Pang Song honestly and unceremoniously took the green demon's eye into his arms, stroked his long beard and smiled: "It takes no time to find a place to break the iron shoes. With gems as evidence, then the Tai Chi Longevity Art is 99%

It's true! If you can refer to this qi training treasure book and form a golden elixir, you will have the hope of becoming an immortal in this time!"

Li Yaoguang's heart was bleeding, but he did not dare to raise any objections.

Yan Xiaodao and others complimented: "I wish the sect leader a great success in his magical power, break through the void, and live a lifetime with the sky!"

Pang Song said leisurely: "When King Huainan became an immortal, there was a grand occasion of the ascension of chickens and dogs ascending to heaven. When I understand the Great Way of Eternal Life, I will take you to the fairy world together and have fun together."

Yan Xiaodao and others knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you for your kindness!"

Pang Songzhi laughed proudly at the sky, as if one foot had stepped into the fairy world, floating like a cloud. Many years ago, he accidentally obtained a broken Taoist secret book, which records all the secrets of the Palace of Changsheng and also includes Qi Practice Pills.

Unfortunately, there are too many words in the book, so there is no way to practice according to it.

Inspired by the secret of immortality in Taoism, Pang Song vowed to practice the golden elixir, break the shackles of the body, and thus surpass the innate realm and become the number one person in the martial arts world. He worked hard to study the secret technique of immortality, and almost no longer involved in secular chores, and let him go.

He Ruoxian pointed and stroked his fingers in the Tiansha Gate.

This time, the news of the emergence of Luoyang underground palace spread throughout the world. Pang Song was very happy when he heard this, and speculated that this mysterious underground palace was probably the Palace of Eternal Life established by Emperor Wu Zhao, so he rushed to the Central Plains on a starry night. Unfortunately, the journey was too far, so he rushed to the center of the world.

It was still one step late, and the underground palace was re-encrypted and strictly prohibited from entering and leaving.

Pang Song was both upset and unwilling to accept it, so he temporarily chose to live in Qinglong Peak. Unexpectedly, Li Yaoguang came to his door with a gaze, confirming the contents of the secret book, which greatly increased his confidence.

Li Yaoguang gritted his teeth and said, "Report to the master of the sect, the Tai Chi Changsheng Art has more than a thousand words in the whole article, which is mysterious and unpredictable, and is obscure. Because time is rushed, I only remembered some of the contents, but I really couldn't write it out.

A spell."

Pang Song's face darkened: "If you can't write the Eternal Life Story, what's the use for me to keep you?"

Li Yaoguang hurriedly said: "I was not the only one who watched the Changsheng Art at that time. Fu Jingtao had read the longest time and had the most silent texts. If we put together the things we wrote and corrected each other, we might be able to piece together.

The complete eternal life story.”

Pang Song murmured: "Fu Jingtao? Is it the top of the Qingyun List?"

Lee Yaoguang said: "That's right!"

Pang Songming knew that Li Yaoguang had ulterior motives, but in order to realize his long-cherished wish of immortality, how could he care about these minor details? He asked: "Where is Fu Jingtao now?"

Li Yaoguang pondered: "He should be on the way back to Kaifeng City at this moment."

Pang Song said decisively: "Okay, let's go and meet him for a while!" He immediately ordered Yan Xiaodao and others to take care of Baihu. He reached out and grabbed Li Yaoguang's shoulder, soared into the air and rushed down the mountain, and headed straight to the east.

The wind roared like thunder, Li Yaoguang was like clouds flying in fog, rising and falling, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat nervously. The strong wind blew, and he had to close his eyes. I don't know how long it took, but the wind stopped suddenly, but I felt that the wind was pang.

Song loosened his palm and "Pu" fell to the ground.

Pang Song said lightly, "You go and find some wild fruits to satisfy your hunger, and then go on the road in half an hour."

Li Yaoguang slightly tidied up his appearance, stood up slowly with his trunk, and his calves were still trembling. He looked around and saw dense and straight pine trees, rugged rocks, gurgling streams, and undulating mountains in the distance. Pang Song had already chosen a huge rock

Sitting cross-legged, regulating breathing, and the white air between the mouth and nose is like a dragon.

Li Yaoguang resisted the urge to escape, first scooped up a handful of water and drank it all, and then searched for wild fruits along the riverside. Suddenly, a sound of shouting and killing and a collision of weapons came from the wind. He couldn't help but feel curious and tiptoed.

sneak past.

At this time, two groups of people were fighting in a stalemate on the clearing ground in the forest, with swords and guns in contact, feathers and arrows flying, and the battle situation became white-hot.

The attacking side was wearing white-clothed iron armor, basically with every five people as a team. As the flag advanced and retreated, they were well-trained and brave. Seven or eight other masters rushed to the front and bit their opponents with their personal force.

It's like a wolf and a cruel tiger.

One of the defensive parties obviously lacked cooperation and fought each other and kept retreating. From time to time, someone was shot and screamed, and then was dismembered by a chaotic blade. One of the beautiful women in black was busy rescuing their companions back and forth, and were so tired that they were sweating profusely, but they couldn't do it alone.

Revert the decline.

The big man in white who had a hammer shouted, "Madam He, quickly abandon his weapons and surrender, otherwise he will kill you all!"

The beautiful woman in black raised her eyebrows and shouted: "Xiang Tianshan, because of a mere misunderstanding, the Ming Cult is determined to be an enemy of us. Can you think clearly about the consequences?"

Xiang Tianshan said with a sigh: "I am a Ming Cult fighting against the sky and the earth, and I am never afraid of any enemies! Hand over the saint quickly and don't mention any other nonsense!" Because Yin Lianlian suddenly disappeared, he believed that the Tiansha Sect was making trouble, so he led the

Elites chased and killed them all the way.

He Ruoxian was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he said angrily: "How many times do you want me to say it before you believe it? The whereabouts of that slutty fox have nothing to do with the Tiansha Sect!"

He sneered at Tianshan: "If you hadn't committed a conspiracy, how could the saint disappear out of thin air? Kill!"

"Kill! Kill!! Kill!!" Everyone in the Ming Cult shouted loudly, as if the mountains collapsed and the ground was cracked, shaking the forests. But when the swords and guns rolled forward, blood was shot like rain. Everyone in the Tiansha Gate suffered a loss.

Without armor protection, you must fight against the enemy and guard against sneak attacks from feather arrows. If you are distracted, how can you have hope of reversing the situation?

Li Yaoguang was hesitating whether he should draw his sword to help him, but suddenly a cold wind passed by from the sky, followed by a white shadow, and Pang Song, whose face was as cold as ice, fell from the sky.

Xiang Tianshan and others were also alert, realizing that the visitor was not good, and abandoned the enemy in front of him and waved the weapons to cut them away. The cold light appeared like a tide and the murderous aura was overwhelming.

Pang Song pressed down with one palm, and the cold light broke and smashed to the ground at Tianshan and others. He then waved his Taoist robe lightly, and the feathered arrows shot backwards, puffing through his chest, and at least twenty people shouted in terrible tears.

land.

"Master!" "Dad!" Everyone in Tiansha Sect was intertwined with surprise.

Pang Song snorted coldly and landed on the ground, and his second palm swept across the Ming Cult.

Bang! Puff! Oops!

The masters of the Ming Cult jointly sealed the enemy's palms, but when the energy was touched, they were still shocked and staggered backwards. Those who lacked their cultivation level directly sprayed blood and fell, and their muscles and bones were broken.

Xiang Tianshan was shocked and said decisively: "Retreat!"

The Ming Cult members scattered and retreated into the forest, evacuated the battlefield without hesitation, and quickly left. They were really prohibited and robbed like the wind.

Pang Song brushed his Taoist robe disdainfully, turned around and glanced at He Ruoxian indifferently, and finally fell on Pang Jialin, frowned and said, "Are you a rebellious son causing trouble for women? The foundation of Tianshamen will be one day sooner or later.

It will be ruined in your hands!”

Pang Jialin shouted aggrievedly: "Dad, it was the group of Ming scholars who deliberately provoked the dispute. If you don't believe it, ask my mother!"

He Ruoxian said coldly: "If the son does not teach, it is the fault of his father!"
Chapter completed!