The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Many fairy families in Zhongtian Realm are very jealous of Zhen'an's Star Array. Do you know why?"

Li Tuizhi had few heirs, and the only remaining bloodline was resentful of him. In fact, he lacked such a junior to listen to his words.

Moreover, some things have been accumulated for a long time, and they accumulate the desire to express - not to mention their cultivation and character, as long as they are human beings, they will always have such demands.

Zhang Qinghe played such a role very well.

"Qinghe doesn't know."

Zhang Qinghe knew that the reason why Li Tui took a detour was to better explain that past event.

"The ancestors drew this pattern to gather the fortune of the Immortal Tang Dynasty, connect the spiritual veins of the Northern Wilderness, and absorb the mighty power of the stars and heavens. Finally, it became the most powerful pass in Zhongtian, able to fight against the mighty mountains of a hundred thousand mountains with the weak body of the human race. The demon clan’s minions fight against each other, this is one of them.

What's more important... it can make a Hun Cave stand up to the existence of the peak saint.

In ancient times, there were those who fought against Dongxu and those who fought against Hundong, but few used Hundong's body to fight against the saints.

The so-called saint is an existence that is different from the common people. It cannot be explained, and there is no way to explore its great power. It is as if the great road is lightly treading on your feet. There are gods and gods above you, and you are admired by the mortal world. When you raise your hands and feet, the sky and the earth are eclipsed. Once your words are spoken, all laws are in harmony. Follow. "

Li Tuizhi said slowly.

“This is how my lineage has been able to fight against the Demon Saint in the Hundred Thousand Mountains for thousands of years.

I guess it sounds familiar to you. His name is Zhu Yu, and he is the descendant of the evil dragon under Gaozu's sword. "

Zhang Qinghe fell into memories and muttered to himself.

"In the thirteenth year of the flood, Emperor Gaozu killed Canglong and defeated Lu in the wilderness.

Eat its flesh, brew its blood, seize its horns to make a flat abyss, and draw its tendons to make a jade belt.

The dragon bones were thrown into the east city to refine the Tianmen, turn them into holy weapons, and decorate them with scales..."

He still remembered the thousands of legs and limbs coiled on the Canglong Gate, a huge black shadow that seemed to represent the purest fear and made a child stop crying.

This is a feud...

"The grudges between our Immortal Tang Li family and the ancestors and the Beihuang monster clan began with the human race, but the most direct starting point was the evil dragon.

There was Canglong Gate first, and then there were Suzaku Gate, Xuanwu Gate, and White Tiger Gate. "

Are all the demon clan ancestors in the Northern Wasteland slaughtered?

Zhang Qinghe was a little touched.

"Originally, with the help of the Star Divine Formation, I was able to stay in this pass and contend with that old evil species. When the Supreme Leader in the clan broke through the bottleneck of the Great Sage in the past hundred years, the Northern Wilderness was naturally peaceful.

But ten years ago... Nantian came..."

Li Tuizhi's face was gloomy.

"He didn't know what means he used to persuade the old dragon king to urge the demons to attack the divine formation desperately, forcing me to go out to fight the enemy."

"The emperor of the Heavenly Palace...has his cultivation level reached that of a saint?" Zhang Qinghe was a little confused.

"That's not the case. Nan Tian's cultivation is in the middle stage of the Hun Cave, but his methods..."

When Li Tuizhi thought about that, the Tao civilization wrapped in the spirit of the soul became more violent, as if the degree of a certain reaction of the soul inside became obvious.

"I just said it, it is not human power, it does not belong to the human world...

To put it in a way that is easy for you to understand, that is God's will, the God's will represented by the gods..."

There was a rare movement on Li Tuizhi's calm face. Normally, he would have nothing but solemnity and deep-hidden tiredness.

"That... God's will easily cut me into serious injuries when I faced the enemy with the old villain. After a lot of effort, I escaped back.

For thousands of years, such a force has probably not existed in Zhongtian. Even the Great Sage cannot stop the power that seems to be enough to corrode the eternity.

My soul breaks apart easily like earth and stone, and can no longer be restored to its original form. Only with the power of the formations can I lock the scattered soul.

In the past ten years, my cultivation has made no progress, and what your father left behind only delayed this trend for a hundred years. "

After Li Tuizhi finished talking about the past, his hand stroking the sandalwood chair slowly stopped and he looked at Zhang Qinghe.

That makes sense...

Why was Li Tuizhi eager to find a successor?

——In the eyes of others, he still has a lot of time, but to himself, he has already reached his twilight years.

"In recent years, my grief has become more and more unstable. The formation pattern is to prevent the talisman formation text left by your father from collapsing prematurely——

That was tantamount to a cave detonating its own spiritual energy in Zhen'an City.

With this great formation, I can kill myself with a force of thousands at the last moment. "

When Li Tuizhi said this, there was no hesitation.

Zhang Qinghe suddenly felt a little sad when he looked at the obvious old heart inside the young body in front of him as the mystery was revealed.

No one came behind Li Tuizhi, and there was no shade tree in front of him. He was also a solitary traveler.

How could Li Tuizhi fail? He is the flag of Zhen'an, the spear and sword of Beihuang, and the tripod of Xian Tang.

——So he is always pretending and hiding.

General Mo Dao is rich in wine and meat, but the coldest thing is the iron in his body.

The most important thing for a prince to enjoy is the crown.

The princes, generals and prime ministers are all burdened, and their beauty is dirty day by day.

The prince died on the record, the general died in Beiguan...

Li Tuizhi cannot claim to be a perfect man. He is very domineering and his hands are stained with blood. However, when he has a choice, he always puts people's livelihood as the bottom line.

However, now, facing the questioning from his benefactor's old son, he was a little tired.

"I shouldn't have told you this originally. Now that I know it, I'll make an oath later."

Zhang Qinghe felt a little frightened when he thought of Tai Sui Xingjun's long and thin fingers and claws stretching out from the river of destiny, the dark shadow that manipulates people's destiny.

But out of empathy, he nodded with difficulty.

"Okay, but do you have a second question?"

Zhang Qinghe thought for a while and settled on one point.

"Since Nan Tian and Old Dragon King are targeting the King, why..."

The Demon Suppressing King's hand had the tendency to clench tightly for a moment, but hundreds of years of Qi cultivation made him stop his behavior.

"The sun is in the city, and their goal is not me at all, but Ping An.

As for the specific process, there is no way to tell...

No matter what, in the end, the bones of my eldest son were left in the ancestral secret realm, and Ping An and Qing Luo stayed away from Zhenan. "

Li Tuizhi still refused to let go.

Before becoming the Demon Suppressing King, he was first and foremost a father. He could tell Zhang Qinghe about his injuries, even if it involved the Immortal Tang Sheji Artifact, the Li family, and the common people...

But he couldn't say a word about Li Pingan's incident that year. This was his selfishness as a father.

"Well, the third question is, what is in the secret realm, or... how is it arranged?"

Seeing that Zhang Qinghe was smart enough not to ask further questions, Li Tuizhi nodded slightly with satisfaction.

“I originally planned to tell you this matter today.

The secret realm of the ancestors... is completely different from the usual secret realms. It seems to be some kind of superb Taoism, which makes the flow of time and space inside it very strange. The flow speed is several times slower than the outside world, so there is no need to worry about the experience outside the pass.

However, because of this characteristic, people occasionally see some photos of old things. No matter what you see, don’t be surprised. Some are my arrangements, but they are just altered illusions, and some are even my own. Images that are incomprehensible can be regarded as illusions.

In addition, there are inheritance levels set up by the ancestors..."