Asking About Longevity Chapter 549

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As soon as the golden body of the Dharma Appearance appeared, spiritual power flowed across the sky, and the aura was immeasurable. There was no sadness or joy in the face of nothingness. The golden body pointed towards the frightened Holy Son with a finger.

 With one finger, the power is astonishing.

 The face of the Holy Son was distorted by the force, his limbs were gradually broken, and his flesh and blood gradually became blurred.

 It only took a moment, and it was as good as before.

 Between his brows, the blood mark lit up, emitting a deep and dark luster.

 The white-robed monk looked intently.

The white-robed monk waved his hand and said, "Set off with me immediately to Lishan City!"

Jian Zheng silently looked at the chessboard.

 The elder Ge nodded slightly, but had no other instructions.

 “My natal...immortality talisman?”

 A middle-aged monk in white robes felt the shattering of the first longevity talisman and the fluctuation of the Dharma in the Cave Void Realm. His heart trembled, and he accidentally crushed the tea cup in his hand.

More than twenty great golden elixir cultivators stood behind the Holy Son, only looking at him.

 Turn your hands to cover the sky, turn your hands to level the ground!

At that time, no one will dare to plot against their master, and no one will dare to bully their junior brothers and sisters! No one dares to hurt the people they cherish anymore!

The white-robed monk was upset, but seeing that everyone looked confused, he still said concisely and concisely:

 “A talisman of longevity is broken, let's go and have a look.”

Although they are far apart and can't see clearly, these strong auras are clearly...two Dharma images?

And among them, that blood shadow...is it the Demon Dao Cave? !

 The disciple breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully left. The supervisor hesitated for a moment, looked at the contents of the jade slip in his hand, and was slightly moved, "Underworld Secret Lock..."

 “If it doesn't count, they won't die.”

"Shangguan Family, Yun Family, Daoxuan Sect... I asked you to do calculations a few days ago. Are you perfunctory when you say you can't do the calculations?"

 “One thought, two methods, heaven's secret calculation...”

The prison officer couldn't stand it anymore, so he whispered: "Mr. Ge..."

 “Another one was broken?”

“Whoever dares not to come with a stick of incense should get out of Daotingsi immediately!”

 “Are they all going?” A deputy director was startled.

Mr. Ge's eyes were slightly cold, "What is a genius?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" the white-robed monk said sternly, "put on your Taoist robes, bring your magic weapon, prepare all the elixirs, and set off now!"

Jian Zheng asked in confusion: "Have you told the Shangguan family and the Daoxuanmen about this?"

Bai Zixi still stood in front of Mo Hua.

 After the catastrophe, the golden light and the **** light dissipated together.

Far away on the horizon, there is a golden light and a red light, competing against each other.

 The sky is filled with golden light in the distance, and the aura is terrifying.

 Can those who can be planted with the longevity talisman be ordinary disciples?

He became angry and cursed: "Neglect of duty? Such negligence and slackness, actually..."

Disgusted that I was not worthy of playing chess with him.

If anything goes wrong, he, as the state border chief, will definitely be blamed!

Jian Zheng's expression gradually became serious...

Poor waves of demonic energy suddenly descended and fell around the Holy Son.

Jian Zheng looked solemnly and nodded.

The deputy director hesitated, pointed into the distance, and said slowly:

This is obviously not what Ge Lao means.

The mountains and forests were overturned, and everything was in a mess.

In a short period of time, two natal longevity talismans were broken, and there was also a demonic immortal talisman?

 “This is the true cultivation that reaches heaven and earth…”

Jian Zheng's eyes were sharp, "Is it really so dangerous?"

Mr. Ge turned a blind eye and continued to play chess.

 No, more than…

“Broken my immortal amulet, I will make you pay the price!”

 The deputy head still couldn't help but ask: "Chief, what happened?"

The leader was an old demon who was in the late stage of Jindan cultivation. His face was wrinkled and his body was hunched over. He saluted the Holy Son and said:

 “Old slave, it's too late to save me, please forgive me, Holy Son!”

Mr. Ge's eyes were obscure and he asked: "Who are we plotting against?"

The executive secretary was shocked when he heard this, knowing that this matter must be a big deal.

The three of them looked at each other, and just as they were about to leave, they heard the Holy Son sneer in their ears:

Jian Zheng endured it, but still did not say the name, and then he shook his head, "It's just a demon planted in the heart of the Tao, it's not a top-level demon inheritance..."

 But now, at this moment, while drinking tea, without any warning, he felt the fluctuation of the cave's dharma.

And further away, Daozhou, the Central Daoting.

He wanted to say, "He has excellent spiritual roots, is extremely smart, has extraordinary talents, and is amazingly talented." But when the words came to his lips, he felt that they were too simple.

 There is no one at the intersection.

After all, it is still relatively remote from Yuancheng. Although these Jindan monks have good backgrounds, most of them are from small aristocratic families and small sects, and they don't know much about this truly great inheritance.

The Tao Tingsi of Liyuan City is also the largest Tao Tingsi in the entire Dali Mountain Prefecture, with the most monks and the highest authority.

 “Dongxu Realm…”

 “Broken…broken?!”

 A trace of solemnity flashed in Mr. Ge's eyes.

The scarlet tribulation thunder descended from the sky, seemingly with cold fury, wiping out the golden body of the righteous path and the blood-colored dharma of the demonic path together!

 Ge Laozheng and Jian Zheng are playing chess.

 But her figure was extremely thin, and her beautiful eyes could not hide the despair.

Rao was the later practice of his Jin Dan. He lived in two hundred years, and the city government was deeper. At this time, his face was pale.

 The heavenly secrets here have been stirred up.

Only then did he realize that this **** Holy Son also had life-saving things like the "talisman of longevity".

Everyone was shocked and talked about it:

"What it is?"

Now Mr. Ge says that he "will never make any progress in playing chess in his whole life." He is quite true. I don't know what to say...

This was the first time he saw the headmaster who showed no emotion or anger, showing such a stern expression.

 “Can't do anything wrong…”

 Everyone looked solemn and said in a deep voice.

 In the mountains of Dali.

 Although saying this is not very respectful.

Having the greatest power comes with the greatest responsibility.

There are still a few demon cultivators left, but they were affected by the Holy Son's own "immortal talisman" and lost their lives.

But everyone is the same, neither lose nor gain.

 A hint of chill suddenly flashed through Mr. Ge's old eyes.

 After a while, the thunderclouds in the sky left and returned.

“Sir, the Talisman of Immortality is broken. Is that what it looks like...”

 One "ming" for another "ming".

“The slower they calculate, the slower they will die.”

Jian Zheng was puzzled, but Mr. Ge said no more.

 The white-robed monk was suddenly startled, and his heart felt slightly cold.

The supervisor thought about it for a while and then asked: "Mr. Ge, the student still doesn't understand. What's the danger if you really wade into this muddy water?"

Jian Zheng said cautiously:

“Sir, there is no reply from Lishan City…”

The white-robed monk thought for a moment, then casually selected a golden elixir monk, "You stay and sit guard, and everyone else will go."

 The white-robed monk's eyes were horrified.

Jian Zheng shook his head, pondered for a moment, and then said: "There are countless capable people in the Taoist court, and there are many geniuses. There is no way..."

The life-saving talisman on the forehead of the Holy Son was also forced to activate, competing with the golden body dharma, and protecting his life.

“The more 'geniuses' there are, the more corrupt the Taoist court will be, and the more the cultivation world will collapse..."

Mr. Ge sneered, "His time has come, he has exhausted all his plans, and there is no way to make a comeback. Otherwise, he would never be at the end of his rope, and..."

Not long after, there was the sound of footsteps. The sound was heavy and then soft, and the steps seemed to be deeper and shallower.

Mr. Ge didn't seem to want to give a straight answer. He just looked far away and sighed softly:

 “Blood banners seal the city, and the magic sword hangs on one's life?”

"yes."

Jian Zheng was startled, and his eyes gradually became serious, "Did you figure something out?"

 He, as the chief, is responsible for the safety of the entire Dali Mountain prefecture.

 One talisman is broken into pieces.

"yes!"

“But his senior brother is not so easy to talk to…”

 A group of demons looked ferocious and looked at them with eager eyes.

“Mr. Ge knows, please spread the word. This matter has been planned for a long time, and there are already regulations. Just do what you want to do...”

"The most terrifying thing is actually not him, but his senior brother..."

 This is a **** statue!

 It is the blood shadow of the Demonic Patriarch.

 “What's the hurry?” Ge Lao looked indifferent.

Bai Zixi's longevity talisman was broken into pieces, and the golden body was revealed, killing five golden elixir demon cultivators.

After several more breaths, the other golden elixir demon cultivators realized something was wrong and turned their heads to look at the intersection to the west.

“Sir, are you making a fuss out of a molehill?” Someone said in a tactful tone.

 The disciples outside the door were anxious, but they could only wait respectfully.

  “talisman?”

 Thousands of miles away from Yuancheng.

 Their expressions were solemn and mixed with confusion.

Mr. Ge sighed, as if remembering the past, with a hint of fear hidden in his deep eyes:

“They are all monsters.”

“Now your longevity charms are all broken, and you have no ability to protect yourself, so you are all fish and meat on my sword!”

Bai Zisheng returned to Mo Hua and Bai Zixi.

The white-robed monk nodded. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt something aura, his heart palpitated, and his eyes widened in horror.

 “The talisman of longevity…is broken…”

　　"If we really meet, nine times out of ten, everyone will be played to death..."

The remaining power of the longevity talisman followed Bai Zixi's wishes and protected Mo Hua and Aunt Xue not far away.

“Do you think this boy named Zhuang is so calculating?”

 Under the Taoist court, it is impossible to have a clear world...

These words put the prisoner into question.

Bai Zisheng activated the Talisman of Immortality. Although he did not intentionally kill him, the spiritual power of the talisman was so powerful that the golden elixir demon cultivator that was swept away was either dead or disabled.

 Dali Mountain was blocked by demonic cultivators.

He stood in a daze, looking at the two Dharma images, feeling inexplicably shocked in his heart.

 “You know nothing!”

How big a thing is a talisman that can cause all the Dao Tingsi, the largest Dao Tingsi, and all the top-level Jindan monks in the entire Dali Mountain State to be mobilized?

Bai Zisheng took advantage of the Holy Son's unpreparedness and sneakily approached, then shattered his own longevity talisman and triggered the Golden Body Dharma, hoping to completely kill the Demonic Holy Son!

The Holy Son gave a ferocious laugh, then looked indifferently, looking at Mo Hua and others:

 “None of you can leave today!”

Mr. Ge's words are profound.

The prison officer was muttering silently, his expression changed, and he couldn't help shouting, "Mr. Ge..."

Mr. Ge's hair is all white, his face is old, but his eyes are deep. Jian Zheng's hair is half white, his face is like a crown of jade, and his eyes are humble.

"I can only tell you that a talisman of immortality is more expensive and heavier than my life!"

Moreover, surprisingly they are all golden elixir demon cultivators!

They were wearing the same **** robes, as if they were members of the same magic sect.

Mo Hua's eyes showed both shock and longing, and he couldn't help but hold his little hand.

Mr. Ge shook his head and sighed: "You can't do this. You are restless and unsure. You will never make any progress in playing chess in your whole life..."

Jian Zheng glanced at Mr. Ge with surprise, "Have you known this for a long time?"

 “What use can a genius be if he seizes the benefits of the world and pursues his own selfish interests?”

no reply…

 194.88.251.172

Mr. Ge stared at the chessboard wholeheartedly, without moving his eyes or answering.

 There was anger, jealousy, and a hint of hidden greed in his eyes.

Jian Zheng was startled, and frowned: "Even if he was extraordinary back then, now after so many years, his foundation is broken, how can he still be so troublesome?"

 Bai Zixi also nodded.

Aunt Xue gritted her teeth and protected the three children behind her.

A chief executive came in, cupped his hands and said, "What are your orders, chief executive?"

The white-robed monk suddenly turned around and after just one glance, his legs became weak and he almost stopped standing.

Jian Zheng frowned, "Is this matter really so dangerous?"

The natal longevity talisman...is it an ordinary talisman?

 Can those who can plant natal longevity talismans be from ordinary families?

There were two or three left, lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Jian Zheng hesitated and said, "Mr. Zhuang?"

"Want to leave? Can you leave?"

 But Jian Zheng had a vague feeling that Mr. Ge's words were a double entendre, and he was also referring to himself.

Bai Zisheng snorted coldly, "You are dead, what can you do to us?"

This human figure looks like a **** man soaked in dirty blood. His energy and blood are boiling, and it is soul-stirring and terrifying.

 But before that, when the longevity talisman was broken for the first time.

 “Is it that important?”

Tianshu Pavilion.

 And, a natal longevity charm was broken...

Within a moment, anxious footsteps could be heard outside the door.

 “Are you in a hurry to let them die?”

 Mr. Ge completely lost interest in playing chess. He dropped a piece and "gave away" all his chess pieces. He said coldly:

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expression changed.

The huge spiritual power fluctuations generated by the golden body method also spread outward from Dali Mountain, causing the monks to be shocked.

The talisman of longevity, is this what your mother uses?

The Holy Son looked in disbelief:

 “I see you, how can you escape?”

Who can have such courage?

The white-robed monk's face was as dark as water, and then he ordered:

“This boy named Zhuang is, and so is his senior brother.”

The white-robed monk looked at the direction of the spiritual power fluctuations and compared it with the pattern of the Dali Mountain state boundary. He made some calculations in his mind and it took him a long time to think of a name:

 Lishancheng…

Mo Hua immediately said: "Let's go!"

Mr. Ge sighed, "I am old and confused. How can I still calculate so quickly and accurately?"

 The wind and clouds are surging, and the magical opportunities are ups and downs.

The disciple was at a loss as to what to do.

"you…"

"genius?"

 Is it no reply, or...no one can reply?

 Daotingsi in Lishan City will not encounter any accidents...

Bai Zixi noticed something strange in the ink painting and turned around to look, but the intersection was empty and desolate, with nothing there.

What if this little ancestor who was planted with the longevity talisman has three long and two short...

 This is the Talisman of Immortality!

 It's a life!

The Holy Son was so angry that a mouthful of blood clogged his throat. He could neither spit it out nor swallow it.

 “This is...the real monk...”

 He is the head of the Tao Tingsi in Liyuan City.

 The Talisman of Immortality? !

 The white-robed monk frowned, "No reply?"

Jian Zheng had no choice but to shake his head, took the jade slip and said to the disciple:

Mr. Ge finally came back to his senses, sighed slightly, looked away from the chessboard, and said slowly: "Come in."

 “Everyone! No excuses for anyone!”

There was some silence for a moment above the attic.

Jian Zhengxin was a little tired, but he still asked helplessly: "Aren't you in a hurry at all?"

The huge movement of the Dharma just now also attracted reinforcements from the demonic cultivators.

 The executive officer immediately passed the order.

 Everything is calm again…

 The elder Ge was noncommittal.

Bai Zisheng was startled for a moment, and then he realized that now was indeed not the time to show off his words.

In front of the golden elixir demon cultivator, Mo Hua also pursed his lips, feeling deeply powerless.

 “Yeah.” Mr. Ge replied lightly.

 “You are plotting against the boy named Zhuang, he is considerate of human feelings and will not kill him...”

The Holy Son looked at the three of them viciously, and his anger surged, "Damn it! Break my 'talisman of immortality', and I won't let you go!"

 “Is it worth such a massive effort?”

“Of course...Daoxuanmen and the others..."

 The Holy Son looked solemn and his eyes were gloomy.

Hence Bai Zisheng was not afraid and even wanted to scold the Holy Son a few more times.

Mr. Ge's eyes were dim.

The white-robed monk turned pale, stood up immediately, and said sternly:

 “Come here!”

But when Bai Zisheng got close to the Holy Son, he found that the fluctuations in spiritual power from him were only in the late stage of foundation building and were not as strong as the golden elixir.

Mr. Ge glanced at him and said, "Whenever, if you stop talking big words, I can worry less."

“Can you stop a moth from fluttering into a flame?”

 “The Talisman of Immortality…the Holy Son of the Demonic Way?”

 Bai Zisheng was very sorry to see that he had not killed the Holy Son.

They then realized that this matter might be much more serious than they thought.

There was dead silence all around.

 “My immortal amulet...is broken?!”

 Golden and **** spiritual power swept the heaven and earth.

He bent down, presented a jade slip to Mr. Ge, and said respectfully:

“Mr. Ge, I've calculated it. It's at the border of Lishan Prefecture and Lishan City in the third level...”

If there is no life or death crisis, can the talisman of longevity be broken?

 What does this mean?

 It shows that there is a problem with public security in the border area of ​​Dali Mountain!

Ming Ming Pavilion, you old man is not good at chess...

 Ink paintings were not affected.

Those big aristocratic families will not listen to your explanation. Someone has to bear the blame, and someone has to bear the anger.

 On the chessboard, most of Ge Lao's chess pieces have been "eaten" by him.

More than a dozen golden elixir demon cultivators have been almost wiped out.

The black iron bump on the forehead is either a pot or a pot!

"Did you... already know about Lishan City?"

“Sir, what happened?”

 “Moving mountains and seas, destroying heaven and earth…”

But as we all know, the elder of Tianshu Pavilion is known far and wide as a "stinky chess basket".

 In the mountains of Dali.

Lao Ge silently took back the chess pieces and returned the chessboard to its place, "Not everyone can play chess, and not everyone can play this game..."

 The white-robed monk felt cold in his heart and felt bitter in his mouth.

Jian Zheng felt a shiver in his heart, "You mean, weird..."

 “What the **** happened?”

“Which family's little ancestor is this? He went to Dali Mountain to play and broke his longevity charm..."

Within the time of burning an incense stick, all the golden elixir monks in the entire Liyuan City Daoting Division gathered in front of the white-robed monks.

The mountain peaks collapsed, the grass and trees were uprooted, the earth and rocks turned into powder, and the monsters were affected and crushed into ashes.

 Liyuan City is the largest fairy city in the entire Dali Mountain Prefecture.

"Um."

The white-robed monk paused for a moment, speechless.

 “So I can drag it as long as I can…”

When the Holy Son saw this, he sneered. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the old devil in blood robe behind him reminding him with a solemn expression:

 “Holy Son, someone is coming…”

 Everyone looked at each other.

 The confrontation between Dharma and Dharma was only for a moment, but it shook the world.

"Life and death are destiny, let nature take its course." Mr. Ge said calmly, then looked at Jian Zheng and said slowly, "Before a moth flies into the flame, he will not think that he will die."

The deputy director also didn't understand and said:

“Sir, is this Talisman of Immortality so important?”

Mr. Ge raised his head and said displeasedly: "Why don't you concentrate on playing chess?"

Jian Zheng was a little embarrassed.

 The disparity in cultivation levels is too great!

He frowned tightly and was thinking hard when he suddenly froze, slowly turned his head and looked towards the intersection to the west, his eyes trembled with fear, and the hairs on his body stood up.

 “The talisman of longevity?!”

Jian Zheng was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

 At the same time, a huge **** figure appeared behind the Holy Son.

Disciple Ru Luyin was eager, but he still walked slowly through the door without making any sound.

 Is it time to play chess now...

But with a finger of Dharma, the life of the Holy Son hangs by a thread.

Shengzi glanced at Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi, and sneered: "I gave you the face of the Bai family before and let you go, but you have to overestimate your own capabilities and go against me..."

That little brat named Bai exchanged "life" for "life" and forcibly canceled my destiny talisman? !

 Who the **** are these people?

 The demonic energy dissipated, revealing all kinds of demon cultivators with ferocious eyes.

 One day, he will also have the power to turn the world around.

Before the Holy Son finished speaking, the atmosphere in the forest suddenly changed.

 The two of them alternate moves.

 The catastrophe comes for the second time.

A disciple of Tianshu Pavilion hurriedly ran to the door, stopped abruptly, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and knocked respectfully.

Mr. Ge shook his head and fiddled with the chess pieces on the chessboard boredly. "They didn't believe me even if I told you. They probably thought I was alarmist and had other agendas, so they would blame me instead."

 “Then they…”

The golden body of the righteous path and the blood-colored dharma of the demonic path are connected with each other in the fingers and palms, and the sky collapses and the earth splits.

“Compared to 'calculating', you can't calculate with this boy named Zhuang. If you're 'playing', you can't even compare with his senior brother.”

It's also a talisman!

  It is similar to the "natal longevity talisman", a powerful life-saving talisman!

 “It doesn't count, it's for their own good.”

This is just that the Talisman of Immortality is broken.

 The blockade of the Heavenly Secret Lock of the Underworld was wiped out by the Tribulation Thunder, and the Heavenly Secret was leaked. The cause and effect can be known.

The white-robed monk was so angry that he could only grit his teeth and say bitterly:

 Without the demonic bastard, what can he do if he has only one holy son?

The chief executive took the order and walked away. After a cup of tea, he came back and said with a solemn expression:

 What Mr. Ge means is that this matter affects the secrets of heaven, and the stakes are too high. Don't get involved in this muddy water easily.

"Submonstrate to the Lishan City Daoting Secretary and ask what happened over there?"

This is because he took care of Mr. Ge's face and couldn't bear to do anything, so he gave Mr. Ge a lot of money.

 A figure gradually appeared at the intersection.

He was sloppy, stained with mud, dirty, his face was stiff, and he was wearing an ill-fitting robe that looked like it had been ripped off from a dead person!

This chapter is 6,000 words long. Rounding it off, it's roughly equivalent to me adding more updates, hehe~

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