Desperate Night.

Chapter 300 300 Dao Weapons

“Don’t be happy too soon. Opening only one door of despair is far from enough.” A masked woman in a black tights at the bow said coldly.

"The Pool of Night, I know that." The man in the cloak smiled.

"I'm very curious, where did you get all this knowledge from?" He looked at the other person.

"It has nothing to do with you. We are just working together. The rest is not important." The woman was still cold.

She was very clear that she was courting death. The other party was Long Qingzi, the most notorious villain in the contemporary Taoist sect, bar none.

Long Qingzi was born in the Shangyuan Tianshi Mansion. She was extremely talented and was almost appointed as the seed for training to become the next Tianshi.

Later it was discovered that he was cruel by nature and extremely fond of killing living things. When he was discovered, he had already attacked more than a dozen innocent tourists. His nature was extremely bad.

So he was expelled from the Dao lineage and hunted down. However, in the following ten years, not only was he not caught, but he also killed many of the best players in the arrest team.

Thus, he became the most wanted criminal in the entire cultivation world.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to tell me." Long Qingzi withdrew her interested gaze and returned to the column of gray-black smoke rising into the sky.

"Now that the seal is broken, the Nine Gates will definitely send people to check it out. As for their practice of dispatching people, they usually dispatch the strongest top masters nearby to lead the team. In this way, we can just start from the empty area that has been dispatched."

"Yes. I only provide information and methods, and the rest is decided by you, the Seven Evil Alliance." The woman said calmly.

"Is that so?" Long Qingzi smiled, "Then let me personally start a new era. An era that will make the law of the jungle cheer for it."

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Qingchen View.

Routine summary meeting.

A group of high-ranking Taoist priests of the Yu generation sat in a circle, looking gloomy and silent.

Originally, the recent meetings had become joyous and relaxed because of Yu Hong's talented performance.

but now.
A piece of news reached them that all eight people of the Yu generation had disappeared.

"The seal, two in a row in the territory of Yasong were destroyed. This was obviously man-made. Now the Yin energy of the Mark of Resentment is strong, forming a Yin energy pillar. The Nine Sects of the Taoist Association are preparing to set up an investigation team to conduct a special investigation into this matter." The master of Yuhen Temple broke the silence.

"So, what does this investigation team mean? Does every family need to send someone?" A tall and strong old man with a bald head and white beard asked in a low voice.

"Each family will send one person to join the investigation team. Not only that, one person will also be sent to join the sealing team to be responsible for resealing the damaged areas." Yu Hen nodded, "First of all, the Yin Qi Pillar has taken shape, and a large number of high-level grudges have emerged from it. Although the Nine Gates and the country are blocking the way, we, the branches of the Dao, must also contribute. Therefore, the danger of this trip is not low."

"Who's going?" He glanced at everyone.

The Yu generation does not have to go to the investigation team, but they must send people to the sealing team that comes later, because the younger generation does not have the ability to join the team to seal the grudges.

The other seven people looked at each other, some lowered their heads to play with their phones, some closed their eyes and dozed off, and some looked up at the sky, but no one responded.

"All nine sects will send experts this time. If we don't contribute, we will get even less in the future." Yu Hen advised.

Still no one spoke.

Seeing this, Yu Hen shook his head helplessly and threw out his trump card.

"A reward for those who go is a Spirit Refining Pill."

"I go!"

"I'm more suitable!"

"I can do it, I'm the youngest!"

"My technique is the strongest, it's not appropriate for you to go!"

All of a sudden, the old Taoists changed their expressions and started making various excuses.

Yu Hen was speechless. He rubbed his temple, pointed at the strongest one at random, and went to make the arrangements.

He couldn't help but think of Dingrou.

If it were in the past, when he saw this scene, he would be worried about the lack of successors to the next generation and wondered whether Zhengming and Zhengying could take over their burden.

But now, he is no longer worried, but is more looking forward to the future.

Dingrou's qualifications and talents have been confirmed, and he can be called the best person in Qingchen Temple in a hundred years!
This is their chance to rise! This is their great opportunity to turn things around and soar into the sky!
Therefore, before Dingrou rises, nothing else can change drastically, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble and hinder Dingrou's growth.

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

Yu Hong is still practicing Taoism in his own yard without any slacking off.

Although he had his life assistant Xiaobai, the difference in physical condition was too great, so he was tempted for a while, but finally gave up the idea of ​​going to enjoy it.

He now weighs 400 kilograms, and this is the result of weight loss after training. His strength can burst out hundreds or thousands of tons of force in an instant.

With such weight and violence, if one gets excited during the combination, one may accidentally use a little more force.
The girl's body would instantly turn into a pile of mud.

So apart from asking Xiaobai to clean up for him and give him a bath, he didn't do anything else to her.

After another month of practice, he finally succeeded in breaking through the fifth level of his Taoist Guanwu Gong and entered the sixth level.

What is even more pleasing is the Taiyuan Dharma.

This evil martial art has now officially entered the third level - Blue Sun.

The simultaneous breakthroughs in the two techniques significantly enhanced Yu Hong's physical and mental strength.

Especially Blue Sun.
On the ground in the courtyard.

Yu Hong sat cross-legged on the ground. A blue illusory sun that only he could see slowly emerged and condensed in front of him.

The sun is as big as a basketball, like a burning blue fireball, releasing a strange blue light like water waves all the time.

'Is this the ultimate solar aura summoned by the third level?'

Yu Hong observed the blue fireball carefully.

Around the fireball, the air was constantly freezing, and tiny white snowflakes appeared.

As the blue light released by the sun shone on his body, Yu Hong felt that his body was undergoing some rapid changes.

That was a change he couldn't describe. Apart from this change, he also discovered that once the Taiyuan Orthodox Law was infused with the internal energy of the Orthodox Law into the Dao Instrument Guanghan, Guanghan would instantly be greatly strengthened.

Because the light of the universe is endless, the power that Guanghan can release after being strengthened is far beyond his expectations.

This has been confirmed in the world over at the camp.

Just thinking about it.

Suddenly, Zhengming and Zhenghong came in from the gate and greeted him.

"Dingrou, no, you should be called Zhengrou now. Master and the others changed your generation name. Now you are the fifth Dao seed of our sect, and the strongest one."

Zhengming clasped his fists from a distance and walked closer.

"Let's have a sparring match today. In a few days, you will be able to actually solve a grudge case. If you don't really try it once, there will definitely be mistakes." Zhengming was arranged to teach Yu Hong some moves.

Of course, having said that, in fact he was the one who volunteered to come.

He has always felt resentful for not being able to have a fair fight with Yu Hong.

So this kind of invitation to fight again is not the first or second time.

Unlike the Feeding Move, the Feeding Move feeds Taoist magic techniques, and the fighting aspect is the core of his invitation to fight.

"But I have a Xuan-level Taoist weapon, and I'm afraid I will take advantage of you, brother." Yu Hong was helpless.

“It’s okay. There is a gap between you and me in terms of Taoism and techniques. I also know the Qi Condensation and Shadow Technique, and I know more about the other techniques. I major in the Lingfei Yuxu Technique, which is not unique to my Qingchen Temple, but the power of the two together is even greater. So, don’t worry.” Zhengming is indeed a top genius who has practiced hard for many years, and his technique practice is far beyond Yu Hong.

Yu Hong immediately stopped refusing.

He simply wanted to test his own strength after obtaining the Guanghan Taoist weapon.

Ever since he came to this world, he has always had a hint of worry in his heart.

I am worried that the black disaster will also invade this place.

Just like invading the previous world.

After all, no place was safe wherever the black ships went.

And now, I can finally officially come into contact with the so-called trace of resentment.

Wow.

Yu Hong slowly stood up and signaled the people around him to keep their distance.

"Speaking of which, this is my first time to compete with someone in magic. No one can see the other's fear illusion. How can we compete?"

When Zhengming saw Yu Hong agree, a hint of relief immediately appeared on his face.

"The method is very simple. Although we cannot see the specific illusion, the magic condensed by the Taoism can affect the grudge scar and cause permanent damage to it. So we took advantage of this and made this to conduct a magic contest."

He stretched out his hand, and a small silver bottle appeared in his palm.

The bottle was a glass bottle used for medicine, with a silver lid and was the size of an egg. One could clearly see that it was filled with a small bottle of silver powder.

"This is a one-time grudge sand that can be affected by spells. It is usually used in competitions. Taoism cannot be compared, but the mastery of spells can be compared through this. In terms of victory or defeat, whoever defeats the opponent's spell will win. How about it?"

Yu Hong narrowed his eyes and nodded. "Since we have come this far, it seems that you have been preparing for a long time. Let's start now?"

"of course."

Zhengming took a few steps back, put some distance between himself and the bottle, put the sand on the ground, and opened the bottle cap.

Then, step back a few steps again.

"Junior brother, are you ready?" He looked at Yu Hong with sharp eyes.

Yu Hong had also taken a few steps back, looking at Yuansha curiously.

"Okay."

"Then... be careful!" Zhengming quickly raised his hand, made hand seals and gestures, muttering something in his mouth, as if he was reciting some formula.

In an instant, a silver smoke suddenly flew up from the bottle of resentment sand and turned into a group of silver flying birds in mid-air, circling around Zhengming.

Each of these birds is only the length of a palm, flies at an extremely fast speed, and has sharp white light in its eyes.

"Go!" Zhengming pointed with one hand, and suddenly a group of at least thirty silver birds swooped down towards Yu Hong.

At this moment, Yu Hong had an idea and made a hand seal to use the Fushang technique.

Suddenly, the ghostly figure in white from the first layer appeared in front of him.

The man in white was made up of silver smoke, obviously also coming from the resentful sand.

At this time, it appears clear silver-white.

As soon as he appeared, he rushed towards the flock of birds.

Puff puff puff puff.

The man in white was surprisingly strong. He kept grabbing one after another, without any defense, only attacking.

After just a dozen seconds, the birds were crushed one by one, and he himself was pecked all over.

puff.

Both sides turned into silver smoke and flew back to the bottle of resentment.

"Let's call it a draw this time." Zhengming let out a breath, already feeling aggrieved.

Although it was a draw, it already meant he lost.

Because he practiced hard for many years? And what about Yu Hong?

(End of this chapter)