Chapter 647 Old Things
Mubaijun felt panicked and uneasy.
Not to mention him, the three demon kings and all the human tribes in the Shiwan Mountain Territory were also frightened by the vision in the sky.
Let’s talk about the endless rain of blood first.
Seven hundred years ago, the Celestial Demon Ancestor failed to ascend to immortality and fell. This happened once before. Everyone knew that it was the death of a top figure in the world of immortality.
Moreover, this happened again in seven hundred years.
Among the two remaining ancestors of the three demon clan, another one did not believe in evil and tried to ascend to immortality, but fell and failed.
The death of Taoist Overcoming Tribulation was nothing more than the sorrow of heaven and earth. Everyone couldn't help but cry bitterly. Apart from wasting their eyes and shedding some tears, at most some unlucky ghosts were practicing in seclusion, went crazy, vomited blood and were injured.
But it may not be a good thing if someone ascends to immortality.
Who knows which race the immortals belong to?
On the day when a person becomes an immortal, a golden gate appears in the void, and a green shadow ascends to the sky. Anyone with eyes can see it in the whole world by looking up.
It's just that due to the rules of the avenue, except for the monks who happen to be near the Dengxian Gate, outsiders cannot see clearly their appearance and race.
It's okay if it's a demon, but I'm afraid it's another race.
The demon clan is originally a ruling race. If some people become immortals and their continuous good fortune protects the clan members, it will only deepen their dominance and cannot change the world.
If it were other races, it would probably cause a big turmoil.
If you were a demon, if another race under your command had an immortal, and their power would increase greatly, wouldn't you suppress them?
Shiwandashan spent some time in this atmosphere of panic.
The nine-armed old monk complained to Mu Baijun all day long with a frown on his face.
Lu Ye had not misjudged his qualifications. After so many years of cultivating Shang Tianti, he absorbed the tree marrow crystal quenching after cultivating the Nascent Soul. His cultivation progressed even further, and he finally broke through to become a god under the protection of Lord Mubai.
It's just that he also made a breakthrough before the thousand-year deadline. He was severely injured when he passed through the heavenly tribulation, and he barely relied on his merits to survive. Therefore, his potential was limited to this point, and there was no hope of refining the virtual realm.
Outside the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there are now people ascending to immortality and overcoming the tribulation. The ancestor has fallen, and a big change has occurred. Of course, Shang Tianti is panicked, for fear that the huge waves will affect the mountain.
The result is this day.
There is good news coming from a hundred thousand mountains away.
This immortal is none other than Lu Ye, the ancestor of the demon clan Sleeping Immortal, Turtle Immortal, whom Lu Ye has never met before.
The Turtle Immortal pretended to be an immortal and became a real immortal. He actually ascended to the sky and was free and at ease.
Of course, the identity of the person who failed and fell to immortality that day was also known. He was the only Taoist ancestor of the demon clan.
A group of monsters were ecstatic and proud in the mountain.
Some demons even discussed it privately.
The three ancestors of the Demon Clan have fallen one after another in the past seven hundred years, while the Demon Clan has the Sleeping Immortal Ancestor who has become an immortal, and there is also a Tribulation-Transcending Dao Ancestor who has suppressed the fate of the clan.
It seems that the demon clan is in decline and our demon clan is on the rise.
The demon clan has become the ruler of the realm for ten thousand years. Maybe it is time for me, the demon clan, to take that position?
The old and new demon kings got together and held banquets for several days, and even sent many valuable gifts and drinks to the boundary pillar.
Mubai Jun stood there and listened briefly.
It seems that the leader of this territory, the Green Ape Demon Emperor, is a direct disciple of the Sleeping Immortal Ancestor, and is an old acquaintance with the Three Demon Emperors. Maybe they want to achieve enlightenment and each of them can take advantage of it, right?
It's just that Qing Yuan is obviously a calamity cultivator, how could he be a disciple of the Sleeping Immortal?
If he were a direct disciple of the Sleeping Immortal, how could he be short of those three melons and two dates to engage in robbing cultivators and rob the demon emperors' treasury?
Mubaijun couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.
Just looking at Lao Shang's gray hair falling out in handfuls due to worry, and the wrinkles on his face getting more wrinkled than the tree rings on Mu Baijun's body in a few days, his mantra is that trouble will bring trouble.
really.
Only half a month later, something bad happened.
The demon tribe gave birth to immortals, and now there is still one ancestor who has overcome the tribulation, Kunpeng, who is in charge of the fate of the clan. However, the demon tribe has lost three ancestors who have overcome the tribulation in seven hundred years.
As the forces ebb and flow, the situation between the two sides becomes tense, forming a situation of mutual conflict and alert, and a war is almost imminent.
Now, regardless of whether the Demon Clan decides to rebel or not, the Demon Clan can no longer tolerate its existence, so they are busy sharpening their troops and sharpening their swords.
The demon monks were not fools either. They were on high alert and prepared for a fight, but the demon clan's first sword was directed at a fellow clan member.
Because the demon clan only has the upper hand among the top monks, compared to the Mahayana, Hedao, Lianxu and other high-level monks, the demon clan still holds the upper hand.
In addition, the demon clan has always been scattered and there are many mountains.
Therefore, if the two tribes want to win the decisive battle, the first thing the demon tribe needs to do is to integrate many mountains and form a rope.
Turtle Immortal, who has not yet become an immortal, and Kunpeng Ancestor have always been at odds with each other.
Now that he has successfully ascended, the contradiction is no longer there.
Ancestor Kunpeng then issued a decree, gathered the forces from the mountains, mobilized troops and generals, and prepared to invade the Great Central Continent eastward.
All the demon clans in Xihezhou have received recruitment orders.
Some of the demon clans were ordered to stay in their old nests and be responsible for guarding their homes.
Some demon clans were also recruited to go to Kunpeng City and become members of the Eastern Expedition Army. Of course, it was expected that the demon clans recruited into the team would suffer heavy casualties and would have a fierce battle with the demon clans.
The conscripts sent by Kunpeng Ancestor came to Shiwanda Mountain that day.
The names of the three demon emperors and their subordinates were clearly listed.
Not to mention them, even the master of the God-Transforming Demon Emperor behind them is also in the recruitment queue.
The Three Demon Emperors were in great distress.
They are just Nascent Soul cultivation, and on the battlefield where the two clans are fighting in a decisive battle, they are just high-level cannon fodder.
Everyone hopes that the demon tribe will dominate the world, but the premise is not to risk their own lives.
If all of them are gone, what difference does it make to them whether the demon clan or the demon clan takes over?
The old wild boar demon king is dead.
The White Tiger Demon King, who had turned into an old tigress, hurriedly got close to him, saying that he and the others had an old relationship with the ancestor of the Sleeping Fairy.
The Little Demon Saint Qingyuan, the direct disciple of the Sleeping Immortal Ancestor, is in charge of the territory in Shiwanda Mountain and is a good neighbor to everyone.
Look at the Buddha's face without looking at the monk's face.
The ancestor of the Sleeping Fairy became a true Sleeping Fairy.
With this kind of relationship, you can't arrest the close friends of the direct disciples of the Sleeping Immortal Ancestor and use them as cannon fodder, right?
In the end, it was okay if the Three Demon Emperors didn’t say anything.
The conscript was stunned upon hearing this.
Coincidentally, this envoy is not talented, but he is an outer disciple of the ancestor of Sleeping Immortal.
The ancestor had a premonition that he was about to attack the fairyland, so over the past few hundred years, his sect has accepted seventy-two inner sects and three hundred outer sect disciples from the Eight Great True Traditions, all of whom are crustacean monsters.
Such as turtles, turtles, shrimps, crabs, etc., where did the little demon saint Qing Yuan come from?
The three demon kings were shocked when they heard this. They ceded their territory to themselves for more than seven hundred years. It turned out that they had always been with the fake demon saint?
They asked for confirmation again and again, and the conscripts laughed. Seven hundred years ago, it was known that the ancestor of the Sleeping Immortal was still in seclusion, so how could he accept disciples?
The Three Demon Emperors were furious, angry that they had been fooled for hundreds of years and had ceded their territory to the people for fakes.
They cried and begged the conscript master to make the decision for them. There was only a group of lowly people gathering in the territory of the fake little demon saint, so it was no big deal.
But the fake had a wide circle of friends, and he hired a giant tree to stand outside the territory as a guard.
The Three Demon Emperors couldn't defeat the god-transforming wood, so they asked the envoy to come forward.
They also said that the fake government was very lax in governing the territory, and the lowly tribes multiplied and multiplied, and accumulated a lot of wealth. When the time comes, they are willing to give it to the envoy without taking any money.
The messenger laughed and promised, he happened to be a god.
According to the Three Demon Emperor's wishful thinking, as long as he restrained Lao Mu head-on and the three demons assisted him, he would be able to defeat him.
As for those lowly people, they are just accustomed to some superficial demonic arts, and they don't take them seriously at all.
As long as the old tree falls, aren't those lowly people just free to be slaughtered?
So what if you know some magic?
There are only a few golden elixir monks who hold up the sky.
Mubaijun sighed. "This is the information I learned after I captured the Barbarian Demon King and searched for his soul."
"They made a surprise attack when the incident happened."
"Fortunately, no one knows that I once escorted Shang Tianti out and protected him in the remote wilderness to become a god."
"As soon as we started, the two of us worked together to kill the messenger first, and then destroy the three demon kings."
"The old tigress and the wild bull were crushed into meat pies by me, and the wild boar demon emperor became the wronged soul of Shang Tianti."
"It's just that although we won, we also lost."
"The incident happened suddenly. We killed most of the three demon emperors' subordinates, but many demons escaped. The whole story was revealed."
Mubaijun looked helpless.
They can win once or twice.
But their enemy is the entire demon clan. If they kill the conscript, wouldn't that mean they have offended the Kunpeng ancestor?
The ancestor just moved his fingers, and countless demon masters would rush towards him.
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How many waves can Mubaijun and the others withstand?
If they lose once, they are all dead.
Shang Tianti discussed with Mu Baijun and decided to immediately relocate the human race in the territory.
How could a tribe of only 100,000 people be dispersed in such a short time?
And if they get together and run away, they will definitely be caught in one fell swoop.
Shang Tianti learned from the pain and decided to escape into teams of a thousand people, with several monks in each team.
And he organized hundreds of core disciples of the Lingyun Sect into a team, which was the flame of hope for the human race, headed by Jiayi.
Originally, Shang Linger was the most suitable leader of this team, but she wanted to follow Lao Shang, so she could only entrust Jiayi to find a way out for her people.
Shang Tianti knew that Mubaijun had made an agreement with Luye that in case of a life or death crisis, Mubaijun could leave on his own.
So he begged Mu Baijun to personally escort this group of immortal cultivation seeds away.
After that, Mubaijun escorted these hundreds of immortal cultivation seeds as promised, and headed east all the way. Half relying on luck and half relying on strength, after many hardships, he finally trekked here.
Only half of the human race immortal seedlings led by Jiayi were left.
"So..." Lu Ye frowned, "Senior Mu..."
"According to what you said, you don't know what happened to that senior Shang in the end?"
Mubaijun nodded and sighed.
"Yeah..."
"The nine-armed sword god is not a powerful figure among the god-transforming monks, but he is determined and dedicated to protecting his people."
"Although he is from the Familia clan, in my opinion, his perseverance and determination are much stronger than those of many demon clans."
"He insisted on evacuating with the Taoist companions and the largest group of people."
"You know, that group of people are all old, weak, sick and disabled, so they are the hardest to leave."
"If this is the case, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the couple to escape smoothly."
"I can only pray that they will have a safe journey..."
Mubaijun continued to talk a lot.
Perhaps he met his old disciple and brought up old things. He was very talkative today - he had taken root outside the territory of the human race for seven hundred years. He was treated like a god day and night, dressed in red and colorful, and witnessed countless births, old age, illness and death of the human race.
Unknowingly, Mu Baijun also fell in love with this fireworks atmosphere.
It is said that humans are not like grass and trees, how can they be infinite?
Mubaijun is like wood turned spirit, but he also has feelings. He just watches the human race's territory fall apart, wither and decline, and all the human races he protects fall one after another.
He was not good at words to begin with, and became increasingly silent.
Mu Baijun escorted the human race's seedlings to become immortals, but went in the opposite direction. When he arrived at the border of Central Continent, he was seriously injured himself, so he found a mountain range to settle down.
A few years later, Jia Yi led some Lingyun Sect disciples to say goodbye and disappeared without a trace. Mu Baijun could guess that many of them had returned to Shiwan Mountain to search for their relatives.
It's just that he led everyone to break through many obstacles and was seriously injured. Even if he wanted to help, he was powerless.
In addition, there are more than 200 seeds of human race cultivating immortals left in the mountains and slowly multiplying. In addition, there are refugees from outside the mountains to supplement the population. Therefore, over the past two thousand years, tribes of more than 1,000 people have gradually formed in the mountains.
"Is there a tribe in this mountain?" Lu Ye heard this with mixed emotions.
Is this the remnant of the serious Lingyun Sect?
The foundation created by his monk's ladder is still passed down to this day, but on the other hand, he feels sad for Lao Shang.
How could it be so easy to move the old and the weak surrounded by many powerful enemies?
Lu Ye himself was forced into the long river of time and space and jumped out of the ancient era, while Shang Tianti remained there, and Shang became an old Shang from a young age. Lu Ye couldn't bear to think about the ending.
Maybe there was a slim chance that he could escape.
"Good nephew..." Mubaijun seemed to have remembered something. He patted his chest, and his chest split open, and a drop of clear crystal flew out. There was a drop of pale golden blood sealed in it, rolling around.
"This is a drop of blood that Shang Tianti left for me when he evacuated."
"He firmly believes that one day, an old friend will visit and get this drop of blood essence from me."
"He said that after hearing about the holy realm of Mahayana, the holy one can be reborn with a drop of blood."
"Perhaps, when the old friend reaches the realm of transcending tribulation and becomes an immortal, we can use the magic power to summon him back from the long river of time and space, so that we can meet again."
"Even if you can't, this drop of essence and blood can still be used as a thought."
Mubaijun sighed as he spoke...
Talking about rebirth is almost a fantasy.
The Mahayana Holy Saint's blood rebirth is applied to one's own body. It has never been heard that this rule of magic can be applied to outsiders.
Lu Ye stretched out his hand and took the sealing crystal. He looked at the blood essence inside and was slightly startled.
This is Lao Shang's last relic in the world.
Now the demon clan has ruled the earth for two thousand years. Even if he was lucky enough to escape the demon clan's pursuit back then, his qualifications could not break through to the Void Refining Saint, and he would not survive the two thousand years, and he should have died long ago.
It is extremely difficult to be reborn with a drop of blood, and one needs to cultivate to the Mahayana realm.
It is even more difficult to regenerate someone else's blood.
Don’t you see that the manifested saint in the long river of time and space cannot bring his dead wife back to life, and can only be a puppet who sees things and misses others?
Lu Ye put away the crystal and watched the sealed essence and blood rolling inside. Because of the proper arrangement, this drop of essence and blood was still active even after two thousand years.
"Lao Shang..." he sighed in his heart, with thousands of thoughts rolling around, "I didn't deserter..."
"We meet again!"
"Let's see how I rebuild our Lingyun Sect and promote the destiny of my human race."
"I will not let down our cause!"
Opposite him, Mubaijun stroked his long beard and started asking questions.
"My dear nephew, you have avoided disaster so far. What are your next plans?"
Lu Ye was shocked when he heard this. Knowing that the drama was coming, he hurriedly bowed.
"Junior, please ask Senior Mu, for the sake of my master, to allow the remnants of my Dragon Seizing Alliance to thrive in the forest."
Mubaijun was a little hesitant after hearing this.
"If it's just something else, that's fine, but the Red Tiger Demon Saint is a tigress and is famous for being petty."
"You have offended her. If I take you in, I am afraid that my Mu Junlin will never have peace in the future."
"You have seen my current situation. I was seriously injured when I was going through the heavenly tribulation, and my life span will not be more than a thousand years."
"I'm afraid that the tragic situation of the Hundred Thousand Mountain Human Race's territory being defeated will happen again."
(End of chapter)