In the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the Kunlun Mountains were filled with spiritual energy and lush greenery.
A figure suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain, wearing a feathered coat and a star crown on his head. His body was shrouded in mist, but his figure was vaguely graceful. He seemed to be another envoy from Jin'ao Island.
She raised her head and looked at this lonely peak. She felt that Lihuo's golden eyes, which could see through many illusions and illusions, seemed to be covered by a layer of mist. She could not see the people deep in the white clouds. In one thought.
Sure enough, it is the direct descendant of Yuanshi, no wonder he dares to stand up to the name of Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain. The envoy from Jin'ao Island whispered in his heart, and the information he had deliberately collected suddenly appeared in his mind:
Emperor Su Meng of the Yuan Dynasty briefly described the legend and characteristics of the other side. One word can be used as a law for the world.
When the great catastrophe comes, all kinds of people who are destined to meet the catastrophe appear one after another. They cannot be underestimated, but after all, they are just entering the Dharmakaya for the first time. If you don’t accept this invitation, you have to accept it. She picked a leaf casually, held it in the palm of her hand, and suddenly there was a rising sun in her eyes. The moon sets, the stars move, the earth takes shape, and the mountains and rivers rise and fall, as if another world has descended here.
Five white and crystal-clear hands spread out like beautiful jade, and the leaves become deep. One flower is a world, and a leaf is a world. The laws are reflected to the outside, dyeing the leaf veins deeply, forming words:
At the winter solstice, at the end of the East China Sea, there is a banquet on Jin'ao Island.
As soon as the invitation was completed, the envoy walked lightly, and in an instant, he penetrated through the layers of void and arrived in front of the Taoist temple where the plaque of Yuxu Palace was hung.
Just when she was about to stretch out her right hand, knock on the door, hand the invitation to Yuxu's disciples, ask them to forward it to Su Meng, and then leave quietly, her movements suddenly stopped.
Because in her spiritual sense, the Taoist temple was empty, and the so-called forbidden magic formation was just a false story. This place was like a ruined temple in a barren mountain, with no master Su Meng and no disciples.
After all, it is a well-known sect, and there is not even a gatekeeper disciple. The envoy from Jin'ao Island stayed in front of the Yuxu Palace, and he was a heavenly immortal. I have lived for countless years relying on secret techniques, but I have never seen any regular sect like this.
The most important thing is, who should the invitation be given to
Just throw it in and wait for Su Meng or his disciples to come back and find it.
But he forcibly opened up the world in Ye Nei. In order to shock Su Meng, he would not dare not to come, and the material of leaves picked casually cannot carry a world for a long time, and it does not last for a long time without disciples to keep it properly. If it is triggered at the slightest moment, it will disappear into ashes. When Su Meng comes back, will he not see the invitation? Or will he not see the invitation
The Taoist temple was empty and quiet inside. Only the lotus flowers were blooming and failing, waiting for the next bloom.
The envoy from Jin'ao Island stood at the door for a long time, only the sound of birds could be heard. Finally, with his left hand, he crushed the leaf into powder and revealed the power of his right hand. The contents of the invitation were left on the screen wall inside the gate.
All the hard work I did before was wasted.
Who would have thought that Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain would look like this
Huo Lishang boarded the ship and planned to go to Changhua Island.
Qu Baimei died, the island master's mansion was wiped out, and Changhua Island was in the stage of a leaderless struggle for power. It was suitable for him to take risks with his current strength to see if he could get enough wealth for healing, and the two islands were far apart. Huo Lishang was still recovering, so he did not dare to fly for a long time, lest he would be unable to return.
There is no moon at night. Stars were hidden high in the sky, and everything was pitch black. All you could hear was the distant sound of waves, and you could see the waves rising and falling under the weak lights of ships. The unusual peace and quiet make people feel homesick and lonely.
Huo Lishang felt a long-lasting sadness. He hid in the corner of the deck and looked into the distance, feeling uneasy.
People leave the road. Bian is like a wanderer who leaves home and has to go through countless tortures and hardships before he can return home.
The Thousand Faces and Eternal Tribulation Method suits my taste. Although it is dangerous, I can vaguely see the hope of returning home.
It’s just that this time I met Han Guang, the Taiyi Heavenly Master of the mysterious organization, and misjudged his strength and ability to cause trouble, so that he always missed the mark and almost lost himself, thinking that his past experiences were all hallucinations because of the identity swap. hallucinations caused.
While his thoughts were ups and downs, Huo Lishang suddenly saw a small boat passing by. Standing at the head of the boat was a young Taoist priest wearing a strange green robe. He had disheveled hair and was very handsome.
It's so exciting, boating on the sea, riding the wind and waves, I have done this several times before. Huo Lishang chuckled secretly, recalling the past.
Anyone who can do this has some confidence, and this young Taoist priest is no exception, but I don’t know who he is.
As the boats crossed each other, the handsome young Taoist priest suddenly turned his head and looked at Huo Lishang. Everything suddenly seemed to stop, and there was a mysterious feeling permeating the surroundings.
With Huo Lishang's knowledge and courage, he felt inexplicably heartbroken at this moment. It seemed more dangerous than facing the mysterious immortal.reads;
The most taboo thing in practicing the Thousand Faces and Eternal Tribulation method is to encounter someone you don’t take seriously and be unable to bear the cause and effect caused by the goal itself and the exchange of identities. Otherwise, thousands of faces will be illusory, all actions will be unfavorable, you will be shaken step by step, you will be blurred, and you will suffer. to backlash. The young Taoist priest with disheveled hair glanced at Huo Lishang and made a voice that was elegant but contained vicissitudes of life.
Huo Lishang was stunned, as if the biggest secret in his heart had been exposed.
He, how does he know the taboos of Thousand Faces and Eternal Tribulation Dharma
Seeing him stunned, the young Taoist frowned slightly: Didn't Qian Huan tell you this
At this point, he suddenly paused and sighed:
I'm confused. I'm afraid Qian Huan has been dead for many years.
With a sad tone, the boat started again, and in an instant, the young Taoist priest disappeared into the vast sea under the night.
Tianyi Island, Lihuo Temple.
The forbidden method of the Golden Crow Pilgrimage Cauldron was opened, and the five colors of red, green, yellow, white and black brilliance suddenly rushed out, entangled with each other, as graceful as a startling giant, and as graceful as a swimming dragon.
Fan Lishuang and other powerful men of the Golden Crow Sect each held Dharma seals and fired seals one after another. The layers overlapped and turned into a net, which was added to the five-color brilliance. Sweat appeared on their foreheads, and the sweat was dark red, as if little flames were burning. They had been refined before. The system failed once and there was no way out.
Of course, after this experience, Fan Lishuang's confidence in success has improved a lot.
Meng Qi sat upright with his eyes closed, pouring Tao power into the formations in the palace, transforming it into the pure essence of the Golden Crow Sect for use by Fan Lishuang and others.
This link would be very troublesome for someone else. After all, the nature is different and the turnover is quite slow. It may not be able to meet the consumption of Fan Lishuang and others. But Meng Qi was different. He directly imitated the true fire infusion of the Great Sun, which was almost of the same origin, and the transformation only took place in an instant. This made Fan Lishuang very surprised. He felt that the Night Emperor was unfathomable and his Tao power was inexhaustible. He could rely on increasing the perfusion to maintain the transformed output.
The five-color brilliance was gradually gathered together, and gold produced water. Water generates wood, wood generates fire, fire generates earth, and earth generates metal, forming a harmonious cycle. Their own laws are blended together to build the foundation of the world. A fairy sword glowing with five colors of brilliance vaguely takes shape, and the matter inside is secretly generated. Soaring clouds.
Night Emperor. Fan Lishuang suddenly let out a low drink.
He and others have gone through hardships. It has finally been refined to this point, and whether it can be truly successful in the future depends entirely on how Ye Di finishes it. But currently, it seems that the chance of becoming an immortal-level magic weapon is only 50%.
Meng Qi had already planned it, and he had a slightly dull blood-colored long knife in his hand. The blade was extremely thin and had an eerie beauty.
Buzz
The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword struggled desperately, but it had long been imprinted by Meng Qi, and the damage had not yet fully recovered. Being wrapped up in Taishang Wuji Yuanshi Qingyun, he could not escape immediately.
Then Meng Qi pushed with both hands and sent the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword into the center of the five-color brilliance.
He will sacrifice the sword with the blood-transforming magic sword, and it will end perfectly
Come these nine days. The Golden Crow Sect taught Meng Qi many refining finishing methods, including the forger's own sword-sacrifice and normal Taoist power to close the sword, etc., but Meng Qi chose the best and most wasteful method, using a mouthful of immortal-level magic weapons. sacrificial sword
boom
The five-color brilliance burst out of the palace and illuminated the entire Tianyi Island. A touch of blood was mixed in, struggling hard.
Being pulled, the huge Golden Crow corpse in the Golden Crow Pilgrimage Cauldron suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a small flame, dark gold and almost black.
As soon as the flame came out, it fell directly on the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. After that, only extremely brilliant light burst out, and nothing could be seen anymore.
Meng Qi relied entirely on instinct and used his magic power to perform the sword sheathing chant. The light gradually shrank, and a long sword appeared as if it were made of dense smoke.
It was flowing with five-color brilliance, and there were many inscriptions containing Taoist meanings on it. It shook slightly and flew towards Meng Qi.
Meng Qi felt the earth element's heavy burial, the metal element's sharp bursts, the water element's vitality, the wood element's growth and luxuriant growth, the fire element's scorching flowers, and the blooming flowers, which just constituted the cycle of the development of all things. The heaven and earth were opened and formed, the four phenomena were determined, and matter was derived
It is often said that immortals and Buddhas are not in the three realms and jump out of the Five Elements. As soon as this sword comes out, the immortals and Buddhas also return to the Five Elements, so they are called Lixian. Meng Qiyan followed the instructions, and there were two more ancient seal characters on the sword:
Lixian
Li Xian's sword trembled slightly, like a kitten rubbing against Meng Qi's palm, full of admiration.
Fan Lishuang, who actually sacrificed a mouthful of the immortal-level magic weapon, wiped his sweat and felt that what he had seen and felt in these nine days was so thrilling that a disciple with a weaker mind would probably collapse.
Meng Qi put away the Lixian Sword, thanked Fan Lishuang and others, and then sent a message to Yunyue to come in with her reward.
After Yunyue came in, her expression was a little strange. Meng Qi remained calm and didn't ask what happened until they got to the boat.
Young Master, Jin'ao Island did not send immortals to pursue us in order to cover up our existence. Instead, they sent out invitations to invite other dharma-height people to the Winter Solstice banquet, which caused an uproar. If we had not covered up our whereabouts, maybe, maybe the invitations had been sent. . Yunyue answered honestly. To be honest, she felt a lot more relaxed because she no longer had to be chased by immortals.
Meng Qi frowned as he went to Jin'ao Island for a banquet.
Why do you need to take risks? You have already obtained a divine weapon.
As his thoughts raced, he had already made a decision: go find your young master and tell him that the game is over.
Of course, the real Ye Emperor went to the invitation to Ye Emperor.
But, I don’t know where my young master has gone. Liu Shang and the others lowered their heads, thinking that it would be better to pretend to be Emperor Ye for this kind of thing, so that the real young master would be safe.
Meng Qi smiled: It doesn't matter. We are connected by cause and effect. I'm afraid I won't be able to find him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the void overlapped and chaos arose. The building ship passed through the layers of barriers and appeared in front of a sea ship.
Huo Lishang was standing on the bow of the boat when he suddenly saw a familiar version of himself and four concubines with strange expressions. Then he heard familiar words:
Game over. .