"It's a joyful congratulation to Fellow Daoist Deng."
"I have made great progress over the years. If I have another three or five hundred years, I'm afraid I'll be able to refine myself."
>Inside the Yinxu Taoist temple.
Wang Bo sat cross-legged in the temporary cave specially prepared by Yin for him. Looking at Tao Bingji and Deng Yingjue in front of him, he couldn't help but nod.
Deng Yingjue's face was respectful:
"It's all because of your senior. Yin is quite polite to me. In addition to some of the cultivation supplies you left behind, he also provided a lot of them to me."
"You should feel grateful!" Tao Jianji also stood respectfully in front of Wang Ba and bowed: "If it weren't for the teacher's guidance, Jianji would probably have been trapped under the Nascent Soul in this life. No relief."
Wang Bo raised his hand gently and stopped Taobing with a smile and saluted:
"No need to do this. Everyone has their own fate in practicing. This is your opportunity, and I just happened to you."
"By the way, if you have the chance, please ask me about the Suhuo Realm... but there is one. Interests are incorporated into a great world."
As he spoke, he was slightly aware of it.
He understood the supreme true Buddha's Dharma of Buddhism very deeply.
Now, in the conversation, I unconsciously have a bit of Buddhist meaning.
I gave another tip now.
Taobian was born with a congenital god and demon in his previous life, but his understanding of Taoism was really ordinary.
But he had a great opportunity. He met a few great monks like Wang Ba who looked at the sea of the world. With careful guidance, he was able to enter the country so quickly that he was a few talented monks. It's hard to match.
When I heard that there was a great world that wanted to merge with the fire realm, Tao Jian was also surprised and happy.
He reincarnated many times in the Suhuo Realm, and his feelings for the Suhuo Realm are naturally different. The Suhuo Realm is destined to be silent in the near future. If there is a great world willing to accept it, this will be the Suhuo Realm. It was a good way out, so I nodded quickly.
"By the way, do you know where the Jingku is?" Wang Ba asked casually.
Tao Bing was a little confused:
"What is Jingku...?"
Wang Bo shook his head a little disappointed when he heard this:
When he heard this, he shook his head a little disappointed:
"It's okay, just ask."
Tao Bing has been reincarnated for too long, even before Jingku appeared.
It seems that there is no hope for Tao Bing to come into contact with Jingku.
But he was calm and calm on the other side, while Yin Tianzhi was worried and didn't know how to end.
Amid worries, there was a hint of unthinkable expectation.
Yin Tianzhi made up his mind secretly. If it fails, he simply left the ruins of the corpse and found another place to stay.
Time passed by little by little...
...
The 'fontanel' of the human-shaped continent of Zhangzi Ruins, the 'skull' is slightly cracked, countless Chaos source material poured into it.
So much deep in the fontanelle.
A dojo lies across the abyss between the skull and the parietal bones, allowing the surrounding chaotic source substance to continuously wash away.
On the dojo, two big characters are engraved: "Lao Wen."
This is one of the eleven major forces in Zhangshi Ruins. The Laowen School is located.
The depths of the temple at this moment.
A middle-aged Taoist with slightly white hair and a kind face sat cross-legged silently in a secret room. In front of him was a thing that looked like a horn. The horn was covered with the patterns of time and covered with It was filled with potholes, but it was quietly lying in the extremely luxurious treasure box.
Looking at this 'horn', the middle-aged Taoist sighed in a habit:
"The younger generation of disciples are unworthy. They hold the treasure of the ancestors, but they don't know how to control..."
Subconsciously stretched out his hand to caress the 'horn' and felt the warmth in his palm. However, apart from this, there was no other feeling. He sighed and gently covered the treasure box as if it had been countless times.
This is his habit. Before making many big decisions, he will come to the quiet room here to observe the treasures of the ancestors, and try to get some tips from the ancestors.
But this time, he did not get up as anxious as usual. Instead, his hands gently landed on the treasure box, his eyes slightly empty.
It seems like a murmuring, but it seems that he is unwilling to accept it: "It is obvious that the ancestors can ascend to the Mahayana and ascend to the upper realm, but why has no younger disciples been able to bear their kindness for so many years?" "Not mentioning Mahayana, even the late stage of the tribulation cultivator has never been there yet..." "Not only us, but even the entire Zhangzi Ruins, have not seen any transitions for many years. A monk in the late stage of the calamity? ”
"Why is this happening?"
"Is it inevitable, or is it just a coincidence?"
The Tribulation Realm is already the last threshold for the cultivator of the Realm Sea to ascension, and it is in every small realm It is even more difficult to improve the difficulty than the previous great realm.
In the ruins of Zhangzi, there are many people in the early stage of the tribulation, few people in the middle stage, but none of them in the late stage.
This situation has actually lasted for a long time.
There are many reasons why various schools check and balance each other. Once there are signs of a monk breaking through the later stage, it will often attract siege from other forces until the possibility of breakthrough is cut off.
But over the years, there was no such thing as a later period, and it still made him think a little more. "Can't... the Ruins of the Zhangzi can accommodate late-stage monks in the tribulation? So we can't break through?"
This thought arose, and the middle-aged Taoist couldn't help but tremble.
If this is the case, how should he crack it?
Leaving the Ruins of the Crown Corpse?
But after leaving here, where else can he and Lao Wen School go?
He couldn't help but feel a sincere confusion in his heart:
"What is this chapter of corpse ruin?"
"It looks like a world but not a world... But it can accommodate many monks here..."
He didn't know the answer, but this question actually reminded me of it from time to time since he entered the realm of tribulation.
But there has never been a clear answer.
I couldn't help but sigh again, and whispered to the treasure box in front of me: "Master, I hope that I can take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to complete it Things you have never accomplished before are unified into the entire Ruins of the Celestial Corpse, and then follow the footsteps of the ancestors and ascend to the Second Realm Sea..."
At this moment.
Outside the quiet room, a slightly rapid knock suddenly came.
This voice seemed to have suddenly pulled the middle-aged Taoist out of his own state. The confusion and worries on his face were also put away by him in an instant, and a touch of kindness appeared on his face again. Smile.
The treasure box in front of him disappeared quietly without realizing it.
Immediately, I looked outside the quiet room and whispered:
"What's wrong?"
Outside the quiet room, the boy under the door said anxiously: "The leader of the sect, it is Baiqu Yin family..."
The middle-aged Taoist was excited when he heard this name, but he didn't see any movement. The door of the quiet room was He opened his eyes immediately and said with a little expectation: "Are they willing to form an alliance?" The boy outside the quiet room stood outside the door, not daring to enter lightly, but quickly shook his head and said: >
"No, no..."
The middle-aged Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly, but the smile on his face suddenly became a little more sinister and cold:
"Did they refuse?"
The boy waved his hands repeatedly:
"No, no, it's outside! Baiqu Yin's enthronement sent a greeting outside the temple, saying that he would visit him in three days..." >
"Publicity? Three days later, visit us?"
The middle-aged Taoist was stunned, and the sinisterness and coldness on his face froze on his face, a little confused:
"Baiqu Yin's offering, Why visit us? "
"And just worship... If I remember correctly, Baiqu Yin does not have worship to overcome the tribulation realm, right?" "
The boy shook his head and said:
"Did you forget? More than three hundred years ago, Baiqu Yin recruited a priest who passed the tribulation, named Taiyi, but later it seemed that he was forced to leave by Lingyuan Mansion and Huankong Realm..."
Listen When the boy reminded him, the middle-aged Taoist browsed slightly, and then suddenly said: "Yes, it's true. This person came and left in a hurry. I don't have any impression of it, but this Taiyi worship..." br>
He hesitated for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and frowned and asked: "It should have nothing to do with the Taiyi Zhenren in Yuntian Realm, right?"
"It probably didn't."
The boy knew the whole story very well and said:
"The Taiyi worship of Baiqu Yin's family was born in Lingyuan Mansion, Huankong Realm, and Wanmo Palace. If the "Taiyi Zhenren" who appeared in Yuntian Realm was forced to leave, I am afraid that none of these three forces would survive. Such a person could defeat more than 20 Bodhisattvas in one person. How powerful is he? I want to come. He would not suffer such anger, and it was probably just a coincidence of the name."
Hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist nodded slightly, his face also felt a little relaxed, and he praised:
>"You have done a lot of homework."
The boy had no smile on his face and said annoyedly: "The Yin family's offerings were really a bit arrogant. He directly wrote a letter outside our temple, saying that it was a visit, but I'm afraid that the visitor was not good. If you are When I saw this, I must be as angry as me! "
When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he frowned slightly. After a glance, he saw a row of big words hanging outside the temple, with dragons flying and phoenix dancing, although there were only a few words. But he showed his majestic atmosphere, and he couldn't help reading it: "Three days later, visit us." The signature is only two words: Taiyi.
It is simple and powerful, full of unstoppable strength, but it is restrained but has a sharp edge.
"Good words, good cultivation!"
When seeing these characters, although they were preconceived and slightly hostile, the middle-aged Taoist still couldn't help but lit up his eyes.
He was one step away from the late stage of the tribulation, but he could vaguely see the hidden artistic conception and the extremely concise and concise flavor of rules under these few words.
Of course, after all, it is just a word that can be written from a distance, and the things that can be carried are limited, so there is nothing else to see.
Retracting his spiritual sense, frowned slightly:
"Yin Tianzhi is not a stupid person. He should be able to see who has more hope in the ruins of Zhangzi... and we are ready to take action against Yutang Mansion and Longcong Mansion At this time, what is the intention of him to let an intern who has already announced his escape from the Yin family and the Zhangzi Ruins? "
"Test? Or should I make a statement to other forces?"
He didn't quite understand what Yin Tianzhi's move was intended.
As I was thinking, several streams of light flew out of the temple one after another.
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The middle-aged Taoist was a little surprised, but the boy had already had the ability to fly up and caught all the streams of lights. His eyes quickly swept through the messages coming from the streams of lights, and his face changed. Then he looked up with astonishment: "Sect Master, Yin, Yin and the others also sent a message to the other eight families at the same time!"
"What?"
When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he was shocked and quickly grabbed the news and swept it over quickly, and then he became even more shocked:
"It's also three days later?"
"I found nine families at the same time..."
"What is the medicine sold in this Yin family?"
He was originally I also felt that the other party’s visit was actually a invitation to fight and was ready to deal with it.
But when he saw that the other party had sent a message with Jiujia at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
"Sect Master, what should I do now?"
The boy was a little worried:
"We have already agreed with Jin Shuibo to start. We are ready in the Wanmo Palace in the area. …”
The middle-aged Taoist looked slightly, and after thinking about it, he could not understand Yin Tianzhi's thoughts. He only felt that the other party's move was really inexplicable. He hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice:
"Speak to Jin Shuibo, let's wait first, anyway, in three or two days, it won't be delayed."
"Yes."
The boy immediately took the order and left.
The middle-aged Taoist looked at the hand of the hand outside the dojo that had not dissipated for a long time, and his brows frowned.
He always felt that he had made the key mistake somewhere, but for a moment, he couldn't grasp it clearly.
In the end, it fell on someone:
"Yin Tianzhi..."
...
The three-day period is coming in a blink of an eye.
Lingyuan Mansion.
The white-haired old man Fan Fenglei had a solid face and had already sat cross-legged outside the palace of Lingyuan Mansion.
Behind him are also many monks from the Lingyuan Palace, who have overcome tribulation and merged...
In the distant depths of the void, there are also hidden figures hidden quietly in it, peeking into this place. Come.
Unlike other forces, when receiving Taiyi’s prayer letter, Fan Fenglei was extremely confident that the other party must have come this time for the shame of Yixue being forced away by them.
He also remembered the deep hatred of the other party killing his own blood descendants.
But he was not disrespectful. More than three hundred years ago, the strength displayed by the other party was close to that of ordinary mid-stage monks in the tribulation. After using the Taoist treasure, it was even more difficult to understand the limit of their strength. He couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Now that the other party dares to come and visit, he probably has enough confidence.
What worried him the most was that the other party came with Yin Tianzhi and others. If two mid-stage cultivators passed the tribulation, it would be a bit difficult to rely on his Lingyuan Mansion alone.
Sensing the figure lurking in the void in the distance, his heart slightly calmed down.
In order to prevent it, he still invited the Fantasy Sky Realm.
In addition, there are some uninvited ‘guests’.
However, the arrival of these people was expected.
He also arranged some people to stare at other forces.
As soon as there is any movement, I will go there immediately. After all, no one knows who this Taiyi worshiper will go to first, but no one will miss the opportunity to find out the Yin family's background. "Did you pick nine companies in a row in a day? Humph, I'm too arrogant!"
Thinking of this, Fan Fenglei couldn't help but snorted coldly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
But as time goes by, no news came from the monks sent to the other eight families.
"Can you really start with my Lingyuan Mansion?"
Fan Fenglei's face was slightly dark.
And while waiting, flying boats finally slowly drove in the dark void.
Above the flying boat, the Baiqu Yin family's logo was hung.
The flying boat flew closer, and figures flew out silently.
Looking at this scene, whether it was Fan Fenglei or other figures hiding in the darkness, he felt inexplicably relieved.
I am not afraid of the opponent being powerful, but I am afraid that I can’t guess what the opponent has. Now that the appearance of Baiqu Yin clan is like opening a corner of the trump card.
The monks of various forces watching in the void were circulating in this moment, and the lights of teleportation arrays lit up in the distance...
And when a flying boat came down, a figure of a green robe came down. hour.
Fan Fenglei, who was guarding the Lingyuan Palace, finally turned cold, gritted his teeth, and paused:
"Tai, Yi!"
"It's really brave, I dare to come to my Lingyuan Mansion!"
Although he was determined to be the other party's style, he would not only not only do he not avenge this revenge It was him himself, and he could not explain to the monks in the mansion.
Yin Tianzhi, who then walked out of the flying boat, snorted coldly and asked: "Old Fan, is this how you welcome the guests?"
"Guest?"
Fan Fenglei snorted coldly, vaguely conscious of the aura coming from all around him. He was all powerful figures from all forces. He couldn't help but condensed his mind and his thoughts changed sharply.
The face was still covered with cold Su:
"He ruined my great-grandson's life! If he could bear my sword, I would be considered a guest!"
Yin Tianzhi sneered at him and was about to speak.
However, Wang Ba next to him said calmly: "There are not many swords, can three swords be used?" As soon as this statement came out, whether it was Fan Fenglei or hidden around. The waiting and watching forces were all stunned.
Fan Fenglei was particularly surprised. He just said casually, and did not expect the other party to agree. He just found someone to do something from his hair. At this moment, he saw that the other party had not thought about it and responded directly, and he was angry again. Another sudden admiration arises.
Yin Tianzhi's expression changed slightly, and he was about to dissuade him.
Fan Fenglei shouted: "Okay! Then that's the case! If you take the three swords, your grudge against you and me will be cancelled!" Before he finished speaking, Then he couldn't wait to use a sword!
The sword light merged into the Black Water Domain, condensed into one, as heavy as a river of heaven!
Amid the shimmering waves, it was like a big black river rushing towards me.
This sword seemed hasty, but whether it was Yin Tianzhi, Sang Kong, the master of the Illusion and Kong Realm, or the top cultivators of Cheng Lianzi who happened to come from a distance, they all looked solemn when they saw this sword. "Old Fan doesn't use swords often, but he didn't expect that he has this trick... Fellow Taoist Taiyi should avoid it carefully!" Yin Tianzhi's expression changed slightly, and he quickly sent a message to Wang Bo.
This sword is too thick and violent, far more than Fan Fenglei's past power. It is obviously accumulated for a long time, perfectly exerting the characteristics of the Black Waterway Domain's longer accumulation time and the more powerful it is. In the audience, I'm afraid no one dares to win over his attack.
Almost this sword was about to slash out, Fan Fenglei's face was calm, his sword fingers trembled slightly, and he tried his best, and another sword came across!
Everyone was solemn, even the middle-aged Taoist from Lao Wen Sect Cheng Zhengzi, and his eyes were also stern at this moment!
What everyone did not expect was that Fan Fenglei still refused to give up and wanted to cut out the third sword. Unfortunately, the sword light condensed to halfway, but it collapsed again, but it had already exceeded the limit. The limit of control of Fan Fenglei.
Even so, the two swords were slashed, and Cheng Lianzi and others could not help but look at Fan Fenglei with a hint of fear.
"Fellow Daoist Taiyi!"
When everyone was surprised by Fan Fenglei's move, Yin Tianzhi looked anxious.
Fan Fenglei slashed down with two swords, but Wang Bo did not dodge or avoid, and he never wanted to take action at all. He just stood there calmly.
It's too late to take action again.
But I saw two sword lights slashing silently!
Then it was like hitting the pillar of heaven, and infinite black water splashed out, rushing all the chaotic source substances around to the distance.
The figures around him also avoided them, not daring to get involved in the slightest.
The black water and white waves were rolling, but a figure in the green robe stood in the waves with his hands on his back, still standing still.
At this moment, the black water cleared the light and everything was silent!
Yin Tianzhi, Fan Fenglei, the master of Sangkong Realm, Cheng Lianzi and others in the distance, all lost their voices! (This chapter ends)