It also shows that the two veteran Taoists are not pure in their ways, their magic power is not refined, and they are not yet able to fully control the power they possess.

Under the blue clouds, there are two white jade futons placed on one left and one on the right. The Taoist master, Xiao Zhang, is sitting cross-legged on the futons, listening to the two old Taoists debating Taoism with a smile. The Taoist master, Xiao Zhang

The Taoist priests have long beards under their jaws, and they have an immortal Taoist body, which is indeed worthy of their current status as head teachers of the two sects.

On the first floor, below Xiao Zhang, there were nearly a hundred Taoists sitting cross-legged on both sides. They had faint smiles on their faces and listened calmly to the discussion of the two old masters. Occasionally, someone would gain something, and his head would suddenly turn purple.

Qi Jinxia has steadily increased by one point, and it is obvious that Taoxing's magic power has taken another step forward.

With ten thousand years of management and ten thousand years of savings, the Kunlun and Zhongnan sects can be considered to be very strong and powerful, which is very different from the past. Now the two sects combined can be regarded as a medium force in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, enough to compete for hegemony.

Master Baishui had just said a few words about the mysterious method of cultivating the golden lotus in the fire, and a purple-clothed Taoist hurriedly walked into the hall, and knelt down respectfully under His Majesty Dan, who was nearly a hundred feet away from the old Taoists.

"I would like to report to my two ancestors, my ancestors, and the disciple who is in charge of the alchemy room, that there is a shortage of materials for alchemy, and there is not enough elixir produced in the medicine garden. In recent years, there have been more new disciples, and even the foundation stone has been laid.

The supply of elixirs is somewhat insufficient."

After Bai Shui Hanhe stopped his moral mantra to signal the Taoist to speak, the Taoist in purple immediately spoke with great respect.

"There are not enough ingredients for the elixir? How do the disciples in charge of the medicine garden do their work?"

Taoist Xiao Zhang immediately shouted coldly: "The disciples in charge are unfavorable, so they will be sent to the mine as directors. The Jiuyou Taoist disciples in the medicine garden were lazy, so they selected the 100 people with the highest Taoist practices and killed them, and took their essence, blood and soul.

That’s alchemy.”

The Taoist Master also said slowly: "If the elixir is not enough, just use demon pills and demon spirits to supplement it. From now on, there is no need to report back for such trivial matters."

The purple-robed Taoist retreated respectfully, while Master Baishui and Master Hanhe continued to lecture on their Taoism as if nothing had happened.

Zhengyi and Xiao Zhang looked at each other and smiled. There was a slight hesitation in their eyes, but this hesitation was quickly thrown aside by them.

A long, long time ago, they seemed to have a brother named Zhehua, and they seemed to have a good friend named Gu Xiechen. However, they had only known each other for a hundred years, and their friendship with Gu Xiechen had only been for decades. But now,

Ten thousand years have passed!

In ten thousand years, they had even forgotten the appearance of Zhehua and Gu Xiechen.

Disciples of Jiuyou Dao? Well, they still remember the name Jiuyou Dao, which proves that they still care about their old friends.

Yunhua Mountain is such an immortal mansion. It can accommodate a group of monsters and ghosts to live here, which is a great honor for them.

Vaguely, Zhengyi and Xiao Zhang seemed to hear the curses and howls of pain coming from the medicine garden of Jiuyou Dao disciples before they died, but so what? The inner elixirs of demons and monsters were taken by Taoists.

Refining elixirs, isn’t this how it has been done since ancient times?

The eyes of the two people moved slightly, and then they regained their composure.

The moral mantras of Master Baishui and Master Hanhe were still going on. I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was a cup of tea, maybe it was a day’s work, and suddenly there was a very deep, powerful, and full of evil sound outside Yunhua Mountain.

Charming voice.

"Baishui and Hanhe, two old friends, have returned to the mountain. Why did you tie the mountain gate so tightly?"

The futon made of purple and gold silk under Baishui and Hanhe disappeared silently. The muscles on the faces of the two veterans trembled and they exclaimed in unison: "Old zombie? He's not dead? Why is he back?"

"

Master Baishui stood up abruptly and shouted in a low voice: "Gather all the disciples above the immortal realm to set up a demon-slaying formation."

Master Hanhe stood up in a hurry and shouted sternly: "Take action with the disciples and drive all Jiuyou Dao disciples into the caves and imprison them. Anyone who dares to resist will be shot without mercy!"

While they were together, Taoist Xiao Zhang stood up in a hurry and hurriedly followed the order and went out.

However, a loud noise was heard outside, causing Yunhua Mountain to tremble up and down. The mountain-protecting formations that the Kunlun and Zhongnan factions had put in countless efforts over thousands of years were actually destroyed in one fell swoop.

With monstrous demonic flames and fierce power soaring into the sky, the Corpse Emperor walked directly towards the Second Immortal Palace on a cloud of dark clouds with a smile.

In the valley where Yan Jiang and others were, a ball of rustic air suddenly rose from the ground, and Zhe Hua emerged from the ground holding a cigar in his mouth.

He patted his butt hard, and Zhehua laughed loudly: "Yan Jiang, senior brother, get out of here. Hey, I can smell the corpse smell of you, a dead zombie, from a long distance away. Hey, hurry up."

Come out, senior brother, I’m back!”

What greeted Zhehua was dozens of sword lights flying from the entrance of the valley behind him.

In the hut, Yan Jiang shouted, "Brother, be careful."

Zhehua's face darkened, and he blasted the dozens of sword lights into pieces with one backhand blow.

The "Dang Shen Curse", a secret spell learned from the Great Wasteland Sutra since ancient times, suddenly broke out. Dozens of Taoists in the Taoist temple at the entrance of the valley shouted in unison, and everyone's spirits were destroyed and they fell to the ground dead.

Zhehua's face darkened, and his Daluo Jinxian-level consciousness spread around, and he could see everything in Yunhua Mountain clearly in an instant.

"Xiao Zhang!"

"Zhengyi!"

"Ox nose!"

"I will fuck your old mother and take all your granddaughters below the eighteenth generation!"

Zhehua's body was trembling violently, and he quickly rushed into the hut where Yanjiang was recovering from his injuries.

After a cup of tea, Yue Hua rushed out of the hut with a gloomy face, spread out a pair of huge fleshy wings behind his back, and quickly flew into the sky.

Nearly a hundred Kunlun Taoists formed an array and rushed towards Yuehua, and countless swords, light and immortal magic were blasted towards them.

Zhe Hua just snorted coldly, and nearly a hundred Kunlun Taoists all fell down from the clouds. They were already bleeding from their seven orifices and fell to the ground dead.

In the valley, dozens of Zhuehua protected Yan Jiang and other core disciples of Jiuyou Dao as they walked out of the hut, and escorted them towards the mine pit and medicine garden.
Chapter completed!