The fortune teller used three Heavenly Emperor coins to make the divination.

The most orthodox method of Liu Yao is much more complicated than methods such as Sixty-Four Hexagrams and Plum Blossom Divination.

But he just threw it casually.

Then the smile on his face froze slightly. He was the only one who could guess that name - Taoist Qingyu?

Taoist Qingyu?

Fuck, don't even think about it!!!

This time it was his intellect that was screaming, and the clearest spirit among the six realms had instinctively made a judgment, just like a runaway carriage directly crashing into the south wall, and then instantly obtained the word [Yuqing].

Click.

The three samples of the Emperor of Heaven's coins broke in the middle with a snap.

Then he stood in front of the man in gray.

Like a silent threat or warning.

With a plop.

Everyone subconsciously looked over and saw the man in gray kneeling there with an ugly pale face. Then, facing everyone's puzzled gazes, he forced a smile, but this smile was uglier than crying. He looked at the big monk without changing his expression and said confidently, "I, my knees are a little uncomfortable, so I'm kneeling for a while, do you understand?!"

"You can tell at a glance that you don't know."

Then he looked at the pretty beauty on the side, his mouth twitched, and said, "Thank you, could you bring me some incense sticks?"

Little Pengcao was curious, so he pulled Qi Wuhuo and said, "Master..."

The young Taoist looked at her.

The little fellow paused for a moment before changing his words: "No doubt..."

"Didn't you say I can't bend?"

"Why can he bend his knees so thoroughly?"

She wondered, and then whispered, "Are his knees weak?"

"So you can't stand steadily?"

The fortune teller looked at the little girl and wondered if she was being unintentional or if she was deliberately attacking her, because what he had just said about her talent and that Qi Wuhuo couldn't keep her made her think that he was taking little revenge on Qi Wuhuo for selling her out.

Well, probably the latter.

Is this really the descendant of Feng Lixi's bloodline?

Is there really nothing else mixed in?

The fortune teller in gray was thinking about random things in his mind.

Of course, it is mixed with a lot of other bloodlines. It is rare to be able to preserve a trace of pure Feng family blood after such a long time. The reason why he said that he cannot teach cultivation rashly is because cultivation will stimulate these traces of Feng family blood, and the rest of the mixed bloodlines will gradually be purified. The ultimate goal of cultivation is to restore the innate posture of Feng family creatures.

So it will naturally attract a lot of attention and gaze.

All the ancient gods are dead and can never be resurrected. Under the Emperor Haotian, no ancient god can return. Their souls have all been scattered. Except for the Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole, who would leave a glimmer of hope even to his mortal enemies, the heroes of the Second Tribulation Era would wipe out the enemies completely without mercy. Even their bloodlines would be directly drawn out from time to time to kill them.

Any living being that has the slightest connection with them will be killed and exterminated.

Make sure there is no chance of recovery.

Among them, the most brutal one is Beidi, and the blood on his hands cannot be described as good or evil.

The fortune teller lived a long time only because he was good at avoiding disasters and calamities. However, because he lived too long, he once witnessed with his own eyes the death of Empress Wa. Due to his lack of strength, he was sad and helpless. If it were not for Zhu Ling in Antarctica, who saw Empress Wa, who was also a congenital creature, being killed by design, he would have been completely furious.

He rushed forward like a madman, regardless of the cost, and delayed the appearance of Nan Ji Changsheng.

Even the Feng family's bloodline will be completely wiped out.

After that, Nan Ji Chang Sheng acted as a mediator and preserved this lineage in the mortal world.

But even so, the power in his blood was flattened, and he had no possibility of revenge, so he was allowed to live in the mortal world.

After the catastrophes that followed, this bloodline suffered severe damage and had long since been lost in the mortal world, never to be seen again. So when he saw the slight bloodline inheritance of his old friend, he felt a sense of emotion. Even if it was just a small revenge from the little weed, he didn't take it to heart. Instead, he felt as if he was in a dream.

I saw the fortune teller kneeling by the incense stick and still in a trance, looking at me and occasionally smiling.

Little Pengcao only felt his body tremble.

How can someone laugh so weirdly after being secretly “scolded”? ! !

She quickly hid behind the young Taoist's sleeves, letting the hanging sleeves cover her eyes.

The little peacock sat on top of her head with its feathers drooping down, as if she was wearing a canopy. The monk was helpless and could only pretend not to see what the fortune teller said. He gently and calmly taught the most powerful sealing formation of Buddhism to the young Taoist. Qi Wuhuo seemed to be thinking about something, and connected the seventy-two-layer Lotus Garbha Realm Mandala formation with the formation he knew.

There is no high or low in formations, but there are high and low levels among practitioners.

One is unpredictable, like the clouds over thousands of mountains and rivers; the other is layered, calm and unmoving like the earth, able to absorb the breath of all things.

However, Qi Wuhuo also tried to see if he could help the monk get rid of the evil and demonic thoughts of the whole state in his body.

But there is nothing I can do.

The mere fire of the real person is intended to temper the Arhat's perfect golden body.

After all, it was impossible. The monk had already entered the state of no leakage, and Qi Wuhuo's Bagua Fire could not touch him at all.

The monk just said gently: "Don't worry about it, fellow Daoist Qi. Evil thoughts are like water without a source and trees without roots."

"I use my body as a Buddhist temple, and I am training it day and night. One day, it will be worn away."

The young Taoist said: "Then I wish the master success soon."

Because of Uncle Niu's face, Su You invited the two to stay in Qinyin Pavilion for a while and prepared various delicacies for them. Later, he found that the two seemed to have very high levels of Taoism. The monk clasped his hands together and said gently: "Please prepare some clean water and some vegetarian dishes for me."

The gray-clothed gentleman looked at the wine and delicacies of the fox tribe and sighed: "I, I just want some water."

"I have to fast for a while."

"Bathe and burn incense, kneel and burn incense day and night to show piety."

Su You tilted his head, looked at the gentleman in gray who was kneeling and burning incense, and asked curiously: "This gentleman... is he a disciple of the Taoist sect?"

So Mr. Gray looked even more melancholy.

Just as they were toasting and chatting with each other, there was a sound of weapons and armor colliding outside, as well as the angry shouts of the demons: "Right here, anyone who wants to cause trouble will be captured!" Su You narrowed his eyes slightly, and the young Taoist put his palm on the table, and the sword placed on the side whistled slightly.

Just at this moment, the house on one side suddenly exploded.

A deep and deep voice said: "Humph!!!"

"The monster's nose is quite sharp!"

Su You breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Wuhuo was the same, and relaxed a little. The gray-clothed gentleman on the side looked up and saw a burly old man suddenly flying out. Many demon warriors were swept away by the Qi that was stirred up when he took a step forward. They fell heavily on the ground, leaving hideous cracks. Some demons who just came here to drink tea were also affected, and several were seriously injured.

The aftermath of this energy even affected Qi Wuhuo and others who were living next door.

The monk lowered his eyes, and a clear Buddha light turned into a Buddha bell, which blocked this layer of aftermath. Then the clear Buddha bell dissipated, and the monk's face turned pale for a moment, evil thoughts rose, and a trace of turbid murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but it was suppressed by his own powerful Buddhist practice.

The murderous outburst in just that instant was enough to make the hairs on the backs of everyone around him stand up.

Qi Wuhuo felt his pupils suddenly shrink, and the Blood River Sword was even stimulated by it, making a long sound inside the scabbard.

The monk said slowly, "It is... a great emperor among the gods above the immortal realm."

The fortune teller recognized it after just one glance and said:

"The chief of the earthly gods of Jinzhou...Jinzhou is in the east, this is the Great Emperor Dongyue."

"Jinzhou's earth veins are almost drained. He was severely injured in dealing with the Golden Crow Fire and that damn thing. He was probably planning to recuperate, but he found that the earth veins were still drained and it was impossible for him to recover from his injuries. So he planned to make a final effort to block the Green Lion's path to becoming a saint."

"The Great Emperor of the Earth needs to be on the land to fully exert the power of the Emperor."

“But now that he has this determination to die, he should have some confidence… When the Great Emperor Dongyue goes mad, he will be no worse than an ordinary Great Emperor in terms of fighting. The aftermath of his walking can shake the monk’s defense and make his mind unstable. This is going to be fun to watch…”

Qi Wuhuo had seen the tragic events of the Earth God along the way, and understood the choice of this Earth God Emperor. He still said:

"Then why don't you go find the Queen Mother of the Earth?"

The fortune teller asked, "Hou Tu?"

Mr. Gray took one look at him, recognized his relationship with "Niangniang," and didn't care.

Among all the gods and Buddhas in the world, he was only afraid of those three.

His eyes were deep and he replied calmly:

"Do you want her to come here and fight the [Demon King] in person?"

"The Demon King is approaching the level of [Defense]. There are six great saints in the demon clan. The eight thousand years of injury to Hou Tu has directly damaged her foundation. If there is any more accident, the lineage of the Earth God will be finished. The Emperor of Heaven, Gou Chen, is in seclusion, but who can be sure that Gou Chen will not come down from the sky to judge when Hou Tu is fighting?"

"Emperor Nuwa will perish, the original Emperor God will die, and Taiyi will be killed by Haotian."

"Hou Tu is not immortal."

"She just can't die."

“It’s a pity that the Human Emperor eight thousand years ago, who carried the will of all people, was close to the level of Control at his peak, and invited the heavens to drink together with the oldest Dragon Emperor. It’s a pity, a pity…, the Dragon Emperor died, and among the myriad spirits of the demon race, there is still an ancient being who took on the responsibilities of the Demon Emperor, but the human country is torn apart…”

The Teng Snake General who had forced Qi Wuhuo to retreat earlier tried to stop him and shouted angrily: "Retreat!!!"

General Tengshe suddenly transformed into his true form, a body with the external appearance of Yang Shen, and burst out with power that exceeded that when he fought Qi Wuhuo.

Another demon fairy with three flowers gathered at the top of his head also attacked at the same time.

The sturdy old man roared: "Get out of here!!!"

With just one move, the terrifying aftermath of Qi turned half of the city into ruins. The demon formation at the border collapsed directly. Except for the forces at the level of demon immortals, all other creatures, whether they were humans, demons, or beasts, were shocked to death. A punch thrust forward gathered tremendous power.

Qi Wuhuo saw that Teng Snake’s thousand-foot-long true body was shattered.

The demon fairy with three flowers gathered at the top of his head used the magical power of Yangshen Waijing to make Qi Wuhuo, the retreating demon fairy, to be instantly scared to death.

The same is true for the other green lion demon fairy.

The old man took a step forward, and his body suddenly grew larger. In just a few steps, he ran out of the city, as tall as the sky. His hair turned red and flew up, as if ten thousand feet high. Clouds surrounded his waist, the earth shook, all kinds of Qi flowed, his majestic aura turned into substance, his breath turned into a violent storm, his eyes shone like the sun and the moon, and all his movements were surrounded by thunder.

The city has become a ruin.

Su You was shocked by this extremely terrifying scene and murmured: "This, this is..."

The young Taoist said slowly: "Follow the laws of heaven and earth."

Su You's expression suddenly changed: "The supreme magical power of Taoism, the law of heaven and earth?"

"This is a supreme magical power, extremely powerful. How do you know this?"

"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?!"

"I won't admit my mistake."

The young Taoist stared at that spot intently and replied, "Because I also know this move."

!!!!!!!

Su You's movements suddenly froze.

Mr. Gray crawled out of the ruins and looked at the Great Emperor Dongyue who had opened the Law of Heaven and Earth. He gritted his teeth and said:

"This madman... for revenge, he didn't care about anything. How many people will he kill with this move? Hey, kid, it seems that you are not the only one who hates the Green Lion Great Sage. This can be said to be a lot of fun... From afar, I saw the chief of the earth gods of Jinzhou who was performing the Dharma of Heaven and Earth. The chief of the earth gods who can be called the emperor held a magical weapon, the Ten Thousand Mountains Seal, in his hand."

There are countless rays of light, brilliant and magnificent.

But suddenly there was a loud bang.

The movement of Fa Tian Xiang Di's body that was rushing towards a certain formation paused.

A huge lion's paw pressed on the shoulder of the head of the earth god, and the Emperor Dongyue roared angrily. It was unknown what he was communicating about. The distance was too far and his soul was too weak to hear clearly. The next moment, the lion's paw pulled down violently, and the Emperor Dongyue's Fa Tian Xiang Di was directly torn apart.

The head of the Jinzhou gods knelt heavily on the ground.

The light in his eyes has been lost.

Qi Wuhuo's pupils contracted violently.

With one move, Emperor Dongyue was dead.

Suddenly, a low and majestic roar of a lion was heard, and suddenly the sky and the earth lost their color. A huge lion head appeared in the sky, and it opened its mouth and swallowed the body of Emperor Dongyue into its throat. It swallowed it all in one gulp, causing the sky and the earth to change color, and the sun and the moon to lose their light, and it was vast and boundless. Then it suddenly exhaled.

The entire city that was crushed to pieces by Emperor Dongyue was actually restored in this breath.

The soul that had just died was forcibly gathered together and then returned to the body.

All were resurrected.

There were dead people and dead monsters, and there were still traces of fear on their faces. The experience of being directly shocked to death was still in front of their eyes. After they reacted, there was dead silence. Along with the flowing light, the phantom of the lion faded away. The young Taoist looked at this scene and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

That is the goal…

Mr. Gray said: "...He killed Dong Yue with one move, and then used Dong Yue's Qi to revive these millions of lives."

“This method…”

There was hostility in his eyes, but he was ultimately depressed. He helplessly threw away the water in his hand, picked up the wine and poured it into his mouth, muttering: "This is clearly the method of the Great Sage in his most prosperous period... What is this ritual?"

"Could it be that he was only half a step away from reaching the holy fetus, and he had already naturally broken through it?"

Qi Wuhuo paused for a while before asking, "Is this the Great Sage Qingshi?"

Mr. Gray said calmly, "Yes."

"He has an ordinary background. He separated from the original Tiger Clan Great Sage with the Green Lion and is the pioneer and leader of this lineage. He also took in a disciple and taught him magical powers. He is a nine-headed lion. Now he has cultivated to a realm above the earthly immortal. Perhaps due to fate, he has surpassed the eight difficulties and reached the level of a god."

"But the nine-headed lion only knows how to kill, and has never mastered the art of saving. It still has a long way to go."

Qi Wuhuo said: "This is the Great Sage."

The young Taoist priest watched this scene and saw the enemy earlier than he expected.

I also saw that the enemy was invincible.

The original plan was to disrupt the ritual, but Mr. Gray said that this was already the level of a great sage that was above the realm of immortals. This so-called ritual invitation was probably just to show one's strength, so where would one go to disrupt the ritual?

The young Taoist saw this majestic and unrivaled power for the first time, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Suddenly, a voice was heard, and a man walked up the building. Su You calmed down and went to greet him. After the greetings, he said with a smile: "The assassin is next to us, and we don't know him."

The green-haired man laughed and said, "Of course it is."

"I came here today for other reasons."

He walked in, looked at the young Taoist priest who had his eyes closed, smiled slightly, and said:

"This...musician?"

"The Great Sage invites you."

!!!

So Su You’s smile froze.

The atmosphere here suddenly became dead silent.