Chapter 295: Chilong Old Daoist

Zishan, majestic and majestic like a pillar supporting the sky, stands on the red earth looking at Yuanyin, showing its majesty.

Lao Dao stood in the void, with his back to Zishan, facing into the distance, and said, "You guys come out too, do you have to send me off one by one?

His eyes are pale golden and his body is like copper skin, which is strong and powerful, and his ancient Taoist robe fluttering without immortal style is like the immortal Gedai Demon King, which is terrifying.

"Hey!

Two golden threads shot out of his eyes, and five figures were forced out of the sky in the distance.

Four of them are old people. These people are too old. Almost all of their teeth have fallen out.

Ye Fan's heart froze, he knew these old men, he had seen them in the small world opened up by ancient sages, and Shou Yuan, the old subordinate of the Qingjiao King, didn't want them to come.

There is also a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a tall and straight body, sword eyebrows into the temples, sharp eyes, a face as sharp as a knife, and a heroic spirit. It is Kong Teng, the eldest disciple of the Peacock King.

"Dare to ask which senior are you?"

The lives of several old demons will come to an end, and the status and strength of the elders of the Holy Land are comparable to those of the Holy Land, but they are very embarrassed and uneasy after seeing the old man.

The pressure of Lao Dao is too great. It doesn't look like a person at all, but like a daunting bottomless pit. He calmly said, "Everything in the past has long been forgotten."

"You all go." The old man didn't say anything, he waved his sleeves, the sky was covered with gray fog, and with a bang, everyone was swept up and disappeared into the sky.

Among the people, only Kong Teng was not swept away, his body shone with chaotic brilliance, and he quickly rushed into the distance.

"God of Chaos..." Lao Dao was a little surprised, stretched out a big hand and grabbed it towards the void.

"buzz"

Tianyu trembled for a while, and Kong Teng, who had already rushed into the distance, was detained and returned. He suddenly changed color and shouted, "What do you mean, old master?"

Not only did he inherit the profound art of the Peacock King, but even his arrogance was somewhat similar. Instead of being afraid, he fought against it.

"Boom!"

Kong Teng flipped his hand, and a large black seal appeared on one side, shooting out a thousand auspicious signs and hitting Laodao not far away.

"Chaos Stone!"

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, isn't this the quick black stone in the emperor's palace? Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of the master and apprentice of the Peacock King.

As soon as the big black seal appeared on this side, the pressure here increased sharply, making people suffocated. It grew rapidly, filling the sky, and the black pressure was boundless, and an incredible force field appeared, imprisoning the void.

"boom"

The auspiciousness is falling, like the nine-day Milky Way, which is overwhelming and extremely heavy. Even a powerful cultivator will be shattered into pieces.

However, Lao Dao was not affected, he was not afraid, and said to himself: "This is a ray of congenital murderous aura extracted from the Chaos Stone."

"Ding"

He tapped lightly with his fingers, and the large black mark was fixed at once, and quickly became smaller. He grabbed it with his hand and instantly appeared in the palm of his hand.

"boom"

The black stone seal shattered and turned into a mass of chaotic energy, which lingered between Laodao's palms and fingers.

Suddenly, a long howl came out, a ray of murderous intent in the chaotic air, and a multicolored peacock emerged, emitting a blazing light, trying to smash that palm.

"My brother is you!" The old man showed a strange look, his palms flickered with light, and the multicolored peacock was fixed.

"You are" Big Brother Chilong. "The five-colored peacock is a ray of spiritual thought of the king of the peacock, and it is in the chaotic energy to help the disciples when necessary.

In the distance, Ye Fan was shocked, this old man is the sworn brother of the Peacock King, and he really has a great background.

"It's me, I was born again, and I don't want to meet you as soon as I came to the Northern Territory." Lao Dao nodded and let go of the Chaos Qi and the colorful peacock.

Next to him, Kong Teng is in a daze, what kind of character is that, Master's eldest brother?

"Brother Chilong, you went there, why did you suddenly disappear 1,500 years ago, I thought you were a dead child." The Peacock King asked.

Ye Fan was shocked, what kind of character is this? Suddenly disappeared for fifteen hundred years!

According to legend, the Peacock King has been practicing for more than 2,000 years, and this old Daoist may have been practicing Dao for nearly 3,000 years.

"It's hard to say a word, I was trapped on the holy cliff, and I almost died somewhere, and I was trapped for 1,500 years." Lao Dao sighed.

"Holy Cliff, the legendary cliff that was dyed black and red by the blood of Dacheng's desolate holy body?" The colorful peacock showed surprise.

"I didn't find the blood of Dacheng's desolate holy body, but I accidentally broke into the pattern carved by a great emperor, and was almost killed."

"Hahaha" I think Big Brother Chilong has a deeper skill now, and he will be blessed if he survives the disaster. ' the black peacock laughed.

"After 1,500 years of dry sitting, I finally realized something, which is somewhat stronger than before." The old man smiled and nodded.

"I was thinking, in this world, the person who wants to kill our brothers silently has not yet been born, how could Big Brother Chilong die." The Peacock King smiled.

"My virtuous brother has a great chance. Judging from the innate murderous aura from being detained, you have obtained a natural chaotic treasure seal. Holding it in your hand, the great holy masters may be worried."

"Not long after I got it, I was about to kill the Holy Master of Fluxlight. Big brother will go with me immediately, this time I plan to kill him!"

Sure enough, the pure stone was exchanged by Peacock, and the one that was broken just now was a huddled Chaos Spirit and Bajia, not the treasure seal itself.

"Do you want to leave immediately?" Lao Dao wanted to go back to Shizhai, because the stones there shocked him, and there might be something he needed.

"Yes, let's go right away." The Peacock King's spiritual sense transformed into a 16- or 17-year-old boy, and said: "I asked the monks of the demon race to come here, just to induce the Holy Master of Fluctuation Light who is in this area to come, Ready to kill him halfway, I think he's already got the news, now we'd better start quickly."

"Okay, I'll go with you." After Chilong finished speaking, he glanced around, flicked his robe sleeves, and dozens of people, including Ye Fan, appeared.

Most of them are local little monks, because they heard the news and came to check, they are all trembling at the moment, and there are not many people in the world who dare to kill the Holy Master.

"You should leave as soon as possible, this is not something you can mix in." Chilong Old Daoist glanced at everyone lightly.

"Brother Chilong, we haven't seen each other in 1,500 years. Let's have a good chat on the road!"

The light shone, the Chilong Daoist and the Peacock King disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Kong Teng quickly left.

"It turns out that the horror of someone who is worthy of a confrontation with the Holy Master makes people regret..." Ye Fan said to himself.

Every time he sees a person of this level, he has a new understanding.

The big black dog appeared on the horizon, turned into a black light and ran over, cursing: "Hurry up, such a ruthless person makes this emperor feel great danger."

They quickly returned to Shizhai, and at this time Wang Shu and others also came back. Time was running out. In order to leave here quickly, Ye Fan negotiated with everyone and put them in a jade bottle.

Then, he sacrificed the cauldron and stood in the sky, but all the stones were put in, making a rumbling sound, and even the foundation was pulled away.

The stones that Chilong Daoist likes are absolutely no trivial matter. If it weren't for this old Taoist, I don't know how many years it would take to learn the secrets of these stone tools.

Including Shi Nianzi, Shi Ya, foundation stones, etc., a lot of stones, all entered the tripod, and the place was a lot bare all of a sudden.

At the same time, the Black Emperor also engraved the Dao pattern, and they directly crossed the void, and we will talk about it from afar.

Half a month later, Ye Fan appeared in Quzhou, found Tu Fei, and asked him to help settle these people.

As soon as we met, Tu Fei rushed over excitedly and said, "Where's the stove, take it out and show it to me."

Ever since he knew that King Golden-winged Xiaopeng, Holy Son of Yaoguang, and Yao Xi were suppressed, he could not wait to find Ye Fan immediately to see what happened.

Ye Fan was so entangled by him that he took out the stove and let him take a closer look.

"Haha..." Tu Fei laughed loudly, held it in his hands, shook and shook, shook and shook, and said to the stove: "Saint son Yaoguang, Yao Xi, how are you? I miss you so much. . "

"Plough, Li Huoshen Furnace shook violently, and a piece was swelled all at once, and Tu Fei's ears were buzzing.

"Can this broken furnace seal them up?" He slapped him hard, shaking the people inside.

Ye Fan took it back and said, "It's no problem to suppress it for a year and a half. Hurry up and find a place for me. I want to resettle the people from Shizhai."

In the end, Tu Fei led him to a place called Haozhou. This oasis was thousands of miles in diameter and was relatively vast. It was his grandfather's territory.

It is not a problem at all to resettle dozens of families, just find a place with beautiful scenery, and the environment is much better than the original Shizhai.

"I said, you don't have to move stones when you move." Tu Fei was stunned.

Because, a lot of stones are like hills, they look ordinary, and there is nothing special at all.

The people in Shicha are very satisfied with this beautiful place. Since they purchased a lot of materials in advance, they are not short of anything. They only need to build houses.

The villagers are full of enthusiasm, and they are very motivated to build a new house.

Ye Fan directly retreated, and 10,000 catties of source was enough for him to enter the third heaven of Taoism.

For a full month, he was immersed in an ethereal state, and his body underwent wonderful changes [Dzi Bead Transformation].

The "West Emperor Sutra" is incomparably miraculous, Ye Fan runs silently, and feels all kinds of inconceivables. In the past month, he heard the chanting sound of "Dead Me", and inside the Taoist palace, there seemed to be chanting and ancient sacrificial sounds. Time and space, misty come. Although I was born in this world, there is an "I" living in the past. Some people think that it is the "dead me" who is chanting scriptures for this life.

Of course, many people do not agree with this statement, and the top people believe that it is the "Dao I", and their Taoist side is capturing the traces of the Tao and inspiring the world.

Whether it is called "Dead Me," or "Dao I," this month, it has been stirring up the heavens and the earth, nourishing the Lord of Life, and making the "I" in this life immortal.

In the past month, in Ye Fan's Taoist palace, the five energies are like dragons, coiling and dancing. He listens to the sound of the Taoist rhetoric, and his body is radiant and constantly transformed.

When the 30th day passed, the mental method recorded in the "West Emperor Sutra" stopped working, and the heavenly energy rushed in frantically, completely submerging Ye Fan's retreat.

A loud bang ", bang" lasted for three days, the rocks pierced through the air, Ye Fan stood up, and two dragon-shaped divine lights shot out from his eyes.

His black hair is loose, he stands tall, and he is full of powerful strength. He feels that a punch can kill a dragon, and he has an inexhaustible power! To be continued