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735,Resurrection(1/2)

Su Wu's thoughts suddenly arose, and then disappeared.

He paid attention to the current situation again - but when he saw that the 'Zhongzu' gathered himself, making the red mist become more condensed, almost turning into a liquid, and blending with the white phosphorus fire to grind the 'Zhenwu Supreme General', but failed,

The billowing red mist suddenly dispersed,

Although the white phosphorus fire still surrounds the talisman, it no longer revolves around the talisman, showing pale flames and burning the talisman.

Zhongzu seemed to have given up struggling.

However, at the next moment, wisps of white phosphorus fire were thrown into the red talisman one after another, and merged with the red talisman. As the white phosphorus fire, which represented the consciousness of the ancestor, melted into the red talisman, what was scattered was

The billowing red mist transformed by Zhongzu's body is also continuously poured into the red talisman!

All the ‘red cloud ribbons’ that filled the mountain road fell into the red talisman!

The red talisman suddenly glowed with white light!

In the blazing white light, wisps of red flames outline a Taoist figure with a white face and no beard. Most of his forehead is bald and he still stubbornly wears a Hunyuan bun. The Taoist is wearing a Taoist robe outlined with red flames, with Tai Chi embroidered on the back of the Taoist robe.

In the Yin-Yang Fish Picture, 'his' arm suddenly stretched out from the wide sleeves of his robe, and he grasped forward——

At the moment when the red cloud streamer completely merged with the red talisman, it stopped motionless. The rusty brass magic sword, with a bald head and a hunchback, a white-faced Taoist with a round face, reached out to grab it, and the sword was caught by the disembodied palm.

Handle, hold it in the palm of your hand!

Immediately afterwards, the bald Taoist pointed the tip of the brass magic sword toward himself, opened his mouth, and swallowed the brass magic sword that looked like a magic sword, but was actually a terrifying and treacherous one. The sword was stuffed into his throat inch by inch.

Here, even the hilt of the sword was swallowed up by his teeth!

‘He’ stands on the edge of the mountain steps,

His body was convulsing one after another.

At the other end of the mountain road,

The three friends of Maoshan looked at the bald Taoist and Su Wu behind the old Taoist. Each of them had a look of confusion on their faces that had not yet calmed down.

At this end of the mountain road,

Su Wu looked at the bald Taoist and frowned secretly.

The image of the Taoist was very different from what he imagined as the 'Zhongzu', but the other person should undoubtedly be the Zhongzu.

What is the current state of Zhongzu?

Is he a human or a treacherous person?

Dead or alive?

Su Wu didn't know anything about this.

The three Maoshan friends who looked confused gathered together, and Xuanzhao murmured in a low voice: "The red mist poured into the talisman and turned into the shape of the bald Taoist. There is no doubt that the red mist is the Zhongzu, so the bald Taoist now should be the Zhongzu."

Ancestor?

But I have seen the portrait of Zhongzu, and he is a handsome Taoist priest with cloud-like hair and a delicate female face. This bald Taoist - he does not look like the Zhongzu in the portrait from his hair..."

"..."

"..."

Xuan Jue and Xuan Qing looked at each other and were silent for a moment, neither of them responded to Xuan Zhao's words.

The peach blossom sticking out of Xuan Zhao's sash bag - Xuan Bi made a voice at this time: "Now is the time to pay attention to whether the bald Taoist resembles Zhongzu? How did Yang Zhen's nephew get that talisman?

He actually seems to have the power to cover up cause and effect and cut off your and my memories——

But a day ago, he was clearly just a young student who was just learning talismans!

What's going on? I can't understand..."

"Exactly!

Xuan Zhaobai has lived for such a long time, but he is still as young as he was when he was young. He can never pay attention to the main points and only asks some weird questions!" Xuan Jue solemnly echoed what Xuan Bi said.

Xuanqing nodded, then shook his head: "Who cares? I'll find out soon after I ask.

No matter what he is, he is still a disciple of our Maoshan.

Moreover - it seems that Li Gui, who almost cut off the incense of witchcraft in Maoshan, has been suppressed again?

Compared with those things, this matter is obviously more important!"

Xuanqing's voice fell,

Several juniors were convinced, and they all nodded and turned their attention to the bald Taoist whose figure became more solid and indistinguishable from a real person - the bald Taoist's body no longer spasmed, and he stood in the middle of the mountain steps. The figure is right between the "Three Friends of Maoshan" and Su Wu.

At this time, 'he' turned his back to the 'Three Friends of Maoshan' and faced Su Wu. He saluted with his head and said: "Thank you, little Taoist friend, for your help. I will bow my head quietly."

Upon hearing what the bald Taoist priest said, several Taoist priests of the Xuan generation suddenly had different expressions.

Xuanzhao shrank his neck;

The old god Xuan Jue was there, closing his eyes and saying nothing;

At this time, Xuan Qing stretched out his hand directly to the back of Mr. Baiyun's Chang Jing frame and said: "Grandmaster, Yang Zhen is our nephew. How inappropriate is it for you to call him a Taoist friend -"

"This poor Taoist is now able to appreciate the seal of the Patriarch and restore his true self, which is actually due to the fact that my little Taoist friend has given me the power of 'Tai Sheng Xuan Tian Tian Wu Supreme General Lu'.

The grace of conferring the urn is no less than the grace of passing it on to the disciples." Chang Jingfang did not even look at the three friends of Maoshan behind him, and only spoke to Su Wu. He seemed to turn a deaf ear to the words of the three friends of Maoshan, but his subsequent words were indirect. In response to what Xuan Qing said, "However, my little fellow Taoist is also a disciple of the 'Yang' generation under the Wumen of Maoshan.

Sect rules come first.

In this way, the poor Taoist will not be able to practice the etiquette of a teacher and treat Your Excellency.

I can only call you a fellow Taoist, and please don’t blame me, fellow Taoist."

"I worship under the Maoshan witchcraft sect. When my sect is in trouble, it is the right thing to save my sect.

There is no need to worry about the Patriarch." Su Wu also bowed his head in return to the Patriarch and said so.

He raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes, but the three pupils were still in a state of convergence - even so, he still couldn't discern the true state of Chang Jingzhong at the moment.

"Are you just worshiping under my Maoshan Wusect?" The bald Taoist Chang looked at Su Wu silently, and suddenly smiled, "My little Taoist friend, the cultivation of the talismans of Zhenwu Temple in Lushan is already at the outstanding master level.

If you continue to practice like this, it is not difficult to establish a sect in the same lineage and be respected as the "ancestor".

In particular, the cultivation practice of my little fellow Taoist is not limited to the Zhenwu Temple System. There are many differences between this Zhenwu Temple System and the temple system that Pindao had sensed before.

You also have a ‘sacrifice’ from the ‘Old Founder’s Religion’.

Chang Jingzhen has been practicing Buddhism since the Tang Dynasty, and throughout all the tribulations up to now, people like my little Taoist friend who have "traces" of the "former founder's teachings" have only seen one "Lü Dongbin"."

Therefore, people started to teach and worship?

He's talking about the six-day old ghost Zhentong?!

Su Wu raised his eyebrows and closed his eyes suddenly!

From the time this eye was born until now, only Zhongzu Chang Jingzhen has seen this eye between his eyebrows. The rest, even if they are as powerful as Chilong Zhenren, have not noticed that Su Wu raised his eyes between his eyebrows!

Su Wu had a deeper understanding of Zhongzu's strength,

Ranked it just below ‘authenticity’!

Since Zhongzu noticed that his brows were raised and his eyes were raised, he could have sensed that Su Wu was spying on him with that 'sacrificial eye'. Su Wu was not shy and immediately bowed to Zhongzu and said: "Disciple secretly spying on him" Checking with the Patriarch, the actual reason is that we are not sure of the Patriarch’s current state, and we are worried that there is something wrong, so please don’t blame the Patriarch.”

"Normal." Zhongzu touched his forehead, only to find a bare patch.

He turned his head and looked at the 'Three Friends of Maoshan' behind him, and said: "In my years of practicing Taoism, I have spent more than half of my time experiencing death, and all my fellow disciples of the same generation as me are now dead.

The juniors who met me also died.

Later, the disciples could only learn about my past from the ancestral hall and classics.

Now I appear in an appearance that is not in line with your imagination, and since I looked so weird and grotesque just now, it is normal for you to have doubts about the identity of a poor Taoist."

Zhongzu looked at Xuan Zhao. Xuan Zhao lowered his eyebrows and shrank his neck, not daring to look at him.

I heard Zhongzu continue to say: "Since you have seen my portrait and can still remember my portrait, I guess you often go to the ancestor's ancestral hall.

Now we will lead the way, and we will go to the ancestor's ancestral hall.

——The ancestral hall enshrines the life lamps of the ancestors of past generations. Even if the ancestors die, the life lamps still remain alive.

However, if the Patriarch 'gains life from death' or even 'fires from death', then the lamp in the lamp will bloom like a green lotus. Now I will go to the Patriarch's ancestral hall to see if the ever-bright lamp in front of Pindao's tablet is in full bloom.

A green lotus?"

"Disciple, I obey." Xuan Zhao responded with a frown.

Chang Jingjie came to his side, walked side by side with him, and said: "The portrait of the Patriarch cannot be authentic. After all, the Patriarch's deeds are out there, and people who follow the Taoism come here to admire him. If he sees that the Patriarch's true appearance is that of a bald Taoist priest, he will be greatly disappointed.

.

Therefore, painters often beautify the portraits of ancestors.

You don’t have to believe that the person in the portrait is me. I have been losing my hair and going bald since I was forty years old.

The higher your cultivation level, the faster you will become bald."

"..." Several Taoists of the Xuan generation fell silent.

After a long time, Xuan Zhao squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "Yes... I don't have to worry about it, disciple."

Chang Jing frame looked back at Su Wu and waved to him.

Su Wu quickened his pace and followed behind the red-robed Taoist priest.

Following Zhongzu's side, he sensed the other person's position, but only sensed "empty space." The other party clearly existed in his sight, but if Su Wu closed his eyes, he would feel that there was nothing around him, as if Zhongzu was not there.

exist.

In such a state, one does not know whether it is the cultivation achieved by Zhongzu after going through "eight lives and seven deaths", or is his current state abnormal and he is between "death and life"?

In Su Wu's mind, Zhongzu was nothing.

But the connection between Su Wu and the 'Zhenwu Supreme General' still exists.

As long as he thinks about it, he can recall the talisman.

It is precisely because this talisman is under his control that Su Wu can be so calm about the resurgence of the Central Ancestor - no matter whether the opponent is the real Central Ancestor or not, as long as the 'Zhenwu Supreme General' is still in his control, the chance of victory will always be there.

Favor him.

"The cultivation level of the four of you is really poor.

When I was in charge of the Maoshan shaman, I never saw a Taoist priest who had cultivated to the level of Hao Shou. His talisman body was still incomplete and he had never really been close to the temple system." Zhongzu spoke again at this time and changed 'Xuanqing','

Xuan Jue', 'Xuan Bi', and 'Xuan Zhao' were all included in his attack range.

Pay special attention to Xuan Zhao Lao Dao.

The person he refers to has practiced to Haoshou, but the body of the talisman is still incomplete, and no one has really been close to the temple system, except for the old Taoist Xuanzhao.

As for why Zhongzu focused on Xuanzhao Lao Dao,

It is impossible to think that it was because Xuan Zhao was the first to point out Zhongzu's baldness.

(End of chapter)


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