This is the advantage of casual cultivators and institutional backers. In this world, it is difficult for casual cultivators like the predecessor to get ahead. Resources, inheritance, and magic weapons are all indispensable. Otherwise, you will only have a realm but just a scumbag. It is impossible to become a monk in this way. He can only bully those low-level monks, let alone reach the top.
Now that Su Ming has become the Grand Master of the Zhou Dynasty, he has a system that he can use to strengthen himself. After putting the blueprints into the storage ring, he made up his mind. In a few days, he would find an opportunity to meet with the old emperor and ask him to make arrangements. Human hands, help forge swords.
When it comes to casting craftsmanship, nowhere else can compare to the gathering of craftsmen in Shangjing City.
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The Kunlun Taoist Mountain Gate is thousands of feet high and is as crystal clear as jade. It is carved with ancient runes. If you look closely, you will naturally see various fairyland wonders. There are unicorns and auspicious beasts, dragons crossing the sky, fairies holding colorful ribbons, and real people leisurely blowing wind. Xiao.
When you go up to the mountain gate, you can see the continuous steps, which are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, going straight into the clouds. On both sides of the steps stand various strange beasts and birds, all of them are lifelike and have deep breaths.
There is a hall deep in the clouds, blooming with thousands of streams of light, and endless runes hanging on it, like a galaxy in the sky.
In the center of the hall, a treasure mirror hangs.
The smoke and cloud texture is at the back, and the phoenix and dragon decoration are simple and gorgeous.
Master Xuanming of the Kunlun Taoist Sect wears a Taoist crown, a cassock, and a jade pendant around his waist. He sits cross-legged on a cloud couch, and his soul emerges outside his body, showing a glazed jade-colored light that is spotless.
The Yuanshen Kneading Technique is like a treasure seal, and the spiritual energy from all directions comes like water patterns, and then is resonated, tempered, absorbed, and integrated into it by the treasure mirror in a mysterious way.
Every moment, the treasure mirror will ripple with auspicious light, which is magnificent, and then it will spit out more pure and awe-inspiring spiritual energy, going back and forth, endlessly.
At this time, suddenly, the treasure mirror opened, and a black energy emerged, making a sound like a morning bell, which suddenly woke up Master Xuanming from his practice. He looked up and frowned, "Yin and Yang are in conflict, evil energy is rushing out. Xiao?"
After noticing the scene presented by the treasure mirror, he couldn't help but sigh, "It was supposed to come. It's here anyway."
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Yuji Palace.
The haze is strong and the sky is clear like clouds.
The precious light is like a thousand layers of mountains, and the fresh air is like smoke and water. It curls down and evolves into thousands of scriptures. When it collides slightly, it makes the sound of Huang Zhong Dalu.
There is a red copper incense burner on one side of the hall, with a crane's beak and a turtle body. It has a deep luster, clouds and smoke gather and disperse, the atmosphere is mysterious, the immortal energy is dense, and there is a faint mysterious sound coming out.
At this moment, more than a dozen people have gathered in the main hall. They are the most powerful people in the Kunlun sect and the people with the highest cultivation level. The main seat of the main hall is empty. They also frown and don’t understand why the master master summoned them with such fanfare. What's important?
A moment later, I heard the sound of a bell, and the clouds in the sky were pushed away by an invisible hand like pearls. The master of the Kunlun Taoist Sect, Master Xuan Ming, appeared. He looked into the palace, his eyes were heavy and he could not see the bottom, and he said directly: "Today I have summoned all of you to come here because I have something important to talk about, which is not only related to our Kunlun, but also to the entire cultivation world."
When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled. With such a serious tone, it seemed that this matter was not simple.
"Look."
Master Xuanming took a look at it with the treasure mirror in his hand, and a clear light shot out from the front part, and then spread out like a fan, smooth as a mirror, and illuminated an image.
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The atmosphere was dark and dark, and everywhere was filled with blood. Even the soil under the feet was dark red.
In the center of this land, there is a bone throne that is three feet high. The whole body is polished from thick white bones, with full joints, like the most perfect pearl. The backrest of the throne is a complete skeleton, like gold, jade, or glass, with various patterns naturally appearing on it, making it full of smoke and light.
A middle-aged man with a deep aura sat firmly on the bone throne. He wore a crown on his head, and his clothes were embroidered with blood-colored dragon patterns. He held his hands empty, like an emperor holding a jade seal. He spoke according to the law and was solemn and solemn.
In front of the throne, two rows of warriors stood neatly, holding long swords in their hands. There was no sound, only two will-o'-the-wisps dancing in their eye sockets, eerie and terrifying.
In the field, corpse energy spread across the field, demonic sounds filled the ears, and groups of Yin soldiers appeared one after another. They were all black-clad and black-armored, with expressionless faces, arranged in formations, and filled with murderous intent.
"drink!"
The next moment, the Yin soldiers let out a loud roar, and a ghostly aura rushed out from above their heads, swirling around and evolving into a scene that could turn into a black sun, a dark light, a sharp blade, or a big drum.
Woo woo woo,
Together with the battle formation, an iron-blooded and tragic momentum rose, and within a radius of ten miles, there was a battlefield.
"Crash!"
Swords, guns, swords and halberds, axes and axes, hooks and forks, the fierce sound of killing rang out, freezing the space.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man seemed to have noticed something. He raised his head suddenly, and a bloody light appeared in his dark eyes, which shot out quickly, as if penetrating the space, and disappeared.
At the same time, in the ethereal hall, a gloomy blood filled the entire mirror.
"Crack!"
As if there was a magic sound that was unlocked, layers of blood light rose up, expanded suddenly, and turned into a picture scroll. On the picture scroll, everyone seemed to see the sky crying, the earth crying, the immortals dying, the gods annihilating, and the Buddhas. Nirvana, killing and attacking together, the world is turned upside down.
"hiss!"
"With such power, could it be that the ancient battlefield has a series of underworld companions? What do they want to do?"
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The scene in the clear light ended abruptly.
But there was deathly silence in the entire hall, as if an invisible hand was strangling everyone's throats, causing cold sweat to break out on their backs. There seemed to be a kind of panic lingering in their hearts, which was very uncomfortable.
Although that picture scroll is an illusion, they know that if the ancient battlefield is really allowed to completely open the passage to the underworld, everything will become uncontrollable. In addition, the world is undergoing great changes and the turbid qi is flourishing. The spiritual energy is declining. If this ghost army is allowed to gain a foothold and counterattack the Yang world, then the yin and yang will conflict and the spiritual energy will disappear. Everything above will become a reality, and the human world will also turn into ghosts.
"Headmaster, where is this place? Let me lead my disciples to level it first and seal this passage to avoid future troubles!" A middle-aged Taoist priest came out, holding the magic sword in his hand. His temperament was like the moon in the sky, and his big sleeves were flowing. Gone with the wind, but the words were full of murderous intent, which was frightening.
"How can things be so simple? Now that Yin and Yang are out of balance, I don't know how many ancient battlefields have been revived from silence. Coupled with the surge in the power of demons and monsters, this kind of power is enough to turn the world upside down. Is it something you and I can resist?" A woman's crown wrinkled. He frowned and looked a little cold.
