Walk on the path of immortality and seek immortality, but you must not forget the principles of human ethics.
As Zhen Huantian said, since Ji Liao married Zhen Ling'er, Zhen Huantian would be his half-father at any time.
Although Ji Liao's realm has surpassed Zhen Hantian's now, Ji Liao is still a junior in front of Zhen Hantian. This is like an old farmer's son becoming an official. He can't turn around and disown his father, an old farmer.
"Am I laughing arrogantly?" Ji Liao looked at Zhen Hantian and said jokingly.
"That's so arrogant. I've never seen anyone more arrogant than you." Zhen Hantian also laughed.
Ji Liao didn't want to talk to Zhen Hantian about what he had experienced on the Dust Star, so he once again turned the topic back to Zhen Hantian.
"The foundation of Soul Wind Valley is not deep. If you want to succeed in the path of immortality, Soul Wind Valley is not a place to stay for a long time. I think your father-in-law has shown signs of breaking through to the late stage of god refining. Why don't you leave Soul Wind Valley to practice elsewhere?"
"Ha, to put it lightly, this dust star is too dangerous. No matter where I go with my meager skills, I will end up at the mercy of others."
"My father-in-law can go to Guanghong Realm, which is the place where true spirits live. With my father-in-law Teng She's bloodline, it is not difficult to integrate into the place where Teng She lives. Staying there is much safer than staying in this Soul Wind Valley." Ji Liao said.
"Guanghongjie..." Zhen Hantian said quietly, then shook his head and sighed, "I have saved hundreds of immortal stones over the years, which is enough to buy one to go to the great world of Guanghongjie. Order, but..."
After saying this, Zhen Hantian's voice paused slightly, as if there was something unspeakable.
"If your father-in-law has any difficulties, just tell him to your son-in-law. He has some connections in Guanghong Realm in recent years. Maybe he can be of some help." Ji Liao saw through Zhen Huantian's thoughts and said. .
"It's not because of anything else, it's because of my master."
Ji Liao frowned again when he heard this.
After learning that the Zhenyan Taoist only accepted Zhen Hantian as his disciple and left Kong Xiangyun and Qinglan to fend for themselves, Ji Liao felt that something was fishy. When he mentioned it again, Ji Liao immediately thought about it.
"My lord-in-law, it's okay to say so." Ji Liao said.
Zhen Hantian hesitated for a while before speaking, "My master took me as his disciple and extracted a ray of soul from my body, and strictly ordered me not to leave Soul Wind Valley. If not, I would have left Soul Wind Valley long ago. , it’s not like I’ll stay here for more than a thousand years.”
"Extract the soul!" Ji Liao frowned even more and repeated.
Ji Liao once took over the position of the leader of Zhongdao Mountain, and he also had many direct disciples. In their eyes, disciples are their own Taoist inheritance, equivalent to their biological sons. How could they select the disciples when accepting disciples? Divine soul.
If it is true as Zhen Huantian said, it is a lie for the True Word Taoist to recruit disciples, and it is true to trap Zhen Huantian in the Soul Wind Valley. In this case, the True Word Taoist must have some intention towards Zhen Huantian, but the time has not yet come. Just arrived.
Thinking of this, Ji Liao stood up, frowned even more, walked two steps on the same spot, and then asked, "By the way, I see that Soul Wind Valley is currently closing the mountain. Why is this?"
"My master has been in seclusion recently. Before the retreat, he issued an order to close the mountain. He didn't even do the important thing of opening the mountain and recruiting disciples every two hundred years." Zhen Hantian didn't know what Ji Liao was thinking, and he still said one master at a time. shouted respectfully.
"Is it just seclusion?"
"It's just seclusion! I'm also puzzled. The master of the sect's operation is basically a caretaker. Whether he goes into seclusion or not has no impact on the sect. Closing the mountain is just a big fuss."
"This is not right." Ji Liao said softly, walked a few steps on the spot, and paused slightly, "What state is Zhenyan Taoist in now?"
Zhen Hantian thought for a while, "Uh... He took about five million years to reach Sumeru. It is said that he created the Soul Wind Valley two hundred thousand years ago because he felt that there was no hope of breakthrough." He paused and looked at it in confusion. Looking at Ji Liao, "Why do you ask this?"
"A five-million-year-old Sumeru realm monk." Ji Liao repeated, and then said softly, "I have been staying in this realm for a while."
Although it is extremely difficult to advance after reaching the intermediate level monks, five million years is not a long time nor a short time. Ji Liao would not believe it if Zhenyan Taoist felt that there was no hope of breakthrough.
Because he is now among the middle-level monks. Only monks who have reached this stage can truly realize the existence of the Great Dao, and this is the true beginning of seeking the Dao. There is no such thing as giving up at the beginning.
Besides, their longevity is equivalent to immortality, which is enough for them to find it, so why should they give up?
"Hmph, since you have to give up, why not shut up and just preach the Dharma honestly, wouldn't it be better for a strong sect." Ji Liao snorted.
"Eh? You said that... It makes sense for you to say that." Zhen Hantian nodded, and then said doubtfully, "From your perspective, Master must have some intention for me, but Master, these Nian has been cultivating me with all his heart, and it was my own request to become a deacon in the outer sect, so he did not treat me badly, so what does he have for me?"
"Master Yue-Zhang, this is Chenchen Star, not the Fanyun Continent. In the Fanyun Continent, you stick to your word and are already a peak powerhouse. But here, the god-refining monks are just dolls that can be driven at will. No one cares about your life or death." Ji Liao said.
What he said was a bit harsh and unpleasant, but Ji Liao was so decisive just to make Zhen Hantian understand that there is no love without reason in the world.
Zhen Hantian's eyes wandered, obviously because of Ji Liao's words.
Ji Liao ignored Zhen Huantian's reaction and said again, "I think this Zhenyan Taoist must have a secret. You'd better not go back to Soul Wind Valley. I'll send you to Guanghong Realm."
"This...can't do it." Zhen Hantian said.
"Why?"
"Master practices the Tao of Curse. A ray of my soul is with him. No matter where I am, I can't escape his control." Zhen Hantian revealed a secret.
Ji Liao let out a deep breath and thought for a moment again, "It's easy to handle. I'll just go and get that soul back for you."
"What...what!" Zhen Hantian was shocked again, and then said, "Master will not let me go so easily.
of. "
Ji Liao smiled slyly, "Of course we can't do it blatantly, we have to use some small means."
One day later.
Soul Wind Valley, under the earth, is thousands of feet deep.
The cold wind howled loudly, and there was a huge space beneath the ground thousands of feet away.
But I saw that this space was dark, with huge stone cones of different lengths hanging from the dome. The four walls of the space were uneven, like dry river banks with ravines embedded in them.
There is a huge bronze tripod on the ground in this space. This bronze tripod is a hundred feet in size. On the tripod wall are engraved with numerous cloud patterns, and in the middle of the tripod wall is written in ancient seal script, "Ziwu" The three big characters "ding" are exactly one of the nine tripods that suppress the Cangmang Realm, the Ziwu tripod.
"a ha ha ha..."
"Death...die...die to me..."
"Hey Hey Hey..."
At this moment, I heard a sound of laughter like an evil ghost echoing around the space, and then I saw pairs of eyes shining with a faint light. They were countless ghosts who had been dead for an unknown period of time. As many as a thousand.
The whistling sound was loud, and the ghosts flew up here randomly dragging their ethereal bodies, surrounding them like a swarm of insects. The laughter became more intense, and was released with a strong hatred. There was a kind of feeling in it. The feeling of being in a secluded world.
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, the Ziwu Cauldron on the ground made a huge buzzing sound, and the cloud pattern engraved on it suddenly twisted, and a layer of faint light was released on the cauldron. Within a moment, a sudden sound came from the mouth of the cauldron. A huge suction force swept up towards the entire space.
The ghosts flying in the sky were swept away by this suction force, and their bodies immediately fell uncontrollably into the cauldron. In an instant, the sharp and harsh laughter became even more shrill, almost making people's scalp numb.
Each ghost kept struggling in the void, but at this time, it could not withstand the suction of the Ziwu Cauldron. It turned into a torrent of ghosts and fell into the Ziwu Cauldron. It didn't take long for them to be swallowed up completely by the Ziwu Cauldron.
"Buzz buzz..."
The Ziwu Cauldron flickered, and buzzing sounds were heard one after another, lasting for almost half an hour. The buzzing sound gradually dissipated, and the light on the surface also dimmed, and the dark space once again became calm.
"Bang!"
Not long after he had calmed down, he suddenly heard a dull sound in the dark space, and saw a big hand grabbing the wall of the Ziwu Cauldron, and immediately a figure rose up in the Ziwu Cauldron.
It was an old man wearing a silver-white Taoist robe, but his face was dark, with black aura lingering on his face, and his eyes were shining with a strange and terrifying light in the middle of the night.
The old man's bright eyes flashed twice, and then he flew to stand at the mouth of the Ziwu Cauldron. A strange smile appeared on his dark face, and Yin Hong's lips moved slightly.
"The realm that has been stagnant for millions of years is finally about to break through, hahaha."
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