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The three immortal powerhouses disappeared from the void, they didn't want to fight to the death with the old monk who had already died at this time, but was just obsessed with resurrection, so it was too unworthy to be pulled down by the enemy for half their lives.

The old monk did not go to hunt down the three immortal pattern powerhouses in a domineering manner, he looked at Long Jiaoyang and pondered, "You are right or evil, the old monk can't see it and can't see through it, I don't know if it's right or wrong to give this thing to you, what will happen in the end?" But the old monk didn't have a choice. The life master can't be trusted, and this woman with a clear heart is too simple and too dependent on you, and there is no difference between handing things to her and handing them over to you. ”

Long Jiaoyang said very calmly, "Senior, how is the treasure of Buddhism, I will choose to return it to the disciples of Buddhism, if it is something else, I can't guarantee it." ”

"That's it, that's it, at least you're against the descendants of the immortals and demons, and it's much better to hand things over to you than to fall into the hands of the descendants of the immortals and demons. The old monk sighed, his hand reached into the depths of the earth, and he took out a stele, which was not big or small, about one person high.

What made Long Jiaoyang, the old blind man, and Chu Ling'er stunned was that the pattern on this stele was exactly the same as the Zhenxian stele in the hands of Daode Tianjun, and it seemed to be more real, and the patterns on it were vivid and more immortal.

Daode Tianjun lost his voice and said, "How is it possible? The other half of the Zhenxian Monument is also in your hands? Doesn't it mean that the other half of the Zhenxian Monument is in the Immortal Demon Realm?"

The words of the Daode Heavenly Monarch surprised the three of Long Jiaoyang, the Zhenxian Monument they had seen before was not complete, but half of it.

"That's not right, the pattern engraved on the two halves of the Zhenxian Monument should be different, right?" Daode Tianjun frowned suspiciously, but he couldn't understand what was wrong with it.

The old monk wants to remind you that this town immortal monument is not trivial, and there will be countless people who want to get it in the future, and the old monk has observed, it will burst out of a force on its own in ten years, this power cannot be stopped, at that time, all the descendants of the immortals and demons will know that you have the town immortal monument in your hand, and will come to kill you at any cost. The old monk said with a stern face, Long Jiaoyang shrugged his shoulders and said, "I have already been opposed to them, and sooner or later there will be a battle of life and death." ”

"Okay, so courageous!" the old monk praised and said with great regret, "Why, didn't you worship under the Stone Buddha Sect and become a disciple of Tantric Buddhism?"

Chu Ling'er opened her mouth and said, "I am Jiaoyang's wife, and I won't let him become a monk." ”

The old monk didn't say much, let Long Jiaoyang approach, handed over the Zhenxian Monument to Long Jiaoyang, and told Long Jiaoyang to integrate blood into it in order to let it go with his body.

Long Jiaoyang dripped some blood on the Zhenxian Monument according to his words, Long Jiaoyang's blood now contains a trace of immortal blood, his blood dripped on the Zhenxian Monument, and a terrifying scene appeared in Long Jiaoyang's mind, he saw countless immortals and demons being killed and cast into a tower of white bones!

And this tower of bones is very evil devouring the soul of the immortal demon, and then collides with a tablet, and then all the scenes disappear.

"Is this scene the scene of the final battle of the Zhenxian Monument?It was interrupted by a tower of bones?" Long Jiaoyang whispered in his heart.

"Old monk, apart from the Zhenxian Monument, is there anything else here?" asked Daode Tianjun without giving up.

"The Zhenxian Monument has been here for a long time, and some stones and plants have been bred, if you like it, take it away. The old monk's hand once again poked into the ground and took out more than a dozen five-colored stones and dozens of medicinal king-level spiritual flowers and plants.

"Five-Colored Divine Stone...... Chiba fruit ...... Mandala Flower ...... It's all mine, my ......" Daode Tianjun frantically pounced on what the old monk took out this time, this is what he wants.

The old blind man started faster than the Daode Heavenly Monarch this time, he used the thaumaturgy of the master to hook the earth, divided most of the five-colored divine stones, and collected all the medicine king-level herbs.

The fat body of the Moral Heavenly Monarch was only a few five-colored divine stones under him.

"That's the end of it, to send you away. The old monk was a monk with both hands, and the whole person flashed with golden light, emitting the light of endless immortals and Buddhas.

"Old-timer, I can't leave yet, I still have unfinished business. Long Jiaoyang hurriedly stopped, "I'm leaving, hurry up and send me away." Daode Tianjun pressed on the ground, his whole body hadn't gotten up yet, he didn't know that the medicine king-level elixir and most of the five-color divine stones were taken away by the old blind man, and now he just wanted to stay away from everyone to avoid the killing of the immortal pattern powerhouse of the descendants of the immortals and demons, and he also enjoyed these rare five-color divine stones and medicine king-level spiritual flowers and herbs by himself.

"As you wish. The old monk nodded, his body spun, and opened up a path of immortal Buddhas, sending the Daode Heavenly Monarch on this path.

Daode Tianjun was in mid-air, and found that there were only a few five-colored divine stones beside him, and at the same time, he saw most of the five-colored divine stones and medicine king-level spiritual flowers and herbs around the old blind man, and his whole face was hideous with anger, "You don't keep your promises, deceive Dao Ye's pure heart, hurry up and throw Dao Ye's five-color divine stones and medicine king-level spiritual power." ”

Long Jiaoyang and Chu Ling'er followed the gaze of the Daode Tianjun, only to find that the old blind man had quietly pitted the Daode Tianjun.

"Ginger is still old and spicy. Long Jiaoyang admired and said, "The fat Daoist still helped us, is this okay?Did you give him a medicine king-level spirit flower?" Chu Ling'er said kindly, "Since Ling'er Daoyou said so, give him two spirit grasses." The old blind man said, throwing the two herbs towards the path of the Immortal Buddha.

Daode Tianjun grabbed the spirit grass and continued to pursue, "No, you promised to follow me half, this is too little." Hurry up and keep throwing. ”

"No more. The old blind man took it all away.

"Old blind man, you dare to be greedy for Daoye's things, Daoye is not finished with you. The Moral Heavenly Monarch was extremely angry and pointed at the old blind man, but he couldn't get down now, and there was no way to take the old blind man.

The immortal energy in the old monk's body is draining rapidly, and his obsession is about to disappear.

"Amitabha, abandon the sword and become a Buddha. The old monk let go of the demon pestle, and the whole person was gentle, and then his body collapsed and dissolved, and disappeared first.

And the path of immortal Buddha opened up by the old monk was also officially launched, wrapping the moral heavenly monarch and sending him to an unknown place.

"Something is wrong...... The Zhenxian Monument in my hand is a fake, a copy of the stone...... Old monk, you can't do this, do you want the Taoist to carry the black pot to death, give a real Taoist at least a fight, you actually use fake things to pit me......" The voice of the moral heavenly monarch scolding came from the road of the immortal Buddha.

Before Daode Tianjun was teleported away, he cried bitterly and begged for help, "Long Jiaoyang Daoyou, you must disclose that you have obtained the news of the real Zhenxian Monument, you have to save me, otherwise I will die...... The dead bald donkey is hateful, and the Taoist master is dead!"

"Jiaoyang, this piece in your hand won't be fake, right?" Chu Ling'er was worried about Dao Long, Jiaoyang looked at the immortal monument that emanated from the immortal qi and shook his head.

The old blind man grinned and said, "This old monk is very shrewd, he knows that the Ice and Snow Holy Mountain cannot resist the blow of the immortal pattern powerhouse, so he deliberately made a fake tablet for the Daode Heavenly Monarch, and made the illusion that the Daode Heavenly Monarch got the Zhenxian Tablet, so that no one knows that the real Zhenxian Tablet is in the hands of Long Jiaoyang Daoyou, it is really a clever means." ”