The celestial master who suppressed the world

Chapter 72 This blow is like a god!

Three days later, the Tianshi Palace held a grand ceremony.

Taoist Songyue, who is the head teacher, is setting up a substitute head teacher because of his profound cultivation and preparing to retreat and break through the realm of martial saints.

After Songyue's head teacher retreats, the acting head teacher will perform the duties of the head teacher.

When Songyue announced that the acting headteacher was Duan Zhenghong, the former elder of foreign affairs, Zeng Kuan, Zhu Lang and other powerful elders were all dumbfounded.

But now that this matter has been decided, no one in Tianshi Palace dares to speak out against it.

At this time, Xu Cheng had already led Ji Zishu to the territory of Dachu.

……

"boom--"

A flame soared into the sky, smashing dozens of bronze dolls into pieces.

However, after days of fierce fighting, the flames on Zhao Pan's body were no longer as strong as before.

Panting a few times, he rushed forward again.

There, army formations continued to move forward.

"Boy, you can't bear it anymore, let's rest for a day first."

Zihe's voice resounded in Zhao Pan Shenzang.

Indeed, he couldn't take it anymore.

Now even if he stimulates his own body of drought, he is a little bit unsustainable.

"Senior, you can transform into Tao and live, so can't I die in defense of Tao?"

Zhao Pan laughed out loud and rushed forward.

The bronze dolls surrounded him without saying a word.

"See, there is no shortage of loyal people in this world."

Not far away, Xu Cheng who was leading Ji Zishu said in a low voice.

Ji Zishu looked excited and nodded heavily.

"Then do you know what he is defending?"

Xu Cheng turned to look at Ji Zishu.

"It's Da Chu." Ji Zishu said.

"wrong."

wrong?
Ji Zishu raised his head in doubt.

Xu Cheng looked at the flaming Hanba's figure, and said in a low voice, "What he defends is something that he thinks is worth giving his life for."

"It is the glory of the soldiers, the life and death of the common people, and the safety of the country."

"It's Da Chu, and it's not Da Chu."

Xu Cheng turned to look at Ji Zishu, and said in a deep voice, "Remember, this world can be the Great Chu, the Great Qin, or the Great Han, but the only thing that remains the same is the common people, all living beings."

Ji Zishu nodded heavily.

"Little Heavenly Master, I understand."

Xu Cheng smiled slightly, looked forward, and raised his hand.

"boom--"

Endless lightning, raining down!

The thunder light vented from the sky, illuminating thousands of miles of land.

With one hand raised, Xu Jianli stood in front of Ji Zishu, like a god.

"boom--"

Under the thunderstorm, all the bronze dolls were shattered into pieces.

When the thunderstorm was over, the bronze army formation stretching for tens of miles had disappeared.

Zhao Pan, who was covered in flames, turned around with difficulty, and saw Xu Cheng and Ji Zi walking slowly.

"Little celestial master, grandson of the emperor."

Ji Zishu bowed towards Zhao Pan: "Zishu is on behalf of the people of the world, thank you for your righteousness!"

hero?

Zhao Pan's expression was shocked.

Are you a hero?

In order to improve his strength, he ate meat that contained magic, and he did not hesitate to use magic in exchange for strength.

What kind of a hero is such a person?
If he got the power of Hanba, if he didn't still have a sliver of wisdom in his heart, he would have made a big mistake long ago, how could he be considered a hero?

If Taoist Zihe hadn't been sitting in Shenzang, he would have lost his sanity long ago, so how could he stick to it?
The name of a hero is worthy of someone like Taoist Zihe...

Xu Cheng looked at Zhao Pan quietly.

He had communicated with Songyue some time ago, and he also knew the method handed down by Tianshi Palace to control the drought.

Sitting in Shenzang with a powerful soul, keeping the body of Hanba awake all the time.

"Senior Zihe, is he alright?"

After pondering for a moment, Xu Cheng asked in a low voice.

"Senior is fine." Zhao Pan said softly.

"He said that the Tianshi Palace and the Demon-Suppressing Tower will be handed over to the little Tianshi."

"Also, Senior said," Zhao Pan's voice paused slightly, with a complicated expression on his face: "He said that he can't accompany Junior Sister down the mountain to eliminate demons in this life..."

Xu Cheng nodded, looked at Zhao Pan and said, "Actually, it's not that there is no chance. As long as you practice hard, and when you can control the body of Hanba, Senior Zihe can still come out again."

Hearing Xu Cheng's words, Zhao Pan asked anxiously, "What kind of cultivation do I need? If senior comes out, can he still reshape his body?"

If he had no body but just a wandering mind, Zihe would still not live long.

"Don't worry, just practice slowly, and you will feel it yourself at that time." Xu Cheng showed a faint smile on his face.

"As for the physical body of Senior Zihe, you can leave this matter to me."

There are not one or two heavenly demons imprisoned in the demon tower in Xu Chengzhen, so it is not difficult to get a phantom body.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Pan said, "Senior asked me to thank Little Heavenly Master."

"It's just my duty." Xu Cheng waved his hand.

"I think Senior Zihe must know how to help you practice, so I don't worry about it."

After Xu Cheng finished speaking, he cupped his hands and said, "I wish you two will come back as soon as possible."

Then he turned around, took Ji Zishu by the hand, and walked away quietly.

"Little Celestial Master, why don't you let Zhao Pan and senior Zihe go to the Celestial Master's Palace? Or you can go to Dachu." Ji Zishu asked in a low voice.

"Hanba was born, thousands of miles dried up, and the power of Hanba would burn the water vapor in the world. The place where he lives has no rain or snow, and it is difficult for Tianshi Palace and Dachu to accept him." Xu Cheng shook his head and said.

He didn't even send a pill.

The body of Hanba is actually different from that of ordinary people, and the medicine can't work at all.

Zhao Pan can only rely on his own strength if he wants to practice.

"Senior, what do you mean, let's go to the end of the world?" Zhao Pan, who was standing there, asked in a low voice.

"That's right, only where the power of heaven and earth is thin, and there are no people, is it suitable for your practice." Zihe said in the middle of the divine treasure.

"Okay, then let's go to the end of the world, I will work hard to practice, and let the senior take the junior sister down the mountain to eliminate demons as soon as possible."

Zhao Pan laughed loudly, took a step forward, and walked northwestward.

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"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in to the Xianqin ancient tomb, and a reward of "Xianqin Puppet Art"."

Standing outside the stretching Qinhuang Mausoleum, Xu Cheng was a little dazed for a moment.

Immortal Qin!

He had seen this name from the Tianshi Palace classics.

It was a huge force comparable to the predecessor of Tianshi Palace in ancient times.

It turned out that this Immortal Qin was the Pre-Qin.

With a thought in his mind, the "Xianqin Puppet Art" was immediately flipped, and the words and patterns on it were integrated into his mind.

Immortal Qin puppet art, the basic Taoism of the ancient Immortal Qin forces.

Relying on the soul, spiritual energy, true energy, and blood, he can control everything in the world.

Of course, after reading the whole story, Xu Cheng only found out that most people who can control the realm of Martial Saints are the most powerful.

The most basic puppet art is to manipulate plants, bamboo and stones.

Xu Cheng had seen this kind of method before from the Dark Guard of the Great Chu.

It seems that Da Chu got part of the inheritance of the puppet art from the pre-Qin period and formed the Royal Secret Guard.

After comprehending this puppet technique, Xu Cheng also understood why the new emperor Ji Chongxuan was able to order the pre-Qin puppet.

That Ji Chongxuan had clearly been turned into a puppet by others.

Glancing at Ji Zishu beside him, Xu Cheng sighed softly. This little guy was still puzzled, how could his father change his mind so much.

Leading him away from the ancient Qin land, Xu Cheng headed south all the way.

Over there is the direction of the Great Chu Imperial City.

(End of this chapter)