I came to this world to open the way

Fang Yan frowned slightly, and the breeze blew Li Fu away dozens of steps away.

Then he saluted again and said to Chen Yao: "Our Immortal Crane Temple only recently found out that the tiger demon escaped. How could we know that this beast would do such unreasonable things? Respecting the gods for the people and eliminating demons is the right way... ..."

After some explanations in the dialect, Chen Yao understood that the tiger demon was raised by the elder of Xianheguan, but the elder died in retreat, and the tiger demon also took the opportunity to break free from the bondage of the beast ring and escape.

And at the level of elders, no one cares about the retreat for a year or two. Unexpectedly, when something is wrong in the door, the elders have already sat down.

The tiger demon kept in captivity seemed to have escaped two years ago. With no one under control, how could the tiger demon not let itself go.

The dialect was explained like spring breeze and rain, and the attitude was also good. It seems that the tiger demon's harm can't be entirely blamed on them, Chen Yao thought in his heart.

As soon as the atmosphere eased, the two started chatting, and Chen Yao took the opportunity to learn a lot about immortality in this world.

For example, the southern states do not have a real top-notch sect, they are all independent, the most powerful nearby is the Qingxu sect, and more than half of Jingzhou's territory is theirs.

Chen Yao also heard the tentative meaning of the dialect, as if he cared a lot about whether he was related to the Qingxu sect. After getting a clear answer that it had nothing to do with it, the dialect seemed to relax.

"Zunshen, I don't know if he has the idea of ​​becoming a guardian of the law. With the support of the sect, the belief in Langling County can be owned by Zunshen." The dialect was talking, and the voice changed, and a suggestion was made.

Dharma protector general?Chen Yao sneered in his heart, this is one of the favorite things of the Immortal Dao Sect, to subdue those powerful ghosts like Ye Shen and his like, and make them become thugs of the sect.

The tiger demon that died in Chen Yao's hands was also of the same nature, but the tiger demon was privately owned, and generally would not erase its spiritual wisdom.

As far as Chen Yao knew, the guardians of the Dharma generally wanted to wipe out their minds, so that the sect could be driven with peace of mind.

The dialect may have guessed what Chen Yao was thinking, and explained: "If the god wants to join our crane temple, I can make a promise on behalf of the temple master, and keep the independent consciousness of the god."

"Master Fang, please don't mention it again. I'm used to being free and unrestrained, and I can't stand those restrictions." Chen Yao's voice cooled down, and he replied politely.

Although Yijun's beliefs are very tempting and can greatly improve his strength, Chen Yao knows in his heart that this is probably a cake drawn by dialect.

He doesn't know how many counties the Crane Temple occupies, but what is certain is that the power of belief in a county is not in their hands.

Will Dayu's Underground Dragon Court agree?Will the local government agree?So many big clans would agree?

Besides, the other Dharma protectors of their sect don't believe in it anymore?Giving it all to him is unrealistic.

What about retaining self-awareness? This does not mean that other control measures will not be imposed. It is certain that life and death are in his hands, otherwise the Crane Temple will not be at ease.

"That's a pity. It may not be convenient for gods to spread their beliefs in many places." The dialect seemed harmless to humans and animals, but every sentence he said hit Chen Yao's weakness.

Chen Yao's heart was full of killing intent, he glanced at Li Fu who was watching the play, and kept the two of them here together, could they buy some time?

But in a blink of an eye, Chen Yao gave up. He didn't know the size of the Crane Temple before it was time to completely tear his face, but the cultivation base in front of him was already good.

"If Immortal Master Fang has nothing else to do, please let me go. I have something to do." Chen Yao said in a businesslike tone.

As soon as these words came out, Li Fu became anxious, and quickly shouted to Fang Yan: "Master Immortal, don't let him pass, he must be looking for our ancestors."

Dialect didn't care about Li Fu's words, but he was a little annoyed at Chen Yao's softness and toughness, and his lack of face.

On the boundary of Langling County, there are still ghosts and gods who don't trust him with his crane view. Is it because he hasn't been out of the mountain for too long?

"It doesn't matter if the god doesn't want to, but I was entrusted by someone, so I have no choice but to stop him, please." Fang Yan stretched out his hand to ask for a fight.

He didn't really want to help the Li family, but he just took this opportunity to test the strength of the land god.

If the strength is strong, he can take the opportunity to get out of the way. If the strength is not enough, then there will be another guardian god at the mountain gate.

Chen Yao has a clear understanding of this, and it happens that he also wants to try the immortal power of this world. On the surface, this dialect is at the level of a mage, and his ninth rank is just right.

In the various practice systems of the Dayu Dynasty, the way of immortality is greater than the way of ghosts and ancestors. If it weren't for the way of humanity to restrict the way of immortality, then this Dayu might be a fairyland on earth.

In terms of system correspondence, Taoists, Taoist priests, mages, great mages, real people and imps, evil ghosts, grieving ghosts, fierce ghosts, ghost kings, little demons, demon soldiers, demon generals, big demons, and demon kings are all equivalent. strength.

But in reality, once the Immortal Dao reaches the Taoist level, its strength will surpass the cultivation system of the same level by a lot, so there are stories of Taoist priests walking in the rivers and lakes to subdue evil spirits from time to time.

When the immortal system reaches the mage, it is not impossible to save one's life under Li Gui's hands. The truth that the gap in strength becomes larger the further you go, is only reflected in fellow immortal cultivators.

The same level of Shinto also crushes the strength of other systems. Chen Yao himself has a deep understanding. After all, he can kill evil spirits from the ninth rank.

Before the ninth rank, he could kill the tiger demon who had just broken through the demon general. It was also easy for the ninth rank to beat a grieving ghost, but he didn't know what would happen to the mage.

So this fight against dialect is a rare opportunity for Chen Yao to verify the strength of the two immortals and gods, and it is best to defeat the opponent.

"Then I'm sorry, it's better to obey orders than to be respectful. The imperial order, drive away the thunder and strike the lightning!" Chen Yao started with his favorite thunder method.

At the ninth rank, Chen Yao's imperial edict supernatural powers became more powerful, and for a while, the sky thundered and dark clouds covered.

Dialect's heart is heavy. It's unreasonable that this god can travel in the daytime and use thunder.

This is still a body of ghosts and souls, the guardian god of his immortal way will be baptized with spiritual power every day, and his aura is not half as pure as that of the earth god.

"Lei Fa, okay, let's see which one is stronger and weaker, Shenlei or Xianlei!"

The dialect is full of heroism, more fearful than Lei Fata's immortal way, one after another Lei Jue flows out of his mouth: "Three thousand generals of five thunders, millions of thunder soldiers, the fire burns the four worlds, demons turn into dust, the emperor comes to the command, Can kill thousands of evil spirits..."

"Fall!" Chen Yao didn't care about any head-to-head encounters, and he shot when the preparation was in place.

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, the lightning flashed and the thunder roared, and it hit the dialect.

A look of horror flashed in Fang Yan's eyes. How could he cast spells so fast? Didn't he have to chant spells to guide Lei Fa?

However, he is also an elite of the inner sect of the Immortal Crane Temple, and he made a slight mistake in his footsteps, turning into an afterimage to avoid the bombardment of the divine thunder.

It was just a spell in his sleeve that turned into ashes, declaring the injustice in his heart.

"I follow the edict of the Nine Heavens to respond to Yuan's thunder and universalize Tianzun, and the Taishang Laojun is as urgent as a law." Dialect finally completed his guidance at this time, and his counterattack has arrived!