Taoist master wants to ascend

"God-killing?"

After the temple door was closed, Long Xixiang frowned slightly and looked at his senior brother with some suspicion:

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"You're wrong, it's the gods. Since this kid participated in killing the gods tonight, it's time to let him know some information about the evil cult.

Long Yingchan pinched his long eyebrows and said seriously.

"Yeah?

Nie Xianshan was also a little suspicious.

"It's God-killing."

Cang Xianzhi suddenly spoke.

"Ahem~"

Long Yingchan coughed lightly and changed the subject:

"Junior brothers, how do you deal with this old ghost?"

Long Xixiang frowned and said nothing, while Nie Xianshan picked up the teacup:

"Just kill him. Even though he is not his real body, killing him is enough to keep him in peace for a few years."

"A trial."

Cang Xianzhi disagreed.

"How can these old ghosts be found out on trial if they are immortal?"

Nie Xianshan felt troubled.

"Give it a try."

Cang Xianzhi looked at Long Yingchan, who thought for a moment, then oozed out his left hand, slowly opened his five fingers, and a cloud of black mist immediately rose up. The shadow of the nine-headed demon god loomed, and his voice was full of shock and anger:

"Long Yingchan, you are very good, very good!"

"I'm naturally very good."

Long Yingchan said calmly: "I have not blocked your perception. You must have heard what we just said?"

"Kill if you want. You are not worthy of being interrogated by this god!"

"puff!"

Long Yingchan lightly pressed his five fingers together, and the mist exploded. Motian groaned, his breath plummeted, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

"Wait until the true form of this god comes..."

With a 'pop' sound, Long Yingchan closed his five fingers and squeezed lightly, and no trace of the mist remained:

"I'm waiting for you to come!"

"It's all in vain."

Nie Xianshan shook his head.

"There is indeed a harvest."

Long Yingchan took out the palm-sized statue of the Nine Sons of the Sky:

"These nine statues should be in a set. If one is missing, this old ghost really wants to come. This is a good thing."

"Stop talking about this old ghost."

…

Nie Xianshan smoothed his long beard with his hand and looked at Long Xixiang: "Junior brother, don't you want to say something?

"Um?"

Long Xixiang was a little surprised: "What did you say?"

"You hide it very well."

Nie Xianshan almost laughed: "There are rumors in the world that the master of Black Whale Hammer is in Longhu Temple. I doubt that Li Yuanba..."

"It's just a rumor."

Long Xixiang shook his head and said that he didn't know at all.

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"Records of God-killing!"

In the hut, Li Yuan lit the oil lamp and opened the booklet given to him by Long Yingchan. Although he could see at night, he still used to light the oil lamp.

"In the past thousand years, there have been as many as 420 gods canonized by Dayun. Including the gods of the previous dynasty, there are as many as 800, collectively known as the 800 gods. The evil god cult worships 800 gods, expanding the worship of gods into 800 methods."

The booklet is clearly written in the tone of Long Yingchan:

"In the past two thousand years, there have been 160 confirmed records of God-killing in the world, and the number of God-killings killed by the founder of this sect is 23."

This...

Looking at this booklet, Li Yuan was somewhat suspicious.

What surprised him was not the words on the booklet, but Long Yingchan.

"How does he know what I want to ask?"

Mumbling in his heart, Li Yuan subconsciously looked around, he couldn't help but feel a little horrified, he had only asked questions about how to kill gods in the Bronze Tower Divine Realm and the Cloud Mist Mountain Divine Realm.

'Then the Lord of Cloud Mist Mountain could not be..."

Li Yuan's heart "clicked", his mind scattered.

Only the Grandmaster-level warriors who have combined Qi and God can create the Divine Realm.

And there are only five masters of this level in the Dragon and Tiger Temple. Among them, Cang Xianzhi and Helian Feng are stationed in the Health Secret Realm all year round, and there are only three people outside.

He has been to the Divine Realm of the old dragon head, so he can rule it out. Then, the Lord of Cloud Mist Mountain is either Nie Xianshan or Long Yingchan!

"If the Lord of Cloud Mist Mountain is really the Dragon Dao Master, it seems that it is not impossible? "

Li Yuan stood up subconsciously. He paced and pondered. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.

"If it was really him..."

It seems to be a good thing.

After thinking for a while, Li Yuan put his mind at ease and continued to look through the booklet.

"As the saying goes, when a person dies, it is like a lamp going out. The spirit of a person cannot leave the body and survive alone, but this is only for ordinary people. The master who has penetrated the yin and yang can survive for a short time with the help of the spirit after death. The same is true for the great master. "

"However, the spirit may last forever, but the memory will dissipate. According to historical records, only by practicing the method of worshiping gods can the memory of life be preserved, but it is difficult to last forever. "

To break the limit of life and death, incense is needed.

"Incense is the aspiration of the people. It can only last forever with the help of the will of all living beings. This is the origin of "God". "

Li Yuan recited silently in his heart. With the blessing of photographic memory, he quickly memorized the entire book.

The book recorded in detail the deeds of the ancestors of Longhu Mountain who killed gods 23 times, and summarized four methods of killing gods.

"There are four methods of killing gods. The first is to suppress and kill with spiritual appearance. The second is to destroy the god and destroy the soul. The third is to destroy the ancestral temple and cut off the incense. If all the above are not feasible, you can kill it with the incense of other gods. "

Finally, Long Yingchan gave an example that made Li Yuan's scalp numb:

"Among the eight hundred gods, the upper one is called the Dharma Lord. The Thousand Spirit Dharma Lord is the Thousand Eyed Bodhisattva. If you want to kill the god, you need to take the incense of the gods of the same Dharma Lord level, such as the Hundred Arms Taoist, the Red Haired Buddha, the Sword Spirit God, the Thousand Yin Dharma Lord, etc. "

Li Yuan looked around subconsciously, he was a little horrified, could this old man have a way to keep an eye on him?

He had thought about handing over the Qianling Saving People Stele before, but after the matter of Chu Xuankong's murder gradually disappeared, he temporarily put it on hold.

How did this old man know?

Daoye Li was a little numb, and it took him a while to react:

"Is it a health furnace? ! "

It must be a health furnace!

Li Yuan pushed open the window and carefully took a look at the Dragon and Tiger Tower that was vaguely visible in the rainy night.

Could this furnace monitor the entire inner door?

Thinking back to his several trips, he had not discussed with anyone, and asked himself that he was extremely cautious. If it was really exposed, it could only be the health furnace.

Careless, careless!

Daoye Li, who realized that he might be exposed, felt a little dizzy. This was far beyond his expectations...

"Special, satellite? ! "

Li Yuan closed the window and pinched his brows. He felt that he was not to blame. He had seriously misjudged the methods of the Heavenly Prosperity Soldiers and the Grandmaster.

He thought to himself that with his martial arts and caution, even with the monitoring strength of his previous life, it would not be possible to catch him so quickly, right?

"Fortunately, fortunately."

Lying against the head of the bed, Li Yuan was somewhat fortunate. If he had not been a disciple of Long Xixiang with his peerless talent, and then became famous in Longhu Temple.

If he had chosen to be low-key and tolerant, he would have been caught long ago.

"Longhu Temple can stand for two thousand years without falling. It is indeed a profound foundation. "

Li Yuan wiped a little cold sweat, and his heart raised the status of several major sects again. He also made up his mind that he must pull out the knife from the heart of the old dragon head.

Compared with the unfathomable Long Daozhu, the old dragon head made him feel more at ease.

"Draw the knife! "

Li Yuan gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged in meditation.

On the golden-gray stone platform, Li Yuan looked up, and in the star map transformed by the Weapon-controlling Scroll, seven large stars shone brightly.

"It's time to communicate with this hammer."

Realizing the power of the health furnace, Li Yuan felt that he was a little too harsh on the hammer. It's normal for a talented person to have a little temper with the hammer.

With a change of mind, Li Yuan had taken the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer from the Weapon-controlling Scroll.

Red light was like a tide.

Before Li Yuan could finish his thoughts, he had already reached the top of the hanging mountain. Without even opening his eyes, he heard a roar louder than thunder, and the whole hanging mountain was shaking.

"Roar!"

The sea of ​​clouds surged, and Li Yuan saw a huge creature, stirring up trouble and venting his anger and grievances.

"What a bad temper."

Li Yuan was stunned, but he calmed down a little. Although the hammer was angry, it was much better than before. At least the upside-down mountain did not continue to break and collapse...

Obviously my own training is also useful,

"Ho~"

Li Yuan raised his head, and saw that the huge thing in the sea of ​​clouds had slowly landed above his head. The shadow covered the sky and the sun. The spirit of this mysterious whale was incredibly large.

In comparison, not to mention the sky-high nine-headed figure, even Long Yingchan's black dragon with no head or tail looks slim and small.

"Huh?"

Li Yuan was still thinking about how to coax this black whale spirit, but he was keenly aware that there seemed to be some fear in the eyes of this huge beast?

'Come? ’

Li Yuan subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the huge thing that stretched across the sky trembled, turning into a crystal-like jade hammer and falling into his palm.

At first glance, this hand hammer is as red as agate. After a closer look, it is discovered that this hammer spirit has no entity, and is completely composed of countless extremely fine and complicated lines.

These unknown lines flowed like water waves, just turning into the shape of a hand hammer.

"Is this considered acceptable?"

Weighing the black whale hand hammer, Li Yuan was somewhat stunned. He was ready for a protracted war, and even prepared to find a way to coax him.

"...Afraid, afraid of the dark..."

On the stone tablet, the will of the Black Whale Spirit was transmitted. The writing was very messy and the words did not convey the meaning.

After thinking for a moment, Li Yuan understood in his heart. It seemed that being controlled by Zhangbinglu was not a good experience for these spiritual Xuanbing?

Is it like being locked up in a dark room for a year?

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