Slightly looking down at his left hand, the crack on it was the same as that of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint, and it couldn't heal for a long time, but fortunately, it temporarily curbed the deterioration.

Putting his hand in the sleeve cage and carrying it behind his back, the Taoist priest came to the purple kite in a flash.

"Let's go. ”

Purple Kite didn't ask a word, and Lianbu moved lightly to follow behind the Taoist priest.

Feng Zixuan hurriedly brought a few elders of the Feng family over, looking at the Taoist priest whose face was not very good-looking, and stopped talking.

"Senpai, this..."

"I know what you're asking, but I can't figure out the answer. One thing is for sure, though, and that is that everything you want to ask has to do with the underworld. ”

"The underworld?"

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other, but the Taoist priest's next sentence made them freeze in place, their eyes full of disbelief.

"By the way, the people in your family who went to the Taixu Palace are all dead, you may not know yet, right? The immortal gate is about to open, and the ghost gate is also about to open. ”

"Hell... Ghost Gate?!"

An elder of the Feng family screamed loudly, but as soon as he screamed, he forcibly lowered his voice, and seemed to be very taboo about the two words he read.

The same was true for several others, one of whom was an old man with frosty white hair muttering: "When the fairy door is opened, good fortune is coming, and when the ghost door is opened, misfortune comes." The two gates of immortals and ghosts descended to the human world at the same time, which is... This is the destruction of the world!"

Another middle-aged patriarch shook his head again and again: "Impossible! It doesn't make sense! How long has it been since the last dark turmoil, and there are at least nearly 100,000 years left before the next catastrophe, how could the ghost gate come now? Tianyi senior, forgive the juniors for being rude, the juniors want to ask the seniors where this news came from, and is the source reliable?"

"You also know the chaos of the Wolong Society, and the news came out of the mouth of the ghost cultivator who was caught. ”

Looking at the somewhat suspicious middle-aged man, the Taoist priest grinned: "I personally searched for the soul." ”

The middle-aged man immediately shut up.

The Taoist priest personally searched for the soul, then the source of this news is at least reliable, that is, this is true or false......

"The news has been told to you, believe it or not. As far as I know, every time the darkness is disturbed, your Feng family and the Gong family are the first to bear the brunt, and the ghost realm in the west and the ghost things descending from the underworld must cross the line of life and death guarded by the two of you to reach the territory of the human race. Fortunately, the ghost domain is also the target of the suppression of the underworld, so your pressure is not so great. But this time is different, the old ghosts of the ghost domain don't seem to want to continue to commit to submission, they have already contacted Dayan, and Dayan also promised to carve out a shelter for them, and the people of your Feng family have unknowingly been controlled by others and become their accomplices, and now there is an old ghost in the underworld who should have died in the ancestral tomb. I don't need to say that you should also know that your family has been targeted!"

The words of the Taoist priest hammered heavily in the hearts of everyone, and the hearts that had not been flustered for a long time were already turbulent at this time.

If they can calm down in the first few words, but the appearance of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint in the ancestral tomb of the Feng family is what they saw with their own eyes, and they can't calm down no matter what.

Even the core and safest place of the family has been quietly touched in, and the big ship of the Feng family seems to be stable, but in fact it has already reached the cusp of the storm and is on the verge of no return.

Taking a breath slightly, Feng Zixuan asked softly, "Senior, are you old and eyebrows?"

The Taoist priest shook his head: "No, I should tell you everything you have told you, and you can check the rest yourself." I still have something to do, let's go first, we'll have a meeting later. Purple Kite, let's go!"

With a wave of the sleeves of the robe, the Taoist priest and the purple kite disappeared in place, and Feng Zixuan had no time to stop him.

I just wanted to sigh helplessly, but I heard a bang in the sky, and when I looked up, I saw that a big hole had been opened on the outer ban of the ancestral tomb, and the figure of the Taoist priest disappeared in a flash, and the kung fu of a few breaths of the big hole was healed again, and after a little sense, it was as good as ever.

"This..."

Everyone looked at each other, and Feng Zixuan smiled helplessly.

The Great Forbidden Array of the Ancestral Tomb was really broken by others.

Leaving the ancestral tomb of the Feng family with the purple kite, the Taoist priest kicked through the void and drilled in.

It wasn't until he had been circling in the void for a long time that he finally stopped, and the light color of the wind and clouds disappeared in an instant, and there was only pain on his face covered with cold sweat.

"Senpai!"

I had long felt that the Taoist priest was not right, and the purple kite hurriedly stepped forward to help, but was stopped by the Taoist priest waving his hand.

"It's okay, a minor injury, just take a rest. ”

That's what I said, but where can the purple kite believe it?

The crack in the hand that stopped her stretched all the way to the depths of the sleeve, and reappeared in the unclothed neck. This is only the visible part, and no one knows how many such injuries there are in the invisible part. This kind of injury is said to be a minor injury, and the ghost doesn't believe it!

He took out a bell and threw it at the purple kite, and the bell came out of it and covered it firmly when it flew above the purple kite's head.

"You don't move in there, I'll take care of the injuries, and then we'll go again. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the bell reverted to its original size and flew to his side, and the jingling bell kept ringing.

Placing heavy bans around him, and playing several Dao talisman magic weapons lurking around, the Taoist priest put his mind at ease, and the clothes on his body exploded into pieces with a thought.

Without the cover of clothes, the terrifying scene of the flesh was suddenly exposed.

I saw large or small cracks densely covering most of the body, especially the lower abdomen and chest, and there was a faint blood burst out from the depths of the cracks.

Each wound was squirming slightly, as if it wanted to heal, but there was always an unknown force that hindered them, causing the wounds that had just healed to disintegrate and disintegrate again, so that when the Taoist priest broke open his clothes, a cloud of dust was raised, which was the accumulation of dead skin and rotten flesh that had turned into powder.

"It's a bit of a big game!"

The Taoist priest shook his head and slowly settled down in the severe pain of drilling into the brain and marrow.

The injuries on his body are not as painful as his brain, and forcibly urging the highest realm of the "Infinite Qiankun Dao" with an incomplete divine soul has long been beyond the scope of what he can bear, if it weren't for the fact that this exercise was created by him, if it weren't for the deep foundation of his Dao Yuan body protection, he would have been wiped out like the Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint.

The four realms of "Wuji Qiankun Dao", borrowing the law, the imperial law, I am both Qiankun and Qiankun I are determined, the first three are all within the radius, and the cultivation to the realm is only level with heaven and earth. Only the last realm is different, it is a kind of detachment, beyond the scope of the five elements of heaven and earth, in the two realms of yin and yang, the way of the heavens is no longer just used but can be redefined, in other words, he is no longer the user of the rules, but the formulator of the rules.

That kind of realm is the Sanqing Victory Realm in the Holy Realm in the words of the Outer True Realm, although it only touches the edge slightly, it is enough to be terrifying.

And this is also the reason why the Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint can't imitate it.

What the Taoist priest said was right, Qianmian couldn't learn it at all, because it was beyond his comprehension. The imitation of a thousand faces seems to be endless and has no boundaries, but in fact, his Taoism is his boundary. For things that are slightly beyond the scope of his understanding, Thousand Faces can also slowly comprehend according to the target's memory, but for things that are far beyond his ability, Thousand Faces will inevitably suffer extremely serious backlash if he touches them.

Just like this time, there is only one level difference between the fourth and third parts of "Wuji Qiankun Dao", but the things involved in it are thousands of miles apart, and they can't be said to be the same at all. There is a qualitative difference between the two levels, which is not at all something that other forces can make up for, and it requires not only penance to use it, but also a very high level of understanding, as well as a chance in the dark.

Qianmian didn't, he only had a wisp of the remnant soul of the Taoist, and the Taoist priest didn't have any memory. So when he greedily stole this method, he was instantly swallowed up by the violent backlash. It was not only his own backlash, but also the backlash of the Dao Rules, and if he didn't know his reason, how could the Heavenly Dao allow people to be so humiliated?

So he didn't even come out of the heavenly punishment, and the Dao gave up the thousand-faced ghost saint by himself, and the thousand-faced ghost saint suddenly became a thing that heaven and earth did not tolerate, his death was inevitable, and no one could save him.

Qianmian died, but the Taoist priest who started it was also uncomfortable. It is true that the exercises were created by him, but his crippled soul was not enough to support him to that realm.

Cultivation is never achieved overnight, and this is especially true of the method for others to practice.

Although the Taoist priest relied on his own intelligence and luck to create the "Wuji Qiankun Dao" by combining the scriptures of the "Taoist Classics", he himself also knew that his unique art was far from perfect, and at most it was a small success.

Don't look at the fourth realm, you can touch the Sanqing Victory Realm, which ordinary people don't even dare to think about, but the Taoist priest knows very well how difficult it is to maintain that realm, and if you are not careful, you will be seriously counterattacked. Therefore, he has always only used it as a means to press the bottom of the box, he knows very well that he is not a Sanqing Immortal at all, he has just touched the threshold of the Holy Realm.

Even in his heyday, he had to use the method carefully, and now he forcibly urges it is tantamount to seeking death. If it weren't for the Thousand-Faced Ghost Sage's methods that were so disgusting and drove him to a dead end, he would never have used this method.

Fortunately, he just forced his spirit to that realm, and he didn't use any spells in any state, nor did he change any rules, only the unknown Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint was stupid, and he played himself to death.

But the Taoist priest's current state is also very bad, the terrifying injuries of the physical body are only the tip of the iceberg, and the most troublesome thing is the injury of the soul.

His divine soul was originally crippled, but at this time, it was eaten by the Great Dao, and the divine soul began to extend from the mutilated place to the Dao crack, bulging and swelling as if it was about to collapse. Just now, I was afraid that if I ran away directly, I would show my cowardice in front of the Feng family and cause unnecessary trouble, so the Taoist priest fought hard and talked nonsense with them again, only delaying this moment of effort, and his injury worsened by several points.

After closing his eyes and breathing for a long time, the Taoist priest's heart moved, and a wisp of remnant soul appeared in front of him, fluttering a few times and then slipped into the depths of his sea of consciousness.

Although it was only a small wisp of remnant soul, the Taoist priest who had received this trace of remnant soul nourishment still felt that his mind was clear, and the feeling of pain was slightly relieved, and his lips opened slightly and he exhaled lightly.

"The underworld..."

muttered to himself, and the glimpse of the frightening hung appeared in his mind again, and the picture immediately dimmed, and the Taoist priest's mind completely calmed down.

In another void thousands of miles away from him, an old man wearing a big hat stopped, and a woman in red behind him hurriedly followed.

"Senpai, what's wrong?"

The old man ignored her, and stared at the depths of the void for a long time before slowly retracting his gaze.

"Ugh..."

With a soft sigh, the old man shook his head and continued to walk forward.

The woman in red didn't know why, but she didn't dare to ask, and when she saw the old man leaving, she hurriedly stepped forward and followed cautiously behind her.