Liaozhai Great Sage

Third Sister Hu was dumbfounded; "Second brother, why are you missing?"

Hu Lanyu's eyes moved slightly, and he looked in the direction of Jinling City; "Someone used the star-picking technique to take away the emperor's liquid."

Astrology?

Third Sister Hu exclaimed: "This is impossible, how can there be such a spell in the mortal world?"

Reaching the stars is one of the most difficult spells in Taoism. There were people who practiced it in the previous dynasty, but only one person. That person was Li Bai, the poet fairy. Pickable stars.

That part of the phrase "Picking the stars with your hands" refers to the technique of picking stars.

At present, no one who cultivates the Tao can perform it. Most of the people who cultivate the Tao learn some ordinary skills such as wall penetration, invisibility, and qi. There are very few people.

And it is said that after the star-picking technique is practiced, the stars in the sky can be picked.

It's just that after this spell is practiced, I dare not cast it indiscriminately. The stars in the sky are guarded by Xingjun, and randomly picking stars is an act of offending Xingjun.

The second half of Li Bai's sentence: Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly beings.

It means that when he picked up the stars, he had to hide carefully, for fear of being discovered by Xing Jun.

"Isn't it stupid to use the star-picking technique to intercept the emperor's liquid?" Third Sister Hu said angrily, "with such a spell, who can get the emperor's liquid."

"The light of Youdi's fluid emerges from Jinling City. It should be that an expert in Jinling City performed the star-picking technique." Hu Lanyu said.

Third Sister Hu's eyes lit up immediately.

Jinling City?

Isn't that my enemy's territory?

"Whoo~!"

Thinking of this, she immediately turned around and flew towards Jinling City.

Seeing this, Hu Lanyu shook his head and smiled. He knew that his third sister had gone to pester Li Xiuyuan again, and probably this time she was going to beg the emperor to succumb to a saint in the world.

All the ghosts and gods in Jinling City work under his command.

Now that all the emperor liquids have been taken into Jinling City, it must be the work of a saint in the world.

Chapter 469 Selection

The early appearance of Diliuye, and on such a large scale, can be said to have drawn out all the spirits and monsters in the mountains and fields, and in rural towns.

No spirit is willing to give up such an opportunity.

This is a treasure to increase the Taoism, and it is something that the spirit monster sect dreams of.

Even a thousand-year-old demon can't stand it anymore.

"Is the emperor liquid?"

At this moment, a hilltop a hundred miles outside Yangzhou City is the military camp of Nine Mountain King Li Liangjin.

Since he attacked Jinling City and lost the battle, his popularity has plummeted. He was too frightened to attack the city any more, and only dared to hide in the mountains and claim hegemony.

But at this moment, Hu Hei looked up at the moon in the army and saw tens of thousands of golden threads hanging down, and the emperor's liquid fell into the mortal world, his face was both excited and gloomy.

"It would be great if those foxes and grandchildren of the old man didn't die." Hu Hei lowered his head and looked down, sighing.

He didn't have the heart to take the emperor's liquid, his path of practice has come to an end, he has committed too many killings in order to get revenge, and when the Nine Mountain King Li Liangjin is wiped out, his killing will come, and he will come again So what if you add hundreds of years of Taoism?

Thinking of this, Hu Hei returned to the military tent in a daze.

In a remote town somewhere on the boundary of Yangzhou.

Shihu, the old Black Mountain demon who came from Jinling City, occupied this place. When he was sleeping alone at night, he noticed the changes between the heaven and the earth, and opened his eyes to look out the window.

"Emperor Ointment? But it smells so bloody, is the Emperor Ointment made from the blood of Dongyue Shenjun? Hey, there is still one day for that old immortal thing. The power of the Immortal Sword is not good. I want to borrow my name Killing Li Xiuyuan with his own hands, today you know the price of calculating Lao Tzu, the majestic Taishan God has also been laid down in the mortal world, if you want to return to the Heavenly Palace to take charge of the divine power, I am afraid that there is a long way to go."

The black mountain old demon sneered in his heart, he was not very interested in such emperor liquid.

His demon body was beheaded by Li Xiuyuan. Although he is an old demon, he is already a first-class ghost and god. Emperor Liujiang is useless to him.

And he didn't want to get involved in the fight between Dongyue Shenjun and Li Xiuyuan.

He had plenty of time to lie dormant, and only waited for Li Xiuyuan to strike suddenly when he was at his weakest, devouring Li Xiuyuan.

Eating him alone is better than thousands of emperors.

To be a monster, you have to be patient, recalling the scene of hunting in the mountains when I was a tiger, when the mountains were covered by heavy snow and the animals disappeared. I thought I would starve to death on the Black Mountain, but finally walked out of the mountains and lived near a mountain village. Lie down and pretend to be dead, and the villagers saw him on the first day.

But he didn't dare to approach him. On the second day, someone dared to approach him but he didn't dare to touch him. On the third day, a villager touched him, but he still pretended to be dead until the villager wanted to lift him up and drag him back. At that time, with the last of his strength, he bit off the neck of the villager, ate him, and survived that winter.

Therefore, one must be patient to eat people, and one must be even more patient to eat this human sage.

Thinking of this, Shi Hu closed his eyes, took a nap and continued to sleep soundly.

And in a small pond near the Yangtze River.

Some time ago, during the battle outside Jinling City, when the thunder struck the pond, a huge splash was blown up, and all the villagers who saw it were amazed.

In the pond, a thousand-year-old crocodile lurks in the mud. Its body is torn apart, its wounds are hideous, and it is almost dead.

"Hey~!"

Suddenly, as soon as the light burst out, he saw a person who looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old child manifest in mid-air, with an excited expression on his face, thinking of a falling emperor liquid not far away and running away.

This child is none other than an old crocodile in the Yangtze River who has attained the Tao and proclaimed himself King of the Yangtze River.

It is the god of water in the Yangtze River.

But a few days ago, because of fighting with Lei Gong, he was struck by a divine thunder from the sky and fell into this small pond. He had no choice but to stay here to recuperate his injuries.

Now that Diliujiang appears, King Yangzijiang is very excited. With this treasure, what wounds can't be healed?

At this moment, King Yangzijiang's spirit was out of his body, and he flew to the side of a piece of Diliuye. He reached out to grab it, and was about to take it, but the Diliujiang in front of him suddenly flashed and disappeared immediately.

"Where's my Emperor Ointment?" He turned pale with shock, looked around, but couldn't find any clues.

"Forget it, don't look for it anymore, there is another one over there, I'll go get that one."

King Yangzijiang turned around and flew towards another emperor liquid, but when he flew to normal, he suddenly found that emperor liquid also disappeared out of thin air.

Not only that, the surrounding golden lights falling from the heavenly palace began to disappear one after another quickly.

King Yangzijiang was furious immediately: "Which shameless person intercepted all the emperor's liquid, if I find him, I will let him taste my death roll."