One person ascends to the Pure Huang Court

After finishing all the final steps, Yang Yu led the Shangqing disciples and rushed towards the Biyou Village.

In the Biyou Village, Zhong Xiaolong, with his shining golden eyes that could see thousands of miles away, discovered the Shangqing team.

"Master, the people from Shangqing are here."

Ma Xianhong was maneuvering the Biyou Dazhai and turned his head to take a look: "Okay! When Shangqing arrives, we will turn the boat around and change our opponent."

Liu Wukui crossed his arms and said, "Can the people of Shangqing resist this monster? Even the leader had to rely on the Biyou Village to fight it to a draw."

Zhuge Qing said meaningfully: "Little Wu Kui, don't underestimate any sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. None of these sects are easy to deal with!"

"Shangqing is the safest party among the three of us."

They are fighting in the Eight Cold Hells. If the people of Shangqing are really in danger of being wiped out, would Yin Jun really just stand by and watch?

Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes and widened them: "Besides, they still have a trump card that they haven't used. Back then, Shangqing dared to fight the modern army head-on to cover up the departure of those people back then."

"Take a good look at Shangqing's abilities. This scene is not often seen."

All the Shangqing disciples, wearing Dean Dai's talisman, quickly moved the battlefield.

Being defeated at the point where Shangqing was most proud, he could only move away in shame. Even Yang Yu felt angry.

As soon as the disciples had stabilized their steps, Yang Yu immediately gave the order:

"All disciples, please listen to my orders..."

"The Great Emperor Zhenwu Dangmo!"

Chapter 501: Tianpeng Destroys the Demons

Shan Shitong rubbed his fingers, his heart was pounding, and his breathing under the helmet was a little rapid. When he realized it, he quickly adjusted himself, silently chanted the spell, and calmed his mind, like an apprentice who was about to perform on stage.

No wonder he lost his temper.

He was about to experience the talismans for summoning gods that the Shangqing sect was proud of!

For a practitioner who has been learning to draw talismans and is obsessed with them since childhood, this is a great honor and temptation.

The only pity is that the talisman he used was not drawn by him.

Shan Shitong had just formally become Shangqing's disciple and had not yet learned even a few advanced talismans, so how could he possibly know Shangqing's unique magic techniques?

It is not easy to draw the talisman to invite the gods. You need to do two things at the same time. You have to use the talisman to invite the gods, and at the same time you have to put pen to paper to draw the talisman so that the power of the gods will remain on the talisman and wait for use.

This requires the talisman drawer to be proficient in both summoning gods and talismans. In Shangqing, only Yang Ming, Yang Yu, and Duan Zhiting can do this.

After receiving the letter from Yin Jun, Yang Ming talked in detail with his two disciples Yang Yu and Duan Zhiting for a day, made a plan, and then went to bed early to rest up.

Drawing talismans is an extremely energy-consuming task. Even if Hu Xiuwu returned the Tongtian Talisman, it would not be so easy to draw a talisman to summon the gods.

The next day, Yang Ming and two other people worked together, using the Tongtian Talisman to draw a sufficient number of summoning talismans. Although drawing the summoning talismans was too difficult, the difficulty of using it was greatly reduced.

If you can’t build a car, you’re not even capable of getting a driver’s license.

I cannot draw the talisman for summoning gods, but I can still use it.

There were many disciples who were as excited as Shan Shitong. Not everyone had the opportunity to experience their own unique skills. Even in Longhu Mountain, there were not many disciples who could become high-level masters and be granted half of the Five Thunders Technique.

"I look up to the Great Saint Xuantian, the most spiritual god in the north. He is the incarnation of the True Venerable of the Golden Palace, and the Supreme General is called Zhenwu. He is majestic and glorious, and the stars are divided into Xuwei and Xiuqi. His eyes can subdue the demons with lightning, and his ten thousand riders are like clouds and dominate the nine lands. He wears a purple robe and a golden belt with a divine sword, and a giant tortoise and a snake hold the holy feet. The six Ding jade maidens follow him on both sides, and the eight killing generals are in front and behind. He can eliminate disasters and bring blessings, and I sincerely pay my respects to him. I beg you to come, and grant you the grace and support of heaven."

Under the leadership of Yang Yu, the Shangqing disciples took out a copy of the Zhenwu Demon-killing Emperor's Talisman, formed seals with their hands, stood in front of their foreheads, and chanted the Zhenwu Treasure Edict.

Chanting the precious edict and holding talismans in hand, Shan Shitong followed his teacher's instructions and sincerely invited the Great Emperor Zhenwu to come to the altar.

While chanting the incantation, the Tai Shang San Wu Du Gong talisman that he was granted when he first entered the sect resonated, and Shan Shitong felt the talisman in his hand getting hot.

Shan Shitong suddenly realized something.

No wonder the talisman for summoning gods is the unique skill of Shangqing. It turns out that the so-called certificate of becoming an immortal mentioned in the story is actually partly true, and the talisman can actually identify the user.

If you are not in the Shangqing General Chart and have not been granted the Immortal Scroll, no matter how powerful your talisman skills are, you will not be able to use the Summoning Scroll.

The gods have been locked up by humans, and only those who hold the key can use the power of the righteous gods in the Taoist pantheon.

Feeling that the aura of the talisman in his hand was dimming, Shan Shitong quickly collected his mind and continued to focus on the ritual of summoning the gods.

The talisman of the Great Emperor Zhenwu Dangmo was ignited by spiritual light, and the divine power hidden within it was activated, stirring up the power of faith floating in the world.

Wisps of green smoke rose from the burning talismans. Yang Yu, who was presiding over the ceremony, jumped into the Yu step and took out a jade seal from somewhere.

The jade seal is small, Yang Yu holds it in one hand, with a auspicious animal button and the inscription "Nine Elders Immortal Capital Lord Seal" on it.

One of the Eight Treasures of Maoshan, the Seal of the Nine Elders and Immortal Lord has the power to eat four ounces of cinnabar at night and cover a thousand yellow papers a day. The seal can act as the head of a talisman. With this seal, when drawing a talisman, one only needs to draw the talisman core and finally print the jade seal on it, and the talisman will be effective.

The Tongtian Lu, which can be regarded as a magic weapon version, has been kept warm by Maoshan with cinnabar. For thousands of years, it has almost never left the mountain. Even before the Jiazi War, the sect leader buried it deep in Maoshan and waited to retrieve it after the war.

Due to the special circumstances this time, Yang Yucai specially allowed to take the Nine Elders Immortal Capital Seal out of Maoshan and enshrine it in Banzhengfang, Jintan Huayang to guard the destiny.

With the jade seal as the hub, one can command the hundreds of god-summoning scrolls present.

The power of faith that can be mobilized by a summoning talisman is limited, and at most it can elevate a person to the level of a temporary worker who can go everywhere. However, if the power of all talismans is gathered, then some of the majesty of the Great Emperor Zhenwu can be restored.

The green smoke gathered into a dragon, long and vast, hovering between Yang Yu and the alien demon, and the light smoke condensed into black water.

The black water condensed, rising up as nimbly as a snake and descending as steadily as a turtle. Between the protection of the turtle and the snake, Zhenwu appeared.

He has loose hair and is barefoot. He wears a black robe, golden armor and a jade belt. He holds a sword and has angry eyes. He steps on a turtle and a snake, and there is a halo on his head.

The body is seven or eight meters tall. Even though it is not as powerful as the Acalanatha Dharmakaya that Hu Xiuwu created with the resentment of the Red Lotus Hell, it is also as powerful as an immortal god.

The gray rain suddenly became violent, and another Zhenwu Emperor appeared in the rain and fog.

The 'big sea urchin' discovered an enemy worthy of attention, and used the highly corrosive and penetrating ash rain to condense a Dharma image in the image of the enemy.

The enemy demon attacks with wind and rain.

Zhenwu raised his sword to meet the enemy, black water attached to it, like a spirit snake attacking with the sword, just like a tortoise shell protecting Zhenwu from the invading wind and rain.

As the two gods and demons fought, the earth deformed, the wind and rain howled, the hills were cut down, and the depressions were filled.

The Dharma image condensed by the alien demon is tangible but intangible. In terms of swordsmanship attainments, it is no match for Zhenwu at all and is constantly pierced by Zhenwu's sword. If it were not for the heartless energy body, it would have died under Zhenwu's sword long ago.

But even so, the demon is not having an easy time. Zhenwu is not only the northern water god, but also the god of destiny. The power of death from the Southern Dipper is attached to his sword.

Every time a sword strikes, a part of the Zhenwu statue condensed from gray water dies and escapes from the control of the alien demon.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the ground was sinking an inch. The demon had discovered Zhenwu's powerful strength, and began to use magic with all his strength. The gray water accumulated on the ground condensed into a swamp, trying to swallow Zhenwu.

After inviting the Dharma image of Emperor Zhenwu, this battle had nothing to do with the Shangqing disciples, as they had already withdrawn from the area covered by heavy rain.

The Xuanwu Dharma image appears under Zhenwu's feet, sorting out the yin and yang and regulating the clear and turbid.

The ash swamp evaporated into pure spiritual energy, and the spiritual mist lingered, making the Zhenwu Emperor even more sacred. Freed from the shackles of the ash swamp, Zhenwu man and sword became one, transforming into a ten-foot-long sword, piercing through the fake Zhenwu Dharma image and nailing the alien demon above the Eight Cold Hells.

The power of the Star-Infused Death and Demon-Exterminating Black Water attached to the sword flowed into the body of the alien demon along the sword tip, like a branding iron inserted into ice, causing a violent reaction.

The demon's wound continued to expand, turning into a hole, and the sword penetrated deeper and deeper.

In the end, the demon that was good at corroding everything was corroded and restored to pure spiritual energy.

The demons vanished, and jade coins fell from the sky.

Many crystal jade coins appeared out of thin air in the pockets of Yang Yu and the other disciples of Shangqing Sect.

Touching the jade coin, Yang Yu finally felt relieved:

"Huh~ It's finally done."

Chapter 502: Fighting the Demons in Biyou Village

"It's amazing that the Shangqing Sect can stand out from the hundreds of Taoist schools and become one of the Three Mountains Talismans. The magic of the sect is indeed unique."

Watching the Great Emperor Zhenwu exorcising demons from afar, even the unruly Ma Xianhong could not help but admit that the status of the Shangqing Sect in the world of extraordinary people was not boasted, but was shaped by its real foundation.

Zhuge Qing saw some tricks, and said to himself while stroking his chin, "So that's how it is. Using brute force to break the body of the alien demon is only the worst option. The method of sorting out the yin and yang is the best way to achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Ma Xianhong murmured to himself: "A method to sort out the yin and yang, the clear and the turbid?"

"We can't let the Shangqing Sect take all the credit!"

Shangqing's method of summoning gods indeed made Ma Xianhong amazed and admired, which inspired his fighting spirit. If he could not quickly defeat the alien demon, wouldn't his ancestor's divine machine be inferior to Shangqing's method of summoning gods?

Holding the Biyou Spirit Core, Ma Xianhong looked at Zhuge Qing with sharp eyes: "Brother Zhuge, please help me again!"

Ma Xianhong's scorching eyes not only failed to infect Zhuge Qing with his enthusiasm, but instead gave Zhuge Qing goose bumps all over his body, as if he had met those bigwigs who wanted to take advantage of him when he was in the entertainment industry.

Those people wanted Zhuge Qing's body, and Ma Xianhong wanted his soul.

"We're not that familiar with each other, how come it's like we're entrusting our orphans to each other in Baidi City!"

Zhuge Qing sighed. If he could find other partners, he would never want to cooperate with Ma Xianhong again. This guy was a hidden control freak who always liked to use "I think" instead of "I feel".

Zhuge Qing sighed, "Your new furnace has not been tested yet. Is it reliable?"

Ma Xianhong patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, my furnace has been tested."

Pointing to his head, Ma Xianhong said calmly: "I have already experimented on myself."

Zhuge Qing was surprised: "What about you..."

He had heard Ma Xianhong mention it, and also learned about Ma Xianhong's past from Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan.

Ma Xianhong has lost his past memories, and it is not even certain whether 'Ma Xianhong' is Ma Xianhong. His obsession with the self-cultivation furnace is more like Feng Baobao's, which is his reluctance to accept his past.

Who would want to be an orphan who popped out of a stone?

Since Ma Xianhong has already conducted experiments on himself, doesn't that mean that he has most likely recovered his memory?

'But now he said this so calmly in front of me.'

Zhuge Qing suddenly realized that he had underestimated Ma Xianhong's state of mind. His past memories might have overturned all of Ma Xianhong's cognition, and even his self-positioning might have become chaotic.

If he is not Ma Xianhong at all, then what is the meaning of his admiration for his grandfather and his hatred for the mysterious killer who once dealt with their family?

Ma Xianhong said calmly: "Not yet. I haven't completely recovered my memory. I still need the help of the Merit Jade Coin."

"So, Brother Zhuge, I must capture that alien demon!"

Zhuge Qing sighed: "Now that you've said that, what else can I think of?"

After all, Zhuge Qing is also a proud person. He came to participate in the battle against demons, but like Fu Rong and Liu Wukui, he could only shout "six six six" from the side. This is not his character.

"Okay! Then Brother Zhuge, follow me. I have built a new self-cultivation furnace and placed it on the bridge."