After the ancestors Kun Dun and Zuo Liuying, the third Taoist priest who was used to fight against Rimeng was born. Previously, he was neither a high-level Taoist priest like Yuemeng or Guan Shen, nor a genius with extraordinary understanding. At the moment when Kun Dun came to the world, he was just an ordinary Taoist priest who was waiting for the mountain to swallow the smoke, practicing diligently and improving his realm step by step.

His name is Shi Hanyuan.

Most people in the Taoist throne tower are in a state of different depths, while a few are flipping through books and preparing for the next round of thoughts. In this quiet, the unknown Taoist priest broke through the last obstacle, and the sunlight poured into the Niwan Palace from his eyes, and then the meridians throughout his body were circulated.

Almost no one noticed such a big thing, only Zuo Liuying, who was in charge of the eighth floor tower, had a heart. He had been paying attention to the Taoist priest for a while and immediately sent an invitation to him by the law of divine travel.

Shi Hanyuan walked out of his practice room, climbed up the steps, and nodded politely to the person he met, and came all the way to Zuo Liuying's room, stood at the door for a moment, and stepped in.

He is 191 years old this year, with a fifty-year-old appearance, half-bearded and aloof expression. He is not the arrogance of those who have been in high positions for a long time, but the taciturn words of those who have lost their family background and those who have not met their talents: others do not pay attention to them, and they do not pay attention to others. They stand quietly on the edge and guard the corner, and would rather act as a cold-eyed bystander in the prosperous and lively amidst the bustling and bustle.

"The Shi family has been hidden for more than 7,000 years." Zuo Liuying said that he has mastered the family background records of all the disciples of the Nine Daotong. The Shi family is one of the ancient Daotong surnames. It was once comparable to the Shen and Yang families and has long declined. The last Taoist priest who was above the gods appeared more than 7,000 years ago, and since then, there have been only a few Taoist priests who fell into the stars.

Shi Hanyuan was nearly two hundred years old and was still in the state of swallowing smoke. It was considered a normal level in his family. Then he increased his realm to the Sun Rain in less than a year, and the speed was unprecedented, especially since he had no strange adventures, everything he did was to think silently.

"The Zuo family has only one Zuo Liuying." Shi Hanyuan's tone was filled with a hint of mockery. There was a lack of calmness that Taoist priests who should have had.

Both of them refused to talk in the way of Shenyou again.

"The ancestor chose me." Shi Hanyuan turned his head and looked at the incense burner in the corner. It had been a while since it had been smoking, "because I came from an ancient Taoist family, loyal and trustworthy, and could accept the ancestor's magic without reservation."

Zuo Liuying stared at Shi Hanyuan, "In the past, the Taoist sect called your state a Huajie who was addicted to his own portrait. From time to time, he would add a stroke or two to the painting to make it more perfect, but the difference between him and himself became increasingly greater."

"Jealous, Zuo Liuying, who does not have the heart of a Taoist priest, will be jealous." Shi Hanyuan's smile is also arrogant. It is just a little more confident than before. "The ancestor's magic is like rain and dew, and the world is worthy of all people. Only those who are humble will benefit the most. Unfortunately, people are complacent and are willing to give up some of them. Even the master who is obedient in the moonlight will not give up the last bit of "my heart". You are the first person to understand this, but you have a heart outside of your heart and hide a ghost ulterior motive. The ancestor has no choice but to use you. I am the second person who understands, purer and more loyal than you, so I should follow the will of the ancestor. You can withdraw."

"The magic weapon can only be accommodated, not inherited." In Zuo Liuying's opinion, Shi Hanyuan could no longer be called a real Taoist priest.

"I am Shi Hanyuan. The ancestor chose me to carry out his war plan. Come on, the sober Taoist priest, join me to purify this world. The end of the demon has arrived!"

Shi Hanyuan flew out of the Taoist python tower and floated in the air, holding a sword in one hand and a bell in the other, making a solemn sound from his mouth: "It's time for practitioners to fight."

His voice contained endless magic power. The two Taoist priests who were in the moonlight were the first to feel the power. They flew out of the Taoist throne tower and guarded the left and right, and the position was slightly lower, so more Taoist priests came out of the tower and arranged around Shi Hanyuan.

There were more than 3,000 Taoist priests who followed the call. Shi Hanyuan was very satisfied. The Taoist priests who stayed in the tower were either too low to use, or too high to obey the command. The Taoist priests surrounding him were the essence of the battle of the Taoist priests.

Shi Hanyuan shook the golden bell of the fire in his left hand, and the ringtone rang thousands of miles away, and the unpretentious sword in his right hand threatened the hearts of thousands of people.

Cultivators inside and outside the imperial capital also felt the magic in the sound, and rose into the air, bowing to the Taoists from afar, with a number of more than 50,000.

It was the end of May. A group of 500 Taoist priests set out for Yelin Town more than half a month ago. A real army of Taoist priests set off.

Millions of mortals inside and outside the imperial capital looked up and saw the immortals emitting golden light lined up like a long queue, moving towards the northwest at a very fast speed. After the team, the golden light continued to dissipate and did not fade until three days later.

It was during these three days that Emperor Ci issued a series of orders, and he wanted to lead the army to fight the demon clan in advance. The last batch of troops set out one after another, and the imperial capital was empty, leaving only women and children.

Zuo Liuying still came to visit Zeng Fu and Qilin as promised.

"Can't you stop this war?" Zeng Fu asked as soon as he met.

Zuo Liuying shook her head, "I cannot go against the intentions of the ancestors. Only in this way can I survive and gain strength."

"But what's the use of this? As soon as the war begins, everyone will die." Zeng Fu sighed, knowing that he shouldn't blame Zuo Liuying, "Are there really going to die many people?"

"Inevitably. Maybe it can be reduced."

"You have a way?" Zeng Fu hugged Qilin's neck. It had grown to the same size as an adult deer, with bright silver horns and shining brightly. Just like when he was a child, he always wanted to run to Zuo Liuying and rub it a few times.

"I need you to do me a favor."

"Me? I'm willing to help, but I don't seem to have much ability."

"I just want you to send a message, and I can't find a trustworthy helper among the Taoist priests."

"Okay, tell me, I will definitely deliver it."

"You can also ask for help from others, you must be the one you trust the most."

"It's me, tell me quickly, what information is it? Who are you giving it to?"

"Yang Qingyin from Yelin Town told her that the ancestor brought Shen Geng's soul from the Demon-Planting Cave. The most selfish, cruel and strongest soul was divided into several parts to shape the murderous intention of the strong. Taoist Shi Hanyuan is one, and the three soul monster is likely to be another, and perhaps there are others."

Zeng Fu was stunned when he heard this, "Can the soul be divided into several parts? What kind of spell is this?"

"What others cannot do, the ancestors can do. These remnants of souls will lead all parties to fight each other. He wants to make the world turmoil, make people's hearts fluctuate, and cannot be calm, and force the demon soul to awaken in advance."

"Oh my God, the ancestor... Can Mu Xingqiu really break through the demon-drawing cave and come out to defeat the ancestor?"

"I'm not worried about Mu Xingqiu's strength, I'm just worried that he will change his original intention at the last moment like Kun Dun."

Zuo Liuying sent a large number of innocent Taoist priests to the Demon-Bao Demon Cave to help Mu Xingqiu. He didn't know that at this moment, Mu Xingqiu was practicing lonely in a pearl, and there was not a single person around him.
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