The mountain peaks reach into the clouds, and they are so steep and strange.
Two yellow scarf warriors who were trained with the art of machine puppets carried the water tank and walked towards the peak.
Through the thick clouds and mist, Li Daoxuan saw some strange scenes hidden in this fairyland.
He saw a large tree with lush branches and leaves. There were heads hanging on the tree. The heads were still alive and looked very ugly. They had hare lips and corns, pus on their faces, and drops of sticky saliva kept falling, corroding the ground.
But their voices are very beautiful, some are soft, some are crisp, some are cold, some are cute, they are all varied, and they are all female voices.
"Oh, the young master is disgusted..."
"Sir, Xiaorou is short of yang energy again. If we can't get yang energy, my father will not let us be together, wuwuwu..."
"Kneel down and offer your yang energy, or I will continue to whip you!"
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Hearing these voices, the yellow scarf warrior possessed by Li Daoxuan showed a strange look in his eyes.
So, he said, why can the women in those paintings communicate with people in real ways despite having no soul? He originally thought they were spirit spirits, but now it seems that this is not the case.
The head on this tree is the manipulator behind the beauty in the book!
Those men who think they are falling in love with the most beautiful woman are actually dating these monsters...
Li Daoxuan shook his head. Sure enough, it was a knife on the head of lust. If those men saw this scene, would they vomit out all the food they ate last night?
Continuing upward, Li Daoxuan saw more ugly scenes.
The souls of many young men were escorted by machine puppets into a large bubbling pool filled with sour and pungent mucus. As soon as the souls entered, they woke up from their muddled state and screamed at the top of their lungs.
They tried to struggle, but were stabbed by the puppet holding a knife and stick next to the pool. After a while, they melted into the sour and smelly pool water.
Li Daoxuan looked at the souls of these young men and found that they all looked depressed, their eyes were unfocused, they had thick dark circles under their eyes, and they looked like their bodies had been hollowed out.
With a thought, he guessed that these men should all be victims of "The Legend of Yagyu".
When these people have been squeezed out of all their yang energy and die, the last bit of value left in them is their souls!
Their souls will be transported here and turned into this pool of black liquid with no function.
Li Daoxuan felt a murderous intention in his heart, but he remained silent and continued walking towards the peak.
After walking for half an hour, I finally reached the top of the peak. There was a magnificent pavilion renovated above, called Qianji Pavilion, with a couplets of poems on the left and right.
"The tiger that goes up the mountain falls into the dust, and the dragon that goes down to the sea kneels down to catch it."
"Mix three thousand cave heavenly treasures and call yourself the Supreme Immortal in the Clouds."
Looking at this poem, Li Daoxuan showed a sneer. With your behavior of searching for the sun and refining the soul, how can you return it to the Supreme Immortal in the Cloud?
I want to see which evildoer dares to speak so brazenly!
Pushing open the door of Qianji Pavilion, Li Daoxuan finally saw the 'Supreme Immortal in the Cloud'.
He was wearing a feather robe and a goatee. He was sitting cross-legged and meditating with a whisk in his hand. There was a burning alchemy furnace in front of him.
Feeling the arrival of the Yellow Turban Warrior, he slowly opened his eyes, his voice full of majesty.
"fall!"
The yellow scarf warriors poured the Yang Qi in the water tank into the alchemy furnace. The billowing Yang Qi was so rich that it even flowed like water, and all of it was poured into the alchemy furnace.
At this time, two more powerful men came, carrying not Yang Qi, but black liquid boiled with souls, and poured it into the alchemy furnace.
The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded with satisfaction and then began to refine the elixir.
Li Dao
This is not unexpected. Without some strength, the other party would not dare to call himself Yunzhong Taishangxian and make such a big move.
Fortunately, he discovered it in advance, otherwise when "Yagyuden" becomes completely popular, it will definitely lead to a catastrophe!
Li Daoxuan quietly looked around, but didn't find anything. He was going to open his eyes to take a look.
Anyway, the main purpose of coming here is to collect more information about the people behind the scenes, rather than to fight head-on. Even if the incarnation of this ray of soul is revealed here, it is not a pity.
With a thought in his mind, while the other party was concentrating on refining the elixir, his soul quietly floated out and opened his eyes.
The next moment, a chill suddenly rose, and even Li Daoxuan, who was used to strong winds and waves, couldn't help but feel a chill on his head.
At this moment, he saw a pair of cold eyes hidden behind the middle-aged Taoist's hair, staring straight at him with a chilling sneer.
"Hey, I was discovered by you..."
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There is often a story like this in many classical myths and monsters. Someone meets a large family in a barren mountain and treats them warmly. They have an inexhaustible supply of treasures and treasures, and an endless supply of fine wine and delicacies.
But when he woke up, he found himself lying outside a mass grave. The former mansion and pavilions were in ruins, and the gold and silver in his arms had turned into paper money for funerals.
Li Daoxuan encountered a similar scene at this moment.
Under the eyes of the sky, the Qianji Pavilion, which had just been as magnificent as a jade palace, now changed its appearance, like a ghost on earth.
The pillars turned into white bones, the candlesticks turned into blood-stained hooks and sickles, the walls were made of flesh and blood, and even the whisk in the middle-aged Taoist priest's hand was made of human thigh bones.
Of course, the most impressive person was the middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a feather robe.
It turns out that he has two faces, two faces in the literal sense, and there is another face on the back of his head, with complete facial features, ugly and sinister appearance, like an evil ghost on a cold night, which is scary.
"Little Taoist, I saw something was wrong from the moment you stepped through this door. I made this powerful puppet myself, and I will never wait and see quietly like you."
He sneered and said: "After so many years, you are still the first person who dares to break into my Thousand Machines Cave. You are so young and fearless. It is a pity that you, a good evil spirit, will become my bait."
There was no wave on Li Daoxuan's face, he remained calm and composed. He sighed softly and said: "Qianji Dongtian, could it be that you are Qianjizi, one of the five evil elders?"
When he saw Qianji Pavilion, Li Daoxuan had a guess at the identity of this middle-aged Taoist.
Among the five evil elders, there was one who was very good at refining alchemy and weapon refining. It is said that at the end of the Sui Dynasty, he used the people of a city as medicine to refine a blood elixir that could greatly increase people's power. With his strength, he successfully entered the Yangshen Realm.
When he was fighting with others, he had almost endless magic weapons and various methods, so he was called Thousand Machines.
After being promoted to Yang Shen, Qian Jizi seemed to know that he was too popular and could easily attract attacks from righteous monks, so he quickly disappeared and has never been seen again.
Li Daoxuan did not expect that this famous demon among evil cultivators would hide in the void and stir up the world with the help of a book.
"Junior, since you know my name, you can still be so calm, and your character is not bad. Why don't you report it to the sect. If there is an old friend that I know, I can spare your life."
Naturally, Qian Jizi would not be so kind, but seeing that Li Daoxuan was already a Yin god at a young age and should be from a famous family, he wanted to find out more information.
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and said calmly: "I am from Longhu Mountain."
Qian Jizi felt a chill in his heart, but also felt a hint of joy.
Longhu Mountain is an awe-inspiring name. The name of the Five Evil Elders seems to be beautiful, but if they were not good at hiding, they would have died under Zhang Jiuxiao's thunder method or Zhang Qianyang's Tiangang Demon Subduing Formation.
Zhu Laomo, one of the Five Evil Elders, was chased for three thousand miles by Zhang Qianyang. His body was almost chopped to pieces, and his injuries have not fully recovered yet.
Nowadays, although Longhu Mountain has experienced civil strife and Zhang Jiuxiao is dead, it still has the sea-fixing needle of Lao Tianshi. Coupled with the extremely murderous national master in Chang'an, the capital, Longhu Mountain's strength has not decreased but increased. The prestige is even greater than before.
But for this reason, Longhu Mountain is a coveted treasure house for any monk.
Thunder method, golden elixir, sword art, and the legendary heavenly book.
Qian Jizi once heard someone say that there is a heavenly book in Longhu Mountain, which contains a supreme secret method. Zhang Zhiyan can become the first person in the Taoist sect, and that secret method is indispensable.
It is said that the reason why the national master Li Daoxuan was able to defeat the Yangshen was because he had practiced the secret method of heavenly script.
Qian Jizi's eyes flashed. If he made good use of this little Taoist's identity, was there any hope of obtaining the Heavenly Book in Longhu Mountain?
He sighed quietly and said: "You, Elder Zhenlian in Longhu Mountain, have an old relationship with me. Since you are a disciple of Longhu Mountain, I can promise not to kill you, but you have to do me a favor."
"What's the deal?"
Qian Jizi's eyes showed a hint of heat and said: "Open your soul and let me take a look at your memory."
Li Dao
Qian Jizi smiled darkly and threatened: "Junior, since you know my identity, you know that I want to kill you. You can't escape. Either your soul will be scattered and I will make a pill, or you will take a gamble and choose to believe me."
He did not see that Li Daoxuan at this moment was just a ray of soul. Firstly, it was the mysterious skills created by Taizhen. Secondly, although he was distracted, he still had one-tenth of the strength of Li Daoxuan's body. This kind of Taoism, in He is already a leader among the younger generation of monks.
Li Daoxuan pretended to be a little scared, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, senior, you must keep your promise. Elder Zhenlian had a very good relationship with me during his lifetime."
"Don't worry, with Zhenlian's connections, I won't take your life."
But it will turn you into a ghost, and you will become my puppet forever, and you will be driven by me...
Qianjizi added silently in his heart.
Li Dao
As one of the five evil elders who was once famous all over the world, it was not that he had never thought that this junior was cheating, but the absolute crushing of his cultivation made him confident, just like a lion who would never be wary of the approach of an ant.
In his eyes, Li Daoxuan was just an ant that could be easily crushed to death. If he wasn't worried about the other party's direct attack, he wouldn't even bother to do these verbal tricks.
A faint light flew out from the center of Qian Jizi's eyebrows and went straight into Li Daoxuan's spiritual altar.
In the spiritual platform, there are three stone tablets towering into the clouds, with lines of ancient and mysterious scriptures engraved on them. One is fierce and domineering, accompanied by thunder, the other is a sword that soars into the sky, and the energy penetrates the rainbow. The last stone tablet is even more amazing, with thousands of words. The divine radiance of Tao bursts out, and the fairy light lingers.
Qian Jizi stared blankly at the three stone tablets with a trace of obsession in his eyes.
The stone tablet accompanied by thunder recorded the "Five Thunder Methods of the Divine Sky" in Longhu Mountain, the stone tablet with sword energy soaring into the sky recorded the "Taiyi Tiangang Sword Jue", and the immortal light filled the air and the divine brilliance spread all over the sky. On the stone tablet, there is recorded the secret method of the heavenly book that Qian Jizi has been dreaming about - "Huang Ting Ancient Sutra"!
"In front of Emperor Zixiaxu of the Shangqing Dynasty, Lord Yuchen of the Supreme Dao..."
Qian Jizi looked at the stone tablet inscribed with the "Huangting Ancient Scripture" and was almost completely immersed in it. He never expected that this junior had actually learned the Longhu Mountain Heavenly Book that he had been thinking about!
It really takes no effort at all!
Wait, something seems wrong...
After all, Qian Jizi was an experienced veteran. Even when he was greedy, he still had a sense of caution.
He was born in Longhu Mountain, cultivated in Yin Shen, and also learned the Five Thunder Zhengfa, Taiyi Tiangang Sword Technique, and the Secret Technique of the Heavenly Book. Together with these factors, a name suddenly popped into Qian Jizi's mind.
Li Daoxuan, the great master of the Tang Dynasty!
"Haha, it seems you discovered it, but it's too late."
Li Daoxuan's voice came from the spiritual platform, and then the three stone tablets exploded at the same time. A graceful sword intent like an immortal came from the clouds, fell from the sky, and struck Qian Jizi's soul.
Pure Yang Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin’s Heavenly Escape Sword Intent!
Although it was just a ray of distraction, it also separated a ray of Tiandun Sword Intent, allowing Li Daoxuan to set up a plan to lure the enemy, using the Lingtai as the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity to kill the opponent's soul!
Qianjizi's soul was out of his body at this moment, and he didn't bring many magic weapons. In panic, he could only fight with the sword intent.
The next moment, a shrill cry sounded...
In the Qianji Pavilion with bones as pillars and flesh and blood as walls, Qianjizi, who was sitting on the futon, suddenly twitched, and then black blood flowed from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of his front and back faces, looking like a ghost.
After a few more breaths, he slowly opened his bloodshot eyes, looking at Li Daoxuan with eyes full of fear, and his voice was no longer contemptuous and presumptuous, but became extremely solemn.
"It turns out that he is the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty. No wonder he is so magnanimous. He is just a careless person who cannot recognize a hero. I have remembered this lesson."
He pointed at the center of his eyebrows and saw a sword mark that was as deep as the bone. It could not be healed and blood continued to flow.
That was the mark left by Tian Dun Sword Intent on him.
"You can escape with your life under my sword, and you are worthy of being called the Five Evil Elders."
Li Daoxuan also opened his eyes and looked at him quietly. Although he was only a Yin god, with the power of the sword just now, he had the upper hand in terms of momentum.
It's a pity that he was just a ray of distraction after all. If the main body had come here, Qianjizi would have been absolutely unable to escape just now.
Of course, if the real body were here, Qian Jizi would probably not dare to go to his spiritual platform.
Qian Jizi waved his long sleeves, took out a wine bottle, and poured a glass of dark red wine for Li Daoxuan. The rich aroma of the wine was mixed with a strange fragrance.
"I've heard for a long time that Master Li is good at wine. This cup of longevity wine is my treasure. Can I invite Master Li to have a drink with me?"
I was delayed by something today, so the update is a little late, please forgive me~
