I Pushed Through The Weird World

Chapter 245 The catastrophe of Taiping Taoist Temple (additional update for leader Di Zai)

In Wuding City, an experienced meditator suddenly opened his eyes.

Do not know why.

He suddenly felt frightened, as if a disaster was imminent.

"It's strange. There is no master in Wuding City who dares to mess with my Taiping Taoist Temple. Why do I feel so upset?"

Wuding City has a low population, a long history of red tide, and insufficient resources. It is the kind of city that big forces look down on and small forces cannot afford to make trouble.

Only at Taiping Taoist Temple, practicing requires collecting incense, so there are Innate masters stationed here.

Logically speaking, I shouldn't have a crisis sense.

However, Taiping Taoism techniques are the most important for blessings and misfortunes.

Although the old Taoist was confused, he still took out a talisman and prepared to contact his master.

Sudden.

There was a flash of white light in the sky outside, illuminating this ordinary Taoist temple.

Boom~

Thunder exploded one after another.

The old Taoist looked towards the yard and his pupils shrank.

It seems that there is a person standing there?

"who?"

The old Taoist stretched out his hand, and more than ten clay figures appeared in front of him.

"I?"

A cold voice came from the outside world.

"Who am I? It depends on your answer."

"If you are satisfied, I am the opportunity. If you are not satisfied, I will be the mourner who sends you out of this world!"

Pa da~

The sound of footsteps came to the box from outside.

The other party wants to come in!

Combined with the feeling I had just now, I am afraid that the other party is not doing well.

The old Taoist no longer hesitated, and the power of his soul inspired: "Huangtian is above, my disciple Xu Song, please ask the protector to come down to earth!"

Buzz~

Rays of brilliance descended from the void onto the dozen clay sculptures in front of the old Taoist.

next moment.

More than a dozen golden armored generals appeared out of thin air in the courtyard.

"Four armor and four ding, two generals guarding the gate, give it to me!"

"Earth Evil Tiangang, protect!"

It seems slow, but it's actually instant.

Twelve rays of light enveloped the old Taoist in the glass house.

Snap.

The footsteps stopped at the door.

"Eh~"

Along with a long sigh, a strange crying sound appeared in the house.

The old man's body trembled, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

His neck stiffened and he looked behind him.

I saw three thin paper figures with red cheeks and stiff expressions appearing on the table behind him.

Three paper figures, golden boys and girls, followed by a female paper figure, crying.

Listening to the cries, the old Taoist felt upset, as if if he continued to let them cry, terror would befall him.

"Kill them!"

He pointed at three paper figures, ready to strike first!

But there was no movement at all behind him.

The old Taoist felt something was wrong. He faced the altar and pinched the common people's peace seal with his hand: "Huang Tian is above, my disciple Xu Song"

"Hehe~"

The sinister laughter sounded above his head.

He subconsciously looked up and suddenly found that something was wrong with the statue of Ancestor Huangtian on the altar table.

Why is the ancestor so white, so gloomy, and so like a paper man?

A fear of the unknown appeared in the heart of this Innate master.

"run!"

The old Taoist felt cruel and urged to use life-saving measures.

"Hehe~"

The sinister laughter sounded again, impacting his heart.

This time.

Bang~

There was a muffled sound on the ground.

The consciousness in Lao Dao's eyes slowly disappeared, his hand was unable to release the Taiping Seal, and his body hit the ground heavily.

The last moment of losing consciousness.

He vaguely saw twelve paper figures staring directly at him behind him!

But aren't those his own divine guardian generals?

Along with the veteran consciousness fell into silence.

The flickering light in the room slowly dimmed, and the twelve mighty divine generals lost the support of their soul power and turned into clay sculptures again, scattered alone on the ground.

Could everything just now be an illusion?

crunch~

The door was pushed open.

"The paper man said, it's really weird."

Gu Yan sighed as he looked at the old Taoist with weak breath and dead soul on the ground.

The moment he saw him, the Innate master of Taiping Taoist Temple was contaminated by him.

Although he could blow up the left-handed Innate with one punch, or control the opponent instantly with a blood moon, the weird meme-like method of Paper Humanity couldn't do it.

Gu Yan pointed his finger at Lao Dao's body and vomited softly in his mouth.

"Festival!"

An invisible force descended on Lao Dao's body from Gu Yan's mouth.

next moment.

The old man who was still relatively chubby actually shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His saggy skin began to turn white, and a strange smile appeared on his face. Two wisps of blush appeared out of thin air on his shriveled cheeks, like a paper man.

The frivolous paper man climbed up from the ground, like a slave, and knelt in front of Gu Yan: "Hehe~ Xu Song has met the master, thank the master for giving him a new life."

In the blink of an eye.

Gu Yan now has an Innate paper figurine on his hand!

"It's a pity that if I keep this paper man at my command, I won't be able to get source power and special substances."

Gu Yan glanced at the panel with disappointment, walked to a chair aside and sat down: "Taiping Temple is responsible for guiding the souls in Wuding City, but are you responsible?"

The old paper man nodded respectfully: "Hehe~ Master, it's all me."

This hee hee sounds noisy and eerie.

But this seems to be some kind of rule, even Gu Yan, who created it, can't order the other party to restrain himself from making such a strange laugh.

Gu Yan frowned slightly, and showed it the projections of Li Wei and Li Xiaoli.

"Li Wei, Li Yun, you were drawn by your Taiping Taoist temple in the winter of the 138th year of the Great Wei calendar. Now, tell me the whereabouts of these two souls!"

The old man turned into a paper man, but he can still use the methods he used in his life!

It stretched out its shriveled palm, and a stone flew out of the bag at its waist, turning into a line of recorded text in the void.

"Hee hee~ Master, this is their current record."

Gu Yan looked at the words.

Li Wei: During his lifetime, he was a military officer, Qi and Blood Realm, with a tiger in his heart, but his aptitude is dull, so he can be a Dharma protector (has been assigned to his disciple Wu Sisheng.)

Li Yun: Before he was alive, he was a mortal official with no cultivation and no characteristics. He could be a servant of Taoist temples (already assigned to Yunze Mansion as a slave to the Taoist temple.)

The text part is the approval document.

Behind it is distribution.

"It's too late after all!"

Seeing the twelve clay sculptures under the old paper figurine, Gu Yan shook his right hand in anger.

Bang~

The air exploded.

Gu Yan's eyes showed a cold light.

Why was he so angry when he knew that Li Wei's uncle and nephew had been dragged away by the Taoist temple?

It is because the so-called protectors and servants in these Taoist temples are actually puppets.

The soul is the material.

In this situation.

Even if I rescued them, what I got were only two insane tools, not the intelligent uncle and nephew Li Wei!

Phew~

Hot breath spurted out from Gu Yan's mouth.

If it was drawn by the gods or sent to the underworld, the soul of Li Wei's uncle and nephew would need to be transformed first.

With this time difference, I have a chance to save them.

But now

The most painful thing in the world is not not getting what you want, but getting hope, and finally the hope is shattered!

Gu Yan is very angry now!

"Since you use the souls of all living beings as resources to sacrifice and refine them into tools, then I will turn all of you into paper figurines."

A cold murmur echoed in the room.

These Taoist temples are limited by resources, and the number of disciples is often limited, and they are completely different from the Taoist temples of Gu Yan's previous life, that is, leftist monks with the same name.

Moreover, even in the cultivation novels of Gu Yan's previous life, such cultivating forces as Taiping Taoist Temple can only be regarded as Demonic Cultivators!

Use human flesh and blood to make elixirs.

Refining human souls into Dharma protector generals and handyman slaves.

Use human negative emotions to practice secret techniques.

Unique practice techniques.

It determines that human beings are materials to them.

In Taiping Taoist Temple, from top to bottom, no one is innocent!

Gu Yan's eyes boiled with murderous intent.

Accompanying the paper man Lao Dao, he unreservedly reported the power distribution of Taiping Taoist Temple.

Everywhere in the Wei Dynasty.

Seeds hidden in the soil and in the flesh of animals took root and sprouted at terrifying speeds, turning into various flesh and blood creatures and flying to various places in Taiping Taoist Temple.

It's just that compared to before, apart from the dissipating chaotic aura, these flesh-and-blood creatures now have a little more chill, as if they were paper figurines with flesh and blood.

Almost at the same time.

In the main hall of the Taiping Taoist Temple headquarters, the statue of Taojun Huangtian, which has been worshiped for hundreds of years, left blood and tears out of thin air.

next moment.

In the Taiping Taoist Temple, all the Innate monks felt that a disaster was about to happen!

A series of figures appeared in the main hall of the Taoist temple.

When they saw the blood and tears left by the statue of Daojun Huangtian, they were all shocked, angry and frightened.

"The statue weeps blood, what a disaster!"

But no matter how panicked they were, they could never imagine that the disaster that was about to come was just because of two extremely insignificant soul materials.

As time passed, the fear and palpitations in their hearts became more and more intense.

Finally, a gray-haired old man couldn't bear it anymore.

His round face was full of fear, and his voice trembled: "In this case, please ask Ancestor!"

Taiping Taoist Temple also has Divine Ability Realm masters.

Just because of the method of practice.

The ancestors would usually keep their souls in the ancestral spirit hall to enjoy the bliss, so as to prevent the filth in the void from contaminating their souls.

Although this tricky method saves a lot of precious treasures to cleanse the soul, it also has sequelae.

Once the spirit returns to its place, the price to pay is very high!

It's just that at this time, the family is about to be destroyed. How can these Innate masters dare to care about this?

Once someone takes the lead.

The main hall, which was originally noisy, suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

"Please ancestor!"

Innate masters one by one, stood up according to their positions, and muttered words.

The chaotic soul power stirred the void.

An illusory mountain peak appeared above the Taoist temple.

Green mountains and green waters, surrounded by flying cranes.

At the top of the mountain is a huge courtyard.

Indistinctly, a large number of women's charming laughter came from the courtyard

When the screen is going to move forward.

Boom~

The sky above Taiping Taoist Temple shook.

An old man appeared out of thin air above the heads of these Innates.

With a dignified expression, he looked at the disciples and grandchildren below: "Why did you suddenly call me out of the Ancestral Spirit Hall!"

Everyone just wanted to report the vision.

"Hehe~"

Cold and treacherous laughter suddenly poured into their perception from all directions.

The fear accumulated in the hearts of these Innate masters reached its limit at this moment!

coming!

The warning disaster has come!

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(End of chapter)