Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 175 Daoji, inspiration

as he speaks.

"hiss"

A piercing scream came from the gray ground.

The huge whirlpool composed of purple and black mist made a roaring sound, and then an even larger force of absorption surged out.

The colorful miasma in the air shook slightly for a moment, and then twisted and wrinkled. In just a few breaths, a colander-like vortex condensed and formed.

The billowing miasma was wrapped up in it and turned into a tornado, crashing into the center of the purple-black vortex, connecting heaven and earth.

At this time, beneath the ground, a mighty aura rose sharply.

But for a moment.

In the center of the whirlpool, a hazy scorpion shadow with three tails, giant fangs and pincers, and dense patterns was formed.

Infused with the surging miasma, its body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One meter, two meters, three meters.
In just ten breaths, its size expanded to nearly 70 meters. With its three ferocious scorpion tails, it could be called a giant.

At this point, its body shape stopped growing, and its slightly illusory body shape gradually solidified.

Until the miasma tornado dissipates.

"hiss"

A huge demon scorpion with a dark body, dense patterns, three tails, and huge claws and fangs stood on top of the billowing purple-black smoke, and let out a deafening roar.

The coercion belonging to the Daoji Realm and the Great Demon Realm was like a violent storm, surging towards the surroundings wantonly.

Under this pressure that is like the power of God.

For a time, countless whines sounded in the swamp, and the insects seemed to surrender and lay on the ground one after another.

Just when the giant scorpion, Tong Zuo, was adapting to this powerful body, a breeze blew slowly by.

"Tong Zuo, are you willing to go through the Poisonous Forest?"

sounded.

The giant scorpion's body suddenly stiffened for a moment.

Tong Zuo looked at the old man in front of him who was wearing plain Taoist robes and had a smile on his face, after sensing a wisp of aura emanating from him.

Tong Zuo was stunned, and his mind was racing.

"Isn't he entering the Daoji realm for the first time?"

"This breath."

Seeing that he was silent, Elder Qing was not annoyed and asked with a smile: "Are you willing to go?"

Tong Zuo came back to his senses and weighed his breath in his heart.

Then a slightly cold voice came out, "But according to the elder's instructions, Tong Zuo is willing."

"very good."

Elder Qing nodded with satisfaction, turned over his hand and took out a jade slip and threw it to him, "If you do this well, not only will the whole matter of Huanshanling Land be wiped out, Elders Lan and Mi, I, and I will also recommend you to be promoted to the position of deacon elder."

"Don't let us down."

Elder Qing smiled at him, and his figure collapsed, turning into a breeze and slowly dissipating.

wait for him to leave.

The purple-black mist suddenly returned, drowning the giant scorpion's figure.

Wait until the fog disappears.

A young man in black robe with red lips and white teeth and a cold face appeared on the spot.

"The matter of Huanshanlingdi has been written off? Was there some accident?"

Tong Zuo frowned slightly, briefly checked the jade slip, then put it away, and reached into the storage bag in his arms.

Two jade stones, one blue and one white, appeared in his hands.

Among them, the blue jade is covered with fine cracks, and the white jade is also dull.

The moment he saw the jade, Tong Zuo's face became extremely gloomy.

The jade contains the imprints of Mingzhuang and Luan Jian.

If the jade breaks into pieces, it means death.

Both of them are his right-hand men in the Demon Hunting Group. Something happened to them, and the Demon Hunting Group will not be spared either.

Although the Demon Hunting Group belongs to Zafeng, it also belongs to him.

Tong Zuo's joy at being promoted to the Daoji realm disappeared instantly.

This is equivalent to going out for a trip, only to find that your home is gone when you come back!
"Who is it? Who dares"

A flash of scarlet overflowed from Tong Zuo's eyes, and he turned around, turning into billowing purple-black smoke and flying into the sky, heading straight for the spiritual land around the mountain to escape.

In the evening, the setting sun shines on the spiritual land surrounding the mountains.

With Lingtian Hall as the center, simple houses are placed in an orderly manner.

After the meal, the spiritual farmers gathered together to chat, practice magic, or walked together to the casual cultivator market to see how heart-warming the red lanterns were.

However, this harmonious atmosphere did not last long.

Along with a huge wave of spiritual power, a huge roar came from the Lingtian Palace.

Then two figures escaped from the Lingtian Hall one after another.

Appeared not far from the main hall.

When the surrounding spiritual farmers saw this situation, they turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

Jin Fang, Ma Rong, and Ke Jing also walked out of the hall one after another, looking at Tong Zuo standing in the air in front of them with horrified expressions.

Tong Zuo frowned and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

If it hadn't been for the fact that she was Luan Jian Taoist companion, he would have slapped her to death the moment she took action.

Do you really think he has a good temper?
"Haha, why?"

Feng Baimei looked at the young man hanging in mid-air in front of her with resentful eyes. The two golden balls she was playing with slowly rose into the sky. The runes on them lit up one after another, and a breath of high-grade magic weapons slowly rose up. Spread out slowly.

"I want you to pay for my husband's life!"

Feng Baimei screamed loudly, and the two golden balls turned into two streams of light and went straight to Tong Zuo. Then the spiritual power under her feet exploded, and a layer of dark brown spiritual light filled the palm of her hand, heading straight for him.

However, when the walnut-sized golden ball appeared in front of Tong Zuo, it had already transformed into the size of an adult's head. Its power increased a few points and it hit his head hard.

"presumptuous!"

Seeing that she showed no mercy, Tong Zuo's eyes turned cold, and a mighty aura exploded around him, waving his long sleeves.

Bang.
Two golden balls flew out at an even faster speed, and in Feng Baimei's horrified eyes, they hit her hard.

Bang!A dull sound came out.

Feng Baimei's chest collapsed, her figure flew out, fell to the ground, and rolled more than ten meters away in embarrassment.

puff.
A large mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, her breath plummeted, and she couldn't get up for a while.

Out of consideration for Luan Jian's affection, Tong Zuo spared some strength, otherwise Feng Baimei would die with just one blow.

Tong Zuo glanced at her coldly, his figure blurred for a moment, and he appeared at the door of the hall.

"Come in and tell me what happened after I left."

Jin Fang, Ma Rong, and Ke Jing glanced at Feng Baimei, calmed down their emotions, and stepped into the hall.

An hour later.

A powerful spiritual pressure suddenly erupted in the hall, and shortly afterwards, Tong Zuo walked out of the hall with a gloomy face.

Looking at the blood stain not far in front of him, he turned around and turned into billowing purple-black smoke, disappearing into the sky.

"Farewell to the young deacon."

Jin Fang, Ma Rong, and Ke Jing saluted respectfully and watched the purple-black smoke leave the spiritual land.

"Daoji. Spiritual Vein Fruit."

Jin Fang's eyes filled with anger, he nodded to Ma Rong and the others, turned around and strode away.

Ma Rong and Ke Jing did not stay and returned home respectively.

The next day.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the veins of the forest leaves are turning yellow.

Fortunately, Ling Nong's casual cultivators all have their own cultivation, so the slight chill is no different from usual.

Wanshe Lake Island, the central courtyard on the top of the mountain.

Li Changsheng lay on the recliner, took out the Blood Spirit Escape that he had not paid much attention to, and studied it carefully.

He has always been immersed in spiritual practice.

Facing this dangerous spell, he put it aside.

Now he only needs to use up his spiritual energy every day and has time to study this spell.

However, in order to prevent himself from becoming a tuberculosis ghost, he would never practice cultivation without making complete preparations.Time passes day by day.

It's tens of thousands of miles away from the spiritual land surrounding the mountains.

south wind country.

A cold, damp, mud-covered area center adjacent to the foggy swamp.

Hundreds of soldiers wearing various broken armors and holding blunt knives and split guns fought together.

Most of them were haggard and looked sick, and they often failed to cut the enemy with their swords. Instead, they were carried by their strength and fell into the mud.

The lucky soldier could still get up, but in most cases, several weapons would come from all directions and pin him to the ground.

Along with the miserable howl, large amounts of red blood spurted out, but their faces showed no reaction at all. They quickly withdrew their weapons and thrust them forward again.

Until I heard the low whine of animal horns.

The soldiers tacitly searched for the enemy they had killed, cut off his scalp and hung it on their waists. Even if they found several enemies they had killed at the same time, they did not take action because of it. Those who were interested would make compensation before cutting the scalp. Give the others some money and things.

After clearing the battlefield, they looked up at the flying boat in the sky and turned back silently.

Not long after they left.

The flying boat slowly descended to the center.

Tan Hu, dressed in Xuanyi, stepped out of the flying boat.

At this time, his face was slightly pale and his aura was disordered, as if he had just experienced a battle.

Tan Hu's eyes flashed with aura and he looked down.

Under the ground, on a brass pillar covered with runes, floated quietly a dark red flag that seemed to be illusory but not illusory, surrounded by a thin black and red smoke.

"Excellent quality, all my hard work is worth it!"

Tan Hu's eyes were filled with joy, he turned over his hand and took out a jade vase made of Yin jade, and used his hand to knead the magic formula.

The place trembled with rumbling, and a brass pillar covered with runes slowly rose up.

Suddenly, a cold and sinister feeling filled the air.

The wet mud instantly condensed into a thin layer of ice.

Tan Hu stepped forward, stretched out his hand to touch the brass pillar, and pointed the mouth of the Yin Jade bottle at the Xuanchi flag.

Along with the brass pillar, one of the runes lit up.

The Xuanchi flag trembled, and in the next moment, it turned into a black and red stream of light and penetrated into the Yin Jade Bottle.

Tan Hu quickly sealed it, took out the sealing talisman and attached it to it, put it into a jade box and put it into a storage bag.

"call"

Tan Hu breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand to put away the bronze pillar.

At this time, from other directions, more than a dozen outer disciples of the Qingyang Sect rushed towards him and soon arrived in front of him.

"Disciple has met the steward."

"Get up." Tan Hu was in a good mood and grinned: "This errand was done well. The reward will be doubled when I go back." Then with a wave of his hand, jade bottles flew out of his sleeves and landed on the ground. In everyone's hands.

"This is an extra reward for you."

"Thank you, my lord."

When everyone took the jade bottle and saw the characters engraved on it, they couldn't help but look overjoyed and quickly bowed to express their thanks.

Tan Hu waved his hand and led them onto the jade boat, slowly rising to the sky.

Looking down below, there is only a faint yin energy, and the muddy plain is filled with disease.

Tan Hu turned over his hand and took out a talisman to activate it, and immediately the flying boat turned into rainbow light and disappeared.

The talisman floated into the air and suddenly exploded, turning into tiny sparks and falling down.

The moment the sparks hit the ground.

Boom. Red flames soared into the sky, instantly igniting the mud field.

The billowing black smoke is like a beacon fire, rising into the sky.

The mud is outside.

The soldiers who were slumped on the ground walked out of the camp one after another when they heard the movement. They were all stunned when they looked at the raging red flames ahead.

After a few breaths, there was a loud cheering sound.

"Hahaha! It's over!"

"I'll make it to the end! Hahaha."

"Hahaha"

"Ten times the money, I won't have to worry about it for the rest of my life!"

The haggard soldiers gathered around the red flames and celebrated crazily. Their originally sickly faces were stained with a blush under the scorching heat.

In the military camp, there is a luxurious tent.

An old man with an old face and luxurious clothes came out. He looked at the red flames in front of him, and his eyes showed a touch of excitement.

"There are ten disciples, and I have at least one in Liufeng City!"

In several camps around the mud plain, there were hundreds of people who were as excited as the old man, like soldiers.

And in the hinterland of Qingyuan Kingdom, in Huifeng Valley.

The pungent fishy and bloody smell rose into the sky and lingered for a long time.

The main hall hangs in the air.

squeak
The door slowly opened, and a woman with a dull expression and a dignified and beautiful face slowly walked out.

Come to the edge of the platform and jump down.

Inside the hall.

A beautiful woman looked at the square prism in the center of the hall with a frightened and somewhat excited expression.

When I saw that bloody flower.

She couldn't help but feel excited and stood up. After sitting for too long, her legs and feet went weak, and she knelt down again with a bang.

But she didn't show any pain on her face, she rolled directly to the side and started whimpering softly.

top.

Steward Bai didn't even look at her, and controlled the hall to slowly descend.

After falling into the Return Wind Valley, he gave a few instructions to the woman beside him, stepped off the high platform in one step, and left the hall in a few steps.

wait for him to leave.

The woman walked up to the princess, the future Queen of Qingyuan Kingdom, with an indifferent expression, reached out and grabbed her shoulders, and walked towards the door.

out of the hall.

As soon as I looked at it, I saw broken armor and broken swords, and corpses littered the field.

"vomit"

The rich and fishy smell came from the valley, causing the princess to turn pale and make a sound of retching.

At this time.

Dozens of soldiers in black armor walked slowly in front of them. The flags they held were stained black and red with blood and wrinkled together.

Looking at them, the woman's eyes flashed with surprise, and then a bright smile appeared on her lips. She turned her head and whispered a few words in the princess's ear.

The princess's body trembled, and when the soldiers were about to approach, she nodded slightly.

Looking at the dozens of soldiers who were surrounding the imperial daughter and leaving, the woman's smile became thicker and she said softly: "It's a good thing, but it's a pity that I can't eat it alone."

After a while.

Steward Bai returned to the main hall with a smile on his face, and the outer disciples around the Return Wind Valley also arrived one after another.

Just as Bai Guanshi was preparing to leave the Royal Envoy Hall.

A ship with rune restrictions and a pavilion several hundred meters long sailed over the Return Wind Valley.

"Who presided over the blood sacrifice?"

Along with the mighty spiritual pressure, a voice that sounded like the power of heaven poured into the ears of everyone below.

at this time.

Inside Qingyang Sect.

A glistening white flying boat slowly flew into a [-]-foot peak covered with pavilions, pavilions, springs and streams.

Finally, it landed in a magnificent courtyard on the mountainside.

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