Tprm 1265

 "A tiny Sanyang Guan, how dare you belittle me, today, I, Wu Ruofeng, will demolish this Daoist temple of yours to vent the hatred I have felt in my heart all this time!"


                Just then, an old voice came out, followed by. Bang, bang, bang.


                A few loud bangs.


                The Daoist priest of the Daoist temple was seen to be beaten in raw like a dead dog, and the door of the Daoist temple was smashed through.


                "To think that I have not been out of the mountain for nearly a thousand years, the great world, indeed, is full of talents, another Daoist realm of Daoist cultivation!"


                The old man smiled faintly and stood with his hands folded.


                His words had only just fallen.


                A hurricane wind was seen blowing, and Wu Ruofeng floated straight over.


                Only, the hurricane, when it reached a few metres in front of the old man, directly dissipated of its own accord.


                "Good Penning Thunder Sword God Wu Ruofeng, how dare you barge into my Sanyang Daoist Temple?"


                The Three Suns Daoist Nun was incomparably angry.


                At once, she was about to use her immortal weapon.


                "Hold on!"


                The old man raised his hand. He stopped Daoist Nun Sanyang.


                "Hehe, Penetrating Thunder Sword God, that's a good name, though. What is your virtue and ability to claim the title of Sword God?"


                The old man shook his head and laughed bitterly.


                "What are you?"


                Wu Ruofeng frowned, he was a wise man, from the old man's talk, and his somewhat illusory figure, it made him feel that the person in front of him was extraordinary.


                And out of thin air, it gave him a strong shocking force.


                The few people beside Daoist Aunt Sanyang also looked like they were not ordinary people.


                This made Wu Ruofeng's heart stutter.


                In the secular world, even a small Taoist temple was hiding a dragon and a tiger.


                Could it be that he had spent so much time in the Flame Cave enlightening the Seven Star Spell Formation that he really didn't understand the secular world anymore?


                "Bastard, Master is asking you!"


                Daoist Master Qinglong snorted coldly, and then struck out with a palm.


                A large hand seal came smashing directly towards Wu Ruofeng.


                The aura was strong, and looking at the cultivation level, it was by no means below his own.


                Panicking in his heart, Wu Ruofeng dodged.


                Boom!


                The hand seal fell down heavily.


                It struck a wall behind him, all in the shape of a hand seal.


                "Our Sanyang Guan has invited many friends from the cultivation world, Your Excellency, it seems that you are no longer among those invited, right?"


                Daoist Aunt Sanyang said coldly.


                "Not bad, I learned about this Moon Festival from the mouth of the Huashan Daoist School!"


                Wu Ruofeng spoke, unable to help but be polite for a few moments.


                "Oh, your cultivation level is not bad. Judging from the internal energy techniques you use, you were taught by the Penning Thunder Sword Sect, but you are obviously well enlightened. Touching some of the Heavenly Dao Spiritual Intent has caused your cultivation to rise greatly and become the Daoist realm!"


                The old man carried his hands behind his back and couldn't stop nodding his head with a smile.


                "Count on your eyesight, count me as Wu Ruofeng for offending you today, I will come back to make amends some other day, forgive me, farewell!"


                Finished speaking. Wu Ruofeng turned around and wanted to leave.


                "Stop!"


                Mr. Seven Poisons chased out.


                "Thunder Strike!"


                Unexpectedly, Wu Ruofeng did not want to leave at all, he pretended to leave, but in reality, he raised his Qi and luck. Turning back, he struck a powerful blow towards the crowd.


                The movement was so fast that the crowd had no time to react.


                Bang!


                But in the next instant, the old man was even faster.


                He gently waved his sleeve.


                One could see that the thunderous strike that had just been executed and the sword aura had only just formed, but it directly dissipated.


                "What?"


                Wu Ruofeng was astonished.


                There was actually someone, who was even more perverted than that person?


                "Since you're here, I'm afraid you want to leave. It's not that easy!"


                The old man laughed.


                "Demonic Shadow Split!"


                Wu Ruofeng tried to escape then, and used the technique of splitting his body.


                He saw a black light suddenly flash around himself.


                It hardened and merged his split bodies in one place.


                Immediately afterwards, a huge force smashed himself directly to the ground.


                The veins on Wu Ruofeng's forehead were on the verge of rising.


                His face showed fear as he looked nervously at the old man, "Old senior, I never thought your cultivation had reached this level, I, Wu Ruofeng, surrender!"


                "Hehe. You are very smart and, by the looks of it, have fantastic roots and bones, a rare piece of cultivation talent. How about this, you stay by my side and listen to my orders, and I will grant you a blessing to help you further your strength!"


                The old man said.


                "What you ...... you say is true?" Wu Ruofeng looked like he was dreaming.


                Especially wishing himself another step further in strength. This was full of temptation to Wu Ruofeng.


                "If you become a saint in the flesh, you can become a cultivator, and if you cultivate a Yuan Shen, you are in the Daoist realm, but the Yuan Shen, there are also true and false!"


                The old man stroked his beard and smiled.


                Daoist Green Dragon and the others immediately listened with respect.


                "What is true and false? There is still truth and falsity in the Yuan Shen?" Wu Ruofeng was prepared to feel helpless.


                "Of course, my eldest disciple, to put it mildly, is above you in cultivation, and if I were to say the realm, he is also above the Daoist, and is a true Yuan Shen."


                "You, on the other hand, are also a Daoist though. But you are a false Yuan Shen!"


                The old man said.


                "So that's how it is! I said, how come my cultivation level differs so much from that person's!" Wu Ruofeng said curiously.


                Actually, it was no wonder that Wu Ruofeng and the others did not understand this.


                After all, there were very few Daoist realms, and there were almost no such legends of those who had crossed over from the Daoist realm, into the Dao of Immortality.


                In the eyes of Wu Ruofeng and the others, the highest realm of cultivation was that of a Daoist.


                How could they know that. Within the Daoist realm, there was actually the term True Elemental Daoist and False Elemental Daoist.


                "Do you have a way to make me go further?" This was what Wu Ruofeng was most concerned about.


                "Oh, that's natural!"


                After saying that, he saw the old man raise his hand and draw a finger in the void.


                A black light instantly appeared in front of the old man.


                It then gave a violent push.


                With a whoosh, the black light directly drilled into Wu Ruofeng's body.


                "Boom!"


                Wu Ruofeng then felt as if his eight strange meridians were rapidly opening up, greeting the arrival of this power.


                Bang, bang, bang!


                Wu Ruofeng's tendons and bones exploded in general, filled with terrifying power.


                And then, it quickly flew away towards the air.


                "Master, you actually gave him a Demon Law Soul Power! Helped him shape his true essence out!"


                Daoist Master Qinglong said somewhat jealously.


                "Oh, don't worry. We are at a time when we need people, especially high achievers in the cultivation world like Wu Ruofeng Chen Ge, who are the ones we are pulling in!"


                "And Demon Luo Soul Power, to put it mildly, is just a magic treasure, Qing Long, you are originally demon cultivators, this Demon Luo Soul Power is given to you. On the contrary, it will be rejected by the same nature, while giving it to a Daoist like Wu Ruofeng, for one thing, both sides complement each other. At the same time, the Demon Law Soul Power will be more effective in a Daoist like him who possesses evil thoughts, making him do our bidding!"


                "Otherwise. The pain of me stripping the Demon Law Soul Force is something this person cannot endure!"


                The old man smiled coldly.


                "Master, my disciple understands!"


                Daoist Qinglong nodded his head and said.


                And not long after, Wu Ruofeng, who was straddling the heavens and the earth, flew around like a madman in the air, and finally, he landed in the courtyard of the Daoist temple.


                What was different from earlier was that his hair, which had originally been white, had actually turned black and purple.


                Between his eyebrows, there was even an additional black vertical stripe.


                It looked extraordinarily terrifying and bizarre.


                "I feel that my power is twice as much as it was before!"


                Wu Ruofeng looked at his change, where did he care whether he was a human or a demon, the increase in power had made him lose his nature, now he was afraid that he would no longer be afraid of that Chen Ge, right?


                He laughed loudly ......