Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 558 Three Methods in One
Rumbling--

Outside the Banshan Sect, Yan Chongzhang helped his master up and asked in a trembling voice, "Master, what's going on?"

Earlier, Situ Junrui stood still and was beheaded by Fellow Daoist Shen with a single blow. This was already extremely weird.

However, before he could digest the shock in his heart, he saw the magnificent landscape swallowing up Fellow Daoist Shen.

The gap in realm was so great that Yan Chongzhang didn't even have the ability to tell who had the upper hand.

"The Taoist method passed down from generation to generation by the Wuliang Daohuang Sect is very strange."

The leader of the Banshan Sect quickly raised his right arm, only to find that his wrist, which should have been crushed when the knife was taken away, did not even have the slightest scratch.

Yan Chongzhang also noticed this detail: "Those phantoms just now, were they imprisoning your soul?"

"If it is a spell that only targets the soul, how can it break the sect protection formation?"

The Banshan Sect Leader looked tired. The Wuliang Dao Palace was indeed worthy of its reputation. Over hundreds of thousands of years, so many geniuses had deduced countless methods based on this palace.

It is unpredictable and hard to guard against.

"In addition to their high realm, this Wuliang Dao Palace also gave them the upper hand. By the time you realized what he was doing, you had already suffered a great loss... If they fought in that palace, they would be like fish in water."

"What should we do now?" Yan Chongzhang suddenly panicked. The more he listened, the more it sounded like Situ Junrui had deliberately set a trap just to lure Fellow Daoist Shen in.

"Tear it open and let's see."

The leader of the Banshan Sect clenched his palm again, and the broadsword fell into his hand. He cast his gaze towards the golden picture of the mountains and rivers in the sky.

The next moment, the old man suddenly jumped up.

As the long sword was raised, there seemed to be an invisible force stirring, and the surrounding blue sea rolled up in an instant, like a huge waterfall reaching the sky. The nearby mountains collapsed instantly, and the earth and rocks that covered the sky were suspended in the air, and then shattered with a loud bang.

The residual power alone was enough to create such a momentum, but the broadsword that truly embodied the old man's aura still looked ordinary.

But the wrist holding the knife was shaking, as if he was raising not a knife but the entire Banshan Sect, so he felt somewhat powerless.

In front of this knife, the magnificent picture of the country suddenly trembled.

"..."

The face of the Banshan Sect Leader changed slightly. Now Situ Junrui's mind was not on himself. He was indeed very confident that he could cut a huge gap in the Jiangshantu.

But the reaction of this picture at this moment really has nothing to do with him, but rather a change from within.

The next moment, the old man seemed to have realized something, his pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly stopped.

A hint of red was reflected in his eyes.

In an instant, it seemed as if a huge blood-red cloud was spreading, carrying a creepy evil aura, quickly covering the entire picture of the mountains and rivers, quickly polluting the vast golden landscape.

boom!
Under the pressure of this powerful demonic energy, the leader of the Banshan Sect was thrown out and fell back outside the Banshan Sect in a miserable state. The powerful sword force just now was also wiped out.

"Master!"

Yan Chongzhang rushed to meet him, but the Banshan Sect Master stared at the sky, and at the same time, he stopped his disciple with a palm, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't come over!"

Now, let alone Yan Chongzhang, even he, who is also in the Hedao realm, cannot understand the current situation at all.

After all...how did the fight between two cultivators create such a monstrous evil spirit?

Against the backdrop of the blood-red picture of the mountains and rivers, even the entire sky turned a light red, making people feel that a ferocious monster would appear in the next moment, rushing into the torn Banshan Sect and devouring all the living creatures there.

The next moment, the curled up picture of the river and mountains finally slowly unfolded.

The Dao Palace was revealed, which was also filled with evil clouds.

The master and disciple did not see the ferocious monster as they had imagined. In front of the hall, there was only a figure in black clothes standing with his hands hanging down, while Situ Junrui had disappeared.

The outcome is already clear.

Shen Yi casually waved his sleeves and sent Yang Yunheng, who had been tortured to the point of fainting and losing consciousness, back to the Banshan Sect.

Then he stepped out of the hall, and the entire map of rivers and mountains rolled up and disappeared into the sky. However, as it rolled up, it also rolled up the anxiously waiting disciples of the Daohuang Sect, leaving only a few barely audible wails.

"Ho."

The Banshan Sect Master looked at the young man falling from the sky, his beard trembling a few times: "You you you, he he he..."

If I'm not mistaken, the Jiangshantu just now seemed to be controlled by Shen Xiaoyou. It would be fine if I couldn't understand Bei Hong's methods, but why did Nan Hong's methods become so weird?

Seizing someone else's palace by force! What kind of evil... unfathomable method is this? !
Shen Yi glanced at the towering mountains in ruins, then cast his gaze on the dim palm print. After a moment's hesitation, he said softly, "I'm sorry."

He really didn't expect that after he deliberately left a jade slip, the Daohuang Sect did not look for the real perpetrators, but instead, without asking any questions or even providing any evidence, they wanted to involve the Banshan Sect, which was quite large, and even wipe out the entire sect.

To be honest, the Banshan Sect really did nothing in this matter.

If he counted them carefully, it was nothing more than that when Pan Boyang was about to rob the Glazed Green Phoenix, Yan Daozi gave him a few words of advice, and that was all. Even when he was beheading Pan Boyang before, he used Tianyan Sijiu to keep this Daozi there, and did not even let the other party look at him.

As for covering up oneself.

Don't forget, the Banshan Sect is not a vassal of the Daohuang Sect. There is no subordinate relationship between the two, so there is no obligation to report to them.

The Wuliang Daohuang Sect's decisive actions gave Shen Yi a new understanding of Beihong.

"What kind of apology are you..."

The leader of Banshan Sect was in a state of confusion, and he sighed, "If it weren't for Young Friend Shen's intervention today, my Banshan Sect would have been wiped out long ago."

The old man didn't think that Shen Yi owed him anything. If he were someone more ruthless, he would not only leave the jade slip to help Banshan Sect clear the suspicion, but would directly throw the dirty water on Banshan Sect.

After all, let alone other people, even they didn’t know the specific identity of Shen Xiaoyou. At most, they knew that he came here with Nan Hongdaozi.

It would be easy for Shen Xiaoyou to get out of this matter once he had thrown the dirty water on it.

"hiss!"

After hearing what his master said, Yan Chongzhang suddenly came to his senses from his previous confusion. He then looked at Shen Yi with a look of fear on his face.

Don't forget... when he first came to Xihong, he exchanged a few moves with Liuli Qingfeng, and the same thing happened with Pan Boyang later. Now, Situ Junrui's fate is not much different.

From Baiyujing to Hedao Yuanmang, he could defeat anyone with just a few moves?!
The leader of the Banshan Sect saw what his disciple was thinking and stretched out his hand to push him back. Now was not the time to dwell on this issue.

The old man looked at Shen Yi anxiously: "Is Situ Junrui... already dead?"

If the other party dies here, Hongze has no power and no rules that can restrict the Wuliang Daohuang Sect from marching into Xihong and avenging their branch sect master.

"not yet."

Shen Yi shook his head. He had originally planned to kill him, otherwise he would not have chopped off the other party's head with one sword. But just now in the hall, he found a very interesting thing.

When he was transforming into a spirit, he took out an incomplete version of the Infinite Dao Palace from the Dharma Storage Pavilion and forced it to condense. Then he found that except for the palace itself, the surroundings were empty, as if a lot of things were missing.

Now I understand that the missing part is the picture of rivers and mountains.

Earlier in the hall, Shen Yi had listened to the chanting that had lasted for tens of thousands of years. Although he was extremely annoyed, he suddenly had a better understanding of the Jiangshantu.

The act of turning the cushion into a throne is actually a bit like a cuckoo occupying a magpie's nest.

He used his Demon Palace to forcibly replace Situ Junrui's Dao Palace, and then suppressed him in the Demon Palace, thereby controlling the entire Jiangshantu...

"No wonder."

The Banshan Sect Master smiled bitterly. He had actually guessed something from the changes in the Jiangshantu before. At the moment, he felt complicated and didn't know whether to be happy or angry. In terms of his thoughts, he certainly wanted to tear Situ Junrui apart alive. After all, he had never lost so much face in his life, and his family was almost wiped out.

But as the clan leader, he certainly hopes to have more time to turn things around and find a way to survive.

anyway.

The old man took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and was about to salute the young man: "Shen..."

Shen Yi stretched out his hand to stop his movements and interrupted his words. He stuffed a new jade slip into the old man's hand and tapped his chin lightly, saying, "Nanyang, Shen Yi."

These four simple words made the Banshan Sect Master stunned for a moment. After Yan Chongzhang chewed on them several times, he looked up in surprise and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen is from the leader of the Nanhong Seven Sons, the Nanyang Sect?"

Before he finished speaking, the Banshan Sect Master had already slapped him hard on the back of his head: "Still here, fellow Taoist! Still here, fellow Taoist!"

The other party was able to suppress Situ Junrui, so of course he must be a cultivator in the Hedao realm. Is there a second cultivator in the Hedao realm in such a precious land?

After saying that, the old man withdrew his gaze, a little uneasy: "It turns out that it is the Nanyang Sect Master himself."

He even guessed that he was outside Hongze, and never thought that the real answer was already in front of him.

How did the place of Nanhong give birth to such terrifying young geniuses? Could it be that they were blocked in Nanhong on the surface, but in fact they were still communicating with Donghong without telling the immortals?

There is also the Nanyang Sect Master. This title has not appeared in Hongze for many years. The cultivator under this title has also been replaced, but he is still as powerful as before, worthy of the title of the head of the Seven Sons!

"and many more……"

The leader of the Banshan Sect suddenly reacted and looked at the young man in black clothes in disbelief.

The other party suddenly revealed his identity. Could it be that he wanted to protect the Banshan Sect?

Could it be that from now on, the Banshan Sect will also be able to join the banner of the Seven Sons of Nanhong?
In the past, the leader of the Banshan Sect would not have thought that this was anything to be happy about.

It is true that the Seven Sons of Nanhong are very powerful. Even if they are punished by the immortals, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse.

Even if we talk about it one hundred thousand years later, it is just that it has fallen from the level of the Wuliang Daohuang Sect to the level of the Xilong Palace. It seems to be quite down and out, but don't forget... The Xilong Palace is also the overlord in charge of Yihong, and it is not to the point that the Banshan Sect can underestimate it.

The problem is that.

The Seven Sons of Nanhong live in seclusion in a corner and dare not come out at all. They can't help with anything happening outside, and they are very poor... Following them will not only bring no benefits, but also cause trouble for no reason.

But now the situation is completely different.

The situation of the Banshan Sect couldn't be any worse, it was like a bad luck ghost. It was a blessing in disguise to be able to rely on the big tree of Qizi at this time!

"The last spiritual technique is also in it."

Shen Yi didn't say much. His idea was very simple. Since everyone had offended the Wuliang Daohuang Sect, it would definitely not be a bad thing to have more helpers.

Besides, he was the one who did it, and he put all the blame on the Banshan Sect. Unless he intended to kill people to silence them, he should just act like this. Don't blame them for betraying him when the time comes.

"I need a quiet place to retreat, so I might bother you for a few more days."

The last move hidden in the Nameless Mountain is just a spiritual method of the Hedao realm. Although it is also extremely rare, compared with Shen Yi's previous imagination, it still makes Shen Yi a little disappointed.

This level is somewhat unworthy of the magnificent mountain that he saw.

"Master Shen, you are too polite. What are you talking about?"

The Banshan Sect Master shook his head and sighed, "To be honest, you should just treat this place as the Nanyang branch. After all, our lives now depend on the Seventh Son..."

"Chong Zhang, take Sect Master Shen to rest. I want to repair the sect protection formation." The old man raised his palm.

"The disciple understands."

Yan Chongzhang bowed respectfully and led the way: "Master Shen, please."

In just a short period of time, he changed the way he addressed Shen Yi three times.

For some reason, after learning about the other party's identity, Yan Chongzhang's Taoism suddenly became much more stable. He was willing to call him Sect Master Shen and no longer had the thought of comparing himself with Shen Yi.

What kind of comparison is this? It's unreasonable that Daozi is not as good as the sect master, not to mention that the other party is the sect master of Nanyang!

The leader of Nanyang Sect, who is rumored to have fought with immortals, is it possible for an ordinary person to become such a person?

……

In the quiet cave.

Yan Chongzhang bowed meticulously and took his leave.

Only Shen Yi was left sitting cross-legged.

[Remaining demon lifespan: 1,070,000 years]

【He Dao (Spirit). Qing Tian Fa: Perfection】

Most of the more than 800,000 years of lifespan was wasted in the process of learning the method. When he actually practiced this method, with the help of Yue Tianji, the whole process went so smoothly that even Shen Yi was a little surprised.

If there weren't some differences in their thinking, which often led to inconsistent ideas, the time spent on practice might have been reduced several times.

But what puzzled Shen Yi the most was

The last spell in the Nameless Mountain has absolutely nothing to do with the true meaning of the Divine Mountain, and seems to be disconnected from the previous two spells.

He transformed himself into the blue sky and made all living beings prisoners.

Shen Yi had previously used this Qingtian method to break Situ Junrui's Jiangshantu.

It lives up to the name of spiritual method and the effect is really good.

But Shen Yi still felt that it was not enough.

He closed his eyes slightly and calmly looked at Yue Tianji in the Ten Thousand Demons Hall: "Do you have any thoughts?"

Previously, at the foot of the nameless mountain, his thoughts were interrupted by Yan Chongzhang, but in fact, it had no impact on the entire deduction process. After all, the main force of the deduction was still himself, the master of the middle hall.

"A little bit."

Yue Tianji is different from Ke Shisan. This middle hall master has some madness that the other hall masters do not have, and he is extremely obsessed with everything.

But at this moment, his eyes were still full of fatigue.

I don’t know if it’s because the deduction takes too long or if I find it too difficult to explain my thoughts to my master.

"Reporting to my Lord, the three methods of Shenyue, Zhenyue and Qingtian are all gradual and progressive. If you can practice them as one method, perhaps there will be new progress."

"Only when the blue sky suppresses the sacred mountain can it be called an immortal technique."

Hearing this, Shen Yi nodded thoughtfully and asked curiously, "Why not use the Divine Mountain to suppress the blue sky?"

Before he finished speaking, Yue Tianji's face suddenly became distressed.

It starts again! It starts again!

In the previous deduction, the master used such a strange train of thought to try to torture himself into a madman.

He sighed deeply, and said with a forced smile, "My Lord, how can a mountain suppress the desolate blue sky? Besides... when have you ever seen a spiritual technique suppressed by ordinary Hedao techniques?"

(End of this chapter)