The bodyless old Taoist, with his golden robe and golden face, appears mysteriously like an immortal or a god. The scene turned from worry to joy, and the Taoist priests smiled and nodded to each other, "Great. Taoist Wushen is here, and Liu Song and Shaoxing Taoist priests are saved." Taoist Wuyi breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyebrows a little, and hurriedly He greeted: "Junior brother Wu Shen, you are here. Quickly take out the Consecrated Great Return Pill and save the lives of our two nephews, Shaoxing and Liusong."
The old man Wu Shen was always cold and unsociable. He ignored the people who were eagerly looking forward to getting the medicine. Walking to the injured person alone, he slightly opened his sky-blue water eyes and took a few glances. Then, he stretched out his hands and forcefully poured the huge vitality into the injured person's body. Yuan Shengli controls the growth and development of all things. After being injected into the body, Mingqi saw that the wounds of the two men healed quickly, and soon not even a trace of scar was left.
"Excellent skills and great magical power. The Taoist Wushen is worthy of being a master in charge of the sect's laws. This move is really a wonderful rejuvenation, bringing the dead back to life." The Taoist priests onlookers expressed admiration, and many people praised him. The five old Taoists also smiled and stroked their beards. Carrying the Yellow Dragon Golden Bone Sword, the elegant and broad-faced Master Wu You explained and boasted: "Junior Brother Wu Shen has practiced Wu Yang Tian Fusion Technique. The power of vitality in his body can be said to be endless, and he is very effective in recovering injuries. With his skills This special skill is a hundred times more powerful than our bunch of elixirs and elixirs, so the two nephews will have nothing to worry about."
Faced with the praise and joy of everyone, the Taoist without body did not respond. His eyes showed confusion, still looking at the two people who failed to wake up. Suddenly, the wounded man's recovered chest was strangely split open again, and gurgling black blood flowed out. Everyone had never seen such a strange thing before, and everyone exclaimed and stared. The old Taoist Wu Shen seemed to have expected it, his watery eyes were slightly narrowed, and his fingers were as fast as phantoms, and he twisted out two Taoist best "Purple Gold Purple Holy Holy Demon Cleansing Talismans" and placed them on the injured man's chest.
This talisman was made by the "Shengde Taoist" three hundred years ago. It has powerful magic power and is most effective in exorcising evil spirits. Seeing the majestic clear air emitting from the spiritual talisman, the clear air was like wind blowing through the mountains and forests. Everyone was refreshed, and even the fallen and decaying vegetation stood upright. The black resentment gathered in the wounds of the two injured people immediately dissipated, and the bleeding gradually stopped. However, before everyone could feel at ease, the talisman started to burn with white smoke, and terrible resentment once again occupied the wound.
The old Taoist Wushen stopped his hand, shook his golden face slightly, and said in an indifferent voice: "The resentment is too strong, the Taoist spirit talisman doesn't work, and it's hard to save the two gods and Buddhas." "We can't save them, what can we do?! Liu Song and Shao If you do it, you will die." The Taoist priests immediately began to discuss anxiously.
The old Taoist Wuji raised his eyebrows and said displeasedly: "Why is it hopeless? The Great Holy Return Pill is in your hand. That medicine can bring spring to dead trees and revive the dead. Why don't you bring it to save people quickly?" After hearing this, , everyone then remembered and looked at the old Taoist Wu Shen with expectation again.
The old Taoist without any hesitation did not hesitate and refused coldly, "The day of establishment is approaching, and the day when the Taoist master will fly to immortality is not far away. Also, in the future, the sect's saints who choose to cross the Xiantian will also consecrate the Great Return Pill to save lives. This pill There are already not enough numbers. Besides, there are tens of thousands of disciples in the sect, and there are casualties in fighting demons every day. If only the dead can use the Consecrated Great Return Pill, then this pill will no longer be left. Since I am in charge of Tianlu Pavilion, everything You must act in accordance with the sect rules. Unless the Tao Master gives you the gift, you must not take out another pill of this medicine."
Everyone is heartbroken. As expected, Old Dao Wu Shen is the most rigid and cold-hearted among the elders of the Wu Zi generation in Tiandao Sect, and is also the one who is most feared by the young disciples of Tian Dao Sect. Everyone privately calls Wuji Taoist "Eight Thunder Chong", but they like to call Wushen Taoist "Twelfth Moon Hail". The coldness of the twelfth lunar month was already making me feel uncomfortable all over. Coupled with the hail that was hitting my head and face, I could see how uncomfortable it was.
"Hail on the twelfth lunar month! As expected, you are selfish and cold-blooded! Seeing the death of your fellow disciples, you are actually indifferent. Are Taoist masters flying immortals and saints choosing to overcome tribulations more important than two human lives! What is the point of becoming a god without a heart of kindness? What a god." All the young Taoist priests had sullen expressions on their faces, and they muttered angrily. Some people even pinched their waists and wanted to come over to argue.
Wuji Lao Dao is a straight-tempered man with a bad temper, and he doesn't bother to pretend to be kind. He raised his hand in anger and shouted: "Wu Shen, don't pretend to be arrogant to us here. Don't you understand the Taoist master's temperament? If he were at the mountain gate, he would definitely agree to take medicine to save his life. Human life is greater than heaven, how can you not see death? Help. Don’t delay, get the medicine as soon as possible, or I’ll just find a few more bottles for you in the future.”
"Human life is greater than heaven! Why is my husband's life like a ferocious beast and poisonous insect, everyone shouts to kill him. Why does my poor child have to suffer such a disaster as soon as he is born? God, why do you have to play with the world, why do you You must harm my family!" Taoist Aunt Qinye couldn't help crying when she heard Taoist Wuji's "benevolent and righteous" words from a distance.
"Since you have established rules, you must abide by them. Otherwise, what is the point of establishing rules? You are also elders of the sect, and you should know the meaning of this better than me." He replied coldly, and the old man without body stopped talking and turned away like Wan. Years of icebergs stand ruthlessly.
Several experienced Taoists understood that there are hundreds of millions of cultivators in the world, but only a few people among millions or tens of millions will eventually become golden bodies and become immortals. The most precious elixir of the Taoist sect should be used by the Taoist master Qianlong Taoist to fly to the immortal. But seeing that there was still a possibility of treatment for the two young disciples, they really couldn't bear not to save them. All we can do is gather around the old Taoist priests and try to persuade them earnestly. But the old Taoist without a body lives up to his name. This "Twelfth Moon Hail" is stiff on the outside and cold on the inside. There is no tenderness that can be given to others. Perhaps, his heart is the same as the lifeless golden mask on his face, with nothing but two round, bald, empty and black holes.
Seeing that the old man without a body is old-fashioned and merciless, the two nephews are about to die in front of them. The old Taoist Wuji was so angry that he paced back and forth. Suddenly, she turned around and saw Taoist Qinye. She was so angry that white smoke came out of her head. She pointed her finger at her and shouted loudly from a distance: "Damn it -! It's all because of you that my two good nephews were killed. In this case, I will first Kill the devil and avenge the two nephews."
Like the thunder that suddenly gathered above my head in August, the old man came with the ferocity of a violent storm. The Taoist nun was so frightened that she hugged the baby in her arms tightly, her voice was hoarse from crying, and she screamed with all her strength: "Dear Taoist lords, Long Hui is dead, why bother killing my child again. All the blame lies with me, and I am willing to gouge out the heart and bones to atone for the sin. Please. Let my child live!"
Everyone was full of sympathy, but Master Wuji was like a possessed devil, his skin turned red with anger, and his charcoal-black face was horribly twisted. When he came to the Taoist nun, he kicked her to the ground without mercy. Even after being kicked over, she still hugged the baby tightly and refused to let go. The old Taoist gritted his teeth and kicked her hard on the right arm. With a "click" sound, King Kong's foot forcefully kicked the entire arm off. The bones were broken and the tendons were connected. The Taoist nun screamed in severe pain and spat out a mouthful of internal blood, but she still lay on the ground, tightly protecting her young son on her chest. The old Taoist continued to kick hard, gritting his teeth and shouting angrily: "Let me go! Hand over the devil!"
Aunt Qinye was kicked until her bones were broken, her muscles were broken, and her skin and flesh were torn. She was still kneeling on the ground, bending over to protect her child. She was like a shield made of flesh and blood. Even if all her flesh and blood were maimed and cut off, she vowed to firmly protect the simplest and weakest life in her arms. The Taoist priests in the distance turned their heads away because they could not bear to look directly at him. Although they feel distressed, there is nothing they can do because they know that this is a rule that the Taoist sect cannot change since ancient times, and the devil must not stay in the world.
"Unrepentant! Looking for death!" Taoist Wuji's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth, and swung his fingers to create a powerful beam, which penetrated the Taoist nun's Dantian from the lower back. The dantian shattered, and the Taoist nun screamed "Ah!", and all the energy in her body immediately disappeared, and the baby in her hand inevitably fell to the ground. The old Taoist took the opportunity to kick the Taoist nun away and snatched the devil into his hands. Seeing her own flesh and blood being snatched away, the Taoist nun looked up to the sky and wailed: "Ah! Heaven! If you really have a spirit, please save my child. I am willing to endure thousands of years of calamity, and I am willing to become an evil ghost for hundreds of generations. Please Save my child’s life.”
The weak mother was helpless and howled in despair, cutting through everyone's softest hearts like a sharp blade. The Wuji Taoist didn't care. He opened the swaddling clothes and saw two babies sleeping peacefully inside! But this devil is different from the human race. After experiencing such twists and turns, they don't cry and still sleep soundly. The Wuji Taoist raised his head and laughed wildly: "Haha, haha! They are still twins, and we can't keep them like this. Watch me use the fire of samadhi to destroy these two evil beasts in body and soul."
Cruelly threw the young son to the ground, and blue Samadhi fire formed in his palm. Taoist Kotonoye's dantian was destroyed and her whole body was seriously injured, but she couldn't feel a trace of pain. She wailed and rushed forward to snatch her child back. "No! These are my children. Taoist Master, please be merciful and spare their lives. The children are not wrong, please spare their lives!..." The Wuji Taoist was so angry that he kicked the Taoist nun away a few feet away. The Taoist nun fell heavily and vomited blood. She lay on the ground unable to move a step. He raised his head with difficulty, his face was as pale as a dead man, sweat mixed with blood and tears flowed down his cheeks, and he roared like a madman: "Wuji old beast, why are you so vicious. Beasts still know the affection of family, but you are more ruthless than beasts. Do you have the ability to kill me? , why do you insist on killing my child! Kill me!..."
"Kotonoha, you, a scoundrel, who has an affair with a demon, should know what will happen to you today. After I deal with these two demonic obstacles, I will naturally settle the account with you. Now, I will let you know the consequences of having an affair with a demon!" Wuji said! He pointed angrily and shouted, and the Samadhi True Fire in his palm suddenly burned with huge flames! Seeing that her newborn child was about to suffer such a disaster, Kotonoha fell to the ground in despair, vomiting blood in grief.
Just when the old Taoist was about to set fire to the devil and say goodbye to human relations, a clear voice suddenly came from the distant sky.
"There is no distinction between good and evil, yin and yang, and all souls exist in the Tao as the main link. Pain, sorrow and joy are the Taoist place, and persistence is the name of the evil person. A hundred years of spring and autumn are empty dreams, who will kill the mortal body with the magic sword."
