Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 411 Little Mao God (monthly ticket plus 16 updates)

Buzz~

The purple light in the room went off.

Qin Shixian felt a wave of heat coming over him, as if even his mind was burned, so he took a few steps back:

"Don't mess around!"

The true Gang takes form thousands of miles away. It not only requires the interaction between the True Qi and the True Gang, but also requires the division of the spirit and the movement of visual objects.

In this way, one can imagine how difficult it is to live so far away.

In fact, looking at the blurry figure, Qin Shixian knew that her ancestor was obviously not well injured, and she regretted that she should not mention Li Yuan.

At such an old age, why are you more impulsive than yourself?

"...Ziyun Prefecture is not that far away from Hengshan Road, right? Did you move the Bafang Pagoda?"

The figures were blurry, and even the sounds were indistinct.

"You can wait until I finish."

Qin Shixian urged her true energy to nourish the ancestor's true energy, and sighed in her heart. Her injury was not healed, and she still had to support her ancestors.

"Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing can't defend it together? Wan Zhuliu dares to do it himself?"

Fury could still be heard in the muffled voices.

"..."

Qin Shixian thought for a moment, but still resisted telling him that your two disciples had betrayed Zhaixing Tower. After all, since he was out of seclusion, he would naturally know.

Don't destroy the ray of true energy that was finally sent to you.

"have no idea."

Qin Shixian replied dully.

"It doesn't matter."

Nourished by Qin Shixian's true energy, the uncertain figure barely stabilized.

"How is your injury?"

Qin Shixian changed the topic, but he was actually quite concerned.

She hadn't seen this ancestor since she could remember, and the teaching of skills was arranged by him in advance, so she didn't really know the extent of his injury.

"The ritual that nine old ghosts spent thousands of years to complete is difficult to break, but it won't cost me my life."

He raised his hand to stop Qin Shixian from continuing to channel his energy, and continued to ask:

"Where is that kid? Bring him to me."

"...That's a disciple of Longhu Temple."

Qin Shixian felt helpless and had to remind: "This is just before the martial arts performance of various Taoists. Several Taoist sects and even the imperial court are paying attention. Please don't mess around."

"What about the disciples of Longhu Temple?"

He snorted coldly, but didn't say anything. After all, his estimate was wrong, and his ray of energy was pitifully thin:

"The sky-monitoring instrument trembles, but what treasure falls from the sky?"

Seeing that the topic was skipped, Qin Shixian felt relieved and replied:

"Nine years ago, a spirit turtle fell from the sky, carrying a palace complex that stretched for more than ten miles. It attracted countless experts to capture it..."

"Alive?"

"Alive."

There was a flash of purple light, and the tall figure quickly shrunk. In the blink of an eye, he was only half a foot tall, but he was no longer so blurry.

It was vaguely visible that he was a majestic old man wearing a purple robe.

"A living turtle."

The old man in purple robe was quite surprised and took a few steps back and forth.

Looking at the little one at his feet, Qin Shixian almost stopped suppressing his lips, but still tried hard to keep saying what he knew.

"The precious light is intertwined like clouds, and the turtle shell can be compared to the mysterious weapons of heaven and fortune?"

The purple-robed old man was a little moved. He glanced at the broken Xuanguang Mirror on the ground and felt that he was a little too eager.

After all, that kid had just finished refining his internal organs and had not yet completed the blood transfusion, so it was too late.

"The old turtle made a ten-year agreement with the people present. Calculating the time, it should be after the martial arts performance. I don't know if it keeps its promise."

Qin Shixian is not sure either. After all, she has had very little information in the past two years.

"That old turtle can withstand the Nine Levels of Heavenly Wind..."

The old man in purple robe thought for a long time before asking:

"What else?"

"besides?"

Qin Shixian was slightly startled: "What do you mean?"

"I checked before I came here. In more than forty years, the Sky Monitor has trembled four times. Besides the old turtle, there should be three more..."

"Four times?"

Qin Masterxian was startled and a little confused: "It can't be wrong, right?"

Since ancient times, there have been reports of treasures falling from the sky from time to time, but those are accumulated over a long period of time, and are not counted as meteors.

"Jiantianyi is a rare treasure left behind by Master, there can be no mistakes..."

The old man in purple robe thought about it for a while. After all, he had been released from seclusion, so he would naturally be able to figure it out later.

"You can just go find that old turtle and ask after a while."

Qin Shixian frowned slightly and put away the energy that enveloped the house, and the old man in purple robe also turned into a stream of light, wrapping around her little finger like a ring.

"Owner?"

Outside the house, Liu De's voice came.

"Swallow a soul-stirring pill."

"ah?"

Liu De was startled. He hadn't used it several times before, so why did he have to swallow it again this time?

He was a little surprised, but did not resist. He bowed and swallowed a soul-stirring pill.

"From now on, I will just be your member."

Qin Shixian glanced at him and disappeared into the courtyard.

If she had not been able to do anything this time, she would not have contacted an old killer like Liu De who had finally retired.

After all, they all have families, businesses, wives and daughters.

"Take me for a walk."

Qin Shixian just wanted to find a secluded place to continue healing and repair her divine realm, but when her ancestor spoke, she had no choice but to respond.

Elderly people who haven't left home in more than 40 years have to be considerate, right?

"Well, let's go to Yunshu Tower for a walk..."

Qin Shixian agreed in her heart, but unconsciously walked to the silk and satin shop. She was going to make a suit of clothes that fit her. She had not thought about it before, but now that she knew that her ancestor was about to be released from seclusion, her heart naturally relaxed.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in her heart:

"Go south."

"Um?"

Qin Shixian's heart moved, and she followed the guidance and passed through most of the city. She paused slightly and looked at the crowd not far away.

It was a small outside sect, and it was transporting unknown goods. It had a lot of people. At this moment, it was looking around curiously, exclaiming from time to time.

Similar sect forces are not uncommon in the past half year, and pedestrians around them don't pay much attention to them.

"This is……"

Qin Shixian's eyes fell on the crowd. It was a child of about four or five years old who was held in the arms of a woman.

The child's eyes were clear and he was looking around curiously.

"How did you notice it?"

Qin Shixian was a little surprised. Most of the city was nothing. If she wanted to investigate, she could do it now.

But she didn't notice anything strange at all. Moreover, such a thin ray of true energy shouldn't be able to penetrate the whole city.

"I feel something in my heart."

The purple-robed old man's voice sounded in her heart, with a bit of confusion and teasing:

"I just came out of seclusion today, and no one knew I was here. Why does this little Mao Shen seem to be here for me?"

The old man in purple robe was surprised.

His mind is in harmony with heaven and earth. Whenever someone has malicious intentions, he can detect it even from a hundred miles away. But the question is, how does this little Mao God know?

If you knew you were here, how could you dare to come?

"Catch him for questioning?"

Qin Shixian asked in her heart. Regarding the Evil God Sect, she had always killed anyone on sight.

"No rush."

The old man in purple robe was a little curious:

"Keep it for now, wait and see what this little hairy god wants."

…

"The dragon's pond and the tiger's den."

In the arms of the delicate-looking woman, Fayin boy looked innocent, but in fact he was highly concentrated, nervous, and somewhat resentful.

After the incarnation was killed in Longhu Temple, it would have been impossible for him to be in danger again, but he was forced to do so.

"Yan Tianxiong, sooner or later, this god will eat you alive!"

Gritting his teeth in his heart and looking around pretending to be curious, Fayin boy carefully observed his surroundings.

"I'm tired from the journey. Let's put down the goods first and find a restaurant for a good meal!"

A middle-aged man greeted loudly, and everyone responded with a roar, and boy Fayin was also carried upstairs.

After entering the restaurant, he broke away from the woman, walked around for a while, and then lay down on the window sill, where he could also see the towering mountains.

"Who drew the sword for Long Xixiang?"

Boy Fayin felt a little horrified in his heart. He very much hoped that Longhu Temple would produce a disciple with an eternal talent, or even a peerless talent.

"Don't be that old monster, don't be..."

Feeling the strong energy and blood everywhere in the city, he thought to himself, feeling that he was extremely dangerous.

Who is Wan Zhuliu?

It was a fierce man who escaped from the hands of the Dharma Master and was feared by all the nine Dharma Masters. Even the Dharma Master could not remove his sword intent.

Apart from the old monster in the Star-Zhailing Tower, who else in this world can pull it out?

In fact, almost everyone thinks so, otherwise, they would not be sent here to fish... for testing.

"God damn Yan Tianxiong!"

…

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boom!

Fang Tian painted the halberd like a huge mountain in the sky. With just one press, the halberd, which was as big as the fighting arena, seemed to fall apart under the violent tremors.

With a "pop" sound, Li Yuan turned into fireworks and exploded.

"I can't hide from you!"

Inside the room, Li Yuan slowly opened his eyes. He rubbed his temples and shook his head.

In these days, he would break into the Mysterious Whale Gate True Inheritance Trial every now and then. However, the gap was too big, and he was often unable to avoid it, and was turned into a fan.

"It would be nice to have a few pairs of seventh-level boots. Or if Yunlong Jiuxian has cultivated to Dzogchen, it should be about the same?"

After lying down for a while, Li Yuan got up.

At this time, it was already around noon, Lei Jingchuan was busy in the kitchen, and Jing Shuhu was basking in the sun in the yard.

"Why did you get up?"

Jing Shuhu glanced at him: "Going to drink again?"

"I practiced a little late yesterday."

Li Yuan moved a chair and sat down next to him. Before he could speak, he had already taken the initiative to ask many questions about the art of treasure refining.

Jing Shuhu also didn't master the art of refining treasures, but he kept in mind the experiences and lessons passed down by the ancestors.

He answered Li Yuan's many questions one by one.

But when he mentioned the art of refining treasures, he transmitted his voice, as if he was afraid that Lei Jingchuan would hear it.

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Jing Shuhu was very keen, and his voice transmission became dissatisfied: "Do you think I am stingy? This is the rule set by the ancestor. He has not perfected the art of weaponry, so it is useless to listen."

"You continue."

Li Yuan humbly asked for advice.

"Speaking of which, this treasure refining technique also has its own tricks. It is said that it can bypass the spiritual entrance..."