There Is A Dragon In My Well

According to Chu Qiu's understanding, the four great masters in heaven include Zhang Daoling, Ge Xuan, Xu Jingyang, and Qiu Hongji.

They have a high status and assist the Jade Emperor. They are responsible for conveying memorials, leading meetings, conveying edicts and other matters.

Traditions such as Longhushan Zhengyi Sect were all created by him.

Among them, he had heard of the first three heavenly masters, but he didn't know much about the latter one.

"It is said that the last of these four heavenly masters once traveled around and left behind scriptures, which were obtained by Zhenjun Sanmao. He became successful in cultivation, attained Taoism and became an immortal, and this is how he founded the Maoshan Taoism!"

"I just don't know if this technique of inviting gods is to invite True Monarch Sanmao or the four great heavenly masters!"

Chu Qiu thought about it and put away the Donghuang Bell above his head.

Whether it is True Monarch San Mao or the Four Heavenly Masters, they are all gods serving in the Heavenly Court, and they may not have much other abilities.

But the visual perception is absolutely top-notch.

At present, he has not yet completely succeeded in refining the Donghuang Bell and cannot expose it to the eyes of the heaven above.

Who knows if this technique of inviting gods can transmit things seen in the lower realm back to the upper realm.

"Poison Dragon, all of you, stay away!"

Chu Qiu put away the Donghuang Bell, shouted loudly, and opened his hand to take out the iron rod.

When Poisonous Dragon saw Chu Qiu coming, he quickly attacked a few times and retreated.

"Let me try out how powerful Maoshan's art of inviting gods is and see who he invites!"

Chu Qiu sneered and swung the iron rod, and the roar became louder, smashing it like a telegraph pole.

"Who are you?"

Mao Renfeng's serious expression changed, and the Purple Mansion Seal suddenly brushed up, and the purple energy spurted out, holding the iron rod.

At the same time, he recited a spell in his mouth, without even pinching the magic formula. With a click, a purple thunder fell from the sky.

"Purple Sky Divine Thunder!?"

Chu Qiu looked surprised. This was one of the most powerful thunder techniques in the Heavenly Thunder Department.

I didn't expect that the other party would use it so casually.

Fortunately, Chu Qiu's physical body was astonishingly powerful. Looking at the Zixiao Divine Thunder, he flicked his finger and with a click, the void collapsed.

The huge divine thunder was shattered, but the god invited by Mao Renfeng was shocked.

"Who are you? You can actually cultivate to the realm of immortals in the human world!"

Mao Renfeng gave a majestic shout. This majesty was obviously the aura cultivated by his high position.

"guess who I am?"

Chu Qiu curled up the corners of his mouth, pointed his magic skills, and with a click, a thunderbolt as thick as a water tank struck at the opponent.

"Nine Heavens Universal Divine Thunder!!"

Mao Renfeng's expression changed, and he quickly pointed his finger and cast several magic spells to protect himself.

After a few muffled bangs, Chu Qiu looked at Chu Qiu with an ugly face, shook the magic weapon suddenly, and the purple energy bounced the iron rod away, and asked:

"Who are you? Why do you use the thunder method of the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan to transform the Heavenly Lord?"

"I know a lot of tricks. Who do you think you are? You dare to ask me questions?"

The corners of Chu Qiu's mouth curled up, and several authentic Taoist magic techniques were unleashed, surprising the other party's face with a gloomy expression.

"I don't care who you are, but if you dare to cholera my orthodoxy, you won't be allowed to stay!"

After Mao Renfeng finished speaking, his face suddenly became solemn, and he raised his eyebrows: "Second brother, third brother, lend me the method!"

boom! boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the breath in his body suddenly rose twice.

A powerful momentum swept out overwhelmingly.

From the realm of heavenly immortals, it skyrocketed directly to the realm of a true immortal.

"You are San Mao Zhenjun!"

When Chu Qiu heard him calling him second brother and third brother, he immediately knew the other person's true identity.

San Mao Zhenjun actually refers to not one person, but three people.

They are Mao Ying, Mao Gu, and Mao Zhong!

The three brothers must be the ones who can be called so and can draw on their strength at the same time.

"You know us, but you still dare to attack my Maoshan Taoism!?" Mao Renfeng made a voice that was not his own and stared at Chu Qiu.

"Hey, I remember you three brothers!"

Chu Qiu didn't answer his words, but laughed sinisterly, her figure rose, and she rushed in front of him, and hit him mercilessly with the iron rod in her hand.

This smash, the terrifying physical power was unreserved, coupled with the magical blessing of the immortal realm, it was simply terrifying.

The void was shattering and rolling like dark clouds swept by a hurricane.

"Go!"

'Mao Renfeng' snorted coldly, lifted the Zi Mansion seal, the purple energy was densely trained, and caught the iron rod with a bang.

Such a violent muffled sound spread throughout Maoshan.

The mountains and rivers on the ground were shaken by strong vibrations, and fish and loaches jumped through the water one after another.

‘Mao Renfeng’ was also shaken and her body was unstable, with a look of surprise on her face.

"I didn't expect your physical strength to be so arrogant and powerful! But relying on brute force is not the right way after all! Today I will let you experience my Maoshan magic!"

After speaking, his palms spread out, and the magic power changed rapidly, forming a series of talismans, which were scattered into the air.

The talismans circulated rapidly, forming a huge whirlpool, in which bursts of golden light appeared, and a golden-armored godman emerged!

Holding a golden whip, golden sword, and golden armor, with a strong aura, he stepped towards Chu Qiu and slashed with the sword.

These golden-armored gods all have gleaming eyes, obviously possessing spiritual intelligence.

"It seems that these golden-armored gods are all working gods in heaven. They are probably not as high-ranking as Zhenjun Sanmao, so they were summoned by the other party with talismans."

"But you can summon a golden-armored god, and I can also use Spreading Beans to Create an Army!"

"Wait a minute, I seem to be able to do more than spread the beans!"

Chu Qiu looked at the other party's arrogant look, suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but smile.

Then he raised his hand and dispersed, golden light spread across the sky, puff puff puff... Thirty-six powerful Vajra-like gods and demons fell down.

These powerful Vajras have the appearance of gods and demons, but they are precious treasures that have been given initiations and blessings by eminent monks of the Buddhist sect.

It has been passed down from ancient times, and its tyrannical power is definitely greater than that of the golden-armored god!

Chu Qiu sacrificed them and went forward to catch them and fight them. The fight was so destructive that the sky was churning and the mountains and rivers were cut off.

After all, the golden-armored god was summoned with a talisman, so his combat power was weak and short-lasting.

After only a few encounters, they were beaten back by thirty-six powerful Vajra-like gods and demons, and their spiritual bodies were scattered.

Mao Renfeng's face turned ugly when he saw this. He raised his hand and pointed, and streaks of purple sky thunder struck down.

"You're not good at fighting, and you want to use secret tricks?"

Chu Qiu sneered, threw the iron rod, and it became huge and helpless, strangled with the opponent's magic weapon.

After freeing his hands, he clasped his hands together and pulled them apart violently, displaying a magical power that he hadn't used in a long time, thunder and lightning from all directions!

As he opened his palm, the lines on his hand shone with light, and separated from his palm and turned into streaks of thunder and lightning, like whips from the hanging clouds, striking down one after another from the sky to the ground.

After a burst of crackling, the golden-armored god was chopped into ashes and disappeared into the void.

Mao Renfeng's face turned ugly, and he suddenly shook his palms and thundered, hitting the iron rod.

Then he picked up the Zi Mansion seal and swiped it, and the purple energy swept across three thousand miles. Each symbol and mantra, like stars, kept wearing away the iron rod, making a squeaking sound when squeezed.

"go!"

Chu Qiu sneered and pointed a magic trick. Thirty-six powerful Vajra-like gods and demons galloped in the void, surrounding Mao Renfeng and attacking non-stop.

He reached out to fish again, ignoring the distance, grabbed the iron rod back, and smashed it hard on the opponent's head!