Lao Sun was confused. His eyes widened and his lips trembled as he pointed at the old man in front of him, unable to say a word. The appearance of this old man shocked him even more than the demon sage in front of him. "What's wrong with 'Senior' Sun? We haven't seen him for a while and now he doesn't remember?" Uncle Fu looked at Lao Sun with a smile and said jokingly. "Are you a great sage?" Lao Sun felt a little dizzy. He always thought that Uncle Fu was just an ordinary person! When Uncle Fu came to Xiaoxian Sect, he was the one who brought him there. And didn’t Uncle Fu catch the cold? Can this great sage be exposed to wind and cold?
Thinking of how not long ago on the road, he smiled and told Uncle Fu to call him senior, not both big and small. But now, seeing the great sage's aura next to him, whose aura was as deep as the ocean, even more tyrannical than Demon Lin, Lao Sun was completely stunned. Hearing the word "Senior" called by Uncle Fu, his face turned red. "Senior, don't blame me. I...I really didn't know you were a great sage." Lao Sun said without tears. Although both the saint and the great saint have the same word as saint, there is still a big gap between them and the level of saint king! The Great Sage, apart from the Quasi-Emperor, is almost the pinnacle of existence in the world. "Hahaha, it's okay, it's just a name." Seeing Lao Sun's appearance, Uncle Fu's smile grew wider. These days, Lao Sun often talks to him about his predecessors' records, and even wants to teach him how to practice. "Senior, you are here" Old Sun opened his mouth and said with a wry smile: "With such an identity, why would you pretend to be a mortal?" As he said that, he suddenly looked stunned, looked in the direction of Su Changqing, and took a breath of cold air. "Could it be." If the great sage can dress up as a mortal protector, then even with his feet, he can tell that Su Changqing's identity is extraordinary! "Master, you really found an 'inconspicuous' small mountain peak." Lao Sun couldn't help but admire Wu Yong's vision. On a small mountain peak, there is hidden a wounded quasi-emperor, a mortal saint, and a peerless evildoer who came out of the village! This is not a small mountain, this is a fairy mountain!
"That's wrong" "Young Master Su can have a great saint protecting him, how come he is from the village?" "What kind of village does it have to be to invite the Great Sage? Could it be?" Lao Sun seemed to have discovered some truth, his eyes sparkled with the excitement of gossip. "Okay, if you continue to guess, that guy will run away." Fu Bo smiled and pointed at Mo Yan who had just left, "Go and stop that one." "I'm going to kill this." With that said, Uncle Fu strode towards Mo Lin who was trying to escape secretly. "Senior, where is my young master and his friends?" Lao Sun shouted hurriedly, but before he could finish speaking, Uncle Fu's voice came from afar. "Let Chang Qing and the others go to Qingshan Village by themselves. The Su family will secretly escort them." "There will be a big battle soon, you stay to help." Lao Sun nodded when he heard this, turned around and left. He didn't ask why there was a war, because it was almost inevitable. If the Demon Sect does not want to lose a great sage and saint, someone will definitely come to rescue him. The reason why the Su family arrived so late was because they had set up dragnets in all directions! … Next to the blood pool. The confrontation between the Demon Sect and the Su family was unknown to those present. Wu Yong and Xuan Qingzi stood aside to help Su Changqing protect the law. When half an hour passed, wisps of pure demonic energy suddenly emerged from Su Changqing's body. The stone tablet at the bottom of the blood pool hummed softly, and the Tao pattern engraved in its center glowed faintly. "Why." When Wu Yong saw this, he couldn't help but sigh in envy, "I have never seen such a terrifying talent of senior brother. I consider myself to be a genius in formation, but I can compare with senior brother." As he spoke, he shook his head and said: "As far as I know, senior brother has already practiced martial arts, Buddhism, and magic." "Three fellow practitioners can still take care of each of them and are proficient in them all. I wonder if senior brother will practice other ways in the future." Xuan Qingzi, who was standing next to him, smiled when he heard this, looked at Su Changqing and said softly: "Your senior brother's abilities are more than what you see."
"At the very least, his swordsmanship and medical skills are not inferior to any Taoism he has learned." Wu Yong was shocked when he heard this, "Senior brother, can you still use a sword?" "certainly." Thinking of the Emperor Pattern that he was lucky enough to see once, Xuan Qingzi sighed: "That is a terrifying inheritance that can lead to the leader of swordsmanship." When Wu Yong heard this, his scalp felt a little numb. There seemed to be countless treasures hidden in Su Changqing's body, which were gradually revealed as he continued to practice. "Oh right." Xuan Qingzi seemed to have remembered something, "Changqing also studied for two years." "The only thing he teaches now is Confucianism and Taoism." When Wu Yong heard this, he opened his mouth and became somewhat doubtful about life. Senior brother has even studied Confucianism and Taoism, and he studied it for two years! With Su Changqing's terrifying understanding, what state had Confucianism and Taoism achieved in two years? "That is to say." Wu Yong swallowed his saliva, looked at Su Changqing and murmured in confusion: "Senior brother, what is strongest is not martial arts, but Confucianism?" Xuan Qingzi shrugged upon hearing this, "Who knows, I also want to know the inheritance of Changqing's Confucianism and Taoism." laugh! While the two were talking, Su Changqing's body suddenly became filled with demonic energy, and extremely real figures emerged from him one by one. Those figures are all Su Changqing, and their expressions are different. At first glance, they are the same as the original figure. Buzz! At this time, some dim marks on the stone tablet trembled slightly, as if they were about to disappear at any time. "Condensation!" Su Changqing opened his eyes surrounded by black air, pinched his fingers, and the marks fell on the earth vein imprint that was about to disappear. In just a moment, the mark rose into the air like a substance, fell on Su Changqing's arm and merged into it. "This thing" Su Changqing looked at the mark on his arm with a strange look on his face. He could feel that as long as he activated it, the mark would be activated instantly, and then travel thousands of miles along the earth vein under his feet. But this thing seemed to be a one-time thing. "Changqing, is the method of offering sacrifices to the earth vein imprint recorded on the stone tablet?"
Seeing Su Changqing wake up, Xuan Qingzi asked. This method of controlling the earth vein is very magical. Once the method of offering sacrifices is mastered, it is equivalent to cutting off an arm of the Demon Cult. "No." Su Changqing shook his head and looked at the stone tablet below, "There are only a few sentences on it about the method of condensing the meridians, and there are too many incomplete ones." "The complete secret technique is a technique called the Heavenly Demon Phantom God." "It can combine the spiritual consciousness with the demonic energy to simulate a phantom body that is exactly the same as the original body." "These phantom bodies will break at the touch and have no attack power, but there is no limit on the number, so they can be fake and real." Wu Yong curled his lips when he heard this, "This stone tablet has a great origin, why is the secret technique recorded so useless?" "It's just a small piece of the complete stone tablet, do you still expect to have magical powers?" Xuan Qingzi shook his head and laughed. "This thing is still very useful." Su Changqing remembered something, his eyes slightly brightened and he said: "Not long ago, I got a sword technique called split light into shadows." "This sword technique uses the illusion of light to condense phantoms to perform tricky swordsmanship." "But if you use the phantom body of the demon god, combined with the split light phantom, to perform swordsmanship, I wonder if it will be more tricky and strange, and it will be difficult to distinguish the true from the false?" The more Su Changqing thought about it, the more possible it was, and he said softly with his eyes slightly brightened. Xuan Qingzi and Wu Yong, who were standing by, suddenly widened their eyes as they listened. "Secret fusion?" "Multiple magical powers!"