Lord of the Divine Show

"One sword is passed down to seven friends, and the Taoist tradition has a destiny, haha... it's so happy, it's so happy..."

Zhong Shenxiu went wild, drank another pot of spirit wine, and laughed.

In every blow of his flying sword, he inserted a piece of Yuan Shen Dharma that no one had yet perfected. Of course, it also came with a prohibition on spiritual thoughts.

These seven flying swords are seven opportunities.

However, given the opportunity, the danger is even greater.

"After all...I'm not even sure if Yi Tianchou, the half-life of the protagonist, can refine the Three Corpses Yuan Shen, so I'm looking for more samples..."

"As for the low-risk method such as the Yin Shen Achievement Method, since someone has succeeded, the ancestor will not give it..."

"And in every Mysterious Soul Cold Light Sword, there are my hands and feet, which can covertly monitor those monks and obtain the latest training data feedback..."

"After all, if a monk gets a flying sword of high quality, he won't throw it away, right?"

As for the Feijian being robbed or fought over, Zhong Shenxiu didn't care.

After all, the restriction of spiritual thoughts is there, which means that inheritance is one-time.

No matter who gets it in the end, they are his test subjects and guinea pigs.

"Dao Tong? Could it be that Ancestor Shenxiu is still hiding some secrets in the flying sword?"

The master of the Xuanji Bailian Sect asked with a smile: "Isn't the Taoist tradition of my fellow Taoists the Waidan Method? Is it possible that the Waidan Method still has some mysteries?"

If he had known what Zhong Shenxiu had hidden in the flying sword, he would have rushed to kill and seize the treasure with red eyes.

Compared with the path of Yuan Shen, all the uprightness of a famous family and the demeanor of a leader are all bullshit!

However, this sect leader really doesn’t know!

He thought that Zhong Shenxiu had at most hidden some magical qi-refining formulas, or some secrets about external elixirs.

At most, let Waidan rise to one or two levels.

With his status, the key is that he has already formed the elixir, so he doesn't have to break up and become shameless over it.

I don't know how many years later, every time the sect leader thought about this matter, he would beat his chest and almost burst into tears.

"This is not enough for outsiders to understand."

Zhong Shenxiu laughed and revealed the matter gently and deftly.

According to the dark hand's induction, except for Fuyunzi who was determined by himself, most of the others who got the sword were casual cultivators.

The only disciple of the major sect is from the Xuanji Bailian Sect, which can be regarded as repaying the cause and effect of the previous materials and venue.

Those casual cultivators had all condensed their outer elixirs, and now they had flying swords. Their expressions changed drastically, and some of them turned around and turned into streams of light to escape, as if they were running for their lives.

Most of the other monks thought they were afraid of others snatching the flying sword, but they didn't care.

There were indeed a few sneaky pirate cultivators who followed him.

'After a while, there will probably be someone who leaks the news...but my layout is almost completed. Then I will just find a place to hide, and wait a hundred years to see the results...'

Zhong Shenxiu thought to himself: "The sample is still not enough... Maybe we should get a few more one-time inheritances, make up the total of 7749, and leave treasure maps or chants or something, maybe it can also trigger The world of immortal cultivation is in chaos because of this, and there is a bloody fight..."

The master of the Xuanji Bailian Sect suppressed the disappointment in his heart and forced a smile: "Fellow Taoist Shenxiu has given me the flying sword. Master Ouyangzi, how are you preparing?"

Ouyang Zi smiled and said: "I am going to ask three questions. Whoever can answer them will get a green rainbow sword as a prize!"

While he was talking, his eyes were looking at Taoist Xuandu, Cui Yingxiu, Xiaoyao Mozi, Little Divine Monk and others.

Obviously, he is preparing to form a good relationship with these five disciples.

Not everyone is like Zhong Shenxiu and regards the Tianshan Sword Sect as if it were nothing.

After all, the Five Ultimates in the World are behemoths that have suppressed the cultivation world here for hundreds of thousands of years and are still standing!

Its influence on monks in this world is unparalleled!

Zhong Shenxiu was half lying on the seat, looking at this scene with a smile, his eyes were deep, as if he had passed through Bailian Peak and directly saw the deeper underground.

…

The ancient earth lungs are in the fire.

The sacrifice at Lingbao Wanxiang Palace has reached its last moment.

The six authentic Huandan old monsters all exerted their powerful magic power and poured into the Vientiane Palace.

The pavilions and pavilions suddenly became more solid, as if all the magic weapons and restrictions were integrated into one.

"The Wanxiang Palace is indeed mysterious. Such an ever-changing Ruyi Divine Forbidden City that can contain thousands of magic weapons has never been seen before!"

The old monster of Qi Transformation praised: "The ancestors of the Mysterious Hundred Refining Sect heard about this method, and they were inspired after observing the secret of my sect's Ten Thousand Qi Returning Sect..."

"Old Monster Transforming Qi, stop bragging." Old Xingluo Immortal Monster shouted: "Old Monster Yang, how are you doing there?"

"Okay, finally we've reached the last step!"

Yang Baixuan laughed.

The magic power of the Six Great Returning Pills to transform old monsters can simply turn the world upside down.

Even the nine ancient earth lung poisonous fire dragon veins were forcibly captured and restrained, and they were driven into the walls of the Vientiane Palace one after another, turning into dragon patterns.

The entire Vientiane Palace is already magnificent and harmonious.

Only the plaque directly in front is still blank.

"I have been waiting for a long time."

Zhuge Wufeng stepped forward.

His clothes were ragged and his hair was burnt black. It was obvious that he had taken some damage from the ancient Earth Poison Fire Dragon Vein.

But at this time, the divine light in his eyes became more concentrated and reached a certain peak in his life!

"The Vientiane Palace has reached the final step and can begin to seize souls."

Yang Baixuan gave up his position and bent down to salute.

"Farewell to my ancestor!"

The other Xingluo Old Immortal, Qi Transformation Old Monster, Divine Talisman Venerable, and Ten Thousand Soul Ancestor also bowed and saluted.

This time they bowed, they were also paying homage to the ancestors who paved the way for the soul of this world! It also strengthens one’s own thoughts!

The ancient spiritual treasure must be refined!

Zhuge Wufeng had no expression on his face and moved forward step by step.

As soon as he took the first step, his body began to disintegrate.

Lines of blood spread, constantly immersed in the aura of the Vientiane Palace itself.

In fact, even the soul is suffering from the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

It seems that the Vientiane Palace is resisting the invasion of souls and can only accommodate the most essential true spirit.

The corner of Zhuge Wufeng's mouth seemed to twitch, and a simple and desolate song came out:

"The soul has no place to rely on..."

This is a song composed by an ancient monk out of despair after the Heavenly Change Rebellion, lamenting that the path to the soul was cut off.

It is said that it is the secret voice of the demons and demons, which can arouse people's inner demons!

However, this song was obviously adapted by Zhuge Wufeng. In the second half, the tune suddenly changed.

From desolation, sadness, despair... to a feeling of excitement.

"...And from now on, if anyone cuts off thorns, I will splash everything with my blood!"

After singing the last line, Zhuge Wufeng's physical body completely disintegrated, and his soul overflowed, turning into a bloody rainbow, breaking through the resistance of the Vientiane Palace.

Drops of vermilion blood fell on the plaque of the Vientiane Palace.

On the blank plaque, a few simple seal characters suddenly appeared.

It seems vaguely to be - Vientiane Palace!