In the first month, no matter what temple or temple is overcrowded, the incense is endless.
The ruined temples, rainy nights, and rivers and lakes vendettas in the mouth of the teahouse storytellers are absolutely impossible to happen in the city.
Chen He chased the Taoist priest all the way, looking at the direction in which he escaped, he guessed that the other party wanted to leave the city - this is not acceptable! Even if Shi Feng didn't tell Chen He to stay at home, Chen He knew very well that he could go out for a walk, but he might get involved in other troubles and expose his whereabouts when he left the city.
"Leave me!"
With a single palm of his hand, all the snowflakes in the sky were swept up.
Unexpectedly, the Taoist bent down flexibly, rolled over quickly when he jumped over the eaves, the tiles creaked a few times, and the Taoist had escaped the palm wind when he jumped up.
"Huh?" This time Chen He was really interested.
There are not many people in the cultivation world who use martial arts to enter the Dao. When they reach the bottleneck, they cannot go any further, and everyone starts to learn magic powers. Chen He didn't care about this at all. Before the formation of elixir, the cultivator was not indestructible. No matter what magic he did, he would never punch directly and quickly.
My brother said that spells are mysterious, but the caster must be at the Nascent Soul stage at least.
After the Yuan Ying period, it is not called magic, it is a street trick.
Since it's acrobatics, it's no different from selling fists and kung fu - Chen He won't start learning spells until the late stage of Jindan, and it's still very early.
I thought this Taoist priest was going to shake a seven-star step or something, but he didn't expect to roll so easily, and his skills were very flexible.
The last time we met, in order to hide his whereabouts, Chen He let the puppet knock the Taoist out.
Now that the senior brother is going out for a big event, and Daxueshan is spreading the news that the Gorefiend and the Huanjian Venerable are robbing the Beixuan secret treasure, how could Chen He leave this Taoist priest who may reveal the secret
must be resolved!
The Taoist priest suddenly felt that the airflow was wrong, and immediately jumped under the eaves with his head in his arms.
Even if he dodged in time, he was hit hard on his right shoulder, and Fanzi flew away.
"Hunyuan Palm! You devil!"
The Taoist priest couldn't lift his right arm immediately, and was furious, but he didn't run slowly at all, and he didn't even turn his head to look at the flying banner.
"We had no grudges in the past, but recently we have no grudges. You actually used the Primordial Palm?"
Chen He:…
He looked down at his palm, a little regretful.
It turns out that this method of grasping the spiritual energy into a group and shaking the spiritual energy is called the Hunyuan Palm! He still heard in the teahouse a few days ago that the scholar said that the gods are so magical, and he figured it out on his own after returning home. It turns out that it has been in the cultivation world for a long time, right
"Who told me to have a deep hatred with the Taoist priest, and let me try a new practice!" "The devil! You are indeed a born devil!" The Taoist scolded angrily.
After being called the devil a few days ago, Chen He is probably still unhappy, now! Since the senior brothers are planning to seize the power of Demon Venerable, Chen He naturally sees it.
Demons are demons, as long as they can soar, whatever others say.
The Taoist priest ran for a while, but he didn't see any puppets making trouble, and he was getting closer and closer to the city gate. He was feeling happy when he suddenly saw an old man dressed as a domestic servant standing silently at the end of the alley.
Grey cloth shorts, hunched back, holding a broom in his hand. Anyone passing by would not give him a second glance. There were many courtyards on both sides of the alley, and from time to time, servants could be seen sweeping snow.
The Taoist priest was so shocked that his hair stood up!
- The rebirth cultivation base returns to zero, but no matter how weak the spiritual sense of the Mahayana period is, there are still some!
What did he see, a puppet with the strength of the Nascent Soul? !
Without thinking about it, the Taoist priest who went straight forward quickly made a sharp turn and avoided this alley.
At the same time, doubts arose in his heart: If Chen He was not reborn, what happened to these puppets? Speaking of which, the Fire in the Stone did not burn Yunzhou City this time, so there must be something wrong.
The Taoist thought hard, pity that although he knew that Chen He learned the Beixuan exercises in his previous life, who let the basic exercises of Beixuan be everywhere in the cultivation world. He didn't know anything about the relationship between Shi Feng and Chen He in his previous life.
According to the world of self-cultivation, the Beixuan Sect was destroyed more than 20 years ago, and the surviving person still entered the demon, and there is no news after entering the Heiyuan Valley, even if the Demon Venerable practiced the Beixuan sect. , there is no bitter master to find him to settle accounts.
The Taoist priest felt that Chen He was chasing after him, and snorted coldly in his heart. There are all lanes in Yuzhou City leading to the city gate.
The two figures galloped like a fly, passers-by only saw the shadows flashing faintly, and the snow seemed to be more urgent.
The more Chen He chased, the more curious he became. This Daoist did not enter the Dao with martial arts, nor did he use light power. He just practiced the extremely skilled feather technique. He controlled the direction well, and did not waste any spiritual power.
The world of self-cultivation really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and even a Taoist priest who can't afford to buy a spell can have such unique skills!
—Isn’t it a good skill to be chased out by being often deceived and deceived!
Fortunately, the Taoist didn't know what Chen He was thinking, otherwise he would have been furious - "The poor Taoist has a bright and upright life, and where did he get abducted? This movement method was forced out by you who couldn't get along with you in the previous life." The leader is fighting to the death, obviously I am only good at deducing the destiny, and everyone does not understand the bitterness in my heart." This is the case.
The South Gate is close at hand!
The Taoist priest stepped on the roof and swept past, and he was about to approach the city gate!
The three passers-by in front of the city gate turned their heads at the same time, and looked right here—
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate! Golden Core Stage Puppet!"
The Taoist priest almost stepped on the air. Unexpectedly, there was a strong suction behind him, and he was suddenly shocked. He grabbed the ceiling with both hands and tried to break free from the "Ruyi Hand", one of the "devil's" trapping martial arts. Surrounding, and then suddenly sucking back the means of his own body, it is impossible to prevent, how many unlucky people in the previous life just fell into the flames of Venerable Li Yan and burned to ashes.
However, Chen He is not even in the alchemy stage now. The power of this pitiful wishful hand is limited, so it is enough to hug something and hold this suction.
The Taoist has a quick mind and makes the right choice.
Unfortunately, this shack is simple and crude. It was originally a place at the gate of the city for people to rest and wait for the tea stall. The tea stall closed in the twelfth lunar month. In the past few days, it has snowed again.
"… "
Chen He stopped under the eaves next to him, silently looking at the Taoist priest who fell into the shed together with the wood and thatch.
"What's the matter?" shouted the gatekeeper of the city.
"The shed collapsed, probably because of the snow!"
The wind and snow are getting bigger again, and there are not many soldiers who are still on duty on the first day of the first lunar month, and they are too lazy to come over to check.
Chen He squatted down and looked around, and saw the Taoist priest struggling with his left hand outside the thatch.
This situation seemed to be a serious fall. Chen He vaguely remembered that the other party was on the ground on his head, and then on his shoulder—poor, he just hit him with a slap in the palm of the Primordial Primordial Palm, and it is estimated that he has not recovered yet, and suffered this trauma again.
To be honest, Chen He was quite puzzled by the Taoist priest's behavior when he didn't take the opportunity to jump over to another roof, but instead lay down and grabbed the broken roof.
Ordinary practitioners, when they feel that they are being sucked by something, shouldn't they just pick up something and throw it back to weaken the suction? What does it mean to hold on to something
Chen He didn't know at all. For the "Venerable Liyan", anyone else can burn whatever Demon Venerable throws away. It's a waste of time to throw things away. It's better to just find something to hug and keep your body steady.
- On the experience of fighting in the past life, brought to the sad end of this life.
The shed was originally not high, but just now when the Taoist tried to cross the city gate, his vigor was so strong that he almost lost his strength. As a result, he fell into a mess, and his chest was hit by a broken wood from the ceiling, and he almost vomited blood.
Only the left hand exposed to the outside can move up and down the whole body, and the spiritual energy is not running smoothly.
"Help... help!"
This feeble cry for help made Chen He feel a little ashamed.
Although the other party chose to make a mistake and broke himself into a cake, it was also his fault for chasing it too quickly. It seems that they do have a tendency to have a deep hatred for life - obviously they didn't intend to fall to each other's death, why did the other party fall to death on their own
Chen He thought silently.
He squatted there and didn't move. Naturally, a puppet of Jindan period came around quietly, and then moved things to save people.
After Chen He jumped from the broken roof, he saw that the Taoist priest lying on the thatched pile was pale, unable to move his right shoulder, so he could only use his left hand to squeeze a spell of luck.
"Daoist, do you need a doctor?" Chen He lowered his head and asked.
The person being questioned blocked his chest in one breath, almost lost his spiritual power, and opened his eyes angrily.
——I knew that it was not good to meet this devil! ! The first time Chen He asked him to see the doctor, this time he was able to carry it directly to the medicine hall.
"The physique of your Taoist priests is too bad, you just fell off the roof and got smashed again..."
Chen He shrugged, the Tangli forest by the Heiyuan Valley Pool, he had been playing with it since he was a child. As for whether you have fallen and planted onions, ahem, if you don't remember it, even if you don't.
"Chen He, we haven't reached the time of enmity! Pindao is too lazy to care about you, get out now!"
"Full of anger, not bad, I'll save you money for medicine!" Chen He looked at the other party's trembling with anger with interest.
A Taoist priest of the Heluo School, a disciple of the old Taoist school with long eyebrows.
Oh no, it shouldn't be counted. Those who haven't reached the stage of forming pills and haven't worshipped the inner door are not considered official disciples of the Heluo Sect.
"Daoist, make an elixir early! We have a lot of hatred!"
Chen He felt that he would start beating the lowest-generation disciples of the Heluo School all the way to the old disciples with long eyebrows. It sounded like a huge plan.
The Taoist frowned alertly, but did not blurt out this time.
He doubted whether Chen He was reborn like himself! I said no before, but now I see it again.
I always feel that Venerable Li Yan in this life is not right! Was the former leader of the Demon Dao so cunning and abominable
Venerable Liyan is notoriously taciturn and moody. There are often demon cultivators who anger him and burn to ashes. I heard that they are all those who play tricks to frame up and even want to climb the bed, so that the atmosphere of the upper echelons of the whole devil path is clear, and no one dares to sway in front of the devil. .
After the third righteous leader, the elder Han Mingzong who liked pre-war nonsense was killed by Chen He, he served as the fourth righteous leader and should be the longest living righteous leader.
The more Taoist thought about it, the more sighed he became.
He is the real person of Tianyan, once the head of the Luohe faction, the first person in the right way, and he is highly respected and admired by everyone! Every day, I only need to worry about how to lead the righteous way and the demonic way to fight in the comprehension world that has lasted for nearly four hundred years. As a result, one day I was deducing the secret, and suddenly I was shocked, vomited three liters of blood, struggled to get up and ran out of the elixir room, and I saw the western sky appear. A huge black swirl appeared.
The black continued to expand, almost covering the entire sky.
Purple thunder pierced through the sky, and countless terrifying lightning flashes all over the clouds, as if the world were to be destroyed, and the red dust would disappear.
Regardless of the injury, he was terrified to deduce the secret again, and he finally got the news that he wanted to vomit blood again - Venerable Mo Dao Liyan was about to soar.
how is this possible! !
Isn't the magician unable to soar? Master Tianyan was ready to fight until he ascended or died. What happened to Chen He suddenly breaking the laws of heaven and ascending
Seeing the dark clouds disperse and the result of the calamity appearing, Immortal Tianyan immediately turned black, and when he woke up, he was lying on the muddy ground, with small arms and legs, and a broken bowl in front of him. This was clearly four hundred years ago. When I was a teenager begging in Yuzhou.
Is it God's blessing to let him live again
-Did he vomit too much blood and die suddenly in his last life
Real Tianyan was so embarrassed that he almost dropped the begging bowl in front of him.