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The Tianshui Palace in the Zhuque Domain is the core holy land of the Sima Saint Clan.
The palace named Tianshui Palace is actually a giant city group composed of more than a thousand heaven-level cities and hundreds of thousands of large and small palaces. It stretches for hundreds of millions of miles, contains millions of giant spiritual veins of heaven and earth, and has unlimited resources.
The starlight from the sky sprinkled on the earth. When it was still hundreds of miles away from the ground, the starlight within hundreds of millions of miles suddenly converged towards a certain point, turning into a bright torrent with a diameter of a hundred feet above a palace, carrying a faint There was a roar and a roar as it fell.
People in Tianshui Palace, whether they are mortals, sub-sages, or even those aloof beings who have broken through to the sub-sage realm, will never see any starlight at night, and the sky will always be dark. All the starlight gathered in the sky above this palace and poured into Sima Rushui, who seemed to have been sitting on the throne and never moved.
Sima Rushui, the founder of the Sima Saint Clan, was one of the eight hundred saints who followed the three holy saints in the Yuanlu world and slaughtered the world.
A torrent of starlight gathered in the sky, shining into the Tianshui Hall where he was, and finally compressed into a line of light that was only as thick as a water tank. It poured directly into the top of his head from the Tianling Cap, and was completely swallowed by him like a black hole without any leakage.
There are hundreds of millions of miles of starlight, and the star essence that falls every night is so huge that it can easily burst thirty to fifty peak golden immortals and make them lose their souls. But such a huge power, for Sima Rushui, is like eating and drinking water for a mortal, and it can only barely improve his strength.
The simple and magnificent hall is a thousand feet wide and a hundred miles deep. Sima Rushui's throne is on the high platform at the end of the palace. He sat steadily on the throne, holding his hands on his side. Ever since the Sima clan laid down its foundation in the void spiritual world and established the Tianshui Palace, he had been sitting here in this posture, and it seemed that he had never moved at all.
Sima Rushui, who had a simple face and was square and square like an ancient jade seal, looked at Shaoyuan Jinxian kneeling in the hall quietly. The divine light in his eyes was like a scalpel, breaking open bit by bit. Shaoyuan Jinxian's body tore apart his soul and revealed all the mysteries in his body.
"Qualifications, average."
"Cultivation is okay."
"The technique is good."
"I like the character!" After a few words and an evaluation of Shaoyuan Jinxian, Sima Rushui laughed: "Anyone who is willing to join our Saint Clan and work hard for our Saint Clan All immortals will gain our favor."
Shaoyuan Jinxian was lying on the ground, sweating all over his body, his body was trembling, and he kept making "crack" sounds as his joints collided. Sima Rushui did not release any pressure to force him. What made him unable to lift his head like a mountain was the top of a mountain. Dozens of Sima clan members stood on both sides of the palace, wearing simple robes and with a majestic aura like prison. saint'.
In the Saint Clan, the so-called saint is an omnipotent being who has broken through the peak of a first-class sub-saint and transcended into a saint.
In the Holy Spirit Realm, these so-called saints are equivalent to the ancestors of each family. They have broken through the bottleneck of the peak golden immortals. They have endless mana and can easily crush hundreds or even thousands of peak golden immortals. Fairy.
Such a tyrannical existence, whether in the void spiritual world or the holy spirit world, is the true superior. Peak golden immortals like Shaoyuan Jinxian can only be regarded as middle-level leaders among the real big forces in the two worlds. Only those who have broken through the bottlenecks at that level are the real big shots and have the power to influence the situation of one party. , can be regarded as a leader-level existence.
Shaoyuan Jinxian never expected that the Sima Saint Clan, whose ranking among the Saint Clan could only be considered middle-low, would have sixty-four saints in front of him, excluding Sima Rushui. The Miaomian Zhendan Sect to which he belongs can be regarded as an authentic Taoist sect with a good ranking in the Holy Spirit world, but the Miaomian Zhendan Sect has only more than twenty ancestors of this level.
The power of one Sima Saint Clan can be compared to three Miaozhendan Sects. No wonder the Void Spirit Realm has been entangled with the Holy Spirit Realm for so many years. Every time it is invaded by the Holy Spirit Realm, it never loses. On the contrary, it becomes more and more powerful. The stronger.
These powerful saints used their coercion to tease Shaoyuan Jinxian unscrupulously. They crushed Shaoyuan Jinxian's body to their heart's content, suppressed his soul, and put his body and soul on the verge of collapse at any time. Shaoyuan Jinxian was covered in sweat, and his vitality was constantly being forced out of his body along with the sweat.
"Okay, don't play anymore."
Sima Rushui saved Shaoyuan Jinxian from the brink of collapse with just one word. The sixty-four saints withdrew their raging pressure and saluted Sima Rushui with serious faces. Sima Rushui smiled indifferently and pointed at Shaoyuan Jinxian. A starlight flew out from the fingertips and quietly penetrated into Shaoyuan Jinxian's eyebrows.
Shaoyuan Jinxian felt a burning sensation all over his body, and the immortal power in his body suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes. His immortal power seemed to be vaguely integrated with the avenue of heaven and earth. He seemed to have understood some indescribable principle of the avenue. He He vaguely saw a door that was once unattainable right in front of him. He might step into this door at any time.
No, as the power of this starlight continued to spread, the immortal power in Shaoyuan Jinxian's body surged like a tide, pushing him to break open the door.
"The way of a saint is the same as the way of your Taoist Master in the Holy Spirit Realm. Once you break through the bottleneck in front of you, you will officially step into the realm of the immeasurable dharma, and you will be one of us from now on. The so-called 'immeasurable dharma' means the true boundless power of the dharma." . You are just a golden immortal. If your immortal power is exhausted, it will take at least several months to meditate and breathe out to replenish your immortal power. Therefore, in the void spiritual world, you golden immortals in the Holy Spirit Realm do not dare to take action easily."
"But once you achieve the status of a saint, the 'Infinite Dharma', as the name suggests, means endless mana. With a thought, the mana will flow endlessly. A saint in the 'Infinite Dharma' realm can easily crush hundreds of peak golden immortals. , one step to reach the sky, that’s how it is said.”
Sima Rushui looked at the overjoyed Shaoyuan Jinxian with a smile, and said lightly: "Those old immortals in your Holy Spirit Realm are pedantic and conservative, just like the old corpses in ancient tombs, which is disgusting. They follow the way of heaven and pay attention to opportunities. Disciples No matter how good my disciples are, they will not help you to break through."
"But our Saint Clan is different. We have strict rules here. If you have merit, you will be rewarded, and if you go wrong, you will be punished. It is the simplest. Worries such as trying to encourage others will never appear in our place. As long as you make enough contributions, Even if a small ninth-grade sub-sage can help you break through to the realm of a saint in one day, this is not unprecedented."
Shaoyuan Jinxian knelt on the ground. He felt the wonderful feeling that he and the heaven and earth were getting closer and closer to some kind of magnificent power and some mysterious secret, and he couldn't wait to shout loudly: "Slave is willing Die for the saint!"
He has been completely confused by Sima Rushui's words, isn't he? He has worked hard and diligently in the Miaomian Zhendan Sect for countless years, and the result is a peak golden immortal. All the cultivation resources were obtained through his hard work and hard work. They were accumulated with great difficulty by him. When had those superior old immortals ever helped him like Sima Rushui
With just a ray of starlight, Shaoyuan half-stepped into the realm of Taoism. How happy was this
Compared with such benefits, betraying a few immortals from the Holy Spirit Realm is nothing. Even if all the ancestors of his Miao Ni Zhen Dan Sect were sold, that group of old immortals deserved it - who made them not be as generous to Shaoyuan Jinxian and Sima Rushui
And he has already done those things anyway. He lost Yuluo Immortal City and betrayed White Tiger Immortal City. There is no turning back. He might as well sell the bones and flesh to Sima Rushui and become Sima Rushui's slave. !
Sima Rushui is such an old monster. He saw through what Shaoyuan Jinxian was thinking at a glance. He laughed happily: "Have you figured it out? Think it through? Okay, I like you who are a complete deceiver. A person who doesn’t even want to lose his last bit of face to destroy his ancestors. This kind of immortal must be reused by our holy clan, and you are worthy of our reuse."
Squinting his eyes, Sima Rushui flicked his finger on the armrest of the throne, and there was a crisp sound like the impact of a jade chime.
A saint in the main hall immediately knelt on the ground and bowed to Sima Rushui: "Ancestor, what are your orders?"
Sima Rushui smiled indifferently and waved his hand gently: "In one and a half months, more than a dozen acropolis were lost. Which family is under the control of that piece of land? The whole family was sent to the death camp, to the place where the war is currently the most intense, and they will have a good time. Let’s practice and refine.”
After being silent for a while, Sima Rushui sighed: "In recent years, the elite strength extracted from those towns and guards has been too much. For example, these days, the Panling Guards who were the first to be defeated, among their elders , there are many people serving in our army, some are already half-saints, and there are many other high-level sub-saints. If they all stayed in Panling Guards, they would not be attacked so easily."
After counting for a while, Sima Rushui said in a deep voice: "There are three formally established legions of my family in front of me who have returned for renovation. We will dispatch a group of people with sufficient military merit and transfer them to Shaoyuan Jinxian, and let them secretly guard the various acropolis. , Zhencheng, take care of those little bugs in the Holy Spirit Realm."
Sima Rushui glanced at Shaoyuan Golden Immortal and said with a smile: "Shaoyuan, I value you very much. If you can uproot these fairy cities such as White Tiger and Cuisui, if you can sweep away more than twenty fairy cities, Capture all the immortals in the city, and I will help you make a complete breakthrough."
Shaoyuan Jinxian swallowed hard and slapped his forehead heavily on the ground, making a loud "thud" sound.
Sima Rushui smiled extremely brightly. He pointed at Shaoyuan Jinxian and said with a smile: "The news came back from the Holy Spirit Realm. The founder of the Miaomian Zhendan Sect has implicated so many Buddhist and Taoist sects because of this little guy's betrayal. Disciple, go to the door of a certain Taoist ancestor and kneel on the ground to plead guilty. I have been kneeling for several days and have not been received by the Taoist ancestor."
"Hehe, I like it when you deceive your master and destroy your ancestors to this extent. I really like this kid so much!"
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