Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 60

[Chapter 60 The Spirit Ring Sect]

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The cooperation between the three religions, the first is to give face, and the second is to obey the rules.

Everyone has always followed this rule, there is no conflict of interest, but the layman’s words may tear his face.

If you meet each other on the road, if you open your mouth to call you a friend, you will basically not fight. If he scolds the thief, the devil, and the like at the beginning, no matter how far the passers-by go, they will collapse in blood.

The Demon Sect said that the door is a thief of the Dao, and the Dao Sect said that the Demon Sect is a demon in the world. Originally, water and fire were incompatible. But there was a Buddhist who became a lubricant, and the Taoist family remembered that they were originally from a family.

“Come here with your ears.” Ye Ting whispered, and Huyanyu was surprised and happy, and he really posted it.

Ye Ting transmitted a voice in his ear and said that it took a quarter of an hour to stop.

“Do you remember?”

Huyanyu nodded desperately, and Ye Ting said, “If you practice this method at any time, you will be able to break through it within eighteen years. If you come from a demon sect, three or five years are enough, so don’t try to be diligent.”

Huyan rained tears like rain, grabbed the ground with his head, and bowed three times to Ye Ting.

“Fellow Daoist Huyan doesn’t have to be like this.” Ye Ting waited for him to finish his prayers and reached out to stop him. The sects have their own rules, and they are not allowed to accept disciples if they do not form a pill. After these three salutations, he is still a fellow Daoist, not even a registered disciple.

Huyanyu got up and said to Liu Wenji, “The sect master is above.”

After all, he also bowed and bowed, dignified and solemn. Ye Ting said to him, “Show me your golden seal.”

Huyanyu took the golden seal and handed it to Ye Ting. Ye Ting saw that he was just a low-grade talisman, so he took some materials and put it into it. The red light flashed in Ye Ting’s hand, wrapped the golden seal, and returned it to Huyanyu in just one minute.

Huyanyu took a look and saw that he was already holding a middle-grade talisman, and he was stunned. He didn’t even think about it, this golden seal exhausted his life savings, day and night sacrifices, if there was a good inheritance, it would have been a top-grade talisman. If Ye Ting did anything casually, he might not be able to advance further in the future.

Ye Ting was also happy when he destroyed something. If Huyanyu does a good job in the future, he will be rewarded by his own head. Want benefits now? How can there be such a reason. Zongmen rewards and punishments are clear, not influenced by emotions, one thing belongs to one thing. Even if everyone was dealing with Yu Wenxuan, because they wanted to win over Ye Ting, they didn’t plan to kill him at first.

Until Ye Ting killed four foundation-building cultivators, angering Mo Jin.

In the future, Huyanyu will understand this truth and will not blame Ye Ting. In the current situation, it is also good to increase the combat power by one point, so how can you take care of the future.

In Huyanyu, Ye Ting gained something again and strengthened his determination to build a foundation for three years. At present, the chance of escaping is greatly increased by forcibly building the foundation, but it will be troublesome to achieve the virtual realm in the future. There are risks all the time on the road of cultivation. When encountering risks, you are in a hurry to break through the realm. Not to mention the achievement of the virtual realm, even the baby realm is hopeless.

Momen smiled and looked at the red dust, reflecting back on itself. The more people like Huyanyu watched, the more determined Ye Ting’s demon heart became.

I don’t know how long it took, the mountain at the bottom of my feet has grown to nearly four hundred feet, the tremors of the earth have not stopped, and the sea can no longer be seen in the distance. It was a fiery red color, illuminated by things on the ground.

“Someone is here,” said the monk Zhuoji.

“There are a lot of people here.” Ye Ting sighed. He originally hoped that this was not a secret center, but an irrelevant place. Now it seems that it is better not to pray indiscriminately. That’s what a monk should do.

Under the black cloud in the south, a cloud of smoke billowed, and it was only five miles away that Ye Ting could clearly see the man’s appearance.

It was a Taoist cultivator wearing heavy armor, and even Ye Ting saw it and praised his unique style. It is extremely rare for Taoist monks to wear armor, and such heavy armor with a thickness of three inches is even more unique.

The three-inch-thick heavy armor is smooth and bright, with sharp protrusions on the joints and shoulders, a door seal on the chest, and no other decoration. The Taoist priest did not wear a helmet and had metal gloves on his hands. This was simply the attire of a mortal soldier. Just by looking at the giant sword on his shoulder, no one would think he was a soldier.

The door-like giant sword has sharp double-edged edges, and there is a special slot on the shoulder of the armor, and the blade is clamped in it, so as not to cut the shoulder. From the hilt forward, the two sides of the giant sword are engraved with complex Dao patterns, forming a thin line near the tip of the sword.

The Taoist priest’s face is also clean and bright, with only short hair, like a monk who has not been vulgar for a few months. In order to show that he was an ordained disciple of Taoism, a purple cloth was tied on the wrist holding the giant sword, and there was a Taoist book on it.

He ran with the strength of his two legs, and the metal boots trampled the ground on the ground and splashed wildly, turning into smoke in mid-air. Behind him, there were more than a dozen escaping lights chasing, but they couldn’t catch up with the Taoist priest who didn’t use any Taoism.

Ye Ting felt a tingling sensation from the shadow Qiantong, which was the first time. He took away the magic eye and didn’t dare to look at it again. He switched to the star delimitation method to sense it. The devil’s eye is not pure until it is attacked, and Ye Ting has no way to solve it.

The Taoist priest suddenly stopped running. He closed his footsteps, turned around, and swept back the giant sword on his shoulders. There was no sudden feeling in this movement, and blood splattered in the light behind him.

The Taoist laughed: “Are you still chasing it?”

With his sword, the sword energy spread to a thousand feet. Ye Ting sensed it and was shocked. Is this Jianxiu? If he were the Seventh Floor Building Foundation, he would never have such an attack distance. However, this Taoist priest is in the realm of forming an elixir, but he does not know how many eons.

No, this Taoist priest’s swordsmanship is not as good as his own. If Qinglian is angry, the power of this sword will never be wasted so much. He just has a realm and strength far beyond himself, and the real attack distance is still around 100 zhang. More than a hundred feet, the power of the sword qi dropped rapidly, and it was only apparent.

A Taoist priest is definitely not a mere appearance, and this sword is amazing on the eight hundred continents. With a wave of his hand, he can attack indiscriminately within a hundred meters, and it does not consume much True Qi. Beyond a hundred feet is just an addition, and it is also a preparation for the next sword.

The escaping light that chased the Taoist was broken, and a figure appeared. Six of the thirteen Demon Sect cultivators had been injured and were being treated.

In the star delimitation method, Ye Ting could not see the faces of these people, but could sense their realm level. The Taoist priest has at least five eons of gold elixir. Among the monks who chased him, there is one who has gold elixir for three eons, and the rest are above the seven-story building.

“Yuyangzi, what have you done to my junior sister!” the Demon Gate Pill cultivator shouted angrily.

“What? Guess!” The Taoist laughed wildly, raising the giant sword in his hand, and the sword energy that was scattered about a hundred meters away actually re-condensed.

“Sword Territory!” The Demon Gate Pill cultivator cried out strangely, and a long flag flew from his sleeve and stood up on the ground, and the sword energy dissipated within 30 feet. The cultivators of the Demon Gate Foundation moved inward and hid under the protection of Chang Fan.

A faint black smoke emanated from the long flag, forming runes in the air, then dissipated, and when they reappeared, they had been replaced with new runes, as if writing something.

As soon as the Taoist priest saw Changfan appearing, he knew that he couldn’t kill the opponent, the giant sword shook, and he took it back from his shoulders, turning around and running again. That Demon Gate Pill cultivator was extremely depressed. It would take a lot of time to release his magic weapon, and it would take time to retrieve it. If the other party fled like this, he would not be able to catch up no matter what.

If your realm is lower than the opponent’s, if you don’t have a magic weapon, you will approach rashly, and your numerical advantage will be gone, and half of your subordinates will be hacked to death by the opponent’s sword.

If you don’t chase him, you can’t do it. The junior sister went with him, but he disappeared. If you want to find the junior sister, you have to fall on Yuyangzi. This time I came to explore the secret realm, and the Zongmen companions were basically separated, and there was a feeling of fierceness.

Thinking of this, his eyes fell on the mountain where Ye Ting was. Now this mountain is nearly four hundred feet tall, and it is quite abrupt when it is pulled up from the ground. If it weren’t for this height, then those huge zombies might not have thought about jumping over it.

“The people above, let me down, or they will all be killed.”

At such a long distance, Ye Ting’s voice transmission could not be reached. This cultivator was slightly inferior to Mo Jin. In Fengzhou, he would try to kill him with one sword. You can’t do it here. They also have a long flag, a magic weapon, and they will be very wary of themselves. Besides, what to do to kill him, this guy told himself to go down, to pull up a big team to deal with the unfavorable situation.

After the Demon Sect cultivator finished speaking, he slowly put away the long flag. This is a middle-grade magic weapon, and it is difficult for him to mobilize, otherwise he will not be helpless to the Taoist priest. Less than 30% of the power of the magic weapon was released, and it was nothing.

The monk Zhuoji shook his robe, and it grew to three feet in size. He asked everyone to stand on it and slowly descended the peak. I don’t know when the number of zombies has become scarce, especially on this side, only a hundred zombies are still slowly walking towards the center of the island.

Seeing Ye Ting’s ugly face, Huyanyu said in a low voice, “Elder Ye, didn’t you say that it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree?”

“What kind of big tree is this, it’s just four tribulations.” Ye Ting complained and put on his cassock. Of course, this person’s lack of realm also has advantages, that is, the manpower he recruits will become more important and will not be sacrificed at will.

Ye Ting and others came down obediently, and the monk Zhuoji took the cassock and walked to the monk. The cultivator glanced at it. There were eight monks, one lay monk, two Taoist disciples, one loose cultivator, and one devil disciple?

This team, emotional communication is not easy!

“My name is Wu Yuanji, a member of the Lingjie sect, all of you thirteen, before you leave here, you must follow my instructions and act with me. Start with you, tell your sect, realm, and equipment.” Wu Yuanji Pointing at the monk Zhuoji.

The monk Zhuoji put his hands together and replied: “It’s okay to listen to the benefactor’s command, just what I got before I left…”

“Hmph, Spirit Ring Sect takes 50%, I take 20%, and leave 30% to you, are you satisfied?” Wu Yuanji looked gloomy and looked at Monk Zhuoji.

“What are we going to do?” The monk Zhuoji looked like he was not afraid of death, and Wu Yuanji also had a headache.

“Help me clean up the zombies and deal with the enemies under the realm of Pill Formation.”

“Little monk obeys.” The monk Zhuoji knelt quickly. No matter how many Dharma Kings of the Little King Kong Temple are, they will not be able to scare each other if they are not around. The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie. (It’s a good event to drop pie in the sky, the cool mobile phone is waiting for you! Pay attention~ Click on the Chinese official account (WeChat to add friends – add a public account – enter qdread), participate now! Everyone has a prize, pay attention now qdread WeChat public account!)