Immortality is something that no one can do.

Zhang Bairen doesn't think that he can live forever, and the most powerful character in his cultivation is just to train into a yang god and ensure that his soul can be reincarnated. As for saying that the physical body is immortal, don't be kidding, no one can break the cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death.

The ancient gods will also grow old and die, as strong as Qin Shi Huang also disappeared, and the Great Qin Dynasty died overnight?

Zhang Bairen sat at the bow of the boat, holding a gourd in his hand, pecking at the wine unhurriedly, a pair of eyes swept over Luoshui, and the scenery on both sides of the strait was intoxicating.

As the sun sets, the jade rabbit rises in the east, and the stars are swirling.

A cold wind blew, and Zhang Bairen's brows furrowed: "Yin wind?"

"Zhang Bairen!" In the distant mountains, a shout continued to echo, stirring up layers of echoes.

"Where are the rats, come out and see you quickly!" Zhang Bairen stood up from the bow of the boat, and his eyes swept towards the dense forest in the distance, and it was pitch black that he couldn't see anything at all.

"If you dare to go against the Guanlongmen valve, today is your death date! Calling you ten thousand ghosts devouring gods and dying is not an insult to you!" The candles in the dense forest are faint, the altar is placed, and the two candles seem to be extinguished at any time in the yin wind, but they can't be extinguished.

Zhang Bairen stroked his chin, and the corners of his mouth curled: "Fame and fortune are moving, and I am a person who wants to kill me in exchange for benefits, I didn't expect that I would be burdened by fame and fortune one day, and such a bloody thing would happen to me." ”

In the middle of the woods

The Taoist stepped on the gangdou, and a peachwood sword in his hand seemed to be flashing with golden light, picked up a rune paper in front of him, slashed the candle in the air, and then exploded suddenly.

"Pardon!" said a mantra in the Taoist's mouth, and the peachwood sword pointed at a black jar in front of him.

The jar was plugged, and a yellow talisman was suppressed on it, and at this time, a handful of mung beans were spilled in the hands of the Taoist, and then the stopper on the jar was picked open by the long sword, only to hear an overwhelming roar, and the mung beans on the ground automatically jumped and ejected in the air, absorbing the power of moonlight.

"Buzz!"

As the Dao chanted the mantra in his mouth, he saw that the force field around the mung bean was distorted, and he instantly turned into a big man surrounded by black gas.

or with broken arms and legs, or without heads, some on tall horses, some with scimitars in their hands.

The only thing that is the same is that the eyes of these ghosts are glowing green, which is terrifying.

"Kill!" A pardon order, countless ghosts quietly killed Zhang Bairen.

"Battle Spirit!" Zhang Bairen stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the ghosts that rushed to kill, with a look of shock in his eyes.

The war soul is different from ordinary ghosts, before the war soul dies, a mouthful of killing machine is mixed with the evil qi of the battlefield, which will turn into a strange power, firmly protecting the war spirit, so that the war soul can be immune to most of the Dao methods in the world. Even if you can't be immune, it will greatly weaken the influence of the Dao Method.

Looking at the overwhelming battle spirits, Zhang Bairen smiled coldly: "Looting so many battle souls, you must have come prepared!" Zhang Bairen sneered, the golden light flashed all over his body, and the power of Zhengyang seemed to weave layers of gorgeous coats outside his body.

"Ahh

A long knife in the hand of a war spirit slashed towards Zhang Bairen's head, but before he got close, it actually began to melt like a candle, and the four swords of the Zhuxian behind him shook, and the war spirit was absorbed.

Zhang Bairen's sword intent was tightly guarded in his body, for fear that he would accidentally break through the portal of his body and break in.

Now Zhang Bairen's sword intent is not blown, as he continues to cut the sword intent into the four swords of Zhuxian, there is always a little bit that can't be cut, and it remains in Zhang Bairen's body.

This little bit of accumulation turns into the most quintessential sword intent, which is the essence of sword intent, almost indestructible, with an unrivaled edge.

Zhang Bairen's qi was bulging, looking at the black gas in the sky, revealing a sneer: "Guan Gong is full of big knives, and look at my methods!"

The positive yang qi converged, Zhang Bairen's body was full of yin qi, and the five ghosts that were overwhelming flew out in an instant.

"Bastard!"

The five ghosts did not entangle with the war spirits in the sky, but directly burrowed into the dense forest and attacked the people who performed the Dao arts. Ordinary ghosts are not opponents of the war spirit at all, including the five ghosts cultivated by Zhang Bairen, of course Zhang Bairen will not be stupid enough to hit a stone with an egg.

The people in the dense forest never expected that Zhang Bairen would perform the art of resisting ghosts, looking at the overwhelming five ghosts, the chicken blood in the mouth of the Taoist suddenly spurted out, and there was a cry in the air in an instant, I don't know how many five ghosts hugged their heads and scurried, and they didn't dare to approach at all.

Zhang Bairen pinched the trick in his hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "A group of waste, blessed by the five gods!"

"Boy, what you have learned is mixed, and you are actually proficient in the art of resisting ghosts, how do you control so many five ghosts?" The Daoist's voice was soothing, spreading across the layers of dense forests on the surface of the river.

"Want to know, exchange your head!" Zhang Bairen smiled coldly, and his palm waved out the positive yang qi boiling, and the countless battle spirits that passed through it were like white snow in the spring and dissipated in an instant.

"The vertical son is rude, and the means are not seen in the eyes of the poor Dao at all, when the poor Dao captures your soul, you will naturally know that it is powerful!" The Taoist smiled coldly, and a little strange fire oil spewed out in his hand, only to see that the dying candle flame actually rose in an instant.

At this moment, a group of battle spirits were dressed in golden armor, and the flame-blazing battle spirits actually ignored Zhang Bairen's Zhengyang power. Zhang Bairen waved out his palm, thinking that the power of Zhengyang could melt the other party, but who would have thought that the battle spirit was like a spring breeze for the power of Zhengyang, and all the power of Zhengyang was blocked by the flames, not to mention, but was absorbed by the flames a lot, and the power of a layer of golden armor was further strengthened.

Coming to Zhang Bairen with a golden sword, Zhang Bairen hurriedly pulled back, jumped far away, and stepped on the river to show a look of surprise: "What evil magic?"

"Bastard!"

Zhang Bairen was shocked here, there was a Taoist drink in the dense forest, and the secret method had suppressed Zhang Bairen, and he was about to be cut under the knife, but who would have thought that the five ghosts around his house with strange qi suddenly grabbed his limbs, and still relied on the Taoist to perform spells, chicken blood and donkey hooves were useless, and the five ghosts flashed with a mighty divine light, as if they could restrain the evil in the world, and then there was a whirlwind of the world, and when they reappeared, they had already arrived on the boat.

Zhang Bairen's long sword fell on the shoulder of the Taoist with the scabbard, and he didn't look at the surrounding battle spirits, and looked at the Taoist in front of him with a smile: "Dao Chief, since it is in my hands, then take the spell." ”

The surrounding battle spirits surrounded layer by layer, and at this time, the four swords of the immortals behind Zhang Bairen shook, and the battle spirits did not dare to approach.

The Taoist looked at the immature face in front of him with a pair of eyes, and then looked at the battle spirit who was wandering and did not dare to get close, his eyes showed an ugly look, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Boy, good means." ”

Good means indeed!

"Daoist Chief, admit it," Zhang Bairen patted the Taoist on the shoulder with his sword scabbard.

The Taoist looked at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes, the swordsmanship of this kid in front of him is well known to the world, and he is definitely not his opponent at such a close distance, but if he stops like this, wouldn't it become a fish and meat under the sword, and let others slaughter.

"If you're willing to let me go, I'll take this battle spirit," the Taoist said, stiffening his neck.

Zhang Bairen's brows furrowed, and the scabbard patted the Taoist's face: "I said little Taoist, don't take an inch, if you obediently accept the war spirit, the little master may be able to save your life, do you think these war spirits can help me? The Taoist master is just thinking about saving some trouble." Without you, Dao Ye and I can kill this battle soul with a little effort. ”

The Taoist in front of him was only twenty-five or sixteen years old, and he looked stunned.

The Taoist and Zhang Bairen looked at each other for two seconds, then turned their eyes and snorted coldly: "I have eight thousand battle souls here, and killing me is a dead end." Dao Ye, I admit it today, I didn't expect that your Five Ghost Carrying Dafa has been cultivated to such a realm, Grandpa, I accidentally fell for your plot, if you let me go, we will go half of the road to the sky, otherwise the fish will die and the net will be broken. ”

"The fish is dead and the net is broken?" Zhang Bairen had a weird smile on the corner of his mouth: "I want to see if your fish is dead, will my net be broken." ”

Feeling the murderous intent in Zhang Bairen's eyes, the Taoist's heart trembled, and he suddenly exclaimed: "Don't!"

"Poof!"

Blood spurted, the Taoist covered his throat, and a pair of eyes stared at it, not blinking.

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