In the Xiaolian Peak Sword Platform, the Taoist disciples were full of magic weapons and magic tricks, and they still fought hard.

One person seems out of place with the others.

He stood in front of the sloping stone statue, staring at the body, as if he was thinking about something, or maybe he was just dazed.

Just like when he first came.

The difference is.

Last time he came back, he was just a nameless monk in residence.

When he comes back this time, he is already the well-known junior brother Wu Qi.

Even if Wudang sword cultivators dare to fight against the Nascent Soul cultivator with their elixir cultivation, there are not many people who dare to fight against the Nascent Soul cultivator in front of them.

What's more, at the foot of Longhu Mountain, facing two law enforcement elders from Longhu Mountain.

A Taoist disciple held the hilt of the sword in his hand and looked at Wu Qi with a little nervous look on his back.

He took a few deep breaths before his eyes became brave and walked forward.

"Do you want to challenge Junior Brother Wu?"

The disciple looked back and saw the person behind him, and quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Xie Baixiang said lightly: "Junior Brother Wu will go to Longhu Mountain to watch the ceremony in a few days. Now you need to have a good rest and adjustment. There may be competitions between Longhu Mountain and other Taoist sects. If you have the intention, try to compete with me."

He raised his hand and the magic weapon "White Dragon Fish Suit" floated in the air.

"Come."

The other party's face changed slightly, and he defended: "Senior Brother Xie knows the strength of his junior brother. If the junior brother fights with his senior brother, there is no chance of winning. I won't bother with his senior brother!"

Xie Baixiang was disdainful.

I don’t even have the courage to fight with me, so where do you get the confidence to challenge Wu Qi?

Wudang Sword Cultivator, this young generation is really not good!

Before fighting, you are timid and have no courage and strength.

No matter how polite or seniority is, there is no advantage in practicing fighting.

This group of Wudang sword cultivators no longer had the madness and fighting spirit of the Master of the Sage of the Lun who had survived in his life. They were used to going up the group and suffered little frustration. This may be a hidden danger in the future.

Xie Baixiang looked at Wu Qi under the stone statue.

Although Junior Brother Wu is a guest monk, he has the former character of Wudang Sword Cultivator.

No wonder Mr. Gu, one of the three great guardians, personally picked him up into the mountain gate.

It’s this junior brother who is really weird... When fighting, he always feels unfathomable and cannot figure out his way.

I have to think about it when I go back and find out how to deal with Wu Qi.

If you meet at the end of the year, you might have a way of thinking.

Xie Baixiang shook her head and looked at the junior brothers behind her, and felt inexplicably irritated: "You guys go together, I'm in a hurry."

The three Taoist disciples had never suffered such anger. They each held magic weapons and fought with Xie Baixiang.

...

On the other side, Wu Qi faced the statue and waited quietly.

Li Mi is still continuing her lobbying.

"...According to your previous request, the Venerable has found out the reason why the aura of the Immortal Taoist Lord still exists because the Dao Lord's corpse has been occupied by the Tai Sui You King. The reason why he cannot sense his divine thoughts is because he has indeed fallen long ago."

"As for the second point of the token of the Ghost King of Chicago, you need to go to the ghost city of Shu County to meet you at close range, otherwise it would be impossible to bring it out from the Tang Dynasty government. Senior Huang Tian, ​​you must understand."

The dragon girl sent a voice with her mind: "It is very long since the attack of the Immortal Taoist Lord. It is almost impossible to collect evidence and find out the complete context in a short period of time."

"The Venerable is in a sincere and cooperative attitude, and he is willing to let go of his practice and is also inquiring about the predecessors and pursuing the truth."

"I only ask the seniors to understand the openness and integrity of the Lord."

Huang Tian sat cross-legged in the Sanqing statue, keeping silent.

Li Mi was not in a hurry, and he kept silent after he finished speaking.

After a while, Huang Tian finally spoke out: "You can find so many things in such a short time, and you are indeed a little capable."

"Since you are open and honest, I, Huang Tian, ​​are definitely not a timid person."

"I will follow you for the time being. You will follow your path of cultivation. I will investigate the cause and effect of Daojun's life and death, but I will say for the time being that I have no choice but to do it, not your Taoist soldier, so there is no need to listen to your impeachment. If I find out the whole story one day, I will not obstruct the shirk when I leave."

"You need to swear by the way of heaven!"

Wu Qi said solemnly: "I, Wu Qi, swear to the heavenly way of the Posa world..."

After hearing this, Huang Tian nodded slightly and looked solemn: "This Three Pure Land statue will be you from now on. You are the successor of the Immortal Taoist Lord. Now you have only survived a disaster. It is too slow to waste your cultivation. "

The smile on Wu Qi's face froze.

Oh shit.

These Nascent Soul monks from hundreds of years ago like to train people without any effort... The last one was the Shuilongnu, and now it is Huang Tian again.

In half a year, from refining qi to forming pills and then overcoming the first catastrophe, this speed has already reached the sky, and practice must also focus on the basic principle of gradual progress.

He felt depressed.

There has been changes in the diagram of impermanence.

In the fog, another Taoist altar lit up.

A monk of the Huangfu clan who was sitting cross-legged on the altar was floating.

He has a naked and strong upper body, canine teeth on his mouth, messy hair, only wearing an animal skin skirt, shoulder blades, and chest muscles. He has a total of four black "ghost mouths" that are full of wildness.

A gray stone tablet rose up from the ground, and the red pen on the tablet reads: Huangfu, the late Demon King, has been practicing for 2,980 years.

Wu Qi felt that it was a bit unreal when he was enfeoffed by Huang Tian into the Impermanence Map.

To be honest, he did this with a try-and-see attitude.

Huang Tian offered two conditions. Wu Qi relied entirely on Hei and White Lord to obtain important information from King You and learned that King You of Tai Sui was the remains of the immortal Taoist Lord.

As for the token of the demon king in Chicai, he had the chance to get it.

He also said something, and Li Mi explained the pros and cons appropriately and meticulously, which really touched Huang Tian.

The Nascent Soul Demon in the late stage of the Demon King was told to come out of the mountain...

Have you overlooked something?

Slow down.

Wu Qi discovered something strange.

Huang Tian in the Impermanence Map is a bit weak. Although he has the late stage of the Demon King and has been practicing for nearly three thousand years, he can clearly sense the altar of the Earthly Demon Dao Soldiers at this time. Huang Tian's body exudes a dead aura of dyingness, as if he is about to die soon.

When asked, Huang Tian also readily admitted: "If the Huang father's clan cannot enter the Yuanshen period, his life span is three thousand years, and I still have the last twenty years of life left."

Wu Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

No wonder it's so easy to talk about, it turns out that the deadline is approaching.

This is understandable.

In a short time, I wanted to find another successor to the Taoist Lord. It is almost impossible to do things as reliable and neat as Wu Qi.

Huang Tian was therefore preparing to take a gamble.

"In twenty years, you can do a lot of things." Wu Qi smiled and said, "You may not be able to enter the Yuanshen period in twenty years."

"The opportunity is slim, and it is so difficult to transform into God with Taoism."

Huang Tian shook his head: "Now I just want to find out the truth about the fall of Dao Lord, at least it is clear. Dao Lord has the ability to go to heaven, but he died of the hands of the King of You, and there must be something strange about it."

Wu Qi didn't answer.

At this time, he absorbed a lot of incense from the Three Pure Land statues.

——Get 867 people incense, and 1,280 incense pieces were accumulated.

The Sanqing statue actually stocked up more than 800 incense portions.

This surprised and curious Wu Qi.

"Senior, how did these ordinary people's incense be stored in the stone statue?"

Huang Tiandao: "Five hundred years ago, the statues of the Three Qing Dynasties were still in a temple. I was ordered by the Taoist emperor to protect the local people as an exiled immortal."

"The local area was an ancient battlefield, and many evil ghosts were in trouble, and they were killed. I helped the people catch ghosts and eat them, so I got some incense. However, the Taoist Lord's divine consciousness had been cut off at that time, but I could only accumulate it into the Three Pure Land statues and could not be used to improve my cultivation."

In fact, at that time, Huang Tian faintly realized that something might have happened to the Immortal Taoist Lord.

Incense is an extremely important resource for Daojun. More than 800 incense pieces are not a lot, but they can do some things.

"I see."

Wu Qi hesitated for a moment and decided to temporarily leave this statue of Sanqing.

In a few days, I will follow the Wudang Mountain monks to Longhu Mountain, and I still don’t know what will happen.

Many Taoist soldiers accompanied him and also helped him.
Chapter completed!