It is naturally not possible to calculate the fundamentals and methods of solving supernatural powers from the four words "for death and life".
However, after listening to it for so long, Yang Yu still reminisces about it.
The old Taoist is not powerless to kill the blood demon, but the magical power of the blood demon can reversely seize the body and swallow the body shell of the one who kills himself and even practice.
So even if everyone present took action one by one, the consequences would be that Old Dao Zhang would destroy everyone and die with him.
Therefore, the old Taoist chose to possess Lu Qingting, and at the cost of himself and his disciples, he completely cut off the possibility of resurrection of this demon.
only……
"good."
The old Taoist nodded slightly:
"You can't use this matter to others. Even if you have the rank of judge, you will not be able to avoid this magical power unless you step through the four steps of becoming an immortal in one go..."
"If so, there is a better way for younger generations."
Yang Yu's lips squirmed, sending the secret to the secret.
"Um……"
The old Taoist frowned first, then stretched his brows, and looked at the street with Prison Yang:
"If you really have the ability to suppress this demon, it's not impossible, but, if not..."
Yang Yu's eyes became deep:
"If it doesn't work, the real person will just do another sword, and it won't waste much trouble. But if it works, I will have a reluctance to ask..."
The two of them said and used their maneuvers, making the bystanders confused.
"Is it possible..."
Feng Wushuang's heart moved slightly, thought for a while, floated away and then retreated.
"No solution..."
Chu Tianyi shook his head in his heart.
In this gap, he reversed his magical powers several times and used various methods to kill the evil Taoist, but the result was all death.
With his current methods, he could hardly break the deadlock.
The few people had different thoughts and were guessing their conversation, but An Dao Ren seemed to feel uneasy:
"Old Master Zhang, if you want to kill, you will kill. What are you talking about?!"
The old Taoist naturally ignored him and looked at the ghost baby who seemed to be aware of it. After thinking about it, he nodded and agreed:
"If you can do it, even if you want these seven-tribulation swords, the old Taoist will allow you!"
"good!"
As Yang Yu spoke, the ghost baby who was gloating on the side suddenly smelled an unusual smell.
"You, you..."
He suddenly looked up and saw the eyes of the two people. The little ghost suddenly felt something was wrong. He ran away when he wanted to pull out his legs, but how could he resist the idea of ​​Yang Yu?
Only when I had time to scream, my whole body jumped up involuntarily, and punched An Daoren hard in his heart!
"No!"
The ghost baby screamed, and An Daoren woke up like a dream. He was startled and then sneered:
"A little devil wants to destroy my god..."
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the little ghost directly penetrated his body, and the sticky blood poured all over his body. He shook his body stiffly, and wanted to say something, but fell to the ground.
"call!"
Zhuo Yang let out a long sigh, and said, "The real person protects me." Then he fell to himself and sat down, closing his eyes and concentrating his mind.
In the Glutty Cauldron, the glory of the Evil-Suppressing Seal was lit up, as if it was about to burn, the purple gold gourd was swaying and approaching, and the Longyuan Sword also hung high, as if it smelled an unusual breath.
The biggest gain of Yang Yu’s conquering the little devil was that he had obtained some information about the Kuixing rank.
Kuixing is a ghost, but he is not a ghost.
The five types of Taoist fruits, immortals, Buddhas, gods, demons, and monsters, have various subdivisions inside them. But in addition, there is another type, called "Xi".
The extreme rank is a general term for ranks that share two or more types.
It corresponds to those mythical existences in the legends that are all in one category of immortals, gods, gods, Buddhas, and immortals.
For example, the White Bone Bodhisattva is a man of the White Bone Demon, the Buddha Jingyou Bodhisattva, and the top rank of the two paths of demons. Looking back at the ancient times, you can say "Great Supernatural Powers".
The same is true for Kuixing!
For ghosts and gods, they are high-level ghosts and gods who can be promoted to the four major judges. For demons, they also call demon Kuixing, and in the immortal way, they are the envoys of the secret patrol!
Kuixing has three kinds of strengths, and its powers are all about parade, suppressing demons, and swallowing ghosts!
Therefore, the three great Taoist fruits that make up Kuixing naturally have great disgust and restraint against all ghosts without bodies!
The evil-suppressing seal cannot be suppressed, and there is also a Dragon Abyss sword that can cut off the connection and will not be affected by itself.
Buzz buzz ~
The evil-suppressing seal trembled violently, and it could be seen from the naked eye that the "soul line" connecting the ghost baby was tightened to the extreme, and even made a "crack" sound.
The Longyuan Sword, which had never been obedient, also shone brightly at this moment, as if it was about to be furious at any time.
The purple gold gourd rotates drippingly, and the mouth of the gourd opens and closes from time to time, making it unfathomable inside.
boom!
At one moment, Yang Yu felt a buzzing in his mind, and a cold and fierce aura descended onto the evil seal in a strange way that he could not understand at this time.
At this moment, he couldn't even control it.
"A mere little devil, I want to destroy my god..."
The laughter came to an abrupt end.
An Dao Ren was shocked and felt that there was a divine peak pressing down on his head, and completely crushed his soul body that had not yet gathered with earth-shaking momentum!
"No!"
The shrill screamed frightened Gu Qingyi who was approaching to watch. She dodged and avoided it, and saw the ghost baby rolling on the ground frantically.
"roll!"
"A mere little devil..."
"Dirty stuff, get out, get out!"
"Little devil!"
...
A completely different scream sounded at the same time, and it was indescribable.
Before long, the screams became smaller, and the ghost baby fell off the dust again, his hands and feet trembled, but he couldn't move.
"Dead?"
Tie Paifa couldn't help but approach, but saw the ghost baby's eyes closed, his face was gray and he had no chance of vitality.
"His breath..."
The old Taoist's perception was so keen. Seeing that An Dao Ren's breath was crushed to the bottom of the valley, he was also a little surprised:
‘This kid actually…’
"call!"
When Yang Yu opened his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his thoughts were not on the ghost baby in front of him, but in the cauldron of gluttony.
As Andao Ren was killed by the ghost baby, a black mist emerged from the cauldron.
That's
[Destroyed pages of the underworld: The treasure of the Yin Si, a meager page of the Three Life Ming Book can be printed with the fate of a state of creatures...]
"Fortunately, I'm not humiliating my fate!"
Yu Yang calmed down and stood up.
"Thank you, my friend."
The old Taoist looked solemn and bowed a long time.
"You're welcome..."
Yang Yu wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't avoid it, so he had to accept this worship.
At this time, everyone, including him, realized that this illusion was about to end early...
"You can bear this worship."
The old Taoist had already left Lu Qingting's body together. His figure seemed as illusory as smoke. Only his voice and appearance could be seen, just like Feng Hao before.
But compared to Feng Hao, who was deep ink, his soul body was light and ethereal, without the slightest coldness of his soul body, but instead had a kind of warmth of the sun.
"soul……"
Looking at the old Taoist's back and feeling the broken pages of the book in the tripod, Yang Yu couldn't help but shake his head, lifted the fainting ghost baby, and slowly followed.
"Follow me!"
Lu Qingting woke up swayingly, feeling his body heavy and he felt that he was sore and numb in every place. However, when he saw the master's back, he still asked his senior sister to support him and follow him.
Feng Wushuang left with a drift, and the iron stepping strode to follow.
"My death disaster is considered to be broken?"
Chu Tianyi felt a little lucky, but he felt a little bit of it, and he did not notice the change and smiled bitterly in his heart.
"Sure enough, using external forces to break the deadlock is not considered a ritual for me..."
It was a little regretful, but he had expected it and was not disappointed. Seeing everyone's backs leaving, he thought about it and turned around and left.
Seeing such a great master of swordsmanship, he naturally had the intention to ask for advice. However, if he could not get the Seven Tribulation Sword, a few words of advice would not allow him to reshape the heart of the sword...
Huh ~
On the top of the mountain towering into the clouds, the first thing Yang Yu saw was Wang Muzhi, whose sleeves were hanging down on the ground and bowed a long time:
"The last scholars of later generations have advanced, Wang Muzhi, have met the Grand Master..."
The great master, at some point, is no longer the title of realm.
"A thousand years later, it was far better than today's martial arts era."
The old Taoist is a little moved:
"You have gone far away from becoming an immortal and the four steps of the Martial Saint. The old Taoist was no better than you back then."
"How can you compare with the Grand Master?"
Wang Muzhi's attitude was respectful and meticulous, and even took out a wisp of seeds shining with light:
"This is the 'god seed' of Andao people..."
"interesting."
Old Dao Zhang looked at him again, picked up the seed, and walked towards the hall:
"In the last moment, the old Taoist said something, if you want to listen, come in, if you don't want to, leave."
"Goodbye to Zhenren Zhang..."
Wang Muzhi did not hesitate, and he left after bowing his body.
In the hall on the top of the Tianbi High Peak, the sloppy Taoist gave each person half a cup of tea, and met and sent them one by one.
Yang Yu was not anxious, so he fell to the end and took advantage of this gap to sense the dark books in the cauldron.
Just like the sound of the little ghost, this book of Netherworld did have traces of being slashed. It was slowly squirming and repairing, covering the mist, and it was not real.
But in a vague situation, he could still sweep the names of people passing by, densely packed, and constantly changing...
"Hiss Yang, the ancestor is waiting for you."
Gu Qingyi bowed and thanked him, and asked him to come in.
Yang Yu nodded and walked towards the hall, but felt a little whispered in his heart. These major forces were really luxurious, and all of them were in possession of strange treasures.
It seems to be deliberately hiding something...
In the hall, the old Taoist savored the image and tasted the vegetarian dishes in big mouthfuls. He ate very quickly, but chewed very finely.
Not long after, the vegetarian food was eaten clean.
"Be careful that boy named Wang. This boy is really angry. He wants to be a martial saint, the best master of the Ten Capitals, but he is extremely talented. He can't say that he can really succeed."
He wiped his mouth with a Taoist robe, and the old Taoist warned him:
"It's okay if there is no grudge or resentment. If there is any grudge, you can kill the account as soon as possible!"
"Also the Martial Saint, the leader of the Ten Capitals?"
When Yang Yu heard this, he was shocked, but he automatically ignored the second half of the sentence.
He was not surprised by Wang Muzhi's great ambition, but was surprised by why Zhang Xuanba had to peel off the "Heavenly and Earth-shaking" since he could take care of it.
After a doubt, Yang Yu asked, "After the only one who is not born in the world, although he is limited by the times, his knowledge must be broad."
"There are such amazing juniors in the future?"
Hearing Yang Yu's careful future, the old Taoist was a little moved and said three times in a row, "I'm amazing."
He paced back and forth, suddenly pulled off a corner of his Taoist robe, bit his fingers with one hand, used blood to make ink, and wrote quickly.
What he wrote was exactly the "dragon-shaped grass" he was best at.
"You are?"
Looking at the old Taoist whose spirit fell more than three points, Yang Yu was a little surprised.
"What is the Tao fruit? It is the essence of heaven and earth, the great way of nature, and the martial arts are not in conflict with it. The reason why Prince Zhao you mentioned is that he stripped the Tao fruit is to open the way for the younger generation..."
When he handed the corner of the robe to Yang Yu, Old Dao Zhang's eyes were so bright that it was so shiver:
Chapter completed!