Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 206: Not in danger
Rumble.

The rolling thunder sounded like someone beating a drum above the head, and the depressing and dull atmosphere made the sneak attackers who entered the Taoist temple breathless.

Strangely enough, the deeper they go into the Taoist temple, the more they feel an inexplicable and strange sense of depression.

Although some people blame this oppression on Wang Yuran, who is lurking in a dark corner and trying to make a sneak attack, most people know in their hearts that this invisible oppression comes from the fear of Taoist priest Su Heng.

Is that almost immortal Taoist priest dead?
Several people entered the Taiyuan Treasure Hall and saw no one. After walking through the door and reaching the backyard where the ascension platform was located, they were so frightened that they almost dropped their weapons.

A group of believers were suppressed by the darkness, all kneeling on the ground, like sculptures, motionless towards the direction of the ascension platform.

On the edge of the ascension platform, there is a figure standing. The figure is wearing a Taoist robe and standing with a sword on his back. The pupil of his left eye emits golden light, glaring at the intruder from top to bottom.

Thunder shines through the night sky, illuminating the Taoist priest's pale cheeks, delicate features, and long flowing hair. She is a female Taoist, not the Su Heng she imagined.

As long as it's not that Taoist priest, it's easy to say!
The captain at the head breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked ferocious:

"A bunch of pretentious guys! All of them will die here!"

"...Michi Nojiu is in danger of losing his body."

That was undoubtedly Su Heng's figure, but it was not a physical body, but a spiritual body.

what's the situation!
Rumble!
The silver dragon flew away, and raindrops fell one after another, outlining a transparent figure suspended in the air.

One, two, three... boom!
The grenade exploded like exploding fireworks. However, as the fragments and shock waves generated by the explosion spread, they seemed to be held and rubbed by a pair of invisible hands, turning into a beautiful fireball, which then slowly shrank until it was completely extinguished.

If the believers felt something, they all turned their backs and looked back, dozens of pairs of eyes staring at the grenades in the air.

But when the grenade was about to fall, it was held up by an invisible force and stopped in mid-air.

Such a miracle made one believer excitedly shout:
"Michi Nojiu is in danger of losing his body!"

"Everything in the universe returns to its roots..."

There is a reason why he has no interest in religion. The behavior of these people is really weird sometimes!
"damn it!"

The rest of the believers followed suit and repeated the chant.

The intruder was frightened and disgusted, so he pulled the safety ring and threw the grenade.

Su Heng looked sideways and nodded slightly, as if to reassure Xia Xiaoling not to worry, then landed on the ground and passed through the intruder like the wind.

"Master..."

The sound waves came one after another, completely drowning the intruder physically and mentally.

"Man, all things return to their roots. Returning to the root is called Jing, and Jing is called Fu Ming. Returning to Ming is Chang, and knowing Chang is called Ming. If you don't know Chang, you will do evil in vain. Knowing Chang's appearance, appearance is Gong, Gong is Quan, Quan is Heaven, and Heaven is Dao. , Tao Naijiu is not dead without his body."

The others all echoed: "Dao Naijiu, he will not be in danger without his body!" "Dao Naijiu, he will not be in danger without his body!"

He took out the grenade from his arms and raised it high, but no one paid attention to this move.

This move made the intruder's throat roll and he swallowed saliva.

The believers were still kneeling where they were, but Wang Zhiyuan, the leader, suddenly stood up and recited Taoist scriptures.

Six strong men fell to the ground without even making a sound.

Xia Xiaoling's lips moved, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears. As a cultivator, she could tell that something was not right about Su Heng's state at this time.

The pupils of the remaining leader were dilated, reflecting a blurry face.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Before dying, the intruder wonders what he is facing.

"I am neither a human nor a ghost. I should be...an immortal now?"

Of course, these words are bluffing. Su Heng can only be regarded as a Yangshen now. But with the protection of Yuan Shen, he can do more than the ordinary Yang Shen state.

For example, clean up the garbage that broke into the Taoist temple. Su Heng drifted to Wang Lingguan's statue, caressed the tall statue, and recalled what Yuanshen had said.

"I have the same origin as the gods, the gods are me, I am the gods."

Su Heng closed his eyes and muttered something:
"The innate general, the one-qi god king. The great spiritual officer of Dutian, the selfless fierce general of the three realms... Fang Fang explains the teachings and opens altars everywhere. The fierce officials of Huoluo, the three-five trains, Taiyi's thunder should turn into Tianzun."

……

The sudden explosion attracted everyone's attention.

"You should have succeeded?"

Mirage turned his head and looked in the direction of the Taoist temple, guessing that everyone in the Taoist temple should be dead at this time.

The Taoist priests are dead, and his goal has actually been achieved. It doesn't matter whether Wei Zonglin dies or not.

"But the weather was so good, why did it suddenly rain and thunder?"

Mirage has an inexplicable resistance to thunderstorms, after all, he was almost annihilated in the thunderstorm. The power that was comparable to that of a god, I still feel frightened when I think about it now.

"No, why did I suddenly think of these things?"

An unpleasant feeling suddenly arose in the mirage. Before I could think about it carefully, I heard a loud noise and a tall statue of a god suddenly rushed out from the gate of the Taoist Temple.

The statue has a red face and beard, with three eyes open in anger. It is wearing golden armor and red robes. It holds a wind wheel on the left and a steel whip on the right. It is extremely powerful and brave.

After leaving the mountain gate, the statue suddenly stood still, as if watching. Raindrops fell on his body, white steam rose up, and his figure was quickly covered up.

Not only was there a mirage, but other people also saw the idol in a trance. But they couldn't believe that what they saw was real.

The steam receded and the statue disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Yan Hao rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

But the next second, the strong wind blew in the face, and the red-faced statue flashed in front of everyone, exhaling hot breath from its nostrils, and holding the steel whip high in the hand.

"Get away from everyone!"

It was too late, the steel whip fell heavily, it contained huge power, and everything it touched fell apart.

Boom!

This single blow completely turned the tide of the battle.

Boom!

Someone reacted and knelt down to beg for mercy: "Spare my life, God, please forgive me!"

Boom!

Wei Zonglin, who was hiding in the building, also noticed the movement. To him, it sounded like a giant waving a stick outside to hit the escaping rats.

Wei Zonglin knew that it must be Su Heng's handiwork. He walked quickly to the window, pushed open the window and stuck his head out, just in time to meet the side face of the statue.

A fiery red beard, a chiseled face, a phoenix mouth and a sharp tooth.

If the statue felt something, it turned its head slightly, turned its right eye, and squinted at Wei Zonglin.

The air seemed to freeze, and the two parties looked at each other for a second. In this second, Wei Zonglin thought of all the bad things he had done in his life and the innocent people he had harmed. His whole body seemed to be burned by flames, and the pain was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

The statue no longer focused on his sins, but instead looked at the fleeing dragon-like snake in the sky.

"Ha ha……"

The statue chuckled, bent its knees to gain strength, and then leaped high into the sky, chasing the evil spirit in the direction of its disappearance like a cannonball.

Wei Zonglin was left standing there in shock, sweating profusely, and unable to speak for a long time.

(End of this chapter)