Chapter 953: 24 The Valley of Solar Terms Rain

There is no doubt that Whisk is a good treasure, and not an ordinary treasure.
　　
　　 Even with Zhang Bairen's cultivation level, when he met Fuchen, he couldn't help feeling trembling, and he wanted to retreat.
　　
　　 Whisked across the dust, cracked the stele.
　　
　　 Zhang Bairen's eyes twinkled with divine light, and his eyes stared at the floating dust in the hands of the ancestors of the Wang family. After a while, he said: "A good treasure, it fell in your hands, but it is dusty!"
　　
The old Taoist whisk was placed on his sleeve, and he looked at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes: "The treasure of the old Tao is of extraordinary origin. It is a rare treasure between the world and the earth. Not to mention you. Even if the real Yang God is a real person, facing the treasure of the old Tao, let it be right. The method is so powerful, and the supernatural powers are boundless, under the dust, it is inevitable to escape repression."
　　
　　 "Oh? Can actually suppress the real Yangshen?" Zhang Bairen sneered in his eyes: "I don't believe it!"
　　
　　 "This thing is the thing that was carried by the ancestor Zhang Daoling, one of the three treasures of the Five Doujiao Town Zongzong. The vicissitudes of life have been long, and the Five Dou Mijiao can not stand for no reason!" The ancestor of the Wang family smiled and stroked the dust handle.
　　
　　 Zhang Bairen looked at the coveted Beitianshi Taoist master in the distance: Beitianshidao is the territory of the Zhang family, and the treasures are actually used by the Wang family. When did the Beitianshidao become the Wang family?
　　
The Taoist Master of the Beitian Master heard the words and sighed helplessly: "It wasn't the division of the family back then. Your grandfather's family is the direct line of the Zhang family. If you have to leave with the Three Treasures, how can I wait for the side line? No way, I don't know how this whisk will fall into the hands of Master Nantian."
　　
　　 Obviously, once a treasure like the Three Treasure Whisk dust is obtained, how can there be any reason to return it?
　　
　　 The Southern Heavenly Master Dao is no less than the Northern Heavenly Master Dao. How could it be possible to go back. The two sides discussed the Dao several times, but the matter eventually fell away. The Northern Heavenly Master Dao could only secretly wait for the opportunity to plan.
　　
　　What kind of character is Zhang Daoling? Is it unusual for the existence of immortals as ancestors to carry around with them, and to bless the treasures of sacrifices day and night?
　　
　　 Zhang Bairen's complexion turned dignified. Anyone who calls a word ‘ancestor’ is definitely not good-natured.
　　
　　 Looking at the dust in the hands of the old Taoist, Zhang Bairen looked at the cauldron next to him. As the elixir of immortality matured, the power of reversing the life and death of yin and yang diffused, gradually absorbed by the six-character mantra stickers, and began to change the material of the six-character mantra stickers.
　　
　　 "Om~"
　　
　　 The sword wire in the air trembled and gathered in the palm of Zhang Bairen's hand, condensed into a long sword with cold light.
　　
　　 The sun of Zhang Bairen's hand burst into the long sword, and the long sword turned into a fiery red, as if it could turn the river into the sea, with infinite power.
　　
　　 The air keeps distorting under the long sword, and even Zhang Bairen is shocked by such treasures.
　　
　　Teaching ancestor Zhang Daoling's portable weapons, if they can succeed, there will be no rivals.
　　
　　"Om"
　　
　　 The light of the sword turned, Zhang Bairen's long sword was sent to the throat of the Wang Family's Lao Dao, only to see the Wang's Lao Dao's hand is dusted down, as if there are endless mountains and rivers turbulent in it.
　　
　　 A sword fell, and was actually suppressed by the layers of whiskers. Zhang Bairen was missing half of the long sword in his hand, and the remaining half seemed to be stuck to the whiskers, unable to move.
　　
　　 "Dongtian!" Zhang Bairen's expression suddenly became solemn: "The power of teaching ancestors is really extraordinary!"
　　
　　 Fuchen was swallowing the long sword, Zhang Bairen could only let go, or he would be swallowed by Fuchen.
　　
"People like the governor, the old way, don’t want to force each other too much. It’s just the gods like the elixir of eternal life. They must never be given to the emperor of the Great Sui. The old man has prayed for reincarnation for eight hundred years. Today, I pray for the governor to give a pill of immortality. , All the fruits of the old Tao!" The old Taoists are not overly compelling. Everyone knows that Zhang Bairen's most powerful fetus is the divine fetus, not what is revealed right now.
　　
　　 What's more, Zhang Bairen shocked Sixteen Continents in the battle in Mobei that day. That was the truly invincible method, and it was nothing more than a trivial matter at the moment.
　　
"Practice for eight hundred years?" Zhang Bairen looked at the old way, showing a touch of horror: "You can awaken your previous life and this life through repeated rebirths. There is no reason not to become a sun god. If you want the elixir of immortality, it's better to say, the Governor sees you The whisk in the hand is good, how about replacing the pill with whisk?"
　　
　　The old Taoist priest repeatedly shook his head: "This whisk contains the secret of teaching the ancestors to become Taoist. How can I get a pill of immortality?"
　　
　　 Zhang Bairen stretched out his palm, and the golden slip fell into his hand. At this time, Zhang Bairen seemed to be a scholar who had read poetry and books, and he had never had the slightest monastic momentum.
　　
"I have all kinds of methods. Swordsmanship is the strongest. Unfortunately, none of you deserves my all-out effort. Apart from Swordsmanship, it is also good for the capital governor to think about the way of the gods. Please retreat. If the governor of the capital loses, you can take this medicine of immortality!" As he said, Zhang Bairen pointed out that it contained endless mysticism, which seemed to contain endless laws of heaven and earth. .
　　
　　 "Winter Solstice!"
　　
　　 Zhang Bairen's fingers were glittering, and the deadly gloom lingered on the glittering palm at this time, and one palm pointed towards the old Wang family.
　　
　　 The ancestors of the Wang family took a step back and swept away the ups and downs in his hands, and the energy condensed between the heavens and the earth was dispersed by them.
　　
　　 Zhang Bairen's finger collided with the whisk, and the light flowed on the whisk, competing with Zhang Bairen's fingertips.
　　
　　 The endless dead shadow was brewing at his fingertips, looking at the whisk, Zhang Bairen looked solemn. The Twenty-Four Solar Terms is not an ordinary law, but a Dafa recorded in the fetal membranes of heaven and earth, and Zhang Bairen's expression is shocked when he is resisted by the power of the winter solstice.
　　
　　 This finger is not an ordinary finger, but the embodiment of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Law. Even if the Yang Shen is a real person, Zhang Bairen is sure to tell the other party to retreat, but when he encounters this dust, he is actually dissolving the power of the winter solstice.
　　
　　 "Is it so powerful to call immortals as ancestors? It's hard to resist even a small dust." Zhang Bairen's eyes remained unchanged, and the next moment the rule changed: "Jingzhe!"
　　
"Snapped!"
　　
　　 This time the blow worked. It seemed that a certain power in the dust was awakened, and the veteran looked terrified, and exclaimed: "What kind of Taoism are you, actually awakened the true spirit of the dust!"
　　
Everything in the world can be enlightened. There are demons and gods, and there are immortals in the Tao. Although Fuchen is a Taoist treasure, but I don’t know how many years after Zhang Daoling died. This thing has been with Zhang Daoling for many years. It has long been immersed in the mystery of the sun and the moon and opened up the wisdom. Turned into a monster.
　　
　　 Like this kind of treasure, once the spiritual wisdom is turned on, it is the Great Demon of Gaidai.
　　
　　 The ancestors of the Wang family lost their indifferent, lost calm and jumped up suddenly, turning into a streamer and disappearing into the sky.
　　
　　 The other party didn't know how to suppress the spirit of the monster in Fuchen, but was awakened again by Zhang Bairen's twenty-four solar terms.
　　
　　 The people of the Northern Heavenly Master Dao looked at the pill furnace, and then at the direction in which the ancestors of the Southern Heavenly Master Dao were leaving. With a hesitation on their faces, they gritted their teeth and stomped to chase after the ancestors of the Wang family.
　　
"This world, the water is deep! There are actually such treasures, and Beitianshidao retains these gods, what about the rest of the Baijia? It seems that you need to be low-key in the future!" Zhang Bairen looked at the courtyard The people who rushed to pointed out again: "Gu Yu!"
　　
　　 This point is to Li Shimin. Li Shimin was most afraid of the power of water after he had the blood of the phoenix.
　　
　　 While returning to Spring, his fingers tangled with the green light, colliding with Zhang Bairen's Gu Yu.
　　
　　Guyu is the rain of vitality.
　　
　　 Chunguijun's face showed ecstasy. For him, this Gu Yu was a supreme fetish that could make up for the vitality in his body.
　　
　　 Zhang Bairen sneered at the corner of his mouth. How could Gu Yu be that simple? Not only moisturizing everything ~EbookFREE.me~, it is also purifying life.
　　
　　 "Something's wrong!" After swallowing for a while, Chunguijun's complexion changed suddenly and he retreated suddenly.
　　
　　 The vitality inhaled in the body has no mark of its own, which also means that this vitality is not under control.
　　
　　 I saw Chunguijun shouting, holding his head and struggling, and then an ear popped out.
　　
　　 Yes, you read that right, another ear appeared behind Chunguijun's ear.
　　
　　 "Damn it!" Chun Guijun pulled out the long knife from Li Shimin's waist, and instantly cut off that ear, splashing blood on the ground.
　　
　　 "How?" Zhang Bairen looked at Chunguijun.
　　
　　 "It's a poisonous technique, but it is also a great good fortune. If it can give birth to two hearts, wouldn't it be two more lives!" Chungui Jun showed a smile, but this smile was a bit gloomy.
　　
　　 "Of course, but this heart is my heart and ears are my ears!" Zhang Bairen said with his hands on his back.