Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 147
The matter of Yangshou is still far away. If the magic power is about to pass 300 years, and some things for crossing the catastrophe are prepared, they can be used at any time to draw the spirit and soul away from the disaster.

As long as you live through it, your lifespan can be increased to a maximum of 300 years, and your mana can be cultivated to 500 years.

If Yangshou wants to pass 300 years, he has to overcome the decay of his body.

If the mana is about to pass 500 years, there will be another catastrophe, which is also the first of the three disasters for becoming an immortal.

What exactly are the "three disasters", Yang Jian and others are secretive, and Liu Qiao only has a vague guess, but doesn't know everything.

As for the heterogeneous, it is different from human beings. 500 years of human cultivation is at least equivalent to 3000 years of heterogeneous cultivation.

It is mainly a different kind of practice, rolling the needle and grinding the needle, which is extremely slow, but the life is long and the time is wasted.

Like a dragon with a beard and a tiger, its spirit has come, and it takes 200 years of practice to accumulate mana for 300 years. This is because it used to eat a lot of people, so it is fast.

Like Chang Long, who eats a fairy fruit at birth, and eats another fairy fruit at the end, and has cultivated 1000 years of mana at the age of more than [-] years. Among the monsters, he is almost a scorpion shit, the only one.

Chang Long's life expectancy is three times that of a human body, but in this way, he lived to be [-] years old after two sword disasters and one fire disaster.

The two sword soldiers were robbery, the first time he was hunted down by Tian Laizi, and fled to the Central Plains to avoid it, the second time he was in a daze, his spirit was low, and he was almost beheaded by Liu Qiao.

Once during an internal calamity, when he was refining Qi, he suddenly burst into flames. It was a fire of ignorance and formlessness, burning mana, and trying to burn the internal organs.

He almost turned his body into fly ash, but Chang Long survived in the end, and used it to practice the Kwai Shui Taoism.

As for how he survived, Liu Qiao asked many times in the past, but Chang Long also kept secret, couldn't explain clearly, but his face was full of fear.

From this it can be seen that within Zhou Tian, ​​gods, humans, demons, ghosts, all the supernatural beings are not as carefree as mortals imagine.

At least if you can't survive the disaster, you can't extend your lifespan, and sooner or later your lifespan will be exhausted.Disasters cannot be avoided, and the body will die at any time, leaving no ashes.

In addition, there are the calamity of swords and soldiers, the diseases of the eight sufferings, and various external calamities.

The so-called "Fortune" true immortal is not free from disasters and difficulties, but the merit is profound, there is no external calamity, and the internal calamity of three disasters and eight disasters still has to be overcome.

"Since there are disasters for immortals and demons, there must be disasters for the holy. In this way, it is not safe to become a god, and the gods may not be all for the title..." Liu Qiao was full of thoughts.

Qi refiners have disasters and disasters, it doesn't make sense for gods to have no disasters and disasters, otherwise, everyone will rush to become gods, and no one will cultivate immortals.

But these things are limited to the fact that Liu Qiao's knowledge is too shallow after all, and he does not belong to the top class of the Three Realms. No one will tell him, and he can't guess these secrets.

"It's no wonder Master said that I couldn't become an immortal at the beginning... No wonder the Great Immortal was cut off from the cold cave and returned to the ruins... No wonder the Great Sage of Tianwu and the Patriarch of Shengyi all sat down one after another..."

Among the Three Realms, the only ones who can live forever and be the same king as the world are the true immortals.

But even if the Twelve Immortal Heads of Yuxu have at least 500 years of mana.

He has not yet achieved the true immortality, and that step is like a moat, making people desperate.

It's just that I don't know how many years are the twelve uncles who have lived for thousands of years?
How many of them can prove to be true immortals in the end, and be like kings in the world?
But at least a few people should perish in the end... to accompany hundreds of talented seniors in the Nine Dragons Golden Palace back then.

In Kunlun Nine Dragons Golden Palace, there are hundreds of fairy terraces, all of which are surrounded by Taoist rhymes, and all of their owners were extremely talented.

They should all be the true disciples of the leader, who has been accepted since ancient times.

In the past, Liu Qiao was ignorant and thought that these "predecessors" had already passed away, so they were silent and unknown in the Three Realms.

But now, there is already some speculation about where these "senior" uncles have gone...

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Kunlun, Yuxu Palace.

In the past, the Immortal Palace, which was full of rays of light and full of auspicious aura, has returned to silence today, without any atmosphere, just like an ordinary Taoist temple.

In the palace, the ten thousand zhang dharma disappeared without knowing when, only the infinite dao rhyme on the lotus seat still existed.

……

Nine Dragons Golden Tower, above the central altar, a middle-aged Taoist with a face like a full moon and three long beards suddenly appeared.

Neither tall nor strong, with ordinary body and appearance, no crown and scarf, and ordinary clothes.

Ordinary enough to seem to have seen "Him", looking back, I can't remember what "Him" looked like.

It seems to be an invisible "Tao", a human form manifested out of thin air.

The Taoist stood with his hands behind his back, rubbing the jade Ruyi in his hands, and looked expressionlessly at the hundreds of stone platforms in the golden palace of Nine Dragons.

The eyes are deep, and there seems to be endless years flowing in them, and the spring and autumn seem to be stagnant at this moment.

In a trance, the surroundings are thousands of miles away, silent, and the void changes.

Everything seems to go back in time, and stop at a certain moment in the ancient times, in a certain time and space.

On the high platform, there are ten thousand feet of dharma, three thousand feet of Qingyun, and ten thousand golden lotuses, floating up and down.

The ancient trees in the surrounding mountains are towering, and the strange beasts and cranes are flying every now and then, but it is primitive and wild, and the turbidity is initially settled.

Under the stage, more than a hundred people were bustling with each other, and they all sat down to listen to lectures, or wore animal skin skirts, topless, or tied their hair with grass stems.

On the stage, the ten thousand-zhang Dharma preached the Three Vehicles, pointing directly at the Hunyuan Daoguo, and under the altar, more than a hundred immortals concentrated on enlightenment.

Dharma Master Wanzhang on the stage suddenly felt something, as if after an infinite amount of time, he and the middle-aged Taoist looked at each other.

In an instant, Wanzhang Dharma Aspect knew the past and future, and looked at the disciples who were surrounded by dao rhyme, and the hundreds of disciples were expressionless, only a trace of inexplicable sadness appeared in their eyes.

"You are me, but the future and the present are invisible, and I don't want to know what the future will be... This is my time and space, get out!" Wanzhang Dharma Xiang proudly waved Yu Ruyi, covering everything.

In an instant, endless time flowed, and the surrounding miles were restored to their original state again.

The middle-aged Taoist is still standing in the Golden Tower of Kowloon with his hands behind his back, the place where the ten thousand-foot Dharma Prime Minister sat and preached.

As in the past, the bleak autumn wind blows, showing loneliness.

Under the stage, more than a hundred stone platforms are empty, and spider silk and dust are everywhere.

The Taoist turned his head suddenly, looking through the void, he looked at Wanzhangfa who was also sitting on the altar in a fairy palace thousands of miles away.

The dharma statue overseas sighed, and the inexplicable voice traveled thousands of miles, only these two people could hear it: "Brother Dao, in this endless time and space, besides me and the Supreme Being, you are the only one..."

Above Nine Heavens, in the Palace of Eight Views in Xuandu, the same imposing figure also smiled inexplicably, with a hint of exclamation in the smile.

The Taoist shook his head, and after a long silence, he raised his head and said: "There will always be someone in my generation, among these countless beings..."

Immediately, the body shape dissipated with the wind, and in Yuxu Palace, the celestial light and auspicious energy rose again, and the ten thousand-foot dharma figure sat on the lotus platform without making a sound.

The overseas Dharma Minister also sighed and remained silent. After a while, an inexplicable Taoist voice came: "After this life, I will break through the great thousand and incarnate into nothingness in Hengsha. What do brothers Xuandu think..."

In the Palace of Eight Views, there was no response and no sound.

On the contrary, in Yuxu Palace, there was a Taoist voice, and he continued: "I am leaving too, the world of form and quality is too boring..."

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Xiqi, Xiangfu, in a quiet room.

"If I remember correctly, the next one is the top ten..." Liu Qiao carefully recalled the movies and TV dramas he watched in his previous life.

Not like Nezha and the others, after repelling Grand Master Wen, they immediately let Nanshan go, and everyone played freely, carefree.

Liu Qiao has some memories from later generations, and also has some guesses about what will happen next, so he has no intention of playing around at all.

The Ten Absolute Formation is very powerful, even if the Twelve Immortals enter the formation, if they are not prepared, they can only die.

It is necessary to send people with mana into the formation in advance, and only by dying can the fierce and evil spirit in the formation be vented, and then the twelve immortals can break it calmly.

If Liu Qiao remembers correctly, Han Dulong and Xue Ehu were on the list in this formation.

Ordinarily, there is a certain number of people who break the formation, so Liu Qiao doesn't have to worry at all.

But now that Liu Qiao himself is an additional variable, it's hard to say who should go to the sacrifice.

After all, the masters of Han Dulong and Xue Ehu are Daoxing Tianzun, and the background is much tougher than Liu Qiao.

Although these two people will be on the list sooner or later, but at present they don't have much credit. Being on the list at night means that they have the opportunity to make more contributions.

Thinking in another way, if Liu Qiao is the Dao Xing Tianzun, he must hope that his disciples will be on the list later, at least to increase the position of the god.

And under Jiang Shang's sect, Liu Qiao and Longxuhu are the two with mana.

If all of them were used in the sacrificial formation, it would be more or less suspected of bullying Jiang Shang's lineage, but if one was used in the sacrificial formation, Jiang Shang would not be able to say anything.

Although according to Liu Qiao's estimate, it is likely to be a dragon with a beard and a tiger, but this matter is not guaranteed, at least there is still a half chance that it is him.

So this is a catastrophe in front of us. If one does not operate well, he will be on the list. Huang Ting Daoguo will stop everything.

As for the task of compiling the "Immortal Industry Bitmap", it is not enough to be a talisman.

After being on the list, you can also compile the catalog. After all, after Bai Jian is on the list, you can still lead the gods.

Liu Qiao is not afraid of not being on the list, but the main reason is that he has been paddling until now, and his credit is only for killing four generals.

If you enter the list early, you are afraid that the gods will be inferior, and it will not be miserable if you meet enemies with higher gods than yourself in the future.

After thinking hard for a long time, I couldn't figure out a way to break the situation, so I could only take one step at a time.

He comforted himself in his heart, as long as he could be listed as a god, he would be satisfied, at least he could have a career and live forever.

Liu Qiao got up and walked out of the quiet room, and saw Long Xuhu sitting outside the door silently, and Wu Ji dozing off.

"Two junior brothers, thank you for your hard work..." Liu Qiao cupped his hands and said.

Wu Ji quickly jumped up from the ground, waved his hands and said, "It's my honor to be able to protect the Dharma for my brother..."

Liu Qiao smiled and said nothing, Wu Ji really owed himself.

The last time he interrupted his practice, he was blamed and should have been punished with fifty lashes, but Liu Qiao saved him and pulled him over to protect the law to atone for his previous crime.

Long Xuhu asked: "Senior brother, is the practice accomplished this time?"

Liu Qiao shook his head, troubled in his heart, but still smiled and said: "I haven't finished my work yet, thank you for protecting the Dharma, junior brother, there will be rewards later."

Longxuhu didn't owe Liu Qiao anything, he was completely brought by Wu Jilu as a companion. Hearing that his brother was practicing kung fu, Longxuhu guarded outside the door without hesitation.

These days, the two of them are on duty in shifts, and no one is allowed to come in to disturb them.

"By the way, a senior brother came here a few days ago, called Lei Zhenzi. Master sent someone to ask the senior brother to get acquainted with him, but the two of us stopped him." Long Xuhu said.

Liu Qiao nodded and said, "I know him, where are they now?"

"Lei Zhenzi turned out to be the king's brother, so he naturally lives in the palace, but he usually comes here during the day to play with Nezha and others." Wu Ji pouted.

Long Xuhu also said: "They are all in the front yard now, and Master is also here."

"Oh? Then I'd like to go and have a look, just to get acquainted."

After saying that, the three of them walked forward together, and as soon as they reached the front hall, they heard bursts of commotion.

Jiang Shang sat at the head, and all the three generations of disciples Nezha, Yang Jian and others were talking and laughing.

"Fellow Taoists, you are so at ease..." Liu Qiao led the two dragons, beards and tigers in suddenly, and bowed to Jiang Shang, "Master!"

Jiang Shang nodded with a smile, and all three generations of disciples came to greet him and said, "Senior brother Liu, I heard that you practiced in seclusion, how are you doing? Have you become those tricks again?"

"Damn, I'm just sitting on the futon, I don't make any progress..." Liu Qiao nodded at Yang Jian and the others.

Nezha said: "Meditating and practicing Zen is not as good as wielding a sword. Even if the futon sits to death, you can gain some understanding."

Liu Qiao smiled and said nothing, saw that there was one more person, who was about ten feet tall, stood out from the crowd, with a blue face and red hair, and fangs up and down, so he asked, "But Daoist Brother Lei Zhenzi?"

"A certain family is Lei Zhenzi. I have the least understanding of Taoism. I dare not call you brother. Brother Liu Dao will be the leader!"

After Lei Zhenzi finished speaking, he bowed with a big gift and said, "Thank you brother Dao for saving my father first, and then helping my elder brother as a fairy!"

Lei Zhenzi is Ji Chang's hundred son, and Liu Qiao rescued Ji Chang once, and he has the kindness of saving his father and helping his brother, so when they met, Lei Zhenzi paid a respectful visit.

But in fact, Ji Chang was a holy king, even if Liu Qiao didn't act at that time, nothing would happen, some experts were willing to help.

Liu Qiao quickly went up to help him up, saying: "It's not a big gift, we all come from the same family, we are all like brothers, it's just a matter of little effort."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, it was considered a preliminary acquaintance, they got to know each other well, and they agreed to go to battle to help each other in the future.

There is nothing wrong with the left and right, all the disciples of the three generations of interpretation and teaching are considered to be of the same generation, and they are all Taoists, so they chatted in the hall and chatted about the world.

Jiang Shang was the first to deal with the official affairs of the military aircraft, and would interrupt from time to time to chat with everyone.

Liu Qiao also pulled Yang Jian over, asking east and west, asking for some secrets of the fairy family that are only known in the real world.

While everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion was discussing the general situation of the world, they suddenly heard shouts of killing outside.

Jiang Shang stopped the crowd's clamor, frowned and said, "It seems that Grand Master Wen has received reinforcements again, and they are here to kill them!"

It has been more than a month since the last time I killed and retreated to hear about the grand master's soldiers and horses.

Everyone is not surprised to hear that the grand master dispatched troops and horses again to come again, but they have been waiting for a long time.

After all, if you can kill him once, you can have a second time.

Only this time, it might be different from before.

Yang Jian said: "I heard that the grand master has just been defeated, and he has been stationed in Qishan Mountain for more than a month. My disciple heard that this person is a member of the Jiejiao. You must not invite guests from heretics, and you need to be careful."

Everyone nodded, and in a short while, an official came to report: "Reporting to the Prime Minister, the imperial army has swept in again, with a battalion for more than ten miles, outside the east gate."

Jiang Shang waved away the officials, led the people out of the prime minister's mansion, and went straight to the tower to watch.

Sure enough, I heard that the Taishi's camp was quite different from the previous ones. There were ten company camps, and the camps were either gloomy, cold fog, murderous, or mournful.

More than ten streaks of black air, which can be seen by naked eyes, rushed to Xiaohan and enveloped the tent of the Chinese army.

Liu Qiao's heart tightened slightly. Looking at the light, he knew that the Lord of Ten Heavens had arrived.

He said to Jiang Shang: "Master, the weather in that company camp is extraordinary, there must be someone who is skilled in sorcery, you have to be careful."

I remember that Jiang Shang was teased by Shi Tianjun and almost died.

Specifically, Liu Qiao couldn't remember clearly, and it was difficult to explain clearly. After all, this kind of prior knowledge was not what Liu Qiao should have. How should he explain it?
When Jiang Shang heard this, he was full of doubts and said: "You are always in the right way, two religions and one family, why can you still trick me?"

After saying that, he turned and went down the city nonchalantly.

Liu Qiao frowned slightly, but he didn't want to say much, and said to Yang Jian and others, "I see these battalion leaders are full of evil spirits. If the enemy will ask Master to go out for a while, everyone must follow me to advise."

Nezha, Huang Tianhua and the others were puzzled and just nodded to show they understood.

Yang Jian also said cautiously: "What Senior Brother Liu said is true, we are not afraid of these things, but we are afraid that the thieves will use tricks to assassinate Master Uncle and King Wu."

　The state is not good, let’s write a chapter first. If there is no accident, I should be able to code a chapter tonight. Anyway, I don’t know what happened these few days, and suddenly I can’t enter the state. The code word is getting slower and slower. I also want to There are hundreds of thousands of daily updates, but I can't do it...

　　
　
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