Time Traveling: The Ultimate Cultivation of Immortals

Yun Ziqing got up and walked towards Lan Chuya, looked at the young man and the woman lightly, his voice seemed to be icy, "If you want to do something, let's go to the side, Chuya is busy here, don't disturb him." At the same time, the whole body Reiatsu was unscrupulously and unreservedly released on the two of them, and immediately the two of them couldn't bear it and took a few steps back clutching their chests, a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

"Fellow Daoist, is it too much?" An afterimage of the middle-aged monk moved in front of the young man and the woman, imperceptibly blocking Yun Ziqing's spiritual pressure back, "The two of them didn't do anything, so you just hit hard Does hurting them violate the morality of the cultivation world?!"

"Are you talking about morality with me?" Yun Ziqing sneered contemptuously, "You come here uninvited and find fault as soon as you come. Is this moral? Are you out of your mind from cultivation?"

"You..." The middle-aged monk was speechless, his face flushed.

"Cousin, don't talk nonsense with him, some people just don't know the heights of heaven and earth, show him some color, and he will know how powerful it is." The young monk shouted wildly with an angry expression on his face. The man in front of him not only looked enviable, His attitude is still so arrogant, and he was humiliated in front of everyone just now, so he should be taught a lesson!

"If you want to show me so much, why don't you do it yourself?" Yun Ziqing looked over the middle-aged monk with a half-smile, and landed on the young man.

"You son of a bitch! You can't even catch Ziqing's eyes, and you're clamoring to teach others a lesson, you're beyond your limits!" Lan Chuya couldn't help but slander, his eyes fell on Yun Ziqing, his eyes were full of admiration and love Almost turned into substance, Ziqing is too mighty!

"Are you still shameless? Is it reasonable to steal other people's things?" The woman saw that the middle-aged monk and the young monk were no match for Yun Ziqing, so she hurried to help. She must find an excuse to kill the two of them today. She doesn't believe in Xiaoyaozong. People are so domineering, they must have come out in the name of Xiaoyaozong to cheat and abduct, and killing them can just go to Xiaoyaozong to receive merit.

"Face? Hahaha, listen everyone, how dare such a person have the nerve to talk to others? I wonder if she knows what a face is. Why are there such brazen women in the world?!" Lan Chuya Laughing, the meaning of ridicule was undisguised, and the woman immediately became angry from embarrassment.

"Little bastard, I think you are tired of working!" The woman shouted angrily, her whole body's spiritual power was running, she spread her palms, and offered a brush.

In her hand, the brush became bigger in an instant, the barrel became the thickness of an arm, and the nib was black, as if soaked in ink, with a simple and chilling meaning. She took it in her hand and wrote the word "death" in the air, that "death" The word "was black, wrapped in clouds of black mist, exuding a sense of evil.

"Kill!" When the word "death" became bigger and bigger and became the size of a basket, if she touched it, the word "death" turned into an afterimage and flew towards Lan Chuya.

Yun Ziqing's face turned icy in an instant, and he killed Lan Chuya in front of him, "Looking for death!" He flicked his sleeves lightly, and a mirror-like light curtain like a water curtain appeared in the air out of thin air. The light curtain slightly distorted the void, blocking The word "death" was added, and the strange and evil "death" was absorbed into it, which easily dispelled the woman's ultimate move!

The woman's complexion changed drastically. She knew that Yun Ziqing could dispel her move, but it was so easy, which greatly exceeded her expectations. At this moment, she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in her heart.

"You haven't tasted the power of your own word "death", have you?" Yun Ziqing stretched out his hand and patted the mirror light curtain lightly. The mirror light curtain fluctuated like a stone thrown into the water, and the word "death" exuded more intense The black mist emerged from the mirror light curtain in an instant, and the black mist filled the woman like lightning.

The woman immediately wrote the character "Po" with a brush, and with a touch, the character "Po" emitting white light hit the character "Death", but the word "Death" was blessed by Yun Ziqing's spiritual power several times, how could the woman It was his opponent, the word "death" smashed the word "broken" like a bamboo, and flew towards the woman with the remaining [-]% of its power.

The woman's eyes widened in horror, her face was ashen, and she immediately strengthened her protection, but to no avail. All the protections were broken one by one, and the word "death" hit her hard, and her body was blown away like a kite with a broken string, repeatedly He vomited several mouthfuls of blood, then fainted to the ground, unconscious!

"This is the fate of not being virtuous!" Yun Ziqing flicked his sleeves, retracted the mirror light curtain, and did not give her any more eyes.

Things happened too fast, it took only ten breaths from the woman's attack to being defeated by Yun Ziqing, the middle-aged monks and young monks had no time to react.

"Ziqing can beat you half to death with one move, who knows how powerful the heavens are?!" Lan Chuya glanced at the woman sarcastically, cleaned up the other two, and then settled the score!

"Still coming out arrogant like this, I'm afraid I don't know how to write about death?"

"How could she not know how to write? Didn't she write it just now? What a beautiful word, and it was written for herself."

"Haha, I know what it means to strike a stone with an egg!"

The monks who were delayed in changing their spirit stones were dissatisfied and ridiculed each other, and the voices flew into the ears of the middle-aged monk and the young monk one sentence after another, making them instantly feel ashamed.

"Shut up!" The middle-aged monk couldn't bear it anymore, and reprimanded him loudly.

All the monks were quiet for a moment, and then, like a rebound, each one was filled with righteous indignation.

"Why do you tell us to shut up, who are you?"

"Let's exchange spirit stones here, you crazy come here suddenly and tell us to shut up, are you out of your mind?"

"A good dog is not in the right place. If you don't change the spirit stone, get out of here. It's annoying to get in the way here!"

"You..." The string in the middle-aged cultivator's brain was cut off in anger, and he immediately used his spiritual power, sacrificed a ruler, and the ruler immediately became bigger in his hand, and then moved towards the person closest to him The top of the head is slapped away!

"Kill!" The middle-aged monk shouted, with a strong killing intent.

His move directly aroused public outrage. Those monks who were queuing up all sacrificed their spirit weapons to attack the middle-aged monks and young monks. Suddenly, at the entrance, the spiritual light kept shining, and the roar of fighting skills continued. sounded.

All the monks directly surrounded the two of them and besieged them together. What about the foundation stage, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and their cultivation bases are also close to the foundation stage. Could it be that twenty or thirty people can't beat two?

They must be killed today. They are bullying and defiant. They usually sell a spiritual herb and keep lowering the price again and again. The fruits of half a day's hard work are all given to this hungry wolf. They have already accumulated strong dissatisfaction.

The middle-aged monk never expected to cause public outrage. He just wanted to scare others. He was besieged at this moment, his spiritual power was being consumed, and he regretted it. If he couldn't get rid of the current situation, sooner or later they would perish here.

The woman woke up once during the period, and when she saw the scene of being besieged, she continued to pretend to be dizzy.

Lan Chuya pulled Yun Ziqing to the chair, and someone taught those who came to find fault for them, which saved them effort.

Jiang Boming and Jiang Bocheng approached the two of them, the shocked expression still on their faces, it's hard to imagine that it takes some skills to stir up public anger on their own!

Lan Guo hid behind Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing, watched the fierce scene with trepidation, and at the same time was full of envy. It would be great if he could fight against others like this one day. Thinking of this, he couldn't help making up his mind , must understand the cultivation method as soon as possible.

"Ziqing, drink tea." Lan Chuya poured two cups of tea, one for Yun Ziqing and one for himself. The spirit honey tea became more fragrant after a period of fermentation.

"Okay." Yun Ziqing touched Lan Chuya with the teacup before drinking. The scene in front of him made people feel refreshed.

Jiang Boming and Jiang Bocheng, "..." These two people really don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement!

This gang fight lasted for about an hour. The young monk was beaten up long ago, with one hand and one leg broken, and half of his rib broken. He lay on the ground and pretended to be dead. Powerful, he resisted for so long, and finally his spiritual power was exhausted, his arm was broken by a punch, his chest was sunken, his ribs were all broken, and he was still breathing.

Afterwards, the monks continued to line up to change the spirit stones as if nothing had happened. What happened just now seemed to be an illusion. If there were not three "dead corpses" lying on the ground, Lan Chuya would have thought it was an illusion.

The hearts of these monks are too strong, he admires them!

After changing the spirit stones, all the monks left one by one, and there were only a few of them left at the entrance.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, what do you plan to do with the three of them?" Jiang Boming was curious.

"Ziqing, why don't we mark them as spiritual slaves and let them collect spiritual grass for us forever?" Lan Chuya thought for a while, and felt that killing people was too easy, and he wanted to squeeze out their remaining value before killing them.

"They are not worthy to be your spiritual slaves, just give them Dao Tribulation." Yun Ziqing's voice was cold, and he actually wanted to kill those who wanted to kill Chuya, but Chuya's idea was also right, and now they Time is tight, and it would be nice to be able to control people to do things for them.

"Dao robbery?" Jiang Boming's face changed slightly. Dao robbery is a way to control people. A seed of spiritual consciousness is planted in the monk's soul to completely control people's consciousness. The longer the time, the stronger the control, until the end The soul will belong to the controller, and once it is planted with Taoism, if it is not obeyed, the soul will be burned so painfully that life is worse than death.

"It just so happens that their spiritual power is exhausted, they are seriously injured, and they have no power to resist." Yun Ziqing said as he precipitated three drops of blood essence from his fingertips, and silently recited the mantra, the three drops of blood essence gradually turned and changed, and finally formed three strange patterns , the special symbol of blood is shining in the pattern, exuding a strong sense of control.

"Plant!" Three strange patterns flew towards the eyebrows of the three of them respectively, quickly sank in, penetrated the flesh and entered the souls, and then printed the patterns on the celestial caps of their souls, flashed red light, and merged with the souls. They die, otherwise they will never be able to escape Yun Ziqing's control, and they will always surrender!

The bodies of the three trembled. Now they seemed to have betrayed their souls, and their body and mind were no longer under their control.

"Chuya, go back to the sect?"

"Okay." Lan Chuya put away the things, happily stretched out his hand to hold Yun Ziqing's hand, and with the blue fruit, the three of them disappeared into the sky into a rainbow light.

The Jiang brothers glanced at the "three dead bodies" and then turned into rainbow lights and left.