Chapter 80 Little Turtle's Identity "Why did a great demon appear in the heart of the dynasty?""Not to say." "Eight hundred years ago, there was a sword immortal named Dayu. With one strike of his sword, he created a huge gap between the human race and the demon mountain range. Since then, no more demons can harm the human world." Precarious. In the ruined temple. The evil spirit bowed its head, and the first-class trembled. "Fairy!" "You are a fairy!" A man in red robe stepped forward with courage and bowed. moment. The wind was blowing.
This first-rank junior master who stood at the pinnacle of the human world had dried up his flesh and blood and was very old. Before he could show any fear, he was already dead. he died. Only Su Chen could see that of the remaining twenty years of life of the red-robed statue, one tenth, or two years, was swallowed up by the yellow-skinned old immortal. and. All the cultivation of this first-grade red-robed statue turned into a wisp of air and was sucked into the belly of the weasel monster. "Yellow Skin Asks for a Title, Is This an Immortal Art to Take Away Longevity and Practice?" Su Chen looked over. This method of stealing life is a bit like the immortals in the tomb. Emperor Tianwu, a mere fourteen immortal stones cannot afford to summon a great demon. It definitely has another mission. This place is ten miles away from the imperial mausoleum, and I don’t know if this weasel monster is here to attack the imperial mausoleum. "demon!" "You demon!" The man in red robe was so terrified that he abandoned his carriage and tried to escape with his true energy bursting out. "You are the monster!" "Your whole family are monsters!" "During the period of seeking the title, you are not allowed to say that I am a demon! You must say that I am an immortal!" The big weasel was furious, jumping anxiously, and black mist was constantly emanating from its body. In an instant, the entire ruined temple was enveloped by the black fog. Countless little weasels emerged from the black fog, crawled all over the body of the red-robed statue, and gnawed him, leaving him with only white bones.
"help me!" The red-robed man screamed miserably. In front of the big demon. He couldn't even use his true energy. "..." Sikong and the other man in red robe were trembling physically and mentally, and there was a moment of silence. In front of a great demon, a first-class person is like an ant. If they take action, they will die. To seek the title, there is only one last sacrifice left. The two of them looked at each other and then looked towards Xu Ge. "No one wants to meet this yellow-skinned man... Sir, but if you want to survive, you must sacrifice another person." "Complete the three-sealing ceremony." "This way, everyone can survive!" They wanted Su Chen to sacrifice Qingque. "Aren't there still two people in the carriage?" "It's useless anyway." "Why don't you offer sacrifices?" Su Chen was poking the campfire with a branch. He responded calmly without even raising his head. "伱!" "Do you know who is in the carriage?" "That's Concubine Mu, the mother of the traitor Jie, and the little prince that His Majesty loves the most! They are the masters, and you are just a slave eunuch..." The only remaining red robe was so angry that it was about to break. If Sikong hadn't held him back, he would have rolled up his sleeves and attacked Su Chen. "Master Xu, let me try, maybe I can subdue it..." Greenbird, eager to try. With her strength, she naturally couldn't see the horror of this yellow-skinned demon. She was a rookie and had little experience, so she thought it was just a second or third grade demon. It's impossible to encounter a full-level monster as soon as you go out. Su Chen held her back. Stand up.
Looked at the yellow-skinned old immortal. "Say it again, asking for a title." Judging from the situation, this Xu Zhanzhu actually wanted to be the third sacrifice himself, which made Sikong frown and the man in red robe sneered. "Ridiculous." "What do you think you're facing?" "This is a great demon from the legend!" See this. In the ruined temple. The evil spirits were almost scared to death. They waved their hands repeatedly, trying to remind the yellow-skinned old immortal not to have a conflict with this person. The yellow-skinned old immortal was over 200 years old. Although he was an evil spirit, he was enlightened by an immortal when he was young and took the path of becoming an immortal by seeking an imperial decree. He was half demon and half immortal, and he could not see the horror of the man in front of him at all. Even they had only sensed this majestic energy and blood of the sun from the mountain master. Who is the mountain master? The only high-ranking demon in the Demon Mountain Range! "Master Xu is too ignorant of his own life. He has become a eunuch, but he can't even give up a woman. It's hard for him to achieve anything great." Sikong closed his eyes, too lazy to look anymore. On the contrary. A pair of eyes popped out from the carriage. "Sir, do you think I am a demon or a fairy?" The yellow-skinned old immortal came close to Su Chen, stood still, and bowed. Its face is full of expectation. It must be immortal! Otherwise, it would not be able to obtain the title and would have to resort to mass killing. "It's over!" Inside the temple, the evil spirits were almost scared crazy. This time, for the sake of seven immortal stones, not only did they kill a ghost girl, but they also killed a big demon. How would the mountain master explain this? "Fairy!" Su Chen said. "Hahaha!" "Master Xian, I have succeeded!"
The big weasel laughed. boom! moment. An invisible suction force emerged, trying to plunder Su Chen's lifespan and feed it back to the yellow-skinned old immortal. however. This suction force is simply not enough to suck. Because Su Chen is at the highest level! Su Chen stood still like a mountain, but his eyes were dim as he felt the technique of seeking a title and ascending to immortality, and he understood something vaguely. Ever since he obtained the wordless book, the spiritual texts that carried the immortal arts, which were originally only understood, memorized, and practiced by those with spiritual roots, could now be understood by him, a practitioner in the mortal world. After the secret that concealed the immortals from the mortals was broken. As long as he can understand it, he can practice it. It is that simple, and it is similar to the practice in the human world. "This technique of seeking a title and ascending to immortality is quite interesting." Su Chen thought about it. A breath passed. Ten breaths passed. Half a cup of tea passed. There was a certain silence in the dilapidated temple. "Why...are you not dead yet?" The red robe was stunned. Sikong was shocked. "Yes." "Why aren't you dead yet?" "You've already promised me, it's time for me to suck you dry." Even this big demon, the weasel demon, was scratching his head and circling around Su Chen anxiously. Even the Grandmaster didn't dare to respond to its technique of seeking an immortal title, so why did it fail at once? It got anxious. “Three have passed.” "Great Immortal, it's time for you to leave." "Isn't this the rule set for you by the immortal who taught you this technique?" Sikong stepped forward with his head held high. He was the strongest person here, so if he didn't come forward, who would? Would he let Xu Zhangduo, a mortal with no spiritual practice, come forward? Inside the temple.
All the evil spirits breathed a sigh of relief. No fight? Great. If they really mess with this person, not to mention Mr. Huangpi, they will probably be doomed. "no!" "Again!" "You said it this time! Monster!" The yellow-skinned old immortal stared at Su Chen with a grim look. "it is good!" Su Chen nodded. It just so happened that he also wanted to take a look at the second variation of this technique of seeking a title and ascending to immortality. "Are we a demon or a fairy?" The yellow-skinned old immortal stopped greeting and looked ferocious with his cold fangs bared. "Demon!" Su Chen said. boom! moment. The black fog rolled around, and countless ferocious little weasels with bloodshot eyes swarmed out like a mountain and a sea, grinning hideously, as they headed towards Su Chen. however. These little weasels just came out and rushed towards Su Chen for a while, then they howled because of the burns. So hot! I'm about to be burned to death! Why is there a big stove in front? ! Their faces were filled with fear, and they madly dived back into the black fog, trampling countless little weasels to death. "what happened?" “I don’t quite understand…” Sikong and the man in red robe looked at each other and saw the doubt in each other's eyes. Let alone them. Even the yellow-skinned old immortal couldn't understand it. He was so anxious that he was running around and scratching his head. "What exactly happened here?" "Something went wrong with the technique of conquering the immortals?"
"Although I have only practiced half a volume and there have been problems, they have never been this serious..." It turned out that it was only half a volume that went wrong in the ceremony of seeking the title. Sikong and the other two finally felt relieved. They were so frightened when they saw this scene just now that they almost thought that this mortal at the helm of the Western Factory had suddenly turned into some terrifying existence. It turned out to be the problem of the yellow-skinned old immortal. "Yellow skin." At this time, Su Chen spoke. "What?" "Why call you grandpa?" The yellow-skinned old immortal showed a grim face and responded unhappily. Looking at this evil boy, it became murderous and had the idea of breaking the three rules and killing someone. "Now it's my turn." "You have to call me immortal!" Su Chen told the story slowly. He realized something and felt like trying something new. He looked around and saw the evil spirits kowtowing to him with pleading faces. He decided not to harm them. This time, he set his sights directly on the yellow-skinned old immortal! "what?" The yellow-skinned old immortal was almost laughing out of anger. This kid wants to ask him for a title? No. Do you know the art of asking for a title and ascending to immortality? Why do you come here to ask for a title? And you ask for it from a great demon like him? You are courting death. and also. Even if the art of seeking titles and ascending to immortality is successfully cultivated, it can only be used by those in higher positions to plunder those in lower positions. Who do you think you are! "it is good!" The yellow-skinned old immortal sneered. "My little demon, do you think I am a human or a fairy?" Su Chen did not bow either. He stared at the yellow-skinned old immortal with a faint look in his eyes and narrated slowly. The technique of seeking to be crowned as an immortal has been launched. This technique is a profound immortal technique and is not something that can be seen by ordinary people who practice mortal cultivation or those who practice qigong at a low level.
Even the weasel demon couldn't see clearly and was practicing in a daze. The only person present who could clearly see the operation of this technique was Su Chen. "Zhangzhun Xu has gone crazy." "How dare you provoke the great demon!!!" "If you want to die, don't take us with you." Sikong and the statue in red were so frightened that they drove their carriage away in panic. Big demon! Comparable to a great master on earth. not to mention. This is the most evil yellow-skinned half-immortal among the great demons! "Master Xian, I think you are a person who doesn't know how to live or die!" The yellow-skinned old immortal grew taller in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed from a giant weasel that could stand like a man into a gigantic demon three meters tall outside the ruined temple in the wind and rain. "Look, I'm going to eat you!" The weasel reached out to Su Chen in the ruined temple. Wind and rain avoid it, thunder stays away from it, flowers, trees, mountains, rocks and rivers are afraid of him, but Su Chen is not afraid of him. "I told you, I'm a fairy!" At this moment, the Qi and blood in Su Chen's body blended together, and there was a new power, just like the power to control magic in the legend. There was also an illusory magic crystal in Su Chen's body. It condensed in an instant and had a pattern of a yellow-skinned person asking for a title on it. boom! moment. The art of becoming an immortal, the first level, Immortal, is activated. "what!!!" The yellow fox, which was originally full of ferocity, suddenly became terrified, and a terrifying suction force acted on it. Absorbing its lifespan and the demon's cultivation. "The Art of Ascending to Immortality!" "This is the art of seeking a title and ascending to immortality that that master taught me. How do you know it too? Where did you learn it from? Could it be from me..." "impossible." "Without inspiration, it is impossible for anyone to learn such a profound magic directly..." The yellow-skinned old immortal was terrified. not only that. To become an immortal, one must use the high position to absorb the low position. He is a great demon, and he did not follow the rules. How could this be successful? Is there any justice?
In a flash, the yellow-skinned old immortal, who originally had shiny fur and an extremely handsome look, turned gray and looked much older. His bright golden hair was even stained with a hint of white frost, making him look more than ten years older. If it continues like this, it will be beaten to death! "Great Immortal, have mercy on me!" "I was wrong!" The yellow-skinned old immortal bowed repeatedly, wanting to kowtow and beg for mercy. The suction disappeared in an instant. It’s not that Su Chen let it go, but the illusory magic crystal in his body seemed to have reached its limit and exploded. Qi and blood also went from blending to becoming clearly separated. I can’t use the magic anymore. At this time. The big demon suddenly realized that the evil spirits in the ruined temple were behaving strangely to remind it that this guy was not to be messed with. "What the hell!" "Don't you have a mouth? Why don't you tell me, the Immortal Master!" The yellow-skinned old immortal cursed angrily, his eyes full of fear. He was frightened by Su Chen and turned around and ran, disappearing in the long rainy night. Don't run! Turtle is hungry! In the sword box, the little black jade turtle, with its four short legs, ran along, following closely behind the gigantic weasel monster. "Aren't you leaving yet?" Su Chen scanned the temple for evil spirits. moment. They woke up as if from a dream and scattered. Only seven fairy stones with azure glow were left on the ground, which were picked up by Su Chen. "Master Xu, are you very powerful?" Only Qingque realized it later and she was a little confused. "No." "Master Xu is indeed an ordinary eunuch." "you forgot." "We can also practice a little bit." "It's just that the few ordinary eunuchs in the temple just now were too weak. Even the weasel was just a small demon."
Su Chen rubbed Qingque's little head and said so. "So that's it." Qingque suddenly realized. No wonder she felt that this weasel monster, although it looked mighty, was actually useless and was scared away for no apparent reason. It turns out to be just a little demon, not very powerful. and also. Those eunuchs looked very powerful and they escorted the empress and princes in the palace, but it turned out that they were just ordinary weak eunuchs. Three are of the first rank, one is at the peak, four are “ordinary eunuchs” who stand at the pinnacle of cultivation in the world, and there is also a little demon at the “big demon” level. There are not many people in the world who can be called that, but Su Chen, the Wind and Snow Sword Immortal, is definitely one of them. "Are you asking for the Immortal Ascension Technique?" Su Chen spread out his palm and looked at the black round bead. He could vaguely see a little weasel inside. This is the first change. The immortal plundered the lifespan of the old yellow-skinned immortal and the cultivation of the demon. It looks like... It's a bit like the Four Sacred Orbs. The wind and rain gradually subsided. Su Chen held an umbrella, led Qingque, got on the carriage, and was about to set off again. "This is……" Su Chen stopped in front of the ruined temple and picked up some black soil. His eyes were a little cold. This black soil was brought by the old yellow-skinned immortal. It is cold, damp, and has a negative energy that normal soil would not have. Only the imperial tomb has it. To be precise. This is the soil from the Dayu Imperial Mausoleum. "The Yellow-skinned Immortal went to dig up the Great Yu Emperor's Mausoleum? Was this its own will, or was it the will of the Demon Mountain?" "Next time I see this weasel demon, I'll have to ask him some questions." just. Su Chen didn't know that he had no chance. Ten miles away. "Where did you come from, little bastard, to dare to block your Immortal Master's path?"
"roll!" The weasel demon was furious, and tried to kick away the palm-sized black jade turtle that had appeared out of nowhere. boom! The black jade little turtle swelled up in the wind, revealing its ferocious appearance. It swallowed the yellow-skinned old immortal in one gulp with its huge turtle mouth. "You are... the mountain..." The yellow-skinned old immortal was so frightened by the appearance of the giant turtle that he opened his mouth to shout. Blood splattered everywhere! The big demon is dead! belch! The little turtle turned back into a black jade turtle, burped, nodded with satisfaction, tilted its neck, and lazily hurried towards the ruined temple. full. The big demon is still delicious. a long time. In the wind and rain. The little turtle looked at the empty and messy temple. Woohoo~ Turtle hasn't gotten on the bus yet! How could I forget about the little turtle again? The little turtle became anxious. The four short legs ran around, sniffing here and there, and then trotted after it in the direction of Jinjiang River. far away. Towards the Imperial Mausoleum. After the little turtle left, the first-class demons who came to support fell silent. "Did you see that evil turtle just now?" "This looks..." "Why... a bit like the mountain master?" "Could it be the egg that the mountain master was looking for when he dug deep into the imperial mausoleum?" Regarding the Huangpi’s demand for a title and competition, it is actually normal. The confrontation between the two sides is a means of transcending human practice. One needs to open his Dharma eyes, have spiritual roots, and be a top-level Qi-cultivating immortal to be able to see it. Inside the temple. They were all a group of people practicing in the human world, so naturally they could not see the undercurrents of the fight between the two sides. Seeking for a title and ascending to immortality, this immortal art is very powerful, far surpassing the immortal stage of Qi training.
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