In the devil's cave, the heartbeat beat loudly and rapidly. There have been two times in thousands of years that the heartbeat has been so fast.

One time was when he found an opportunity for a breakthrough, and the other time was when he saw a Taoist in Qingyi.

His appearance was average, which could only be considered ordinary among monks, and his clothes were simple, even old. The clothes had long since decayed, and every fiber had been torn to pieces, but they were spliced ​​together by a force.

That piece of clothing always echoes in the mind of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, not Gu Wen.

Because he could not see the true face of the saint, but he could see the leopard through his clothes.

Invincible, invincible!

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor just heard that his semi-immortal disciple asked for help, and there was a high probability that Qing Cang would take action if he needed help.

Therefore, he carefully investigated and first saw a junior from Zhejianshan who was in the Nascent Soul Stage, then a True Lord Returning to the Void under his sect, and a Mahayana sect leader who was beaten half to death.

Then he followed the aura and found the location of his disciple, who was caught in the hands of a Taoist in green.

The True Lord Returning to the Void, the Master of the Mahayana Sect, and the Half-Immortal Supreme Elder, the latter two are almost among the few high-end combat powers of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Even the powerful ones at the level of the True Lord, the Heavenly Demon Sect can only count them with one palm.

At that time, there were too many casualties in the Dao Zong encirclement and suppression, coupled with the years of pursuit by the Zhenwu Palace, some people could not bear it, changed their identities and ran away to Buddhism.

I want to be a child to the Bodhisattva, but I don’t want to be an evil cultivator.

In a few hundred years, I am afraid that the average cultivation level of Tianmo Sect will reach the Mahayana stage, because there will only be a few old monsters left that even the Buddhist sect does not dare to accept.

As long as Qing Cang's rule continues, those suppressed sects will quietly die.

The Demon Ancestor has already seen clearly, so he tried his best to become an immortal. As long as he becomes an immortal, he can escape from the great void.

Taixu is a vast land without any spiritual energy. Many old monsters bring countless treasures with them before they dare to enter Taixu. Even those who become immortals can travel in Taixu with only a breath of true energy left.

It is even possible to get rid of all the evil spirits and change one's appearance, reestablish the family, and become a Taoist immortal.

If you don't become an immortal, no matter where you run, you will eventually die.

Become an immortal, but if you don't become an immortal, you will always be an ant.

That should be the power of an immortal just now.

There was silence for a while, with no other changes. The mouth in the mud altar slowly exhaled, and the heartbeat gradually became calmer.

"Doomed? Or is the underworld plotting against me?"

He couldn't help but suspect that as soon as the people from the underworld came, his own people died.

Maybe the Taoist in green is from the Taoist sect, but there must be someone from the underworld who is adding fuel to the fire.

Saying that Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived, as soon as the idea arises, the Buddha will come.

"Amitabha, it seems that the donor is going to be in trouble."

The faceless female Buddha walked out of the shadows, and the Buddha's light behind her illuminated the cave and also illuminated the bottles and jars containing the internal organs.

Clay Jar Mouth asked: "Who is that?"

"A disciple of Immortal Qing Cang, whose name is Hongchen, Gu Wen."

"Hongchen, Gu Wen...is he the number one on the three lists? He didn't die in the Immortal Land?"

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor has naturally heard of this name. From ancient times to today, there are countless arrogant people, but there is only one who ranks first among the three.

On the list established by the old mythical beast of the Two Worlds City, there are as many as one palm on the heavenly list who have become immortals, and its gold content can be seen.

Gu Wen's ranking first among the three rankings is enough to spread to the ears of many old monsters.

An immortal who is less than a thousand years old.

As arrogant as the ancestor of the demon, one cannot help but admire him.

"Why does the underworld insist on me?"

He did not ask Gu Wen why he wanted to kill his own disciples. As a descendant of Qing Cang, it was normal to kill his own disciples.

On the contrary, it is the underworld, and the repeated invitations are very thought-provoking.

The female Buddha replied: "There are laws in heaven and earth, and all living beings are in order. The two sages feel that there are too many people who are transcendent, and there are even more people who can transcend. You are transcendent from heaven and earth, but you influence heaven and earth all the time."

Hearing this, the clay pot burst into laughter.

"It's ridiculous! It's extremely ridiculous! You have to abide by the rules if you are detached, so how can you be detached? Besides, the saint is worried about us immortals? They really don't like it, so just slap him to death."

The female Buddha shook her head and said: "Heaven and earth are saints, and saints are heaven and earth. Doctors cannot heal themselves. You must be a saint to understand."

The Demon Ancestor sneered: "Have you ever been a saint?"

"Of course I have." The female Buddha replied without thinking: "My Buddha has 300,000,000 incense followers, and there are hundreds of millions of thoughts coming along the incense at every moment."

"Some are evil, some are good, some are selfless, some are greedy, some regard the Buddha as supreme, and some despise him. But I, the Buddha, cannot kill any incense according to my thoughts, because the Buddha is the image of all living beings."

Although it was only for a short period of half a year, she vaguely remembered the feeling. Everything about herself disappeared, leaving only the word Buddha.

The old monk's cultivation level is higher than hers, and he can wake up in this state and plot a physical body, or even a Hunyuan Taoist heart.

"The same is true for saints, they have no self or form."

She threw the Ghost Emperor's position and fell into the clay pot.

"Gu Wen is like Qing Cang. He has the appearance of a little saint, but he is still a mortal. You can't defeat him."

"I don't have to fight with him. After becoming an immortal, I can just escape from Taixu."

"Amitabha, then may the donor get his wish."

The female Buddha took half a step back, the Buddha's light on her body faded, and the Buddha's voice could be heard leisurely.

"If it fails, it will not be too late to enter the underworld again. No one can disobey the two saints of heaven and earth. It is the same whether it is Tao, devil, Buddha, or even a minor saint."

"Detachment is all illusion."

Boom!

The bottles and jars did not move, the devil's cave did not move, but the internal organs of the ancestor of the demon moved, as if there was an invisible giant stepping on it. Every step made the internal organs and the empty human body sitting cross-legged in the center vibrate.

His spiritual thoughts extended outside the Demon Cave, into the mountains, forests, green fields, blue sky and white clouds. Looking into the distance, he saw a ten-foot-tall giant approaching.

He was discovered.

The Demon Ancestor’s heart started beating again and he jumped out of the jar.

'No, it's possible that he hasn't noticed the specific location yet and only knows the direction. This dojo is in a different cave and is erratic, so he definitely can't confirm it.'

Otherwise, why didn't the other party take action themselves?

The symbol of the qualitative change in the strength of the Taoist half-immortals is that they can take action even from thousands of miles away, while the immortals take this ability to the extreme.

The Demon Ancestor saw that Qing Cang had not come forward, and shot a semi-immortal to death from a distance.

His half-immortal disciple and grandson must have been captured just like this.

'Now that things have come to this, it's better to make a breakthrough first. It's not yet certain who will be stronger or weaker by then.'

The giant stepped across the busy city of mortals. He paused for a moment, leaning down to watch for a long time. Children ran past him, bumped into him and fell to the ground.

The Taoist priest in Qingyi helped the child, wiped off the wound, and asked: "My child, I am a poor Taoist traveling here. I forgot to bring money. I need to borrow a few copper coins to buy a bowl of noodles."

The child was crying loudly, and the woman came looking for him with a fierce look on her face. Then her expression changed when she saw the Taoist robe and clothes.

"This Taoist Priest, I wonder if my son is destined to be immortal?"

"No, there is no qualification at all. There is no need to send him to the training hall in the future, so as not to waste time."

"Where did this wild Taoist come from? Stay away from my family."

Gu Wen smiled and shook his head, then took a step forward and moved ten feet away to avoid the arrogant woman, and asked about the next person's alms.

Finally, the emperor paid off and a mother and daughter gave him five copper coins. Judging by their appearance and clothing, they knew he belonged to a wealthy family.

The woman smiled and said: "Taoist Master, what can you buy with these five copper coins?"

“I can eat a bowl of lard noodles.”

Gu Wen took out a torn book from his sleeve, licked his fingers, and kept searching.

"Danqing Prefecture, Baili Town, has lard noodles."

The young woman covered her face and said with a smile: "The Taoist priest is really unworldly. Five copper coins can only buy a thick noodle bun. If you want to eat lard noodles, you have to pay fifteen copper coins."

"Besides, you can find these lard noodles everywhere, so why bother looking for them here?"

After saying this, the woman also gave five copper coins of sesame oil money.

Gu Wen sat down in a noodle shop in a corner of the town and shouted: "Shopkeeper, please have a bowl of lard noodles."

"Okay."

Soon, the steaming lard noodles were served, with an extra egg on top.

Gu Wen asked. After all, he only had ten copper coins. He couldn't find the spirit stone even if he gave it away. Giving it away would go against his frugal style.

The shopkeeper waved his hand and said: "It's just an egg, just use it as sesame oil money."

Ordinary people have long been accustomed to monks. Although there are tens of millions of cases of cannibalism, ordinary people do not know that it is a rare case that happens to everyone.

The disappearance of millions and tens of millions of people can only be regarded as a waste. At least in Danqing Prefecture, there are only 100,000 per year, and even less.
To be continued...