"How could you become the Ghost Emperor if I didn't force you?"

Gu Wen drank the last sip of tea, and was not surprised by the change in the other party. Instead, he smiled slightly: "How can I compare? How different is Fu Jun's power from mine?"

The tea cup was put down, and there was a "click" sound, and the surrounding area had become a boundary of eight hundred miles in length and breadth.

Only the two of them stood in the void. Gu Wen stretched his body. The ancestor of the demon was extremely vigilant. He was thinking about countermeasures and Gu Wen's Taoist preference. Should he be defensive or offensive?

Gu Wen said lazily: "I will tell you how to fight. Keep a distance of three feet from me. You will definitely die within three feet."

Three feet?

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor frowned, not quite understanding the meaning, but the next moment he couldn't help but think about it, a fist flew straight towards his face.

The fist was simple and simple, and could be swung by a mortal, but it made him tremble all over.

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor immediately retreated, moved a hundred miles, raised his finger, tens of thousands of wrinkles appeared in the void, and layers of ghosts were like a tsunami.

The attack is ninety-nine magical powers. If the ordinary Mahayana encounters one of the ghosts, it will either die or be disabled. Only the Taoist realm can deal with it calmly.

This is just a casual blow from the immortal, and all Taoist realms need to deal with it with all their strength.

The folds were flattened, but the fists remained unabated. Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, they still thought they were three feet away from the door in front of them.

The ancestor of the demon used all kinds of methods, including ghost shadows, demonic hands, qi evil spirits, blood miasma - countless evil ways.

But these are all mortal methods. He, an immortal, is still too young and too clumsy.

A ray of light emerged from Sanhua's dark eyebrows. In an instant, countless better methods emerged, and one of the techniques jumped out.

Yin and yang cut off at dusk.

There is no need to practice or comprehend, as being the Ghost Emperor of the West, you have your own magic method.

The ancestor of the demon used his hand to make a knife, and slashed out a dim yellow light, like a straight line separating yin and yang, fell on his fist, and turned into nothingness.

There was no sound, only a chaotic shock, and there was a wound on the back of Gu Wen's hand.

The long-lost pain appeared, and the endless life force emerged from the wound, and he blew it away in one breath.

"Can the Ghost Emperor hurt me?"

After Gu Wen received this confirmation, not only was he not afraid, but he was very happy.

He has long seen that the so-called earthly officials and immortals are essentially the embodiment of saintly powers, so that people can live forever without practicing cultivation.

The Five Directions Ghost Emperor's ability to injure himself is naturally due to the Earth Sage, which in turn can reversibly reveal the gap between himself and the Earth Sage!

Gu Wen punched out again. The Heavenly Demon Ancestor only had one sword, and this was the only one he could use.

A dim yellow light appeared, and the power of splitting Yin and Yang was shattered by a simple punch, and the fist hit the face of the ancestor of the demon heavily.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, the Tao body was shattered, and the body-protecting methods were shaken off like skin flakes.

The Demon Ancestor almost fainted and was left half disabled, but before he could recover his breath, he punched again.

"Please keep your hands, Holy Lord!"

A ray of Buddha's light flew out from nowhere and turned into a white lotus to block in front of the fist.

One leaf of the white lotus is nine thousand feet tall, and one flower is nine thousand miles tall. It looks like it is hanging in the sky, blocking Gu Wen's fist.

The female Buddha appears, plump and dressed in light veil.

Without any explanation, the fist hit her face firmly, causing her whole face to be dented and broken.

The Buddha's voice drifted: "The position of Ghost Emperor of the Five Directions is of great importance. If one is missing, the world will be in chaos."

"He is not the Ghost Emperor from ancient times to the present. How come he wasn't in chaos before?"

Gu Wen couldn't help laughing when he heard the words of the female Buddha and said: "Whether the world is in chaos or all sentient beings are suffering from disasters, Gu Wen is the one who is in trouble."

The female Buddha fell silent, and the Buddha's light dissipated into the void.

He grabbed the head of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor with one palm, and slowly sunk in with his five fingers. Gu Wen was not in a hurry to kill, but slowly and carefully chewed the Heavenly Demon Ancestor's Tao.

Crush the Ghost Emperor's method bit by bit.

Crush the fluorescent light and print out a tall black figure.

The two looked at each other after eight hundred years.

"Mortal, you've gone too far."

"Di Sheng, you are looking for death."

That year, the Taoist was sixty-five years old, and the crown of the jujube tree in the yard was twenty feet high.

Yu Hua took a bamboo pole and hit the jujubes. One by one, the oval jujubes hit the expressionless Qingyi Taoist on the head. He sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes to meditate.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance hit my nose, and I felt a foreign object sticking out from my lips.

The Qingyi Taoist suddenly opened his eyes and stuffed a big date into his mouth.

"I'm going to get angry if you keep doing this."

The beautiful and elegant face was very close, her nose was slightly wrinkled, and her eyes were clear and clear in her autumn eyes.

"When I come, you can't practice your Qi, you can't enter meditation, and you can't close your eyes."

"Then what do I do?"

"You can do whatever you want with the rest, but you can't practice anyway. Every time I come down, I can only stay for seven days to a month, and then I have to wait for another five years."

"In just five years, five breaths passed with my eyes closed."

The Taoist priest in Qingyi looked at the white clouds as if they were misty and uncertain. He raised his hand to pick off a white cloud and leaned on it slightly. It was not considered meditating.

"There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and you don't know the year even when it's cold. You can also practice cultivation, and it will pass as soon as you close your eyes and open them."

"I have not practiced cultivation for five years. I wake up early in the morning and sleep at night. I eat three meals a day like a normal person."

"Why?"

"Because this way time will pass slower. The four seasons of the monks are like one day. Spring is in the morning, summer is at noon, autumn is in the evening, and winter is in the evening."

Yu Hua took a step forward, turned around and smoothed the hem of her skirt. The figure outlined by her close-fitting clothes was like a peach. She sat next to the Taoist in Qingyi and lay on the white clouds, looking up at the sky.

"This is the rule of most retreats. It is best to change the season every time you wake up, so as not to lose your sense of time."

She turned her head again, smiling like a flower, and her eyebrows opened like jade brocade.

"I am just like a mortal. There are more than 300 days in spring, summer, autumn and winter. I can record how long it will take to see you again every day. Five years is more than 1,800 days, and I can miss you 1,800 times.

I missed you dozens of times."

The blue clouds in the Qingyi Taoist's eyes disappeared, and he trembled slightly. He couldn't help but pecked his red lips, causing the peonies to bloom red.

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Gu Wen laughed and said, "Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps?"

You are always so self-centered and always do your own thing.

At Dragon Bridge, I was afraid that you would cause trouble, but you would visit me every night. Now I am afraid that you are dead, but you always do whatever you want.

I practice day and night to keep you from the mortal world, and I struggle to see you in heaven.

I just want to go out and see the world. All I want is to travel with her to the Fairy Mountain and the Sword Mountain.

Ancient towns, ancient temples, and the world of mortals.

If the immortals cannot be with you, then they will be above the immortals.

If I am not able to rejoice with you when I am complete, then I am not complete.

If you are not allowed to become an immortal, you will become a saint; if you are not allowed to become a saint, you will become a demon.
Chapter completed!