Master Yuyan's sigh echoed on the main peak of Dahei Mountain.
Not only did he fail to find Tushanjun's Qi, but he also failed to find Tushan's Jinghong's aura. After this battle, the original prosperity of Dahei Mountain was also destroyed, leaving only devastation and ruin.
It will take at least several decades to rebuild the country.
However, it is estimated that it will be difficult to regain the peak.
Because there is a missing backbone.
When that person is around, thousands of demons and demons work together as one, and the casual cultivators and cultivators return as usual.
When that person disappeared, there was not much difference between the other forces in Dahei Mountain and Xiaohuang Territory.
Stepping onto the main peak, the crumbling formation was very fragile for him.
The inner formation in front of him opened up, seemingly inviting him to join the formation.
"Nie Quanjiu, Prime Minister of Daheishan, respectfully invites the Lord of Yangcheng, the Supreme Master." Nie Quanjiu bowed in salute. This bowing ceremony was the most respectful one.
You know, they have not yet recovered from their grief.
The king passed away, the outer formation was broken, many mainstays were lost, many of the mountain-guarding instruments were damaged, and millions of acres of spiritual land needed to be reorganized.
It is not an exaggeration to say that everything is in vain.
Master Yuyan seemed to be holding on to expectations that even he thought were impossible. He hesitated a little, and finally asked: "He..."
"Back to senior, Your Majesty... Your Majesty, you are right there."
Nie Quanjiu recited it several times in succession, but suddenly he didn't hold it in. He quickly covered it up with his sleeves and robe, wiped the embarrassment on his face, and then gave the direction to Master Yuyan.
In front of the Ghost King's Palace.
There was a corpse that was standing in a standing posture, with tall horns, pale hair, and only half of the flesh and blood on the face. The rest could only be seen exposed white bones, which were still weathered and eroded bones.
"The First Cause of All Realms"
The scales fell off and the feather robes were torn.
The pair of eyes that were originally deep and calm were now only gray and white, without any sparkle left at all.
Master Yuyan couldn't help but come closer and said sadly: "Why, it's like this!"
He stretched out his hand and seemed to want to pat the other person's shoulder, but he hesitated. When the palm fell, the rotten body would probably turn into sand and dissipate in the world of Jambu.
"Tell me the whole story quickly."
After hearing the words of Master Yuyan, Nie Quanjiu could only hold back his grief and tell him what had happened. The only thing he omitted was the whereabouts of Tu Shan Jinghong.
Even if someone discovers it in the future, at least it cannot be told now.
His Highness does not have the strength to protect himself yet. Although the three people escorting him are golden elixir monks, they are still too weak.
Master Yuyan is trustworthy, but if you are not afraid of ten thousand, be afraid of the worst. More importantly, this is the plan that the king has made long ago. If any accident happens, he will be the one to blame.
Since His Highness was not entrusted to Master Yuyan, the king naturally had different considerations.
He trusted the king's judgment.
"It's really sudden." Master Yuyan's expression was solemn.
To be able to have two Jindan who understood the true meaning block his way at a later stage is enough to show how powerful the opponent is.
It can even encourage the Heavenly Ghost King to take action, which shows that its power should not be underestimated.
Maybe this is fate.
It was not easy to find a master of alchemy, who had been practicing in this way for more than ten years.
It was impossible to say that he really had a chance to turn the thing in his hand into a chance. Unfortunately, God did not follow his wishes, and his hope was shattered and disappeared in front of him.
Master Yuyan did not ask about Tushan Jinghong's whereabouts, nor about Tushanjun's magic weapon.
He just stood silently in front of the rotting corpse.
The two thousand golden elixirs of late-stage Yinhun Dan had already been in his hands, and what he was waiting for was just Tushan Jun's great success in elixir path.
But now, he shouldn't be able to wait.
In this world, there are no smooth monks.
No matter how talented you are, no matter how talented you are, if you don't grow up, you may still die young. You may remember it for a short time, but you will slowly forget it as time goes by.
He has seen too many people like this.
He has experienced many such things.
Master Yuyan did not shout, nor was he hysterical. He just stood quietly in front of the rotting corpse.
The wind stopped.
Starlight stagnated.
Master Yuyan was silent for a long time.
He opened his mouth and said, "Tushanjun, you have broken your promise."
The voice fell.
His figure has disappeared.
Daheishan without Tushanjun is just an ordinary monk force, not worthy of his continued stay.
There is something more important waiting for him to do.
…
"Survived!"
The Heavenly Ghost King kept laughing wildly.
It didn't matter if his body was broken, he was still the winner in the end. Unfortunately, he didn't collect Tushanjun's Yin Shen. He was a madman, a truly crazy gambler, and even his own Yin Shen was burned away.
After these monks are reincarnated, they have the opportunity to awaken the memories of their previous lives.
However, burning Yinshen is equivalent to extinguishing the chance of reincarnation, and there will be no next life at all.
He couldn't risk his life like this.
For him, it doesn't matter if his body is broken.
As long as he takes away a descendant with his own bloodline and adjusts the Yin spirit and the physical body so that they can fit together, his path of cultivation will not be cut off.
Even, because he had later experience and understood the true meaning, he would only go more smoothly.
However, his lifespan is still that long, so he needs to recover his cultivation as soon as possible, and then sprint to a higher realm to continue his path to immortality.
This is also the natural limitation of monks.
Otherwise, when one's life span is about to end, one's direct descendants will be taken away to extend one's life. Wouldn't it mean that one has a lot of time to practice?
As for why the first target is a bloodline heir, it is because it is easier to match and saves countless efforts.
For others, because there is no blood as a foundation, there will be a mismatch between the Yin spirit and the physical body.
In severe cases, it becomes difficult to even move, let alone practice.
By the time you have sorted everything out, your lifespan will have long since reached its bottom, and you will easily be trapped in an unsuitable body.
Even if Master Jindan had no choice but to take away a monk with low cultivation level, he would easily die of his own death in the end.
It would be even more troublesome if the body of a mortal was taken away. Even the mana could not be mobilized, and the body would be a completely lifeless cage.
Magic weapons make hoops, and spiritual objects support the body.
The ghost spirit of the Heavenly Ghost King quietly returned to his territory.
A figure who was practicing suddenly opened his eyes.
His appearance is quite similar to that of the Heavenly Ghost King, but his cultivation is at the foundation-building level and he has not achieved the golden elixir.
The man seemed a little frightened, but after seeing the person clearly, although he was still not calm, he calmed down a lot. After finishing his hurried thoughts, he saluted: "Father, aren't you going out?"
"That's right, my father came here to see your practice." The Heavenly Ghost King approached and placed his palm on his son's shoulder.
The monk was a little nervous, but when he heard this, he immediately became happy.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a darkness coming over him, and then he lost consciousness.
When those eyes came back from their trance, their expressions were completely different from before. While moving their bodies, they murmured: "It's such a heavy body. Fortunately, it's my direct bloodline, so I shouldn't need to adapt."
Too long."
Even though it is a body of his own blood, it still takes time. The Heavenly Ghost King's initial estimate is that it will take at least more than ten years.
I can't stay in the Netherland any longer. There are resources in the storage bag, and after plundering the treasure house, I need to leave quickly and hide outside for hundreds of years.
In order to restore one's own cultivation.
If you really can't do anything, you have to leave the small wilderness.
The Heavenly Ghost King finally sighed and said, "Leave."
As long as Master Yuyan is alive, he will not be safe, and the monks from the Holy Spirit Sect will also look for his whereabouts. If he exposes his identity as the Ghost King, he will not be able to protect himself.
Only leave.
Even leaving the small wilderness.
…
The Zunhun Banner flies extremely fast.
And there is no intention of stopping at all.
Mianmu chased with all his strength. He had been chasing for at least half an hour, but he couldn't see the magic weapon stagnant.
In the end, I had no choice but to use the secret technique of burning blood and pumping mana.
Only then can we catch up.
But before he could reach out to grab the soul flag, he saw the magic weapon flickering slightly, and then disappearing out of thin air in front of him. Without any warning, he watched helplessly as the magic weapon he was about to get disappeared.
He was left standing there blankly.
The spiritual consciousness was released for hundreds of miles, even the insects on the ground were not spared, but the figure of the magic weapon was not found.
"It's broken!" Mianmu shouted.
The Black Mountain Seal is on this magic weapon. It would be fine if he really didn't catch up. But he had activated the secret technique and saw the appearance of the magic weapon. He disappeared when he was about to collect the magic weapon.
It was like yellow mud fell on his crotch, and he couldn't clean it off.
The superiors will probably think that he swallowed the magic weapon and refused to hand it over.
The eyes were so anxious that they were spinning around.
A great monk in the late stage of the Golden Elixir stood there with a sullen expression on his face, annoyed that he had not caught the magic weapon.
After another half day, the faceless ghost caught up with him.
He looked at Mianmu and asked, "Can I get the magic weapon?"
Yanmu shook his head in despair and said: "Not obtained."
"Why?"
"I have chased here, and when I was about to collect the magic weapon, it suddenly disappeared. How do I know, I..." Yanmu did not have the demeanor of a later great monk, and waved his sleeves like a fool, and his voice was full of anger.
and fear.
Seemingly thinking of something, Mianmu asked the faceless ghost as if grasping a life-saving straw: "Has anyone taken it?"
The Faceless Ghost sighed: "I don't know why his sense of smell is so sensitive. The people I arranged to go out didn't see the child at all, and they didn't even get any information."
"Master Yuyan, you know..."
Yanmu was stunned for a moment and asked uncertainly: "Aren't the two elders Zhongmu going to intercept Yueyan?"
"It failed. The bodies of the two elders were shattered by the meteorite flames. Only the Yin Shen escaped. Without decades of recuperation, I'm afraid they won't be able to cultivate again."
"ah!"
"Is Master Yuyan so strong? But what does this have to do with the child? Did Tushanjun entrust the child to Master Yuyan?"
The faceless ghost frowned and said, "No."
"Not only was it not entrusted to Master Yuyan, there were no monks who knew the news."
"Master Yue Yan has arrived, so he has no choice but to leave in order to avoid being exposed."
"Now I can only guess what Tushanjun is thinking. If he didn't entrust the child to such a powerful Master Yuyan, then where would he send the child?"
Mian Mu suddenly felt hopeless, guessing what he could do.
The magic weapon escaped, but the child couldn't hold it.
If you go back empty-handed, you will have to shed your skin even if you don't die.
"Please adjust that magic weapon."
This chapter has been completed!