Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

Chapter 304: Huaisheng Taoist, Fanxin Taoist!Heavenly evil Taoist!

Gradually, he has mastered some of the essence of this sword technique. Although he has not yet fully understood it, he can still perform it perfectly.

The blooming brilliance began to slowly converge and then extinguished.

Jin Yunfeng looked at the invisible flying sword condensed in the palm of his hand and murmured to himself:
"With this sword technique, there should be no problem."

……

With the upcoming incense festival, countless people came to Dayu's capital city every day.

During this period, the soldiers guarding the city were so busy that they couldn't even pay the entry fee.

Whoa!
The crisp sound of copper coins entering the basket sounded.

Two Taoist priests, one old and one young, followed the flow of people into the majestic city gate and entered the capital city of Dayu.

The old Taoist priest's robe was snow-white, consistent with the color of his beard and hair. His hands were empty and he looked poor.

The little Taoist priest is dark-skinned, with a red mole between his eyebrows, making him somewhat chubby.

He was carrying a flag with eight characters written on it: "There is spirit in heaven and earth, and there is Tao in the world."

The wide avenues in the city are paved with lapis lazuli and jade, large enough for a dozen horses to walk side by side.

The tall buildings on both sides extend towards both sides, extending as far as the eye can see.

At this time, the genius had just dawned, but there were already a lot of people on the street.

If you look carefully, you will find that there are extremely powerful auras hidden in the flow of people.

And from all directions, many cries came one after another, mixed with the aroma of food, coming towards the face.

"Is this the capital city of Dayu? It's really prosperous. Even the entrance fee is too expensive. One person costs dozens of copper coins!"

The short little Taoist priest, carrying a medium-sized flag, was still a little tired. When he saw the prosperity of Dayu's capital, for a moment, he actually forgot to feel tired.

"It is not surprising that the immortal dynasty has such a scene. It is a pity that it has already reached its peak and declined."

The old Taoist priest also looked at the scene in front of him and sighed with a complicated expression:
"Unfortunately, unfortunately..."

Although the two of them were looking in the same direction, what they saw were different.

The little Taoist saw the crowded, noisy and glorious side.

What the old Taoist priest saw was the Immortal Dragon of Luck, running across the fields and roaring into the sky, but it showed obvious fatigue, and its originally red-gold body was also stained with a layer of dim blood red.

"I don't know if Emperor Yu can still hold on..."

The next moment, the old Taoist priest looked in a certain direction and thought to himself with a solemn expression.

"How could it happen that it was prosperous and then declined?"

The little Taoist priest rubbed his shoulders and put down the Taoist flag.

puff!

The seemingly wooden flagpole actually penetrated the thick sapphire slab as soon as it was lowered. The little Taoist priest was shocked and quickly pulled it out.

"Be careful."

The old Taoist priest glared at him: "You can't afford to pay for damaging other people's things. We only have a total of more than 100 copper coins on us now!

"Oh."

The little Taoist priest smiled.

But the next breath, he was a little angry:

"Master, he is also a Taoist priest. Look at how glorious and majestic the Guichen Sect is!"

"Didn't you say that our Netherworld Taoist Temple has a long heritage, why are we in such a state of decline?"

Smelling the rich aroma in the air, the little Taoist swallowed.

"To shut up!"

The old Taoist priest had a dark face and glared at the disciple again, but looking at the disciple's aggrieved look, he sighed in his heart.

His name is Huaisheng, and the young Taoist priest named Fanxin is his disciple. They are the only two people left in the Netherworld Taoist Temple today.

The Netherworld Taoist Temple is the Taoist tradition left by Lord Netherworld. It stands to reason that it should be extremely glorious now.

It is a pity that the founding purpose of Netherworld Taoist Temple is to protect the human world. Taoists with clerical positions are for the light, but they are for the dark and have no chance to show their holiness in front of others.

But if that was the case, they wouldn't be in such a miserable state.

The key turning point occurred after the Nether Lord disappeared.

The inheritance of Netherworld Taoist Temple is somewhat different from all the cultivation sects in the world.

The difference is that the Netherworld Taoist Temple does not have all kinds of advanced Taoist techniques, exercises, or magical powers, but only one secret technique.

Please ask God for help.

As the name suggests, their power comes from the Lord of the Netherworld, the many ghosts and gods in the Netherworld.

Anyone as small as a demon, ghost or Taoist, as large as the Seven Lords of the Netherworld, or even the Lord of the Netherworld can borrow its power.

However, after Lord Netherworld disappeared, their upper limit for inviting gods suddenly dropped from Lord Netherworld to that of Taoist Demons and Ghosts, which was extremely miserable.

"We're selling steamed buns! Freshly baked steamed buns!"

"Delicious tofu puffs...some are sweet and some are salty!"

"Cooking cakes! Cooking cakes!"

In the ears of the two of them, various hawking sounds kept coming.

Old Taoist Huaisheng sighed, took out six copper coins, bought two pieces of cooking cakes, and handed one of them to his disciple:
"Let's make do with some. It's not easy in the capital city of Dayu. In other cities, one piece of cooking cake and one copper plate are enough. In some small counties, one copper plate can buy two pancakes."

"A piece of cooking cake here costs three copper coins."

The little Taoist priest Fanxin swallowed and took the cake.

For practitioners, fasting is a necessary skill, but who would be willing to fast if they can only eat?

The two masters and apprentices squatted on the side of the avenue, eating cooking cakes, and exchanged a few words during the process.

"You still need to practice more on Bigu."

The old Taoist priest Huaisheng twirled his fingers and wiped them on his clothes.

Fanxin, a little Taoist boy, rolled his eyes and sighed:

"Master, if it doesn't work, just expel me from the master's school."

"Even if I do some other small business and don't practice Taoism, I won't starve to death."

Netherworld Taoist Temple practices the method of inviting gods. The more powerful the gods are, the more powerful they become.

In the Netherworld Taoist Temple, there was even a senior who had only practiced for three years before he invited Venerable Baiyou and used him to kill him instantly with one move. This was a record of the ninth major real person in the Return to the Void Realm.

It is absolutely impossible for any sect to achieve this effect.

But on the contrary, the constraints are also great.

Whichever god you want to invite, you must make your character, appearance, demeanor, etc., infinitely closer to that god.

For example, Huaisheng Laodao is slovenly and unkempt, because Kuishen is like that.

God Kui is catching ghosts, do you want money?

Since God Kui doesn’t want it, can you have it?
There are too many constraints like this.

Once it is broken, the invited God will no longer be effective.

For example, there was once a certain senior who was extremely greedy for oral pleasure and loved to eat beef most in his life.

Then, what he invited was a bull's head, and he was beaten by the latter.

"Once you enter the Netherworld Taoist Temple, even if you die, you are still the ghost of the Netherworld Taoist Temple!"

Old Huaisheng said, his face turned dark:
"In our Netherworld Taoist Temple, we can only clean up the sect, but not expel the disciples!
"Master, I just said that casually."

Feeling that the master seemed a little angry, the little Taoist priest Fanxin stuck out his tongue and suddenly did not dare to speak loudly.

"Let's see how this incense conference progresses."

"Before coming, I asked God Kui to do a divination. This incense conference will undergo major changes. I hope there will be a turnaround."

Huaisheng Laodao patted his butt and stood up. There was no way he could really be angry with his disciple.

Because even he himself couldn't see the way forward for Netherworld Taoist Temple.

As he gradually lost contact with the netherworld, he could only use the statues of ghosts and gods worshiped by the people to invite gods.

And as Kui Shen is gradually forgotten by the world, one day, he will no longer be able to borrow Kui Shen's power.

However, although he sighed in his heart, he could not show it on his face: "Let's go, come with me to pay homage to the old master of the palace, and see if you can gain something..."

"Alas! It is not an exaggeration to say that the old master of the palace has been cultivating for thousands of years and is the strongest ghost and god. Why can't he be defeated by the leader of Guichen?"

Speaking of the old palace master, the little Taoist Fanxin sighed again.

This breath was a bit deep.

Because the god he invited was the master of Guidao Palace in the capital, Qin Wuliang!
As Netherworld gradually lost contact, Netherworld Taoist Temple still persisted for nearly a thousand years.

But from the thousands of disciples in the past, to the hundreds of disciples later, and then to the previous generation, there were only seven disciples under the sect.

Netherworld Taoist Temple, after learning from the painful experience, finally lowered the upper limit and set the goal of praying to gods on many Taoists.

However, Taoists with the priesthood of the Yin Division are not allowed to possess people. This is a rule set by Lord Netherworld.

Among the Taoists in the world, only Qin Wuliang was not within this scope.

Fanxin Taoist is the first to try.

The bet is on the possibility of this long-standing palace master taking a step forward and becoming the new king of the Netherworld.

Unexpectedly, before the good news came, the bad news that the old palace master was suppressed came.

"How can it be calculated like that?"

Huaisheng shook his head.

Cultivation in this world does not mean that the longer you live, the stronger you will become.

Monsters and ghosts live far longer than humans, but except for a few geniuses, a thousand years of cultivation is not worth the ten years or a hundred years of cultivation of human geniuses.

Even if they are all human beings, some people still stay in Tongxuan and Qihai for decades, while some people have already achieved Dragon Mansion and Tao Palace after more than ten years.

How big is the gap?

The two masters and disciples were speechless for a moment. After a moment of silence, they walked towards the direction of Guidao Mansion.

The capital of Dayu was quite prosperous, but the closer it got to Guidao Mansion, the sparsely populated it became.

The two of them were walking on a spacious avenue, and they could see the outline of Guidao Mansion in the distance, but there were only a few pedestrians on the road.

But in a place invisible to ordinary people, there is an invisible formation barrier that blocks the inflow of incense and the channels for internal and external communication.

This place has been completely isolated.

"What a ruthless means."

The little Taoist priest Fanxin couldn't help but clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

I just feel the same way.

"With this method, it is impossible for anyone to contact the old palace master without alerting others."

Just as he was talking, the old Taoist priest Huaisheng became wary, grabbed the little Taoist boy Fanxin, turned around and left.

After a few jumps, it had disappeared on the long street.

call!
The next moment, a figure landed where the two of them had just stopped.

This is a middle-aged Taoist.

His face was indifferent, he looked around, closed his eyes for a while, then frowned and said to himself:
"Strange, I just sensed someone peeping here..."

After a while, another young Taoist appeared:
"Senior Brother Qin, have you found anything?"

"People are gone."

The middle-aged Taoist's brows relaxed a little:
"In recent days, people entering the city have been mixed with dragons and snakes. It is inevitable that some people have old ties with Guidao Mansion. Next, we need to be careful."

"The Incense Festival is coming soon, we can't let this old ghost come out to cause trouble again!"

"That's what Senior Brother Qin said."

The young Taoist nodded repeatedly, but he was a little confused:

"Since the leader can suppress this old ghost, why not completely eradicate it?"

"Smash his old temple, destroy his statues, and completely eliminate future troubles?"

"The leader's intention is not something we can figure out."

"Not to mention, don't forget, who is calling the shots in this world..."

The middle-aged Taoist took a deep look at his companion and lowered his voice.

"No matter what you say, this old ghost was once a ghost and god under Lord Netherworld. The leader may be afraid that killing him will cause unnecessary backlash or other changes..."

"is it?"

The young Taoist was stunned for a moment, and then he shut up when he heard a sound of breaking through the air behind him.

……

"so close!"

A few streets later, in a hidden corner, Huaisheng Laodao breathed a sigh of relief:

"The two Guixu Realm gatekeepers, this Guichen Sect is already so tyrannical?"

The cultivators in the Guixu Realm are not a big deal, and the leaders of some small sects are only at this level.

Here, they are just guarding the gate, which shows how powerful the Guichen Sect is.

You know, at this time, the Incense Conference is about to be held, and most of the Guichen Sect Taoists have been arranged to pick up the guests.

"Fanxin, please give it a try. Can you invite the old palace master to come here?"

Taoist Huaisheng withdrew his eyes, did not look back, and ordered his disciples.

The method of inviting gods they practice is a secret technique passed down by Lord Netherworld.

No matter where they are, they can communicate with the gods they invite. The formation barrier can block the incense, but it cannot prevent them from inviting the gods.

The little Taoist priest Fanxin's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to speak, but could not speak.

Because a palm had already landed on his shoulder.

"Um?!"

Taoist Huaisheng noticed something was wrong. When he turned around, his pupils suddenly shrank!
"Lord Guichen!?"

Behind the little Taoist priest Fanxin, there stood a Taoist priest wearing red clothes and with an evil look on his face.

That Taoist had a slender figure and a sinister aura, but his face was clearly that of Guichen Cult Master!

"Yes and no."

"Compared with Guichen Cult Leader, I like the world more. Call me Tianxie!"

The red-clothed Taoist had a sinister look on his face and glanced at Taoist Huaisheng coldly.

"At the end of the ancient times, Lord Netherworld emerged from the sky, suppressed the Seven Heroes and Three Violences, and wiped out the evildoers in the world. At the cost of his own essence and blood, he transferred all the Yin Qi in the world and turned it into Netherworld, establishing the system of ghosts and gods of the Yin Division. ."

"After that, he no longer set foot in the human world, but left a Taoist tradition in the world, called Netherworld Taoist Temple, a technique of inviting gods, which once made countless monks afraid..."

The leader of Guichen, or Taoist Tianxie, turned his eyes faintly, with a hint of disdain and ridicule:

"But now that I see it, I'm so disappointed!"

Anything that has something to do with Lord Netherworld must be the existence that attracts everyone's attention, let alone the orthodoxy he once left behind.

Although the Netherworld Taoist Temple is low-key, it cannot escape the eyes of interested people.

He naturally knew the name of Taoist Huaisheng, but it was a pity that even though he had practiced to the point where he could transform into Kuishen.

But God Kui has disappeared, and the power of the art of inviting gods has been greatly reduced, but it is no longer worth mentioning.

"Tian Xie? The rumors in the cultivation world are indeed true. You really have more than one incarnation!"

Taoist Huaisheng's heart sank, he took a deep breath and slowly said:

"But I didn't expect that you actually made the avatar have self-awareness. If you are really a madman, aren't you afraid of being backlashed?"

"Haha... how can an ant understand my vision?"

Taoist Tianxie, with a calm demeanor and a hint of joking:
"From the moment you entered Dayu's capital city, you have fallen into my hands."

"The Incense Conference is about to be held. It would be great if we could ask the descendants of Lord Netherworld to witness it."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and the cuffs instantly opened wide.

Breathing in and out of evil air currents, he will soon give birth to a Taoist.

Completely covered!

(End of this chapter)