"Gone?"
Xin Zhuo flew along the "miasma sea" and watched the four people heading to the exit of Yuanxu, feeling a little surprised for a moment.
He was preparing to use the "miasma sea" to fight these masters, but they left?
To be safe, he flew high in the sky again and waited for two full hours. When he was sure that the four of them had left, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
I remember that there were nineteen people in the Eternal Realm when I came here. I wonder how many of them are left now?
After pondering for a moment, he gave it up and escaped into the "miasma sea" again. He found a remote place and took out the bronze mirror captured from Ye Ruochen.
This mirror probably weighs 30,000 to 50,000 kilograms. The edge of the mirror is made of rusty bronze with ancient and unknown patterns engraved on it. The mirror surface is made of brass with some scratches from time.
He remembered that Ye Ruochen once used this object to resist his original power and the power of his original self, and it actually blocked it for a few breaths.
The "Power of the Beginning" can be said to be indestructible, but it is not truly invincible. Nothing can break it. For example, the Sword Emperor Yu of the Sword Immortal Dynasty in the Central Region was able to eliminate the Power of the Beginning. Corruption and Curse.
But this bronze mirror must be a treasure.
Don't know how to use it?
Thinking of this, just as he was about to control the power of Dao to invade, the mirror suddenly blurred, and a face appeared instead, with white beard and hair, a golden crown and jade, and a fairy-like Dao bone.
Mysterious grandpa?
This was Xin Zhuo’s first reaction.
But I saw the "old grandfather" suddenly said: "You are so courageous, you dare to kill my disciple and take my treasure."
Xin Zhuo was startled for a moment, and then he was shocked and threw the mirror away.
The "grandpa" in the flying mirror said again: "You have the ability to cross the border and kill Ye Ruochen. You must be very powerful. How can you be so cowardly? I am thousands of miles away from you." "Yao, can I kill you?"
Xin Zhuo's spiritual thoughts swept across the mirror and in all directions. After confirming that there was no danger, and thinking that he still had life-saving powers, he simply recalled the mirror, looked at the "grandpa" inside, and coughed lightly. A voice said: "Hello, what is your surname?"
The "grandpa" in the mirror had no expression on his face: "I am the Xigu of the East Palace!"
Xin Zhuo asked: " Cultivation? ”
The "grandpa" in the mirror said: "Martial arts is boundless!"
Xin Zhuo thought for a moment: "Just average!"
He is now full of quasi-emperor masters. After all, he knows the world At the most awesome level, it seems like everyone below has become average.
Of course, if you meet him in real life, it's a different matter. Wuya Realm is still an unstoppable boss who can't resist, and you have to avoid it. It's an existence that you can't afford to offend. But in the mirror, I think you are ordinary.
Xi Guzhe's old and smooth old face finally showed a change, not angry, but a smile: "Yes, it is indeed ordinary. Martial arts has no limit, but life has a limit, so you can live it with a limit." Wuya, who is extraordinary in this world?”
"I disagree!" Xin Zhuo said seriously: "I think your statement is too old-fashioned. Life is metabolized, and the past and the present are what mortals say. As monks, we have to remove dust from our chests and naturally camp in the hills and valleys. The goal is to cultivate and change in a short period of time, and there is no end in sight.
So, even if there is no limit, we must move towards a limit. Only when there is a limit. Reach the other shore, achieve transcendence, and attain enlightenment, Emperor Hunyuan!
If you don’t even have this confidence, how can you talk about practice? "
This is just nonsense. I miss him. I have been practicing for more than 800 years and have never been at peace. Now I am in a state of turmoil. When I meet a master from a safe distance, I want to talk to him for no reason.
The ancient Xi in the mirror has attained enlightenment.
Xin Zhuo asked: "By the way, what do you want to see me for?"
Xi Guzi stroked his beard and said: "Kill my disciple and take away my precious treasure!"
" Vulgar!"
Xin Zhuo retorted unceremoniously: "Essentially, there is no enmity between me and your disciples. It’s just that he was unwilling to lose to me and came to compete with me again. As a result, he accidentally died. It was really the result of a friendly competition. I wonder if seniors have heard of this? "
Xi? The ancient man was still obsessed with his strange remarks. When he heard the words, he frowned and said, "Come on!"
Xin Zhuo said: "You can die if you hear the Tao in the morning. I didn't kill Mr. Ye. He just died on his way to prove the Tao. His death was to prove his martial arts. He died peacefully and there was basically no pain." "Isn't this a blessing?" The ancient man spoke and added: "There is also this mirror. How can you say that I took it? I just inherited the treasure of a great fallen enlightened person. I will carry it around the world in the future. Do something great to comfort Mr. Ye and let him rest in peace! "
Xi Guzhe fell into a brief confusion and asked: "What big thing do you want to do?"
"Good question!"
Xin Zhuo said seriously: "I will gather all the martial arts techniques , magical powers, and weapons, recast the status of the great emperor in the human world, prove the Tao of Hunyuan, and eliminate all evils. All my people in the human world will have great freedom and freedom, live in the human world, and will not be oppressed by the gods and immortals, and live in an upright and upright manner. , live with dignity!”
Xigu's face suddenly became gloomy and disdainful, and he said in a deep voice: "It's just you?"
Xin Zhuo said in a deep voice: "You said the wrong thing again!"
Xigu The reporter was stunned: "I... ...What’s wrong?”
Xin Zhuo said: “It’s just me?” br>
Xin Zhuo said: "If you feel my grandiose aspirations and heaven-defying plans, you should surrender to me wholeheartedly and work with me to create glory. If you don't even have this determination, what's the difference between you and salted fish?"
"Salted fish..."
Xi Guzhe took a deep breath, his face turned cold, "I thought you were such a bitch..."
"I don't want you. I thought, I just thought, stand down, shameless old thief, Haoran common man."
Before Xin Zhuo blocked the other party from scolding, he exhaled and scolded first, and then summoned Wangyuejing to the Bronze Realm. Throw it in and quickly worship the spirit.
The old man in the mirror blinked and disappeared.
......
Countless thousands of miles away, Ziweiji Mountain is vast and ancient, stretching for 130,000 miles. On it, there are mythical beasts such as the Huanglong of the Endless Realm and Yingzhao flying over it, stretching for tens of thousands of miles. Under the auspicious clouds, there are ancient buildings with ups and downs and great charm.
Every building is full of the charm of martial arts from ancient times.
This is the East Palace!
The mountain gate archway at the front is in the shape of nine poles swallowing up the world. On it are carved the eight characters "If you don't realize the extreme way, you will become a martial artist!"
The dragons and phoenixes are dancing, with the momentum of swallowing up the world and destroying the earth. No casual warrior can look directly at it. .
The signature is actually the word "Taixu"!
There is only one person in the world who dares to be famous with these two words - Emperor Taixu!
Since ancient times, the human race, not counting the "Emperor Hengwu" in the unofficial history, is the fifth emperor in the ranking!
The East Palace is directly inherited from Emperor Taixu.
At this moment, deep in the misty palace, there were three hundred sword cultivators, fighting soaring into the sky, and holding swords in the eight wastelands. They seemed to be practicing some kind of terrifying swordsmanship.
Suddenly there was a tragic sound. Called disturbing——
“Shameless little Son, I am so angry! Pfft——"
The expressions of the three hundred sword cultivators suddenly changed and they suddenly fell. One of them, a tall and domineering young man, stepped in front of a palace and bowed: "Master Sir, what happened?”
"What's the matter, Senior Brother Xi?"
Five more majestic figures appeared in the distance, and they appeared in a flash. They were all old men and women with white hair and childish faces.
I saw an old man staggering out of the palace. He was originally an immortal, like a real immortal. Now his face was pale and he was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of old blood again, and his body trembled: "Angry Old man Sha, old man Qi Sha, when will the Jie Chong Yuanxu Divine Sacrifice be held?”
The tall young man cupped his hands and said, “Master, there are still two years and seven months, but ...Uncle Yuanqi Gui estimates that it may be earlier this year.” Brother Zhuo, come to see me, remember! You must live! I have to argue with this bitch, I can only live with him!" (End of this chapter) >