Chapter 124 Tianlinggen Xuankong Temple North Pole Palace
Yunmeng Terrace.
Tuoba Qingying sat on the edge of the railing, staring at the sea of clouds in the distance in a daze.
"Aunt, what are you thinking~"
Tuoba Lingyun came over, tilted her head and asked strangely.
Tuoba Qingying shook her head, nodded Tuoba Lingyun's little head and said: "Auntie is thinking, I just won't tell you."
"Hmph! Don't think I don't know."
Tuoba Lingyun raised her head and said: "You must want to run out and have a look, right? You have the same idea as me!"
"Yunmeng Island is too small, and our ancestors don't let us out. It's really boring to practice or practice every day!"
Tuoba Qingying didn't speak. She also knew that even if she didn't speak, the little guy at home would be able to talk a lot to himself.
"The ancestor said before that the spiritual energy suddenly revived and told us to seize the time to practice so that we can break through the bottleneck, but I have been in seclusion for more than a month and there is no breakthrough!"
"And Auntie, you have Tianlinggen, why haven't you made a breakthrough?"
"Who said I didn't make a breakthrough?"
Tuoba Qingying asked back, but what she got was Tuoba Lingyun's silly face.
"Auntie, you really made a breakthrough."
"Yeah."
Tuoba Qingying nodded, but still shook his head and said: "It's too far apart..."
"I heard my grandfather say that in the world of cultivation more than 3,000 years ago, Tianlinggen was the darling of heaven and earth. He entered the Tao in three months, in the middle of one year, in the late three years, and in five years he could enter the foundation-building realm."
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"Within ten years, there is hope for a golden elixir."
"It's a pity that I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. However, now that the path to immortality is cut off and the spiritual energy is tidal, I have been practicing for ten years before I can reach the seventh level of Qi training!"
"This..." Tuoba Qingying said with a bitter smile: "Can I still be called Tianlinggen?"
"You are already very powerful!"
Tuoba Lingyun shook Tuoba Qingying's arm vigorously and said excitedly: "Uncle Qingtong and Uncle Qingshan, they have been practicing for almost thirty years, are they not just in the middle stage of Qi training?"
"Auntie, you are already in the late stage of Qi training. Like several elders and grandfathers, they are great monks in the late stage of Qi training!"
Tuoba Qingying rolled her eyes at her and said: "You are in the late stage of Qi training, no matter what you call a great monk, you are not afraid of making people laugh."
"That's different!"
Tuoba Lingyun still said: "Three thousand years ago, the late stage of Qi training was nothing, but now it is a land of spiritual energy tides and extraordinary spirits!"
"In the entire Jue Ling Land, there are many monks in the late stage of Qi training who can be counted with both hands, and there are even fewer foundation builders."
"If a monk in the late stage of Qi training is not called a big monk, what is his name?"
Tuoba Qingying said helplessly: "Ah, yes, yes, you are right, in the later stage of Qi training... Great monk, cackle..."
The two girls immediately burst out laughing, their branches trembling wildly, but Tuoba Qingying soon recovered and looked at Yunhai in the distance:
"No matter what happens in this life, I, Tuoba Qingying, will enter the Nascent Soul stage to watch the great changes in the heaven and earth, the revival of spiritual energy, and the arrival of the prosperous age of cultivation!"
"Nascent Soul Stage!"
Tuoba Lingyun was startled by Tuoba Qingying's oath and said quickly: "Auntie, you are crazy. That is a great monk in the Nascent Soul stage. No one dares to think about it now."
"There is not even a golden elixir in the overseas cultivation world, and you have vowed to enter the Nascent Soul stage. This..."
Tuoba Qingying's eyes were bright and she said with great determination: "I am a Tianlinggen monk. More than three thousand years ago, the Nascent Soul bottleneck was nothing to a Tianlinggen monk."
"Since they can do it, I, Tuoba Qingying, can definitely do it too!"
"No matter what price I pay in this life, I, Tuoba Qingying, will enter the Nascent Soul stage!"
"Wandering to Beihai in the morning and Cangwu in the evening, this oath will be shared by heaven and earth!"
After saying that, Tuoba Qingying suddenly stood up and walked towards Yunmeng Terrace.
"Auntie, what are you doing!"
"I have broken through to the late stage of Qi training and reached the agreement with my grandfather."
Tuoba Qingying said as he walked: "After I have stabilized my realm and refined my natal magic weapon, I will apply to my grandfather for travel."
"I don't believe it. Yunmengze is the only place in the world that has spiritual energy."
"Since the spiritual energy has slightly recovered a few months ago, it proves that there is a large amount of spiritual energy somewhere, and I must find it."
"The first target... Dayu Capital City!!!"
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"Om!"
"Well!"
"Yeah!"
"Bah!"
"Mi!"
"Hum!"
The country of Uz.
Ancient Buddhism.
The low and hoarse Buddhist words, which contain a strong aura of majesty, came from the Hanging Temple, an ancient Buddhist temple that has endured for thousands of years.
The golden light condensed into Buddhist runes and slowly descended towards the ground.
But under the Hanging Temple, serfs were kneeling and worshiping each other. They were in ragged clothes, with yellow faces and skinny muscles, but with fanatical expressions.
They knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together, and roared fervently.
"I am Buddha..."
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The deep Buddhist music continued, and the pale golden Buddhist music continued to fall. They looked up with fanatical expressions.
Golden runes fluttered and landed on the brows of countless fanatical believers.
The next moment, these golden runes turned into blood-colored ferocious evil ghosts, fiercely pounced on the eyebrows of these believers, and soon disappeared into them.
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"..."
In the Xuankong Temple, the chanting voice became more urgent, and even the tone changed into another voice.
Like a mother whispering, or like raindrops falling from the sky, telling something.
In a trance, from a direction invisible to those fanatical believers, inexplicable bloody aura slowly poured out from their corpses, turned into a faint blood mist, and floated above the Hanging Temple.
It's like... watering a delicate lotus.
Hanging Temple, ancient Buddhist temple.
Here stands a strange Buddha statue. The front is bright with golden light, full of Buddha light, and solemn. The Buddha statue sits cross-legged and holds a lotus in his hand, which is extremely winding. But behind the Buddha statue, there is a ferocious Yaksha, with scales all over his body, a green face and fangs, an evil dragon on his feet, a Yaksha in his hand, and a baby in the other hand, which is extremely vicious.
"I am Buddha!"
"The memorial ceremony for the emergence of all living beings has ended. A total of 3,656 believers have emerged this time, which is enough to give my Buddha a layer of golden light and cover the snow-covered plateau for ten years!"
"Om Mani Padme!"
Several monks wearing bloody cassocks whispered to an old monk who was moving under them.
The old monk was very old and thin, as skinny as bones. His eye sockets were sunken, and his eyeballs had almost turned into two stones. They were extremely decayed.
He was also wearing a large red cassock, which was dotted with a large number of golden tassels. It was like a quilt covering his body, almost covering his entire body.
The hoarse voice came from his mouth, as if two pieces of rusty iron were rubbing against each other.
The heads of the monks kneeling in front of him were lowered to the ground.
"My Lord, here comes the decree..."
The old monk spoke word by word, as if he was draining his energy every time he spoke.
"Aura, ephemeral, resurgence, located in, east, country."
"Spiritual son, coming to the world, great struggle, the world..."
"Announcement, Lay Lord, Buddhist Army, Eastern Expedition, Search, Spiritual Son..."
"My Lord, watch."
"Om Mani Padme!"
"I obey my Lord's decree!"
Several monks knelt down and kowtowed again, their eyes extremely respectful.
A few days later, dozens of monks appeared from the Hanging Temple and ran quickly in all directions.
Their mission is to gather all the main soldiers who believe in the ancient religion and go all the way east to find the reincarnated spiritual son of our Buddha!
So as to continue to protect the ancient religion!
After receiving the message from the ancient master of Xuankong Temple, the Us Kingdom, Zhuba Kingdom, Puzong Kingdom and other countries immediately mobilized all their domestic troops to kill the surrounding neighboring countries.
Countries such as the Dayue Kingdom, the Ghost Kingdom, and the Gaoshan Kingdom are all within the scope of its invasion.
With the outbreak of the war of aggression, ancient Buddhist monks from the Xuankong Temple also appeared in the army.
With their help, the Buddhist allied forces achieved great victories one after another and were unstoppable.
at the same time.
Located on the snow-capped mountains in the far north, a snow-white Haidongqing flew past, leaving a sharp chirping sound in the air.
The blizzard was raging, but it could not stop Hai Dongqing's strong figure and wings, which soon landed on the shoulders of a figure covered in a white cloak.
"唳~!"
Haidongqing made a series of sharp chirping sounds, as if it was telling something.
The figure nodded slightly, turned quickly, and walked into a palace behind him.
The wind and snow were raging, and the palace plaque was faintly visible, with the three characters "Arctic Palace" written on it.
"Palace Master!"
The figure quickly walked towards the palace. The entire passage along the way was made of ice crystals, making people feel as if they were in the Crystal Palace.
The cloak on his body also fluttered, revealing the figure under the cloak, who turned out to be a beautiful girl about twenty years old.
Soon, she came to a huge ice crystal.
The ice crystals are shaped like pagodas, layer by layer.
In front of the pagoda, there was sitting an old woman with white hair and saggy skin, but an extremely strong evil spirit on her body.
"Palace Master!"
The girl knelt down in front of the old woman and said excitedly: "The spirit bird informed me that three of the previously opened Xuanbing Snow Lotuses have withered, and the remaining seven..."
"Click!"
Before she finished speaking, the armrest of the throne under the old woman's hand was broken by her.
"Hehehe, cough cough cough... cough cough..."
"Is this the revival of spiritual energy and the prosperous age of immortal cultivation that you have calculated?"
"Damn it!"
"Why should I wake up in advance? I should have continued to sleep for five thousand years! Damn it...!"
"Boom!"
Along with her roar, a violent blizzard suddenly rolled up around her, almost covering the entire passage.
On the ground and walls, layers of ice crystals spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon filled the entire passage.
"Palace Master..."
The woman kneeling on the ground said tremblingly, but the old woman had no intention of stopping.
"Now that I wake up, I will no longer be able to use the ten-thousand-year-old black ice to freeze. I can only die of old age during this period of spiritual energy tide!"
"Asshole!"
"Who asked you to wake me up!"
"Palace, Palace Master, ten Xuanbing Snow Lotus blooms will automatically wake up Senior Arctic Palace, Palace, Palace Master..."
"Boom!"
After a long tea time, the woman was almost frozen into an ice sculpture, and the old woman slowly stopped.
"Ten Xuanbing Snow Lotuses bloomed, hahaha... why are three more withered?"
"This is not spiritual energy recovery at all! But something else happened!"
"The birth of the ancient immortal mansion? The collision of the small worlds of Xumi? Or the collapse of a secret realm somewhere?"
"No matter what, find them! Only there can I continue to survive."
"Three years! Give you three years to wait! Send out your disciples and make sure to find the secret place for me!"
"Otherwise, everyone should be buried with me!"
"Yes! Yes, yes...Palace Master, my subordinates will do it now!"
The girl staggered up and ran out of the palace in a panic.
In the entire passage, only the old woman was left breathing heavily.
She slowly turned around and looked into the crystal tower behind her.
"Sisters, masters and uncles, why is it that I am the one who wakes up?"
Following her gaze, inside the ice crystal tower, there were actually frozen beauties one after another with their eyes closed and wearing palace clothes.
At a rough glance, there were at least twenty people!
These people are all monks who survived the chaos that followed the arrival of the spiritual energy tide in the North Pole Palace.
They used the method of stealing the sky to freeze themselves under the mysterious ice of ten thousand years, waiting for the spiritual energy to revive after ten thousand years, and the cultivation flourished.
Unfortunately, there is one person who wakes up early!
This chapter was reviewed and revised for a while.
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