Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Longhu Mountain, in the early morning, the Haoyang bell rings, and the sound of Taoism washes through every corner of Longhu Mountain, washing the souls of all souls. The evergreen pines energize the spirit, spreading endless fresh air. As time goes by, it becomes more and more majestic.

Flying to the peak, there are white lotuses in the void, and the Brahma-purified cave sky.

Sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, Zhang Chunyi frowned as he looked at the handful of white ashes in his hand. This was the ashes left after the death of the mayfly.

Life and death, this magical power of the universe is a real life-saving magical power. After using it, you will definitely die, and it is difficult for gods to save you. However, it is undeniable that this magical power is extraordinary and it is excellent for cultivating dead warriors.

With this in mind, Zhang Chunyi deliberately suppressed a batch of mayflies and collected the ashes left behind after their death.

"After using the magical power of life and death, the time ephemeral burned everything, including the Dao marks and the true spirit. After death, it completely dissipated, leaving nothing behind. Even using the Tianjun Furnace, it was unable to refine the Dao seed from it."

"Under normal conditions, the time ephemeral can only refine morning life and dusk death at the level of low-grade magic types. Only by using magical powers to burn one's own true spirit can the essence of these two types of magic jump to reach high-grade magic types, or even It is a Tao seed level, but these are all illusory, and fundamentally it is still just a low-grade Dharma seed."

After several attempts failed, Zhang Chunyi knew that it was impossible for him to refine the Taoist-level morning life and evening death from the body of the mayfly.

"The bloodline of Shi Mayfly is not very strong. To be able to have such miraculous powers is probably because of Shi Mayfly's true spirit. No wonder no one in Taixuan Realm can enslave Shi Mayfly and use it for his own use."

"It's a pity that I know very little about true spirits."

Shaking his head, Zhang Chunyi annihilated the ashes in his hand.

He is not the only one in the Taixuan Realm who realizes the value of the Time Mayfly. Before him, many people have thought about the Time Mayfly. After all, as long as you can control the Time Mayfly, it is equivalent to having an army of demon kings. A demon emperor's guard.

There are even people who want to use the Soul Seal to contract a Time Mayfly and use it as a desperate trump card, but no matter what method they use, the result is failure. The Time Mayfly is like a stubborn stone that water cannot pour into.

And at this moment, with steady steps, Heishan walked into Brahma Pure Heaven.

Roar, let out a low roar, and Black Mountain spit out a ball of white light. This is the memory it found from the remaining souls of two hundred-eyed centipedes.

Absorbing the memories of the two Demon Emperors, Zhang Chunyi's eyes moved slightly.

Taoist Cimei was born as a casual cultivator. He first practiced in Beihuang, the ancestral land of the Demon Sect. Although he was born in a lowly position, his talent for cultivation was very good. Coupled with his natural kind eyebrows and kind eyes, he gained the favor of several noble people on his path of cultivation. Help.

Under such circumstances, after going through several twists and turns, he finally ascended to immortality successfully, but he also provoked a powerful person and was hunted down because the treasure he used to ascend to immortality was stolen from his family by a friend. from.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up the foundation he had finally built, escaped from the Northern Wilderness, and went to the Western Wilderness, where he had a chance encounter and developed the magical power of summoning friends.

After that, he changed his appearance, abandoned his past identity as a demon cultivator, and turned into a monk. With his kind eyes and friendly eyes, he made friends with heroes from all over the world, creating the appearance of an enlightened monk who cares less about interests, has a pure heart, and values ​​friendship.

At that time, as long as he holds a Dharma meeting, guests from all over the world will come to congratulate him.

However, the focus of Buddhist practice, although Taoist Ci Mei’s magical powers are strange, but over time, traces of them were still noticed by others. Fortunately, Taoist Ci Mei was alert and decisive. After noticing something was wrong, he immediately gave up his status as a high monk. Escaped again, and then he left Xihuang and arrived at Yunhuang.

In addition to the east, south, west, and north of the world, there are also barbarians, sins, gods, and clouds. Among them, the barbarians have been taught by Confucian saints and have become the foundation of Confucianism. The sin wilderness is full of barren mountains and harsh waters, and the environment is very dangerous. There are aliens and some extremely evil people hiding in it. There are many ferocious beasts, intelligent creatures are relatively rare, and few monks have set foot in it.

Shenhuang has long been hidden and disappeared without a trace. It is rumored that there are traces of innate sanctity there, so it is named after God. Yunhuang is a huge sea of ​​clouds, with islands dotted in it. It is vast and sparsely populated.

At that time, the three ancestors of the side sect all practiced in Yunhuang and left their Taoist traditions there, so it was a paradise for casual cultivators and there was no big Immortal Sect there.

After summarizing his experiences in Beihuang and Xihuang, Taoist Cimei still felt that an environment like Yunhuang was more suitable for the development of his magical powers.

When he entered the wilderness, he was like a dragon returning to the sea. In a short period of time, he became prosperous. The monks here mostly fought alone. Even if something went wrong, no one would pursue it. He only needed to act more cautiously. good.

Under such circumstances, relying on the help and selfless dedication of many friends, his cultivation level increased, and he finally overcame the three disasters and was only one step away from becoming an earthly immortal.

"It's a good idea."

After reading the general life experience of Cimei Taoist, Zhang Chunyi couldn't help but sneered. Under the kind eyes of this Cimei Taoist, he was actually a real black-hearted man who tricked his so-called friends and robbed his "friends" of their property. , Asking friends to protect themselves from disasters is completely a routine practice of Taoist Cimei, and the bad ones are shocking.

This Ci-mei Taoist once obtained a secret method from the Demon Sect to harvest yin and replenish yang, which could strengthen his own soul through divine communication, so he tricked a group of his friends to death and seized their property, wives and daughters.

I have to say that Taoist Cimei is worthy of coming out of the devil's cave in Beihuang. He really has the face of a Bodhisattva, a Shura heart, and is cruel and despicable in his conduct.

"Xianzhen·Mayfly Flower, no wonder those time mayflies would chase Ci Mei Lao Dao. It turns out that he actually took away the foundation of the time mayfly clan."

After absorbing all the memories, Zhang Chunyi extinguished the light ball in his hand.

"I don't know what kind of treasure this mayfly is, but it makes the cautious and kind-hearted Taoist take risks."

Whispering softly, Zhang Chunyi took out the Five Thunder Palm Seal.

With a thought, Zhang Chunyi and Heishan walked into the Thunder Prison.

Rumbling, thunder exploded, and the five-color thunder light turned into shackles to bind the old Taoist Cimei to the sky.

"wake up!"

Tongyou circulates, and with a command, Zhang Chunyi wakes up the sleeping old Taoist Ci Mei.

His consciousness began to wake up, and out of instinct, the compassionate old man struggled crazily, but unfortunately it was of no use. Under the restraint of the five-color lightning, he was like a mortal body.

"Fellow Taoist, I was blind before. I have a piece of inheritance from immortals and a clue to a treasure. I am willing to dedicate it to you, as long as you let me live."

After trying in vain, he recognized his situation and looked at Zhang Chunyi. He begged for mercy and offered a pretty good bargaining chip.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi raised his eyebrows slightly. This kind-hearted old man is indeed rich.

I seem to remember that I wrote Bahuang’s name before, but I forgot about it, which makes me feel a little numb.