Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 709 Who am I?
Every morning, the fat Master Pang would get up early to meditate and practice breathing. Although only a little spiritual energy could be left to transform into magic power after breathing for an hour, it was a lesson that accumulated over time, and as long as he practiced diligently, there would be a breakthrough sooner or later.

But if you get used to being lazy, working for three days and drying the net for two days, then there will be no hope of making any breakthroughs. You can only spend your days leisurely and eventually die of old age.

After finishing his practice, Master Pang took the paper and pen that he had prepared and drew a talisman while the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was still gathering. This marked the completion of his day's work.

Just as he was about to put away the talisman and offer it before the ancestor, it was taken away by a small hand. Master Pang just shook his head, ignored him, and went downstairs to eat.

Yan Xu played with the talisman in his hand. The core was spiritual energy, but the outer shell was psychic power. The overall structure was like a combination of a detonator and explosives. It was a very good idea. At least he was inspired a lot.

However, from this point of view, the sect that Master Pang belongs to is obviously very ancient, because it is based on the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This was nothing in the past, but as the spiritual energy continued to fade, it inevitably fell into decline.

Even a skilled cook cannot cook without rice; what kind of inheritance is a cultivation sect without spiritual energy?

Although many psychic spells were created to keep pace with the times, the result of clinging to old traditions is that the best opportunity was missed, resulting in the core of practice being unable to change. Now we can only take one step at a time, and no one knows what will happen in the end.

Just as Master Pang picked up the bowl, he heard a clang and then a plop, and his heart immediately skipped a beat.

Yan Xu came down from the third floor, and Bill also floated over from the first floor. It was obviously this unlucky kid who fell to the ground after pushing the door just now.

"Has he been attacked from behind again?" Master Pang put down the bowl helplessly, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to save people.

"It's a curse." Yan Xu tilted his head and stripped Bill naked, revealing the curse mark on his back that was like a brand, and the death energy that was beginning to spread.

"Why is this unfortunate child so hated?" Master Pang was so frightened when he saw it that he quickly called someone.

"Did I owe you something in my previous life? Why don't you give me good things?" Taoist Shukaku, who came in a hurry, couldn't help but scold when he saw Bill's appearance.

Taoist Shukaku was really anxious, and no wonder he was anxious, because Bill's condition was too serious. The curse mark was like a red iron, which had corroded his skin and flesh, exposing even the spine bones, and even the beating heart could be faintly seen through the ribs. This man was most likely beyond saving, and even if he was saved, he would be disabled.

Moreover, even though Master Pang used his magic power to protect his heart meridian, Bill's condition continued to deteriorate.

Obviously, saving people will inevitably consume a lot of magic power, but magic power is the foundation of their practice.

Having said that, Taoist Shukaku did not hesitate. He first input a magical power to prevent Bill's condition from getting worse, and then helped Master Pang prepare the altar.

"The curse he was hit with was cast with the help of the power of a certain evil god. It won't work with just your strength or mine. We must rely on the power of the gods." Master Pang said with a somewhat grim expression.

"I knew it was going to be bad." Taoist Shukaku muttered.

Things are different now than before. In the past, when there was something, we would directly ask the ancestor master for help. But now we can’t contact the ancestor master at all. As for asking gods, who knows what they are asking for.

You ask for the matchmaker, but end up seeing the God of Wealth instead. This has become more and more common in recent years.

And this is still considered good. In bad situations, both the person and the soul are gone, and God knows what kind of person was invited.

But only gods can deal with gods. If you don't fight, there is no hope at all. The two worried people forgot about Yan Xu, quickly set up the altar, and then began to ask Guandi to show his power.

It was fine at first, with the sounds of golden swords and iron horses ringing in my ears, but gradually something was wrong. The spiritual energy that seeped in from the Chaos Sea was full of blood, and it also carried terrible evil spirits and resentment.

"Oh no, it's off!" said Taoist Shukaku with a changed expression.

The gods are all in the Chaos Sea, and the more powerful they are, the deeper they go. So if they want to summon the gods, they not only need to provide clear coordinates, but also magic power as guidance.

But this behavior is just like deep-sea hanging. It seems to be aimed at the target and has a specified range, but in fact no one knows what will happen in the middle. If you are lucky, you will hit the target by accident. If you are unlucky, it will be like now, you have made a wrong choice!
"Hurry up and follow the order, seal!" Now is not the time to be stingy with magic power. Although the opponent's real body cannot come out, the leaked power alone can turn Chinatown into a deadly place. Therefore, Master Pang and Taoist Shukaku did not care about stinging their magic power and used all their strength.

If they were righteous gods, they would naturally control the output. The problem was that no one knew who they had invited, and they could not stop it at all. Their magic power was dispersed before it could be formed, and finally both of them were knocked away at the same time. They had no ability to resist and could only lie there in despair.

In fact, it shouldn't have been like this, otherwise Master Pang and Taoist Shouhe would not have easily used the technique of summoning gods. The problem was that they forgot about Yan Xu.

Yan Xu is a demon fetus in this life, and he used Sadako's template. Sadako is the spirit of the Four Souls Jade, so it is difficult for both of them to avoid failure.

Feeling the faint cause and effect relationship, Yan Xu's expression became a little strange. He was about to take action, but found that the person who came seemed familiar. With an idea, he asked other incarnations to help, and then waited quietly.

As the original spiritual energy from the Chaos Sea gushed out, the entire space turned into a bloody battlefield, and a general riding a white horse came to see him, holding the head.

"Guan Yu, I hate it!!!"

Just a roar set off a frenzy of psychic energy. It was obvious that this man was also a powerful man whose name would be remembered throughout the ages. Now he came to the world with hatred, and he would not go back unless he killed everyone and made a river of blood.

Master Pang and Taoist Shouhe looked at each other and decided to fight to the death. They would never let the other party commit murder.

"Yan Liang, look who I am." Yan Xu suddenly spoke and scared Master Pang and Taoist Shukaku.

"Why are you here? Run!" Master Pang said hurriedly.

"No." Taoist Shuhe grabbed Master Pang and when he saw Yan Xu lower his eyebrows and a golden relic rising from the top of his head, he took a breath of cold air.

When Yan Liang was illuminated by the golden light of the relic, his violent aura subsided and his eyes gradually became clear. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he was startled and quickly dismounted and bowed.

"Big brother!"

This was naturally the result of Yan Xu's manipulation. He created an identity in the Three Kingdoms world and became Yan Liang's cousin.

This identity did not play a big role in the world of the Three Kingdoms, but it was real, so the Ghost Gate Master took action to intercept this cause and effect, integrated it into this world with the help of the system, and turned from a cousin into a real brother.

Because the cause and effect come from the higher-level Three Thousand Worlds, and it is the system that takes action, naturally the false becomes true.

In this way, Yan Xu not only gained a younger brother, but also planted a nail in the Chaos Sea.

(End of this chapter)