What Liu Hou threw out was eight brocade talismans with immobilization spells on them.
At this point, he has used up all the golden talismans that Uncle Kang gave him.
But this golden talisman can only immobilize the bronze-armored corpse for a second or two.
The strong wind around him stopped, and the eyes of the frozen bronze-armored corpse were extinguished, as if he had fallen asleep.
Liu Hou didn't dare to waste a second.
The bronze-armored corpse is very close at hand.
Liu Hou picked up his sword and used all his strength to stab the bronze armored corpse in the throat.
Only a crash was heard.
The light of the sword strung together a stream of fire.
Liu Hou's tiger head was so shaken that it hurt.
It is indeed a corpse in bronze armor, with rough skin and thick flesh, as hard as wearing bronze armor.
Liu Hou originally had a sense of luck, thinking that he could take the opportunity to pierce the bronze armored corpse's throat with his sword and eliminate the vicious breath from its throat.
Pity.
The copper wire that flew out from his left hand was entangled with Zhenren Lieyang's head. Liu Hou pulled back his hand and snatched the head from the bronze-armored corpse.
He caught it in his own hands.
Then, without stopping for a moment, he immediately flew back.
As he retreated, he said: "Everyone from Taiyi Sect, form an formation and form the Dragon Sect Demon Slayer Sword Formation."
Nian Ri waited for the order, his figure fluttering like a butterfly, holding the peach wood sword in his hand and flying down, surrounding the bronze armored corpse in the center.
In a second and a half, the eight golden talismans floating in the air all turned black, burned into ashes, and fluttered down.
It turned out that the bronze-armored corpse could no longer be restrained.
The evil fire in the bronze-armored corpse's eyes suddenly lit up again.
Six people in Nianri held a sword formation, their Taoist robes were fluttering, and their swords were whistling.
Crackling.
Strings of sparks shot out from the bronze-armored corpse, but they failed to leave any scratches.
After the bronze-armored corpse howled, he opened his claws and clawed at Uncle Nianfeng.
The power of the sword array formed by the complete Dragon Gate Demon-Destroying Sword Technique cannot be underestimated.
Uncle Nianfeng was really like the wind floating on the Yangtze River, flying away and bypassing the fatal grasp.
"Dad, dad, head."
Only then did the bronze-armored corpse realize that Master Lieyang's head had been taken away. He couldn't help but became furious and chased Liu Hou.
"Protect Abbot Liu Hou."
Nianri shouted loudly, and the sword array rotated, using all his strength to trap the bronze-armored corpse.
Everyone knew in their hearts that although they didn't know what Liu Hou wanted to do, the hope of survival could only fall on him.
Liu Hou has endless tricks, maybe he can really find a way to survive in this desperate situation.
Otherwise, Taiyi Sect will definitely be on the top of Jiuchi Mountain.
Liu Hou grabbed Master Lieyang's head, closed his eyes slightly, and got rid of all distracting thoughts.
He ordered in his heart: "Book of Heaven, deduce the memory of Master Lieyang."
The Book of Heaven sucked the Dao Fire from Liu Hou's body, and Liu Hou quickly threw a piece of essence into his mouth.
This essence was quickly turned into nothing.
But at any rate, the Book of Heaven was finally opened.
On the pages of the book, each stroke is like a brush painting.
In a daze, Liu Hou entered the painting again.
This time, what he saw was the memory of Master Lieyang.
My name is Mu Hao, I am 30 years old this year.
He is just an ordinary second-generation disciple of Beiyang Clan.
After finally exhausting all his resources, he was promoted to the sixth level of Red Fire and became an official Huangguan Taoist priest.
I'm not willing to give in, but there's nothing I can do about it.
Compared with my fellow disciples who are extremely talented, I am indeed average.
However, it seems that I encountered a good opportunity today.
Yesterday, during the New Year, I went to climb a wild mountain.
I came across a ruined temple on the mountain. The image of the Taoist ancestors and gods in the temple was vague, and it did not look like the Sanqing worshiped in ordinary temples.
As a member of the Taoist sect, I don’t even recognize some of the statues.
But now that we are here, we are here.
I took the incense.
Worship.
I wish that I can cultivate to the seventh level of red fire as soon as possible.
As for real people, I can't even think about it.
When I was going down the mountain, an old Taoist stopped me. He said he was destined to me and asked me to have a drink with him.
I happily agreed.
Just looking at this landscape, we drank wine and ate meat, which was a great pleasure.
I was drunk, and when I woke up again, the black-robed old Taoist had already left gracefully, leaving only an ancient book, whose pages were blown open by You Zi in the wind...
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My name is Mu Hao, I am 40 years old this year.
Today is the day when I ascend to Beiyang Gate to become the abbot.
Looking at the many disciples in front of Sanqing Hall, I feel very proud.
Ever since I got the ancient book left by the old Taoist in black robe, my realm has improved rapidly.
The seventh level of red fire, the eighth level of red fire, break through the real person.
Ascend to second level orange fire.
It was a smooth ride all the way.
In 10 years, he went from a poor second-generation disciple to an abbot of a sect.
In the entire Beiyangmen, I have no one before me, and I am afraid there will be no one after me.
Although you are the abbot, I still have something on my mind.
I have spent more than forty years in vain, and I have countless concubines. I will try my best to coax or force any female disciple I like in the Beiyang Sect.
Pulled onto my bed.
But after so many years, no daughter has given birth to an heir for me.
How can this be done?
My Mu family is the third generation of a single family, and the foundation of Beiyang Clan needs to be inherited by my descendants.
As a team leader, I even went to the hospital for a check-up.
But no problem was found.
I know it may be related to that ancient book.
The Taoism and Dharma in that ancient book are all evil and are inconsistent with heaven and earth.
But so what, it has made great contributions to me, cultivating me into a second-class orange fire master. It has also made Beiyang Sect more powerful than ever before.
Even the sect leader Zhengyang Sect, who had never even looked at Beiyang Gate in the past, sent people to express their goodwill and restored contact.
I, Mu Hao, should be content.
But, after all, I still want an heir...
So I set foot on that wild mountain ten years ago and found the deserted temple.
It’s also about worshiping and burning incense.
On the way down the mountain, I met the old Taoist priest in black robe again.
Ten years have passed and the old Taoist priest has not changed at all. He still treats me to wine and meat.
I agreed.
Halfway through the drink, I told the old Taoist priest in black robes what was worrying me.
The old Taoist priest laughed loudly: "It's not difficult for you to have heirs."
I was overjoyed, bowed to my disciples repeatedly, and asked questions.
The old Taoist priest asked me to do a few things.
He said that the reason why I cultivated so quickly was not entirely because of the ancient book I left behind. As early as ten years ago, he planted a magical insect in my body.
Three corpse insects.
I don't panic because I have made some guesses in the past ten years.
The old Taoist priest also said that it was the three corpse worms in my body that prevented me from giving birth to an heir.
If you want to have an heir, you need to do three things for him...
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My name is Mu Hao, I am 43 years old.
The sound of crying came from the abbot's room at Beiyang Gate.
I, Mu Hao, finally have a son.
I gave him a name, Mu Ba.
It means traveling thousands of miles and dominating one side.
Let me, Beiyang Gate, unify Spring City for thousands of years.
According to the old Taoist's request, I planted the three corpse insects into the bodies of important disciples to control them.
These three corpse insects are really useful, and all my brothers have improved their cultivation level.
There will be no more resistance.
Beiyang Gate is unprecedentedly powerful, and even Taiyi Gate was suppressed by me.
I killed several disciples with my own hands and set up a Heavenly Wet Formation on the top of Jiuchi Mountain to refine bronze armored corpses.
It's a pity that out of ten corpses, only one was refined.
Well, these nine corpses were not wasted. I refined them into white-haired corpses.
The old Taoist said that in order to refine a complete bronze armored corpse, one of the items from the Taiyi Sect must be taken away.
That thing is important.
With that thing, the bronze armored corpse will have consciousness and listen to the refiner's command.
Just thirty years, just a blink of an eye...
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Liu Hou looked at the memory of Master Lieyang all the way. His memory seemed to have been sealed, one fragment after another, incomplete.
The more he looked, the more frightened he became.
Unexpectedly, the black-robed old Taoist who had appeared in many recent incidents appeared again.
It also appeared in the memory of the abbot of Beiyangmen, Master Lieyang.
The crisis in Taiyi Sect was all caused by the black-robed Taoist. Even the abbot of Beiyang Sect was bewitched by him.
What kind of organization is this black-robed Taoist, and why does it have so many layouts?
What is their purpose?
What do you want to take from Taiyi Sect?
Those black-clothed Taoists were obviously very powerful, but they didn't force their way into Taiyi Sect to seize the thing.
Instead, they went through a lot of trouble to get it through the abbot of Beiyangmen. Why is this?
Liu Hou was puzzled, so he prepared to continue watching the memory in detail.
Just when he was about to see the recent memories of Master Lieyang, the scene suddenly changed and he came to the top of Jiuchi Mountain again.
I saw Master Lieyang standing on the top of the mountain, looking eagerly at the road on the mountain.
Not long after, a black-robed Taoist came up.
Master Lieyang actually knelt down, kowtowed, and performed discipleship rituals.
He seemed to have great respect for the black-robed Taoist.
Liu Hou frowned, trying hard to see the black-robed Taoist's face clearly.
But in the end it was not clear.
Just when Liu Hou wanted to see what the black-robed Taoist was doing at Beiyang Gate, suddenly, the screen stopped.
Master Lieyang remained in a kneeling posture, motionless.
The wind also stopped, and the leaves stagnated in the air.
Suddenly, the black-robed Taoist with his back turned around.
Chapter completed!