The soul fell into a wonderful state, Su Yu closed his eyes, his breath converged, his expression was a little deserted, and he remembered some things from the past.
After a long time, his eyes opened and closed, his cloud-patterned silver shirt floated, and he appeared on the chariot.
"My lord!"
Shi Zhongyu on the side is holding a blue plate with both hands. There are six lychee-sized dragon marrow juices on it, shining with crystal clear treasure and containing infinite life essence.
Su Yu looked calm and said calmly: "You don't have long to live, so these dragon marrows are given to you!"
Six drops of high-grade dragon marrow is considered a treasure to the Holy Lord. It can warm the bones and moisturize the body. However, its effect on the third-level monks of Xiantai is greatly reduced. It is almost nothing to the saint. He has no shortage of such treasures in his hands. .
The Purple Jade Saint's movements stagnated, and his hands trembled slightly, but he quickly calmed down, lowered his head even lower, and said respectfully: "My lord, how can I obtain this thing if I haven't made any effort yet..." ..."
His current body is as tall as an ordinary person, but it is just a virtual body, and the real body has not changed!
"Just a few drops of dragon marrow."
Su Yu's eyes flashed, he interrupted Shi Zhongyu's words, and said warmly: "The Nine Heavens Divine Jade Channeling Spirit has the appearance of a saint. This world will soon revive, and the end of the world will come to an end. Since you are driving for me, you should also have a broad vision. higher!"
As he spoke, three strands of immortal energy swirled around. The symbols in them were dense, mysterious, and shimmering with chaotic light, as if they did not belong to this world, so mysterious!
Listening to the words of the saint, the jade statue in the stone is bathed in the rain of light, and the body and soul are soaked in the immortal energy, and also have a touch of dusty charm.
"Thank you, Lord!" Zi Yuling did not refuse any more, and knelt down with a very respectful attitude and gratitude in her eyes.
"It's just a little bit of dragon marrow. Just because I am a saint, I can convince a holy master..." Su Yu heard Shi Zhongyu's heartfelt thoughts, his thoughts were mixed, his eyes were complicated, and he thought of Princess Shencan again.
Maybe he shouldn't have had that kind of delusion in the first place!
Which saint-king would care about the admiration of a four-pole ant? Generally speaking, there is no intersection between the status gap between the two, such as heaven and earth.
What's more, she still has a fiancé, although he doesn't have it now...
At this time, the lines were flowing, and pieces of pure white light rained down, exuding a sad and sad mood, filling the spring and pool.
For Su Yu, it was just an inexplicable flow of thoughts, but it triggered a vision. The Law of Ice and the Law of Dark Night came and went, outlines of a cold moon, hanging in the void, condensing endless frost.
Feeling the saint's slightly sad mood, Shi Zhongyu put away the blue plate and returned to the Immortal Palace. In his hand made of purple jade, he held nine silver god chains, pulling nine purple dragons.
The next moment, water mist filled the sky, auspicious clouds spewed thinly, and the nine dragons pulled the spiritual tower, roaring between heaven and earth, and rushed out from the hiding place of the mountain treasure. The surrounding void roared, and was crushed by the terrifying aura of chaos.
Some peeling space debris is scattered in the world, like the sky falling on the Milky Way, setting off against each other with the red waterfall, and the dense river scenery...
Elsewhere in the Qinling Mountains, two figures walked slowly through the moonlight, one behind the other, in the quiet primeval forest. The bright moon shone among the pines, and the clear springs flowed up the rocks. The only sound was the gurgling sound of the water, making the dark night more and more quiet.
The old man in linen clothes has gray hair and weak breath. There is nothing special about him. People like this can be seen everywhere in the world of mortals.
He walked aimlessly, as if he didn't care about the young people around him.
Under the dusk, Ye Fan had black hair shawl, his face was round and somewhat rich, and he had a chubby look.
Before coming to Zhongzhou, he changed his appearance by changing the world and using Duan De's portrait without permission.
This time Ye Fan came for the secret of the word "bing", but all the clues were interrupted in the Qinling Mountains, leaving him somewhat unable to start.
Different from the original timeline, this time he did not get the guidance left by Saint Qingxuan, nor did he meet Princess Yueling.
Because he was afraid of the secret technique of Du Hua, Ye Fan passed through the Qin Gate without entering. Perfect and Bing Zijue avoided it. However, he met the old man in a village and the two of them joined the Qin Gate together and determined that there were many people among them. secret.
But he still couldn't figure out the secret of the word "bing". Although he had some clues, he couldn't find the back mountain. He didn't know where the ninth secret was...
The two slowly wandered around, entering the depths of the Million Mountains, and appeared in front of some lakes.
It was September, and the fallen leaves were falling, adding a touch of melancholy to the world. The autumn water was clear and you could see the bottom. There was also a mottled and simple stone tablet beside the lake, which attracted people's attention.
The old man in Mai stood in front of the stone tablet and watched for a moment, then jumped into the big lake. After a search, he walked out disappointed, and then embarked on the road to find the lake, walking among the millions of mountains.
Ye Fan looked at the stone tablet carefully and found nothing, so he followed the old man's pace again.
The forest is quiet, and time passes without a trace. In a moment, it seems like eternity. The trees are covered with dense grass and thorns. This forest road seems to be endless, which makes people feel chills on their spines.
"Brother, what are you looking for?" After walking for hundreds of miles, Ye Fan finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked the old man Mai.
This old man is unpredictable, and Ye Fan can't see the depth. He has given him some guidance before, telling him that the main peak has a secret to save the gods, and there will probably be disaster if he goes there.
It was precisely because of this that Ye Fan knew the hidden truth of the Qin clan. This generation of King Biluo was trapped in it and was transformed by the secret technique, which was really terrifying.
"I'm looking for immortality, but unfortunately... I can't find it. It seems that I have no hope." The old man in Mai sighed softly, with some complicated eyes.
"Qinling... Immortal Fate, are you looking for the Immortal Pond? Is there really an Immortal Fate there?" Ye Fan was surprised.
The old man has been looking for lakes these days. Not only him, many monks are also looking for the Immortal Pond in the Qinling Mountains, but Ye Fan doesn't care.
Now that the mystery of the word "Bing" is almost gone, he cares more about the Nine Secrets than the illusory Immortal Transformation Pond!
"Do you know why the Qing Emperor was able to achieve enlightenment and become emperor in the post-barren ancient era, shocking the past and the present, and becoming the first person in a hundred thousand years?" The old man in linen looked leisurely, his attitude was gentle, and he had kind eyes.
"Is it related to the fairy pond?" Ye Fan was puzzled.
"It had a lot to do with it at first. He was born in the Immortal Transformation Pond and got great benefits." Old Man Mai was very mysterious and knew many unknown secrets. What he said was jaw-dropping.
"That is a fairy pond. God knows what kind of treasures are conceived in it. The Green Emperor is a green lotus. When it was first born, it took root in the mud under the lake and was planted on a piece of green copper."
"What?" Ye Fan was shocked. He suddenly thought of the three green copper blocks in his body, and a lot of information was connected together.
According to what Senior Su said, the green copper is a fragment of the Immortal Cauldron. There is such a connection between the Qing Emperor and the Immortal Cauldron. No wonder the green copper fragments are sealed in the Demon Emperor's tomb.
"The Immortal Pond is a true Immortal Pond. From ancient times to the present, it contains endless magical materials, and there is even an immortal treasure immersed in it. In fact, the green copper block is also a kind of immortal object. If it is complete, it can be taken from heaven. Good luck, maybe there are still a few pieces in the fairy pond." The old man in Mai sighed with longing in his eyes.
Then he shook his head again, his tone changed slightly, and said: "The Cai clan has a great opportunity, and some people have entered the Immortal Transformation Pond..."
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. The reason why the Qing Emperor destroyed the Cai clan might be related to this information. The fog of 30,000 years ago was about to be blown away. The origin of this fairy pool is scary, perhaps no less than the Nine Secrets.
The old man in Mai sighed softly and did not continue. Instead, he talked about some other secrets and said: "Who is the peak at the end of the immortal road? The beginningless path becomes empty at the sight. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the great emperor wanted to sacrifice immortal treasures. After refining an imperial bell, I also visited the Immortal Transformation Pond."
"Everyone knows such a secret secret..."
Ye Fan was shocked and couldn't help but look carefully. This old man was dressed in gray linen and had gray hair. He looked like he was sixty or seventy years old. He was in good spirits, but it was hard to tell what period he was from.
"I learned this from a senior. Young people, don't look at me. I'm just a bad old man." Mai's old man's tone was very calm.
Ye Fan nodded on the surface, but he didn't believe it at all in his heart. This was at least a Xiandai monk, maybe even an old emperor, otherwise how could he know so many secrets!
Unfortunately, the Qin Sect was so powerful that the old man in sackcloth was not allowed to enter. He tried to join the inner sect, but was rejected by the elders and returned disappointed. After that, he devoted himself to looking for the Immortal Transformation Pond.
From this we know that this one is anything but simple...
The next moment, the old man's eyes bloomed with the chain of order, and the lines in his eyes intertwined, looking into the depths of the Qinling Mountains!
"This is......"
Ye Fan was also extremely shocked. He opened his mouth and his eyes were stung by the oncoming fairy light.
A palace of seven-colored fairy gold, pulled by nine purple dragons with royal energy, rumbled in, released the energy of chaos, dropped the mother energy of all things, and shocked the heavens.
This scene is amazing. The precious light of the seven kinds of ultimate immortal gold, the brilliance of the black and yellow source roots, and the thickness of the mother energy of all things make this chariot the only one in Cangming, shocking countless monks.
The hazy light and mist flows, covering everything in the palace. Only a figure can be seen wrapped around the chain of order, exuding the aura of a saint who has cut off the world of mortals, descending on this world!
"Immortal gold is the palace, the imperial dragon energy is transformed into a mount, and the psychic Nine Heavens Purple Jade King is driving the car. He is a saint who has just broken through the realm, or another forbidden person is born!" The old man in Mai frowned, feeling very sad. Not calm.
With this kind of generosity, it's hard not to think about the restricted area, especially after Ji Zi was seriously injured, some ancient beings knew some clues about the battle between the emperor and his son.
Feeling the pressure of the blazing holy way, Ye Fan stared at the chariot in the distance and thought to himself: "This is the brilliance of the source of the mother energy of all things. Is there anyone else in the world who possesses this kind of fairy material?"
He did not guess that Su Yu had just stepped into the second heaven of Sendai a few years ago and could not become a sage in such a short period of time!
"A realm that is hard to look up to. This is...the ancient saint!" In the Million Mountains, some old sect leaders were trembling with trembling hearts. Every inch of flesh and blood in their bodies was trembling, and even their souls were trembling.
The stronger the soul, the more powerful a person can sense the presence in the temple.
Hearing the exclamations of the elders of the sect, some young disciples also trembled, and their eyes were blinded by the fairy gold light.
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According to legend, the ancient saints had boundless magical power and could do anything. No one can figure it out, he is simply a god walking in the world, and he is awe-inspiring.
Even in ancient times, it would be difficult for such a person to be born, so he is revered as a saint, respected by all races and respected by all generations.
In the Qinling Mountains, top-notch orthodox traditions such as ancient aristocratic families, ancient holy places, and Buddhist demon temples have appeared one after another. Some old people stepped under the rays of light and stopped in the sky to worship the sages.
Even the current royal family came. The old emperor of Guhua appeared, rode a bronze chariot, and flew to the side of the Immortal Palace to accompany him. His attitude was very respectful.
To the northwest, Ji Biyue and the old Holy Master of the Ji family also appeared, accompanied by a group of people. The eighth son of the Ji family, wearing a black robe, stood beside the old Holy Master.
Nowadays, the Ji family's situation is changing, and Ji Haoyue has entered the retreat of gods and demons. There is a test set by the Ji family's great sage. If you can pass it, you will be reborn. If you can't get out, everything will be in vain.
And Ji Biyue gained the support of many elders by relying on the remaining power of defeating the divine body, and became a candidate for the Holy Lord of the Ji family. She is a hot candidate. If nothing unexpected happens, she will be the future Holy Lord of the Ji family!
"At this time, another ancient saint actually appeared..." The Jiang family's pearl stopped in the void, and its beautiful eyes bloomed with brilliance.
Jiang Caixuan's black hair was loose, her beautiful face was full of surprise, and there was also a touch of regret, and she whispered: "I wonder what happened to the ancestor of the God King?"
In the past few years, ancient sages have continued to appear. The fighting Buddha in the West Desert, the old madman Tianxuan, the master behind the Qinglian Dynasty, the ancient ancestor of the Ji family, and now another one has appeared, and he still possesses such a precious holy weapon!
Beside her, Jiang Yifei and Jiang Yichen were also there. Jiang Qilin'er's expression remained unchanged, with a faint glint in his eyes, and he kept a certain distance from Jiang Yichen.
In the void, an old man frowned slightly, his face changed a little, and then he regained his composure without paying too much attention...
"winter!"
On the horizon, colorful clouds are pouring out, the fairy light is overwhelming, and the nine dragons are pulling the temple, making it more sacred and peaceful.
Shi Zhongyu was sitting in the Immortal Gold Palace, facing all the Holy Lords without changing his expression, very calm.
Many people know him. He is the invincible holy master channeled by the Nine Heavens Purple Jade King and is extremely famous.
The silver moon hung high, and countless mountains fell silent. Everyone retreated, leaving only the Holy Lords to accompany them and occupy the sky.
Everyone's expression was extremely pious, and they were all careful and respectful, and no one dared to neglect.
Old Holy Master of Ji Family, Chief of Feng Clan, First Elder of Jiang Family, Supreme Elder Yaoguang, Deputy Leader of Zi Mansion, Holy Master of Wanchu, Leader of Yin and Yang...
As time goes by, more and more religious leaders come out to pay homage to the saints.
The news spread like a tidal wave and soon spread throughout the Qinling Mountains. All the monks wandering around here saw the immortal gold palace pulled by the nine dragons.
"See the Saint!" All the cult leaders said in unison.
Shi Zhongyu stopped the reins and waited for the order from the master of Lingque!
"The end of the Dharma is so difficult, the whole world is so vast, even the Taoist slayers can't be found..."
In the Immortal Gold Palace, a calm word came out, and immediately the chaotic energy surged, and the golden light shone for eternity. Black feathers flew out and entangled on the surface of the palace, adding a touch of mystery to the owner of the Immortal Palace.
Some of the cult leaders were shocked. These words were like the voice of Huang Zhong Da Lu, like the sound of the immortal way, shocking the soul. It contained a trace of the light of the law of the source of the way, and it was the great avenue it contained that was vibrating.
The sound of heaven echoed in the sea of consciousness of everyone, purifying the dust in the soul, making everyone present feel like a spring breeze, become more respectful, and feel the infinite power of the saint!
The sound of running water gurgled, and the old man in Mai also heard the sighs of the people in the palace. He was a little moved by the scene, and couldn't help but said to himself: "The laws are not revealed, the world is dark, and the current world is like a chasm in the sky, leaving people helpless..."
He was also blocked by Xian San at first, and it took him a lot of time to break through that barrier.
Ye Fan looked sideways, his eyes shining brightly, and he was even more convinced that the old man was an emperor...
"I would like to serve the elders and listen to the saint's teachings!" A leader said and knelt down, hoping to be favored by the saint.
"All living beings are striving to cross. The path is at your feet. Why follow..."
In the palace, Su Yu hugged Yan Ruyu, who had bright red cheeks. His hands were very dishonest, but his face was blooming with holy light and the treasure was solemn. Princess Qinglian covered her mouth and laughed, and she almost couldn't stand up straight.
This prude husband is really interesting!
The nine-sky jade plate hangs, the fairy gold palace is surrounded by purple light, the clouds are like smoke, filled with mist, and are gorgeous and boundless, dyeing the heaven and earth holy.
"This is what I say!"
In the middle of the lake, the shadow of an elegant Immortal Lord emerged. He could vaguely see it, and the Immortal Qi he exuded flowed throughout the mountains and rivers, turning into tidal rain and scattering over the world.
"This is a miracle!"
Many people couldn't help but say that no matter how tired they were or whether they had any injuries on their bodies, they were all wiped away at this moment, as if they had experienced a sacred baptism.
Everything in the mountains and rivers was surrounded by a thin layer of mist, making it increasingly misty.
The vegetation is fresh and the young leaves are greener and shiny. The people in the forest are glowing, and the life essence is so dense that it cannot be dissolved. The active power in some creatures has greatly increased, and everything seems to be getting stronger and gaining a kind of vitality.
"There are so many Holy Lords outside...Yu'er, don't be like this..."
Inside the palace, on a twelve-level lotus platform, Yan Ruyu's delicate body was spread across her body, her mouth uttering a soft sigh, her skirt swaying, revealing her fair and slender thighs, with the green lotus brand on them shining brightly, covered by a slender hand. The clear light flows.
What's interesting is that while she was saying no, she was holding Su Yu's head tightly with both hands...
