wildly and rushed against the donkey shed.

There was lightning and thunder just now, and many donkeys were frightened to the point of peeing and peeing in the air. This was the screaming donkey writhing in it, no less than swimming in a manure pit. Sa Wuling's face turned blue and he retched repeatedly.

An Qisheng took a look, and as soon as he raised his hand, he heard Taoist Changlin shouting inside:

"Little brother, please wait a minute! If you can trust Pindao, leave these matters to Pindao, so that they won't die unjustly."

After hearing what the old man said, the donkey shed suddenly became quiet.

"That's it, thank you sir."

An Qisheng was happy to save the trouble, glanced at the donkey shed, turned and left.

Less than a hundred feet away, looking back, the Yinsi Tavern had disappeared into the night, as if it had never existed.

The fourth update is completed, good night everyone. Dogs still have some character, right?