Cheng Ling met his eyes and didn't move at all. The middle-aged monk's words were very nice, and he seemed to take the prosperity and decline of the human race as his own responsibility, but he didn't know what he had in mind.
After pondering for a while, he asked again: "Senior said before that I was the third person to enter the Golden Page space. Why didn't you pass the Golden Page to the two previous ones?"
The middle-aged monk frowned and said: "The two people who entered here before did not become the next owners of the Golden Page, they were just my pawns. But you are different. You have integrated the Golden Page into the soul and become the Golden Page." Lord of the page, so I want to help you, I want to help you go to the Ancient God Realm, and let you protect the human race on my behalf and resist the invasion of foreign races!"
"After helping you, the Golden Page Space will be completely under your control. I will completely disperse. The lotus flowers left on this lake are the inheritance of Taoism that I have cultivated for hundreds of millions of years. As long as you refine it, you Your cultivation level and heavenly path will soar all the way, and you will achieve the supreme divine status."
"At that time, not to mention the Immortal World, even the entire Ancient Divine Realm will exist by your will. By then, are the beauties who are separated from you still afraid of the day when they will not be reunited again?"
Cheng Ling suddenly raised his head, stared at the middle-aged monk, and fell silent.
"This person is hidden in the golden page space. Perhaps he knows all my experiences since I got the first golden page. He knows everything about me, and he also knows my desire to find Liu Qingyan, Yun Jingwen, and Yang Hongqiu. .”
"He grasped this point, then promised a bright future, and insisted on teaching the Golden Page completely. There must be something fishy in this. Once he does anything after opening his mind, my consciousness will be controlled by it and completely reduced to puppet!"
After a moment of silence, Cheng Ling said: "The seniors love me so much, and the juniors are flattered. The prosperity of a race cannot be achieved by one person, and besides, I have no ambition to become a true god. In the long years, I only want to be like the birds in the sky and the creatures in the water." Fish, free and unrestrained, this is the life I think of, or the Tao I admire!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged monk was shocked, but an earth-shattering pressure immediately emitted from him. This pressure turned into a storm, and suddenly rushed straight towards Cheng Ling, and in an instant, all of Cheng Ling was swept away. Shrouded, with a sudden breath, Cheng Ling flew directly in front of him.
"I have studied the Golden Page for countless thousands of years. It contains too many secrets. Even I cannot see them all. However, I can extract the power of life from this Golden Page and turn it into a brand to stay in your soul. Although It cannot allow you to reach the sky in one step, but it can allow you to break the petrification spell and develop the enlightenment of heaven from within. How much good fortune you can achieve depends on you!" The voice echoed, shaking the world, and gradually dissipated.
Cheng Ling suddenly felt countless information coming into his mind, and his consciousness gradually began to blur, as if it had been replaced by the other party's will.
His heart froze, and a thought flashed through his mind. What the middle-aged monk did was to control his soul and seize his body by force! In shock, the power of his soul gathered and he fired several soul swords without hesitation.
The middle-aged monk let out a miserable groan! He didn't expect Cheng Ling to have this kind of soul attack technique. He was caught off guard, and his soul body trembled, like a candle swaying left and right in the wind!
"Damn it, if it weren't for the loss of the soul, which only has a ray of Taoism left, how can the soul attack the magic door? This kid is not simple. With only the body of the soul, he can still withstand the devouring of this god."
Cheng Ling retreated continuously, the Thunder Fairy Sword came into his palm, and several purple sword lights headed towards the middle-aged monk to kill him! Now that his face has been broken, there is no need to hesitate. He directly uses his strongest killing move to annihilate him in one fell swoop.
There was a sneer on the middle-aged monk's lips, and he said coldly: "Stupid, I am the first master of the Golden Page. I have all the swordsmanship and spells you know at my command. Even if my strength is not as good as one ten thousandth of what it was in its heyday, I can't deal with it." You are like squeezing an ant to death!"
As he finished speaking, he stretched out his right palm and transformed into a sword. With just a slight swing, the sword light struck by Cheng Ling was shattered into pieces.
Then, the sword in his hand turned into a circle of light, and sharp sword energy surged towards him.
Cheng Ling concentrated on dealing with it. The sword energy that the opponent was attacking seemed familiar. The Qingfeng swordsmanship, Xuanlei swordsmanship, Fantasy sword star swordsmanship, Ice soul swordsmanship, and Tianlei swordsmanship were all the same as those he had learned, but they were still awkward to perform. More than that.
With such control over the swordsmanship, the long sword seemed to be connected with his soul body, and he could pick it up at his fingertips, like a cook undressing an ox or an antelope hanging its horns.
Cheng Ling had never met such an opponent before. His swordsmanship was almost completely suppressed. Everything he thought seemed to be reflected in his eyes. He switched sword weapons and targeted extremely small flaws with each sword attack.
Cheng Ling was exhausted and almost completely lost his initiative. In desperation, he could only release the soul-chasing sword from time to time, and use the method of hitting the soul to restore the decline.
After fighting hard for a long time, he finally found a gap, and the phantom body method stepped out under his feet and retreated to the other side of the lake in an instant.
The middle-aged monk dodged continuously, but stopped halfway after chasing him and returned to the ball of light again.
Cheng Ling was gasping for breath. He was really tired. He fought with less than a hundred moves and almost used up all his strength. He finally escaped from the opponent's sword aura. Continuously casting the Soul Chasing Sword consumes a huge amount of the soul body.
Fortunately, the blood light and vitality power were replenished in time, and he began to gradually recover. By this time, he understood that the blood light and vitality power had nothing to do with the golden page.
If it could be replenished all the time, the middle-aged monks who stayed in the golden page space would not be like him, with only a soul body left. Where did this blood light and vitality come from, and who has been constantly replenishing it to keep his spirit alive?
These questions flashed through his mind, but he had no time to delve into them now. The pressure of the middle-aged monk was still in front of him. After recovering for a moment, Cheng Ling carefully looked at the illusory body of the middle-aged monk, with a trace of doubt in his heart.
Why didn't the middle-aged monk take the initiative to pursue him instead of giving himself time to recover? Following the previous method, he suddenly pulled himself to his side, and then attempted to use his will to devour his own soul and achieve the purpose of seizing his body.
But in front of him, his legs were connected with the ball of light, and the sword in his hand was raised, but he didn't intend to take the initiative to attack. Did he not want to or couldn't?
His mind moved slightly, and he stared closely at the ball of light at his feet. After a moment, he said: "Even if you, as the first master of the Golden Page, have much higher cultivation and combat power than me, so what? If what I expected is good, You must not be able to move too far away from the light ball!"
The middle-aged monk was shocked and secretly thought that this boy had such a delicate mind. After only fighting for a while, he realized that he could not leave the ball of light. I wanted to take it down in one fell swoop before, but I never thought that he would be able to attack with a divine soul. Now that I have distanced myself, I can no longer use the method just now.
When Cheng Ling saw that the middle-aged monk didn't answer, he felt 80% sure, but he didn't dare to attack easily. He couldn't see the strength of the opponent, and he didn't have the slightest certainty about what distance was safe.
But the two of them cannot remain in a stalemate. Facing the powerful men of the Ancient God Realm, passive defense is definitely not the way to win.
what to do?
The swordsmanship and spells taught by Jinye have no effect on him. How about using Xuankong swordsmanship? But once you get close, you're afraid of falling into the opponent's trap again. The soul attack method is good, but it consumes too much.
After thinking about it, I suddenly remembered the method of drawing talismans in the void that I saw in Jiuyou Immortal Mansion. The two of them were separated by a hundred feet, so perhaps only the talisman attack could be foolproof.
Moreover, this method of drawing talismans in the void was completely developed by himself. He was certain that if the middle-aged monk was not good at talismans, he would not be able to do it at all.
Just do it! The most important thing when drawing a talisman in the void is to keep the immortal energy intact, from head to toe in one stroke, so that the power of the talisman can be released.
But at present, he only has the body of the soul, and he cannot use the immortal energy, so there is only one way, which is to use his own vitality. Although I don't know if this power is endless, it will eventually be replenished after a while. I hope this replenishment can persist until the entire talisman is carved.
The index finger of his right hand tapped lightly, and a milky white light flashed at the fingertip, and the power of vitality was slowly poured into it. As the fingertips turned, the power continued without a trace of lag.
Cheng Ling was overjoyed and calmed down, slowly mobilizing the vitality in his body and injecting it into the strokes of the talisman. A talisman was already one-third complete.
The middle-aged monk's expression changed drastically. He instinctively felt that something was wrong, but there was no way to stop this moment. Cheng Ling was too far away from him. As long as it exceeded the ten-foot radius of the light ball, his soul body would gradually dissipate and eventually be annihilated.
He could only wait there, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. This feeling made him very angry! After a moment of silence, he said: "Boy, believe me, as long as you accept the inheritance of this god, the golden page can be completely integrated with you."
"It was not conceived by the stars of this universe, but came from the stars of another universe. As I said before, the battle between the four divine beasts and the four spirits caused most of the ancient divine realm to dissipate. Presumably, the left half of the area formed a A new universe."
"If you can breed a treasure like the Golden Page, you can imagine how rich the resources will be in the other half of the universe. As long as you accept this god's gift, you will be able to reach the realm of the true god within ten thousand years."
"At that time, take control of the Ancient God Realm again, launch the people in the Ancient God Realm to invade the stars in other universes, bring everything back on track, and regain control under the Ancient God Realm. And you will be able to become the true god in the hearts of hundreds of millions of monks, and connect with the world coexist!"
There was a sneer at the corner of Cheng Ling's mouth, but he didn't feel the slightest emotion in his heart. The middle-aged monk's words were like a huge painted cake, making people salivate, but he didn't care at all. He just stared at his right index finger. The void painting had been completed. Two thirds.
"Boy, listen to this god and stop being stubborn. You must know that the lifespan of gods is not infinite. They just live longer than ordinary people. The purpose of our cultivation is not to live forever. Only by becoming a true god can we be immortal and coexist with heaven and earth. !”
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