The huge bronze cauldron stood openly on the altar, and the real secret of longevity was cast on the inside of the cauldron. However, neither Lu Shiba nor anyone in the family thought of checking it out personally. They were so close to the treasure without knowing it.

, is really a wonderful irony. The harder they work to study that fake exercise, the more serious the backlash they will suffer in the future.

You must know that the internal alchemy elixir will also produce erysipelas, that is, impurities will precipitate out of the internal organs after being tempered by the fire of yin and yang. The erysipelas contains fire properties and must be excreted from the body in time, otherwise it will corrode the internal organs over time, eventually burning the heart and causing the practitioner to transform.

For a ball of ashes.

The secret technique of immortality is an act that defies heaven and kills every step of the way. It is the most difficult and dangerous way to practice Taoism in the world. Over the past thousands of years, only a handful of people have achieved immortality. Even though there are countless geniuses and heroes in the Taoist sect, it is impossible to pass it on.

There are very few people who have fully understood the secret of immortality, and the vast majority of people died on the road of practice, disappearing silently like the clouds in the mountains.

Fu Jingtao moved his body carefully, looking for hidden mechanisms at the foot of the statue. Jin Xuanzi and others took advantage of their authority to secretly dig a secret passage, so it shouldn't be too complicated. After groping for a while, he found a bulge on the heel of the statue.

I tried to press the stone bricks that had risen, and the stone bricks caved in. However, I heard the clicking of the underground hinge rollers, and a gap slowly opened in the ground in front of the statue.

The sound of the hinge pulling was sudden and harsh, breaking the calm.

"who is it?!"

Fu Jingtao groaned secretly, and his palms broke out in cold sweat.

Lu Shiba and the other elders looked at each other. The Tai Chi Secret of Immortality is so precious. How could a third party be allowed to covet it? If the secret of the Secret of Immortality were leaked and everyone knew about it, wouldn’t it be a big trouble? No matter who is peeping, they will be silenced.

No!

Whoosh! An old man with white beard and white eyebrows raised his knife and flew towards the statue with murderous intent.

Knock! Due to the lack of lubrication over the years, the hinge is very difficult to pull, and the baffle at the entrance to the secret passage moves inch by inch, which is really anxious.

Seeing the old man approaching, Fu Jingtao sighed helplessly and drew his sword in his hand to be on guard.

The white-bearded old man saw the cracked hole in the ground and said with a smile: "Kid, are you trying to imitate a mouse digging a hole to escape?" As he spoke, he waved his arm, and the light of the sword rolled like white waves, and the cold and sharp sword energy struck him in the face.

It’s the Bai family’s secret method of dividing water and splitting waves!

Fu Jingtao himself once tried to figure out how to practice the water-splitting wave knife, and roughly understood the context of the sword technique, but now he was wrapped in the cold knife intention, and his eyes were filled with white flowers. How could he distinguish the turning changes of the Qing Dao technique? Qing Zhi met.

The top master of swordsmanship in the martial arts world exploded with energy and blood skills, and suddenly flew sideways, and the long sword danced around the body, creating a sword curtain.

Dang, Dang, Dang! The swords touched each other, and sparks flew everywhere. The white-bearded old man struck with no results, raised his long white eyebrows in surprise, and said in a deep voice: "You little devil, do you know my Bai family's sword skills? How do you use my body and footwork?"

Does it smell familiar?"

Fu Jingtao's thoughts moved slightly, and he exuded a cruel and bloody demonic aura. His temperament was completely different. He shouted coldly: "Old ghost, did you take the wrong medicine? Why did you suddenly attack me?"

The white-bearded old man cursed angrily: "How old are you? How dare you call yourself 'Master' in front of me?! You arrogant and ignorant fool!" While cursing, he stepped forward and bullied him, slashing three times in a row, each one more powerful than the last.

The violent, shining sword light vows to split the space.

These three swords in a series were extremely powerful, and each sword revealed the determination to cut through mountains and rivers. If Fu Jingtao had to block it with his current level of cultivation, the long sword would definitely break inch by inch, and he would vomit blood and be injured on the spot.

Fu Jingtao didn't wait for the blade to strike, and immediately swept back to avoid the enemy's sharp edge. He expected that his opponent was old and frail and would be unable to maintain a high-intensity offensive.

The white-bearded old man's sword was in vain, and he had nowhere to show off his peerless martial arts. He was ashamed and depressed, and hated the slippery little devil with itching teeth. Fortunately, there was no one watching the fight, otherwise he would be like this

Where to put his old face? He shouted sternly: "Stop, don't run away!"

Fu Jingtao sneered: "Stop saying stupid things! If you have the ability to catch up with me!"

The white-bearded old man turned livid with anger, and chased him with chops. The sword energy came and went in all directions. The innocent warrior statue staggered here and there, and countless stone powder was thrown into the air. Fu Jingtao walked away as soon as he touched it, and never let his movement stagnate.

, which really brings Qinggong to its extreme.

The two men chased each other, and their swords clashed with each other. Although the white-bearded old man was very angry, time was not forgiving, and soon he was sweating from behind, and he had to stop and support his waist to rest.

Fu Jingtao laughed and said: "Old guy, you want to fight with me? No way!" As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness hit him, making his spirit shiver, and he immediately retreated.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a dark shadow flashing across his face, and a flash of cold lightning flashed across his face.

The shadow of death hangs like a lead cloud.

Fu Jingtao had no time to think, and the long sword struck the void beside him purely based on instinct.

when!

Fu Jingtao's arm shook violently, and the stainless steel sword instantly shattered. His eyes were blurred, and his heart had been stabbed hard by the enemy's sword. His protective soft armor was dented, and he flew backwards uncontrollably. His throat was filled with sweetness.

, wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out, full of horror!

The sneak attacker was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, with shaggy beard and messy hair, and a pair of cold eyes with a faint green light. It was unclear what he looked like. After he knocked Fu Jingtao away with his sword, he turned around to face the attacker without hesitation.

The old man with a white beard draws out his sword and pounces quickly!

"Bold maniac!" the white-bearded old man yelled with astonishment. He swung his sword in half a beat, and the space in front of him was instantly filled with waves of white swords. He adopted a strategy of attacking instead of defending.

The Taoist refused to retreat in the face of the fierce wave of swords. The light of his sword was like a thunderbolt, and he and his sword suddenly hit him.

Dang! The metal and iron shook violently, and sparks flew. The long sword broke through the force of the knife, drove straight in, and cut off a section of the arm at shoulder level!

"Ah——!" The white-bearded old man screamed in agony, the sword light was like a white snake, his pale head flew into the sky, and blood spurted out from the broken neck. In just one moment of meeting each other, the Bai family ancestor's body was separated, and he said

Who would believe it if I went out?

Blood rained down one after another, and the Taoist made a strange laughter from his chest and abdomen. He turned his head to the sky and opened his mouth, sticking out a long and disgusting tongue, actively swallowing the blood.

Fu Jingtao fell down and stared blankly at this terrifying and strange scene. His scalp was numb. He wanted to run away as far as he could. Don't fall into the opponent's hands! If he had predicted it correctly, this person would be a non-human being.

The zombie monster is the Qingjingzi who secretly practiced zombie secrets in the past and sought an alternative form of immortality!

At that time, civil strife broke out among the seven Immortal Sons because they could not refine the Golden Elixir of Immortality. Wujizi went crazy and was killed, Yin Yangzi blew up his inner elixir and died. Jin Xuanzi and other four people escaped through a secret tunnel. Only Qingjingzi was still hiding in the underground palace! Qingjingzi was still hiding in the underground palace!

Zi studied the secrets of zombies and tried to seize the inner elixir of Yin Yang Zi in order to escape death. As a result, he was beaten and injured by everyone, and he has been hiding since then and his whereabouts are unknown.

After more than two hundred years of slumber, Qingjingzi finally recovered and woke up. It followed the imprint deep in its memory and came here. It regarded Fu Jingtao and others as intruders. It just wanted to kill as much as it wanted, and then enjoy the blood and Yang Qi.

Moisturize.

This is a nightmare-level existence.
Chapter completed!