I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Patriarch!

Zhang Yang and others recognized the headless Taoist priest at a glance as the statue of Yuanhua Zhenjun worshiped every day.

"Meet the Patriarch!"

"Meet Yiqing Zhenxian!"

He was extremely respectful and even looked a little fanatical.

There are dozens of Daqian Daomen sects, and except for Yunxiao Dao Palace, none of them has a true immortal in charge.

With such a master in the True Monarch Temple, there is no need to worry because the disciples in the sect will be able to ride on the true immortal's coattails.

Sanwu's expression changed slightly, and he tried his best to pretend to be surprised. He took a step forward, bowed and saluted, and said loudly.

"See Immortal Yiqing!"

Calling the true immortal Taishengfen, calling the ancestor is afraid of being scolded by the true immortal, and the immortal is just right.

Many Taoist alliance god-refining experts, no doubt that he was there, imitated Sanwu's example and bowed to salute.

"Um.."

Zhou Yi suppressed his laughter and said softly: "I happened to be nearby to discuss the law with the True Lord. I came here after receiving your message for help."

"..."

Sanwu suddenly felt that his magic power was reversed, his energy and blood were boiling, and he opened his mouth not knowing what to say.

What message did he send? It was clear that the real immortal had been lurking for a long time.

Zhou Yi looked at Taoist Master Fang Xian and said with a smile: "Taoist Master is so old, but he actually does some sneaky things. He is really shameless!"

"When I act, I don't care about other people's comments!"

Taoist Master Fang Xian had a strange expression on his face and said: "However, it is unexpected that True Lord Yuanhua can become a righteous god. He is indeed the reincarnation of a true immortal!"

Back then, the avatar of Taoist Master Fang Xian traveled to Yunzhou to save his disciples, and unexpectedly learned that Yuan Hua was a reincarnated true immortal. Unexpectedly, Wang Yuanhua had a strong personality and would rather self-explode his true spirit than deviate from the orthodoxy.

"Destroy my immortal foundation and steal my leader! I shall be punished!"

Wang Yuanhua shook his spear, and his divine power surged out, turning into a sea of ​​purple thunder that filled the entire sky.

Rumble…

Thunder roared in bursts, and hundreds of thousands of thunder struck at Taoist Master Fangxian.

Wang Yuanhua was proficient in the Purple Sky Divine Thunder before he was alive. Being named a protector will have a new understanding of the thunder method, and its power is earth-shattering.

Taoist Master Fangxian snorted coldly, and the vitality of heaven and earth turned into the Milky Way of the Nine Heavens, and the vast water poured down like a waterfall.

boom!

The sea of ​​thunder collided with the galaxy, the heaven and earth shook, and the blazing divine light swept across all directions.

The formation carefully arranged by the master of refining the gods was shattered into pieces in an instant. The terrifying power spread out in all directions, forcing Sanwu and others to retreat quickly, and they did not stabilize until they were dozens of miles away.

"The real immortal's casual attack is far beyond what we can contend with!"

"The difference between immortals and mortals is like a chasm in the sky. Is it just talk?"

Master Yang Shen couldn't help but marvel that they were usually aloof, but the common people regarded them as gods.

Nowadays, when watching the battle between real immortals at a close distance, one realizes that it is no different from ordinary people. Just the aftermath of the battle is in danger of death.

Underneath the immortals and Buddhas are all ants!

Only by attaining the true immortality can one truly escape from the realm of mortals and be qualified to peer into immortality.

After all, Wang Yuanhua had just become a true god, and his magical power was far inferior to Taoist Master Fangxian. He had to cast several thunder spells in succession to annihilate the Milky Way.

"Come again!"

The figure flashed, and the silver spear trembled and penetrated Taoist Fangxian. It was actually a close combat technique.

Zhou Yi no longer watched the raiding formation, shook the apricot-yellow flag, and flashed several black-yellow divine lights in succession.

Two rays of golden light emerged from the cuffs. They were inconspicuous at first, but when they approached Taoist Master Fangxian, the golden light shone and turned into scissors several feet long.

Click!

Taoist Master Fang Xian disappeared and reappeared. The back of his hand was dripping with blood, and it was broken by just a hair.

"Okay, okay! Such a treasure, no wonder Taoist friend is so famous!"

"Thank you Lord for the compliment!"

Zhou Yi said politely, but the golden dragon scissors turned around and cut again.

Wang Yuanhua, on the other hand, was not afraid of death and fought close to his body. His spear was shining brightly, and his divine power was everywhere, and every shot shook the void.

Even if they die together, their merits are enough to reunite their bodies.

"Talk to me!"

Master Fangxian's voice was like thunder, his eyes were indifferent and emotionless, and his breath was like a god or a saint.

The spiritual light around him shone, manifesting a large star field, in which the sun and moon rose and fell, and the stars and rivers flowed.

"town!"

Taoist Master Fang Xian waved his hand and summoned many stars to suppress Wang Yuanhua with the power of heaven and earth.

He pinched the magic formula again, and the sun and moon turned into Tai Chi diagrams, holding against the golden dragon scissors.

The golden dragon scissors are indestructible, but the change of yin and yang in the Tai Chi diagram is the most gentle method in the world.

If you cut off the yang, yin will be born; if you cut off the yin, yang will be born.

"Good technique!"

Zhou Yi sighed in admiration, waved his hand and threw up the two gas bottles, and the two gases of Yin and Yang spurted out, entangled with the Yin and Yang diagram.

The two innate yin and yang qi will merge once they come into contact, and they will escape the control of both parties.

The golden dragon scissors broke away from the entanglement, broke through several layers of star blocks, and slashed at the head of Taoist Master Fang Xian.

Taoist Master Fang Xian had an expression as cold as ice and calmly avoided the golden dragon scissors, but in his heart he was secretly cursing that the fight was unfair.

This magical power of the Yin-Yang Diagram was derived from the fusion of dozens of Yin-Yang secret techniques after hearing about the indestructible power of the Golden Dragon Scissors. It was designed to defeat sharp and sharp treasures. Unexpectedly, it was broken by another magic weapon.

Taoist Master Fang Xian did not recognize the origin of the vase, but only saw its aura, which was also an extraordinary immortal weapon.

"You can only rely on external objects, so you are not a true immortal!"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "The Taoist master has lived for so long without even having any immortal weapons. It's really pitiful!"

At this moment.

With a loud bang, Wang Yuanhua shattered the stars and suppressed it, with a fierce and fierce momentum.

With a headless body and wielding a spear, he looks like a celestial war god.

"Demon Dao, suffer death!"

"Send the Taoist master to ascend!"

Zhou Yi took action at the same time, the golden dragon cut through the protective stars, and the apricot-yellow flag swept past.

Taoist Master Fang Xian had no expression on his face, and he was making magic spells with his hands. Two Taoist figures jumped out from above his head.

A man with a vicious appearance, his Taoist robe half-undressed and his breasts exposed, holding a steel fork and fighting with Wang Yuanhua. The other one, with kind eyes and a whisk in his hand, shouted a sermon, hit the apricot-yellow flag head-on and fell into it.

Zhou Yi's eyes were filled with surprise: "This is one energy transforming the three pure beings!"

Fang Xiandao advocated swallowing all the stars into his belly, and the acupoints all over his body shone with starlight. Under the blessing, the physical body was comparable to sacredness. With a wave of his hand, he punched out, and the overwhelming divine power twisted the void, hit Zhou Yi, and flew backwards for several miles like a broken sack.

"Let's see what you can do without the treasure to protect you!"

At this time.

Xinghuang Banner sensed that Zhou Yi was in danger, and Xinghuang Divine Light brushed off the charity Taoist and quickly flew back to Zhou Yi.

"late!"

Taoist Master Fang Xian had expected this, so he was faster and took the lead to catch up with Zhou Yi. His hands turned into claws and grabbed his shoulders, trying to tear them into pieces.

After pulling it open, it was found that Zhou Yi's body was as solid as fine gold and had no damage at all.

"Danger!"

The soul of Taoist Master Fangxian kept warning, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat. A red light flashed in front of his eyes.

The head flew into the air, and when he lowered his head, he saw the stiff headless body and the red sword in Zhou Yi's hand.

"What kind of treasure is this?"

"Immortal Trap Sword!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand and slashed his head with the Sinking Immortal Sword, which instantly turned into nothingness.

The spirit of Taoist Master Fangxian was shattered, and his body turned into withered bones in an instant. The vicious and charitable Taoists disappeared, and the divine light that covered the sky and the sun dispersed, revealing the blue sky again.

The demon illustration book quickly flipped through, and a Taoist figure appeared on more than 500 pages. It was Dongyun Zhenren of Xuanhuang Dao Palace.

Fragments of memory emerged. In order to achieve a breakthrough in god refining, Master Dongyun traveled to Yunzhou to obtain the inheritance of Fangxian Dao. After many hesitations, he finally started practicing.

He secretly sacrificed more than a dozen statues of Taoist sages and gods, received inheritance from immortals and Buddhas, and received divine power in return. Finally, he was promoted to the god of refinement. From then on, he was out of control and spent two hundred years cultivating to the realm of Yangshen.

Later, the theft of the idol was discovered by the Demon Slayer Division. Emperor Jingtai suppressed the matter and recruited Dong Yun as an elder in the name of the Heavenly Demon Alliance.

For the sake of Yang Shen Gaoren's face and life, Dong Yun had to obey Emperor Jingtai's control and did many evil things.

"Isn't this Taoist Master Fangxian?"

Zhou Yi was wondering when he flipped through the Demon Illustrated Book again and lit up a corner on page 72.

The one he killed was just the clone of Taoist Master Fang Xian, but it was on Dong Yun that he had such strength. Following the guidance of the demon illustrated book, Zhou Yi looked up to the east. Taoist Master Fangxian was thousands of miles away!

"Come on!"

As Wang Yuanhua shouted, a ball of golden light rose from the ground and fell on his neck.

Wang Yuanhua held the head and turned it around a few times, adjusting its position. The divine light shone, and the head and the golden body of the statue merged into one.

In the sky, rabbits and falcons rise and fall in the sky, and the surrounding masters of spiritual training are in a state of panic as their fighting skills change. If Taoist Master Fang Xian wins, they will most likely lose their lives.

At this time, the demon body died, and the two true immortal ancestors put away their magical powers, and their thoughts became alive.

A voice sounded in Sanwu's ears: "Brother Sanwu, you should pay your respects to the Immortal."

Sanwu glanced at Master Yangshen on his left, and secretly scolded Yunying for having such a random relationship, and for being so thick-skinned. Patriarch Jinxianguan and Patriarch Huayang had quite a grievance.

Another voice sounded: "Senior Brother Sanwu, our ancestor has spent a lot of energy fighting, so we should go to Yunshan to rest, just in time to guide the Tao Mengzhai matters..."

"Cough cough cough!"

Sanwu glared at Master Yangshen, the Immortal Chief is the founder of Yunxiao Taoist Palace, what do we have to do with your Yuqing Temple?

The other refining gods belonged to different Taoist sects, and they unanimously transmitted the message. They first recognized their senior brothers and uncles, and then asked Sanwu to take the lead to pay their respects to the immortal chief.

Sanwu was still hesitating, but the disciples of Zhenjunguan had already stepped forward.

He bowed three times and bowed nine times, and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, Patriarch, for saving your life!"

"Get up. You guys will go back to the observation room first. I still have something to do."

Wang Yuanhuacheng Zhenjun looked at the incense and felt a sense of friendship. He took off the sword from his waist and handed it into the hands of the Taoist: "This is my magic refining treasure. Hang it in the main hall. Don't be afraid of Xiaoxiao sneaking in."

The Taoist held the sword high and kowtowed again.

"I will obey my ancestor's decree!"

A gift from a true immortal!

No matter how powerful the treasure is, even if it is a mundane weapon, as long as there is a true immortal breath in it, demons and ghosts will not dare to approach it.

Sanwu's eyes were hot when he saw it, and he couldn't help but think in his heart. Just now, Zhenxian said that he had received a summons from him, which meant that he didn't care about Taoist palace pretending to be the ancestor. Moreover, Yiqing Zhenxian always gives Sanwu a sense of familiarity and intimacy, as if he is a close friend or relative.

"The soul induction will not be wrong, and the immortal master will not cast spells to deceive the path, so... he is the real ancestor!"

Sanwu's face showed joy, and Dian Dian'er stepped forward and bowed to salute.

"Thank you, Immortal, for saving your life!"

The other refining gods were even more active than Sanwu. They had long since determined that Yiqing was the founder of Yunxiao Taoist Palace, and they all stepped forward to salute him.

"No need to be polite. This immortal demon is the enemy of the Taoist sect. If the poor Taoist encounters him, he will not let him go!"

A golden elixir appeared in Zhouyi's palm, and it fell into Sanwu's hand with a flick of his finger. He said: "That demon comes from the authentic Taoist sect. His magic power is the best at hiding. Take the elixir quickly to avoid disaster."

"Hey..."

Sanwu was flattered and agreed repeatedly.

After hearing the word "duhua", I didn't dare to worry about anything else, so I quickly swallowed the elixir and crossed my legs to practice Qi.

The entrance of the elixir turns into streams of pure Yang breath, nourishing the limbs, bones, and internal organs.

Sanwu's injuries healed quickly, his energy and spirit also improved a lot, and his white hair turned gray-black.

The eyes of the God Refining experts who were watching were widened, and they sensed the aura of Sanwu. They really looked much younger. It was not that their magic power changed their youth, but that their longevity had increased a lot.

hiss!

They all gasped and looked at Zhou Yi again, with some fanaticism in their respect.

Extending one’s life is a temptation that an expert in refining cannot refuse!

Master Yunying observed carefully and found that the immortal had a kind face and cared about his descendants, and was not ruthless in nature.

So he took a step forward and said: "Junior Jinxian Guan Yunying, the founder Chonghe Zhenxian and Huayang Zhenxian are close friends..."

The origin of the True Immortal Patriarch of Yunxiao Dao Palace is no longer a secret. He studied under the True Immortal Huayang at that time, and he was an ancestor from at least 30,000 years ago. Everyone's ancestors were rich and had some knowledge of the method of true spirit reincarnation, so they had no doubts about Zhou Yi Shouyuan.

"Is it?"

Zhou Yi seemed to be smiling but not smiling, since he planned to establish himself as the Patriarch of Yunxiao to make up for the inexplicable origin of the clone, and he knew a lot about the deeds of True Immortal Huayang during his lifetime.

If I had to describe this Huayang True Immortal, he would probably be like a flat-headed brother who would attack anyone he didn’t like!

Therefore, Huayang had only a handful of friends during his lifetime, and each of them is recorded in the Yunxiao Taoist Palace, and there is absolutely no Chonghe True Immortal among them.

On the contrary, Zhou Yi read the diary of Zhenxian Huayang in the library of Yunxiao Dao Palace and saw many comments about Zhenxian Chonghe.

"Only when the two ancestors quarrel a few words on weekdays do they appear to be close to each other, and only then can they be polite to those they don't know well!"

Yunying's expression remained unchanged and she said with a smile: "Before Patriarch Chonghe passed away, he told his disciples to support each other with Yunxiao Taoist Palace, share weal and woe, and continue the inheritance."

"Yes, Not Bad."

Zhou Yi said: "Huayang asked me to protect the Yunxiao Taoist Palace. I never expected to encounter unexpected delays. Fortunately, we have the Golden Immortal Temple to support each other."

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of elixir and placed it in Yunying's hand.

"This Yang Ling Pill was refined by me personally. Seeing that your breath is unstable, it seems that you were injured when the Yin God transformed into Yang. You can recover after taking it."

Yunying knelt down, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, shouting: "Thank you, Patriarch, for your gift!"

Does this mean you recognize your ancestors and return to your clan?

The other god-refining experts were dumbfounded. They despised Yunying for being so thick-skinned. They couldn't help but feel envious and regretted that they hadn't thought of this method.

There is no need for spiritual elixir gifts, as long as you recognize the true immortal ancestor, three kowtows and nine bows are nothing. You must set up a statue of the ancestor in the temple and worship it with incense every day.

It didn't matter if he failed to get the first achievement, second or third. Just as Yang Shen of Yuqingguan was about to step forward, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Cough cough cough!"

Sanwu coughed a few times, hinting them not to go too far, and Yunying took advantage of the old Taoist Fu Dan to take advantage of it.

Now that the elixir has been successfully refined, these guys will never be allowed to take advantage of the ancestor again.

At this time.

A ray of light flew from the sky, wandered in the air for several times, and landed not far from everyone.

Sanwu's eyes lit up when he saw the person coming, and he quickly went over to hold the Taoist's hand.

"Principal Zhou, the old Taoist would like to introduce to you the founder of Tao Palace, Yiqing Zhenxian..."