Taoist help me live forever

Chapter 189 The Long Memory Begins to Attack Me
"Fellow Daoists, why do you have to be so hard on each other?"

The old ape dodged, his figure was very flexible, but the surrounding fog had already gathered into shape, and it turned into a chain of fog that covered the sky and the earth in a short while.

The bald man was silent, but he just pressed his fist down. The bowl-sized fist seemed to be made of gold and iron, thick and tough, and there was a sudden explosion in the air.

boom!
The third-order blood puppet has reached the golden core state, and it has the power to move mountains with only its physical body.

At this time, when he moved, it was as if the earth was shaking, the air was squeezed and exploded by a huge force, and a white air ring exploded around his body.

Cooperating with the dense fog chains behind it, it looks like a deep sea monster covered with tentacles.

This formation is called the Great Fog Prison Formation, which means that the cloud and mist are the prison, forming a world of its own. It is an exclusive formation created by Yu Xian with inspiration from the Great Cloud and Mist Formation and with the Deception Technique as the core of the formation.

Cloud and mist are quite common sights in nature.

When the formation was launched, it was naturally concealed. In addition, the supernatural power of deceiving the sky that he had realized from the golden core was the cornerstone of the formation, and it was even more silent when it was activated.

In this way, the geographical advantage can be artificially occupied.

Then there are these chains of fog that cover the sky and the earth, taken from the shape of the fog and shadow of the big cloud and fog array, which can be endless and ever-changing.

Although the power is not strong, once it is infected, it will follow like tarsal maggots, wave after wave, like falling into a quagmire, unable to extricate itself.

Then it was time for the blood puppets to face off.

After all, the blood puppet is good everywhere, but its speed is checked and balanced, and it cannot reach the speed of a normal golden core.

The old ape knew that this matter could not be treated kindly, so he restrained his kind attitude.

Turning to grabbing with both claws, dozens of fog chains in front of him suddenly twisted and deformed, broke into pieces, and then turned into a cloud of fog and dissipated.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist is forcing the old man to take action."

The old ape sighed, clenched his fists and beat his chest, let out a piercing roar, and then the hair on his back began to turn red and hot.

It was the bloodline talent of the Silverback Violent Ape, the Berserk Art.

Roar!
The old ape roared up to the sky, and his thin body over two meters tall continued to swell like flatulence.

One zhang, two zhang, six zhang, eight zhang, two zhang!
It's still growing.

Until the last thing that appeared in front of the bald man was a berserk giant ape with a height of five feet, with white hair all over, like steel needles exploding.

Only the back is blood red.

The old ape's mouth was open, revealing ferocious and sharp teeth like jagged teeth, as well as blood-colored gums, drooling downwards, full of savage and primitive animal nature.

Its blood-red eyeballs rolled down, staring at the third-order blood puppet wrapped in mist, and its voice was a little more violent and evil.

"Why? Why are you forcing me?!"

Numerous fog chains protruded from the depths of the fog, and took advantage of the opportunity to wrap around its thighs, waist, body, hands, and neck.

At this moment, the chain collapsed straight, just like a real steel chain.

The old ape growled impatiently.

"Little bug, court death!"

It only moved slightly, and the entire sea of ​​fog rolled violently. The chains on its body were broken one by one, and new chains were formed soon.

As long as the formation doesn't stop, these fog chains will be endless.

The bald man stood where he was, neither dodging nor avoiding.

The distance between him and the old ape is only about ten feet, and the old ape only needs to take six steps forward to step on him.

However, the distance of six steps is like the distance between heaven and earth.

The old ape was roaring, its power was growing rapidly with the activation of its bloodline talent, but under the entanglement of the fog chains, its movements became slow to the naked eye.

The corner of the array.

In Yu Xian's hand, he was holding a complete formation plate that looked like a white jade carving, and it was inlaid with purple spirit stones, which were the rare high-grade spirit stones in Shangyang City.

According to the eight trigrams, there are eight in total.

The array is generally arranged on the spiritual veins, and the advantage of doing so is that it can use the power of the spiritual veins when it is activated, which greatly saves the spiritual stones.

If you use a portable array disk, most of the energy consumption for array activation must be provided by yourself.

Not to mention the difficulty of recording high-level formations on the formation disk, and the consumption of opening the formations, it is enough to make ordinary monks feel pain.

Ordinary low-grade spirit stones are not enough.

Because the size of the array is only that big, and the number of spiritual stones placed is limited, if low-grade spirit stones are used, the moment the large array is activated is enough to drain the energy of the entire array.

And the higher the rank of the formation, the higher the spirit stone needed.

Even if Yu Xian is now sitting in a city, seeing the brilliance of the spirit stones on the formation disk continue to dim, he still feels pain in his heart.

"This array has not yet reached the third-order level. If you really use the third-order array, I am afraid that only the best spirit stones can guarantee a long-term supply of energy.

After all, the standard of the third-order formation is to compare the supernatural powers of Jindan.

The previous Xuanyang Golden Light Formation drained the five reserve spirit stone formations with just one formation, and the second-order top-grade spiritual veins took up most of the consumption. "

"The formation master is strong, but the consumption is too high. It's like throwing spirit stones at people."

"This is still an old ape who has not reached the level of the demon king. If he is the demon king, the eight high-grade spirit stones in my formation may not be able to last for a quarter of an hour."

Yu Xian aimed at the old ape, and kept recording and calibrating the data when his formation was activated.

"almost."

Seeing that the old ape had advanced three steps, Yu Xian had a thought.

The figure of the bald man suddenly faded, as if melting into the clouds.

As the manipulator of the Fog Prison Formation, and with the Heaven Deception Technique as the cornerstone of the formation, it couldn't be easier to hide one's aura.

Lao Yuankong has a violent and powerful body, but facing the cloud that cannot be smashed or smashed, it is useless to be forced to roar again and again.

The tip of its snow-white hair began to ooze fine drops of blood, the aura on its body went up to a higher level, and a layer of illusory flames burned on it.

The chains on it could no longer hold on, and all of them melted into a puddle of water vapor.

More chains of mist were formed, but they could no longer enter the area Zhang Xu in front of him. Once they got close, it would melt away like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun.

Even the formation was a bit unbearable, and the surrounding clouds had a faint tendency to dissipate.

"Blood supernatural powers?"

Yu Xian's eyes moved.

Similar to the golden core supernatural power, when the demon clan reaches the realm of the demon king, they will also awaken the blood supernatural power, which is an advanced version of the blood talent.

Although the old ape did not break through the realm of the demon king, he survived the thunder disaster of the demon king without dying.

Not only refined the horizontal bone in the throat, but also mastered the supernatural powers of the blood in advance.

Even among the monster clan, he is considered a genius.

It's a pity that the bloodline ancestor of the Silverback Violent Ape should not be a prominent existence, otherwise the bloodline is the most important in the monster clan, and this kind of genius should have been trained in the holy land of the monster clan long ago.

Yu Xian felt sorry for the talent of the old ape, but the bald man on the other side was merciless in his attacks.

King Ming Suppresses Demons!

A huge phantom of King Ming, formed by condensed qi and blood, appeared from behind the bald man, compared with previous phantoms of qi and blood.

This time, King Ming is more agile, it doesn't seem like an illusory shadow, but is alive.

Since Jiang Patriarch advanced to the third-order blood puppet, his fighting instinct has been further developed, and the built-in Pagoda King Body has also been improved.

The third-order Mingwang body, with its own supernatural powers to suppress demons.

The phantom of King Ming is ten feet tall, and the real form of the old ape is only five feet tall. The monster that was unattainable just now will become a cute little monster again.

However, the old ape didn't notice the eruption of such a powerful phantom of qi and blood, and shouted at the place where the bald man was standing just now:

"Come out, come out!"

boom!
Until the mist tore apart and the phantom of King Ming appeared as high as a mountain, the tyranny in the old monkey's eyes suddenly dissipated, his pupils constricted, full of horror.

This is the third function of the Fog Prison Formation, hiding form!

The Fog Prison Formation has only three functions. The first one is the silence when it is activated, which Yu Xian calls silence.

The second is the endless fog chains, as long as the energy of the formation is endless, the fog chains will not stop, this is called the fog lock.

Silence, Mistlock, Zangfeng!

Coupled with the external plug-in of the blood puppet formation, and itself as a Jindan real person.

The three work together to face Chen Yi...

Yu Xian is confident that he can survive a few tricks under her hands, and then find a chance to escape, and he will never have to wait to die like before.

As for the ordinary Jindan Daoist.

In the early stage of Jindan, he is basically invincible in singles, and in the middle stage of Jindan, he can barely fight. In the later stage of Jindan, he can directly refer to Chen Yi.

Closer to home.

However, the old ape had no choice but to raise his arms high in the face of King Ming's phantom's charged attack, trying to block it head-on.

However, the old ape is not the demon king after all, and even if the third-order blood puppet is just a Jindan vegetable chicken that has gone through nine days of calamity, it cannot resist with brute force.

Not to mention bullying the small with the big, or sneak attack.

A phantom of a pagoda descended from the sky!

There was a click.

The old ape's arms made a crisp fracture sound, and they fell powerlessly, so he could only support the pagoda with his back, so as to keep his body from falling.

But how could Yu Xian stimulate the blood in the blood puppet as it wished.

The phantom of the pagoda suddenly burst into light, and a blood-colored Buddha appeared faintly on the top of the pagoda, and the illusion of a sea of ​​blood tumbling disappeared in a flash, leaving only the sound of rumbling waves in the end.

"what!!"

Countless black demonic energy rose from the old ape's body, and the painful faces of countless phantom figures emerged behind him.

"Master, forgive me, this old man obeys, obeys!"

The painful faces behind the old ape drilled into the old ape's head one by one, and every time at this time, the pain on its face increased.

"The old man is willing to be driven by the master, and please ask the master to accept the supernatural power!"

The old ape's body shrunk rapidly like a leak of air, and his whole body rolled on the ground, but his arms were broken, and he couldn't help but cover his head, just like a meat worm.

"what happened?"

Yu Xian stopped his movements, looked at the miserable portrait of Lao Yuan, and had a vague guess in his mind.

"This seems to be the backlash of the magic power, and the soul of the wronged soul is taking his life?"

"Jiang Family's Pagoda Mingwang Jue is indeed useful for suppressing demons, but Jiang Patriarch is now a product of demonic kung fu, how can this kind of kung fu still work?"

"Well... don't think about it if you don't understand it, anyway, it can be used easily."

"It was a mistake, and I saved some effort. A monster can practice magic skills. It really is a big world, and there are no surprises."

Yu Xian watched the old ape howling on the ground from the perspective of the blood puppet.

But without the suppression of the pagoda, the old ape had the strength to resist, and the thousands of innocent souls behind him were gradually suppressed by it.

"Thank you, Master, for your mercy, Master, for your mercy."

The old ape's breath was weak, and he knelt on the ground, his movements seemed quite skilled.

Yu Xian said: "You actually practiced magic skills, and I seem to feel the energy of the same origin?"

There was a terrifying smile on the old ape's face, his eyes full of awe.

It also felt it just now, and it even knew that the person in front of him was not a real person, but a blood puppet controlled by others.

"Master Rong said, what this old man is practicing is the magic blood formula, which is a sub-gong of the blood-transforming magic art, which happens to be restrained by the master's art."

"Magic Blood Art?"

Yu Xian's eyes reveal the meaning of thinking.

All he got from Old Ancestor Jiang was a portion of Taiyin Blood Transformation Demon Art, but he had never heard of the Demon Blood Art, let alone any method of restraint.

Did this piece not exist in the first place, or was it intentionally erased?

"You, a wild monster, how did you learn my sect's magic skills? Did you learn it secretly? I won't keep you even more!"

Yu Xian made up a new identity on the spot, Dao Dao Jin Dan Daoist!

However, the old ape is convinced, because its former owner practiced the same technique.

"Wait a minute, master. The ancient exercises were taught by the master. My master and master are also from the same sect."

The old ape hurriedly explained.

"You have a master? Where is your master?"

Yu Xian's heart shuddered, and he already had murderous intentions.

No wonder he saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in the valley before, and no wonder the old ape was backlashed by the magic power.Unexpectedly, he won a big prize by picking it casually.

"Master?" The old ape showed a look of fear, mixed with a bit of sadness. "he died."

"What's going on? It's not true."

Yu Xian showed dissatisfaction and said threateningly.

The old ape is now reduced to fish and meat, and it knows that the monks who practice the blood-melting magic skill are powerful, so they search for souls at every turn, and even squeeze out their flesh and blood, even their souls.

The more it thought about it, the more frightened it became, and the more it dared not hide it.

As the old ape narrated, Yu Xian soon learned about the origin of the old ape.

The old ape was indeed born in Baoyuan Mountain, but about 70 years ago, he was taken captive by his master, a Daoist Jindan Daoist, that is, the monk who also practiced the blood-transforming magic skill.

It turned out that its owner had a whimsical idea and wanted to use monsters to practice kung fu and experiment with the possibility of monsters practicing magic skills.

For this reason, he specially created the Demon Blood Jue, a magical skill, for monsters.

In the end, there were hundreds of first- and second-tier monsters, only the old ape managed to cultivate successfully, but it didn't meet his master's requirements.

But because it is the only successful experiment, it has been brought by its owner to verify the possibility of improving the magic blood art, and has learned a lot of magic skills under the influence of hearing and seeing.

Later, because of its owner's refinement of a magical magic weapon called Wanhun Banner, the Wanshouhun Banner was found in the Jinpeng Yaomai—the branch of the Wanyao Mountain Range where they are now, and the territory of the Jinpeng Yaohuang wantonly hunted and killed monsters. Offended several demon kings.

And its owner is worthy of being a true demon, who killed several demon kings one after another, and refined their demon souls into soul banners as the main soul.

In the end, it was Jinpeng Yaohuang himself who made the move.

What is even more unbelievable is that its owner escaped with his life from the hands of the demon emperor, and because the old ape is a monster himself, he escaped his life by mixing with the monsters.

At first, it didn't dare to go far, but later saw that the owner hadn't contacted it for a long time.

It returned to the violent ape mountain, relying on the magic blood art and the strength spawned by its master, soon defeated the previous ape king and became the new ape king, and began to dominate the second half of his life.

Later, when he failed to overcome the demon king's thunder calamity, he hid in this valley, and used the secret technique of magic to absorb the blood of monsters to extend his life.

"When did your master lose touch with you?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yu Xian's mind, and he vaguely grasped something.

The old ape replied honestly: "It was about 50 years ago."

"Since it's just lost, how can you be sure that your master is dead?"

The old ape's eyes showed sadness: "The master took part of my demon soul to refine the restraint token, and then I felt the breath of the master disappeared on the restraint.

And I also failed to cross the tribulation because I lacked that part of the demon soul. "

"More than 50 years ago, the dead Daoist Daoist, the severely injured Jiang Patriarch, the inheritance of the blood-melting magic skill, the map of the Wanyao Mountain Range..."

Thoughts were flying in Yu Xian's mind, and the memories from decades ago gradually became a thread.

More than 50 years ago, Jiang Patriarch felt that there was no way to advance, and went to the depths of the Wanyao Mountains to look for opportunities to form alchemy, but met the real Mo Dao who escaped from Jinpeng Yaohuang.

For a Jindan real person to be able to escape under the hands of the Yaohuang who is comparable to Yuanying Zhenjun, he must have paid an unimaginable price, and it is very likely that his combat power will be greatly damaged.

As for Jiang Patriarch, as a physical cultivator at the peak of the second rank, with strong combat power, it is possible for the weak to defeat the strong, fight across the ranks, kill the Daoist Daoist Demon, and then get everything on him.

However, the time is short, or the fluctuation of the battle has attracted the search of the monster race.

After all, Daoist Mo Dao escaped from the hands of the Demon Emperor, and under the fury of the Demon Emperor, he must have sent his subordinates to search the mountains. As a result, Patriarch Jiang had to leave most of the spoils in the Wanyao Mountains, but hastily drew a treasure map.

But Patriarch Jiang also paid a heavy price for this, and had to escape from the common dynasty. Because of his serious injuries, he died, and wanted to cultivate the blood of his relatives to use magic and secret techniques to win.

Then he met the foundation-building monks of the Lin family who came to test him, which caused chaos in the Yue Kingdom and disrupted all plans.

In the end, Old Ancestor Jiang and the Lin Family's Foundation Establishment died together, allowing a Voldemort's trash fish to establish the Foundation to take advantage of it.

This even explains why Zhang Zhenchuan of the Xuanyang Sect caused such a commotion after slaughtering a few demon kings in Jinpeng Yaomai. Wang strikes.

So he directly sent two descendants of his bloodline to investigate the situation, but the violent Jinpeng demon king took the opportunity to launch a beast tide.

These clues were originally unrelated.

But because he picked the old ape who had been the experimental subject of the Mo Dao Daoist today, everything suddenly became clear.

Of course, all this is his guess.

But it is easy to verify this guess.

As long as he followed Old Ancestor Jiang's treasure map to find it, if the treasure was really the legacy of that real Mo Daoist, then his guess would be close to ten.

Thinking of this.

Yu Xian looked at the old ape with a smile and asked:
"You just said that you can't break through the demon king because you lack a part of the demon soul. Do you want to get your demon soul back?"

The old ape looked at the bald man with a kind smile, feeling extremely uncoordinated and the malice hidden under the smile.

But the price he offered was something it couldn't refuse.If it became the demon king, how could it be so old now.

And it obviously doesn't have the courage to refuse now.

"I ask the master to complete it!"

The old ape knocked his head to the ground, his movements were still very skillful.

　Fill a hole.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)