Feng Xianzi saw clearly through the Taiyin Magic Mirror in the gourd. Seeing that the Changming Sect had even pried away the last piece of foundation by Qian Chen, he sighed inwardly: "Why do you think you are provoking him?"
"That fellow Taoist Qian is probably the most unrestrained person in the Taoist sect. Although our two sects have produced three soul ancestors, compared to the Taoist sect, they are still just small sects. Why should they get involved in the various entanglements of the Dragon Palace Taoist sect?"
"The sect that the ancestors passed down to thousands of years has been dispersed!"
Feng Xianzi used the Taiyin Magic Mirror to manifest his soul body and first summoned a few old people from Qiongshuo Sect to find out all the things over the years.
These disciples still thought they had moved into some "cave world". They were quite surprised to see Feng Xianzi. They went up to greet them and said a few words. Feng Xian couldn't bear to tell them that these people were put into Qian Chen's magic weapon, and they would never be able to do anything to their own life and death from now on.
I heard that in addition to many of the former clans who saw that there was no hope of restoration and went with the trend to Changming, only a few of them stayed and adhered to the Taoist ruling with the young sect leader Han Concubine.
Under the care of the Supreme Elder of Changming, Nangong Jing, he could also endure it.
Feng Xianzi is a kind man. He heard that the former disciples of Qiongfeng were also taken care of by Nangong Jing. Looking at Nangong Jing who stood in the void and observed the various details of the cave heaven in the gourd, he felt even more and more unbearable.
There was also a worried question from Qiongshu disciple: How would the young sect leader get back after Changming moved?
"I'm afraid there is no need for her to come to find you, and you will be taken back to find her!" Feng Xianzi said angrily.
He flew up and came to Nangong Jing and shouted: "Elder Nangong!"
Nangong Jing glanced at him without paying attention to it, and said casually: "You are that... that Feng Xianzi? But after being caught by the people of this sect, only the soul body is still pitiful... Alas! You Qiong is too stubborn. The two veins are originally one, and now they merge to the only one. Isn't it beautiful to revive the ancestor's lord? Why do you have to make such a fuss?"
"I'll go to the door to ask for a Xuanyin Soul Condensing Pill, and try to send you reincarnation to a good family!"
Feng Xianzi felt more and more pitiful when he heard his crazy words, and said to himself: "Although I only have the soul body, I already have the reincarnation fetus prepared by fellow rich Taoist for me."
"This person, I don't know that he was being beaten up all over his family! He is still holding his fantasy here... It's so pitiful!"
He looked at the real person with a messy beard and hair for a while, and finally couldn't bear to speak out the cruel fact.
It was not until Qian Chen led Hong Xuesheng with a dead face, and Elder Nangong looked back at them, and then said to Hong Xuesheng: "It is true that you can talk about the method of the Hutian of Master Qiongming. The restriction of this magic weapon is quite mysterious. It can really open up such a large small world of the Immortal Vine Gourd, and it can be called a cave heaven!"
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"Oh! Before the ancestor ascended, he also had some intentions everywhere! You said that I broke up with Qiongshu because the place was not enough to practice..."
"If I had comprehended the ancestor's intention early, and the several ancestors worked together to cultivate the immortal vine gourd and refined it into a cave, wouldn't it have a huge foundation? Why worry about not having enough to accommodate disciples?"
"For thousands of years, maybe I will have the opportunity to refine this treasure into a spiritual treasure, and truly open up a movable cave! In this way, my Qiongming lineage has long been flourishing, so why should I rely on the breath of the Dragon Palace, or have not yet become a third-rate portal?"
Qian Chen glanced at his moving cave heaven and felt unhappy, and said to himself: "What is Qiongming's cave heaven? Now is Qian's cave heaven!"
But he just said lightly: "I'm afraid this is even more powerful..."
Nangong Jing turned around and stared at him. The old fierce and fierce old fierce, ugly and cute stared at him and said, "Why, do you think what I said is wrong?"
"There are not many treasures left by Master Qiongming, and the overseas practice world is extremely dangerous. You must join forces. In this way, you have all split into two veins! If you have such a foundation of Taoism, and carry the treasures of the sect with you, one person is the one sect, those personal disciples will not be able to shoot out the dog's brain?"
Nangong Zhenren nodded subconsciously and said, "What he said is... no, who do you think is the dog's brain?"
He blew his beard and stared at him, "That's my ancestor Changming!"
"So you also think that Changliu Real People will bother with each other to fight with the brothers and make their brains come out, right?" Qian Chen complained.
At this time, Nangong Zhenren realized something was wrong. Hong Xuesheng, who had always been arrogant, was now closely following Qian Chen like a junior. He couldn't help but frown slightly and said, "President Hong, why are you so timid? Who is he?"
"Why did some Penglai's true message come again? You can be so flattering!"
Hong Xuesheng didn't say a word. Now he was plotted by Qian Chen, his soul was controlled, and he was refined by Tai Chi gourd. He was like a puppet and could not help himself in every move. Even the thoughts that arose were not his own. How could he still answer Nangong Zhenren's question?
Feng Xianzi also saw Hong Xuesheng's current state and couldn't bear it. He just sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist Qian! Although Hong Xuesheng did a wrong way and did many evil things, he would give him a pleasure..."
"Subordinately, it is not like the righteous ones who enslave the monks in this way!"
Qian Chen said without hesitation: "Now that he has entered Penglai, he still needs to rely on his identity. When Penglai is expelled, I will personally send him to Jiuyou!"
Nangong Jing felt a little nervous when he said this. After carefully examining Hong Xuesheng for a long time, he said furiously: "Who dares to refine my Changming leader into a puppet with evil methods? Where is Xia Zhenyan?"
Only then did he realize something was wrong. Countless colorful lights and gold scattered in his sleeves, and a circle of divine lights spread out around him. He was extremely noble and reflected his old man and had some divine power.
At this time, Nangong Jing had already called the Yang God. A consciousness god like a baby came out from behind his head, soaring inch by inch, and several magical powers turned into Yang Fire, Flying Thunder and other strange phenomena, which were born with the Yang God Dharma body.
In an instant, an incredible divine power was already displayed.
"Fellow Daoist shows mercy!" Feng Xianzi looked anxious and hurriedly stopped him.
Nangong Jing is very pedantic and drowsy on weekdays, but at this time his master changed again, and the critical Taoist ruling showed his decisiveness. But he didn't know that Feng Xianzi's words were not what he said to him, but begging Qian Chen.
The two fairylands with the transformation of vitality were instantly empty and real!
Taking the Yin number as the family, the disciples of Changming have loaded the entire spiritual island of the sect to penetrate the real space, and the virtual and the real are created together, thus becoming Tai Chi.
This Tai Chi diagram rolled towards Nangong Jing's magic body, and then transformed into all kinds of terrifying visions and magic powers on it, and easily suppressed it. If Qian Chen had not left a thread, he would have returned the Tai Chi gourd to chaos and refining him, it would have been a matter of only one thought.
The idea of ​​the Tai Chi gourd magic weapon restraint is because Qian Chen suppressed the transformation of gods several times. It is easy to suppress the monks at this level, but it is very difficult to completely kill them. Previously, the Zangshan Zhenren and Huofa Zhenren had such a reason, so that they could escape from Qian Chen's hands.
Therefore, Qian Chen sacrificed the magic weapon that could be completely refined once suppressed.
It means to cut off the weeds and roots. Once a certain god is suppressed in the future, you just need to ingest it in the gourd and shake it and there is no help at all. It is very vicious.
Nangong Jing's soul was forbidden. When he saw Qian Chen calling out the immortal vine gourd, he suddenly said: "This gourd is your magic weapon! Feng Xianzi, you actually colluded with others and secretly wrote down the ancestor ** to help outsiders harm their fellow disciples!"
Feng Xianzi was slightly ashamed, but Qian Chen sneered: "When you are a disciple, you are the minions of the Dragon Palace and harming Qiongshu, why didn't you think you would be together?"
"And is the magical power of the Sun and Moon in the pot very amazing?" Qian Chen raised his chin slightly and asked, "Since it is the secret method in your sect, why don't you?"
Nangong Zhenren was immediately angry and said coldly: "The ancestor Qiongming of this sect became famous overseas with this magical power. Who doesn't know?"
"So you knew that your ancestor was Qiongming... I thought you had long become lackeys under the Dragon Palace!"
Qian Chen raised his hand and took Xia Zhenyan's remnant soul and shouted: "When will you surrender to the Dragon Palace? Many people in this Changming Sect join the Dragon Palace and are willing to be dogs for the Dragon Clan? Tell them one by one..."
Xia Zhenyan said in a daze: "The Xia clan had secretly defected to the Dragon Clan when the ancestor Changliu was still there. It has penetrated deeply for thousands of years. Even I was helped by the Dragon Clan to achieve my soul. A foreign monk like me, like the Aquarius, has a trace of soul placed on the Four Seas Mirror. Not only can I be monitored at any time, but the Dragon King can also curse me if he activates the treasure mirror..."
Then he mentioned a few more names, most of whom were monks in the Nascent Soul stage and leaders of major families in the Changming Sect.
Then he added: "As far as I know, most of the cultivation families in the Changming Sect have joined the Dragon Clan, but they are the master and disciple lineage. Because there are old guy Nangong Jing who is in charge, there are still some people who have not been able to recruit."
"But this old guy is very confused. Over the years, most of his master and disciple lineage have gradually been eroded. However, it is not the move from the Dragon Palace, but the power of Penglai."
"The current head teacher Hong Xuesheng is a descendant of the Hong family. Only after he joined Penglai, he was able to teach the method of the soul. Otherwise, how could he, a descendant of the soul achieve the soul?"
Xia Zhenyan told the dirty things that Changming had done under the control of him and Hong Xuesheng, and Hong Xuesheng added next to him. Nangong Jing, who was imprisoned by Qian Chen, became even colder and colder. In the end, he was almost embarrassed and angry. Even the last trace of anger was pulled away, leaving only a body that had lived for thousands of years, exhaled there.
Feng Xianzi looked at Nangong Jing's eyes and murmured in a low voice: "I'm sorry to the ancestor, I'm sorry to the master!"
I also wrote a miserable word for him in my heart...
After Qian Chen listened to the two of them, he pulled the Tai Chi diagram and took the people confessed by Xia Zhenyan and Hong Xuesheng. Then he was shocked and turned these people into ashes, returning to the vitality to sacrifice and refining the Tai Chi gourd.
At this time, all the deacons, elders, and cultivators above the Changming Sect died. However, those disciples who had weak cultivation and had just built foundations did not suffer much loss.
Feng Xianzi felt numb when he saw Qian Chen so hard, and said to himself: What a evil star!
Chapter completed!