Chapter 237: Change of Dynasty

Dugongyuan.

The disciples took various materials and went to Dugongyuan to record their merits.

The merits of daily homework, morning and evening duty are fixed, which are fixed benefits for everyone every month.

If you want to improve, such as having more cultivation resources, improving your own talismans, and exchanging for more powerful secret methods, you need to do additional tasks to earn more merits.

This is a merit system based on the system of granting talismans. With this system, Taoism has unprecedented vitality.

In addition to human strongmen, there are also many snake people in the crowd.

These snake people are no different from normal humans. The only difference is that their body shape is different from that of normal people, and their faces do not have the hostility of ordinary demons.

The leading snake man is named Fenghua. His dark scales are like steel, flashing dangerous light, and there are lightning-like patterns on them.

Fenghua is the third person in Taoism who has learned thunder magic besides Xu Xuan, and is also regarded as the hope of the Huaxu clan.

"Master, the head of the leader of the Western Rat Nest is here!!"

Fenghua handed a storage bag to the person at the counter.

The old Taoist priest at the counter took a look with his eyes and then opened the booklet. The booklet showed Fenghua's basic information and this year's tasks. The merit column increased by another 100 points.

Fenghua looked around and said to the Taoist priest at the counter: "Where is Dugong?"

"Dugong is resting."

"Oh, that's it."

Fenghua was a little disappointed.

However, in recent years, Dugong has rarely appeared, and I don't know why.

When he entered the door before, if it weren't for Dugong leading the way, he probably didn't know how many obstacles he had encountered. He was very grateful to Dugong in his heart.

Backyard, pavilion.

Two old men were blowing the breeze and looking at the calm lake. The atmosphere was a little silent.

A tall and thin old man on the other side suddenly sighed: "We are old after all."

"Yes, time is unforgiving." The Taoist priest with white hair and beard, that is, Fu Tongling, smiled.

Back then, I was just an old man who was good at fighting. If it weren't for the Taoist master's help, I wouldn't be who I am today, nor would I become the leader of the five thousand Taoist disciples.

This is probably fate.

The old man next to him is Mei Xi, who was also one of the first elders to join the Taoist sect. He relied on the resources of the Taoist sect to break through the foundation-building stage, and now he is in the twilight of his life.

"Why don't you give way to the young people?" Fu Tongling suddenly said.

Fu Tongling is also 160 years old this year, and there are only 40 years left before the upper limit of the foundation-building stage.

It's not bad to spend 40 years to enjoy the rest of his life.

Mei Xi was stunned, then smiled and said, "Okay, I will explain the situation to the Taoist master tomorrow. It's meaningless to stay here, but people will dislike it. Who will replace us?"

"Anyone can do it. This is not our business."

Wow!

At this time, Xu Xuan suddenly appeared beside the two.

"Tongling, there is something..."

"Taoist master, I want to withdraw." Fu Tongling suddenly said.

"Why? Is it because of the heavy worldly affairs?" Xu Xuan asked in confusion.

"No, I am old and weak, so I have to retire and give the opportunity to the newcomers. After completing this last task, I plan to retire."

"Me too!" Mei Xi on the side also said.

"Okay." Xu Xuan took out two pills, "This is the longevity pill, which can extend life by 20 years."

The longevity pill is also a reward for the two people's work for so many years.

"Thank you, Taoist Master!"

The few people discussed the task.

"You are going to build a formation to cover the entire Qiyun Mountain. If it doesn't work, you can also cover the halfway point."

"A mountain protection formation?" Fu Tongling frowned. This mountain protection formation is too big. How many resources will it consume?

"No, just create a formation to divide and block the external spiritual energy."

At present, the other world is like this. The other world does not absorb all the filth in the spiritual energy, but is mixed with a small amount of spiritual energy.

Xu Xuan wanted to separate this space. If the spiritual energy here is sent over, although it will purify the spiritual energy, it will also cause the concentration to become thinner. At this time, some of the spiritual energy from the outside will be released in and combined with the purified spiritual energy.

After a few rounds of this, a hill with slightly purer spiritual energy can be formed.

"If it is just to isolate the spiritual energy from the outside, it is quite simple. Give me half a year."

The formation to isolate spiritual energy is not difficult. The storage of many spiritual objects requires the isolation of spiritual energy. What Fu Tongling has to do is nothing more than to enlarge this formation.

"Okay!"

Xu Xuan continued to return to the Bronze Temple to practice.

Bang!

The door of the temple was closed, and Xu Xuan looked at the glittering sacred tree.

"How about making an altar? The mirror is worshipped here for a long time."

Use the spiritual veins here as consumption to keep the cracks open all the time, so that the spiritual energy can be continuously released.

The world over there is very big, and this little polluted spiritual energy is nothing.

Isn't it just the extent of breaking an egg into the sea? The whole sea will not turn into egg drop soup.

What Xu Xuan didn't know was that most of the spiritual energy drifted to the human world.

"Just do it." Xu Xuan conjured up a mirror and placed it on the altar, and the golden crack opened.

Spiritual energy was transmitted to the mirror all the time.

Xu Xuan did not shift his gaze to that side, but looked at the world in the mirror.

Two hundred years passed.

The Demon Sect developed into a regional sect.

Wanyin Mountain.

It was dark all year round, and the gloomy demon clouds covered the top of the mountain.

Above the sky, a group of bird and beast Taoists were patrolling, and there were also corpse-reincarnated immortals who turned into smoke and turned into clouds to travel.

The defense here was impenetrable, and the demon cultivators here were all kinds of strange, some with copper heads, and some with multiple eyes.

Their ferocity was so fierce that even the local demon sects called them invincible.

In the deepest part of the Eternal Night Palace.

A man sat cross-legged in the center of the hall.

This person was pale, with white hair and eyebrows. Only the black wings behind him showed that he was unusual. Otherwise, I would have thought he was a young man from some family.

This person was Yu Luo. After years of practice, Yu Luo had entered the realm of returning to nature and entered the seventh level of the Nine Transformations of the Winged Man. If he advanced one level, he would break through the Nascent Soul.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't break through in the end and could only watch his life slip away.

Squeak!

At this time, the door opened.

Another young man came in. The young man had wings like him and a third eye between his eyebrows. He was also a Jindan cultivator, but his momentum was much worse than Yu Luo.

"Wang Ziye, you are here?" Yu Luo opened his eyes, and the devilish thoughts in his eyes made people tremble in their hearts.

This was Yu Luo's proud disciple, and also a three-eyed person.

"Disciple greets Master. I wonder what the Master wants to recruit disciples for?" Wang Ziye knelt down.

"I'm dying. Don't worry. The position of the Demon Lord is yours!" Yu Luo laughed.

"Disciple dare not!"

Wang Ziye was shocked, not happy, but confused.

He imagined the death of his master countless times, and even built his own secret hand to prevent things from changing in the future, and prepare to kill his master and fellow disciples.

This is the style of the demon sect.

But at this time, Wang Ziye was also a little confused. Can he really control the demons?

And is the master saying this to test him?

"Don't think about it. Let's talk frankly. You calculate the time. I'm almost dead. There's no point in scheming. Our interests are the same now."

"What do you want, Master?"

"After I die, you should quickly control the Demon Sect with your Anbu. You can kill Qianmu and Yujian. Xuanming, Tangyou and Luyao are my most loyal subordinates with high prestige. Use them to stabilize the Demon Sect first, then kill them and replace them with your own people."

"Remember, pass it on. The inheritance of the Heavenly Demon King will not be destroyed, and the Demon Sect will not be extinct!"

Facing the alternation of power, Yu Luo sold out those who were loyal to him without hesitation.

"Disciple will remember it!"

Such a frank instruction made Wang Ziye's eyes red.

This cold Demon Sect actually made him feel a ray of warmth.

Yu Luo conjured up a magic mirror and said to it, "Master Mirror Fairy, I am leaving. Ziye, I will pass this treasure to you!!"

"Yes!!"

Wang Ziye finally couldn't hold back his tears. He recalled the scene when he first met his master when he was a child. The fact that he had obtained the magic mirror that he had been dreaming of could not wash away his sadness.

He didn't expect that his master would love him so much at the most important moment of his life.

This must be the inheritance, right?

At this time, Yu Luo's body shrank rapidly, and he aged to a degree visible to the naked eye.

Death is approaching!

He pinched his fingers, and the dark magic energy surged wildly, and the sound of whistling wind resounded in the hall.

A drop of dark blood was forced out of his fingertips.

This is the blood of the feathered man, and it also gathers Yu Luo's lifelong skills.

"Ziye, let go of your mind! Receive the magic power! You are the master of the Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect will be handed over to you in the future!!"

"Yes!"

Wang Ziye bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to welcome the magic blood.

This is the most important treasure, and it is also what makes Yu Luo different from others.

He opened his mind without reservation, and the devil blood slowly melted into his forehead.

After an unknown amount of time, the devil energy dissipated.

Wang Ziye opened his eyes, but his expression was unusually strange, and his demeanor was somewhat like Yu Luo.

This person is indeed Yu Luo.

"Ahem, not bad, very suitable. Ziye, you are too deep into the role, you are the most suitable body for me! Hahaha!!!"

"Wang Ziye" roared to the sky, his devil thoughts were overwhelming, and the three eyes between his eyebrows were dazzling with devil light.