The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

The high priest was respected and worshipped by the royal family. He had a high status. When had he ever been looked down upon like this? He immediately became angry and sneered several times.

He also thought: "Since this person knows that the miraculous doctor Bian Huo is in our hands, if we let him go and make a big fuss about it, wouldn't it put our country in danger? For now, we must not let him go. It's best to kill him here! If we suppress this matter, in a few decades, who will know whether Bian Huo is in our hands or not?" He immediately had the intention to kill. He said: "You are so arrogant, don't you want to try my Taoism?" After saying that, he hit the cane in his hand with force.

Suddenly, there was a gust of cold wind. This high priest had a strong cultivation base, and was at the Lianxu realm. He was also a leader among Lianxu. Since the spiritual energy was exhausted, he had been retaining his strength and hiding in the remote country of Japan.

Later, Zhao Qing opened up the incense path. The high priest went there to exchange and learn, and after getting a glimpse of the essence of the incense path, he returned to Japan to follow suit. Although Japan is small in area and not very populous, it is far less prosperous than the incense gods of Fuyao. But it is more stable and pious. It has remained the same for hundreds of years. Every time there is a grand festival, there will be a steady stream of incense.

Before the high priest's spiritual energy was exhausted, he had a title called "Shenfeng Xianren". He was also a famous figure. Now he showed his skills, which was really extraordinary. Seeing the purple-black wind whistling everywhere. The tea in the teacup became turbid and smelly.

Li Changxiao said, "Good tricks, good tricks." He admired it very much, and reached out to intercept two wisps of divine wind, and placed them in the palm of his hand to observe carefully. This divine wind is called "dirty wind". It rages in the far north. Li Changxiao had heard that someone had traveled around and refined the strange wind of time, which could have a miraculous effect when fighting against the enemy. This was the first time that he fought against such a "wind cultivator". He was very interested for a while. He put his right hand into his left sleeve, and his left hand into his right sleeve, rubbed them for a while, and finally took out the two "wind dragons".

He blew at the "wind dragon", and the dragon gradually grew larger and pounced on the "light purple black wind". It kept biting. The Fuhua Wind of the Xiao family in the Red Domain was originally a profound magic. After Li Changxiao's continuous improvement, it has now gone beyond the original scope and become more exquisite. When he walked, the breeze he brought was extremely special. The wind was hidden in his sleeves and in his lapels. Li Changxiao used the wind he carried with him and made it a powerful magic.

The high priest's face changed, seeing that this opponent also had good wind magic. He immediately shouted, tore open the clothes on his chest, and found a mouth in his chest. The mouth in the chest blew out forcefully, and the purple-black wind rose up, blowing the sky and the earth, with great power. Being in it, the stench made me dizzy. The foul wind was really powerful, it could pollute the magic and destroy the human body. The soldiers guarding outside the court were all feverish and coughing, invaded by the external evil, and infected with diseases that were difficult to cure.

The two wind dragons that Li Changxiao had made were still in Cheng Wei's sight. Li Changxiao thought it was fun, so he made a few more wind dragons to help. In this fight, Li Changxiao naturally won without any effort.

The high priest was defeated, dodged and fled, turning into a gust of black wind and flying away. Li Changxiao stretched and followed slowly. Every step he took was very calm and indifferent. He walked just like walking normally. But no matter how fast the black wind flew, it was difficult to get rid of it.

They chased and fled like this for several moments. Then they heard a loud shout: "I'm here to help you!" A Taoist holding a bronze bell suddenly ran over from the same place.

It turned out that the fight between Li Changxiao and the high priest had attracted the attention of the monks in Japan. Seeing that the high priest was defeated, there were naturally strong people to support him. The Taoist monk with the bronze bell held the bronze bell in his right hand and the iron pestle in his left hand. He knocked it hard, and it swung away with a "clang". The surrounding houses were instantly broken.

This shock killed many guards and palace maids on the spot. The power was terrifying. The Taoist wanted to strike the bronze bell again. Li Changxiao took a step closer, snatched the bronze bell from his hands, and squeezed it hard. The bronze bell was squeezed into a fist-sized copper ball.

Li Changxiao returned the item to the original owner. The Taoist monk was stunned. When he came to his senses, he was sweating all over. This bronze bell was not a simple object. It was made of ancient fine steel, a common material in the movement control device. How come it was worse than cotton in this person's hands?

Shocked, he suppressed his trembling heart and lost the will to fight, and fled with the high priest. After that, four or five strong men tried to stop them, but without exception, they were all cleverly resolved by Li Changxiao without any effort.

The people had no choice but to flee to their ancestral land. They came to a secluded forest. Seven or eight powerful Lianxu masters knelt down and bowed to the top of the mountain: "Ancestor, Ancestor, a strong enemy is coming, a strong enemy is coming. I don't know where a great devil appeared. We are far from being his opponent. Please help me, Ancestor!"

After a few pleadings, the ancestor did not respond, but Li Changxiao came first. He walked from the foot of the mountain and asked with a smile: "Is the ancestral land here?" He ignored the presence of the few people and walked into the stone forest alone.

The crowd looked at each other and said happily, "How brave, how brave! That man is so arrogant that he dared to break into the stone bamboo forest. Now the three ancestors must take action to deal with him." "Humph, this stone bamboo forest is no less than a land of fortune. The three ancestors all have combined cultivation. If the three of them join forces, who else in the world can have such ability except the five Mahayana masters?" "Yes, yes, that man's cultivation is not bad, but it's a pity that he is too arrogant."

...Everyone discussed for a while, and they all felt that the victory was already decided, but deep in their hearts, there was an lingering fear. The method used by that person just now was too exquisite and incomparable. It was incredible. The three ancestors might not be able to do it.

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But said the other side.

Li Changxiao forced his way into the forest. Not far away, he saw patches of green bamboo. A breeze blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled, making it very peaceful. But within the peace, there was a sinister murderous intent.

(I couldn’t bear it any longer. My throat was inflamed and I couldn’t sleep well. I went to get an IV drip. I was too sleepy when I got home. This time, the fever and cold were different from the previous ones. They were much more serious. I don’t know if it was the flu.)