Bone Taoist

The void was penetrated, and those chains with flashing runes seemed to be able to block even the restrictions in the Nine Heavens. It was extremely mysterious.

"This divine treasure vision is somewhat special. It was not created by the ancient Taoist priests. Legend has it that it was a vision that occurred in the sky when the Great Dao Tool 'Eight Wastelands Pan' ascended to the Immortal Realm..."

From ancient times to the present, there are only a handful of monks who have used their magic and methods to discover this supreme treasure.

Eight rune chains broke through the air and swirled away, with strong winds rippling and terrifying power.

Whoosh!

The Little Saint of Destruction suddenly fell to the ground, and his powerful physical power made the entire Qinglan Peak tremble. As soon as he landed, his back suddenly felt hairy. He looked up and saw eight chains lowered to hold him in place.

"What the hell is this!"

His eyes were wide open and he shouted in a childish voice.

The Little Saint of Mietian gritted his teeth, wrapped his waist in animal skins, and looked like a little savage beast.

He roared fiercely at Zhang Qingyuan, and then rushed over with a lunge.

The essence becomes solid, and thunderous wind bursts, tearing through the air!

"Come on!"

He waved his small pink fist, his blood was burning, and the space under the fist was compressed and distorted, and he suddenly hit Zhang Qingyuan.

Naturally, the latter would not stand there stupidly and confront him head-on. He was not a Taoist who cultivated Gangtai Dao or the power of the physical body. Stepping on the white jade gourd, Zhang Qingyuan casually dodged the punch.

The earth veins under my feet exploded instantly, creating a huge crater a hundred feet wide!

Zhang Qingyuan's eyes darkened, and he circled around with his fingers, controlling the chains taken from the vision of the Eight Desolate Panshenzang, and swept away crazily.

The eight rune chains struck like snakes, making them very difficult to control.

The Little Saint of Destruction punched away, shattering a rune chain, and then the next second, the broken chains reunited and continued to kill.

Half a column of incense passed.

The two of them were circling Qinglan Peak, and the Little Sage of Destruction of Heaven smashed huge craters into the ground. However, they could not even touch the corner of Zhang Qingyuan's clothes. The white jade gourd was at least a thousand-year spiritual escape weapon. , even Ye Zang couldn't catch up with his physical strength, let alone the Little Saint of Destruction.

"I'm so angry, stop for me!" The boy's hair exploded in anger, and he chased after him with a yell.

Behind him, the rune chains in the octagonal plate are chasing after him. No matter how much he destroys them, they will return to their original state after just a few breaths and continue to pursue him.

Zhang Qingyuan, however, was not in a hurry. He stepped on the white jade gourd and circled around tens of thousands of feet, making the Little Saint of Destruction tireless.

clap clap clap!

Several rune chains were slapped hard on the furry boy's back. In an instant, the flesh was torn open and scarlet and red gold blood flowed out.

The Little Saint Mietian screamed several times in pain.

"It's rare to see a strange cub born with a spirit." Zhang Qingyuan smiled, as if he wanted to tame this little savage beast.

"asshole!"

When the little saint saw what he said, he became furious on the spot, his ferocious eyes filled with blood.

The rune chains attacked again. This time, he did not dodge. Veins popped out in his arms. He directly grabbed the eight chains and exerted force, causing the Eight Desolate Plate in the sky to shake.

This terrifying energy shattered the runic restrictions one by one, and rushed towards the Eight Desolate Pan vision in the sky, which was bound to crush this god.

Zhang Qingyuan looked shocked, and immediately flexed his fingers and recited the word "break".

boom!

In an instant, divine power bloomed from the chain, shattering on the spot. Countless runes wrapped around the broken chain, flying like raindrops, extremely sharp and terrifying.

The Little Saint Mietian's arms were cut with scars, blood flowed across them, and his arms were shaking.

"If you occupy my cave, I will kill you. Just wait for me!"

Although he is only five years old, he is very clever.

The rune chains in his eyes were about to condense again. Little Saint Mietian was very decisive. The energy rose from his feet and flew through the air like lightning. His cultivation time was too short, not even a single bone had grown, and he had no magic power at all, but his physical body was powerful.

"Don't let him escape, chase him!" Zhang Qingyuan said immediately.

Twenty Wuji Palace geniuses stepped on the formation to kill.

At this time, the sharp swords from all over the sky rushed towards him, so domineering that they covered the sky and the sun.

Wuji Palace Tianjiao immediately looked shocked, stopped abruptly, and avoided the bloody sword. After a few breaths, the Little Saint of Destroying Heaven had already disappeared.

The person who took action was naturally Ye Zang.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, what do you mean?" Zhang Qingyuan turned his head and frowned.

"I'm practicing my sword. Please don't take offense if I disturb fellow Taoist Qingyuan." Ye Zang smiled, shook the Oath-Breaking Sword, and executed a few decent horizontal cuts.

The Tianjiao of Wuji Palace suddenly turned livid when he heard this, and he couldn't help but said: "Master Ye, you think we are blind, your sword is clearly aimed at us, Wuji Palace has never offended you!"

There is some grudge. When he was in the northeast, he was chased by the Great Elder of Wuji Palace. The Great Elder wanted to get rid of him with the help of Beixuan Taoist.

However, things are different now.

Ye Zang is also planning to find the little beast in exchange for the Drunken Fairy Lotus.

In the fairy city, there are many spiritual ponds where Drunk Immortal Lotus grows, but they are all guarded by ancient creatures. Only the Little Saint of Destroying Heaven can take them away safely. Other Taoists who dare to get involved will be killed immediately.

Although the essence and blood of monsters and beasts are good, they are violent things after all and are not suitable for human refining and practice.

Besides, Bao Buqi, the Little Sage of Destruction of Heaven, had inherited the magical power of creation, and the memory of his ancestors was left behind. Ye Zang was still preparing to get some words out of him, so how could he let these Wuji Palace disciples chase him.

"Forget it, come back." Zhang Qingyuan glanced at Ye Zang with a gloomy expression, and then said.

The geniuses of Wuji Palace gave Ye Zang a hard look, but due to his strength, they did not dare to say anything.

Ye Zang squinted his eyes and smiled, took Broken Oath into Zi Mansion, and then returned to Cave Mansion.

Nowadays, these twenty spiritual peaks are all occupied by talented people.

In addition to the four people named Ye Zang, Mr. Bai, Taichu Shengzi, Jian Shishi, the head of the tomb, and others were among them.

However, they did not encounter the last generation of freaks, the Golden King Beast and the Qing Kui King. These two people just arrived in the middle section and went directly to the small world to plunder and plunder. They have not yet reached the fairy city.

……

On the second day, Ye Zang came out of the cave to practice.

I am going to take a walk in the fairy city. I will look for the Little Saint of Destroying Heaven to put some Drunken Fairy Lotuses on the way and ask about some things.

At this time, the sound of breaking through the sky came from the distance.

The little saint came uninvited and used his physical strength to carry a hundred-foot-wide spiritual pond. There were eleven Drunken Immortal Lotuses inside, bursting with bright light and life essence. Drunk Immortal Lotus can increase longevity, so it is naturally a treasure of vitality. It has long been extinct in the ten continents outside the world.

"Hey! Give me all the alien essence and blood on your body, and I will exchange it for you with the Drunken Immortal Lotus and this pool of spiritual liquid!" The Little Saint of Mietian came to Lingzhu Peak, threw the spiritual pool to the ground, and said angrily.

Ye Zang looked at him with a smile. After a night, all the injuries on his body were healed, he was full of energy, and his physical strength had even improved a lot. Such a physique was really terrifying.

"it is good!"

Ye Zang didn't waste any time, he used the Wuxiang Cauldron and sucked out the balls of alien essence and blood, which made the eyes of the Little Saint of Destruction shine brightly. The latter put one hand on his waist and patted his chest with the other small hand. He looked at Ye Zang seriously and said: "Yesterday you helped me repel the enemy. I will remember this kindness. When I complete my magical work, I will guard it in the fairy city." Holding you!"

"With your physical talent, I think that day will not be too far away." Ye Zang said attentively, and then smiled: "You might as well stay in my cave first. The spiritual energy here is the best in the fairy city, and your practice will make thousands of miles." , when the Taoist method is successful, it will not be too late to find Zhang Qingyuan and take back the cave."

When the Little Saint Mietian heard this, his eyes were a little moved, and he obviously wanted to stay here. He thought for a few moments, then shook his head and said, "I can't do it these days... I have to go and worship my father and mother."

"Oh?"

Ye Zang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice with some thought: "The name of the Great Sage of Destruction of Heaven is very popular. Wushan is also a blessed place for immortals. I have an unkind request. Can the tomb of such a powerful person be left? Should I also go and worship?"

The Little Saint of Mie Tian crossed his waist, tilted his little head, looked at Ye Zang and said: "I know what you are thinking. Like those other people, you are thinking about my father and mother's magical power."

Ye Zang smiled silently and said nothing.

This little savage beast is not that stupid, and was fooled by Ye Zang without even a few words.

Of all the ancient methods and techniques, only a handful can be passed down.

Most of them are buried in secret corners that are unknown to the public. The reason why the ten major sects can gain a firm foothold in Tianming is that there is at least one complete "Yuhua Dao Book" passed down in the sect.

The value of this inheritance is self-evident.

Moreover, the Dharma and Taoist books of various realms are even more differentiated.

For example, in the Miao Miao Palace's "Tai Shang Yuan Miao Heart Sutra", the chapter on the spiritual sea is the best among the ten continents. As long as you practice steadily, you will achieve the ultimate spiritual sea.

The Taoist Book of Chaos in the Eternal Sacred Mountain, the escape method is absolutely amazing. Among the immortalization inheritance of Thieving Heaven Island, the Golden Elixir Chapter is even better. When it comes to the method of evoking Dansha, the Beidou method in the "Donggan Jiuyao Yuhua Heart Sutra" is slightly inferior.

The most powerful inheritance of Demon King's emergence is the Hedao method "Taiyin Sun Out of the Body" and the Taoist method "Biyou Jing" which are even more mysterious and extraordinary.

Although the Nascent Soul Taoist book "Nine Lights Method" is not bad, if you can find a better one and survive the lotus tribulation of the fourth level of the earth, the power of the Nascent Soul Method will definitely be even better.

Therefore, Ye Zang wanted to 'borrow' the Great Sage Mietian and Wushan's inheritance.

"I don't even know where the inheritance left by my parents is, so don't even think about it." Little Saint Mie Tian shrugged his shoulders and said: "To tell you the truth, among the memory methods passed down to me by my father, there is only one "Building" "Ji Jue", if you want to learn it, I can teach you, but you have to pay for it with blood essence!"

"Really?" Ye Zang seemed to be thinking.

"Why, do you still want to go with me?" Little Saint Mie Tian raised his eyebrows.

"Of course I want to go." Ye Zang said, then thought of something and asked: "Your father is a great demon who has attained Taoism, and he worships under the disciples of ancient saints, and your mother is a disciple of the Wushan Goddess. Aren't you curious? How did they die?"

Such a powerful man died unexpectedly. It is unimaginable what happened at that time.

"I, I don't know..."

The Little Saint Mie Tian was stunned by the question, frowned and scratched his head.

He was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"Let's go, maybe we can find some clues left behind by the ancient earth." Ye Zang said casually: "Since your father kept you in this life, how could he not leave the inheritance behind? Just rely on a foundation building method, I can’t let you rise in this world.”

The two walked out of Lingzhu Peak one after the other.

……

After walking for several hours, we walked out a hundred thousand miles away.

In the north of the fairy city, a huge black mountain stopped in front of it. It was shrouded in black air, and the ground veins were overgrown with weeds and thorns. They grew extremely strong, two feet high.

It looked dilapidated, and there was not a trace of spiritual energy within a ten-mile radius of Black Mountain.

The thorny jungle here is as hard as iron thorns.

Moreover, there seemed to be a powerful restriction under the earth veins. The higher he flew, the heavier his body became, as if he was carrying countless giant peaks on his back.

"Similar to the prohibition encountered in Wanduan Mountain, it is used to temper the physical body. The thorn jungle here also has the same tempering effect..."

Ye Zang looked around the environment and thought to himself.

The two walked through the thorny jungle, and the iron-like thorns scratched through his body. Ye Zang suddenly felt numb, and the essence in his meridians seemed to be boiling and extremely active.

"Did you wake up here?" Ye Zang tilted his head and asked.

"Well, five years ago, I broke out of a 'divine crystal spirit stone' in the Black Mountain!" Little Saint Mie Tian said, "There is not a trace of spiritual energy here, and I ran around in the fairy city. After many places, I saw the green peak, and I often stayed inside to practice. I did not expect to be occupied by those gossip robes. !”

The little Saint Mietian's face turned red, he clenched his fists and said angrily.

The two of them walked toward the black Wushan Mountain while talking.

At the foot of the mountain, Ye Zang saw a huge cave, a thousand feet wide and covered by a rich black atmosphere.

"Follow me closely. If you go in the wrong direction, you will never come out. An outsider came here ten days ago and he hasn't come out yet, hehe."

The Little Saint Mie Tian gloated and said with a smile.

Ye Zang's eyes darkened slightly, trying to use his Dharma Eye to see the direction, but this black mountain could not penetrate half an inch. The aura was very simple, and it also carried a demonic aura that was like an overturned river. It was extremely domineering and rich, making people shudder.

The cave is winding and rugged.

The intricate passages are criss-crossed like a spider web. Along the way are corpses and bones, all of which were monks who had been discussing the Taoism of the past generations and had no intention of finding this place.

However, once one steps into it, no one comes out alive.

Moreover, the wisps of black energy invisible to the naked eye rippling inside actually have the effect of destroying the spiritual energy. Although a monk's lifespan is very long, he still needs to absorb spiritual energy to live a long life, just like a mortal needs to eat and drink.

The monk's Zifu Divine Treasure has been in a dry state for a long time, and it will disappear within a few years.

Under the leadership of the Little Saint of Destruction, the two of them walked for a full day. They didn't know how deep the underground veins were, and arrived at a vast underground cave.

In front of you, there are underground palace buildings rising one after another with no end in sight, and the ancient atmosphere is blowing against your face.

(End of this chapter)