Approaching the top of Purgatory, Empress Gui Ji glanced at the sleeping man in black below from a high altitude. A look of shock finally appeared on her face that had not shown any signs of change in nearly ten thousand years.
Therefore, Empress Gui Ji tentatively asked the woman walking side by side: "Fellow Taoist Murong, who is he? You actually need you to use the power of law to seal and suppress him? And how do I feel that you were attacking him earlier?" At this moment, time and space are stagnant, as if the whole world is faintly rejecting you and me! How could this be?"
Empress Guiji's inquiry was not transmitted through the sound transmission, and she deliberately lowered her voice.
This also made the other five people around, including Leng Ningshuang, all listen.
However, the other five people secretly recalled it with puzzled faces and did not notice anything unusual.
Have it?
Even if Ayu and A'zhu have reached the peak of the demigod realm, they are no exception. They secretly whispered: Why don't we feel repulsed?
Murong Xuemo glanced at Gui Ji with a half-smile but not a smile: "Fellow Gui Ji, when you reach our level, you have no fear of birth, old age, illness, or death, but only fear of contamination with cause and effect! If I only say so, and heaven's secrets cannot be arbitrarily measured or leaked, are you still interested? Do you know the reason?"
"Sorry, it was Gui Ji who overstepped her bounds! Gui Ji would like to apologize and thank fellow Taoist Murong for his warning!"
Hearing this, a drop of cold sweat appeared on Gui Ji's forehead, she immediately retreated and stopped asking further questions.
The so-called speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional!
Leng Ningshuang on the side saw that Murong Shenshi and Gui Ji were so secretive, and her heart became active. She quickly looked back at the man in black below, her beautiful eyes sparkling: "Fengjun, is your origin so mysterious? ? But...even if you hide a lot of secrets from me, how can you hide as many secrets from me as I do from you!"
While he was thinking, the light was flowing on the top of the Nine Nether Purgatory. Immediately afterwards, seven figures disappeared together from this independent space formed by the smelting of the Nine Spins Devouring Element Array and the Dacheng Domain.
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In the dense forest of Nine Nether Purgatory, everyone breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the seven figures disappear completely.
"Seniors, please forgive me for being ignorant and short-sighted. I wonder what the identities and origins of Divine Envoy Murong and Empress Gui Ji are respectively?"
At this moment, Xiang Qiubai's paralyzed body had recovered more than half, but he still had to limp around with Ji Sheng's support.
"Please, seniors, please help us clear up my doubts!"
When Wang Dachui and others saw Xiang Qiubai behaving like this, they quickly humbly asked for advice.
When the Heavenly Demon Girl and the Beichen Sword Saint saw everyone's thirsty gazes, they couldn't help but glance sideways at the Night Ghost King and took the initiative to push him back a step.
It's not that Tian Yaonv and Beichen Sword Saint can't answer everyone's questions, but their personalities are not suitable for answering people's questions.
The Heavenly Demon Girl likes to be quiet and doesn't want to talk much, while Beichen Sword Saint, as a rough old man who is used to wielding swords, feels that he has more than enough ambition but not enough power.
In addition, the three great saints are headed by the Night Ghost King, and he is the most resourceful and eloquent. Therefore, whenever encountering such a situation that requires formality, Tian Yaonv and Beichen Sword Saint will not hesitate to give Night Ghost King a chance to show off.
However, what made the two great saints dumbfounded was that the Night Ghost King actually lowered his posture, walked up to the green-haired old man and rubbed his hands: "Mr. Tong, how can I dare to do anything for you when you are here? Why don't you do it for me?" Dear descendants, please look at..."
Hearing this, Mr. Tong waved his hand flatly and refused: "Just say what you want, I won't mind!"
However, in his heart, Mr. Tong stabbed the Night Ghost King a thousand times, and secretly said angrily: Hey, how do you, a demon from the South China Sea Fantasy Continent, know about the secrets of your Dongsheng Shenzhou? You bastard, you clearly want to take revenge on me, right?
"To talk about Divine Envoy Murong, we have to mention Dongshengmianxia and Miaoyinxian Pavilion!"
After Night Ghost King got Tong Lao's permission, he immediately started telling everyone about it with great joy.
He didn't know that his words and actions just now were meant to express respect, but instead made Mr. Tong unhappy. If he knew, he would definitely cry out for injustice!
"According to legend, in ancient times, in the era before he returned to seclusion and disappeared, Dong Shengmian single-handedly founded the two transcendental forces of Miaoyin Immortal Pavilion and Titled Union, with the purpose of maintaining the stability of the overall situation in the continent and intimidating the other three continents. Such a young person!"
"However, because Miaoyin Immortal Pavilion is different from the high-profile actions of the titled trade unions, on the contrary, since the establishment of Immortal Pavilion, they have been firmly rooted in the grassroots secular world and have never participated in intervening in any disputes between sects in the continent. After the vicissitudes of life, it transformed into a mortal and changed its name to Miaoyin Pavilion!"
"It is also because of the name change that most of the sects in the medieval period alienated and forgot about Miaoyin Pavilion intentionally or unintentionally, which caused later generations of sects to speculate: Has the real Miaoyin Pavilion long ago declined and disappeared in the long river of history? Even if, Today, the pavilions and pavilions of Miaoyin Pavilion are still spread all over the secular world, but these sects in later generations are also subconsciously certain, or more willing to believe - that this Miaoyin Pavilion is just an ordinary emerging force that is active in the secular world, not the other Miaoyin Immortal. Pavilion…”
"Fortunately, no matter what views the later generations hold, it is undeniable that in the minds of all the top leaders of the Chao Sect who know the inside story, Miaoyin Pavilion still has a sacrosanct and transcendent status, even more than the closed trade unions. Of!"
"Hiss!" After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief at the development process of Miaoyin Immortal Pavilion.
Especially Xiang Qiubai, he still remembers the existence of Miaoyin Pavilion in Sunset City within the jurisdiction of Yuqing Sect, and also remembers that a girl Miaoxuan from Miaoyin Pavilion once met the leader of Yuqing Sect late at night.
Unfortunately, it was late at night and Xiang Qiubai had no chance to see Fangrong. Therefore, even if Miao Xuan appeared here before, he could not recognize her.
Suddenly, Fatty Wang clapped his hands excitedly and shouted: "I understand! Murong Divine Envoy comes from the Miaoyin Pavilion in ancient times, and it is precisely because of the existence of Murong Divine Envoy that today's Miaoyin Pavilion can still stand. !”
Immediately, the fat man saw everyone looking at him with doubts, and he couldn't help but scratch his head and asked the Night Ghost King for help: "Senior, is that so?"
"Well, I can only say that your guess is roughly consistent with the situation recorded in the ancient books!" Ye Gui Dynasty King Dachui gave him a teachable look.
Then, it said unhurriedly: "According to ancient records, whenever Dong Sheng Mian goes on tour, there will be two women accompanying him, one on the left and one on the right. Although Dong Sheng Mian did not state the relationship between the two women and him, But anyone with a discerning eye can see that she is a divine attendant. Therefore, the ancient people called the woman on the left: Fairy Miaoyin, and the woman on the right: Murong Divine Envoy based on their names."
"Originally, Divine Envoy Murong was in charge of the Titled Guild, and Fairy Miaoyin was in charge of Miaoyin Fairy Pavilion. Later, for some unknown reason, His Majesty Dongsheng appointed Divine Envoy Murong to take charge of Miaoyin Fairy Pavilion, and then he and Fairy Miaoyin disappeared! As for the Not only did Your Majesty not ask Divine Envoy Murong to continue to take charge of the title union, but it seemed as though he had deliberately abandoned it and left it to fend for itself!"
"However, Divine Envoy Murong also disappeared for a period of time shortly after he took over the Miaoyin Pavilion. Later, he only appeared every one or two epochs. Therefore, upon closer inspection, the lack of immortals in the Miaoyin Pavilion is actually related to its own creation. The difference between destruction and destruction is not too big... Speaking of which, an era lasts for a thousand years, and the last time Divine Envoy Murong appeared was at the Ten Thousand Sects Competition a thousand years ago! Unfortunately, we also learned from the Lord of Qinglan City at that time, I didn’t get the chance to meet you!”
After saying this, the Night Ghost King paused for a moment, giving everyone time to digest, and showing a funny expression, and joked: "Okay, I would like to make a final statement. The above are all based on unofficial historical records in ancient books, and some of the facts need to be investigated. If one day you find that you have been deceived and misled because of this, I will not bear the consequences!"
"..." After hearing this, everyone was silent.
After a long time, everyone had almost digested it. They all licked their lips and asked about the relevant information about the Ghost Princess.
Suddenly, Night Ghost King cast his aggrieved eyes at Mr. Tong, vaguely asking for help.
Everyone also noticed the clues, and quickly turned to look at Mr. Tong expectantly.
Tong Lao couldn't resist the public gaze, so he could only sigh: "Well, since you have such a strong desire for knowledge, I can't spoil your interest, so I will briefly tell you about the Ghost Lady! However, I also stated in advance, What is said below is also hearsay, and we don’t know how much is true or how much is false!”
"Lao Lao Tong!"
Everyone nodded quickly and said respectfully: "I am all ears, and I am willing to hear the details!" Then, everyone quietly waited for Mr. Tong's next words.
"According to the records in the Three Thousand Great Demons and Demons Catalogue: Empress Gui Ji was born in ancient times. She is a descendant of the ghost king who fell during the Seven Kings Rebellion in the ancient times. Fortunately, she was favored by Nan Huan Crown. She was able to lead the surviving ghost tribe to occupy the Fantasy Continent in the South China Sea. Later, in gratitude for the kindness of Nanhuan Crown, Empress Gui Ji accompanied her day and night. Although she condescended to call herself empress, she actually became the well-deserved Queen of the ghost tribe and the demon tribe! But fortunately, Lady Gui Ji and Her Majesty Nan Huan are not obsessed with power, so this allows Nanhai Huan Continent to be free of all kinds of frosts!"
After saying this, before Mr. Tong could take a breath, he saw everyone staring at him intently, as if to say: What more is there, is this the end?
Immediately, Mr. Tong spread his hands helplessly and curled his lips with a "what if" expression.
However, everyone's interest did not seem to be dampened by this. Instead, they happily talked with each other about some general histories of the ancient and ancient times, but found that no one had heard of records about the Ghost King.
In particular, the Night Ghost King and Ji Sheng, who are ghosts, are pestering Mr. Tong, trying to learn from him what the Seven Kings Rebellion is and why the Ghost Lord, who looked like a sage of the ghost clan, died.
Unfortunately, because it was so long ago, Mr. Tong knew very little and did not dare to answer hastily.
"Boom!"
Just when everyone is still unfinished.
Suddenly, accompanied by earth-shaking violent roars, Feng Ling's sleeping body rose up, and a majestic divine power spread through his body.
Immediately afterwards, the Nine Nether Purgatory collapsed and disintegrated. Immediately, the Nine Infant Yuan Palace collapsed and disintegrated!
Ghost Town, core area.
Between the ancient dark palace buildings, everyone felt a strong sense of dizziness and weightlessness, and their figures suddenly scattered randomly here.
"suddenly--!"
A cool breeze blew by.
Suddenly, the originally overcast sky of Ghost City burst into a dazzling light source.
"Ah, this, this is...a miracle?"
Everyone subconsciously narrowed their eyes, raised their hands to cover their cheeks, and looked up at the sky through their fingers.
On the sky, the wisps of dawn light were illuminated by divine power like a miracle, floating down one after another, silently infiltrating and purifying the ruins of the Ghost City that stretched for thousands of miles.
The clouds have dispersed, and the rising sun is burning...
The Ghost City, which has been shrouded in darkness and dusty for thousands of years, is finally able to see the light of day again!
"We have been waiting for this day for thousands of years! Finally..."
Seeing this scene clearly, the three great saints with the deepest ties to Menggui City couldn't help but burst into tears. The Night Ghost King trembled incoherently: "In the end, the clouds will open, the clouds will open... the clouds will clear and the sun will appear!"
Click, click...
The majestic divine power accompanied by the dim light of the morning sun suddenly turned into drops of miraculous rain and dew filled with life energy when it was three feet away from the ground.
The miraculous rain and dew fell for seven days and seven nights, and the entire ghost city was bathed in it.
During this period, countless treasure-hunting explorers who stayed in the Nine Rings area, as well as the evil ghosts that originally existed in the Nine Rings, all received indescribable benefits, and they were all extremely excited.
In particular, Wang Dachui and Xiang Qiubai, who were in the core area, finally ushered in the catastrophe of the mortal world after experiencing the most intensive washing of divine power.
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Amidst the rolling thunder, Xiang Qiubai and Wang Dachui were in high spirits, resisting the pain of thunder tribulation and absorbing the thousands of incomplete ghost spirits that devoured the core area into their bodies.
In the end, the two of them refined the fifteenth ghost spirit, successfully brought the purple energy from the east, and entered the realm of mortal saints.
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"Ye Xing, Beichen, Luo Li, I have authorized forty-two holy realm soul slaves to follow your orders, so as to calm down the chaotic situation in the shortest possible time and bring the entire Ghost City back to normal. I hope you will not order me. disappointment……"
In the sky, Feng Ling was still sleeping with his eyes closed, but a clear spiritual thought was wrapped in the divine rain and conveyed.
Immediately afterwards, before the three Night Ghost Kings had time to react, everyone saw in horror: with Feng Ling's body as the center, one after another, figures with extremely powerful auras appeared out of thin air, covering the entire sky in the core area. !
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"Fellow Taoists, why is there a strange phenomenon in the sky above Menggui City? I wonder what happened?"
"It seems like someone is going through the tribulation, and it's not just one! It's two, ah no, it's three, five, seven..."
"Oh my God! Forty...more than forty!"
In the distance, including Wuyang City and Yukui Gate, the core figures of all the large and small forces belonging to the southeast were rising into the sky, looking at the direction where the miracles were scattered with great shock...
There, there are more than forty aura fluctuations of epic overlords - like the sun is rising!
"Ghost Town, be prepared!"
After exploring this scene, the high-ranking figures from all the forces looked at each other with a wry smile, and this idea suddenly popped up in their minds.
