Three years later.

　　 Underworld.

　　Don't ask, Liu Qinghou stood in the air and glanced around.

　　 This is a battlefield.

　　 Hundreds of Quanzhen Dao disciples are fighting with thousands of ghost soldiers, all kinds of auras flicker, shouting to kill, roaring constantly, and ghosts falling down from time to time.

　　 From time to time, Quanzhen Dao disciples are in danger. At this time, a huge magic talisman will fall from the sky and fall on them, which can kill the enemy even more while protecting the body.

　　 "Slightly, no action is required for non-fatal injuries."

　　Don't ask for a light to speak:

　　 "At the time of life and death, it can best stimulate a person's potential. In the future, we will not be able to follow them from time to time. We have to fight ourselves."

　　 "What the Taoist said is that I was too careful." Liu Qinghou nodded when he heard the words, and put away the magical magic book that hovered in the sky.

　　 This book is similar to the Nether Book in the Sea of ​​Mo Qiu.

　　 magic talisman can be superimposed on each other, there are miraculous effects of defense, attack, freezing, thunder and lightning, water and fire, and it can be called a strange treasure.

　　 glanced at the audience, he couldn't help but sigh:

　　 "These Dao soldiers are worthy of being directed by Dao Master himself, but there are more than a hundred people, and now they can besieged Daoji ghost generals."

　　 have been dealing with the underworld for several years, and now they also have a little understanding of the underworld ghost race.

like…

　　 The ghost soldiers who are fighting with one's own side are the subordinates of a prince in the country of Shang, and this prince belongs to a prince.

　　 King Lu!

　　 There are eight princes in the country, and each of them is the top master of the underworld, and their strength is by no means inferior to the real Yuan Ying of the Yang world.

　　 Moreover, it is by no means an ordinary Yuan Ying.

The 　　 Ghost Kingdom is deep and strict. Apart from the emperor, Wang, Hou, and Bo are among the most prominent and powerful classes.

　　下下，

　　 can be seen as a slave.

　　With the strength of the country, like the power of the whole country, not to mention that the small Shangqing Xuanyou Dongtian can't resist even Taiyizong.

　　 Fortunately,

　　 For a small cave world, Shang Guo is probably not eye-catching.

　　 Yang or King Lu did not report the matter, and the ghost soldiers and generals who came to attack also had few masters, so they didn't seem to care about it.

even so.

　　 For Liu Qinghou, the pressure is still not small.

　　 I don't know how big the underworld is, how many masters there are, but in the past few years, he has seen more than ten ghosts comparable to the golden core.

　　 Fortunately, it seems that the situation is improving.

　　 Even the Taoist soldiers of Taiyizong can play a big role.

　　 Do not ask to shook his head lightly: "Dao soldiers are convenient and fast, but they can't prolong life, and it is not conducive to practice. It is also a desperate choice."

　　 "Enough." Liu Qinghou's eyes flashed:

　　 "These Dao soldiers feed on the gloomy air of ghosts and ghosts, strengthen themselves, refine spiritual soldiers, and are more able to resist erosion from the underworld."

　　 "It's not obvious now, but if it can be made into a million soldiers..."

　　 At this point, his heart couldn't help but jump.

　　 If it is not for the strength of the Taoist soldiers, if they are sitting on a million Taoist soldiers, I am afraid that they will be able to break the wrist with the sixth palace of Taiyizong.

　　 This is not impossible!

　　Other Dao soldiers need elixir and spiritual resources to be accumulated, and the number cannot be too much.

　　 The Taoist soldiers of Quanzhen Dao do not need to be like this. As long as they kill ghosts, they will become stronger, provided that they are not dead in the hands of ghosts.

　　 Fortunately, you can only kill ghosts. If you kill people, you can become stronger...

　　 Liu Qinghou's eyes shrink slightly.

　　 Don't ask for a laugh or say anything, and didn't talk.

　　 In his eyes, the aura of many Taoist soldiers is connected into a whole, like a gluttonous glutton that swallows all things, sucking the evil spirits around him.

　　 These things are incorporated into their bodies through secret methods, strengthening the physical body and magic weapons, and part of them are stored in the dantian.

　　 When it accumulates to a certain level, it can be turned into a killer move and released in one fell swoop.

　　 its might, enough to threaten monk Daoji.

　　 Hundreds of soldiers all shot together, and they can indeed kill powerful ghosts.

This…

　　 is just the beginning.

　　 If they are given a century of accumulation, and the survival of the fittest will gather tens of thousands of soldiers, even if it is to besieged the golden core, it is not impossible.

The 　　 Yuque Jinzhang deserves to be the inheritance of the "Xianfa", it is so extraordinary!

　　 Even the simplified version is so eye-catching.

　　Nah.

　　 This method has great flaws, so Mo Qiu dare not try it easily, otherwise the ghost generals killed in these years will be enough to push the cultivation base to Jin Dan Consummation.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The last ghost soldier was cut under the knife. Dao soldiers gathered in an orderly manner. The wounded were surrounded by others and retreated quickly towards the passage.

　　 When everyone is there, don't ask for a big hand to stretch out, gently press forward, and a channel that passes through the two worlds is opened.

　　Five Finger Mountain!

　　 Don't think he can open up the channel so casually, but it is actually quite restrictive.

　　 If you stay in the underworld long enough, even if you want to go out, it will be difficult.

　　……

　　 When he returned to the Yang world, Mo Qiu Zheng wanted to return to the dojo, so he was stopped by Yan Fang of the Most Sacred Dojo.

　　 "Mo Daozhu, we have a gathering where we welcome a fellow Daoist, it is better to come together, that fellow Daoist is an alchemy master."

　　 "Master of alchemy?"

　　 Don't ask for slight eye movements:

　　 "It is better to be respectful than fate."

　　 He is still quite curious about the alchemist of the Most Sacred Dojo, after all, there are elixir that is not available anywhere else.

　　 If you can get it, you can also improve your cultivation.

　　 "Hehe..." Yan Fang chuckled lightly:

　　 "It would be great if Daozhu could come."

　　 said, rolling up his long sleeves lightly, leading the way.

　　 To the east of the capital, somewhere on the top of a mountain.

　　 Here towers, towers and pavilions stand tall, with flying eaves bowed, each house seems to be ready to take off at any time, nestled among the trees.

　　 Some people who practice cultivation, 30-50% of the conversation.

　　The people here have something to do with the Most Sacred Dojo. In the middle of the pavilion, there are several Jindan masters from the dojo.

　　 Compared with the fights that can be seen everywhere in the cave world, here is quiet and peaceful, quiet and laid back, it can be said that the two worlds are completely different.

　　The fragrance of the spirit brews, the wonderful flowers are beautiful, and the intentions can be seen everywhere.

　　 "Mo Daozhu, I'll introduce you." Guo Zhai greeted him warmly, and reached out to a tall and thin man next to him:

　　 "This Changtian Pavilion Chang Daoist is a well-known alchemy master in our dojo, and he specializes in flesh and blood."

　　 "Don't ask, I've seen fellow Taoists." Don't ask, hand over and examine the incoming person.

　　 Changtian Pavilion cultivation base is not high, but Jin Dan’s initial cultivation base, but his age is definitely not young, his eyes are vicissitudes of life, I am afraid it is over a thousand years old.

　　 The aura on this person is quite strange, gloomy, cold, bloodthirsty...

　　 In Mo Qiu's perception, the entangled resentment on the opponent is almost as real, but it is trapped by someone with a special secret method.

　　Under the action of the secret method, these grievances not only failed to affect this person, but instead provided him with a layer of protection, and even concealed his breath.

but…

　　 It can also be seen how much blood was on this person's hand.

　　 Mo Qiu also killed a lot of people, but they were all clean and hardly arousing resentment.

　　 "Chang Mou is the name of Daozhu Mo who has been heard for a long time in recent years." Chang Tian Ge Lang laughed:

　　 "See you today, Sansheng is fortunate!"

　　 "Friends of Daoist are talking and laughing." Mo Qiu said calmly:

　　 "Momou has long heard of the alchemy of the most sacred dojo, and I hope he can give me some advice."

　　 "It's easy to talk, easy to talk." Chang Tiange nodded with a smile:

　　 "But Chang's alchemy method requires flesh and blood to make a great pill. I am afraid that the Taoist is not happy. It is because of the Taoist that I am here."

　　 "Oh!" Moqiu's eyes moved slightly, and then it became clear:

　　 "But Jiang Hou, the man of the underworld?"

　　 "Not bad." Chang Tiange nodded:

　　 "It is rare to see people who practice in the underworld, especially if they are comparable to the existence of Jin Dan in the later stage, and they are still alive. How can Chang not come here."

　　 said, sighed softly:

　　 "Able to capture the ghosts of the late Jindan stage, it is really true."

　　 Underworld ghosts are good at flesh. Once lost, they tend to explode their flesh. Generally speaking, they rarely leave a complete body.

　　 Especially among the masters.

　　 is difficult at first, and it is even rarer to catch alive.

　　 A few months ago, Mo Qiu took one person in order to torture the message.

　　 Chang Tian Pavilion hurried over when he heard this news. For him, the Golden Pill of the Ghost Race is an indispensable medicine for a certain secret recipe.

　　 "Friends of Daoist." He frowned, and said in a slow voice:

　　 "Then Jiang Hou has a lot of status in the territory of King Shang of Lu, and there are many secrets in his body, and he cannot be handed over to fellow daoists for the time being."

　　 "Huh?" Chang Tiange raised his brows, his face was unhappy:

　　 "When I came, I didn't say anything about it!"

　　 "Cough cough..." Guo Zhai coughed slightly and said:

　　 "Brother Chang, don't worry, people have already taken it. It is not a matter of time before the medicine is used. There is no need to fight for this time."

"Am I right?"

　　 "..." Chang Tiange opened his mouth and sighed helplessly:

　　 "Well then, I will stay here for a while."

"correct!"

　　 His eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Mo Qiu:

　　 "I heard that there are some Taoist soldiers in Quanzhen Tao. They are quite peculiar. The physical body can melt the evil spirits of the soul, and I have to trouble the Taoist master to divide me dozens of them."

　　 "Fen?" Mo Qiu frowned slightly:

　　 "I'm sorry, these Taoist soldiers still need to fight with the ghost soldiers of the underworld, and they can't make time for the time being, so you might as well take a look at this world's elixir."

　　 Chang Tian Pavilion reduced his smile, and his expression became cold.

　　 The displeasure in his eyes even showed disgust.

　　 "Brother Chang." Yan Fang said anxiously when he saw this:

　　 "Today is to pick up the dust for you. Let's not talk about business. The little girl has specially prepared some spirits. Brother Lao will taste it."

　　 "Not bad, not bad." Guo Zhai also nodded, should be:

　　 "Today I will only talk about Fengyue, not about business affairs."

　　 "Come on!"

　　 "Dance!"

　　 Pat his hands lightly, and immediately there was a crane fairy and a female cultivator filed inside, presenting the same spirit fruit Qiongzheng, and the curling sound followed.

　　 Don't beg to sweep everyone in the field, ponder a little, and leave with the excuse of something.

　　 The group did not stay, and watched him disappear into the sky in the form of escape.

"Ah…"

　　 Seeing people walking away, one sneered:

　　 "Quanzhen Tao, it's such a big show!"

　　 They can come here, but Taiyizong wanted to send a message and managed to get it, but now he is put on the face by Quanzhen Dao, so naturally he doesn't like it.

　　 "This unpleasant temper is really not very good." Guo Zhai also put away the smile on his face, put down the wine cup in his hand, and spoke slowly:

　　 "If it hadn't been for Taiyizong's Yuan Ying's repeated maintenance, I would like him to see what is meant by Tianwaiyoutian."

　　 "Hmm..." Yan Fang said slowly:

　　 "Mo Daozhu's temper is really bad, but this person's cultivation level and strength should not be underestimated, so Junior Brother Guo should not be careless."

　　 "In other words, people, I can't get it?" Chang Tiange frowned, his expression unhappy:

　　 "Then what shall I do?"

　　 "Brother Chang, don't be anxious." Guo Zhai shook his head:

　　 "Then Jiang Hou was imprisoned in the back mountain of the Quanzhen Taoist Temple, and the guards all admired the Most Sacred Dojo, and it would not be easy to mention someone at that time."

　　 "As for the Dao Bing..."

　　 He disdainfully smiled:

　　 "There are so many Taoist soldiers in Quanzhen Tao, but there are dozens of people in UU reading www.uukanshu.com, who can find out what's wrong?"

　　 "Yeah." Chang Tiange nodded, smiled again on his face, and gestured to Guo Zhai with a toast:

　　 "Brother Guo, you have work."

"polite!"

　　……

　　 here.

　　Moqiu just returned to the dojo, when he saw Ye Quanzhen rushing over.

　　 "Master."

　　 Ye Quanzhen was agitated, and his voice trembled:

　　 "I... we found the news that we won too much."

　　 "Too true to win?" Do not ask for a moment:

　　 "Isn't she dead?"

　　 As early as several decades ago, the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty had been killed in the siege of the underworld ghost clan after winning Taizhen.

　　 "His Majesty Taizhen was besieged by the ghost clan at the time, and no one was spared. The younger generation thought she was dead." Ye Quanzhen explained:

　　 "But in the memory of Jiang Hou, I found that Taizhen was not dead at the time, but was captured alive by the ghost clan and taken to the underworld."

　　 "It seems that a certain big man has taken a fancy to her, wants to accept her as a concubine, and help Taizhen to disperse his flesh and blood, and re-practice the method of the underworld."

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