The world of Taoism

Chapter 210

An old man with a white beard appeared in front of everyone.

"Senior White Crane God, don't you have anything to do?"

"No, I'm old and incompetent." The White Crane God sighed.

If he had a way to solve it himself, he probably wouldn't bother Zhou Xuan.

The reason why Zhou Xuan is called here now is that a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor.

"Senior, don't blame yourself, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, there are countless dangers in cultivation, Yingning can only be regarded as bad luck." Zhou Xuan said.

Every time the way of cultivation breaks through a realm, one will encounter great danger.

Every cultivator can be said to have come out of a narrow escape.

Cultivation in this world is not as simple as 1+1, if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss.

"Ying Ning actually doesn't need to be so anxious, but I told her that I will come out to find you after the breakthrough, so I am too eager for quick success..." Bai Heshen said.

In fact, with the background of the White Crane God, it is completely possible for his daughter to enter the period of concentrating safely.

It's just that He Yingning kept clamoring to come out.

Bai He was so annoyed that she casually said that as long as she broke through, she would be let out of the mountain.

That's why He Yingning was a little eager for quick success, which eventually led to an unstable foundation.

In addition, luck was not very good, so it became what it is now.

"This……"

As time passed, He Yingning's face became paler and paler, the blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible, and he was less conscious than unconscious.

In the eyes of everyone, a cloud of black air lingered around He Yingning.

All kinds of negative emotions are hidden in the black air, as if all the most vicious thoughts in the world are contained in it.

"I don't know what's going on recently, the atmosphere in the world is not good, and the demon stain is much more serious than before." White Crane God said.

He understands this very clearly.

Since the past few months, as long as I meditate, I can feel the breath of magic dye.

The breath of magic dye is the information flow that Tiandao subconsciously distributes.

Because human beings can't understand the way of heaven, they are unknown and afraid of the way of heaven, so the magic dye is produced.

It used to be about the same, but the probability of it happening recently has increased a lot.

At this moment, the old ghost suddenly raised his head.

"how?"

All eyes were on the old ghost.

"I can use the golden light of merit to protect me for a period of time. The final result depends on whether He Yingning can break through herself."

"If you don't take protection, you may not be able to survive today."

The old ghost said bluntly.

He had no choice but to use the golden light of merit to cure the symptoms, but he still had to rely on He Yingning himself.

As soon as the words were finished, the old ghost stretched out his hand, a golden light wheel converged behind his head, turning slowly, very mysterious.

Whoa!

A golden light shot out from the back of his head and entered He Yingning's forehead.

Take He Yingning's eyebrows as the center.

The golden fluctuations instantly spread to the whole body, forming a golden film, wrapping He Yingning's body.

Afterwards, He Yingning woke up leisurely and looked at the four weeks in confusion.

"Zhou Xuan, you're here..."

He Yingning smiled, and then with a sad face, "I may be dying, remember to burn some paper money for me in the future to buy something to eat."

"Don't say such frustrating words yet, take a good rest." Zhou Xuan comforted.

"Lie down first, I have my own way, after I'm done, I'll buy you a lot of delicious food, eat whatever you want."

"Really?" He Yingning's eyes lit up, and then she raised her little finger, "I want to eat pig's trotters, sweet-scented osmanthus cake..."

"It's okay, let's get better first."

Just as he was talking, He Yingning felt tired again, and then fell into a deep sleep.

This time I slept more peacefully, without the pain just now.

"What is the reason for this?"

"There is a problem with the foundation, that is, there is a problem with the cultivation of spells." Bai Heshen said.

"I think so too. If you want to solve the problem, there are only two ways, one is to re-cultivate, or to use a powerful force to set things right. Anyway, the foundation is the most important." The old ghost agrees with Bai Heshen's point of view.

All in all, the path has gone astray, and we must either start over again, or ask someone to turn it around.

Neither the White Crane God nor the old ghost has this ability.

It's not that they are not strong enough, but that they don't know this kind of thing.

As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry, and they can't do things beyond their own abilities.

"Maybe a god is needed to come over, believe in the god wholeheartedly, and after obtaining the power of the god, you can set things right."

"God?" Zhou Xuan's heart moved, then he raised his head, "Take me to find that guy who broke into the mountain."

"What?" Everyone couldn't keep up with Zhou Xuan's train of thought.

"I have a way, take me to find the enemy just now."

……

cliff edge.

In a cave on the cliff, the inside is filled with black mist, locking a huge monster in it.

A golden light flew into the cave, and then returned.

The golden light bound the body of General Blackscale, and this tall and strong man fell heavily on the ground.

This person is one foot tall, with a dark complexion and black scales on his skin, like a black scale fish.

General Heiscale fell to the ground, struggling violently, unable to break free from the golden rope wrapped around his body, and black smoke rose from the place where the rope touched the skin.

"Let me go, I am from the Yangtze River Water Mansion! If you dare to touch a single hair of my hair, your whole family will die."

General Heilin said viciously to Zhou Xuan and the others.

"So it's you brat." At this moment, General Hei Lin recognized Zhou Xuan in front of him.

"Long time no see, I didn't expect it to be you."

Zhou Xuan said unexpectedly.

It turned out to be the weird person who appeared next to King Chunjiang back then.

I didn't expect to meet in this way today.

"Hurry up and let me go." General Heishin said calmly.

"What if I don't let go?" Zhou Xuan smiled half-smile, and slowly approached General Heilin.

General Heiscale's heart was pounding, but he still maintained a confident smile on his face.

Hearing Zhou Xuan's words, General Heilin looked around and said with a smile: "You, including your family, kill all men."

General Heilin was full of murderous looks, and when he saw Heyingting, he showed a meaningful smile: "The girl was sent to our Qinglong Club to run it... Hehe."

"

"Crazy..." Zhou Xuandao, then holding the handle of the knife in his right hand, the spring rain was drawn out by lightning.

The golden light is gone!
"What? He really dared to do it..."

General Blackscale shrank his pupils and wanted to beg for mercy, but it was too late.

The picture in his eyes freezes instantly.

Bang!

General Heilin's head fell to the ground, and his body shrank rapidly, turning into a palm-width black fish.

"What does killing this thing have to do with saving He Yingning?" Several people were a little confused.

"Yes." Zhou Xuan smiled mysteriously.

A system message came from my mind.

"Ding! Gain 50 points of spirituality."

"Detect the match between Black Killer*[-] and Dark Horse General *[-]st Class of Conjuring God Art*, Three-Dong Niangniang*[-], whether to deduce..."

Zhou Xuan read the information about the new spell, and then gave the main force.

"The Taishang Shenxiao Dharma* first class has been named successfully! It is being deduced..."

(End of this chapter)