In the rectangular hall, a four-legged cauldron, three feet tall, was placed in the middle. The cauldron was carved with strange patterns, like clouds, fog, beasts, birds, and deformed talismans. Three Taoists walked around the cauldron, each holding different magical instruments, chanting scriptures while walking. A ball of extremely pure fire burned under the cauldron, the cauldron body was slightly red, and the mist rose inside the cauldron, and the hall was as hot as a stove.

There were more magical instruments placed in the four corners of the hall and on the walls, with more than fifty pieces. The whole room was filled with strange fragrance and buzzing. Occasionally, the sound of bells sounded. More than a hundred Taoist priests sat around the giant cauldron, closing their eyes and thinking, most of them showed pain on their faces, and only a few remained calm.

Grandmaster Pangshan Yang Yannian brought Zuo Liuying here and said to him at the door: "You still have to go back to Pangshan, right?"

Zuo Liuying glanced over. He recognized that although all the magical instruments in the hall were not as good as the nine treasures, they were all treasures above the ninth grade. They belonged to the nine-family Taoist dynasty and were rarely used in normal times, but now they are all gathered in the same room.

"If there is still Pangshan Daotong," he said.

Yang Yannian's eyes lowered and raised again, without answering this sentence, "The Taoist priests who have returned to the Taoist throne should refine the inner alchemy here and be extra kind to the ancestors of the inner alchemy, which will keep your inner alchemy in its current state, no matter how it comes from."

Yang Yannian withdrew from the hall, and he had nothing to explain to Zuo Liuying.

Another Taoist priest came over, and the Grandmaster of Yashan, Shen Zangqi, personally presided over the reconstruction of the inner alchemy array. The more than ten Taoist priests standing in the hall were under his command.

"The ancestor personally injected mana into the magic circle." Shen Zangqi stood side by side with Zuo Liuying, as if handing over the mission.

Zuo Liuying saw that the source of the ancestor's magic power was not the giant tripod in the middle, but an incense burner in the southeast corner. The smoke it emitted rose straight, forming a smoke ring with a diameter of three feet on the roof.

"The ancestor was too tolerant, and many disciples were confused. Why can disciples who withdrew from the Taoist throne receive such treatment? Most of them have not made any contributions to the Taoist throne." Shen Zangqi himself did not show any confusion. "The ancestor broke all the rumors with facts. Some people actually claimed that the ancestor wanted to destroy all sentient beings in the world and did not even let the Taoist throne go. It's ridiculous."

"Do you think it's ridiculous?" Zuo Liuying asked.

Shen Zangqi's mouth moved slightly. He knew that this problem was a trap. A real Taoist priest would not think that rumors were ridiculous. For more than tens of thousands of years, all kinds of rumors about Taoism have emerged one after another, and there is no need to take them seriously.

"The first person to return to Taoist sect was six months ago. After you, there were less than ten people left and left outside, but Taoist sect no longer had hope for them, so you are probably the last one." Shen Zangqi turned around and faced Zuo Liuying with a slightly solemn expression. "So far, no one has successfully refining the inner alchemy. Several of them have made rapid progress. They did not vomit the sect at the beginning, but over the years, there have been a lot of impurities, and it will be restored to its purity in about one month."

Before the Taoist priests retired, they were left with special treatment. They only removed the Niwan Palace heritage and did not need to spit out the inner elixir. Since the death of Shen Jiyi, the Taoist priest in Yashan, died, these Taoist priests hid, and the Taoist priest recalled the old disciples, and they rushed back the first batch.

Shen Jiyi's death was directly related to Zuo Liuying. Shen Zangqi stared at him and did not speak for a long time, and Zuo Liuying did not speak. He had no response to the gaze.

"I hope you can give everyone a head." Shen Zangqi's tone became more gentle, "Zuo Liuying. She is in the seventh level of the Moonlight, and the entire Taoist throne needs you."

"I don't need Taoism. I just need it." Zuo Liuying pointed to the incense burner in the corner.

Shen Jiyi raised his hand and made a call. A Taoist priest had already set up a cushion near the giant tripod. Zuo Liuying walked over and saw many familiar faces on the way: Shen Shang from Pangshan, Gan Zhiwei from Hongshan, Meng Xu from Zhaoshan... They were also the group of people with the most painful expressions.

Zuo Liuying did not sit on the designated cushion, and walked a few more steps forward and stopped beside the giant tripod. The three Taoist priests who were circled showed obvious surprise, but they did their duty and did not stop casting spells. They just walked around Zuo Liuying for two or three more steps.

The other Taoist priests also looked over. Someone wanted to go forward and persuade Zuo Liuying to leave, but Shen Zangqi waved his hand, indicating that he didn't have to do anything. He could make an exception for a Taoist priest who was at the seventh level of the Moonlight, even if this state was achieved by practicing the left and right path of the side.

"The road has been destroyed, and there are roads everywhere." Zuo Liuying pressed one hand on the hot tripod, and a sneer, and a piece of white smoke immediately rose on the edge of his palm.

"The fire of Tao is not extinguished, and the only way is the way." Shen Zangqi shouted loudly from a distance, "You are a proof."

Zuo Liuying, who claimed that he was "the Tao everywhere", returned to the Tao, which proved that other "Tao" were dead ends.

Zuo Liuying kept slapping on the tripod, and white smoke rose every time he hit, and did not disappear into the air. Instead, it became more and more, gradually spreading outward, as if it was about to occupy the entire hall.

The three Taoist priests who were walking around the cauldron were deeply uneasy and looked at Shenzang's instrument frequently. Once they were prompted, they stopped casting spells and retreated.

Shen Zangqi watched without saying a word, his eyes were deep, and his expression became more and more serious.

The white smoke has not stopped, and it has occupied half of the hall. More than a dozen auxiliary Taoists have stopped casting spells, retreated to the door, and waited for instructions from Shenzang.

Zuo Liuying was still slapping the tripod, and his palms were roasted black, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Shen Zangqi finally finished watching, and his figure flashed. He reached the corner opposite, facing Zuo Liuying, stretched his fingers and scratched the incense burner. The expansion of Baiyan was stopped, but it had already enveloped most of the returning Taoist priests who were thinking about it.

The Taoist priests who are qualified to assist Shenzangu artifact to maintain the magic array are all low, and they are all above the stars. It is soon seen that Shenzangu artifact and Zuo Liuying are fighting, to be precise, for the strong power injected into the hall by the ancestors. Whoever controls this power can control the entire formation.

Shen Zangqi was once defeated by Zuo Liuying in public. At that time, he was comparing with illusions, but he was not his strength. He did not use magic weapons, and his strength was greatly reduced. He was very unwilling to accept his defeat. This time he wanted to have a fairer battle.

The more than fifty magic weapons in the hall were basically controlled by Shenzang's weapon, and only the giant tripod in the middle was taken advantage of by Zuo Liuying, which was considered his magic weapon.

The ancestor's spell elephant was invisible, and even Taoist priests who could not even notice it, but this time he did not participate in the battle, and let Zuo and Shen competed for it. Not long after, the situation in the hall changed drastically, with dark clouds and white fog mixed together, and lightning and thunder roaring, all magical instruments began to vibrate, making strange sounds.

The Taoist priest who was thinking was still thinking, but the more than a dozen Taoist priests at the door gradually became panicked. With their realm, they would not easily be moved. However, both sides of the battle this time were Taoist priests who were subdued by Yuemang, and their strength was too much higher than them. Moreover, the fighting area was around, and the overlapping spells almost stuck to the body of the spectator. If you breathe a little heavier, you might induce revenge from the spells.

The Taoists held their breath and their bodies were straight, not daring to move, nor did they dare to ask what was going on in this battle and when it would end.

Shenzang's weapon gradually gained the upper hand, and many magic weapons greatly improved his strength. This was not a speculation for Taoists. Magic weapons were originally an important part of the Taoist dynasty.

Bang bang bang... The explosions continued, and the many spells that filled the hall disappeared one after another, gradually returning to normal from the edge to the middle. More than a dozen auxiliary Taoist priests standing at the door were the first to escape from danger, and all of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. In front of the more difficult-to-understand stronger people, Taoist priest Xingluo felt as confused as mortals.

The last lightning struck Zuo Liuying's head. His hair was spread out and his hair was loose. His right hand stopped in the air and did not slap the tripod any further.

Shen Zangqi turned around, his expression still moved, but his face turned slightly red. Even with a large number of magic weapons to help him, he still forced himself to win. He was both proud of himself and secretly admired Zuo Liuying, and even the Taoist heart was a little unstable, "Zhidao Yi, Zuo Liuying, Zhidao Yi."

Zuo Liuying said nothing, gave Shen Zangqi the etiquette of Taoism, turned around and walked past the still-thought-in-one Taoist priest, and went straight to the door, assisting the Taoist priests to make way, but he actually pushed the door out.

Everyone was puzzled. Zuo Liuying was a Taoist priest who was convinced by Yuemang, so he would not have lost a battle and left. Half a year ago, although Shen Zangqi was defeated by Zuo Liuying in public, he acted extremely generously. That was what the Taoist priest should have.

Shen Zangqi was even more puzzled. He knew Zuo Liuying better than ordinary Taoist priests... Suddenly he woke up and laughed: "Zuo Liuying is Zuo Liuying. He has already obtained the inner alchemy of Taoism and does not need a magic circle."

The auxiliary Taoist priests were shocked. More than 100 returning Taoist priests in the hall took several months to remove all the impurities in the inner alchemy. Zuo Liuying actually succeeded after a battle.

"His inner alchemy itself is very pure. Others use their intentions to remove impurities, but he did the opposite and refines the inner alchemy in a fighting manner. Even I was caught in the Tao and helped him unconsciously." Shen Zangqi sighed, and his complacent feelings were gone, "Zuo Liuying has really not changed at all."

Zuo Liuying, who had "unchanged", walked out of the hall, stood on the first floor of the Taoist Tower, and looked up.

The Taoist priests of the Nine Daotong were bustling with each other, and everyone recognized Zuo Liuying and looked at him with puzzled eyes. Pangshan Grandmaster Yang Yannian walked out of a door, stared at Zuo Liuying for a while, and secretly wondered why he walked out of the hall so early. Suddenly, Yang Yannian understood everything and shouted loudly: "Zuo Liuying, you are Taoist priest Pangshan when you return to Taoist throne!"

This is not a reminder, but a warning from Grandmaster Pang Shan to Pang Shan’s disciples.

"There is only Taoist sect in this tower, no Pangshan." Zuo Liuying's eyes turned to Yang Yannian, and his voice was rarely cold, "I'm going to see the ancestor."

"The ancestor did not summon you." Yang Yannian was very sure of this.

Several other masters also walked out of their rooms, and the Taoist priests who were coming and going avoided them, and there was no one around Zuo Liuying.

"Whether you can see the ancestor is a test and has nothing to do with the call."

Zuo Liuying rose up from the ground and rushed straight to the eighth floor of the Taoist throne tower. Many Taoists saw it, but none of them took action to stop it, and even the masters didn't want to see the result of the "test".

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