Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 259: Zoroastrian Cult

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Overlooking thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the wilderness, the green fields are rolling, the mountains are towering, apes are croaking, tigers are roaring, eagles are striking the sky, and there is a sense of wilderness.

"After five years here, it's time to leave."

He took a deep breath and pressed his magic power.

The light of the Eternal Light Mirror flashed, enveloping him inside, and the more powerful power of space isolated the desolate world from suppressing it.

The inner god fighting talisman in Dantian flashes red light.

"Disciple Xu Junming, I respectfully invite Emperor Guan Sheng to come to me. I am as urgent as the law!"

The power of heaven and earth, like gurgling water, pours into the Dantian, and then transfers to the Eternal Light Mirror.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the light of the Eternal Light Mirror is getting stronger and stronger, and the power of space that isolates the wilderness is getting stronger and stronger.

The power of heaven and earth, which was originally a trickle, quickly grew stronger and soon became a mighty river, surging incessantly.

Xu Junming's aura continued to rise. After a moment of pause, it suddenly surged a lot.

With a 'buzz' sound, the Universal Light Mirror expanded to three feet, and the clear water-like mirror light looked like a full moon.

"go!"

A slight scold.

The mirror light was reversed, and shrouded in silver light, a black dot appeared in the void, and then slowly expanded.

Apple size.

Ocean bowl size.

The speed gradually slowed down.

Xu Junming concentrated his concentration, and a ganoderma-like cloud floated above his head, and the light of a red talisman in it rose sharply.

The black hole, which was already the size of a washbasin, expanded again.

After slowly reaching the size of a water tank, Xu Junming looked at the majestic snow-capped mountains on the other side of the black hole, feeling excited.

"Walk!"

The figure flashed and quickly flew in.

In just a moment, they crossed thousands of miles and arrived at a huge snow-capped mountain.

As soon as the light of the Eternal Light Mirror dimmed, the space channel disappeared instantly.

Feel the howling wind around you and the biting coldness; look at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, like dragons and snakes, crawling on the boundless land.

A huge excitement surged through my heart.

The energy in Dantian surged involuntarily.

"Ah!!! I'm back!!"

His physical cultivation was equivalent to that of the late Jin Dan, making his roar sound like thunder.

The sound waves of the silver screen exploding echoed through the mountains.

"Boom" was heard repeatedly, and the endless ice and snow collapsed, rolling down like a mighty river.

Just like the thunder from the sky stirring up the fire on the earth, the mountains shook, the mighty force lasted for a long time.

After expressing the depression in his heart, strong hatred surged into his heart.

"Golden Eagle King, we will fight until death!"

With a rush of mana, the 'Soul-Calling Bell', which he had trained into a mid-grade spiritual weapon, flew out.

The copper bell flickered with light, but there was nothing unusual about the aura of the Golden Eagle King that existed in it.

He frowned.

The advanced mid-grade spiritual weapon ‘Soul-Capturing Bell’ can already detect targets within a hundred miles. There is no response now. It is obvious that the Golden Eagle King is not within a hundred miles.

"I don't believe I can't find you."

The destiny talisman in Dantian that increased to the size of seven feet flickered.

With the soul aura of the Golden Eagle King, it is much more accurate to use the Eight Trigrams of the Book of Changes to deduce its whereabouts.

"West Kunlun, Angel Peak, Zoroastrian Cult!"

Ten words emerged in Xu Junming's heart.

"Angle Peak, Zoroastrianism?! So it's here."

As soon as the magic power was activated, a red fire shot into the sky and disappeared into the western sky like lightning.

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In the heart of a huge mountain.

Four piles of giant flames about three feet high illuminated the entire mountainside.

In the middle of the four flames is a giant altar that is nearly ten feet high and covers an area of ​​more than nine acres.

In the center of the altar, a statue of a god with four heads and eight arms, three feet high, and its entire body carved from unknown black stones stands majestically.

The four heads of the statue represent joy, anger, sorrow, and joy respectively, and the eight arms hold a blue flame.

A giant snake was wrapped around his body, and under his feet was a monster with the head of a bird, the body of a turtle, and the tail of a tiger.

The sculpture of the statue is extraordinary, and its eyebrows and eyes look like living creatures.

Under this idol, there are three lotus pedestals.

There is a man in black robe sitting cross-legged on each lotus seat.

The man in black robe in the middle holds in his left hand a black wooden staff about two meters long, with a crystal ball the size of an adult's fist on the top of the staff.

The crimson light shines in the crystal ball, as if countless fires have been condensed.

The man in black robe on the right is tall, with a scimitar hanging on his waist, and a black snake coiled around his left arm.

The black snake swallowed its core and stared at the man in black robe on the left with its cold eyes.

This man was tall and thin, with no body, but the aura on his body was extremely obscure, which was obviously unusual.

Suddenly, the tall, thin man in black robes breathed a little faster, and his eyes became distracted.

The slightest change instantly attracted the attention of the other two people.

"Elder Golden Eagle, what's wrong with you?"

A hoarse and old voice sounded.

The tall and thin man in black robe slowly shook his head.

"fine!"

He just felt a little uneasy for no reason, as if a disaster was imminent.

"Haha, high priest, Elder Golden Eagle has been practicing too hard recently and has become a little obsessed."

The man in black robe with the black snake wrapped around his arm sneered.

The tall, thin man in black robe had a cold look.

"Hassan, if you want to cause trouble, just come here and stop being so weird."

"Okay, I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Hassan's cold voice sounded, and the black snake on his arm hissed. The snake's eyes were full of cruelty as it stared at the thin middle-aged man.

The elder Golden Eagle waved his hand, and a long cyan flag appeared in his hand, full of momentum.

"Boom...!"

The high priest's staff struck the ground, and a sound like a drum sounded.

"Do you think I don't exist?"

Accompanied by the angry voice, a tyrannical momentum rose from the high priest to the sky.

"Today is the birthday of the great god Ahura. No one can destroy the god's sacrifice. You two, please stay calm."

Hassan and Elder Golden Eagle looked at each other, snorted coldly, and sat down again.

Seeing that they had settled down, the high priest said no more.

"let's start!"

Kneeling in front of the three-person lotus seat, the priest in red nodded and rang the golden bell in his hand.

As the clear and melodious bells rang throughout the mountain, hundreds of gray-robed priests drove countless ragged people out.

These people were old and young, with numb expressions and dull eyes, and they mechanically followed the team forward.

After reaching the edge of the altar, fall into the stone pit surrounding the altar.

The stone pit was five feet wide and three feet deep, and it was filled with black snakes.

Seeing someone falling down, the black snake hissed in its mouth, its cold snake eyes revealed bloodlust, biting and devouring flesh and blood crazily, but after a moment, only a skeleton was left and sank to the bottom of the pit.

There was a steady flow of people, the roar of snakes was like a boiling cauldron, and the rich smell of blood filled the entire cave.

This cruel scene shocked everyone's hearts.

Many gray-clothed believers turned their faces away unbearably. However, the three people on the altar and the dozens of red-clad believers seemed to be familiar and looked indifferent.

After more and more people were devoured, the statue on the altar gradually began to move, and a layer of crimson radiance emerged.

The high priest's face also showed a look of morbid enjoyment.

Sudden!

Countless transparent balls of light that were the size of olives and shaped like grains of rice flew in, shining with nine colors.

This ball of light flashed past the gray-clothed cultists, and it was visible to the naked eye that their souls were taken away.

The yellow rice flew into the snake pit, but in an instant, all the snake souls disappeared.

"Who is so bold as to disturb my Zoroastrian sacrifice!"

The high priest roared angrily, waved his wooden staff, and an astonishing burst of flames shot into the sky.

A flash of red light flashed, and all the fireworks disappeared.

The yellow rice flew up and flew straight towards the red-clothed believers.

These innate-stage red-clothed believers are naturally not comparable to those gray-clothed believers who only have foundation-building cultivation.

With an angry shout, they all took out their magic weapons.

Fire, frost, sand, and swords all swarmed forward.

All attacks falling on the yellow rice seemed to have no effect, as if the illusory grains of rice passed directly through their bodies, taking away their souls and mana without any hindrance.

"Damn it!"

The high priest roared angrily, pointed the wooden stick in his hand, and the red bead on the tip of the stick instantly became dozens of feet, and it was as heavy as a mountain and hit the yellow rice directly.

"The Dharma Realm of the Universe!"

The yellow rice grains hit the red bead one after another. In an instant, a transparent boundary wall isolated the red bead from the outside world.

A ‘swish’ sound.

The yellow rice shrank in an instant, and the red beads fell into the hands of a tall young Taoist wearing a green robe, with a gourd hanging on his left waist and a copper bell hanging on his right waist.

"impossible!"

Elder Jindiao's expression changed drastically and he blurted out.

Xu Junming smiled lightly.

"King Golden Eagle, I didn't expect that you, the mighty Demon King of Kunlun Mountain, would be so depressed that you would hide in this cult?"

"You have fallen into Kunlun Ruins, how can you still be alive? Absolutely impossible!"

The Golden Eagle Elder, or rather the Golden Eagle King said in disbelief.

"No matter who you are, return my flame beads!"

The high priest stood on the lotus platform, full of momentum, and the powerful magic power belonging to the late stage of Jindan shook the void, suppressing Hassan on the right and the golden eagle on the left, and couldn't help but retreat.

Stretch out your right hand behind your back and gently move your index finger in a contemptuous manner.

"you wanna die!"

"The Scepter of Meerut!"

The wooden staff in his hand shone brightly and instantly turned into a giant tree that was sixty to seventy feet tall and as heavy as a mountain.

The huge tree crossed the sky and hit Xu Junming with an astonishing momentum.

Facing the astonishing giant tree, his expression remained unchanged, he raised his right palm, and the tyrannical energy and blood rose into the sky, instantly turning into a giant fist dozens of feet tall.

"Boom...!"

Sunny day and thunder.

Like a giant mountain tree, it flew back like a meteor after being hit by a fist, and was deeply embedded in the mountain.

In an instant, the entire cave shook like an earthquake, and huge rocks fell, as if it would collapse at any time.

After a long time, the movement slowly calmed down.

The golden eagle's pupils shrank.

After not seeing each other for five years, this man's strength has improved a lot.

Hassan's snake eyes flashed and he retreated quietly.

This uninvited guest is so powerful that even the high priest is no match for him, let alone him.

The high priest looked gloomy and stared at the young Taoist standing dozens of feet away in the sky.

The opponent's strength was beyond his imagination.

"Let's go together, otherwise you won't be able to escape God Ahura's wrath."

Hassan and Golden Eagle stopped. Knowing the secrets of Zoroastrian Cult, they looked at each other with scruples.