"Huh?" Fang Xuan was a little surprised, and when he looked at it, he immediately understood what the golden seal in the hand of the Yellow Immortal Dao Master was.

This golden seal was left behind when the immortal official blessed it, and I don't know how it ended up in the hands of the Yellow Immortal Daoist.

It is rumored that on the day of the Shangyuan Festival, the immortal official will go down to the earth to bless, and the immortal official wears a wishful wing prime minister's hat, five locks of long hair, wears an embroidered dragon red robe, ties a jade belt, and embraces Ruyi.

Mortals who worship the immortal official will have the opportunity to get a golden seal left by the immortal official.

On this gold seal, there are engraved the words "Fu Lu Shou", and those who get this seal will enjoy all the glory and wealth in their lives, and live a long and blessed life.

However, there are many people who worship the immortal officials, but every year, the immortal officials only pick one family and leave a golden seal.

The golden seal left by the immortal official is naturally contaminated with the aura of the immortal god, and it contains countless spiritual powers.

This monster estimated that he didn't know where to steal this golden seal, and with the help of the power of this golden seal, he gained enlightenment, and only then did he succeed in cultivation.

For a long time, the golden seal blessed by this immortal official has been regarded as a treasure by this yellow skin, hidden under the statue of the Yellow Immortal Temple.

Isn't it easy to cultivate animals?

Without the guidance of the immortals, it is difficult to know the method of cultivation.

However, since ancient times, some small animals, because of coincidence, have obtained natural treasures, or some personal objects left by people who have attained the Tao, so they perceive the mysteries contained in them and understand the cultivation method.

As the saying goes, if a person attains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven. That's what I'm talking about.

It is said that there was once a high Taoist who practiced in the temple every day, and one day when he went out, he met a wounded wild dog in the mountains, and he took him in with compassion.

After the high path cultivated to the positive fruit, after the ascension of the Tao, this wild dog because of the long years in the high road cultivation, accompanied by the high road, and thus comprehended the method of cultivation, since the high way became an immortal, this wild dog also realized the supernatural powers, embarked on the road of cultivation.

Everything in the world, there is a cause and there must be an effect, and the matter of cultivation is more about chance.

Daoist Huangxian's face showed a look of pride, and he shouted: "Little Daoist, today, I will let you see, my magic weapon is powerful!" ”

The voice fell, and he immediately threw the golden seal in his hand.

The golden seal flew up, and in an instant, the colorful aura lingered, shining brightly, and everyone present was almost stunned, one by one.

A divine power vibrated out from the golden seal, and with a burst of might, it went straight towards Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan sneered and said, "Demon, with the power of the Golden Seal, you still want to turn the tables around?" I'm going to beat you to the ground today......"

With that, the figure jumped up, and the short sword in his hand came out of his hand.

Bite!

The short sword turned into a ray of light, and shot out in an instant, resisting the power of the golden seal.

The golden seal and the short sword were stalemate in mid-air, and for a moment, the brilliance was brilliant and incomparably gorgeous.

The pilgrims present have already looked stupid, how have they ever seen such momentum?

This kind of fighting method, ordinary people have always only heard of it, and it is difficult to see it, but when I see it today, I am naturally paralyzed by fright.

"The sky is full of thunder, and thunderbolts are all over the void. 300,000 swordsmen, the town of Qi. Expose the stone and fly to make a noise, and break the crowd with electricity. The iron-faced monster captures the monster, and the wolf's teeth gnaw on the plague. Vigorously destroy the mountains, and the sky will be mighty and the black wind. The black sky thunder is shocking, and there is no trace of ten thousand ghosts, and the order is spread to the sky, and the flames are scattered in the purple cave. If there is no subdued, the law will not tolerate it. Up to the burly feet, down to the nine springs. The sky is full of thunder and fire, and it is a clean wind. Haste as a law. ”

Fang Xuan chanted a mantra in a loud voice, and the sound was like thunder, resounding over the entire mountain.

For a while, everyone present only felt that their ears were roaring constantly, and their brains were confused.

The Yellow Immortal Dao Chief, hearing the sound of this mantra, the whole person's face changed greatly, and his body wanted to move, but he found that he was frozen by an invisible force, and he couldn't move.

In an instant, Fang Xuan had already killed, pinched the Demon Slayer Handprint in his hand, and a slap came to his face.

"The Immortal Spends His Life......"

Huang Immortal Dao Chang's face showed a look of horror, and in his eyes, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his legs trembled in fright, where was there still the momentum of the immortal wind Dao bone just now.

Above the sky, there was a thunderclap, and the original clear sky seemed to have a thunderbolt of lightning falling, accompanied by Fang Xuan's demon-slaying handprint.

In an instant, the power of Huanghuang shook down, heavy as a mountain, and the heavy majesty made people almost suffocated.

Everyone looked at it with horror.

Huang Xian Dao Chang let out a miserable scream, and was hit on the Heavenly Spirit Cover by the Demon Slayer Handprint, and his body immediately went limp, and he fell at Fang Xuan's feet, constantly convulsing.

I saw that Huang Xiandao's face suddenly turned sallow, as if he was withered, and his body curled up into a ball.

After struggling for a moment, Huang Xian Dao Chang's expression froze, and his whole eyes rolled and he died completely.

"Dao Chief...... Wong Sin Dao ......"

"The Taoist is dead...... The Taoist chief is dead......"

When the pilgrims saw this, they were terrified and cried out again and again, tearing their hearts out.

Many people who have asked for the head of the Huangxian Dao are even more instantaneous, their faces are like ashes, and their expressions are difficult to see.

For these pilgrims, the Yellow Immortal Daoist is the true god they believe in, and now when the true god dies, it is like the faith in their hearts will collapse.

Fang Xuan looked at the corpse of the Yellow Immortal Dao Leader, sneered, turned around and left.

Now that the Yellow Immortal Dao Leader has died, it is the turn of the White Immortal Dao Leader at the other end of the mountain.

After Fang Xuan left, the sky was getting dark, and on the top of the mountain, there was only a little afterglow left.

The pilgrims all looked stunned, as if they had not yet recovered from the heavy blow of the death of the Yellow Immortal Dao Chief.

In a trance, a fresh breeze blew and blew on the corpse of the Yellow Immortal Dao Leader.

The pilgrims present only felt confused in front of them, and when they reacted, they saw the corpse of the Yellow Immortal Dao Chief, turned into a weasel.

In the open space in front of the Huangxian Temple, where is there any Huangxian Daoist?

This......

What's going on?

The pilgrims' hearts trembled, and their faces changed dramatically, and their expressions were shocked.

When I looked at it again, I only saw the Yellow Immortal Temple, and it disappeared in an instant with a "whoosh".

Where the Taoist temple was just now, a small bulging tomb was conjured.

In front of the tomb, there is a plaque with the words "Huangxian Guan" written on it.

The pilgrims panicked one by one, only to feel that their scalps were numb, and the breeze was blowing, and everyone only felt a chill on their bodies, and they were all stunned.

"That'...... What did the little Taoist priest say...... It's really......"

"This Huangxian Dao is long...... Is it really a youkai? ”

In the crowd, the simple villager whose wife was paralyzed by a stroke looked stunned and muttered, completely unable to believe what he saw in front of him.

By the time everyone suddenly came to their senses, and wanted to find Fang Xuan, Fang Xuan's figure had already disappeared on the mountain.

The sun sets, and the night gradually falls on the entire Qinyun Mountain......