Like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, the emperor could not escape from seclusion. He devoted himself to practice, refining the original power to replenish his body. The blood seeped into the body, and the body riddled with holes gradually recovered. The emperor was ambitious and swept away all the previous problems. decadent. However, things often go unsatisfactory. At first, the Red Gold Manniu showed no resistance and took whatever he wanted, allowing him to extract the power of his origin. As his practice deepened, the emperor faintly noticed that he was actually somewhat powerless. Although the Red Gold Manniu did not wake up, he Instinctively resisting exploitation, he alone can no longer successfully extract the original power.
The emperor tried repeatedly for more than ten times and tried all means, but to no avail. Just when there was nothing to do, the Miluo Town Divine Seal trembled violently, and his mind suddenly fell into a trance. A ray of spiritual thought flew out of the body, flying across thousands of rivers and mountains in an instant, and plunged into the depths of the earth. The emperor's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw a red gold bull standing in front of him, towering like a mountain, and blurry figures appeared all around, either tall or short. , either fat or thin, looking somewhat familiar.
The emperor was convinced that Taoist Yuanqiong was not the only one looking for him. The many incarnations of spiritual thoughts that appeared in front of him were all the powerful ones he liked. Each held a "Miluo God Seal", starting from the red gold barbarian. The cow draws on the power of the source. They had no way to avoid the difficulties he encountered, so they couldn't help but gather here to discuss countermeasures.
The emperor was arrogant and stood aside from a corner to watch with cold eyes, but did not come forward to say hello. After waiting quietly for a moment, a short, fat figure sneaked closer and called "Master" in a low voice, seeming a little embarrassed.
The emperor remained unmoved and said coldly: "There has been no news since Huang He left. He is really a good disciple of mine!"
Wu Qingfei lowered his head and remained silent, not daring to defend himself. He got the opportunity and secretly signed the "Miluo Town Divine Seal" without informing his master, which was tantamount to deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors. However, the emperor did not criticize him harshly. He even owned two "Miluo Zhen Shen Seals" and refused to succeed to others, let alone this disciple who looked fat and stupid but was actually shrewd! He was able to take the initiative to say hello without feeling a little embarrassed, which was far better than Master Wu Zhen and Wu Dao Chi.
At this point, he didn't want any bad blood to develop between the two of them, so he immediately said: "It's just this time, it won't happen next time."
Wu Qingfei felt relieved when he heard the words. He nodded repeatedly, rolled his eyes, pointed to the opposite side and said, "Master, those two people must be the Master of Wu Anvil and Wu Dao Chi of Lianyun Village. Why don't you come forward to see them?"
The emperor said unhurriedly: "I don't know what I know. The two of them have risen up in the north and openly rebelled. It is time to raise an army to attack Yingchou Mountain..."
Wu Dao Chi's face felt hot. He hid in the cave and concentrated on practicing. He didn't know that such a major event was happening in the outside world. He was ignorant and ignorant. He really failed the master's cultivation over the years.
Gaya looked around, and there were only five people including him. They knew each other in pairs, but he was alone. He coughed lightly and took the initiative to clarify: "Dare to ask fellow Taoists, who is the master of blood and energy in this world?"
Wu Daochi raised his eyebrows and said unceremoniously: "Who is your Taoist friend?"
Gaya did not feel dissatisfied, he chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter whether you recognize it or not. The Supreme Lord gave you the divine seal and was able to divide the red gold bull, which is a clear proof. !”
Wu Dao Chi was at a loss for words. The opponent's words were so sharp and held the great virtuous man's favor, leaving him unable to refute. He snorted coldly, but closed his mouth knowingly and did not retaliate, for fear of being provoked by the other party and making a lapse in speech.
Gaya waited for a moment and saw that they were silent, and then said: "Fellow Taoists, each of us holds a sacred seal, absorbs the power of the source, and practices with concentration. Originally, the water in the well did not interfere with the water in the river, but in recent days, This red gold bull sticks to its origin and will no longer take it from you. We are summoned by the divine seal and gathered here to find a way to crack it."
Master Wu Zhen raised his eyebrows and said with a pleasant expression, "Do you have any advice, Fellow Taoist Gaya?"
Gaya smiled and said: "One person is planning to be weak and the other is planning to be strong. Let me throw some light on it first. There is a method that is simple to say, but it seems that you can try it. We use our strength at the same time, and the combined force will be strong. If we each do our own thing, we will restrain each other."
Lord Wu Anvil lowered his head and thought for a moment, but there was no other way. The original power in the body of the red gold barbarian bull was endless, and even a single strand of refining was worth several years. After tasting the sweetness, how could he be willing to do so easily? Let go. He nodded slightly and said: "What Taoist Fellow Gaya said is reasonable. Whether it is feasible or not, you might as well give it a try first. What do you think of Fellow Taoist Baidi?"
Now that the flag of rebellion has been raised, the emperor is no longer the emperor, and the senior fellow apprentices are no longer senior fellow apprentices. From now on, everyone will be a king or a bandit according to their own means. Calling "Fellow White Emperor" already has 120 points of tolerance. The emperor heard this and was angry in his heart, but he did not want to argue with words. He said simply and concisely, "It can be done!"
Master Wu Zhen said to Kaya: "But if it is really feasible to work together to absorb the original power, how can we divide it up?"
Gaya's heart moved, and he tried to say: "Everyone relies on their own methods. How can the five of us be divided into five..."
The emperor said decisively: "Those who are strong will get more, and those who are weak will get less."
This time, Master Wu Zhen also agreed with the emperor and said: "Those who are strong will get more, and those who are weak will get less. That's it. The world of confusion is not a kind and gentle place. Fellow Taoist Gaye, don't be greedy!"
Lord Wu Zhen made it clear that he looked down upon him. Kaye was thinking about it and sneered secretly. He also had a "Miluo Town Divine Seal" in his hand. Inviting others to help, let’s see who’s method is better! He remained calm and suggested: "Then let's decide ten days later, at three o'clock in the afternoon, we will work together to try. If things don't work out, we'll discuss it later."
Master Wu Zhen said: "That's very good. Don't wait if it's three quarters past noon!" He waved his sleeves and escaped with Wu Dao Chi first.
Gaya turned his gaze to the emperor, and just as he was about to speak, the figure of the emperor gradually faded away, leaving only Wu Qingfei, who walked forward slowly, his face blurry. Gaya hesitated for a moment and then said, "Do you have any advice, fellow Taoist?"
Wu Qingfei said politely: "I want to clarify my doubts. I dare to ask fellow Taoist Gaya, what do you want to do when you come to my world of confusion?"
After so many years and many fights, someone asked them why they came. Gaya was filled with emotions, but he didn't know whether to say it or where to start. After a long silence, he shook his head and said: "The yellow leaves falling from the branches follow the flowing water from east to west, north and south, and occasionally stop on the shore. What do you want to do? We are those yellow leaves. We can't help ourselves, struggling to survive. Only That’s all.”
Wu Qingfei already had the answer in his mind. The powerful beings in the upper realm are like falling leaves, unable to control themselves. Things harm their own kind. Hearing this makes people feel frightened. Only the great virtuous ones have such magical powers. There is no great virtue to protect them, the world of chaos is in danger, and they are all pawns in the game. They can only advance, but cannot retreat. If they are not careful, they will be doomed!
