"Hey, how come the Old City God, who has practiced for thousands of years, can't match the 400 years of cultivation of the Heavenly Will Sect?"
Speaking of the old city god, Jingxin the little Taoist sighed again.
This breath was a bit deep.
Because the god he invited was the capital god Qin Wuyi.
As the Netherworld lost contact, the human world still persisted for thousands of years, but from the thousands of disciples to the hundreds of disciples, to only seven disciples in the previous generation.
After learning from the pain, the human world finally lowered the upper limit and set the goal of praying to gods on the body of Zhucheng Huang.
However, the non-possession of Yin gods is a law set by the Lord of Netherworld. Among all the city gods in the world, only the capital city god Qin Wuyi does not fall into this category.
He was the first to try it.
The bet is on the possibility of this thousand-year-old city god becoming the new king of the underworld.
Unexpectedly, before the good news came, the bad news that the old city god was suppressed came.
"How can you calculate this?"
Liansheng Laodao shook his head.
In this world, cultivation does not make you stronger as long as you live long. Demons and ghosts live far longer than humans. However, except for a few geniuses, a thousand years of cultivation is not as good as a hundred years of cultivation by human geniuses.
Even if we are all human beings, some are still cultivating their Qi for decades, while others have already achieved their destiny after decades. How big is the gap?
If it were just a competition of life span, then human beings would have perished in the long river of time.
The two masters and apprentices were speechless for a moment. After a moment of silence, they walked towards the Chenghuang Temple.
Qingdu is quite prosperous, but the closer you get to the City God's Temple, the sparsely populated. By the time you reach the streets where the City God's Temple is visible in the distance, there are very few pedestrians on the road.
Faintly, you can see the long seal on the street where the Chenghuang Temple is located, and there are many court officials wearing soap uniforms patrolling back and forth.
How can ordinary people dare to approach such a battle?
But in a place invisible to ordinary people, there is still an invisible magic barrier that blocks the channels for communication between internal and external incense.
This place has been completely isolated.
"What a ruthless method."
The little Taoist priest Jingxin couldn't help but clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
I just feel the same way.
"With this method, it is impossible for anyone to contact the Old City God without alerting others."
Having said that, the old Taoist Liansheng became wary, pulled the little Taoist boy Jingxin and turned around to leave.
The figure jumped up a few times and disappeared on the long street.
Phew~
The next moment, a figure landed on the place where the two people stopped.
That was a middle-aged Taoist.
His face was indifferent, he looked around, closed his eyes and felt something, then frowned and said to himself:
"I clearly feel someone is peeping here..."
Phew~
Another young Taoist appeared:
"Senior Brother Qin, have you found anything?"
"gone."
The middle-aged Taoist frowned slightly:
"In recent days, people entering the capital have been mixed, and it is inevitable that some people have an old relationship with the Yinsi City God. Next, we need to be careful. The Ten Thousand Dharma Conference is coming soon, and we must not let this old ghost come out to cause trouble again."
"That's what Senior Brother Qin said."
The young Taoist nodded, but was a little puzzled: "Since the leader can suppress this old ghost, why not completely eradicate it, smash his temple, destroy his statue, and completely eliminate any future troubles?"
"The leader's intention is not something we can figure out."
The middle-aged Taoist took a deep look at his companion and lowered his voice:
"It is said that Daqing Liguo also has some relationship with this old ghost. Maybe he is afraid of killing him and causing unnecessary backlash, or maybe..."
"Yeah?"
The young Taoist was startled, and then he closed his mouth when he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him.
"so close......"
A few streets later, in a hidden corner, Liansheng Lao Dao breathed a sigh of relief: "Two native monks are guarding the door. How can this Tianyi Sect be so tyrannical?"
The native monks are not cabbages, and the leaders of some small sects are only at this level.
Here they are just guarding the periphery, which shows how powerful the Tianyi Sect is.
You know, the Ten Thousand Methods Conference is about to be held at this time, and most of the Tianyi Sect Taoists have been arranged.
"Jingxin, please give it a try. Can you invite the City God to come here?"
Taoist Liansheng withdrew his eyes and gave instructions to his disciples without looking back.
The way of gods descending to the world they practice is a secret method passed down by Lord Netherworld. They can communicate with the gods wherever they are. The magic barrier can block the incense, but it cannot prevent them from inviting gods.
The little Taoist priest Jingxin's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to speak, but was speechless.
Because a palm fell on his shoulder.
"Um?!"
Taoist Liansheng noticed something was wrong. When he turned around, his pupils suddenly shrank:
"God willing?!"
Behind the little Taoist priest Jingxin, there stood a Taoist dressed in red and with an evil look on his face.
The Taoist had a slender figure and a strange aura, but his face was clearly that of Tianyi!
"Yes and no. I prefer to be called Tianxie than God's will!"
The Taoist in red had a strange expression on his face, and he glanced at Taoist Liansheng coldly:
"At the end of the ancient times, the Lord of the Nether Palace came out of the sky, suppressed the emperor and the heaven, wiped out the evil atmosphere in the world, and at the cost of his own life, he removed all the Yin Qi in the world and turned it into Netherworld, establishing the Yins City God system.
After that, he no longer set foot in the human world, but he left a Taoist tradition in the world, called the Human World Tao, a god descended into the human world, which once made countless monks afraid..."
Taoist Tianyi or Taoist Tianxie turned his eyes faintly, mocking with a trace of disdain:
"When I see it now, I'm so disappointed."
Anything that has anything to do with Lord Netherworld is bound to attract everyone's attention, let alone the orthodoxy he has left behind.
Although the human world is low-key, it cannot escape the eyes of caring people.
He naturally knew the name of Taoist Liansheng, but unfortunately, even if he had practiced to the point where he could transform into Kuixing, now that Kuixing has disappeared, it is not worth mentioning.
"Tian Xie? The rumors in the cultivation world are true. You really have more than one incarnation."
Taoist Liansheng's heart sank, he took a deep breath and said slowly:
"But I didn't expect that you have eroded the human dragon energy to such an extent. I'm afraid that the entire Qingdu City will not be able to hide anything from you..."
Although the human dragon energy has no substantial damage, the suppression of the alien energy, especially the spiritual consciousness, is extremely terrifying.
Qingdu City is the place where people in the world aspire, and even the soul cannot understand everything.
How could Master Tianyi do this? ?
"Except for that old ghost Qin Wuyi, no one has a deeper control over Qingdu City than I do. The last moment you entered Qingdu City, you had already fallen into my palm."
Taoist Tianxie looked calm and playful:
"The Ten Thousand Dharma Conference is about to be held, and it would be great to have the descendant of Lord Netherworld as a witness."
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, opened them wide, and breathed in air, which enveloped Taoist Liansheng.
The latter's palms trembled, and he almost wanted to use the method of inviting gods, but he stopped abruptly and let the big sleeves cover him.
Based on his practice in the way of gods descending to the human world, if Netherworld is still there and Kuixing is still there at this time, and he wants to ask God, he can find less than half of the power of Kuixing. Even if Tianyi Zhenren comes here in person, he will flee in embarrassment. Needless to say an incarnation.
But there are no ifs or buts in this world.
"Master..."
The little Taoist priest Jingxin looked pale and could only watch helplessly.
"Poor little guy, joining such a sect with no future, pitiful, pitiful."
Taoist Tianxie smiled softly, squeezed the little Taoist Jingxin's shoulder, and disappeared.
Just as there is no trace of when one comes, there will be no trace of when one leaves.
.......
The main altar of Tianyi Sect is in the grand and solemn hall.
Figures that were either cold, detached, peaceful, evil, cold, or compassionate sat down one after another.
"Huh?"
At a certain moment, the hearts of several people present moved and they looked towards the center of the hall.
'Poof! '
There was a muffled sound, and a figure in the void was slammed to the ground, causing the hall to buzz with a buzzing sound.
"This is......"
Taoist Xiantian held the wine glass, and there was a trace of ripples in the wine inside.
On the main seat, Xiao Feng's heart moved slightly, as if he heard something, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Fellow Taoists, I believe you all know this person, and those who don't know him must have heard of him before."
Xiao Feng's eyes swept across the hall, fixed on Taoist Liansheng, and smiled faintly:
"This fellow Taoist is called Liansheng, and he is the successor of the Taoist tradition passed down by Lord Netherworld in Yangshi..."
"Taoist pity?"
"Master Liansheng?!"
In the hall, many Taoists were shocked.
Although the reputation of Human World Dao is not known among the people, and ordinary people do not know their existence at all, there is no one present who is not the leader or elder of the sect, so naturally they will not fail to recognize him.
However, he looked quite embarrassed at this time and seemed to have suffered a big loss.
Although the human world is weak due to the loss of contact with the Netherworld, this Taoist Lian Sheng has also had a record of defeating the real person Du Jie. Is he in such a mess now because his strength has dropped again?
Speaking of which, this Taoist Lian Sheng is also extremely senior and has been practicing for longer than many real Yuanshen practitioners.
However, some people become more unfathomable the more they practice, but there are also people who go back to life the more they live.
This Taoist Liansheng is undoubtedly the latter.
His strength went from bad to worse. After Youming lost contact with Yangjian, he still had a record of drawing with Master Dujie, but later, it was said that he was injured by a master sword cultivator.
At this time, it seems to be weaker again.
"Ahem!"
Taoist Liansheng coughed a few times, and the flush on his face dissipated. He stood up slowly and looked around.
Above the main seat in the hall is Xiao Feng, the deputy leader of the Tianyi Sect, and on the left and right are the two major guest ministers of the Tianyi Sect, Yi Gong and Jiuyan, the two great tribulation masters.
In the hall, two rows on the left and right extend down. In front of them are Taoist Xiantian, Master Tianhu, Pavilion Master Yige, Master Zilei, Taoist Zihuang, Zen Master Gu Yue, Dharma King Longya, Old Man Baishen and other Masters of the Tribulation.
After many real people who have overcome tribulations, there are still dozens of real people who have perfected magical powers.
There are nearly one-tenth of the famous masters in the Daqing cultivation world gathered here!
Among these people, some he recognized and had seen before, some he had only heard of, and some were complete strangers.
But regardless of whether they knew him or not, everyone looked at him with a touch of mockery and an undisguised look down on him.
It seems that I am reading one,
The lost dog!
