Chapter 97: Yang Shen Travels, Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master
In the illusion.
The sea of fire around them kept approaching the two of them, but they were forced back by the fairy light emitted by Yangping Zhidu's seal.
But if you look closely, you can easily find that the fairy light of Yangping Zhidu's seal is gradually shrinking, while the sea of fire is spreading bit by bit.
Li Daoxuan saw this and was anxious, but he was helpless.
Although the Yangping Zhidu Gongyin is powerful and almost a divine weapon, the master is injured and cannot fully exert its power.
However, the enemy is an eight-tailed demon fox in the Yangshen realm, possessing the innate magical powers of the Qingqiu clan. Looking across the world, he is considered a powerful being!
Time passed little by little, and the master was gradually losing his strength. The flames around him were already within three meters. Li Daoxuan stood in front of his master, and the Three Realms Gourd spewed out icy yellow springs.
Sizzle
Countless water vapor rose up, and the fire slowed down.
Although it was effective, the flames in this illusion were endless, and Li Daoxuan could only temporarily slow down the fire.
call!
Strong winds were blowing between heaven and earth. Four wind vents blew up long winds, blowing the fire to the extreme. The surging flames swept across heaven and earth, like angry waves hitting the shore!
The speed at which Li Daoxuan's gourd was gushing out the Yellow Spring could no longer keep up with the speed at which the flames were surging.
“Master!”
He turned his head and found that his master was pale, coughing up blood, and his eyes were full of pain, as if he was being tortured.
Even the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal on the master's head began to shake.
boom!
Seeing the sea of fire coming, Li Daoxuan didn't think much, with a look of determination in his eyes, he turned around and stood in front of his master.
The master didn't have to be trapped here, but when he heard that he was in danger, he rushed back from afar. Facing the great demon Yangshen, he resolutely drew his sword and fought with it, even though he knew he had old injuries.
Humans are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless?
What's more, Li Daoxuan is a man who values friendship and loyalty.
He looked at his master, laughed, and said, "What a loss! In the next life, you have to be my apprentice!"
boom!
The sea of fire raged and submerged the two of them.
…
Li Daoxuan closed his eyes and clenched his fists. He was ready to die, but he found that he did not feel any burning pain on his body.
"Haha, you evil disciple, you still want to be my master?"
Zhang Qianyang's voice sounded with a hint of ridicule, but a hint of emotion flashed in the depths of his eyes.
He reached out his hand and knocked Li Daoxuan's head hard, saying, "Why don't you pay your respects to the Grandmaster?"
Li Daoxuan was stunned, turned around and saw an old man who was glowing all over. He was wearing white clothes and white hair, with kind eyes, drooping ears, and a gaze as clear as water and as deep as the abyss.
At this moment, the old man was standing with his hands behind his back, looking at Li Daoxuan with a smile and nodding slightly.
The old man seemed to have not a real body, but a soul. His whole body was glowing and slightly transparent, but not eerie at all. Instead, he exuded a vast and masculine aura.
It’s like the spring thunder nourishes all things and the sun shines in all directions!
The raging flames all prostrated themselves at the old man's feet, like a tiger lowering its head or a dragon crouching.
Li Daoxuan was shocked. This was the Yang God traveling!
Master once said that the soul of a powerful Yang Shen is like the sun in the sky, vast and pure yang. Wherever it goes, it can kill evil and all demons will retreat, just like a god traveling in heaven!
Even in an era when immortals and Buddhas still exist, powerful Yangshen are considered great powers in the world and are well-deserved masters of enlightenment. If they take one step further, they can be included in the ranks of immortals.
Li Daoxuan hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, saying respectfully: "I am the ninth generation disciple of Longhu Mountain, Li Daoxuan, and I greet the Grandmaster!"
He finally understood what his master meant by shaking people. He was not shaking ghosts and gods, but the contemporary Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, the one who stood at the top of the human world!
The old man walked towards him and touched Li Daoxuan's head with a smile.
A warm current flowed into Li Daoxuan's body along the old man's hand, flowing through his limbs.
Li Daoxuan felt that there seemed to be something extra in his body, but also as if there was nothing.
"A little bit of pure Yang Qi, it's a small gift from Master. When you officially return to Longhu Mountain, Master will give you another good thing."
The old Taoist priest winked at Li Daoxuan and spoke in a kind and friendly voice.
At this time, Zhang Qianyang suddenly said, "Old man, pure Yang Qi is a good thing. Don't be partial to me. Give me some too!"
The old man looked at Zhang Qianyang, his expression changed immediately, his smile faded, and he snorted, as if he was disappointed in Zhang Qianyang.
"You evil disciple, you still have the nerve to talk to me? If you have the guts, never return to Longhu Mountain for the rest of your life!"
The old man was so angry that he walked up and hit Zhang Qianyang hard on the head .
However, despite his scolding, when the old man saw Zhang Qianyang trying hard to endure the pain, he sighed softly and pointed a finger at his forehead.
The next moment, Zhang Qianyang's brows immediately relaxed, he closed his eyes, and fell into a strange state.
As soon as the old man stretched out his hand, the Yangping Zhidu Gongyin came into his hand obediently, and he seemed a little excited.
"I handed you over to this evil disciple and let you suffer."
After that, the old man looked around and exclaimed, "The world is a furnace. This monster does have some spirit. It's a pity that it only has the form but not the spirit. It only has the skin and fur."
As he spoke, he stretched out his sword finger and made a light stroke.
Sizzle
It was as if cloth was cut by a sharp sword, and the surrounding space immediately shattered and disappeared.
Li Daoxuan only felt a flash before his eyes, and he returned to the house again. How could that horrifying illusion be broken so easily by his master?
In the courtyard, the soul refining bead has not yet been completed. It feels like a dream. So much time has passed in the illusion, but in reality it is just a few moments.
There was no one around, and Tushan Xuan actually ran away!
His voice sounded in the distance, as if coming from beyond the clouds.
"Zhang Zhiyan, you can protect them for a while, but can you protect them forever? One day, I will kill your apprentice and grand-apprentice with my own hands!"
This is a case of being angry and humiliated, but unable to win the fight, so the only thing he can do is say something harsh.
Zhang Zhiyan, the old Taoist priest of Mount Longhu, is the number one Taoist of the contemporary era. Although he has not taken action for decades, no one dares to touch his tiger whiskers.
The old Taoist priest smiled faintly and said, "I was planning to let you go, but why did you threaten me?"
As he said this he looked around and then walked to the water tank in the corner.
The water tank is full, clear and transparent, just reflecting the sea of clouds and blue sky in the sky.
Li Daoxuan was a little confused. He didn't know what his master was going to do. Tushan Xuan had already escaped and must have flown out of Xinyang County. Why didn't his master chase him but came to the water tank?
The old Taoist priest seemed to see the doubts in his heart, but did not explain. Instead, he smiled slightly and reached , it seemed as if his hand was reaching into the sea of clouds.
…
Tu Shanxuan used all his strength to perform the flying technique, and his speed was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he had left Xinyang County.
But he did not stop. Instead, he continued to fly forward and fled hundreds of miles in one breath before he stopped.
There was a hint of fear and a hint of pride in his eyes.
Being able to escape from the hands of the old Taoist priest of Mount Longhu is definitely something worth bragging about!
However, before he could feel proud for long, the sky suddenly darkened.
He looked up and suddenly felt cold all over.
He saw an old hand stretched out from the sea of clouds, like the arm of a god, reaching towards him, blocking out the sky and the sun...
