Following the order from the leader of the Tianji Sect, the majestic spiritual consciousness was instantly dyed with brilliant colors.
Suddenly, the stars in the night sky seemed to shine brighter for a moment, and starlight that ordinary people cannot see flickered in the moonlight, gathering into thousands of light bands, hanging down like thousands of fallen flowers.
The man with black hair and white clothes stretched out his hand, and even with his eyes closed, he still accurately took the fireworks into his palm.
He waved his sleeves nonchalantly, and all the sparks fell onto the black iron hexagram plate on the cold jade table, lighting up all the cold and hard longitude and latitude lines on the plate, like a picture of mountains, rivers, and the country that had just been painted.
Although it is not good-looking, this black iron hexagram plate is actually a real artifact. However, because it can only be used by the leader of the Tianji Sect, it has never been classified as a divine artifact.
It is called the Heavenly Secret Disk, and is made entirely of the Nine Heavens Black Iron. It has no other uses. It cannot be used in battle, nor is it a defensive magic weapon. It can only be used to calculate fate and communicate with the Great Dao, but it is worthy of the name of a divine weapon.
"rise-"
After all the light was immersed in the hexagram plate, Qian Yuexi suddenly pushed out his palms. Strong spiritual power burst out from his palms, pulling the longitude and latitude life lines on the hexagram plate to flow layer by layer, which was extremely eerie and quiet.
Behind him, all the boys in the Out-of-Body Stage holding the Dust-Bidding Swords took a step back silently, but their hands did not stop, continuing to firmly combine into the shape of a Tai Chi formation.
The stars are the pieces, the mountains and rivers are the formation, and the heaven and earth are the chess pieces.
Different from the supreme treasure destined to be delivered to the Son of Destiny, the Tianji Disk is a sacred artifact unique to the Tianji Sect and is the foundation of the sect.
got windy.
When the fate line where the power of the stars gathered was injected with some kind of mysterious power, a violent white wind blew up around the hexagram plate, like a storm generated at the seaside, and a storm was about to come.
The man in white sitting in the wheelchair is right in the center of the eye of the storm.
Every inch of his face was perfect, like the most satisfying work of God, without a single flaw to be found.
Three thousand black hairs danced wildly in the air, and the heavy gold pendants on the hairs collided with each other, making crisp sounds, looking noble and holy.
Even at this moment, the flame of the wine warming on the cold jade table did not move even a little.
Someone had already used his spiritual power to light the agarwood lantern, which also carried with it the rich aroma of wine.
The leader of the Tianji Sect quickly formed intricate hand seals with his slender ten fingers, and dazzling golden light appeared in the wild wind, mixed with the starlight, and heavily slammed into the hexagram plate.
“Ding-ding-ding—”
The Tianji Disk emitted a heavy and distant hum like an ancient temple bell, which came from the cliff of the main peak in the distance.
The greatest sound is the one without voice.
Not only the Taiyan Sect, but the entire Northern Territory heard the sound of the chimes that seemed to have come from a distant time.
It continued to spread, spreading from the north, climbing over the mountains, sweeping over the lakes, passing through the capital, until it crossed the entire continent.
Low-level monks find it difficult to hear this obscure sound, and only high-level monks can notice it.
Compared to the monks, the flowers, plants, birds and beasts felt the turmoil most intuitively. They became irritable and restless, and strange phenomena occurred one after another.
"After a thousand years, the Tianji Sect finally divined again."
The head of the sect was sitting in the Lingguang Hall. The black piece that he had just taken out of the chess basket paused in mid-air for a long time.
Opposite him sat the cold Sword Immortal Xuanji. For someone with an icy spirit root like Xuanji, the temperature would drop drastically wherever he walked. The Lingguang Hall had a built-in cooling formation, but Qingyun never used it. He just liked to find excuses to play chess with his junior brother, the master of Jianfeng Peak.
Xuan Ji gathered the white piece in his hand and looked up at the dark night outside the window. "I'm afraid that the Tianji Sect's descent from the mountain this time was also due to some omen."
"The last time we divined, we were both still young. The Tianji Sect has many secrets, and it just happened to be revealed at this time, so it's hard not to think too much."
Qingyun sighed and dropped the black piece in his hand onto the chessboard. "I don't know if the Grandmaster has come out of retreat. After he agreed to form an alliance with the demon clan last time, there has been no news since then. Now the righteous and demon clan are about to go to war with the ghost realm. The one in the ghost realm has already broken through to the Mahayana stage, and he is even one step ahead of me."
He simply pushed the chess basket aside and frowned in thought, while Xuan Ji sat opposite him, holding a sword, without saying a word.
Qingyun is analyzing the current situation.
The one with the highest cultivation level among the demon clan now is the Demon King who had benefited from the contract.
The Demon King Rong Lian was the blood bond holder of Lingyun Sword Master thousands of years ago.
The blood pact is the most domineering of all contracts. The parties who make the contract live and die together, can sense each other, and even when one party's strength increases, the other party can benefit from the gains in cultivation.
Lingyun Sword Master became an immortal, and Rong Lian's cultivation naturally skyrocketed as well, directly leaping from the Nascent Soul stage to the Out-of-Body stage.
This is the matter that has troubled everyone in the cultivation world over the years.
The blood covenant has many benefits, but also has amazing restrictions, one of which is living and dying together. After becoming an immortal, Lingyun Jianzun fell into the devil and committed suicide. Logically, Ronglan should also follow the rules of the blood covenant and die together.
But Rong Lian not only survived, he even survived, and directly ascended to the throne of the Demon King with his improved cultivation. What was even more bizarre was that there were many stronger beings than him in the huge demon clan, but no one opposed him.
After Rong Lian became the Demon King, he dealt with a large number of high-ranking officials in the clan with extremely drastic measures and replaced them with his own confidants.
But his movement caused serious damage to the entire demon clan.
But the new Demon King was an arrogant and willful person. He didn't care what others thought. He didn't even care whether the demon race could reproduce for a longer period of time. He directly used the demon race's sacred object, the Soul-Locking Lamp, to throw a large number of high-level officials into the underground demon tower, and they have not been released yet.
You know, that group of high-level demon clan members are all in the stage of distraction and out-of-body experience. To touch them is to touch the foundation of the demon clan.
Otherwise, how could such a large demon clan, one of the three major forces in the world of cultivation, suffer such a huge setback at the hands of the up-and-coming ghost realm
Qingyun thought for a moment, and suddenly murmured, "The Lord of the Ghost Realm is indeed a character."
However, a few hundred years ago, the ghost realm was still a place where forces were intertwined, and the seven major cities each controlled their own power, and no one could do anything to anyone else.
This situation has lasted in the ghost realm for nearly ten thousand years, and everyone thought it would continue.
As a result, seven hundred years ago, the Lord of the Ghost Realm appeared out of nowhere.
No one knows where this guy came from, but there is no doubt that he is extremely strong when he comes out, and every move he makes is extremely crazy.
Even ghost cultivators cherish their lives. They know how difficult it is to go through the nine reincarnations, and they value their lives even more.
But the Lord of the Ghost Realm is a complete madman. His moves are extremely ruthless, and he never leaves himself any way out. He puts his enemies in a desperate situation and then survives. He is like a demon crawling out of hell, which is terrifying.
He spent two hundred years to clean up the entire ghost area, and the seven city lords were completely subdued by him. Perhaps they were also frightened by his ruthlessness, and the city lords were frightened and worshipped him as their master.
Thus, the title of Lord of the Ghost Realm appeared in the world of cultivation.
After the Lord of the Ghost Realm took control of the Ghost Realm, he established his capital in Fengdu, the deepest part of the Ghost Realm, and stayed in the White Bone Palace day and night. He almost never showed up in public and was extremely mysterious.
Although ghost cultivators have a mediocre reputation in the world of cultivation, they have not fallen to the level of demon cultivators who are hostile to and hunted down by all forces.
But he didn't even attend the conference on Taoism jointly organized by various powerful people a hundred years ago, and the invitation he sent out fell on deaf ears. This is somewhat unbelievable.
As expected, a hundred years later, a big incident happened in this ghost realm.
If you don't make a sound, you'll be nothing. When the Lord of the Ghost Realm first appeared in the world of cultivation, he was as fast as lightning, trampling the demon tribe's land to pieces and stealing their sacred objects, and his notoriety spread far and wide.
Now that the demon clan's sacred object, the Soul-Locking Lamp, has been taken away by the Ghost Domain, those people under the Demon Tower will not be released for a while. The demon clan has lost a wing for no reason, and the Ghost Domain's calculations are really clicking.
The weak demon tribe had no choice but to ally with the righteous.
That’s right, in this alliance, the righteous path has the upper hand in terms of strength, so it also holds the initiative.
This is why the righteous are unwilling to agree to the demon clan's proposal to form an alliance. They are clearly trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife! The righteous are not stupid. They will check and balance if they can. The ghost domain has not provoked them, so why should they help the ghost domain
However, the demon clan suffered a great loss this time, and they have learned to lower their posture. Otherwise, they would not have moved out of the palace and come directly to Tai Yan Sect, which is a bit more pleasing to the eye.
"Brother, do you know why the ancestor agreed to the alliance?"
Xuan Ji's eyes were as deep as a cold pond. He silently glanced at the table covered with stars, his brows furrowed.
The top leaders of Taiyan Sect all expressed their difficulty in understanding this matter, and even Xuan Ji could not figure out the reason.
Although Patriarch Qingxu has the final say in the sect, he seldom interferes in sect affairs. After stepping down from the position of sect leader after the incident a thousand years ago, he has been traveling around the world. After returning to the sect, he has been in seclusion for many years. This time, he was in seclusion for nearly seven hundred years.
"Junior brother, you finally asked the right person about this matter."
Qingyun stroked his beard, sighed, and looked distant.
People who practice Taoism all look very young, but he insisted on growing a beard, which made him look really out of place.
Xuan Ji glanced at his senior brother twice, and rarely did he use his swordsman's straightforwardness to challenge his senior brother's aesthetic taste.
"However, I have only heard some rumors." After carefully casting a soundproofing spell, Qingyun smiled bitterly and said, "It is said that... the Lord of the Ghost Realm has some connection with the old ancestor."
As everyone knows, Patriarch Qingxu is a righteous leader who does not tolerate any injustice. If there is really a connection, then they must be enemies.
After saying this, Qingyun placed his index finger to his lips, made a gesture to keep quiet, and quietly removed the curse.