The Tattoo Palace Dojo is surrounded by thousands of bright lakes and towering mountains. The entire place is filled with the most rare and mysterious factors in the mythological genealogy, and is shrouded in light and mist.
"It's not simple. It's only been two centuries since we last saw them, and they have committed sins again. They have dug up other people's supernatural power pools and accumulated them in the foundation of their own dojo." Wang Yusheng looked at them with a slightly cold expression.
The pool of special forces, the pool of mythical factors connecting the body and spirit, can ensure itself from decay even if trapped in a depleted universe.
It is difficult to explain how it was born, and it is difficult to find a few people with a pool of special powers in an era.
You can imagine how rare and precious it is!
"It's indeed a good place." Wang Dao said. He looked at his father. Would he not take action today? Blow up the Tattoo Palace and raze it to the ground.
"Watch carefully and don't act rashly." The king passed on his experience. Although he had stirred up great turmoil in the old supernatural center in the past, he never fought a battle without confidence.
Even though many aliens joined forces to encircle and suppress him, they all failed and could not hunt him down.
Wang Dao said, "It has been 53 years since the original blood war broke out, and 35 years since the four true saints entered the battlefield. Could it be that it was all an illusion, and they were just incarnations participating in the war?"
After so many years of trials and tribulations and having learned many bloody lessons, he is naturally very experienced and sophisticated.
He was much more cautious than before, and among his vests there was the notorious Wu Tian, as well as Ren Tianxing, the undefeated wizard in the six realms with a dazzling divine ring.
He pondered for a while and said, "Logically speaking, they wouldn't do this. There's no need to be so defensive. Are they worried that the True Saint Wu Jie is not in his true body and has entered the bloody battlefield?"
"Just check and you'll know." Wang Yusheng said.
Then, he brought his son to a higher spiritual world, where he opened up many mysterious spaces with authority settings, and those who did not match the spiritual imprint were not allowed to enter.
Otherwise, if you force your way in, the "mental chamber" will collapse.
"It has been two centuries since the beginning of time, and a large amount of ancient information has accumulated in each spiritual chamber." Wang Yusheng said to himself.
Afterwards, he went in and out of different spiritual chambers and clicked on the glowing bubbles, which were all spiritual imprints and messages from different eras.
He became silent, immersed in the feeling of the passage of time. Two whole centuries had passed, and the news brought by those bubbles was full of a sense of time.
Someone said goodbye to him here and said he was going to die.
In such a secret room, there are very few bubbles, all of which are old news from one or two centuries ago, and have been lost since then. Wang Yusheng was silent. Some people died in the past, and some people failed to keep up with the pace of the Extraordinary Center.
Each spiritual chamber represents a person he trusts.
Some of the spiritual chambers have long been dim, no one has come here for years, and they are close to decay.
Dao Bo also sighed. Two centuries had passed and anything could have happened. Some of those young men and women who were so heroic in the past had grown old, and some of them might have completely disappeared.
There are also those whose spiritual chambers are bright and shining, indicating that the other party is doing fine and has made great progress compared to the past.
Moreover, some people are persistent and very determined. They believe that the King will come back after a long time, and they keep leaving messages here regularly.
"Among the four religions' true saints, one has indeed left behind his true body." Wang Yusheng read the important message in a colorful bubble left behind 30 years ago.
"Which family stayed?" Wang Dao asked.
"It's not the Tattoo Palace." Wang Yusheng responded.
"So sure?"
Wang Yusheng nodded and said, "Because the news itself came from inside the Tattoo Palace, and they have the clearest grasp of the movements of the dojo."
"Father, are you sending people to infiltrate the enemy camp?" Wang Dao was surprised. His father had kept a lot of tricks up his sleeve.
Then, he asked casually, "This is very risky. You could lose your life at any time. By the way, is that senior an uncle or an aunt?"
When Wang Yusheng looked at him with an unfriendly look, Wang Dao quickly explained, "I'm asking this on behalf of my mother!"
Then he was slapped on the back of the head.
Dao Bo smiled: "Don't worry, I have you
As long as that demon grandpa is around, your father will definitely be loyal, otherwise he would have been hunted down for several epochs."
Although Wang Dao was supervising his father, he was also glad that he did not marry into any of the True Saint Taoist temples. Otherwise, it would be very uncomfortable to have an emperor above him.
"Do I need someone to supervise me?" Wang Yusheng glared at them, went in and out of different mental chambers, and read all the information.
Finally, he confirmed that the main body of the True Saint of Guixu had stayed behind and had not yet entered the bloody battlefield. The Tattoo Palace, the Paper Temple, and the Time Heaven all had an incarnation of the True Saint in charge.
"The Tattoo Palace has only one incarnation. Is it left for me to kill?" Wang Yusheng said to himself.
Wang Dao's heart was as shaken as if an earthquake had occurred. His father was so powerful that he knew that the Tattoo Palace was guarded by the incarnation of the old Saint, but he didn't care and even wanted to kill him.
When they returned to the secluded place, Wang Yusheng looked around the four Taoist temples carefully, repeatedly studying the terrain and the formations.
He assembled some formation flags, altars, etc., all of which were dug out from the Jedi that could be transferred with the extraordinary center.
"Are we going to take action?" Wang Dao was very nervous, his palms were sweaty.
In the past, he was indeed very courageous. He broke into the residence of the strange man Menglong at night and raided the backyard of the True Saint, but he had never entered the Taoist temple where the True Saint was presided over.
In the past, he also had his failures. For example, during the Longevity Fruit Festival, he quietly dug through the Creation Garden, aiming for the Hunyuan Divine Mud, but ended up taking the blame for no reason, which made him so angry that he wanted to be like a Buddha!
"No rush. We have waited for so many years. Do we still mind waiting a little longer?" The king shook his head steadily, not planning to start immediately.
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