Suddenly, Jiang Su held the dark jade storage token, his eyes paused for a moment and landed on a shining golden token.
The Golden Order of the Holy Son.
"Huang Liang and Yousu Mu seem to be master and servant."
"But last time when we were in the Lion and Camel Demon City, Su Mu came riding a crane, but there was no yellow beam beside him."
"Huang Liang's ability to give me this Golden Token of the Holy Son is enough to prove that he is familiar with the Taoist order in charge of living beings in the Lingxi Mountain world."
"even……"
Thinking of this, Jiang Su's eyes suddenly darkened, "It is very likely that the moment I stepped into the world of Lingxi Mountain, the Taoist ruler knew of my existence."
There is only one Holy Son of Lingxi in the Taoism.
He must be a genius who dominates all his peers in the realm of divine creation. When outside, he represents the majesty of the Lingxi Taoist lineage and has a very high status.
Jiang Su knew that with his cultivation in the Life Fire Tongxuan Realm, even if he really relied on this token to reach the position of Holy Son, he would definitely become the target of public criticism, and the consequences would definitely be more harmful than good.
This was also the reason why he never used it.
"Since Huang Liang expects me to cultivate to the third level and make the source of life fire visible, then it is possible that the Taoist lineage who has good relations with Huang Liang will order people to guard me secretly. It is possible that he is in charge of living beings."
"The down-and-out elder who plotted against me was photographed and convicted in the past. Maybe this is also the reason."
After thinking about it, Jiang Su sorted out his thoughts a little, but he always had the uncomfortable feeling of being watched.
This feeling made him a little uneasy.
At this moment, although this surveillance may be to protect himself.
But if one day, this protection becomes something else, then if you don't have the ability to protect yourself, you will fall into a terrible situation that will never be recovered.
The extreme desire for survival makes Jiang Su never really trust anyone here.
Even with Su Mu, Jiang Su only believed her three points, and didn't believe the other seven points.
Although Su Mu said it sincerely, it was only one-sided words after all.
Maybe the words he said were all false, and it's unknown.
Even for the "Flowing Flowers Reflection" technique taught by the little beast, Jiang Su here used the karma fire to spy on it many times and concluded that it was extremely pure and had no hidden dangers, so he decided to concentrate on practicing this technique.
The only trump cards that he can fully trust are his innate supernatural power and karma fire, as well as his soul life fire and the ghostly demon fire.
This is also Jiang Su's biggest reliance.
The demonic fire of the netherworld seizes fortune, conceals spiritual secrets, and penetrates the ethereal underworld.
Its true original appearance is black fire as dark as an abyss.
The color of this black fire is extremely terrifying.
I feel hopeless, as if I have fallen into an endless abyss and will never reach my destination.
Its greatest ability is not to bless the cultivation of the soul, nor to plunder creation and hide inspiration.
Instead, he mobilized the power of the Netherworld to infuse his soul, gain insight into the realm, and take Jiang Su with him to the unknown Netherworld.
However, Jiang Su realized deep in the origin of the Netherworld Demonic Fire that if he wanted to go to the unknown Netherworld, the foundation of his soul at this time was far from enough to support the consumption of Life Fire.
After all, the Nether Demon Fire is rooted in the soul. If the soul is weak, the Life Fire will naturally not be able to exert its full power.
"Netherworld, where is it..."
"My life fire is the ghost fire of the underworld. Could it be that I once came from there..."
Jiang Su held the Xinghuayuan token and his thoughts surged.
According to the records of the Lingxi Mountain Realm, the Qingqiu Demon Kingdom stretches for millions of miles, and the Lingxi Mountain Realm is just a mountain realm in its corner.
There are hundreds of Taoist traditions like this with a radius of tens of thousands of miles in the Qingqiu Kingdom.
According to rumors, outside the Qingqiu Demon Kingdom, there is a vast world called Wangxi Mountain and Sea.
Qingqiu is just a medium-sized puzzle piece in the realm of Wangxi Mountain and Sea, which is as huge as the sky.
Outside of Wangxi Mountain and Sea, there are no accurate records.
There are only some sporadic rumors. The vastness of the heaven and earth is endless. Even if it is as vast as the mountains and seas in Xi, it is just a speck of dust in the world.
But there is only one thing, whether it is the boundary rules of Wangxi Mountain and Sea, or the territory shrouded in Qingqiu's luck.
There has never been any "netherworld".
Living things are born with souls, and the souls remain in the body.
The soul is destroyed and the body dies.
The body is shattered and the soul is dead.
That’s why there is a saying that both spirit and form will be destroyed.
There is no record of "Netherworld" in any ancient books today.
It seems that it is a completely unknown, completely unknowable, and extremely remote place.
"Above the Qingqiu, what is beyond Wangxi Mountain and the sea, and what is the unknowable netherworld..."
"These unknowable secrets suddenly become more interesting."
Jiang Su was lying on the soft satin couch, with his head full of black hair hanging between the snow-white Taoist robes. Deep in his mind, he actually had a little desire to find out.
In addition to surviving, he seemed to have found something that was enough to arouse his interest.
But it's just a little bit of interest, that's all.
"It's time for this Golden Token of the Holy Son to play its role."
Jiang Su rubbed the golden token, made up his mind, and actually condensed a trace of profound energy to activate it directly!
The purpose is naturally not to become the Holy Son of Lingxi, but to use it to exchange for something that he really needs.
Jiang Su has estimated many times that being an orthodox saint is not a good thing.
Although there is a huge amount of resource tilt, the disadvantages are even greater.
If one day he really breaks through to the realm of divine creation, he will be able to rely on his own strength to compete for the title of Holy Son in a fair and just way.
Staying in the Lingxi Mountain world at that time had no meaning anymore.
It's better to take advantage of now and return this seemingly precious but actually useless Holy Son Token in exchange for something else.
After all, when Jiang Su thought about it, even the leader of this lineage might not be willing to let himself, a disciple of the Minghuo Tongxuan Realm, be the Holy Son of Lingxi in the Lingxi Mountain Realm.
boom!
Above the Holy Son's Golden Order, a brilliant golden light suddenly burst out!
After a few breaths, the golden light gradually dimmed, but Jiang Su's Xinghuayuan Talisman trembled slightly.
Jiang Su sat up on the soft couch, took the Xinghuayuan Talisman, and looked into it.
"Open the protective array light curtain."
It was a line of unfamiliar small characters.
The origin of this biography is unknown.
Jiang Su here felt extremely confident in his grasp of people's hearts. There was no wave in his eyes. He walked to the courtyard of Xinghuayuan and opened the protective array light curtain.
What caught his eye was a young man wearing a short green cloth robe with a sword on his back.
He was carrying a sheathed long sword behind his back. His eyes were calm as he looked at Jiang Su and said, "Follow me."
Jiang Su already had some guesses in his mind, but he still asked: "Can I ask my senior brother for his name?"
The young man smiled and said, "Since about a few decades ago, others have called me the Holy Son of Lingxi. I have forgotten the other names."
After saying this, he didn't see any movement. Roads of blue light flowed out, sweeping him and Jiang Su into the sky, flying away from the first mountain at an extremely terrifying speed, heading towards the mountain world's Taoist destiny tornado. Flying away quickly.
"Although this person's cultivation level is also in the realm of divine creation, compared with him, the down-and-out elders in the same realm are like ants..."
The strong wind roared in his ears, and Jiang Su's eyes were filled with frost-white karma fire, and he looked towards the Holy Son of Lingxi.
However, the Holy Son of Lingxi seemed to have noticed something. He suddenly turned his head and said with a half-smile: "Junior brother, are you spying on me?"
Jiang Su dispelled the karma in his eyes and did not speak.
The expression of the Holy Son of Lingxi softened a little, and he praised: "This method of detection is not bad. I just felt it a little bit in my heart, but I couldn't really detect its activation. It is really a mysterious and incomparable magical power. It is worthy of that senior People who come with orders.”
Jiang Su remained silent.
If the other living beings in the Lingxi Mountain Realm knew that the Holy Son of Lingxi actually praised others, their jaws would probably drop in shock.
The Holy Son of Lingxi majored in swordsmanship. He once suppressed three hundred prodigies of the Lingluo Palace with one sword, and even seriously injured the first of the nine palaces in the Lingluo Palace, making it unable to recover for decades.
His aura is so high that it is incredible that ordinary creatures can be looked upon by him.
If you want to get him to praise him, it will be enough to shock the world.
