Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 541 Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm

The Peeping God Sacrifice spread all over the world, and Li Yuan could hear his brothers discussing it privately in Longhu Temple. It seemed to have a great impact, and it made him a little worried for a while.

But it turned out that the impact was not significant.

On the evening of the fourth day after returning to the sect, he met the Taoist Tiancan Taoist and the Scarlet-headed Monk in the small temple. The two old seniors showed no concern at all, and their attitude was the same as last time, quite enthusiastic.

"After half a year of separation, Mr. Li's demeanor is even more impressive than before. He is really enviable!"

In the small temple, Taoist Tiancan smiled warmly. There was no surprise at all, but a sense of unexpectedness.

The skinny-headed monk was more reserved. He glanced at the old Taoist priest, flexed and stretched his fingers, and his true energy turned into words in the air, shining brightly:

"Amazing talent, astonishing wealth."

'This old bald donkey...'

Taoist Tiancan's smile froze and he glanced at this guy in surprise.

"The two seniors are so complimentary."

The two old men were so enthusiastic that their praise made Mr. Li's back feel cold and he had goosebumps all over his body.

"Crack!"

Li Yuan accepted the blessing of Xuan Turtle Armor, his shoulders sank, and Nie Xianshan said in a bad tone: "You have been back in the mountain for so long and you don't visit me?"

"Why, isn't Mr. Nie worthy?"

"Uncle Master..."

Li Yuan smiled bitterly, but before he could explain, Long Xixiang frowned and interrupted:

"I don't allow him to go."

"What? Are you afraid that the old Taoist will harm him?"

Nie Xianshan was immediately furious, and the divine sword clanged behind him: "Would an old man believe a prophecy made by Lao Shizi? Do you think I am one of those fools in the world?"

"That's not necessarily the case."

Long Xixiang snorted coldly.

"Damn it!"

Nie Xianshan was furious.

"..."

Glancing at the two people who were pretending to be arguing, Taoist Tiancan and the mangy monk looked at each other, both feeling speechless.

These two bastards obviously have something to say...

"The imperial court cannot be trusted, let alone the so-called prophecy of the imperial court?"

Taoist Tiancan coughed lightly and knew it was his turn to speak, and the scabby monk nodded in agreement.

"What the two seniors said is true."

Nie Xianshan calmed down his anger and invited the two of them to sit down. At this time, Li Yuan had already made a pot of tea and poured it for the four old men one by one.

While several people were talking, he just observed silently. With the blessing of various bone ornaments in the palm urns, he could faintly see the divine realms of these four great masters, as well as the looming divine patterns.

Among the four people, the one with the most complicated divine patterns is Taoist Tiancan. In his perception, this Taoist is like a towering old tree with luxuriant branches and leaves.

But it contains all kinds of changes.

The simplest one is the leprosy-headed monk. He is like a golden bell, silent and restrained, but seems ready to make a shocking sound at any time.

"Master Longmen is really lucky."

Taoist Tiancan couldn't help but feel a little envious when he saw this.

"I think so too."

Long Xixiang felt very comfortable hearing these words. Even though he knew that the old man had done this intentionally, he couldn't help but think so in his heart.

Nie Xianshan twitched his lips:

"Let's get down to business!"

"Um."

Long Xixiang was in a good mood. He took a sip from the tea cup, then looked at Li Yuan and nodded imperceptibly.

'The old leader is also very neat in his work...'

Of course, Li Yuan knew what he meant, and he felt relieved and bowed to the two seniors.

"Two seniors, who comes first?"

Of course, Li Yuan would not be stupid enough to ask for the price. Since the old leader brought them here, he must have already negotiated the price. If he asked again, it would be impolite.

"Um."

Taoist Tiancan glanced at the leprosy-headed monk, who was also looking at him.

"It was the old way last time, let's start with the old way this time."

Taoist Tiancan did not hesitate, raised his sleeves, and as the true energy spread, the divine realm unfolded:

"You might as well come in together!"

Buzz~

The familiar fluctuations in the divine realm spread. Li Yuan did not resist and allowed the energy to be carried away. In the next moment, he had entered the divine realm of Taoist Tiancan.

The sea of ​​clouds is rolling, and the old trees are towering.

Li Yuan looked around. He was still standing on a leaf about ten feet in diameter. There were such large leaves in all directions, and the magic sword penetrated the entire tree.

Compared with the last time he came here, this towering old tree was a little more withered and yellow. At a glance, many leaves had fallen off and fell to the ground in the wind.

‘This old man can really carry it! ’

After looking at it for a moment, Li Yuan was a little stunned.

When he came last time, he couldn't see the divine marks, but he felt that the old Taoist's injury was not that serious. Looking at it now, the energy of the divine sword has clearly infected the foundation of this divine realm.

The inner divine pattern was covered with a faint black mist.

"Zheng~!"

With the sound of the sword, Nie Xianshan, Long Xixiang, and the leprous monk also entered the divine realm and stood on the leaves beside them.

"Buzz~"

As if aware of the crowd's arrival, the divine blade that almost cut the old tree into two also let out a shudder, and wisps of black mist flowed and intertwined, turning into a blurry figure.

Standing on a high place with a knife.

"Wan Zhuliu!"

Invisible Qi flowed from top to bottom, and the expressions of everyone present changed. Nie Xianshan snorted coldly, but the other three looked solemn.

"Senior, the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm are truly remarkable."

Li Yuan opened his mouth to break the silence: "Junior, I heard that the divine silkworm has nine withered and nine glorious years. Every time it withers and grows, it must cultivate a 'shape of a divine beast'?"

"good."

Taoist Tiancan gathered his thoughts and nodded:

"To achieve perfection in the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, one needs to achieve nine withers and nine blooms, integrating the transformations of nine kinds of divine beasts into one. Unfortunately, my talent is not high. After more than 200 years of practice, I have only achieved eight withers and blooms, and have not achieved perfection."

"Senior, you are joking. You are extremely talented. Master once said that in his generation, you have the deepest realm and the highest merit."

Feeling the familiar sword intent, Long Xixiang was quite impressed.

"Not even close."

The old Taoist laughed at himself: "If I really had the highest merit, how could I be hurt by Wan Zhuliu and linger for decades?"

"That's true."

The bald-headed Zen master pointed his finger in the air:

"If you could have cultivated to the nine withers and nine blooms, you wouldn't have to merge into one, and Wan Zhuliu wouldn't have been able to hurt you."

"That's the fact, why assume?"

The Taoist Tiancan sighed: "Wan Zhuliu is indeed a rare talent. If he comes again, I won't be his opponent."

After that, he waved his hand and stopped talking about this topic, but said to the divine front in the high place:

"The last time Wan Zhuliu came with the sword of subduing demons, he is now in the Eight Directions Temple. I think even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he can't come again."

The others also looked up.

The figure transformed by the sword light looked down indifferently. From a very far distance, there was also the sound of swords surging like the tide. When the sword sound spread, leaves fell one by one.

Li Yuan was very interested in the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, or the eight divine forms that the Taoist Tiancan cultivated, but it was obviously not a good time to ask further questions.

He immediately restrained his thoughts and naturally changed to his strongest palm control combination, which was mainly composed of the 'Black Whale Hammer', 'Health Furnace' and 'Black Turtle Armor'.

In the Zhaixing Tower, he had used this palm control combination to smash Wan Zhuliu's sword intent with seven hammers and removed the knife from Wang Wenyuan's heart.

Now, there are also an eighth-level spiritual boots and an eighth-level divine armor.

"Little friend Li."

Turning around, the Taoist Tiancan bowed:

"Thank you for your hard work."

"The junior will do his best."

Li Yuan bowed in return and lifted the heavy hammer transformed by the Taoist Tiancan's true energy under his feet.

"No need to hide your shortcomings."

At this time, Long Xixiang's voice transmission sounded in Li Yuan's heart:

"Quick battle, quick decision, do your best!"

Do your best?

Li Yuan was startled, then he tapped his toes lightly, and he moved with the wind. In the blink of an eye, he had risen hundreds of meters high.

‘Take all your strength to attack…’

Li Yuan glanced at the four people present, and his mind was focused, urging the weapon control talisman.

Buzz~

At this moment, nine big stars appeared in Li Yuan’s eyes, and all kinds of control effects were instantly added to his body. Then, under the gaze of the four great masters,

he attacked with a heavy hammer.

“Huh?!”

Li Yuan’s aura changed only for a moment, but the four people present almost noticed it at the same time.

“This kid?”

The eyes of Tiancan Taoist condensed.

This is his divine realm, and he can see it more clearly than anyone else present.

In his perception, the aura change in that moment was like a bird, which turned into a legendary golden-winged roc in the moment of spreading its wings!

The drastic change of aura was more than earth-shattering? !

Hualala~

The sword light was like the tide, making a sound of raging waves.

The moment Li Yuan suddenly jumped up, the sword master perched high on the treetop also reacted. He drew his sword and cut out a long river of sword light that was visible to the naked eye.

As if sensing a huge threat, the black fog behind him rose like a sky curtain, and a low dragon roar came out. It was the appearance of the demon-suppressing dragon god.

In normal fighting, the moves that would only be used after a hundred moves were forced out at the first encounter!

Boom!

Groups of gas explosion clouds exploded behind Li Yuan.

He was really like a long rainbow piercing the sun, and in less than a moment, he had pierced through the long river of sword light. The heavy hammer was like a thunder dragon, opening its ferocious and violent dragon head.

He wanted to swallow the sword master into his stomach.

Li Yuan, who had drawn his sword many times, had already memorized the sword master's sword skills. The force, speed and angle of this hammer were only to force him to take it hard!

And the fact was just as he expected.

The moment the long river of sword light was pierced, the sword master drew his sword and slashed again. In the darkness behind him, which was like the night, the demon-suppressing dragon god also rose up at the same time, making a high-pitched and terrifying dragon roar.

Dragon God, Demon-suppressing Sword!

"This kid is too impatient!"

Not to mention Long Xixiang, even Nie Xianshan's face changed, and he subconsciously drew his sword and prepared to rescue.

This kid is even more reckless than Long Xixiang. He actually wants to decide the outcome with one move?

Boom!

The sword and hammer collided.

Tiancan Taoist only felt that his eyes went black, and the divine realm seemed to be shrouded by the night, and was torn apart by the dazzling lightning.

Bang!

A loud noise like the collapse of the sky exploded.

"What is this?!"

As soon as Long Xixiang jumped up, he was suppressed by the invisible aura. The air flow was whistling like a hurricane, and countless leaves were blown down.

He saw dark cracks one after another. This already fragile divine realm actually showed signs of being torn apart.

Whoosh!

The four of them moved together and soared into the air in the face of the rolling strong wind.

On the treetops, the giant sword that pierced through the divine realm trembled and then broke apart.

The young man Li moved with a hammer, piercing through the river of swords, taking the first sword of the demon-suppressing sword, and smashed the sword master into pieces with the most violent attitude!

The winner was decided in just one move!