Great Dao Ji

Replacing the power of incense with Qi seeds, thus gathering the city gods of the world, is extremely useful to An Qisheng.

He cultivates Qi seeds, which are essentially the magnetic field of heaven and earth.

The great Tai Chi of heaven and earth complements the small Tai Chi of the human body, and then the big and small are reversed, and the small replaces the big, and then success is achieved.

How can the power of one person replace the power of the crowd?

Therefore, gathering the city gods is a necessary step for An Qisheng.

However, this step must be taken without any trouble, but it must be notified to avoid adding enemies.

As soon as An Qisheng finished speaking, the mountains were quiet.

The throats of many city gods surged, and there was a ray of hope in their eyes: "Are you going to see the capital city god? Or the seventh master?"

The county, prefecture, and state city gods have no direct relationship of governance, but the capital city god is different. This ghost god who used to be under the seat of the Lord of the Netherworld, the thousand-year-old city god, can truly influence the city gods of the world.

And Bai Wuchang Xie Qi, of course, needless to say.

He is one of the eight kings of the Netherworld, and now the real controller of the Netherworld.

Of course, they hope it is the latter.

Because in the current situation, only the seventh master can subdue the world, even if it is the real person of Tianyi, he has to bow his head.

"The Netherworld cannot go for the time being."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

The Taiji Mountains contain the original Jiaoyuan Mountain. He wants to go to the Netherworld, although he can go.

He originally thought of going there after refining the three flowers, but in an attempt a few months ago, he felt the emperor in the Netherworld again.

Entering the Netherworld will inevitably be noticed by the emperor.

He couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, but it was obvious that he couldn't go to the netherworld for the time being.

"Ah?"

The hope in the eyes of many city gods dimmed.

Sun Qi forced a smile and said:

"Now the old city god is trapped in the capital, where the real Tianyi is, how can you see him?"

An Qisheng knew the thoughts of the city gods, smiled faintly and said:

"Who said I want to see Qin Wuyi?"

"Then who are you?"

Sun Qi's eyelids jumped and he lost his voice: "You, you want to see the Seventh Master?!"

Sun Qi's voice trembled with the next two words.

The bodies of other city gods were also shocked.

"No."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly and said seriously:

"He wants to see me."

Jinzhong Mountain, behind the gate of the Golden Bell Tower, in a pavilion.

Beside the stone table, the little Taoist boy Mingxin squatted on the ground and fanned the fire carefully, and the wine gradually warmed up.

"Master, stop busying yourself, the wine is about to boil!"

After a while, he shouted at the top of his voice.

In the distant mountains and snow, Taoist Changlin's figure was up and down, muttering something, and his ten fingers were pinching like a storm.

Mana gathered one by one, and talismans visible to the naked eye emerged from the air, and under his guidance, they sank into the mountains.

He was repairing the mountain protection formation.

The removal of three mountains by the city gods had little impact on his formation. If it was normal times, he would not bother to pay attention.

But now it is not possible.

He has a short life span and is about to die. The world has changed several times. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that a catastrophe is brewing. How can he not be careful?

Otherwise, once the catastrophe comes, his disciples will have no chance of survival.

Over the past year or so, he has spent most of his time repairing the mountain protection formation, and the rest of the time is to teach his disciples skills and spells.

He looked serious and ignored the shouts of the little Taoist boy. He kept pinching his fingers and evolving many talismans in the void.

Buzz~

At a certain moment, as a talisman fell, a buzzing sound suddenly rose among the mountains.

It was like an extremely large copper bell was struck. The huge bell sound echoed in the mountains for a long time, and many hibernating beasts were awakened by the shock.

The invisible sound of the bell tower flashed and disappeared among the mountains.

"Huh!"

At this time, Taoist Changlin slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself:

"In this way, even if a real person with supernatural powers comes to the door, if he is not proficient in breaking the formation, he cannot break this formation. Even if he does, Mingxin will have enough time to escape.

However, it is necessary to arrange a large teleportation formation. Calculating the time, working day and night, maybe it can be arranged and completed."

"Master? Master!"

Listening to the shouts of the disciples in the distance, Taoist Changlin shook his head helplessly: "Be patient!"

At this time, he couldn't help but regret that he protected this disciple too well. He was afraid that he was too naive and could be easily harmed by others.

Next, he would teach him how to be a man.

With a thought in his mind, he rose and fell, jumped over the mountain, and fell behind the gate of the Golden Bell Tower.

"Huh?!"

As soon as he landed, Taoist Changlin's heart jumped and he almost cried out.

In the pavilion on the back mountain, the little Taoist boy Mingxin ran back and forth, bringing wine and food, and on the stone table, there was a Taoist in white!

The Taoist sat with his back to him, and his face was not visible, only his back was visible.

However, just seeing his back made his breathing a little difficult, as if a big stone was pressing on his heart.

Some people forget after seeing, while some people will never forget after seeing once.

This Taoist is undoubtedly one of them.

Not to mention the scene at Taiji Mountain, he still remembers the experience before the Yinsi Tavern.

A person without any magic power can be so powerful.

Later, he heard the familiar city god talk about the attack of Tianyi Zhenren, and was shocked, unbelievable, and deeply awed.

This person is already the strongest person in Liangzhou today.

News in the spiritual world always spreads very quickly.

"call!"

Taoist Changlin's chest rose and fell for a moment, then he stepped forward.

He wasn't that afraid of someone who was about to die, not to mention that his only disciple was still there, busy as a fool.

I have no idea what kind of person is sitting there.

At the same time, he was also secretly shocked. His square formation was rooted in the earth's mountains and rivers, and coincided with the celestial phenomena and stars. Even a great master who had survived the thunder tribulation would not be able to step into it so easily, right?

Is this real person already close to that level?

An Qisheng sat upright, glanced at the food and wine, and nodded slightly:

"The wine is good, the food is good, and the children are very obedient."

“As long as real people like it”

Taoist Changlin didn't even feel bad about his treasure being taken out, and said with a forced smile.

He didn't know what this real person wanted to do when he came here to find him, but just as he didn't want to see the people of the Tianyi Sect, he didn't want to care about anything or get involved in the dying people. He just wanted to teach his disciples before he died. Make arrangements.

However, the guest was bullying the host, so he could only hold his nose and accept the guest.

"There is a spiritual mountain nine hundred miles away from Jinzhong Mountain. Does the Taoist Master know about it?"

An Qisheng glanced at Taoist Changlin.

With the strength of his consciousness at this time, he could determine a person's life span to the millisecond at a glance.

There won't be any deviation.

Of course, this is without any external interference.

This Taoist is covered with dark clouds and has a black energy surrounding him. It is obvious that he has a short lifespan, probably only 2,432 days to live.

This is Tianshou, and there are only a few ways in the world that can extend life.

But obviously, it is not within the reach of Taoist Changlin.

"Spiritual Mountain"

Taoist Changlin's eyelids twitched, and he gritted his teeth and spit out two words: "Virtue"

His face trembled when he said this name, and he could only spy on himself for not being careful in accepting a disciple.

In fact, the reason why he deployed the mountain-protecting formation in the first place was because of his virtue.

"Yes, the old monk seems to be waiting for something."

An Qisheng tapped the table and motioned for Taoist Changlin to sit down.

After the Tathagata Academy's plan to settle in Liangzhou was disrupted, De Xing did not give up. What happened later was so sudden that they naturally had no intention of joining in the battle between the Tianyi Sect and the Yinsi City God.

Therefore, De Xing has been staying in Liangzhou, first to recover from his injuries, and secondly to wait.

He's waiting for me to die!

Taoist Chang Lin's eyes twitched, he didn't know what was going on.

In fact, he originally planned to find virtue to clean up the door after everything was arranged, but in the end, his path was cut off!

"I dare to ask, Master, if you are here today, do you have anything important to say?"

Taoist Changlin calmed down and had no intention of getting into a fight with An Qisheng, and said directly:

"To be honest with you, I don't have much time left as an old master. In the remaining days, I only want to cultivate disciples. I don't want to, and I can't get involved in other things."

The little Taoist boy from Mingxin was obediently waiting on one side, quietly looking at An Qisheng from time to time.

He had also heard of An Qisheng's deeds. Taoist Changlin had warned him more than once not to go to Tai Chi Mountain even if he left the mountain.

"Taoist Priest is a cheerful person, but today, I'm not here to find you."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly:

"Of course, I don't want to trouble the Taoist priest."

"this?"

Taoist Changlin was stunned at first, and then his body trembled. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that more than a year ago, he entered the Netherworld from the Yinsi Tavern, was chased by countless ghosts, and after all his magical weapons were destroyed, he encountered a great Netherworld ghost.

When he saw that he was defeated, the big demon suddenly ran away like it was seeing the most terrifying thing in the world.

At that time, he just thought that there were ghosts and gods passing by, but at this time, he suddenly heard a sound.

When the big demon escaped, it let out a shrill howl and ghost language.

In terms of human words, it is:

Seventh Master!

But he didn't remember this memory until now? !

Could it be

Phew~

There seemed to be a dark wind blowing by, and the temperature inside the gate of the Golden Bell Tower dropped sharply. Although the little Taoist boy Mingxin couldn't understand what An Qisheng and his master were saying, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill.

He stepped back involuntarily, wanting to speak out, but an inexplicable depression arose in his heart.

In fact, there seemed to be no sound among the mountains for a moment, as if the heaven and earth were dormant at this time.

"I"

Taoist Changlin's lips wriggled and his face turned livid.

Have guessed something.

"This time I borrowed a banquet and a pavilion from the Taoist priest, but I won't borrow it in vain. After all, you have to decide whether you borrow or return it."

An Qisheng picked up the wine glass and looked at Taoist Changlin who was trembling as if frozen:

"Thank you Qi Ye!"

It’s finally written, good night everyone. I'm really sorry for waiting until now.