Supreme Immortal Demon

The moment he opened his eyes, the rising sun was actually obscured by the brilliance in the old man's eyes!

The old man's eyes, one on the left and one on the right, were like a sun and a moon, emitting strong brilliance at the same time, covering up the morning brilliance of the sun in the middle of the sky. This article was first published by . .

Suddenly, the Taoist palace lit up.

On both sides of the Taoist palace where the old man was, there stood clay sculptures and golden sculptures.

From the left hand, there were patrolling sea yaksha, turtle-backed strongman, and soldier-controlling immortal... From the right hand, there were also nine-tailed fox immortals, eight-armed Vajra, and dragon-riding immortals... A total of twelve golden sculptures and clay sculptures, lifelike, whether it was the look of the eyes or the expression, they were all vivid, as if they were real.

"At this critical moment, someone is actually planning to attack the Great Emperor of the North Pole. Interesting."

The old man stretched out his hand and gently stroked his beard.

He was wearing a thick crane feather cloak, with a strange skeleton and a thin body. From a distance, he looked a bit like a thin bamboo pole that was ethereal and transparent. Except for those eyes, there was no life or vitality on his face. Apart from those eyes, he looked like a dying wood who would not live long.

But when he opened his eyes, his gaze was like the light of the sun and the moon, radiating from the palace where he was. In a blink of an eye, he passed by the three thousand Taoist temples, one hundred and eight Taoist palaces, seven Dao Squares, thirty-nine Taoist buildings, and countless caves and caves on this majestic mountain.

Ding... Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Seven bells rang from the Donghua Sect on Dongri Mountain!

As the top sect of Guangtian Pusheng, the bells in the Donghua Sect rarely ring, and every time they ring, there must be something big!

From top to bottom, since the founding of the Donghua Sect, it has never rang nine times.

And eight bells represent the master of the Donghua Sect.

Then, if the bell rings seven times, it will represent a person. If it weren't for that person, Donghua Sect would have been hard to escape when the Nine Dragon King was wreaking havoc on the world.

As the eight bells rang, echoing up and down Dongri Mountain, figures flew out from various caves, Taoist towers, squares, and palaces, and flew to the Taoist palace deep in Donghua Sect.

In less than half an incense stick, the Taoist palace was full of cultivators.

Each of these cultivators had a profound aura. They were at least above the fourth level of the Taoist wheel, and the leading few even reached the sub-emperor level!

Hundreds of cultivators bowed to the Taoist palace and paid their respects.

"Congratulations to the guardian Lou for coming out of retreat!"

"The guardian Lou must have made great progress in his magical powers this time, which is a cause for celebration!"

"I wonder how many days the guardian Lou will stay this time? If it takes a long time, can you give some pointers to the disciples?"

In the Taoist palace, the old man slowly raised his hand, carved a congenital mysterious pattern in the air, and tapped it lightly.

The mysterious pattern stretched and shrank, and flew out in a blink of an eye, arriving in front of hundreds of cultivators outside the palace.

Buzz!

The innate mysterious pattern trembled violently, split into hundreds of strands, and flew towards the hundreds of Donghua Sect cultivators who were paying respects to the Dharma Protector Lou.

The wind was strong on the top of the mountain, and suddenly a mountain breeze blew.

When the mountain wind blew, hundreds of innate mysterious patterns turned into hundreds of completely different sounds, which were transmitted to the ears of hundreds of Donghua Sect cultivators.

These hundreds of Donghua Sect's backbone forces, after receiving the voice transmission reply from the old ancestor Lou, either showed joy on their faces, frowned and thought, or thanked on the spot.

Hundreds of cultivators received different replies at the same time. Such magical powers and methods were already commonplace for the Donghua Sect cultivators, and they were not surprised.

"Thank you for the Dharma Protector's guidance! Disciple understands!" An elder of the second level of the heavens bowed three times respectfully and withdrew with satisfaction.

"Thank you, Dharma Protector. I am grateful to you for doing this." An elder with a cultivation level as high as the second emperor sighed, bowed deeply to the palace gate, and turned away.

Hundreds of Donghua Sect monks thanked him one by one, and after half an hour of hesitation, they all left.

Everyone dispersed, and the Taoist Palace returned to its deserted and quiet state.

"Humph, this group of people, they don't get up early for no profit. On weekdays, you can't see a single person. When they see the old ancestor coming out of retreat, they rush to come one by one, fearing that they will be late."

From behind the seat of the Dharma Protector Lou, a woman with a cold temperament and beautiful appearance came out, snorted, and sat cross-legged at the old man's legs in anger.

"Haha, you are now a core disciple of the Donghua Sect who is highly valued. Aren't you afraid that they will hear you when you say this?" Dharma Protector Lou looked at the woman beside him lovingly and smiled.

"There are no outsiders here, except for the ancestors and the uncles."

As he said this, Lou Xuanyin stood up and bowed to the twelve "golden clay sculptures" on both sides.

The twelve golden clay sculptures, which had been motionless, suddenly opened their eyes, revealing a trance and confusion like waking up from a dream, but returned to normal in an instant.

These are not golden clay sculptures, but twelve Taoist masters whose aura and energy have reached the realm of Taoism! The weakest one has the cultivation of the second emperor!

The twelve monks who followed Lou Hufa in the past nodded to Lou Xuanyin, then bowed to Lou Hufa.

"Mr. Lou suddenly came out of retreat, I wonder if he has any instructions?" asked the monk who looked like a patrolling sea yaksha.

Dharma Protector Lou nodded, then shook his head: "Nothing, nothing serious, it's just that a magic weapon with four mysterious patterns that I left in Qianyuan Dao Country was broken by someone, which just alarmed my mind and woke me up."

"Impossible." Lou Xuanyin frowned slightly and looked at his ancestors in surprise: "The ancestors carved four innate profound patterns, which can lead to the Xuan God World... Once entering the Xuan God World, unless It can break four paths at the same time, otherwise even an average emperor-level expert would have difficulty getting out of trouble, let alone breaking the magic weapon. Furthermore, there are no emperor-level experts in the Qianyuan Dao Kingdom."

"That man is also a Tianmen monk." Protector Lou stroked his beard and said calmly.

"Tianmen monk?" Lou Xuanyin raised her eyebrows and sneered: "You are so brave. You know that my ancestor is here, but you still dare to provoke me? Could it be that you don't know my ancestor's ranking among the Tianmen monks?"

"I always have a strange feeling in this Tao. That person seems to be unfamiliar with the way of Tianmen. His power of Tianmen Mysterious God is very different from ordinary Tianmen monks. But his talent is rare in this Tao." Protector Lou's eyebrows showed a hint of heartbeat, and then he sighed: "It's a pity that we can no longer accept disciples."

"Accepting a disciple? He is so disrespectful to the ancestor, and the ancestor actually wants to accept him as a disciple?" Lou Xuanyin snorted coldly, and suddenly thought of something: "Qianyuan Dao Kingdom...the treasure of the four profound patterns...old Zu, what kind of treasure did that person break?”

"It's the moon jade water mirror." Protector Lou said.

"What!" Lou Xuanyin stood up abruptly, his face slightly ugly: "That moon jade water mirror is used to assist the Yin Yang Witch to become the Yin Yang Queen, so that it can be presented to the Arctic Emperor as a return gift... Yu Youxi and the others are already here On Dongri Mountain.”

"Xuan Yin, go and report this matter to the person in charge now. By the way, also tell the boy from the Arctic Emperor's family, after all, she is the woman destined by the Arctic Emperor." Protector Lou waved his hand: "If we can capture him alive, , he will be captured and brought to me alive. If he can't, that's fine, but he must go as soon as possible. One of his men has a three-legged golden crow."

As soon as Lou Xuanyin reached the palace gate, he suddenly stopped.

"Three-legged Golden Crow?" Lou Xuanyin turned his head and stared at his ancestor: "Ancestor, are you sure that the person riding the Three-legged Golden Crow is just his subordinate, not him?"

After the words fell, the monks on both sides of the palace showed strange smiles on their faces.

Protector Lou shook his head and said: "Of course it can't be him. That person has cultivated the power of the physical body and his movement speed is extremely fast."

Lou Xuanyin asked anxiously: "Have you seen that person's face clearly, ancestor?"

"I only saw the back. However, I saw clearly the appearance of his accomplice." Protector Lou said lightly: "After all, I just woke up. What, Xuanyin, do you know him?"

Lou Xuanyin's expression changed. He bowed deeply and said noncommittally, "Xuanyin wants to take a look at that man's companions."

Protector Lou looked at Lou Xuanyin strangely, and gradually his expression became serious.

Shaking the sleeves of his robe, a portrait appeared under Protector Lou's palm.

The portrait is a scene of two people running away on golden crows in the night. The man on the left has his back turned, and the man on the right reveals his true face. He has a bald head, big eyes, and eyebrows like swords. He is none other than Zhou Buchen!

"It's them……"

Lou Xuanyin stared at the portrait blankly and took two steps back. How could she forget the bald monk on the right!

More than half a month ago, in the lower realm of You Daoting's hometown, it was this person who, with terrifying swordsmanship, surpassed the third level and killed her junior sister Fang!

As for the white-robed monk on the left, no matter how hard he tried to hide himself, even if he hid himself among thousands of people, Lou Xuanyin could still recognize him at a glance from ten thousand steps away!

That person had several superiors of the innate lineage, and easily overturned You Daoting's power in the Tiannan Territory. He even killed You Daoting and almost killed herself... If it weren't for the mysterious pattern magic weapon given by the ancestor, She is now afraid that she has died in that unknown lower realm.

"Xuan Yin. Is he the person you were talking about a few days ago?" Protector Lou asked in a low voice.

Lou Xuanyin said nothing and nodded heavily.

"Xuan Yin, inform the sect leader that this protector is about to leave seclusion."

…

Under the morning light, Panjiang Town, the town at the junction of the Three Kingdoms in the Nine-Nation Alliance, gradually began to regain its vitality.

But the Qianyuan Dao Kingdom across the river from Panjiang Town was in a mess.

Whoosh!

A black shadow flew from the Qianyuan Taoist Kingdom, passed by Panjiang Town, and flew into the newly raised Taoist Palace on the top of the mountain.

"Lao Zhou, protect me and my aunt."

Luo Chuan jumped off Jin Wu's back, without saying a word, he hugged Luo Fu tightly and rushed towards a side hall of the Taoist palace.

"So urgent... Luo Chuan, are you doing this worthy of your little white guy?" When Zhou Buchen got the chance, he was naturally ridiculed.

Snapped!

The door to the side hall was closed, blocking out Zhou Buchen's laughter.

Luo Chuan gently placed Luo Fu on the stone couch, looked at the sleeping Luo Fu, and frowned slightly. (To be continued...)