Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 267: Heaven does not allow it

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"Rumble...!"

The thunder was rolling, and the thunder eye had been brewing for a long time. A nine-foot-long thunderbolt, like the Milky Way pouring down, hit Taoist Priest Simu directly and struck down.

Seeing the momentum of the thunder, his eyes widened and he no longer hesitated in his heart.

As soon as he activated the magic talisman, his body instantly expanded and turned into a three-foot-long body. Red steam spurted out from every pore, and veins shot out like thin green snakes.

The look is terrifying!

"Damn it!"

Xu Junming's expression changed, and he punched in the air without caring about anything else.

The mighty energy and blood soared into the sky.

The huge fist was about to extinguish the third thunderbolt, when suddenly a three-foot-long red lightning bolt shattered his giant fist instantly, as if teleporting.

Then it flew straight towards him.

Xu Junming had long expected that the law of heaven would not allow it, so he was prepared in his heart.

"gate of hell!"

Three hundred and sixty-five grains of yellow rice turned into three hundred and sixty-five overlapping gates of hell, blocking the way.

But this crimson thunderbolt, which was only one foot in size, was extremely powerful and forcefully shattered all the gates of hell.

You must know that after refining the ghost world of the Aixinjueluo family, every grain of yellow rice is a top-grade spiritual weapon of the seventh-level spiritual ban.

To break through the obstacles of three hundred and sixty-five high-grade spiritual weapons, even the Nascent Soul Nine Transformations may not be able to do it with all its strength.

Xu Junming looked solemn.

Looking at the yellow beam of a dream, only one foot of red lightning was left.

He urged Hu Tianshen to perform his magic just as he was about to distance himself.

A tyrannical force of imprisonment descended from the sky.

"Damn it, the power of heaven!"

Unable to move, he could only watch as the red lightning struck him.

In an instant, a pain that seemed to tear apart the soul spread through every nerve in the body.

He clenched his teeth subconsciously, and a trace of blood flowed down the corners of his lips because of too much force.

Although it lasted only a moment, he felt as if a century had passed.

When the pain gradually disappeared and the power of heaven disappeared, Xu Junming fell to his knees, panting heavily, his face was pale, and his body was soaked, as if he had been fished out of the water.

"Brother, how are you?"

Jia Le ran over in a panic.

The scene just now scared him silly.

"I'm fine, go see Master quickly."

"Oh, I'll go right away."

Nodding, Jiale quickly ran towards Simu.

Spiritual consciousness looks within.

The muscles in the body were torn, the meridians were cut off, and the bones were cracked everywhere. It was extremely miserable.

Fortunately, his Dantian was intact, otherwise his physical body would have been doomed.

Enduring the pain in his body, he took three self-refined healing elixirs from the gourd and drank them. The warm medicinal power nourished his body and was refreshing, relieving the pain.

His face also looked much better.

"Jun Ming, how do you feel?"

"Master, you...!"

Looking at the somewhat illusory body of Taoist Master Four Eyes, my heart was shocked.

"Haha, the physical body is destroyed. However, it can be regarded as overcoming the heavenly tribulation and condensing the life talisman. It is much stronger than those who directly fell to the heavenly tribulation."

Taoist priest Simu smiled cheerfully.

"Master, I have several Dharma Protector Generals condensed with zombie bodies. Why don't you choose one to take the body and be reborn!"

After experiencing the thunder tribulation, the soul of a monk in the Golden Core Realm already has some pure Yang qualities and can seize the body. When the Golden Eagle King abandoned his body and tricked him into the wilderness, he took away a human body.

"No. The body that seizes the body is never itself. It cannot fit together. It will be even more difficult to survive the Nascent Soul Tribulation in the future." Four Eyes shook his head.

"Master...!"

He waved his hand to interrupt him.

"I know you have good intentions, but if you are reborn and stay in the Yang world, you will inevitably have to go through a thousand tribulations."

"...In this case, it is better to go to the underworld early. I think that now that the master has a glimpse of the true realm and is protected by the ancestors of Maoshan, coupled with the merit accumulated over the years of exorcising corpses, he will be able to find an official position in the underworld. When the time comes, he will be able to find an official position in the underworld. If you obtain the divine status, you will be considered immortal."

"...Moreover, you can also practice the ghost path in the underworld, which is also a way. You don't have to worry about me."

Xu Junming was silent.

The four-purpose plan really suits him.

If you stay here, you have to go through the Thousand Three Great Tribulations. According to the death rate of nearly half of the past great tribulations, whether you can retain your soul is a matter of debate.

In this case, it is better to go to the underworld and be happy.

At least there won't be any catastrophe there, and you can still convert to the ghost realm.

"I'll inform my uncle!"

"Don't!"

After stopping him.

"Your uncle is newly married, so don't disturb him for the time being. When I enter the underworld, it won't be too late to entrust him with dreams."

After a pause, Taoist Master Simu said solemnly.

"Jun Ming, I won't be here from now on. Please take more care of this brat Jia Le. He is not as qualified as you and he is dull. There are too many dangers in the catastrophe. You have to protect him."

"Master!"

Jia Le burst into tears.

"Master, don't worry, as long as I'm here, Junior Brother Jiale will not be in any danger."

Suddenly, a black hole filled with yin energy appeared behind Simu.

Eyes and smiles.

"I'm going to the underworld to report, and the first seven won't be here. You brothers and sisters must help each other."

He stepped back and allowed the black hole to suck him in.

Jia Le burst into tears.

Xu Junming sighed heavily, and the scenes of getting along with Taoist Simu in the past appeared in his mind, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but become moist.

He raised his head and looked at the light blue sky of Wuzhang Peak, feeling extremely heavy in his heart.

A hundred miles away, Uncle Jiu, who was combing his wife's hair, suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

The concubine looked at her frowning husband in the mirror and asked subconsciously.

"I always feel uneasy for no reason!"

The concubine's face changed slightly.

The monk's innate spiritual sense is extremely sharp, and he will be aware of anything closely related to himself in advance.

"Could it be that people from the White Lotus Sect are coming to visit us again?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head.

"No! My spiritual sense didn't warn me, I just felt upset."

"Could it be that you were too obsessed last night and were not in good spirits?"

Uncle Jiu's face darkened.

It seems that he is the one being exploited.

"Oh, it's okay. You just didn't get enough rest. Come and comb my hair."

Uncle Jiu shook his head, temporarily suppressing the doubts in his heart.

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"The cloud seal script is too empty, it is the beginning of the catastrophe. It is suddenly far away, sometimes sinking or floating...!"

Xu Junming, who was preaching, suddenly stopped.

Jia Le opened his eyes.

"Senior brother?"

"It's okay, let's continue!"

With Si Mu gone, the responsibility of teaching Jiale fell on him, his senior brother.

After finishing the sermon and letting Jia Le realize it, he waved his hand and a white feathered crane flew from above. After falling into his palm, it turned into a piece of letter paper.

The above is Uncle Jiu’s question.

After a brief consideration, he wrote a few words of greeting, then flew the crane to pass the letter and sent it out.

"You still don't plan to tell him the news?"

Ren Wuji flew over.

"Master said we should wait until three months later, just three months later."

Ren Wuji shrugged.

With a wave of his hand, an iron block as big as a watermelon and a bone stick flew in front of Xu Junming.

"I have removed the restrictions on Sun Moon Monk Qianxiao's Zen staff, and this is the iron piece. The bone staff was originally the mourning staff of True Monarch White Bones."

Xu Junming nodded.

He opened his mouth and inhaled, and countless white bone essence flew out from the bone rod.

The bones in the body digested this essence, and the injuries sustained due to the interference with the Four Eyes Heavenly Tribulation quickly improved. The moment the cracks on the bones disappeared, a powerful aura rose into the sky.

The surging Qi and blood are like the ocean tide.

The entire stone house was scorched by the masculine blood, as if falling into a furnace.

"It took two months and it's finally fine!"

Xu Junming slowly gathered his energy and blood.

"This can be considered a blessing in disguise for you. Your physical body has been improved further. There are only fifteen acupoints left, and the Earthly Evil Realm is now complete." Ren Wuji said.

"How are you doing with your Yin-Yang Great Grinding Ceremony?" Xu Junming nodded and asked.

"Thanks to you for giving me so much pure Yang spiritual material, although it has not been completely refined, it is already a top-grade spiritual weapon of the seventh level of spiritual ban."

"Can you erase the remaining will in the blood of 'Lord Huosang'?"

"I'm afraid it won't be possible until the 'Yin Yang Great Mill' is advanced."

"magic weapon?"

Xu Junming shook his head.

The Earth Emperor Pagoda was a top-quality spiritual weapon of the 12th level spiritual ban from the beginning, but after so many years of training, he did not dare to let the Earth Emperor Pagoda go through the tribulation, let alone the Great Tribulation of Yin and Yang.

"It seems that we can't count on Lord Huosang's severed finger and blood essence for the time being."

"The meat is in the pot anyway, why are you in a hurry?" Ren Wuji said.

He nodded and looked at the thousand-refined iron underground.

A white light flashed out from behind Xu Junming's head, and he brushed the iron piece in.

This white spiritual light is the 'Gengjin Divine Light' that he imitated in the Red Fire Divine Light ritual.

All the spiritual weapons made from metal spiritual materials in his hand, such as the red copper gun, the staff of Sun and Moon Monk Qianxiao, etc., were condensed into this Gengjin divine light.

Geng Jin's divine light is soft and strong, with endless magical uses.

However, like the red fire divine light, it can only restrain metallic spiritual weapons and Taoism.

As soon as my heart moved, a dreamy yellow beam flew out.

Three hundred and sixty miles of yellow rice, shining with nine colors of light, like a beautiful galaxy.

He stretched out his hand and a lotus flower flew out.

The lotus contains a lotus platform with seven petals in seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

This is the Seven Emotions Demonic Lotus he received from Wen Ruyi.

A top-grade spiritual weapon from the Nine Spiritual Forbidden Spirits.

If it weren't for his dream that the power of three hundred and sixty yellow beams and rice combined into one was already greater than that of ordinary magic weapons, I'm afraid he still wouldn't be able to hold it.

The lotus keeps trembling.

Xu Junming stretched out his hand and pointed, a thick chain penetrated deep into it, and pulled out Wen Ruyi's consciousness left in it.

The chain is twisted, and the consciousness is extinguished.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in an underground palace.

Wen Ruyi, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, spat out a mouthful of blood.

"ah…!"

The piercing scream containing infinite hatred resounded through the underground palace.

"Xu Junming, if you take away my spiritual weapon, I, Wen Ruyi, will fight you till death!!!"

After roaring for a long time, Wen Ruyi stopped panting.

"Is there someone coming?"

Outside the hall, a man in black robe walked in.

Facing the violent aura, Wen Ruyi, whose eyes were red as if he was choosing others to devour, bent even lower.

"What are the saint's orders?"

"Go to the dungeon and bring me a hundred stinky men!"

"yes!"

After the man in black robe responded, he quickly went down and brought up a hundred men from the dungeon.

Not long after, Wen Ruyi's maniacal laughter and shrill screams could be heard in the hall.

The man in black robe shivered and subconsciously took a few more steps into the distance. But unless you leave, the screams will never stop.

Go, he definitely wouldn't dare.

Within the White Lotus Sect, Saint Wen Ruyi is notoriously vicious.

After suppressing the fear in her heart for an unknown amount of time, Wen Ruyi staggered out of the palace with a rosy face, as if she was drunk.

"Clean it up!"

The man in black robe hurriedly responded, walked into the main hall and took a look, but he was still speechless.

The ground was covered with blood, minced meat, and broken limbs, like a flesh and blood mill.

There is no complete corpse in the huge palace!