Using Qi seeds to replace the power of incense to bring the city gods under control is of great use to An Qisheng.
He cultivates Qi species, which is essentially the magnetic field of heaven and earth.
The great tai chi of heaven and earth complements the small tai chi of the human body, and then the big and small are inverted, replacing the big with the small, and only then can we see success.
How can replacing a person with the power of one person compare to the power of a crowd?
Therefore, reining in Zhu Chenghuang is a necessary step for An Qisheng.
It's just that this step should be taken without any consequences, but it must be informed so as not to add enemies to the enemy.
As soon as An Qisheng finished speaking, the mountains fell silent.
The throats of many City Gods surged, and there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes: "Are you going to see the City God? Or...Seventh Master?"
There is no direct governing relationship between the county, prefecture, and state city gods, but the capital city god is different. This ghost god who once served as the king of Netherworld Palace and is a thousand-year-old city god can truly influence the city god in the world.
It goes without saying that Bai Wuchang thanked Qi.
That was one of the Eight Lords of Netherworld, and now the true controller of Netherworld.
They certainly hope it's the latter.
Because of the current situation, only the seventh master can subdue the world by stepping forward. Even the real person Tianyi must bow his head.
"You can't go to Netherworld for the time being."
An Qisheng shook his head slightly.
The Taiji Mountains include the original Jiaoyuan Mountain. He wants to go to the Netherworld, although he can go.
He originally wanted to go there after condensing the three flowers, but after an attempt a few months ago, he felt the emperor in the dark again.
Entering the Netherworld will inevitably be noticed by Emperor Tian.
He couldn't tell whether it was good or bad for the time being, but it was obvious that Netherworld could not be left for the time being.
"ah?"
The glimmer of hope in the eyes of many city gods dimmed.
Sun Qi forced a smile and said:
"Now that the Old City God is trapped in the capital, where is the real God of Heaven? How can you see him?"
An Qisheng had a clear understanding of Zhucheng Huang's thoughts and said with a faint smile:
"Who said I want to see Qin Wuyi?"
"And you are?"
Sun Qi's eyelids twitched and he lost his voice: "You, you want to see...Seventh Master?!"
Sun Qi's voice trembled with the next two words.
The bodies of other city gods were also shaken.
"No."
An Qisheng shook his head slightly and said seriously:
"He wants to see me."
.......
Jinzhong Mountain, behind the gate of Jinzhong Tower, in a pavilion.
Beside the stone table, the little Taoist boy Mingxin squatted on the ground and carefully fanned the fire, while the wine gradually became warm.
"Master, stop being busy, the wine is about to boil!"
After a while, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Amidst the wind and snow in the mountains in the distance, Taoist Chang Lin's figure was undulating, mumbling words in his mouth, and moving his fingers like a storm.
The mana was condensed one by one, and the talismans visible to the naked eye emerged from the air, and disappeared into the mountains under his guidance.
He is repairing the mountain guard formation.
Zhu Chenghuang's removal of the three mountains had little impact on his formation. Under normal circumstances, he would not bother to care.
But now it doesn't work.
He doesn't have long life left, and he is about to die. The world has changed several times, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that a disaster is brewing. How can he not be cautious?
Otherwise, once the catastrophe comes, there is no possibility for his disciples to survive.
For more than a year, he spent most of his time repairing the mountain-protecting formation, and spent the rest of his time teaching his disciples techniques and spells.
He looked serious and ignored the little Taoist boy's shouts. He kept making talismans with his hands, and many talismans evolved in the void.
Buzz~
At a certain moment, as a talisman fell, the mountains suddenly buzzed.
It seemed like an extremely large copper bell was rung, and the huge bell echoed in the mountains for a long time. Many hibernating beasts were shaken to life.
The invisible sound of the bell tower flashed and disappeared among the mountains.
"call!"
At this time, Taoist Chang Lin slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself:
"In this way, even if a real person who has mastered magical powers knocks on the door, if he is not proficient in breaking the formation, he will not be able to break the formation. Even if he can, Mingxin will have enough time to escape.
However, we still need to arrange a large moving formation. Counting the time and working hard, maybe we can complete the arrangement. "
"Master? Master!"
Listening to the shouts of the disciples in the distance, Taoist Changlin shook his head helplessly: "Be patient!"
At this time, he couldn't help but regret that he had protected this disciple too well, but he was afraid that he might be too naive and be easily tricked.
The next step is to teach him how to be a good person...
With the thought in his mind, he rose and fell, jumped over the mountain peak, and landed behind the gate of the Golden Bell Tower.
"Um?!"
As soon as he landed, Taoist Chang Lin's heart skipped a beat and he almost screamed out.
In the pavilion on the back mountain, I saw Taoist boys from Mingxin Xiao running back and forth, bringing wine and food, and on the stone table, sitting on the stone table was a Taoist dressed in white!
The Taoist was sitting with his back to him. His face was not visible, only his back was visible.
However, just seeing the back made his breathing become a little unsmooth, and his heart felt like there was a big stone pressing on it.
Some people forget it once they see it, and some people never forget it once they see it.
This Taoist is undoubtedly one of them.
Not talking about the scene at Tai Chi Mountain, he still vividly remembered the experience before the Yinsi Tavern.
A person without any magical power could be so tyrannical.
And later, he heard the familiar City God talk about the attack of Master Tianyi. He was shocked, disbelieving, and also filled with deep awe.
This person is already the strongest person in Liangzhou today.
News in the spiritual world always spreads very quickly.
"call!"
Taoist Changlin's chest rose and fell for a moment, then he stepped forward.
He wasn't that afraid of someone who was about to die, not to mention that his only disciple was still there, busy as a fool.
I have no idea what kind of person is sitting there.
At the same time, he was also secretly shocked. His square formation was rooted in the earth's mountains and rivers, and coincided with the celestial phenomena and stars. Even a great master who had survived the thunder tribulation would not be able to step into it so easily, right?
Is this real person already close to that level?
An Qisheng sat upright, glanced at the food and wine, and nodded slightly:
"The wine is good, the food is good, and the children are very obedient."
"As long as real people like it..."
Taoist Changlin didn't even feel bad about his treasure being taken out, and said with a forced smile.
He didn't know what this real person wanted to do when he came here to find him, but just as he didn't want to see the people of the Tianyi Sect, he didn't want to care about anything or get involved in the dying people. He just wanted to teach his disciples before he died. Arranged.
However, the guest was bullying the host, so he could only hold his nose and accept the guest.
"There is a spiritual mountain nine hundred miles away from Jinzhong Mountain. Does the Taoist Master know about it?"
An Qisheng glanced at Taoist Changlin.
With the strength of his consciousness at this time, he could determine a person's life span to the millisecond at a glance.
There won't be any deviation.
Of course, this is without any external interference.
This Taoist is covered with dark clouds and has a dark energy surrounding him. It is obvious that he has a short lifespan, probably only 2,432 days to live.
This is Tianshou, and there are only a few ways in the world that can extend life.
But obviously, it is not within the reach of Taoist Changlin.
"Spiritual Mountain......"
Taoist Changlin's eyelids twitched, and he gritted his teeth and spit out two words: "Virtue..."
His face trembled when he said this name, and he could only spy on himself for being careless in accepting a disciple.
In fact, the reason why he deployed the mountain-protecting formation in the first place was because of his virtue.
"Yes, the old monk seems to be waiting for something."
An Qisheng tapped the table and motioned for Taoist Changlin to sit down.
After the Tathagata Temple's plan to settle in Liangzhou was disrupted, De Xing did not give up. What happened later was so sudden that they naturally had no intention of joining in the fight between the Tianyi Sect and the Yinsi City God.
Therefore, De Xing has been staying in Liangzhou, first to recover from his injuries, and secondly to wait.
He's waiting for me to die!
Taoist Chang Lin's eyes twitched, he didn't know what was going on.
In fact, he originally planned to find virtue to clean up the door after everything was arranged, but in the end, his path was cut off!
"I dare to ask, Master, if you are here today, do you have anything important to say?"
Taoist Changlin calmed down and had no intention of getting into a fight with An Qisheng, so he made it clear:
"To be honest with you, I don't have much time left as an old master. In the remaining days, I only want to cultivate disciples. I don't want to, and I can't get involved in other things."
The little Taoist boy Ming Xin obediently waited on one side, quietly looking at An Qisheng from time to time.
He had also heard of An Qisheng's deeds. Taoist Changlin had warned him more than once not to go to Tai Chi Mountain even if he left the mountain.
"Taoist Priest is a cheerful person, but today, I'm not here to find you."
An Qisheng shook his head slightly:
"Of course, I don't want to trouble the Taoist priest."
"this?"
Taoist Changlin was stunned at first, and then his body trembled. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that more than a year ago, he entered the Netherland from the Yinsi Tavern, was chased by countless ghosts, and after all his magical weapons were destroyed, he encountered a great Netherworld ghost.
When he saw that he was defeated, the big demon suddenly ran away like it was the most terrifying thing in the world.
At that time, he just thought that there were ghosts and gods passing by, but at this time, he suddenly heard a sound.
When the big demon escaped, it let out a shrill howl and ghost language.
In terms of human words, it is:
Seventh Master!
But he didn't remember this memory until now? !
Could it be...
Phew~
There seemed to be a dark wind blowing by, and the temperature inside the gate of the Golden Bell Tower dropped sharply. Although the little Taoist boy Mingxin couldn't understand what An Qisheng and his master were saying, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill.
He stepped back involuntarily, wanting to speak out, but an inexplicable depression arose in his heart.
In fact, there seemed to be no sound among the mountains for a moment, as if the heaven and earth were dormant at this time.
"I......"
Taoist Changlin's lips wriggled and his face turned livid.
Have guessed something.
"This time I borrowed a banquet and a pavilion from the Taoist priest, but I won't borrow it in vain. After all, I have to borrow and repay... Do you think so..."
An Qisheng picked up the wine glass and looked at Taoist Changlin who was trembling as if frozen:
"Thank you Qiye!"
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