"Alas, how can the thousand-year-old Chenghuang cultivation be no match for the Heavenly Will Sect Master's four-hundred-year cultivation?"

Speaking of the old city god, the quiet little Taoist sighed again.

This breath is a little deep.

Because the god he invited was Qin Wuyi, the capital city.

With the loss of contact with the Netherworld, the Dao of the Human World has persisted for a thousand years, but from the former thousands of disciples to the later hundred and ten disciples, and then to the previous generation with only seven disciples.

The human world learned from the pain, and finally lowered the upper limit, and put the goal of inviting the gods on the body of the city god.

But the Yin God does not possess the body, which is the law set by the King of the Netherworld, and among the city gods in the world, only the capital city god Qin Wuyi is not in this category.

He was the first to try it.

The bet is that this thousand-year-old city god has the possibility of becoming a new king of the netherworld.

Who knows, before waiting for the good news, I waited for the bad news that the old city god was suppressed.

"How can it be counted like that?"

Old Man Mercy shook his head.

The cultivation in this world is not strong after living for a long time, and the demons and ghosts live far longer than people, but except for a few geniuses, a thousand years of cultivation is not worth a hundred years of human genius cultivation.

Even if they are the same human beings, some people are still staying in the cultivation of qi for decades, and some people have already achieved their destiny for ten years, how big is the gap?

If it was just a competition for longevity, then mankind would have perished in the long river of time.

The two masters and apprentices were speechless for a while, and after a moment of silence, they walked towards the location of the City God Temple.

Qingdu is quite prosperous, but the closer you get to the City God Temple, the more sparsely populated it is, and there are few pedestrians on the streets where the City God Temple can be seen in the distance.

Faintly, you can see a long seal on the street where the City God Temple is located, and there are many court officials wearing soaphorn clothes patrolling back and forth.

In such a battle, where do the idle people dare to approach?

And in the place where ordinary people are invisible, there is still an invisible mana barrier, which separates the channel of internal and external incense exchange.

This place has been completely cut off from the town.

"What a ruthless tactic."

The little Taoist priest couldn't help but clench his fists and gritted his teeth.

It's just empathetic.

"With such a method, it is impossible for idlers to contact the old city god without alarming others."

As he spoke, the old Taoist was vigilant, pulled the quiet little Taoist boy, turned around and left.

The figure took up a few times, and it had disappeared into the long street.

Call~

In the next moment, a figure landed where the two of them had stopped.

It was a middle-aged Taoist.

His face was indifferent, he looked around, closed his eyes and sensed one or two, before frowning and saying to himself:

"I clearly perceive that someone is peeping here......."

Call~

Another young Taoist appeared:

"Senior Brother Qin, have you found anything?"

"Gone."

The middle-aged Taoist frowned a little:

"In recent days, people who have entered Beijing have been mixed, and it is inevitable that some people will have an old relationship with Yin Si Chenghuang, but next, we must be careful. The Wanfa Conference is imminent, and it is absolutely impossible to let this old ghost come out to make trouble. ”

"That's what Senior Brother Qin said."

The young Taoist nodded, and was a little puzzled: "Since the sect leader can suppress this old ghost, why not completely cut the grass and eradicate the roots, smash his temple, destroy his statue, and completely cut off future troubles?" ”

"The sect leader's meaning is not something we can figure out."

The middle-aged Taoist took a deep look at his companion and said in a low voice:

"It is said that this Daqing Liguo also has something to do with this old ghost, maybe it's because I'm afraid of killing him and causing unnecessary backlash, or maybe it's ......."

"Really?"

The young Taoist was stunned for a moment, and when he heard the sound of breaking the air behind him, he closed his mouth and said nothing.

"Good ...... Risk"

A few streets later, in a hidden corner, the old man breathed a sigh of relief: "Two natal monks guard the door, this Heavenly Providence Sect is already so strong?" ”

The natal monk is not a cabbage, and the heads of some small sects are just this level.

Here, it is just guarding the periphery, which shows how powerful the Providence Sect is.

You must know that at this time, the Ten Thousand Laws Conference is about to be held, and the vast majority of Heavenly Providence Daoists have been arranged.

"Meditation, you can try one or two, can you invite the capital city god to come here?"

The Compassion Taoist withdrew his eyes, and without looking back, he instructed his disciples.

The way they practiced to descend from the gods to the world was a secret secret method passed down by the king of the Netherworld, and they could communicate with the gods they invited no matter where they were, and the mana barrier could block the incense, but it could not prevent them from inviting the gods.

The eyes of the little Taoist priest of meditation widened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't speak.

Because a palm landed on his shoulder.

"Huh?!"

The Poor Daoist sensed that something was wrong, and when he turned around, his pupils suddenly shrank:

"Providence?!"

Behind the little Taoist priest of meditation, there stood a Taoist dressed in red with a strange face.

That Dao man was slender and had a strange aura, but his face was clearly a true person of heaven's will!

"Yes and no. I prefer to be called a heavenly evil by heaven than by providence! ”

The red-clothed Taoist had a strange face, and glanced at the poor Taoist coldly:

"At the end of the ancient times, the Netherworld Mansion King was born, suppressed the emperor and the ten heavens, swept away the demonic atmosphere in the world, and removed all the yin qi in the world at the cost of his own life and turned into the netherworld, and established the Yin Si City God system.

After that, he no longer set foot in the human world, but left a Taoist system in the human world, called the human Dao, a divine descending human Dao, which once made countless monks frightened......"

The eyes of the Heavenly Providence Daoist or the Heavenly Evil Daoist turned faintly, with a hint of disdain and mockery:

"When I see it now, I'm disappointed."

Anything that is connected to the Netherworld Lord is bound to be a high-profile existence, let alone the Dao system he once left behind.

Although the way of the world is low-key, it cannot escape the eyes of those who have a heart.

He naturally knew the name of this Compassion Daoist, but unfortunately, even though he had cultivated to the point where he could incarnate Kuixing, it was not worth mentioning now that Kuixing had disappeared.

"Heavenly evil? The rumors in the cultivation world are true, and you really have more than one incarnation. ”

The heart of the Compassion Daoist sank, took a deep breath, and said slowly:

"But I didn't expect your erosion of the humane dragon qi to reach such a point, I'm afraid that the entire Qingdu City will not be able to hide your affairs......."

Although the humane dragon qi did not cause substantial damage, it was extremely terrifying for the alien aura, especially the suppression of the divine consciousness.

Qingdu City is the place where people in the world yearn for, even if it is a primordial god, it can't penetrate everything.

How can this providential real person do this??

"Except for Qin Wuyi's old ghost, no one can control Qingdu City more deeply than the real people. The moment you entered Qingdu City, it had already landed in the palm of my hand. ”

The Heavenly Evil Daoist looked calm, with a strong banter:

"The Ten Thousand Laws Conference is about to be held, and it would be great to be able to witness the descendants of the King of the Netherworld."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, his cuffs opened widely, and he exhaled the flow of air, enveloping the merciful Taoist in one fell swoop.

The latter's palms trembled, and he almost wanted to cast the Great Law of Inviting God, but he still stopped abruptly and let the big sleeve go down.

With his practice on the way of God descending to the earth, if the Netherworld is still there at this time, Kui Xing is still there, he can ask the gods, but with the power of Kui Xing, even if the real person of Heaven's will is here, he will flee in embarrassment, let alone an incarnation.

But there are no ifs, and no buts.

"Master......"

The little Taoist priest turned pale, and he could only watch.

"Poor little fellow, join such a sect with no future, pitiful, pitiful."

The Heavenly Evil Daoist smiled lightly, pinched the shoulder of the little Taoist priest of meditation, and disappeared in place.

Just as it came without a trace, it disappeared when it went.

.......

The main altar of the Providence Sect, in the magnificent and solemn hall.

One by one, the figures of coldness, detachment, peace, evil, coldness, or compassion sat down.

"Huh?"

At a certain moment, the hearts of several people present moved, looking into the middle of the hall.

'Poof! ’

There was a muffled sound, and a figure in the void slammed to the ground, and the shaking hall emitted a buzzing sound.

"It's ......"

The innate Taoist pinched the wine glass, and there was a ripple in the wine inside.

On the main seat, Xiao Feng's heart moved slightly, as if he heard something, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

"Fellow Daoists, this must be known to all of you, and those you don't know should have heard of it."

Xiao Feng's gaze swept across the hall, fixed on the body of the merciful Taoist, and smiled faintly:

"This Taoist friend's name is Liansheng, and he is the descendant of the Dao system passed down by the Netherworld Mansion Monarch in the Yang Dynasty......."

"Pity the Daoist?"

"Pity the Taoist?!"

In the hall, many Taoists were shocked.

Although the reputation of the Dao of the world is not obvious among the people, and the idlers do not know their existence at all, all the people present are the heads of the sects, and the elders naturally will not fail to recognize him.

It's just that at this time, it looks quite embarrassed and seems to have suffered a big loss.

Although the Dao of the human world is weak because of the loss of contact with the Netherworld, this Poor Daoist has also had a record of drawing and crossing the real people, and at this time, he is so embarrassed, could it be that his strength has fallen again?

Speaking of which, this Compassion Daoist is also extremely old, longer than many Yuan Shen real people who have cultivated.

It's just that some people become more unfathomable the more they practice, but there are also people who live more and more and go back.

This merciful Taoist is undoubtedly the latter.

The strength is getting worse and worse, and after the Netherworld just lost contact with the yang world, there is a record of drawing with a real person, but later, it is said that he was injured by a sword cultivator.

At this time, it seems that it is weaker again.

"Ahem!"

The Compassion Taoist coughed a few times, the flush on his face dissipated, and he slowly got up and looked around.

On the main seat of the hall is Xiao Feng, the deputy sect leader of the Providence Sect, and on the left and right are the two major guests of the Providence Sect, Yi Gong and Jiuyan, the two major tribulation real people.

In the hall, the left and right columns extend down, and in front of the head are the innate Taoists, Tianhu Zhenren, Yige Pavilion Master, Zilei Zhenren, Zihuang Daoren, Guyue Zen Master, Dragon Tooth Dharma King, White Ginseng Old Man and other real people.

After many tribulation real people, there are still dozens of real people who have refined their supernatural powers.

There are famous masters in the Daqing cultivation world, and the gathering here is already close to one-tenth!

Some of them he knew and had seen, some had only heard of them, and some were complete strangers.

But whether they knew it or not, at this time, everyone looked at him with a faint mockery in their eyes, and an undisguised look down.

As if looking at one,

Loser!