Chapter 165 The immortal has no master

The Wuzhu Taoist is going crazy!

In order to break the illusion, he used countless methods, and even cruelly sealed his six senses and closed his mind.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the empty realm remained the same.

It was as if he never moved a step from beginning to end.

What frightened him the most was that the empty realm was empty, the spent Yuan Qi could not be replenished, and the incense from the Dao Palace could not be delivered. After many attempts, his Yuan Qi reserves were already in danger.

As a last resort, he put aside his old face and tried to save himself.

He first called his fellow disciples with incense, but after getting no response, he finally realized that this was not an illusion.

This is the empty realm!

How many ascetics have been searching for a place that they can't find, but they are hit by him accidentally. However, what they get is not to hear the Tao in the morning, but to die in the evening.

But fear.

——Between life and death, there is great terror, born in the heart and manifesting in the body.

Once his Yuan Qi is exhausted, his body and death path will disappear, and even turning to the ghost realm will become a luxury.

How could he still calm down?

Especially the Neijing Palace, which emphasizes "nurturing the six gods and killing the three corpses", pays special attention to the three corpses, which only makes the distracting thoughts in the heart more complicated.

I don't know how long it has passed, but when the Taoist heart of Wuzhu was in danger, he gritted his teeth and chanted the Mingchen Taoist name, trying to communicate with Mo Chuan through the incense Tao.

This is his only hope of saving himself!

After all, it was Mo Chuan who led him into this place by mistake.

"I am a poor man but I have no master. Please bow to the Immortal Master Mingchen!"

The next second, Taoist Wuzhu's pupils dilated, because Taoist Mingchen responded to the incense.

【Liver God·Wooden Green Dragon】

The illusion of a red bird suddenly appeared in his eyes, and in an instant, the scenery at the end of the incense was reflected in his eyes.

Taoist Wuzhu finally meets Mo Chuan again.

However, compared to Mo Chuan, the scenery around Mo Chuan is more eye-catching.

Just a startling glance made Wuzhu Taoist stunned.

Then he saw that world, a glazed building, brightly lit, exquisite and clear everywhere, as bright as a sea of ​​stars.

On the galloping road, there is a stream of light, like stars in the sky, traveling across the earth.

The end is:

Thousands of golden lights are rolling in red neon, and thousands of auspicious energy are spraying purple mist;

The bright clouds reflected the skylight, and the mist covered the mouth of the mountain.

'The palace has a table, a musical instrument, a building and a festival, a panoramic view and smoke, and the morning light shines in the sky... is this a heavenly palace?'

Taoist Wuzhu's heart was shaken with excitement. He gritted his teeth and his vital energy spurted out, stimulating his courage and spirit.

[Bold God·Long Yao Wei Ming]

Suddenly, the snake wrapped around its body roared, opened its teeth and claws, and rushed away following the incense.

However, the strange and beautiful fantasy has fascinated Taoist Wuzhu for too long, and even the snap of a finger is enough to make Mo Chuan blow away the incense.

The snake had just reached the halfway point when the incense passage that bridged the two worlds suddenly disappeared into thin air.

"Roar--"

"No!"

Tan She and Wuzhu Taoist roared in unison, their eyes widening in anger.

——What is more desperate than despair is giving hope that is impossible.

…

At the same time, Mo Chuan's old face suddenly darkened as he blew away the incense.

He stood up and sat up, his expression was uncertain for a while, he suddenly refined his spirit and controlled his energy, escaped into Taixu, rolled up his body, and rushed towards the suburbs.

He rarely uses Taoism in reality.

Because he is not sure whether there are masters in this world?

Therefore, in order to keep this "safe house", it is better to survive quietly.

But now he can't control it.

He must deal with the Wuzhu Taoist as soon as possible.

Otherwise, every incense stick in the future will make him nervous.

Refining the spirit into the void, you can fly thousands of miles.

Not long after, a green figure suddenly appeared in the dark wilderness of Xingnan City.

After he landed on the ground, he immediately sat cross-legged, placed the Three Scenery Sword across his knees, and waited quietly for Taoist Wu Zhu.

——Wuzhu Taoist saw the bright lights here in Mo Chuan; Mo Chuan also saw that the world around Wuzhu Taoist was as empty as space.

So he was sure that Wuzhu Taoist would burn incense again.

really!

Not long after, a wisp of green smoke appeared from nothingness. Mo Chuan hesitated for a moment and responded immediately.

"The art of earth evil, please be kind to fellow Taoist!"

No one was seen, but an urgent call came.

Seeing Taoist Wu Zhu again, he did not rush over in a hurry. Instead, he gritted his teeth and recited the technique of [Disha·Bigu].

Mo Chuan's heart moved and he waited quietly for him to finish.

When the Bigu Technique is mastered, billowing incense pours out of the body, follows the incense passage, wraps around the Taoist Wuzhu and brings him in.

This time Taoist Wuzhu did not resist and allowed the incense to come to him.

The next second, a flash of purple light appeared in front of Mo Chuan.

"It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. A poor Taoist is willing to shoulder a thorn and plead guilty, just asking..."

As soon as Wuzhu Taoist Fang showed up, he immediately handed over his hand to plead guilty.

However, before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

I saw Taoist Wuzhu's face changed drastically. In the blink of an eye, the heaven and earth seemed to have the will of the Great Dao, glaring angrily, sending six evil spirits and eight evil spirits to surround him, calling out evil spirits, killing the hostages, skinning and tearing apart the bones!

He couldn't move.

After eight hundred years of hard practice, it is like hundreds of rivers bursting their banks and flowing thousands of miles.

It’s terrifying!

"This, why is this?"

Wuzhu Taoist was so shocked that he quickly stopped his spleen, spirit, and soul, and strengthened his body to resist the killings of heaven and earth!

"Fellow Taoist, can't you see it yet? Heaven and earth are rejecting you!"

Mo Chuan was on alert, but did not stay away.

——He was worried that Wuzhu Taoist would go crazy and rush into a populated place.

"Heaven and earth repel? Could it be... could this really be the ninth heaven?"

Taoist Wuzhu opened his eyes and looked around, he could faintly see the city with bright lights in the sky.

Looking at the sky out of the corner of my eye, I could even see something flashing, walking leisurely.

Mo Chuan said nothing, but became increasingly vigilant!

However, in just a few words, Wuzhu Taoist's 800-year-old cultivation has fallen to the fifth level, much faster than the original ghost boy Wangsheng.

This scene made Mo Chuan feel a little enlightened.

I especially remember that when Wei Lai came over, he was simply rejected by heaven and earth.

The headless ghost and Wangsheng were deprived of their moral integrity.

Looking at the Wuzhu Taoist, it is obvious that the higher the Taoism, the easier it is to arouse the laws of heaven and earth!

"Save me, poor Taoist, I would like to be a fairy boy!"

The moment he guessed the ninth heaven, Taoist Wuzhu could no longer resist the strangulation of heaven and earth. With a pop, he knelt on the ground and prayed for his life.

At this moment, what kind of immortality is there, what kind of purple-robed immortal is there, what kind of inner-viewing skills...

Under the terror of life and death, they were all reduced to mortal remains.
To be continued...