Taoist sects that reach the upper limit of the Yangshen Realm will break through the bottleneck of the Yangshen Realm and reach the Heavenly Deception Realm with the help of this group of chosen sons.

Zhou Zuosan did not hesitate and sent immortals to various parts of the world in the stomach.

They searched for the reincarnation of the pseudo-souls of ancient monks, and soon found dozens of them, many of them geniuses who had created the jailer method.

Back then, Ren Qing once released the souls of a group of ancient monks to reincarnate, hoping to create some mainstays of the Jailer Hall, but unfortunately it ended in failure.

After all, fake souls are fake souls. Even if they have the same character, their destiny is always slightly different, making it difficult to become an immortal.

Zhou Zuosan personally took action and used Daluo Jinxian level resources to refine acquired Taoist bodies for them. The souls were also strengthened to the extreme that mortals could bear with the help of resources.

While the various sects in the outside world were frantically grabbing the innate Taoist bodies, the Jailer Hall released these orphaned babies of the acquired Taoist bodies into different towns.

On the surface, the orphan's qualifications are only slightly worse than those of the innate Taoist body, but his body is more or less incomplete.

Naturally, it was impossible for the Dao Sect to let go, and the Houtian Dao Body was quickly divided up.

They called the situation in which Tao bodies poured out one after another "the age of great contention", which indicated that Taoism was about to enter an unprecedented prosperous age.

As everyone knows, the acquired Taoist experience will gradually recall the memories of the previous life as the cultivation level improves.

The reason why Zhou Zuosan wants to use the acquired Taoist body to infiltrate the Taoist sect is, on the one hand, to test the possibility, that is, whether there is any chance that the "Deceitful Tao System" and the "Great Dao System" represented by the Three Taoist Ancestors can complement each other.

If he really wanted to succeed, Zhou Zuosan wouldn't mind asking the hundreds of millions of monks in the world of his stomach to change their system and join the Three Dao Ancestors.

On the other hand, he found that the Third Daozu seemed to be wary of something.

The Third Dao Ancestor has a very indifferent attitude towards the Jailer Hall, and is also neutral towards the Supreme Demon. It is clear that there is a greater threat secretly.

Since the Third Daozu didn't care, he had no intention of being polite.

Zhou Zuosan wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to occupy the magpie's nest and use the acquired Taoist body of the Prison Hall to distribute the resources of the innate Taoist body given to him by the three Taoist ancestors.

Because Ren Qing has not yet been promoted to Heaven, he must try his best to ensure a balance between the two parties.

Of course, the most important thing is that as the supreme demon gradually approaches, Zhou Zuosan becomes more and more certain about the disaster.

at the same time.

Sanqing Temple was overcrowded, and a ceremony for the master to accept disciples was being held.

The platform is suspended in mid-air, dragged by white smoke. In the center are an immortal old man and eight children in their early teens.

Tens of thousands of disciples looked at the child with admiration on their faces, and their eyes were full of surprise.

As expected of an innate Taoist body, he has only been in Taoism for a few years and has already reached the perfection of refining Qi and transforming into God. It is just around the corner to refine Qi and transform into God.

There is no bottleneck in their practice, and it is estimated that they will become immortals on land by the age of fifty.

There are more than two hundred innate Tao bodies distributed in various sects. After all, their respective resources are limited, and it is impossible to guarantee a hundred land gods at the same time.

Even though there are only eight people in the Xiantian Taoist body, the resources of the remaining disciples are still deeply affected, and Sanqing Temple has obviously tilted its resources.

"From now on, they are the eight leaders of Sanqing Temple. As long as they defeat any one of them, they can obtain their resource supply."

The headmaster spends an almost impossible sum of money in front of his disciples.

The innate Taoist body looked at the disciples of Sanqingguan coldly, and their sense of superiority made them not feel that they were the same kind of people as ordinary disciples.

"Disciple, if it hadn't been for the birth of the Immortal Body, with your qualifications, it would never have been possible for the position of leader to fall into the hands of others."

The skinny old woman spoke to herself with a pointed mouth. She looked frail and exuded an unpleasant corpse smell.

The two apprentices who followed her also looked a bit different from ordinary people.

A strip of childish hair appears light white, and the pupils are pure black. At the same time, his hands hang down below his knees, and his back is completely bowed.

There is also a child with an extra arm under his ribs and a shrunken and deformed right foot.

Their eyes were fixed on the figure of the innate Taoist body, the greed in their eyes seemed to be tearing out their hearts and lungs, and their mouths were full of nonsense.

"You think so, six diseases, Tai Sui?"

The two Taoists did not reply. As the reincarnation of the pseudo-souls of ancient monks, they possessed all the characteristics of evil monks.

The Jailer Hall is like a parasite, secretly beginning to ingest the blood of the Taoist sect, trying to influence the situation through infiltration.

The outside world is in a stalemate.

Buddhism and Taoism have a tacit agreement to occupy the north and south respectively, waiting for the arrival of the supreme demon.

Only the Jailer Hall has been busy, Zhou Zuosan kept issuing a large number of tasks, signaling the gods to go to the outside world to arrange things.

Many of his actions were meaningless in the eyes of Master Dameng, and even Zhou Zuosan himself would overturn them in a short time.

But when the immortals saw Zhou Zuosan's increasingly swollen head, they understood that they had no other choice but to trust Zhou Zuosan.

Time passed little by little, and five hundred years seemed to have flown by in vain.
Chapter completed!