"Ahem!" The old Taoist of Xianfeng Taoist coughed slightly, looked up at the blood clouds in the sky, and said calmly: "After a long separation, the Emperor of Life is safe and well!"
"you wanna die!"
I don't know whether it was the sophisticated name or the attitude of his words, which completely stimulated the face in the blood cloud.
Ren Lian fell into madness again. This time he was completely crazy. He no longer had any sense and ignored Wang Zijia.
It once again filled the sky with hard steel chains, making it deeply embedded in the flesh and blood. Countless flesh and blood fell into the central fairyland, but it attacked the old man crazily.
Old Taoist Yun Danfeng was gentle, coughing from time to time, or raising his hand to punch, or his aura filling the sky, and he reluctantly started fighting with Xue Yun.
The four great saints also used their full strength to drive the golden chains in an attempt to pull this madman back again.
At this moment, a breath suddenly rose up, making everyone startled again and subconsciously turned their heads to look.
"In ancient times, there was a divine being. He was born to nourish and open up the spirit. He transformed the spirit into immortality and became the emperor of the five directions!"
"Today there is a junior scholar, Wang Zijia, please summon the Dharma!"
"There is an Immortal Emperor who teaches and transforms sentient beings. Please ask Emperor Nanling to borrow his teachings!"
Following the call, a huge shadow rose from behind Wang Zijia.
The entire battlefield was stunned by this sudden change.
"Um, this is...Emperor Nanling?"
"I...what the hell happened? Didn't we agree that the Golden Immortal would break through? Why did two emperors suddenly appear and start a holy war?"
"Didn't it be said that the Five Emperors died in the Third Age?"
"Uh... Why did Chiyang Immortal Lord invite Emperor Nanling? As His Highness, shouldn't he invite the Emperor of Daoting?"
"Good guy, so this is His Highness Daoting's fighting style?"
"Call your parents if you disagree?"
"Am I the only one who wants to know what's going on now? Who is that Blood Cloud Man and where did he come from? Who is the old man Tianzun?"
"That should be the founder of the Three Palaces?"
"who?"
"Let's learn more about secrets and deeds!"
"·······"
Not only the monks all over the sky were shocked, but also the four saints who had been prepared were stunned.
Even the old man with the immortal spirit in the fight and the blood cloud monster who had gone completely crazy instinctively stopped and looked at Wang Zijia.
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At this moment, Wang Zijia had a dark face, holding the soul-slaying sword that had just become a spiritual treasure. His head was hung with golden light, and his whole body exuded a golden immortal aura. A huge spiritual shadow was floating behind him, and he looked at the blood cloud with an evil look on his face. Strange human face.
Breaking through a Golden Immortal, one situation after another, the destructive power is enough, I can only say that I am unlucky, even if there is a special reason, Wang Zijia can only admit it.
But how many times has this face tried to mess with him?
three times?
Four times?
In short, as long as his aura is located, the madness will definitely break out and he will come to him no matter what.
It was as if Wang Zijia had killed his entire family and humiliated his wife and daughter in person.
And as the fake spirit entered the body, the spirit behind him rose up, and Wang Zijia's aura filled with evil spirits continued to rise, and finally stopped at the peak of Golden Immortal.
It's not that Wang Zijia can only have this kind of power now, nor can Lingzhi only have this kind of power.
It's Wang Zijia's fake spirit that borrows channels. It's fine for the objects he has planted demons to use, but for non-demonic objects, especially the deceased, it requires enough entanglement on the causal level and enough understanding on the reality level. Yiping.
It's enough to entangle Wang Zijia with cause and effect. In reality, Yiping relies on a sword that has been broken, experienced strange changes, and was re-sacrificially sacrificed by Wang Zijia.
It is indeed not enough to invite Taiyi's power.
But Wang Zijia Ke clearly remembered that Ling Jie's spirit-killing power had a terrifying restraint on this guy.
That fight in the Fourth Age had already confirmed it.
So Wang Zijia raised the sword above his head without any hesitation.
At the same time, in the book beside him, a pile of pages exploded.
And, he opened his mouth and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
"Value - 5 trillion!"
All the final value turned into five blood god crystals and exploded together.
With the blessing of many terrifying powers, this attack has barely surpassed the limit of the Golden Immortal.
"cut!"
Wang Zijia roared angrily and struck down Kaitian with his sword.
"well!"
Behind it, the phantom of Ling Jingzhi seemed to let out a melodious sigh, and also fell with a sword.
The sword light that suddenly appeared, like opening the sky, illuminated everything, leaving the monks and disciples watching the battle stunned.
"Roar!"
Under such pressure, Xuelian finally changed his target.
"puff!"
However, in the face of Wang Zijia's attack, the giant hand created by Xue Lian did not resist much, and was directly chopped into pieces by Wang Zi Jia's sword. It slashed at Xue Yun Man's face without any loss of force, almost splitting it in half.
As the sword light dissipated, the opponent's body began to undergo uncontrollable changes.
The flesh and blood from the wound fell crazily and spread to the ground. As the breath fluctuated, the flesh and blood in other areas of the blood cloud also began to squirm.
It seems that all living beings are rebelling, transforming from a whole body into countless deformed flesh and blood spirits.
Its breath was instantly exhausted.
"Crash!"
Under such a change, the Four Saints immediately increased their strength, and the power of the four golden copper coin chain dragons began to show.
He began to drag it and kept shrinking into the depths of the void.
"Roar!"
The blood-cloud human-faced monster was squirming all over. It kept struggling, but it was difficult to form a stalemate.
No matter how hard he struggled, there was no way.
In the end, it was pulled by the golden dragon and the original giant sealing net and disappeared into the void.
After all, the other party is still sealed, and this is just part of its extended power.
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As the flesh and blood disappeared, the world suddenly fell into silence.
The monks looked blankly at Wang Zijia, whose spirit was rapidly dissipating behind him.
Today, everyone finally knows what the reincarnated ancient cultivator is, what His Highness Daoting is, and what the ancient power is.
I finally know why Sanqing Palace spent so much money.
This is not the fifth saint prepared by Shenhong. This is already the fifth saint prepared by Shenhong!
The existence that can exert decisive power in this kind of holy war is not the saint in charge, but it is better than the saint in charge!
"Ahem!"
The eerie silence lasted for a moment, and was finally broken by a slight cough.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"teacher!"
As soon as the four saints completed the seal and stabilized it, they all gathered around the old man and greeted the coughing old man with concern on their faces.
The old Taoist waved his hand and said calmly: "It's okay, it's an old problem!"
However, Wang Zijia clearly saw that as the old man coughed, the old man's right hand continued to switch between the state of a skinny mummy and the state of flesh and blood. It seemed calm and gentle, but his breath seemed to be fluctuating weakly.
As a Tao master who is at least in the Taiyi realm, his whole body is regulated. Physical changes represent problems with the Taoism. Obviously, the other party has a big problem.
"The disciples are so incompetent that they disturb the master in seclusion..."
However, the old Taoist stretched out his hand to stop his words and turned his head to look at Wang Zijia with an inexplicable look in his eyes.
For a moment, extremely complex emotions seemed to flash through his indifferent eyes.
recall?
Miss you?
Trance?
Sad?
Extremely complex, yet fleeting. After a moment, he regained his indifference, as if he had taken everything lightly.
Wang Zijia also looked at the old man.
If nothing else, this is what was completely confirmed when we traveled to the future. The oldest practitioner in the Shenhong Immortal Realm is at least a Taoist master who survived the Fourth Age?
Zhang Deqi?
Zhang family?
Direct line or collateral?
If he is a direct descendant, doesn't it mean that the other person is also a time traveler?
Or is it just simple Su Hui?
What was the other party's status in the Taoist court back then?
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Looking at each other, Wang Zijia suddenly had a flash of thought and suddenly said with doubt on his face: "Have we met before?"
Zhang Deqi shook his head with a smile and said, "I've probably never seen him before."
Wang Zijia looked at Zhang Deqi in confusion. The more he looked at him, the more he felt familiar. However, when he searched his memory, he found that he had never seen him before.
An old monster from Daoting?
"Ahem!" The old man coughed again.
This time, half of the opponent's body was coughing, constantly switching between mummy and flesh.
Obviously, the opponent's condition should have been extremely bad, and the hasty battle just now made this bad state even worse.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"······"
The four saints who were at a close distance obviously saw it, and each of them looked concerned and worried.
The old man looked at the four people, then at Wang Zijia, and then said to the five people: "I'll wait for you in the audience!"
After saying this, the old man disappeared directly in front of everyone.
Wang Zijia frowned slightly as he watched this scene.
The four saints came to their senses together, and first said to Wang Zijia: "Congratulations to fellow Taoist Daoist for becoming a Golden Immortal again!"
"Congratulations to Chiyang Immortal Lord!"
"Congratulations to the Immortal Lord for your enlightenment!"
"······"
At this time, the monks on the ground who had been looking at the sky all saluted.
Wang Zijia responded slightly, and then Zhang Daoxuan and the other two said a few words to the monks all over the sky, and then said to Wang Zijia: "Come on, Fellow Taoist Chiyang, go see the master?"
"Am I coming too?" Wang Zijia asked.
"Of course, didn't Master give the order just now?" Zhang Daoxuan replied.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia looked at the cultivators below and no longer postponed, saying: "Then it's time to work."
It just so happened that he was also quite curious about this person.
The five people disappeared in place while talking.
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After the five people left, monks from Taiqing Palace came to organize the scene.
And as the five people left, the cultivators were completely shocked.
As today's events unfold, Wang Zijia is destined to become the top leader of Shenhong Dao Sect for a long time to come.
His various legends, identity and background, stories and emotional experiences are destined to make various headlines for a long time.
In the future, Zhenlingge will once again enter the fast lane of development and start a new round of take-off.
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Zhang Daoxuan and his entourage took Wang Zijia towards the depths of Taiqing Palace. During the process, Zhang Daoxuan took the initiative to say to Wang Zijia:
"That was our master just now, the founder of Sanqing Palace, and the founder and leader of the entire Taoist sect."
"Master, like you, he is also a survivor of the Fourth Age."
"However, unlike fellow Taoist Chiyang, who was reincarnated and re-cultivated, the master resisted directly. As a result, he suffered serious injuries."
"It was him who, at the end of the Fourth Age, after the catastrophic disaster, used great magic power to complete the post-disaster reconstruction, barely preserved the broken Shenhong, saved countless worlds, and preserved the fire."
"Because of this, his old man suffered more injuries, and finally reached a point where it was difficult to solve."
"So he rarely showed up in the Fifth Era and spent most of his time recovering from his injuries. So now Shenhong only has a few legends about him, and few people know of his existence."
"Later, after I and a few others were taught, they went into seclusion all year round, which could easily last more than 100,000 years."
"I have only woken up twice in this century, and now it is the third time."
Wang Zijia nodded suddenly, and then asked the question he was most concerned about at the moment: "Do you know, Daoxuan Tianzun, the identity of the senior in the Fourth Age?"
Hearing this, Zhang Daoxuan looked at Wang Zijia doubtfully.
Wang Zijia said: "When I crashed into the world and returned to ruins in the Fourth Age, although I survived through reincarnation, I was also affected a lot, and many of my memories were somewhat incomplete. When I see my seniors, for some reason, I always feel familiar. "
The few people who were walking forward in silence all paused slightly and glanced at Wang Zijia subconsciously.
Zhang Dao
Wang Zijia frowned slightly and nodded.
At this moment, the five of them have arrived at the core of Taiqing Continent, in front of a simple hall filled with immortal energy.
Obviously, the destination has been reached!
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Deep in the Taiqing Palace, there is a magnificent and simple core building, whose style is somewhat like a white jade Taoist temple.
At this moment, view the main hall.
When Wang Zijia followed Zhang Daoxuan and the other four people to this place, Zhang Deqi, the immortal Taoist, was already waiting quietly in the main hall.
At this moment, the formation in the entire hall was operating at full strength, but it only stimulated the spirit gathering effect. The terrifying fairy power drawn from various veins gathered in the hall.
The veteran Zhang Deqi sat cross-legged on the central seat of the hall, and the terrifying fairy power was poured into his body crazily.
But the other person's body is like a bottomless pit that cannot be filled.
However, the coughing condition is much better, and the physical body no longer appears to be in the state of mummy and flesh and blood, and it seems that the injury has been barely stabilized.
In Wang Zijia's perception, this person was very strange.
Without it, this person has no cultivation.
It's not that he used the concealment method to hide it, but that he just didn't cultivate it.
In fact, this person can only be regarded as an empty shell!
Well, that’s not right either.
This person gave Wang Zijia the feeling... like a powerful Taoist who had already condensed the Tao Fruit. The Tao Fruit collapsed, but he did not die, and even retained his strength to a certain extent. .
This state is not only strange, but also terrifying.
Because after the Taiyi realm, monks pick Tao fruits to master the Tao. Unless they are transcendent, no matter it is Taiyi or Daluo, the Tao fruit should be its core, and it should be the extraordinary representative of a Tao master monk.
If the Tao Fruit collapses, people should be destroyed.
The old Taoist's situation at this moment is almost like a person in his previous life who saw a ghost!
Therefore, this veteran gave Wang Zijia a very strange feeling.
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At this moment, after Zhang Daoxuan and his entourage arrived at the main hall, the four of them looked at the old man with concern for a moment. After seeing that his condition was stable, they greeted him politely: "I have met Master!"
Wang Zijia just followed him into the hall and took a quick look at the old man Zhang Deqi.
Then, following Zhang Daoxuan and the four others, they greeted each other and said, "I have met my senior."
Zhang Deqi originally looked at the five people, but because of Wang Zijia's greeting, he paused and said: "Let's just talk about friendship as equals."
These plain words made Zhang Daoxuan and others pause slightly in greeting.
Wang Zijia was certain that his sense of familiarity was no longer an illusion.
This Deqi was definitely a key figure in the Zhang family.
It was even possible that in the Fourth Epoch, when he went to Yaoshan Realm and had a fierce battle with Ming Ni, he had seen him somewhere.
But it seems that the other party has no intention of telling about his past identity?
Thoughts flickered, Wang Zijia said nothing more, but after a slight silence, he said: "Yes, Zhang Tianzun!"
Zhang Deqi frowned for a moment when he heard Wang Zijia's changed title, but didn't say anything more.
Immediately, at Zhang Deqi's signal, the five people sat down on the smaller jade throne in the main hall.
As the six people sat down, the magic circle flickered, the five people floated in the air, the Taoist wheel hung behind them, the immortal body and magic body became larger, and the six people formed a fan shape, like the legendary powerful council.
"Master, are you leaving seclusion this time..." Hua Yuling, the only female cultivator among the six, the master of Yuqing Palace, asked carefully.
"I am just hanging on for a while now, and there is no hope. Now the situation of Shenhong depends on your wait." Zhang Deqi said in an old voice.
"It's the disciples who are incompetent. They haven't been able to quell the evil disaster for so many years. Now they have alarmed the master and disturbed your old care." Zhang Daoxuan immediately accused him.
Zhang Deqi waved his hand and did not dwell on these topics, saying: "Tell us about the situation in the inner world and the current situation in the Taoist sect!"
"······"
In this way, several people began to talk about Shenhong's current poor situation in front of Wang Zijia without any hesitation.
It seemed that as he came here, everyone acquiesced that he had now entered the highest decision-making level of the entire Taoist sect.
Among the people's words, Zhang Deqi did not understand Shenhong's current situation, and Wang Zijia did not. Anyway, Wang Zijia combined the various information he had learned before, and Wang Zijia had a clear understanding of Shenhong.
It can be said that Shenhong is now on the verge of collapse at any time.
The entire world should have been destroyed at the end of the Fourth Age: when the world collided with the world and returned to ruins.
Nowadays, after years of patchwork, there are problems everywhere, coupled with the problem of disasters, resulting in Shenhong's current level of circles, it is likely to collapse and disappear at any time, and fall into a situation of great destruction.
After Zhang Deqi had a general understanding, he suddenly asked Wang Zijia: "Fellow Taoist Chiyang, how many years do you think you have until you can preliminary enlighten the Tao again?"
For today's Shenhong monks, condensing Taoist power and becoming a Golden Immortal is probably considered enlightenment.
But for monks like Zhang Deqi, it is obvious that they must at least initially condense the Tao Fruit and achieve Taiyi before they can achieve enlightenment.
Wang Zijia was stunned by this inexplicable and extremely straightforward turn of phrase.
When can I attain enlightenment?
Not to mention other things, you are more confident than I am, as if I can definitely ascend to Taiyi?
Taiyi?
Before, Wang Zijia was very confident that he wouldn't need much time.
But as a golden immortal, he almost turned Shenhong upside down, Taiyi?
Wang Zijia really doesn’t know when it will be done!
Wang Zijia couldn't figure out what the big boss was up to, so he could only say vaguely: "I don't know about this. After all, in today's era, if you want to condense Dao Fruit, it all depends on chance."
Hearing this, Zhang Deqi added again: "If the sect provides certain resources and supports the Taoists, how long will it take for the Taoists to complete the accumulation of the Golden Immortal stage?"
Wang Zijia paused again. For such a serious boss, Wang Zijia had no experience in dealing with him. Now the other party was completely unreasonable and asked straightforward questions without any hesitation, which made Wang Zijia a little confused.
Finally, under his gaze, he hesitated and said: "If it is just a matter of rebuilding in the Golden Immortal stage, it should be completed within a few decades. After all, it only requires a little accumulation of Tao power."
Zhang Deqi nodded clearly, then turned his head to look at Zhang Daoxuan and said: "Then start comprehensive preparations for war. Fifty years from now at the latest, we will directly launch the final war to completely eliminate the hidden dangers in the inner world."
"The problems in the inner realm have reached a point where we have to clean up, otherwise that thing may be completely out of trouble at any time, and then the entire Shenhong will probably collapse. After all, it is the former emperor, the former Daluo monk, and Shenhong has already I can’t afford to bother with it.”
'Fifty years from now?' 70 years of awakening? It seems that it happens to be the time when that guy Yao Wenxuan attains Taiyi? '
'So even if we have our own way to clear the ground, even if the inner battlefield does not deteriorate, will this all-out war break out? '
'Comprehensively clean up the inner world and completely solve the inner world problems? '
Thinking of this, Wang Zijia subconsciously thought of the situation he saw from a special perspective when he broke through just now, where the rune tennis ball, the bloody haze, and the aura of destruction were entangled with each other and barely balanced.
"Follow the law!" While Wang Zijia was thinking, Zhang Daoxuan and the others immediately responded.
"Do Fellow Taoist Chiyang have any opinions on this?" Seeing that Wang Zijia was speechless, Zhang Deqi asked.
Zhang Daoxuan and the other four also looked over.
Wang Zijia came back to his senses slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said thoughtfully: "What I am thinking about is, even if we can really defeat the evil demons in the inner world and clean up the pollution in the inner world, can we really move the core one? Or? Can you really kill me?"
When Zhang Daoxuan and the other two heard this, their faces were full of puzzlement and confusion. They all subconsciously said: "Why can't you kill him?"
"What does this mean, fellow Taoist?"
"······"
Only Zhang Deqi seemed to understand the meaning of Wang Zijia's words, and looked at Wang Zijia in surprise.
It seemed that what Wang Zijia knew was beyond his expectation.
Zhang Deqi's reaction completely confirmed Wang Zijia's uncertain suspicion.
In the special field of vision he saw, the red aura was the manifestation of evil, or the origin of evil.
And that red haze does help Shenhong's stability.
Even when the three thousand worlds of Shenhong, the Holy Spirit, and the Gods perished together and collided with each other and returned to ruins, the reason why only Shenhong barely survived in the end may have been due to that evil reason.
Does that mean that the conjecture that spiritual energy is sin is correct to a certain extent?
etc!
That great prophecy of the ancient money Du family! (End of chapter)
