"This is all thanks to the white heavy weapons and horses that traveled across the rivers and lakes, cutting down mountains and destroying temples!

Thirty years ago, the Wujie Sect and the Tianshen Sect were at odds with each other, and they would fight for their lives whenever they met.

How could they use their own magical skills for communication?

Tianyunzi was born with a pair of eyes that can defeat all kinds of magic. Now that he is sitting on the right of the right protector of the Holy Alliance, he can choose from evil sects, evil sects, and other heretical techniques, so he is naturally at home!"

The shadow fell silent, and after a moment he said:

"The position of Baihu in Beiya is hard-won. I will report the damage to the cauldron to 'Zhen'. He has a Yinquan Zhima in his hand, which can make up for your injuries."

Lan Hong scratched his face hard, grabbed a piece of flesh, shook his head and said:

"As soon as possible, this body won't last a few days, and it will stink and rot.

Even though the art of returning Yang is powerful, it can drive away the evil spirit of death and make me not afraid of being exposed to the sun.

But without the power of Buddhism to subdue demons and the Taoist method of suppressing evil, it is extremely easy to damage the cauldron."

The shadow swayed on the wall, and he said with regret:

"A total of thirteen cauldrons were made, three of which were of the highest quality, five of which were of medium quality, and five of which were of inferior quality.

If there can be more of them and weaved together into a net, there is no need to worry that the plan will fail."

Lan Hong said hoarsely:

"I'm just a low-class commodity. I was lucky enough to follow Lao Lan into Yujiazhuang. I stayed dormant for a few years, but I became bigger and joined Meng Changhe's line."

The cold wind blew from the window, the lights flickered, and the shadow shrank and said:

"Anyway, please wait patiently for a few more days.

By the way, Ji Jiulang has learned Buddhist martial arts, he shouldn’t see anything, right?”

Lan Hong smiled contemptuously and said:

"It's just the second level of Tongmai, what do you know?

When my body was still here, I would have killed him with one finger.

Don’t worry, this person will die sooner or later if he offends Liang Guogong Yang Hong.”

The shadow stopped talking after hearing the words, and clung to the wall, wandering and squirming.

It's like riding the wind, floating out of the window.

"Haha, the secret of longevity? Bullshit longevity!

Just using the elixir alone, one hundred thousand people died before it was achieved!"

Lan Hong tried his best to endure the extremely itchy pain so as not to scratch his face.

Once the cauldron that has been trained with the Immortality Technique is damaged, it will affect the mind.

The body that was originally unconscious will gradually develop various feelings.

Hunger, thirst, cold, heat, anger, sorrow... all kinds of unbearable things are coming.

It makes people feel like they are falling into Hades and Purgatory.

"Immortality is obviously the greatest torture."

Lan Hong's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth, trying to forget the stimulation of the five senses caused by the decay of his body.

He wished he could tear his whole body apart and eat himself alive to relieve this pain.

A quarter of an hour passed, and just as Lan Hong was feeling better, someone suddenly knocked on the door and a nervous voice came from outside.
Chapter completed!