Fu Zeyang was really in retreat in the Longyan Palace of Shuifu on Trap Island, perfecting the blood shadow primordial god, attracting all the heavens and demons to invade, and ten thousand demons were around, creating all kinds of perceptions, and pulling him into his own realm.

Fu Zeyang used the Nine Chapters Silver Cicada Rune to protect the heart, this rune can only play a protective role, so that he will not be taken by the devil, which is equivalent to taking the Nine Insurances.

After forty-five years of success, he has completely refined the Blood Shadow Yuan God, and his Yuan God will be like a demon god, in addition to the Demon God's Eye, there are many other magical powers, which are equal to the status of the Heavenly Demon God.

All the heavens and demon gods came to tempt him, let him fly to his own world, and showed the beauty of his world, some of them were paved with gold bricks, some were made of seven treasures, and some were similar to the earth with various modern facilities, mobile phones and computers, and all kinds of food. And so on and so forth.

As long as he is willing, he can take him away with the power of the demon god, and it can be regarded as a flying ascension, but he can only be regarded as a shadow demon now, the shadow of the demon god, is the lowest demon god, and when he gets there, he can only be a little brother, don't look at what these demon gods are saying now, once they agree, sign a contract, and become a slave after ascending.

Of course, Fu Zeyang can continue to practice when he arrives there, strengthen himself in the demon realm where the weak eat the strong, oppress each other, and swallow blood, and step by step to the peak of the demon realm.

However, he was naturally unwilling, refused all the invitations of the demon gods, and still messed around in this world. His relatives, friends, apprentices, and friends are all here, and he wants to stay here forever.

The ninth layer of the blood nerve is all perfect, cultivating the demon god's dharma body, and calling it immortal, but this immortality is only relative, and it is still bad to meet his own Buddha fire heart lamp, and he still has to continue to cultivate the tenth layer of the whole body realm, now it is just a miracle, and after the whole god, he is the true god, and he can be exempted from all attacks such as fairy sword slashing, thunder law slashing, and flame incineration.

After leaving the customs, in addition to continuing to take the blood nerve as a daily compulsory homework, he also took the other Taoist books he learned to comprehend, tried the spells one by one, and occasionally went out to collect materials and sacrifice the treasures on his body.

In this way, more than a month has passed, and the tenth layer of blood nerves has reached the threshold again, and if you want to truly cultivate to the whole god, you have to find the complete second volume, and the upper and lower volumes can only be achieved by the initiates. Back then, he only got nearly one-third of the content of the next volume from Shi Zhentong, which was just a method for cultivating spells and magic weapons, which was not enough for him to break through the current bottleneck.

On this day, he suddenly had a heartbeat, bathed and changed clothes in the hot springs in the house, and deduced with the Taichu hexagram in the book of Guangchengzi Tianshu, knowing that there would be chaos in Wudang Mountain, and it was time to change the world.

He was also quietly thinking about it, called his disciples, and asked Lingwei to guard the Immortal Mansion, and only took Hua Luqi to leave the Trap Island.

As soon as he came out of the sea, Xuan Yi flew from Huayang Island with five cranes, and they screamed for a long time, wanting to follow their master.

Fu Zeyang got on Xuanyi's back, and Hua Luqi jumped on a crane, although Xuanyi's volume was large enough that a hundred people could sit down loosely, but he was very arrogant, except for Fu Zeyang, no one was allowed to get on his back, and others could only ride his little brother, which was the five cranes left by the Hanguang Dao people back then.

Over the years, Xuan Yi has also cultivated himself, and the immortal fruits on the island and the elixir in the mansion have all been eaten openly like eating bird food, and he has grown bigger and bigger. His wings are now spread, more than a hundred meters wide, bigger than An 225!

Flying to Middle-earth, Fu Zeyang asked Xuanyi to go back: "I have been overseas for a long time, and I want to be comfortable with some fireworks in the world, and taking you by my side is a god manifestation, which does not match my own personality." If you want to play, go to the Guangming Peak of Kunlun Mountain, and I will take you to play with the incarnation of the Light God King. ”

Xuanyi only likes the sea, not the mountains, chirps to refuse, and takes the crane brother to turn around and fly back to Beihai.

Fu Zeyang took Hua Luqi to continue south, to the edge of the Yellow River, Fu Zeyang remembered the scene when the Red Lotus Old Demon forbade the source of the river and helped Mr. Zhong resist the flood.

"Master, look, there are people fighting swords over there!" Hua Luqi suddenly pointed into the distance.

"That's Songshan, swordsmanship is the authentic path of Xuanmen. Fu Zeyang used the Little Heavens Escape Method to take Hua Luqi quietly flew closer, only to see two young Taoists fighting swords, one tall and tall, the other short, both wearing white robes, the tall one with a white flying sword, the short one with a golden fairy hook, and the other slightly taller watched the battle under the pine tree, with a game of chess in front of him, a wine bowl next to it, and a gourd for wine.

The two people who were fighting each stood on a hill, the rainbow was two or three hundred meters long, the fairy sword was majestic, wide open and closed, like a white dragon, the golden hook was in unison, unpredictable, like a golden python, twisted together, constantly crackling and exploding, exploding pieces of white light like snow, like a rain-like Venus.

The swordsmanship of these two people is so skillful! Fu Zeyang felt that he was trying his best to use the Xingchao Sword Technique, which was still half a chip weaker than these two. The opportunity was rare, he took Hua Luqi to land under the pine tree, waved his hand and moved a stone bench to sit down, and said to Hua Luqi: "You look at it carefully, these two are swordsmanship masters, practice to the point that they are like this, there is no magic weapon to fight with people, and the enemy will be cut off with a sword, I will teach you no worse than theirs in swordsmanship, but I am limited in swordsmanship, you learn from them, if you get along in a different place, you come to fight with them, how to use this swordsmanship." ”

Hua Luqi also saw that it was powerful, and watched the battle intently.

There was also a young man under the pine tree, who was a little dissatisfied when he saw this, and said in his heart, what are you two doing? My brother is fighting to the death, and you two are swaggering over to judge as if nothing else, although there is three points of modesty in the words, this attitude is really infuriating.

"Dare to ask what this fellow Daoist is called?" the young Taoist asked.

"Ah, I'm lucky. Fu Zeyang replied casually, his eyes were always looking at the two people who were fighting, the swordsmanship of these two guys was so wonderful, and he was also learning with an open mind.

Oh, good luck...... The young man tasted the meaning of this name, and was shocked in his heart: The old demon of heavenly fortune! This guy has lived in seclusion in the North Pole for more than 100 years, and the Great Light Sect created by his second incarnation in Kunlun Mountain has also disappeared a little over the years, and the limelight has been robbed by the Red Lotus Demon Sect......

He set off a storm in his heart, although he didn't understand the sound on his face, but his aura changed, Hua Luqi felt it keenly, and looked at Fu Zeyang in a low voice, Fu Zeyang pointed forward with his hand: "Look at it carefully, you will be able to divide the winner and loser, the opportunity is rare, don't care about the rest." After a pause, he said, "That short Taoist friend should be surnamed Bai, called Bai Guyi, and together with this Zhumei Taoist friend next to us, he is called the second elder of Songshan." The one who fights with Bai Daoyou, I can only guess that it is from the Emei faction, and it is the Nine Heavens Sword Technique of the Emei faction, who is it...... Seeing that their sword fight is really hot, it is not like an ordinary competition, the Emei faction can have such a clever swordsmanship and fight with Bai Daoyou to such a point, there are only a handful, and they will fight him to the death, Xuan Zhenzi, ascetic Toutuo These are impossible, the only one who will be is only one person. He looked at Zhu Mei on the other side of the chess table, "Isn't it dust?"

Zhu Mei didn't expect that this old demon had lived in seclusion in the North Pole for more than a hundred years, but he knew so clearly about the affairs of the Orthodox Church: "Yes, that is the dust destroyer! Dare to ask Daoyou, what is the matter with this time in Middle-earth?"

Fu Zeyang looked at him and suddenly smiled: "I'm just looking for the two of you, aren't you proficient in mathematics?

Zhu Mei was dumbfounded, I'm not full, it's okay to count whether you will come to the door, and besides, old demons like you use magic to confuse yin and yang, covering the heavens, I'm afraid my skills are not accurate.

He knew that the old demon of Tianyun was treacherous and cunning, and his mana was unfathomable, so he couldn't guard against it, and he first used Li Daitao's trick to hide from Changmei Zhenren, and then used trickery to pit his predecessor Iron Drum Immortal Zhou Meng, and if he was not careful, he would be plotted by him and fall into his pit. Zhu Mei stabilized her mind and took precautions: "What is the matter with Daoist friends looking for us?"

Fu Zeyang took out a silk book and slapped it on the chessboard: "The next volume of the book left by Guangchengzi, do you want it?" He saw from Zhu Mei's eyes that Zhu Mei did not have this book, and his calculation in advance was right, Ling Hun had the upper volume in his hand, and the second elder of Songshan had the middle book in his hand, although Ling Xuehong was in the middle, the two were uncles, but they each cast spells to cover the number of days, so that no one in the world could count it. As a result, each holding a book of Taoism, after so many years, they didn't even know each other, the two elders of Songshan did not have the annotations of the upper volume, and the tadpole text still asked Changmei Zhenren to help him understand it, and he only understood about half of the content.

Fu Zeyang said: "I know that the middle volume is in your hands, and I have the translated second volume here, let's exchange it." ”

This deal is too profitable for the two elders of Songshan, and the Taoist book is also okay, after all, it is useless to not understand, the key is with annotations, after getting it, they can draw inferences from one another, and translate as much as possible in the middle volume, and then the power will be greatly increased, especially in the middle and lower two volumes, all kinds of powerful ancient immortal arts and immortal methods of sacrificing magic weapons, although there is no catastrophe in the Xuanmen Sect, but according to the prophecy of Changmei Zhenren, the future of the demon road is in the ascendant, and it is best to prepare more powerful means to kill the demon and subdue the demon.

He was very willing in his heart, but he was worried that the old demon of Heavenly Fortune would plot against him, so he didn't dare to agree immediately: "That book is jointly owned by me and Gu Yi, and I have to ask his opinion." ”