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Text Chapter 326 The Tao is also stolen, and thousands of people can point it out

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    "If a scholar refuses to argue with a demon, he should be killed immediately!" Master Jinxia ignored the mocking of the demon sect monk at all.  He saw the murderous intention, turned his hands, and the yellow jade pestle with the dragon pattern flew up, carrying the yang fire, making the wind whine and whistling strangely, and smashed directly towards Baoxingzi and the heart-breaking grandma.  At this time, whether it is holding a star or digging into the heart of grandma, they have reached the end of their efforts.  Especially Bao Xingzi, who had just been hit in the chest by his own magic weapon, the Nine-nine Bliss Locking Cauldron, which shattered his ribs, caused all the internal organs in his cavity to shift, and he couldn't even lift it with his hands and feet.  When Master Jinxia flew the Jiujiu Bliss Heart-locking Cauldron, he secretly used the subtle technique of borrowing energy from objects to drive a powerful and domineering Taoist invisible power into Bao Xingzi's body.  Since the old Taoist priest intervened to help Zhao Nanzi, he would just stop doing anything and deliberately planned to kill Baoxingzi with one blow and silence him.  Bao Xingzi relies entirely on the natal elixir Qi generated from the self-shattering inner elixir. He uses Yangshou as a sacrifice and goes against the secret method of Hehuan Sect. He wants to rescue his heart-wrenching grandma and then die together with Zhao Nanzi, so that the Demon Sect monks can take the opportunity to take it back.  Donghuang Zhong, I just want to die an innocent and upright death.  But he received a fatal blow from Master Jinxia. The inner cauldron was immediately shattered, and the twelve main sutras were severed. The natal energy of the elixir disappeared immediately, and the five signs of degeneration of heaven and man appeared.  Bao Xingzi swallowed the blood rushing to his throat, but he felt as if there was a raging fire burning in his chest and abdomen. The rioting true energy turned into billions of steel needles, drilling out from the inside of his body. He knew that he was destined to die.  The foundation is destroyed, the doom has come, and we have to close our eyes and wait for death.  The heart-wrenching grandma was very unwilling to accept the humiliation. She endured the humiliation and endured the burden for decades, but her soul remained intact and her body remained intact. Today she finally got out of her shackles. She really didn't want to die on the spot just after seeing the light of day.  But when she saw the old lady shaking her hand and waving a silk ribbon, quickly wrapping it around Bao Xingzi's waist several times, she summoned her last bit of strength and wanted to pull Bao Xingzi away and leave.  ¡°But how can these two people, who have more than enough ambition but lack of strength, be faster than the topaz stone pestle with a coiled dragon pattern flying through the sky?  The heart-wrenching grandma had just taken three steps back, and was about to bite the tip of her tongue and use the blood escape method when she saw a yellow light like an angry dragon, and it rushed in front of her with its teeth and claws. The majestic energy and fierce murderous intention made people's hearts tremble.  The heart-wrenching grandma glanced at the dragon-patterned topaz stone pestle bitterly, knowing that she could no longer escape.  She held Baoxingzi by the collar with one hand and did not try to resist him, but suddenly raised her head and looked resentfully at the black clouds filled with demonic fire.  As if in response to the expectant gaze of the heart-wrenching grandma, there was indeed a strange light flashing in the ten thousand feet of magic cloud.  But when the topaz stone pestle with the dragon pattern fell three feet above the head of Grandma Dixin, a seven-foot blood talisman appeared out of thin air and blocked the head of the pestle.  The red seal characters in this blood talisman twisted like snakes, stretching out horizontally, vertically, and at once, tightly binding the dragon-patterned topaz stone pestle.  Just like a yellow dragon fell into the cave of snakes, thousands of blood pythons were startled and entangled with each other.  Master Jinxia stamped his foot and pointed his finger, the dragon-patterned topaz stone pestle immediately vibrated with precious light.  Look at the treasure pestle shaking three times, shaking it three times, the fierce sun fire rises, and the blood talisman is refined into a wisp of green smoke in just one breath.  Huanglong escaped from the trap, but did not change his original position and continued to smash towards the Tianmen above Grandma's head.  Although this seven-foot blood talisman only blocked the dragon-patterned topaz stone pestle for less than a breath, it was enough to turn the crisis around.  A trace of sarcastic smile appeared on the worried grandma's face.  Only a foot above her head, there was a group of five-color auspicious clouds surrounding her. Countless five-direction and five-element true energies were like ten thousand clouds hanging down, with a little bit of starlight overflowing from them. It was like a blurred and colorful canopy, covering her with Baoxingzi.  The whole body was covered tightly.  Master Jinxia frowned and twitched the corner of her mouth.  The old Taoist priest not only knows the power of the five elements covering the body, but also knows that people who cast such spells are not easy to mess with.  If he still refuses to let go, the next moment I'm afraid there will be dark clouds, all the demons will move, and the great plan that Master Jin Xia has been planning for ten years will come to nothing.  "It's just that there is no turning back when the bow is fired. In the eyes of everyone, the play has to be done again."  Master Jinxia secretly withdrew 90% of his true energy. The dragon-patterned topaz stone pestle lightly hit the colorful canopy and bounced away immediately. The old Taoist reached out to fish it out, and the treasure pestle flew back into his palm.  Zhao Nanzi sprayed out a breath of essence towards the Donghuang Bell, and the innate treasure showed the appearance of the two-foot-long yellow bell, protecting him and his master's figure.  Those brown-robed Huashan monks who fell off the Wanxiang Bronze Platform, a total of 12 of them, also came back on the stage and formed a "Heavenly General's Sun Formation" around Master Jinxia and Zhao Nanzi.  Yu He looked from a distance and saw that these brown-robed Taoists were dressed exactly the same as the red-bearded puppet monks who were killed by him in front of the Hundred-foot Stunning Stone Formation. They also had purple jade from the Huashan Xianzong Presbytery hanging around their waists.  Talisman.  However, these twelve people had pale faces and stiff facial features. They were all obviously wearing rawhide masks and did not show their true colors.  Counting the number of people with fingers, there should be exactly 12 of the red-bearded puppet monks who sneaked into the hinterland of Kyushu.??That son of Karma must be killed, must be killed!  Yu He secretly took out a long sword from his sleeve, thinking about when to take action.  But as soon as the scabbard fell into his palm, he felt that it was not as hard as gold or iron, but rather smooth.  Looking down, he saw that the scabbard of the sword was densely wrapped with a layer of black hair, like a girl's long hair. It was the unsheathed sword that Ning Qingling gave to Yu He before leaving.  Green Sword".  When Junior Sister Xiao Ning saw Yu He taking out the sword, she quickly reached out and grasped her senior brother's sleeve.  Yu He naturally understood Ning Qingling's thoughts. He suppressed the murderous intention in his chest and stood calmly in the crowd to watch what happened.  Maybe when the situation on the Wanxiang Copper Platform suddenly changes and the Taoist and Demonic sects come to blows, those puppet monks will be killed by the masters of the Demonic sect and become ghosts under the sword without even having to show up. Isn't it a wonderful way to get the best of both worlds?  thing?  The heartbroken grandma smoothed away the messy hair on her temples, bowed to the magic cloud above her head, and said with a charming smile: "Mr. Sikong and Mr. Wei still feel sorry for the slave family. If the two brothers don't despise the ruined flowers and willows, the slave family is really willing to treat them with  I promised you that I would serve you wholeheartedly, but I am a weak woman, but I was kidnapped by the old and young thieves of this sect. I have been abused for decades, and I have a lot of resentment in my heart. I still beg for mercy from my two brothers.  , It would be better to avenge the slave family's shame." The words of the heart-wrenching grandma severely smeared Zhao Nanzi and Master Jinxia.  What she said really seemed like the Huashan Immortal Sect had ruined her reputation as a woman.  But Zhao Nanzi was once one of the two immortals of Hehuan, and he had the bad reputation of being a "Hehuan Sect", which would inevitably make others think wrongly. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? do do is does a stunningly beautiful girl in appearance?  At this time, her breath was weak, her hair was messy, her face was pale, and her brocade palace dress was in tatters. She looked like a miserable woman who had been bullied for a long time, which made people feel distressed.  But it was okay that she didn't speak. When she spoke, her hoarse voice sounded like that of an octogenarian woman, which made people feel particularly weird.  Someone laughed loudly in mid-air and said: "Grandma, don't panic. Today, I, the Ten Great Ancestors of Tianshan Mountain, are here and will definitely make the decision for you!" But I saw a small black cloud of demonic fire falling slowly, and ten people stood on top of the cloud.  The three figures, all with aura as deep as a prison, could tell that they were all leading figures in the Northwest Demon Sect.  The leader is wearing a green cloth robe with short collar and arrow sleeves. He has a pair of eyebrows flying sideways from his forehead, his tiger eyes are shining brightly, and he has a thick beard under his chin, which makes him look majestic.  Isn't this person the famous master of the Demon Sect in Kyushu, who has obtained the "Xingge Dharma King" Wei Xingge from the cult of Emperor Zhongtian Ziwei in the North Pole?  Standing behind Old Mo Wei is a skinny black-robed monk.  His hair was as messy as grass, tied only with hemp ropes, and the whites of his eyes were missing, all dark, which was very strange.  Yu He had seen this person appear in front of Luoyankou Xiongguan. At that time, he and his grandma came to help Wei Xingge. His monastic name was Qingtu Sanren, and he was also a famous figure in the Northwest Demon Sect.  This Qingtu Sanren was once an inner disciple of the Zhongnan Immortal Sect, and he was also the true senior brother among the disciples of Zhenren Qingyan. He was extremely talented, and was regarded by the sect master as a pillar of the next generation.  .  But for some unknown reason, after this man had perfected all the three secret arts and the twenty-four secret magical powers of the Zhongnan Immortal Sect, he abandoned the Tao and became a demon. He also dissipated all the Tao sect's true power on his own without leaving any trace behind.  After going through a series of great defeats that ordinary people could not imagine, it took Qingtu Sanren less than a sixty-year period to refine the mental skills of the nine demon sects to a state of great achievement, and their magical powers were far superior to those in the past.  The Zhongnan Immortal Sect regarded him as a thorn in the flesh, and planned ambushes over and over again in an attempt to clean up the sect. However, they were always retreated by Qingtu Sanren. On the contrary, Zhongnan's elite disciples of Qingyan's generation were among the Qingtu Sanren.  More than a dozen of them were broken in the hands.  He even used the golden elixir souls of these Zhongnan disciples to forge an astonishingly powerful evil magic weapon. He was so angry that Zhongnan's leader Chunyang Zhenren issued nine Zhoutian execution orders, but Qingtu Sanren still remains.  Carefree and at ease.  To be so ruthless to his former sect members, this Qingtu Sanren must have an unusual temperament.  His Nine Yin Demonic Skills are also very strange. Standing behind Old Demon Wei, he does not show any signs of anger. His figure is floating, disappearing and appearing, not like a stranger but like a ghost.  Next to Qingtu Sanren, stood a man in gray robe dressed as a scholar.  This man covered his eyes with a piece of black cloth. It was not clear whether he was completely blind or had some other mysterious reasons.  The gray-robed scholar's left hand was clasped behind his back. Only the index finger and thumb of his right hand remained, and the other three fingers were broken off.  He held a thin copper brush between his two fingers. The tip of the brush was dipped in neither ink nor cinnabar, but scarlet blood. The blood dripped and dripped, seemingly endless.  Yu He did not recognize this person, but he heard the monks of the Qingcheng Immortal Sect discussing privately that among the old demons besieging Chaoyang Peak in Huashan Mountain, there was a master of Talismanism named "Seven Finger Scholar".  Seeing that this pen-writing scholar has three missing fingers on his right hand, it must be him.  In Wei Xingge and Qing dynastyBehind the San San and the Seven-fingered Scholar stood a row of ten people.  They were all the same tall, short, fat and thin, as if they were cut from the same mold.  But even with Yu He's eyesight, he couldn't clearly see the faces of these ten people. Each of them was shrouded in thick black smoke, exuding an aura that was not like the human world.  At first glance, it seems that the ten of them are just the incarnations of one soul here, but their real bodies are walking by the Wangchuan River, meditating under the Sansheng Stone, and breathing in the pure Nine Nether Death Qi from the underworld.  I remember Qingcheng Xie Xuanguang once said that among the old demons from the northwest who led the crowd to attack the Huashan Immortal Sect this time, the most famous and most cultivated ones were not Wei Xingge, Ancestor Xuanmin, Hunyuan Wujisou, Qi  It refers to scholars, the Four Saints of Tianshan, Qingtu Sanren, etc., but the "King of Yama of the Ten Palaces" of the Northwest Demon Sect who has lived in seclusion for three hundred years.  These ten people called themselves King Qin Guang, King Chu Jiang, King Song, King Wu Guan, King Yama, King Bian Cheng, King Taishan, King Ping Ping, King City, and King Samsara. They were all half-footed into the realm of earthly immortals.  The old devil.  The previous leader of the Northwest Demon Sect, the Blood Demon Patriarch, once led ten of them to fight against the top masters of the Kunlun and Shushan sects for seven days and seven nights. In the end, King Yama of the Ten Palaces was seriously injured and retired to seclusion. He practiced hard in seclusion on the cliffs of the Tianshan Mountains in order to achieve success.  Immortal Dao Fruit, go to Kunlun to wash away your shame.  This time, in order to regain the East Emperor Bell and avenge the sword of the ancestor Tuntian, ten old demons broke through the barrier and came out of the mountain together, leading nearly ten thousand monks from the Northwest Demon Sect to kill Xiyue Huashan.  Unexpectedly, on the way, they bumped into more than 3,000 monks from the northwest sects such as Zhongnan, Kunlun, Qilian, Xingxiuhaixianjing, Lancangjiang, and Tongtianhe.  The two sides met on a narrow road and fought fiercely. The ancestors of the ten palaces of Yama formed the Blue Falling Yellow Spring Ghost Crying Formation. In one battle, many famous figures from the northwest Taoist sect were trapped and killed.  Unexpectedly, before the war was about to start, King Yama of the Ten Palaces would already appear on the spot. The Taoist monks in front of the Zhenwu Hall of the Eight Scenery Shangtian Palace felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, holding their breaths and looking at the Vientiane Bronze Platform.  The masters from various factions who came to help raised their momentum and competed with the vast evil spirits falling from the sky. Among them, the masters from Shushan and Qingcheng factions had the strongest momentum. They saw the rays of light rising into the sky and filling the air with layers of mist. They were worthy of being the leaders of Kyushu Taoism.  The ancient sect.  Wei Laomo has always had the air of a general, and at such a tense moment, he still smiled, clasped his fists towards Jinxia Master Shi Shiran and said, "I have met fellow Taoist Jinxia. There are many outstanding people in your sect, and he should be the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains."  , Wei admires it! I just want to ask fellow Taoist Jin Xia, what¡¯s the meaning of ¡®The thief also has a way¡¯?¡± When Yu He heard Wei Xingge¡¯s words, he couldn¡¯t help but smile.  This sentence "There is also a way to steal" is a clever question. From the perspective of the Taoist monks, summoning Nanzi's stolen treasure back to the mountain is indeed "There is a way to steal", but when it comes from Wei Xingge's mouth, it is  Implicitly mocking the Huashan Immortal Sect for saying "there are also thieves in the Tao".  However, Master Jinxia did not want to engage in a quarrel with Old Mo Wei. He flicked his sleeves and replied coldly: "No solution!"  , Sure enough, a genius can find a new way from the classics of Lao Zhuang and Zhuang sages, and pass on the "Gentleman on Liang" path. People can't help but marvel at this unkind, unjust, unfaithful and unfilial behavior, but it is a noble disciple who has been succumbed to my demons.  What a pity! Wei is deeply ashamed and would like to clean up the door for fellow Taoist Jinxia, ??please?" Master Jinxia took a step forward and blocked Zhao Nanzi completely behind him.  He slammed the topaz pestle with the dragon pattern in his palm onto the copper platform, and shouted in a deep voice: "You devil, you are confusing right and wrong, you are so shameless! My disciples put life and death aside and went deep into the devil's cave. Please take back the Taoist treasure,  This is an act of immeasurable merit and virtue, but it is just a way to retaliate against others. Since ancient times, Taoism and demons have sworn to be incompatible. You and other traitors have often tempted my Taoist disciples to fall into demonic obstacles, causing harm to our Sanqing orthodoxy.  , All kinds of despicable methods are used to the extreme. Those demon sects who are lurking in our Jiuzhou Taoist sect with ulterior motives will be gone." What the cold-faced old Taoist said was powerful and rebellious.  Wei Xingge couldn't refute it.  The group of Taoist monks under the Wanxiang Bronze Tower were talking a lot. Many of them looked wary and looked around, as if they wanted to find one or two spies from the Demonic Sect among the Taoist monks around them.  Qingtu Sanren was a person who abandoned his Taoism and became a demon. Master Jinxia's words were quite unpleasant to his ears. He couldn't help but take half a step forward before retorting.  But Sikong Hui, the seven-fingered scholar, suddenly reached out and pressed Qingtu Sanren's shoulder, signaling him not to speak but to save Grandma Dixin and Baoxingzi first. The old Taoist priest had Wei Xingge to deal with them.  Qingtu Sanren glared at Master Jinxia fiercely, picked up Grandma Guxin and Baoxingzi, and flew away into the dark clouds without looking back.  Master Jin Xia did not take action to stop him. Seeing that Wei Xingge was speechless for a moment, he ignored him and shouted unforgivingly: "Since you said you want to clean up the door, then the poor Taoist will come to clean up the door. The little thief of the Demon Sect who hides his head and tail is still here.  Do you think you can escape the eyes of a poor Taoist?" "When I said this sentence, it was like a thunder in the ground, and the discussion below the bronze platform became louder.  A group of Taoist cultivatorsEveryone was in an uproar. Could it be that Master Jinxia was really able to uncover the Demon Sect's spy lurking in the crowd in front of the Zhenwu Palace?  Wei Xingge rolled his eyes and wondered what Master Jinxia meant by saying this. This deep-tempered old man would never make unreasonable alarmist remarks and upset his own family at this critical moment.  Therefore, Wei Xingge still didn¡¯t answer, wanting to see how Master Jinxia could justify himself.  The old Taoist priest suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he scolded in a stern tone: "You have killed seven real people in our Chaoyang Peak Elder Academy, and also bewitched my Yuntai Peak Senior Brother Jinxi, you are a traitor to the Luo Xiao Sword Sect.  You are quite capable! How long are you going to stay hidden, young man named Yu?" Following Master Jinxia's line of sight, the thousands of monks in front of the Zhenwu Palace in the Eight Views of Chaoyang Peak turned their heads at once.  Everyone looked at Yu He unkindly.
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