Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors Chapter 519

On the outskirts of the capital, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

The roadside Chaliao was full of customers and merchants. The Taoist nun was wearing a long coat, wearing a green shirt, and came riding on a donkey, which attracted everyone's attention.

Even after entering the Taoist gate and accompanied by the green lantern, it still cannot cover up the luxurious temperament.

"Objective, what do you want?"

The man was quick-witted, swept out a table, and led the Taoist girl over.

"Little Er, I remember that there is a large bluestone in this tea house, why is it gone?" The Taoist nun asked instead without ordering anything.

"It's objective and easy to remember, that bluestone was removed ten years ago." Xiao Er looked at the Taoist nun with a strange look.

More than 20 years ago, his grandfather took care of this tea house.

One day, a group of high-level people came to fight in this small tea house.

At that time, a man and a woman alone blocked dozens of masters.

It is said that the clouds cover the sun, and the thunder and fire intersect.

The man sat there, protecting him in front of the woman, he just hooked his fingers, and he summoned a piece of bluestone from the mountain, and it descended like a mountain, killing the gang of opponents, and they fled in embarrassment.

Later, it was also the big bluestone that got in the way and delayed business. After Xiao Er took over, he hired someone to move it away.

This is an old thing, and not many people know about it anymore.

"Ten years, it's been ten years..." The Taoist nun murmured softly.

Her eyes filled with reminiscence, revealing infinite nostalgia.

"Guest officer... Guest officer..."

The little one called twice.

"A pot of clear tea." The Taoist nun whispered, her expression returning to normal.

"Okay, a pot of tea."

Xiao Er shouted and turned to say hello.

"Does it look good? You don't let the monks go?"

In the distance, the little black cat swayed its tail, disturbing Zhou Dao's vision, staring, and looking unhappy.

Zhou Dao smiled and rubbed the little black cat's head.

"Don't talk nonsense... I just feel that the Taoist girl in front of me... has a kind face."

Zhou Dao thought for a while and didn't know how to describe this feeling, but he only felt a sense of intimacy, which was inexplicable.

"As long as you see beautiful women, you feel kind." The little black cat said vigilantly.

The last time she saw Luo Qiqi next to Zhou Dao, she was like this, sour.

Zhou Dao just smiled and did not speak.

Since the battle of the Water Fire Spirit Palace, his attitude towards the little black cat has become somewhat interesting.

rumbling...

At this moment, the ground shook, and the stone chips trembled and floated.

Not far away, a mighty convoy came, and the flags were fluttering, and it was the words of Yu Yaosi.

"Idle people, wait, all retreat."

The demon slayer who opened the way shouted violently, and the nine black feathers on his chest were particularly eye-catching.

In the nine transformations of the refining realm, one can only drive and drive horses in this train.

"Brother Dao, you are the troops of the Yuyao Division." Wang Xiaoyi said softly.

"All of them are raw faces, and the clothes are not local to the capital." Zhou Dao glanced.

These black dragon foals under the crotch of the Demon Slayer Guard are a unique breed of the southern [Huang Zeshan].

As for their waists, they are not equipped with the white tiger fine swords of ordinary demon slayers.

In addition, behind each of these Demon Slayer Guards is a sword that is as green as autumn, and it is a genuine third-grade magic weapon.

Such sophisticated equipment can be regarded as an elite even in the Imperial Demon Division of the capital.

The chariots and horses came in a mighty manner, and the merchants who were scared to rest hurriedly got up and rushed on their way.

In the blink of an eye, the originally lively Chaliao seemed deserted, with only a few people still lingering.

In the corner, Daoist Qingsha was drinking tea and seemed to be indifferent to everything in the outside world.

"Take a break."

The carriages and horses stopped, and the demon slayer guards descended one after another, taking out dry food from their luggage.

Once you have reached this level of cultivation, you can actually do inedia.

Ordinary people eat too many grains, meat, and omnivorous food, and the essence is thin, which is useless for practice.

However, the dry food that this group of Demon Slayer Guards brought was extraordinary.

"Brother Dao, that's golden rice." Wang Xiaoyi's eyes lit up.

The dry food that the group of Demon Slayer Guards took out of their luggage turned out to be a ball of golden cooked rice. The grains were plump, three inches and three long. The whole body glowed with a golden luster, exuding bursts of elixir.

"Taoist rice, golden rice!?" Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed slightly.

Taoist rice is a different kind of rice bred by Taoist secret methods. It absorbs the light of the sun and the moon, breathes the qi of mountains and rivers, nurtures the change of yin and yang, strengthens the power outside, nourishes the blood and qi inside, returns to the original, and enhances the potential.

This is the food that cultivators dream of. It can be eaten day and night, cultivated in profound arts, and can ascend to the sky.

When Zhou Dao sacrificed in Ping'an Town, he was lucky enough to obtain a kind of "Dao Mi" called Lingya Rice.

However, compared with the golden rice, it pales in comparison.

There are records about golden rice in the "Yu Yaosi Workbook".

In ancient times, Taoist priests searched the mountains to open furnaces, collected 361 kinds of mountain essence and secret medicines, opened the furnace with thunder fire, tempered them with spirit talismans, bred mysterious seeds like gold, and vulgar devoured Shengdanxia.

This is golden rice.

It is said that the cultivation of this spiritual rice requires submerging gold into powder, irrigating fertile fields, and using the dark river water collected from the bottom of the abyss as the water source.

A grain of rice is worth more than gold.

Ordinary people eat, copper skin and iron bones, can be transformed into blood, and step into the path of self-cultivation.

"It's a luxury."

Zhou Dao glanced at it. There were two or three hundred people in this group of demon slayer guards, and everyone was eating golden rice.

In the capital, there are about 3,000 elites at the headquarters of the Yuyao Division.

The so-called elites here are the masters who have stepped into the nine transformations of the refining realm, and they have all penetrated the nine acupoints.

Even they can't eat golden rice all the time.

Only the [Qianlongyuan] where Rong Tao, the disciple of the food column, is located, can have the supply of resources of this size.

Like the [Genius Training Camp] where Jiang Yuan is located, only those who enter the top 20 in the monthly assessment can receive such treatment.

Just refining the realm, eating golden rice, riding a black dragon foal, and carrying a third-grade magic weapon, such equipment is too luxurious.

"Brother Dao, where did they come from?" Wang Xiaoyi also saw that something was wrong.

"I don't know." Zhou Dao shook his head: "It's not from the capital anyway."

"Welcome to the young guard."

At this moment, more than two hundred Demon Slayer Guards greeted him in unison, and the sound shook the mountains.

In an instant, a red light flew out from the carriage in front of the carriage and landed slowly. It was actually a red silk blanket.

Immediately afterwards, colorful petals fell from the sky, the fallen flowers were colorful, and the flowers rained continuously.

In such a battle, a young man slowly walked out of the frame, stepped on the red carpet, bathed in the rain, and walked towards the tea house under the guard of everyone.

"This is too..." Wang Xiaoyi's eyes widened and he couldn't help but be speechless.

As soon as the boy walked into the teahouse, someone covered the stools with velvet brocade, the cups, saucers, and teapots were all made of gilt and silver, and even the chopsticks were made of South China Sea Jiaogu whale teeth.

"Young Secretary!?"

Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed, it seemed that there was no such official position in the official system of Yu Yaosi.

"Brother, wait for me."

On the frame, a young girl followed, she floated in the air, and flew to the boy's side.

"Reality!?" Wang Xiaoyi's expression condensed slightly.

The girl looked younger than him, but she had already stepped into the real world! ?

"Senior brother, why isn't the place clean?"

Lin Xuejian looked at the Taoist nun not far away, and then swept in the direction of Zhou Dao.

"Forget it, this is the capital, so don't be too ostentatious."

Ming Zhao's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, revealing the taste of grace.

"Senior brother, I heard from the master that when I enter the capital this time, I can meet the new King Yuan." Lin Xuejian suddenly became excited.

"The King Yuan Fa Conference is only held once in thirty-three years. It is said that the arrogance of the heavens gathers, and the evil spirits are everywhere. Unfortunately, I didn't have time to participate."

Lin Xue couldn't hide her disappointment when she saw the pretty face. Although she grew up in the south, she had also heard of the fame of the King Yuan Fa Conference.

In particular, she has heard a lot of the legends of the Yuan kings in the past, and she is quite yearning for it.

However, Si Li has strict rules and it is impossible to let her out to participate in the Yuan Wang Fa meeting.

"King Yuan's Fahui? I'm afraid there is no real name under the prestigious name." A faint smile appeared on Ming Zhao's face.

As soon as the words fell, in the distance, the tea bowl that Taoist Qingsha had just held up for a moment.

"Senior brother, what do you say?" Lin Xuejian asked in confusion.

"I heard that the Yuan King of the previous generation was surrounded and killed by the Imperial Palace when he was in the prime of life. He was like a bereaved dog who died in the world, and the name of the Yuan King was smeared in vain. It's a bit ridiculous."

"As for this generation of Yuan Wang, the so-called disciple of Jianzhu is actually just a coward who hides his head and shows his tail and only dares to hide behind his master."

Speaking of this, Ming Zhao sneered: "This time, there is no real world at the King Yuan Dharma meeting, it's just a game between some children."

"Exactly as the old saying goes, there are no tigers in the mountains, but monkeys dominate."

Listening to the words, Lin Xue couldn't help but nodded.

"King Yuan's Faree... It's true that one generation is not as good as one generation." Ming Zhao sneered.

When he came to the capital this time, he wanted to meet the so-called disciple of Jianzhu, the new King Yuan, and let the world know the quality of this generation of King Yuan.

"Brother Dao, this kid is too crazy." Wang Xiaoyi couldn't listen anymore.

Zhou Dao's face gradually darkened. Just now, this person not only arranged him, but also mentioned the previous king of Yuan.

That was his biological father.

"Little devil, what did you just say?"

At this moment, a slow voice sounded slowly in the outskirts of the mountains, revealing a cold meaning.

Everyone sighed and looked up subconsciously.

In the corner, the Taoist nun with a clear gauze slowly put down the tea bowl in her hand, and there was frost and coldness in her beautiful eyes.

"Are you talking to me?" Ming Zhao glanced at him and sneered.

"Daoist, where are you practicing? Dare to take care of me..."

rumbling...

Before Ming Zhao finished speaking, a terrifying aura shot up from the Taoist nun's body.

In an instant, the ground shook and the mountains swayed, and the thunder light gathered in the sky, like a dragon swooping and piercing the sky.

The terrifying coercion directly flew Ming Zhaozhen out and smashed into the rock wall heavily.

The change came too quickly, and everyone changed their faces.

Seeing Huarong pale, Lin Xue was about to move when she was overwhelmed by the terrifying aura.

More than 200 demon slayer guards were silent, their clothes and armor were cracking, and the long swords whispered behind them, as if they had never been feared before, and they could hardly control themselves.

"Fuck..."

Zhou Dao and Wang Xiaoyi looked at each other, and their expressions changed.

None of them would have imagined that the beautiful Taoist nun in front of her was actually a hidden master, walking in the mountains, suddenly violent, and her domineering was boundless.

"you dare……"

Ming Zhao's angry voice came from the chaotic smoke, he stepped out and his face became extremely hideous.

The majestic True Qi suddenly rose from Ming Zhao's Heavenly Spirit, as if the spiritual incense was burning, and the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth became violent.

"Half a step into a gang? You dare to talk about King Yuan at this little bit of Taoism?" The Taoist girl was cold.

The thunder and lightning in the sky were like a chain breaking through the sky, the void trembled, and the incense real qi above the heavenly spirit was shattered violently when it was gently pumped.

Ming Zhao let out a scream, like a sick tiger whose claws had been chopped off, bowing his head sullenly.

rumbling...

The chain-like thunder and lightning slammed again, shooting Ming Zhao directly into the mountain and smashing it into the rock wall.

The next moment, thunder and lightning danced wildly, like a giant python, "holding" a **** figure, hanging in the air.

The mountains and wilderness are dead silent.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and no one could believe that they could meet such a master in such a remote place.

In front of this Taoist nun, Ming Zhao, who was half-stepped, was as weak as a chicken and a dog.

"Little devil, weren't you able to talk just now? Why didn't you keep your mouth shut?" Daoist said coldly.

Her eyes were like swords, staring at Ming Zhao, as if she was looking at a dead dog.

"What kind of thing are you? You are worthy of talking about King Yuan? When he became famous, you were just a pool of filth, blinded your dog's eyes, flashed your tongue, and came here to embarrass yourself."

The Taoist nun was really angry. As a monk, she started a nameless fire, and there was no door in her mouth.

Originally, with her identity and cultivation, she would definitely not be arrogant with a younger generation.

However, Mingzhao didn't know if he didn't go out to read the almanac, but he was courting death by himself, saying something bad, and actually talking about King Yuan and committing the inverse scale of Taoist nuns.

Can this still be his?

"Former...Senior calm down..."

Seeing the trembling, Lin Xue wanted to come forward and plead for mercy.

"shut up."

There was no wind around the Taoist nun, and Lin Xue saw a scream, and her delicate body flew out, and then fell heavily.

She covered her red and swollen face, her eyes were sparkling, full of grievances, and the real energy in her body was almost shattered in half.

"I taught him a lesson, how can you interrupt!?"

The Taoist nun's eyebrows were cold. Such a powerful aura pressed everyone into silence, and they didn't even dare to make a sound.

Even Zhou Dao had a strange expression on his face, and put away his thoughts of challenging He Mingzhao.

He glanced sideways at Ming Zhao, and the surging thunder was like an electric snake that drilled through the nine acupoints in his body, locked his spine, and the essence of his whole body was melted.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Dao's eyes couldn't help but twitch twice.

To be honest~www.mtlnovel.com~ This attack is really ruthless. Just one sentence will almost cost him his life.

In half a second, this kid's life is about to be explained here.

"Let you look again." The little black cat shook its tail and teased Zhou Dao.

"Do not talk!!!"

Zhou Dao hugged the little black cat tightly and blocked its mouth.

"Why didn't you speak? Didn't you speak well just now? Arguing about King Yuan? You are not qualified to be a dog for him." The Taoist nun shouted sharply.

Zhou Dao was a little dazed, he couldn't help touching his face.

King Yuan's audience was so wide that even such a master became his fan, which he did not expect.

At this moment, Zhou Dao really wanted to reveal his identity.

There were thousands of thoughts in his heart, and the thought just came up. Suddenly, if he felt something, when he looked up, he saw that the Taoist nun looked over, her sharp eyes were falling on him.

Chapter end