"Holy King, these days, everything is quiet in the West, nothing major happens!" Shen Gongbao said.
"No, something big is about to happen!" Zhong Shan said with certainty.
"Oh?" Everyone looked at Zhong Shan in confusion.
"I feel that Yuan Shi has arrived nearby!" Zhong Shan said.
Feeling? Zhongshan naturally felt Kui'er. Since the Yuanshi Banner where Kui'er was staying was nearby, Yuanshi must also be nearby. Zhongshan didn't say the reason, but everyone chose to believe it unconditionally.
"Yuanshi is here? So...!" Jin Peng's eyes lit up.
"Youlan Dojo, there is going to be trouble!" Shen Gongbao nodded.
The place where Zhong Shan and his party were located was near the Youlan Dojo. Yuanshi Tianzun came over, but why? Naturally, it was for the holy throne of the Ancestral Dragon Secret Realm.
At this moment, Youlan Dojo indeed welcomed its first uninvited guest.
In the square above the mountain in the center of Youlan Dojo, at this moment, a large number of disciples of Youlan Dojo are waiting for the battle.
Sage Youlan waved his long sleeves and stepped out with his twelve direct disciples. Each of them had extremely gloomy expressions. Sage Youlan thought that this day might come, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.
In these days, Sage Youlan also learned about their origins from the weak in the world.
The vast world? What kind of place is that? Is it better than our world?
Ancestral Dragon Secret Realm? My own world is actually just a world created by the saints of the world? Impossible!
The world that I am so proud of was actually created by the people of the universe? And is this saint like me just a doll? How could heaven and earth be created? Saint Youlan kept rejecting this possibility in his heart.
Stepping forward, with a deep anger, the Youlan Saint looked at a gorgeous gray-robed man floating in the air on the opposite side.
The man's face looked extremely clean, and his long hair was combed back very elegantly. His face was calm, with no hint of happiness or anger.
"Who are you?" You Jingxin shouted from the side.
"Calm down, shut up!" Sage Youlan said in a deep voice.
"Yes!" You Jingxin immediately stopped talking.
He and the other eleven second-generation disciples of Youlan Dojo all looked at each other with hostility.
"Who are you?" Saint Youlan asked in a deep voice.
Although Sage Youlan asked the same question after drinking You Jingxin, the same question naturally has different meanings from different people. Sage Youlan asked it personally and gave the other party enough respect.
"I, Mo Zhai!" the man in gray robe said calmly.
"The Saint of the Great Thousand Worlds, Mozi?" Youlan Saint's pupils shrank and he asked.
Not long ago, after I captured and questioned the weak people from the Great Thousand World, I naturally remembered a bunch of names. This Mozi was one of them, the Saint of the Great Thousand World.
"It's me!" Mozi said calmly.
The Youlan Saint's face darkened.
"I wonder why Mozi came to my Youlan Dojo!" Sage Youlan asked solemnly.
"You must also know that all the heroes from all over the world gather in this Ancestral Dragon Secret Realm!" Mozi said calmly.
"So what?" Youlan Saint said solemnly.
"I heard that you, the Eighth Level Ancestral Immortal, are the strongest among the five great saints in the Ancestral Dragon Secret Realm." Mozi said calmly.
"Eighth Level of Ancestor Immortal? Sorry, I don't understand what you are saying. In this world, my cultivation has reached the Great Perfection!" Sage Youlan shook his head and said.
"Dzogchen? Haha, the first person to enter was Saint Guiguzi. He told Ying that you are the eighth level of the ancestral immortals. That must be true. Your so-called ancestral immortals' great perfection, in our world, can only be the ancestral immortals.
The eighth level of immortals, in the Great Thousand World, the eighth level of ancestor immortals can only be regarded as just entering the high level of ancestor immortals. It is still far away from the top level of ancestor immortals. The further you go, the harder it becomes to practice. But in the great world, up to now
So far, there is no Dzogchen Dzogchen existence!" Mozi shook his head and said.
"What do you mean?" Youlan Saint said in a deep voice.
"In the Great Thousand World, even if the holy throne is placed in front of you, the ancestors of the eighth heaven are not qualified to enjoy it, because the ancestors must reach the ninth heaven or above before they are eligible to enjoy the holy throne. You must have guessed that I have been with your opponent twice.
The one you recruited, Gui Guzi, is of higher cultivation than you, right?" Mozi said in a deep voice.
"So what? In this world, I am the saint!" Saint Youlan said with an unkind expression.
"What I want to say is that there are already many strong men who are equal to or even stronger than Guiguzi!" Mozi said in a deep voice.
The blue saint's eyelids twitched wildly.
Sage Youlan knew very well what kind of strength Gui Guzi was. When he mobilized the power of the world, even though he was invincible, he could only defeat Gui Guzi, and Gui Guzi was not even injured at all.
There are many more? And there are people stronger than Gui Guzi?
Youlan Saint's heart seemed to be weighed down by a big stone.
"After entering the Ancestral Dragon Secret Realm, do you know what the strongest people want first?" Mozi said lightly.
"Our holy throne?" Saint Youlan said solemnly, his fists gradually clenched.
"Yes, I want to say that with your cultivation, you cannot keep the holy position. Why don't you give up early! Give it to those of us who really need it!" Mozi said very directly.
"Bastard!" You Jingxin yelled.
For a time, the people in Youlan Holy Land were excited and wanted to seize the holy throne. It was so blatant, so arrogant, and such a bastard.
Sage Youlan waved his hand to stop the angry disciples.
"What if I don't let you?" Youlan Saint said coldly.
"I don't like to be enemies with others. I'm just trying to persuade you to have a good relationship with you. Others won't be as easy to talk to as me!" Mozi shook his head and said.
"Hmph, if you want to seize my holy throne, show your skills. If you want me to give up my holy throne, it's a joke!" Saint Youlan shouted angrily.
"If that's the case, then you can see what the people in my world have to do. As for whether what I say is good or bad! You can judge for yourself after seeing it!" Mozi said lightly.
"Okay, let me see what tricks you, the Saint of the Thousand Worlds, have up to you!" Saint Youlan fluttered his sleeves and flew into the sky.
Mozi smiled faintly and reached out to grab it. A large amount of black mist suddenly appeared in the void. The mist gathered in Mozi's hand and turned into a drop of ink.
Mozi dropped this drop of ink on the ground.
"The ink sea is boundless!"
"Bang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
In all directions, a vast sea suddenly appeared, a black sea, as if the entire sea was made of ink. It was vast and boundless. In the blink of an eye, it submerged the entire Blue Holy Land, the mountains and rivers in all directions, and the four directions.
world.
In the blink of an eye, Mozi and Youlan Sage felt as if they were stepping into an endless black sea, and the rich smell of ink soared into the sky.
The sea of ink is still rising crazily, and the sea level is rising, as if it is going to submerge the surrounding world.
The powerful move shocked Saint Youlan's heart as soon as it came out. He picked it up in his hand, the starry sky darkened, and a huge force rushed towards Mozi.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
The two extremely powerful men suddenly started fighting.
Far away, at the edge of the ink sea.
Zhong Shan and his subordinates stood in a valley and watched quietly. The sea level in the distance continued to rise, but it did not flow in all directions. It looked extremely mysterious.
"Unexpectedly, Mozi is so powerful!" Shen Gongbao said solemnly.
"How strong?" Zhong Shan asked.
"This move of 'creating the world' is a bit like Jian Ao's sword of creating the world. However, it seems to be a little less mature. Jian Ao specializes in swordsmanship, and turning his hands like this to form a grand battlefield of the world can only be achieved if he reaches the tenth level of the Ancestral Immortal Heaven."
Only the above people can do it." Shen Gongbao said with certainty.
"Does it mean that Mozi is at least the tenth level of ancestor immortal now?" Zhong Shan asked in a deep voice.
"Yes!" Shen Gongbao nodded.
"The cultivation level is more than two heavens higher than that of Saint Youlan, but Saint Youlan can mobilize the power of heaven and earth." Zhong Shan smiled faintly, full of curiosity about this battle.
Zhong Shan also knew that there was Yuanshi Tianzun waiting in the dark. He didn't know if anyone else was waiting besides Yuanshi Tianzun.
"It's really unlucky to be a saint here!" Jin Peng said with a smile.
The void shook and the black sea roared. Mozi could not mobilize the power of heaven and earth, but his understanding of the way of heaven was definitely better than that of Saint Youlan. Mozi even mobilized the power of fifteen ways of heaven in this battle. The battle continued to roar.
The battle lasted three days and three nights.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Three days later, the Black Sea exploded and the black ink in the sky suddenly disappeared.
The space in the distance was shattered, but it quickly recovered.
Mozi stood in the air, the corners of his clothes were a little torn. The Youlan Saint stood opposite, the corners of his clothes were also a lot torn. There was excitement in his eyes, but more of a helplessness, a face that showed excitement and helplessness at the same time.
Extremely ugly.
In Youlan Dojo, after a baptism in the sea of ink, all the disciples of Youlan Saint looked at Mozi with horror on their faces. But they were more excited because the master had won.
How is it possible? He is obviously not a saint, how could he have such great power?
Mozi looked at Youlan Sage and said: "Yes, you are stronger than me with the power of heaven and earth, but you have to remember that as long as there are two people with the same strength as me, you will not win.
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Shaking his head, Youlan Saint said sincerely: "Thank you for reminding me, but I will still protect what belongs to me!"
"I hope so, I'll take care of myself! I'm just the beginning!" Mozi nodded.
Mozi stopped entangled and shot in one direction.
But at this moment, after watching Mozi leave, Saint Youlan took a long breath, and then showed a strange smile, whether it was self-deprecating or a bitter smile.
"Master! You win!" You Jingxin immediately shouted.
Sage Youlan shook his head and said: "Whole world? Alas, I don't know how long I can hold on!"
"Since you can't hold on for long, it's better to give up! I won't give you advice like Mo Zhai did. Either give up the holy position, or die!" A voice suddenly came.
His voice was even more domineering than Mozi's.
Mozi lost to Sage Youlan, but this voice clearly emphasized that if you don't give up, you will die.
After seeing the battle just now, is he confident that he can defeat the Youlan Saint?
Everyone looked up.
A man in white clothes stood in the sky, holding a black flag in his hand, his eyes were cold, and a high aura pressed towards the Youlan Saint.
"Who are you?" Youlan Saint said coldly.
In the distance, there is a land of mountains and forests.
Zhong Shan saw another person appear and immediately said: "Go and ask Jian Ao to come out of seclusion. Yuan Shi is already impatient."