Chapter 425

The two of them snorted coldly and suddenly rushed towards Su Ze.⊙.

No matter what Su Ze's origin is, since he knows Guigu Gate, there is only one ending, that is death!

When the two of them were more than ten meters away from Su Ze, they had already pounced on the air, as if they were gliding in the air. From the perspective of ordinary people, they were already very scary, because even Olympic champions were far from able to do this, and they were completely inhuman.

They rushed towards Su Ze from the air. The thin Taoist priest drew a sword. The fat Taoist priest did not use his weapon, but instead a red light emerged from his hand, condensing a fireball and smashing it towards Su Ze.

The attacks of the two people came almost instantly.

I saw Su Ze standing there motionless.

The two of them looked at Su Ze as if they were dead. They thought Su Ze was frightened.

Su Ze distinguished their thoughts from the expressions of the two people, smiled coldly, and waved it casually. The fireball flying in front of him dissipated like a bubble, and an invisible true energy swept out with his wave.

When the two of them saw the fireball disappearing with a wave of Su Ze, they felt bad.

The next moment, the two of them were even more terrified.

Because they found that they could not move anymore and were still flying in the air, the two of them felt that their bodies were frozen, and the true energy could not be moved, and the person could not fall down, and they were fixed in the air.

The two of them are cultivators, so they are even more afraid.

Those who can have such methods must be a cultivator, and they are much more powerful than them. Isn’t it said that there are no cultivators walking in the secular world of the outside world? How could such a powerful person appear?

One of them is the fifth level of Qi training and the other is the sixth level of Qi training. They are no longer small characters in the sect, but they are like babies in this person's hands.

It seems to have verified their ideas.

Su Ze laughed: "You like to play with fire, right? Unfortunately, I like to play with fire, too."

A purple fireball appeared in Su Ze's hands and slowly floated towards the two people. Before they got closer, the burning heat made the two people feel that their internal organs were about to burn.

The purple fireball first touched the sword stabbed by the thin Taoist priest.

Sizzling!

As if butter was thrown into the frying pan, the silver sword melted quickly and dripped iron down. After a while, the part of the sword blade was burned out, and the fire had not stopped, and it burned directly onto the hilt of the sword.

The thin Taoist priest was so scared that he was scattered.

His sword is a magic weapon, and it can keep it cold even when placed in the steelmaking furnace. However, in the ball of fire thrown by the white-headed young man, it actually melted like butter. If the fire burned on him, it would not be like burning paper, and it would burn him out in an instant.

"Former...sen, please spare your life." In the crisis, the thin Taoist priest didn't care about his dignity and shouted at the top of his lungs.

It's not his fault for being afraid of death.

Practicing Taoism is not a simple matter. It took him more than a year to practice Qi training and how much effort he had spent? Who would have been willing to die inexplicably? I thought this time I came out to be a fat man, and I finally got it. Who would have thought that someone else could kill him outside?

Su Ze snapped his fingers, and the fire stopped one centimeter in front of the thin Taoist priest's palm.

The high temperature of the flame still made the thin Taoist priest twitch and sweat profusely.

"Okay, now we can speak well. Don't use knives and guns at any time. It's scary." Su Ze patted his chest.

The two Taoist priests almost burst into tears.

****Who scares whom?

"Tell me, report your name and where Guigu Gate is. Who comes out this time? I'll say everything you can say. I'm happy to say it, and I won't burn you." Su Ze took out a chair from somewhere, sat down, and looked at the two people frozen in the air with their legs raised.

The two of them looked at each other, and the fat white Taoist priest said, "In the morning, Pang Yun, this is my junior brother Mo Daozi, which disturbed me. I don't know which sect I belong to. Maybe I have an old age with our Guigu Sect."

Su Ze sneered: "What, I want to mess with me."

"No, senior, we...ah..." The fat white Taoist priest suddenly screamed. The purple fire suddenly floated over and licked him. He swore that he had never tasted such pain in his life. The fire seemed to be able to burn into his soul. The pain of being flexibly burned was too strong.

"Don't talk nonsense to me. Should you ask us or I ask you? I'm too lazy to ask any more talkative things. I just search your soul." Su Ze said in a cold tone.

The two trembled for a moment.

Soul search!

This is something that a high-level monk can do to a low-level monk, and his spiritual consciousness must be more than one level different. Could this person be a foundation-building monk?

They dare not take risks because once they are searched for their souls, the mild ones will turn into idiots, and the severe ones will be scattered and extremely miserable. It is better to kill them with one knife.

"Senior, okay, I'll say, I'll say." There is no second way to go in this situation. Even if they want to commit suicide, they can't move at all, and their true energy is blocked. So if they don't want to suffer, they can only say it, and if they don't say it, they will be searched for their souls. It's better to say it directly.

The fat Taoist priest comforted himself in his heart.

Su Ze blinked his fingers, and the thin Taoist priest fell into a coma. He said coldly: "You talk first, and I will ask him after you finish speaking. If you two are inconsistent, I will search the soul and destroy you."

"Yes, yes, senior, our Guigu Sect is in Penglai Fairyland..." said the fat white Taoist priest quickly.

"Wait, Penglai Wonderland? Are you talking about the Penglai in Shandong?" Su Ze said with a frown.

"Of course not. Penglai Fairyland is a small world. Could it be that the senior is not from the small world?" said the fat white Taoist priest with his eyes flashing.

"So it's a small world!" Su Ze understood.

The small world is an independent space, similar to the small witch world at the bottom of the Haiya Mountain. Since the Guigu Gate is in that kind of place, no wonder he couldn't find it. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is the Penglai fairyland you mentioned, only you Guigu Gate lived in? Are there many similar small worlds?"

"Of course not. The Penglai Fairyland is larger than the largest province in China. It has seven sects, and there are many ordinary people living there. There are also towns where humans live. It's just that there is no high-tech as the secular world. We probably migrated in during the Tang and Song dynasties..." said the fat white Taoist priest.

The fat Taoist priest said for a while, and Su Ze finally understood the origin of the Penglai Fairyland.

It turns out that since the Tang and Song dynasties, the vitality of heaven and earth has gradually faded, and Guigu Sect is a sect that is good at divining and divining the secrets of heaven. They predicted that the earth would become less and less suitable for cultivation, and the end of the world of cultivation is coming.

Therefore, the Guigu Sect united a large number of cultivation sects that existed at that time, convinced them to gather the power of these sects, select the Penglai Fairyland, and seal it. At the same time, they extracted a large amount of dragon vein energy from China and entered this small world, creating a "Penglai Fairyland" that is truly suitable for cultivators to live in, to continue the cultivation Taoist tradition.

There was a war between monks for this matter at that time.

Because some sects do not agree to do this, because doing this will cut off the luck of China.

Of course, in the end, the sects that wanted to migrate accounted for the majority, and all the opposing sects were slaughtered, which led to the later Penglai Fairyland.

Therefore, the connection between cultivators and secular world is almost cut off, and it is no longer possible to find traces of cultivators on the land of China.

However, even if these cultivators almost extracted the dragon vein luck of China, they could not completely prevent the arrival of the end of the world of cultivation. The spiritual energy in the Penglai Fairyland is also declining day by day, and there will always be a time when it is used up. When the Penglai Fairyland was just opened up, hundreds of large and small cultivator sects migrated in, and now only seven are left.

Su Ze sneered in his heart after hearing the fat Taoist priest's words.

After studying the "Wuhou Heavenly Book", he has a deeper understanding of luck.

People who practice cultivation are indeed the most harsh and selfish. These sects of cultivation have almost eliminated the dragon veins of the Chinese for their own selfish interests, just to preserve the continuation of the cultivators. This is probably the reason why the fate of China in China declined after the Song Dynasty.

There is no Huaxia after Yashan, who knows that this is actually a ghost created by these cultivators.

The luck of a country was pulled away, which led to the dark period when the land of China was repeatedly warped and foreign tribes invaded several times after the Song Dynasty, and even the orthodox Han Dynasty was replaced several times, almost destroying the tribe and destroying the country.

Su Ze really has no favoritism for the group of cultivators in Penglai Fairyland, especially the culprit of Guigu Sect.

He even suspected that Zhuge Liang knew that Guigu Sect was such a selfish sect that he was unwilling to join them. He would rather his descendants destroy his "Wuhou Tian Shu" than let Guigu Sect get it.

Su Ze narrowed his eyes, and after a while, he asked: "What is the highest level of cultivation in Penglai Fairyland now? Who is the highest level of cultivation in your Guigu Sect?"

The fat Taoist said: "The highest cultivation level of our Guigu Sect should be our sect leader, Mr. Guigu, who should have the highest cultivation level. As for the Penglai Immortal Realm, the highest cultivation level should be similar to our Guigu Sect."

"The peak of foundation building? So low? You have extracted so many spiritual veins in Penglai Fairyland. Is it only this level of cultivation? And it can isolate a small world. At least you are powerful people above the Nascent Soul Transformation God. Those kind of monks have a long lifespan, and the Song Dynasty is only 1,800 years away from now. Can those powerful monks die?" Su Ze snorted coldly in disbelief.

The fat Taoist priest smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know why. Although the cultivation environment in Penglai Fairyland is much better than outside, the chance of success in the tribulation is too low. It turns out that those seniors with advanced cultivation have failed and died one after another. Instead, they don't need to pass the tribulation under the foundation building. Therefore, many monks at the peak of foundation building dare not pass the Golden Pill Tribulation, and just drag it there."

Su Ze was amused when he heard this.

Sure enough, is it not the time to report?

These monks took out the fortune of the Chinese dragon vein, but they didn't know how much cause and effect this caused. No wonder they died one by one after another.

Although he passed the tribulation after he advanced to the Foundation Establishment Stage, he knew that ordinary monks only started to pass the tribulation only after they advanced to the Golden Pill, so this fat Taoist priest should not have lie.

He asked the fat Taoist priest again how many people came out this time and the contact information.

Then he fainted from the fat Taoist priest, woke up the thin Taoist priest, asked the questions again, and compared them for a while, the two Taoist priests were almost inseparable. It seemed that they knew that it was not the time to be tough, so they all confessed.

...

Swish!

A purple light fell on a mountain in China.

Su Ze threw Pang Yun and Mo Daozi from Guigu Sect and said, "Let's start."

The two of them had a bitter face and took out two talismans to connect them together. After a while, the two talismans burned, and invisible fluctuations of spiritual power were emitted.

Su Ze was waiting there, and about half a day later, two monks rushed from the foot of the mountain. They also looked at the age of forties or fifty. They saw Pang Yun and Mo Daozi standing there and said, "Junior Brother Pang, Junior Brother Mo, you have found Wu Houtian..."

Before the two of them could finish speaking, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind and the two fell to the ground.

Su Ze came out of nowhere and took the two people away.

Pang Yun and Mo Daozi didn't even dare to move. Now they have become bait to lure the people who came out of Guigu Sect this time to take the bait. This time, a total of ten people came out of Guigu Sect to capture Sister Lan.

Su Ze was preparing to catch all these ten people in one go.

Time passed.

Someone came over again, but was still knocked unconscious by Su Ze.

The next day, eight people were already taken down by Su Ze. At this time, Su Ze saw two monks rushing from afar. Unlike other monks, these two were walking on swords. Su Ze's eyes shrank, and this was obviously a foundation-building monk.

A sense of hope surged in Pang Yun and Mo Daozi's hearts. The one who came was their master's elders and the foundation-building cultivators in the Guigu Sect. One of them had reached the late stage of foundation-building, and it was Master Sun Yi who came out to preside over the search plan this time.
To be continued...