Mozun Immortal Emperor

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The three immortal-weave experts disappeared from the void. They didn't want to fight the old monk who had died long ago but had just recovered from his obsession.

The old monk never aggressively pursued and killed the three immortal pattern powerhouses, he looked at Long Jiaoyang and said carefully, "You are the real evil, the old monk can't see through it, I don't know if this thing is for you Right or wrong, what will happen in the end? But the old monk has no choice. The life master is not trustworthy, this woman with a profound Taoist heart is too simple, and she is too dependent on you. Giving things to her and to you There is no difference."

Long Jiaoyang said very frankly, "Senior, I will choose to return it to Buddhist disciples if it is the most precious treasure of Buddhism. If it is something else, I cannot guarantee it."

"Forget it, forget it, at least you are someone who opposes the descendants of immortals and demons. It is much better to give things to you than to fall into the hands of descendants of immortals and demons." The old monk sighed, reaching deep into the ground, and he took out a stele , this monument is not too big or small, about the height of a person.

What surprised Long Jiaoyang, the old blind man, and Chu Linger was that the pattern on this stele was exactly the same as the Zhenxian stele in the hands of Daode Tianjun, and it seemed to be more real. The pattern on it was more vivid and more immortal.

Daode Tianjun lost his voice and said, "How is it possible? The other half of the Zhenxian Monument is also in your hands? Didn't it mean that the other half of the Zhenxian Monument is in the world of immortals?"

Daode Tianjun's words surprised Long Jiaoyang and the others. The Zhenxian Monument they saw earlier was not complete, but half of it.

"No, shouldn't the engraved patterns on the two halves of the Zhenxian Monument be different?" Daodetianjun frowned suspiciously, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong with it.

"Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, are you willing to take over this stele of immortality? The old monk wants to remind you that this stele of immortality is very important. There will be countless people who want to get it in the future, and the old monk has observed that it will disappear by itself in ten years." A force erupted, and this force cannot be stopped, at that time, all descendants of immortals and demons will know that you have the stele of suppressing immortals in your hand, and will come to surround and kill you at all costs." The old monk said with a serious face

Long Jiaoyang shrugged and said, "I have already confronted them, and sooner or later there will be a battle of life and death."

"Okay, so brave!" The old monk praised, and then said with great regret, "Why, you didn't become a disciple of the Esoteric School?"

Chu Ling'er said, "I'm Jiao Yang's wife, and I won't let him become a monk."

The old monk didn't say much, let Long Jiaoyang approach, handed over the Zhenxian Monument to Long Jiaoyang, and told Long Jiaoyang that he had to melt his blood into it so that he could go with his body.

According to Long Jiaoyang's words, some blood dripped on the Zhenxian Monument. Long Jiaoyang's blood now contained a trace of immortal blood. His blood dripped on the Zhenxian Monument. A terrifying scene emerged in Long Jiaoyang's mind. He saw Countless immortals and demons were suppressed and killed, and a tower of bones was cast into it!

And this Tower of Bones was devouring the soul of the fairy and demon very evilly, and then collided with a monument, and then all the scenes disappeared.

"Is this scene the scene of the last battle at Zhenxian Monument? It was interrupted by a tower of bones?" Long Jiaoyang whispered in his heart.

"Old monk, besides the Zhenxian Monument, are there other things here?" Daodetian asked unwillingly.

"The Zhenxian Monument has been here for a long time, and some stones and plants have been bred. If you like it, you can take it away." The old monk's hand reached into the ground again, and took out a dozen five-color stones and dozens of medicinal king-level plants. Spiritual flowers and rare herbs.

"Five-color god stone... Chiba fruit... Mandala flower... These are all mine, mine..." Daodetianjun frantically rushed to the thing that the old monk took out this time, this is what he wanted .

This time, the old blind man was faster than Daodetianjun. He used the thaumaturgy of his fortune master to move the earth, and divided most of the five-color god stones. In addition, he collected all the king-level herbs.

Daodetianjun has a fat body, and there are only a few five-color god stones thrown under him.

"The fate is all here, and I will send you away." The old monk held the monk with both hands, and his whole body shone with golden light, emitting the light of endless immortals and Buddhas.

"Senior, I can't leave yet, I still have unfinished business." Long Jiaoyang hurriedly stopped

"I want to go, hurry up and send me away." Daodetianjun was pressed to the ground, his whole body hadn't gotten up yet, he still didn't know that the medicine king-level elixir and most of the five-color god stones were taken away by the old blind man. Now he just wants to stay away from everyone, to avoid the slaying of the powerful immortal descendant of the immortal demon, and to enjoy these rare five-color divine stones and medicine king-level spiritual flowers and herbs by himself.

"As you wish." The old monk nodded, turned his body, and opened up a road to immortality and Buddha, sending the Taoist Heavenly Monarch onto this road.

Daodetianjun was in the air, and found that there were only a few five-color god stones beside him, and at the same time, he saw most of the five-color god stones and medicine king-level spiritual flowers and strange herbs beside the old blind man. Keep your word, deceive Taoist's pure heart, and quickly throw up Taoist's five-color god stone and medicine king-level spiritual power."

Long Jiaoyang and Chu Ling'er followed Daodetianjun's gaze, only to realize that the old blind man had cheated Daodetianjun quietly.

"Ginger is still old and spicy." Long Jiaoyang admired

"Friend Daoist Fatty helped us anyway, is that okay? Do you want to give him a medicine king-level spiritual flower?" Chu Linger asked kindly

"Since Fellow Daoist Ling'er said so, give him two spiritual herbs." The old blind man said, throwing the two herbs towards the path of immortals and Buddhas.

Daode Tianjun grabbed the spirit grass and continued to pursue it, "No, you promised to give half of it to me, which is too little. Hurry up and continue throwing."

"No more." The old blind man collected all the things directly.

"Old blind man, if you dare to covet the Daoist's things, the Daoist will never end with you." Daodetian was very angry and pointed at the old blind man angrily, but he can't come down now, and he has nothing to do with the old blind man.

The immortal energy of the old monk is rapidly disappearing, and his obsession will also disappear.

"Amitabha, abandon the sword and become a Buddha." The old monk let go of the subduing pestle, his whole body calmed down, and then his physical body collapsed and separated, and he disappeared first.

And the road to immortality and Buddha opened up by the old monk was officially launched, wrapping up the Taoist Heavenly Lord and sending him to an unknown place.

"Something's wrong... The Zhenxian stele in my hand is a fake, a stone imitated...Old monk, you can't do this, you want the Taoist to take the blame and die unjustly, at least give a real Taoist It can still be used to give it a try, but you actually used fake things to trick me..." The voice of Daode Tianjun swearing came from the road of immortals and Buddhas.

Before Daode Tianjun was teleported away, he cried out for help, "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, you must disclose the news that you have obtained the real Zhenxian Monument, and you must save me, or I will die... dead bald donkey Hateful, you've killed Daoist Master!"

"Jiao Yang, isn't the piece in your hand also a fake?" Chu Ling'er worried

Long Jiaoyang shook his head as he looked at the Immortal Town Monument exuding immortal aura.

The old blind man grinned and said, "This old monk is very shrewd. He knows that the Ice and Snow Sacred Mountain cannot withstand the attack of the strong immortals, so he deliberately made a fake stele for Daodetianjun, making the illusion that Daodetianjun got the stele of suppressing immortals." , so that no one will know that the real Zhenxian Monument is in the hands of Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, what a clever trick."