Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 482: The Path of the Holy Demon, the th Level of True Skill! I Can Resist All Winds! (Part )
Memories unfold like a fleeting glance.

In this evil world of the five turbidities, ghosts and demons are rampant and the world is in chaos.

After the fall of Tian Qing, the nine ghost kings crossed over with the strange Yin Banner, wreaking havoc in the human world and trying their best to spread strange substances.

Any human being who comes into contact with strange substances will easily be transformed into a ghost.

Ghost minions are people who are close to ghosts. Unless they are people with strong minds and determination to kill the evil with a sword of wisdom, or unless they receive the recitation of precious sutras by a spiritual master, they may regress and regain their human form.

"The human way is vague, the immortal way is vast, and the ghost way is joyful."

"When it comes to life, the immortal path values ​​life, while the ghost path values ​​death."

"The way of immortals is always auspicious, while the way of ghosts is always disastrous."

"The sky is clear and refreshing, and the sad song is loud in the sky."

"I only wish to achieve immortality, not... "

On the wide square paved with white jade, thousands of people with strange black aura lingering on their faces were tied up with golden ropes and lay on the ground wailing.

Around the square, more than a hundred Taoist monks dressed in scarlet and purple robes were chanting the "Duren Jing" aloud.

Amidst the vast and unison chanting, a discordant note suddenly intruded, ruining the chanting.

"Master, I am against continuing to draw experts to redeem these ghost minions."

The cultivators looked up and saw a young Taoist in a golden Taoist robe walking into the center of the square.

He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his strong pectoral muscles lifted the front of his robe high.

"Why do you say that, senior brother? If you hadn't ruined this sutra chanting session, we could have saved more than a hundred people today if we were lucky." Seeing this, a young Taoist with a powdered face glanced at the faces of his uncles and aunts, and said in a feminine tone.

"Go away, Shanyinzi, go eat your mother's peaches. You are a sissy and you have no right to talk to me."

Taoist Gao became furious when he saw the person who said that and started yelling at him immediately.

"Asshole~"

"Asshole, it's unfortunate for the Dao sect to have a traitor like you. How can we have the compassionate thoughts that monks should cultivate?"

"Master, I think Chun Yangzi's methods are too cruel and he is no longer qualified to be the senior brother of our Dao Zhen Sect. Please remove Chun Yangzi's status as a Daoist disciple."

"Shanyinzi has a kind heart. Although his cultivation is not as good as Chunyangzi's, our disciples should not only focus on cultivation."

In the front row of the square, more than a dozen old Taoists with white hair and beards opened their eyes, and with sharp gleams in their eyes, they shouted angrily at the tall Taoist in the field. Finally, a thin old Taoist with an immortal look stood up and replied to the white-browed Taoist in purple robes in the front row of the team.

Faced with the excited scene, the Taoist priest with white eyebrows and purple robe simply struck the chime lightly, signaling the practitioners to be silent.

He looked at the Taoist who stood out from the crowd and said, "Chun Yangzi, what crime should you be punished for insulting your fellow disciples and disrupting the ceremony?"

"Master, I am innocent."

"The guilty ones are all the uncles, especially Shan Yinzi's master Dao Yinzi. You have practiced Taoism for half your life. May I ask how many ghosts you have killed? How many times have you risked your life in this life?"

"With just one word of mercy, he kidnapped 50% of the fighting force of our Daozhen Sect. Daoyinzi is the eternal sinner of our sect."

"After thousands of years of cultivation, I only learned one word: compassion. You have lived like a dog for thousands of years. Why don't you come down and practice with me, Chun Yangzi?"

"If Chun Yangzi can't defeat this old dog in three moves, he will commit suicide on the spot!"

Taoist Gao stood in the center of the square, making an impassioned speech and angrily denouncing the long-standing malpractices of the Daozhen Sect.

"You two are so merciful. The nine ghost kings are becoming more and more powerful and difficult to control. If we don't use all our strength to search the whole world and eradicate them, you will know that the nine ghost kings have already cultivated their Yin thoughts and their magical powers have improved by leaps and bounds."

"They deliberately created these minions to entangle you idiots."

The Taoist priest with white eyebrows and purple robe frowned, but his tone finally softened.

"Once you are a lackey, you will be a lackey for the rest of your life. If you don't use your own sword to slay the evil, the so-called suppression by the law is just a temporary solution and does not address the root cause."

"I think that if he is a ghost, he should be killed!"

Such urbanized speech by Master Gao immediately caused the group of senior cultivators in the square to whisper to each other or shout angrily.

"Chun Yangzi, you have been through many battles and have too many murderous thoughts. Considering that you are the best warrior of our sect and have made great contributions in killing demons, I will punish you to face the wall in Qingxin Cave for three years. You don't have to worry about the trouble caused by the Ghost King."

At this moment, the Taoist with white eyebrows and purple robes swept his eyes around, and under his long-lasting majesty, he finally made the final decision.

At this moment, under the instruction of his master, the young Taoist who was previously scolded by the tall Taoist as "sissy, go home and eat peaches" stood up again. He raised a photo jade from his sleeves:

"May I ask, Master, if someone in our Daozhen Sect secretly practices magic skills, what crime should they be punished for?"

"Is it just to enter the Qingxin Cave and face the wall for three years?"

"What?" Looking at the uncles and aunts who suddenly stood up, Shan Yinzi and his master Dao Yinzi looked at each other, and there was a very obscure smile in their eyes.

On the image-retaining jade, there was an image of Taoist Gao in his devilish yang form.

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Click.

The sound of heavy chains rang out, and the dark prison built in the back mountain of Daozhen Sect to imprison powerful demons was slowly opened.

"Big Brother, please~"

"Oh my, I forgot that all of Senior Brother's profound skills have been abolished. He is no longer the Senior Brother who was famous all over the world in the past."

A smug smile flashed across Shan Yinzi's face. He raised his hand and looked at the tall Taoist in front of him with a mocking look.

He turned over his palm, picked up a yellow peach with his orchid finger and took a bite, but was so frightened by Master Gao's fierce look that he dropped the peach in his hand.

"Haha, you're a piece of trash! Shan Yinzi, you're just as much of a piece of trash as your master!"

With wild laughter, Taoist Gao dragged a huge iron ball with a diameter of two meters with his feet and jumped directly into the abyss.

Even if he had lost all his Pure Yang Essence, with his well-tempered body, a distance of just a hundred meters would not be a problem for him.

With a loud bang, the door of the Abyss Prison slammed shut.

Tick, tick.

Three days later, the Taoist slowly opened his eyes.

In the dark abyss dungeon, a Taoist priest with white eyebrows and purple robes slowly appeared.

"Chun Yangzi, tell me, why do you practice magic skills secretly?" A trace of heartache flashed in the eyes of the Taoist with white eyebrows and purple robe.

"Because of my true power, the road ahead has come to an end. I have fought for the sect in all directions. With a pair of holy fists and a holy halberd, I have killed countless evil demons. Whether it is a saint or a demon, it is ultimately just a kind of power. Master, you are obsessed with appearances."

“With your current profound skills, if you put all your strength into resisting, even if everyone rushes at you, they may not be able to really stop you. Why don’t you break out, but instead surrender?” The Taoist with white eyebrows and purple robes asked again.

"If I break out, then you, Master, will be the real target of everyone's criticism."

"Besides, I'm tired and want to rest. Anyway, I know my master is here, so they won't dare to beat me to death." Taoist Gao was silent for a while and then spoke again.

"You evil creature, don't tell the truth."

Mr. Gao Dadao: “…”

Seeing his master, who had pulled him out of the snowy cave, furious, Taoist Gao first shrank his neck, then finally stuck his head out and said:

"Master, the nine ghost kings have extraordinary backgrounds. They are evil demons from outer space. They absorb the resentment of humanity and their cultivation levels are rising steadily. Don't think that they are now running away because they are beaten by us. In fact, they are just pretending to be weak because they can't swallow us in one bite."

"Don't think that the world is just in chaos now. One day, the world will be like hell!"

"Compassion has become a tool used by Daoyinzi and other old guys to restrict you, Master. A group of insects cannot see the harm of the Ghost King's disaster and hinder me and Master everywhere. I might as well stay in this dark abyss that has been strengthened by the great formation for tens of thousands of years. It's more comfortable." "Otherwise, relying on those idiots outside, can they catch me, Chunyangzi, with something wrong? I'm just using their tricks against them."

"Daoyinzi and his uncles are a bunch of idiots. They think that by holding up a banner of mercy, they can clear up the universe and bring peace and prosperity to the human world. It's a joke."

At this point, the Taoist's voice suddenly became deep and fierce.

"More and more people have turned into ghost minions. We don't have enough manpower to save them one by one."

"Moreover, among those who have turned into ghosts, there are people who have committed many evil deeds. Should we also save such people?"

"I have tried to fight against the nine ghost kings, but my current profound skills are simply not enough to break their combined formation. If I want to truly escape danger and overcome difficulties, I can only do so if I improve my true skills further."

"Then..." Seeing that the Taoist with white eyebrows and purple robes wanted to say more, Taoist Gao immediately interrupted and said, "Master, don't think about letting me out secretly. Abandoning the profound skills in my body is a necessary step for me to break through the true skills after thinking hard."

"It is also a step for you to escape from Daozhen Sect, right, Chunyangzi." A skinny big hand touched the head of the tall Taoist. This big hand was as warm as the one that pulled him out of the snow nest in the past. The Taoist with white eyebrows and purple robes finally sighed and said,

"No matter what you do, I will support you as your teacher."

"It's a pity that Master is bound by his oath and cannot be as free and easy as you."

"Go and pursue your own path, whether it is the holy path or the devil's path. As long as you do not commit crimes, you are my disciple."

As the voice disappeared, the figure of the Taoist priest with white eyebrows and purple robe gradually faded and disappeared.

The Abyss Prison fell into silence again.

"My true power has already reached the state of flawlessness. If you destroy my Qi Sea and Heavenly Pool, will you be able to destroy my profound power?"

"Fools only know how to cling to the old ways, but they don't know that times have changed."

A sneer flashed across Master Gao's lips, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

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Two hundred years later.

The Taoist opened his eyes, and electricity appeared in the empty room. Now his true power has been fully recovered, and he has made further progress.

For a moment, the Holy Yang State and the Demonic Yang State appeared alternately in the abyss.

"Sure enough, my guess was correct."

"The demonic yang state's physical body is unparalleled, and the holy yang state's spiritual body is extraordinary."

“If I can fuse my demonic yang-state body with my holy yang-state soul, and merge the holy and the demonic, I may be able to advance my true power to the twenty-fourth extreme realm.”

"Truly, invincible in the world, and completely put an end to the ghost disaster."

The Taoist's body was changing madly between the Demonic Yang State and the Holy Yang State. He felt the changes in his body and his ultimate essence as he was about to change. He couldn't help but grinning.

This time when he dispersed his energy and started practicing again, the speed at which his Holy Yang State and Demonic Yang State changed became a little faster than before, and his understanding of the state that was about to change but had not yet changed deepened.

"That's right~"

"Disperse the power! Re-cultivate!"

Time ticked by, and in the blink of an eye another three thousand years had passed. The great Taoist who was determined to grasp that ray of opportunity and achieve the state of unity of saint and devil slowly opened his eyes, and a pure essence of golden and purple suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Not bad, I have already seen the scenery in the distance, it is really beautiful."

"Disperse your energy and start over."

When people see their goals, they are often incredibly motivated. Although this breakthrough is nothing like running a dead horse over a mountain compared to the advancement of real skills, he is now becoming more and more familiar with this job.

And so another thousand years passed.

One day, the Taoist opened his eyes and saw an old Taoist with white eyebrows and purple robes coming into the abyss.

"Fool, what can you do if a Taoist kills someone?"

"Speak, don't speak, let others speak."

"All sins are my fault. The Qi of the heavens is vast and my way is prosperous!"

The Taoist opened his eyes, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, but he spoke in a firm tone.

"Good, Chunyangzi, I will grant you the Dao Jue and forgive you for killing!" The Taoist with white eyebrows and purple robe had a kind face, without any fear as the end of his life approached.

"No, I, Chunyangzi, have done everything in my life, so why should I explain to others?" Faced with the jade ring handed over by his master, the Taoist did not reach out to take it, but still raised his head stubbornly.

The Taoist with white eyebrows and purple robes stared at his disciple for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "You are right, Chunyangzi."

"Now that the nine ghost kings have all appeared and displayed their world-destroying might, the cultivator alliance is now at a disadvantage."

"If I were to die, I'm afraid disaster is not far away."

"Foolish child, if the future is hopeless, with your cultivation level, you should just run away. Go to other alien worlds, there will definitely be a way to survive."

The Taoist with white eyebrows and purple robe sighed, and his big hand as dry as tree bark touched the Taoist's head again. He said nothing more, turned around and left again.

Suddenly, a mist appeared in the eyes of Taoist Gao. He knew that his master came to say goodbye to him today.

Another two thousand years passed like this, and the Taoist's union of saint and devil was still just one step away from perfection.

But suddenly the dark dungeon was opened.

It was the old Shanyinzi who came with the relics of the Taoist priest with white eyebrows and purple robe.

"Big Brother, the ghost... the ghost king is coming to kill us soon, the mountain... the mountain gate is in danger."

"waste!"

His true skill had not yet been perfected, and feeling the terrifying ghost energy approaching rapidly, the Taoist suddenly stood up.

He sat in the dark abyss for five thousand years, dissipating his energy all year round, and eventually damaged his vitality. Now his life span is less than three hundred years.

"Is your mercy to let the world fall into ruin and turn into a den of ghosts?"

"big…."

Bang!
With a terrifying fist shadow, the Taoist immediately blasted the old Shan Yinzi in front of him into a bloody mist.

Under the power of time, most of the uncles and aunts who once targeted him have now turned to dust.

Now that the grudges were settled, the Taoist suddenly stood up. Even though he was sure that he could achieve perfection within the last two hundred years, he could not really sit idly by and watch the fall of the Daozhen Sect, which his master cherished as his life.

The iron curtain of the abyss opens!

An old Taoist priest, who was not long for life, walked out of the mountain gate with a holy spear in his hand.

Opposite him were the nine ghost kings rushing over at a rapid speed.

In front of the Ghost King were ghost minions that covered the sky and the sun.

"Once a ghost, always a ghost! Kill!"

The holy spear in his left hand swept across, and the holy fist in his right hand roared. The old Taoist priest was so powerful that it was heart-stirring. In an instant, he killed all the ghost minions.

"You are such a cruel old Taoist, your mercy is so great."

"I don't even bother to reason with you. You don't deserve to listen!"

"Come on, all nine of you~" Facing the nine ghost kings' looks as if they had seen a ghost, the old Taoist priest picked up the holy spear that was still dripping with blood and started swinging it without any greetings.

(End of this chapter)