Chapter 532: Difficult to Achieve the Result, the God of the Sky
The old Taoist waved his hand, and the flying corpse walked in front of him involuntarily, unable to disobey his orders.
The flying corpse was filled with yin energy, but it was unable to break free from its restraints.
The old Taoist stretched out his intact hand and stroked the flying corpse's head, moving from the top of the skull downwards. He said, "Don't waste your energy. I planted a secret curse on you before you died, and after death, I have refined you with my secret method. You are one with my heart and blood. I am you, and you are me. You cannot disobey my orders."
Hatred flashed in the flying corpse's eyes, and he said, "You killed me!"
The old Taoist's eyes didn't waver at all. He said, "You've already forgotten everything, but it doesn't matter. There's no need to remember it."
He suddenly revealed a trace of emotion and said, "You are much better than me. Look at your face, and then look at mine. Haha, I also treated you sincerely, but I really can't give up."
His voice twisted as he spoke, "I really can't accept this. We're all human, so why is it that you're gifted with every talent, while I can only waste my entire life and never achieve anything?"
He reached out and pinched the flying corpse's chin, forcing it to look at him. He said, "I originally raised you to see me to my death, but you turned your heart away, wanting to abandon me and follow the so-called righteous path. I know that nothing is as reliable as myself, and nothing is as useful as myself."
"You're mine!"
Suddenly a divine light flashed out of the old Taoist's eyes, and his spirit penetrated into the flying corpse's eyes.
The old Taoist chanted an incantation, and a black aura emerged from Fei's body, and a red aura emerged from his own body. The two auras blended with each other without any hindrance.
He laughed heartily. No matter how the flying corpse struggled or wailed, it could not move, nor could it stop his spirit from pouring into the flying corpse's spirit platform like a river.
The weak spirit of the flying corpse was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of him. It was quickly defeated by the surging spirit wrapped in infinite magic power, and then re-occupied his spirit platform and became the new owner of this body.
The old Taoist's body fell onto the cloud bed. His spirit took over the flying corpse's body, constantly devouring the yang energy of his own body, and watched his body turn into a mummy in an instant.
The old Taoist sighed and said, "If he hadn't been injured, with the integration of yin and yang, he should have been able to make further progress."
"Fortunately, I have achieved success now. I no longer have to worry about my lifespan or the backlash of my Dao."
He was full of pride and wanted to stand up from the ground. He straightened his body, but did not move, as if he had never given the order at all.
The old Taoist's expression suddenly changed, and he asked, "How could this happen?"
"How could this happen?"
Inside Xuanzhou City, the Immortal Jin Ting was looking at the basin of clear water in the backyard and said slowly, "Isn't it strange?"
He muttered to himself, and the paper figure beside the basin remained in a kneeling position, not moving at all under his magic power.
In the basin, the scene in the flying corpse's eyes did not change at all. He was still kneeling in front of the cloud bed, staring at his own dried corpse.
Thin and shriveled, he looked like a piece of rotten wood wrapped in his wide Taoist robe.
The ugly and decayed appearance deeply hurt the old Taoist. He felt humiliated, embarrassed, and even felt that something was wrong.
The old Taoist gasped and said, "Senior He Fang is teasing me?"
Jin Ting Daxian said softly, "Don't worry, I'll come to see you right away."
Five clouds of smoke extended from behind him, like five flying arrows, piercing the paper man and pinning him to the ground.
The Immortal Jin Ting placed the Moon Phase Instrument on the paper figure, and the mountain became like a real mountain, pressing down on the paper figure.
In the cave, the old Taoist was struck by lightning and fell to the ground. His limbs seemed to be nailed to the ground, and his magic power was pressed down by a mountain and could not be mobilized.
The Great Immortal Jin Ting sat in front of the moon phase instrument, mobilizing the spirit gods of the Five Mountains to guard the body, while his own spirit god descended directly into the spirit platform of the flying corpse through the moon phase instrument and the moon spell cast on the spirit platform of the flying corpse.
In the spirit platform of the flying corpse, the spirit of the old Taoist was firmly trapped by seven Yue Bei spells, but he was completely unaware of it.
The Immortal Jin Ting descended into his spiritual altar like a bright moon falling from the sky. In an instant, the scene in his spiritual altar that was like a turbid river was replaced by a vast ocean.
The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and the Immortal Jin Ting was standing on the mirror-like sea. The old Taoist suddenly came to his senses and finally discovered that his spiritual platform was ambushed by the second force and a hidden trick was set.
The Yuebei spell turned into chains, locking him tightly and making him unable to move.
He looked at the Immortal Jin Ting, his expression immediately changed, and he said, "It's you!"
Jin Ting Daxian narrowed his narrow eyes, and said with a hint of smile, "It's me."
The magic power around the old Taoist priest kept surging, trying to break through the blockade of the lunar instrument. Endless Yin energy also surged out from the flying corpse's body, constantly flowing into the spiritual platform, attaching to the old Taoist priest, trying to cut off the spell of Yue Beifa.
Yue Bofa's spells broke one by one. The old Taoist said with a ferocious face, "This is my body. You dare to come to my spirit platform and seek death!"
The Immortal Jin Ting stood before the old Taoist, watching him break chains one by one, and said, "This is not your body. Isn't your body lying on the cloud bed?"
The old Taoist's magical power surged all over his body, and suddenly turned into a turbid mud river, rolling towards the Immortal Jin Ting.
The entire spiritual platform was like the sky being covered by yellow dust, with a burnt yellow color.
"My body! Get out of here!"
Attacked from within and without, with external magical powers coming to the rescue, it was as if the sky was collapsing, the Milky Way was pouring down, and the nine provinces were destroyed. Inside, the Yellow River was surging like a dragon, sweeping across the universe.
The Immortal Jin Ting laughed, and five long tails stretched out from behind him, all snow-white, like five pillars of heaven, resisting the torrent from the sky.
His true form is like a god holding up the sky standing in the vast ocean, with the bright moon rotating behind him, and the sky and the ocean forming his body.
A green dragon coiled around his image of heaven and water. He looked down at the yellow mud river transformed by the old Taoist priest and said, "Would you like to compete with me in spiritual magic?"
The yellow mud river under his feet was not even half as big as the vast ocean, and was even lower than his knees.
"That's ridiculous."
It was as if the world was turned upside down, and a real vast ocean swallowed up the entire Lingtai world.
The yellow mud river was submerged in it and turned into the original appearance of the old Taoist.
It was as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. The old Taoist was filled with fear that could not be increased. He was about to beg for mercy when he saw a huge dark hand reaching out from the swamp. It suddenly grabbed him in its palm, and the whole world fell into darkness.
As the Great Immortal Jin Ting shook his body, the flying corpse's spiritual world shattered and reorganized like bubbles, and the Great Immortal Jin Ting's giant god-like appearance changed back to his own appearance in an instant.
A mountain that suppressed the universe emerged from the chaotic spiritual world. The Immortal Jin Ting stood under the mountain. He stretched out his hand and a towering portal opened in front of him.
The three big characters on the door intertwined were: Ghost Gate!
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