"I have been practicing for thousands of years and have experienced countless tribulations before I am where I am today. I am not convinced that I would lose to someone who has only been practicing for a few months."
The grandma's body soaked in the water shook for a while, letting out an unwilling roar and causing a large splash of water. The Nie Xiaoqian in front of him went from being a lonely ghost that he could knead at will, to hitting him with a mountain from a distance, being easily defeated by him with some tricks, and then easily defeating him with thunder and lightning. The whole process was beyond his understanding of cultivation.
"Yes, the Nu family relies on the magical powers of experts, not real cultivation. But if you lose, you lose."
Nie Xiaoqian's lips parted slightly, her tone was calm, and she didn't care that she didn't rely on her true strength to defeat the opponent. She is just a little girl who hopes to take revenge and punish the evildoers. As long as her goal is achieved, nothing else matters.
"What are you going to do? Drown me with water. I'm a wood demon. Drowning me with water is ridiculous!"
Grandma's body shook again, and she changed the topic to the danger she was currently facing, with a mocking tone in her voice. As a wood demon, he was afraid of fire and electricity, but water and earth would do almost zero damage to him. .
"Water, no, you're wrong, it's still thunder."
Nie Xiaoqian, who was dressed in white and outshined the snow, glanced at the rain all over the sky, slowly rising up to the top of this independent world, bordering the sky.
Among the dark clouds, thunder and lightning began to flash, but compared to before, it was negligible.
"What a plan. Fill the whole world with water, and then put down a few thunder and lightning so that I can't hide. Then you can capture him effortlessly. It seems that someone is giving you guidance. Moreover, that person doesn't want to kill me."
Grandma's body vibrated and made a cold sound. As a demon who has been practicing for thousands of years, his mind is extremely clear. After a little thought, he understood everything.
"Yes, the Taoist priest said that he will accept you as a flute player."
While Nie Xiaoqian was speaking, some thunder and lightning had been released from the sky. It is well known in ancient and modern times that water can transmit electricity.
The moment lightning struck the water, Grandma's body, which had been submerged for less than half of her body, was entangled by arcs of electricity. Her huge body writhed, emitting bursts of white smoke.
Unlike the sudden violent lightning strike, grandma was not deeply injured, but was extremely painful.
"Hand over the demon pill and follow the slave family to see the Taoist priest."
Nie Xiaoqian fell against the wind and stood in mid-air with a cold voice.
"Dreaming has pushed me to this point, and we can only die together. Bitch, let's die together!"
Grandma's body expanded, doubling, doubling, and tripling, constantly extending to the surroundings and climbing upwards.
When Nie Xiaoqian saw that her grandma wanted to blow herself up, without saying a word, she burned her spiritual power and flew upwards quickly.
Grandma has been practicing for thousands of years, and the destructive power caused by self-destruction is not something that a third-rate newcomer like her can withstand.
“Not even close”
Nie Xiaoqian's eyes flashed with joy.
But just when she was about to leave this small closed world, her grandma blew herself up, and the astonishing impact force spread out, a bit like the mushroom cloud produced when a nuclear bomb exploded. The whole world collapsed, and the powerful destructive power seemed to tear everything apart.
"ah"
Only slightly scratched by the aftermath of the explosion, Nie Xiaoqian spit out a mouthful of blood, fainted and drifted in the wind.
At this time, a virtual big hand ignored the barrier of thousands of feet of land, reached in, grabbed the unconscious Nie Xiaoqian, and disappeared with a dim light.
After a while, the smoke disappeared, and the world that was supposed to be destroyed turned into a crumbling world filled with yellow sand, with bone-scratching winds and small cyclones everywhere.
Deep in the cracked earth, there is silence, coldness and frost, and a broken demon core with only a quarter left, floating alone.
Ten feet away, light and shadow flickered, and a shadow about three feet tall appeared. It was Chu Feng.
"After self-destruction, there is still a trace of residual soul left. It is worthy of a tree with big roots and deep roots."
Only a quarter of the broken demon core was left. It suddenly trembled, and a light and shadow floated out that was about to dissipate. The faces of the people inside were blurry and could not be seen clearly.
"Are you that expert?"
"good"
Shadow Chu Feng nodded, with no trace of joy or anger on his face.
The light and shadow swayed for a while due to emotional fluctuations, and almost disappeared.
"When I was young, I was born with spiritual wisdom from a drop of fairy dew from the nine heavens. I embarked on the path of spiritual practice. I practiced for thousands of years and struggled to survive countless times before I became what I am today. Why did God treat me like this?"
"Good deeds will be rewarded with good deeds, and evil deeds will be rewarded with evil deeds. It is the cycle of nature."
The phantom Chu Feng flickers on and off, but the indifferent expression on his face remains.
"Huh, evildoers can be buried with great splendor after death, and some people write books to praise them."
The light and shadow shook, making disdainful sounds.
"The world has its own hell."
Shadow Chu Feng didn't take it seriously.
"Hell is as dark as the world. As long as you have enough strength, evil people can also be rewarded."
"You are wrong. What can make evil people last forever is not strength, but order. Whether they are mortals or gods, they must follow the order of heaven and earth. Otherwise, even if they are not killed by others, they will be killed by their own kind."
"Bullshit order, I have been in the world for thousands of years, and I have never seen a true Buddha or a fairy. The gods are dead, and the devil's path will flourish forever. As long as I have the strength and a backer, I can run anywhere in the world."
"This is all I have to say. Your obsession is too strong and you cannot leave your remaining soul behind."
The phantom Chu Feng raised his arm and pointed with a finger, the light was brilliant. A ray of remnant soul dissipated with the wind, and from then on, there was no more grandma in the world.
Returning to the Floating Fairy Mountain, as soon as I sat down, the void in front of me sparkled, and amidst the surging purple spiritual energy, a portal like water surface appeared. Not long after, a black jade scroll floated out from it.
"Is there another new Taoist technique?"
Chu Feng stretched out his hand, caught the black jade scroll, and slowly unfolded it. On the paper, a purple, gold, and red gourd was painted, lifelike, and there was a line of small words on the right side.
"Method for refining purple gold and red gourds"
The ancestor of the wishing bottle finally appeared. Chu Feng's eyes lit up and he put his consciousness into it, sometimes nodding, sometimes showing confusion.
In the following days, the Xiantian Spiritual Root Garden was filled with flames and explosions from time to time.
Half a year later, a Taoist temple was built on the site of Lanruo Temple. A beautiful Taoist nun claimed to be the successor of Changsheng Taoism and wanted to pass on the authentic practice method. When the news came out, the clouds moved in all directions.
On this day, the sky was as blue as a wash, and in front of the majestic Taoist temple, Nie Xiaoqian, who was dressed in a green Taoist robe, hiding her curvy figure without a trace, faced thousands of humans and monsters in the square, and was filled with anger. He said fully: "In the Immortal Taoist Sect, there are teachings without distinction. Taoism, weapon refining, alchemy, formations, and miscellaneous articles are all taught."
"Meet the Master"
"Meet the Master"
"Meet the Master"
…
The square was filled with people knelt in darkness.
Suddenly, a vortex appeared in the sky, like ink, quickly covering the blue sky, and the whole world was dark, as if it were night.
"The sect of Changsheng Taoism is established here and requires permission from the underworld."
Fourteen large characters composed of skulls appeared in the sky, releasing endless evil energy.
