"It's just that in the ancient war back then, many righteous immortals died, so there were a lot of masterless origins."
"Now, both the floating world and the demon clan's Qingyao Mountain contain many origins."
"Friend Zhan Xian, you have understood two different laws."
"Now, if you can regain your divine status, then these two paths will be under your control."
"It's up to you to handle the matter regarding these two powers."
"However, although they are all origins, there are differences between them."
"An original path will become wider and more powerful when there are more people!"
“With fewer people and narrower roads, power is limited.”
"So, before becoming an immortal, only one person can control the original power."
"Once you become an immortal, the original power will be transformed into the original power. Therefore, it is best to let more younger generations master this rule!"
"These are the nine major forces in Panya Realm now."
"Every ancestor of the nine major sects has understood the original way."
"Their descendants only need to follow the path left by their predecessors and understand its rules. Even if the founder of the Nine Sects does not take action, his strength will continue to improve."
"The power of my Tao will also increase greatly."
"Therefore, the younger generation who choose this path must be far stronger than those of the same level!"
"The person in front of me has not realized the power of the source, so he is just a loose immortal."
Zhan Wuji listened carefully, "Origin", he has two types, one is the wooden man, and the other is the [Six Orders of Evolution]!
He had experienced the calamity of inner demons before. All the rules were combined with each other. Only this puppet and the [Six Orders of Evolution] were the real calamities of inner demons!
These two rules are essentially different from the previous four rules!
He is not the only one controlling the three paths of "forgetfulness", "reverse" and "sleep".
As for the word "all", judging from the consciousness of this true immortal, perhaps no one in this world knows this rule, but in the upper world, there is!
In this way, the legacy left by the "curse" in Yousu's tomb was not just as simple as cutting off the cause and effect. If future generations can understand the same curse, then his "origin" will be like the nine major sects. Like the founding ancestor, it becomes more and more powerful, but those who understand it will suffer big losses!
The "curse" just appeared thousands of years ago. There are definitely not many people who can understand its rules. Therefore, the rules it masters are also very weak!
Fortunately, I don’t understand the way of “curse”!
Zhan Wuji saw that the true immortal was about to say the word "origin" in his consciousness, and immediately added: "My cauldron is about to embark on the path to immortality."
"I gave him several powerful magical powers, but he has never been able to master them."
As soon as she finished speaking, Princess Zhuang Shu stretched out her hand, and a black light shot through the air. The extremely rich [Smoke of the Netherworld] suddenly penetrated into Zhan Wuji's eyebrows and disappeared.
There was a chilling chill, and in an instant, countless complex immortal spells, like hundreds of rivers, converged towards Zhan Wuji's brain.
"Ding! Unknown spell found, starting to record..."
"Ding! Discover the unknown magic!"
"Ding! Unknown spell discovered..."
In the dark night, thunder roared.
The nine Heavenly Tribulation Divine Chains that penetrated the sky and the earth were crackled and clattered by thunder... a sound like a mountain torrent, accompanied by whispers that seemed to have existed forever in the ears, filled every corner.
Under a ray of white light, Zhan Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, a look of shock appeared on his face.
He looked at it, then looked at it again, but the invisible god left the world without any hesitation.
A black throne floats quietly in the air.
The throne was completely black, with red textures appearing on its surface, releasing a vast power of curse.
At this moment, a figure in black suddenly appeared on the throne. He restrained all his momentum, his eyes were calm, and it was clearly Zhan Wuji.
Returning to the Netherworld, he immediately took out an ancient scroll.
There are clouds and mist in the painting, as if the sky and the sea are together, vast and vast, but the color is dark, deep, cold and weird.
In the clouds and mist, a man in black stood quietly. His eyes were very calm, and the aura on his body was so restrained, just like an ordinary person, but the aura on his body was as towering as a mountain, giving people a feeling of being upright. a feeling of.
This is a picture scroll given to him by "Fu Qiong", and he got it from Ancestor Chongming.
Zhan Wuji looked at the painting, and when he looked at it attentively, he saw that the clouds and mist surrounding him suddenly rolled up like waves, and in the blink of an eye, six cloud seals were formed in the sky.
His sword never left his body.
The sword thrust out and blood splattered.
He did not retreat, nor did he draw his sword.
"Don't kill ordinary people."
He is not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of living.
Kill Dao and Dharma, kill Dao and kill lives, kill gods and demons.
Those cloud patterns flashed in mid-air and turned into a gorgeous long sword, covered with dense patterns. When the sword body trembled slightly, there was a shrill whistling sound that fell into the painting. In the middle man's hand, the entire picture lit up, and a bloody air rose into the sky, stirring the surrounding space. It took a while before it calmed down.
A fierce sword energy filled the space between heaven and earth!
Seeing this, Zhan Wuji nodded slightly, waved his sleeves, and put the painting away.
"Origin", once the "origin" is achieved, more people will choose!
Therefore, he wanted to leave his sword rules in his inheritance for future generations to understand.
"Although the descendants of the Chongming Sect are only the Jiu'ali family, the Fuguang Sihong family, and the Zhenshi Su family, every outstanding disciple can inherit this technique, have children, and reproduce future generations. This is a rule. The rules will also be passed down to future generations.”
"However, I, Chongming Sect, will leave a trace."
"We must also take into account those disciples who died young, had limited understanding, or even had no intention of getting married."
"Let the roots of this wooden man stay in my school as another legacy of mine..."
As soon as he thought of this, Zhan Wuji took out a high-grade soul-nurturing bag. The runes on it were extinguished, and thick black air lingered. A stream of black smoke emerged from the bag and fled into the distance.
Zhan Wuji stared at the black smoke calmly, but remained motionless.
That black smoke had reached its maximum speed, leaving a long gray trail in the air, but no matter how it ran, it stopped in front of Zhan Wuji, half an arm's length away, and there was no trace at all. Way to pull it apart!
After a while, I seemed to feel something. The black energy suddenly condensed into a translucent human shape, with exquisite facial features and a ferocious face. It was still the "little Ni" of the boy from Baicao Town. This is the word "Ni"!
