Chapter 5: slight frost on temples

At the moment when the Qiankun Disk was annihilated, the Immortal Formation just shot out a purple lotus. The purple lotus immediately bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then the lotus petals fell off one by one, melting into clouds of dense purple gas. Only this time, the dense purple gas completely lost its spirituality, and once again

It dissociated and turned into various powers such as thunder, fire, wind and frost, and exploded one by one. Within a radius of several hundred feet, it suddenly became a soul refining platform and a meat grinding ground. More than ten monks who were closest could not escape and were involved in this violent mass.

In the clouds, they were struck by thunder, burned by fire, cut by wind, frost and ice, and were reincarnated in advance.

The great change occurred in an instant. Most of the monks did not understand what happened. At least half of the monks in the immortal formation were still chanting the immortal mantra, drawing out the true energy in their bodies according to the time and direction, and replenishing it into the formation.

Go in.

The group of cultivators had just calmed down from the shock and had not yet understood where the great change had started. They were shocked to find that the ever-changing mirage on Mogan Peak had disappeared, and the Supreme Moral Palace appeared like a fairyland. More than a hundred rays of light rose into the sky and rushed towards this direction.

Come. It was only then that the monks who were more responsive realized that the Daode Sect had taken over the Xixuan Wuya Formation and attacked with all its strength!

That ray of light swept across the sky dazzlingly, with a few sword rays rushing at the forefront, followed by more than ten sword rays, and then hundreds of rays of various colors. The entire sword ray was shaped like a sharp arrow, screaming sharply into the sky.

There were screams in the air, and the pale sword light that once made all cultivators in the world trembled with fear stood out. Its speed was as fast as the wind and lightning, and it had already left the Daode Sect team behind. More than ten miles seemed far away, but

This pale sword light only lasted a few breaths.

In addition to the incomplete immortal formation in the sky, Xutian originally arranged two other formations as wing-protecting immortal formations. The monks used in these two formations are naturally inferior to the immortal formation. The last moment was still there

Leisurely watching the sky and enjoying the scenery, the next moment, the fairy lotus exploded, and the fairy array was in a mess. In just a second of thought, the Tao Te Sect had already attacked in large numbers.

Too many changes have taken place in the flash of light and stone, which have already overwhelmed the normal hearts of many monks. The pale sword light is still a few miles away, and many monks have found it difficult to breathe. The murderous intention coming towards them seems to be condensed into mountains, and they are heavy.

The ground weighed on my heart.

"It's the old demon Yuxu!" Several monks shouted, and they actually took up the magic flying sword and turned around to run away! It didn't matter that they escaped, the two large formations protecting the formation were immediately destroyed without any attack.

At this moment, the group of cultivators remembered the power of the Daode Sect, the high level of Taoism, and the ferocity of their methods. The idea that they were like nouveau riche and regarded the Daode Sect like a rotten dog had already reached thirty-three days ago.

Besides, they already knew they were afraid.

Although it is still three miles away from the integration of Yuxu's body and sword, the ancient sword of Lieque has been raised high. At that time, with only one sword swing, the ten-foot-long sword light can transcend more than ten monks.

Unexpectedly, before the columns fell, nine groups of colorful treasure clouds had gathered in the sky. Then nine blue-white thunder lights as thin as a tabletop descended from the clouds, like nine thousand-foot waterfalls! This thunder light seemed to be slow but actually fast, almost

It was just born from the treasure cloud, but it has already fallen thousands of feet. The color of the thunder is blue and white, and it comes from the seven-color cloud. It is the most powerful Nine Heavens Divine Thunder among the Taoist thunder methods!

The nine Nine Heavens Divine Thunder just happened to be generated from the top of the immortal formation. As long as it touched the edge of the thunder pillar, everyone was reduced to coke. In one blow, seventeen monks were killed in the lightning strike. But the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was struck by lightning.

The transformation of the divine thunder did not stop there. After the nine blue-white thunder pillars were generated, they actually started to rotate. First, they rotated on the same spot, and their momentum became faster and faster. The whole body turned faintly red, and finally turned into nine blue-white thunder pillars surrounded by Yin Yan.

The pillar of thunder and fire began to rotate in the area covered by the colorful treasure cloud, and in one circle it wiped out a dozen monks!

The group of cultivators in the Immortal Formation screamed in surprise and immediately fled in all directions. Unexpectedly, the Nine Heavens Thunder Fire Formation still refused to give up and chased after them in the direction with the most people!

(Is Taiwei’s single-player Taoism too strong?)

So before Master Yuxu could take action, the immortal formation had been beaten to pieces. Master Yuxu was full of murderous intent and immediately turned into a dumbfounding man. The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was Master Taiwei's proud Taoism. That's all. It's hateful.

This Taiwei was obviously well prepared. No wonder he fell behind all the real people when he took off just now. In fact, he was borrowing a disciple from the sect. He actually used the method of Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens and sacrificed nine Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Talismans at the same time.

, forming the Thunder Forbidden Divine Sky Formation. The power of Master Yuxu's Lieque Sword is indeed unparalleled, but killing people in group battles is far less powerful than Master Taiwei's forbidden method. Seeing that all the cultivators in the Immortal Formation are scattered, no matter how long the sword of Master Yuxu is,

He could only catch up and kill them one by one. He looked back and glared to show his anger at Master Taiwei's behavior of eating alone.

When Yuxu turned around, he happened to see Master Taiwei among the disciples taking out a thick stack of spells from his arms, raising his hand and throwing it out. The method he used was actually Fuxi Yantian. Fuxi deduced the innate hexagrams,

It actually has nothing to do with Master Taiwei's method. It's just that Master Taiwei only came out with sixty-four spells, just because of the name. Most of the more than sixty spells are thunder spells, and the rest are fire spells of various colors.

Time thunder and fire filled the sky, causing the monks to cry like wolves. The thunder talisman and fire spell driven by Fuxi Yantian was naturally several levels worse than the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, but it could not hold up enough talismans, which was exactly what it needed to deal with the monks running around in the sky in front of them.

The only method.

Master Yuxu was furious. With his sword that shocked the world and made ghosts and gods cry, he couldn't kill a monk hastily, right? With this pause, the momentum that was as strong as a mountain at the beginning immediately dropped by another three points. Master Yuxu simply stopped his sword and concentrated in the sky.

, glared at Taiwei. Master Taiwei turned a blind eye to Yuxu, but when he saw that the cultivators had dispersed enough, his face was filled with red light and he was full of energy. Under the stunned eyes of all the masters, he took off a silk bag from his waist and opened it.

Look, there are several bundles of various charms inside the bag! Master Taiwei coughed, shook his hands and was about to throw the silk bag into the sky.

This technique is called a thousand miles of clouds and smoke, and a heaven and earth net.

Master Ziyang on the side sighed, held Master Taiwei's hand, and said: "The culprit will be punished. Those who come here to run errands for fun should be killed less!"

Master Taiwei had suppressed it for a long time, and now he felt quite dissatisfied with Master Ziyang's words. However, seeing that the other Masters looked unkind, he chuckled and had no choice but to take back the silk bag.

Master Yuxu's face was full of blackness, and then a little bit of it disappeared.

A good killing lasted until the moon was in the middle of the sky. A group of Taoist Taoists chased him thousands of miles away and demolished all the buildings and palaces built by the ascetics within a radius of two hundred miles before stopping.

Although Master Ziyang couldn't help but stop him, he could only control what was in front of him after all. A few of the Masters had killed less, but the other Taoists who were chasing around had no restraint. Counting it all, from the time Emperor Ming issued the edict to banish the immortals and bring down the wrath,

Nearly a hundred disciples of the Tao De Sect have died, and even ten people from the Shangqing Dynasty have lost their lives. Among the Taoist priests who have been killed from the Tao De Sect, few of their close friends have died in the hands of the cultivators. Now finally

How can I be merciful when I can show off my skills?

Even the few real people who have been following Ziyang all the time, once they get an opportunity, for example, if a monk rises up to resist and is unwilling to surrender, they will immediately open their hands and throw a forbidden spell over, for fear of being stopped by Ziyang. Don't say this.

Monks with ordinary Taoist practices, even if Sun Guo Xutian and his ilk are here, are blasted by several real people with their own Taoist methods, they will have to be reincarnated on the spot.

This is the general trend and the trend of the people, and Ziyang Zhenren has nothing to do.

It wasn't until mid-night that the Tao Te Sect members returned to the mountain one after another. Master Ziyang stayed up all night, checking the numbers of casualties and enemy kills one by one. It wasn't until dawn the next day that the count was completed.

In this battle, Daodezong killed 912 monks and injured countless others; one person was killed, 22 were injured, and nine places where the monks were entrenched were demolished. It was a great victory. Originally, there were 7,000 people surrounding the mountain.

Of the monks, there were less than a thousand who could fly freely. Almost all of them were killed, and the rest were fleeing over the mountains and ridges. Almost all the Taoist Sect participating in this battle were Shangqing Taoist priests. For these, they still need to rely on their feet.

Those who escaped felt that they were defeated by force, but few landed to pursue them. Moreover, Master Ziyang gave repeated orders to strictly prohibit indiscriminate killing, so all the Taoists aimed their spears at those who could fly.

After this battle, the elite cultivators in the surrounding mountains were almost wiped out by the Daodesect. However, Ziyang Zhenren had a worried look on his face, and his chest felt like lead. Now the Daodesect has formed an immortal relationship with most of the monastic sects in the world.

The endless blood feud, this kind of hatred, will never disappear with the passing of this generation. Instead, it will be passed down from generation to generation, and in the end it will turn into pure hatred. And now that the immortal formation has been broken, then the next step is to face the banishment.

Fairy right?

Without this banished immortal, Ziyang Zhenren still has a way to break the situation. As long as the strength of all the sects in the world is greatly reduced, the Daode Sect expands massively, and uses iron-blooded means to kill other sects that may compete with the Daode Sect, it may be possible to survive for hundreds of years.

Peace. But if there was no banishment of immortals, why would all the cultivators in the world besiege Tao Te Sect?

Since there is support from the Exalted Immortal, it is conceivable that many powerful figures who have been living in seclusion will come out one after another to seek revenge against the Tao Te Sect.

Staring at the rising sun, the words of Zi Wei once again echoed in the heart of Master Ziyang: "If there is a day when things become impossible, I will try my best not to ascend to the Dao Fruit, but I will also wipe out all the invading enemies!"

At this moment on the observatory, the dragon, elephant, and white tiger were holding the "Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gantian Wuji Cannon" and had been in pain for a whole day and night. The white tiger had been seriously injured when the cannon was fired yesterday, and he should have gone back for treatment and rest, but he said nothing.

If you are willing to leave the "Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gantian Wuji Cannon" even half a step, no one can persuade you.

By the early morning of that day, Bai Hu had very little vitality left. When he was illuminated by the bright sunshine, he was on the verge of falling. The lock he was polishing in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. Bai Hu was anxious, but at this moment, before his two eyes

It suddenly became dark and nothing could be seen! Bai Hu ignored his own body and groped desperately on the ground, trying to find the half-finished lock.

At this time, a strange fragrance came from the white tiger's nose, and he felt that his entire consciousness quickly sank into a dark and sweet state, and he fell unconscious.

Long Xiang picked up the white tiger and handed it to some Taoist priests from Tao De Sect nearby, telling them to take the white tiger down immediately for treatment. The two Taoist priests carried the white tiger down from the observatory, leaving one person to accompany Long Xiang Tianjun. The Taoist saw the dragon

Xiang Tianjun's eyes were red, and his big dark face was ashen. His hands that were sorting out the parts of the Infinity Cannon kept trembling, and he couldn't help but say: "Long Xiang Tianjun, it's time for you to take a rest!"

The big head of the dragon elephant shook like wind and thunder, and Weng said in a loud voice: "I will never rest until this 'Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gantian Wuji Cannon' is repaired! If you are worried about me, go and steal some of Ziyun Master's golden elixirs.

Give me something to eat and replenish my energy. Stop trying to persuade me. If I can’t repair this cannon, I’d rather die here. Otherwise, when White Tiger wakes up, he will resent me for the rest of his life!”

The Taoist was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say. His outstanding attainments in Tao Te Sect lay in the cultivation of magic weapons. Since the creation of the 'Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gantian Wuji Cannon', he has followed the dragon, elephant and white tiger. After getting along with each other for many years, I had long been sincerely impressed by the power of the Dragon Elephant and the White Tiger. Now I saw that the Dragon Elephant was really unable to hold on, so I couldn't help but persuade him: "Why is Tianjun so persistent? In my opinion, the problem with the divine cannon is that it is too powerful, even made of meteorite iron." The tubes could not withstand the earthquake force, causing many parts to loosen and the array to shift. Although we do not have the great wisdom that no one before Ertian Junfa had, we cannot solve the problem of the earthquake of the divine cannon. But as long as there are six or seven days , we will repair the divine cannon to its original appearance in a moment. This kind of work does not require Tianjun to do it himself."

Lord Longxiang stared at this Taoist with his big eyes, and said angrily: "Just because you can cultivate, I can't let it go!"

Seeing that the Taoist was puzzled, Long Xiang took out a flying sword from his arms. It was the flying sword used for the 'Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gantian Wuji Cannon'. He waved it in front of the Taoist and said: "This Let’s not talk about the cannon, but just this flying sword, how much do you think it’s worth?”

The Taoist was surprised. He didn't understand why Long Xiang asked this question. Was he trying to test him? So he pondered for a while and then carefully said: "The body of this flying sword has a white unicorn tooth as the tip, although it is not as sharp as the black jade unicorn." It is rare, but it is also a rare treasure that can be encountered but cannot be sought. As far as I know, there are dozens of kilograms of cold crystal iron known as the mother of black iron in the world, and this sword only used three taels. As for the Phoenix Feather , I’m not afraid to give in even more than Qilin Ya. Therefore, this flying sword is really priceless. In terms of material alone, it is much more valuable than the portable fairy swords of the Nine Meridians."

Long Xiang asked again: "Then if this cannon is yours and I have a life-and-death feud with you, will you shoot me with this cannon?"

This time the Taoist immediately said: "Absolutely not! Although your Taoism is higher than mine, you are only a step above me. If I want revenge, I should plan it carefully. If I wait patiently for ten years, I should be at least 40% sure. This cannon has thirteen... no, twelve flying swords, but none of them are unique. One is missing one!"

"That's it!" Long Xianghuan glared again and said sadly: "Don't say it was used to shoot me. If it wasn't for the cardinal of the Immortal Breaking Formation, that old bastard Sun wouldn't be worth shooting. ?”

The Taoist felt the same way and couldn't help nodding, with a look of pain on his face. From this, it seems that these people who are diligent in refining weapons often have one thing in common, that is, they use rare materials to calculate the value of others, regardless of whether they are born in a heretic or a righteous way. This is the case for all high gates.

Long Xiang sighed: "This Infinite Cannon is so powerful and costs so much. If you can repair it, Bai Hu and I were prisoners of the Taoist Sect before. Now the immortal formation outside has been broken, and those monks with half a bucket of water have been killed." That's ridiculous. Tell me, is it possible for my two brothers to touch this infinite cannon again in the future?"

The Taoist couldn't help but be speechless.

Long Xiang said categorically: "So I have to repair it completely while I can still touch it. Now that White Tiger can't stand it anymore, I want to touch him back too! So don't advise me to rest!"

It happened that Master Ziyang was worried, so he left the Taichang Palace and walked around. At this time, he came to the observatory and heard the conversation between Long Xiang and the Taoist. He couldn't help but smile.

Master Ziyang stepped forward and smiled at Long Xiang: "No matter how powerful the Infinite Cannon is, it is just an object. The materials used are more expensive and rare. No matter how rare the treasures of heaven, materials and earth are, they are nothing more than dead objects.

How could the hands of you two heavenly kings turn into divine weapons? These people are always more important than dead objects."

Long Xiang was already extremely weak at this time. Seeing the arrival of Zhenren Ziyang, he forgot all the etiquette when he was confused. He only caressed the Infinite Cannon and murmured: "That's what I say, but if it weren't for your moral character,

Zong, which of these things can we brothers be able to touch in this life? An expert once gave us advice and said that my qualifications are average, but I dare to do something that no one has done before. In this refinement

It is expected to reach the pinnacle in the path of weapons. From then on, the two brothers put all their thoughts on it. The more they progressed, the more they discovered that there are endless mysteries in it. From then on, they couldn't stop. It's a pity that refining weapons is only half done.

It is a refiner, and half of it is a weapon. A refiner is a person, and a weapon is an object. If there are no materials, what is the use of this person, no matter how powerful he is? These days, I can use unicorn teeth, black phoenix feathers, horned dragon tendons, and dragon tortoise shells to make utensils.

A good thing that I never dared to think of has made me realize great progress in the art of weapon refining. If it were not for the creation of this infinite cannon, my two brothers may not be able to reach their current understanding in this life."

Speaking of this, Long Xiang let out a long sigh and said: "I know that these ten days have been a great blessing. The day the Infinity Cannon is repaired, it will no longer fall into the hands of our brothers. But people's hearts are always

It’s not enough, I always want to touch it more, and touch it a little more. Alas, Bai Hu’s eyes are already exhausted, but I know he must think it’s worth it.”

Master Ziyang didn't know what to say for a moment. The power of this Wuji Cannon is unbelievably powerful. After it is repaired, it cannot fall into the hands of Dragon Elephant and White Tiger. Even if it is as powerful as Master Jiumai, if it is targeted by this Wuji Cannon

, there is no way to escape within ten miles. Yuxu may have a chance to escape, but other real people will definitely be reincarnated. Moreover, this infinite cannon is extremely sinister. It does not emit any spiritual energy, and aims purely by sensing external spiritual energy.

Positioning. If you are secretly targeted by someone, and you can reach the sky, you will not realize that someone has secretly plotted you until the moment when the flying sword comes.

The Dragon Elephant and the White Tiger created the Qiantian Wuji Cannon and saved the lives of many Taoist Sect members. But how many real Taoist priests of the Taoist Sect really valued them? White Tiger was seriously injured due to the backlash of the cannon, and all the real Taoist priests were

He looked at it, but at that time everyone was busy killing a few more monks. Who had ever cared about whether the white tiger was seriously injured?

When he saw Long Xiang's rough hands caressing the body of the Wuji Cannon with such tenderness, Master Ziyang was suddenly filled with emotion and sighed: "Tianjun is persistent."
Chapter completed!