Chapter 709 Taoist Yuanshi! Old Man Sweeping the Floor

In the ruins of the dark night, Qi Shouchang's head flew high, and he saw hundreds of feet of blood flying from his neck.

Shock, fear, and a ferocious expression gradually solidified on his face.

The flying head was still rolling its eyes, looking at its body that was gradually moving away, and then at Zhou Dao in the distance, as if it hadn't yet realized what had happened.

"Flying head... flying head..." Qi Shouchang murmured, as if a voice was shouting in his mind.

His thoughts were scattered, and scenes of his life flashed before his eyes like light and shadow. "

"Master, why do you want to change my name?"

"I made a hexagram to my ancestor and saw that you were not going to die well, so I changed your name to longevity!"

"After fifteen years of entry, I have finally entered the real realm. Senior brother, you have just come back from training in the mountains. Please accompany me for a while."

"I have met an enemy outside, and my magical power is hard to defeat. I want to retreat to understand the way of Krishna."

"The enemy? You are the most talented person of our generation. Who can be called the enemy? What is his name?"

"His name is Zhou Xuan. I predict that within ten years this man will be famous all over the world."

"Daoshan Alliance, so many people have died. Senior brother, have you finally taken that step?"

"The country is old, a new era has begun... Sword Pillar Li Zangfeng, he has finally become the new Nine Divine Pillars. From now on, I will sit on the black sky and establish the Taoist Gate."

"Senior brother, I'm here to see you again. That man is dead...Zhou Xuan, this generation of Yuan Kings will eventually be annihilated in the mortal world."

"His brilliance is too bright after all, and cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth."

"Hahaha, I finally stepped into the Tao realm. I am the peak at the end of the heaven, and I will be proud of the world from now on."

"Brother, is this the sword you made for me? Why is it so strange? Is it still a wooden sword? It's not a magic weapon at all."

"If you don't leave the mountain for ten years, you can live forever. Your future lies in this sword."

"You haven't left the mountain for ten years? How is that possible? Senior brother, what is the name of this wooden sword? Is it related to my future?"

"Flying head! Flying head!"

…

"Flying Skull Sword! Senior Brother!"

Qi Shouchang stared far away and used his last bit of strength to let out a heart-rending roar.

It was not until his death that this master of the Black Sky Sect truly understood the mystery of that sword.

"Huo... Taoist Huo Yun is dead!? Oh my god, that is a powerful person in the natal realm of the Black Sky Sect!

! "

"Who...who killed him? Qi Shouchang is a strong man from the older generation. He participated in the Daoshan Alliance back then."

"The demon from the Seventy-Two Demon Cave was born? Who is so ferocious?"

In the distance, a series of shocking spiritual thoughts were projected over.

In the sky, the headless body quickly fell and crashed into the ruins of the mountain.

Wang Xiaoyi was stunned, with deep surprise in his eyes.

He only saw Zhou Dao offering a black iron box, and he didn't even see the movement clearly. The body of the originally arrogant Qi Shouchang was separated.

"Is this the power of [Nine Seal Taoist Priests]!?" Wang Xiaoyi sighed in his heart, feeling a hint of awe.

He knew very well that Zhou Dao's current state was still at the level of [Mana Realm].

Jiuyin Taoist priests are rare in ancient times, so it is not surprising that they can fight [the realm of destiny].

But it was so easy, with just a flick of the finger... This deeply touched Wang Xiaoyi.

The legendary [Nine-Seal Taoist Priest] was much more terrifying than he imagined.

"What...what's going on!? Who is he!?"

At this moment, Bai Xianrou, who was not far away, had already been scared out of her wits, and her beautiful eyes could not stop trembling.

That was the Black Sky Sect, one of the Six Great Sects, a strong man in the natal realm.

But in front of this so-called Yuanshi Taoist, he was as vulnerable as a chicken or a dog.

The Taoist robe of Huoyun has the power to burn the sky and the sea of ​​pearls, but it cannot harm it in the slightest.

When Bai Xianrou was thinking about what kind of magical power it was, the famous Huo Yun Taoist actually died like this.

My head is flying into the sky, I don’t know where life or death will come from! ?

"Such a person enters the Hundred Thousand Mountains..." Bai Xianrou thought thoughtfully.

Almost all the masters who have been among the hundreds of thousands of mountains have long been famous and are known to everyone.

There are very few special cases like Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong. They gradually grew up in life and death battles. They are not anomalies. At most, they have deep opportunities.

But in Bai Xianrou's eyes, this Yuanshi Taoist seemed too special, possessing amazing magical powers and carrying means of killing... It was simply unbelievable that such a person had such a low reputation.

At this moment, Bai Xianrou was extremely curious about Zhou Dao's identity.

When it was a little fox, it once heard some old foxes say it in the [Hanguang Cave].

The world is vast and stretches to the west. In addition to the six great sects, there are many sects that have been hidden since ancient times. They are far away from the world of mortals and are not visible to the world. Only some ancient religions have records.

These disciples of the hermit sect are born and walk in the world only every hundred or even hundreds of years.

Apart from anything else, it is rumored that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the great swamps of the West, and the things inside are unimaginable.

"Did he come out of the Great Western Swamp?"

Bai Xianrou had a bold guess in her heart.

"Huoyun Taoist Robe!?"

Zhou Dao waved his hand, and red flames shot up into the sky, falling into his palm like a burning flame.

This is Qi Shouchang's natal magic weapon [Fire Cloud Taoist Robe]. The red lines are like clouds in the sky, and nine firelights gather on the chest of the Taoist robe, like an erupting volcano.

"The magic weapon of destiny!" Zhou Dao's heart moved slightly.

After Qi Shouchang died, this wonderful Taoist robe seemed to have lost its soul. The mysterious light gradually dimmed, and even the red flame pattern became unclear.

The natal magic weapon is a dual cultivation of life and life. It not only collects the creation of heaven and earth, but also absorbs the essence of life. This is a magic weapon for the intersection between heaven and man. It uses the weapon to borrow the law and create things in the void.

Once the master dies, the natal magic weapon seems to have lost its spirituality.

As a thoughtful observer of this wonderful process, various insights arise in my heart.

Next, he will attack the [Innate Realm] and refine his own innate magic weapon.

For Zhou Dao, this is an extremely precious and rare experience.

See death and know life.

"As expected of a natal magic weapon. Even if the owner dies, this treasure still has an extremely subtle connection with heaven and earth."

Zhou Dao held the [Huoyun Taoist Robe] and couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, the Huoyun Taoist Robe is like a withered grass and tree, rejuvenated again. Although it only retains instinct, it is completely natural and contains spirituality.

No wonder, after the death of many masters of the natal realm, their natal magic weapons are not as powerful as they were during their lifetimes, but they are still better than the best spiritual weapons, and they remain in the sect and are passed down from generation to generation.

This kind of natal magic weapon left behind is called [ancient treasure passed down from generation to generation], which is somewhere between a top-quality spiritual weapon and a natal magic weapon.

"I heard that the materials used for each natal magic weapon come forward at every turn, and each one is a rare treasure."

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyi came over.

He stared at the Huoyun Taoist Robe in Zhou Dao's hand, his eyes were shining, and the pores all over his body were slightly opened, as if this treasure had an irresistible attraction to him.

In fact, what Wang Xiaoyi said is not allowed.

The materials used in the natal magic weapon and its quality are far superior to the best spiritual weapons.

This is one of the reasons why even if the master dies, the ancient treasures handed down from ancient times can still surpass the best spiritual weapons.

"Here you go."

Zhou Dao turned his hand and gave the [Fire Cloud Taoist Robe] to Wang Xiaoyi.

"Give it to me!?" Wang Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"You are about to attack the realm of destiny. If you dismantle this Huoyun Taoist robe, you can at least obtain hundreds of precious mountain and sea treasures."

These treasures are the foundation for Zhou Dao to refine his natal magic weapon in the future.

"Not bad."

Zhou Dao hooked his fingers, wind and thunder surged, and a hole opened in the void. The universe was hidden inside, and a small collapsed world appeared before his eyes.

"This is……"

"Inner world!?"

Even if a Taoist master dies, his physical body will not decay. It will take at least a thousand years for the inner world to completely collapse.

The inner world is the last secret of Taoist masters. All treasures, skills, elixirs, etc. are all placed here.

Some Taoist masters even record their privacy in the inner world.

"A master of the natal realm of the Black Sky Sect, he should have a lot of treasures." Zhou Dao said with a grin.

He just took a cursory glance and saw that Taoist Huoyun's inner world was like a treasure, with as many as three billion rejuvenating pills alone.

In fact, Taoist masters with natural magic power no longer need low-level elixirs such as Huazhen Dan.

The energy of Huanzhen Dan is the most effective for the real state.

These three billion true pills are just what Taoist Huoyun usually sends to beg for food.

"Good guy, there are almost a mountain of low-grade spiritual weapons."

"There are also thousands of medium-grade spiritual weapons."

"There are a total of three hundred and sixty-five high-grade spiritual weapons, and there is actually one set." Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

These three hundred and sixty-five high-grade spiritual weapons are collectively called [Zhou Tian Xinghe], and when activated, their power is comparable to that of top-grade spiritual weapons.

"It's interesting." Zhou Dao continued to check.

It has to be said that Taoist Huo Yun is worthy of being a master of the natal realm, and the Black Sky Sect is worthy of being a Six Dao Sect.

In the inner world, there are actually thirty-six top-quality spiritual weapons.

As for the top-quality spiritual weapons, there are six, and the quality of two of them is not inferior to the [Dragon Snake Sword].

"Tsk, tsk, this [Heaven Hammer] is pretty good."

With a thought in Zhou Dao's mind, a black heavy hammer appeared in front of him. The whole body was surrounded by lightning and glowed with a metallic luster. The body of the hammer was engraved with the talisman of the God of Thunder, and there was a squirming metallic liquid in the handshake, which completely fused with the user.

This [Bangtian Hammer] is of the highest quality among the six peerless spiritual weapons.

Zhou Dao just took it out, and black clouds surged in the sky, filled with a hint of thunder, which actually resonated directly with this [Heaven Hammer].

The materials of this top-quality spiritual weapon were collected from outside the sky and are treasured by the Black Sky Sect. There are 381 types of Thunder Methods inlaid inside. When activated, it can cause heavenly catastrophes and use the power of the thunder of the universe.

Buzz…

The moment Zhou Dao took out the [Hunting Hammer], Bai's delicate tail was exposed, his hair stood up, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, almost showing his original shape.

"Immortal...immortal chief...please don't hurt me." Bai Xianrou said with a pale face, frightened and trembling.

The Lei Bu Zhengfa specializes in defeating evil spirits and has unimaginable destructive power over demons.

Because of this, the Thunder Pillar massacred everyone on the Daoshan Alliance, which made the Yuyao Division promise not to use the Thunder Pillar unless absolutely necessary.

call……

The magic power surged in Zhou Dao's palm, blocking the aura of the [Blasting Hammer].

A trace of blood returned to Bai Xianrou's face, but Yu Ji was still in her eyes, far away, and she didn't dare to get close.

"Xiao Yi, I'll give you this top-quality spiritual weapon." Zhou Dao shook the sky-shattering hammer in his hand.

"I don't need it." Wang Xiaoyi refused.

"No need? This is a top-quality spiritual weapon." Zhou Dao was startled.

Frankly speaking, the quality of the Sky-Blowing Hammer is even higher than that of the Dragon-Snake Sword.

"Our lineage does not borrow anything from outside." Wang Xiaoyi grinned, holding the [Fire Cloud Taoist Robe] floating in front of him and said: "But I have to accept this treasure."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xiaoyi opened his mouth violently and swallowed the Huoyun Taoist robe in front of Zhou Dao.

"What the hell!?"

This scene was so shocking that Bai Xianrou screamed inwardly, and her eyes almost fell out.

That...that is the magic weapon of Taoist masters, so just swallow it! ?

Buzz…

The sound of chewing came from Wang Xiaoyi's mouth, and there was a rumbling sound in his stomach, like a thunderous earthquake. Then, streams of real fire spurted out directly from his pores, like a volcano erupting, destroying evil spirits, and the surrounding void cracked. There were gaps.

"It tastes really good..."

Wang Xiaoyi licked the corner of his mouth, looking like he still had something to say.

"Let's go." Zhou Dao glanced at him, a hint of deep meaning flashing in his eyes.

"The skills of your lineage are really overbearing."

"Hey, it's easy to say, the main thing is that you can be lazy and swallow all things to achieve your own goals."

"What is the origin of your sect?"

"I don't know. My master said that you can only go back and pay homage after entering the Taoist realm."

"You haven't even known where the mountain gate is for so long?"

"It seems to be to the west."

The voices of Zhou Dao and Wang Xiaoyi became farther and farther away.

"Who...are these two people? Are they human?"

Bai Xianrou stood there, stunned. She looked at Zhou Daoyuan's retreating figure. By some mistake, she didn't escape and actually pursued him.

"Chief Immortal, wait for me, my slave has a long tail and flies slowly!"

A moment later, powerful auras descended on the ruins, feeling the fluctuations remaining in the void.

"Really dead... Damn it, Taoist Huo Yun is done with it!?"

"Quickly, send the news to [Qimen Pavilion] quickly. Qi Liuyun Key will definitely go crazy knowing that his uncle is dead."

"Qi Liuyun just got Ma Yinglong's magic weapon. He is very high-spirited."

"Tsk, tsk, it's getting more and more interesting. Come on, let's go see the excitement."

The spiritual thoughts intertwined with each other, and the masters from all sides stood up like birds and beasts.

…

Among the vast mountains and smoke, Zhou Dao showed his figure.

"Chief Immortal, the Qimen Pavilion is ahead." Bai Xianrou pointed in the direction.

Qimen Pavilion is the only stronghold of human monks in Shiwanda Mountain. There are three religions and nine streams, sects from all directions, secluded cultivators, the Demon Control Division... and even the masters of the Demon Suppression Division are often there.

Come and recuperate. After all, this is the front line for slaying demons. There are constant battles and injuries are inevitable. You can stay safe by avoiding the Qimen Pavilion.

Secondly, exchange information. The value of information here is better than any magic weapon.

The third time is to discuss Taoism and trade treasures.

"Human beings still have such a place in the realm of the demon clan?" Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but ask.

Qi Men Pavilion looks like a tavern, but it is as big as a small town and is guarded by nine mountains in the center.

"It is rumored that Shiwanda Mountain is the place where Taoism first preached, and the Qimen Pavilion can even be traced back to that time." Bai Xianrou whispered.

"Who established it?" Zhou Dao asked casually.

"It seems that it is not a sect or a religion, but it was established by a group of Taoist priests at the beginning. Later they left, and Qimen Pavilion became a place for all human beings to settle down." Bai Xianrou looked at Zhou Dao subconsciously.

"You should be able to find out more information here."

Zhou Dao remained silent. What he most urgently wanted now was to determine the whereabouts of Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong.

Buzz…

Zhou Dao moved and appeared in front of Qimen Pavilion.

The dilapidated wooden door looked like a city gate. Two lanterns in front of the door cast a dim yellow light, sweeping over the three of them.

Suddenly, the dim yellow halo paused for a moment as it swept over Bai Xianrou, and a red mark immediately appeared between her eyebrows.

"It's establishing identity."

Facing Zhou Dao's questioning gaze, she clenched her delicate white teeth and explained.

In Shiwandashan, humans kill demons and sometimes bring living creatures into the Qimen Pavilion. These will be marked one by one to prevent demons from sneaking in without knowing it.

Zhou Daoqing groaned. As the only stronghold of mankind, it would be abnormal if there were no defensive measures. Otherwise, the demon clan would have taken advantage of it.

The front of the Qimen Hall seemed a little deserted. There was only a stooped old man sweeping the floor. He was barefoot, wearing rags, holding a broom, sweeping two steps, stopping three steps, and finally accidentally swept up the dirt under his feet. Dust kicked away.

The results of a long day's hard work were in vain. The old man lowered his head, leaned against the door, and sat down.

"let's go."

Zhou Dao took a step forward and was about to enter the Qimen Pavilion.

"Baby, do you have any wine? I haven't had anything to drink in half a month."

At this moment, the old man sweeping the floor suddenly raised his drooped eyelids and called out to Zhou Dao.