Asking About Longevity Chapter 548

Chapter 548 Talisman of Immortality

 Aunt Xue's color suddenly changed.

Son? ? !

 She looked at the handsome young man and said in disbelief:

 “You are actually...the Holy Son of Demon?!”

 Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi both looked solemn.

The remaining Jindan demon cultivators rushed towards Mo Hua, but were stopped by Bai Zisheng, who was holding a spear.

"I do not believe…"

He is indeed young, probably only in his twenties, and his cultivation level is already very high, at least building a foundation, and maybe even a golden elixir.

 In all his life, no one has ever dared to scold him like this to his face.

 As a result, something embarrassing happened just as I was trying to get ahead this time.

Mo Hua suddenly realized that they wanted to catch him and blackmail the master!

Bai Zixi held the sword in his hand and stabbed his heart with all his strength.

 The Dharma of the Dongxu Realm has exceeded the limitations of the heavenly law of the third-level state boundary.

At this moment, Bai Zixi gritted her teeth, turned the tip of her sword, and pointed at her heart.

Her eyes narrowed, and the blood condensed between her claws, dispelling all Bai Zixi's golden light and white fire sword skills, and then passed Bai Zixi, trying to grab the ink painting behind her.

Within a moment, five golden elixir demon cultivators died suddenly, and then dark clouds gathered on the horizon, and a terrifying wave came.

 With this talisman, he couldn't do anything to the brother and sister.

 Take action?

“The sons compete with each other, and the winner in the end will be the next demon king.”

 The Holy Son of Demonic Dao was also stunned and speechless.

 A golden elixir demon cultivator exploded and died immediately without any warning!

Guitoutuo gave the Taoist priest a vicious look.

 Her eyes were filled with seven-colored light.

 “Senior sister…”

The Holy Son's face trembled slightly, and his eyes showed anger and ferocity.

 The Holy Son's full calculations came to an abrupt end, and great panic reappeared in his eyes.

The Holy Son became interested and chuckled: "Just don't kill them. If you are not fatally injured, you won't be able to trigger the 'Born Immortality Talisman'." "Stop them and bring that kid over!"

“I don't believe how precious the longevity talisman is. You are willing to trigger it yourself…”

That little girl…

 But now, he found that he had thought wrong...

 “You can go, but that kid...”

"As a disciple of a great family, I think you know better than me what it means to lose your longevity talisman..."

Aunt Xue pulled Mo Hua behind her and said in a concentrated voice:

 “We are the Bai family…”

“I want to see what's so special about this kid?”

 The Son sneered, "He must stay!"

 “This is a one-time 'life-saving charm'…”

As for this kid named "Mo", he is unknown, probably from a bad background, or even just a casual cultivator who was picked up by Mr. Zhuang in some remote corner.

 The Son was far away and was not affected, but in his heart he was frightened and angry.

 But he has never seen anyone so incredibly beautiful and breathtaking in his life.

It's just that Bai Zisheng was just refining Qi after all. The spear in his hand was so powerful that it was pinched by the demon cultivator with two fingers.

 “Trigger the Talisman of Immortality by yourself?”

 But after a moment, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. There seemed to be someone else's breath around him.

When the Holy Son saw this gaze, he understood instantly, and then felt incredible shock and fear in his heart:

 While Mo Hua looked at the Holy Son, the Holy Son was also looking at him.

Bai Zixi stood in front of Mo Hua with cold eyes, "Whoever touches him will die!"

　　What kind of talisman is this? He has never heard of...

 He himself is handsome and has seen many beautiful women.

Therefore, the only person he can do anything about, and the only person he can hold hostage, is the one who has no power, no background, no backing, poor spiritual roots, weak cultivation, and no "Born Life Talisman" to protect him. Fortunately, that is Zhuang The master's personal disciple-ink painting!

Shengzi looked at Bai Zisheng and the two of them, "I won't embarrass you..." Then he turned his attention to Mo Hua, "But this kid belongs to me!"

Aunt Xue's heart tightened, she gritted her teeth and looked around.

There is a huge gap between foundation building and golden elixir. No matter how sophisticated her illusion technique is, she is no match at all.

No one expected that Bai Zixi could really, and really dared, trigger the talisman of longevity on her own!

That is the talisman of longevity? !

The Son was noncommittal and said nothing.

 “The talisman of longevity?”

 Although the losses were heavy, it was enough!

 Even feeling ashamed of oneself.

Currently, there is a charming female cultivator with exposed fangs. Her body skills are enchanting and weird. In just a few breaths, she bullied Mo Hua and others.

The light in Aunt Xue's eyes faded, she took a few steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

 The skin is like gelatin, and the eyes are like stars.

 Among the group of people, this young man was the only one with a bloodstain between his eyebrows.

Everyone present was suffocated and did not dare to breathe.

 “Why is my mouth so **** mean?!”

Mo Hua was startled, with a complicated mood, and murmured.

 But on him, the spiritual power flowed like the sea, and the golden light covered the sky and the sun!

At some point, Bai Zisheng took advantage of his wavering state and touched his side.

They are all great golden elixir cultivators. If they don't get together, they will all be the “ancestors” of the same party. They can call the wind and rain, so naturally no one can obey the other.

 Ghost Tutuo's face turned blue and white in turns.

"The leader of the Demon Cult calls himself the Demon Lord, and the person who is qualified to succeed the Demon Lord in the future is called the Holy Son..."

 The dagger stopped in front of Bai Zisheng's chest, and the golden light shone brightly.

Mo Hua felt a tremor in his heart.

Although he is the Holy Son of the Devil, he has no huge interests and does not need to make such a big enemy.

Shengzi sneered, "You are from the Bai family. You are a brother and sister, and you are also the core direct descendant of the Bai family, so I will give you some face."

More than a dozen Jindan demon cultivators, five are dead now, and there are still eight left.

The Holy Son was stunned and shocked for a long time, then slowly shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't believe it..."

The talisman of longevity!

 All the demon cultivators present looked horrified.

Aunt Xue also said in a deep voice: "My seniors from the Bai family are nearby, please ask the Holy Son to take care of himself."

The Holy Son felt his heart tremble and his body couldn't help but tremble.

 The Taoist priest, half of his face burned off, continued to taunt Guitoutuo:

“The talisman of longevity is formed by the ancestors above Dongxu using their natal essence to form a talisman. It is planted in the fate of the direct descendants. When encountering a life-threatening situation, it will be activated by itself. It can kill all foreign enemies and protect the descendants from death.”

All of this, whether it is delayed or quick, is only a blink of an eye.

“Otherwise, how could those family ancestors let their extremely talented and amazing disciples go out to practice?”

The demonic female cultivator and Aunt Xue looked at each other and were stunned for a moment. Suddenly, the evil power began to circulate. She grinned and her eyes turned red and showed bloodshot eyes.

 And it's not just beauty.

Although he is not very old, he has a face that is as beautiful as any country, and is extremely beautiful and flawless. It has ice as its flesh and jade as its bones. When he looks at it, it seems that the snow and moon are flowing, and it is extremely majestic.

The charming female cultivator's eyelids twitched, and she was secretly shocked, "This swordsmanship..."

Won't…

Aunt Xue's face turned pale, but she also looked desperate.

 The two of them were from aristocratic families.

The golden elixir demon cultivators showed disdain on their faces, but they did not dare to attack Bai Zisheng for fear of triggering the "Born Immortality Talisman", so they could only play with him.

Want to trigger the "Bird Immortality Talisman" yourself?

The talisman of longevity was triggered, and Bai Zixi lost all her disguise, revealing her original appearance.

 The charming female cultivator sneered disdainfully.

The Bai brothers and sisters must not be able to take big risks to protect this kid.

Shengzi looked at Bai Zixi with an angry expression, but at this glance, he was suddenly stunned.

 This is an old man whose face cannot be seen clearly.

But gradually he figured it out and couldn't laugh anymore.

Of course, it is impossible to escape the fate of being wiped out by the thunder.

He held a dagger and pierced his heart without hesitation, saying harshly:

 “You useless holy son, die for me!”

Aunt Xue frowned, "You want Mo Hua to stay, what do you want to do?"

Bai Zisheng snorted coldly: "Don't even think about it!"

With your mother's help?

Ancestor Dongxu's method is “able to kill all foreign enemies.” If I take action, won't I definitely die?

**** it!

 Ghost Tutuo was angry in his heart.

This Taoist priest is right...

 “That kid must be caught, and then he will die!”

 And within just a moment, he was wiped out by the calamity thunder again.

 It seems that it can really erase everything...

"You Bai family don't know, and those idiots in Daoting have no way of knowing."

The charming female cultivator was stunned and stopped involuntarily.

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The Holy Son didn't want to waste any more words and waved his hand casually. Several golden elixir demon cultivators appeared behind him and stepped out like ghosts, approaching Mo Hua, trying to catch Mo Hua.

Wearing blood-colored clothes, fair skin, handsome and enchanting appearance, cold and arrogant pupils, and a simple bloodstain between his eyebrows.

 She then took a few glances and calmed down again, "It's okay, I'm just refining my Qi..."

In the ink painting, we only see the appearance of the Dharma, the explosion of demonic cultivators, and the arrival and disappearance of calamity thunder.

 “I know you are the Bai family…”

The female cultivator's expression condensed, and she stopped her attack abruptly with a "bang" sound, and her scarlet nails stopped in front of Bai Zixi.

The Holy Son looked surprised.

 But it was not him who was struck by lightning this time.

Bai Zisheng did not give up and rushed forward with his bare hands to prevent them from grabbing Mo Hua.

On the one hand, he was afraid of the Bai family, so he did not dare to attack the brother and sister.

 A group of golden elixir demon cultivators dispersed like birds and beasts, running around in all directions as if desperate for their lives, but they could not escape from the hands of the Dharma.

The scene before him was far beyond his expectation.

 Still in the presence of the Son…

 “It's another 'life' for the direct descendants of these aristocratic families!”

 But then, he looked grim again.

Jealousy brought the Son back to his senses.

Bai Zisheng also understood and said angrily: "Monster, don't even think about it!"

Mo Hua looked at the "Holy Son" in front of him again.

 What is the Son?

　　Bai Zixi knew that he didn't understand, so she explained softly:

Mo Hua didn't understand even more, why did this demon with a feminine face refer to him alone and wanted to stay by himself?

 Just when he said this, he could not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"No way…"

 So in the blink of an eye, he didn't have time to take a closer look, and he didn't see any formation patterns. He was just shocked by the familiar and terrifying power of the great avenue of annihilation.

Bai Zixi's bright eyes showed a trace of firmness and determination.

On the other side, a skinny Taoist priest with half a burnt face sneered:

The Talisman of Immortality, Patriarch Dongxu... He had never heard of these things before.

Not only the Holy Son, but also several other golden elixir demon cultivators suddenly figured it out, and all of them looked shocked.

  Could it be that this is the mark of the "Holy Son"?

Bai Zixi just said: "I am your senior sister! I promised Master to take good care of you!"

This talisman comes from the ancestor of Dongxu. It can protect the lives of the direct disciples of the family. The talisman that reaches the sky -

He looked at Bai Zisheng with sinister eyes.

“Most of the Holy Sons have outstanding bloodlines, extraordinary talents, and practice the most orthodox Demonic Cult techniques. Although they are young, their status in the Demonic Cult is extremely high.”

The charming female cultivator took the opportunity to get closer and stretched out her pale hands with five long scarlet nails to grab at the ink painting.

It is Bai Zisheng.

The thin Taoist priest looked at Guitoutuo with a mocking look on his face, "I have never seen what this 'Born Immortality Talisman' looks like in my life. Why don't you take action and force the two young monks out of their longevity talisman, and let me Long experience?"

 Ink painting is a little surprised.

"I don't want to do anything..." The Holy Son's charming eyes were full of ambition, "I want to go meet Mr. Zhuang, but I have to have some chips in my hand. He, as a young disciple, is just right."

 There are only ink paintings, and the expression is confused.

Refining the spirit and returning to the emptiness, discovering the dharma of the emptiness!

Between heaven and earth, like the Sanskrit sound of the great avenue, a majestic and trembling voice sounded:

 “How dare you, Xiaoxiao, to bully my younger generation?”

A layer of golden light suddenly appeared on Bai Zixi's body.

 The Dharma appeared, and within a few moments, five great golden elixir cultivators were suppressed and killed!

Around the Holy Son, several more golden elixir demon cultivators took action to bully Mo Hua.

Liao Tiande listened and whispered what he said. The Holy Son smiled slightly, pointed at the ink painting and said:

 “Keep this brat for me!”

The smile on the face of the Holy Son gradually disappeared, and he said solemnly:

The Taoist priest, half of his face burned, wanted to have his mouth beaten to bits.

In his original plan, as the Holy Son, and with more than a dozen golden elixir great demon cultivators, the Bai family brother and sister, even if they did not retreat, would at least be afraid of him and hand over their little junior brother...

Bai Zixi's eyes flickered, she pointed forward and said in a clear voice:

"kill!"

 Even the Dharma form is no exception.

 As expected, it was all calculated.

 In a life-and-death crisis, life hangs on a thread.

 A bright and sacred "talisman" formed between her eyebrows.

 He was a monk on the way and was obsessed with eating people. His own inheritance was not enough, so he knew nothing about these high-level monastic knowledge.

The Holy Son smiled softly and said, "Don't think I don't know. The secrets of the underworld are locked, covering the secrets of the heavens, and locking the cause and effect. This place will be isolated from the outside world for a short period of time."

That fierce temperament, courage and determination regardless of life and death, merged with the beautiful appearance, and the cold and clear eyes like ice and snow...

 At this time, there was deathly silence in the mountains.

For some reason, a trace of heart-wrenching jealousy arose in his heart.

The charming female cultivator is a golden elixir, and her ink painting cultivation is just for refining qi.

 This is a "suicide" look.

"A prophecy!"

On the other hand, he is indeed worried about his natal longevity talisman.

The talisman of longevity is equivalent to a "gold medal for immunity from death".

Even if they are facing tit-for-tat with their own holy son, and confronting more than a dozen golden elixir demon cultivators, they still want to protect this "little junior brother"?

Why?

 This little brat, is he so important?

No matter how exquisite the water-passing step is, you can't dodge it.

 Bai Zixi's eyes showed regret.

 The Son's eyes were cold and his mind was wandering.

With Bai Zixi's clear and cold "Kill!", the Dharma Prime Minister pointed out with majesty and indifference.

 The Taoist sneered to himself.

"you will not…"

Fat Toutuo, who was at the golden elixir stage on the side, saw this and flattered him: "Holy Son, I will kill this kid for you."

They turned pale and struggled to escape, but at the same time, a huge golden statue appeared behind Bai Zixi.

 These two young monks are still direct descendants of the Bai family. Attacking them will directly anger the Bai family.

Bai Zisheng's gaze was like a sword, awe-inspiring and unafraid.

This little girl, how dare she? !

This sword, the sword energy spread across, was a sword with the intention of death, but it stopped at the slightest point in her chest.

This is...the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder?

Dark clouds gathered, and a scarlet thunderbolt fell from the sky. It arrived in an instant and wiped out the golden body without leaving any trace.

　　After that, with another flick, the spear was bounced away.

“Guitoutuo, please be more intelligent when flattering me. They are direct descendants of the Bai family and have been planted with longevity talismans. Do you dare to attack them and seek death?”

At this moment, Bai Zixi dodged and stood in front of Mo Hua.

Several golden elixir demon cultivators hesitated slightly, but continued to grab Mo Hua.

The Dharma Prime Minister protected Bai Zixi and obeyed his intentions.

 Another longevity talisman appeared.

More than a dozen Jindan Damo cultivators who dominated the field were all trembling with fear, as if they were ants.

The charming female cultivator also opened her mouth, smiled ferociously, and grabbed Bai Zixi.

 Five golden elixir demon cultivators were killed instantly! How will he explain when he goes back?

 The heart of the Holy Son could not help but throb.

He saw the ink painting protected by Bai Zixi behind him, and the remaining golden light of the longevity talisman was draped on the two of them. Their eyebrows were close, and their hearts were in harmony, like a golden boy and a beautiful girl.

 Her body exuded a strong and pungent smell of powder.

The female demon cultivator chuckled and said, "You dare to use the illusion technique in the late stage of foundation building on the golden elixir? Are you really not afraid of backlash?"

The Holy Son turned his head and saw beside him a young man in white with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes.

Fat Toutuo was angry, the fat on his face trembled, but he also looked shocked.

Aunt Xue's heart was awe-inspiring and her face was as dark as water.

They have no power to resist now. As long as they catch the kid, they will not only have the bargaining chip to blackmail Mr. Zhuang, but also...

 The Bai family is a huge behemoth.

 The Holy Son in the distance was also startled, then chuckled and said, "Are you stupid, little girl?"

 “As soon as I finished talking about it, I was like, damn, I really saw the talisman of longevity!”

 Other demon cultivators were even scared to death!

Then the Dharma was pointed out again, and another demon cultivator died immediately. Then another finger was pointed out, and another demon cultivator was killed and turned into pools of blood mist.

　　　Bai Zisheng and others were a little stunned.

Bai Zixi's eyes were focused, and he took out a golden long sword in his hand. As he swung it, the sword was bright and clear, mixed with snow-white flames.

The Holy Son felt slightly surprised and nodded: "As expected of a disciple of the Bai family, he does have some integrity..."

 Another majestic golden spiritual power bloomed from the mountain and reached the sky and the earth.

 Another golden body of Dharma appears in heaven and earth.

 (End of this chapter)

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