Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"What exactly happened here?"

Taoist Bing looked around at the temples that had lost maintenance and were damaged.

His expression was unusually solemn.

Then he lowered his head slightly and looked at the human skin in his hand, his face darkened slightly:

"It's a monk from Xituozhou...the flesh and blood has been completely drained."

Although only human skin is left, the identities of these human skins can still be identified through subtle identification of the skins.

These are the remnants of third- and fourth-level Xi Tuozhou monks.

The first and second levels were not seen, perhaps because the magic power of these two cannot completely temper the physical body and cannot be retained.

"But what happened to these monks?"

Such doubts suddenly arose in Taoist Bing's heart.

He turned slightly, pushed open the door and walked into a well-preserved temple.

However, I saw that the Buddha statues enshrined in these temples were safe and sound, and the burnt incense ashes still remained in the incense burners in front of them.

You can vaguely smell the sandalwood in the air.

You can even hear faint echoes of Sanskrit sounds.

The worship mat in front of the Buddha statue has not yet been tidied up and is a bit messy.

The futons used by the monks to worship the Buddha and chant sutras are also randomly placed on both sides of the Buddhist hall.

It seemed as if these monks were just going out to do morning lessons and would be back soon.

It seemed that something urgent had happened, so he left the temple in a hurry without even having time to sort it out.

Everything seemed so rushed, with a hint of unexplained urgency.

And these temples failed to welcome back their owners after all.

Standing silently in the corner of this vast white ice field.

It seems like it will last for a long, long time.

Taoist Bing scanned it carefully for a week, but ultimately found nothing more.

We can only infer that the initiator of all this happened very suddenly.

"Did you encounter a demon sect? Or something else?"

Taoist Bing couldn't help but ponder.

Such speculations came to some direction until he saw a shocking, curved scratch behind a collapsed temple door wall.

The main body is good at controlling beasts. Affected by this, Taoist Bing could tell almost at a glance that this scratch was definitely not caused by the monk's spell or magic weapon.

"A ferocious beast?"

"Or a spiritual beast?"

Spirit beasts are intelligent, but this does not mean that spirit beasts are easy to get along with.

It may not be impossible to attack the monks in Xituozhou.

The only thing worth debating is that although many of the god-transforming monks in Xituo Continent tried to mend the sky with their bodies when the sky changed, in such a large continent, even without these god-transforming monks, those in the Nascent Soul Realm There will definitely be no shortage of those who are in the golden elixir realm.

What kind of spiritual or ferocious beast could cause so much harm to these Xituozhou monks?

"Fifth level?"

Taoist Bing shook his head slightly in his heart.

This possibility is really unlikely. The restrictions of heaven and earth are not just for monks.

"Level 4...unless you are like the Wu Yuan King."

But Taoist Bing immediately shook his head.

Wu Yuan King integrated the two secret methods of the Void Refining inheritance "Yuan Kong Wuxiang" and the God Transformation inheritance "Nine Transformations of the Ape God" by Master Xin Yuan of Xituozhou. He has grown from a mere second-order low-grade spiritual beast to the present, and even Can Kankan be able to fight against the monks who transform themselves into gods.

In addition to Wu Yuan Wang's own extraordinary talent, there are also reasons why the main body cultivates it regardless of cost.

Spiritual beasts or ferocious beasts in the wild, even if they have the bloodline of divine beasts, are probably no match for the Wu Yuan King at the same level.

Unless there are a large number of such spiritual beasts attacking.

But where could there be so many high-level spiritual beasts in this wasteland?

Taoist Bing pondered for a while, then raised his hand to collect all the magic weapons in the abandoned temple, and gathered all the human skins and clothes in one place for burial.

It's not that he has pity in his heart, but that he remembers the feelings of the monks who patched up the sky in Xituozhou in the past. These monks from Xituozhou who suffered a catastrophic disaster on the far north ice sheet are, after all, their younger disciples. If he hadn't met That's all. Now that I see it, it can be regarded as a slight expression of my feelings.

"However...according to what the main body said, the solution to the problem of the reproduction of Taoist spirit beasts falls on Beihai Continent, but where is it?"

Taoist Bing inevitably felt a little confused in his heart.

He had a clear mind, but the way of divination was as mysterious as the word "North". He didn't know where to start, so after thinking for a long time, he finally decided to follow the original plan and lead him towards his former master's wife Mu Lianxu. Traveling to the Arctic ice abyss for spiritual practice.

He has now reached the bottleneck in the ice method. If he takes a step further, he can condense the Taoist machine and then move towards becoming a god.

It's just that this step, which seems so close, is actually the end of the world.

If one cannot clearly understand one's own nature and understand it thoroughly, it may take another thousand or even ten thousand years to reach this point.

These thoughts in my mind are fleeting.

Walking on the vast ice fields, looking at the icebergs and snowfields, the blue sea and jade lakes...

Although this world is extremely cold, it can also be said to be the ultimate realm on earth.

It's just that Taoist Bing didn't have too many disturbances in his heart.

He knew very well that under this beautiful ice field was the huge black turtle that emerged from the sky when the sky changed.

It would be fine if the black turtle didn't move, but if there was any movement, looking at the entire Kokura world, no one would be able to bear it.

All the way to the north, let the wind and frost hit your face.

Perhaps because the black turtle had moved before, the environment and mountains and landforms here were completely different from those in previous memories.

Even he didn't know the direction of the Arctic Ice Abyss at all. He could only detect the source of the cold wind in the sky through his spiritual consciousness and make a rough judgment.

As the cold current becomes stronger and stronger, the chill contained in it becomes more and more intense.

He was also increasingly able to feel that he was getting closer and closer to the Arctic Ice Abyss.

Taoist Bing was born in this cold. Feeling the coldness in the cold current, he felt inexplicably like a wanderer returning home.

This feeling inexplicably touched his Taoism.

He could vaguely feel that if he could return to the Arctic Ice Abyss and use the tens of thousands of years of coldness contained there to practice hard for a while, he might really be able to gain something.

But before he had time to think too much, he suddenly noticed movement.

Looking far into the distance, I saw three black spots running at high speed on the snow-white ice field at the end of my sight.

And in front of these three black spots, there was a piece of golden light, passing quickly from his sight.

One after another, hurried and urgent.

"Um?"

Taoist Bing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he couldn't see clearly, his spiritual consciousness had already noticed something abnormal.

Suddenly he lowered his head and looked into his sleeves, only to see that many of the magic weapons he had collected in the ruins of the temple were all trembling in unison.

It seemed like I felt something.

"A monk from Xituozhou?"

Taoist Bing pondered slightly, and then quickly flew towards the golden light.

It's just that although he was fast, the black spots were closer to the golden light, and he almost hit them soon.

Seeing this, Taoist Bing did not dare to show any signs of neglect.

With a thought, the magic power changes.

Ice and snow suddenly covered the world.

In an instant, his figure melted away like ice and snow.

…

"quick!"

"Be careful!"

"Don't let these extraterrestrial demons break in!"

Large swaths of wind and snow were shattered by a golden light.

In the golden light, the monk "Youping" with a weathered face and a skinny appearance was running away at high speed while shouting urgently.

Feeling the three black figures behind him who moved like the wind, whose appearance was completely unclear, as well as the other monks shrouded in golden light.

Although his expression remained unchanged, his heart was extremely anxious.

"Why are there so many here this time? There are actually three of them. This is terrible!"

He couldn't help but look anxiously toward the northwest end.

There, a white waterfall-like cold current rose in the distance, blew into the sky, and spread in all directions.

I tried my best to calculate the distance in my mind.

At the same time, the golden light on his body became more and more exciting. While protecting the monks behind him, he could also keep out the 'extraterrestrial demons'.

But this kind of blocking can only have a temporary effect.

These extraterrestrial demons pounced on the golden light, and the dim light surged like a black cloud, quickly eroding the protection put up by the monks in large pieces.

In the sound of ‘click, click’.

In the blink of an eye, only a thin layer of dim golden light was left.

"Uncle Youping, don't worry about us, go there quickly!"

The monk behind him shouted anxiously.

Other monks also spoke out:

"They eat our flesh and blood. This is my uncle's chance to escape. Master, go quickly..."

You Ping's face trembled and he shouted angrily:

"No nonsense!"

Then he suddenly turned his head to look at the black cloud covering their protective golden light, calculating rapidly in his mind, with a flash of determination in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"We can all survive! Don't give up, as long as you get there!"

Over the years, he has witnessed too many monks in Xi Tuozhou die either actively or passively.

His heart should have been as solid as ice, calm and indifferent.

But at this moment, he still couldn't accept that these young bright and hard-working people had left before him.

There are fewer and fewer monks in Xituozhou, and they really can't bear any more losses.

However, determination is determination, and the facts will not change based on Youhei's determination.

Soon, the thin layer of golden light shattered under the devouring of these extraterrestrial demons.

"careful!"

You Ping's complexion suddenly changed!

A monk of Ming Dynasty who was closest to the black cloud resolutely turned all the remaining mana into a Buddha's hand at the same moment as the golden light shattered, pushing the other monks away without any hesitation, and turned his head. He ran head-on into the incoming black cloud.

"Ming An!!"

"Junior brother!"

The monks' expressions changed one after another, either looking sad or furious.

"Walk!"

Although he was equally filled with grief and anger, Youping still had to grit his teeth and take the opportunity to wrap everyone up, and with the palm Ming An launched before his death, he quickly flew towards the cold current in the northwest.

I just glanced at it with my peripheral vision, but I watched Ming An fall into this black cloud. Then almost at the same moment, a piece of human skin floated out of this black cloud, and was soon covered by countless wind and snow. Buried, there is no trace of brightness left in the world...

The black cloud stopped for less than a breath, then pounced on him again.

A fourth-level early monk monk sacrificed his own life, but he could only stop it for such a short time.

When all the monks saw this scene, they were all extremely sad and angry.

There are tens of thousands of Buddhist kingdoms in Xituozhou. Although the outstanding monks in each major Buddhist kingdom will take the name of the Dharma according to fixed generations, such as "heart, compassion, illumination, tranquility, brightness, suffering, happiness...", but they are different from each other. In fact, the gap between them is also very serious.

Different Buddhist countries often have different inheritances.

Corpse-eating monk, ascetic monk, silent monk, joyful monk...

Even within the same lineage, different Buddhist kingdoms are differentiated due to differences in teachers and concepts.

It is common for Buddhist kingdoms to despise each other and even fight.

It's just that all these disputes quickly turned into three factions after the great flood. They either defended Xituo Continent, or took other continents, or were in a dilemma of neutrality.

Of these three sects, when the sky changed, after the elders such as Ci Wu and others used their bodies to mend the sky, and the demons from outside the territory took advantage of the Tubizhou monks to reincarnate and massacre the monks, only one sect remained.

Live!

Because of this common goal, all the remaining monks, regardless of their differences in concepts or grievances between them, all worked together to stay warm and survive in the extreme northern wilderness.

It was also for the same reason that when I saw my companions being devoured by these extraterrestrial demons, they couldn't even make any waves.

The monks were in incomparable torment, and even in the eyes of several monks of the Ming Dynasty, the fire of anger was burning so brightly that it was almost impossible to suppress it.

"Don't do anything stupid!"

Youping didn't know how everyone was feeling at this moment, but as the leader of the group, he couldn't just sit back and watch the monks continue to lose money, so he quickly gave a deep drink.

However, his heart soon sank.

His spiritual consciousness swept across the sky, and the black cloud transformed by the demon from outside the territory was faster than them.

He was about to pounce on the nearest monk again.

At this moment, most of their mana has been consumed, and it is already impossible to resist.

"Lord Buddha, why must we, the sentient beings in Xituozhou, suffer such boundless despair!"

Youping lamented in his heart and glanced at the cold current in the northwest.

Immediately, a look of determination similar to Ming An's flashed through his eyes.

"Now, it's my turn!"

Without any hesitation, a Vajra Buddha statue suddenly appeared on the surface of his body. His muscles were strong and powerful. Without stopping, as if he had practiced it countless times, he covered the monks with his backhand like a pocket, and then moved towards the northwest. Throw!

"Uncle Master!"

"Master!"

The monks were shocked.

However, like meteors, they rowed towards the northwest at an astonishing speed.

At the same moment of this throw, the black cloud behind suddenly covered Youping who was standing there.

But at this moment, Youping had accomplished his goal, but his expression finally became calm.

The faintly illusory Vajra Buddha statue shrouded his body. The weak golden light tried its best, but it still couldn't resist the wind and snow outside.

The monk's robes fluttered, and he turned slightly, stood with his hands clasped together, and his eyes slightly lowered.

We welcome this unexpected arrival calmly, but we have been preparing for death for a long time.

However, what puzzled him was that the expected feeling did not appear.

Instead, a slightly indifferent voice suddenly came to my ears:

"If you don't leave, fellow Taoist, I will leave first."

Youping was suddenly shocked and hurriedly opened his eyes.

But he saw a white-robed Taoist standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.

She was facing away from him and looking in front of her.

Youping's eyes moved slightly subconsciously, and then his pupils suddenly shrank.

The black cloud that had easily swallowed Mingyan not long ago was now blocked by a thick layer of clear ice.

"Tao, fellow Taoist, be careful! This extraterrestrial demon will eat almost anything!"

Youping said urgently.

"Extraterritorial Demon?"

The white-robed Taoist tilted his head slightly, revealing a profile of a strange young man with a pure temperament. After hearing this, he nodded and said:

"It's an appropriate name, but it doesn't matter."

Youping was startled and was about to persuade him again.

But he saw the black clouds devouring the ice crazily.

But instead of shrinking much, the thick ice layer became thicker and spread rapidly, completely wrapping the black cloud.

A huge suspended ice ball was formed!

Then quickly compress inwards.

Soon the black clouds were suppressed and shrunk back, revealing the true appearance under the black clouds.

But they are three strange-looking monsters that seem to have the organs of many beasts and insects combined together.

The constant cold and wind and snow all around quickly gathered towards the ice ball. Although the ice ball was compressed at a very fast speed, it was getting bigger and bigger!

The three monsters inside the ice ball couldn't help but struggle hard.

Seeing this scene, Youping couldn't help but look shocked. Then he subconsciously moved his eyes slightly, looked at the white-robed Taoist again, and couldn't help but ask:

"Thank you very much, fellow Taoist, for your righteous action. Do you dare to ask me about my honour?"

The Taoist looked at the three monsters thoughtfully, then turned around calmly and said calmly:

"I am a monk in Xiafeng Linzhou. Fellow Taoist, you can call me 'Bing Taoist'."

"Brother Feng Linzhou?"

Youping was startled again and couldn't help but wonder:

"Has Taoist friend already reached the fifth level?"

"Fifth level?"

Taoist Bing shook his head slightly:

"Not yet."

Youping couldn't help but look surprised:

"How is it possible? These extraterrestrial demons can only be of the fifth level..."

But before he could say anything, he looked at the ice ball with a sudden change of expression:

"No, they're coming out!"

"Get them in there quickly!"

The thoughts in his mind were rolling rapidly, and then he pointed at the soaring cold current at the end of the northwest direction.

The Ice Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly, scanning the cracks that quickly opened on the ice ball. He was calm and sharp, and made a decision almost in an instant.

Countless cold currents from all around quickly gathered towards the ice ball, trying to close the cracks on the ice ball.

Then he urged his magic power and threw the ice ball towards the direction of the sky-high cold current.

This is his home court, and there is also the blessing of wind and snow.

In an instant, the ice ball turned into a white stream of light, passing through the air full of wind and snow.

However, as it passed, these ice balls also melted quickly, gradually revealing the figures of three monsters that were frozen by ice and snow and were struggling to escape.

And the next moment.

In the depths of the sky-high cold current, a golden Buddha's hand suddenly stretched out!

Then he aimed at the three flying monsters that had not been completely unsealed, and slapped them heavily! (End of this chapter)