Sighing with a sigh, Lin Xiao’s hands are one index, and ten red thunders fall. Those people’s bodies are suddenly shattered. They are twisted and ferocious, and the whole body is dark. They have vaguely condensed into a solid soul, screaming and flying out of the shattered body. Perhaps because of the pain and near-death fear, they have obliterated these people’s sense of mind. They reached out and opened their mouths and descended on Lin Xiao and Taoist Hongye. These souls are hundreds of feet away from Lin Xiao. A disgusting stench has already come to me. Taoist Hongye was accidentally contaminated by that stench, and his abdomen immediately burst into flames, and a mouthful of filt

Conveniently, I gave a clearing and detoxicating panacea to Taoist Hongye, and Lin Xiao opened her mouth and sang a sutra to purify the evil barrier of the dead. With Shen Xiaobai for millions of years, Lin Xiao has learned a lot of Buddhist magical powers. As Lin Xiao sang the sutra, he scattered a number of evil spirits from these dead bodies, and their souls rushed out of these people. Everyone seemed to be relieved, and they kept worshiping and worshiping Lin Xiao in vain.
Nodded gently and waved Lin Xiao’s hand to send these undead into the reincarnation. Then Lin Xiao’s face was full of murderous look. The bald man witch curse was drilled from those undead bodies by Lin Xiao and condensed into hundreds of twisted symbols with long black smoke. The panicked monks heard a "scratching" sound. These monks’ bodies, together with their souls, were blown to pieces, and the physical pieces were shattered. However, these monks’ shattered souls still retained their activity and were still involved in the reincarnation. It was no longer possible to crush their souls.
The secret method of the Wu clan is so malicious and secretive. Lin Xiao was stunned by the vicious power of this spell. He looked up at the sky and mumbled a few words. Then he grabbed the Taoist priest Hongye and jumped straight at the main peak of Yinscorpion Mountain. There were more than a thousand monks wearing gray robes, all kinds of vicious methods to collect evil spirits and ghosts. If these Taoist priests met Lin Xiao, it would be a thunderbolt, and they would be stunned all the way until they reached the main peak of Yinscorpion Mountain. The Taoist priest Hongye pointed to the foot of the mountain and had a vertical dark diameter of more than a hundred feet.
"Five Poisons and Evil Wind Cave?" Lin Xiao shook his head, and his immortal knowledge swept through the cave and found that the cave stretched for hundreds of miles straight, with caves of different sizes and holes. All the people cultivated three old devils, but there was no ordinary man. Besides, Lin Xiao lost a bottle of erysipelas, which volatilized very quickly, and killed tens of thousands of people in just one meal, and cast a unique spell to remove the hole poison gas. Lin Xiao swaggered into the cave with red leaves.
From the mouth of the cave to the depths of the cave, you can see stiff monks lying down all the way. These evil monks are all dead on weekdays. Their souls have also been lost by Lin Xiao. The bottle of erysipelas obliterates the red leaves. The Taoist priest looked at these old days and held his head high. I couldn’t help but feel a cold sweat oozing from my forehead, but then I couldn’t help but feel a burst of joy.
Lin Xiao also saw that Road flyover Hongye strongly resisted his joy. He smiled slightly. "I don’t deceive you that I just rose to the celestial world, but I don’t know anything about celestial affairs, so I sent myself to a big country. Since you have entered the legacy, it is your fate to practice and work hard. You will have your good fortune in the future."
Hearing Lin Xiao’s frank words, Taoist Hongye hurriedly bowed down to Lin Xiao’s gift and said, "I obey the master’s orders ~ it turns out that the master is really a god!" If you want to be elated, the Taoist priest will be in the mood of French red leaves. He thinks that the graves of generations of ancestors in his family have finally smoked, and it is a big risk. Otherwise, how can he worship a god teacher? The gods, those tall gods, but can a small person like him touch them?
However, the thought that Lin Xiao had just ascended to Taoist Hongye, a celestial being, suddenly dawned on me. Otherwise, how could Lin Xiao accept himself?
After walking along the winding evil wind cave for a while, according to the guidance of Lin Xiao’s fairy knowledge, they came to the door of the deepest warehouse in the abode of fairies and immortals. Naturally, all the treasures of those fallen monks were searched by Taoist Hongye. The door of this warehouse was several feet high, and it was a rare thing that Venus flashed faintly in the dark. A large piece of star silver essence was cast in the celestial world, which made all the immortals break their heads-because it was to cast artifact materials, but the three goddesses were in the celestial world.
Chapter three hundred and thirty-four Godsworn
The material of the gate is extremely rare, but it is common for the gate to be banned. Lin Xiao, with one sleeve, swept the gate away, and the jewels suddenly swept out of the warehouse. Lin Xiao’s perception is now made by the strong light, and the road flyover is even more unbearable. He looked at the treasure house in Fiona Fang, which is ten miles high and ten miles high, and almost drooled.
Thousands of countries in Fiona Fang pay tribute to Yin Scorpion Mountain every hundred years. Three old devils have occupied Yin Scorpion Mountain for hundreds of thousands of years. It is conceivable how many treasures they have plundered, such as gold, silver and jewelry in the secular world, but they can’t see what they can hide in the warehouse. It must be all kinds of practice materials, and the special materials in the divine world can naturally be used freely to make artifacts. Which of these materials is not a radiant glow, which releases strong energy fluctuations?
In such a large warehouse, 99% of the materials are artifact-grade materials, and the remaining 1% is that ordinary monks can transport lingshi and various ores. Looking at the mountains of materials in front of them, Lin Xiao couldn’t help but feel dumb. Even if he holds the palm of his hand and opens up the world, how much energy does it take to refine such a large amount of artifact raw materials? Gently shook his head. Lin Xiaochang sighed, "The ancients didn’t deceive me if they were not rich!"
Road flyover Hongye’s eyes are red and he looks at the pile of spiritual stones and minerals that monks can transport in the warehouse and hisses, "Master, respect these things ~"
Lin Xiao glanced at these materials, which are very important to him, and said indifferently, "You take them and share them equally with other disciples. By the way, leave a copy for your disciples. Well, there are enough materials for you to practice to the realm of immortals. Those three damn fools are really pigs. There are so many lingshi here for hundreds of thousands of years, and there are also Yuan gods who deserve to be killed."
A green light rushes out of the lotus flowers in the green light, and gradually fills the warehouse. Artifact-level raw materials are swept away by Lin Xiao, and Taoist Hongye is not to be outdone. He dives into those lingshi and ore surfaces, picks up a treasure bag, and fills them with various materials. He is too slow to move these materials to Lin Xiao for three to five hours, but he is too lazy to help him. Let Taoist Hongye indulge in this wonderful feeling. Taoist Lin Xiaoxian swept around the warehouse for a week. He quickly walked to the end of the warehouse and split a root with a hard hand.
When the palm of your hand sank into the wall, you could hear the machine ringing and the wall slowly moved a gap. Lin Xiao flicker got in through this gap, but inside it was a small Fiona Fang, but the ten-foot quiet room was clean. There were three futons on the east wall. In front of the futon, there was a three-foot-long small table with a small incense burner and two winding roads neatly placed, while the wall was hung with a pair of white frames three feet high and one foot wide.
Lin Xiao strolled to the front of the case and stretched out his hand and flipped through the two scrolls. Both scrolls were handwritten on the cover, and the words "Hundred Poisons True Sutra" and "Hundred Poisons True Sutra" were respectively noted. The first volume just allowed people to practice to the peak level of Yuan infant period, while the second volume allowed people to practice to the peak of Yuan Shen period.
"So that’s it. The qualifications of those three damn fools are not bad, and they have occupied the Yin scorpion mountain for hundreds of thousands of years. They have enough resources to practice, but they are at the level of a yuan god. The feeling is that they have no follow-up achievement method." Lin Xiao shook his head and sneered and laughed. "What do those gods do when they can dominate one side in just three yuan gods?"
Lazy, he lost two volumes with his hands, but Lin Xiao had no interest in them at all. He inherited the secret law of the Wu clan, which was one hundred times fiercer and more vicious than this hundred poisons. There were two volumes of witchcraft everywhere, but there was no literary way after practicing in the Yuan Dynasty. What can he have? It was his careless hand that gave him a little more strength. Two coils of the incense burner bumped into the small incense burner and just turned it for half a circle. Three fragrant incense sticks in the incense burner suddenly spontaneously ignited, and wisps of light and fragrant fragrance rose on the wall. The picture was shrouded in a haze, and there was a graceful music.
Lin Xiao was slightly surprised and hurried back a few steps. He didn’t expect the three old devil’s abode of fairies and immortals to have such a high ban. He didn’t even find this white frame with such a mysterious face just now. He just found that the white frame was actually an artifact-although it was only an artifact-level magic weapon, it was extremely mysterious. A carelessness of Lin Xiao was almost blinded by it.
I was about to reach for this picture when a sudden burst of sunlight filled me with a sanctimonious old road with a hundred-year-old crane hair and a childlike face. This old road rolled its eyes and said coldly, "Red scorpion, what can I do for you three other disciples? ~ ~? You’re not Taoist Red Scorpion? Who are you? " At the same time, Lin Xiao has been able to adjust his facial muscles and bones into another appearance. His eyes are looking at the sky for a while, but he didn’t see Lin Xiao’s face clearly. He saw this charming face after Lin Xiao changed.
Lin Xiao replied indifferently, "Taoist Red Scorpion, they are dead. This evil cave with five poisons is now a public Dojo."
Sophisticated surprised picked his eyebrows. He laughed. "Oh ~ Three scorpions are dead? Congratulations, Daoyou. Congratulations, Daoyou. This five-poison evil wind cave is indeed inherited by Daoyou. Do Daoyou know the rules? "
Rules’? What rules? Lin Xiao’s blank expression is a good answer to the question of the old road. The old road smiled gently and nodded, "It turns out that Daoyou don’t know ~ Well, since Daoyou inherited the evil wind cave of the ruling poison, Daoyou is also my vassal of Tianluomen. The Fiona Fang Wanli area will be Daoyou’s mountain gate station in the future. Daoyou should pay tribute to Tianluomen once every ten thousand years to enjoy everything in Fiona Fang. If Daoyou pay enough tribute to treasures, you can get more advanced skills, more advanced flying swords and magic weapons from my Tianluomen."
The three old demons of emotion are vassals of this sect called Tianluomen! Lin Xiao was stunned. He raised his eyebrows and asked coldly, "What if I don’t pay tribute?"
The old man smiled gently, and a wisp of god knowledge in the picture was wrapped around Lin Xiao’s body. Lin Xiao’s convergence skill kept his breath at the middle level of virtual realm. He was satisfied with the old man’s discovery that Lin Xiao was a virtual realm monk. He smiled proudly. "If Taoist friends don’t pay tribute, the millions of miles of Fiona Fang in Yinxie Mountain will be auctioned by my Tianluomen to fellow Taoist friends who are willing to pay tribute. Hey hey, one thing, please also ask Taoist friends for advice-I am a Jin Xian.
A strong pressure emerged from the frame and came straight to Lin Xiao. This is immortal pressure, but this old man is an immortal! Although he is a poor immortal in the celestial world, it is more difficult for the celestial world to practice immortality from a mortal. When Lin Xiao’ breathless’ old man released coercion and insisted on a cup of tea, he stumbled and sat down on the ground. He cried in horror, "Immortal?"
The old man nodded triumphantly. "However, Taoist friends are now practicing in the virtual realm, and they can also ascend to the immortals. The right way is that Taoist friends can cultivate immortals?"
Lin Xiao shook his head.
"Can Taoist friends be sure to resist the heavenly robbery when they become immortals?"
Lin Xiao shook his head again.
"Friends can have become immortal friends? If Taoist friends are lucky enough to become immortals, can anyone protect Taoist friends from being killed and refined into elixirs or magic weapons? "
Lin Xiao still shook his head.
The old man smiled implicitly. "Well, the immortal said here, and he never asked Daoyou to pay tribute to me every ten thousand years. Then Daoyou can enjoy everything in Fiona Fang’s million-mile region, even if it is a regime change or Daoyou made it himself. The emperors of Fiona Fang’s millions and thousands of countries are happy with Daoyou. If Daoyou pay tribute once a thousand years, Daoyou will help Daoyou resist foreign enemies if you are in trouble or someone wants to seize Daoyou’s mountain gate."
Lin Xiao’s eyelids blinked and he smiled and asked, "What if I pay tribute once a hundred years?"
Lao Shili clapped his hands. He laughed. "Daoyou really know better than those three dead scorpions, but it is a hundred times smarter. If Daoyou pay tribute once in a hundred years, Daoyou will immediately become my disciple. Then Fiona Fang’s millions of miles will be inherited by Daoyou’s descendants forever. Daoyou can not only get my magical skills, but also consult your predecessors at any time. There are countless benefits in buying flying swords and magic weapons from the door."
The mouth was full of foam and he licked his lips. He went on to say, "Of course, there are regulations on the quality and quantity of tribute once every ten thousand years or once every one thousand or one hundred years."
When the hand was raised, a golden light flew out of the frame, and Lin Xiao’s hand turned into a flexible leaf with a faint glow. Dozens of rules and agreements were copied in small letters, and the old man said with great interest, "Daoyouxian found that Daoyou’s future is bright and limitless! If you want Daoyou to sign this contract, Daoyou will be my Tianluomen’s younger brother immediately, and Daoyou will pay tribute once every 100 years according to the terms of the contract. After 100,000 years, Daoyou will be promoted to my Tianluomen’s core brother, and the benefits will be greater and more! I want a Taoist friend to become my core brother in Tianluomen, but I have 70% hope for a Taoist friend. "
"This ~ ~ ~" Lin Xiao hesitated and looked at the spiny leaves for a long time without saying anything. Lin Xiao looked at the leaves and those terms couldn’t help laughing at the tribute once in a hundred years. If you pay tribute according to the terms of the noodles, Lin Xiao had to scrape three feet of land in Fiona Fang to complete the tribute. It’s too shocking. No wonder Lin Xiao wants to pay tribute every hundred years, so a batch of materials can become his protege!
So it seems that the three old devils who have died have chosen the scheme of paying tribute once every ten thousand years. They are the vassals of Tianluomen. Lin Xiao has replaced the old road in their paintings, but they have no anger at all, just like the death of a watchdog, and they don’t take the three old devils seriously.
Old road saw Lin Xiao so hesitant, and he quickly shouted, "Oh, my God, friends and immortals suddenly remembered that three months ago, there was a vacancy in the’ Chifengling’ near Yin Scorpion Mountain, and the Chifengling Mountain’s main fire rat demon king Du Jie failed, but he didn’t even have a master except a few concubines. Chifengling has been taken back by the door."
Swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with a smile, "Chifengling has two big sites, Yin Scorpion Mountain. If Taoist friends are willing to sign this contract, the immortal will make decisions and put Chifengling and Yin Scorpion Mountain sites under the name of Taoist friends. In this way, Taoist friends will pay a tribute every hundred years when they have 300 sites in Fiona Fang. This is a great thing!"
"This ~" Lin Xiao expression more hesitant.
The old man said quickly, "Taoist friends don’t have this store after crossing this village ~ Taoist friends don’t want to be killed like Taoist Red Scorpion and their other disciples to replace them, do they? They are so stingy that they pay tribute every 10,000 years. As a result, it took hundreds of thousands of years to get the Hundred Poisons Sutra from the door. The second volume was very easy to practice in the Yuan Dynasty! And the result? The result was not killed by Taoist friends? "
Looking at Lin Xiao with a long sigh, I said, "Daoyou, what if those Daoyou who cast artifact materials have saved more?" It’s better to give me a tribute to Tianluomen in exchange for a place to settle down and high-tech skills. It’s talk.an excellent fairy is also white. You have saved those casting artifact materials, thinking that one day you can meet a god and offer them for a chance. But God is you. Can you meet them? Even if I meet God, will I care about you? "