The God of Sword guessed right, and the Daozu was not dead either.

Qingyu can confirm this point.

And according to Xuandu, who was possessed by Daozu, who was born in the first place, to save the old man Shiming, these nine heavens were the work of Daozu. The old man Shiming is actually very likely to serve the old man Daozu.

I just don’t know how the old man Shiming contacted the Taoist ancestor. When Jiutian was established, Xuandu had not yet become the shape of the Taoist ancestor.

"For the current plan, the first thing is to find out how the Buddha wants to escape, and why he and the Taoist ancestor were trapped." Qing Yu said.

"Let me leave it, just go and ask Maru." A trace of fighting spirit flashed in the eyes of the God of Sword.

He just now, but haven't had a good time?

"Then I will find a way to further target Buddhism and check the Buddhist scriptures." Qingyu said.

Although it is hard to open the Pure Land gate at the Dacheng Temple at close range, it is not the only one with a long history among Buddhism.

In fact, in terms of the long history, Da Zen Temple is still not as good as some ancient temples, such as...

White Horse Temple.

"I'll leave first. Don't forget the battle of February 2."

The God of Sword turned into a long rainbow, passing through the sky, and following Maru immediately.

"It's all like this, I still remember the battle agreement. I'm really a martial arts madman!" Qingyu shook his head.

The Sword God is an extremely pure person. He is quite similar to the Sword God in some aspects. He is as obsessed with martial arts as his life, and he has nothing else to do except swords (swords).

If one day the sword god and the sword god face each other, it would definitely be an extremely exciting battle.

Qingyu smiled and was about to leave.

"Xuantian, please stay."

Qingyu turned around and looked at the blue figure flying in, "Haotian, is there anything wrong?"

"I wonder if Xuantian is interested in the evil spirit of the demon?" Lan Cang stopped and asked with a smile.

"The evil spirit of the demon?"

Qingyu has two existing evil spirits, and the other three are in the hands of the Sword God, one is unknown, and the other is in the hands of the Demon Lord.

There is no need to think about the sword god. He is a real demon, and the most complete demon evil aura in his hand. It is impossible to seize the evil aura from his hands, at least not now.

Then there are only two choices for the evil spirit Lan Cang mentioned. Qingyu prefers Lan Cang to attack the Demon Lord.

"Do you want to betray the Demon Lord?" Qingyu showed an interesting look.

Lan Cang is the master of the Corpse Yin Palace in the Heavenly Demon Palace. He has a very high status in the Heavenly Demon Palace. But those who are standing shoulder to shoulder with him are the masters of the two halls, Zun Demon Palace and Yin Mei Hall.

The palace lord of Yinmei Hall, Mu Xiuxiang, was killed by Yin Tianxia. Now I don’t know if there is a new palace lord to succeed the throne. Even if there is a new palace lord to succeed, in terms of strength, it should be inferior to the other two people who have been firmly in the position of the palace lord for a long time.

A divine light flashed in Qingyu's eyes, and the fun was even more interesting. "You are not actually not transforming your bones, it's really interesting."

Before Qingyu's realm was not reached, it was not enough to see Lan Cang's reality. Now his strength is the highest in the world, so naturally he can see the truth that he could not see before.

Just like this Haotian, he is hiding deeply, and he has never shown any mountains or water.

"Do you see it by Daojun?" Lan Cang smiled as if he was honest. "I just wanted to find a way out for those who followed me, and do not let them down. As for the Demon Lord, I can only say sorry."

"I, Lan Cang, have been working for his Heavenly Demon Palace for nearly three hundred years. No matter how great the kindness I have, I should pay it back. Next, I should plan for myself in the future."

"Three hundred years............" Qingyu said, "As far as I know, three hundred years ago, it was when Maoshan Road was destroyed. The charge seemed to be-"

He suddenly realized that a smile appeared in his heart, "Refining the corpse. In order to live forever, the palm of Maoshan Dao did not hesitate to dig out the corpse of the ancestors in the corpse to refine the corpse and explore the mystery of immortality. He even wanted to dig out the ancestral tombs of other sects to provide enough materials for the experiment of immortality.

But unfortunately, before he could put his ideas into action, he was betrayed by a traitor and let the major sects get news. In the end, Maoshan Road was destroyed, and other sects related to corpse refining were also destroyed."

​​The various sects at that time even went to Lingzhou to destroy some small corpse-driven sects and families. Although it was later proved that they used this as a guise to cover up the plot to assassinate the Dagan Taizu, when they started to wipe out the corpse-driven sect, they could not be faked.

Therefore, this method of refining corpse was completely eliminated until the reappearance of the Heavenly Demon Palace and the appearance of the bonelessness.

"Daojun is really as wise as a torch. I think I can't hide my identity from Daojun." Lan Cang was silent for a moment, smiled and said.

"It should be said that as long as you have some associations, you can basically guess it," Qingyu glanced at Lan Cang's Taoist robe, "After all, you are wearing so obviously."

Lan Cang's Taoist robe is the standard of Maoshan Taoist robe three hundred years ago. Qing Yu also glanced at the drawings when browsing Taoist classics.

Although it is only a glance, there is a great wisdom space that has been destroyed in all directions, and I have never forgotten it.

"It's been three hundred years, and I didn't expect anyone would remember Maoshan Road." Lan Cang smiled without knowing whether it was joy or sorrow when he heard this.

Even after so many years, Lan Cang is still a little sad, but he is a person who has experienced the vicissitudes of life. This sadness flashes in a flash.

"Back to the point," Lan Cang said seriously, "not transforming bones can make people live forever, and even make people live until the moment when the spiritual consciousness is silent, but it also blocks the way forward.

I want to make another breakthrough, but I want to not transform the bones of the Corpse Palace. However, this idea of ​​continuing the future is not easy to realize. After all, if I don’t become a corpse refiner, I will be dead. To continue the future, in a sense, it is like becoming a living person.”

"But judging by how you are, you probably have thought of a way." Qingyu said.

"The Taoist Master is a bright eye," Lan Cang showed an artificial admiration, "After nearly two hundred years of research, I finally found a way out, but in the end, this method requires the transformation of the soul.

Unfortunately, the souls of the people in the Corpse Palace were all cast on the Demon Curse. The fundamental artifact of this mantra was left by the Demon Yuanshi. It was not something we could break. If we wanted to break this mantra, we could only take the artifact."

At this point, it is basically simple. Lan Cang and others don’t want to be controlled by others and want to break through. Their conflicts with the Demon Lord are based on this, and they are still irreconcilable.

Therefore, Lan Cang decided to betray him, and he wanted to kill the Demon Lord and break the great curse.

"It's a more reasonable transaction, but if you want to participate, it depends on the timing and your sincerity."

Qingyu's figure pulled out afterimages and flew into the distance, "I'm watching what you did."
Chapter completed!