stop?

How could the Taoist priests of Dongji Temple stop? If they don't stop, the chanting of Taoist scriptures can also help Zhao Dongji suppress the devouring of the demon sword. If they stop chanting, relying on Zhao Dongji alone, I am afraid that Zhao Dongji will immediately lose control.

, and became a demon sword puppet.

Will Zhao Dongji, who has become a puppet of the magic sword, start killing people?

They dare not gamble.

They didn't trust this comrade they met for the first time.

Zhang Qingyun instantly understood the Taoist priest Dongji Temple's thoughts. He grabbed it with both hands, and the long sword floating on Zhao Dongji's head slowly broke away from Zhao Dongji. The long sword was threatened and exuded a trace of sword intent.

And there is a trace of magic in the sword's intention.

The long sword relied on instinct to send out sword intent, and Zhao Dongji felt that his head was a little clearer. He opened his eyes and saw Zhang Qingyun's hands glowing with chaotic light. These hands had a friendly atmosphere, suppressing the floating air on his head.

At this time, the long sword had broken away from the center that controlled his soul. At this moment, he seemed to see freedom.

Zhao Dongji was so filled with gratitude that he almost failed to hold on and became the puppet of the long sword. From then on, he only had the magic sword in his heart, and he could kill endlessly.

"Huh?"

The Taoist priests in Dongji Temple are just ordinary people, and they cannot see the long sword floating on Zhao Dongji's head. The pain on Zhao Dongji's face has reduced, and his face is full of gratitude. They are shocked in their hearts: "Chanting sutras is useful.

!”

The strange comrade really lied to them that chanting sutras is useful, but the strange comrade asked them to stop chanting sutras. Could this strange comrade want to harm Zhao Dongji?

They were dissatisfied and doubtful, but they saw that chanting sutras was very useful to Zhao Dong, so they paid more attention to it.

The chanting sound was even louder and more orderly.

Zhang Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "Ah... they are mortals with the naked eye, how can they see the mystery of the practitioners?"

You can see it immediately. The shadow of the long sword on Zhao Dongji's head slowly solidifies. Zhang Qingyun closes his eyes. When he opens them again, one eye is like an endless black hole, swallowing everything. The other eye,

Pale with brilliance.

"scold..."

The spring thunder bursts out of the tongue, just like the thunderbolt in the clear sky.

A group of Taoist priests who were chanting sutras saw their eyes go dark, stars appeared, their minds went blank, and they felt very uncomfortable.

They suddenly saw, on Zhao Dongji's head, an extremely solid long sword. This long sword was only about ten centimeters long, emitting red rays of light, and was wrapped into a ball by chaotic light.

Zhang Qingyun's hands seemed to be deep in the fog, starting from the wrist, Zhang Qingyun's palms disappeared.

The long sword emitting red light slowly left the top of Zhao Dongji's head. They could clearly see a red ray of light connected to the top of Zhao Dongji's head, as if taking root.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, do you want to get rid of the control of the demon sword, lose all your cultivation, and gain freedom, or do you want to seal the demon sword, but you are connected to the demon sword and may not be able to suppress it?"

This is the consequence of sacrificing the soul. The choice of magic weapon is extremely important. If you choose a weapon of the right path, you will be a person of the right path. If you choose something of the devil's path, you will be a person of the devil's path.

The long sword that Zhao Dongji chose was an object of magic. The red silk thread was connected to Zhao Dongji's soul... Zhang Qingyun gave Zhao Dongji the choice.

"Fellow Taoist..."

Zhao Dongji felt a tingling sensation in his soul. At this time, he felt that the magic sword and his soul were in a state of inseparability.

He was extremely reluctant to let go of that powerful feeling, but he was extremely afraid of being controlled by the magic sword: "I choose to get rid of the control of the magic sword!"

With this kind of character, it is indeed right to choose to help.

Zhang Qingyun nodded happily: "Fellow Taoist, please sit down cross-legged. Your inner demon has been overcome. I have a third choice, to get rid of the temptation of the magic sword. I need to get rid of the century-old incense belief in Dongji Temple.

Seal the demonic nature of this sword, and the demonic sword becomes a tool of righteousness..."

In the long sword, an evil demon in the foundation-building realm is sealed. Now that the evil demon has become a sword spirit, he needs to believe in the gentle evil demon and seal the demonic nature. Furthermore, when the demon sword is taken out, Zhao Dongji's soul and half of the three souls and seven souls will be

Disappeared, even if Zhao Dongji does not become a fool, he may not be able to practice again in this life...

Zhao Dongji gave him a good feeling, and Zhang Qingyun planned to help him.

There are many drawbacks to sacrificing souls, so Zhao Dongji can only continue to follow this path...

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

Zhao Dong was overjoyed and quickly sat down cross-legged. Zhang Qingyun also sat cross-legged on the ground, making mudra with his hands. One by one, the mudra fell on the long sword. The red light on the long sword slowly faded, and a trace of brilliant aura spread out.

And out.

The Taoist priests who were chanting sutras were shocked and looked at Zhang Qingyun in disbelief. How could their chanting have any effect? ​​This strange Taoist priest was helping them to become the only Taoist in Dongji Temple!

One hundred and eight hand seals control the power of one hundred and eight groups of incense, sealing the magic sword.

Beads of sweat gradually dripped from Zhang Qingyun's forehead. Zhang Qingyun has just entered the foundation-building realm, and his own magic power is not high: "If I have the Yangshen realm, I can feel much more relaxed..."

In the Yin God realm, the monk's own mana does not increase much compared to the foundation building, but mainly increases the soul power. Unlike the Yang God, the mana will undergo a qualitative change.

In the foundation-building realm, the true essence is condensed, and in the Yin-god realm, the true essence is not improved much, and the Yang-god realm is considered mana.

"Condensation!"

Zhang Qingyun stretched out his hand and pointed, and the long sword trembled for a while, let out a soft moan, and landed on top of Zhao Dongji's head again. The long sword fell vertically and sank into Zhao Dongji's Nigong Wan.

Zhao Dongji's body trembled for a while, and his aura burst out, instantly breaking through the restraints, condensing the unique aura of the eighth level of Qi training, and it was still improving vaguely. However, Zhao Dongji opened his eyes: "Fellow Taoist..."

Zhang Qingyun's face was a little pale, and he was sweating profusely. He had obviously overstretched his cultivation.

Zhang Qingyun shook his head slightly and stood up: "I just need to take a rest. Fellow Taoist can continue to break through the restriction of the fairy sword. This sword is not low level. If nothing happens, fellow Taoist can achieve the realm of foundation building within three years. Recently,

, can break through the ninth level of Qi training..."

Zhao Dongji's face was full of gratitude. The magic sword turned into a fairy sword. He admired this method very much. This sword almost turned him into a puppet. Zhao Dongji quickly handed over to Master Changfeng: "Master, please return it."

Brothers and sisters, please leave for now. We will talk about it later. Fellow Daoist Zhang needs to rest..."

A group of Taoist priests had a lot to say, but seeing Zhang Qingyun like this, they quietly withdrew. Zhao Changfeng clasped his fists at Zhang Qingyun, bowed deeply, and turned around to leave.

"Fellow Taoist, I am fine with you."

Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly: "I know fellow Taoist has something to ask. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I will leave after I recover."

Zhang Qingyun's Kung Fu method is special. At this time, the Kung Fu method operates on its own and can be restored in less than half an hour.

"Fellow Taoist, this sword..."

Zhao Dongji stretched out his hand, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his palm, exuding a brilliant aura of righteousness: "Will there be any problems in the future?"

Zhang Qingyun nodded: "In this sword, an evil demon was sealed by a Taoist senior. Currently, the specific cultivation level of the evil demon can only be seen to be in the foundation-building realm. What kind of cultivation level he had before the seal, I cannot tell. This Taoist sect

Senior, perhaps you need to use the killing method to kill this evil demon. If it were not disturbed by others, this sword and the evil demon would have dissipated long ago..."

Zhao Dongji's expression was gloomy and uncertain: "That's it."

"Fellow Taoist, don't worry. The poor Taoist has sealed the evil demon. When you are in the Taoist temple, you can use the power of incense and vows to continue to kill the evil demon. The evil demon can be destroyed in half a sword at most. However, this sword will not be damaged and its quality will remain the same."

Improve it a bit."

The incense in Dongji Temple is quite strong, so I won’t be afraid that without the incense, I will have the power to kill evil spirits.

"besides..."

Zhang Qingyun looked away from the long sword: "Use this sword with caution, fellow Taoist. The more blood it is stained with, it will inevitably affect the seal."

Zhao Dongji put away his sword: "Fellow Taoist, is this way... feasible?"

Zhao Dongji discovered that this kind of Tao was extremely restrictive. Now that he completely accepted this sword and sacrificed his soul, Zhao Dongji realized the disadvantages of this method of sacrificing his soul.

The magic power is provided by the sacrificial magic weapon, and the true energy of the Dantian is exhausted, and I have no skills to replenish it. Everything needs the magic weapon to be given slowly, which takes a certain amount of time.

This is a fatal shortcoming for practitioners.

Secondly, since the soul is sacrificed, both will be prosperous and damaged. If the magic weapon is damaged, as the person making the sacrifice, he will also be injured.

Not only that, future cultivation will eventually reach an end due to the grade of the magic weapon itself, and there will be no future possibilities.

"Fellow Taoist already understands, why bother to ask poor Taoist again?"

Zhang Qingyun sighed slightly: "If there is no such method, how much confidence do fellow Taoists have to enter Taoism?"

Dongji Temple has been passed down for more than 800 years, and it cannot be said that there is no way to practice it. Even if it was like in the previous life, because the five hundred thousand walking around collected and destroyed the mysterious cultivation methods, even if Dongji Temple only has a simple way to enter the Tao, the qualifications are sufficient

, can also enter the Tao.

Zhao Dongji is twenty-three years old and has been practicing for nine years. Even if his talent is average, he has already entered Taoism... Cultivating Taoism is difficult, only one in a thousand can do it, and not everyone may aspire to Taoism, and those who practice Taoism may not have the best talent.

The requirements for entering Taoism are extremely high, otherwise, over thousands of years, starting from the Song Dynasty when Taoism was at its peak, and hundreds of years until now, it would be impossible for only a few people to spread the name.

Zhao Dongji suddenly understood and bowed deeply: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for clearing up the confusion."

Zhao Dongji stood up and left: "Fellow Taoist, please recover yourself first. I will tell you some secrets later."

If he didn't sacrifice his soul, he would probably have no hope of entering the Tao for the rest of his life... He would be satisfied if he could reach the foundation-building realm in the future by taking the side door. Zhang Qingyun frowned and reminded: "Fellow Taoist, upgrading the level of magical instruments is also the future.

..”

Zhao Dongji's body was shaken, and his face was full of hope.

...

"What fellow Taoist means is..."
To be continued...