Chapter 1347 The supreme treasure land, countermeasures before the storm
Sizu is not stupid. If you think about it for a moment, you will understand the reason.
Meng reincarnation was killed, even though he had a noble status and was the holy son of the ancient land of reincarnation.
But how can the Great Sage of Samsara exist? He is the most powerful existence in the ancient land of reincarnation since the ancestor Wuya Great Sage.
How is it possible to carry the Samsara Mountain on a special trip for the sake of a Holy Son?
I think he must have heard the news that Saint Zixia was about to be resurrected and invited several saints to protect him.
This article has a lot to say about it.
Just by inviting Xu Zimo, you have used the inheritance of Fengshen.
So what benefits did the other three great sages promise?
Daring to confront the Holy Court, the risks and benefits involved may make the Great Sage unavoidably tempted.
Thinking of this, Shizu's eyes narrowed slightly.
Zixia Holy Land is more mysterious than I imagined.
He Feiyang just smiled and said nothing.
Everyone walked along. In fact, the Zixia Holy Land is vast, but there are not many disciples in the sect.
Along the way, I didn’t see many disciples, and it was even dead silent in many places.
“All the disciples and elders have evacuated,” He Feiyang said with a smile, seeming to have noticed Shizu’s doubts.
"When the war breaks out, it is not suitable for them to stay here."
As the three of them talked, they finally arrived at the place where Ziyan was resurrected.
This is a pit full of birds singing and flowers fragrant.
There is a steady stream of vitality exuding in the pit, as if life is about to be born from it.
When Sizu saw this, he was surprised.
There was divinity emanating from this world before. He had speculated for a long time, but he did not expect that the so-called source of divinity was actually a pit in front of him.
“What a treasure land created by heaven and earth,” Xu Zimo also said with a smile.
This treasure land was not created by man, but was given to them by heaven and earth.
“With such a precious land, the chances of Saint Zixia’s resurrection are even greater,” Si Zu said with emotion.
"You are wrong, this precious land is not prepared for the ancestors, but for the guardians," He Feiyang said with a smile.
“The breath of life in the treasure land is of no use to the ancestors. Rebuilding the whole life is the power of rules.
When the time comes to deal with strong enemies, this breath of life is for you to heal your wounds."
Several people descended into the pit and walked among the birds and the fragrance of flowers.
The ground under your feet is emerald green. When you step on this ground, you can feel the breath of life flowing.
The three of them arrived at the center of the pit, and other guardians had already arrived.
This is a very large altar.
The altar is made of white jade, with a trace of mist permeating the air.
And above the white jade is a triangular pointed mouth, holding a pearl in its mouth.
That orb swallows the sky, and the energy of chaos is reflected in it.
The figure of Zi Yan is sitting on the altar.
She was wearing a purple robe with a brilliant glow, as if the clouds and clouds in the sky were being refined into it.
The light shines so brightly that one can’t even open one’s eyes.
His long black hair is like a waterfall, hanging down from the top of his head. His nose is high and his eyes are shining.
The purple geese at this time are different from those seen before.
Her whole temperament is like that of an immortal who has fallen into the mortal world.
Beside Ziyan, there were three people standing.
The Great Sage of Mirror, the Sage of Medicine Refining, and Fairy Haoyue.
“It looks like someone is here to protect the road again,” one of the three old men said with a smile.
He had a gourd hanging on his waist, wore a gray-brown gown, and had a lot of frowns on his face.
When you smile, you feel a little bit vulgar.
This old man is the medicine refining saint.
“There is a demonic aura, and you are a person from the demonic realm,” a middle-aged man next to him suddenly opened his eyes.
He wore a white ember robe and a mirror hung around his neck.
This mirror is simple and elegant, like a breastplate, and it seems to be embedded into the chest.
The aura of middle-aged people is very mysterious.
He is the Great Sage of the Mirror, a bright mirror that shines through the ages and connects the nine secluded places.
In the great sages, he is also an extremely famous existence.
“Taoyou Zixia is so generous that he can even invite people from the demon clan,” the medicine refining saint said with a smile.
“As far as I know, there are only two great saints in the demon clan. I wonder who is coming this time?” Great Sage Mingjing asked.
The two existences of the Purgatory Demon Temple and the Canopy Demon Lord are like two big rocks, pressing on the chests of everyone in the entire Evil Demon Realm.
For millions of years, no one has dared to provoke the demons.
The fundamental reason is the power of these two existences.
The Great Sage, but the Holy King who is still the pinnacle of the Great Sage.
It is said that they once conquered the sky and ruled an era when demons came.
Although that era has gone far away, it is difficult to glimpse even in the dust of history.
But if you imagine yourself, being able to dominate an era is enough to prove the power of the demons.
The Great Sage Mingjing's eyes narrowed slightly. He has the Heavenly Mirror, so he knows more things.
………
Zi Yan stood up from the altar first and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Xu is here. I am more confident about rebuilding my life this time."
“Don’t forget our agreement,” Xu Zimo said.
“Don’t worry, I know,” Zi Yan nodded.
“I don’t know what to call you?” The Great Sage Mingjing stepped forward, stared at Xu Zimo, and asked.
“The name is not important, just a passerby,” Xu Zimo shook his head and replied.
Seeing Xu Zimo, he didn’t want to say anything, and the Great Sage Mingjing didn’t force it either.
However, his eyes were always on Xu Zimo and did not move.
In addition to the Great Sage of Mirror and the Sage of Refining Medicine, there was also a misty woman standing next to him.
This is Fairy Haoyue. The cold moon is in the sky, and all dharmas are clear.
She has not spoken a word since she stood here.
Her eyebrows were slightly condensed and her eyes were like ice.
“Okay, now that everyone is here, let me briefly explain the plan,” Zi Yan replied.
“It will take at least half an hour for my reincarnated body to merge with the Great Dao and realize time again.
I don’t expect you to be able to defeat the existence of the Holy Court, but you just need to hold me back for half an hour.”
“Half an hour, this is a bit long,” said the Great Sage Mingjing.
“But the most important thing is what kind of strength the people coming from the Holy Court will have, we can guarantee it.”
Although they are all great saints, they are not saint kings after all.
If a few holy kings come, let alone half an hour, ten minutes will be enough for them.
“You have to ask the demons about this,” Zi Yan looked at Xu Zimo with a smile.
After all, the Holy Court is in the demon-destroying domain, and the news of wanted demons has gradually spread.
Although most people don’t know it yet, some powerful people have already received the news.
“Demons?” The medicine refining saint glanced at Xu Zimo and chuckled.
"This Taoist brother is not surprised. It's just that I heard some rumors before I came here."
“The Demon Realm seems to have been destroyed, and the Holy Court is looking for you,” Fairy Haoyue next to her said in a rare voice.
“I am not interested in the Holy Court, nor will I betray your whereabouts.
We all know the strength of the Demon Realm, but what kind of existence is coming from the Holy Court?"
“I really don’t know about this,” Xu Zimo shook his head and replied calmly.