In the Demon Refining Tower, heavy snow is falling.
In the Ancestor Hall of the Fifth Mountain.
The headlights hanging on the wall danced, emitting eerie flames.
Tower owner Zhu Wenwu and a group of elders gathered.
Looking at the empty ancient purple and gold coffin, everyone looked anxious and worried.
"It's been two days and the ancestor hasn't come back yet. Could there be some accident?" Third Elder Jun Youlong said in a low voice, breaking the silence in the hall and looking at Abbot Huineng who was holding a Buddhist bead next to him.
"Master Huineng, is there something wrong with your secret technique of immortality?"
"I heard that the Mingyue Lord of the Ouyang family is dead, but the ancestor has not come back yet."
Zhu Wenwu and others all looked at Abbot Huineng with suspicious eyes.
Abbot Huineng quickly said seriously: "Amitabha, there is absolutely nothing wrong with the secret technique of "Immortality and No Return" created by the poor monk. Didn't you all read it yesterday?"
"Moreover, the deputy tower master and several elders also tried to practice... Hey, why don't we see the deputy tower master and those elders today?"
Abbot Huineng looked confused and scanned the crowd.
Tower Master Zhu Wenwu said with a faint look in his eyes: "My dear deputy tower master Zhu Hao, as well as those elders, are all injured by the Fire Demon."
Abbot Huineng was stunned when he heard this, clapped his knees and lamented:
"Hey, how could this happen?"
"The poor monk has long said that all the skills or secret techniques created by the poor monk are peerless magical skills. If you are not qualified enough, you must not force them to practice."
Pagoda Master Zhu Wenwu and the elders' mouths twitched when they heard this.
In the past few years, Abbot Huineng, in addition to compiling exercises for his ancestors, has also created several secret scriptures of magical skills for the Demon Refining Tower, which are known as "mountain-preserving secrets."
result,
No one has completed any of them.
The disciples or elders who practice are either disabled, or their souls have been split and become demented, and some have gone crazy and died.
Now,
Abbot Huineng's "mountain-preserving skills" have become the "forbidden magic skills" of the Demon Refining Tower.
Everyone talks about it.
But the reputation is also growing.
Many disciples of the Demon Refining Tower regard it as a magical book, and they are all speculating that one day a peerless genius will be able to successfully practice it, and be born out of the blue, becoming a peerless master like their ancestors.
Old man Zhang saw that the atmosphere was a little stiff, so he smoothed things over and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, everyone. Our ancestor's magical power is unparalleled and his body-protecting aura can destroy all enemies. Even the Lord of the Moon can't poke his edge. No one can hurt our ancestor."
The third elder, Jun Youlong, snorted coldly: "Be careful when sailing the ten-thousand-year ship."
"Not to mention that all the masters who have descended are masters with profound skills, there is also the Minotaur that appeared in the past two days. It is ferocious and terrifying. It attacks all the ancient cities in Jiuzhou in the Wei Dynasty and devours how many masters it has?!"
"What would happen if the ancestor encountered it?"
When everyone heard this, their faces darkened, and their eyes became even more worried.
Old man Zhang also frowned.
Tower Master Zhu Wenwu glanced at Jun Youlong and criticized: "Third Elder, don't say depressing words. No matter how strong the Minotaur is, if it meets our ancestor, it will only end up falling."
"We must firmly believe that our ancestor is an invincible ancestor and an immortal ancestor."
Jun Youlong quickly admitted his mistake and took the initiative to write a 30 million-word self-criticism and submit it.
at this time.
Suddenly there was a loud rumbling sound outside, accompanied by waves of frightened shouts and screams.
An elder hurriedly ran in and reported that there was an avalanche on the eighth mountain. Many disciples were buried in the heavy snow and injured. Now the disciples from other mountains have come to help with the rescue.
Zhu Wenwu frowned when he heard this, and hurriedly asked the mountain owner of the Eighth Mountain to bring a group of powerful elders to help.
Old man Zhang said worriedly: "The catastrophe has only been a few days, but the heavy snow has not stopped."
"And this snow is different from the usual snow. It is a snow disaster caused by the third blood moon movement."
"The temperature of the snowflakes is extremely low, with a gloomy and icy aura. It hardly melts when it hits the ground, and it is very heavy. Many of our disciples' dormitories in the 10th Mountain were collapsed by the snow. We were busy preparing for the disciples last night. We use the power of the formation to protect against snow and wind."
Zhu Wenwu nodded after hearing this.
He praised Old Man Zhang for his good work and called on other mountain owners to learn from the Tenth Mountain.
The third elder, Jun Youlong, said in a deep voice: "What should we do if this snow keeps falling?"
"Now in the mountains outside, most of the beasts and monsters have frozen to death, and the rest have all been hidden. We have lost part of our source of blood and food, and the disciples no longer dare to go deep into the mountains. Once in danger, there is only death. One piece."
"Many of the blood animals kept in captivity in our Demon Refining Tower have also died. If we continue like this, there is no other way. We will be sitting on nothing."
Zhu Wenwu felt a headache after hearing this.
The whereabouts of the ancestor are unknown, and now the problem of the third cataclysm has arisen again.
"The price of food in Demon Refining City has skyrocketed, and the price of blood food is ridiculously high."
"We have to think of a way ahead of time."
The other senior executives also started discussing with anxious expressions.
There are thirty mountains in the Demon Refining Tower and more than 10 million disciples. The daily consumption of blood and food is an astronomical figure. Even if everyone does not eat meat and only eats coarse grains, accumulated in the granary of the Demon Refining Tower, they will not be able to eat for long.
The Demon Refining Tower developed so rapidly that the number of disciples increased dramatically, but the corresponding grain warehouses were not ready yet, and the third catastrophe came.
A group of senior elders in the hall discussed and finally decided to implement food control. Each disciple would only eat one meal a day, and then send elders with strong cultivation to the territory to go out into the mountains to find as much blood food as possible.
"Thirty mountain masters each try their best to raise blood food rations. The Demon Refining Tower only rations one meal per day."
Zhu Wenwu made additional decisions.
The mountain owners had no choice but to accept the order.
At this moment.
Suddenly, excited shouts came from outside, saying that the ancestor was back.
Everyone was overjoyed and hurried out of the hall. They saw a figure in a red shroud lying in the void, flying across the sky with "one".
In the blink of an eye, it fell towards the Ancestor Hall on the fifth mountain.
"Welcome to you, our ancestor!"
Zhu Wenwu and a group of other senior officials saluted hurriedly, with expressions of excitement and awe.
Li Ye's clone flew straight into the hall and landed in the ancient purple coffin, playing the role of a corpse.
Zhu Wenwu and others hurriedly gathered around, and a large group of white heads crowded outside the coffin, staring at the ancestor inside.
But seeing the death energy lingering all over the ancestor's body, but his physical body was intact, and the protective aura flowing under the body surface contained terrifying energy fluctuations, everyone let out a sigh of relief, with a relaxed smile on their faces.
Abbot Hui Neng even smiled proudly and said: "Amitabha, as you can see, there is absolutely nothing wrong with the poor monk's secret technique of "Immortality and No Return". Isn't the ancestor coming back now?"
Zhu Wenwu and others laughed when they heard this, and immediately said that they should not doubt Master Huineng.
outside,
Zhu Hao, the deputy tower master, was supported by two big-assed female disciples and walked into the hall, saluting Li Ye with awe and fanaticism on his face.
Zhu Wenwu looked at Zhu Hao's pale face, felt distressed, and asked with concern: "Deputy Palace Master, you went into trouble and your injury has not healed, why did you come out?"
"Quickly, send a few more big-assed female disciples to take good care of the deputy tower master."
Zhu Hao was moved when he heard this. He glanced at the butt of the tower master Zhu Wenwu and said with a smile:
"Thank you Tower Master for your concern. My injuries are fine. It's just that when I was resting, I suddenly had a dream. In the dream, my ancestor told me that there will be distinguished guests coming tomorrow morning. They are friends, not enemies. Let's prepare to welcome them and cooperate with them." Meet all their needs.”
Zhu Wenwu and other senior officials were shocked when they heard this.
"Ancestor gave you a dream?"
"Yes!"
Zhu Hao raised his head proudly.
Everyone was sour, and everyone's eyes were full of jealousy and envy.
Zhu Wenwu also felt uncomfortable after hearing this, but as he was the master of the palace, he immediately thought of his ancestor's dream. He asked Zhu Hao again about the details and immediately made arrangements.
"To be told by the ancestor specifically in a dream that he is an honored guest, then the person coming is definitely extraordinary. Perhaps he is a big shot of the same level as the ancestor."
Zhu Wenwu explained with a serious face.
"We must make the atmosphere lively and lively tomorrow, and don't lose the face of our ancestors. Our ancestors are alive in heaven, and he is watching us!"
Everyone looked shocked and hurriedly got ready.
at the same time.
In the Jiazi Tianlao of the Demon Refining Tower.
This place is heavily guarded and dark, located deep underground in the Demon Refining Tower.
On the wall, rows of human headlamps were hung, making the sky prison even more eerie and terrifying.
On both sides of the passage,
The ancient formations and restrictions were densely arranged by the sages of the Demon Refining Tower through the generations. They were so densely packed that the entire Jiazihao Heavenly Prison became the most terrifying place in the Demon Refining Tower.
"Huh~"
The figure of an old man suddenly appeared at the entrance of the prison.
He was dressed in gray robes and his eyes were deep and majestic.
Looking at the heavenly prison of the Demon Refining Tower, a look of nostalgia and emotion appeared on his wrinkled face.
"In the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed. Many people have died, but I am the only one who is still alive!"
"Ancient Phoenix...the realm of reality...this opportunity belongs to me!"
He murmured something, but no one could hear him.
Glancing at the fifth mountain of the Demon Refining Tower, there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
"A corpse has occupied the magpie's nest and become the master of the Demon Refining Tower. This makes me, the founder of the Demon Refining Tower, shy away and dare not come. It is really a shame."
"When I devour the ancient phoenix and gain the realm of reality, I will make you disappear into ashes with just the Wang family's physical training!"
He is the dominant giant who descended from the Demon Refining Tower.
He has been consuming blood food outside to regain his strength. Now his cultivation has reached the peak of the remnant realm, and his confidence has greatly increased. Then he quietly came to the Demon Refining Tower.
Other masters were plotting the Heavenly Monument, but he knew that there was another great opportunity in his Demon Refining Tower.
"Huh~"
He walked towards the depths of the prison very calmly.
The light and shadow flowed around him, and the disciples standing guard on both sides could not see him. He easily avoided the dense restrictions and formations, which were very familiar to him.
(End of chapter)
