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Chapter 149 Destroying Domains and Exterminating Spirits, the Betrayed Master
The Zhao family is also worthy of being a veteran county tycoon. With the merits of their ancestors, they actually exceeded the five ancestral quotas limited by the county tycoon's family status.

The seven ancestor spirits of the Zhao family divided their labor and cooperated with each other. The two most powerful sat in the center of the spiritual realm, trying to control the power of the incense, trying to stabilize the shaking of the spiritual realm.

The other five ancestral spirits rushed to the gap in the spiritual domain together, and they filled the gap with their souls and bodies that they had cultivated for many years with incense.

This cruel decision made Zhou Bai slightly nod his head.

He intended to watch the shrinking of the spiritual domain, and finally collapse and destroy, to witness the end of a virtual plane, but these ancestors refused to let it go.

The ancestor spirits became weaker and weaker, and the excessive wear and tear made the soul body close to transparent, but the gap in the spiritual domain actually has the momentum of repairing and recovering, and the speed of the burning of incense has also slowed down.

Now that Zhou Bai is leaving, the sacrifice of a few ancestor spirits of the Zhao family may really be able to plug the gap, and even leave one or two ancestor spirits to preside over the spiritual realm.

In this way, even if the fortune of the family plummets due to the reduction of yin blessings, the Zhao family will not fall into the crisis of genocide.

With the existence of the spiritual domain, one can have a family character and have a glimmer of hope.

But Zhou Bai came here to cut off future troubles, not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but he couldn't leave the heritage of the ancestors.

He wants to use the chicken of the Zhao family to deter other forces in Pingcang and kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

As Zhou Bai raised his palm indifferently, the ancestors of the Zhao family despaired in their hearts. They knew that he was going to kill him, so they cursed loudly.

"Beast, you are cutting off the incense of a family, and you must be haunted by resentment!"

"If there is no evil, you will be punished!"

Zhou Bai ignored it, clenched his palms into a fist, and pushed straight out. A tepid Dragon Fist of Luck entered the spiritual realm along the gap.

The palace collapsed, and the spiritual space was torn apart, tearing apart cracks.

Because it is not visible to the naked eye, it is not a space crack in the main plane. This virtual plane is more like a bit of skin on the main plane mask, and then collapsed to form an inaccessible small hole.

Whether it was the power of the incense or the fragments of the spiritual domain, they were all drawn into the crack, and the seven ancestor spirits of the Zhao family were powerless to resist, so they could only turn into dust in horror.

The spiritual domain is broken, and the ancestral hall in the Yangshi also shows the same. The god tablet in the hall begins to rot, and snakes, rats, insects and ants that have never dared to set foot swarm in, and a dilapidated atmosphere pervades the entire ancestral hall.

Opening the heavenly book, there is indeed a trace of evil energy that wants to attach to the foreign luck, and there seems to be a sense of cutting luck in the dark.

The retribution of breaking the domain and destroying the spirit?Want to cut his bad luck?
But now he is practicing Hunyuan Qi Luck Dao Zang, and he is accustomed to the "Qi Luck" secret method of "Qi Luck Dragon Fist", how can he really be cut off by some leftover resentment and evil energy.

The Luck Dragon Carp was quietly awakened by Zhou Bai, and then reluctantly swallowed the resentment, but after swallowing a few mouthfuls, it felt like a snack, and became active instead.

The ancestral spirit can still perceive the accident in the direct line, but how could Zhao Chun, the patriarch, not know what happened to the clan temple and the ancestral spirit.

He was still practicing in the secret room, but suddenly his heart tightened, and unparalleled panic swept his body and mind, as if the sky had fallen.

Zhao Chun didn't care about a little internal injury caused by the interruption of Zhou Tian's qi circulation, he only had one thought in his mind.

Something has happened, this is a catastrophe befalling.

Such situations have been recorded in the history of the Zhao family.

At that time, an ancestor led the family elite to escort a very important cargo out, but the hostile family took the opportunity to attack.

The left-behind clansmen had no choice but to retreat to the clan hall in the end, and only then persisted until the ancestors led people back to support and repel the enemy.

The family temple was attacked by weapons, the movement of the family was shaken, and the spirit of the ancestor was frightened. At that time, the ancestor was terrified, thinking that something happened at home and hurried back.

Now Zhao Chun's feelings are far more serious than the records in the family history, so I don't know how many times, so I can't believe it.

He immediately wanted to call the family priest, that is, his master, to help him, but he came up from the underground secret room and carefully observed the situation outside, but there was no movement.

The servants of the outer court are still patrolling, all arrangements are orderly, and there are no changes in the county.

It was not what he had imagined at all, Zhou Bo's rebellion came, the Jin people broke through the bitter pass of Cangshan Mountain to invade Bei'an, let alone some big change caused by blood rain and weather.

What else could it be?Could it be that the inspiration went wrong?
But now the feeling of palpitations still lingers, Zhao Chun pushed open the door, with meager magical power in his eyes, he looked at the sky above the ancestral house.

I saw that the family luck that had been thickly accumulated in the clouds now collapsed suddenly, most of the white air flowed away, and the red air at the core was also dissipating outwards.

At this speed, within ten days and a half months, his Zhao family will fall into disrepute.

Looking at the direction of the ancestral hall, the black air is even more lingering. Obviously, the sixth sense of the catastrophe is not false.

Zhao Chun was frightened and furious, and immediately crushed a Taoist talisman, and then rushed towards the ancestral hall.

Seeing the patriarch's actions, the personal servants outside hurriedly rang the gong to summon the people.

"There are enemies sneaking in!"

The alarm bell sounded, the sleeping mansion was awakened, the lights were on for a while, and crowds of martial artists and servants poured out.

At this time, Zhao Chun had already rushed to the clan ancestral hall with the amulet attached, just in time to see a group of family members who had fallen to the ground and the scene of the dilapidated and desolate ancestral hall.

Where is the spiritual domain?Where is the ancestral spirit?
Zhou Bai walked towards Zhao Chun. His entry-level invisibility was able to hide from ordinary people, but he couldn't hide from even Zhao Chun, who was only in the early stage of Taoism.

He just opened the spiritual eye to search the spiritual domain, and saw the invisible Zhou Bai, and all kinds of emotions of understanding, anger, and fear instantly filled his heart.

But Zhao Chun reacted very quickly, knowing that one-on-one is definitely not a heavenly opponent, urged by the magic amulet, he turned around and wanted to run.

The master is at the peak of the Dao realm, and I am at the early stage of the Dao realm. After converging, it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with a celestial being who has just entered the Dao realm.

The meager magic power was pushed to the limit, and the divine movement talisman ignited without fire and turned into ashes. This is actually a rare way to overdraw the power of the talisman.

In an instant, Zhao Chun ran twenty or thirty feet away, and a large group of servants also came to support him, so how could he stop him?

However, before a trace of relaxation appeared on his face, a sharp stabbing pain suddenly appeared in his mind.

Zhao Chun's eyes darkened, his spiritual sense, how could it be possible?

The last thought, the ancestor spirit is over, the Zhao family is over...

Can his cheap master defeat this evildoer?

From the time when Zhao Chun arrived at the ancestral hall, suddenly retreated violently, and then died in front of all the family members, the Zhao family didn't know what happened in the blink of an eye.

Just shouting, catching thieves, assassins and the like.

"Report to the officer, ask for help!"

"The head of the family is dead, go find the second master to preside over the overall situation."

"Report, the second master died on the bed immediately."

From the beginning to the end, no one saw Zhou Bai, and no one understood why the two heads of the Zhao family died.

As the cool breeze blew, a chill appeared in the hearts of the servants, who did the master offend.

In another hidden secret room, Zhao Chun's enshrined master, Ku Chun Sanren, just finished retreat.

Because his Patriarch's apprentice crushed the token and asked for help.

"Whoo~"

Exhaling the turbid air, Ku Chun Sanren slowly opened his eyes, and a bright electric light suddenly appeared in the dark secret room.

"This kid is pretty good. He didn't interrupt my retreat. What can Ping Cang do? A patriarch who has entered the Dao realm can't solve it." Ku Chun murmured, holding the same talisman as Zhao Chun.

This is the communication talisman between the master and the apprentice, which can let the retreater know the outside information without interfering with the state of practice.

There is no way, there is no array in the place where they retreat, and there is no communication array.

"Clap~"

"That's right, the sun shines three times, the empty room is white, the cultivation base of entering the Tao and building the foundation has reached perfection, and the transformation into the world is just around the corner."

From the other corner of the quiet room, there was a burst of applause and words of appreciation.

A cold sweat broke out on Ku Chun San's back, because in that dark corner, there was a handsome young man sitting there, looking at him with a smile on his face.

This is exactly Zhou Bai who tried to shield his perception with his spiritual sense, and then sneaked in stealthily. Now it seems that the effect is good, at least it has hidden a monk who is in retreat.

After refining Qi and opening up Ren Du and even the meridians of the whole body, you can often perform large and small circles to absorb spiritual energy and transform it into mana. This stage is to establish the foundation and enter the Tao.

And when a monk retreats to perfection at this stage, a strange phenomenon will occur.

For example, in a dark room, there are bright electric lights, or the image of fire beads illuminates the whole room.

"The Riming Hall between the two eyebrows is the place where sunlight is discovered. When the sunlight is discovered, it is like an electric shock, and the empty room is white."

"Impoverished but not talented, it is only at a very old age that you are lucky enough to achieve consummation. There is nothing worthy of praise." Kuchun Sanren responded as calmly as possible, and then used the time of speaking to mobilize mana, ready to fight at any time.

The casual cultivator's bewilderment also reminded Zhou Bai that when he and Yu Yueyun practiced in seclusion, they must be protected by a formation.

Regarding the words of Kuchun Sanren, Zhou Bai smiled slightly, and did not refute. In short, the person in front of him can be regarded as the most beautiful person among the scattered cultivators.

Each big realm has three small realms: early, middle, and last. Generally speaking, after reaching the later stage, one can break through to the next big realm.

The perfect state can only be achieved by a small group of people in the same level. They have complete control over their own internal and external, and can usually exert their peak combat power, so they are also called the peak state.

Its foundation is solid, and once it breaks through, there is basically no need to waste time to stabilize its cultivation.

Now if Kuchun Sanren breaks through the realm, he will be in the early stage of metamorphosis, and he has taken a considerable step in the early stage, and the middle stage is close at hand.

Of course, even so, he couldn't compare with Zhou Bai, who established the foundation of the Dao of Heaven. He successfully broke through from the Dao Realm to the Mortal Transformation Realm, but crossed the third level to the late stage of the Mortal Transformation Realm, and then only took one month to break through to the Mortal Transformation Realm.

Ku Chunsan put his hands on the storage bag at his waist, obviously ready to fight at this time.

Only then did he point out with some vigilance: "Who is your Excellency, such behavior does not seem to have good intentions."

"I didn't say that I came here with good intentions. After all, I just killed your good apprentice." Zhou Bai still sat still, telling the truth easily and freely.

Kuchun Sanren's expression changed in surprise, the monks were fighting in one realm, and they didn't say anything about the big movement that shook the ground, but the talismans didn't make them fight on the top, and they didn't notice it below.

Could it be that the young man in front of him is the second realm?No, it's impossible, Pingcang is such a small place, there can't be such geniuses.

While thinking about it, Kuchun Sanren still wanted to make a move, but he saw that his left hand pointed at Zhou Bai, and his right hand slapped the storage bag.

"Quick!" A small wooden sword magic weapon flew out and stabbed at Zhou Bai at a very fast speed.

The buzzing sound of the sword piercing through the darkness declared its power. If this young man entered the Dao realm, then Kuchun Sanren was very confident in taking him down.

In such a narrow space, there is no way to dodge, only to fight hard, and the opponent has no time to take out the magic weapon.

But the truth is, Zhou Bai didn't need to use any magical tools or methods to deal with him.

The wooden sword, which seemed to be able to cut through thorns and thorns, suddenly stopped three feet away from Zhou Bai's eyebrows, as if it was blocked by some invisible force.

He is only at the peak of the realm, and he does not have a minor in soul skills, so he can only imprint mana on the magic weapon, and the flying sword often only has the power of one blow.

If you don't take back a blow, if you exceed a certain distance, you can only collect it after the end of the fight. It is a standard hundred-step flying sword.

But this time it was only a few dozen steps, and Kuchun Sanren couldn't continue to move with his magic power, he couldn't move forward, and he couldn't retract.

Kuchun Sanren is also worthy of being an old casual cultivator who has traveled all over the world for decades, and suddenly thought of something.

His eyes widened a bit: "This is the power of spiritual consciousness! Are you a real Yinshen?"

The more you talk about Kuchun Sanren, the more certain you are, and he quickly knelt down and said: "Your old man has a good face, but the young old man has no eyes. The relationship between me and Zhao Chun's master and apprentice is completely based on what we need. You should take care of the difficulties of loose cultivators. Understood."

Zhou Bai held the wooden sword with his two fingers in a calm manner, then looked at it carefully and said, "Oh? Tell me about your background and the relationship with the Zhao family, and then I will decide whether to kill you or not. "

"The little old man is from Tongzhou. Since childhood, he was taken to travel around the world by Master Loose Cultivator. Later, he exhausted Master's family and entered Dingzhou."

"Afterwards, it was difficult for me to move forward, and I was extremely short of resources. I could only seek various ways of assistance, and was approached by Zhao Chun's father... I practiced the wood-moving kung fu method "The Kung Fu of Dead Trees", and now I am proficient in alchemy and talisman making..."

It is a very simple casual practice bridge section, it is difficult to seek the Tao, and I am eager for spiritual stones and medicines to help my practice, so I can only agree to become an offering to the Zhao family.

True or false, Zhou Bai can recognize [-]% to [-]% of them, but he must be on guard against others, and he cannot let it go easily.

It's very easy for a peak-level person to cause trouble for the Zhou family, and it's impossible for Zhou Bai to spend his energy chasing after him.

What's more, this Kuchun Sanren is an elite among casual cultivators, and has two "proficient" skills in cultivating immortals, and he is an extraordinary talent that is lacking in the inner palace.

"Take it, I don't need to kill you, but how can you reassure me?"

"Also, I am the Zhou Bai that your apprentice misses, Pingcang Zhou Bai, not some old monster." Zhou Bai flicked back the wooden flying sword with his fingers, and then looked at Zhao Chundao playfully.

He checked it just now, and the ordinary spiritual wood material, and only three layers of magic ban, is the most common low-grade magic weapon.

Although he didn't have a magic weapon yet, he didn't like these things without delay.

In the future, Zhou Bai only needs one magic weapon that can match the mana of Hunyuan and carry the power of luck.

Ku Chunsan was fearful and fearful, so he naturally knew what to do as he was experienced.

"Good disciple, this is not a betrayal, it's just fate..."

He first offered his storage bag with both hands, then cupped his wooden sword and said: "Your life is up to you, the Zhao family has a few important people besides Zhao Chun and Zhao Xian, and I will deal with it now." .”

It was night, the Zhao family was destroyed by Zhou Bai from the source.

　I will take a day off tomorrow for a business trip, so don't wait, there will be two updates starting from Sunday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)