Chapter 650 Fifty Years
Three thousand years passed.
The devil's appearance has changed drastically. He has dazzling white hair, wrinkles on his face, and a scar that stretches from his forehead to the corner of his mouth, dividing his face in half.
This scar was extremely deep and long, completely cutting open his nose. It emitted green fluorescence and was still devouring the surrounding flesh and blood, all thanks to its deep magic power.
The entire face was completely disfigured, only two eyes were still astonishingly bright, but there was a lot more gloom and calculation inside.
The follower Jianmo Baiyi ignored him, but sighed with emotion to return to his old place and hurriedly tried to please him.
"Sir, I don't know whether to say something or not."
"You are so valuable, why would you risk returning to your ancestral land yourself?"
"My clan just moved around several times and moved to several realms before we were able to escape the tracking of the demon clan."
"In the New Territory, you led your tribe to wipe out the Two-Wing Tribe. All the men were killed, and the women were left to mix with our tribe to cultivate the next generation of new demons."
"Everything has just begun. My lord, you have broken through to the peak of Mahayana. Maybe you will be able to step into the realm of transcending tribulation at some time and become an immortal and ancestor. You are the one with the highest level of cultivation in our clan. You are revered as the Demon Ancestor, and also the ancestor of our clan." ”
"It is too risky for you to return to your ancestral land in person. If something goes wrong in the process, the sky of our demon clan will collapse."
"What is so important in the place where the Sky Demon Ancestor fell?"
"Actually, this junior can also make a trip for you..."
After hearing this, Mo Bai raised the corner of his mouth slightly and was noncommittal.
He touched the scar on his face and said leisurely.
"So what if I reach the pinnacle of Mahayana cultivation? There is no hope of becoming an immortal..."
"In order to fight to the death to open a passage for the tribe."
"When I first became Mahayana, I fought against three masters of the same realm from the demon clan. This scar was left on my face and my Taoist foundation was damaged."
"Even if we have reached the pinnacle of the Mahayana realm now, we still know that there is no hope of surviving the tribulation, let alone ascending to immortality."
"Unless..."
His tone paused when he said this.
The followers around Mo Baiyi are in the Fusion Realm, and they are all big shots stamping their feet and trembling no matter where they are. Now that they are following him in a humble manner, they will praise him and let their words fall to the ground.
"Sir, unless something..."
Mo Baiyi looked at him with squinted eyes, half-smiling at the corner of his mouth.
"Unless... I can unite all the tribes into one Hunyuan Devouring Skill that I have newly learned."
"No one would have thought that the three Dao ancestors who had transcended the tribulation period would later die, and their bodies were all hidden in the secret room of my master's Cangqiong Demon Ancestor Baisui Mountain General Altar."
"Although they have fallen, they have been bathed in the Heavenly Tribulation of Immortal Thunder after all. Even if they die, their bodies are no longer mortals, but semi-immortals."
"Back then, my master had a bad premonition before he ascended to immortality. He was afraid that his failure in ascending to immortality would damage the fate of the demon clan. He made an agreement with the other two demon ancestors that if he died unfortunately, he would seal his body in a crystal so that it would not decay for ten thousand years. Bad, leave it to future generations.”
"It's hateful that God is jealous of talents. It's not just luck. The three Demon Ancestors have unparalleled cultivation and profound accumulation. They fell one after another. None of them became immortals. Instead, the Demon Clan gave birth to immortals."
"The demon clan's rebellion was too sudden. Our clan was defeated and retreated quickly. Although Dingkou withdrew a lot, the sealed crystal remains of the three ancestors are still left on Baisui Mountain."
"Baisui Mountain is now the dojo of the two Mahayana ancestors of the Monster Clan. I need to find a suitable opportunity to sneak in."
"As long as I take out the remains of the three semi-immortals from the secret chamber and refine and absorb the immortal nature in their bodies, I can reach the realm of overcoming tribulation, and even become immortal in one step."
"When the time comes, if I become an immortal, I will feed back all the luck I have gained to my clan and help our clan return to the supreme throne."
"How about my plan?"
Mo Baiyi smiled, narrowed his eyes and asked the follower Mo Xiu in the integration stage.
It turns out that the cultivation of the third ancestor of the Demon Clan had reached its peak, and they seemed to feel that the Demon Clan was no longer loved by heaven and earth, and their luck was declining.
The three ancestors were impatient, and after discussing with each other, they decided that when they had accumulated enough, they would try to ascend to immortality to help support the luck of the clan. As long as the luck of heaven and earth favors it, masters in the clan will naturally emerge in endlessly and prosper.
They are also afraid that if they fail to ascend to immortality, the situation will become worse.
So the three demons worked together to design the sealing crystal formation.
Even if the ascension to immortality fails, the monks in the Tribulation Stage will possess immortal nature under the Immortal Tribulation Heavenly Thunder. The transformation of the body into the immortal body is nothing more than an incomplete transformation, but it can also be called a semi-immortal.
The three demon ancestors worked hard for their clansmen and decided that if they failed to ascend to immortality, they would leave their semi-immortal body to future generations.
As long as future generations have reached the Mahayana or Tribulation Realm, they can try to devour and absorb the immortality in the immortal body. The accumulation of small amounts can increase the probability of becoming an immortal.
In fact, this is just one of the many backup plans of the three demon ancestors. According to the three people's guesses, even if they calculate the probability, at least one of the three demons will become an immortal. This plan should not be used.
But none of the three demons expected that the fate of heaven and earth would be transferred as soon as it was said to be transferred. The three of them ascended to immortality, but ended up falling one after another, with no one succeeding.
The ancestor of the Sleeping Immortal among the demon clan actually succeeded in one attempt.
The body-level follower Jianmo Baiyi asked him what his plan was, and of course he nodded eagerly.
“Very good, very good!”
"The Demon Ancestor's plan is perfect."
"As long as Lord Demon Ancestor becomes an immortal, our clan will definitely be able to counterattack the ancestral land and catch the demon clan by surprise."
Mo Bai shook his head.
"Although this plan is good, it may not come true."
"If you let people leak it in advance, you are just throwing yourself into a trap."
His voice was sharp, and his eyes flashed coldly as he stared at his followers.
"Do you think so?"
"How many benefits did the demon clan give you? Did they allow you to become the lord of the new world or help you achieve the Mahayana? Let you betray me and my clan?"
The fused follower was standing aside with a smile on his face, but Mo Baiyi suddenly revealed the secret in his heart.
His whole body was shaken, and he immediately jumped forward, turning into more than ten rays of light and escaping in all directions without any hesitation or sloppiness.
I saw that half of the more than ten escaping lights were clones, which looked exactly the same as his original mana aura.
Most of the remaining escaping lights are puppet bodies, incarnations, etc., but they should not be taken lightly.
Because when it reaches the combined state, its Nascent Soul body can completely survive without the main body. It may be attached to any clone, puppet, or even livestock and plants. As long as it can escape, it will be considered a serious injury and it will take a long time to adjust and rest. , there will be a chance for a comeback.
Mo Baiyi sneered and grabbed his fingers forward.
Black demonic energy gushed out crazily from the fingertips, forming an area of hundreds of feet in an instant. It came first and trapped many fleeing lights in it.
In the field, silver light shuttled back and forth, and I didn’t know what kind of spirit weapon it was.
The combined follower screamed in agony, and more than a dozen rays of light were destroyed one after another, but they were not his true form.
A figure rushed out of Mo Baiyi's realm, following the body of Zhenghe Fusion Realm, and a silver light flashed almost close to him.
He squirmed desperately.
There was a slight sneer.
The follower in the Fusion Realm screamed, and one of his legs was cut off from the root.
He covered the wound and did not dare to stop, and continued to fly forward. The blood and flesh on the broken leg surged, and a new thigh immediately grew out.
It is one of the magical powers mastered by monks in the Fusion Realm, which allows them to regenerate severed limbs.
He just ran forward a hundred feet, when suddenly the world shook, and four flesh-colored pillars rose up in front of him, pressing towards him.
The combined monk was shocked and looked around, only to see Mo Baiyi's face covering half of the sky.
Look at the Four Pillars Mountain again. What kind of mountains are they? They are clearly four fingers.
It turned out that he had never escaped from the palm of Mo Bai Yi from the beginning to the end. When he was escaping, Mo Bai Yi used his method to resemble heaven and earth, transformed into a giant, and merged with heaven and earth. Because the gap in cultivation was too great, this combined monk actually Not aware. Mo Bai closed his palms, and his body quickly shrunk to the size of a normal human. He held the small man in his palms, leaving only a pitiful little head outside the tiger's mouth.
"Spare your life... Demon Ancestor, spare your life..." The fused follower was frightened and kept begging for mercy.
Mo Bai tilted his head and sneered.
"My clan has moved several times in other worlds. Every time we have just established a foothold, the demon clan will come after us. I know there is a traitor among the senior officials."
"I didn't expect it to be you...my apprentice is dead, and you are half-servant, half-disciple. I originally wanted to pass on your mantle..."
"That's all...what are your last words?"
Mo Baiyi didn't even bother to ask why his followers had rebelled. The demon clan was gone. Many demon clan fought bloody battles to the end and sacrificed their lives for the clan. There were also many demon clan who became traitors and crawled at the feet of the demon clan.
His followers could not escape the temptation of fame and fortune, or they were captured while on a mission and were afraid of death and agreed to become internal agents. There are countless reasons for rebellion. Mo Baiyi's response is simple, that is, kill!
Seeing the cold and ruthless look on Mo Baiyi's face, the follower knew that he would not be spared. He hugged his body and contracted his four fingers. His bones and internal organs were shattered, and his sea of energy and consciousness collapsed.
The attendant cursed in despair.
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"Ah... you are a solitary man. In order to practice your Hunyuan Devouring Technique, how many direct bloodlines of demon nobles have you swallowed!"
"Destroying you and replacing me with someone else will only do a better job than you!"
"Do you really think our clan can't live without you? You madman..."
Click.
Mo Baiyi was unmoved, and with a strong squeeze of his fingers, he crushed his neck to pieces, then opened his mouth and swallowed him into his belly.
There was light in his mouth, and when he chewed a few times, a few gleams of light fell into his belly. His nose sprayed out, and thick turbid blood immediately spurted out.
"Hmph, such a poor cultivation level is really noisy."
Mo Baiyi chirped, seemingly dissatisfied, and in a blink of an eye he forgot about his follower's death.
"After dealing with this traitor, we returned to our ancestral home early."
"The demon clan cannot grasp my exact whereabouts, nor do they know the reason for my behavior."
"Hope everything goes well."
"The pair of demon Taoist couples, one is Kun and the other is Peng, are the descendants of the Kunpeng ancestor. They are not easy to get along with."
"Everything in the New Territories has been decided, I don't need to worry about it."
"I will lurk for the time being. I can afford to wait for several years, decades, or hundreds of years..."
"As long as one of the two Kunpeng demons is left alone, this is my chance..."
Mo Bai thought for a moment, took a step forward, crossed the mountains at his feet, and disappeared into the sky in a few steps.
He killed the traitors and left alone.
Soon the Demon Clan learned through secret channels that the inside line had been cut off, and the Demon Clan's ancestor Mo Baiyi returned to this world in person.
Suddenly, all the monsters felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and orders were passed down from top to bottom, requiring the monsters to strictly guard against the demons. This matter was the top priority.
Mo Baiyi is also very cruel.
He seemed to follow his whim and picked a few big demon cities. His true body descended and he used the magic of heaven and earth. He opened his mouth and swallowed up tens of thousands of immortals and mortals in the city, as well as livestock and birds.
In just a few years, the demon clan killed and injured many "young" geniuses. They died in Mo Bai's bite. There were dozens of true saints and hundreds of saints who were refining the void and were sucked away by it.
Mo Baiyi never fights or fights with demons of the same level. He will leave after wreaking havoc. The hinterland of the demons has been turned upside down, and everyone talks about the demon.
In the Red Tiger Demon Saint's Place, she has already gathered two demons, the Heavenly Pig Demon Saint and the Earthly Ox Demon Saint.
The three demon saints knew that the other party was most likely coming across the void near their territory, and there was no guarantee that one day they would have to return the same way.
If you look at them a few more times on the way back, they will be gone.
Therefore, the three demons became more and more cautious.
They were just practicing for a while. The characters who were destroyed in one breath in front of the Mahayana Ancestor were destined to be used as cannon fodder to provide early warning to the demon clan bosses behind them.
The three demon saints were worried. Isn't it good to be a good lord? Who wants to be cannon fodder if he is expected to live forever?
Therefore, they did not bother to trouble Mu Junlin, Lao Mumu, and practiced together all day long. It was rare for them to find peace in the territory.
In this way, there are no years in the mountains, and they all go to the streams.
Fifty years have passed by in a flash.
On this day, in the canyon.
I saw the spiritual fields spread out, and there were many more buildings than fifty years ago. At this time, there was smoke from the cooking pots, people were occasionally noisy in the village, cocks crowing and dogs barked, and it seemed much more prosperous than before.
Outside the village, there is a jungle that is surrounded by a separate circle. From the air, this jungle is distributed according to Bagua, and arrays are set up around it to absorb the rich spiritual energy in the jungle and further increase the concentration of spiritual energy in the jungle.
at this time.
Tree houses built on many trees in the jungle are a green version of a cave.
In the center of the jungle, there is a giant tree dozens of feet tall, with more than a dozen tree holes drilled from top to bottom in the trunk.
This is the place with the richest spiritual energy in the entire canyon, and is specially used for the cultivation of human monks above Nascent Soul.
Among them, there is a cave at the top.
Lu Ye woke up from seclusion and opened his eyes.
He let out a breath of turbid air, and the white air was like an arrow, spraying out for more than ten feet before slowly dissipating.
"After fifty years, I finally achieved the intermediate level of becoming a god."
"Thanks to me coming early and rebuilding the Lingyun Sect, I can inherit a huge amount of merit and help my cultivation to break through."
It turns out that Lu Ye came here to make arrangements for the Dragon Seizing Alliance to settle down, and he was busy for a few years. He personally took on the role of an elder and taught the skills to the Dragon Seizing Alliance and Lingyun Sect to eliminate the barriers between the two sides.
There is very little time left for self-cultivation every day.
However, he was pleasantly surprised to find that when he practiced the Rescue Bodhisattva Sutra, a massive amount of merit came from the sky. Except for a small number of people from the Seizing Dragon Alliance and the remnants of the Mu Junlin Lingyun Sect, most of the merit came from the void and had no idea where it came from.
Lu Ye guessed that it should have been accumulated over thousands of years when he, the monk Tianti, preached Dharma, preached, and established writings for the human race.
Originally, based on the above-mentioned major events, the amount of merit should be much greater than what he currently has.
But for thousands of years, others have disappeared, and most of the merits should have been lost. Fortunately, he arrived in time, and the Lingyun Sect still has remnants and has not disappeared in the long river of history. Otherwise, I am afraid that not much merit will be gained.
"It's not bad to be able to reach the intermediate level of God Transformation."
Lu Ye is not greedy, something is better than nothing.
For an ordinary monk, it would be almost impossible to break through the small realm of divine transformation in fifty years. He also took a huge advantage in this matter.
Lu Ye stood up and left the cave, flying down more than ten feet. There was another tree cave cave here, which was the second best place in the big tree.
"Brother Qianmian?"
He sent a message inside and called out a few times, but there was no response. However, from the perspective of the fish and dragon diagram, the Thousand-Faced Judge was clearly in the cave.
Lu Ye rolled his eyes and immediately changed his words.
"Brother Shang? Leader Shang?"
The Thousand-faced Judge in the cave immediately responded.
Luye was speechless...
The Judge with Thousand Faces has now truly become Shang Qianmian.
I don’t know that Shang Tianti has a spirit in heaven. Would you mind knowing that he has become the ancestor of the alliance leader?
(End of chapter)