Chapter 412 They don’t deserve it

The childlike old man and the young man fled quickly, avoiding powerful ghosts and gods along the way. They fled thousands of miles away, but finally couldn't suppress their injuries and fell down. The master and the apprentice rolled over and over on the ground, and were thrown several miles away.

Can't stop it.

"Master!"

The young man jumped up and quickly ran to the childlike old man to check the old man's injuries.

The boy-faced old man reluctantly sat up, waved his hands and said, "I can't die. The child scholar plotted against me, and I suffered a big loss because I didn't pay attention. This man is indeed powerful. Without the innate Tao embryo, he can still have such adaptability.

But now that I know his methods, next time he wants to sneak attack me, it will be impossible."

He took out a scarlet jade bottle and poured out a spiritual elixir.

He did not rush to take it, but stretched out his index finger and tapped it gently on the elixir. There was light shining in the elixir. With the elixir as the core, it formed the golden elixir, Yuanying, Yuanshen, Void Realm, Sun, Moon and Stars.

There are multiple phantoms, coinciding with the various realms of the monks.

Only then did the child-faced old man take the elixir, and his injuries were quickly relieved.

"If we hadn't explored the Xianjia Cave and obtained this bottle of elixir, I might have been in a big mess."

He exhaled a breath, stood up, and said, "This elixir is indeed a product of the immortal family, but it's a pity that I don't know how to refine it.

Use one and you’ll lose one.”

In just a few moments, his injuries healed.

The child-faced old man thought: "The woman next to the boy scholar is the Qixia Temple Female Immortal. Her cultivation should not have recovered yet. As for the origin of the hanged ghost, I don't know. Wuxie, let's go and clear out other old things.

god."

He took out a canoe, put a talisman on his body, and transformed from a human body into a horse-headed figure, tall and thin, and took a boy's lantern and hung it on the bow of the boat.

The young man innocently said: "Master, how do I compare with the young scholar?"

The boy-faced old man said: "You are not as good at adapting to him as he is, but you are not inferior to him in terms of cultivation. He has no innate Tao embryo and has been dead for eight more years. It is already very remarkable that he can achieve what he has achieved now."

Wu Xie was a little unconvinced and said, "My Despair Po's skills are not as good as his."

The childlike old man also put a talisman seal on him and said with a smile: "My Despair Po's inheritance is much stronger than the outside world. Even if he gets the inheritance of the True King, he will not be able to do it. However, he will not give you a fair fight. He will

If the hanged ghost sacrifices you, let alone you, even I will suffer a loss."

Wu Xie's body changed and turned into a pony face. Standing next to him, only as high as his calf, he raised his head and said, "He is definitely not as good as Senior Brother."

The childlike old man smiled and said: "Zhong Wuwang's strength is still above mine. He is a dragon and a phoenix among men. He is destined to be extraordinary. After he gets the innate Tao embryo, it is inevitable that he will become an immortal."

He held up his pennant, and the canoe swung gently, and a small river emerged from the bottom of the boat and continued to stretch away.

The canoe followed the small river and gradually came to a large river, which merged with the big river.

There were canoes coming one after another on the river. Each canoe had a ghost figure on it. They suddenly dispersed and drove a small river towards the depths of the mainland. Lights shone from the boats, startling many ghosts.

As if searching for something.

"Brother Taoist, what are you looking for?" The childlike old man stopped an undercover man and asked.

The Yin Chai, with the head of an ox and the body of a human, made a loud sound and said, "We are the Yin Chai under the Yin Commander Xia Xiudemo, and we are here to capture important criminals."

With a sound, he unfolded a portrait, which showed a person, a car and a dog, and asked, "Brother Taoist, have you ever seen them?"

The heart of the childlike old man was slightly moved. The painting was very crude and unrecognizable, but it lost its shape and gained its meaning. The person in the painting looked like a scholar, not very old. The black dog walked on two legs and the wooden cart looked like a scholar.

Has arms and a mouth.

The childlike old man smiled and said, "I know where the criminal is."

He pointed out the direction for these evil spirits, and all the evil spirits thanked them one after another and sailed away in the canoe.

The childlike old man smiled and said: "It turns out that Chen Shi has already offended Yin Shuai. In this way, we don't have to worry about Chen Shi getting ahead of us."

Fusheng Town.

Chen Shi told Taoist Yu, "Fusheng Town should move to the mountains as soon as possible to cultivate fields for the future.

Also, there are other villages and towns nearby. You can go there with some scholars and send them to the mountains. Don't let them stay in their respective villages to die. If you encounter danger, you can call Wang Lingguan and it will come true."

Taoist Yu expressed his thanks.

Chen Shi took the black pot and wooden cart and left Fusheng Town.

The wooden cart drove more than a hundred miles away. Chen Shi looked back and saw that under the moonlight, the mountains and rivers were dark. Only Huofu Mountain was shrouded in the sun. A majestic god sat on the top of the mountain, with a fiery red cloak floating back.

, huffing and puffing,

It extends for dozens of miles to protect one side.

Wang Lingguan seemed to notice Chen Shi's gaze, turned his head and waved his hand from afar.

"King Xiaozhen is an interesting person. Brothers, you must meet him after you wake up."

Wang Lingguan looked at the shrines, and the figure of the respected spiritual official appeared in front of his eyes, as if they were still standing on the shrines, laughing and laughing.

At that time, when the people of the Ming Dynasty moved to Xiniu Xinzhou, one of the fleets was affected by the storm of the Dark Sea and deviated from the planned course. It was supposed to land in Xinxiang, but it deviated thousands of miles and arrived in Lingzhou, south of Gongzhou. The treasure ship was

The storm destroyed them and they had to land. However, Lingzhou Province at that time was still an uninhabited land, full of evil spirits and demons.

These Ming soldiers guarded the people on the ship and fought bloody battles. When they were about to run out of water, one of the soldiers cut his own wrist and sprinkled his blood on the dark fertile soil. He used his own blood to call Wang Lingguan and five hundred spirit officials for help.

His blood was about to be shed, and the other soldiers used their own blood to call out in unison to the protector of the ancestral land.

Wang Lingguan sensed this deep and innocent heart, but these soldiers had no idols, no divine thrones, and no incense to guide them. They had only enthusiastic hearts, and they could not come.

"We will use our remaining bodies to welcome the coming of God!"

The leading soldier sacrificed himself and drew his sword, and hundreds of other soldiers did the same, using themselves as sacrifices and statues to invite Wang Lingguan and others to come.

The clones of Wang Lingguan and Five Hundred Spiritual Officers came, took over their bodies, and fought with each other to wipe out all the demons and demons on the west coast!

The people of the Ming Dynasty who were guarded by them were grateful for the life-saving grace of Wang Lingguan and others, and built the Yushu Wang Lingguan Fire Mansion for them. When they were making statues for them, Wang Lingguan stopped these craftsmen.

"We came in the body of a righteous man, so why create another idol? The body of a righteous man is as sincere as fire and zealous as thunder.

It is the best golden body."

They sat on the shrine in the form of these mortals, and they sat there for thousands of years.

At the end of the True King's era, disasters broke out all over the place. He and the five hundred spiritual officials used the appearance of these soldiers to save the world from suffering and protect the human race's tenacious survival in that dark era.

They persisted for more than forty years, and finally the sun lit up again.

However, what ushered in was the encirclement and suppression of Despair Slope.

Five hundred of their spiritual officers died in the encirclement and suppression one after another. Only he escaped and was buried by the Taoist order.

"Brothers, it's time for us to protect the world again."

There was a fire burning in his chest, and he whispered, "Although the bodies of those five hundred soldiers are no longer here, their blood is still flowing. Protect the common people first, and then avenge the sea of ​​blood!"

On each of the shrines, streaks of rays of light were turbulent, seeming to respond to his anger and fighting spirit.

On the wooden carriage, Chen Shi thought of the childlike old man and asked Zhu Xiucai out, saying, "Teacher, is the skill used by that old man the Emperor's Purple Chen Gong?"

Zhu Xiucai thought for a moment and said: "It's very possible. However, I have only read the Ten Books of Cultivation in the True King's Treasure House, and I haven't studied the Emperor Zichen Kung Fu deeply. The Yangjiao Tomb Suppressing Beast told me that my cultivation is not enough.

If you force yourself to see the magic, you will die if you are not careful."

Chen Shi was deeply touched. He passed out many times while reading various immortal spells in the True King's Treasure House.

However, the Sheephorn Tomb Beast didn't remind him. This evil boy probably really wanted to see him die in the treasure house.

"What he practices should be Emperor Zichen Kung Fu. I once fought against Yang Bi and he used this technique. But what he has learned is only superficial."

Chen Shi thought about it, "Wang Lingguan said that after the disaster, Despair Slope came to cut down mountains and destroy temples, so I suspect that this old man is also from Despair Slope."

His eyes flashed: "Desperate Slope is completing what he had not done back then, completely eradicating all the temples of Chinese gods!"

At that time, all the temples sank and no longer appeared. It is not until now that the sun no longer exists that the temples appear.

This gives Despair Slope the opportunity to uproot these temples and avoid future troubles forever!

"But why must Despair Slope eradicate these temples?" He was puzzled.

There are many puzzling things about Despair Slope, such as sending out Sky Listeners to monitor the world, which is very suspicious.

For another example, why did Despair Slope use the immortal skills in the True King's treasure house? Did he get them from the True King? Or were those skills inherited from another source?

Despair Slope has too many secrets.

"Despair Slope wants to destroy the Chinese gods and orthodoxy, and I don't know how many people will be killed." Chen Shi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, thinking about how to kill the childlike old man.

He gave Zhu Xiucai a warning look, and his heart moved slightly. He recalled the battle between Zhu Xiucai and the child-faced old man, and said with a smile: "Teacher, your cultivation was so strong during your lifetime, are you really just a scholar?"

At this moment, Zhu Xiucai was hanging the hanging rope on the canopy of the wooden cart. He used to hang himself up and float in the wind. This made him feel much more comfortable. He said, "Of course he is a scholar. I didn't pass the exam."

Chen Shi said doubtfully: "But the teacher's talent and learning are unparalleled, and they are unprecedented. Why do you only want to be a scholar?"

Zhu Xiucai hesitated for a moment, then told the truth, "Back then, I used the surname Zhu in the scholar examination, just to tell the world that the surname Zhu has not been extinct and the blood of the true king is still there. After I won the scholarship, this matter will

It spread throughout fifty provinces and reached Xijing. After that, every time I took the exam, I failed. I took the exam a total of fourteen times."

Chen Shi had never heard him mention his story before, so he listened quietly.
To be continued...