"No need to say more, God King, it is important to restore your divine body first."
Seeing Jiang Taixu hesitantly trying to make a sound, Su Yu hugged him, took out a pot of ancient divine spring from the Silver Moon Jade Pagoda, and slowly poured it into the mouth of the God King. As the divine spring was replenished, the shriveled figure that was originally like a skeleton
Begin to enrich.
He also took out all the sources in his holy weapon space and placed them on the ground. There were more than 50,000 kilograms of sources in total.
His source of energy was almost exhausted, with only a few hundred kilograms of source left on him.
The little world of King Qingjiao seems to be pretty good. There is also a holy corpse in the saint realm, as well as those ancient aristocratic families...
Su Yu was thinking about the next target in his mind, and the originally extremely weak aura of the God King beside him began to become stronger.
Finally, he forced his body to stand up, and cast a divine spell. Suddenly countless divine lights flew, and tidal life essence surged out from the earth veins.
Endless divine flowers appeared one after another, golden light flashed, and a small Yuan Shen walked out of the God King Immortal Platform. It was also withered, but very exciting.
"I originally thought that I, Jiang Taixu, would die of old age in this purple mountain, but I didn't expect that I would get help from a noble person! Hahahahaha!"
This primordial spirit used divine magic to communicate with the underground dragon veins, activating the last source of the divine king's body, and began to restore his own body.
Later, he was baptized by the essence of heaven and earth, irrigated by the essence of endless life, and forcibly restored his withered body to the appearance of middle age.
"Is it the God King's regeneration technique?"
Su Yu held the Great Holy Soldier to protect him while admiring the secret skills of the Great Divine Body.
Countless sources of energy surged towards this place like rivers and seas. As time went by, the aura of the God King became stronger and stronger, and the ancient divine spring in the pot also spilled out. The spring water pregnant with vitality danced in the air, and then disappeared.
Within the king's body.
The dazzling brilliance is as bright as tomorrow, brilliant, and the light it shines is difficult for people to look at.
After an unknown amount of time, the source of the ground lost its essence, leaving only some broken and peeling stone skin, and Jiang Taixu also walked out of the half-dead state.
He no longer looks like he is about to die, but is rich and handsome, with three thousand blue hairs flying, and the order of heaven and earth is trampled under his feet. This is something that can only be done by a monk who has fully mastered the laws of the holy way. His divine power is overwhelming and extremely powerful.
However, the appearance is still old. Zishan has blocked the power of the stars, and the source energy and earth essence energy alone cannot restore a great divine body to its peak.
Su Yu looked directly at the God King. Jiang Taixu, who had escaped from trouble, also walked to Su Yu's side, holding an empty jade pot in his hand. The ancient divine spring in it had been exhausted, and he bowed his head in a sincere tone:
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving me. If I have any errands in the future, Taixu will be ready to help!"
With a smile on his face, Su Yu helped the God King up, and then said very frankly:
"I'm just a four-pole monk. How dare I accept the gift of the God King? And you can just call me Su Yu. How can I call you a Taoist friend?"
Jiang Taixu stood up and said seriously: "I have been trapped in Zishan for four thousand years. I was already in despair, but I didn't expect that I would be able to survive. My life should not be cut off. It is a destiny at this time!"
"I wonder if little friend Su has any mentors?"
"There is no need for the God King to say anything. This junior has admired the God King for a long time. This time he just did it casually. And what kind of sect this junior is from, doesn't the God King know? It's better not to say anything about becoming a disciple."
Su Yu looked teasingly at Jiang Taixu, who was dressed in white. He gave him all the clothes he wore.
"The ancient sky-swallowing demon cap... the immortal power... I know everything, but I don't care about these...
"Since there is no relationship between master and disciple, I would like to give you a method as a gift."
Looking at Jiang Taixu who was very solemn, Su Yu responded:
"Is it a 'fight' between the Nine Secrets of the Holy Law?"
"Exactly! If I can become a master and disciple with my little friend, I can also teach the Hengyu Sutra to me, but it's a pity that I don't have the chance."
"I heard that the Taixu God King used the holy method of fighting four thousand years ago to overwhelm a generation. It's really fascinating."
Su Yu praised them while taking out the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Cap and the Chaos Sword and handed them to the God King.
He was on guard against the Ancient Clan in the Purple Mountain. The power of the Supreme Emperor just now might have awakened the ancestral king in the depths. This move was to guard against the ancestral king.
Jiang Taixu was a little surprised when he took over the imperial weapon and the great holy weapon. On the one hand, he was shocked by Su Yu's wealth, but on the other hand, he was moved by the other party's trust.
Then the God King's eyes were like lightning, and he pointed at Su Yu's eyebrows with a distant finger. In an instant, countless mysterious and strange humanoid postures were transmitted into his soul. Finally, with the difficult and profound formulas, Su Yu fell into enlightenment.
Three days later, a supreme fighting spirit shot out of the sky, as if it was about to penetrate the sky.
Su Yu had an aura of being the only one in heaven and earth who would give up on others.
Moreover, the imperial dragon energy on his spine also flew out with the fighting spirit. He was like a supreme immortal king, capable of destroying the world with his palm, all in his hands!
The blood in his body was throbbing, and the fighting blood was boiling.
This is a supreme secret technique, even among the secret techniques of many ancient emperors, it is at the top. The seals are extremely complex, and the techniques of attack are endlessly varied, but they are all combined into one place. The great road is simple, and the attack is concentrated in
A technique!
This secret method has only one form, which returns to its origin, but can evolve into thousands of ways to obtain its true meaning. Its form appears by itself and can be changed at will. Once the root is mastered, all other postures can be manifested.
"Thank you God King."
Jiang Taixu nodded with satisfaction and said cheerfully.
"No need to say thank you! These are nothing compared to my kindness, little friend."
Su Yu withdrew his magical power and then extended his invitation.
"Junior, if you want to see the Purple Mountain, will the God King come with you?"
"I went deep into it four thousand years ago. The merits of the Emperor Wushi are admirable! However, the Emperor's Sutra has been sealed, so we cannot observe its methods at a glance!"
Jiang Taixu also sighed and looked at this purple mountain with a complex expression. His four thousand years have stayed here. Four thousand years have changed, and the world has changed.
Even if he is the god of the Eastern Wasteland, how many four thousand years can he live? How many of his contemporaries in the past are still alive? Once entering the Purple Mountain, it seems like a world away, and the acquaintances are gradually fading away, but fortunately, the beauty is still there.
.....
Then he followed Su Yu's footsteps. He was worried about Su Yu. Even if Su Yu held half of the Ji Dao Emperor's weapon, there was an ancient clan in the Purple Mountain, and Su Yu could not fully activate the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Cap and could not confront him head-on.
The ancient ancestor king at the saint level.
The two of them walked forward together. Su Yu said as they walked:
"Fairy Caiyun is still alive, God-King need not worry!"
Jiang Taixu had a complicated look on his face and didn't say anything more. He just sighed. All his lofty ideals had been wiped out by these four thousand years.
"She is not married, she has been waiting for the peerless god king from four thousand years ago."
The God King's mood fluctuated violently, his face showed regret, and he finally moved forward silently.
Hundreds of feet later, there was a strong source of energy coming, and the stone clothes on Su Yu's body continued to shine. After another two or three miles, a huge source appeared in front, exuding a unique source of energy, shimmering and high.
It was two meters long, and a stunning woman was sealed inside.
Like a flower emerging from the water, flawless and unsullied, extremely beautiful, sitting quietly in the source, like a sleeping beauty, very peaceful and peaceful.
Next to the peaceful source of energy is the corpse of an ancient creature, which is similar to the previous semi-saint ancient race, and is obviously the same race.
This piece of source is not the source of the gods. Obviously, this ancient clan is the master of the source, but it was killed and thrown out by the fifth-generation Tianshi Yuan. It was then used to suppress the goddess. There was a hole on one side of the source, which was destroyed by the source.
Filled with debris.
"Yaochi Saint Yang Yi!"
Su Yu looked at this beautiful Yaochi Saint, and she seemed to be a saint as well.
Jiang Taixu was a little shocked, but also a little numb. The emperor's weapons, the perfect holy weapon, and the ancient secrets.
This Yaochi saint was eight thousand years old from him, but Su Yu could tell it straight away.
"The God King shouldn't be surprised. The fifth generation Yuan Tianshi escaped into Zishan to escape the curse. There were rumors all over the world about the relationship between the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi and the Yaochi Saint Yang Yi. Doesn't the God King know about it?"
"I met a person a thousand years ago. He was a descendant of the fifth-generation Yuan Tianshi. He also entered the Purple Mountain. Unfortunately, he did not come out. He must have encountered something unexpected."
The God King looked at the goddess in the source, as if he was moved by the scene, recalling the past, and thinking of his leaving without saying goodbye, tears actually fell from the corners of his eyes.
Su Yu thought for a while, then waved his sleeve and put this special source into the holy weapon.
This is a female saint, enough to keep as a backup.