I can bless thousands of magical powers

Xia Xu, Tianwang Hall.

In the main hall, Xuancheng, dressed in a green robe, sat cross-legged in front of the statue and chanted sutras with his eyes closed.

The smoke of incense lingered around him, and his whole body seemed to be completely integrated with this majestic temple.

I don't know how long it took, but Xuancheng's eyebrows suddenly moved.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The Taoist suddenly found that his Zhishui state of mind suddenly fluctuated for no reason.

Countless troubling thoughts came to mind.

It seems to be on a whim!

Under such circumstances, Xuancheng could only frown and stop his daily practice.

If you persist, you may become obsessed.

At this moment, a Taoist boy quietly came to his side and whispered a few words.

After hearing this, Xuancheng replied calmly: "I know."

He got up and left the main hall, went to the residence in the inner hall and changed into a set of plain clothes, and then came to the side hall.

Xuancheng saw Zhang Yuan sitting on the chair at a glance!

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his mood became extremely unstable, and he felt that something big had happened.

It was solely due to his strong will that he had cultivated over many years of practice that Xuancheng did not lose his composure on the spot. He bowed his head and said, "Guardian Zhao, are you okay?"

The last time he met Zhang Yuan was more than a month ago.

At that time, Zhang Yuan told Xuancheng that he had accepted the Taoist task of collecting herbs and was going to Mount Taiwu.

Xuancheng gave the other party a peace charm.

As a result, Zhang Yuan left without any news.

Although many people get trapped in the vast Taiwu Mountain every year.

But Xuancheng believes that Zhang Yuan is by no means a short-lived person!

Facts proved that his intuition was correct, and Zhang Yuan came back safely.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for remembering me."

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly, cupped his fists and said in return: "I came here today to tell the Taoist Master some good news."

Xuancheng's expression changed: "Yan?"

Zhang Yuan nodded: "Thank you!"

Xuancheng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and was silent for a long time.

Although there seems to be nothing unusual on the surface.

But Zhang Yuan could completely feel the waves that were being stirred up in the other party's heart.

Xuancheng opened his eyes again, his dark eyes flashing brightly: "I don't like to joke!"

This Taoist with a gentle temperament, a quiet and indifferent temperament, showed his unrivaled aura in front of Zhang Yuan for the first time.

Zhang Yuan felt a sharp blade-like energy approaching his face, causing goosebumps to appear on his skin.

Zhang Yuan told Zhang Yuan intuitively.

If you really lie to this Taoist, you will definitely receive a thunderous blow from him!

Although Xuancheng is only a Taoist priest.

But in this Heavenly King's Palace, the power he can exert is absolutely beyond imagination.

Zhang Yuan replied in a deep voice: "I don't like it either. If Taoist Master doesn't believe it, you can investigate it yourself!"

Zhang Yuan knew very well that with the energy of the Heavenly King Palace, it would not be difficult to know the truth.

He is naturally not afraid of any investigation.

"I believe you!"

Xuancheng suddenly restrained all his sharpness and laughed, "Okay, okay, okay!"

The Taoist said "good" three times in a row.

Every sound is louder than the last.

There was endless joy in his voice, as if a heavy shackles had been removed, and there was an indescribable sense of relief.

It was stirring and echoing in the side hall.

Taoist Xuancheng's aura also experienced surprising changes.

The Taoist robe he wore was windless and automatic, his magic power surged continuously, and his eyes flashed with a brilliant light like stars.

This scene lasted for ten breaths before slowly returning to calm.

But in Zhang Yuan's perception, the Xuancheng in front of him seemed to be a different person, making him both familiar and unfamiliar.

Zhang Yuan solemnly said: "Congratulations, Taoist Priest, for being promoted to the rank of Heavenly Master!"

Xuancheng actually broke through in front of him and entered the realm of Heavenly Master in one fell swoop.

"I was shocked to learn that my old enemy had died, and my inner demons were broken!"

Taoist Xuancheng, no, it should be Heavenly Master Xuancheng, smiled and said, "Guardian Zhao, thank you for the good news."

He was once a talented person like Yan Wushuang, but he was in the same predicament that he couldn't break through.

So that countless years were wasted.

Yan Wushuang was hit by the Feng Yuan Talisman.

And Xuancheng is surrounded by inner demons!

Now that he knows that Yan Wushuang has perished, his inner demons have naturally disappeared and can no longer be an obstacle to his practice.

The accumulation of Taoism accumulated over many years of hard work is like a dam filled with floods that collapsed in an instant.

Promotion is both natural and unstoppable!

Xuancheng shook his hand and typed out a letter charm.

Summon Han Zixun like last time.

This is the real owner.

Han Zixun came faster than last time.

It's just that when this Han family member came to the side hall, his steps were staggering, his face was red, his clothes were messy, his belt was loose, and he smelled of alcohol and makeup.

I don’t know which ecstasy cave he just ran from.

After more than a month, Zhang Yuan almost didn't recognize the other party.

Because Han Zixun's vitality seemed to have been swallowed up by strangeness, and he looked extremely depressed, with blue eyelids and thin cheeks, and he looked like he was drunk too much.

Seeing Zhang Yuan sitting opposite Xuancheng, Han Zixun subconsciously rubbed his eyes and said in a low voice: "Zhao Yun, you are not dead?"

Zhang Yuan was speechless.

puff!

The next moment, a cup of hot tea was poured on Han Zixun's face.

Xuancheng asked coldly: "Say it again."

Han Zixun shook his head, and his confused eyes gradually became clear and calm.

He wiped the tea off his face with his sleeve and showed a bitter smile: "Cousin, I know I was wrong."

"I asked you to come here to tell you."

Xuan Cheng's face was slightly relieved, and he said lightly: "Protector Zhao has completed your commission."

"What?"

Han Zixun did not react immediately: "What commission?"

He immediately understood, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Yan Wushuang?"

The Han family member stared at Zhang Yuan, his face twisted: "You killed Yan Wushuang?"

His hands were shaking slightly, and then clenched into fists!

"That's right."

Zhang Yuan had to tell Han Zixun in detail about his experience of secretly returning to Damengze, getting accurate information, and sneaking into Nanli Island to kill Yan Wushuang in one fell swoop.

Of course, the part involving his own secrets, such as the red-eyed crow, must be hidden.

Han Zixun was stunned: "This, is this true?"

He never thought that Zhang Yuan would be so bold, even crazy.

And Zhang Yuan actually did it!

It was incredible.

Zhang Yuan replied calmly: "The reason why I was able to kill Yan Wushuang was because of a Xuanbing!"

The weapon he used was certainly not a Xuanbing.

It was a divine weapon.

But this matter must not be known to anyone, otherwise Zhang Yuan will face endless dangers and troubles.

But the process of him killing Yan Wushuang was seen by countless people present.

There must be a reasonable explanation.

So Zhang Yuan told Han Zixun and Xuan Cheng.

What he used was a special Xuanbing that could only be used once!