Supreme Immortal Demon

Two days and two nights passed, until the evening of the third day, Bai Yiqing's aura soared into the sky, and two rays of light burst out from her beautiful eyes, dispersing the brilliance of the stars in front of her.

In the Huangting of her body, a mist-like golden elixir spun around and gathered its light.

Bai Yiqing let out a long breath, and a look of joy appeared on her face. Feeling the power of the virtual elixir, Bai Yiqing felt like she was dreaming.

She finally broke through to the True Dan realm and condensed a virtual elixir of the first level of the True Dan. This speed of cultivation, in the Tiannan region, would definitely scare a bunch of old ancestors and monsters silly.

"It's finally over. I can only help you up to this point, and you still have to rely on yourself for future cultivation." Luo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He absorbed the essence of the stars for two days and two nights, and his skills were improved again, which was originally a very pleasant thing. But being sat on by Bai Yiqing, he couldn't move at all, which was not very pleasant.

"I thought you were enjoying it." Bai Yiqing blushed slightly, turned over and got into Luo Chuan's arms: "Where are we going next?"

"Next..." Luo Chuan hugged Bai Yiqing tightly, his big hands wandering: "Wait until I finish off Ran Qingyi first, then leave Tianqijing. This Tianqijing is a place of right and wrong, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time. I want to see my aunt first, and then go to the White Bone Prison Hall."

"Okay." Bai Yiqing suddenly thought of something: "By the way, Zhou Buchen is still hanging outside."

"Call him and go back to Danqizhai together." As he said, Luo Chuan got up and dressed, his expression slightly solemn.

Ran Qingyi was seriously injured and defeated, and his Taoism must be unstable. Luo Chuan had no pressure to kill him at this time. The only thing is that he cannot reveal his identity, but it may not be safe to use Zhou Zhihao's identity.

Luo Chuan vaguely felt that Zhou Zhihao's identity seemed to have caused a lot of trouble by accident, including the strange and annoying stone that no one knows what it is. If people knew that Zhou Zhihao was him, it would definitely bring disaster.

By then, the secret sects of the devil, the evil magic masters, and even the mysterious woman Xia Shisan who met in the White Bone Cave Mansion, will come to the door. So we must be careful.

Luo Chuan thought to himself.

When Bai Yiqing put on her clothes, the two did not leave immediately. Luo Chuan thought for a moment and picked two upper third-grade methods to pass on to Bai Yiqing, and then walked out of the Imperial Master Hall.

As soon as the two of them left the white bat, a sword light rushed in their faces.

The sword light was like a hand that pushed aside the entire Baisha Lake, twisting like a dragon, with murderous aura. The streams of water turned into sword intent under the call of this sword, and surrounded and killed Luo Chuan.

"I'm about to realize the sword intent, but I'm still a little short." Luo Chuan looked at Zhou Buchen on the other side of the sword light and smiled slightly.

Purple light overflowed from Luo Chuan's fists, and he seemed to hold a star in his hand.

Facing Zhou Buchen's terrifying sword, Luo Chuan's Dansha surged in his body and punched out.

Thousands of starlights burst forth from Luo Chuan's fists, and tens of millions of starlight-like fists strangled tens of millions of swords.

Bang!

A huge vortex of the void rose from the bottom of Baisha Lake, and the entire lake was evenly cut into two halves, the lower half sank downwards, and the upper half rose upwards. In the two halves of the lake, there were half-step sword and fist intentions that stretched the void.

A moment later, the lake water fell back, and Baisha Lake returned to its original state.

Zhou Buchen retracted his sword intention, glanced at Luo Chuan indifferently, and said with a suppressed surprise: "You really have a set of fist intentions that use the power of stars."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's time to kill." Luo Chuan retracted his fist, hugged Bai Yiqing beside him, and smiled coldly: "Zhou Buchen, follow me to Danqizhai first."

A group of three people jumped out of Baisha Lake and entered Luo's Danqizhai.

As the three figures entered the attic, in the attic on another street of Baifu Shazhou, Mr. Yuan sat up from a row of sturdy female warriors and smiled coldly: "This kid finally showed up. I have been waiting for a whole day."

"He has the cultivation of the second level of Zhendan, but he has the fighting method to kill the fourth level of Zhendan. Humph, I can't beat you, but I can fool you to death with my mouth."

"Hahaha, when I cancel the Dao contract, as long as I don't meet Jiulong Jun, Tiannan Territory will be at my disposal."

In the misty twelfth floor of Zijin Imperial City, Su Yuchen and Xiaoqing stared at the old ape in the water mirror, who sneaked away without even giving money.

"He finally left. It seems that he found Zhou Zhihao and the Holy Ape Spirit Embryo."

In front of Luo's Danqizhai, the long street of Shazhou on the east bank of Baisha Lake, there were crowds of people.

This long street in Baifu Sand Island was once deserted because of the frequent visits of immortals to compete. Only two or three shops were struggling to hold on, and it was lifeless.

Tonight, the long street was full of immortals and various cultivators.

Everyone held up a visiting card and kept shouting the names of Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen.

The cultivation of these immortals was below the second level of Zhendan, and a large part of them were in the foundation building stage, all of which relied on resources to forcibly improve their skills. The young cultivators were either disciples of some low-level sects or casual cultivators who had been wandering around Tianqijing for many years seeking opportunities.

Zhou Buchen killed the fourth disciple, and Luo Chuan even broke through the Daozun Academy. In the latest Qingxian Ranking, Luo Chuan soared all the way, surpassing Sima Wuji, Zhou Buchen, Zhou Zhihao, Ning Tianxing and others, and ranked second!

Privately, the cultivators in Tianqijing were discussing that after Master Luo broke through to the third level of Zhendan, his ranking might rise again.

Now Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen have become figures who can keep pace with the four princes in Tianqijing. In addition, everyone knows that these two are friends of life and death. If they join forces, they will be able to establish a force that is no less powerful than the Xingtian Dao Society and the Tianxing Dao Society.

These monks were outside the major forces and suffered from the lack of entry. The appearance of Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen seemed to have given them a new choice. Thinking of the rich resources in Tianqijing that were divided by several major forces, the monks were excited and called out one wave after another.

"What are you arguing about? If you disturb Master Luo and Fairy Bai's rest, be careful that Master Luo will get angry and beat you all up."

Zhou Buchen appeared on the pavilion, holding a wine pot in one hand and the other hand on the railing, and said with a stern face.

Seeing Zhou Buchen, the monks all shut their mouths and were full of awe, but their eyes kept glancing at the pavilion behind Zhou Buchen where the sound of men and women talking could be heard faintly.

The rumors were true, Master Luo got the beauty back, Bai Yiqing, the most popular female Taoist in Tianqijing in more than a month, has already been taken!

Goddesses are indeed masters and local tyrants.

"Why are you here in the middle of the night?" Zhou Buchen took a sip of wine and asked calmly.

The monks looked at each other, and the leading young man from the Immortal Family came out and bowed deeply to Zhou Buchen: "This Taoist and all the fellow Taoists admire your reputation. It's a pity that you are so talented, but you are alone and have no power. We are here to ask you to establish a Taoist society in Tianqijing."

"Taoist society? The kind of Tianxing Taoist Society and Xingtian Taoist Society..." Zhou Buchen took another sip of wine and smiled slightly: "It sounds interesting."

Hearing this, the monks in front of the pavilion showed joy.

"Well, I've thought about it." Zhou Buchen said: "Then let's call it Shuangshuai Taoist Society. Do you want to join the society?"

The men and women laughed softly in the pavilion, and the monks felt the cold wind passing by, and everyone changed color.

Whether it was the two giant Taoist societies of Xingtian and Tianxing, or some small Taoist societies in Tianqijing, none of them did not establish the name of the society after divination, asking the sky, and choosing an auspicious day.

Shuangshuai Dao Society... This is too much of a joke.

The young monks stared at Zhou Buchen, whose hair and eyebrows had not even grown out, and looked like a smooth gourd, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"What, you don't want to join the society? Humph, then let's go." Zhou Buchen said and was about to go back to the attic.

"Dao Shou Zhou, please stay. I am willing."

"I am willing too!"

"Dao Shou Zhou and Dao Shou Luo, I will be a member of Shuangshuai Dao Society from today on."

The monks shouted, patted their chests, swore, and some of them even carried a colorful treasure chicken with them, and they were about to cut off the chicken's head and worship the target.

"Stop." Zhou Buchen raised his hand, tapped the railing, and said leisurely: "I appreciate your kindness. But the road to Taoism is rugged and bumpy. One person can achieve Taoism, but hundreds of people will die. Shuangshuai Dao Society values ​​quality over quantity. If you want to join the society, you must pass the assessment first."

"Dao Shou Zhou, please talk." The monks said in unison.

"Zhou learned two unique skills from his master when he was young." Zhou Buchen clapped his hands on the railings of the building, and two clouds of smoke rose under the night sky, rising from his left and right hands respectively: "These two unique skills are the Eighteen Touches of Dragon and Tiger Wind and Cloud, and the two ways of communicating with the spirits on land and water! Whoever can figure out one of them within three days can join the society."

Zhou Buchen looked solemn, his fingers flew, and the two clouds of smoke changed unpredictably.

The cultivators were dumbfounded, no one expected that the assessment to enter the Shuangshuai Taoist Society would be so difficult. Then the cultivators were all happy in their hearts. The names of these two unique skills sounded domineering and boundless, and the methods of killing people everywhere. Zhou Dao agreed to take out these two unique skills, which showed his sincerity!

Looking at the immortal sons and the casual cultivators concentrating, thinking hard, and some even gesturing, Zhou Buchen glanced at the attic and tried hard to hold back his smile.

Luo Chuan is really full of tricks, full of bad ideas, and he took out these two "tricks" to tease these monks. It's amazing that he could think of it.

Suddenly, at this moment, an old voice sounded from the distance of the crowd: "What's the difficulty?"

All the monks were stunned and turned around to see that the one who spoke was an old man wrapped in a white robe, wearing a bamboo hat, with a fluttering white beard, and whose face could not be seen clearly.

The crowd parted a path, and the old man strode towards Luo's Danqizhai.

"The eighteen touches of dragon, tiger, wind and cloud are in **, taking eighteen secret techniques, applying them up and down, and turning over in the posture of dragon and tiger, which is very enjoyable. As for the two land and water communication techniques, I have already obtained them when I was a teenager. The essence lies in the two land roads and communication. However, the law is not passed on to the six ears, and the Tao is not passed on to cause and effect. I will not elaborate on these secret techniques. Hum."

Stroking his beard, Mr. Yuan said arrogantly and leisurely.

Zhou Buchen's tiger eyes shone, staring for a long while: "Master."

The surrounding monks looked at Mr. Yuan with different eyes. The two unique skills of Zhou Daoshou were actually mentioned by this man. There are indeed many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Tianqi Capital.

"I don't dare to call myself a master." Mr. Yuan laughed, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes, and changed his tone: "I came here today to visit Master Luo, and I have something to offer you."

"Oh?"

Zhou Buchen raised his eyebrows and was about to say something.

Suddenly, he looked into the distance, and two ice-like lights in his eyes shot into the depths of the night. The half-true and half-false temperament disappeared, and was replaced by the domineering deterrence of counterattacking and killing the fourth disciple in front of the Daxia Daozun Courtyard. (To be continued.)