When Qingming stepped out of the dome realm again, the solitary mountain that originally stood outside had disappeared.
Naturally, Yuan Mengzi's figure was completely missing.
All he could see was the patch of sand and a huge pit in front of him.
There wasn't even a trace of Yuan Mengzi's energy.
Qingming felt a slight tremor in her heart, and her hands and feet were cold.
The extremely heavy sadness and deep despair almost completely overwhelmed her thoughts.
Holding the last glimmer of hope, Qingming turned her head and looked hundreds of miles away.
But only Zong Shou's figure was seen, flying away in the air amid loud laughter.
He is single and alone, but his momentum is unparalleled in the world!
Qingming immediately gritted her teeth and tried hard not to let tears fall.
His hands were clenched tightly, his nails dug into his flesh, his eyes were blood red. The grief is overwhelming and the anger is unbearable. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.
Wu Xu died in battle, Zi Guizi fell, and now even Yuan Mengzi has also died.
At this time, more monks were pouring out from the sky.
I don't know the specific situation, nor the death of Yuan Mengzi. Almost everyone's face turned red and they were filled with indignation.
After rushing out, Zong Shou was nowhere to be seen. These people were startled at first, and then they smiled with ridicule on their faces.
"Didn't Zong Shou say he was closing the door to challenge? I don't know where he went at this time?"
"How brave you are! You dare to challenge me in the Spiritual Vault Realm by yourself! Haven't you escaped now?"
"It's ridiculous! So this invincible man in the cloud world can also be cowardly?"
"Everyone! I have never been humiliated like this in all the ten thousand years that I have been in the Heaven Realm! If this hatred is not repaid, how can we have the face to stand in this world?"
"In my opinion, the sect should use all its strength to surround and kill him!"
Most of the people who spoke were below the ninth level. There are several spiritual realms inside, but their faces are pale.
And only ten breaths later. Dozens more Taoists flew out of the dome one after another.
They are all in the spiritual realm, and their expressions are equally ugly. One of them looked around. His eyes fell on Qingming, Dunkong walked to her side and bowed.
"Uncle Qingming! There was a change in the Ten Thousand Soul Lamp Room just now. The soul lamp of Master Yuan Mengzi has been extinguished. I don't know what uncle -"
Qingming suddenly woke up, then nodded slightly with a dull face.
"Uncle Yuan Mengzi just took extraordinary risks to protect the dignity of my spiritual realm. Unfortunately, he failed in the end, and he died in the hands of Ao Kun just now!"
When these words were spoken, they were like thunder. As a result, the thousands of Spirit Dome Realm disciples here no longer have any color of color, and their faces are ashen and defeated.
Within dozens of miles, there was silence.
And the expressions of those dozens of spiritual realms were even more solemn. Or sad. Or heartache. No one spoke anymore—
After a long time, there was a trace of noise.
"That Ao Kun is far away from the territory, several worlds away. No matter how fast the method is, it will still take two or three breaths. With the ability of Master Yuan Meng's uncle, it is impossible to be able to do anything about that devil?"
"For thousands of years, my uncle has always been very cautious. He will never do anything that is uncertain. Even if he decides to take a risk, he should have a certain chance of winning-"
"So, that Zong Shou took the blow from Grand Master's uncle and escaped completely?"
"This boy is really formidable!"
"This devil can be said to be a catastrophe for our Taoist sect!"
"The Grand Master's uncle is dead. So now we are in the Spirit Dome Realm. What should we do?"
Qingming's mind gradually calmed down. Then he held the sword in his hand and looked up at the sky.
Yuan Mengzi died, and she was the only third-generation disciple present.
He is also the most qualified person among all the people to control the realm of the sky.
This is not her ambition. If it were in the past, she would definitely avoid it.
At this moment, you need to do your part.
Standing quietly, listening to the signs of quarreling around them.
Her eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent, a symbol of great power in troubled times! At this time, the sky is in chaos, and ordinary methods cannot be used.
Yuan Mengzi placed a great trust before his death, and he must not let it down no matter what.
She thought of Zong Shou again, this man, she would one day kill him with the sword!
We are at odds with this King of Qiantian!
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At the same time, in the east of the Cloud World, on an isolated floating island in the sea of clouds.
An old man in his seventies stood by the lake, sighing leisurely, and completely dismissed the scene in the lake in front of him.
It can be vaguely discerned from the remaining scenes in the ripples. This is exactly the scene outside the Dao Spirit Dome at this moment.
The important place in the Dome Realm is densely covered with formations both inside and outside. Especially the place of entry and exit.
It is difficult for ordinary people to get a glimpse of its reality.
But this old man could pass through an ordinary lake. From a distance of more than tens of thousands of miles, you can see the scenery inside and outside Qiong.
The lake was rugged, but it returned to normal within a moment.
The old man's eyes flickered slightly, thoughtfully.
The look on his face was one of joy and a hint of worry.
After a long time, he sighed softly and waved his sleeves. A scroll appeared beside him.
Then, using his thoughts as a pen, he gathered a trace of spiritual energy from the sky and the earth, directly transformed into ink, and waved it on the scroll.
"At the age of twenty, the young master went to fight outside the realm of Dao Lingqiong with one person. For half a day, no one dared to respond. After that, he received a blow from Yuan Meng, a cultivator in the divine realm, and was injured all over his body by the Wu Meng Heart Drawing Technique. Retreat, the injury is minor—"
A line of large black characters like dragons and phoenixes was written in an instant.
And if you look further forward, you can find dozens of lines of similar handwriting.
It almost narrates Zong Shou’s entire life—
"At the age of four, the young master has started to practice martial arts with his clan. He has made great progress! He has a high level of understanding and intelligence. He understands the basics, never forgets what he sees, and can draw inferences from one instance to another."
"At the age of five, I have been unable to gather my inner breath. The old slave lurked and looked at me, and found out that the young master has a body with two veins, a broken soul, and a barrier between heaven and man. What a pity! I, the blood of the Lu family Fen Kong , Sure enough, it cannot be blended with the blood of miscellaneous people like the Seven-tailed Sky Fox. If you continue to practice martial arts, you will die sooner or later! If the young lady finds out, I wonder if she will regret it, suffer a thousand years of punishment, and give birth to the young master? With only a hundred years of life, wait for it By the time the young lady’s sentence is over, Zong Weiran will be gray-haired and old. The young master will turn into withered bones—"
"At the age of seven, the young master has been training as hard as before, but still has achieved nothing. The old slave felt that my Lu family's family training was indeed correct. It was the young lady who was wrong. How can humans and gods fall in love?"
"—The old slave was daring and worried that the young master would die early if he practiced martial arts too diligently. Therefore, he was banned with a secret method to prevent him from practicing martial arts. This would avoid damaging the meridians, which would be irreversible.
"At the age of ten, Zong Yu injured the young master. Zong Weiran whipped him three hundred times and drove him out of Qiantian Mountain. Zong Weiran loved his son deeply—"
"At the age of twelve, I started practicing the soul method in Linhai Academy. I still can't cultivate soul power. This is expected!"
"When the young master was fourteen years old, he went to the Xuanhu world on the order of the master of Cangyan Palace. When he returned two years later, he learned that Qiantian Mountain had undergone great changes. Zong Weiran was forced into the sea of sinking clouds, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead. The old slave went inside several times to search, There is no trace of him!"
"-Young master's experience is quite surprising. He practiced both soul and martial arts, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, he broke through human barriers, and his soul and martial arts merged into one! The old slave thought it was strange, but he didn't know why. After careful examination of his experience, there should be no external help. The spiral The pulse is simply a fantastic idea. The swordsmanship is superb, even to the level of soul. When it comes to the tenacity of the mind, the young master is truly unmatched!"
"Use the power of thunder to eliminate the rebellion, inherit the position of Demon King, and turn the tide, occupying almost half of Donglin—"
"At the age of seventeen, the old slave devoted himself to investigating. The young master had already worshiped the common people a year ago and adopted the pseudonym Tanqiu!"
"With four hundred common people's Xuanlong warriors, we defeated nearly a thousand Tailing Sect's sixth-level Taoist soldiers. Today we found out that the young master also has unparalleled generals!"
"At the age of eighteen, I created the secret technique of Lei Lie Qianhua with my Lu family's Burning Sky Flame. The old slave once judged his bloodline, and I, the descendant of the Lu family, can be ranked first. If the young lady finds out, she will be extremely happy! "
"At the age of eighteen, the young master once again mastered the secret method and formed a golden body. On that day, within the realm of the sky, the light first shone brightly, and then became dark and invisible. On that day, with his soul body, he defeated Jue, the second swordsman in the cloud world. Desire. And the heavens and humans sensed it, and there was heavy snowfall in the cloud world. The north walls of all Buddhist temples collapsed—"
"After hearing about the Great Sun Tathagata in Buddhism, the word 'infinite light' was changed to 'vast light'. There is also a legend that the future Buddha's position in Buddhism has been changed, from Maitreya Buddha to Infinite Ending and Beginning. The old slave boldly speculates, This is closely related to the young master."
"At the age of nineteen, the young master unites the east of Yunlu and destroys the Shangxiao Sect!"
"In a battle in a deep underground lake, he defeated all the heroes in the cloud world and was hailed as the best in swordsmanship!"
"Twenty years old, the night demon invaded—"
After that, it is eloquent, and the further you go to the back, the more detailed the description becomes.
It was as if he was by Zong Shou's side from beginning to end.
The first few lines are all addressed as young master. Among the following words, all were changed to the word "young master", and he was called Zong Shou.
His words were extremely respectful.
After writing one line, the old man put it back into his sleeve with a casual move.
He turned around and was about to return to the cabin behind him. The lake surface behind him suddenly started to steam again.
A trace of steam and mist rose up, forming a water mirror behind him.
A figure also appeared from this mirror.
The old man raised his eyebrows and felt slightly nervous. Immediately turned around and looked back.
When he saw the figure in the mirror, a gray-haired middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh it's you!"
The next moment, the old man's brows showed a hint of coldness.
"It is said that your Excellency has now been appreciated by the head of the family and has become the master of a palace. This is the time when the scenery is endless, how can you have time to find me, a frustrated person?"
"Frustrated? You brought it on yourself, old friend. The master of the house values you more than I do. If you are willing, you can become the master of the same palace within twenty years at most. Why do you envy me? "
The man chuckled, not caring about the ridicule in the old man's words.
But the old man couldn't bear to hear it and shook his head directly: "Stop talking nonsense and just tell me what is going on?"
The gray-haired middle-aged man's expression condensed when he heard this, and then his eyes shone brightly, focusing on the old man opposite him.
"Of course I'm here for the young master!" (To be continued...)
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