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Chapter 978 The ancient evil god wants to kill the Tao!(2/2)

"It's so dangerous, so dangerous..."

Han Yue San Ren breathed a sigh of relief, then bowed:

"I haven't seen each other for more than a month, and the prince has increased his magical powers again."

"Real people are polite."

Yu Yang replied with a gift.

Han Yue Sanren suddenly appeared, and he was not surprised. When he entered the city, he had already noticed the aura of this old Taoist.

In just one month, this old Taoist has crossed the threshold of the Shidu and advanced to Jiuyao!

"Next time, please remember, don't look directly at these demon statues..."

After the ceremony, Han Yue Sanren talked about the previous incident with lingering fear:

"It is said that the Lion God King has the power of heaven, and his will exist in every lion God statue. Once there is a 'person' who looks straight and does not kneel down, he will be intimidated by his will and turns into a ghost like a ghost..."

“So overbearing?”

Yu Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He looked inward and was calm in the eight or nine mysterious realms.

"The first person in the imperial world in ten thousand years is naturally very domineering!"

Han Yue Sanren shrugged:

"At the beginning, I didn't believe it either, but after seeing it a few times, I had to believe it. Even a master of Jiuyao was taken away and my heart was somber..."

"The first person close to the emperor? Not the Taoist of Xuanzong?"

Yu Yang was a little surprised.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogues cover the Dragon Quan Heaven and Earth. There are three sides of the Gathering Gold List, one is ten capital, two is nine Yao, and finally, it is the "Recent Emperor List", which includes masters from all over the world, regardless of cultivation or rank.

However, except for the Tendu Golden List, the other two major lists are not visible to everyone, and only if the authority is high enough can it be considered.

Therefore, what he knows about those two lists also comes from rumors.

As far as he knows, the first person who is close to the emperor is the ancestor of Wanshi Tianzong and the Taoist of Tianzong.

Moreover, it has not changed hands for eight thousand years...

"The Taoist of Xuanzong has lived for nearly ten thousand years, and his life is not long, but the Lion God King is in his prime..."

Hanyue Sanren didn't want to mention these people, and they were very afraid. After a few words, they changed the topic:

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't come to this cave of Ten Thousand Demons... Once the Red Demon King comes out of seclusion, he knows that you captured the Red Dharma, and is called the mysterious realm of walking.

I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish his words, Yang Yu's eyes had changed: "Have you ever been cut off?"

"ah?"

Hanyue Sanren is a little confused:

"What's the chop?"

"you……"

Yang Yu became more and more surprised. He looked up and down at Han Yue Sanren, thinking about the strange performance of this old Taoist in the Xuangong Realm, and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Especially in the Xuangong realm, Ao Bo, the water-dividing dragon general, Hong Faer, Jiang Shentong master and disciple, and even the three-foot Taoist lost that memory.

But this old man still keeps...

"Are you really Han Yue?"

But I suspect that this old Taoist has been occupied by the Taoist ghost and devoured his soul...

"Why did the prince ask this? Could it be that someone had been killed with his memory of the mysterious realm?"

Han Yue Sanren reacted quickly. Looking at Yang Yu who had pressed the hilt of the knife, he was a little scared and a little amused:

"The prince looks at me like this, do you suspect that the old Taoist has been taken away by the Taoist ghost?"

"no?"

Yu Yang held the knife a little tighter.

"No, no! No!"

Han Yue San waved his hands in fear, and like a bamboo tube pouring beans, he told his experience and experience.

If it were someone else, he might not be so afraid.

But he knew the temperament of the person in front of him very well...

"...That day, I woke up from a daze, and was already on the lonely boat in the sea of ​​clouds, and followed it to a place of inheritance left by the teacher, and learned some things..."

Hanyue San people tried to be concise and to the point, but also omitted some things:

"After that, we came to Yuelong City. Under this city, there is a second place of inheritance left by the teacher..."

"The inheritance of Sanxiaosanren? No wonder you advanced to Jiuyao so quickly..."

Yang Yu was skeptical, and his hand holding the knife was loosened a little:

"So, your teacher is really not dead, and now he is still wandering in the sea of ​​laws?

And, the one who lent you to me that day was your teacher?!”

“That’s exactly what…”

Han Yue scattered people breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew very well about the King of Northwest, so he always felt a little afraid, but because he knew that he was a human being, he naturally had seven parts of trust in him.

Especially in the Longquan Realm, he is the person he trusts the most now.

Because, compared to the ghosts and monsters in this world, the person in front of him is simply a moral model, and the most saint of benevolence and righteousness!

"What else do you have to say, your teacher?"

Releasing the hilt of the knife, Yang Yu walked under the tree. This Sanxiaosan man was a bit mysterious in his eyes.

Those who can leave behind huge influences in different worlds and robbery books are by no means ordinary people.

As for whether it is a human or a Taoist ghost who has returned from ancient times...

"This, the teacher did not mention the prince again..."

Han Yue San Ren spread his hands:

"I think, what he wants to say is said on that day, right?"

“Climbing?”

Yang Yu recalled what Sanxiaosan said that day and frowned slightly.

"After that, the teacher has never appeared again. Perhaps, only by walking the inheritance land left by him can we see him again..."

The cold moon scattered people feel a little lost.

Yang Yu's brows stretched out:

"You suddenly appeared, are you facing difficulties?"

"well……"

Hanyue San just sighed:

"I know I can't hide it from the prince. The teacher left behind the inheritance, but there are also tests. The first place is fine, but the second place is really difficult..."

Hanyue San came to ask for something, but Yang Yu did not refuse. After making an appointment, he left the courtyard.

He grabbed the confused Zhu Li and the old crow and sat down in the courtyard.

This demon city has a rich spiritual energy that is even more intense than that of Qianshan City, and it is a very good place to retreat.

After sending Zhu Li to guard the crow, Yang Yu casually entered the room, closed the door, and released the three-legged, red-eyed golden toad that had been in his sleeves for a long time.

"That gourd..."

The little toad was obviously very shocked, and he no longer had the swearing swear words every time he came out, but a very terrifying warning:

"Don't touch the gourd!"

"You recognize that gourd?"

"Slay the Tao gourd!"

Under Yang Yu's gaze, the little toad actually trembled and trembled. I don't know if it was excitement or horror:

"That is one of the most famous evil gods in the ancient times. The killing treasure of Wusheng Taoist!"

"In legend, the saintless Taoist gathered endless power of evil spirits and took out all kinds of Taoist fruit treasures and cast them out to kill the Taoist realm!"

"According to legend, there are seven gourds, one kills the gods, one kills the Buddhas, one kills the demons, one kills the demons, one kills the immortals, one kills the life, one kills the death..."

"The seven are united and can kill the Tao!"
Chapter completed!
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