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Chapter 44: Thunder Failed? Carry the altar as high as possible!

After Taoist Zhenlong filed a complaint, he did not drop two things to read the divination like the charlatan did.

Instead, he circulated ten years of spiritual energy throughout his body.

The next moment, a strong wind suddenly appeared on the originally calm mountainside, and the Bagua Taoist robe of the True Dragon Taoist fluttered and rustled.

The spirit, energy and spirit are combined into one, and the state reaches its peak.

He picked up the brush on the altar and poured all his spiritual power into it.

"Crack!" The brush broke directly, unable to withstand such a huge amount of spiritual energy.

This scene left the three people behind stunned.

Taoist Zhenlong's face changed, and then he threw away the broken brush and made up his mind. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes, as if he had made some decision.

Under the gaze of countless people in the live broadcast room, he bit his own finger and squeezed out drops of innate blood.

This innate essence and blood is different from the blood of ordinary people.

All of this blood was brought about by the innate purple energy, and it is the most important essence and blood of the Taoist.

"Fuck! Is it that cruel?"

"Look carefully! As soon as the blood started flowing out, Taoist Zhenlong's complexion suddenly became much worse!"

"It really is!"

"I seem to have heard my grandfather say that some masters have their own blood essence. Because the blood essence in their bodies makes their physical fitness much better than that of ordinary people."

"Once the blood and essence are forced out or overused, the worst case scenario is death, or at the very least, becoming a cripple!"

"I'm curious about the talisman that could force Taoist Zhenlong to draw it even if he used up all his blood and essence. Perhaps it's the heritage of the Zhenlong Temple!"

"Little Loli, tell me more! Everyone is curious!"

"Stop talking about it, it's rude to say it again."

Taoists no longer use cinnabar and brushes, but instead use their own innate essence and blood to draw talismans.

He wanted to use all his life's spiritual power to draw a talisman of Thunder Ancestor Tianzun to report to the ancestor.

This Thunder Ancestor Heavenly Venerable Talisman is one of the true treasures of Zhenlong Temple. It is a genuine intermediate-level talisman, but it is incomplete.

Because the talisman inherited from him was lost, he could only carve it himself.

Taoist Zhenlong understood that he had not even mastered the elementary talismans. If he wanted to skip the elementary talismans and carve the intermediate talismans with his A-level cultivation, what would be his fate?

He had already prepared himself for death and the extinction of his Taoism, so he spared no effort in fortune-telling for the old man in the afternoon and did not drive away Pang Dahai and others.

As Taoist Zhenlong moved his fingers, he seemed to enter a special state.

The bright red blood actually flashed a purple light on the yellow paper, but no one noticed it.

This talisman took quite a long time to draw, actually more than ten minutes.

Taoist Zhenlong's face turned red, as if he was enduring something.

An intermediate talisman directly drained all of his spiritual energy.

But he didn't care, he still had five years of even more refined innate purple energy.

“Use the Thunder Ancestor Heavenly Venerable Talisman to lead it!”

"Thunder falls!"

The Thunder Ancestor Tianzun Talisman flashed with purple light, but nothing happened, only dark clouds covered the sky.

"Puchi." Taoist Zhenlong spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood dyed his Taoist robe red.

He was teetering, as if he had reached his limit.

"Master!" Pang Dahai and the others behind him were horrified.

"Hey~ Go help him lift the altar, the higher the better, and let him try again." Suddenly, a comment in the live broadcast room was particularly conspicuous.
"Oh shit! It's Master Jiang!"

"What's the use of calling him a Taoist priest? You have to call him a real person!" "Host, please follow the instructions of Master Jiang."

"Is there any explanation for this? Lin Loli, you are knowledgeable and experienced, please come out and explain it."

"I don't know either. My grandfather never told me, and my father doesn't know anything either."

This time, the knowledgeable Lin Loli didn't know the ins and outs of it.

Everyone was speculating, but Jiang Chen said nothing.

Pang Dahai and the others also saw what Jiang Chen said, and without saying a word, they stepped forward and lifted the table. The moment the altar was raised, Taoist Zhenlong suddenly felt a little relieved.

"Master Zhenlong, Master Jiang lets you try one last time." Pang Dahai shouted breathlessly.

He didn't know what was going on. The table looked very light and he could lift it with one hand normally.

But now the three big men's legs were shaking from the combined strength of their strength, as if they were lifting thousands of pounds.

"Thank you three!"

"Innate Purple Qi!" Taoist Zhenlong's body began to heat up, and five years of innate purple qi burst out, and an even more powerful energy wave spread out.

Pang Dahai threw his cell phone aside.

Unfortunately, netizens in the live broadcast room could only hear a "buzzing" sound and could not see what was happening on the scene.

"I obey the orders of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord! Thunder falls!"

The intermediate-level Thunder Ancestor Tianzun talisman in the hands of Taoist Zhenlong slowly rose into the air, shining with purple light, and suddenly burned out of thin air and turned into particles of light and dissipated.

There seemed to be something pulling above the sky, and the sound of thunder resounded throughout the world.

A one-meter-wide bolt of lightning fell from the sky, cutting through the horizon like a sharp sword piercing the earth.

From this angle, the audience in the live broadcast room can just see the huge thunder falling from the sky.

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room stopped and fell into an eerie silence.

"Boom boom——" The thunder fell accurately on the top of the Golden Buddha Temple.
The entire Golden Buddha Temple suffered a devastating blow. The roof tiles turned into powder, the golden Buddha was split into pieces, the entire house collapsed, the earth shook, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and none of the black-hearted monks inside were spared.

The strange thing is that even among the pedestrians standing outside the Golden Buddha Temple, no one was injured, and the kind little monk inside the Golden Buddha Temple was not hurt at all.

The Buddha did not appear when the thunder fell, and the Golden Buddha Temple was destroyed in the eyes of Taoist Zhenlong.

Taoist Zhenlong chuckled, then could no longer hold back and spit out another mouthful of blood, finally falling to the ground powerlessly.

"Taoist Priest!!"

Pang Dahai hurried forward to check the situation.

"Layman, you and I are destined to be together. After I die, you can bury me here. This is my home. In return, I will bless you. It should be possible."

After Taoist Zhenlong said this, he no longer had the strength to speak and looked at Pang Dahai with a dim look in his eyes.

"Pang Dahai, you must immediately send him to the Demon-Suppressing Temple within half a day!"

"Ah? Master Jiang, do you think Taoist Master Zhenlong can hold on for a little longer in this condition? He won't die right in front of me, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and he won't die."

"As long as you send him to me, I say he can't die, even if the King of Hell comes!"

"Okay, okay!!"

Pang Dahai also didn't want to see Taoist Zhenlong die in front of him. It would be troublesome if the governor came looking for him.

Moreover, the people in the live broadcast room could not see what happened just now, but he saw it clearly.

Just a talisman can bring about a devastating thunder strike. It's simply too terrifying!

Is this the true high Taoist master?
If this Taoist Master Zhenlong could survive, he would probably thank me, Pang Dahai.

I carried the altar for him and sent him to the Demon-Suppressing Temple to save his life. I am truly his benefactor!

(End of this chapter)