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Chapter eight hundred and forty seventh shame

As soon as the red gourd suspended in the air sucked the one-horned green lin beast in, Yang Xingzhou stretched out his hand to grab it and pulled the gourd in front of him. The gourd was the size of a house in the air. When it flew towards Yang Xingzhou,

The gourd became smaller and smaller, and when it fell into Yang Xingzhou's hands, it was already slightly larger than an ordinary gourd.

Yang Xingzhou held the gourd, pointed his eyes at the mouth of the gourd, and looked inside. He saw that the space inside the gourd was so deep that the bottom was almost invisible. The entire space was filled with red light. A wisp of green energy rushed left and right inside, making it difficult to escape.

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He looked at it for a few times, then shook the gourd's mouth down, and immediately poured out the green energy. He turned in the air and transformed into a one-horned green lin beast. He landed on the ground and looked at the red gourd in Yang Xingzhou's hand.

There was an obvious look of fear in his eyes.

It is a spiritual creature of the main world, a species of dragon. It is extraordinary in nature, and is three points more powerful than the red flame dragon colt. After following Yang Xingzhou, he practiced in the small world for a long time, and his spiritual wisdom was opened early. After he came to this world

, the Taoist heart sprouted, and finally understood the path of cultivation, and with the help of spiritual medicine, after eating a few flat peaches, he became a great demon long ago.

An ordinary monk is not its enemy at all. Yang Xingzhou's servants and maids in the courtyard beside the West Lake, none of them can stand in front of it for a moment. But today when he came to Shangqing Palace, he finally met his opponent. After being put into the gourd just now, he gave birth to

An unprecedented fear.

"Do you know how powerful it is?"

Yang Xingzhou glanced at the one-horned green lin beast and said with a smile: "There are so many masters in the world, how can you, a beast, dare to look down on the heroes of the world? Why don't you get out of here!"

Just as the one-horned Qinglin beast ran to the side with its tail between its legs, an old Taoist walked out of Shangqing Palace and shouted: "Which fellow Taoist cut off Pindao's treasure?"

After Zhang Jingxiang and Yun Daozhen saw this Taoist coming out, they hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Meet the Patriarch!"

This Taoist has thick-soled cloud shoes, a face like the ancient moon, a childlike face with white hair, and a silver beard. His hair is like three winter snows, and he must withstand nine autumn frosts. He holds a flower basket in his hand and stands in front of the Shangqing Palace. He really looks like an immortal.

An extraordinary expression.

The boy guarding the gate next to him and several disciples who rushed out all fell to their knees and called themselves the Patriarch.

Yang Xingzhou clapped the gourd in his hand and said with a smile: "Old Taoist, are you Kunlunzi?"

The old Taoist glanced at Yang Xingzhou in surprise: "This poor Taoist is Kunlunzi. Who are you?"

He has been cultivating in Tiantai Mountain for hundreds of years, and his cultivation is extremely profound. Among the entire Taoist monks today, he is one of the top ten existences. His Taoist teachings can communicate with the gods, and his magic power is profound, especially the mysterious red gourd behind it, which can contain three mountains and five mountains.

It can absorb all spirits. After being absorbed, they will turn into pus within three seconds. It is really powerful.

Because he has been practicing for a long time and has white beard and eyebrows, he is also called the Old Immortal of Dongfang Taiyue, and he is highly respected.

He is also worthy of this nickname. He always uses one move to deal with the enemy. With one finger, the enemy is immediately immobilized without him having to use a second move.

This is the only time in my life that I have had my magic weapon taken away like today.

This surprise was no small matter, and he became extremely vigilant when he looked at Yang Xingzhou.

Seeing his confusion, Yang Xingzhou laughed and said, "Brother Yang Xingzhou is a casual cultivator. I have heard for a long time that my Taoist brother is profound in Taoism, so I came here to ask for advice."

"Yang Xingzhou?"

The old immortal was stunned and said: "I know you! A few years ago, Qiantang Jiang Aogu fought with a strong man and was blocked. It is said that it was you who did it. Later, he confronted Monk Jidian in Han Dian and managed to escape unscathed.

That’s even more amazing. The old Taoist also had a chance encounter with Han Dian, and was burned by his five-flavored true fire, wiping away a hundred years of Taoism. Ashamed, ashamed!”

It seemed that because Yang Xingzhou had fought against Han Dian, he regarded Yang Xingzhou as a comrade, and his guard was greatly reduced: "Since it is Brother Yang who is visiting, please come in and talk."

Yang Xingzhou gently tossed the gourd in his hand and threw it to the old immortal: "You are disturbing the immortal so much!"

The old immortal took the gourd, secretly used his magic power to investigate, and found that there was no manipulation. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, showed a smile and said: "Brother Yang is so skilled, he can easily intercept the treasure of Lao Dao."

, what a great skill.”

Then he looked at the one-horned green lin beast behind Yang Xingzhou: "This fellow Taoist fought with me just now. It was very impressive. If he didn't have the precious gourd in his hand, it would be difficult for the old Taoist to defeat him. How come he has revealed his true colors now?

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You must know that a demon cultivator will rarely reveal his true form in front of people. As long as he is able to maintain his human form, he will never let others see his true form, because revealing his true form is a very shameful thing for a demon cultivator.

Even for some demon cultivators, not to mention being exposed, or even having their roots revealed, they would become angry and angry.

Zhang Guo, one of the Eight Immortals, is a great demon created by the spirit of an ancient white bat. Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty asked the sorcerer Ye Fashan about Zhang Guo's origin. Ye Fashan said, "I dare not tell you. If I tell you, I will die immediately."

Later, it was said: "Zhang Guo is a white bat spirit at the beginning of chaos."

After saying this, he fell to the ground and died. After Xuanzong's intercession, Zhang Guocai saved him.

Therefore, as long as fairies become enlightened, they will be very concerned about others judging their merits and demerits. They all think that fairies' bodies are shameful and not as good as the human body, which is Pangu authentic.

Just now, when the Qinglin Beast was fighting with the old immortal, the spirit transformed into a dragon-headed body used very powerful methods. Kunlunzi was forced to use the treasure of the mountain, the mysterious gourd of the universe, to get the Qinglin Beast into it.

Although the Qinglin Beast was collected, the old immortal did not think that the Qinglin Beast was incompetent. He felt that he had taken advantage of the magic weapon, otherwise it would be difficult to win, so he had a high opinion of the Qinglin Beast.

It was for this reason that he was greatly puzzled by the situation in which the Qinglin Beast revealed its true form. He did not understand why this master of demon cultivation actually showed his true form to others.

The one-horned Qilin Beast bared its teeth at the old immortal and hid behind the flaming chariot, not bothering to look at the old immortal.

Yang Xingzhou laughed and said: "This Qinglin beast is my mount. How can I ride it if it doesn't show its true body? Immortal sir, don't worry about it. Let's go in and talk."

The old immortal shuddered, glanced at Yang Xingzhou, turned around and walked toward the door, his face flushed with shame.

He and the one-horned Qinglin beast called him brothers, but he didn't expect that the Qinglin beast was Yang Xingzhou's mount. This was a big shame.

"Even the mount is so powerful. How much power does this guy named Yang have?"

When he accompanied Yang Xingzhou into the palace, the old immortal's expression kept changing, and he became more and more wary of Yang Xingzhou. The most powerful master he had ever seen in his life was Han Dian, but now Yang Xingzhou was standing next to him, talking and laughing, as if

It is harmless to humans and animals, but it makes him feel more frightened than Han Dian did at the beginning.

"If he has good intentions, everything will be fine for me in the Shangqing Palace. If he has bad intentions, I am afraid that I will not be able to escape this disaster!"
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