Chapter 3: The Magic of the Taoist Temple! Yang Mei Daxian!

"snort!"

After destroying the power of the spiritual consciousness that came over, Ao Changsheng snorted coldly, released his spiritual consciousness, and began to explore who was so presumptuous.

At this time, a voice came into his ears from hundreds of millions of miles away.

"This fellow Taoist, I'm Yang Mei, I was so excited that I was rude just now because of the magic of your Taoist temple. Please forgive me!"

"Yang Mei..."

Ao Changsheng raised his brows, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he directly spotted the green-haired and green-robed old man standing on the sea outside the Yiwanli Dojo.

"He is... Great Immortal Yang Mei!"

Ao Changsheng instantly understood that this was the Great Immortal Yang Mei mentioned in his system selection.

The detection of spiritual consciousness and the magical power just now must have been performed by the Great Immortal Yang Mei.

Although he had no intention of following Immortal Yang Mei to Chaos.

But at this time, he felt a trace of disgust in his heart towards the seemingly polite Yangmei Immortal outside.

In the primitive world, one can use one's spiritual consciousness to scan other people and the dojo with wanton observation, but this is a big taboo. The person being scanned can kill the other person directly.

What a magical place.

Forgive me.

Why didn't I forgive you when you secretly used your spiritual sense to explore?

If he didn't have the power of the dojo today and was really just an ordinary golden immortal, then you don't need to think carefully to know how miserable his current end would be.

"Get out!" Ao Changsheng said coldly without any courtesy.

"Fellow Taoist..." Great Immortal Yang Mei frowned and looked at Ao Changsheng's figure in the distance with hesitation in his eyes.

Although it is impossible to detect with the help of spiritual consciousness, pure eyesight is enough to see clearly within a mere billions of miles.

With his Hunyuan Golden Immortal's eyesight, no matter how he looked at it, what he saw in front of him was just a Golden Immortal, but this Golden Immortal just now had actually destroyed his consciousness and magic power.

Are you deliberately hiding it?

Because of the method of dividing Honghuang?

Thinking of this, Immortal Yang Mei's heart moved slightly, and then he said with a smile: "Why should you be angry, fellow Taoist? It was the old Taoist's mistake before, and the old Taoist is willing to accept the punishment."

As he spoke, Yang Mei took out several dazzling spiritual treasures from his sleeves.

Looking at Immortal Yang Mei who was holding several spiritual treasures and politely apologizing outside the dojo, Ao Changsheng frowned slightly.

I don’t know if it’s because he is currently in a state of replacing Heaven’s heart with his own heart, so he is extremely sensitive.

He could clearly feel the malice overflowing from the heart of the Yangmei Immortal in front of him.

"Who is your fellow Taoist? I tell you to get out of here!" Ao Changsheng said without even looking at the spiritual treasures in Yang Mei's hands.

"Fellow Taoist, please calm down. Although these spiritual treasures are not precious, they are still rare in the ancient world... They can be regarded as an apology from the old Taoist."

Yang Mei said, sending several spiritual treasures in her hands to Ao Changsheng Dojo.

Ao Changsheng frowned and stopped the spiritual treasures directly.

"Don't you understand human language?"

Ao Changsheng's eyes were cold, and the power of the dojo around him was still ready to go.

In his perception, although Immortal Yang Mei had a warm smile on his face, he was full of malice.

This contrast made Ao Changsheng even more disgusted.

Perhaps because he completely understood Ao Changsheng's attitude, the kind smile on Yang Mei's face also disappeared, and she looked at Ao Changsheng coldly.

"The old Taoist is so kind in persuading me, why should my fellow Taoist be so unkind?"

"Perhaps fellow Taoists who have lived overseas for a long time don't know that in the last calamity, the competition between Hongjun and Luo Hu for the position of spokesperson of the way of heaven still had a winner. It will not take more than a million years at most for Hongjun to prove the way."

"With the method you are currently using to separate the world, fellow Taoist, even if it is concealed from Heaven and does not trigger heaven's punishment, the separation of heaven and earth is definitely something that Hongjun and Heaven will not allow."

Hearing the words of Immortal Yang Mei, Ao Changsheng's heart moved slightly.

Separate the world?

Referring to his retreat?

This was the first time he knew what his dojo looked like in the eyes of others, and he didn't expect it to look like this.

However, Hongjun will be enlightened in a million years?

This is big news.

Hongjun's sermon means that the Zixiao Palace sermon is about to begin.

This means that the prehistoric era of Daluo is about to enter the quasi-sage era, and... this era is the beginning of the Lich Tribulation!

"Retreat, you must retreat." Thinking of the witch calamity that would follow in the prehistoric history, Ao Changsheng felt urgent in his heart.

Seeing Ao Changsheng's slight pause, outside the dojo, Immortal Yang Mei thought that his words had an effect, so he continued to speak eloquently.

"When Hongjun attains enlightenment, fellow Taoists will be in danger!"

"How about taking advantage of Hongjun's lack of enlightenment at this time, you and I join forces to directly cut off the prehistoric world, and then work with the old Tao to control the cut off prehistoric world, and go to Chaos together."

"Isn't it wonderful!" Yang Mei said seductively.

Upon hearing the message from Immortal Yang Mei, Ao Changsheng was shocked by Immortal Yang Mei's ruthlessness.

Separate the wilderness?

Even Ao Changsheng, a young golden immortal monk, knows what this means.

Even if it is cut off in a small way, it will be a kind of harm to the ancient world.

If the volume of the prehistoric world cut off is too large, it will lead to the weakening of the prehistoric world, triggering a terrifying catastrophe in advance and causing the death of hundreds of millions of living beings.

For Honghuang, this is definitely an undying hatred!

"Evil!"

Ao Changsheng looked at the figure outside with cold eyes. Originally, he thought that the immortal Yang Mei outside was a true immortal, but he didn't expect that he was actually a big demon.

"System, choose to continue to retreat for a million years!"

Looking at the immortal Yang Mei who was still bewitching him with various words outside the Taoist temple, Ao Changsheng made a choice in his heart.

Although Ao Changsheng has the fighting power of a saint in the Taoist temple, fighting power is just fighting power after all.

In terms of realm, he is only a golden immortal cultivator after all, and he doesn't have any magical powers that are good at attacking.

If he wants to attack Yang Mei at this time, he must first get the magical power of the Candle Dragon Eye.

At the moment Ao Changsheng made the choice, a large number of magical secrets appeared in his mind.

Ao Changsheng's eyes turned black on the left and white on the right, which looked extremely weird.

At the same time, within the range of the Taoist temple of billions of miles, the strange phenomenon of alternating black and white and reversing day and night began to appear.

"Eye of the Candle Dragon."

Between black and white, a divine light suddenly burst out from Ao Changsheng's eyes, and shot directly at Yang Mei's figure outside the dojo.

Looking at the bursting black and white divine light, Yang Mei was not panicked. As early as when he began to persuade, or test Ao Changsheng.

He was ready to meet the attack at any time, or to attack.

"Daoyou, why are you doing this again!"

Yang Mei smiled, and his mind moved. The hollow willow Dharma image on his head appeared, and the space avenue around him directly appeared to cover the entire dojo of Ao Changsheng.

Prepare to capture Ao Changsheng directly.

Although he has not figured out the magical means of this billion-mile world.

But Yang Mei has used means to investigate many times during this period. No matter how he looks at it or how he investigates it, Ao Changsheng in front of him is just a little golden fairy dragon!

No matter how magical it is, no matter how powerful the means are, a little golden fairy little white dragon, what kind of storm can he, a Hunyuan Jinxian, stir up in his hands.