"rat!"
Wu Ming yelled and cursed, his magic power was circulating, and many talismans and magic weapons protected his whole body.
After hundreds of years of traversing the Eastern Shenzhou, Wu Ming gained the name of the Hundred-Eyed Demon King. Whether refining or plundering, Wu Ming had more than ten pieces of protective and killing magic weapons. Formation.
"To subjugate demons, why do you need to talk about morality?"
Zhou Yi held the formation disk and manipulated dozens of formations at the same time, combining them to create powerful formations.
"Junior brother is right, let's all come together!"
Gu Xiao pinched the magic formula with his hand, and the jade hairpin above his head suddenly flew up, blooming with sharp edges, and disappeared into the void in the next moment.
"Even poor people are not good at fighting!"
Ling Ming had a kind face, shook his sleeves, and dozens of round balls flew out. They exploded with a rumble, and streaks of red gold thunder struck at the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord. They turned out to be the famous Demon-Destroying God Thunder.
"kill!"
An Yunguang fought the most with the monks at the border. Once he activated his magic power, the ferocious energy condensed into a black tiger and roared towards him.
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"I am going to capture you today to avenge my junior uncle."
Pei Yuanzhou opened his mouth and spat out twelve flying sword magic weapons, forming a Yuan Chen sword formation in the air. The immeasurable sword formation formed a storm, vowing to crush Wu Ming into pieces.
Wu Ming was trapped in the formation and couldn't escape no matter what. He used several magic weapons to resist the Demon-Destroying God's Thunder, and used magical talismans to block the black tiger. The protective aura resisted the sword energy and strangled him.
Suddenly!
A small hole opened in the void behind him, and the hosta moved silently. Wu Ming's consciousness didn't even have time to notice it, and he saw a big hole in his chest.
"Damn it! The Niubi of Butian Sect is so hypocritical and shameless..."
Wu Ming's strength was already slightly lower than that of Gu Xiao and others. He couldn't compare to him in terms of skills, supernatural powers, and magic weapons, let alone one against four.
His body was severely injured in just one round. A cruel look flashed in Wu Ming's eyes. He waved his hand and took off his Taoist robe, revealing hundreds of eye tattoos on his chest and reciting strange and jerky spells.
"Today I will see the hundred-eyed magic light."
Gu Xiao didn't take Wu Ming seriously at all. The reason why he introduced the mountain temple was to prevent the other party from using escape techniques to escape.
While talking.
The tattoos on Wu Ming's chest gradually transformed into real eyeballs, which fired hundreds of golden lights between opening and closing.
The golden light ignored the formation restrictions and instantly fell on the five people in the palace. Among them, Zhou Yi suffered the most attacks. It was obvious that Wu Ming had the intention of breaking the formation and escaping.
Dozens of protective magic weapons flew out from Ling Ming's sleeves, blocking them in front of him and turning into layers of light curtains. He never thought that the golden light would pass through directly like nothingness.
The Nascent Soul was in chaos, its magic power was sluggish and slow, and it was so white that it was hard to see clearly.
"What a weird magical power!"
When Ling Ming spoke, the Taoist robe on his body changed on its own, and he saw a three-color long-tailed Luan bird fly out, its cry was like gold and jade, its wings vibrated and infinite divine fire surged towards Wu Ming.
The guardian of the weapon soul carefully sensed the aura of the luan bird, and he was a bit more tyrannical than Ling Ming!
The various methods used by Gu Xiao and others, including spiritual talismans, magic weapons, magical powers and secret techniques, were unable to block the light of Baiyan. Gu Xiao and An Yunguang fell into blindness and confusion, and Pei Yuanzhou used his body and sword to avoid the golden light.
At the same time, the weapon spirits such as Black Tiger, Twelve Yuan Chen, and Strange Dog swarmed around Wu Ming to fight.
"This magical power is somewhat familiar..."
A layer of green light appeared on Zhou Yi's body, allowing the divine light to shine without any influence on his magic power or soul.
Looking up at Wu Ming, the original human form had undergone many changes. It expanded from two feet to four to five feet in length, two jaw teeth protruded from the mouth, the ribs turned into segments of segments, and more than a dozen pairs of sharp claws sprouted from the back.
Hundreds of eyes grow between the joints and limbs, opening and closing in a terrifying manner.
After Wu Ming changed his body shape, his defense power increased greatly, and he could withstand many attacks and continuously break through the formation restrictions.
"Want to run?"
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, took out another formation disk, called the hundreds of formations outside the palace, and imprisoned Wu Ming in place again. There were still thousands of formation disks in the storage bag that could be arranged at any time.
Hiss!
Wu Ming felt the pressure of the formation increase sharply, his tongue turned into spikes, and he let out a cry of despair as he stretched and contracted.
At this time.
Gu Xiao and others broke away from the golden light of Baiyan, and without holding back, they directly activated their spiritual weapons to kill them.
A series of roars sounded, and Wu Ming's body shattered into ashes, leaving only three feet of Nascent Soul trapped in the formation. Knowing that falling into the Butian Sect would be worse than death, Wu Ming was about to use a secret method to self-destruct.
"My Taoist friend is dead, how can I still do my job?"
The Taiqing Talisman flew out of Zhou Yi's cuffs and stuck to Yuanying's forehead, immediately calming the chaotic and expanding mana.
After pinching hundreds of forbidden spells in succession, he sealed the Nascent Soul inside and out, and then retrieved the Taiqing Talisman. Wu Ming's consciousness and intelligence were still there, but only his eyes could move.
Zhou Yi took out a gourd magic weapon, put Wu Ming Yuanying into it, and said with a smile: "Thank you, brothers."
"Easy to do."
Gu Xiao clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "This demon has been able to wreak havoc for hundreds of years. It is indeed true for its reputation. I am actually hit by this golden light. If I really let this guy sneak attack, I may be in danger of death!"
Sneak close to him, take advantage of the golden light to end the fight with one blow.
Of course, the most difficult thing is to get up close. Besides, the Blind Soul Fan also has weapon souls and magic weapons to protect his body, so the possibility of attacking and killing him is extremely slim.
Ling Ming said: "When Junior Brother Zhu searches for his soul, if he can obtain the magical power of the Hundred Eyes of Light, please give me a copy. If we encounter him again in the future, there will be a way to solve it."
"That's natural."
Zhou Yi nodded and said: "The poor Taoist squeezed this devil dry, and obtained all the secrets and skills. We will share the elixirs and spiritual objects equally."
"That's how it should be!"
Gu Xiao and others smiled and recognized Zhou Yi more and more as their junior brother.
Wu Ming is proficient in alchemy. He has accumulated it over hundreds of years, and his hundred-eyed light is a superior magical power.
This time I didn't make any effort, but I got so many benefits, and I will still get the attention of the ancestors of the sect in the future. For a while, the brothers and sisters were enjoying themselves, and they drank wine for a few days before they dispersed.
After that, Zhou Yi announced his retreat and began to concoct the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord.
The essence, energy and soul of the Yuanying monk are condensed into one body, and the difficulty of searching the soul is a hundred times that of the golden elixir, but Zhouyi has plenty of time.
Among the Taoist treasures left in Jiuzhou, there are tens of thousands of torture methods. Use them one by one on Wu Ming first. When his soul is close to collapse, it will be much easier to search for his soul again.
Zhou Yi coveted Wu Ming's supernatural powers and relics for a superficial reason, but in fact he did not want to meet the ancestors of the religion for the time being.
"The Bone Transformation Technique has not yet been fully developed, so it is better to play it safe. It just so happens that the reputation of the poor and greedy for money has been widely spread!"
The techniques he practiced at the same time included the second of the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon, the Golden Escape and Wood Escape of the Five Elements Escape, as well as the Taixuan Sutra and Qingdi Guanfa that were practiced daily.
…
one year later.
Wu Ming's soul is stable, and he is worthy of being a big devil, and he can withstand hundreds of secret execution methods.
Two years later.
Zhou Yi received a message from Bai Suixin that the mountain god Qi Wu had been killed and asked him to be the new mountain god.
After communicating with Gu Xiao and Danxiazi, Zhou Yi changed into the appearance of "Sun Xing" and went to Qiwu Mountain to cultivate in hiding, sort out and govern the people, and recruit casual cultivators and spirits to serve as gods.
Qiwu Mountain does not belong to any imperial court, and the people directly obey the governance of the mountain god. The "emperor" who has been there for hundreds of years suddenly changed, causing a period of turmoil.
Zhouyi canceled the incense tax and reduced taxes, and the people immediately abandoned the old gods.
Ten years later.
In the 122nd year of Yuanding, it had been nearly a hundred years since Zhou Yi came to Dongsheng Shenzhou.
Qingyun Mountain Temple.
Yongshou Hall.
The divine fire rises and the temperature is blazing.
What the alchemy furnace was refining was not the elixir, but the five-inch Nascent Soul. The originally agile eyes were dull, like a finely carved doll, almost lifeless.
Zhou Yi sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, waving the divine fire fan, spewing out various spiritual fires.
"The Alchemy Sect is a well-known and decent sect. The method of torturing evil spirits in this Law Enforcement Hall is even better than the Demonic Soul Lighting Lamp!"
After a while.
He waved his hand to take out Wu Ming Yuanying, penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness, and found that the last ray of resistance had disappeared. Zhou Yi suddenly looked happy.
"Fellow Taoist has finally given up resistance. Don't worry, the ancestor of the sect will definitely rescue you and then torture you again!"
His consciousness swept over Nascent Soul and looked through Wu Ming's memories.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this guy is an inspirational model..."
Hundreds of years ago, Wu Ming was just an ordinary citizen. After learning about cultivating immortals, he robbed his family and homes to earn money and worshiped in a Taoist temple, where he learned the rudimentary Qi-refining method. Limited by talent and resources, in order to break through the realm, he recommended himself to the temple master.
Only when he was nearly a hundred years old did he build the foundation, slaughter all the Taoist temples, and sweep all the spiritual beings into worship at the True Yang Gate of the Demonic Way.
After hundreds of years of hard training, he finally condensed the Nascent Soul, and then slaughtered all the Zhenyangmen, becoming a giant in the magic path of casual cultivators.
"Ruthless man!"
Zhou Yi shook his head repeatedly, feeling ashamed.
Wu Ming's memory was long and complicated, and many of it contained scenes that he couldn't bear to look at directly. After briefly looking at it, he excerpted his skills.
"The magical power of the Hundred-Eyed Golden Light comes from the "Secret Code of the Heavenly Centipede". It is indeed similar to the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon. It refines the essence and blood of the Thousand-Eyed Centipede and uses secret methods to draw the meridians and organs of the monks, which are related to the blood vessels. melt!"
"After a small success, the ribs will have hundreds of eyes, and once used, they will turn into half-human and half-demon."
"On the day of great success, thousands of eyes will appear in the ribs, and the true form of the Heavenly Centipede can be manifested during the battle!"
The Book of Changes recorded Wu Ming's experience of practicing the Secret Code of Heavenly Centipede and the tips and experiences he summarized in the jade slips.
After a brief look at other martial arts techniques, Zhenyang Sect is a small golden elixir sect that has been passed down for more than a thousand years. Only Wu Ming has produced a Yuanying.
"This demon's relics are indeed more than expected."
From Wu Ming's memory, we learned that he repeatedly became a disciple and then exterminated his sect. The accumulation of several sects in his body made him notorious among demons.
And because of his superior alchemy skills, he has accumulated a large number of spiritual objects over hundreds of years, which are equivalent to the Qingyun Mountain's hundred-year output, and now they are all cheaper than Zhou Yi and others.
Zhou Yi's spiritual consciousness scanned his muscles and bones, showing that he was more than five hundred years old. After calculating the time of condensation, he was almost stuck in the realm of golden elixir longevity.
"This qualification is ordinary and will not attract the attention of immortals."
Take out the stick from your sleeve and calculate more than ten hexagrams in succession.
Recently, in recent months, in the past six months, in recent years...
Everything was safe and sound, and nothing bad happened.
"It's time to become a disciple!"
Zhouyi pondered for a moment and summoned Gu Xiao and Danxiazi.
The former went to retrieve Wu Ming's relics, while the latter took Zhou Yi to the Butian Sect and worshiped the ancestors of the sect.
…
Butian Sect.
The leader of the twelve major sects of Dongsheng Shenzhou, also known as the leader of the four major immortal sects.
The sect's headquarters is located in Tianshan. It is said that this mountain was once the pillar supporting heaven and earth, and monks could follow it to ascend to the fairy world.
Later, it was cut off by the immortal, and now it has reached the ultimate level of heavenly power.
Where the Tianzhu breaks, the void collapses, which is a leak from the sky. The Patriarch of the Heaven-Building Sect did not hesitate to use his own body to make amends for all living beings in the world. This can be said to be a great meritorious deed of saving hundreds of millions of living beings.
Zhou Yi followed the instructions of his disciples and guided him. As soon as he flew near Tianshan Mountain, there were disciples waiting to guide him.
Listening to the disciples telling about the origin of Butian Sect, he felt proud in his words. If one day he missed it again, he would jump in and risk his life to repair it.
"This is different from what I heard from the Jietian Sect."
Zhou Yi couldn't help but murmur in his heart. When he was in seclusion at Qiwu Mountain, he often communicated with Bai Suixin, so it was inevitable that he would despise the Butian Sect.
According to the Jietian Sect, the sky leakage is not a disaster, but the immortals in the sky opening up a channel between the two worlds. The immortal energy leaks into the mortal world, which will not only increase the concentration of the spiritual energy of Dongsheng Shenzhou, but also facilitate the communication between the immortal and mortal worlds.
In the future, when the sky leakage expands, real immortals may even appear on earth!
The monks in Dongsheng Shenzhou can also follow the sky leakage and sneak directly into the immortal world to practice without Xia Ju ascending.
It is a heavenly leak that is difficult for mortals, but it is a hope for the continuation of the path for monks. However, it was blocked by Patriarch Butian. He also established a sect to guard Tianshan, cutting off the monks' shortcut to ascension!
The two religions each hold their own opinions, and it is difficult for Zhou Yi to judge who is telling the truth.
Looking from afar.
The Tianshan Mountains reach straight into the sky, and the clouds are floating halfway up the mountain. It is unknown how high they are.
After a while.
The disciple pointed forward and said: "Uncle Zhu, the Patriarch Tieguanxian has been living in seclusion in Dongshan all year round. The younger generation is not allowed to come near unless he has received the edict."
"Thank you for your hard work, nephew."
Zhou Yi waved his hand, and a bottle of spiritual elixir fell into the hands of his disciples. He said through a message: "What is the Patriarch's temperament? What are his preferences?"
The disciple looked troubled and did not dare to talk about the patriarch in private.
suddenly.
A voice came into Zhou Yi's ears: "The old Taoist has a fiery temper, hates evil as much as hatred, and likes to kill demons. Can you hear me clearly?"
Zhou Yi was stunned at first, and then bowed to Dongshan.
"Disciple pays homage to Master!"
After a moment of silence, the sound was heard again.
"Why don't you come here quickly!"
Zhou Yi flew in the direction of the sound and was located on the east side of the Tianshan Mountains. His Nascent Soul consciousness covered a radius of hundreds of miles and he soon discovered the small Taoist temple located in the mountain.
The small Taoist temple occupies an area of only three to five feet, and is made entirely of black iron. The plaque above the door is engraved with the three Chinese characters "Xuantieguan".
The light fell outside the door. Zhou Yi bowed and walked in. When he saw a thin old man sitting cross-legged and watching, he immediately kowtowed three times and nine times, kowtowed, and shouted.
"Disciple pays homage to the Master and wishes the Master eternal blessings and longevity as long as the heavens!"
Tieguanxian looked at him for a moment, shook his head slightly, and said in a cold voice: "It's just like Lao Liu said, it's so shameless."
Lao Liu is Danxiazi, the sixth disciple of Tieguanxian, the founder of Butian Sect.
Zhou Yi was very nervous in his heart. He noticed that his consciousness was sweeping back and forth, and he could almost see the inside and outside thoroughly. Fortunately, he had mastered the Bone Transformation Technique, otherwise he would be searching for the soul in the next moment.
Iron Crown Immortal said: "Give that devil to my master."
When he heard the word "teacher", Zhou Yi suddenly beamed with joy, and the relationship was completely settled.
As for not holding a master apprenticeship ceremony and not informing his friends, it was probably because his qualifications were too poor. If he hadn't captured Wu Ming and served as a secret agent of Jie Tian Sect, he would never have caught the eye of Tieguan Xian.
Zhou Yi respectfully presented Wu Ming Yuanying and said: "This demon insulted my master. After he was captured, the disciples performed 3,700 kinds of torture to comfort my senior brother's spirit in heaven!"
"good."
Iron Crown Immortal took a picture of Nascent Soul and nodded slightly after scanning it with his spiritual consciousness, feeling more satisfied with the new disciple.
"Tell me, what reward do you want?"
