Chapter 292 The Seventh Sea, Assassination
The lowest layer is the "Ashura Layer", where many places are undeveloped areas, filled with vicious insects and dead spirits, and countless unknown dangers.
The Palace of Withering and Flourishing and the Prison of Gods were built on the Shura Layer.
The Tianli Hall is the first of the four halls. It is located at the northernmost end of the twenty-eight palaces in the mortal world. It is built against the mountain, with buildings stacked one layer on top of another, covering the entire mountain.
From afar, the layers of buildings and formations block the entire view, which is quite magnificent.
Most of the buildings here are relics of the ancient Bhagavata religion, with obvious Buddhist characteristics.
The patio leading to the Sacred Heart level is located on the top of the mountain.
The fourth son of God, Wang Shu, came to the Tianli Temple and bowed down to a stone statue with a snake head, dragon claws, phoenix wings, dog tail and a human body in the center of the empty temple.
"Reporting to the master, my brother's remaining soul has sensed his aura. The sword he holds must be the Divine Snow Sword."
"According to the information found by my disciples, Li Weiyi entered the underground immortal palace with Tang Wanzhou."
"I went to the Divine Prison and personally interrogated the prisoners who traveled with Tang Wanzhou. It turned out that Li Weiyi was taken away by the Southern Venerable. Now it is almost certain that the person who escaped into the Nanqing Palace is the Divine Hidden Man of the Jiuli Hidden Sect, Li Weiyi."
"I am very confused. Li Weiyi has been against the Divine Cult at every turn. At the Qianlong Lantern Festival, he killed more than 20 of the Divine Cult's Five Seas Realm geniuses. Wang Shouxin, Wang Zhi, and Zuo Shi from the Dao Seed Realm all died at his hands. Most of the Divine Cult's intelligence system in Qiuzhou City was lost."
"Such a person was not only not imprisoned in the Divine Prison, but was also able to freely enter and leave the Nanqing Palace. How heartbroken the dead believers must have been."
"Everyone says that he is useless! But he is not useless. Only by investigating can we know the truth."
The statue opened its eyes, and the entire hall turned into a sea of light and rain. "You want to get the seven strange insects in his hand?"
"think!"
The fourth son of God was very calm, and said: "I also want to take the ghost flag on him and present it to my master. Of course, what I want most is to eliminate the hidden dangers for the Divine Religion and avenge the dead believers."
The stone statue laughed: "Southern Venerable Yao Qingxuan is from the Jiuli tribe. It is reasonable for him to protect the hidden gods of the Jiuli Hidden Sect. But protecting a murderer who killed countless rice people is really not what a Venerable should do. Wang Shu, you are not afraid of power and are wholeheartedly thinking about the future of the Divine Religion. Just go ahead and do it boldly."
With the support of his master, the Fourth Son of God was overjoyed, his eyes calm, "But after he hid in Nanqing Palace, he never came out again. It's really tricky. I dare not enter Nanqing Palace."
The statue said, "Your brother died at his hands. From a personal perspective, the elders of the Divine Religion can understand any radical actions you take and will definitely stand on the side of our own Son of God."
"Besides, something went wrong with Venerable Nan's mission this time. It is still unknown whether he can keep his position as Venerable. I am afraid he can't take care of Li Weiyi."
The Fourth Son of God was cautious and didn't want to offend the Nan Zun too much: "I think it would be better to force him out of the Nanqing Palace and then capture him. It just so happens that the Divine Cult has quite a few hostages. It would be too easy for them to torture them in the Divine Prison and use their blood to irrigate the rice fields."
The statue said, "Since you have your own ideas, just do what's convenient for you! Also, you have to intensify your cultivation. It is said that the woman from the Yang family is striving to reach the third level of the Dao Seed Realm. In just one year, she has completed the journey that took you seven or eight years."
"Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun are also about to return from their training in the Netherworld of the Dead. It is said that their cultivation has greatly improved."
"If you don't condense the Dao Lotus as soon as possible in half a year or a year, you will probably end up in an embarrassing position in the ranking of gods and goddesses."
The Fourth Son of God’s eyes darkened. “As long as I can capture seven larvae of the Junhou-level strange insects, my status in the sect will definitely rise to a level second only to the First Son of God. Li Weiyi, I will definitely capture him.”
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Li Weiyi completely ignored the outside world and immersed himself in cultivation. Accumulating in the Five Seas Realm is a long process that every martial artist must go through.
In a blink of an eye, two months have passed.
With the help of the Time Cocoon, his actual practice time at least doubled.
Standing in the blood-mud space, he did not use any moves, but casually struck out with his palm, and suddenly a long dragon roared.
The force of the palm caused the air to explode.
The five-finger-shaped energy print flew dozens of feet away before completely dissipating.
"Of the two remaining dragon bones, one was refined into the metacarpal bone of the left hand, and the other into the metacarpal bone of the right hand."
Li Weiyi moved his hands and felt that his palms were extremely heavy, as if they were weighed by a thousand-pound iron. It was difficult to resolve this discomfort in a short period of time.
But the power increase is noticeable.
The things that Du'e Temple takes out as rewards are naturally extraordinary. It is said that if a martial artist of the Five Seas Realm is cultivated together, he can challenge a martial artist of the Daozhong Realm.
A year has passed since the Qianlong Lantern Festival.
Li Weiyi has never stopped practicing his physical body.
After he cultivated his Taoist body, he refined another pound of immortal soil and a lot of divine stove wood in the past year, and his physical strength and intensity doubled.
There has been no breakthrough in the Dao Seed, and the vital energy has not undergone any essential transformation. The speed at which the physical body absorbs the immortal soil is becoming slower and slower, and more and more difficult.
Master Coffin said that if one wants to cultivate an "immortal body" and challenge the giants in the realm of immortality with one's physical body, one needs to refine about ten kilograms of immortal soil.
Without breaking through the Dao Seed Realm, two kilograms of immortal soil is Li Weiyi's current limit.
The sacred stove wood used for strengthening tendons and shaping skin faces the same dilemma and is difficult for the body to absorb.
It was because he was trapped in the shackles of physical cultivation that Li Weiyi refined two dragon bones to improve his strength.
What gave him even more headache was...
The Seventh Sea's cultivation has reached a deadlock with no spring fluid available.
Of the fifty thousand drops of spring liquid purchased previously, thirty-six thousand drops were used to cultivate Fengfu. Now that the Seventh Sea Ancestral Field has expanded to fourteen thousand square meters, the spring liquid has been completely exhausted.
The only remaining Dao fruit has little magical energy left.
Li Weiyi thought of the market town he had been to before: "Maybe I can buy spring liquid there, but without the life card, it will be extremely dangerous to walk out of Nanqing Palace."
"Besides, where does the money come from? This is a lot of money!"
After exiting the blood mud space, Li Weiyi thought about how to raise money. He walked out of the light gauze of the formation where the pagoda was located and headed towards the formation where the rice fields were located.
After several days of seclusion, I was starving.
In the world bag, almost all the food prepared in advance for entering the underground fairy palace was eaten.
Only two months had passed in the real world, but for him, he had been in Nanqing Palace for four or five months and really missed a mouthful of hot soup. Yao Qingxuan was an immortal who could live for a long time without hunger or water, and there was no meat food in Nanqing Palace.
Walking in the dimly lit garden.
It is surrounded by white walls, black rockery, and purple-red glowing ancient trees.
Li Weiyi had walked this road countless times and always felt that Nanqing Palace was very safe, so he did not maintain a high level of vigilance all the time.
Suddenly.
Noticed something unusual.
He suddenly stopped and looked at the shadows of branches and leaves on the ground. He felt like he was walking on water, with many ripples appearing under his feet.
"Who?"
The nerves of heaven and earth were released together like a spider web.
The Tiantong Eye opened between his eyebrows, and the entire garden became as bright as day.
Li Weiyi's hair stood on end and his back ached. He knew without thinking that he had been hit by someone.
The opponent is hiding in the dark and is good at concealing. You have to take advantage of him when he is thinking and kill him with one strike.
But Li Weiyi was wearing the Blood Handprint Magic Armor and blocked the sneak attack.
“Bang!”
His internal organs shook violently and his body was thrown forward.
His body had been trained to be extremely strong and he withstood the blow. He was not seriously injured, but only slightly hurt.
He would never give the other party a chance to pursue his victory. The magic energy in his body surged out like crazy, activating the blood handprint magic armor. The blood mist and blood-colored scriptures quickly dissipated, filling the entire garden.
As Li Weiyi fell, he twisted his body forcefully and saw the attacker with his Sky-Seeing Eyes.
The opponent was extremely fast, his body was a ball of black mist, and he held a wooden sword covered in blood, stabbing at me like lightning.
On that wooden sword, Li Weiyi felt a strange aura that he had never seen before.
Dare not touch.
He pinched his right fingers and pointed out.
“Wow!”
Cihang's finger was so powerful and domineering that it turned into a beam of light and flew out, colliding with the wooden sword that was stabbing at it.
The wooden sword was swung away, and the figure in the black mist retreated repeatedly, letting out a low, miserable roar.
Li Weiyi has now cultivated the seventh sea and refined the sixth level of Qi. The battle thoughts and light and shadows behind him have reached a height of six feet. No battle thoughts of any martial artist in the fifth sea realm can reach this height.
How could an ordinary Daozhong realm martial artist block this finger? "How dare you enter the territory of the Southern Venerable."
After Li Weiyi fell to the ground, he ignored his injuries and a fire whip flew out from his forehead. The whip was dozens of feet long, carrying the Golden Crow flame, and the golden light was dazzling, and it suddenly hit the black mist figure.
"boom!"
Air explosion.
The Golden Crow flames burned all the plants in the garden to ashes.
The figure in the black mist screamed, flew out, smashed a rockery, and fell to the ground, motionless.
Li Weiyi took out the Yellow Dragon Sword, flew over, and pointed the sword forward.
See the figure on the ground clearly.
He was slightly startled.
It turned out to be a scarecrow, dressed in black, life-size.
Because it had just been hit by the Golden Crow's flaming whip, the straw crackled and burned, and soon turned into ashes. In the ashes, there was a glimmer of blood at the heart.
It is a fist-sized blood crystal with a large number of runes engraved on it.
“Bang!”
The blood crystal's energy was exhausted and it cracked and turned into powder.
"No wonder it could hide without any aura. It turned out to be a scarecrow. How could a scarecrow be so strong as to be comparable to a Daozhong realm martial artist?"
Li Weiyi is still frightened.
If it had stabbed the head instead of the vest just now, that would have been terrifying.
Six Phoenix-winged Moth Kings heard the sound and came flying around him.
The six of them grew a lot bigger, but still didn't reach one foot. They were approaching that limit but were unable to break through.
"It's a puppet scarecrow from the Heavenly Principle Palace."
Yao Qingxuan walked over from the stone path, looking as beautiful as if she had walked out of a painting, cold as frost, with extremely cold eyes. She took the blood-marked wooden sword in her hand and took a look at it: "The power of the curse!"
Only then did Li Weiyi heave a sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxed a little, and he circulated his magic energy to heal his wounds: "Tianli Hall? Senior Yao, you are finally back. It seems that Tianli Hall does not take you, a venerable, seriously?"
"If they really dare not take me seriously and come into Nanqing Palace to kill you, I will not be a scarecrow!"
Yao Qingxuan added: "It's good that you're still alive. It's worth it that I rushed back immediately after hearing the news. You were able to survive the assassination of the puppet scarecrow. It seems that your cultivation strength has greatly increased."
Li Weiyi was surprised: "Senior, did you come back just to save me?"
"Before leaving the main altar, Palace Master An said that you could help the golden rice grow, and asked me to protect you."
The coldness on Yao Qingxuan's body could not be dispelled, so he waved his sleeves and threw the wooden sword in his hand.
“Wow!”
The wooden sword flew out of the Nanqing Palace, crossed the sky for hundreds of miles, pierced through the protective formation gauze of the Tianli Palace, and inserted into the door of one of the halls, and the entire sword body penetrated through.
Several figures rushed out of the Tianli Hall, looked at the wooden sword, and looked at each other in confusion.
"Yao Qingxuan can hardly protect herself. She can't even catch Tang Wanzhou. It's a disgrace. But she is still so strong and wants to protect that kid. It's really interesting. Doesn't she avoid suspicion?" A surprised old voice sounded in the Tianli Hall.
Nanqing Palace.
Yao Qingxuan said: "This sword is a warning. Those old guys in the Tianli Palace should know my attitude. Those who are outside the rules will not attack you, and no one will dare to break into the Nanqing Palace again."
Li Weiyi asked, "Why does the Heavenly Principle Hall want to kill me? What's the difference between being outside the rules and being within the rules?"
"Killing someone means paying with your life, that's within the rules. You've killed many masters of the Divine Religion, and their relatives are looking for revenge on you, but I can't do anything about it! Of course, if there are old guys among these enemies who take action, I can help you take it on." Yao Qingxuan said.
Although Li Weiyi knew that Yao Qingxuan protected him because of Huang Jindao and An Xianjing, he still felt warm in his heart and bowed to express his gratitude sincerely.
"Have you seen Tang Wanzhou in the past two months?" Yao Qingxuan asked suddenly, staring at him.
(End of this chapter)
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