Chapter 220 Vientiane
In Shangxuan Sea, after a violent storm, the waves subsided, monsters emerged from the water, and a sea snake swam quietly under the seaweed. It slowly opened its eyes, and its vertical pupils began to expand gradually. For the first time in its confused cognition, it saw the world in front of it clearly.
The depths of its blood were extremely light, and the ancestral blood that was so thin that it was almost non-existent was becoming stronger at an unpredictable rate. An extremely majestic statue of a god emerged in its mind, with two snakes, one green and one white, guarding a figure that it recognized as extremely strange.
Even though it didn't know what was in front of it, it could still chant in its heart, "Xuan Yuan is above!"
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At the bottom of the deep sea, in the magnificent Dragon Palace, the branch of a red coral spirit tree shook slightly. Its originally ignorant spirit suddenly evolved into will when it came into contact with a drop of sea water. It became a spiritual being, generally called a demon.
It silently recited its innermost perception in the language of trees: "Xuan Yuan is above!"
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In the sea, a water ape was just born by its mother. The rain was falling from the sky. When a drop of rain fell on its forehead, the little ape silently chanted in his heart: "Xuan Yuan is above!"
At the border of the Li and Xuan seas, in the demon palace, Li Xuanyue, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, opened her eyes. Her aura was mellow and unified. She silently chanted: "Xuanyuan, my disciple has completed his practice and it is time to make a decision! I will go to the cave at the border of the Li and Xuan seas. I hope that your spirit in heaven will protect me. Good luck on this trip!"
After saying that, she stood up, turned around, and turned into a ray of faint light and flew away.
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In Jiuzhou, within the territory of Shangxu Wanding, there is fairy light and mist, clouds and rain. Disciples travel between the spiritual fields and precious lands, each practicing Taoism and nurturing spiritual plants.
A true cultivator was inspecting the various regions. When he met another true cultivator, he laughed and said, "Junior Sister Wen, why do you rarely come to my jurisdiction?"
The woman smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, don't you like me disturbing your peace? Then I will leave."
"Oh, that's not what I meant." The cultivator surnamed Zhao hurriedly said with a smile, "It's just that the weather in the area has been unpredictable recently, and it's quite exhausting to look after this area of thousands of miles."
"Brother Zhao is also experiencing this?" The woman surnamed Wen stopped smiling and said, "I originally thought it was just the normal change of wind and rain in a thousand miles away, but I didn't expect that our two jurisdictions are thousands of miles apart, but we still have this situation.
In that case, it is likely that some subtle changes in the Qi realm have occurred in our area. I think we should report it to the mountain and let the master uncles make the decision."
"That's true. Then you and I will jointly report it to make it more credible. I have heard from other fellow disciples about this situation, and I am afraid that it must be a major change in the law of a certain sect.
I just don't know how many territories have been affected. Even if there is a slight change in the situation, the loss of spiritual plants in the thousands of medicine gardens in our area is enough to support thousands of true cultivators!" The man surnamed Zhao sighed.
The woman surnamed Wen smiled and comforted him, "We just need to take care of our own thousand-mile land. Why should we think so much? The spiritual land guarded by the hundreds of families in the lower domain does not have the immortal formation to regulate the wind, cloud and qi of heaven and earth. If it really affects the entire domain, they will be more sad!
However, I heard that there are several spiritual plant spirits in the families of the Lower Realm recently. I am afraid that there will be many more quotas for recruiting disciples this time. Senior Brother Zhao's family also has more than a dozen true cultivators. I think he can probably get one more quota for a disciple to enter the mountain!"
"Haha, thanks for your good words, Junior Sister. But there are hundreds of families in the Lower Domain, thousands of True Cultivators, and the three major families are in the front. My small family is just thinking about inheritance."
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In the Heavenly Demon Road, in a large swamp, thunder was raging. A hundred-foot-long water crocodile monster was undergoing a thunder tribulation of transformation. The thunder bombarded its flesh and skin, and even its body was burned black.
The three demon generals nearby watched quietly and had no intention of helping.
One of the three demons, whose face was black and whose body was bloated, said, "Looking at its appearance, it must have killed too many creatures and eaten too much blood. I'm afraid it may not be able to survive the thunder tribulation!"
"Hey, our Evil Water Marsh is originally a small place, with a radius of only tens of thousands of miles, a limited number of monsters, and no Golden Core Monster King inheritance. A few days ago, we have recruited 18 monster generals and millions of monsters.
But I heard from several demon kings that it might not be long before they need to recruit another batch. The demon sects at the front have sent more people. I heard that six of the nine demon sects have come, with thousands of foundation-building demon cultivators and hundreds of thousands of Qi-training demon cultivators.
Even three or five Jindan Zhenren came!"
"Could it be that the rumors are true? Lord Demon King really..."
"How dare you! How dare you talk nonsense about the Demon King? Are you going to die?" The demon general next to him was so frightened that he stopped him instantly and said, "Even if the Tianluo Demon Sect sends more people, we in the demon world are not afraid.
But once a war like this between our two worlds begins, it will take hundreds or even thousands of years to stop. "
“Boom…”
The roar of thunder brought the people back to their senses, only to see that the hundred-foot-long crocodile had been paralyzed in the water, its skin and flesh were charred black, its breath was extremely weak, and it was obvious that it was going to die soon.
Upon seeing this, the three demons lost interest, turned around and left without looking back.
Heavy rain fell along with thunder, and the drizzle fell on the giant crocodile, causing its originally unconscious claws to tremble slightly, scaring the carnivores that had surrounded it in the rain.
The giant crocodile opened its large flat mouth and gasped with difficulty, "Xuan...Yuan...is...above..."
The rain from the sky gradually gathered together, allowing the giant crocodile to recover its vitality bit by bit. Mud covered its body, and its bones and flesh gradually healed. In a mysterious light of black and white, it gradually turned into a strong middle-aged man. He raised his hand and looked at the human body and arm in front of him, and a smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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In the Wanjian Immortal Sect, on the Sword Mountain, there are countless ancient pieces of iron. A mountain rain falls, and in the pouring rain, there are still many disciples on the Sword Mountain trying to comprehend the sword's meaning, hoping to influence and take away a sword left by their predecessors.
One of the light blue swords was inserted into the hard ancient stone. Drops of rain gradually adhered to the sword, causing the light blue sword to suddenly rise into the sky, emitting thousands of sword intentions and triggering the sound of countless silent swords in the Sword Mountain.
An older cultivator watched in disbelief as the sword chose him among hundreds of disciples, dimmed its light, and fell into his hands.
The disciples all around were in an uproar and shock. No one could believe that this old disciple with mediocre spiritual roots and average cultivation could actually be recognized by the sword passed down by the Immortal!
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Before the gate to the Great Desire Buddha Realm, above the boundless sea of suffering, the sky was raining non-stop. A Buddhist disciple attained enlightenment in the sea of suffering and remained silent there for a thousand years. Until today, when heavy rain fell on the sea, he finally gained enlightenment. Lotus flowers bloomed with every step he took, and he walked through the boundless sea of suffering and headed towards the Great Desire Buddha Realm.
In the Heavenly Thunder Prison, extremely vicious criminals were bound by layers of thunder chains and could only endure the baptism of thunder day after day under the rolling thunder. Drops of rain fell, and these people let out painful howls in the thunder.
One of the young men was struck by thunder and his flesh exploded, exposing his bones. He raised his head and howled in pain. A drop of rain fell into his mouth and was swallowed by him.
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In the Tianluo Demon Sect, in a dark blood pool, countless evil creatures were fighting each other in the world inside the pool. A true cultivator was sitting above the pool, watching the fight indifferently.
Only the strong can become his blood spirit!
A dark river flowed through the ground, and a drop of water from the dark river merged into the blood pool. The most powerful three-eyed blood spirit suddenly gained intelligence during the fight. He frantically devoured all the evil creatures, and finally climbed out of the blood pool.
He bowed his head and knelt, paying homage to the demon cultivator in front of him.
The demon cultivator was quite excited when he saw this scene and said, "You seem to be quite intelligent. It's worth it that I used the blood of tens of thousands of mortals to create you! Next time we go to the Heavenly Demon Road, I will definitely let you shine!"
"After ~"
The three-eyed blood spirit seemed to understand what he said, and it raised its head and howled excitedly, which mixed with the devil cultivator's crazy laughter, making people tremble with fear.
Their shadows were projected onto the wall by the dark fire beside the pool and looked extremely ferocious. But at this moment, the three-eyed blood spirit suddenly opened his three pupils, and three straight rays of blood pierced through the shadow of the demon cultivator in front of him. His eyes were full of incredible horror.
Unfortunately, before he could use the God-Destroying Demonic Forbidden Technique, the true energy in his body had already been fixed. He could only watch as the three-eyed blood spirit that he had cultivated with great effort climbed towards him with its terrifyingly long and slender claws.
On the wall of the cave, the three-eyed blood spirit waved its claws and split the demon cultivator's body into two. Blood spurted out and screams of agony were heard. The demon cultivator's body was swallowed up by the three-eyed blood spirit in just a few breaths.
The blood spirit's confused and chaotic consciousness gradually became clear, and he silently chanted: "Xuan Yuan is above..."
The dark fires in the cave were extinguished one after another. The three-eyed blood spirit hesitated for a moment, and the blood light merged into the appearance of that demon cultivator. As it crawled, it gradually changed into walking on two feet and left the dark cave.
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In the Corpse-Eating Cave, a true cultivator was cultivating corpse insects in the insect cave. He did not notice that it was raining heavily outside the cave. Drops of rain seeped into the cave through the soil. One drop of rain penetrated through the layers of formations and fell onto a scorpion insect.
This little purple scorpion instinctively slaughtered other poisonous insects in its ignorance. It was killing tirelessly, devouring the most poisonous parts of its kind. Its body also grew little by little, from the size of a finger to the size of a palm, and then to the size of an arm, and rushed out of this land of poisonous insects.
The cultivator outside the cave was delighted when he saw the purple poisonous scorpion. He said, "What a good insect! I'm afraid it's the poisonous insect king that is rarely seen in a century! Follow me quickly to meet the real cultivator!"
As he said this, he used his magical powers to take it down.
But unexpectedly, a long purple thread spurted out from the tail end of the purple poisonous scorpion, piercing through the layers of Dharma light possessed by the true cultivator in front of him and passing through his forehead.
Then the poisonous scorpion hissed twice. If the true cultivator's soul was still alive, he would be able to hear clearly what the poisonous scorpion said, "Xuan Yuan is above..."
In the heavy rain, the body of the poisonous scorpion gradually shrank and disappeared into the forest.
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Above the Heavenly Palace, in the vast void, in a quiet space, tens of thousands of precious mirrors appeared. Each of these precious mirrors showed a different picture, and no two were the same.
And these pictures are all the changes mentioned above.
Taiyin Zhenjun stood aside, watching this scene and asked calmly: "Now, do you have any other solution?"
Upon hearing this, True Lord Xu Ling could not help but be shocked and said, "This... it's all too late!
No one can stop it.
My Xutian Divine Mirror captures the images of all things in the world, and with the help of you and the sun, I can search everywhere where the sun and the moon shine, and the space in the world. In just such a short time, I have captured thousands of places. No one can really find the consciousness of Li Yuan, the true cultivator of Yuanshui!
As long as we cannot find the true consciousness called "Li Yuan", then the combination of Xuanming Yuanshui and the virtue of water will penetrate the way of all things and be unstoppable. "
"Since you, a second-level Taichu Dao, are helpless, it seems that all we can do now is wait. If he wants to ascend to the throne of a true lord, he must gather his body into wisdom, ascend to the Heavenly Palace, and be granted life!
Even if he has the status of Xuanming, it is impossible for him to grant the order of Zhenjun alone. Only when we wait until then can we capture him and erase the consciousness of that little cultivator, Xuanyuan will fall into our hands. "Taiyin Zhenjun said coldly.
"But what if this young cultivator fails to become a True Lord and stays in the lower world like this?" True Lord Xu Ling pondered for a moment and asked.
"Not becoming a True Lord?" True Lord Taiyin was surprised. "Even if he doesn't want to attain the status, Xuanming will not allow him to not attain the status."
True Lord Xu Ling thought for a moment and asked again: "But what if Xuan Ming gave up everything, even the position of True Lord? After all, the Heavenly Palace, the Seven Lives, and even the title of True Lord were all decided by the four of you. If he were to do something big to change the world, then the True Lord of the world might become an Immortal Lord, or even something unknown to us?"
Upon hearing this, Master Taiyin was silent for a moment, "If that day really comes, this world will no longer need us to be distracted!"
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The True Yang Sect's True Lord Taiyang sat on a high seat, looking at the three True Lords of the Three Mysterious Immortal Sect in front of him, and smiled softly, "It's time to let them out. Since the Mysterious Origin has split into thousands and we can't stop it, let's lend them a helping hand.
Yuxuan, Mingzhe, you two will carry my immortal decree, return to the Heavenly Palace, and send them to the Shaoyang and Shaoyin Paths."
Yu Xuan Zhenren of the Shifang Sect and Ming Zhe Zhenren of Gengxuan Mountain both praised respectfully: "Yes! We will follow your orders!"
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In the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, Gui Yin sat cross-legged on the light green Gui Pool. His mind moved the Gui Water and he silently chanted the Xuan Yuan spell in his heart. Then he said, "Please ask Xuan Yuan!"
The next moment, the water in the Guichi pool in front of him seemed to boil, rising up and merging into Yuanshui in mid-air, forming a human shape.
Li Yuan's consciousness emerged, and he looked at Gui Yin who was bowing to him and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Xuanyuan God! May I ask my ancestor, the True Lord, if there will ever be a day when he can rise again and escape from the suppression?"
After hearing this, Li Yuan smiled softly and said, "Since Guishui Zhenjun has borrowed my position, I will not be ungrateful or ungrateful.
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(End of this chapter)
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