Ji Taoist

Yan Buji did not rush to the main hall, but asked the humanoid restrictions nearby.

"The main hall, that is the place where the ancestors practiced. We can't go there on weekdays."

"Oh? If we can't go there on weekdays, then when can we go there?"

The humanoid restriction was stuck for a moment, and suddenly said: "If it is invaded by foreign enemies, we have to go there."

"Foreign enemies? What kind of enemies?"

"Enemy... enemy... enemy is..."

Looking at the humanoid restrictions stuck, Yan Buji sighed.

It seems that there are some problems with the calculation method of these humanoid restrictions, and they don't know much.

"Then senior brother, junior brother will take his leave."

"Junior brother, take care, remember to come back early."

The surrounding humanoid restrictions watched Yan Buji walk up the stairs step by step and go to the door of the main hall.

Yan Buji knocked on the door: "Grandmaster, disciple Yue Jin wants to see you."

"Come in."

"Yes."

Yan Buji pushed the door open and looked around.

There were no extra decorations in the ancient hall, only a faceless statue of the Taoist ancestor stood, candles were burning in the lamp holders under the stage, and smoke was rising from the incense burners.

The old Taoist in yellow closed his eyes and smiled and said, "Come and sit down."

Yan Buji looked at a cushion in front of the old Taoist in yellow, and went to sit down, saying, "Thank you, Master."

"Have you learned the Falling Heavenly Fire?"

"Yes, I have learned it, but I can't release it with all my strength."

The old Taoist in yellow nodded: "This shouldn't be a magic you can learn."

"Then Master, what's the matter with calling me here today?"

The old Taoist in yellow raised his head and looked at Yan Buji with his eyes open: "Penglai Pavilion needs new offerings. Now people down the mountain have long forgotten the name of Penglai. Do you have the confidence to go down the mountain to collect incense?"

Yan Buji's pupils shrank, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes, I will do my best!"

"Okay, okay, if that's the case, let's go down the mountain." The old Taoist in yellow nodded with satisfaction and watched Yan Buji leave.

At the same time, two old Taoists appeared behind the old Taoist in yellow and said, "This man is just a warrior, how can he have such a high level of understanding?"

"Although there are not many outstanding people in this group, this warrior seems to be extraordinary."

"Where are those people?"

"Find a way to get them out!"

"Good."

The figures of several old Taoists gradually disappeared, and at this time Yan Buji also walked down the mountain, hesitated for a moment and tried to step through the mountain gate.

Out? !

Yan Buji turned his head and saw that there were no pavilions and towers before, and the style of immortals?

Everywhere he looked, there were ruins and desolate dead places!

"Illusion? Or is it some kind of formation that blocked my vision?"

Yan Buji squinted his eyes and looked carefully for a few times, and found that he did not find anything unusual in his sight.

Either he was unaware of the situation in Penglai Pavilion, or this was the true face of Penglai Pavilion!

Yan Buji turned his head and walked forward, and indeed found traces of a large number of villages gathered nearby, but after years, everything here had long become ruins.

Walking into the ruins, Yan Buji was about to check around when a huge monster suddenly attacked!

The huge monster that looked like a yellow cow rushed over, and Yan Buji frowned and clenched his fist.

Boom!

He smashed the monster with one punch. At this time, Yan Buji realized that there were monsters everywhere nearby. Such a huge shock naturally aroused the vigilance of these monsters!

The sharp-eyed Yan Buji saw that there seemed to be a spirit rising from the dead monster, flying towards Penglai Pavilion, and roughly understood the meaning of his going down the mountain.

"Roar!!!"

Yan Buji raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You still have to pinch the weak persimmon."

The sun set.

Several figures came from a far distance, looking at the large number of monster corpses nearby, and couldn't help frowning.

"What's going on here? Have those old guys from Penglai Pavilion come out?"

"Not really. Judging from the wounds, they must have been smashed. Those old guys don't know how to fight in close combat."

"Are all the monsters that we finally gathered dead?"

Several people looked strange, and the young man in the lead had no expression on his face: "They are just trash. Pull more of them over and get ready to attack the mountain next!"

"Yes!"

......

After Yan Buji returned to Penglai Pavilion, he saw that the restrictions around him seemed to have regained vitality. Everyone looked at Yan Buji with a smile on their faces:

"Junior brother, you're back?!"

"Senior brother...what happened to you?" Yan Buji asked curiously.

"It's all thanks to my junior brother for collecting incense. The ancestor was very happy to give us a part of it."

Yan Buji nodded, thinking that Penglai Pavilion might have some ability to collect spirits to maintain the operation of Penglai Pavilion's restrictions.

But how these humanoid restrictions came into being is still a mystery.

However, Yan Buji roughly understood the operation principle of Penglai Pavilion, so next...

"Junior brother, the master wants you to go there."

"Yes."

Yan Buji went to the main hall and entered it.

The old Taoist in yellow was very happy and took the initiative to stand up and said: "Well done, Yuejin."

"Disciple just did some small help."

The old Taoist in yellow nodded with satisfaction: "Good, if a disciple like Yuejin was born in our era, he would definitely become the backbone of Penglai Pavilion."

Yan Buji frowned: "Master, I want to ask..."

The old Taoist in yellow waved his hand: "We know what you want to ask. This Penglai Pavilion has gone through many vicissitudes of life. We are just shadows of the past."

Yan Buji fell silent.

"However, in Penglai Pavilion, there is still a demon emperor from the ancient times suppressed. If you hadn't forced your way in here to unlock the seal, we would not want to hurt you."

"Demon Emperor?!"

Yan Buji's face changed.

Something is wrong. I have to find a chance to run away!

Seeing Yan Buji's ugly face, the old Taoist in yellow smiled and said: "Don't worry Yue Jin, the ban is still intact. As long as you stay here for a few days, we will naturally send you out. If you want the inheritance of Changshengqi, it is not impossible."

"Oh?" Yan Buji asked curiously: "What exactly is Changshengqi?"

The old Taoist in yellow sighed: "It is said that it is the first wisp of qi when the world was first created. If you cultivate it, it can extend your life for ten thousand years."

Extend life for ten thousand years? !

Yan Buji was shocked, but then he thought that the demon emperor was also suppressed here, and he was afraid that Changqi would not be able to survive even if he cultivated.

Something is wrong, let's run away quickly.

"Ancestor, we are human beings, so we should work for the human race! If you have any instructions, I will do it!"

"Good."

The old Taoist in yellow smiled and suddenly said: "In this case, then you can kill everyone in the demon tower. They all want to unlock the seal, which is really a heinous crime!"

Yan Buji took a deep breath: "Ancestor, I... I have this little strength..."

"You can't refuse, don't worry, they have been sealed with some of their strength, so they are not too strong." The old Taoist in yellow narrowed his eyes, waved his sleeves and restrained Yan Buji.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Buji opened his eyes again and came to a tower!