The outskirts of the Imperial Capital were desolate. Originally, only the north wind whizzed by, blowing up the desolation of winter. But now, this mountain forest is not as peaceful as it used to be. The sound of boiling and boiling can be heard endlessly.
Before long, this relatively empty mountain peak was crowded with casual cultivators from all directions.
Xie Heng glanced at the casual cultivators around him and ignored them. His eyes fell on the two figures fighting at the top of the mountain.
"Old guy, you are worthy of being called "Senior" by a poor Taoist. You are simply overestimating your abilities."
While Taoist Lan Yu was speaking, he flew up and formed seals with his hands.
The next moment, the energy of heaven and earth in front of Taoist Lan Yu suddenly condensed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a large bronze bell that was five feet high.
The moment the bronze bell appeared, Xuanyuan Ren was startled and quickly reminded:
"Third brother, be careful. This is the God-killing Heavenly Bell of Tiandi Mountain. It is specially designed to attack divine souls."
"Old guy, I think you have some knowledge."
Glancing at Xuanyuan Ren not far away, Taoist Lan Yu smiled contemptuously.
"Today, I'm going to let you see how the magical powers of our Three Religions Immortal Sect are incomparable to those of you who are wandering cultivators in the wilderness."
After the words fell, Taoist Lanyu slapped the copper bell made of Yuan Qi with his palm.
When~
At this moment, the giant bronze bell suddenly trembled, and a terrifying sound wave erupted from the giant bronze bell, directly covering Xuanyuan Yi.
The moment Xuanyuan Yi saw the big bell appearing, he understood that this little kid from Tiandi Mountain had murderous intentions, and he was specifically attacking his weak point.
In a flash of his hands, Xuanyuan Yi had a yellow paper umbrella in his hand.
"Huh? It turned out to be my ancestor's Futian Umbrella. I didn't expect it to be given to my third brother."
Looking at the Futian Umbrella in Xuanyuan Yi's hand, Xuanyuan Ling suddenly felt jealous in his heart.
"Why isn't this magic weapon given to Gu? Is it because Gu has limited qualifications and cannot break through the shackles of cultivation? Or does he feel that Gu's end is approaching, so he feels that giving it to Gu is a waste of resources?"
At this moment, Xuanyuan Ling seemed to have countless jealousies and desires surging crazily in his heart, causing cracks to appear in his Taoist heart.
Shu Cang's soul emerged from Xuanyuan Ling's chaotic sea of consciousness. He silently watched the changes in Xuanyuan Ling's Taoist heart, with a hint of ridicule and pride at the corner of his mouth.
As soon as he moved the magic formula in his hand, the Futian Umbrella in Xuanyuan Yi's hand suddenly shone brightly and turned into a huge yellow umbrella, floating above Xuanyuan Yi's head and slowly rotating. It blocked the sound wave of Taoist Lanyu's God-killing Heavenly Bell.
Rumble~
In an instant, the Futian Umbrella was blown away by the sound wave of the God-Slaying Heavenly Bell, and a crack appeared on the umbrella cover.
At the same time, a terrifying sound wave swept in all directions, knocking down huge boulders from the mountain peaks, and shocked the surrounding casual cultivators to the point of bleeding.
For a moment, there was a wailing sound all around, and only a handful of casual cultivators fled away when they heard Xuanyuan Ren say the "God-Slaying Heavenly Bell", luckily escaping.
"Is this the power of the successors of the three religions? Is this the magical power and magic taught secretly by the three religions?"
Many casual cultivators who were lucky enough to escape the disaster looked at Taoist Lan Yu who stood proudly in the sky with extraordinary bearing, and felt bitter in their hearts, but at the same time they also ignited endless hope.
"If we can witness the duel between the true disciples of the three religions with our own eyes, maybe it can help us break through the shackles that bottleneck our practice."
Thinking of this, the eyes of the Qi practitioners who were lucky enough to survive showed a hint of hope and yearning.
Xie Heng frowned. He looked around at the mourning crowd, and with a wave of his hand, a spiritual light flew out, temporarily suppressing the injuries of these casual cultivators.
"Thank you, Immortal Kunlun, for your help."
Many casual cultivators expressed their gratitude towards Xie Heng.
"Fellow Taoist Lan Yu, there are too many casual cultivators these days. Please be careful when taking action and don't hurt innocent people."
Xie Heng glanced at the casual cultivators all around him who were bowing and saluting, and nodded slightly in response. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he turned to look at Taoist Lanyu in the air, and said loudly.
"Humph, thank you fellow Taoist, these casual cultivators are not worthy of our sympathy. If they had not wanted to take this opportunity to steal their skills from their masters, they would not have suffered such an unreasonable disaster."
"Stealing skills from a teacher?"
Hearing Taoist Yuan Zhen's disdainful words, Xie Heng raised his eyebrows, wondering what Yuan Zhen Nu Guan meant by this.
"Fellow Taoist Yuan Zhen, where do you start from learning skills from a master? Xie saw that these people are just here to join in the fun. How can you say that you are learning skills from a master? You are being serious."
Xiaobai also put away the snacks in his hands and stared at Yuan Zhen Nu Guan, his face full of curiosity.
"Hey, fellow Taoist must have just left Kunlun."
Hearing Xie Heng's question, Yuan Zhen Nu Guan was slightly startled, and then she burst out laughing, her voice was as sweet as the sound of a clear spring.
"Fellow Daoist Xie, I don't know. Most of the casual cultivators in the wilderness accidentally got one or two pieces of practice techniques from the relics of their predecessors while traveling in the wilderness, and thus embarked on the journey of practice.
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"And among the fragments of these ancient caves, a very few techniques may have been created by some people with extraordinary talents."
"Most of the rest are still disciples of the three religions. When they were fighting outside, they were too seriously injured and could not return to the mountain gate, so they left some of the Taoist secrets outside."
"It's just that after all, what you get are only fragments and fragments, and there is no guidance from the master. Therefore, most casual practitioners will go crazy after practicing these fragments for a period of time."
"If you are lucky, you can still save your life, but if you are a little bit unlucky, you will be turned into ashes on the spot and die."
Yuan Zhen Nu Guan glanced at everyone and said calmly.
"These casual cultivators seem to be here to watch the fun, but in fact, they just want to pass some of the magical powers and techniques displayed by the disciples of the three sects such as us, combined with the incomplete skills of their own cultivation.
To verify whether there are any mistakes in your own practice, so as to solve your own practice problems."
"hehe."
Yuan Zhen Nu Guan laughed and asked softly.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, do you think these people are trying to steal their skills? Do you think they deserve what they deserve?"
After listening to Yuan Zhen Nu Guan's explanation, Xie Heng finally understood what Ling Yun Gourd once said about the cruelty of the world of immortality.
Ordinary casual cultivators, without a strong background, can only wander alone between life and death. If they are not careful, they will die.
"Fellow Taoists, you are polite."
Catching a glimpse of pity in Xie Heng's eyes, although Yuan Zhen Nu Guan disapproved of it, due to his identity as a disciple of Kunlun and concern for Emperor Shan's face, he had to remind the surrounding casual cultivators.
"Pindao and his senior brother, Taoist Lan Yu, are the true disciples of Venerable Daoyang of Tiandi Mountain. If you want to survive, leave this place now. If you insist on staying, you will have to live and die. Don't blame Pindao for not reminding you.
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"Thank you, Fairy Girl, for reminding me. It's just that we, the wandering cultivators in the wilderness, have the honor to watch the disciples of the three religions fight. This is a great opportunity, and I really don't want to miss it. Please allow me, Fairy Girl, to stay here."
An old Taoist holding a cane and wearing simple clothes saluted Fairy Yuan Zhen with his hands in hand, his words filled with endless bitterness and bitterness.
Looking at those longing eyes, Xie Heng felt inexplicably sour in his heart.
"Fellow Taoist Yuan Zhen, we are all seekers on the vast road, so just give them a chance."
After hearing Xie Heng's words, Yuan Zhen Nu Guan didn't take it seriously, but she couldn't refute Kunlun Mountain's face. After pondering for a while, she said lightly:
"Since I'm grateful to you, fellow Taoist, for interceding for you, then let's do what you wish."
"Thank you, Fairy Lady, for your kindness. Thank you, Fairy Lady, for your kindness."
The casual cultivators around him were suddenly excited and bowed their hands towards Yuan Zhen's female crown.
"Don't thank the poor Taoist. If you want to thank me, just thank my Taoist friend from Kunlun. It was he who asked for mercy for you."
"Thank you, Immortal Kunlun, for asking for mercy. We are grateful."
"You don't need to be polite, please get up quickly."
Tian Qingdaozi looked at this scene indifferently, but sneered at Xie Heng's compassion just now.
"Kunlun brat, you are so kind now, be careful you will be blackmailed by these casual cultivators later."
Glancing at Yuan Zhen Nu Guan, Tian Qing Dao Zi's heart was wary of Kun Dao, who looked like pure jade.
"This little girl is young, but she has quite a lot of evil intentions. In just one sentence, she left these troublesome casual cultivators to the stupid boys from Kunlun and the people from Tiandi Mountain. They are all born to be deceitful characters."
When he thought of this, Tian Qingdaozi raised his eyes and looked at Taoist Lanyu in the sky, and thought to himself:
"I'm afraid the ancestor of the Xuanyuan royal family will suffer a lot if he offends these small-minded people in Tiandi Mountain."