As soon as these words came out, all the creatures in Tongming Shang Palace knelt on the ground and bowed their heads to listen to the instructions.
"From now on, Ji Wushu will step down from his position as the deacon and elder of Tongming Palace and move to become the master of Yuting Palace. All the blood of the Ji family in Anyang will belong to Yuting Palace, and the spiritual resources will be distributed according to the to-be-determined share of the Holy Son."
Ji Wushu looked a little dazed, stepped forward and respectfully took the edict, and murmured: "I am just an elder deacon, how can I be transferred to the master of Yuting Palace in an unusual way? Yuting Palace was the eldest son's former dojo.
What exactly is this edict..."
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At the same time, Jiao Xiuyu, Li Xunxian, Yu Yan and Zhao Yanran, who had an old relationship with Ji Yuenian, were all rewarded by the Yutai Realm. These rewarded creatures were all confused and had no idea about Yutai Realm.
Why does Taiwan have to drop rewards?
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The leader of Qingluo Realm, Shen Mu, is one of the ancestors of the Li family in the Third Mountain. This time, he was directly promoted to the leader of Qingluo Realm, replacing Master Yujiu in charge of Qingluo Realm, one of the three realms.
Shen Mu Dojo.
The old man in brocade robes took a sip of the spiritual tea and said, "Master Shen Mu, I'm afraid I'll have to change my name and call you the Lord of the Realm from now on."
Leader Shen Mu waved his hand and said with a smile: "The mountain master said something serious. Master Xueyu promoted me to the master of Qingluo realm this time. I am also a little confused, but I have some vague suspicions in my heart."
The old man in golden robes is the owner of the Third Mountain Range and one of the ancestors of the Li family. Now that he heard this, he couldn't help but look over and said, "I would like to hear the details."
Leader Shen Mu pondered for a moment and said, "If what I have guessed is correct, it may be related to the Holy Son of Tongming."
The old man in brocade robes looked increasingly puzzled and said: "The Holy Son Tongming has already fallen in the Xingkong Mountains. This is known to everyone. Why did Master Shen Mu say this?"
Leader Shen Mu stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "Half a day ago, a blue rainbow of light burst out of the sky from the Yutai Realm and disappeared. Since then, the Yutai Realm has issued several awards one after another.
The reward edicts are all given to people who have an old relationship with Holy Son Tongming, and the ones who benefited the most are members of my Li family. Even Li Xunxian, the deposed Holy Son of the Third Mountain to be confirmed, has regained control of Guixuan Palace."
The old man in brocade robes thought for a long time and said: "Could it be that the Holy Son of Tongming never perished at all? That rainbow of light..."
Leader Shen Mu flicked his sleeves and robes, interrupted, and said: "Now the Holy Son of the Six Mountains has been re-selected, and the title has also been changed. From now on, there will no longer be a Holy Son of Transparency in the Taiyu Holy Sect."
The old man in brocade robe understood, nodded slowly, stretched out his sleeves again to pick up the tea cup, and said no more.
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Taichu territory, Anyang County.
After the Xuanyin ghost spirit was killed, all the Yin Qi of heaven and earth that filled Anyang City dissipated. Several years have passed, and now the vitality of Taichu Qi has been slightly restored. Under the ancient city wall, there are disorderly weeds, which have even grown.
It reached a height of two feet.
Creak.
The spotless brocade velvet and satin shoes stepped on the rotten wooden boards under the dilapidated city gate, walking towards the stone bridge deep in the county city.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the once prosperous and bustling Anyang County has been reduced to a dead land. Although it now has some life again, it is still old, corrupt, and desolate.
After walking to the stone bridge, an old man with a stooped figure slowly walked from the depths of the county city.
The old man staggered to the edge of the stone bridge, holding a delicate wooden statue in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are back."
Ji Yuenian looked down at the wrinkled old man under the stone bridge and nodded lightly.
The old man handed the wooden carving up with trembling hands, and looked at Ji Yuenian with extremely complicated eyes, but in the end he never said any unnecessary words.
The former Zhao Xingyan has long since died, and now the rickety old man is nothing more than a walking corpse with an empty body.
Ji Yuenian stretched out his sleeves to take out the wooden carving, lowered his head and looked at it carefully.
The creature carved in this wood carving is extremely weird. It is bare-chested, bare-backed, barefooted, has long hair, and has two lifelike ribbons wrapped around it. There are also six Buddhist instruments such as a pestle, a wheel, a bead, and a drum hanging behind it.
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The most bizarre thing is that there is a circle-like wooden wheel fixed on the back of this creature's head. If it really appeared, the bright light on it would even be enough to reflect the heaven and earth.
This statue is exactly the one Zhao Yinyue once held.
This is an Arhat.
When Ji Yuenian raised his head again, the rickety old man had already turned into ashes all over the sky and melted into the dust under his feet.
For Zhao Xingyan, the shackles of fate trapped on the true spirit have finally been lifted, and reincarnation is a kind of liberation.