Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir

Chapter 281: The Son of Fortune from the Martial Saint, Ghost Immortal?

In the main hall, watching the general leave, Hong Xiangxian suddenly felt weak at his feet. It seemed that no matter how stubborn the boy was, he still had not truly escaped the terror between life and death.

But after just a few breaths, he calmed down again, knelt down in front of the body that collapsed on the ground, kowtowed three times, and said solemnly: "Father, this child will definitely avenge you." When he looked up again, a line of clear words The tears finally couldn't hold back anymore and fell down.

The Taoist statue looked at this scene silently, and only then said: "Are you willing to leave with me?"

Hong Xiangxian wiped away his tears and asked, "May I ask if your Majesty is a real person from Tianyi Dao?"

In today's world, Taoism has declined. Only a few sects that have been handed down from ancient times still have ghosts, immortals, and real people in the world. Tianyi Dao is one of them. Although Xuhe Guan has been passed down to this day, it has little momentum, but its origin can be regarded as The lower sect of Tianyi Dao.

Although Hong Xiangxian is young, he is very organized. He knows that in the current situation where everyone is in danger of destroying mountains and temples in the Great Zhou Dynasty, only the ghost immortals of Tianyi have the slightest chance of thinking of the Taoist sentiments and taking action to protect them. The concept of virtual harmony -

Even though he 'came late' and could only save a mere child, a favor is a favor.

"That's right." The Taoist statue said, "I am the Master Miaohe."

"I have met Master Miaohe." Hong Xiangxian bowed and said, "This disciple is willing to leave with Master Miaohe."

"Okay." The Taoist statue agreed, but did not reveal any means. Instead, a little spiritual light flew out and fell into Hong Xiangxian's eyebrows, saying: "This technique can help you avoid officers and soldiers, lift your body lightly, and follow the guidance to move forward. Come and look for me sixty miles away."

Hong Xiangxian felt a chill in his heart. He was not afraid of having to walk through the sixty miles of mountains and wilderness alone, but because - the real ghost immortal who claimed to have immortality and could travel in and out of Qingming was also afraid of military fronts.

No wonder the general of the Great Zhou Dynasty dared to speak out and ridicule him in front of the real person Guixian. Is Taoism really inferior to martial arts?
The floor in the hall was paved with bluestone. Immortal Hong Xiang grasped it with too much force and left blood marks. However, he did not ask any questions in the end, but just replied: "Yes, thank you Master for the gift of the law."

The Taoist statue did not respond again. Hong Xiangxian got up and did not leave immediately. Instead, he climbed onto the incense table, pulled out the most precious treasure of Xu Heguan from the Taoist statue, held the flying sword to Xu, and carried it behind his back, and then quietly committed suicide. He slipped out of the main hall through the back door.

Master Miaohe did not lie. With the blessing of his magic, Hong Xiangxian felt as light as a swallow. He could sense the hot blood of the officers and soldiers from a distance. In addition, he was also good at fists and kicks, and he was familiar with the terrain of the sect. , actually escaped from Xuheguan smoothly.

It's just that the sixty-mile journey is still too far for a young boy. Even though Hong Xiangxian has a strong mind, he never stops for a moment while avoiding the officers and soldiers. When he reaches sixty miles away, the sky is already full of stars.

But he finally arrived. Hong Xiangxian sensed that the magic guidance was getting closer and closer, and his tense spirit couldn't help but relax a little. However, when he walked into the forest, a chill suddenly appeared on his back, which was already wet with sweat.

In the bleak night wind, there was a thin man in plain linen clothes in the forest. He stood there with his hands behind his back, just like a mountain. Even if Hong Xiangxian had not left his body, he could detect the burning blood like smoke. Clouds penetrate the sky!

"Martial Saint!" Hong Xiangxian's heart was shocked, and he immediately turned around and ran away, but the linen-clad Martial Saint just looked at him, and he felt as if he had been hit hard. He felt dizzy and unable to move at all.

"Sure enough, he is a saint in martial arts." Hong Xiangxian fell to the ground and couldn't help but feel a trace of despair. The saint of martial arts transformed into a spirit in his body. His fists can penetrate the sky. Witnesses can hurt Yin gods. He has the ability to capture dragons, control cranes, and capture ghosts and immortals. , he is a young boy who has not learned Taoism and is poor in fists and kicks. It is impossible to escape from the hands of such a person.

But when he was in such despair, he unconsciously raised his arm and touched the Hanxu Sword.

"Hong Xiangxian?" Martial Saint Mai Yi came over. Seeing this situation, he didn't seem annoyed. Instead, he smiled and asked: "Where is the real ghost immortal who promised to protect you?"

Hong Xiangxian did not respond, so the Martial Saint continued: "Since I have been practicing martial arts, I have never really killed a ghost immortal. I thought I would have a lot of fun today."

"It's such a pity, who is the Taoist Patriarch? Guixian Zhenren? I have already retreated the army and come alone, but he still doesn't dare to show up to fight. He is just an incompetent rat."

He lowered his eyes, and a domineering thought broke into Hong Xiang's head. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked: "Fighting the heaven and the earth! That's what a man does. Pretending to be a ghost will never lead to a noble person. Do you understand?"

"I see that you are of high quality. You have given up the dark side and joined the bright side to join my sect. You have learned a lot of martial arts. In the future, you can be a pioneer in destroying the Tao, and you can be promoted to an official position."

Hong Xiangxian almost suffocated under his oppression, but when he raised his head, stubbornness still appeared in his eyes, and he said: "The hatred of killing my father and the hatred of destroying the family will always be remembered in my heart, and I will never forget it."

Mai Wusheng was not angry, but appreciated him even more. He gave him one last chance and said: "Xuheguan Taoist uses the method of entering dreams to harm people, and then uses talisman water to solve nightmares and defraud money. Shouldn't he be destroyed?"

"There's no need to blame someone if you want to!" Hong Xiangxian gritted his teeth and said.

"Ha." Mai Yi Martial Saint naturally knew that those who defrauded money were just abandoned disciples of Xu He Guan, but: "The existence of Taoism has not been beneficial to all people. People who make elixirs to deceive the emperor, control government affairs, pretend to be gods and ghosts, and defraud money and harm people have appeared all the time. Absolutely."

"If it weren't for you, Xuheguan, to impart magic to the gangsters, would there be such evil spirits like cholera in the countryside?"

"The Dao Sect must be destroyed!" As soon as Mai Wusheng finished speaking, his big hand had already pressed down on Hong Xiangxian's head, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

For some reason, the Taoist statue in Xuhe Temple flashed through his mind at this moment. Rumor has it that the Taoist Master is an immortal who has escaped from tribulations. Because he preached to all living beings, the origin of Taoism in this world came into being. But in fact, each Taoist school has its own origin. The statues of Paidao Zun are all different.

Compared with the real human immortal supreme in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Dao Zun looks so illusory and ethereal. Maybe the immortal immortal who escapes the tribulation does not exist... Hong Xiangxian didn't feel relieved when he thought of this, but he had no time to be depressed anymore, he was going to die in Wu. Under the holy palm, after just a short breath, his head and skull were not shattered, but the sky collapsed with a loud noise that made his ears ring and his heart and lungs beat wildly.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Mai Yi Wusheng looking up at the sky with a shocked look on his face. Hong Xiangxian looked around and saw that the sky really seemed to have collapsed. Wherever he looked, the glow of the stars and the flowing clouds were all pointing upwards. Gathering, the place of accumulation emits immeasurable light, and for a moment it seems as if the sun has risen again, shining like the night!
Hong Xiangxian looked around. Even though he couldn't hear the rustling noise in his ears, he could still see that the trees in the entire mountain forest were shaking, the strong wind was roaring, and it was rising like a hurricane. Confident thoughts.

He is still too young to leave his body, but he has read Taoist books very well, and he knows that people with advanced Taoism can mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth. This situation and this scene look very similar...

But how far is it as far as the eye can see?Thousands of miles?Thousands of miles?Tens of thousands of miles?How can there be anyone in the world who can regulate his vitality like this?unless……

"The Immortal who escapes calamity?" Mayi Martial Saint suddenly grabbed Hong Xiangxian and asked, "Let me ask you, is this the Immortal who escapes calamity?"

But in fact, as a great Zhou Martial Saint who had no idea how to destroy mountains and conquer temples, how could he ask a child of Xu He Guan? Mai Martial Saint had already made a guess in his mind. At this moment, he couldn't help but tremble, and his whole body was filled with fear and excitement. and boil.

"The ghost immortal cannot be killed, the tribulation-free immortal... is more to my liking!" Mai Wusheng's skinny body suddenly swelled up as if inflated. In an instant, he was several feet taller, and his muscles stretched the originally wide Mai Yi tight. , the amazing fist intention is no longer hidden, it rises into the sky!

Hong Xiangxian seemed to see a war god who dared to fight with the sky and the earth rising proudly and standing erect in the world. He couldn't help but be shocked. It turned out that the terror of the Martial Saint was ten times beyond his imagination. No wonder Master Miaohe actually ran away. .

And above the Martial Saint, there is the pinnacle Martial Saint whose spirit and body are united to the extreme, and above the peak Martial Saint, there is the Human Immortal Supreme. No wonder the Great Zhou Dynasty can destroy mountains and temples everywhere, and even destroy ancient Taoist gates. Forced Guixian Zhenren to hide his head and tail, it turns out that martial arts is really...

Hong Xiangxian is unwilling to admit that martial arts is really much higher than Taoism!
Mayi Martial Saint said to Hong Xiangxian for the last time: "Hong Xiangxian, listen carefully, it is your husband's job to fight against heaven and earth. When I return from fighting the gods, you will become my disciple."

"Hahahaha, I'm here!" Wu Sheng laughed and took a big step. He actually stepped forward, running through the air like a dragon, and burst into the clouds!
At this moment, Hong Xiangxian was really in awe. He couldn't help but believe that this Martial Saint could fight against the Tribulation Immortal. Unfortunately, he had a blood feud with Dazhou and would never surrender to his disciples...

The next moment, his ears that had regained some hearing suddenly heard a clang that seemed to cut through the sky and the earth. He heard the thunder again, and saw the linen-clothed martial saint flying down into the clouds like a torn bag, much faster than when he left. The ground speed shot towards a peak, and the tyrannical body instantly crashed into the mountain. During the vibration, the peak fell down with a rumble. Mai Wusheng was buried in it, but he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Even though the hatred of killing his father and exterminating the family, Hong Xiangxian managed to maintain his intangible expression. Finally, he couldn't help but opened his mouth and stared blankly at the sky. The brilliance like the big sun had not affected the martial saint Mai in the slightest. He was vomiting the vitality of heaven and earth unscrupulously, and after a long while, he saw that the momentum suddenly stopped!
Hong Xiangxian subconsciously covered his ears, but did not hear any vibration. He only saw the light extinguished in a moment, and the starlight and moonlight gradually returned to normal. Then the wind and clouds slowly opened, and a statue of Qingyun was dimly lit, with a fairy rainbow on its bun. , the immortal in flowing white clothes walked out casually.

"Infinite Taoist Master, the Supreme Immortal." At this moment, Hong Xiangxian only had this thought in his mind.

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In fact, the sky is naturally not some kind of immortal that escapes calamity, but Xu Zhuang happened to come to this world.

I don't know whether it was due to the beacon itself or the influence of the Luotian Net. Xu Zhuang was completely unable to control it. Fortunately, until he fell into this world, the magic power on it finally disappeared.

As soon as he escaped, Xu Zhuang immediately activated his soul and swept away the vitality of the heaven and earth in a radius of thousands of miles. The inspiration from further away flowed in, and he did not reject any of them. Only then did he have the strange power that swept the world. elephant.

His current state is too weak, and if something unexpected happens suddenly, he may not be able to cope with it, so Xu Zhuang can't wait to recover some energy.

Fortunately, for some reason, the speed at which he was refining Yuan Qi was unusually fast. In addition, the spiritual power in this world was quite impressive. After Xu Zhuang hesitated for a moment, he actually recovered some mana.

Of course, it will not be possible to restore prosperity in a short period of time. The reason why Xu Zhuang stopped breathing out his spiritual energy is because even if this world is full of spiritual energy, a mere radius of the place cannot help the real Yuanshen spitting out. After all, Xu Zhuang was a man of virtue and was unwilling to do anything that would deplete his wealth.

Secondly, Xu Zhuang discovered that the more he circulated his soul, the faster the wind disaster approached. It should be known that when he found out that the disaster was triggered by the E Saint Fan, he had already taken the Green Tribulation Pearl Fruit, so he could avoid the disaster for thousands of years. It has been a hundred years, but the fact is that every time he uses his soul, he seems to stir up disaster energy, and wind disasters are coming closer and closer. Xu Zhuang did not expect that E Shengfan's magical power to trigger disasters is so terrifying!
It is true that these [-] years have prevented Xu Zhuang from causing disasters due to hesitation of spiritual ideas and refining Yuan Qi. However, if he continues to use his magical powers to fight with others, it will undoubtedly increase his burden. When he first arrived in this world, he did not know the situation. Under the circumstances, Xu Zhuang recovered a little bit and was unwilling to make such a big noise again.

After all, just when he was having an idea, a monk suddenly attacked him. Although they couldn't withstand Taiyi Tongzi's sword, their cultivation seemed to be beyond the scope of Nascent Soul monks.

Xu Zhuang frowned slightly, and slightly released his Yuan consciousness to communicate with the world, and received many messages: "A saint in martial arts, transforming spirit into flesh, and connecting the mind with fists?... It is not bad to reach such a state, but why did you surprise me? I?"

After another moment, he suddenly noticed that there was a breath coming quickly, and there was a trace of strangeness on his face: "The real ghost immortal, the energy nourishes the yin god, and he is free and happy?"

Unlike the martial saint, he came to one conclusion: "You cannot follow the law."

He thought for a moment, and although no matter how weak he was, the "Ghost Immortal Master" who was rushing towards him did not seem to pose any threat at all, but under the circumstances that he had been suddenly attacked by the monks in this world, he did not want to rashly fight with him. Face to face.

"We'll wait until we understand the situation in this world." Xu Zhuang wanted to leave as soon as he thought about it, but when he turned his eyes, he fell into the mountains and fields and saw a little boy kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to him.

"Infinite Taoist Master, Supreme Immortal, Disciple Hong Xiangxian..."

Although Xu Zhuang did not over-operate his Yuan Shen, Hong Xiangxian's actions and even thoughts could not escape his Yuan consciousness. However, what attracted his attention was that in his Dharma eyes, there was already a cloud of a certain size on top of this child. , showing a vigorous trend, and the moment he noticed it, it instantly added fuel to the fire and surged greatly.

"Something interesting." The way of luck is difficult for ordinary people to figure out. Even Xu Zhuang can only guess whether this son's luck has greatly increased because of meeting him, or whether this son is the one favored by luck and has caused his own trouble. What if you happen to break through the boundary and come here?
(End of this chapter)