Chapter 167 Taiqing
The next moment, he felt that hundreds of Qilin consciousnesses that were deeply connected to him had completely dissipated.

These Qilin have one thing in common, that is, they are all guarding under the Zhuxian Formation.

"Damn it!"

At first Qilin's eyes widened.

He wanted to go back and see what was happening in the cave.

But I don’t want to disturb the Tongtian in front of me.

For a moment he was overwhelmed.

Afterwards, a huge spatial fluctuation came from the direction of Mount Buzhou.

"Damn it!"

Shi Qilin realized that the guy disguised as Lin Jiu had already left with the Zhuxian Formation Diagram.

There are only two people in this world who can hide their transformation skills from his bloodline perception.

They are the brother and sister Nuwa and Fuxi who have mastered the magical power of 72 transformations.

There was also the aura of the Twelfth-Rank Black Lotus of Destruction that he had sensed flash by before.

His thoughts moved a little, and he believed that Fuxi and his sister had joined forces with Shangqing and Luohou to plot against the precious treasures of his Qilin clan.

The next moment, he suddenly went crazy, emitting endless ferocity, the sun and the moon changed color, and the mountains and rivers shook.

What bore his fierce power was a green light in front of one's eyes.

"Shangqing, you stole my clan's treasure, so you should pay for it with your life first!"

He no longer controlled the aftermath of his magic power, and unleashed his divine might without restraint, only hoping to wipe out all the living beings before him.

The Qilins who had been worshipping in the surrounding area suddenly suffered an unexpected disaster and suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

Tongtian smiled. He naturally realized that the teleportation formation had been triggered.

The Zhuxian Formation Diagram was already in his pocket.

Without the lotus leaf he gave to Luohu to absorb his magic power, he would naturally be able to escape from the hands of the first Qilin.

No wonder!
He was outnumbered and had just used up more than half of his magic power.

If the First Qilin could let him escape, how useless would that be? How could he survive in the prehistoric world? As the most powerful of all creatures on land, he could stand on equal footing with the dragon and phoenix clans. He must not be able to deal with it easily.

He could only count on fellow Daoist Luohou to return to the cave through the teleportation formation.

The feeling of using teleportation is not pleasant.

Even if Yang Jian hid in the lotus incarnation.

All kinds of damage during the movement are borne by the lotus incarnation.

But his essence is still a mixed up whole body.

Wait until he comes to his senses.

Then I found that the scenery in front of me suddenly changed.

Green mountains, green waters, and the ethereal rhythm of Taoism.

Where is this place?

A hint of doubt flashed through Yang Jian's mind.

There were endless mountains and forests all around him, and he was now on top of a mountain.

There is no sea on all sides, it is obvious that this is not Jinao Island.

At this time, Tongtian had not yet founded Jiejiao, so he had not yet chosen Jin'ao Island as the place of practice.

Yang Jian soon got the answer.

On the top of the mountain behind him, a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram hung high, emitting endless Yin-Yang Taoist rhyme.

Under the Tai Chi diagram, a furnace was emitting wisps of green smoke and bursts of medicinal fragrance.

As far as he could see, he vaguely saw a stone tablet.

There are three characters "Laojun Mountain" inscribed on the stone tablet.

"Who are you, and why are you using Shangqing's teleportation technique?"

A divine thought suddenly came, carrying a strong sense of curiosity.

"and who are you!"

Yang Jian asked even though he knew the answer.

This is Laojun Mountain, the Taoist temple of Taishang Laojun. If the living beings here can directly call out the Taoist name Tongtian without any honorifics, who else could it be except Taishang Laojun!
But the answer surprised him a little.

"I am Yuqing." Yuqing?

Yang Jian was stunned when he heard this.

"Fellow Daoist, you have come from afar, could you please give me some information?"

An old man's voice, different from the previous one, sounded.

The next moment, Yang Jian felt a gentle pulling force, pulling him towards the top of the mountain.

He did not resist, and the scene before him changed instantly.

The shadow of the Tai Chi diagram that was originally on the top of the mountain suddenly grew larger in his eye sockets.

The tip of my nose smelled a strong medicinal aroma.

In front of me was an old man sitting on a cushion and a middle-aged Taoist priest.

Both of them looked over with smiles on their faces, waiting for the creature in front of them to answer their questions.

Yang Jian then threw out the Zhuxian Formation diagram wrapped in a green lotus leaf in his hand, and briefly explained his and Tongtian's plan to seize this item from the Shi Qilin.

Hear the words.

Taiqing narrowed his eyes and looked at the lotus incarnation, then his gaze turned to the green lotus leaf in his hand.

"It is indeed Yuqing's lotus leaf. The aura of the murderous substance inside is even stronger. It is an incredible treasure."

"What treasures are there? Can't you just practice peacefully? Why do you have to go out and cause trouble?" Yu Qing said with anger on her face. "Now you have offended Shi Qilin, you might be dead by now! He asked you to come back through the teleportation formation, he must want to use you to ask for help from us.

For so many years, we have always cleaned up this guy's butt. After this incident, I will never clean up this guy Shangqing's butt again."

As he stood up, he picked up the Sanbao Jade Ruyi that was beside him and, with a wave of his hand, a cloud of auspiciousness condensed.

Afterwards, the figure disappeared from the cushion and appeared in the auspicious cloud.

Yuqing said words of disdain, but his hands did not stop moving. The movements of taking out the weapon and flying into the sky were smooth and fluid, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

Afterwards, he was seen riding the Qingyun and crashing into the Tai Chi diagram on the top of the mountain, and the Tai Chi diagram disappeared along with it.

"Where are you from, fellow Taoist?"

Taiqing's voice suddenly sounded.

Yang Jian just came back to his senses.

He realized that Taiqing was trying to find out his background.

As for Taiqing Daode Tianzun, he had only heard of his name but never seen him.

At this time, Taiqing had not yet achieved the Dao, so he could still appear in the prehistoric world.

Yang Jian sensed that there was no Taoist aura around him. He looked like an ordinary and amiable Taoist priest, just like an ordinary mortal.

He knew that this was because his realm was not high enough. With the cultivation level of a lotus incarnation, it was difficult for him to see the full picture of the great Dao.

As for Taiqing's question, it is a very interesting one.

When he was talking about his plan with Tongtian, he had already said that he was Luohu.

But he still asked this question.

Yang Jian pondered how to respond and noticed that there was a hint of meaning in Taiqing's eyes.

Could it be that he saw through it?
But what can be seen!
"Of course it's Mount Xumi!"

Yang Jian responded by controlling the lotus incarnation.

The place where Luohou practiced Taoism was located in Mount Xumi in the west of the Honghuang Continent.

At that time, Mount Sumeru was not yet the Western Buddhist temple established by Jie Yin and Zhunti.

No one knows where these two guys are hiding.

"Fellow Daoist is not Luohou!"

Taiqing said suddenly.

“Yuqing and Shangqing have never seen Luohou, so they were deceived by the aura of the World-Destroying Black Lotus, but I, the old Taoist, have happened to have seen Luohou.

"Old Taoist, I also know that Luohou has a very bad relationship with Nuwa and Fuxi. It is absolutely impossible for him to learn Nuwa's 72 transformations. From your aura, I can see that you have some of the charm of Taoist Nuwa, and a hint of that guy Shangqing. Who are you? Where are you from?"

When he opened his mouth, Taiqing counted the people in front of him with his fingers, but found no one.

It seemed as if the creature before him was even more unpredictable than he was.

"What a wonder!"

(End of this chapter)