Chapter 0930: Going the Other Way

In the rectangular hall, a three-meter-high four-legged giant tripod was placed in the middle. The tripod was engraved with strange patterns, such as clouds, fog, beasts, birds, and deformed talismans. Three Taoists walked around the tripod, each holding a different magic tool, chanting scriptures while walking. A ball of extremely pure fire burned under the tripod, and the tripod body was slightly red. The mist inside the tripod rose, and the hall was as hot as a furnace.

There were more magic tools placed in the four corners and walls of the hall, more than fifty pieces. The whole room was filled with strange fragrance, humming continuously, and occasionally the sound of bells rang. More than a hundred Taoists sat around the giant tripod, closing their eyes and thinking, most of them looked painful, and only a few remained calm.

Pangshan Grandmaster Yang Yannian brought Zuo Liuying here and said to him at the door: "You still want to go back to Pangshan, right?"

Zuo Liuying glanced over and recognized all the magic tools in the hall. Although they were not as good as the nine great treasures, they were all treasures above the ninth grade and belonged to the nine Taoist sects. They were rarely used at ordinary times, but now they were all gathered in the same room.

"If there is still a Pangshan Taoist sect." He said.

Yang Yannian lowered his eyes and raised them again, without responding to this sentence, "The Taoists who return to the Taoist sect must re-refine the inner elixir here-the ancestor is particularly kind and will let your inner elixir remain in the current state, no matter how it came from."

Yang Yannian left the hall. He had nothing to tell Zuo Liuying.

Another Taoist came over. Yashan Grandmaster Shen Cangqi personally presided over the magic circle for recreating the inner elixir. The more than ten Taoists standing in the hall were under his command.

"The ancestor personally injected magic power into the magic circle." Shen Cangqi stood side by side with Zuo Liuying, as if handing over the task.

Zuo Liuying saw that the source of the Patriarch's magic power was not the giant tripod in the middle, but an incense burner in the southeast corner. The smoke from it rose straight up and formed a three-foot diameter smoke ring on the roof.

"The Patriarch is too tolerant. Many disciples are confused. Why can the disciples who quit the Taoist sect be treated like this? Most of them have not made any contributions to the Taoist sect. Shen Zangqi himself did not show any confusion. "The Patriarch used facts to break all the rumors. Some people actually claimed that the Patriarch wanted to exterminate all living things in the world, even the Taoist sect. It's ridiculous."

"Do you think it's ridiculous?" Zuo Liuying asked.

Shen Zangqi's mouth moved slightly. He knew that this question was a trap. A real Taoist priest would not think rumors were ridiculous. For more than 100,000 years, all kinds of rumors about the Taoist sect have emerged one after another, and there is no need to take them seriously.

"The first person to return to the Taoist sect was six months ago. After you, there are less than ten people left, but the Taoist sect has no hope for them, so you may be the last one. "Shen Zangqi turned to face Zuo Liuying, his expression slightly solemn, "So far, no one has succeeded in refining the inner elixir. Several people have made faster progress. They did not spit out the elixir at the beginning, but the inner elixir has been mixed with a lot of impurities over the years. It will be restored to purity in about a month."

Before the Taoist sect retired, a group of Taoists were left behind. They were treated specially. They only removed the inheritance of Niwan Palace and did not need to spit out the inner elixir. Since the death of Shen Jiyi, the leader of the Yashan Taoist, these Taoists have been hiding. The Taoist sect recalled old disciples, and they were the first to rush back.

Shen Jiyi's death was directly related to Zuo Liuying. Shen Zangqi stared at him and did not speak for a long time. Zuo Liuying did not speak either, and did not react to the gazes shot at him.

"I hope you can set an example for everyone." Shen Zangqi's tone was even gentler, "Zuo Liuying, serve the seventh level of Yuemang, the whole Taoist sect needs you."

"I don't need the Taoist sect, I just need it. "Zuo Liuying pointed to the incense burner in the corner.

Shen Jiyi raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation. A Taoist priest had already placed a cushion near the giant tripod. Zuo Liuying walked over and saw many familiar faces on the way: Shen Shang from Pangshan, Gan Zhiwei from Hongshan, Meng Xu from Zhaoshan... They were also the most painful group of people.

Zuo Liuying did not sit on the designated cushion. He walked forward a few more steps and stopped at the foot of the giant tripod. The three Taoist priests who were circling showed obvious surprise, but they did their duty and did not stop casting spells. They just took two or three more steps when passing by Zuo Liuying.

The eyes of other Taoist priests also looked over. Some wanted to step forward to persuade Zuo Liuying to leave, but Shen Zangqi waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to do anything. An exception can be made for a Taoist priest who has served the seventh level of Yuemang, even if this realm is achieved through unorthodox practice.

"The great way is dead, and the Tao is everywhere. "Zuo Liuying put one hand on the hot tripod foot, and with a hiss, a white smoke immediately rose from the edge of his palm.

"The fire of Taoism will not be extinguished, and there is only one ultimate Taoism." Shen Cangqi said loudly in the distance, "You are a proof."

Zuo Liuying, who claimed that "Taoism is everywhere", returned to the Taoist tradition, which just proved that other "Taoism" is a dead end.

Zuo Liuying kept slapping the tripod foot, and white smoke rose with each slap. It did not disappear in the air, but became more and more, gradually spreading outward, as if it would occupy the entire hall.

The three Taoists who were walking around the tripod felt very uneasy and looked at Shen Cangqi frequently. As soon as they got the hint, they stopped casting spells and retreated.

Shen Cangqi watched silently, his eyes were deep, and his expression became more and more serious.

The white smoke did not stop, and it had occupied half of the hall. More than a dozen auxiliary Taoists stopped casting spells and retreated to the door, waiting for Shen Cangqi's instructions.

Zuo Liuying was still slapping the tripod foot. His palms were burned black, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Shen Zangqi finally stopped watching, and in a flash, he reached the opposite corner, with his back to Zuo Liuying, and stretched out his fingers to scratch on the incense burner. The expansion of the white smoke was stopped, but it had already enveloped the entire area. Some returning Taoist priests who are thinking about this.

Shen Zangqi once lost to Zuo Liuying in public. At that time, the competition was about illusions, which was not his strength. He did not use magical weapons, so his strength was greatly reduced and he was very unconvinced by the defeat. This time he wanted a fairer fight. .

The more than fifty magical weapons in the hall are basically controlled by Shen Zangqi. Only the giant cauldron in the middle is taken advantage of by Zuo Liuying and is regarded as his magical weapon.

The Patriarch's magic was so invisible that even the Taoist Priest Yuemang couldn't detect it. However, this time he did not participate in the battle and allowed Zuo and Shen to fight for it. Not long after, the situation in the hall changed drastically. Dark clouds and white mist mixed together. There was lightning and thunder, and all the magical instruments began to vibrate and make strange sounds.

The Taoist priest who was thinking was still thinking, but the more than a dozen Taoist priests at the door gradually showed panic. With their realm, they would not be easily tempted, but this time both sides of the fight were Yuemang Taoist priests, and their strength exceeded them by a lot, and The fighting area is right next to you, and the overlapping spells are almost touching the bodies of the spectators. If you breathe a little heavier, you may provoke the spell's retaliation.

The Taoist priests held their breaths and stood erect, not daring to move or ask what the fight was about and when it would end.

Shen Zangqi gradually gained the upper hand, and many magical weapons greatly improved his strength. For Taoist priests, this was not opportunistic at all. Magical weapons were originally an important part of Taoism.

Bang bang bang... The explosions continued continuously, and the many spells that filled the hall disappeared one after another, gradually returning to normal from the edge to the middle. The dozen or so auxiliary Taoist priests standing at the door were the first to get out of danger, and they all exhaled involuntarily. In front of the incomprehensible stronger person, Xingluo Taoist priest was as confused as any mortal.

The last bolt of lightning struck Zuo Liuying's head. His bun was opened and his hair was disheveled. His right hand stopped in the air and did not slap on the tripod's feet.

Shen Zangqi turned around, his expression was calm, but his face was slightly red. Even with the help of a large number of magic weapons, he still won with great reluctance. He was both proud of himself and secretly admired Zuo Liuying, and even the Taoist priest's heart was a little unstable. "The only one who has the best path, Zuo Liuying, the only one with the best path."

Zuo Liuying said nothing, and gave Shen Zangqi the Taoist gift. He turned around and walked past the returning Taoist priests who were still thinking, and went straight to the door. The auxiliary Taoist priests hurriedly gave way, and he actually pushed the door open and went out.

Everyone was puzzled. After all, Zuo Liuying was a Taoist priest named Yuemang, so he wouldn't throw away his sleeves after losing a battle. Half a year ago, although Shen Zangqi was defeated by Zuo Liuying in public, he behaved extremely generously. That's what a Taoist priest should be like.

Shen Zangqi was even more puzzled. He knew Zuo Liuying better than the average Taoist priest... Suddenly he woke up and laughed twice: "Zuo Liuying is Zuo Liuying. He has regained the Taoist inner elixir and does not need the magic circle. ”

The auxiliary Taoist priests were shocked. Among the more than a hundred returning Taoist priests in the hall, none of them could remove all the impurities in the inner elixir after several months. Zuo Liuying actually succeeded after a battle.

"His inner elixir itself is very pure. Others use thoughts to remove impurities, but he did the opposite and refining the inner elixir through a method of fighting. Even I got the idea and helped him unknowingly. "Shen Zangqi sighed, his pride gone, "Zuo Liuying really hasn't changed at all."

"Unchanged" Zuo Liuying walked out of the hall, stood on the first floor of the Daotong Tower, and looked up.

Taoist priests from the Nine Dao Traditions were coming and going. Everyone recognized Zuo Liuying and looked at him with puzzled eyes. Yang Yannian, the master of Pangshan, walked out of a door and stared at Zuo Liuying for a while, secretly wondering why he was like this. Yang Yannian had already walked out of the hall. Suddenly, Yang Yannian understood everything and shouted loudly: "Zuo Liuying, if you return to Taoism, you will be Taoist Pangshan!"

This is not a reminder, but a warning, a warning issued by Grandmaster Pang Shan to his disciples.

"There is only Taoism in this tower, not Pangshan." Zuo Liuying turned his eyes to Yang Yannian, and his voice showed a rare coldness, "I want to see the ancestor."

"The Patriarch did not summon you." Yang Yannian was very sure of this.

Several other masters also walked out of their respective rooms, and the Taoist priests who came and went avoided each other. There was no one around Zuo Liuying.

"Whether you can see the ancestor is a test and has nothing to do with the summons."

Zuo Liuying rose from the ground and rushed straight to the eighth floor of the Taoist Tower. Many Taoist priests saw it, and no one stopped him, not even the masters. They all wanted to see the result of the "test".