Bone Taoist

Chapter 824 Five Elements
The fog dissipated, and ripples of magical power began to appear above the Taoist temple, which was nearly a hundred miles wide.

The Sixth Prince, wearing a wide gilded robe, walked onto the Taoist temple with the gait of a dragon and a tiger. He had good talent, but after returning from Southern Xinjiang, his practice gradually failed to keep up with the contemporary geniuses. Now he is only at the third level of the Nascent Soul Realm, even weaker than Nangong Ling.

Under the ring, Ye Zang looked at him with a slightly gloomy look and shook his head.

The evil spirit in his body merged into his blood, like a bone-eating maggot, constantly feeding back into his practice, bringing Nangong Ling great benefits.

"This brother is the Sixth Prince of the famous Fengtian Dynasty in Zhongzhou. He has great magical powers and great accomplishments. Which Taoist fellow would like to come up and test his skills?" Feng Quan narrowed his eyes and looked at the Taoists around the Taoist temple, and then said, "If no one accepts the challenge, this prince will take up a seat."

"Fengtian Dynasty?"

"Why did someone from the imperial dynasty come to Dongsheng?"

"I heard that an ancient sect in Zhongzhou has emerged, and the status of this dynasty is in jeopardy. I think this prince came to Dongsheng to explore the way in advance, so that he can escape to the spiritual land of Shenzhou in the future."

A group of Taoists listened to the words and started talking about it.

From his words, it seems that he does not take the Sixth Prince seriously. This is Dongsheng, and the entire Zhongzhou is not as big as one of the five tribes of Dongsheng.

The Wudi City sect in the west alone has silenced the entire Zhongzhou. It is obvious that the Fengtian Dynasty is not important enough in the eyes of the Taoists in Zhongzhou.

Seeing how he was looked down upon, the Sixth Prince's eyes grew slightly angry and he clenched his hands tightly.

"Just come and exchange your magical powers, why waste time talking? Are you scared?" The Sixth Prince Ling Ran said.

"The prince of Zhongzhou is so arrogant!"

Just as he finished speaking, a thunderous sound came from under the dojo.

Just heard a loud 'bang'!
A middle-aged man in a black robe stepped onto the dojo with rolling magic power. The magic power under his feet burst out like thunder, and was extremely domineering.

Upon seeing this person, many Taoists around him also recognized him.

This man's name is Jiang Lei, and he is a casual cultivator who has lived in Julu City for a long time. It is said that he not only works for the Immortal Alliance, but also often takes work from the Six Demon Sects. He is a famous casual cultivator in the surrounding area, with unparalleled supernatural powers of thunder and lightning, and he often roams around in secret forbidden areas.

Jiang Lei stretched his muscles and looked at the Sixth Prince with a fierce look in his eyes.

The Sixth Prince's expression changed, and without saying a word, he released the power to escape from his palm and slapped forward.

That was the Fengtian Golden Seal, which was activated with all the strength of the Sixth Prince and was filled with the imperial dragon energy. Ye Zang had experienced this move in southern Xinjiang before, and it was a hundred times more powerful than before.

But things are different now. Ye Zang has now reached the first level of perfection, while the latter is still at the third level of Nascent Soul.

Bang bang bang!
The pressure from the Fengtian Golden Seal was so great that the sky was shaking, and the space was split apart. It was suppressing with all its might. This magical power was quite powerful, and it made the Taoists around it slightly sideways.

"This prince is really capable." Someone commented.

Jiang Lei narrowed his eyes, his black robe buzzing in the gilded air. Instead of retreating, he advanced without any intention of dodging. It seemed that he was going to have a head-on confrontation with the Sixth Prince.

He took a step forward, thunder burst out beneath his body, and when his purple palace opened wide, the Nascent Soul that burst out with thunder was sacrificed!
"Seventh-Rank Lotus Seat, this Jiang Lei is indeed extraordinary. A casual cultivator can grow to such a level." On the high pavilion, Lin Kui and others looked at him with surprise.

I have heard of the name of this Lei Dao cultivator for a long time, and today I see that he is indeed extraordinary.

Seeing this, the Sixth Prince sneered.

He is only at the seventh rank lotus seat. In the past, the opponents he faced were all geniuses like Ye Zang and Wei Wuya. He never took this kind of cultivator seriously.

"Such magical power is not worthy of my Yuanying being used to counter it!"

The Sixth Prince's golden seal fell, and a loud explosion occurred in the dojo.

Thunder and golden energy crisscrossed the entire dojo and the entire dojo was shaking slightly. When the magic powers confronted each other, terrifying ripples were formed and spread across the dojo, blinding people's eyes.

But soon, ten breaths later, a broken figure flew out from the dust.

It was Jiang Lei, who had been so aggressive before. Now he rolled his eyes, flew out covered in blood, his whole body was broken and he had fainted.

"How is this possible?!" someone exclaimed. Jiang Lei was not an unknown person, so how could he be defeated after just one encounter?

"Your Highness is really good at fighting." Lin Kui narrowed his eyes and glanced at Nangong Ling who was not far away. The latter smiled sweetly but just pursed her lips and said nothing.

This beautiful girl's demeanor made the young masters of the three major families look forward to it. This is the most painful thing in the world, you can only see but not touch.

They even thought that a casual cultivator would come and seriously injure the Sixth Prince, so that they would have a reason to let Nangong Ling and his party stay in Julu City for a while longer.

As long as time is long enough, there is always a way to succeed.

"Is there any fellow Taoist who would like to spar with him?" The Sixth Prince patted his sleeves, and the magic power mixed with his voice rippled out, majestic and captivating.

For a moment, the audience fell silent.

They were very clear about Jiang Lei's magical powers. Among the Yuanying cultivators in Julu City, not many dared to say that they could defeat him, let alone suppress him with one move.

After a few breaths of silence, it seemed that because of Nangong Ling, some cultivators wanted to show off in front of this beauty, and they went straight to the dojo on impulse.

However, his end was very miserable. He was beaten to pieces by the Sixth Prince.

Although the Sixth Prince cannot be compared with geniuses like Ye Zang, he is not someone that these ordinary cultivators can challenge. He grew up in the Central Plains Dynasty where every inch of land is valuable. He is not at the same starting line with these people in terms of resources and Taoism.

After defeating only four people, no one dared to challenge the Sixth Prince.

Lin Kui's eyes darkened, and he seemed to feel a little regretful. If it weren't for his special status, he would have wanted to take action himself. These ordinary cultivators really could not be compared with the princes of the Fengtian Dynasty.

"Since no one is willing to fight, His Highness will take a seat in the Luoying Taoist Association. Does anyone have any objection?" Lin Kui said as he looked around.

There was silence all around, and Lin Kui immediately bowed to the Sixth Prince and said with a smile: "Your Highness, you have worked hard. Please take a seat and watch the Dharma."

The Sixth Prince had a blank expression on his face as he flew away using his magic power.

The noble families of Julu City arranged this event, obviously wanting to test the Taoist strength of the Sixth Prince and others. After all, the Fengtian Dynasty has a special status in Central China. If they make friends with them casually, it may cause dissatisfaction among some Taoist sects on the border.

Next, it was time for other Taoists from Julu City to fight.

Ye Zang was very bored watching from below. Although these people's talents were not bad, they were boring in Ye Zang's eyes. When he was in the Nascent Soul stage, he fought against the leader of Wudi City and the eldest brother of Renwang Palace, who were all Nascent Soul figures.

Until dusk and sunset.

On the dojo, a young man was breathing heavily. He had won nine games in a row. He only needed to defeat one more person to get a seat in the Luoying Valley Taoist Association.

This person has great magical powers and has cultivated an eighth-grade lotus seat. He is even more powerful than Jiang Lei before, and is also a well-known independent cultivator.

"Are there any other fellow Taoists who would like to challenge me?" Lin Kui looked around.

No one responded for a while. When Lin Kui was about to announce the result, a leisurely and old voice came from under the dojo.

"I want to give it a try." Ye Zang said in a hoarse old voice.

Everyone looked at Ye Zang and were slightly startled when they saw his white hair and wrinkled face.

"Old Taoist, don't go up there and die. This is Lu Wentao. Haven't you heard of his reputation?" Someone kindly reminded Ye Zangdao.

Ye Zang had a blank expression on his face and shook his head calmly.

Several Dongsheng Taoists who were close to Ye Zang tried to dissuade him from such a suicidal behavior, because the latter was deliberately suppressing his own Taoism, and in the eyes of others, he was only at the third level of Nascent Soul.

How can he be compared with Lu Wentao, a Yuanying Taoist who is in his prime?

"Old Taoist, please don't be so stubborn. It's better not to go to Luoying Valley."

As they were talking, Ye Zang had already harnessed his magical powers and flew away.

When everyone saw his magical powers, it seemed that he was practicing the Wanxiang Water Method.

This was also what Ye Zang deliberately concealed. Ever since he practiced the Five Elements Harmony Method, he has been able to use the power of the five elements. However, there is still some gap between him and the real Wanxiang Taoist. But with these people's eyesight, how could they see it?

Under the gazes of everyone, Ye Zang controlled the water method and landed steadily on the dojo.

The young man Lu Wentao raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Zang with a playful look. Seeing his attitude, he couldn't bear to do it. Ling Ran said, "Senior, cultivation is not easy, and Taoism is ruthless. You have to think it over carefully."

"Go ahead." Ye Zang said calmly, circling his fingers.

On the high pavilion, Nangong Ling's eyes were shining as she stared at Ye Zang under the Taoist temple. Her heart was slightly moved. She always had an indescribable feeling, as if the old Taoist was very familiar to her.

When Ye Zang was in Zhongzhou, he placed a mark of his spiritual consciousness in Nangong Ling's body and made a deal with her. The latter is now half a step away from achieving the Tao and is only one step away from the Taixu gate, so it is normal for her to have some subtle perceptions.

"Isn't that the Jiang family's Qimen master? Why is he here to join in the fun?" Wang Peizhi said with a smile.

"Do you recognize that old man?" Lin Kui tilted his head.

"I heard from my clan that the Jiang family sent a batch of stones a few days ago, and this old Taoist priest was on Longshou Mountain not long ago, and he opened stones for Chief Jiang Yijing." Wang Peizhi said. His family was mainly responsible for various businesses in Julu City, and they were very familiar with the merchants in the city.

Ye Zang has been living in the Jiang family's shop these days, and Wang Peizhi has met Ye Zang several times, so he looks very familiar.

"Lingren, what's wrong..." The Sixth Prince was paying attention to Nangong Ling all the time. Seeing her beautiful eyes fixed on the dojo, he immediately asked.

"It's okay, Your Highness, there's no need to ask more questions." Nangong Ling said in a somewhat cold tone without even turning his head.

The Sixth Prince remained speechless, feeling somewhat dejected, but Nangong Ling's words seemed to have magic, and he kept silent after listening to them. Little did he know that the charm had now penetrated deep into his bones, and he had become like a puppet of Nangong Ling. He did not even have the mentality to resist Nangong Ling's words.

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(End of this chapter)