Wudang Mountain signed for 60 years

Chapter 18, Killing the Corpse
"Once I absorb your body, I will definitely be able to leave this place. When I come out of the mountain, I must make blood flow into rivers in Wudang Mountain, leaving no chickens or dogs behind."

The killing intent of the corpse is great.

"Wuzhi, do you think I came to the abyss with this little trick, innate divine body, body protection."

A ray of colorful light enveloped Zhang Fan.

Shi Mie's sword had no effect on Zhang Fan's body, not even hurting a single hair.

dead body startled;

"Five-element divine body, five-element thunder body, prehistoric divine body...it's impossible how can you accommodate so many divine bodies in your body, even your patriarch Zhang Tianshi can't stand shoulder to shoulder with you, who are you?"

Shi Mie roared;
Feeling the divine body on Zhang Fan's body, no matter which one it is, going out casually will shake the cultivation world.

"Hmph, so much nonsense, I'll die."

Zhang Fan casually pointed at it, and the seven-colored light would kill the corpses.

"Your skin will become my holy garment, your flesh and blood will become my food, your head will become my sacrificial wine cup, and your soul will become my slave..."

Zhang Fan's heart trembled.

What kind of way is this?
How come I have never seen it before.

Zhang Fan was in hell, his whole body was bound by iron chains, a demon came over, with a blue face and fangs...
This is an illusion.

Zhang Fan's whole body was instigated by thunder, and he came to his senses a moment ago: "Monster, you dare to seduce me, you are looking for death."

dead body horror

"How could you recover so quickly? It's impossible?"

"Hmph, nothing is impossible. I am full of righteousness, all laws cannot be invaded, and evil cannot be broken."

Heaven and earth are righteous

awe-inspiring sun and moon

Quiet like a hidden dragon lying down

angry

I sing ghosts and gods cry

I dance into the sky

Huff and puff Chonghe Mountain

The world is clean

Every time Zhang Fan uttered a word, countless gasses would emerge from the ground, surrounding the entire abyss. Now, as a celestial master, he would drive the general trend of the world and raise the ceremony of righteousness to a higher level.

"Ah, the general trend of the world, you just entered the Heavenly Master, how can you be so powerful, the soil under the ground has become righteous, and can be used by you."

The corpse left behind a scream.

Ashes.

The entire abyss also became clear.

Zhang Fan: I also need to sign in to the system.

System: Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Dafa of Cursing, automatically promoted to the realm of Dzogchen, and congratulations to the host for obtaining a little Dao luck.

Zhang Fan was taken aback;
Zhang Fan: What is Dao luck in the system?
System: Dao luck is the most mysterious thing in the world. It can be promoted to the ninth level of the celestial master.

Zhang Fan looked at a stone in the space.

This humble stone is Dao luck?
Zhang Fan pointed his finger.

Immediately, the stone turned into a stream of water, which flowed into Zhang Fan's arm, and followed the arm into his body, turning into a stream of luck.

Zhang Fan sensed that his cultivation had increased.

It turns out that Dao luck is what is left behind by the heaven and earth avenue.

Dao luck can be stones, any mountains, trees, or anything under the sun.

ever-changing.

Only heavenly masters can sense it.

Curse Dafa.

Your skin will become my holy garment, your flesh and blood will become my food, your head will become my sacrificial wine cup, and your soul will become my slave.

Every word pierces the soul and makes one suffer and become another's slave.

Zhang Fan thought, "It's so powerful to curse Dafa, you can curse the enemy without anyone noticing it, and you will be invincible."

Fortunately, I have cultivated the grandeur of righteousness.

Haoran Zhengqi is not at all afraid of these evil and heretical exercises.

Zhang Fan looked at the night.

It's time to go up.

The next day.

Zhang Fan got up early.

Zhao Ling'er had been sweeping graves on Lingtai Mountain with a broom.

Zhang Fan smiled:
"Ling'er, I got up so early to visit the grave."

Zhao Linger rolled her eyes.

"It's not like you. The sun has risen for an hour, and you just got up now. Fortunately, Tuer has already swept the floor for you. How can you thank me?"

Zhang Fan yawned.

"You help the master sweep the grave, shouldn't you!"

Zhao Linger stopped the broom.

"Master, tell me the truth, is there any formula?"

"What formula?"

"It's those elders who entrusted you with dreams. Did you have a formula that you didn't tell me? I slept all night last night, and I didn't dream of a single person."

Zhao Linger asked in a low voice;
Zhang Fan smiled;
"Sincerity leads to spirit. If you are not calm, how could they entrust you with a dream? You have a purpose in sweeping their graves, and the master didn't do it when he was cleaning."

Zhao Linger nodded;

"It turned out to be like this. Teachers, I have no purpose. If you have anything to do, just ask me, don't ask the master."

You have 300 taels of silver here.

You are too obvious!

Zhang Fan coughed;
"Ling'er should practice hard, don't think too much, I believe in you as a teacher, and I will definitely be able to build a foundation in 60 years."

Zhao Linger nodded.

Then I thought, 60 years of foundation building?
Rolling his eyes: This stinking master, I'm afraid I wish my cultivation base is low, so that I can bully me all the time, hmph, I'm not as good as you wish.

"Hmph, don't look down on people. After 60 years, I can also become a celestial master and be recognized by heaven and earth."

Zhao Linger curled her mouth and continued to sweep the grave.

Zhang Fan thought;

It seems that it's time to find a Daogen for Ling'er!

"Elder Taishang."

Zhang Fan turned his head.

Wudang's head teacher Yujian came.

"It turned out to be the head teacher of Wudang, I don't know where it came from?"

"Don't dare, the Supreme Elder should call him by his first name. Did the Supreme Elder go to the bottom of the abyss last night?"

Zhang Fan nodded in response;

"That's right. Recently, I found a demonic energy coming out of the abyss, so I went down to investigate immediately. But don't worry, it's cleared up below, and there will be no more demonic energy rushing up Wudang Mountain."

Zhang Yifeng was overjoyed: "Thank you, Elder Taishang, this abyss is full of demonic energy, it has been there since the Wudang Mountain sect, and it has always been the cause of Wudang, this time the elder personally relieved the disaster, Zhang Yifeng is very grateful."

"I am a Wudang disciple, this is my job."

Zhang Yifeng said;

"Elder Supreme, I have a merciless request."

"Speak!"

"The Taishang Presbyterian Council's Divine Sword Yulei Mantra, I wonder if I can leave the mantra, and now this secret book has been lost."

Zhang Fan nodded.

"Since it's my Wudang-level martial arts, I should give it to you. I have mastered all of Wudang's more than 200 spells. When I have free time, I will write them all for you."

Zhang Yifeng was shocked when he heard this.

More than 200 exercises?

"The Supreme Elder is not joking!"

Zhang Fan snorted coldly;
Zhang Yifeng broke out in a cold sweat.

"I forgot to tell you that when I visit the tomb every day, those head teachers and elders will dream of me, teach me carefully, and pass on my exercises. I have more than 200 exercises. Do you think they are lying!"

Zhang Yifeng was shocked;
To dream.

It turns out that Zhang Fan cultivated from a mortal to a celestial master, relying on Wudang's previous dynasties to entrust his dreams, no wonder he entered so quickly.

This is tens of millions of times faster than self-enlightenment.

"I don't dare, I'm going to be an elder too!"

Zhang Fan nodded.

"Well, let's go down if you have nothing to do!"

Zhang Yifeng was unmoved.

"What else is there?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at the tombstone.

"Disciple is ashamed." As soon as he finished speaking, he burst into tears, tears streaming down his face.

You, good Wudang Mountain master, cried as soon as you said what you said.

"I've been a head teacher for so many years. I've been busy in the secular world, but I haven't cleaned the mausoleum. Is this my disciple? Today, I must reform myself, seek forgiveness from my ancestor, and personally sweep the tomb."

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