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After being slightly absent-minded, Deng Yang quickly came to his senses. Thinking of the information about the Hunyuan Ancestor, a suspicion suddenly arose in his heart.

Although the Heshan Road was ruined hundreds of years ago, the inheritance has not been cut off. The Hunyuan Patriarch has many disciples and grandchildren. If it is really the Hunyuan Patriarch who is sealed here, then it is impossible for his disciples and grandchildren to stop moving forward. Come to the rescue.

There is no way that all the tens of thousands of disciples and descendants are rebels.

Besides, with Hunyuan Ancestor’s cultivation back then, who else could have the ability to seal him.

Although the sealing formation here is extraordinary, it is obviously impossible to seal the ancestor of Hunyuan who was known as the first immortal of the side sect hundreds of years ago.

The most important thing is that although the ancestor of Hunyuan came from a side sect, he did not follow the path of evil demons, but was famous for the path of sword immortals, which was obviously very different from the evil demons sealed here.

Although hundreds of years have passed since the era of Ancestor Hunyuan, hundreds of years are actually not too long for those monks who have achieved immortality.

In addition, the Hunyuan Ancestor was so famous at the time that there were not many legends about him in the spiritual world. Although some of them were true or false, no matter whether they were true or false, they never existed. There are rumors that he has practiced magic.

"Haha~ You really know how to put gold on your face. Ancestor Hunyuan, you are worthy of it."

Thinking of this, Deng Yang was basically certain that the person sealed here was most likely not the ancestor of Hunyuan.

"Junior! Do you want to seek death?"

Looking at Deng Yang's sneer, the shadow's voice turned gloomy, and the demonic sound echoed in the void, making it difficult for people to feel joy and anger.

"Okay, you don't need to bluff. If you really have the ability to win over Pindao, there is no need to waste words with Pindao here."

After hearing this, Deng Yang was not timid at all.

After calming down just now, he can now see that although this demon is powerful, it has not escaped from the seal now, and how much it can use its abilities.

The reason why Deng Yang didn't notice this at first was because he was frightened by the vast abyss of demonic aura when he just recovered, and he became a little confused.

Now imagine carefully, this demon has been sealed here for hundreds of years at least. Hundreds of years have been consumed by the light of this pure sun, let alone how much of his ability is left.

The most important thing is that now it has not completely broken away from the seal. Most of its power is actually being suppressed. I am afraid that only a very small part of the power it can really use is left.

If not, there is no need for him to try to seduce himself with words.

"Ant! How dare you do this?"

As soon as Deng Yang said these words, the black shadow suddenly became furious. In his eyes, a bloody magic light suddenly enveloped the void, and the blood waves rolled around the world, as if falling into a boundless sea of ​​blood.

The moment he was shrouded in the blood-colored magic light, Deng Yang's figure suddenly froze, and he felt as if the blood all over his body was affected by an invisible force, rapidly gathering towards his heart.

"The borrowing method of Wutong: Yin thunder destroys evil spirits."

Sensing the abnormality within his body, Deng Yang's mind suddenly froze, and the pores all over his body shrank sharply. With a thought, dozens of Yin thunder talismans exploded in the void.

"Boom! Rumble."

As dozens of black thunders stirred the void, the sea of ​​blood around him suddenly boiled and rolled, and disappeared in an instant. The blood-colored magic light that shrouded Deng Yang's body was broken in an instant.

"call"

Feeling that the abnormality all over his body had disappeared, Deng Yang couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He was even more secretly on guard, but he discovered that although most of the demon's power was sealed, its magical powers were quite strange and should not be underestimated.

That moment just now, if it weren't for the power of his pseudo-immortal body and the awakening of the mind to bless the heart, any practitioner who has not yet reached the immortal realm would definitely not be able to escape the end of his heart bursting and dying.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang had a thought in his mind, and dozens of Yin Thunder Talismans painted with dragon scales immediately surrounded his body, forming a Thunder Talisman barrier.

To be honest, in the face of such evil spirits, he really couldn't think of any good way to deal with it now. The only way he could think of to deal with it was this Yin Lei Talisman.

Because the opponent's body is sealed, if he acts rashly, he might even help the opponent.

In addition, although the power of this demon is not strong, its true meaning is so pure that Deng Yang's current magical power cannot handle it.

No matter it is the art of absorbing yin and eating energy, or the ghosts of the three elements of water, fire, and wood, they are absolutely unable to cause harm to such insubstantial evil spirits, and they may even be corroded by the opponent in turn.

It’s actually quite embarrassing to say.

Although Deng Yang is now quite good in cultivation, most of his magical powers are based on the three major body gods of water, fire, and wood, and the other half is the energy, blood, and energy of his pseudo-immortal body.

The rest of the side skills are useful for assisting and torturing people, but once they encounter someone whose cultivation base is higher than his, there is nothing they can do.

Faced with this situation, Deng Yang was helpless.

After all, he has only been in this world for a short time and has insufficient foundation. Even his cultivation is mostly inherited from his original body.

The original person said it nicely, but he was the ancestor of the evil way, but his family knew that he was just a poor family living in poverty.

When Deng Yang traveled through time, what he inherited was a mess. In addition to his decent cultivation level and the water and fire body spirit in his body, he also had more than 100 years of training experience, which was pretty passable.

Apart from that, there are only a few filial sons and grandsons who are rebellious.

This is also the main reason why his magical powers are weak now. After all, most of the magical powers passed down by the Five-Channel people are related to ghost raising, corpse refining, and Gu refining.

Let’s not talk about raising ghosts for the moment. The Six Desire Demons contained in the Book of Ten Thousand Ghosts are only auxiliary means. The corpse refining formation left by the original body was not completed because of the short time. A filial son and a great grandson were destroyed in one day.

When it comes to refining Gu, except for one or two auxiliary Gu insects, it can be said to be completely blank.

Even most of Deng Yang's current methods were accumulated by relying on the magical power of ancient bronze lamps in the past two years, which is simply outrageous.

"Thunder!"

Looking at the Yin Lei Talismans surrounding Deng Yang, the voice of the black shadow suddenly condensed, but there was a rare hint of solemnity in his words.

"Junior, my ancestor remembers you."

After taking a deep look at Deng Yang, the demonic shadow formed by the black energy immediately stopped saying anything and instantly dissipated and merged into the demonic energy that eroded the pure sunlight column.

Shit. Looks like I'm in trouble.
Seeing that the demonic figure retreated without a word, although Deng Yang was relieved on the surface, the worry in his heart did not subside at all.He also knew that his behavior just now had definitely offended the evil spirit miserably. According to the evil spirit's character, he would definitely come to trouble him after he got out of trouble.

The most important thing is that this guy must have remembered his Qi. Unless he hides in the Five Desires Cave and doesn't come out in the future, this evil demon will come to his door sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He really couldn't steal the chicken but lose the rice.

After hesitating for a moment, Deng Yang felt furious. He had spent so much effort to find this dimensional barrier this time, and just escaping in such a panic was completely inconsistent with his nature of not being able to afford it early.

Now that I have offended this evil spirit, I might as well offend him more harshly.

Thinking of this, a cold light suddenly flashed in Deng Yang's eyes.

The figure was wrapped in a layer of three-color spiritual light, and it quickly approached the location of the pure sunlight pillar.

After carefully observing the pure sunlight pillar, Deng Yang couldn't help but have a flash of thoughtfulness in his eyes as he looked at the light golden sliver like a swimming dragon in the light pillar.

Although he has never seen the sealing formation here, he can tell that the core of the sealing formation here should be the floating island generated by the fragments of the 33rd heaven.

The source of the power of sealing the town should be the Feng Shui pattern of Coffin Mountain. The gathering of evil spirits turned from raising corpses to suppressing corpses.

When Deng Yang suddenly turned his attention to the scarlet coffin, he suddenly discovered that the ancient and simple demon-suppressing inscriptions on it were dark in color. As the evil spirit gradually eroded the pure sunlight pillar, it became more and more obvious. It became dim.

Seeing this scene, Deng Yang immediately came to the conclusion that if his prediction was correct, the reason why the evil spirit was able to escape from the trap should be because there was something wrong with the magic-suppressing seal on the coffin.

Although he found the reason, with his knowledge and methods, it was naturally impossible to repair the eroded and damaged magic-suppressing seal.

But this did not trouble Deng Yang.

There is an all-powerful ancient bronze lamp. As long as you have lamp oil and repair the magic-suppressing seal, it is not easy to get it.

Although he was not sure whether two drops of lamp oil would be enough, at this point, Deng Yang could only take a gamble.

The bet was won, and everyone was happy. Not only could they temporarily avoid being hunted by the evil demon who broke through the seal, but he could also get a dojo transformed from a fragment of the 33rd Heaven. It was a huge profit no matter how you looked at it.

Although Deng Yang felt heartbroken after losing the bet and wasting two drops of hard-earned lamp oil, it was something that could not be avoided.

Although the lamp oil of this ancient bronze lamp is extremely precious, as long as it is used properly, Deng Yang has no reason to be reluctant to part with it.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang no longer hesitated, and his thoughts immediately connected with the ancient bronze lamp in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Junior! Could it be that you regret it and want to serve under the ancestor again?"

Seeing Deng Yang's figure quickly approaching his sealing place, the green and black evil energy overflowing from the scarlet coffin suddenly fluctuated.

"This junior just feels that the current era is not safe for our ancestors, and wants to ask our ancestors to sleep for a while again. When this junior is ready, he will naturally take action personally to welcome our ancestors out of seclusion."

Hearing this, Deng Yang couldn't help but smile lightly, and a vast spiritual light of seven colors suddenly rushed out from between his eyebrows, rushing towards the coffin.

"Tsk! Kaka. Ah!"

"Damn it. Junior, what have you done? My ancestor will never let you go."

As the vast spiritual light merged into the coffin, countless demon-suppressing inscriptions seemed to come to life on the scarlet coffin. Like swimming dragons, they quickly swam along the coffin, turning into deep black. The demon-suppressing talisman lock tightly suppressed the entire coffin.

Affected by the demon-suppressing talisman lock, the green and black evil energy that overflowed from the gap in the coffin suddenly emitted bursts of smelly white smoke and retracted into the coffin instantly.

The moment those evil spirits retracted into the coffin, the pure Yang spiritual light in the void immediately fluctuated and began to shrink rapidly, until it tightly wrapped the scarlet coffin in it, turning into a pale golden sun, hanging quietly in the sky. In mid-air.

As the coffin was enveloped in pure sunlight, the nine iron ropes extending from the floating island below also blurred and disappeared into the void.

Seeing this, Deng Yang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that he had won the bet, and the ancient bronze lamp did not let him down.

Although I don't know how long the seal here can be repaired with the magical power of this ancient bronze lamp, I have no worries in Deng Yang.

With his current cultivation speed, coupled with the assistance of the ancient bronze lamp, if he is given a certain amount of time, he believes that with his own potential, he will be able to surprise him when the evil demon is born again.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang felt happy and at the same time, he subconsciously cast his gaze down to the floating island below him, and a hidden greed could not help but appear in his eyes.

When Deng Yang drove the escape light to the floating island, looking at the towering ancient trees and the vibrant scene around him, he couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy.

"Heshan Villa!"

When Deng Yangyun raised his eyes and looked towards the foot of the mountain, a towering stone tablet suddenly came into view.

Looking at the four slightly blurry characters on it, Deng Yang couldn't help but have a flash of thoughtfulness in his eyes.

It seems that the evil demon is not completely pulling the skin of a tiger. It really has something to do with Heshan Dao. Even if he is not the ancestor of Hunyuan, he should be inseparable from it.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang immediately set up his escape light and rushed towards the attic halfway up the mountain.

Apart from the ruins of the ruins, there was no information about the owner of this place.

However, from those remaining traces, it was not difficult for Deng Yang to see that this should be the location of a Taoist Taoist priest in Heshan, not the sect's residence as he originally imagined.

At the moment when the evil spirit awakened, it was far away in Jizhou, the core of Daqian.

In the middle of a mountain range surrounded by colorful clouds, a middle-aged Taoist nun who was sitting on a bed of clouds, her whole body shrouded in the aura of colorful clouds, slowly opened her eyes.

The Taoist nun has gentle eyebrows, and her black hair is tied with a simple Taoist hairpin. She wears a light yellow Taoist robe, which cannot hide her plump figure. The faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes not only do not show her age, but also make her face beautiful. , adding a bit of age charm, making it difficult to tell the specific age at a glance.

"Hey! The ancestor's legacy shows signs of being broken."

"Could it be that someone accidentally touched the demon-suppressing seal I left behind?"

After the middle-aged Taoist nun regained consciousness, a flash of colorful light suddenly flashed in her eyes. She counted with one hand, and a complicated expression suddenly appeared on her face.

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