Fox Demon Crossing

The old Taoist priest, wearing a famous brand suit, crawled out of the pit of the high-end apartment in a miserable state, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, staring sharply at Jin Renfeng opposite him.

Jin Renfeng lowered his head to examine his chest. It was unharmed, but he didn't understand where the strong sense of crisis just now came from.

"What a pity. If it hadn't interrupted the heavy rain, you would have become a pile of bones now." The old Taoist said regretfully. He was originally a secret sorcerer in the city. The strange formation he had just set up almost allowed him to successfully perform the invisible ghost hand. Unexpectedly, the heavy rain fell so suddenly.

"Pooh!"

Jin Renfeng spat out the blood in his mouth and realized that what he had just experienced was not an illusion. He almost fell.

At the same time, he also realized that the old Taoist's current condition was worse than he expected.

"Boy, don't force me, otherwise I will kill you even if I try my best." The old Taoist threatened.

"Let's go our separate ways. Don't think that you underestimate me just because I'm carrying a heavenly calamity." Jin Renfeng responded, "Do you think this is begging for mercy?"

"..."

"I can't help it. I am a trustworthy person. I must do what I promised."

Jin Renfeng was about to take a step when he suddenly grabbed his chest with both hands, feeling unbearable pain.

The old Taoist said calmly: "Do you think everything just now was just an illusion? Although I failed to take your life, I have hurt your heart. Are you feeling extremely uncomfortable and in great pain now?"

"..." Jin Renfeng gritted his teeth and checked inside his heart. Sure enough, he found a black palm print on his heart. The dark energy it emitted was corroding his heart. Fortunately, he was protected by the power of the Little Yang God, otherwise his heart would have been assimilated by this power long ago.

"Boy, you have the highest talent I have ever seen. You have such a high level of cultivation at such a young age. If I am not mistaken, you are taking a shortcut with the Yang Shen Method... Unfortunately, I am practicing the Golden Pill Method. Then let me personally send you off."

"Old Feng, stop bragging. You're still alive!"

The old Taoist suddenly looked up at the sky, only to see a golden light flashing. He was horrified: "Zhang Zhiwei!"

He turned around and ran towards the tall buildings in the city center.

"Suffer to death!"

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hands, his long hair fluttered, and his whole body floated in the air, like a god in an urban myth.

Thunder method-the Five Thunders Method!

Rumbling--

In an instant, the entire city seemed to be stripped of its color.

Everyone came back to their senses, and one of them pointed forward in horror: "No... it's gone!"

"What's missing?" Everyone looked in the direction he pointed.

"..." Everyone.

Disappeared, the entire tall building was gone.

"That old Taoist, is he dead?"

"Are you kidding me? This situation isn't dead yet?"

Everyone looked towards the Heavenly Master in the sky, and Zhang Zhiwei's eyes were fixed on one spot.

boom!

A figure emerged from the ground. The left half of the body almost disappeared, but the old Taoist was still alive. His aura became even more terrifying, and he roared at the Taoist priest fiercely: "Zhang Zhiwei, are you really going to leave no chance for me to live? The worst that can happen is that both sides will be destroyed!"

"Oh, just you?"

"Zhang Zhiwei!"

The old Taoist was furious, but he did not lose his mind. He knew that he could not beat the other party, but from Zhang Zhiwei's attitude, it seemed that he did not intend to let him go. The old Taoist was in a heavy mood and had prepared for the worst.

"Master Feng, you narrowly escaped death back then. Why do you have to step into the disputes of this world again? Isn't it better to stay in the mountains peacefully?"

"Haha... that's easy to say." The old Taoist laughed coldly: "If I hadn't pretended to be dead and escaped, set up the Heaven-Deceiving Formation, sealed myself for decades, and turned myself into a lifeless person, would you famous sects let me go so easily?"

The Heavenly Master was suspended in mid-air, looking down, and said calmly: "Indeed, after all, what you did is hard to forgive. When you dragged Longhu Mountain into the water, did you ever think that this would be the outcome?"

"Haha... I don't accept it. I never expected that the traitor would betray me. I gained nothing, and instead got myself into trouble." When the old Taoist mentioned the traitor who betrayed him, his face was ferocious. It was obvious that everything had been calculated. For this purpose, he found true disciples from famous and authentic sects such as Maoshan, Tianshi Mansion, and Wudang Mountain. Everything seemed to be going well, but in the end, he was betrayed by the traitor.

The traitor not only took away all the treasures and achievements, but also caused the old Taoist to search for him for years without any news. He could only turn his attention to other participants back then, hoping to learn the traitor's whereabouts from them.

However, he searched several people but found no clues about the traitor.

The old Taoist was anxious.

Being a person without destiny is not entirely a good thing.

You become a person without destiny, the hexagrams are unpredictable, your fate is beyond destiny, and to heaven, you are a person who should not exist in the world.

However, everything is destined by God.

Facing the heavenly tribulation, the survival rate of the lifeless people plummeted. If he had not become a lifeless person, the old Taoist would have at least a 40% chance of surviving the heavenly tribulation, but now, the probability is no more than 1%.

It's really a waste of money.

I had planned a way out...

"Zhang Zhiwei, you really won't let me go?"

The Heavenly Master said in a deep voice: "The fight will not end until death."

The old Taoist stared at him, gritting his teeth: "Good, very good, you all want to go against me. When I achieved enlightenment, you were just a child."

"In that case, I will drag you down with me to be buried with me!"

He released the aura on his body, and a terrifying energy belonging to the Xudan realm spread out.

Then, the whole city seemed to feel his presence.

The old Taoist roared and shouted madly: "It's all your fault. You big and famous sects know where the way is, but you are unwilling to share it with us independent cultivators. You only care about your own selfish desires. Do you think you are worthy of becoming immortals?!"

"We independent cultivators exchange our inheritance with each other in order to achieve enlightenment together, but you, the famous sects, guard the mountain gates and monopolize the true inheritance. Those inheritances clearly come from ancient times, why can't we see them!"

"You are selfish and self-centered..." The Heavenly Master narrowed his eyes subconsciously and said, "Sure enough, Master is right. You are here for the inheritance."

"Don't be so pretentious. Aren't you also motivated by selfish desires?"

"Nonsense, I am doing this for the independent cultivators in the world."

The Taoist priest rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk nonsense with the madman anymore, but his silence seemed to the old Taoist priest to be a sign of guilt. The old Taoist priest laughed wildly and said, "Zhang Zhiwei, you have nothing to say."

In a bustling city, a Taoist priest with a weathered face roared viciously: "All of you who claim to be righteous should be exterminated. Although I am about to die, I will make you, the so-called righteous leaders, taste the taste of vomiting blood!"

Faced with a desperate situation, the old Taoist priest no longer had any illusions about survival. At this time, a legendary figure in the city, the old Taoist priest, spoke up: "If you don't want to die, then run away as far as you can."

After saying this, the old Taoist priest rushed straight to the Taoist priest. He must get rid of this Taoist priest before the natural disaster breaks out completely. Only when he dies will the natural disaster subside.

"Wishful thinking!" the Taoist priest roared and rushed towards the crowd.

Suddenly, a Buddhist chant echoed in the noisy city: "Amitabha..."

"Mr. Feng, please don't kill innocent people anymore." An old monk appeared, stood in front of the Taoist priest, and slowly pushed his palm forward.

The Taoist paused, the protective light curtain shattered, Queen Cang retreated, and the old Taoist followed closely behind. When he approached, the Taoist waved his whisk to resist.

boom!

Click!

The whisk was broken by the old Taoist priest, leaving only half of it. Even with the Taoist priest's strength in his heyday, he was still no match for the old Taoist priest, not to mention that he only had one hand left.

Half of his hand and half of his body had been destroyed by the old Heavenly Master's "Five Thunders Law". Although for a Void Pill expert, it would take enough time to regenerate, but the old Heavenly Master obviously did not give him a chance.

The Taoist priest fell to the ground like a cannonball, and the ground collapsed. However, he still survived tenaciously. Even if a Void Pill expert was seriously injured, he could still hold on for a while.

Because part of the consciousness has been transferred to Xudan.

"Great Compassion Palm." The Taoist looked at the old monk who suddenly appeared and sneered, "A monk from Shaolin Temple is also here to get involved."

"Amitabha, Mr. Feng, it's been many years since we last met. How are you?" The old monk was so thin that he looked like a walking corpse. If one didn't know his identity, one would probably mistake him for a zombie in a movie.

"Old monk, let's join forces to fight against him." Zhang Zhiwei recognized him and suggested.

“A natural disaster is coming…” The old monk shook his head, looked up at the sky, clasped his hands together, and said compassionately: “Master, please leave. If I don’t go to hell, who will?”

Buddha's light surrounded his body, and the old monk's body gradually became transparent. In his dantian, one could vaguely see a golden pill emitting Buddha's light. That was the Buddhist relic.

He is a great monk.

The Taoist's face changed drastically: "Old monk, are you crazy? You will die too!"

"Donor Feng, I am already old enough to live. I have no regrets in this life if I can stop you before I die."

The Buddha’s light shot up into the sky. The Taoist wanted to escape, but was enveloped by the Buddha’s light from all directions.

"what!"

In an instant, the ground shook.

Looking again, both the old monk and the Taoist priest had disappeared without a trace, and the dark clouds above their heads dissipated, as if they had never appeared.

"He died just like that?" Jin Renfeng held his chest in disbelief. This was the Xudan realm, how could a mortal being achieve this.

It was too easy to die.

The old Taoist priest glanced at him and said, "What else? Fight for three hundred rounds? He needs that much time. In a battle between Void Pills, if there is no trump card that can kill with one strike, the battle may last for nine days and nine nights."

"Come on, follow me back to Longhu Mountain."

Jin Renfeng: “…”

……

Time flies and one year has passed.

On this day, Jin Renfeng was practicing on a cliff at the edge of the city. In a year, he had transformed his body to a state that could accommodate the Little Yang God. Then, step by step, the Big Yang God refined his body and the Little Yang God together, and leaped to the third level of Yang God, just like a feather.

Forced return: 21:45]

When he completed this step, the long-lost Mirror of the Heavens appeared in his mind.

Jin Renfeng opened his eyes and sighed, "Less than a day left..."

Before leaving, he still needed to say goodbye.

Because once he leaves, even if he returns to this world, everything may have changed and everyone he is familiar with may have passed away.

He said goodbye to his parents and second sister, and went to the company to visit Ma Xianhong and Zhang Chulan. The death of Ma's elder sister and grandfather gave Ma Xianhong an epiphany, and encouraged by Zhang Chulan, he joined the company and became a master of refining.

Finally, he went to Maoshan and passed the Tongtian Lu to the fat boy Li Qingkuang.

After doing all this, there is not much time left.

After returning to Longhu Mountain, he stood alone on the top of the back mountain and looked into the distance.

"Boy, are you going to ascend to heaven at this state?" The old Taoist priest looked at his golden body and thought of his strange behavior today.

Jin Renfeng turned around and saw a group of familiar figures behind the old Taoist priest.

"Old Yang, you didn't invite us to watch the ascension. You're not a good friend." Wang Zhenqiu said with a smile: "Fortunately, Zhang Chulan is smart and realized that you were hiding something."

"Son..." Mother Yang covered her mouth and looked at him.

"Mom, I've calculated that my eldest brother is in Liangshan right now. He will meet someone, get married and have children..."

With his back to everyone, Jin Renfeng raised his head and said in a deep voice: "I don't know where I will go, everyone, I hope to see you again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the time was up.

He turned into a golden light and soared into the sky.