I was just solving crimes, how could I become an immortal?

Chapter 107: Remove the golden scales and release the seal

Taoism does have techniques for taming ghosts and monsters, and there is even a school for refining corpse puppets. At least from the current point of view, it is indeed a misunderstanding.

These strange birds and corpse puppets are not wild monsters, but little demons domesticated by Taoists.

On the contrary, in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, the snowman is a monster. If Cao An and the others had not blocked him, they would have already taken action to suppress the snowman at this moment.

Asking everyone to be careful, Cao An led the team and followed the Taoist priest towards the top of the mountain.

The Holy Mountain is not as towering as it seems from a distance, but an illusion formed by the combination of Taoist secrets and mountain terrain. Those who do not understand the Taoism will never be able to climb to the top of the mountain.

And like the old Taoist priest in front of him, he is a strong man in the Taoist sect who is proficient in formations. He has seen through the sect, no wonder he can attack the holy mountain so unimpeded.

As for the old Taoist priest's goal, everyone finally understood it after reaching the top of the mountain.

There was no immortal palace as imagined. All that was seen was a vast white world of ice and snow, everything was frozen.

And right in the center of the mountain, a temporary formation altar was operating crazily.

Countless Dao talismans around him were working together to seal a silver thundercloud. The thundercloud stretched for tens of feet and made a thunderous roar, as if there were monsters surging in the clouds.

The overflowing terrifying demonic energy is extremely shocking even from a distance, and the extremely cold breath seems to freeze the entire world.

Perhaps the freezing of the holy river and the snow falling in August are the result of this demon's confrontation. This demon must be a big guy.

The old Taoist walked into the formation altar, continuously changing the spells with his hands, and added a few more talismans to the thunder clouds to suppress the rioting thunder clouds.

Then he smiled warmly at the crowd and explained: "I was passing by this place and saw this monster running rampant, so I took action to surrender. There was no harm in it."

Seeing this scene, everyone felt a little relieved. It seems that there is nothing wrong with this method of slaying demons and defending the Tao?
  But the old words made the little snow people unhappy, and they jumped crazily behind them: "Don't listen to him, he is a bad person, he imprisoned our mother!"

One side is a demon, and the other is a Taoist priest who wants to kill demons and eliminate demons. Why does it sound like there is nothing wrong with both sides?
  Sanyang and the others looked at Cao An and asked him to make an idea.

Cao An spread his hands: "Isn't this very simple? I only ask one question, and whoever answers it is right."

Huh? Is it that simple?

The old Taoist and the snowmen stopped arguing at the same time and looked at Cao An strangely. Can one question determine right or wrong?

"Of course you can. Don't worry, this question is very simple. May I ask this Taoist priest, what kind of fish are in this holy river?"

"Holy river? Fish?"

Cao An asked politely, but the old Taoist was stumped.

In his mind, Cao An should at least ask about the monster's habits, types, evil deeds, etc. Why did he suddenly ask about the fish?

He lowered his head and looked at the soles of his feet. There was originally a pool of water on the top of the mountain, and there seemed to be some fish in captivity? But after a big battle, this place has already been frozen for a long time. How can we know the species of fish?

But he didn't know that the snowmen behind him knew: "It's herring, it's herring. Mom likes that kind of small fish the most, and she raised a lot of them!"

"Look, isn't there an answer?" Cao An looked at the Taoist again.

But this time, it was with murderous intent, and even the entire Tsing Yi Department aimed their weapons at him.

The old Taoist was startled and quickly backed away: "Everyone, what do you mean by this? Can you tell the difference between good and evil by knowing the species of fish? They are monsters!"

"They are indeed demons, but at least they are good demons, and you are a stinky Taoist priest." Cao An spoke mercilessly, making the old Taoist's face darken.

In an irritating tone, he sarcastically said to them: "I thought the government offices of the Daxing Dynasty were people who understood right and wrong, but I didn't expect to end up with monsters!"

"You are wrong, we are with the people. And the source of the herring is the benefactor of the entire Beiyan."

Cao An did not kill these snowmen because the snowmen said that they were the owners of the holy mountain, and the holy river flowing down the mountain had raised hundreds of thousands of people in Beiyan.

There is a confrontation between the two parties here, and the party that cuts off the flow must be the culprit.

You don’t even know herring? What a shame!

"The little demon here has been benefiting the world for decades, but you forcefully captured the demon for your own selfish purposes, and wasted the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Gu Beiyan. It's clear who is righteous and who is evil."

Cao An's words undoubtedly tore the fig leaf off the Taoist priest's face.

Indeed, he didn't care about Beiyan's life or death at all. He just discovered this place and saw a rare big demon, so he tried his best to capture it.

As for the snow in August and the catastrophe in the world, he doesn't care at all. As long as it is done, he will be the most powerful person in the world, and no one dares to say a wrong word to him.

It's a pity that after ninety-nine and eighty-one days of refining, at the critical moment, Cao An and the others arrived.

If he hadn't been concerned about the strength of this group of people, would he be so calm? We've already started to kill them, so what's the point?

"It's a pity that you are too self-righteous. If you dare to enter my formation, you will never come back!"

The Taoist priest stopped hiding and laughed sinisterly, waving the fly whisk in his hand, and saw countless filaments flying out of the snow around everyone.

They were criss-crossed and densely packed, as if there were thousands of strands on the whisk, each one as tough as fine iron, mixed with terrifying Dao power, sealing off the world around everyone. "It's been a long time since I've seen such an exquisite Taoist formation. This move of yours should be the "Three Thousand Dao Silk Formation". It seems that you put a lot of thought into it." Pan Daxi spoke, looking at the formation and praising it.

Although this man looks as strong as a bear, he seems to be quite proficient in Taoist magic?
  The old Taoist also frowned slightly: "Have you also learned Taoism?"

"I just understand a little bit." Pan Daxi brought his thumb and index finger together slightly and made a small gesture very modestly.

He kept praising in his mouth: "The subtlety of this "Three Thousand Dao Silk Array" is that it affects the whole body with one hair. Some people who don't understand the rules will often cut off the Dao Silk at all costs, which will be bad. "

"What's wrong?" Cao An asked from behind.

"The combination of the formation will use your power to cut the Dao threads to draw hundreds of Dao threads to siege. The more you cut, the more Dao threads will besiege you. Just like the spider web, you will slowly fall into a strangulation trap. inside."

Pan Daxi's explanation is very detailed, as detailed as a Taoist senior who has been immersed in Taoism for many years. With your tone, you still know a little bit?

The old Taoist also frowned slightly, feeling that this battle was quite bad, and said sternly:
  "I have no intention of making an enemy of you. You go down the mountain quickly and pretend that nothing happens. I will subdue this monster and leave. In the future, the land of Beiyan will slowly recover. How about it?"

The veteran wanted to retreat because he felt that the aura of the people in the Tsing Yi Department was not quite right.

Although he was clearly trapped in his own formation, he was still explaining calmly, as if he had no worries in his heart and was already sure of victory, which made him feel a little nervous when he held the whisk's hand.

Especially the strong man in front of him, his momentum seems to be rising. Under his simple and honest appearance, it seems that there is a fierce tiger about to come out of the cage, which makes people's hearts tremble.

But the atmosphere has been heightened to this point, so you just want to back out? Are you kidding me?

Cao An smiled coldly, clenched the Hundred Water Sword in his hand, and gathered the Wan Chao Jin to its peak. Brothers, follow me...

"Huh? What are you doing?"

Cao An was just about to shout, 'Tsing Yi Department assemble', but found that most of the brothers beside him had already retreated.

Not only the Twelve Chaos of the Golden Flag and the Eighteen Arhats of the Earthen Clogs, but also Sanyang and Ying Huorong actually took several steps back. At this moment, only Cao An and Pan Daxi were still standing on the front line.

Well, maybe it's just Pan Daxi.

Cao An also silently took a few steps back, stood on the second line, and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing? Why did you retreat... and didn't take me with you?"

"Amitabha. The other party turned out to be a strong Taoist, and only Brother Pan is enough." Sanyang said the Buddha's name, giving the brothers confidence.

Even Ying Huorong, who had always walked sideways, was now flattening his mouth in aggrievedness and staring at Pan Daxi with lingering fear: "He goes crazy as soon as he enters the door. He accidentally hurt me last time, stay away from him."

so smart?

Cao An didn't believe it and looked at the Jinqi brothers behind him. Your boss is fighting alone in front! Don't you want to support me?
  At this look, the good guys are looking at each one with solemnity, and it feels like waiting for the Dragon King to return to his throne.

But this is someone else’s formation! Is it really okay?

"No problem." Sanyang patted Cao An on the shoulder and asked mysteriously:

"The magic weapons of our five flags each have their own merits. The wooden books contain all things, and the earthen sandals touch the mountains and rivers. Guess, what is the function of the golden scales?"

"Can you transform into two golden chains?" Cao An had seen Pan Daxi's battle.

Every time a battle begins, two large golden chains as thick as fists will be separated from the golden scale shoulder armor, and they will dance like wind and clouds, which is very impressive.

Could it be that there are other variables?

"Haha, Cao An, you are very resourceful. I didn't expect you to guess wrong this time. The two golden chains are just a by-product of the shoulder armor."

"Then what is the function of this golden scale?"

"seal."

Boom!Boom!
  As soon as he finished speaking, two muffled sounds came from the front.

Pan Daxi still had a silly smile on his face, but his actions made the old Taoist opposite him unable to laugh.

I saw him throwing the two gold chains in his hands directly to the ground, and the heavy weight directly made a big hole in the snow.

Then he violently broke off his shoulder armor and took off his iconic treasure.

Then he twisted his neck comfortably, making a crunching sound of bones.

"It's been a long time since I took off this seal. It feels so comfortable! Sister, please come out and get some air."

"Ok!"

The chest cracked open again. My sister bit the bamboo tube and slowly crawled out of Pan Daxi's body.

But this time, the transformation of the brothers and sisters has just begun.

(End of this chapter)