As the lord of the mountain told the story, Pang Xian knew the inside story. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It turned out that the Lord of Xuanyin Mountain had obtained a tortoiseshell book and uploaded the ancestral spirit cultivation method, which was originally a god sacrifice system. But he stumbled into it by mistake, cultivated Shinto with his human body, and fell astray. Although he has achieved the position of scattered immortals, he will suffer a lot of trouble, and he must go through blood sacrifices every ten years, otherwise he will turn into a clay stone fetus and will not be free.

In ancient times, there were good and evil, but unfortunately, most of the evil gods and obscenities spread in the southern Xinjiang area, which were known for their bloody and barbaric worship, and they needed to sacrifice thousands of slaves and prisoners of war in blood to please the gods. Although the lord of the mountain is restrained and replaces the mountain people with spirit monkeys, he still can't get rid of the hidden dangers inside.

Pang Xian nodded and secretly promised that if he was a traitor, he would simply kill him and take away his tortoiseshell heavenly book, and he would not feel guilty. Only self-love and a standard heart can be respected and worth the trouble to make friends.

However, he is also a person with a lively mind, and when he saw this, he pressed the gift prepared by Jin Shu on the table, and instead said: "Lord Dong, if you can trust me, you might as well let me deduce the Tortoiseshell Dao Book, maybe I can find a way to transcendence." ”

This is very offensive, whose inheritance is not the most important thing, how can it be shown casually? The barbarian girl is warped, Wu Lao and the others have a sharp look in their eyes, and they clench the magic weapon in their hands, just waiting for the order of the master.

Who knows......

"Haha!" Lord Xuanyin said with a smile: "The old decay can have the opportunity to receive the guidance of Pang Zhenren, it is really a vast immortal fate, how can you believe it?"

The old lord has been practicing Taoism for more than 200 years, and he has long been mixed with human essence and has great wisdom. Pang Xiangui is a descendant of the Wutai faction to pass on the sword immortal, the "Taiyi Golden Chapter" is profound and profound, and he is the son-in-law of the naked sect Gu Panpo, and the cultivation method is all the world's first-class top inheritance, where can you see the fragments of your own chapter.

It is also his self-indulgence, Pang Xian is here to reshape the Demon God of the Underground Mansion of Tiecheng Mountain for the Tortoiseshell Heavenly Book. The information is not equal, and the conclusions drawn are naturally very different. Whether it's just a blessing or a curse, who can tell in advance?

In the following days, Pang Xian painstakingly studied the ancient Shinto inheritance. In terms of vision, he is not inferior to the elders of various factions, and even surpasses it. Righteousness, evil, gods, and demons are all involved, and the second volume of "Guangcheng Book of Heaven", "The Secret of the Purple Mansion", and "Taiyi Golden Chapter" will not be allowed even by Taoist immortals. If the nameless bone book and the golden god inscription are leaked, the five monsters and three demons will not be able to go out of the mountain to rob them. Tiecheng Mountain's "Nine Heavens Secret Demon Sutra" is orthodox in the Demon Sect, and if one is circulated casually, it will lead to a catastrophe for the immortals.

The side expedition really gave Pang Xian a glimpse of the true meaning of Shinto. Shinto uses the power of sacrifice of all living beings as food and holds the authority of heaven and earth. To the extreme, open your eyes and the sky is bright, close your eyes and darken, blow a breath, the wind and rain, move your body, and the earth shakes the mountains. The ancients were able to catch the stars and the moon, move mountains and seas, and breathe as easily.

Unfortunately, everything is just over!

The immortal way exhales the pure spirit of heaven and earth, does not touch cause and effect, does not stir up dust, and is at ease, and finally replaces Shinto.

Putting down the tortoise shell in his hand, Pang Xian's thoughts flew and he thought about it from afar, could this be his way out in the future?

Shaking his head, he struggled, but he still didn't have enough weight.

The light in his eyes was revealed, but the problem of the Xuanyin Mountain Lord could be solved.

Thinking that the people of Southern Xinjiang are in ruins, and the lord of the mountain is a material that can be created, and he has cultivated into a scattered immortal with a fragment of Shinto, it can be seen that his qualifications and understanding are remarkable, and it is better to recruit his subordinates than to move in his heart.

The barbarian girl came to lead, all the way through the mountain intestines, and Pang Xian was even more determined in this idea. Xu knew that Pang Xian was taboo, and the Lord of Xuanyin stopped the bloody sacrifice. Being able to resist the instinctive desires of the heart is the root of the path.

For Pang Xian's invitation, the lord of Xuanyin Mountain was really overjoyed, and without saying a word, he immediately agreed. After that, Pang Xian used the Natal Taiyi Pure Yang True Fire to help him refine the dirt, participate in the Yin and Yang, and use the three wisps of pure Yin Xuan Qi to cultivate the foundation, so that he was completely free from the sorrow of the Shinto blood sacrifice.

Three months later, the clouds were rolling on the Ghost Mother Mountain, and the blue fire was like a tide. The sky is shining and the clouds are low, and the thunder of the thickness of the bucket is dancing like a dragon and a snake. In the sea of thunder waterfalls, five ghost shadows roared horizontally, bathed in the electric light and thunder, swimming happily.

It was the five ghosts of Xuanming who used the Heavenly Tribulation of the Lord of the Mountains to baptize the sun and evolve the heavenly ghosts. The five ghosts have created a lot, born from the qi of heaven and earth Xuanyin, and their wisdom is natural, and the world's formation prohibitions can hardly trap them, and now even the only nemesis of pure yang thunder fire is about to lose its deterrence.

After surviving the catastrophe and ordering the trivial matters of the mountain gate, he and Pang Xian went to Lianping Mountain to prepare for the sacrifice of the Ancestral Spirit Temple and place the demons in the fifteen hells of the Naked Sect.

The two of them set up a continuous light and walked through the sky. Under the clear blue sky, a white mark stretches for dozens of miles, which looks extraordinarily magnificent.

Just as the two were in a hurry to hurry, they suddenly heard the sound of fighting from the Baitou Peak below. Looking down, I saw more than 20 three-edged blue light swords, shining with essence, electric shooting stars, ever-changing, and the momentum was very terrifying.

The scattered immortals who are with the flying sword enemy are also very good. Ren countless three-edged small swords pierced and twisted, and his body was blown into wisps of smoke, but as the volley rolled in the air, it converged again, and the changes in Xuangong were jaw-dropping.

"Huh!" The body was constantly shattered, and that person Pang Xian actually recognized that he was also a guest of the Ten Thousand Magic Society back then.

The Lord of Xuanyin Mountain had the intention to show off in front of Pang Xian, and wanted to confirm his own strength after the tribulation, so he took the initiative to step forward and said: "Fellow Daoist, don't panic! I'll help you!"

As he spoke, he shook his shoulders, and a large shadow emerged from his body, spreading in all directions. The dazzling eyes are already through the sky, and the four sides seem to be covered with a layer of light mist, hazy and rippling, and cannot be forced to see.

The three-edged small sword fell into the gray mist, and the ground sank, as if it was shrouded in black light and filthy gas, and the spiritual light was extinguished, and the dead fish seemed to be difficult to move.

"The crumbs of death, after eating the gall, dare to offend the head of this fairy child!" The small sword full of blue light suddenly closed, and the light converged, revealing a young boy with white hair and an ugly appearance.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the afterimage of being beaten so that he couldn't raise his head fled in front of Pang Xian in a flash.

"Hehe!" seemed to cry and laugh, neither crying nor laughing, and the black shadow said in a condensed voice: "Ren Chun, you even dare to plot against your uncle, go against the grain, and make trouble." ”

Lord Xuanyin pondered, this is actually the infighting of the Zhushan Sect?

Speaking of which, this matter is also related to the Ten Thousand Magic Society. In the past, the sand god prodigy of the festival was in turmoil, and the Red Lotus Demon Flame corrupted many scattered immortal Dao bodies. The dove panpo opened the rebirth pond to help the immortals in distress condense their souls and reunite their bodies. Although the path of the avenue has been cut off, there are also more mystical changes.

The Zhushan Sect's holy hand Lei Yin Luo Nanjia is one of them, after returning to the mountain, the supernatural power has greatly advanced, and the status of the sect is growing day by day. But because of this, he provoked the jealousy of one person, it was the Baishou Fairy Tong Ren Chun, a disciple of the Supreme Elder Zhu Rou. A few years ago, the Zhushan Sect Master gave a thousand years of gloomy bamboo, and refined it into a flying sword of the Zhenjiao.

The gloomy bamboo of the thousand-year-old fire is rare even in the mountain gate of the Zhushan Sect, Ren Chun looks at himself as the thing in the pocket of the three generations of sect masters, and when he sees this situation, his eyes become more and more red. On the pretext of going out, he used the evil magic weapon he had refined to carry out a secret calculation, if it weren't for Pang Xian and the others passing by, it would be impossible to say that the Holy Hand Lei Yin would have been robbed and died tragically.

Seeing that Luo Nanjia exposed his own deeds, he simply didn't do anything, and reached out to sacrifice thirteen female flags, shaking them in the air, and saw the red glow spreading, sitting in the sky and the earth, and wrapping towards the lord of Xuanyin.

At the same time, as soon as he raised his hand, the essence shimmered, and thousands of wasp stingers were hidden in the glow, swishing and shooting, like thousands of stars. How capable is it to conceal a barbarian master, and not to be caught?

But as soon as his ears were hot, he seemed to have been stung by a wasp and jumped up violently.

"Hehe!" Pang Xian smiled, and he didn't know when he came behind him, "Little ghost, the Tao is not high, and the means are ruthless, who taught you?"

Suddenly, Ren Chun's face turned red, don't look at his childish appearance, he is over 100 years old, how could he have been teased like this. Before he could have an attack, he heard a "bang" thunderbolt, and a rolling secret sound sounded quickly.

Turning his head, he saw that the Lord of Xuanyin Mountain had used Taiyin to sneak away, imprisoning the wasp stingers all over the sky, light thunder bursts, and before there was a wisp of smoke, the magic weapon that had been painstakingly sacrificed was destroyed.

Before he could sacrifice the three-edged heart like a sword, he saw that the sleeves of Pang Xian's robe were on display, getting bigger and bigger, and he covered himself with his head, and shook it violently, dizzy, and didn't know how many thousand miles he was thrown out.

I vaguely heard: Since your Zhushan Sect can't tolerate Daoyou, this seat will temporarily accept him, if Zhu Rou is not convinced, just come to see me.

When I woke up, I saw the peaks and mountains floating in the clouds and mist, the wind came slowly, the empty valley was quiet, and there were traces of the sword fighting in the first place. )