Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 603
stop?

How could the Taoist priests of the East Pole View stop.If they don't stop, reciting Taoist scriptures can also help Zhao Dongji suppress the devouring of the magic sword. If he stops chanting, relying on Zhao Dongji alone, I am afraid that Zhao Dongji will lose control immediately and become a puppet of the magic sword.

Will Zhao Dongji, who has become a puppet of the magic sword, start killing?
They dare not gamble.

They still didn't trust this comrade they met for the first time.

Zhang Qingyun instantly understood what the Taoist priest Dongji was thinking, and grabbed it with both hands, and the long sword floating on Zhao Dongji's head slowly separated from Zhao Dongji.The long sword was threatened, exuding traces of sword intent.

And in the sword intent, there is a hint of magic.

The long sword sent out the sword intent instinctively, and Zhao Dongji felt his head became clearer.He opened his eyes and saw that Zhang Qingyun's hands were shining with chaotic light. These hands held the long sword floating above his head with a friendly atmosphere. At this moment, the long sword had broken away from the center that controlled his soul. At this moment, he It seems to see freedom.

Zhao Dongji's heart was full of gratitude, he almost didn't hold on, and became the long sword's puppet.From then on, there is only the magic sword in my heart, and the killing is unlimited.

"what?"

The Taoist priests of Dongji Temple are just ordinary people, and they can't see the long sword floating above Zhao Dongji's head.The pain on Zhao Dongji's face lessened, and his face was full of gratitude. They were shocked: "Chanting, it's useful!"

The strange fellow really lied to them that chanting was useful, but the strange fellow asked them to stop chanting.Could it be that this strange comrade wanted to harm Zhao Dongji?
They were dissatisfied and suspicious, but they saw that chanting was useful to Zhao Dongji, so they paid more attention.

The sound of chanting is louder and more orderly.

Zhang Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly: "Heh, they are mortal wombs with naked eyes, how can they see the mysteriousness of practitioners?"

You can see it right away, the phantom of the long sword on Zhao Dongji's head slowly solidified, Zhang Qingyun closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, both eyes and one eye were like endless black holes, devouring everything.The other eye was pale with brilliance.

"scold"

Tongue burst into spring thunder, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

A group of Taoist priests who were chanting scriptures, their eyes went dark, their minds went blank, and their hearts felt very uncomfortable.

They suddenly saw, on Zhao Dongji's head, an incomparably solid long sword, which was only about ten centimeters long, exuded traces of red light, and was wrapped into a ball by clusters of chaotic light.

Zhang Qingyun's palms, as if going deep into the fog, started at the wrist, and Zhang Qingyun's palm disappeared.

The long sword exuding red light slowly left above Zhao Dongji's head, and they clearly saw a red light connecting to the top of Zhao Dongji's head, as if it had taken root.

"Zhao Daoyou, do you want to get rid of the control of the magic sword, lose all your cultivation base, and gain freedom, or do you want to seal the magic sword, but you are connected with the magic sword, so you may not be able to suppress it?"

This is the consequence of sacrificing the soul, and the choice of magic weapon is extremely important.Choose the weapon of the righteous way, you are the person of the righteous way, choose the thing of the devil way, you are the person of the devil way.

The long sword chosen by Zhao Dongji is a magic weapon.The red silk thread is connected to Zhao Dongji's soul Zhang Qingyun gave Zhao Dongji a choice.

"Fellow."

Zhao Dongji felt a tingling sensation from his soul. At this moment, he felt that the magic sword and his soul were in a state of inseparability.

He was extremely reluctant to let go of that powerful feeling, but he was extremely afraid of being controlled by the magic sword: "I choose to get rid of the control of the magic sword!"

With this kind of heart, I chose to help, and it was indeed right.

Zhang Qingyun nodded with satisfaction: "Fellow Taoist, please sit down cross-legged. Your demons have passed. Pindao still has a third choice, which is to get rid of the temptation of the magic sword. Seal the demonic nature of this sword, and transform the demonic sword into a weapon of righteousness"

In the long sword, a demon in the foundation-building realm was sealed. Now this demon has become a sword spirit, and he needs to believe in a gentle demon to seal his demonic nature.Furthermore, when the magic sword is taken out, Zhao Dongji's soul, half of the power of the three souls and seven souls will disappear. Even if Zhao Dongji does not become a fool, he will not be able to practice in this life
Zhao Dongji gave him a good feeling, and Zhang Qingyun planned to help him.

There are many disadvantages of sacrificing the soul, so Zhao Dongji can only continue on this path
"Thank you buddy!"

Zhao Dong was overjoyed, and quickly sat down cross-legged, while Zhang Qingyun also sat cross-legged on the ground, making mudras with both hands, one by one, landed on the long sword, the red radiance on the long sword gradually faded, and traces of radiance spread out out.

The Taoist priests who were chanting were shocked and looked at Zhang Qingyun in disbelief.How could it be that their chanting played a role? This strange Taoist priest was helping them, the only Taoist in the East Pole View!
One hundred and eight handprints, controlling the power of one hundred and eight groups of incense, sealed in the magic sword.

Beads of sweat gradually dripped from Zhang Qingyun's forehead.Zhang Qingyun has just entered the foundation building realm, and his mana is not high: "If I have the Yangshen realm, I can relax a lot."

In the realm of the Yin God, the cultivator's own mana has not been improved much compared to the establishment of the foundation, mainly because the soul power has been improved, but the Yang God is different, and the mana will have a qualitative change.

The realm of building foundations condenses true energy, the realm of yin gods, the real essence does not improve much, and the realm of yang gods is considered mana.

"Congeal!"

Zhang Qingyun stretched out his hand and pointed, the long sword trembled, let out a soft moan, and landed on Zhao Dongji's head again.The long sword fell vertically and sank into Zhao Dongji's Nigongwan.

Zhao Dongji's body burst, and his breath burst out, breaking through the restraint in an instant, condensing the unique breath of the eighth heaven of Qi training, and vaguely, still improving.Zhao Dongji opened his eyes, "Fellow Daoist."

Zhang Qingyun's face was a little pale, and he was dripping with sweat, obviously his cultivation had been overdrawn.

Zhang Qingyun shook his head slightly, and stood up: "I'll just take a break. Fellow Daoist can continue to break through the restriction of the fairy sword. This sword is not low in level. If there is no accident, Fellow Daoist will be able to achieve the foundation-building realm within three years. Recently, , can break through the ninth level of Qi training."

Zhao Dongji's face was full of gratitude, the magic sword turned into a fairy sword, this method made him admire very much.This sword almost turned him into a puppet, so Zhao Dongji hurriedly bowed his hands to Master Changfeng: "Master, please leave for now, and talk about what you have to say later. Fellow Daoist Zhang needs to rest."

A group of Taoist priests had a lot to say, but seeing Zhang Qingyun like this, they withdrew silently.Zhao Changfeng cupped his fists at Zhang Qingyun, bowed deeply, and turned to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, there is nothing wrong with being poor."

Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly: "I know fellow daoist has something to ask, if you have any questions, feel free to ask, after I recover, I will leave."

Zhang Qingyun's kung fu is special. At this time, the kung fu works on its own, and it doesn't take half an hour to recover.

"Friend Daoist, this sword."

Zhao Dongji stretched out his hand, and the long sword suddenly appeared in his palm, exuding a brilliant aura of righteousness: "Will there be any problems in the future?"

Zhang Qingyun nodded: "In this sword, an evil spirit was sealed by a Taoist senior. The specific cultivation level of the evil spirit can only be seen as the foundation-building state. What kind of cultivation level was before the seal, the poor Taoist can't tell. This Taoist Senior, maybe you need to use the Dao of Killing to grind and kill this demon, if it weren't for being disturbed by people, this sword and the demon would have already dissipated in the past hundred years."

Zhao Dongji's expression was uncertain: "I see."

"Fellow daoists don't have to worry. The poor dao has already sealed the demons. When fellow daoists are in the Taoist temple, they can use the power of incense and fire to continue grinding and killing demons. At most half a year, the demons can be destroyed, and this sword will not be damaged, and its quality will remain Improve some."

The incense fire in Dongji Temple is quite strong, so I am not afraid that there will be no incense fire to grind and kill evil spirits.

"besides."

Zhang Qingyun looked away from the long sword: "Fellow Daoist, use this sword with caution, the more blood it stains, it will definitely affect the seal."

Zhao Dongji put away his long sword: "Fellow Daoist, is this way feasible?"

Zhao Dongji discovered that this kind of Taoism was extremely restrictive. Now that he completely accepted the sword and sacrificed his soul, Zhao Dongji finally realized the disadvantages of this method of sacrificing the soul.

The mana is provided by the sacrificial artifacts, and the true qi in the dantian is exhausted, and I have no skills to replenish. Everything needs to be gifted slowly by the magical artifacts, which will take a certain amount of time.

This is a fatal shortcoming for practitioners.

Secondly, since the soul is sacrificed, everyone will be honored, and everyone will be lost.If the magic weapon is damaged, as the sacrificer, he will also be injured accordingly.

Not only that, in the future, the cultivation base will eventually have an end point because of the grade of the magic weapon itself, and there will be no future possibility.

"Fellow Daoist already understands, why bother to ask the poor Daoist again?"

Zhang Qingyun sighed slightly: "If there is no such method, how much confidence do fellow Taoists have to enter the Tao?"

Dongji Temple has been passed down for more than 800 years, so it cannot be said that there is no way to practice it.Even in the previous life, because the 50 people walking have collected and destroyed the mysterious cultivation methods, even if the Dongji Temple only has a simple way to enter the Tao, with sufficient aptitude, you can enter the Tao.

Zhao Dongji is 23 years old and has practiced for nine years. Even if his talent is moderate, he has already entered Taoism. Taoism is difficult, and one in a million is chosen, and not everyone yearns for Taoism, and the talent for Taoism may not be the best.

The requirements for entering Taoism are extremely high, otherwise, for thousands of years, from the Song Dynasty, when Taoism was the most prosperous, to hundreds of years now, it is impossible for very few people to pass on their names.

Zhao Dongji suddenly realized, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, fellow daoist, for clarifying the confusion."

Zhao Dongji got up and left: "Fellow daoist, restore yourself first, I have some secrets later, I will tell my friends."

If he does not sacrifice his soul, he is afraid that he will have no hope of entering the Tao and go to a side door for the rest of his life. He is already satisfied with the foundation-building realm in the future.Zhang Qingyun frowned and reminded: "Fellow Daoist, it is also the future to improve the rank of the magic weapon."

Zhao Dongji's body trembled, his face full of expectation.

"Daoyou means"

Looking outside Dongji, Zhang Qingyun and Zhao Dongji walked side by side: "Is there something mysterious in this world?"

Nodding his head, Zhao Dongji's face was full of solemnity: "After the opening up, all laws will be unified, and the influx of foreign races at home and abroad will bring too much uncertainty. , it was when he came back from Kunlun that he was seriously injured, so he passed this sword to me."

Is this world different from the world I knew before?
Zhang Qingyun raised his head and looked up at the sky, or... After practicing Taoism in the previous life, the world's mysteries have been hidden?

He hadn't heard any news about the emergence of the world-shocking sea monster in the East China Sea in Kunlun.Moreover, as Zhao Dongji said, the gate of ghosts is closed in several places, without the rules, it can no longer be closed, and wandering spirits and ghosts roam the world.
"Fellow Daoist, the world of great contention is about to begin. Fellow Daoist Master Yunsheng, Uncle Yunsheng, I'm afraid he will start the world with his own body!"

Zhang Qingyun was a little startled, he suddenly remembered that in his previous life, Master Yun Sheng had said a word before he became immortal: "It's a pity that the gate of heaven has not opened, and the world of great struggle has not yet begun."

The World of Great Controversy? !
Tianmen?

Zhang Qingyun's heart is extremely complicated. Even if the world of great struggle opens and the gate of heaven opens, will his master have a chance to survive?

Will this have an impact on the world, will future generations suffer?
Stopping and stopping, Zhao Dongji sent him several miles away: "Fellow Daoist, I will practice in the Taoist temple for three months, and I will travel around the world, destroying demons and demons, and creating the world. This is my mission."

Under Zhao Dongji's watchful eye, Zhang Qingyun stepped out in one step, and was already more than ten meters away, and disappeared in a few steps.Zhao Dongji withdrew his gaze: "You Zhang Daoyou is a talent beyond the sky, I am afraid that I will not be able to match it in my life. I will use my useful body to defend Yanhuang!"

Zhao Dongji turned his palm over, holding the long sword in his hand: "From now on, you will be called Wei Daojian."

He originally named him Yanhuang, fearing that the sword would not be of high quality and would be jealous of the heavens, so he took a step back and took Weidao.

The Wei Dao sword blew softly, exuding a sense of coolness
Zhang Qingyun was not in a hurry to return to the Taoist Temple this time, and wandered outside for half a month before arriving at the Temple of Heavenly Masters.The gate of the Temple of Heavenly Master is still closed, but there is a note in the secret place on the door: "Good boy, you can leave with peace of mind when you see how the Taoist Temple looks like this."

Zhang Qingyun's heart tightened. This is Master Yunsheng's handwriting: "Master, do you intend not to come back, and you are outside?"

In the previous life, he could help the master collect the corpse, but in this life, is there no chance for the master to collect the corpse?

Zhang Qingyun felt bitter: "Master, I don't know what secrets you have, but what you have done, I am afraid that you will end up with no success in the end, and there is no chance of returning to the Taoist temple in the end."

Pushing open the gate of the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun's face changed.

In the Taoist temple, a young man and a middle-aged man were dying, lying three to five meters inside the gate of the Taoist temple.In the distance, there are more than a dozen ghost figures, swaying, looking for a way out.

"I haven't been here for half a month, not only the Taoist temple has entered the thief, but also a dozen ghosts have entered?"

Those dozen or so ghosts, eight wandering souls, three resentful spirits, and two evil spirits. Looking at the sky, Zhang Qingyun sighed: "You can't live without doing your own crimes."

Two thieves entered the Taoist temple, how to deal with it?

After all, they know the secret of the Taoist temple.But after thinking about it, the world probably won't believe what the two thieves said.Stepping on the strange asynchronous method, the scenery before Zhang Qingyun's eyes was constantly changing, mountains, rivers, deserts and Gobi, like the reincarnation of the world, Zhang Qingyun didn't look at it at all.

This is an illusion of the formation. If you don't know the mystery of the formation, you can only fall into it.

"It's okay. I'm still angry."

The two thieves were not dead yet, Zhang Qingyun fetched water and fed them to drink, the two thieves woke up slowly, when they saw Zhang Qingyun, their expressions changed wildly: "Little Taoist"

In the past, they must have looked down on this little Taoist priest, not paying attention at all.But now. After experiencing the mysterious formation, entering the Taoist temple is like entering the desert. For three full days, they have experienced life and death!
There was some panic in his eyes, Zhang Qingyun had no interest in interrogating at all, and chose to call the police directly.

There is a road here in the Taoist temple, but the road is very narrow and vehicles cannot pass.In front of the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun was sitting outside the doorway. The two thieves were very weak. The police arrived and took them away.
Returning to the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun looked at a dozen ghosts: "I don't know how much merit I can get?"

(End of this chapter)