Dark clouds rolled up in the sky and landed at another place in front of the Lingwu Conference venue. He avoided Yan Ye's calamity clouds and sat down on the spot.
Lin Du followed closely behind, looking at Kaiyang's eager gaze, his face expressionless as he counted the time in his heart.
Lin Tuan sat cross-legged among them, and the spiritual power in his Dantian slowly dissipated, and then shot straight into the sky.
A halo of light suddenly opened above the sky, with soft ripples, like a god descending.
In the distance, someone was running like crazy.
The man was in a state of embarrassment, looking like a wild beast struggling out of a cage. After being trapped for a long time, he tore open the heavy iron cage and stumbled all the way, as if he had no spiritual power.
Even though the person was scrawled, Lin Du recognized it at a glance. It was Hou Cang.
From Dingjiucheng to the deserted wilderness, no matter how powerful the physical body is without spiritual power, it cannot run there in a short time, so this person most likely followed the crowd to the teleportation array of the Lingwu Conference.
He landed at the spectator place of the Lingwu Conference and ran all the way.
Wei Zhi was a little surprised, "No wonder Hou Cang didn't show up. This person follows Lin Tuan closely every day. How could he not notice her and follow her when she left?"
This journey is not easy. A powerful person who is overcoming a tribulation, and a powerful person who is sacrificing his entire body of cultivation, emits enough spiritual pressure to make people unable to lift their heads.
And those who can get close are either the spirits of heaven and earth, or the incarnations of true dragons and true immortals, and are not affected by coercion.
Hou Cang was a pure human being. He stumbled along the way, but he still withstood the strong pressure of the two Taiqing Realm monks and moved forward step by step.
"Master!!"
He opened his voice with difficulty, braved the whirlwind of spiritual power step by step, and stepped forward, ignoring Lin Du and Wei Zhi on the path.
"Senior brother!" Lin Du realized that this man really did not have the spiritual power to hold up the defensive shield, and hurriedly chased after him.
Hou Cang's back was stooped by the spiritual pressure little by little, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he walked over and tried to unlock the spiritual power restriction on Hou Cang's body.
He soon discovered that it was the seal restriction set by Lin Tuan himself.
No one can solve it except Lin Tuan.
Of course, there is another way to unlock the restriction, which is when the caster dies.
Wei Zhi wanted to stop Hou Cang, but he broke away.
Hou Cang turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, "Don't stop me."
"You can't stop her like you are now." Wei Zhi knew that Hou Cang had always disliked him and wanted to hint, but he couldn't persuade the stubborn donkey. As he spoke, he turned to look at Lin Du, "You In the past, I would have been crushed by spiritual pressure."
"Of course I know." Hou Cang still moved forward, "But I only want one word, really just one word."
Lin Du, however, had no time to care about Hou Cang. She was drawing the talisman, the first talisman that Feng Yi had taught her.
Only this time, this spiritual talisman is not a transcendent talisman.
She wanted to send a message to the underworld, but she couldn't send it in words, so she had to rely on talismans and spells.
Under the gaze of two Kaiyangs and a boy, she could only use her mind to call the talisman pen and draw the talisman in her storage ring.
Lin Du forced out some of the power of rules that Xue Ling was born with and poured it into the talisman.
This kind of spiritual talisman leads to the underground, and the head of the talisman is an edict.
After the fall of the Earth God, the order of the talisman had actually changed subtly, but Lin Du chose to use the talisman representing Hou Tu.
After Lin Du finished drawing the talisman, he found that Hou Cang was getting closer and closer to the center of the spiritual pressure. At this moment, he was lying on the ground under the pressure of the spiritual pressure, struggling to move forward.
Kaiyang tried to stop him several times, but was blocked by Chu Guanmeng and Wei Zhi.
"Look! The last nine heavenly tribulations are here!!" A loud shout sounded from behind.
When the boy was distracted, Lin Du pulled out the spiritual talisman and poured spiritual power into it. In the blink of an eye, the spiritual talisman was burned out.
She lowered her eyes. It would be best if Shen Tu saw her talisman this time.
Lin Du was right. This strange talisman and the spiritual breath on it made the King of Hell quickly realize who the owner of this talisman was. Due to the previous intervention of the Ghost Emperor, he also reported it.
Over the years, the supreme god of the underworld has been vacant. Although the underworld controls reincarnation, its power is gradually being divided.
When the gods fall, the ghost emperors from the five directions divide into groups, and no one can stop them.
When Shen Tu saw the talisman, he already knew the purpose of Lin Du sending the talisman.
Something happened to the true soul of Houtu.
Shen Tu sighed helplessly. She didn't expect that before Lin Du could ascend, she would have to use up the relationship with Lin Du.
"People in the thirty-third heaven are really afraid, but since they are the true souls of reincarnation, they will not make the same mistakes again." Shen Tu lowered his eyes and looked at the talisman, "Okay, prepare things, God will not take us away, we receive."
Originally, Houtu was clearly the highest god in their underworld, but it was always in the thirty-third heaven, which was enough to annoy them.
Now, Lin Du has finally made it possible for them.
So what if the godhead is destroyed? In the underworld, they only recognize the first god who opened the underworld and created reincarnation.
Shen Tu raised his hand and adjusted the time rules.
On the ground in the Dongming Realm, the situation was changing, and time was only reversed for a short breath.
Lin Du looked at the spiritual talisman in his hand and was stunned for a moment. Then he looked up and found that the dissipated spiritual power in Lintuo had briefly stagnated, and he quickly reacted.
The Ghost Emperor Shen Tu comes from the River Styx and can move the rules of time.
Lin Du raised his eyes. This time, she was serious. There was someone below.
Wei Zhi turned around and met Lin Du's eyes again.
In his consciousness, Lin Du's extremely calm voice came, "With my master's support, there is only one snow day. Master Wei Zhi, remember that one of the formations I calculated for you eight years ago ?"
"Soul-inducing array?" Wei Zhi's monk's robe was blown by the wind and made a sound.
Lin Du has a habit.
Just a backup.
For a well-prepared formation, she would prepare two copies.
Wei Zhi only discovered this because she felt embarrassed and helped Lin Du with trivial things that made her impatient.
Wei Zhi glanced at Chu Guanmeng, who seemed unaware.
And from just now, Chu Guanmeng jumped off Lin Du and turned into a tall snow wolf, no longer clinging to Lin Du.
This is unusual.
Hou Cang had already climbed to the center of the spiritual pressure with difficulty. He struggled to raise his hand and grasped the corner of Lin Tuan's robe that was hanging on the ground.
Lin Tuan finally opened his eyes and looked down at his disciple.
He looked extremely embarrassed, his bun was messy, his crown was gone, his broken hair was stuck to his face, and there was dust and sweat. The hand holding her robe seemed to have some blood on the palm due to the spiritual pressure. There was a little blood stain on her robe.
He is still as stubborn and embarrassed as he was when he was a child, with the fierceness raised in a pack of wolves. He can burst out with the power to fight to the death at any time, and his eyes are surprisingly bright.
Even though nearly nine hundred years have passed, she has taught me to put on the wide-sleeved robes of ethics, tie up my hair in a bun, and be clean and orderly. Within the framework, I have been corrected into a glorious and righteous sword. Xiu, but at this time, he still seems to be the same as he was at the beginning.
Lin Tuan couldn't tell whether his education was a success or a failure.
She probably has never been a qualified master.
Lin Tuan sighed, but did not raise her hand. Her body had begun to slowly disintegrate.
"Master, I only want to ask you one thing, just one thing." Hou Cang panted briefly, trembling all over.
Lin Du and Wei Zhi looked over at the same time, fearing that he would say something treacherous.
But no, Hou Cang had a lump in his throat, and after a moment, he only asked one sentence.
"Is this... of your own free will?"
Lin Du was stunned for a moment, and his original task of determining the placement of the formation was interrupted.
It's not like what Hou Cang can say.
But it is indeed what Hou Cang said.
"Yes, I do." Lin Tuan finally reached out and touched Hou Cang's head for the first time since he grew up.
Hou Cang didn't dare to move and lowered his head, but he couldn't notice the weight on his head.
All the muscles in his body were trembling, but he tried his best to maintain his body and not waver.
Just a moment, just a moment.
Those warm hands once, briefly, stayed on top of his head.
Hou Cang lowered his head and watched as the protruding shape of the robe slowly began to fade and collapse.
He gritted his teeth until they rattled, holding back the raging emotions.
In fact, he should have known better.
Anyone who is close to the ascended power must be more cautious in words, deeds, and thoughts, so as not to be entangled in cause and effect and implicate more people. If the cultivation is too pure, the heart will be pure and pure, without any fetters.
It’s just about cultivating to perfection, not cutting it off.
Lin Tuan's master-disciple relationship has been perfected since he was able to choose his own path.
Lin Du was right, he was the only one who was truly disabled.
The hand on his head was completely empty. Hou Cang felt that the restraint in his body was gradually dissolving, and he kowtowed deeply to the ground.
"Master, I won't recite it anymore. I won't recite it anymore."
A thunderous sound resounded across the sky and earth, making everyone's eardrums soar and they crawled down unconsciously.
From then on, the relationship between master and disciple was over, and their merits and deeds were complete.
