Chapter 185: Chunfeng Tower Destroyed

Zhou Yi swears to God.

Burning Guangweizi was definitely not out of envy, but as punishment for licking the dog.

There are endless licking dogs in the world, but Guangweizi is probably the only real immortal licking dog, and the one he licks is not a human race.

What kind of fairy couple...

Qingqiu Fox Fairy can be either male or female, and the appearance of a beautiful woman is just one of them, or she uses a more familiar appearance.

Guangweizi doesn't look like he likes fencing.

"Fellow Taoist is obsessed with appearance! Appearance is just skin, what matters is the heart."

Guangweizi said: "Pindao pursues Tan'er, is she willing to..."

"Then why did the old fox suddenly resurrect you? What does it want to do?"

Zhou Yi interrupted Guang Weizi's ramblings, saying that licking dogs can always find a hundred reasons to promote boundless and selfless love.

It has been more than a thousand years since Li Hong turned Guangweizi's immortal bones into beads. The only reason why Qingqiu Fox Immortal did not resurrect Guangweizi earlier was that he was temporarily useless.

Guangweizi was silent for a moment, looking miserable.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord! The Wangchuan River cannot destroy the poor Taoist true spirit. He just wants to be reincarnated to find Tan'er and renew their relationship. How can he be betrayed by a mere spiritual fire?"

"???"

Zhou Yi couldn't help but admire: "You are really good at licking dogs, and you can actually strengthen your Taoist heart!"

When speaking, mana surges, yin and yang rotate in the two cylinders, and water and fire rise together. .

Guangweizi sat cross-legged in the bottle, letting the water flood the fire and grind the two qi, without even letting out a groan of pain.

After a while, Yang Shen gradually weakened.

After a long time, his soul will definitely be scattered, and Zhou Yi will also know the Qingqiu Fox Fairy's plan.

Guangweizi only condensed a ray of true spirit, unlike the evil Buddha who had entrusted his true spirit to the White Lotus Buddha Way and could not resist the soul search of the demon illustrated book.

"Yangshen, it's not enough!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand to capture the Yang Shen and drove it back into the main body of Feixian Temple.

Wuyun's sluggish body gradually regained its vitality. When he opened his eyes again, Guangweizi was no longer in charge.

Occupying the home court of the physical body, Guangweizi only has a residual spirit left, so the soul is dominated by Wuyun.

Guangweizi's conversation with Zhou Yi was unable to hide it from Wu Yun. After recalling for a moment, Mu Ran's face turned pale.

I thought that by sacrificing my comrades to become true immortals, the twelve sects could truly stand outside the territory. Who would have thought that it would just be a wedding dress for others.

When the time comes to become an immortal, Guangweizi will naturally take the lead.

Wu Yun has spent his whole life killing demons, and his parents, relatives, and fellow sects were all killed by the demon clan. Thinking that he would become a licking dog of the demon clan and be driven by the demon clan, his heart almost collapsed.

With a pop, he fell to his knees.

"Please ask the Immortal to save me!"

"The true spirit of Guangweizi is entangled with your bloodline, and even a poor Taoist can do nothing about it."

It's not that Zhou Yi didn't want to save Wu Yun, but unlike the previous external evil that seized the Dharma Sea, the true spirit of Guangweizi was refined and integrated by Wu Yun on his own initiative, and now they are indistinguishable from each other.

Similar to the dual personality, Wuyun is the master before becoming an immortal, and Guangweizi is the master after becoming an immortal.

"Fellow the devil, or rather die!"

A flying sword appeared in Wuyun's hand, and the sword light turned and slashed towards the neck.

Zhou Yi flicked his finger, and his spiritual light fixed the flying sword: "Wait a moment..."

Wu Yun looked hopeful: "Can the immortal save me?"

"No, no, no, the master is determined to be benevolent, how can a poor man stop him!"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "We are going to die anyway, why not die in a different way?"

Wu Yun's face turned red, and then he sighed with emotion: "It all depends on the arrangement of the Immortal. I only hope that if the twelve sects are in trouble in the future, the Immortal can help."

"That's natural."

Zhou Yi said: "Can the temple master block the spiritual consciousness of Guangweizi now?"

"It's possible, but I don't know if it will be useful. It's hard to predict the methods of a true immortal."

Wuyun has read many classics describing true immortals, but they are all conjectures. He does not know how mysterious they are. Now, for the first time, he feels the horror of true immortals, at the cost of death.

"It's nothing, knowing it doesn't make much difference."

Zhou Yi said: "Before you die, become an immortal first!"

"Um?"

Wu Yun looked puzzled.

"I have never killed a true immortal before. There was a half-crippled guy before, and I couldn't help but kill him."

Zhou Yi said: "If the temple master can satisfy Pindao's wish, the disciples of the twelve sects can come to me if they encounter problems in the future."

"good!"

Wu Yun simply agreed. He committed suicide not just for show.

Anyway, it's all death, but it can be exchanged for the blessing of the true immortal, and the inheritance of the twelve sects can be preserved.

"In order to prevent Guangweizi from having a back-up plan, we need the cooperation of the temple master."

The golden dragon scissors on Zhou Yi's wrist turned into two golden threads and penetrated into Wu Yun's body from his mouth.

Then he pinched the magic formula with his hands, and strands of spiritual light fell into Wu Yun's body, surrounding Yang Shen in all directions, like a dense hunting net.

"It's still not good enough to trap the True Immortal Yuanshen only through restrictions..."

Zhou Yi took out a talisman seal, wrote and drew on it, and then asked Wu Yun to drop his blood to refine it.

Soul-killing ban.

Soul-locking and heart-piercing method.

Taiyin Soul Capture Talisman.

Golden Light Soul Killing Curse...

Wu Yun refined more than a dozen kinds of spells in succession. When he got to the end, he felt that his Yang God was sitting on a volcano that could erupt at any time. Any movement might cause a big explosion.

"That's almost it. Unless God is Uncle Guangweizi, no one can save him!"

Zhou Yi took a picture of the Chou Niu Bead and said: "Refining it as soon as possible will trigger the immortal calamity, and the poor Taoist will help."

"Yes. The Immortal Chief has already led the true spirit out, saving most of the time, up to ten days and a half."

Wuyun said: "However, Qingyun's perfection may not lead to immortal disaster. If you wait too long..."

"The old fox can't wait that long. He must have a back-up plan. The master of the temple lives here in Pindao and can just wait to become an immortal."

Zhouyi did not survive the tribulation, and he did not know much about the immortal tribulation.

According to the records of Yunxiao Dao Palace, the true immortal tribulation must include the three levels of wind, fire and thunder, and there may also be the tribulation of inner demons, human tribulation, etc.

Others, such as Buddhist, Shinto, demon clan, etc., have different immortal tribulations.

There is no orthodox way for the various martial arts disciples of the side sects, such as witchcraft and witchcraft, to advance to the super level. If you are lucky enough to be promoted, you will not suffer a natural disaster.

Heavenly calamity is both a calamity and an opportunity.

If you get over it, you can live forever, but if you can't get over it, you will die.

…

The night is silent.

The guests in Chunfeng Tower were so tired that they fell asleep.

backyard.

The owner is an old man with a white face and no beard. He sits on the table and sips tea slowly.

The four cashiers below are counting their daily income.

Luo Jing's first check is no exaggeration to say that gold and silver are like running water.

The crackling sound of abacus gradually stopped, and the big accountant took the account book and reported.

"My boss, today I received 7,500 taels of silver, 120 taels of gold, and paid out 1,300 taels. I accounted for 2,200 taels, and actually received 5,200 taels of silver."

Reporting an income of 10,000 yuan, he went on to add: "Compared to the same period last month, deposits increased by 170%."

"My boss is great."

"After a while, if you choose a half-demon courtesan, you will definitely be able to make a fortune?"

"Buying a half-demon with 30,000 yuan is a huge profit."

"I heard that someone was offering 100,000 yuan to buy a half-demon on the black market."

The accountants were all flattering. Ever since they bought the half-demon from Jiaofangsi at a sky-high price, Chunfenglou was no longer the leader of the list, but a separate one.

Many customers who didn't visit Goulan originally couldn't help but be curious after hearing about the half-demon.

Other hooks and rails, such as the Yuyu Pavilion of the Full Moon Tower, were originally second only to the Chunfeng Tower, but now they can only be seen at the nape of their necks. And half-demon doesn't just buy it if you want. After all, human-male love is not allowed in the secular world, and very few give birth to blood.

It is even rarer to have good looks.

Other Goulan paid exorbitant prices to buy half-demon, but after more than half a month passed, they could only watch the Chunfeng Tower earn gold and silver.

The owner nodded with satisfaction and ordered: "Carefully calculate the portion that should be divided, and I will send it over tomorrow."

"As commanded."

Several accountants are close friends of the boss and have some knowledge of the background of Chunfeng Tower. More than one high-ranking official in the court holds shares in Chunfeng Tower, and all the shares combined account for 70% of the income.

Daqian is known as the Divine Dynasty, and those who can be called high-ranking officials are at least the third rank. They have long been disinterested in worldly gold and silver.

However, the boss is not just one person, but also has parents, brothers, friends, and relatives who need gold and silver to spend.

"Who took credit today?"

The boss suddenly asked, not many people can get credit at Chunfeng Tower.

Debts are different from credit. The former is written down and settled together, while the latter is owed money and will most likely become a bad debt in the future.

The chief accountant replied: "Prince Kang has not had much money these days. Today he is hosting a banquet for friends. I told Sister Yu that I would give it on credit first."

"Prince Kang..."

The owner thought for a moment and said: "This time it will be over. When the prince comes again in the future, he will say that the shop is small and the profit is small."

"My boss, that's Prince Kang!"

The chief accountant warned that the Kang Prince's mansion crushing Chunfeng Tower to death was not much different from crushing an ant to death.

"It won't be the case soon. A few days ago, Mr. Xu and I attended the Qi Refining Banquet held by Li Wu, the second son of Prince Kang."

The boss smiled and said: "Brother Li and I had a great chat. I will invite Brother Li to Chunfeng Tower as a guest in a while."

"Master, let's..."

Worry flashed in the eyes of the chief accountant. He understood his master's intention and turned to the second son Li Wu, supporting him in his fight for the throne and taking this opportunity to climb into Prince Kang's palace.

"Old Wu, I understand what you mean. We are just a brothel. To get involved in the fight for the prince is to seek death. We should avoid offending both sides."

The owner took a sip of tea, changed the subject and said, "Do you know why I bought a half-demon?"

The big accountant asked doubtfully: "Isn't it making money?"

"There is not much difference to me between two or three thousand guan and five or six thousand guan every day. Anyway, I won't be able to spend it all in this life."

The owner said slowly: "To me, making money is far less valuable than the half-demon itself. One of their parents is a demon, and they can hide for ten or twenty years, so they are probably a big demon."

"Old Wu, do you know what a big demon is?"

The big shopkeeper nodded and said: "Of course I know. According to the records of the demon search, the big demon is a middle-level third-level demon clan. It can fly into the sky, escape from the earth, open mountains and crack rocks."

"Since he is a great demon, he naturally lacks the method of cultivation."

The boss smiled and said: "I'm just waiting for one of their parents to come to pick up their daughter and change a book of practice methods."

The big accountant sighed: "Master, it's been decades and you still haven't given up?"

"Give up? Why should I give up? The Taoist scriptures say that everyone can become an immortal, why can't I?"

The owner took out the tranquility elixir worth tens of thousands of gold, smelled the elixir's fragrance, suppressed his excitement, and continued: "Do you know what Mr. Zhou, who often comes to the building, used to be?"

"Mr. Zhou?"

"It's that god!"

"At least he comes from a scholarly family, and his temperament is extraordinary."

"Or a secular disciple of Taoism?"

"What disciple, you know nothing, Mr. Zhou is considered the top even in the Taoist sect!"

I also visited Chunfeng Tower in several tents. The rich water does not flow to outsiders. Naturally, I know Zhouyi, a master of refining gods.

After discussing for a while and guessing dozens of identities, the boss all shook their heads.

The big accountant asked doubtfully: "Could it be that he has mud legs? Haha!"

As he said this, he even laughed. With Mr. Zhou Yi's temperament, it is no exaggeration to say that he is an immortal in the sky. There is a huge gap between him and Mudlegzi.

"Mr. Zhou is a peasant, what am I?"

"Maybe he is a hermit who farms in the mountains?"

"That's called farming. With the farming methods of hermits, the people would have starved to death long ago."

"Ahem!"

The landlord coughed and said, "Mr. Zhou was indeed a peasant before. He couldn't even read. He became a refugee after his hometown was hit by a disaster."

"Refugee?"

The accountants looked at each other in disbelief.

"Mr. Zhou can become an immortal, so why can't I?"

The landlord was full of confidence in the future and said, "It was difficult to refine magic power with those previous skills. It must be too low in grade. If I can get skills from the big monster, I may be able to fly and live forever!"

As he spoke, the landlord's eyes gradually blurred, as if he was mumbling to himself or talking in a dream.

"When I became a Taoist, the sky was vast and the sun and moon shone..."

"Clouds and rainbows are my clothes, the breeze is my horse, and I drive dragons as my chariot..."

The fragrance of the tranquilizing elixir floated in the house, and several accountants also felt dizzy, flying in the sky with a heavy head and light feet.

"My husband, look at how stupid they are!"

"It's just the conjecture of ignorant mortals. They actually took the illusory elixir that disturbed people's minds as a spiritual medicine."

Two figures, one blue and one white, pushed the door open and entered.

The woman in white blew a breath, and the strange elixir fragrance in the room dissipated.

The boss often recited Taoist classics and took various elixirs. He was the first to recover from the hallucination and looked at the young man and woman carefully.

The man had a handsome face and a crystal red scale embedded in his eyebrows.

The woman was cute and lovely, with two black lines on her cheeks. Not only did it not affect her appearance, but it was a strange temptation.

The boss's heart jumped. Combined with the description of the big monster in the monster search record, the man and woman in front of him were very likely not ordinary.

"I am Zhang Shao, the owner of Chunfeng Tower. I wonder what advice you two have for me?"

The man looked up and said nothing, as if he disdained to talk to the owner.

"Don't be nervous, old sir. We, my husband and I, have come to thank you."

The woman smiled and said, "Thank you for taking care of my little daughter She Lan'er. She is very happy in Chunfeng Tower!"

"She Lan'er..."

The owner immediately remembered that it was the half-demon with a graceful figure.

The half-demon bought from the Jiaofang Division was all selected by the owner himself, and his name and appearance were familiar.

She Lan'er is a half-demon, so her parents are great demons. The owner's eyes lit up. They were still talking about it a moment ago, and the fate of immortality came in a blink of an eye.

"Taking care of Miss Lan'er is what I should do. I don't know how to repay you?"

"Old sir wants to cultivate immortality so much, my husband and I will certainly help you!"

The woman smiled and said, "Then send the old sir to heaven!"

As she spoke, her figure flashed, grabbed the owner's clothes, and flew out of the house and soared several feet into the air. Ignoring the boss's plea for mercy, he loosened his hand and fell to the ground, turning into a pool of meat paste.

"My lady, don't play tricks. The old ancestor's breath-hiding talisman is only effective for a moment, and we have to take Lan'er out of the city."

The man's voice was gentle, but his move was extremely cruel, and balls of fire fell into the Chunfeng Building.

The wooden structure of the house, the raging flames spread rapidly, and screams were heard.

Zhang Cheng rose into the air with his upper body naked, holding the girl in his left and right hands, and two in his armpits.

"Who is so blind that dares to disturb Lao Zhang's sleep?"