Chapter 237 Change of Dynasty

Chapter 237 Change of Dynasty

Du Gongyuan.

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

The merits of daily homework and duty in the morning and evening are fixed, and are a fixed benefit for everyone every month.

If you want to improve, such as having more cultivation resources, upgrading your magic weapon, and exchanging more powerful secrets, you need to complete additional tasks to earn more merit.

This is a merit system based on the conferring system. Relying on this system, Taoism has unprecedented vitality.

In addition to strong human beings, there were also many snake people in the crowd.

There is no difference between these snakes and normal humans. The only difference is that their body shape is different from that of normal humans, and their faces do not have the viciousness of ordinary monsters.

The leader of the snake was named Feng Hua, and his pitch-black scales were like steel, flashing with dangerous light, and there were lightning-like lines on them.

Fenghua is the third person in the Taoist sect to learn the thunder method besides Xu Xuan, and is also regarded by the Huaxu clan as the hope of the Huaxu clan.

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

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

The old Taoist priest on the counter scanned it with his magic eye, and then opened the booklet. The basic information of Fenghua and this year's tasks appeared in the booklet, and the column of merit increased by another hundred points.

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

"It's time to rest."

"Oh I got it."

Fenghua was a little disappointed.

However, in recent years, Du Gong has rarely appeared, and I don’t know why.

When he first started, if Du Gong hadn't led the way, he probably wouldn't have touched many bis, and he was very grateful to Du Gong.

Backyard, gazebo.

The two old men were blowing the breeze and looking at the calm lake. The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

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

"Yes, time is not forgiving." Fu Tongling, the Taoist priest with white beard and hair, said with a smile.

Back then, I was just an old man who was good at the art of divine fighting. If the Taoist master hadn't come to rescue me, I wouldn't be where I am today, and I wouldn't be the leader of five thousand Taoist disciples.

I'm afraid this is fate.

The old man next to him is Mei Xi, one of the first veterans to join the Taoist sect. He relies on the Taoist sect's resources to break through and build foundations. He is now in his twilight years.

"Why don't you make way for the young man?" Fu Tongling said suddenly.

Fu Tongling is also one hundred and sixty years old this year, and there are only forty years left before the upper limit of the foundation building period.

It’s not bad to spend forty years to take care of yourself.

Mei Xi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Okay, I'll explain the situation to the Taoist Master tomorrow. There's no point in just waiting around, and I'll be disliked by others. Who will take our place?"

"Anyone can do it, it's not our business."

Wow!

At this time, Xu Xuan suddenly appeared next to the two of them.

"Tongling, there is something..."

"Tao Master, I want to retreat." Fu Tongling said suddenly.

"Why, are secular affairs too heavy?" Xu Xuan asked doubtfully.

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

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

"That's fine." Xu Xuan took out two pills and said, "This is a life-extending pill, which can extend your life by twenty years."

The Life Extension Pill can be regarded as a reward for the two of them for so many years of work.

"Thank you, Taoist Master!!"

Only then did the few people discuss the mission.

"You are going to build a formation and use the formation to cover the entire Qiyun Mountain. If that doesn't work, you can do it from halfway up the mountain."

"Mountain-protecting formation?" Fu Tongling frowned. This mountain-protecting formation is too big. How many resources will it consume?

"No, just create a formation that divides and blocks 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 wants to separate this space. If the spiritual energy here is sent over, although the spiritual energy will be purified, the concentration will also become thinner. At this time, part of the external spiritual energy will be released and combined with the purified spiritual energy.

By doing this several times, you can form a mountain with slightly pure spiritual energy.

"If it's just to isolate the external spiritual energy, it's quite simple. Give me half a year."

It is not difficult to create a formation to isolate spiritual energy. The storage of many spiritual objects requires isolating spiritual energy. All Fu Tongling has to do is to amplify this formation.

"good!"

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

boom!

The temple door was closed tightly, Xu Xuan looked at the shining sacred tree.

"Why don't you build an altar table? Keep the mirror here for a long time."

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

The world over there is huge, and this little bit of polluted spiritual energy is nothing.

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

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

"That's it." Xu Xuan conjured a mirror and enshrined it on the altar table, and the golden crack opened.

There is spiritual energy transmitted in the mirror all the time.

Xu Xuan did not turn his gaze there, but looked at the world in the mirror.

Two hundred years have passed.

The Demon Sect developed into a regional sect.

Wanyin Mountain.

It is dark all year round, with gloomy demonic clouds covering the top of the mountain.

Above the sky, a group of bird and beast Taoists were patrolling, and there were corpses that turned into smoke and transformed into clouds.

The defense here is airtight, and the magic cultivators here are all kinds of strange, some have bronze heads, some have multiple eyes.

Their ferocity made even the local demon sects call them invincible.

In the deepest part of Yongye Palace.

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

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

This person is Yu Luo. After many years of practice, Yu Luo has entered the state of returning to his original nature and entered the seventh level of the Nine Transformations of the Feathered Man. If he advances one level further, he will break through the Nascent Soul.

Unfortunately, we were unable to break through in the end, and could only watch the lifespan pass by.

Squeak!

At this time, the door opens.

Another young man came in. The young man had wings like him and a third eye between his eyebrows. He also had the cultivation of Jindan, but his aura was much worse than Hulot.

"Prince Ye, are you here?" Yu Luo opened his eyes, and the evil thoughts in his eyes made people tremble inwardly.

This is Yu Luo's favorite disciple, and he is also a three-eyed stranger.

"Disciple pays homage to Master. I wonder why Master recruits disciples?" Wang Ziye knelt down.

"I'm about to die, don't worry, the position of Demon Lord is yours!" Yu Luo laughed.

"Disciples don't dare!"

Wang Ziye was shocked in his heart. He was not happy, but more confused.

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

This is the way the magic sect behaves.

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

And when Master said this, he was testing himself.

"Don't think about it, let's talk openly and honestly. If you count the time, I'm almost dead. There's no point in intrigues. Our current interests are the same."

"What are your orders, Master?"

"After I die, you should quickly control the Demon Sect and use your ANBU; you can kill Qianmu and Yujian; They stabilize the Demon Sect, and then they can be killed and replaced with their own people.”

"Remember, pass on the inheritance, the inheritance of the Demon King will never be extinguished, and the Demon Sect will never end!"

Faced with the alternation of power, Hulot did not hesitate to sell those who were loyal to him.

"Disciple, keep this in mind!"

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

This cold magic door actually made him feel a ray of warmth.

Hu Luo conjured up a treasured mirror and said to the mirror: "Master Immortal in the Mirror, I have left. Midnight, this treasure has been passed on to you!!"

"yes!!"

In the end, Wang Ziye couldn't help crying. He recalled the scene when he first met his master when he was a child. He couldn't wash away his sadness when he got the magic mirror he had longed for.

I never expected that Master would care for me so much at the most important moment in my life.

This must be inheritance, right?

At this time, Hulot's figure quickly shriveled up, aging to a degree visible to the naked eye.

Death is near!

He made a gesture with his fingers, and the dark demonic energy surged wildly, and the sound of whistling wind resounded in the hall.

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

This is Yu Ren's blood, and it also brings together Yu Luo's lifelong skills.

"Ziye, relax your mind! Receive magical powers! You are the master of the Demon Sect, and the future of the Demon Sect will be handed over to you!!"

"Yes!!"

The prince bowed three times and kowtowed nine times every night to welcome the demonic blood.

This is the most important treasure and what sets Hulot apart from the others.

He relaxed his mind without reservation, and the demon blood slowly blended into his forehead.

I don’t know how long it took for the evil spirit to dissipate.

Wang Ziye opened his eyes, but his expression was strangely strange, and he looked a bit like Hulot.

This person is indeed Hulot.

"Ahem, yes, very suitable. Ziye, you are too involved in the drama, you are the most suitable body for me!! Hahaha!!!"

"Prince Ye" looked up to the sky and screamed, his demonic thoughts were overwhelming, and the three eyes between his brows were dazzling with demonic light.