This is how immortals are cultivated

A trace of doubt suddenly arose in the heart of Taoist Fa Lian.

What you doubt is not anything else, but your own decision.

When the Golden Lotus Spirit General was about to be destroyed by the other party, perhaps the best way to deal with it should be to collect the remaining Taoist soldiers and abandon Huaqi City directly with these Taoist soldiers?

But as soon as this idea came up, it was overturned by Fa Lian.

The enemy just broke into the city without a direct confrontation, but they want to abandon the city and flee. What does this mean?

Although he could save the remaining Taoist soldiers, he would also be charged with the serious crime of abandoning the altar, and his fate would also be worrying.

From the most rational point of view, the best option is to defend the city and wait for support from many ghosts and gods.

But for some reason, even though he knew the most rational response, Fa Lian Dao Ren was still hesitant. It seemed that deep down in his heart, or perhaps irrelevant to rationality, his purest sixth sense inspiration felt that this most rational response method was not right?

"Speaking of which, why haven't those ghosts and gods come yet?"

The Taoist who practiced magic couldn't stop feeling irritated.

He was already very cautious.

When the enemy attacked and he found out that a spirit was coming from the enemy, he called for the help of the surrounding ghosts and gods.

It was clear that he had just distributed a lot of blood food to these ghosts and gods not long ago.

Under normal circumstances, not to mention the other ghosts and gods whose territories are some distance away from Huaqi County, the ghost and god 'Taoyao' who is closest to it should have been obtained.

It can't be that he was too full before and so he didn't want to move.

Blood food is probably not enough for ghosts and gods.

The Taoist who practiced magic was puzzled as to why his reinforcements had not arrived yet.

But he also had to consider the situation where the ghosts and gods were unable to provide support in time.

"Speaking of which, where is that strong man?" Taoist Fa Lian said to himself.

His spying spell was broken and he was unable to determine the situation and location of the strong man who broke into the city.

The powerful man's magical powers were strong and very special. Even when he was using his magical powers, there was no leakage of inspiration. Perhaps he had some kind of concealment technique that blocked the conventional detection spells.

Only the physical detection spell he used just now could detect that person.

In fact, the original laws and networks of the White Lotus Altar were also capable of investigation, but he had only recently settled in Huaqi City, and the current laws of the White Lotus in Huaqi City were not yet at the level where they could bring many benefits.

It is indeed possible to suppress foreign enemies to a certain extent, but for some reason, it is impossible to weaken the strong man to any extent.

This shows that the strong man has something similar protecting him.

"But anyway, there's still some time to make some more preparations."

Since he felt uneasy...Fa Lian Dao Ren was unwilling to admit that this uneasiness was actually due to worry and panic. He had to do something to fill the uneasiness in his heart.

One after another, the Taoist priest took out the talismans and pasted them on the altar.

The inspiration that emerged from it was bestowed upon the many statues on the altar.

His magic skills in the White Lotus Holy Sect were not those that were good at fighting, but he had made great achievements in many auxiliary magical powers.

Originally, a spiritual master like him should be in charge of logistics construction in the Holy Church headquarters, but because of his meticulous mind, rigorous style of work, and great strategy, he was sent here to serve as Mr. Taohua's deputy.

Taoist Fa Lian could only rely on his perception of the Taoist soldiers now, using the white lotus Taoist soldiers who formed a military formation outside the altar as his eyes to determine the condition of the strong man.

At this time, the Taoist soldiers from outside showed no signs of engaging the enemy, which meant that he still had time.

He had already prepared these secret-level talismans, so he could use them directly to amplify the power of the Taoist soldiers.

But he also has means other than talismans, which can increase the strength of Taoist soldiers and even directly increase his own strength.

Taoist Fa Lian took out three incense sticks from his bosom.

The incense stick is red in color, but has a gold thread inside. Although it has not been lit yet, it has a unique fragrance when it is taken out.

From the painful expression on Taoist Fa Lian's face, it is not difficult to see that this incense stick is an extremely precious item.

"Incense" is the medium for the mortal world to communicate with the sacred in heaven. There is indeed a so-called heaven above the mortal world, and only "saints" can enter there.

If there is a medium, one can even borrow a bit of power from the sacred beings in the heavens.

Taoist Fa Lian used his own inspiration to light three incense sticks, turned around and faced the temple behind him. The statue enshrined on the altar in the temple began to mutter something.

But seeking holiness could not alleviate the uneasiness and fear in his heart. It was when he bent down and bowed to the statue on the altar of the temple that these emotions in his heart reached their peak.

An extremely terrifying and sharp blade energy came down, as if it came from the depths of the underworld.

The sword energy brought with it an infinite sense of annihilation and a cold murderous intent, which made the back of Fa Lian Taoist's neck numb.

But the sword energy only appeared for a moment and disappeared after a moment, as if it was an illusion caused by Taoist Fa Lian being too worried and mentally disturbed.

But then, there was a sound of something collapsing and something breaking behind him.

The altar that Taoist Fa Lian had spent so much effort to prepare, along with the statues representing Taoist soldiers placed on it, suddenly shattered.

Taoist Fa Lian was still holding the incense stick, bending over to worship the statue on the temple altar in front of him.

He even remained motionless after making this gesture, as if he had turned into a sculpture.

Taoist Fa Lian knows everything.

Of course he knew, after all, the four hundred White Lotus Taoist soldiers and the two Golden Lotus Spirit Generals were under his control and connected to his mind.

But at that moment, these Taoist soldiers lost contact with him at the same time.

He... just doesn't want to face it.

But even if he is unwilling to face it and pretends to know nothing, there will always be a result that brings him back to the cold reality.

A figure stopped beside him, observing his movements, and then looked into the temple in the direction he was worshipping.

Then, sounds of collapse and shattering were heard from inside the temple.

The flesh-and-blood statue enshrined on the altar, along with the gods serving on both sides of the temple, shattered in an instant, and the fragments of the statue made of flesh and blood scattered all over the ground.

The body of the motionless Taoist Fa Lian suddenly began to tremble.

Because he heard the sound.

The peerless demon standing beside him slowly lowered his arm, lowering his outstretched index finger. A sinister, sinister, and annihilating aura still lingered on the flawless white finger.

Then this peerless evil demon asked him:

"What are you stirring up?"

PS: Awesome...my brain is about to explode.

Chapter 144: Mustard Seed Bag

There was indeed doubt in the words, and the person who spoke was confused by Fa Lian Taoist's behavior.

Fa Lian stood up straight and looked at the temple hall in front of him with lifeless eyes.

The statue of the White Lotus Mother has become fragments. This statue can be said to be the center of this altar, and it has invited down a trace of the true spirit of the Mother Goddess.

Destroying the statue would result in backlash, just like the previous laws of Jingzhou. If it were not for the secret technique and a pseudo-real weapon, the backlash from the destruction of the laws of a state would have been enough to easily destroy the spiritual secret realm.

The destruction of the Huaqi City altar will also attract the Holy Mother's inspiration. Although that inspiration is definitely only a trace of her original body, it is enough to make Lingmi Realm pay a huge price.

But for some unknown reason, even though the statue was chopped into pieces, the inspiration of the White Lotus Mother had not yet descended.

Fang Suichu has received a new seed of luck. This time the seed is a lotus seed. According to the description of the system, it was given by a god in the sky.

Fang Suichu nodded secretly, and another city was lit up on his territory.

The altar was broken, and the Taoist who practiced magic was already in despair.

Now death is everywhere.

It would be better to die with a clear mind.

The Taoist practitioner made up his mind and turned around, but did not answer Fang Suichu's question - this evil demon was asking him what he was doing, he couldn't possibly answer that he was preparing to summon the gods to bless the Taoist soldiers outside the altar of the temple.

When he turned around, he saw a tragic scene.

Although I had already prepared myself mentally, I was still shocked when I saw the broken altar and the fallen statues in front of me.

The statues were all broken into two parts from the body. The cross-sections were extremely smooth, but it looked like they were cut by a knife at the same time.

What was even more shocking was that the same thing happened to the Golden Lotus Spirit Generals on the second level of the altar. The Taoist soldiers in the Secret Spirit Realm were no different from those in the Spirit Induction Realm and were also cut in half by a single sword.

The enemy had already charged into the altar of the spirit temple, but he had no time to micro-manage and unify the Taoist soldiers. This was not his fault. Because the moment the Taoist army formation came into contact with it, the formation and the Taoist soldiers were destroyed.

In this situation, even if the eight generals who are good at commanding the Taoist soldiers came, it would be useless because the gap is too great.

What was it that instantly broke the Taoist army's formation?

Is it a supernatural power?

The power of the previous javelin that shattered the army formation was already terrifying enough. If the sword that destroyed the army formation was still the opponent's magical power, what a huge price would have to be paid.

Or is it some kind of top-grade fake weapon that is mainly used for killing?

Or, in fact, the other party is not Lingmi at all, but a Zhen'e Zhenren in disguise?

Taoist Fa Lian couldn't help but start to think wildly in his mind.

The peerless evil demon beside him spoke again:

"Not bad, I finally met someone who is sensible and doesn't have any suicidal thoughts."

Taoist Fa Lian was stunned when he heard the praise in Fang Suichu's words, and then his blood rushed up, turning his originally extremely pale face red.

What do you mean?

Are you looking down on those who serve the White Lotus Holy Mother, who are the direct descendants of Miaoshengtian and the followers of the White Lotus Holy Religion?

The only way for monks from the White Lotus Holy Sect to die is through martyrdom, but they have never committed the cowardly act of suicide.

Senior Brother Taohua, whose soul had already returned to the Pure Lotus Heaven of the Holy Mother, had died a martyr for the cause of the Church. He had just learned the tragic news about Senior Brother Wujiu, who must have also died after a fierce battle with the enemies of the Holy Church.

Taoist Fa Lian raised his head and glared at the extremely evil demon, but when their eyes met, after seeing the red color in the other's eyes, Taoist Fa Lian seemed to be electrocuted and immediately lowered his head.

It was at this moment that a hand was placed on his shoulder.

With that hand pressing on his shoulder, the Taoist monk felt as if a thousand-year-old ice was injected into his blood vessels, causing him to lose all consciousness in an instant. When his senses recovered, he was no longer able to mobilize his spiritual power.

He wanted to capture the cultivator alive, yet he also had to be wary of the cultivator's suicide. For this, Fang Suichu took great pains. After capturing the Taoist Wuque, he created a special sealing technique. It could suppress and seal the cultivator's spiritual power, making life and death a matter of a thought.

When that cold and evil energy was injected into his body, Fa Lian almost thought he was going to die.

But after coming to his senses, apart from his whole body being cold and unable to adjust his cultivation level, there was nothing else unusual.

The evil demon didn't kill him, apparently wanting to capture him alive. Otherwise, how could he have died?

Fang Suichu glanced at the temple he was in, then swung another punch at the temple in front of him. The powerful punch directly demolished all the buildings of the White Lotus Temple, but he did not see the "treasure chest" inside.

This made him frown.

"Where is the treasure chest?"

Fang Suichu asked the Taoist Falian.

Fa Lian didn't understand the word "treasure chest", but he understood that Fang Suichu was probably asking about the resources he had collected during the time he was in charge of Huaqi City.

Master Fa Lian was just about to show off his toughness when suddenly a chill penetrated his bones and even penetrated his soul.

Taoist Fa Lian's body went limp and he suddenly knelt on the ground. Then he reached out his hand tremblingly from his waist, took out a palm-sized brocade bag, held it in his palm, and handed it to Fang Suichu.

Unlike other Taoist sects that have treasure houses dedicated to storing various spiritual materials, when he was sent from the Holy Church headquarters to Jingzhou, he was given a mustard seed bag.

This mustard seed bag was a pseudo-real artifact crafted by a True Evil worshiper within the Holy Church. It possessed storage capabilities, capable of preserving the spiritual essence of spiritual materials to a great extent. It could even hold living creatures, its internal space being immense.

Therefore, he did not need to build another treasury in Huaqi City and store all the resources there for easy use.

Although he was forced to hand over this fake storage device, Taoist Fa Lian was not worried at all.

Because it has the mark left by the real person in the religion, although he can use it, it is only borrowed.

If this evil man thought that this fake artifact would be his if he snatched it, he was gravely mistaken.

Fang Suichu saw the extraordinaryness of this brocade bag at a glance, and his eyes lit up.

In fact, after killing so many evil cultivators and clearing so many copies, he did get some spiritual weapons and even seized one or two pseudo-real weapons.

Unfortunately, most of these weapons were offensive, and most weren't even as strong as Fang Suichu's body. So, if he really wanted to fight, his fists would be the best.

The only things that were of use to him were some auxiliary tools.