Daqizong

"This, Master, not yet." The disciple replied in a low voice.

Taoist Canghuo snorted coldly, and said: "It's really useless! This dog intercepted and killed Li Wan, but he still dared to play with me and disappear. If I let him find him, he will know how powerful he is!"

With a cold snort, his power burst forth, and the candles around him seemed to be suppressed by an invisible wave of air, and they fluttered in a hurry.

The disciples lowered their heads, not daring to look directly.

A Nascent Soul cultivator, who seemed to be more trustworthy, said: "Master, calm down, the blood-clothed ancestor cultivated the supernatural power of the ancient Styx River Road. Although the power is powerful, every time you fight, you need to spend hard work to collect it. Blood Yuan, once encountering a strong enemy and failing to win, will suffer a serious injury. Presumably it is because of too much consumption, so he had to hide and recover. As for the fact that the news was not sent back, it must be because of the defeat and embarrassment on the face .”

"Eldest brother is right. The blood-clothed patriarch must not have dared to disobey his master's order. Presumably, he did so because of failure."

With this person taking the lead, several other disciples quickly echoed.

Under the comfort of his disciples, Taoist Canghuo calmed down slightly.

A triple master is determined to avoid people, even if Taoist Canghuo is quite powerful here, there is nothing he can do for a while.

Before retreating, he asked someone to figure out its approximate whereabouts, and then sent someone to look for it, but even so, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack, and until now there was no result.

At this time, he only knew that the blood-clothed patriarch failed to intercept Li Wan, because there was news from the lower realm that Li Wan went back safe and sound, but he didn't know what happened during the period and why he failed, so he wanted to kill Li Wan. The blood-clothed patriarch found out and asked carefully.

Unexpectedly, the blood-clothed ancestor seemed to have a ghost in his heart.He has been avoiding the call of the Treasure Pavilion.

Taoist Canghuo sneered and said, "Although he can't deal with Li Wan, he can at least explain the process of the battle and understand the means and means... Forget it, this kind of person is completely unreliable, and if he wants to deal with Li Wan in the future, we still have to let him go Even though the masters are involved, it is a bit more involved, but it is still straightforward!"

He flicked his sleeves suddenly, making up his mind.

"Lang Feng, please inform me. Continue to search for the whereabouts of the bloody clothes. This beast is becoming more and more unreliable, and it dares to obey others. It must be beaten and beaten. Yubao, go and invite all the elders in the pavilion to come, and say that I have left the customs , ask them to gather and discuss."

"Yes, Master." Hearing the order, the disciples respectfully responded.

Soon after.The elders in the pavilion are invited to come.

Although the heavens are vast, many people have ambitions in all directions and search for their own merits everywhere, but they are monks in the pavilion.The most important thing is that there are huge forces running around instead of them, searching for secrets, while they can cultivate freely.

This desolate star is where the main rudder in the pavilion is located.It is still possible to keep multiple giants together from time to time.

Taoist Canghuo gave an order, except for a few who were in seclusion and unable to go out, all others came.There were as many as thirty people.

The cultivation of these people ranged from the first level to the third level of the Dao Realm, and they gathered together with an extraordinary atmosphere, which showed the prosperity of Zhenbao Pavilion in this world from the sky.

"The pavilion master has been in seclusion for 36 years, and after coming out this time, his cultivation seems to have improved, which is really gratifying."

When seeing Taoist Canghuo, several people keenly noticed the change in his aura, and after being slightly stunned, they immediately smiled and congratulated him.

Only then did Taoist Canghuo show a complex expression of mixed joy and sorrow, nodded slightly, and said, "I have indeed improved this time."

"Pavilion Master, why do you still seem to be sad, and your cultivation is diligent, this is a good thing, and it is worth celebrating!" Someone asked in confusion.

"Friend Lin Daoist, you really don't know which pot to turn on and which pot to lift. The pavilion master has lofty aspirations and a mere cultivation base, what is it? Promoting to the fourth level as soon as possible, soaring to the sky, is the right way!" Seeing that this person said wrong At the same time, another monk beside him shook his head and smiled wryly, and circled around half-jokingly.

The monk surnamed Lin came to his senses, showing embarrassment on his face, and said in harmony: "So that's how it is."

Others also said one after another: "Pavilion master, don't worry, you will be promoted successfully."

Taoist Canghuo shook his head and smiled wryly: "You all speak good words, but my family knows their own affairs, and the opportunities are becoming less and less these days. It is not easy to maintain your cultivation. It is not easy to be promoted to the fourth level. The mid-term realm is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

When he said this, he said seriously: "Up to now, what I care about is only our foundation in the heavens. Only when we lay a solid foundation here and support the younger generations, the up-and-coming stars of our sect, can we continue to grow and develop. grow up and take advantage of that as well.”

This is a thousand-year achievement. Daoist Canghuo came from the Lingbao Sect, and his roots are already engraved in his bones. Even if he has advanced to the Dao Realm and embarked on the road of pursuing a long and happy life, his heart is still tied to this.

After hearing this, everyone present was also touched.

They knew that Taoist Canghuo had been cultivating for more than 3 years, close to [-] years, which is not a short time for a monk at the third level of Dao Realm.

If a monk like him can't go further, no matter how abundant the vitality of the physical body and soul is, it will be difficult to resist the loss, which will lead to the decline of catastrophe.

This kind of catastrophe arises from within, there is no way to avoid it, no way to resist it.

In fact, even a long-lived person will eventually be annihilated by him, let alone such an early-to-mid-stage Taoist cultivator?

Between heaven and earth, perhaps only the mighty ones in the realm of immortality can resist a little bit, without being too deeply affected by it.

But even these powerful people in the realm of immortality can only control their normal state without being damaged, and they are still powerless in the face of major events such as battles and catastrophes.

If there is really someone who can resist damage and decay, keep his soul forever, and increase his life, it will be the supreme realm of immortality in the legends!

eternal life!

How easy is it?

Based on the realm and knowledge of everyone present, they are not clear about the matter here, because it involves the secrets of many great powers in ancient times, ancient times and the middle ages. How to cultivate and who can achieve it are all puzzles.

Perhaps, when they are promoted and reach the middle and late stages of Dao Realm, they will be qualified to know some points, but it is definitely not now.

All the people present are at the early stage of Dao Realm, and they are still too far away from these.

It is almost certain that this Canghuo Taoist is not far from death.

This period can be as long as a thousand years or 2000 years, or as short as hundreds of years, but no matter how long or short it is, it is still a question of whether you can be promoted.

He stayed in the third level of Dao Realm for too long, and his cultivation was not long enough. He had already lost all potential motivation and opportunities for advancement. More than ninety-nine percent, it was a dead word.

Daoist Canghuo cares about his foundation, and in the eyes of Taoist monks, it can be said to be a very vulgar thing, but it is these that can become his sustenance, because his life cannot last forever, but his foundation can last forever, even after disciples Human beings can also absorb merits in their legacy and grow.

Other monks can also understand this feeling, because most of them do not have the potential to be promoted to the middle stage, and some of them can only stay in the first and second levels.

Daoist Canghuo was a little emotional, waved his hands and said: "Let's not talk about this, I have invited you here this time to talk about the re-opening of the Tianxu Association after 11 years."

"Pavilion Master, do you want us to consecrate a magic weapon for this fair?"

Since I have had the same experience in the past, others will understand it as soon as they hear it.

"That's right, Taoist cultivators are in short supply. This kind of magic weapon is not easy to refine. Even the masters in the pavilion often need several people to work together, or it takes a long time to refine it..."

That's why he wants to talk about it now.

Speaking of this, Taoist Canghuo discussed some arrangements.

"You need a few attack-type Taoist artifacts. Even if you don't have Taoist artifacts, spirit treasures are fine. A few Taoist friends in the west have newly obtained a batch of high-quality moonstone treasures. The price we talked about is this kind of magic weapon. There is also a casual cultivator who offered a condition for the exchange of spiritual veins for Dao artifacts. We are building a foundation and need this thing urgently, so we need to reserve a quota for Dao artifacts."

Everyone said: "That will use a lot of precious materials."

Daoist Canghuo waved his hand: "Since you have entered this pavilion, there will be this pavilion to help you arrange it. There is really no way to find treasures, so think of a way. Moreover, there will be a fair at that time, so postpone it It will take time, but if we can prepare well, we must do our best.”

This is the proper meaning in the question, and everyone expressed their understanding.

After talking about the arrangement of various affairs in the pavilion, Taoist Canghuo immediately discussed the Tao with everyone present, exchanging his cultivation experience.

It even includes some profound and mysterious artifice skills.

These Dao realm monks have lived together in one place for a long time, talking about mysteries every day, communicating with each other, and their respective skills are very profound.

Although some of the bloodiness of fighting and fighting was lost due to this, compared with it, the growth of cultivation and skills in exchange cannot be ignored.

The prolific masters in the pavilion also benefited from this.

After a long time, the crowd dispersed, and Taoist Canghuo left alone a few masters of the third level of the Dao Realm.

In the Zhenbao Pavilion, although most of them are masters of Qi Dao, after all, these people are not masters of Qi Dao, but half-way monks and concurrent practitioners.

Among them, there are many people who have never set foot in the Qi Dao, but have focused on the original Dao. Their strength is among the best among the crowd, and it is also the force that Zhenbao Pavilion relies on.

Daoist Canghuo kept them because he had something to tell him.

"If my guess is correct, then Li Wan will come to participate in the fair again."

"Master, what do you mean..."

Daoist Canghuo stood up, with a sharp cold light in his eyes, and said sonorously: "This person's potential is too great, if he can't be used by me, we can only eradicate him as soon as possible, and we can't let him survive this market meeting." gone."

Hearing the words, several masters were all shocked. They never thought that the real purpose of Daoist Canghuo summoning them this time was to deal with Li Wan. (To be continued..)