Supreme Immortal Demon

Just after midnight, Luo Chuan flew down the mountain with an empty shoulder pole. .

Four hours later, just after dawn, Luo Chuan climbed up Tiandao Peak with two full loads of water.

The cliff in front of the Xixian Pool was filled with the people of Tiandao Peak.

Everyone looked at Luo Chuan excitedly. Along the way, people kept saluting Luo Chuan. Luo Chuan nodded in return, and a sense of inexplicable joy rose in his heart.

The days on Tiandao Peak were longer than the time he would spend practicing in the future Tiannan Domain, so long that he almost forgot the purpose of coming here.

As long as he poured this last load of water into the Xixian Pool, he would be able to learn the strongest immortal way of this era.

For more than five years, Luo Chuan's calm state of mind had a slight fluctuation at this moment.

Standing in front of the Xixian Pool, Luo Chuan picked up the shoulder pole and poured two loads of immortal water into the pool.

"Brother Luo succeeded!"

"Congratulations, Brother Luo!"

"Eh...what's going on?"

The cheers gradually died down, and everyone's face showed deep confusion.

Luo Chuan's arms trembled, and his face changed.

The water poured into the Immortal Washing Pond was sinking little by little. The Immortal Washing Pond seemed like a bottomless pit, swallowing the water of the immortal spirits in big mouthfuls. In a blink of an eye, the two loads of water that Luo Chuan had brought up had been poured in, but the Immortal Washing Pond gradually bottomed out, revealing the bare bottom of the pond.

"It shouldn't be."

"What's going on? There's only one last step left..."

"Could it be...Master didn't want Brother Luo to pass the test..."

The **s lowered their voices and talked, and their eyes looking at Luo Chuan gradually showed a trace of sympathy and regret.

Boom!

Luo Chuan's head buzzed, and he felt his blood surging, and a surge of uncontrollable hostility rushed to his forehead.

Veins on his forehead were exposed. Luo Chuan clenched his fists, turned around slowly, raised his head, and looked at the bronze temple behind the orchard. His face was cold, and his eyes became cold, seductive, and crazy.

"It turns out that you didn't intend to give me a chance from the beginning... but you delayed me for five years in vain. No way, no way, really no way!"

Luo Chuan raised his head and laughed. The Dao state of mind that had been firmly in the upper hand for more than five years was shaky, and the Demon state of mind turned over!

In the long wind, Luo Chuan's whole body was full of an arrogant and wanton temperament. The demon surname was arrogant, and everyone could feel that a strong murderous intent was brewing.

"Brother Luo, please be patient!"

"Yes, Brother Luo, don't be impulsive, Master will definitely give you an explanation!"

The **s advised one after another, but when they looked closely, Luo Chuan had disappeared beside the Immortal Washing Pool.

Boom!

The orchard watered by the fairy water broke from the middle under the impact of the turbulent flow in the void and shattered into wood chips.

Looking at Luo Chuan who broke through the void with his physical strength, the pupils of the disciples suddenly shrank and their hearts of Taoism trembled.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Chuan appeared in front of the bronze hall.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two purple-robed disciples wanted to stop Luo Chuan, but they were knocked away by Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan kicked the door of the hall and walked into the bronze hall.

In the center of the bronze hall, Ling Gu and ten purple-robed disciples sat in a circle and were practicing.

"Luo Chuan! What are you doing!" Ling Gu stood up and asked.

"Where is Wu Dao?" Luo Chuan asked coldly.

"What do you want to do with Master?" Ling Gu stepped forward and blocked in front of Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan ignored her and walked straight forward.

"How dare you! Only the slaves under your seat are qualified to see the master!" Ling Gu stared at Luo Chuan unhappily: "You are not enlightened enough, you can't understand the true way, and you can't finish carrying the last load of water. Why don't you retreat!"

"Hahaha... How shameless! From the beginning, you and Wudao have already shut me out, and have fooled me for more than five years in vain." Luo Chuan laughed, and the Tianyue evil knife had fallen into his palm.

The long knife was raised, drawing a strange arc in the air.

Ling Gu was stunned, as if she didn't expect Luo Chuan to do this.

Before she could come to her senses, the Tianyue evil knife chopped down and cut her into two pieces.

"You, you killed Ling Gu!"

"Brother Luo! You are crazy!"

"He has been possessed by the devil! He is no longer Brother Luo!"

"Slay the devil! It is my duty to kill the devil! Senior brothers, don't show mercy!"

The purple-robed slaves rushed towards Luo Chuan, and just after running two steps, their heads were separated from their bodies, and blood flew high, splashing on the roof of the hall.

After more than five years of carrying water day and night, Luo Chuan's vitality is fifty times that of the former Purple Dragon, and his physical strength and speed have achieved a qualitative breakthrough.

With just one knife, Luo Chuan split ten purple-robed soldiers in half.

More and more Tiandao Peak soldiers entered the hall to block Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan had a cold face and cold eyebrows, and there was no human spirit in his eyes. The devil's mind was as stable as a mountain, dominating his consciousness.

Kill, kill, kill!

One person per step, a hundred people per ten steps. When Luo Chuan walked to the back of the hall, behind him, there were corpses everywhere, and the soldiers left on Tiandao Peak were killed by him.

Without stopping, Luo Chuan strode forward and saw the fat Wudao ancestor in a circle of white jade magic formation.

At this time, the old man Wudao was concentrating and calming his breath, his eyes were tightly closed, and it was obvious that the battle had reached the most critical point.

Staring coldly at the old man Wudao, Luo Chuan held the hilt with both hands and raised the Tianyue evil knife.

The wind of the knife swept towards the old man Wudao, and his white hair flew back. The old man Wudao seemed to have noticed it and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Evil creature!" The old man Wudao stared at Luo Chuan coldly.

The sound of Taoism hit Luo Chuan's body, but his eyes became colder.

The blade was raised to the highest point.

Luo Chuan's pupils were as dark as a long night without stars and moonlight. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he laughed: "Go to hell!"

The blade split a void crack in the bronze hall.

Turbulent currents surged, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Clang!

The long knife suddenly stopped on the head of the old man Wu Dao, making a sound like a golden roar.

"If your heart becomes a demon, God will punish you." The ignorant old man said calmly.

"Hahaha...die!" Luo Chuan's eyes turned red and he exerted force again.

Click!

The head of the innocent old man was split in half, and then his body also split under the blade, and he fell to the ground.

Luo Chuan stepped over the corpse of the Wudao old man, shouldered the Heavenly Sword, and strode outside the hall.

The sound of breaking wind sounded in my ears.

The mercenaries who went down the mountain to kill demons rushed back after hearing the news. As soon as they entered the main hall, they were shocked by the tragic scene in front of them.

Luo Chuan, covered in blood, appeared in front of them carrying a long knife.

"Junior Brother Luo..."

Before the leader could speak, Luo Chuan slashed him into two pieces.

Before the ladies could sacrifice their magic weapons or use their magic methods, Luo Chuan had already risen in mid-air, turned into a shadow, and shuttled past, his blade piercing, harvesting the lives of the Tiandao Peak ladies.

Until the afternoon, when the sun was about to set, there was no one alive except Luo Chuan on Tiandao Peak.

Under the six stars, the mountain mist swept across the square, and the aura of the fairy spirit was covered by the thick smell of blood.

After Luo Chuan's demon state of mind rose to its peak, it slowly sank, and his Tao state of mind slowly rose.

Boom!

Bells rang in Luo Chuan's ears, the sun set in the west, dusk disappeared, the sky and the earth were divided into day and night, and it was time for Taoist lessons.

In the center of the square, Luo Chuan stopped.

In the sea of ​​blood and corpses, his heart felt calmer than ever before.

In the past few years on the mountain, although he was very calm, his Taoist state of mind always suppressed his demonic state of mind, and his state of mind was not balanced. This killing finally liberated Luo Chuan's demonic state of mind.

A strange mood arose from the bottom of his heart.

The Dao Heart and Dao state of mind, the Demonic Heart and Demon state of mind, the two states of mind, actually maintained a balance at this moment.

It's like sex, unprecedentedly beautiful.

In the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood, Luo Chuan put aside the fierce sword from the sky, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged. The words of the ignorant old man day after day, year after year, echoed in his ears.

"The beauty of the Tao lies in the mysterious. The mysterious knows the Dharma. The Dharma is impermanent and extremely permanent..."

For more than five years, Old Man Wudao's Taoist lessons have been clearly presented in Luo Chuan's mind like a picture scroll.

Luo Chuan concentrated and listened quietly.

I don't know how long it took, but Luo Chuan had listened to all the Taoist lessons for more than five years.

Luo Chuan opened his eyes and raised his head. In the deep purple night sky, six stars accompanied the bright moon, spreading their brilliance all over Tiandao Peak.

On Tiandao Peak, everything was as before, the corpses of the assassins disappeared, and there was no trace of blood in the square. It was as if nothing happened before.

"It's a pity that you still failed to pass the final stage of Pindao."

A warm and pure voice sounded in his ears, and Luo Chuan saw the fat old Taoist with gray hair and childish face.

"The last level, what is that?" Luo Chuan asked calmly.

"Mercy." The old man Wu Dao sighed softly: "You come from the Tiannan Territory in the future. The times are different, and the Tao is also different. Even if you listen to the Tao of this era for another thousand years, you will not be able to understand it."

"You are really kidding me." Luo Chuan smiled.

"No." Old Man Wudao shook his head: "You have persisted for so many years. Now, your vitality has reached the first-class level of this era. In your time, even in the major realms in the future, it is extremely Near the top.”

"You already have the physique of the ancient people of Tiannan, and the inheritance of our Tiannan lineage can be regarded as continuing. Maybe in the Tiannan region of your time, you will also meet monks who also have the ancient inheritance. Or maybe , Their vitality is stronger than yours."

"But among them, no one is destined to be like you, relying on your own efforts and persistence to refine the purest vitality step by step. Your potential will far exceed theirs."

"The stars in the sky are about to fall, the heaven and the earth will be extinct, and the new world of enlightenment is about to begin. The Taoism of this era is no longer suitable for your era."

"It can be inherited, but it is eternal. You have obtained the most orthodox inheritance from the ancient people of Tiannan."

"Pindao cut across the long river of time and secretly set up a reincarnation trial in your era. He just wanted to find such a person."

Luo Chuan listened quietly until the old man Wu Dao finished speaking, and then he said, "But what?"

"However, you failed to suppress your demonic surname after all. When you went up the mountain, Pindao discovered your demonic surname. I thought that you could wash away the demonic surname over the years. Unfortunately, you still let Pindao down after all. ”

Luo Chuan smiled and did not explain.

"Pindao will cut across the long river of time and send you back."

"The passage of time will remove all the vitality you have gained in this era and bring you back to the level you were at when you came."

"Perhaps this is also the last time Pindao opens the river of time."

"As for you, just think of it as a big dream."

After the words fell, the Wudao old man stretched out a finger and drew a wave of water in front of Luo Chuan.

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