Wang Zijia looked at the simple jade in his hand. There was a text on both sides.
There is a 'Zhang' on one side and a 'Shenghong' on the other side.
Obviously, this was Wang Zijia's original identity order, and it was probably the only thing he had left in the Yaoshan world.
When looking at the jade, Wang Zijia was surprised to find that it was not just a sacrificial item, it seemed to be usable.
With his mind moving slightly, Wang Zijia tentatively input some spiritual power.
"Weng!"
In an instant, all the murals in the entire temple seemed to come alive.
Amid everyone's uncertain looks, countless spiritual lights gathered in the center of the hall.
The phantom of an old, decayed, dying old man condensed out of it.
Wang Zijia looked at the old man, stunned, and said, "Dai Fei?"
Although he had turned into an old man and was full of decay, Wang Zijia could still vaguely tell that this was Zhang Daifei, the immortal who had served him before, arranged his yard, and was responsible for his daily life!
The old phantom seemed to be based on a ray of remnant soul, turned into something like a strange formation spirit, and was forcibly sealed until now.
However, due to the influence of decay, it is now on the verge of collapse.
So after the other party was awakened by Wang Zijia, he was stunned. After seeing Wang Zijia, he slowly came back to his senses, and then said excitedly: "Ancestor Shenghong? Are you really reincarnated?"
Wang Zijia paused, nodded, and felt the rotten aura around him and said, "It seems that you have also become a rotten immortal?"
"Yes, my grandson was not very lucky. He did not directly collapse in the disaster that year. He survived by chance and became an immortal waiting to die." Zhang Daifei sighed.
Wang Zijia was silent for a moment again. He had seen the Decaying Immortal Lord and knew how painful this was.
Compared with watching oneself decay in despair, dying with the world day by day, and walking towards the bottomless abyss step by step, during the initial big explosion, the immortal body collapsed and turned into powder, which was actually a kind of relief.
After all, there is great terror between life and death.
But as an immortal who has obviously lived as long as heaven and earth, he has to watch himself step by step toward death without being able to do anything about it. This is really a torture and a crazy thing.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many immortal immortals in the Fifth Age, who are as crazy as demons.
After all, in order to become an immortal, one must at least have a very firm Taoist heart!
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"How is the clan doing after I left?" Wang Zijia was silent for a moment, looked at Zhang Daifei, who was constantly exuding spiritual light, and changed the subject.
Zhang Daifei came back to his senses slightly and began to narrate: "Back then, my ancestor, you fought to the death and injured the demon, so that the Zhang family of Yaoshan was able to escape the disaster of annihilation."
"Under the command of Patriarch Guangyu, I will finish cleaning the battlefield and prepare to return to the clan area to try to contact the Taoist court."
"But before we set off, the entire endless void world was filled with strange divine light, and then there was the sound of heaven and earth falling apart."
"During this process, my grandson saw with his own eyes that Patriarch Guangyu, as well as a group of Celestial Immortals, and some Earth Immortals, were turned into powder in front of my grandson's eyes."
"And my grandson and several surviving members of his clan also suffered severe backlash due to the shock and shattering of the Immortal Realm."
"Subsequently, the world was in turmoil. The sky collapsed and the earth cracked. Most of the entire Yaoshan realm was disintegrated by strange forces. Various apocalyptic natural disasters left the ground in ruins."
"At that time, because they didn't know what was happening, everyone was extremely scared, and countless disciples were even more terrified."
"The disciples waited for a long time to gather together before gathering the surviving clan members of Yaoshan Realm."
"Later, before the Daoting completely collapsed, they sent a team of immortal immortals to build the Demon-Sealing Tower here, and asked our clan to guard this place, waiting for our ancestors to return from the calamity."
"······"
"Later on, due to the imminent decay, the disciple had no choice but to declare himself a remnant soul to guard the pagoda and protect the clan."
"In the following years, I was awakened one after another for some time, and I learned about the collision of the three realms, the shattering and disappearance of the Taoist court, and the end of heaven and earth."
"Until the disciple reaches the limit, and then falls into a complete sleep, waiting for the final awakening."
"When you wake up again, Ancestor Shenghong will be in front of you!"
Following Zhang Daifei's words, spiritual light continued to overflow from his body, and the aura of decay became stronger and stronger.
Wang Zijia heard a moment of silence. In a few short words, Wang Zijia heard Zhang Daifei's desperate and long years.
I also felt the relief he felt at this moment.
"I'm sorry for you!" Wang Zijia didn't know what to say, and finally said this.
Zhang Daifei smiled with relief and said: "Compared to my brothers who also survived, I am lucky to be able to see my ancestors before I die!"
"Do you have any last wishes?" Wang Zijia asked, looking at Zhang Daifei who was already very unreal.
"Disciple has nothing else to ask for." Zhang Daifei shook his head. He thought of something in the middle of his sentence and said, "Does the Zhang family of Yaoshan still exist?"
Wang Zijia thought of the scene outside the valley when he came to this world, nodded and said: "Although I have experienced a lot of hardships, now I think all the hardships are over!"
"That's good, that's good. From now on, I'll ask you, ancestor, to take care of you." As he spoke, Zhang Daifei added:
"If there is any catastrophe, ancestor, you don't have to resist everything alone. When you are unable to defeat the enemy, just keep the incense and fire going. Children and grandchildren will have their own destiny!"
Obviously, he thought of the scene when Wang Zijia collapsed.
"By the way, I know that my ancestor likes to collect anecdotes. I learned from the Daoting Immortal that you have been reincarnated and have returned from the tribulation. I asked the clan to collect a lot of interesting stories and put them in the order. You can take a look.”
"Also, although the remaining people in the Taoist court say that you have your own means to deal with the things suppressed in the tower. But if you, ancestor, can't handle it, just leave it alone and continue to suppress it...that is... ···”
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Daifei had completely disappeared into the air.
Wang Zijia whispered sadly: "Let's go!"
The decay of the immortal is the destruction of the rules, and Wang Zijia can't do anything about it at the moment.
Besides, Zhang Daifei is just a sealed remnant soul.
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Silence returned to the hall, and everyone looked at Wang Zijia with a slightly sad look on his face.
"Fellow Taoist is actually His Highness of the Daoting Imperial Lineage? No wonder he didn't want to mention his life experience before!" After a while, Li Xunbo sighed quietly.
Wang Zijia shook his head with a wry smile and said full of vicissitudes of life:
"Your Highness is not Your Highness. Haven't you, fellow Taoist, seen it? The entire Taoist court collapsed with the end of the Fourth Age. How can there be any Taoist court or Your Highness?"
"Today, all you have is a reincarnated person with no family!"
Li Xunbo looked at Wang Zijia and did not continue to dwell on this topic.
After all, strictly speaking, the Three Purities and Three Meridians all come from the Taoist court. If someone really wants to recognize His Highness, is it possible for the Sanqing to worship him as an ancestor?
"Listening to what I just said, this tower is not a treasure house, but a place of demons?" Li Xunbo asked, changing the subject.
Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "When I came here, there was no such tower."
While speaking, Wang Zijia paused and said, "But you'll know when you go up and take a look."
With his words, he inspired Ling Yu, and a light door passage leading to the upper level appeared in front of everyone.
Yes, this Lingyu is also a vacant hub of the entire tower.
When everyone saw this, they were not too surprised.
Wang Zijia took the lead and stepped in. Seeing this, everyone followed suit.
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Passing through the light curtain is like entering another small space.
His vision instantly became dim.
Different from the first floor of the pagoda, which is full of palace buildings, this second floor is an underground cave-like space like a lava cave.
There are dark red rock pillars all around, and the dome in the sky also looks like a rock cave.
Many strange dark red stone pillars have some strange runes scattered all over them, making this place look like a strange altar.
The whole thing is like a strange magma cave that has dried up and cooled.
"breathe"
The sound of deep breathing rang in my ears, as if coming from the depths of the cave.
Along with the sound, there was a faint fishy smell and surging air, as if there was some huge creature in the center of the cave.
The people behind him also followed up. After seeing this scene, all their mana flowed and they floated slightly.
After rising a little and seeing clearly the details of the entire cave, everyone was stunned.
"Dragon?"
At first sight, there was a huge, crater-like crater at the core of the strange stone pillars.
In the dark red stone forest covered with runes, there are huge black iron chains entangled.
At this moment, a demonic dragon, at least tens to hundreds of feet long, was locked in it and sleeping.
The reason why it is said to be a demon dragon is not only because the opponent is filled with monstrous demonic flames and surrounded by a rich and ominous atmosphere, but also because the opponent looks very ferocious.
There is a row of dark bone spurs like fish fins on the back, dark red dragon scales are spread all over the body, and the entire dragon head does not have a lion-like mane, but is covered with many dark spikes.
Coupled with its monstrous demonic flames, it looks extremely ferocious.
The place where the horns should have been was replaced by a huge sarcoma bulge.
The sarcoma was red and looked like a deformed tumor. It also looked like there was a big bloody head on the head, which was a bit ugly.
But if you look closely, you will find that the sarcoma is actually densely covered with extremely small dragon scales.
When everyone was sizing up the demon dragon, either because of fluctuations in mana or because of vision problems, the demon dragon's breathing suddenly stopped.
The next moment, everyone saw the demon dragon slowly opening its eyes.
There are no vertical pupils in the blood-red eyes. In the blood-red eyes, you can vaguely see some deformed pupils composed of broken lines.
Full of madness and destruction!
"Crash!"
With the sound of chains, the magic dragon rushed towards everyone with lightning, but straightened the chains not far from everyone.
"Roar!"
The dragon finally roared violently at everyone. A strong fishy wind blew towards my face.
However, whether it was Wang Zijia, Li Xunbo, or other beings in the group, they all looked at this scene indifferently, their bodies motionless.
"Using the power of the demon dragon to extract its power and seal it? The idea is quite clever. But is there anything special about the demon dragon of Xuanxian? It actually spends so much effort on sealing it instead of just killing it directly?"
Li Xunbo looked at the demon dragon with great interest, but did not take him seriously at all, and said so.
This is normal. As a Golden Immortal, he has already stepped into the third level of the Saint. He has come into contact with Tao and condensed the power of Tao.
Not to mention a disabled dragon that was sealed in the Nine Realm Mysterious Immortal stage, even if it was alive and kicking, it was just a matter of raising its hand.
Wang Zijia looked at the huge tumor on the demon dragon's forehead. Some pictures appeared in his mind. He thought of a possibility and then said:
"This should have been captured and sealed in the early fifth era. At that time, the immortals were corrupt, and the demon dragon of the Xuanxian might really be considered a big demon."
"And...if I guess correctly, this thing should have certain immortality properties."
"oh?"
When Li Xunbo heard about the characteristics of immortality, he became interested. He raised his eyebrows and flicked his fingers, sparks blooming.
In an instant, the sparks turned into blazing flames and enveloped the dragon.
"Roar!"
The three-flavored true fire is already a top-level killing magical power, and it is driven by Tao power, which makes it even more terrifying.
"Roar!"
"呲呲······"
In the blink of an eye, the dragon was burned to the point of burning and struggling wildly.
Unfortunately, there is no way.
In just a dozen breaths, the hundred-foot-long terrifying demon dragon, which had withstood the seal for an entire era, was quickly burned to ashes and gradually disappeared.
Seeing this, Li Xunbo shook his head and said, "It shouldn't have any immortality."
Wang Zijia: "······"
I said it was possible, but you were too practical. Just raise your hand and it was all burnt, leaving not even two piles of ashes!
If I said something was wrong with this space, would you also burn the entire tower?
Jin Xian is amazing, right?
There was some complaint in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. Just as he was about to do something, Wang Zijia made a move.
Li Xunbo also frowned slightly.
"Crack!"
As the dragon was turned into ashes, the flames became smaller and smaller, and finally the dragon's head turned into charcoal, and the raging flames gradually extinguished.
As the flames extinguished, the charcoal-like faucet disintegrated and turned into ashes.
"Paji!"
However, there was something that was not completely burned. A huge piece of blood-colored meat fell out from the charcoal of the dragon's head. The meat was steaming with heat, as if it had been cooked by the flames.
But it is constantly squirming, obviously not losing its activity.
During the squirming, flesh and blood proliferated slowly, little by little. It seemed that, given a certain amount of time, he would definitely be able to turn into that magical dragon again.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia spread his hands, looked at Li Xunbo and said: "Look, I guess this is the reason for being suppressed. And it can go through an era of suppression without much decline. This thing should look very good." trouble."
At the same time, Wang Zijia looked at the mass of flesh and blood, and his suspicions were confirmed.
If there is no accident, this thing should be the thing scattered on Ming Ni's body, that is, the bloody giant that was blown to pieces by the collision explosion!
At that time, he saw unmentioned pieces of meat scattered, many of which were directly and powerful corpses, transformed into countless monsters in the mysterious realm!
Li Xunbo raised his eyebrows and looked more serious. He bent his fingertips again and flicked them lightly, and sparks flew into the flesh and blood again.
The newly grown flesh and blood was instantly burned by the fire, but after it returned to its original size, the flames gradually extinguished.
The flesh and blood squirmed again, and the charcoal on the surface disintegrated into ashes and disappeared. However, the mass of flesh at the core seemed to be unaffected, and slowly proliferated as it squirmed again.
Seeing this, Li Xunbo became completely interested.
With a wave of his hand, he held it in front of him and wanted to study it carefully.
"Um!"
"careful!"
Everyone was shocked, and Wang Zijia couldn't help but remind him.
I saw the invisible palm transformed by Dao power, holding the squirming piece of flesh and blood when it came back, and the bloody haze quickly spread out from the flesh and blood.
The originally invisible big hand of Dao power was directly dyed by the haze, quickly revealing the shape of the big hand, and infected Li Xunbo like lightning.
Li Xunbo also looked surprised. He raised his hand decisively and cut off the extended Dao power.
"Bah!"
The big hand lost its support and collapsed, and the piece of meat it held fell to the ground again.
When everyone saw this, they all showed fear.
I finally understand why I chose to seal instead of kill.
At the beginning of the Fifth Age, there should not even be any golden immortals left alive. It is estimated that people of that era were really unable to kill this thing.
"Evil?" Li Xunbo was surprised and asked in confusion: "What level of evil is this? It has such strong pollution and corrosiveness?"
Just now, Li Xunbo clearly felt that his Tao power had no power to resist him at all.
No, it's not just that there is no resistance, but that his strength has almost become the opponent's nourishment!
"This is not the kind of evil you think. The things you usually see are probably just garbage infected by it. If I guessed correctly, this should be the flesh and blood of the 'life evil'." Wang Zijia He said with a slightly solemn expression.
"The flesh and blood of fate?" Zhang Junyong and others asked in confusion. They didn't understand the difference between the fate mentioned by Wang Zijia and the fate mentioned by Li Xunbo.
Li Xunbo looked shocked when he heard this, and said in astonishment: "Fellow Taoist, are you saying that this thing is... the flesh and blood of one of the three evils?"
Wang Zijia nodded and said, "We're almost inseparable!"
"This..." Everyone was confused, but Li Xunbo said solemnly: "If it is really it, how to deal with it? If you are not careful, it will be a catastrophe."
Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me try it!"
Li Xunbo was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that when he was on the first floor below, it seemed that the immortal was talking about the Taoist court staff waiting for Wang Zijia to come and deal with these things.
Thinking of this, he looked a little more serious, wanting to see how Wang Zijia, the one who should be robbed by his uncle, would deal with it.
However, what Li Xunbo never expected was that Wang Zijia did not use any magical means.
Instead, under the astonished gazes of everyone, the immortal essence condensed into a thread and was carefully and tentatively inserted into the flesh.
(End of chapter)
