Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

"Twenty-three methods."

Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows, and the flying lantern came gracefully. The pearly color fell down and reflected in his eyes, illuminating his thoughts.

The Zhenzong's twenty-three magical powers in Zhenyi Sect, each of which is mysterious and unparalleled, is earth-shattering, as can be seen from the Phantom Gold Sky Shadow Escape Technique.

Regardless of whether it is the Flying Golden Emperor's White Wheel or the Yin Erosion Cold Water, these two magical powers are already top-notch, but they are still inferior to the Phantom Golden Sky Shadow Escape Technique.

If you have the opportunity and the conditions, you must choose another one to practice and improve yourself.

At this moment, there was a soft sound outside, and then a cold and silent starry sky appeared in front of him. Then the stars fell, rubbing against the atmosphere, and the remaining color formed a long tail light, giving the surrounding area a layer of bright luster.

When the stars set, the remaining light turned from bright to dim, leaving only the last touch, like a halo, hanging behind, Wuzhong appeared, his eyes bright and brilliant.

After he came to the main hall, he first glanced at Zhou Qing, who was sitting motionless on the cloud couch with a distant breath. His eyelids jumped, and then he saw rows of jade baskets placed on the jade table in front of Zhou Qing. The jade tablet, with a faint blood color inside, was shaking in circles, one string after another, and the eyelids were beating violently.

Wuzhong could sense the blazing blood circled in the jade tablet. This was definitely comparable to the blood essence and blood left behind after a demon cultivator in the realm of elixirs was beheaded.

With so many jade tablets, in this period of time, Zhou Qing killed so many demon cultivators in the realm of alchemy?

"and,"

When Wu Zhong saw one of the jade tokens in the jade basket, his eyes could not help but shrink slightly.

Compared to others, as the Jiuyang Judge of Gongdeyuan, he could see better that the jade plaque he was fixating on, if he looked closely, he could see that first a little bright red appeared, and then it seemed to be on fire. Suddenly it permeates everything, covering everything with heart-stopping scarlet.

The violent scarlet was overwhelming, covering everything, and a kind of ferocity hit his eyes.

What he saw was nothing but demon blood.

Blood, blood, blood!

This kind of blood color is so eerie that even from a distance, you can still feel the intensity.

Wuzhong's eyes narrowed, and he made a judgment. Zhou Qing killed a demon cultivator with extraordinary blood.

At the very least, none of the demon cultivators he had killed could compare with him.

"Senior Brother Wu is back."

Zhou Qing opened his eyes and looked at Wuzhong below. His eyes lingered on him for a moment. This man had cleared four islands and killed all the demon cultivators on the islands. However, there was no trace of blood on his body. Instead, there was a kind of The wind was clear and he could not help but nodded.

Wu Zhong was in a normal mood. He nodded, waved his sleeves, and sat down on his seat. A mysterious light rose from the top of the door, saturating the left and right sides. The Qi flowed from shallow to deep, dazzlingly white.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be sorting out the gains from the fight just now.

After a while, Lin Xulun and other disciples from major aristocratic families returned one after another. After they took their seats, they looked at Zhou Qing sitting upright in the center of the hall, with inexplicable emotions in their eyes.

Unlike before, the disciples of the major aristocratic families in the palace, whether from the bottom of their hearts or just superficially, were in awe of Zhou Qing, the person in charge, and a kind of quiet prestige was rising and filling the air.

After all, when they were clearing the demon cultivators on the island they were responsible for, no demon cultivators from the other side came to support them. This must be the fault of the person in charge, Zhou Qingzhi.

Using one's own strength to resist the help of demon cultivators, just thinking about it makes one's scalp numb, it is really powerful.

Even if you are not a stranger to such a person, you must still remain in awe.

Lin Xulun was sitting on the cloud couch, frowning. He seemed to see circles of bright light in the hall, even like stars, coming and going, crackling, and smelling a faint smell of burning.

Such strange phenomena are difficult to see with the naked eye, but they are real, slowly rotating around Zhou Qing.

It can be seen that everyone is in awe and his reputation is getting stronger.

Lin Xulun shook his head secretly and lowered his eyelids. There was nothing he could do about it. Zhou Qing was really good at this and could do things that others couldn't do.

Zhou Qing waited for everyone to arrive, opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, and glanced around. Pieces of golden light jumped, clusters intertwined, and contained sharpness, and said: "Have all the demon cultivators in this water area been cleared away? "

"Senior Brother Zhou, it has been cleared."

"No one was let go."

"Not a single one left."

…

Except for a few people in Wuzhong, after hearing Zhou Qing's question, the disciples of the major families in the palace began to answer one after another.

"Okay." Zhou Qing stood down from a high position and said with a voice like gold and jade: "We will set off immediately and rush to Changming Island."

"Let's go."

Zhou Wangzhi, Zhou Lingling and others, leading the disciples of the Zhou family in Luochuan under their command, shouted in unison, and their voices echoed far away.

At the same time, Linyu Feigong made a sonorous sound that was heard everywhere, parted the clouds, bloomed with light, and continued to move south.

In the main hall, silence returned. Only on the dome, at some point, star wheels fell down. After grinding with the Qi machine, they came from above and illuminated the surroundings brightly. After falling to the ground, the residual light was extinguished. , return to silence.

The space around him was naturally mottled into large and small fragments, light and shadow, and was as condensed as a treasure halo. Although there were many people in the hall, everyone in it was blurry, hazy, and couldn't see clearly.

Everyone in the hall fell silent as they watched the light falling, and then sorted out the gains from this battle.

Zhou Qing narrowed his eyes. Layers of light lit up in his Danhai, like a rising crescent moon, illuminating an area and reflecting the natal magic weapon Fuhai Tuntian Gourd inside.

This newly promoted Xuanqi was motionless, emitting a strange treasure light. When the moonlight transformed by the divine consciousness fell on it, it could be seen flowing inexplicably, and it was a very beautiful rhythm dancing.

Faintly, it could be seen that Fuhai Tuntian Gourd was swallowing and spitting out Dansha power every moment. In a slow and steady manner, the essence of each strand was like a brilliant star, which made Dansha power have a subtle change.

After being promoted to a Xuanqi, Fuhai Tuntian Gourd was still giving back benefits to Zhou Qing, the owner of the magic weapon. Such an improvement has never stopped, but has continued to flow.

"Tao body, Xuan Gong and magic power."

The changes brought by Fu Hai Tun Tian Gourd are very comprehensive, from inside to outside, covering everything. This allowed him to take his already rare deep foundation in the Dan Hua realm to the next level, and truly go a step further.

Such progress is really too difficult, but there are too many benefits.

Zhou Qing couldn't help but smile. Although it was difficult to refine his life magic weapon Fu Hai Tun Tian Gourd that day, it took a lot of energy and time, but once it succeeded, he knew that the earlier this treasure was sacrificed, the greater the benefits.

With the Xuanqi-level Fu Hai Tun Tian Gourd to assist in cultivation, he should be able to improve his realm faster than he thought. At least, the first two small realms of the Mingshen realm, Dan Hua and He Po, are very smooth.

To compete for the top ten disciples in the sect, let alone other things, the realm cultivation and fighting ability must be improved. Otherwise, no matter how deep your background is or how many people support you, you will not be able to sit firmly even if you go up.

Since the founding of the sect, in the past ten thousand years, there are not many fake disciples in the Zhenyi Sect. They must be "virtuous and talented".

"A thousand things to think about."

Zhou Qing's thoughts came one after another, but he was not troubled. Instead, he was full of energy and had a fighting spirit in his heart.

Changming Island, Yangguang Tianxiang Palace.

Zhong Buqing, a Yuanying Zhenren, was wearing a robe and holding a whisk in his hand. He was sitting on a high platform suspended in the air. He raised his eyebrows and opened the flying book in his hand. In his eyes, there was a pure green, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Not long after, there was a clear sound of rings colliding, and then a brilliant light shot in. The front end was blooming like a lotus, with nine colors. On it stood a female fairy. She didn't wear a crown on her head, her black hair hung down to her waist, her skin was like jade, without a trace of blood. At first glance, she didn't look like a living person, but a flawless white jade statue.

After this female fairy appeared, in the hall, wonderful music and fragrance flew back and forth. Such a sound, without any charm, only gives people a sense of cold elegance.

"Fellow Daoist Meng."

Zhong Buqing greeted the person who came. Although both of them were in the Nascent Soul Realm and were from aristocratic families, the other party came from the Zuoqiu Meng family and had a much deeper background than him.

After Master Meng arrived, she spoke directly. Her voice was crisp, but there was a kind of majesty like bells and drums. She said: "Fellow Daoist Zhong, Brother Zhou just said that we should be ready and rush to the hinterland of Nanchuan Lake as soon as possible to remove the Xiwen Demon Palace."

"Xiwen Demon Palace."

Zhong Buqing's expression became solemn. The Xiwen Demon Palace was deep in the Nanchuan Lake. Not to mention that there was a great demon comparable to the Nascent Soul Realm sitting inside, there were also thousands of years of arrangements made by the demon cultivation sect. Even if they attacked, it would not be easy.

"Have the group of young people who have reached the Dan level arrived?" Master Meng's beautiful eyes were filled with ice as she said, "After we set out, we need them to guard Changming Island. No accidents can happen."

She looked solemn. Going to the depths of Nanchuan Lake to remove the Xiwen Demon Palace was a dangerous matter, and there was no guarantee of success. In this case, they had to leave a way out for them, just in case.

Changming Island was a way out connecting to the hinterland of Nanchuan Lake. If they could not leave, they could retreat from the hinterland of Nanchuan Lake to Changming Island for repairs. If Changming Island was left unguarded and an accident happened, their way out would be cut off. Once something happened, the consequences would be disastrous.

Zhong Buqing also knew the truth. He took a deep breath and said seriously: "I just received a letter from Zhou Qing. They have cleared the demon cultivators along the Fuling Island and are rushing here."

"According to the speed of the Linyu Flying Palace they are riding, they will arrive soon and will not delay the business."

When the female fairy Meng Zhenren heard this, a trace of surprise appeared on her jade face, and then disappeared, saying: "This is the best."

"When they arrive, I will have someone take them to see Brother Zhou Dao."

Zhong Buqing spoke. Now there are three Yuanying Zhenren on Changming Eighteen Islands, among which Zhou Tianyan Zhou Zhenren is in charge of the overall situation.

Although this Zhou Tianyan is surnamed Zhou, he is not from Luochuan Zhou family, but a son-in-law of Hengqu Hou family. He has a high realm and prestige.

Zhou Zhenren is in charge of the overall situation, and both he and the female fairy Meng in front of him are convinced.

"That's good." Master Meng stroked her long black hair with her hand. Her jade-like face was as delicate as porcelain and bright. She smiled and said, "I'll see him when the time comes."

Zhong Buqing smiled. He knew that asking Zhou Qing and others to rush to Changming Island as soon as possible would involve the actions of this person in front of him. However, the other party probably didn't expect that Zhou Qing could really do it.

This genius of Luochuan Zhou's who has achieved the first-class elixir is really formidable.

In the depths of Nanchuan Lake, in the demon palace.

The waves outside hit the large glazed window, reflecting the fine patterns and patterns on the window. The sparse bright colors fell down and fell on the jade bricks on the ground, like big and small pearls, spinning around. , eloquently.

At this moment, the bell rang, and a beautiful woman drove a fragrant carriage. She came from the outside. Her long hair hung down to her feet, half covering her face, revealing a pair of enchanting silver-white eyes. Above her bare feet, there was a string of strings hanging on it. Don't worry. In fact, every time the bell rings in the bones, there is a chill that sinks into one's bones.

She came inside and saw a young man behind the curtain in the hall. He was wearing a red robe, his eyebrows were as thin as a knife, and there was a trace of a crescent moon on his forehead, as red as blood. There was something strange about his handsome face. .

After the banshee came in, she got off the incense carriage and sat down on the cloud couch. She looked at the young man. In her silver eyes, countless demon writings turned around. She spoke and said, "What instructions does the demon master have?"

Her expression was cold, but her voice was very nice, with a completely charming look. However, when she mentioned the word "demon master", she still trembled slightly.

The Demon Lord is a true big shot among the Demon Clan. He exists at the top of the pyramid, and his strength is comparable to that of the Cave God among the monks. For their group to be able to establish a foothold in Nanchuan Daze, thrive, and continue to grow stronger, the most important thing is to have a demon lord sitting in charge.

Behind the curtain, Kang Hou raised his head slightly, the crescent moon on his forehead lit up, and the blood became more intense, filling the surrounding area with a layer of blood. He said: "The Dongtian people of Zhenyi Sect have set their sights on the Demon Lord. Demon Lord I can’t make any big moves, I’m waiting for someone.”

"Waiting for someone."

The banshee listened and nodded secretly, knowing in her heart that they were able to occupy Nanchuan Daze for so many years not only because of their superficial strength, but also because they had support behind them.

Now that the Shinichi Sect is coming fiercely, it seems that they are serious about it. We can't just let them focus on the front, but the people behind them should also show up.

Kang Hou calmed down, looked at the banshee, and said: "The demon master will handle the matters on his own. What we have to do is to block the people of the Zhenyi Sect as much as possible and delay their actions."

Speaking of this, Kang Hou's eyes flashed with fierceness, showing his tyranny comparable to that of a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm, and said: "Cut off all the claws they stretched out. Even if the Zhenyi Sect's Dongzhen people know, they can only Watch."

"I know."

The bone bells worn on the banshee's ankles rang again, and her eyes were stained with a faint blood color. When it came to fighting skills, she was never conceited. She murmured: "Is the Eighteen Islands prosperous?"