Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

Chapter 500: Kunlun and the White Horse

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“It depends on whether people give a chance.” Dingyang Daoist showed a trace of expectation on his face.

Xinkong understands the meaning of his words. Thirty years ago, when the Spiritual Qi of the mountain and sea world was still rich, it was enough for the soul cultivator to accumulate the foundation of Transcends Tribulation.

Thirty years later, Spiritual Qi has become thinner than before, and it is even more impossible to reach the Yuanshen Consummation.

Only in the Dihuang Mountain, where the Spiritual Qi is more than three or four times stronger than the mountain and sea world, and only there, can they survive the Heavenly Tribulation and become the Celestial Immortals.

“The true person of Chongshan is a model of the righteous way. The disciples under his disciples have resisted the witch gods cult for many years, and they have a deep friendship and extraordinary friendship. I believe that I will not refuse my request.”

Even though Monk Xinkong said so, he didn’t have much confidence in his heart.

In exchange, they have the current trump cards of Chongshan Academy and will never agree to let other factions take advantage of their own for nothing.

Dingyang Daoist nodded.

“The three masters were also invited by Lin Zhengying and Lin fellow daoist!”

“Exactly. Want to have four fellow daoist too?”

Dingyang Daoist responded.

“Master knows the reason?”

“Lao Na heard that three days ago, the disciple of Inner Sect of Chongshan Academy, Li Wuyi, died in Xianxiaguan. In the past 30 years, this is the first time that a second-generation disciple died in battle under Chongshan School. They would not be reconciled if they want to come. Wait for one or two counterattacks to teach the witch gods a lesson.”

Dingyang Daoist nodded.

“I am waiting for the three factions to join forces to fight against the witch gods. If it is really like the master said, I can’t help but help.”

“Amitābha, what fellow daoist said is quite true.”

After a moment of silence.

“It’s too late, let’s talk while walking?”

“Amitābha, please, Dingyang fellow daoist.”

The two teams changed into one team and flew forward.

Along the way, I saw that the city of all sizes, large and small, relying on the mountains, backed by the mountains, formed an airtight wall.

The witch god cult’s army was kept out of the gate.

This is Zhenmotieguan.

A strong line of defense that has taken thirty years to continuously improve.

For thirty years, in front of it, the Sorcerer Cult had left tens of millions of the bodies of the Nether Ghost, and it had not been able to cross the thunder pond.

After flying over the mountainous area, a group of seven people suddenly opened up in front of them.

A low hill that stretched for hundreds of miles without a single blade of grass appeared in front of him.

The name of this place is “Tian Xing Yuan”. It is dry all year round and there is no grass growing. Most of the time of the year is sunny. At night, you can see the sky full of stars, hence the name.

Tianxing was originally sandwiched between Dahengduan Mountain and Tianji Mountain, which is another main road connecting Dayong to the Huoluo Desert.

A huge city that was a hundred meters high and stretched for hundreds of miles, completely built with the earth method, stuck this passage.

In the center of the city pass is a nine-story stone building with cornices and corners.

A large flag was erected above the stone building with three characters inscribed.

Tianxingguan.

Close to the fifty-foot-wide Tianxing, under the sunshade canvas are ballistas full of crossbow arrows, rows of trebuchets, teams of sergeants with helmets and armours, and armed sergeants patrolling the city back and forth.

Strictly speaking, they were just ordinary soldiers who were trained as disciples of Chongshan Academy, but because of their qualifications, they could not make breakthroughs in Xiantian.

Don’t underestimate them, if you cooperate with the crossbow arrows and catapults that have been blessed with talisman, the power that erupts will be no worse than the perfect cultivator of Xiantian.

Most of the zombie skeletons under the Witch God Sect were destroyed by them.

An aura of light flew from the tower, welcoming the seven cultivators of the Kunlun School and the White Horse Temple from afar.

“Senior, Junior is instructed by my teacher to come to greet you all.”

The figure is not as graceful as it has been thinned by the thirty years of war, and it is still the harmless look of humans and animals.

“It turned out to be little friend Yongrong!”

After Dingyang Daoist smiled and nodded, he looked at the three-generation direct disciple of the famous Chongshan Clan.

The body is fat, but not bloated.

A group of amiable spirits, but there was a gleam in his eyes.

The breath of the whole body is obscure and difficult to understand, this is the performance of the control of the movement technique to the extreme.

Holding a jade jade bamboo stick in his left hand, the light is faint, obviously not a common product.

Because Xu Junming, the ancestor of the Chongshan line, likes to use bamboo sticks as his own common Magical Item, which is effective for both ups and downs. Most disciples under the sect also like to use bamboo sticks with their hands.

A red Calabash hung on his left waist.

This is the symbol of the three generations of disciples from Chongshan.

At the gate of Chongshan, the ancestors dropped a green Calabash around their waists; the second-generation disciples dropped a yellow Calabash around their waists, and the third-generation disciples dropped a red Calabash around their waists.

A small gray pocket hangs from his right waist.

Dingyang Daoist took a few more glances.

Qiankun Daoist Yongrong’s most powerful treasure, except for a pair of Yin & Yang wheels, is the famous “Qiankun Bag”.

Once outside the Tianxing Pass, one hundred thousand Nether Ghosts were collected at one time, the grace of ‘Daoist’ and his spiritual treasure ‘Qiankun Bag’ were famous in the world.

“The descendants of Chongshan’s lineage, as expected, all of them are dragons and phoenixes, which is really enviable.”

Dingyang Daoist said in his heart.

He has seen Fu Qingfeng, “Hanfeng Fairy”, and Gongsun Jiuniang of Dao name “Su Xin”, both of them are the seeds of cultivation with excellent aptitude and understanding.

Even those who haven’t seen them, like Wang Chao, Ye Tianyun, Lin Rui, etc., are all well-known.

“Look at Yongrong Xiaoyou Yintang blooming purple flowers, the energy is straight through the canopy, I think it won’t take long to become an advanced soul.” Dingyang Daoist smiled.

“Miao Zhan senior. It takes Junior ten years of hard work before he dare to see the realm of the soul.”

“Amitābha, ten years was just a moment for me to be a cultivator. The little benefactor is all of my generation.”

“Thank you for the compliment, Master.”

Sideways.

“My Master is now waiting for seniors in Wende Hall, please follow me.”

“You have a fellow daoist to lead the way.”

Yong Rong smiled faintly, nodded slightly, and flew to the top of Tianxingguan Tower with everyone.

About a hundred miles away, everyone noticed an invisible and qualitative mirror light and shone it.

Looking along the mirror light, a huge bronze mirror above Guancheng came into view.

Nether Ghost is good at hiding, and can even hide in the human body and sneak into Guancheng. This is a disaster. All cities in Zhenmoguan have this kind of ‘true mirror’.

After checking by the sight glass, everyone flew down to the top floor of the tower.

Stepping forward, four simple but solid stone pillars support a huge space of about thousands of square meters.

In the middle of the space is a huge Taoist painting.

The iron-painted silver hook makes the original elegant “dao” reveal a murderous aura.

Below the Taoist paintings is a chair made of thick iron and wood.

Ironwood is not Spiritual Roots, it is just a very ordinary hardwood, even in the homes of ordinary people, it is not precious.

The chair has left and right hands, three on the left and four on the right, for a total of seven chairs.

Looking at the number, it was obviously for Monk Xinkong and Daoist Dingyang.

Seeing them coming in, Lin Zhengying, who was sitting on the main seat, hurriedly greeted them.

In fact, it should have been Qin Zhong’s business to negotiate with the Kunlun school and Baima Temple on behalf of the Chongshan line.

But his second-generation major disciple, who is dull by nature and not good at words, is really not suitable for this kind of thing. This fell on Lin Zhengying.

Thirty years of killing has not only tempered many three generations of disciples, but also made Lin Zhengying mature.

Now he has the same thick eyebrows as Uncle Jiu’s, and the face with national characters matches the size of the crown of his head. He is not angry and pretentious. A tailored Azure Taoist robe is worn on the body, showing the style of Taoist masters.

The two sides looked at each other.

Promise True Monarch Lin Zhengying, as the second disciple of Cultivation Base, is not as good as several of his juniors and juniors in terms of Cultivation Base.

But even so, it is also a great cultivator of the fourth-order primordial spirit.

More importantly, as a descendant of Chongshan, he has top spirit treasures in his hands. Cultivation Base does not represent real combat power.

“Chongshan Lin Zhengying has met Dingyang fellow daoist, Master Xinkong!”

“Amitābha, Lao Na has seen fellow daoist Lin.”

“Dingyang has met Lin fellow daoist.”

After everyone saw the ceremony, the guest and the host were seated. Yongrong stood behind Naishi to serve.

“Lin fellow daoist, I don’t know if Master Ling ever left the customs?” Dingyang Daoist asked.

“My Master is now at the Closed Door Training Insight, and I haven’t left the door yet.”

“Mr Chongshan really deserves to be a gift from the sky. When I saw him back then, he was still in the realm of the primordial spirit. I didn’t expect to have achieved the realm of Celestial Immortals in just a hundred years. It is really amazing.”

Lin Zhengying smiled faintly.

The mentor’s aptitude, comprehension, opportunity and good fortune are naturally top-notch.

“Amitābha, the day before yesterday, I was handed down by Lin fellow daoist Feihe and invited me to wait for the two cultivators to come here. I don’t know what happened?”

After Lin Zhengying’s eyes quickly swept across the crowd, he organized the language.

“A few of them are the top cultivators in the mountain and sea world. I believe you should be able to feel that the Spiritual Qi in this world will fall day by day, the ghost will rise day by day, and it will turn into a demon world for a long time. Therefore, our Chongshan line decided, Seven days later, they abandoned this place and moved all to Dihuang Mountain.”

The hearts of everyone sank.

In fact, after the formation of the “Anti-Witch Alliance”, the Chongshan family sent their disciples to relocate all the mortals outside the Dayong class, and they realized the Chongshan family’s plan for the mountain and sea world.

However, at that time, everyone had no time to think about the construction of the Demon Iron Gate to fight against the invasion of the witch gods.

Now it seems that the plan to evacuate the mountain and sea boundary has finally begun.

After each of the seven looked at each other, Monk Xinkong announced the Buddha’s name.

“Lin fellow daoist, is it possible that the Celestial Immortals of the master can not destroy the Sorcerer Sect and bring chaos in the mountains and seas?”

“My Master’s Cultivation Base is naturally easy to destroy the Witch God Sect, but the Witch God Sect is blessed by this world Heavenly Dao. Unless the mountain and sea realms are destroyed, it will be difficult to eradicate the Witch God Sect.”

“Destroy the mountains and seas?”

The seven exclaimed.

“Yes. After Heavenly Dao, the world of mountains and seas, was stained by the demon, this heaven and earth are no longer owned by my righteous way. It might be completely reduced to the devil’s land, and naturally it must be destroyed early.”

The seven are all soul cultivators, with determination and determination. After the initial surprise calmed down, the real Dingyang asked quickly.

“In that case, I wonder if the real person Chongshan has arrangements for me and the two factions?”

“Kunlun and Baima Temple are both righteous humerus, and we have been fighting side by side for many years. Naturally, I will not give up on the same path.”

Hearing this, the seven were somewhat relieved.

“but…!”

The hesitation tone instantly lifted their hearts.