It is very useful for An Qisheng to replace the power of incense with Qi seeds, so as to restrain the city gods in the world.

He cultivates the Qi Seed, which is essentially the magnetic field of heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth are big Taiji, denying the small Taiji of the human body, and then inverting the size, replacing the big with the small, only then can we see success.

Replacement with the power of one person, how can it compare to the power of the crowd?

Therefore, it is a necessary step for An Qisheng to restrain the city gods.

It's just that this step has no future troubles, but it is necessary to let it know so as not to add more enemies.

As soon as An Qisheng's voice fell, the mountains were silent.

The throats of many city gods surged, and there was a ray of hope in their eyes: "Are you going to see the capital city god? Or the seventh master?"

The county, prefecture, and state city gods have no direct jurisdictional relationship, but the capital city gods are not the same.

And Bai Wuchang Xie Qi, naturally need not say.

That is one of the Eight Nether Monarchs, and now the real master of Netherworld.

They certainly hope it's the latter.

Because of the current situation, only the Seventh Master can convince the world, even if it is the real person of God's will, he must bow his head.

"Netherworld is temporarily unavailable."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

Among the Tai Chi mountains is the original Jiaoyuan Mountain. He wants to go to the Nether, although he can go.

He originally thought of going after condensing the three flowers, but it was just an attempt a few months ago, and he felt the emperor in the dark again.

Entering the netherworld, it is bound to be noticed by the emperor.

Whether it is good or bad, he can't come up with the results for the time being, but it is clear that Netherworld can't go there for the time being.

"what?"

The hope in the eyes of many city gods dimmed.

Sun Qi forced a smile and said:

"Now that the old city **** is trapped in the capital, where is the deity of God's Will, how can you see him?"

An Qisheng looked at Zhuchenghuang's mind as if he were watching the fire, and said with a faint smile:

"Who said I want to see Qin Wuyi?"

"Then who are you?"

Sun Qi's eyelids jumped and he lost his voice: "You, you want to see the seventh master?!"

After two words, Sun Qi's voice trembled.

The bodies of the other city gods were also shaken.

"No."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly and said sternly:

"He wants to see me."

Jinzhong Mountain, behind the gate of Jinzhong Tower, in a pavilion.

Beside the stone table, Mingxin Xiaodaotong squatted on the ground and carefully fanned the fire, and the wine was getting warmer.

"Master, don't be too busy, the wine is about to boil!"

After a while, he shouted at the top of his voice.

Amidst the wind and snow in the mountains in the distance, the Daoist Changlin was undulating in shape, chanting words in his mouth, and pinching his fingers like a storm.

One by one, the mana condensed, and the talismans visible to the naked eye emerged from the air, and they did not go to the mountains under his guidance.

He is repairing the mountain protection formation.

Zhuchenghuang's removal of three mountains would have little effect on his formation, and if it were normal, he would be too lazy to pay attention.

Just not now.

He didn't have much life expectancy, and he was about to die. The situation in this world changed several times. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that a catastrophe was brewing. How could he not order snacks?

Otherwise, once the catastrophe comes, just like his disciple, there is no possibility of survival at all.

For more than a year, he spent most of his time repairing the mountain protection formation, and the rest of the time was to teach his disciples exercises and spells.

His expression was serious, and he ignored the shouts of the little Daoist boy.

hum~

At a certain moment, as a talisman fell, the mountains rose and hummed.

It seemed that an incomparably large copper bell was rang, and the huge bell echoed in the mountains, and it did not disperse for a long time. Many hibernating beasts were suddenly recovered by the shock.

The invisible sound of the bell tower flashed and disappeared between the mountains.

"call!"

At this time, Changlin Dao Cai slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself:

"In this way, even if a real person who has cultivated supernatural powers hits the door, if he is not proficient in breaking the formation, he will not be able to break the formation. Even if there is, Mingxin will have enough time to escape.

However, it is still necessary to arrange a party to move the large formation. After calculating the time, sleepless, maybe it can be arranged. "

"Master? Master!"

Hearing the shouts of the disciples in the distance, Daoist Changlin shook his head helplessly: "Be calm and don't be impatient!"

At this time, he couldn't help but regret that he had protected this disciple too well.

Next, I'm going to teach him how to be a man.

After thinking about it in his mind, he jumped up and down, jumped over the mountain, and fell behind the gate of the Golden Bell Tower.

"Ok?!"

As soon as he landed, Daoist Changlin jumped in his heart and almost cried out.

In the pavilion in the back mountain, a small Taoist boy of Mingxin ran back and forth, bringing wine and vegetables, and on the stone table, a Taoist dressed in white was sitting impressively!

The Taoist sat with his back to him, not seeing his face, only seeing his back.

However, just seeing the back, his breathing was a little sluggish, and his heart seemed to be pressing against a large stone.

Some people forget it after seeing it, and some people can never forget it for a lifetime.

This man is undoubtedly one of them.

Not to mention the scene at Tai Chi Mountain, he still remembers the experience before the Yinsi Tavern.

A person without the slightest mana can be so tyrannical.

Afterwards, he even heard the Chenghuang who knew him talking about the attack of the Heavenly Will, and he was shocked, unbelievable, but also deeply in awe.

This one is already the number one powerhouse in Liangzhou today.

The news of the practice world has always spread very quickly.

"call!"

Daoist Changlin's chest rose and fell for a moment, and then he stepped forward.

He wasn't too afraid of someone who was about to die, not to mention, his only disciple was still there, and he was busy with his life like a jerk.

I had no idea what kind of person was sitting there.

At the same time, he was also secretly shocked. His phalanx formation was rooted in the mountains and rivers of the earth, and it was in harmony with the heaven and the stars. Even if it was a great real person who had survived the thunder tribulation, it would not be possible to step into it so easily, right?

Is this real person already close to that level?

An Qisheng sat upright, glanced at the wine and vegetables, and nodded slightly:

"The wine is good, the food is good, and the child is also very obedient."

"It's good if the real person likes it"

Daoist Changlin didn't even feel bad about the fact that his treasure was taken out, and said with a reluctant smile.

He didn't know what this real person wanted to do when he came here to find him, but just like he didn't want to meet the people of the Providence Sect, he didn't want to care about the dying people, and he didn't want to participate in anything. Arranged.

It's just that when the guest bullies the host, he can only hold his nose to receive it.

"Nine hundred miles away from Jinzhong Mountain, there is a spiritual mountain, does the Taoist know?"

An Qisheng glanced at Daoist Changlin.

With the strength of his spiritual consciousness at this time, at a glance, he can accurately measure the longevity of his person to milliseconds.

There will be no deviation.

Of course, this is without the slightest external interference.

This Taoist man was covered in dark clouds, and black energy appeared on his body. Obviously, his lifespan was not long, about 2,432 days to live.

This is Tianshou, and there are only a few methods in the world to prolong life.

But obviously, it's not something this Changlin Daoist can get in touch with.

"Spiritual Mountain"

Daoist Changlin's eyelids jumped, and he gritted his teeth and spat out two words: "Virtue"

Saying this name, his face was trembling, and he could only secretly detect that he had accidentally accepted an apprentice.

In fact, the reason why he arranged the mountain protection formation in the first place was because of his virtue.

"Yes, the old monk seems to be waiting for something."

An Qisheng tapped on the table and motioned for Daoist Changlin to sit down.

After the Tathagata Academy's plan to settle in Liangzhou was disrupted, Virtue did not give up, but what happened later was too sudden, and they naturally had no intention of joining in the battle between the Heavenly Providence and the Yinsi City God.

Therefore, Virtue has been staying in Liangzhou, one is to recuperate, and the other is to wait.

He is waiting for me to die!

Daoist Changlin's eyes twitched, he didn't know where he was.

In fact, after he had planned to arrange everything properly, he sought the virtue to clear the door, and even if it didn't work, he would also cut off his path!

"I dare to ask that the real person is here today, but is there anything important to order?"

Daoist Changlin cleaned up his mood, and had no intention of fighting against An Qisheng, and said directly:

"To tell the truth, I don't have much time left, I just want to cultivate disciples in the remaining days, and I don't want to or can't get involved with other things."

The little Daoist boy of Mingxin served obediently on the side, and looked at An Qisheng quietly from time to time.

He had also heard of An Qisheng's deeds, and Daoist Changlin warned him more than once that he should not go to Taiji Mountain even if he left the mountain.

"The Taoist priest is a straightforward person, but today, I didn't come to find you."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly:

"Naturally, I don't want to trouble the Taoist priest."

"This?"

Daoist Changlin was stunned for a moment, then his body shook, not knowing what to think of, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that more than a year ago, he entered the netherworld from the Yinsi tavern, was chased and killed by countless ghosts, and after all the magic tools were destroyed, he met a ghostly ghost.

When he was invincible, the big demon suddenly fled wildly as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

He just thought it was a ghost passing by, but at this time, he suddenly sounded.

When the big demon escaped, it let out a shrill howl.

In human words, it is:

Seven Lord!

But this memory, he didn't remember it until now? !

Is it

huh~

There seems to be a cloudy wind blowing through~lightnovelpub.net~ The temperature in the gate of the Golden Bell Tower has dropped sharply. Although the young Daoist Mingxin could not understand what An Qisheng and his master said, he suddenly felt a chill to the bones.

Involuntarily, he stepped back again and again, wanting to speak out, but an inexplicable depression rose in his heart.

Even between the mountains, there seems to be no sound for a while, as if the world is dormant at this time.

"I"

Daoist Changlin's lips wriggled, his face ashen.

What has been guessed.

"This time, I borrowed a table and a pavilion from the Taoist priest, but I won't borrow it for nothing. After all, I have to borrow and pay it back. Do you think so?"

An Qisheng picked up the wine glass and looked at Daoist Changlin, whose body trembled as if frozen:

"Thank you, Seventh Master!"