The three people from the demon world who left Yu Fengyuan traveled all the way to the north under the leadership of Ling Jiuquan. The leaders of the three sects of the demon world came here together this time, also under the instructions of Ling Jiuquan, to come to Xishan Jing to observe this earth-shattering battle. Apart from the incident of Yu Qinggong walking into the river, the rest of his thoughts were just to come and watch the excitement. Unexpectedly, in the end, he witnessed the birth of a true god with his own eyes.
Ling Jiuquan took the lead, and the three people behind him slowly moved forward. Looking at Ling Jiuquan walking gracefully with his hands behind his back, the three of them felt envious in their hearts.
Although Xishan Jing and Beishan Jing are adjacent to each other, they have to fly directly from Changliu Mountain to Beishan Mountain and pass through Hongmeng Mountain. It is also a long distance across the Meridian and the sea. Without a certain level of cultivation support, it is simply difficult to overcome.
When he first came to Xishan Jing, Ling Jiuquan intended to help, otherwise such a flight across longitude would not have been possible in a short while.
Rao was the ancestor of Jinghua and Jiutun who landed in the wilderness in the past, and secretly joined forces with Yaozhu to teleport here with the unique superpower of Hongmeng Mountain.
On the way back north, as time goes by, the three of them are gradually feeling exhausted. This is because they each sacrificed their own magic weapons. On the other hand, Ling Jiuquan is no different.
"The Emperor is indeed the Emperor. We are almost out of breath. The Emperor is still so graceful." Ancestor Shutun smiled leisurely and said to the two people beside him.
Her beautiful eyes lingered on Ling Jiuquan, watching the dark purple python robe blowing in the wind, which seemed to stir up waves in her heart.
Blood Rakshasa didn't show much expression. He just looked at Ling Jiuquan, then braced himself and followed him.
"Otherwise, how could he become the emperor of our demon world? Naturally, he is incomparable to us." Jinghua said with a soft smile.
Ancestor Shutun did not doubt the lie, and nodded in agreement and said, "This is natural. I think back when I was a little kid, Emperor Zun had already shown his kingly demeanor in Beishan Sutra. I admired him very much at that time." ωω. net
As a beast left over from the end of ancient times, the Xuanming Sky Python has a very honorable status. Although Jinghua also existed in the prehistoric times, it has been unable to break through the shackles due to the conflict between the great ways, just because the bright moon is always hanging in the sky.
If we talk about the length of acquaintance, Jinghua, the Four Fierce Beasts and Ling Jiuquan are the longest.
The two of them walked together. When they saw that they were already a long way behind the Blood Rakshasa Ling Jiuquan, they all mobilized their magic power to speed up the chase and soon came to Ling Jiuquan's side again.
Ling Jiuquan looked back at the group of people and said with a smile, "We are all at the beach, and we can't even take a breath. It seems that you have made a lot of progress in these years."
The three of them had a hard time saying that this trek across mountains and rivers would not matter if they were in Beishanjing, but this place was on the boundary of Xishanjing, so they would be invisibly oppressed by the momentum of the mountains and rivers, so naturally it would be uncomfortable.
Ancestor Jiutun smiled bitterly and said, "It's no match for Emperor Zun. Now Emperor Zun is still a semi-god. In time, when Emperor Zun reaches the realm of true god, the world will be able to get it easily."
Ling Jiuquan was noncommittal, but the three of them didn't know that Ling Jiuquan's demeanor was so light that outsiders had no idea how he passed every moment.
"Emperor, if Yu Qinggong really succeeds in crossing the river in the future, gathers the spiritual energy of the two southwestern meridians in his body, and finally enters the South China Sea and transforms into a dragon, can he really be used by us?" Jinghuahu asked.
Ling Jiuquan nodded and said, "Back then, I kept Chinger in the wilderness and nourished her with my own little world of love. For both of us, Chinger was already under my control. This time I walked across the river. Entering the sea, if Ginger can transform into a real dragon, and I can eat away and absorb the dragon energy all over his body, then I will rule the world and transform into a dragon and a god."
When the three of them heard this, their minds swayed. If a being like the Xuanming Sky Python could be nourished by dragon energy, the two would be completely natural, and the benefits of the Great Dao would be extremely profound.
"It's just that Yu Qingxing has had a deep relationship with Emperor Zun since he was a child. What should he do if he has a grudge?" Ancestor Jiutun asked at the right time.
Jinghua on the side sneered and said, "I'm just a little carp spirit. Thanks to the emperor's love, does it really dare to have the idea of becoming a god? I don't think about my identity. How can she be worthy? If it hadn't been for these years The Emperor's favoritism and care will never give her the chance to boss around in the wilderness."
Ling Jiuquan's speeding figure paused for a moment, then quickly returned to his original state. He said slowly, "Back then, the demon world was weak and not as powerful as the fairy world. Later, it was because I was lucky enough to enter the realm of demigods that I became as strong as the fairy world." A higher competition. No matter where Chan'er goes in the end, I believe that with her understanding of me, as long as I want to do what I can, she will support me without hesitation, so there is no need to worry about anything else."
Seeing that Ling Jiuquan had already made his own thoughts and decisions, the few of them said nothing more.
"Let's go, there is the Canghai Domain below. Let's go down and reorganize a little bit, and then we will go to Hongmeng Mountain together." After saying that, Ling Jiuquan took the lead and swept downwards.
The water of the sea is deep and secluded, and the waves are overflowing, turning up the black water like ink. It is deep and vast, which makes people feel a sense of awe for no reason.
As soon as Ling Jiuquan and others stood on the sea, a golden light flashed. It was Bei Mingpeng, the overlord of the sea.
The two looked at each other from a long distance, and for a moment they were silent and indifferent.
After a long while, Bei Mingpeng was the first to speak, "You gave the Canghai spirit to me in the first place, and I agreed to let you go to the wilderness. But then you took it back from Bei Mingkun. Isn't it not good?"
Ling Jiuquan went straight to the point and said, "The Canghai Essence is still of some use to me. When I finish what I should do, I will naturally give it to you."
"Ling Jiuquan, you are already the emperor of the demon clan. The entire Beishan Sutra is under your control. What do you want with this Canghai spirit? Could it be that you also want to swallow up my Canghai swamp spirit as well." Beiming Peng said angrily.
Looking at Bei Mingpeng's unwillingness to give up, Ling Jiuquan frowned slightly and said coldly, "In the past, when the mountains and seas were not separated, the Zhongshan Sutra of the God Realm was the place where the sea is now. After the war between gods and demons, the Zhongshan Sutra collapsed. The collapse is also under the Canghai. Since I am destined to become the being who takes over the God Realm, I will naturally reappear in the Zhongshan Jing God Realm, and the Canghai Essence will naturally be useful to me."
Bei Mingpeng choked and blurted out, "Do you really believe what reincarnation says? Don't forget that he is one of the supreme laws of heaven, and he will make you the co-owner of this mountain and sea?"
There was a hint of sarcasm on Ling Jiuquan's lips, and he said, "If I don't believe in him, he must make me a true god."
Bei Mingpeng said no more. At this time, he already knew that the two must have reached some kind of deal, and they had just made Samsara ignore the order of heaven and let Ling Jiuquan become a god.
"So, I'll wait and see. I want to see what reincarnation is for, and I want to see how ridiculous this world will be if you become the co-owner of this mountain and sea."
"I won't bother you with this. You'd better take good care of your Canghai. How about it? Do you still want to get Canghai's soul from me now?" Ling Jiuquan asked with a smile.
Seeing Ling Jiuquan's nonchalant look, Lan Jianzhou, who was standing behind Bei Mingpeng, suddenly felt a bit urgent.
He sent a message from his heart and said to Bei Mingpeng, "Right now, they are in our vast territory. They are more confident than the Western Mountain Scripture, but not as good as us..."
Bei Mingpeng looked closely at Ling Jiuquan's arrogant and contemptuous face, with a cold face. At the same time, he was weighing the pros and cons in his heart, whether to take action at this time.
On the opposite side, Ancestor Jiudun, Jinghua and Blood Rakshasa all noticed the abnormality. At this time, everyone looked on guard and did not dare to take it lightly.
After a while, Bei Mingpeng slowly shook his head and said, "Since the Canghai spirit has hope for you to reconstruct the Zhongshan Sutra, then I will follow you and hope you won't let me down."
Lan Jianzhou was impatient and was about to say something, but Bei Mingpeng continued, "After all, the catastrophe will happen within a hundred years. How can we, the mountains and the sea, have no leaders to compete with those group of alien demons?"
As soon as these words came out, several people who were at the peak of today's monks standing in the huge sea were suddenly startled, not knowing what they thought of.
Ling Jiuquan had a gloomy face and looked at Bei Mingpeng's smile when he looked at him. For a moment, he also smiled back and said, "When you become a god, do you have to shoulder the responsibilities of the mountains and seas? Why should I do this?"
"Besides, with someone like Luo Chengdong who is a swordsman cultivator and can go his own way, in the face of absolute strength, even if the King of Heaven comes, he will never let me become a pawn of heaven." Ling Jiuquan said without hesitation.
Bei Mingpeng didn't pay much attention to Ling Jiuquan's words. Just like what Samsara said back then, you can't just not do something if you don't want to.
The road is misty, Ling Jiuquan has become a god, and he is still the god between mountains, seas, heaven and earth.
Bei Mingpeng shrugged, and the words were almost finished. The two of them had no intention of dealing with each other, and they were too lazy to waste any more time at the moment. As Bei Mingpeng's figure gradually disappeared, he and Lan Jianzhou disappeared from the spot.
Above the sea, the three people behind Ling Jiuquan looked at him nervously. Ling Jiuquan could not be moved by what Bei Mingpeng said, but in the eyes of the three people, it was an existence that was even more terrifying than the sky falling.
"Hurry back to Hongmeng Mountain. I have my own plans for the catastrophe."
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This year's winter has been extremely wet and cold, especially now that the area where Jianshan is located has turned into a world of ice and snow. Compared with the past four seasons, which were like spring, the entire Changliu Mountain was covered with snow, stretching as far as the eye could see.
This is a dark and empty cave. Compared with the cold weather outside, the cave is damp and dark, and exudes a musty smell all year round.
But as the cave extends underground, a fragrant aroma is greeted, filling everything around it.
A drop of sword light bloomed in the dim underground. Miao Keke, dressed in white, crouched and followed the void of the underground space. Under the sword, she flew straight towards the depths of the earth.
I don’t know how long I flew until there was a blue and white light flashing in my sight, which became more and more eye-catching.
With one strike of the sword, Miao Keke quickly arrived underground.
In front of her eyes, there was a large tree that was as clear as mutton fat. The tree was lush and green, with rich aura, and there were some red fruits on it. Just one glance made her feel surprised.
Although Miao Keke was curious, she didn't pay too much attention to it. In her sight was the figure in purple clothes and white hair under the tree, lonely and desolate.
"Little senior brother!"
A breeze blows slowly, accompanied by the falling leaves of the hibiscus tree, as if it has passed through the years.
