The old Taoist yawned and said, "Yes, it turns out you know me."
"But why are you here?" Zhang Jun endured the pain and asked through gritted teeth.
The old Taoist said bitterly: "That Niubi said that the author wrote indiscriminately and ruined the image of Taoist ancestors, but he blamed me. It is really unreasonable!"
Zhang Jun understood that the Taishang Laojun in front of him was not the Taoist ancestor. He was just a concrete character in the novel, and his name was "Taishang Laojun". He had no relationship with the Taoist ancestor at all. Thinking of this, he asked
: "This is the third level? There are six more levels to come?"
"Tai Shang Laojun" raised his eyelids and said: "That Niubi is really powerful. He actually made a gossip furnace. If you can survive it, the foundation of this journey will be completely solidified."
Zhang Jun's heart skipped a beat. Recently, his cultivation level has advanced by leaps and bounds. He used the power of the Chaos Cauldron when condensing the Dao Fetus, and also used the Herb Collecting Sutra and the Blood Tempering Sutra. It can be said that he has been forcibly improving all the way, and he has indeed left behind
There are many hidden dangers. It would be a good thing if the hidden dangers could be refined here.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and carried it down without saying a word.
At first, the "Tai Shang Laojun" didn't care much, but when Zhang Jun insisted on burning three sticks of incense, he widened his eyes and said, "Interesting, what kind of physique do you have? Why haven't you been burned to death?"
Zhang Jun rolled his eyes, thinking that this old guy was waiting for him to be burned to death! He immediately laughed and said: "As expected, it came from a book. I have no knowledge. I am an innate Taoist body. I can't be killed by fire or struck by thunder. You can light fire like this."
What can I do?"
The old Taoist suddenly laughed "hehe": "Do you think this is the only kind of fire?" After that, he took out a purple gourd from his body, unscrewed the lid and poured it down. Suddenly, a stream of purple flames rushed into the stove.
, the temperature doubled instantly and the power was stronger.
Zhang Jun couldn't help shouting and said angrily: "What kind of fire is this?"
"Tai Shang Laojun" grinned: "I have three kinds of fire in my body. The fire of Samadhi that burned you just now is the fire of ignorance. Now there is the fire of ignorance. Next, there is the fire of Zhoutian Dao. You can enjoy it slowly."
It has to be said that Zhang Jun's innate Taoist body was very powerful. He managed to survive. Although he was burned out of his human shape and weakened, he still managed to survive. None of the three flames could burn him to death.
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He was lying upright on the ground like that. "Tai Shang Laojun" was gone, and the Bagua furnace was also gone. He felt that his physical strength was seriously exhausted and he needed to replenish some energy. So he took out a handful of Yuanyuan Shen Dan and took one sip.
After swallowing the magical elixir, it immediately turned into a billowing of divine power, allowing him to gradually regain his energy.
"We've only passed three levels, and there are six more to come." He shook his head and continued to move forward.
This time, blocking the road was a large hall. The appearance of the main hall was old and had a vicissitude of life. The door of the hall was wide open, and it was dark inside. He knew that this must be the fourth level, so he bravely walked in.
After entering the main hall, the space changed and he was on a wasteland. In the distance, tens of thousands of soldiers stood in darkness. They formed formations and marched towards Zhang Jun, which caused huge pressure on him. These soldiers frowned.
There is a text that shines with divine light and contains a special Taoist charm.
"Divine inscriptions!" Zhang Jun was surprised. He found that each soldier was transformed from a divine inscription. After these soldiers were arranged and combined, they formed a sentence, and then an article. When the article was formed
, a supreme murderous intention rushed towards him, and before the magic soldiers arrived, Zhang Jun was forced to retreat continuously.
"Awesome!" His heart sank, and he immediately resisted with all his strength. As a last resort, he released the Human Emperor Seal, using the Human Emperor's destiny to suppress Shenwen's murderous intention.
Sure enough, as soon as the Human Emperor Seal came out, he felt that the pressure caused by the magic weapon was offset a lot, and he could barely hold on.
"What does this fourth formation mean? What does forming an formation with divine weapons mean?" He thought, hoping to find a countermeasure.
The divine soldiers were getting closer and closer, and he suddenly felt something in his heart, and said to himself: "Could it be that you are trying to test my method of arranging troops? I have also studied divine literature, why not use clones to create troops?"
Thinking of this, more than 10,000 divine thoughts rushed out of his head, and each divine thought turned into a clone and became a soldier. There was also a divine inscription flashing between the soldier's eyebrows, and his momentum was not weaker than that of the other party. However, what followed was more...
It's difficult, the article written by the opponent's tens of thousands of magical soldiers seems to be Taozu's "Tao Te Ching".
This "Tao Te Ching" is extremely mysterious and is transformed by the wisdom of the Taoist ancestors. The sacred texts composed of such articles are naturally extraordinary and cannot be resisted by ordinary people.
"Unless I also come up with a Taoist article that opposes the Tao Te Ching, how should I write it?" Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but how could he write such a Taoist book for a while?
The magic soldiers are closer, less than a thousand steps away, and the battle is about to break out.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he immediately communicated with the little golden dragon: "Does your dragon clan have any training manuals?"
"Of course there is." Xiao Jinlong said, "But I won't tell you."
"Ten Thousand Divine Pills, do you want to change them?" Zhang Jun asked anxiously.
Little Jinlong's foodie nature did not change, and he nodded repeatedly: "You can choose the classics." After saying that, a piece of information was entered into Zhang Jun's memory.
This treasure book is the supreme method of the Dragon Clan, and it is called Taixu Dragon Transformation Jue. After obtaining this method, Zhang Jun immediately arranged this article in divine inscriptions. He commanded the clones very quickly, and in an instant, arrays were formed one by one.
A great power was exuded, which was comparable to that of the Tao Te Ching, and even more domineering.
Not long after, the armies of both sides began to fight. Zhang Jun's clone magic soldiers were assisted by the "Taixu Dragon Transformation Technique", and their combat effectiveness was obviously much stronger. His more than 10,000 soldiers and horses were defeated by tens of thousands of the opponent's soldiers and horses.
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One of the divine soldiers was cut off by Zhang Junfen's sword and his head was chopped off. Immediately, the divine inscription between his eyebrows flew up and threw itself into Zhang Jun's sea of consciousness, giving him another divine inscription. So did the other divine soldiers.
In this way, once he is beheaded, the divine text will be automatically absorbed by him.
"So that's it, this level is to give me the divine text." Zhang Jun was overjoyed and used all his strength to activate his clones to kill the divine weapon.
However, during this process, part of his clone was also beheaded, but fortunately, his divine thoughts were not injured. Once his clone was chopped off, the divine symbols on his clone would fly up and condense into enemy soldiers.
There were very few clones that were killed, and it had little impact on the battle situation.
Just like this, in just a few minutes, tens of thousands of divine soldiers were killed, and all the divine inscriptions flew into Zhang Jun's eyebrows. Many of these divine inscriptions were duplicates of Zhang Jun's divine inscriptions, and then newly added
There are also more than 30,000 divine texts. In this way, the number of divine texts he has mastered is approaching 50,000.
After killing the last divine weapon, Zhang Jun took away the clone. He felt that his Tao body was more solidified, and he thought to himself: "The divine text given to me in this level must have a purpose. What exactly do you want to do?"