Warm wind blew all over the sky, and the wind blowing from nowhere actually carried pieces of dead bamboo leaves...
An old figure stepped out of thin air. His old face was covered with white hair and beard, and there was a faint fragrance of bamboo floating on his body.
As soon as the old man appeared, Dao Twelve and the six elders of the Dao Sect knelt down in front of him, "See you, ancestor."
The old man nodded to the old woman Lei Li in the sky, then turned back to look at Dao Zong at his feet, with a sad look on his eyes: "Let's go..."
"What?" Dao Twelve and all the elders were stunned.
The old man sighed: "Our ninth realm's spiritual power is thin and our foundation is too weak. We are no match for the monks in the upper realm... I can buy you a quarter of an hour. Dao Zong withdraws. Xuanshan!"
"Ancestor..." Dao Hua's eyes showed sadness. He didn't expect that even if he invited the ancestor, this would be the result.
"Old Ancestor..." Dao Twelve looked at the old man blankly and laughed miserably, "Now that all the clans in the upper world are in the lower world, where can we go in this world?"
"Go to Dahua..."
Suddenly, a golden light lit up, and a man wearing a dragon robe appeared in front of everyone.
"Emperor Xing!" Several elders recognized the person who came. He was the emperor of Daxing Kingdom where Daozong was located.
Emperor Xing looked at Dao Twelve, sighed and said slowly: "I have an appointment with the Emperor of Dahua. I can send you to the border of Daxing, and the Emperor of Dahua will pick you up!"
"What?" The elders couldn't believe it. When did the emperor of Daxing reach some kind of agreement with the emperor of Dahua?
The old man glanced at the core members of Dao Sect, then looked at the emperor of Daxing, sighed and said: "Go."
"Ancestor..." Dao Twelve looked at the ancestor blankly, his voice choked with sobs.
Thunderclouds were billowing in the sky, and one thunder was about to fall.
The old man waved, and the sect-protecting spiritual weapon Baixiang Bell hanging above Dao Twelve's head immediately flew into his hand.
The old man stepped forward in one step, holding the Baixiang Bell out of the sect-protecting barrier, and stood far away in the void.
boom!
Another thunder sounded, and a barrel-thick purple thunder turned into a sharp spiritual sword and fell down on Daozong.
"Wuwei..."
The old man held the Baixiang Bell in his hand and shouted softly. The Baixiang Bell burst out with a majestic meaning in the old man's hand, and thousands of Taoist intentions turned into layers of barriers to protect the entire Taoist sect.
The old man closed his eyes against the falling purple thunder sword. ŴŴŴ.BIQUGE.biz
As soon as the thunder passed, the 'Passion Bell' fell, and the old man turned into ashes...
...He's too old.
He is so old that he can only turn his own cultivation into a barrier to buy time for Dao Zong. If he were young, he could still fight.
But lingering for thousands of years, with all its vitality exhausted, is just a legacy that leaves a lasting legacy for the Dao Sect.
"Let's go!" Dao Twelve shouted sadly, watching his ancestor turn to ashes only to leave incense for Dao Zong.
Emperor Daxing nodded and waved his hand: "Is it the king's land in the world..."
Golden light began to shine, and the dragon-patterned golden light began to shine under the feet of the Dao Zong people.
The old woman Lei Li in the sky looked at the golden light shining under the feet of the Dao Zong people below, and then looked at the layers of protective barriers that appeared on the Dao Zong, and frowned.
"Thunder Spirit!"
The old woman Lei Li gave a soft drink, raised her hand and pointed, and the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly started to riot.
A dazzling blue light suddenly lit up above the surging thunderclouds, and a transparent little man with a dazzling white light slowly descended from the thunderclouds.
The villain was only the size of a palm, but it made the void around him tremble with shock.
With the finger of the old woman Lei Li, the villain's eyes flashed with dazzling lightning, and with the roar of thunder clouds, he headed towards the layers of barriers protecting the Dao Sect.
boom!
Click... click...
Lei Ling suddenly landed on the protective sect barrier, and several layers of the barriers were instantly broken under Lei Ling's offensive.
The people of the Dao Sect watched helplessly as the barrier formed by their ancestor's life was broken through several layers, and their eyes suddenly showed sadness.
The golden light of the dragon pattern lit up, and the people of Dao Zong began to disappear one after another...
Lei Ling, who was outside the barrier, saw that he had not broken all the barriers. He suddenly became a little angry, jumped up high, and with a deafening sound of thunder, he fell towards the sect-protecting barrier again.
boom!
The barrier shattered, leaving only one layer.
The soul of the Taoist sect trembled violently again, and he looked up at the upper realm monks with cold eyes in the sky.
The thunder spirit transformed by Lei Zong's Taoism jumped up again...
Golden light flashed under the feet of Daozong's people, and they disappeared with Daozong's people.
The thunder spirit falls and the barrier is lost...
The old woman Lei Li looked at the empty Lei Sect with a cold look in her eyes, and descended into the Dao Sect.
Looking at the golden light that had not completely dissipated, the old woman narrowed her eyes and looked coldly in the direction of Daxing Kingdom...
"The power of national destiny..."
A man floated down behind Lei Li and said respectfully: "Ancestor, those people were rescued by the power of national destiny. Do we want to pursue them?"
The old woman Lei Li shook her head slowly, "Don't worry, people are not important. We have already captured Dao Zong, so naturally we must first refine the power of Dao Zong's energy."
The man nodded. The lower realm attacked the three sects in the world first just because the three sects in the world have the widest fortunes. By controlling the power of their fortunes, they can use the power of their fortunes to find the 'things' inside.
Luck is an extremely elusive thing, similar to, but different from, the power of national destiny.
The power of national destiny is the power of consciousness of a country that is recognized by heaven and earth. The power of controlling national destiny can control everything in the country.
Yunmai is another kind of power of consciousness. This power of consciousness controls the ethereal power of Feng Shui.
The power of Feng Shui has only one use, which is to find bad places and blessed places.
In order to find that thing in the lower realm, they must try every means to obtain all the fortunes of the sect in the ninth realm.
The creation of Yunmai is a result of a sect occupying one place for a long time, and the sect's Taoism and the mountains being integrated.
In some places that are not under the jurisdiction of sects, there is another way to obtain the power of luck, which is to kill people who have lived for generations, and the power of luck can be refined from their blood.
However, this method is too cruel, but how can they care about people coming from the upper world?
...
The dean of Dahua Academy looked at the gray sky and said to himself: "There is still time, there is still a little bit left before the consciousness of heaven and earth awakens!"
Then he sighed and said, "The chess game has been laid out for so long, and I'm just waiting for you."
At this time, a man in red clothes came to the dean's side and asked: "Dean, have you thought of a solution?"
"What can we do?" The dean was stunned and turned around with a confused look on his face.
Gu Yu, who was dressed in red, looked at the dean blankly, feeling suddenly uneasy in his heart, and said, "This is the way to cure little Susu's broken soul..."
The dean's lips twitched when he heard this... I forgot!
Luo Yin also walked up to the dean at this time and looked straight at the dean...
The dean's face was full of embarrassment. He counted with his fingers and suddenly remembered... Oh, yes, I had even thought that Lao Qi would not die before... What am I guilty of?
The dean waved his hand and said calmly: "It's okay, it's okay... Xiao Qi can't die!"
"Really?" Luo Yin and Gu Yu were delighted, but then immediately frowned.
"And the immortal cultivator from the upper realm has come down. What are you going to do?" Gu Yu asked again worriedly.
The dean looked tired, took a deep breath and said, "What's the hurry...I'll rest for two more days!"
"Now that the world is in chaos, you still need to rest for two days?" Gu Yu looked in disbelief.
The dean nodded with certainty:
"Um!"
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