The Taoist in white came on the moon, his body was like the wind, which seemed to be step by step, but in fact it came very quickly.

The first sentence seemed to be far away in the sky, and the last word fell to the ground and had already arrived in front of the mountain.

What followed was a powerful sense of oppression that was like the overwhelming mountains and the waves hitting down.

"Ben, a monk......"

Dan Chengzi's body was stiff, his limbs seemed to be tied with heavy lead blocks, and the expression on his face was frozen.

Walking in the air is something that only monks in the natal realm can do.

Moreover, it is usually flying with swords or magic weapons. This is the first time he has seen this book directly crossing the air.

But no matter what, this must be a great monk above the natal realm.

Will such a great monk come to the door because of this spiritual material?

This material is extremely precious to him, but all the great monks in the natal realm are of high status and powerful existences. How could they care about such a little spiritual material?

For example, Jia An had a natural cultivation level and was in charge of the division of the state of the Tianyi Sect. Many city gods usually look at his expression.

For example, the virtue, the direct descendant of the Yuanshen, practices the sutra-level way of heaven, and masters the magic seal that can break the mountain with three hundred miles apart.

Dan Chengzi was a little confused.

I watched the Taoist in white pace and walked in front of me, but I didn't dare to move at all.

He had not even achieved warmth and nourishment. When facing a great monk who was more than two levels higher than him, how could he have the intention to resist?

Roar ~

However, those zombies without thinking were already oppressed and stuck to the ground, struggling and roaring.

"You are the first person to steal my stuff when you come to this world."

An Qisheng glanced at the spiritual material that had fallen to the ground, and his eyes fell on Danchengzi.

Deep in the soul, a ray of light flows:

【Consuming 199 points of Taoist power】

[Danchengzi's original track 1: Born in the human world in the Emperor's Heaven, Qingyun Mansion in Dingzhou, the Great Qing Dynasty. When he was eight years old, the village was invaded by evil ghosts. Eight hundred people died overnight. He escaped by luck and obtained a Taoist book obtained by his predecessors. He had been exploring for thirty years before he received the talisman...

After Jiazi, the luck was full, and I realized the secrets of the Taoist Book. In ten years, I broke through the four realms, nourished myself, entered the Tao, and became true...]

[On the 97,690th year of Emperor Tian, ​​on the eve of the Nether Palace sacrifice, he was killed by Bai Wuchang Xie Qi]

This is another real person who died at the hands of Bai Wuchang.

Judging from the Taoist power consumed by his destiny, his luck and achievements before his death seemed to be different from his bones, and he was considered the best in the world for a while.

After all, not everyone is qualified to die at the hands of Bai Wuchang.

"Really, real person."

Under his indifferent eyes, Danchengzi's teeth were a little sour and his speech was a little stuttering: "You, your spiritual materials are all here, I, the path lard is so funny. If you have a lot of them, let me go...

This, this living zombie was not refined by the small path, it was stolen by an evil Taoist man on the small path..."

He was very decisive and found that his body could move slightly. He knelt on the ground with a "thump" sound, sweating profusely on his forehead.

I couldn't help but regret it secretly. If I had known this, how could he dare to have the idea of ​​these spiritual materials?

However, he watched it for many days.

Those little ghosts were sent to you every day, for twenty or thirty days in a row. But after being snatched up, such a great monk was dispatched.

An Qisheng flicked his sleeves, and the spiritual materials scattered on the ground floated up one by one, wrapped in an invisible aura and floated in the air:

"If this zombie was refined by you, you are already dead."

Feeling the meaning of the words, Dan Chengzi's face turned pale: "True man, Xiaodao has never done such a thing before..."

An Qisheng looked at him lightly, and only saw that his whole body was furry before he spoke slowly:

"It's not impossible to spare you."

Dan Chengzi's heart fell to the ground. Although he knew that it would not end so easily, he was overjoyed: "The real person has a broad mind and admires the Tao."

"I have something to do recently. Please help me and leave after I am satisfied."

An Qisheng said.

Whether it is the carrier of refining the Royal Power Sword or moving mountains to gather fortunes, there are many miscellaneous things to be done. Although this Taoist acts misbehaving, he does not have any serious evil, and he can barely use it.

"Just just tell the truth, Xiaodao will do his best to do his best to do his job for the truth."

Dan Chengzi breathed completely relieved, sweating like slurry on his body, wetting his clothes.

An Qisheng nodded slightly, turned around and left:

"Tomorrow, I will come to the south of Annuo County to find me."

As the words floated, the figures disappeared.

After a while, Dan Chengzi stood up with his sore body, gasped for several times, and was still scared.

“Luck, luck….”

He sighed, and without looking at the corpse of the human beings crushed to pieces on the ground, he turned down the mountain and headed straight for Annuo County.

Although An Qisheng seemed to have left, he did not dare to escape at all.

This person is obviously much better than the natal monk he had ever met. Even if he is not a real person, he is a little real person who has entered the Tao.

A monk who enters the Tao can kill someone a hundred miles away.

Even if he uses all his strength to feed himself, he has no chance of escaping.

...........

To Sa Wuling's surprise, when he found An Qisheng the next day, before he could speak, An Qisheng seemed to see through his thoughts.

"With your current foundation, it is indeed difficult to cultivate the Qi seed by simply practicing hard."

An Qisheng held a Taoist book, but he waved his hand without reading Sa Wuling:

"You go to Qingdu City. You are not allowed to use armored horse techniques along the way, nor do you want to ride a carriage. Do you remember it?"

"ah?"

Sa Wuling opened his mouth.

It's not close to Qing, even if the natal monk flies with his sword, it will take one month. If he simply walks, he will be unable to catch it after seven or eight years.

This was because he had learned boxing with "Shouye" for two months and had a big body.

If it were an ordinary person, if it were a round trip, I was afraid that half of my life would pass.

"Um?"

An Qisheng snorted softly, and the latter nodded immediately to agree.

"Go."

An Qisheng didn't even look at him, but looked at the Taoist books on his own.

Sa Wuling slowly retreated outside the door, and casually glanced at the five big words on the written:

Incense becomes the way of god!

road?!

Sa Wuling's pupils shrank, and his heart beat wildly.

The world's practice scriptures are divided into five levels: secrets, laws, scriptures, scriptures, and Taoism. The Tao-level code is already the most top martial arts in the world!

According to legend, this is the supreme road that can truly reach the supreme path of feathering and ascend in the sun.

But he suddenly realized it in a flash.

This book is a code of practiced by the City God. It is said that it comes from the King of the Underworld who once dominated the world. It is the Taoist tradition of that invincible person. It is a code of practice only by ghosts and gods in the underworld and ghosts and ghosts in the City God.

However, this code has been passed down for thousands of years, and I don’t know how many city gods have practiced it, but I don’t seem to have heard of anyone who can achieve it.

At least, I have never heard of any city god who can cultivate black and white impermanence, or a cow head and horse face, not to mention the civil and military judges, Kuixing, and the Duke.

Otherwise, it will inevitably be a major event that will shock the world and will not be forgotten for hundreds or thousands of years.

"If you can't even practice this way, that's your life."

An Qisheng glanced at Sa Wuling's back and shook his head slightly.

He never pulled out seedlings to help grow, but he also taught all the essence of Tai Chi Inhibiting and even wore the old man named Mulong City. If he failed, he would have wasted his only one spending ten times the Dao power to observe his second fate trajectory.

The exploration of Daoyitu is not just one mode.

What he used before was at most a first-level exploration. In fact, it could consume a hundred times more power to spy on it.

There are two operations in this mode. One is to show all the trivial matters in its original fate, ranging from life and death to trivial matters.

The second is to obtain a vague second trajectory of fate.

That is, the trajectory of destiny that has been changed after encountering yourself.
To be continued...