Taoist students

Chapter 149

At this time, in a certain spacious hall of Taiyi Dao Palace, an old Taoist with white beard and hair, benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes is sitting on the main seat, picking up a letter and looking at it carefully. This person is Taiyi Dao Palace. Master, Bu Zhenren.

"It's a letter from the Supreme Elder."

After a while, Master Bu raised his head, looked at the head of the Third Academy and said so.

"I don't know what the letter said!"

The head of Beichen Academy, the old man, asked.

"See for yourself."

Master Bu waved the page of the letter lightly, and it landed firmly in front of the old man.

Seeing this, everyone checked one by one, and then each looked thoughtful.

"I didn't expect the Supreme Elder to come back and leave in such a hurry this time."

"And, judging by the meaning of his words, he probably won't come back in a short time."

At the head of the South Foot Courtyard, a thin old man opened his mouth.

"Forget it, the old man's dragon sees the head but doesn't see the tail, so I don't need to worry about it in secret."

Bu Zhen said.

Everyone here, perhaps only he, understands how terrifying this Supreme Elder is.Even among those forces that have been passed down for thousands of years, there are one or two ancestors who have already reached the Immortal Ascension Boundary, I am afraid that they are not the opponents of the Supreme Elder.

Because he knew that the Supreme Elder's cultivation had already broken through the Immortal Ascension Boundary.

Therefore, the departure he said probably meant leaving this star field.

So everyone discussed the current situation of the blood clan again, and the plan of how to act among the blood clan in the next step, and then left one after another.

After everyone left, Master Bu was still sitting upright, wondering what he was thinking, the next moment he saw his body move, walking towards a certain place deep in Taiyi Dao Palace.

Not long after, they came to a pile of rocks, and saw a burly young man kneeling on the ground, kowtowing continuously.

Upon closer inspection, this person is Xingwu.

Although a rare torrential downpour started yesterday, and lightning and thunder made the entire Taiyi Dao Palace look a little depressed, Xing Wu still insisted on kneeling here for a day and a night.

Seeing this burly young man, Bu Zhenren's eyes flickered again and again.

Only because Zi is the legendary body of the Nine Refinements, which is simply amazing, can he have such heaven-defying aptitude.

This kind of physique, everyone has only heard of it, but no one has ever seen it.

It is said that if this kind of physique breaks through the last step and reaches the level of nine refinements, then it can break through the world and become a law of its own.

But when he saw this son kowtowed on the ground and muttered non-stop, Bu Zhenren frowned again.

Although this kid has high talent, his brain is stubborn. To put it more simply, he is not smart enough.

Thinking of this, Bu Zhenren shook his head and came to Xing Wu.

"Master, you are finally back!"

When he felt a figure in front of him, Xing Wu suddenly raised his head, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, secretly thinking that it was as Dongfang Mo said, that he needed a thick skin.

But when he saw that the person who came was an old Taoist priest with white beard and hair, his expression of surprise immediately sank.

"Why are you old man!"

Said even more unhappily.

If others knew that Xing Wu dared to call Bu Zhenren like that, they would probably drop their jaws in shock.

But when Daoist Bu heard the words, his expression just twitched.

With his cultivation base, no matter how talented this kid in front of him is, he really doesn't catch his eye.

But in terms of seniority, this son is the only closed disciple of the Supreme Elder, and his status is no lower than him, and strictly speaking, he is also called a senior brother, so the disrespectful words to Xing Wu can only be tolerated.

"The Supreme Elder has already left, even if you kneel for another ten days and half a month, he will not come back."

Bu Zhen said.

"The Sajia has its own way of doing things, so it's your turn to make irresponsible remarks!"

Xing Wu stared.

Bu Zhenren's face was a bit ugly, but he suppressed his anger forcibly, and continued:

"I just kindly remind you that if you want to wait, then continue to wait."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

It wasn't until Zhenren Bu left for a long time that Xing Wu stood up and said to himself:
"Are you really leaving? It seems that Brother Dongfang's words are not all true, but as long as he can leave now, the Sa family has been trapped here for several years, and they can hold back a bird."

"Before the master left, he was talking about the Blood Clan area, right? Well, let's go and have a look at the Sa family!"

Saying that, Xing Wu stood up, letting the big raindrops fall on his body, and his burly figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

……

A few days later, in a cave outside a certain wilderness in the land of blood.

A figure in Taoist robes is sitting cross-legged in it, and there is a set of low-level array flags arranged around him.

This person is Dongfang Mo.

Ever since he killed Gongsuntu and looted all his belongings that day, he chose a direction at random to move forward.

It wasn't until two days ago that he finally came across a group of low-ranking blood monks rushing on their way in a hurry, so he went up to inquire and found out that this place was actually in the middle of the blood land.

Unexpectedly, after he escaped from the void that day, he actually traveled so far.

Now there is a long way to go to Dry Cliff City, although he doesn't have to worry about that strange blood man chasing him, but it is even farther away from the human race area.

Thinking of this, he felt a little depressed. This trip will be full of twists and turns, and when will he be able to return to the human race safely.

So he shook his head, put aside distracting thoughts, and then took out Gongsuntu's storage bag, wanting to sort out the harvest of this trip.

Inject mana into it, and then take out all the things in the storage bag.

He was a little dazzled by the sight of so many objects.

I saw that there were tens of thousands of spirit stones, and many utensils, including some low-level magic tools, as well as spirit herbs, medicine pills, talismans and the like.

It can be seen that many of them should be obtained from Dongtian Paradise.

But what disappointed him was that in such a large Gongsun family, there was not even a high-level magic weapon in the storage bag of Gongsuntu, which surprised him a bit.

In addition to these things, there was another thing that attracted his attention.

It was a bundle of worn-out bamboo slips, and the bamboo slips were threaded with gold thread, but many places on them were blackened, obviously it was old.

Dongfang Mo took the object in his hand and slowly spread it out.

On the bamboo slips, there are densely packed small characters, and in the middle, there are three big characters "Suppressing Demon Map".

Dongfang Mo's expression changed, and then he began to check each word.

After half an hour, he raised his head.

"I didn't expect this kind of magic power to exist in the world."

This map of suppressing demons is a kind of magic technique, which is extremely peculiar, that is, after killing a ferocious beast, seal its soul, and then refine it to be driven by oneself.

The stronger and more the sealed souls are, the more powerful the spell will be.It is often possible to trap or kill people with higher cultivation levels than oneself.

Moreover, the method of practicing this technique is quite simple, that is to carve an "array" on one's body, suppress the fierce soul with one's own cultivation base, imprison it with the "array", and keep it warm in the body at all times.

After successful cultivation, not only can form formations to fight against the enemy, but if one's soul is injured, one can also use the energy of the demon soul in the formation to recover.Moreover, the formation map forms its own space, which can be described as infinitely wonderful.

However, there is a disadvantage that although this map of suppressing demons is powerful, it can be cultivated, and it is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be backlashed by fierce souls, which will make you go crazy and fall into madness.

Thinking about it, if you draw an array on your skin to seal the evil spirit, if your cultivation base, perseverance, and spirit are not strong enough, you can be attacked by the evil spirit at any time, and you will be the first to suffer.

So this technique can be described as a double-edged sword.

But because the power of this technique is so great, many practitioners can't help being tempted and want to practice.

In order to reduce the risk of being backlashed, some talented and intelligent people came up with a way.

That is to use the magic weapon as the carrier to seal the fierce soul into the magic weapon instead of drawing a formation on one's own body, so as to solve the disadvantage of being vulnerable to backlash.

But doing so creates a huge flaw, that is, it is often only possible to seal the fierce souls whose cultivation level is lower than one's own, and cannot achieve the real magic suppression map. The seal is equivalent to or even exceeds one's own cultivation level. For the murderous soul.

It seems that you can't have your cake and eat it too, that's it.

However, for many monks, even if the number of seals is lower than their own fierce souls, if there are enough numbers to form various soul formations, just like the eighteen fierce soul formations used by Gongsuntu before, then they can also be sealed. Challenge people who are stronger than you.

Therefore, the vast majority of people choose this way to practice. Although it seems a bit nondescript, its power should not be underestimated.

Dongfang Mo nodded. He thought that Gongsuntu used this method to seal eighteen beast souls from the late eighth stage in the folding fan with a ninth-level cultivation base.

If it wasn't for the fact that his mana was far stronger than him, and he was seriously injured, and because he had practiced high-level magic, I'm afraid it would be absolutely impossible to break through the magic map so easily.

Moreover, Gongsuntu only used the second tricky method to cultivate, so if he used the real magic-suppressing map method to practice, and carved a formation map on his body to seal the demon soul, how powerful would it be?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo couldn't help but feel extremely moved.

But after thinking about it, practicing this technique would be extremely risky, and if one was not strong enough, one would definitely be backlashed.

So he seemed hesitant again.

After a while, he sighed and put away the bamboo slips. No matter what, now is not the time to think about this technique. Even if you want to practice, you have to find a quiet place to try it.

So he took out a small elk animal, under the terrified eyes of the small animal, cut open its calf, took three drops of blood and put it into a jade bowl.

It took a day and a night to hunt down and kill Gongsuntu before, but the anode training technique was interrupted, and he had to start all over again.

Fortunately, he was just getting started, at most he wasted some time and the blood of the little beast, but in fact there was not much loss.

Looking at the green blood in the bowl, Dongfang Mo poured it into his mouth without hesitation, and then began to practice with a painful face.

……

And at this time, somewhere thousands of miles away from him, a pale blood boy about four or five years old appeared silently.

As soon as Tong Zifang appeared, he came to a large pit that was flooded by rain.

His whole body was surrounded by an invisible layer of Gang Qi, and after the rain fell, it slid three feet in front of his body.

When he arrived at this place, the boy looked around, his blood-red pupils kept scanning the surroundings, and he closed his eyes after a while, pinched his short fingers quickly, and then grabbed the rain in front of him.

Suddenly, a huge suction came, and I saw drops of blood suddenly drilled out of the rain under my feet.

Beads of blood gathered towards the center of his palm, and finally condensed into the size of a fist.

The boy raised his head and inhaled, the blood beads immediately turned into two blood mist, which were inhaled into the nostrils.

After a while, the boy suddenly opened his eyes, looked towards a certain direction of the blood-colored land, and disappeared without a trace.

And judging from the direction where he left, it seemed to be where Dongfang Mo was.

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