The first cause of all realms

Chapter 474 A Thousand Years Away, A Sloppy Taoist Meets Xuan Ba!

Naturally, it is impossible to deduce the root of supernatural powers and the method of cracking them from the four words of "living for death".

It's just that after listening to it for so long, Yang Jue still remembered it.

The old way is not powerless to kill the blood demon, but the supernatural power of the blood demon, which can reversely seize the body and swallow the body shell of the self-killer, and even practice.

As a result, even if everyone present took action one by one, Zhang Laodao would still end up slaughtering everyone and dying with them.

Therefore, the old Taoist chose to possess Lu Qingting, at the expense of himself and his disciples, completely cutting off the possibility of this demon's resurrection.

only……

"good."

The old man nodded slightly:

"This matter, you can't pretend to others. Even if you have the rank of judge, unless you take the four steps of becoming an immortal in one go, otherwise, you can't avoid this magical power..."

"If so, this junior has a better idea."

Yang Yu's lips twitched, and the sound transmission entered the secret.

"Um……"

The old Taoist frowned first, then stretched his brows, and looked at the street with Yang Qian:

"If you really have the ability to suppress this demon, it's not impossible, but if you can't..."

Yang Yu's eyes became darker:
"If it doesn't work, the Daoist will just use another sword, and not many hands and feet will be ruined. But if it works, this junior has a merciless request..."

The two of them chattered one word at a time, making the onlookers confused.

"Could it be..."

Feng Wushuang's heart moved slightly, he thought for a while, then drifted back.

"No solution……"

Chu Tianyi shook his head heartily.

During this interval, he reversed his supernatural powers several times and used various methods to kill the evil Taoist, but all the results he got were death.

With his current means, it is almost impossible to break the situation.

Several people had different thoughts, and they were all speculating about the conversation between the two, but Andao seemed to feel uneasy:
"Old Taoist Zhang, kill as soon as you want, what are you talking about?!"

The old Taoist naturally ignored him, looked at the ghost baby who seemed to be belatedly aware, thought for a while, and nodded in agreement:
"If you can do it, even if you want the Seven Tribulations Sword, the old Taoist will allow you!"

"it is good!"

As Yang Qiang opened his mouth, the ghost baby who was gloating at the side suddenly smelled an unusual smell.

"you you……"

He raised his head suddenly and saw the gazes of the two, the little ghost suddenly felt that something was wrong, he wanted to run away, but how could it beat Yang Jue's thoughts?
There was only time to scream, and the whole person jumped up involuntarily, angrily punched Taoist Andoren's heart!
"No!"

The ghost baby screamed, and Taoist An also woke up like a dream. He was startled at first, and then sneered:

"A little devil also wants to break my god..."

boom!
Accompanied by a muffled sound, the little ghost came out directly through his body, pouring thick blood all over his body, he shook his body stiffly, and when he wanted to say something, he fell to the ground.

"call!"

Warden Yang let out a sigh of relief, and only said "the real man protects the Dharma for me" and then sat down on his own, closing his eyes and concentrating.

In the Cauldron of Gluttony, the brilliance of the Suppressing Evil Seal was shining brightly, as if it was about to ignite, the purple gold gourd swayed and approached, and the Longyuan Sword was also hanging from high, as if it smelled an unusual aura.

To subdue that brat, Yang Jue's greatest achievement was to obtain some information about Kuixing's rank.

Kuixing is a ghost, but he is not a ghost.

There are five categories of Dao and fruit, immortals, Buddhas, gods, demons, and demons. There are various subdivisions within them, but in addition to these, there is another category called 'extreme'.

The extreme rank is a general term for ranks with two or more ranks.

It corresponds to those legendary existences who are immortal gods, gods and Buddhas, and immortals and Buddhas in one.

For example, the Bone Bodhisattva, who is also the top rank of the Bone Man Demon and the Jingyou Bodhisattva, the Buddha and the Demon, can be called a "great supernatural power" before ancient times.

So is Kuixing!

For ghosts and gods, they are high-ranking ghosts and gods who can be promoted to the four major judges. For demons, they can also summon demon Kuixing, and for immortals, they are patrol envoys!
Kuixing possesses the strengths of three types, and his powers are all about parading, suppressing demons, and swallowing ghosts!
Therefore, the three great fruits that make up Kuixing naturally have a great aversion to and restraint against all ghosts without physical shells!

The Suppressing Evil Seal cannot be suppressed, and the Longyuan Sword can cut off the connection without being affected by itself.

buzz~
The Zhenxie seal trembled violently, visible to the naked eye, and the 'soul line' connecting the ghost baby was stretched to the extreme, and even made a 'click' sound.

And the Longyuan Sword, which never obeyed its commands, also glowed at this moment, as if it was about to burst into a thunderous wrath at any moment.

The purple-gold gourd rotates slowly, the mouth of the gourd opens and closes from time to time, and the inside is unfathomable.

boom!
At a certain moment, Yang Jue felt his mind buzzing, and a cold and ferocious aura descended on the Suppressing Evil Seal in a strange way that he could not fathom at this time.

This time, he couldn't help himself.

"A mere brat, also wants to break my god..."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Daoren An was startled, he felt a divine peak pressing down on his head, crushing his soul body that had not gathered together with earth-shattering momentum!
"No!"

The shrill screams startled Gu Qingyi, who was watching closely, and she dodged to avoid it, only to see the ghost baby rolling wildly on the ground.

"roll!"

"The little devil..."

"Dirty thing, go away, go away!"

"Little devil!"

……

Completely different screams sounded at the same time, which was indescribably strange.

Not long after, the screams became quieter, and the ghost baby fell into the dust again, its hands and feet trembled, but it remained motionless.

"died?"

Tie Tafa couldn't help but get closer, but saw that the ghost baby's eyes were closed, his face was gray and pale, and there was no life at all.

"His breath..."

The old Taoist's perception is so keen, seeing the aura of Taoist An being suppressed to the bottom, he was also a little surprised:
"This kid, actually..."

"call!"

Yang Jue opened his eyes and heaved a sigh of relief, but his mind was not on the ghost baby in front of him, but on the cauldron of gluttony.

After Andoren was killed by the ghost infant, a cloud of black mist appeared in the cauldron.

That is,

[Remnant pages of the book of the underworld: The most precious treasure of the underworld, an insignificant page of the book of the three lives of the underworld, which can print the fate of a state...]

"Fortunately not humiliated!"

Yang Jue restrained himself and stood up.

"Thank you little friend."

The old Taoist looked solemn and made a long bow.

"You are very polite..."

Yang Qiu wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't avoid it, so he had to accept this obeisance.

And at this time, everyone including him realized that this illusion was about to end early...

"This prayer, you can bear it."

When the old Taoist stood up, he had already separated from Lu Qingting's body. His figure was as ethereal as smoke, only his voice, appearance and body could be seen, just like the Fenghao before.

But compared to Feng Hao, who is dark in color, his soul is light and ethereal, without the slightest coldness of the soul, but instead has the warmth of the sun.

"soul……"

Looking at the old Taoist's back and perceiving the remaining pages of the dark book in the cauldron, Yang Jue couldn't help shaking his head, lifted the fainted ghost baby, and followed slowly.

"Come with me!"

Lu Qingting woke up wobbly, only to feel that his body was heavy, with pain and numbness everywhere, but seeing the back of the patriarch, he let his senior sister support him to keep up.

Feng Wushuang floated away, and Tie Tafa strode to keep up.

"My death calamity is broken?"

Chu Tianyi was a little lucky, but after a little sensing, he did not notice the change, and smiled wryly in his heart.

"Sure enough, using external force to break the game doesn't count as a ritual for me..."

It was a little pity in his heart, but he had expected it a long time ago, so he was not disappointed. Seeing the backs of the people walking away, after thinking about it, he turned around and left.

Seeing such a great master of swordsmanship, he naturally wanted to ask for advice, but he couldn't get the Seven Tribulations Sword, and a few pointers couldn't make him reshape the heart of the sword...

Huhu~
On the towering mountain peak, the first thing Yang Jue sees is Wang Muzhi, who is bowing down to the ground with his sleeves hanging down:
"The late learner, Wang Muzhi, met the great master..."

Grand Master, at some point, is no longer a title of realm.

"Thousands of years later, it will be far better than today's prosperous age of martial arts."

The old Taoist has some emotion:
"Four steps to become an immortal, four steps to a martial saint, you have come a long way, the old Taoist was no better than you."

"How can He De compare with the Grand Master?"

Wang Muzhi's attitude was respectful and meticulous, and he even took out a radiant seed very simply:
"This is the 'God Seed' of Andoren..."

"interesting."

Zhang Laodao glanced at him again, picked up the seed, and walked towards the hall:
"At the last moment, the old Taoist said something, if you are willing to listen, then come in, if you are not willing, then go."

"Farewell to Master Zhang..."

Wang Muzhi didn't hesitate, bowed his body and left.

In the main hall at the top of Tianbi Peak, the slovenly Taoist gave everyone half a cup of tea to meet and dismiss them one by one.

Yang Yu was not in a hurry, so he was the last one, taking advantage of this gap, to sense the Mingshu in the cauldron.

Just like the voice of the little ghost, this ghost book did have traces of being beheaded, and it is slowly wriggling and repairing at this time, shrouded in fog, making it hard to see clearly.

But vaguely, he could still see the densely packed and constantly changing names of people passing by in a flash...

"Hero Yang, the Patriarch is waiting for you."

Gu Qingyi cupped his hands, thanked him, and invited him in.

Yang Ju nodded, and walked towards the main hall, feeling a little slanderous in his heart, these powerful forces are really extravagant, and all of them are possessing rare treasures.

It seems to be deliberately hiding something...

In the main hall, the old Taoist didn't care about his image at all, and he ate the vegetarian food. He ate very quickly, but chewed very finely.

Not long after, I ate up the vegetarian meal.

"Be careful of that kid surnamed Wang. This kid is really big-hearted. He wants to be a martial sage and ten capitals, but he is extremely talented. It's hard to say, but he can do it."

Wiping his mouth with his Taoist robe casually, the old Taoist warned:
"It's okay to have no grudges and no grudges. If there is any grudge, kill it as soon as possible!"

"A Martial Saint and the head of the Ten Capitals?"

When Yang Jue heard this, his heart skipped a beat, but he automatically ignored the second half of the sentence.

He wasn't surprised by Wang Muzhi's arrogance, but was surprised by why Zhang Xuanba stripped off the 'Qingtianshakedi' since he could take care of both.

Having doubts, Yang Jue asked, this is a great master who was not born in the world, although limited by the times, his knowledge must be extensive.

"In future generations, there will be such a remarkable descendant?!"

Hearing Yang Ju's detailed future, the old Taoist was a little moved, and said 'great' three times in his mouth.

He paced back and forth, suddenly tore off a corner of the Taoist robe on his body, bit his finger with one hand, and wrote with blood as ink.

What he wrote is exactly what he is best at, the 'dragon-shaped grass'.

"This is you?"

Looking at the old Taoist whose energy and spirit had dropped by more than three points, Yang Jue was a little taken aback.

"What is Dao Fruit? It is the essence of heaven and earth, the natural way, and martial arts does not conflict with it. The reason why the Prince Zhao you mentioned stripped Dao Fruit is probably to open the way for the younger generation..."

Passing the corner of the Taoist robe to Yang Qiu, Zhang Laodao's eyes were bright and frightening:
"Such a grand event, how can the old man not help?!"

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