Xiang Haisheng kept teleporting, and when his magic power was insufficient, he flew at the fastest speed. He could not stop him from moving forward. If there was really a world of underworld underground, he would plunge in without hesitation. Compared with all unknown dangers, what might have caught up with behind him is even more terrifying.

The Master Qishan was not afraid of Qin Lingshuang. Although the female Taoist priest's magic was unexpectedly powerful, since he could escape, he was not worried about being caught up. Xiang Haisheng was afraid of his ancestor Kun Dun.

Holding the demon-suppressing bell tightly in his hand, Xiang Haisheng began to wonder why he dared to escape. Then he remembered that staying in the South China Sea would immediately die. At least there would be a glimmer of hope for escape, but the further he flew, the slimmer of hope would appear.

When the sky was bright, Xiang Haisheng saw Qishan. This was not his destination. He flew in an unconscious state. Xiang Haisheng stopped in mid-air and looked at the islands of Qishan.

There were only three of the nine neatly ordered islands, one was deserted, covered with a layer of sand and gravel, and even the weeds did not grow. The buildings of that year were left without any trace.

Despite his feelings, Xiang Haisheng had to continue to escape. It is said that a group of surviving Taoist priests found a shelter in the depths of the sea, where they might be able to obtain temporary safety.

The deadly voice sounded at this moment, "The magic that goes against the sky will not last long."

Xiang Haisheng was shocked and almost fell from the sky. He looked around without notice. Finally, his eyes returned to the sea. Finally, he saw the speaker on a deserted island, at the place where he had been staring at it.

Xiang Haisheng wanted to escape immediately, but suppressed the impulse in his heart. This person was not Qin Lingshuang. Since he caught up with him, he had no way to escape, so he had to slowly land on the island and follow the man's gaze. It turned out that there was a piece of wooden stake in the ground, which was covered by sand and gravel. He had not noticed it before.

"Spells can move mountains and fill the seas in an instant. They can create jade buildings and jade buildings in the most desolate places, but they disappear quickly. The thatched cottages of mortals can still leave ruins. See what is left of Taoist throne?"

"As long as there are Taoist priests, the Taoist priests will be restored and even better." Xiang Haisheng found that his mood was ups and downs, and he really couldn't make such a mysterious conversation anymore. He asked directly: "Zuo Liuying, let me meet the ancestor. I will explain it to him clearly."

Zuo Liuying raised her gaze and looked at Xiang Haisheng, "Do you think the ancestor needs your explanation?"

"No, this time it's different. Qin Lingshuang's magic is different. If he lets go, it will be a big threat. I must explain it to the ancestor myself." Xiang Haisheng grabbed a life-saving straw, his voice was anxious, and he even believed it himself. It seemed that he flew around to find the ancestor's whereabouts, rather than avoiding him.

"Someone gave her a name, called 'The Way of Use'."

"Is it... the ancestor?" Xiang Haisheng's heart sank, afraid that his last little value would also disappear.

Zuo Liuying did not answer his question, but reached out and said, "Super it."

Xiang Haisheng kept holding the demon-suppressing bell in his hand and made his heart clear, "I want to see the ancestor, only he can take back the treasure. If you can't, how can I know that you were really sent by the ancestor?"

"Can only the ancestors take back the treasure?" Zuo Liuying did not shrink her hand.

Xiang Haisheng remembered. He stole the demon-suppressing bell from Yang Yannian, "I am 934 years old this year."

"Yes." Zuo Liuying didn't seem surprised at all about this unexpected confession.

"Why did I serve as the Grandmaster of Qishan for 346 years? Why has the demon seed been dead, but I feel like I am possessed by a demon?"

Zuo Liuying said nothing because the answer was obvious.

"The Heart of Taoist Priests." Xiang Haisheng himself understood, but he was not very convinced, "It is all because of the Heart of Taoist Priests. Only those who have it are Taoist Priests, but without it..."

"Without it, you are yourself." Zuo Liuying continued on for him.

Xiang Haisheng's body was trembling slightly. "So the ancestor wanted to remove everyone's hearts of Taoist priests. He wanted to see the true side of all Taoist priests, so "Xiang Haisheng looked at Zuo Liuying and his body stopped trembling. "You are fine. You guessed the ancestor's thoughts first and removed the hearts of Taoist priests by themselves, but why haven't you changed?"

Zuo Liuying or Zuo Liuying, the existence or not of the Taoist heart has almost no effect on him.

"You can't see my changes." Zuo Liuying moved his right thumb slightly, and the demon-suppressing bell flew over.

Xiang Haisheng wanted to compete for it, but as soon as the spell was formed in the Jiang Palace, he gave up. He was also a Taoist priest who was subdued by Rimang, and his strength was a little worse than Zuo Liuying. He couldn't even tell what level the other party was at.

"I am a greedy person who is afraid of death?" Xiang Haisheng really didn't want to believe this conclusion, but he couldn't think of any excuses. "I can still do things for the ancestors. No matter what, I am still obeying the Sun Mang state. There are not many in the world. Please help me pass on the words... I am willing to serve you, as long as it is not contrary to the ancestors' plans."

Once he admits in his heart that he is greedy for life and fear of death, he will be easier to say things. Xiang Haisheng looked at Zuo Liuying anxiously, and wanted to resist, then took the opportunity to escape, and then wanted to say something more flattering.

Zuo Liuying waited quietly, waiting for Xiang Haisheng to understand himself more clearly.

"The ancestor... why did he do this?" Xiang Haisheng asked, some doubts preventing him from making clearer decisions.

"Have you learned the art of exorcism?"

"Of course, Taoist priests above the Xingluo realm must learn this technique..." Xiang Haisheng is not stupid, he is smarter than most Taoist priests. Once he was given a suggestion, he immediately understood many things. "With the exorcism technique, there is the art of destroying Taoism. The hearts of Taoists make Taoists more and more similar and powerful, so naturally they have the same loopholes. Is there really a technique of destroying Taoism in this world?"

"It may be that there will definitely be, but the time has not come."

Xiang Haisheng suddenly realized that eliminating the heart of the Taoist priest was a "accidental" move by the ancestors. Then he understood what he should do, but he was still a little resistant. There were several emotions that he thought were more important than his life, and tried to persuade him to cliff saddle horses. No, they were cliffs. All Xiang Haisheng had to do was to tie the reins to avoid falling off the cliff.

The Master Qishan knelt down. Since greed for life and fear of death is his true nature, and both sides know it, why should he hide it? More than nine hundred years are far from enough, and he still has to continue to live and keep living.

Zuo Liuying accepted the kneeling calmly, "The ancestor knew everything. He knew who was greedy for life and feared death, who was half-hearted, who was competitive, who was cruel and ruthless, he didn't care, because this was all within his expectations. If he dared to use it, he could suppress it."

"Please forgiveness from the ancestors, please give orders from the ancestors." Xiang Haisheng crawled on the ground, without any embarrassment in his heart, only a little doubt: Who is the person with "three intentions"?

Zuo Liuying raised the demon-suppressing bell high, and the bell roared, and the golden light emanated outward. After a while, there were continuous sounds around him, and one after another appeared in the air and emerged from the sea. Some of them came with their true bodies, and the other part was the Dharma body.

More and more people came on the orders. Xiang Haisheng, who was crawling on the ground, was a little ashamed at first, and soon calmed down and buried his face in the sand.

The true body, the Dharma body has reached thousands, either floating on the water, standing on the island, or flying in the air, the bells hit their ears and moods, so they also imitated Xiang Haisheng, the master of Qishan, and went on ashore one after another to kneel down, treat Zuo Liuying as his ancestor.

"The ancestors are creating a new world, and you are fortunate to be the first selected people and will gain a place in the new world."

The only three islands left on Qi Mountain are full of powerful people who are rare in the world. Some of the Dharma bodies are flickering and are being replaced by the true bodies that come later.

"The ancestor spent two years searching the world and found all the "accidentalities", even if it hid in the deepest corner. You will be responsible for the task of eliminating these "accidentalities". Go and clean the world, prove that you are worthy of the election, and then welcome the ancestor's arrival again."

"Some 'accidental' is very powerful, and some candidates will die in battle. When you are timid and want to retreat, think about the ancestor. The ancestor does not require the candidate to be perfect. No one is perfect in front of him, but he will never allow him to retreat. Even if your legs are weak, your hands are shaking, and your heart is shaking, you must execute the ancestor's orders."

Xiang Haisheng's heart, which had just calmed down, suddenly became panicked again. He quietly raised his head a little and glanced at him with his eyes. All his eyes seemed to be staring at him, especially Zuo Liuying.

"If the ancestor cannot suppress the fear of being greedy and fearful, what should the greedy and fearful people do?" Zuo Liuying's demon-suppressing bell rang softly.

Xiang Haisheng, who was crawling on the ground, slowly rose. This was not his own magic, but was forced to do so. Only then did he realize that he had not been forgiven and the ancestor would never give anyone a second chance. He felt that he had been deceived and was angry about it. Soon the anger was replaced by fear. He screamed and begged, and he cried like rain. His nearly a thousand years of practice had no help at this moment.

His voice could not be heard, and many selected people only saw the embarrassment of Grandmaster Qishan.

Xiang Haisheng's legs remained kneeling, his head raised and his mouth widened, as if something was lying in his throat and had to be spit out. He maintained his beastly posture until his entire body gradually disappeared.

He was sucked into the Demon-Suppressing Bell, another prison created by the ancestors.

All the selected people were trembling, and then they heard different orders. Many real bodies dispersed one after another. The Dharma body waited for a while until the real body came and knelt down to Zuo Liuying to accept the orders before leaving.

Zuo Liuying was the only one left on the deserted island of Qishan. He placed the demon-suppressing bell on the ground and cast his spells. After two teleportations, he caught up with a selected person.

The selected cultivator was a casual cultivator who was flying on the sea. He was pulled by the demon-suppressing clock. When he returned, he relied on his magic power so quickly. Seeing Zuo Liuying suddenly appear in front of him, the casual cultivator was shocked and hurriedly knelt down in the air, feeling uneasy and didn't know where something went wrong.

"All Nascent Soul Conference next year must gather all Nascent Souls."

"Yes, Xiao Xiu understands that I will definitely complete the tasks assigned by the ancestor on time, Queen Xun and her maid..."

It was enough for Zuo Liuying to hear this. The wandering cultivator suddenly turned dark. In a flash, he had forgotten his original mission and forgot Zuo Liuying's arrival. He continued to fly forward and rushed to another destination.

Zuo Liuying returned to Qishan Island and picked up the Demon-Suppressing Bell. He also forgot what he had just done.

No one can guess the ancestor, and Zuo Liuying doesn't let anyone guess him.

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