Zengmu Ansha has shallow water and a special location. There are no big waves on the sea all year round and it is not disturbed by typhoons.
Since Our Lady of Wuling built the Palace of the Holy Mother of Flowers here, she has even bulldozed the terrain and reorganized it. The floor for dozens of miles is paved with white jade, and it is even and smooth. Pearls are hung on the coral trees. Lamp, bright day and night.
Walking on the bottom of the sea, looking up, the blue water and the sky merge into one, like a crystal with no end in sight.
When Grandma Styx brought people here, they saw that the entire territory of the Notre Dame Palace was covered with white silk, and there were weeping everywhere, ghosts crying and wolves howling, and the mood was gloomy.
Many holes were drilled in all directions, leading to the black oil and water veins underground.
The sky above the cave is covered with crystals, and the black oil is guided out and burns fiercely in the crystal cover. There are many monsters nearby, blowing out evil winds, penetrating the crystals, and fueling the combustion of the black oil.
Mage Yinguang took a casual glance and saw that in the black oil fire, there were many gold, silver, pearls, jade, carriages and costumes, and swords and guqins burning, and they were all fine magic weapons.
Even if it is held in the hands of ordinary Pure Land Immortals, it suits their status and is not embarrassing at all.
Now those magic weapons were burned to the point of cracking aura, and were gradually incinerated in the demonic wind and fierce fire.
The authentic disciples and high-level masters of the Kunlun Sect can be said to be extremely wealthy and extravagant. However, even if the Kunlun Monk of Reclining Buddha dies, it is impossible to burn him He was buried with so many magical artifacts.
Master Yinguang secretly regretted it, but was also shocked by his wealth and generosity.
The maids in the palace had already come out to visit Grandma Styx, saying that the Holy Mother was sad, and invited them to sit outside to drink tea for a while.
In a few words, he also mentioned the current situation of the Notre Dame Palace.
It turned out that it was the iron-backed horned dragon, the prince of the Notre Dame Palace, who was killed by people from the Emei sect in a sneak attack. He has been inactive for one hundred and eight days.
If nothing else goes wrong, he will be buried today, so he will burn all kinds of magical objects that the Crown Prince Qiu Long loved during his lifetime, and view the used items as a sign of mourning. There are also some old things that will be buried with him when the time comes. The prince was buried together.
"Speaking of which, grandma, I still don't know with whom the Holy Mother gave birth to such a horned dragon prince..."
Grandma Styx was sitting in the tea pavilion, looking around, wondering what she was thinking. Something, whispered softly.
“It seems that ever since I heard about the existence of such a horned dragon prince, I have only heard about how favored he is and how arrogant and domineering he is. What is it about him that deserves the Holy Mother’s favor?”
Yinguang The Master observes his nose with his eyes, and his nose with his heart, and dare not say anything.
Our Lady of Wuling doesn’t mention it herself, so even if he is an authentic member of the Kunlun Sect, it’s hard to talk about it.
After waiting for a period of time, another maid finally came out to invite someone inside the mourning hall of the Notre Dame Palace.
Grandma Styx's face was calm, and she walked quickly to the mourning hall of the Notre Dame Palace, her mourning voice gentle, like an oriole weeping blood.
"Old sister, I haven't come to visit you for so many years, but you don't know that your good nephew was killed by those thieves from Emei!!"
"Hey, hey, I am really jealous of Yingcai. Ah! ”
< br>"Why didn't the old sister write to tell the younger sister? If I had known about this, I would have killed Emei long ago and fought with them desperately. I would give up my cultivation to get an explanation for the old sister!"< br>
Our Lady of Wuling looks like she is about forty, but has gray hair. She is wearing a black silk and green sash Bagua Taoist robe. Her hair is pulled up into a bun with a jade hairpin through the middle. At this time, her eyes are filled with tears, and she is holding hands with Grandma Styx. Stacked grip.
“My son died hastily, and I am heartbroken. For this period of time, I have been sitting in this mourning hall day and night. If my little sister hadn’t come to visit today, I might not have been able to calm down.”< br>
“The powerful people of Emei, Sooner or later, I will make them pay with their blood, but little sister, you must not act rashly. If it hurts you again, alas..."
Grandma Minghe offered three sticks of incense to Prince Qiu Long. The incense was in the sea water, and it was bright. It does not go out, but three dots of green smoke penetrate directly to the sea and into the sky.
After she paid her respects, she carried Our Lady of Wuling around to the sapphire cloud bed in the side hall of the mourning hall, and sat down together.
The two great demons told each other about their old friendship, and then Grandma Styx got down to business.
"Today's world is really troubled. I am a kind-hearted person who wholeheartedly pursues the truth, but for some reason, I am always bullied by others."
"Old sister doesn't know something. The former acting head of Kunlun Zongzong The Kunlun monk who taught the Reclining Buddha was also killed."
"Although Na Helianpeng devoted himself to seeking the Dharma, he remained in prison for many years. , when he heard the news, he couldn't help but shed tears. He did not hesitate to use the favor of the past and begged me to go to the Central Plains to avenge him as the acting headmaster of Kunlun."
"But wait until I go to the Central Plains. , only to find that the murderer was only a hair as thin as silk and as light as snake's breath from surviving the three disasters. ”
"It's not difficult to defeat him, but it's hard to kill him. Therefore, I came here to ask my elder sister for three thousand secret demons of the sky, sealing the void, destroying his Yuan Gong, splitting the sky and scattering them to protect the people. ”
< br>The expression of Our Lady of Wuling changed slightly: "There is such a person in the Central Plains again. Shaolin's Zen heart is not eternal, he is just trying to gain fame, Wudang is in decline, and his talents are withered. Is this person from Emei or the Magic Mountain?"
"The origin of this person is difficult to say."
Grandma Minghe said, "But there are descendants of Wudang around him, as well as the little girl Long Yunfeng of the Magic Mountain Sect."
"Emei We have a deep friendship with Wudang, and it will never be wrong to regard him as a comrade in Emei. Please lend me the treasure, and I will kill him, just to vent my anger on my nephew."
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There were no tears in the eyes of Wuling Holy Mother at this time, and she said in a deep voice: "Little sister, I'm afraid that I don't know something. The Emei thieves killed my beloved son and instigated the sea monsters to rebel. Now my Kong Shenzi has been dispatched, together with my disciples and my Bafang The tribesmen strangled everyone to put down the rebellion."
"Given the vastness of the South China Sea, let me kiss you. The army cannot be razed in a short period of time. If I lend you the Kong God Son in a hurry, I am afraid that the situation elsewhere will change and some of my tribe will be lost. "
The South China Sea is the largest ocean in the world. The maximum width from north to south reaches 32,000 miles, the longest east to west reaches 38,000 miles, and the average depth is more than 1,000 feet.
The deepest point reaches more than 3,300 feet. If converted, the depth can reach more than 20 miles.
In ordinary people's mouth, Zengmu Ansha is located in the extreme south of the South China Sea, but in the eyes of practitioners, it is just in the northern part of this huge South China Sea.
Although there are not many more immortal-level masters in the sea than on land, the intensity of internal fighting in the past thousands of years is far less intense than that of the human race on land.
So the foundation accumulated over the past generations has its merits.
If Our Lady of Wuling wants to attack their ancestral land, she will naturally have to spread it out in an all-round way and divide her forces to contain them. Otherwise, whether they join forces or try to escape, there will always be too many delays and unpredictable variables.
"The old sister despises the younger sister."
Grandma Minghe silently sensed the water of the Yellow Spring on the other side of Daba Mountain, and noticed that Su Hanshan was still entangled with it, she felt relieved and said, " I’m not in a hurry to borrow it now, I can afford to wait for a few days.”
"In just these few days, I am willing to join hands with my elder sister to attack and take down all the hardest bones. When the momentum is built up, I can borrow Kong Shenzi. It shouldn't be too difficult for my elder sister, right?" br>
Our Lady of Wuling turned her eyes and said decisively: "Okay!"
"My son's death period has passed. Now that I have emerged from grief, it's time to show off my talents."
She walked towards the mourning hall, raised her hand and pointed, The floor of the mourning hall suddenly sunk, and a dark cave with gurgling turbid water appeared.
The coffin of Prince Qiu Long fell into a deep cave and was quickly buried.
"Without further delay, let's start taking action now."
After hearing this, Grandma Styx stood up happily.
But before leaving the mourning hall, the curious thought emerged in her heart again.
Who exactly is the father of the Iron-backed Horned Dragon? There are many people in the world who want to know, but very few have the courage to find out.
Even if we don’t mention Our Lady of Wuling, it was not easy for outsiders to detect the bloodline of this iron-backed horned dragon when he was alive. Now that he is dead and his mental cultivation has dissipated, it is easier to find the remaining bloodline. Probe.
Grandma Styx looked back. In one glance, she had already stirred up the illusory thoughts of Styx. She went deep into the cave, appeared in the coffin out of thin air, and quietly detected it using the most secretive method.
However, as soon as the illusory thought of the underworld appeared, Grandma Styx's heart skipped a beat.
That coffin...
There is nothing in that coffin!
There is only a feeling of ruthlessness and ruthlessness, precision to the extreme, the skin, flesh and bones, skull, brain, organs, origin of blood, emotions and desires, residual thoughts, separated and stripped layer by layer.
People in the world boast that the heart of heaven is not high, but the heart of man is the highest.
The complex changes in people's emotions and thoughts are indeed something that is extremely difficult to separate clearly. The bloodline of living beings in the world also comes from the evolution and interference of all things, and the accumulated redundant traces are also countless.
It is not difficult to completely deprive the bloodline, and it is even easier to intercept the soul, but it is simply impossible to separate it so thoroughly.
No, it’s not like segmentation and deprivation, but like analysis and recycling.
This iron-backed horned dragon seemed not to be a naturally born creature from the ignorance of all things, but a carefully crafted character.
After the death of the horned dragon, Our Lady of Wuling claimed to be heartbroken, but she was not in a hurry to take revenge. Instead, she sat in the mourning hall for one hundred and eight days. What on earth was she doing during this time?
Grandma Styx faintly noticed that the coffin began to sink into the other coffins.
Beyond the coffins, there are coffins, and those coffins are moving as Our Lady of Wuling gets up and is about to leave.
Grandma Styx didn’t say anything, and cut off the connection with the illusive thoughts of Huangquan.
She sensed that there was extremely mysterious magic power running in those coffins, which was probably the true fundamental method of Our Lady of Wuling, a great method to hide it.
But she resisted the thought and did not pry.
If something like that were spied on, it would be hard to say whether there would be such a scene of deep sisterly love.
"The River Styx..."
Our Lady of Wuling suddenly paused and said in a distant tone, "It has been three hundred years since the birth of the Horned Dragon. I am really sad about his death. It also aroused my other sentiments.”
"For example, the sisterly relationship between you and me, but after all, we practitioners have some secret skills that only we can enjoy, and we are never willing to share them."
She looked at Grandma Styx, “There are many monsters in the world, but a rotten dead tree is neither alive nor The object has not been worshiped, nor has it been made into a vessel. How did you give birth to spiritual wisdom, know how to practice, and become a great demon? I have never asked you about this secret. "
Grandma Styx. He looked at her, smiled softly, and turned to look outside the Notre Dame Palace.
"The idiot in the sea dares to go against my sister. He is really desperate. Let's leave quickly. My little sister can't wait to start killing people!"
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"Okay, okay!"
Outside the ancestral land of the shark clan, Bai Yizi tried to open his mouth and said a few words. Sure enough, no more essence, blood, and vitality was lost, and he was overjoyed.
"Good brother, your method is really good. This is the first time I have seen someone who can feed his thoughts as medicine to others!"
Su Hanshan's telepathy is not directly derived from the soul. The output relies on the inert vitality mobilized by the golden elixir, which is extremely delicate and low-burden in nature. Then, after being crushed by the Xuantai vitality and transformed by the Little Five Elements Creativity, it can smoothly heal people in this way.
The true meaning of "The Thousand Character Essay" displayed by Fan Zhongyan just serves as the last step to purify the efficacy of the medicine.
Otherwise, just like Lei Yuzhu's operation of the formation, the soul's true magnet transformed can only be worn outside the soul like armor, or at least it can be regarded as tiger and wolf medicine, and cannot be used to recuperate seriously injured people.
“Although I restored your mental strength and prevented the injury from worsening, your injury is not completely healed.”
When Su Hanshan healed his injury, the other party was still a little tired at first. He was alert, but he had already let go, allowing Su Hanshan's telepathy to touch his soul.
For Su Hanshan, this was the first time he had such an opportunity, and he noticed some subtleties.
The wounds left by Yuanshen masters during battles may generally have the characteristic of wearing down one's state of mind.
It's like a person who has practiced calligraphy millions of times and has a deep meaning in his pen. After being chopped off, although he has taken the magic medicine and recovered from the injury, the strength of holding the pen is still there, but the feeling is not right and he needs to practice again. .
Ouyang Chun's Memory Knife is only randomly inserted into the enemy's memory. It cannot accurately select the target and cut off other people's martial arts realm.
As for the Demon-Conquering Martial Arts, after practicing it to a level equivalent to that of the Divine Mansion, even if you don’t specifically work in that direction, you can still have such magical powers. It is really mysterious and indescribable.
"As long as the injury is gone, I will soon be able to understand that feeling again."
Bai Yizi was full of confidence, and suddenly he turned upside down, full of energy and beaming with joy.
It seems that he is really a teenager, and his mentality is younger than his appearance.
"By the way, why do you have the aura of the Golden Lantern of Land and Sea on you?"
Bai Yizi approached Su Hanshan, suddenly lowered his waist, and stared at the index finger of Su Hanshan's right hand.
Others couldn't see it, but he could see it clearly. Inside the seemingly delicate halo of the finger, there were all extremely small devil faces, and there was some devilishness in them that made him feel quite familiar.
Su Hanshan raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and looked at his fingers.
This part of his body was once dismembered by Xia Suiliang's three-pointed two-edged sword, but now his body has been reshaped.
“You can see this?”
“No way, I have fought with Xia Suiliang too many times. Although this person has a bad character, his martial arts is indeed very good. If not When I was injured by Third Master Uncle, I might have entered a realm like mine, but later, Uncle Third Master was beaten severely because of this incident."
Bai Yizi straightened up and said, "It seems that you defeated him. Is this the magic that was taken away from his sword?"
< br>"I was ready to eat that knife, but I wasn't done yet."
Su Hanshan spoke concisely and to the point, "I have offended a lot of people. Grandma Styx came to the South China Sea to borrow treasures in order to kill me. She may join forces with Our Lady of Wuling."
"Our enemies have united, and of course we will too. Our goal for this alliance is to at least prevent Styx from defeating the Son of God's army. What about you?"
Bai Yizi said bluntly: "The Holy Mother of Wuling? Old Loach seems to want to occupy the spiritual cave of the sea and practice a treasure. After mastering it, he may be able to return to China and seek revenge on Emei. Our goal is the worst, to return the sea to a balance of power and to be able to check and balance with the Palace of the Holy Mother. The best thing to do is to kill this demon king who has been causing trouble for hundreds of years!"
The two looked at each other and felt very comfortable in their hearts.
Tao Fu'an almost didn't say anything, and between hesitation and hesitation, the two people had already decided on a frank alliance.
Bai Yizi was still cheerful. He turned around and patted the old beggar on the shoulder: "All the monsters of Liao Kingdom have gone to the sea. There is no need to worry about Shaolin for the time being. The old man has mastered the skills of stealing the sky and changing the day, and his body skills are ghostly, so he will go to Shaolin at full speed. , Invite eight famous monks to come to the sea to help with the martial arts."
Tao Fu'an opened his mouth. He has the status of an elder in Wudang. He is usually very showy. When he laughs and curses, he always gives some guidance to the younger generation. mean.
But when I met Bai Yizi, he was really ungrateful. Before I reported the identities of both families in detail and talked about their connections in the world, they began to allocate work.
"The situation in the sea is really vicious. Since you don't need the old beggar to treat your injuries, I really shouldn't delay any more."
Tao Fu'an sighed, and disappeared as soon as he stepped away. trace.
Su Hanshan looked at Lei Yuzhu: "You..."
Lei Yuzhu was indifferent and said: "I am very annoyed by being hunted for so long. Even if I can't kill the dragon head-on, I still have to beat the drum. ”
“Okay, Then help me deliver these spells to the locations marked on the ice crystals."
Su Hanshan agreed neatly, and sent the already memorized ice crystal plates together with a pile of gray ice in the shape of pills. The blue spell was handed over to Lei Yuzhu.
"Spell?"
Bai Yizi looked at it. Although he couldn't see the whole mystery, he could see some of its effectiveness. He said, "The spiritual acupoint is related to the continuation of the people in the sea. That old loach wants to occupy the root. It is evil, but we can't attack it." This idea.”
"It's not a spiritual acupoint. There are more thoughts than energy in the spiritual acupoint, and it's too stable. I'm planting a curse halfway through the Qi veins, and I want to take advantage of the flow of heaven and earth. It's natural. If I forcefully extract the spiritual acupoint, it will not be beautiful."
Strips of light floated in Su Hanshan’s palms , intertwined into a spell, and said, "Now I only have this legal body to travel, and it does not include the power of the soul to truly survive the two disasters of water and fire. It makes more sense to work separately and plant more spells to join forces with you."< br>
“You and I happened to go to those places In a troublesome place, while planting the curse, capture the God Son of Kong to save the siege.”
“The world is turning and time is running out. If you want to live happily, you must not slack off. I don’t think the Holy Mother of Wuling and others will be better than us. Slow! ”
(End of this chapter)