Chapter 401: Dongming Immortal Island, Ziwei Saints
The wind and thunder receded, the calamity clouds disappeared, and the sky that had been eroded by the lightning returned to its original blue. The blue sky was as clear as a wash, and it was pure for thousands of miles.
The blue waves surged, and there were more than thirty figures standing on the eastern sea. They were all human monks from the depths of the East Sea. They came from all the major fairy islands, and among them there were many supreme holy masters, and even giants from the third level of the fairyland.
"It seems that the Dragon Clan is about to start a war." In the fairy mist, a white-haired old man wearing a purple and gold Bagua Taoist robe had serious eyes and a worried expression.
This is a living fossil who has lived for more than three thousand years. His cultivation is earth-shattering, and he has entered the third level of the Dao of Zhan.
"So what, even if the Dragon Saint is born, he can't be unruly. They start a war with the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, I can just sit back and watch." In the crowd, a very powerful person said with an expressionless face.
He has a tall body, flying purple hair, and a calm expression. He is neither humble nor arrogant in the face of Taoist slayers, and has an extraordinary bearing. He is the legitimate son of the current generation leader of Yuanqiao Island.
Hearing these words, several of the Dao-Zhan kings looked at him with some suspicion. Of course, they did not care about a junior Holy Lord, but rather about that person's identity.
There are endless islands in Dongming, but there are not many pure lands that can truly rival the immortal heritage. The most famous of them are Daiyu and Yuanqiao.
Among them, Yuanqiao Immortal Island is rich in aura. The mountain is 30,000 miles high, the top is 9,000 miles flat, and the middle of the mountain is 70,000 miles away. There are golden and jade temples on the island, and there are many tree knots on the Pearl River. It often goes up and down with the tide.
This fairy island was born once four thousand years ago and was occupied by an ancient being. Moreover, the disciples of that giant chose the path of reincarnation and often communicated with the islands in the East China Sea.
According to legend, the origins of these two fairy islands can be traced back to the mythical years. One day, the golden crows shed blood in the sky, the stars shook down, and the sound of killing shook the sky. The two ancient islands fell into the eastern sea and were hidden in the void. They have been pursued by the Ziwei monks.
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"Has Master Cang Sheng issued a decree?" Another great monk asked, wanting to know Yuan Qiao Xiandao's attitude.
The purple-haired middle-aged man shook his head slightly and said: "A month ago, the East China Sea Dragon Palace sent an envoy."
Among the crowd, an old Taoist with long eyebrows sighed: "I still don't think highly of the Dragon Clan. Those people from outside the world are like fierce dragons crossing the river. Their power is unstoppable. If you start a war rashly, you will only suffer disaster."
There is a faint black aura between the brows of this Dacheng King. This is a sign that he is about to return to the ruins. A great monk cannot hide it. It means that his life span has been exhausted and he may die in a few years.
"Is there any news about King White Feather?" Many people asked with slightly twitching expressions. Their cultivation levels have not yet entered the slashing path and they are not clear about the previous battle.
Although this old man has not joined the Immortal Force, his status is extremely high. Three thousand years ago, he pioneered the totem method of Nanzhan Continent. He has the merit of preaching. Even the Immortal inheritance must be treated with courtesy and he does not dare to neglect it.
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"Why do we need any more news?" The old man in a plain white feather coat had a wandering look in his eyes. He waved his sleeves and disappeared into the vast white mist.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what was going on. Several Dao Slayers were also a little puzzled. None of them were Dacheng Kings. They only saw the scene of the Tribulation Tribulation Man defeating the Dragon King of the West Sea. Then the Dao Patterns of Chaos obscured everything, and no one knew what happened.
whats the matter.
The legitimate son of the owner of Yuanqiao Island also frowned, staring at the chaotic mist thousands of miles away through his Dharma Eyes.
The next moment, the misty Dao Lun sound gradually rose, resounding throughout the heaven and earth, auspicious clouds formed, and the Dao Qi lotus blossomed out. This was the salute of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
In the light, a slender figure stopped in the void. His black hair was scattered, his clothes were fluttering, and his black pupils shot out two chaotic lights. In an instant, he looked across the horizon. Through the void passage, he landed on an old man wearing a pure white feather coat.
On the body.
"Another great king!"
Su Yu's eyes were calm, and he took a step forward. Immortal flowers lingered in his hands, and thousands of void dao patterns appeared one after another, gathering into a light that broke through the sky, and hit the space passage tens of thousands of miles away.
"boom!"
A loud noise came out, and in an instant, darkness enveloped Cangming. The original peace and holiness were gone. The chaotic figure also transformed from an immortal king into a demon god, with red light in his eyes, murderous intent, and terrifying dao patterns.
It covered the heaven and earth, condensing into a huge heaven and earth magic circle, covering everything within it.
Countless miles of sea area are turbulent, and boundless huge waves are rising and falling. There is a layer of complicated and mysterious Dao patterns flowing on it, exuding devouring power. It seems to overwhelm the sky and flatten the east sea. Its momentum is unstoppable!
Feeling the terrifying energy of the power of the holy way, everyone on the Shenhong was horrified. The soul seemed to be suppressed by ancient magic mountains and could not move at all.
The expression of the purple-haired Holy Lord changed dramatically, and an ancient jade on his neck shone brightly, flowing out strands of sacred patterns, releasing the void principles from his body.
"This kind of power is definitely that of an ancient saint!" After being freed, this peerless saint from Yuanqiao Immortal Island quickly crushed the small moving talisman and wanted to cross out.
However, how could the teleportation talisman at the third level of Sendai break out of this area? After a burst of light, the purple-haired Holy Lord still stayed in place, terrified.
"ah!"
Feeling the terrifying pressure of the holy way, Taoist Bai Yu looked solemn and appeared directly. A colorful crane flew across the sky and rushed into the distance.
"Auspiciousness?"
Su Yu, who originally wanted to take action, saw the colorful halo and stopped the sword technique without killing him.
As the master of Qilin's elixir, Su Yu has a certain understanding of auspicious energy.
What flows in this crane is not the innate auspiciousness, but the acquired auspiciousness formed by the enlightenment and the blessing of the pure thoughts of all living beings.
This kind of auspiciousness is extremely rare. It is not something that can be accumulated simply by the power of faith, but involves deeper changes.
To create this level of auspiciousness, at least one mortal must be educated. Su Yu has only seen this kind of existence in his monastic career.
After all, monks are so high up there, how can they work for the weak mortals? There are only a few people who care about all living beings. Like moths flying into the flame, although they are powerless, they are touching!
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From a real point of view, Su Yu is not that kind of person, he is not that great, but he still has respect for those who go against the grain!
"A person with such great merit should be killed for unknown reasons!"
Thinking of this, Su Yu's green hair slightly rose, the fairy sword shone brightly, and he swung a killing sword energy from a distance.
"Buzz!"
The sky was filled with mist, chaos was surging, passing through the void, the sword blade was clanking continuously, and a law of order was condensed into sword light. That kind of light was extremely dazzling, cutting through eternity, turning countless water mist into dark embers, and slashing towards someone.
one place.
This kind of momentum is enough to kill a semi-saint, and non-saints cannot stop it!
"White Feather King!"
Everyone didn't know whether to be shocked or grateful. This sword energy was too powerful, but it did not fall on them and went straight in the direction where Taoist Bai Yu left.
The sword energy was glowing, like a sword of heaven's will, and the sound was loud and deafening. Everyone was frightened. Not to mention experiencing it personally, just sensing the fluctuation would make them hairy.
Even the Dao-killing kings were trembling. They were both in the third heaven of Xiantai. They and this man who had overcome the tribulation were like heaven and earth, and there was no room for resistance.
Looking at the chaotic horses falling from the sky, the cranes with pure white wings and aura of auspiciousness whining, they seem to feel their own future.
The sword light fell, but it did not cause huge turbulence. The original chaotic pattern revealed a gap. Outside was the tranquil blue water, but inside was the turbulent waves, a scene of doomsday. Two completely different scenes were presented in one
at.
Staring at the vermillion line at the junction, Bai He's eyes shone brightly, and the auspicious color in his eye sockets flowed, and he saw a trace of the trace contained in it.
These veins were extremely mysterious, and just a cursory glance helped him benefit a lot, and the bottleneck that had been trapped for thousands of years was slightly loosened.
Taoist Bai Yu couldn't bear to give up and prepared to fly into the distance. It would be a great luck not to die this time. How could he dare to hope for a chance to encounter the ancient scriptures.
Just when he was at the junction of the red and purple lines, suddenly, a crazy idea arose in the Crane Immortal Platform, and then it immediately took root, filling his entire soul in an instant and making him unable to get rid of it!
This is a forbidden king of the imperial clan, and the other party seems to have good intentions towards him.
Even if I escape today, I will definitely not be able to escape the fate of sitting down within three years. If I turn back, I may be able to change my destiny and go further on this path of cultivation.
He wants to take a big gamble...
After releasing the meritorious cultivator, Su Yu stepped forward, shrunk to an inch, and appeared in front of a group of monks. With a wave of his sleeves, he untied the Void Dao Marks on everyone's bodies.
Seeing that the great monk was surrounded by bursts of immortal energy and the aura of pure aura condensed by divine power, he looked like a Taoist monk who had practiced orthodox ancient scriptures. Many monks felt relieved and felt that they had escaped from the gate of hell.
Many things can be seen from the scriptures practiced by cultivators. For example, the cultivation techniques of the Great Demon of Hezhou and the Demon of the Northern Territory involve killing and quenching blood. Those monks who practice demon scriptures and magic arts will also be affected by the techniques and change.
Becoming more and more bloodthirsty.
After gaining freedom, many people turned their attention to the legitimate son of Yuanqiao Island Master. After all, he was the only one who broke the Void Body Holding Technique without authorization.
The purple-haired Holy Lord was the most frightened person at the moment, as if he was being watched by an ancient ferocious beast, his whole body was trembling, and he was about to fall under Su Yu's aura as deep as the sea.
But after all, he was from the Immortal Island. The purple-haired middle-aged man recited the Jingxin Jue, then leaned down to salute, and said respectfully: "Greetings to the senior saint!"
All the other Donghai monks also saluted, shouting for saints!
In the Age of Ending Dharma, no matter where the source of life is, saints are a few people who stand at the top of the spiritual world, and there are two worlds below them.
Once you become a saint, you will be high above the world! Being able to speak only with your fighting power can almost be said to be beyond the scope of human beings. Those who kill Taoists are like ants, and they can look down on all living beings.
"Sage..." Su Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, unable to comment.
In his current state, it is not an exaggeration to call him a saint. If he brings out a few more ancient saints, he may be able to reach the end of his career in the Dao-Slaying field.
Looking down at the powerful kings, Su Yu said calmly: "How many saints are there in this sea area? I want real information!"
"Senior Saint, the East is boundless, but there is no trace of the Saint. The only ones we know are Cang Sheng of Yuanqiao Island and Li Sheng of East China Sea Dragon Palace." The old man wearing a purple gold Taoist robe stepped forward and said respectfully.
"Are there only two Cang Sheng and Li Sheng?"
Su Yu's eyes wandered, staring at the thousands of miles of sea, surrounded by chaotic energy, and his temperament was incomparably unearthly.
This information was different from what he had obtained from several Dragon Palace masters.
Not far away, with misty colorful auspiciousness, a white crane flew over and transformed into an old man wearing a feathered coat in the fairy light.
Everyone was extremely surprised when they saw King White Feather leave and come back again. They had no choice but to survive, so why did they take this dangerous path?
Taoist Bai Yu looked calm and said: "Senior, seven hundred years ago I saw a fairy island floating with the tide in a sea area. It was probably the legendary Daiyu fairy island, and there were dozens of monks in it. Daiyu
, only the ancient sages can refine the two fairy islands of Yuanqiao."
"Daiyu? One of the legendary five mountains? I didn't expect that there is also a fairy island legend here." Su Yu chuckled lightly, remained silent, and waved his hand, gesturing for Taoist Bai Yu to continue.
Approaching this senior sage, King Baiyu's heart became increasingly peaceful and ethereal. He couldn't help but sigh at the sacredness of the sage, and began to continue telling Zi Wei's deeds:
"Except for Dongming, there is a peerless ancient demon imprisoned at the end of the West Sea. Four thousand years ago, that ancient demon poisoned half of Xiniu Hezhou and was finally suppressed by the Hezhou Monk Alliance.
"Kun Jiyuan Sheng in the North Sea has not appeared for thousands of years. The details are unknown. There is also an ancient being from the mermaid tribe in the Wuchen Sea in the South China Sea. He has turned the Nanming Sea Eye into a forbidden area, and no one dares to enter without permission. This is a rumor in the sea!
"As for the four major continents, apart from the immortal heritage of each continent, a strange thing happened in Luzhou, Beiju eight hundred years ago. At that time, the mouth of the Tianhe River that ran through Luzhou turned into quicksand in one day. I once went to the old place,
I have realized that the remaining Dao pattern inscriptions are most likely caused by the saint...
"Dongsheng Shenzhou and Xiniuhezhou have not seen traces of saints for thousands of years. There are many rumors of saints in Nanzhanbuzhou, but most of them are from Taoist palaces. The authenticity of them is doubtful."
Taoist Bai Yu spoke in a calm tone as he slowly recounted three thousand years of Zhouming events. To this day, only an old man like him who has experienced so many years knows so many ancient secrets.
All the monks were fascinated by what they heard. Although there were not many words, this information was the highest secret of the Ziwei Ancient Star Territory and involved the ancient sages.
After hearing everything, Su Yu glanced at the boundless sea and sighed: "As expected of the Emperor Star, there are many saints and many kings!"
Some of the things that Taoist Bai Yu said were known to him, and some were not even known to the three Dragon Kings, so they were of some use to him.
It seems that the matter of using fairy gold as bait needs to be planned as soon as possible. If you go directly to the Holy Land, you will inevitably encounter the Great Saint Array and even the Quasi-Emperor Array. It is better to lure these great kings and ancient saints out.
Suddenly, a young monk walked out of the crowd. He had a handsome face and was dressed in white. He looked very heroic. He bent his knees, bowed and said, "Senior, there is someone from Qiao Xiandao here!"
"Where is the Cang Sheng?"
Su Yu's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the purple-haired Holy Lord. After all, this was the only person who could break his body-fixing technique. He must be a disciple and descendant of the saint.
Feeling Su Yu's gaze, the purple-haired middle-aged man's spirit tightened and his breathing became short. He said in a deep voice, "My father is the master of Yuanqiao Island."
"Why are you so nervous? I won't eat you!" Su Yu whispered with dark eyes.
Then he waved his sleeves and put these Dongming monks into his sleeves and robes. Then, with a little finger, he gave a volume of saint scriptures to Taoist Bai Yu and prepared to float away.
"senior!"
Suddenly, a trace of persistence flashed in the eyes of the immortal-minded White Feather King, and he knelt down while holding the Purple Jade Divine Slip.
Su Yu turned around, his eyes were filled with stars, and wisps of golden orbits were wandering. It was extremely vast, and he said leisurely: "Actually, you know, I am only the eighth small step of the third heaven of Sendai. It is better not to say the words of my predecessors."
"It would be a great blessing if I could hold the whip and stirrup for my benefactor, follow him by his side, and repay the grace of saving my life!" Taoist Bai Yu bowed again, with a sincere look on his face.
Su Yu turned around, his eyes were like lightning, and he stared at King White Feather, as if he wanted to open his heart, and said coldly: "Do you know that I come from the Beidou Star Territory, and what I did this time was for the Jidao scriptures?
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"Bai Yu has spent his whole life wandering, and has reached this point as a humble cultivator. Now that there is no hope for the holy path, and seeing the dawn, why not give it a try, and have no regrets even if he dies." Taoist Yuyi looked respectful, and did not hide his respect for the ancient scriptures and gods.
The yearning for art.
Taoist Bai Yu raised his head and said softly: "Before, my benefactor first came to Ziwei and conquered a continent, and now he has set foot in Dongming. Does my benefactor know why the dragon kings of the four seas came out together? The dragon gathering bell rang, and all the dragon clans of the four seas were summoned by Li Sheng.
Moreover, the East China Sea Dragon Palace has connected various immortal forces, and it is said that it has borrowed a quasi-emperor weapon, so the benefactor must be cautious."
"Quasi-imperial weapon? Which force did it?" Su Yu frowned slightly and asked.
The Jidao Imperial Soldiers can absolutely crush the Great Saint Soldiers and Holy Soldiers, but the Quasi-Emperor has the word "Emperor" in it. If the difference in the main cultivation level of the soldiers is too big, they can block the Jidao Emperor Soldiers.
Taoist Bai Yu worshiped again with a sincere attitude and said: "In the past few days, the East China Sea Dragon Palace and the Luzhou sects have been in close contact. The only holy places that have lent quasi-emperor weapons are Mingling Changsheng Temple and Luzhou Tianlang Mountain. The rest have quasi-emperor weapons."
The immortal legacy of Bing has no grudge against his benefactor.
"The Immortality Temple, what an ancient Taoist temple of immortality!" Su Yu's eyes were filled with stars and rivers collapsing, his eyes were extremely misty, and wisps of murderous intent were revealed, almost destroying thousands of miles of sea.
He looked at Taoist Bai Yu, waved his sleeves, and offered a ray of chaos seal. In an instant, the avenue roared, lotus rhymes bloomed, and thousands of rays of rays of light intertwined here, and the expression was incomparable.
This is a ray of original chaotic energy that Su Yu imbued with the "Source of Tao". There are three thousand Tao Principles in it, which is equivalent to the 0.000001 version of the Tianxin Seal. It is a treasure for Tao-killing monks.
Su Yu's eyes moved slightly, and the chaotic energy around his body gradually converged, revealing his figure, with the blue waves on his back, and the sun hanging high in the sky. He had a peaceful expression, his black hair was shawl, and his eyebrows were shining brightly, blooming wisps after wisps.
Divine light, like a god.
The divine rainbow was bright and the rays of light were wanton. Su Yu said seriously: "The way is ahead, how do you choose?"
Feeling the rich Taoist energy, Taoist Bai Yu couldn't help but tremble slightly. He is not a stupid person with talent. He can become a great king as a casual cultivator. He is definitely a person with outstanding talent.
But his experience was very bumpy. He was born in Nanzhanbuzhou, where spiritual energy was almost extinct. He was a prince of a mortal kingdom. He practiced martial arts when he was young. He only entered the practice at the age of fifty and opened up the sea of suffering.
However, the road to monasticism is full of ups and downs, and even sources of purity are scarce in Nanzhan Continent, so most monks stop in the secret realm of the Wheel and Sea.
Just when he stopped at Mingqiao and was about to die, he came across a cave inherited from ancient times and got the great opportunity of a fish transforming into a dragon.
After that, he went through many hardships and became one of the few Sendai monks in Nanzhan Continent. He also created a totem method suitable for the land of extraordinary spirits, and his merits are immeasurable.
After passing down the totem in his hometown, he spent a lot of time traveling throughout the continent, spreading the practice method throughout the continent.
For the Sendai monks, this is almost like a foolish old man moving mountains. Because the continent is too vast, and the southern continent lacks spiritual veins, he cannot afford the teleportation formation. The so-called preaching is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but he doesn't care, still
This was implemented.
Because of this, all the information he gained in the ancient immortal mansion was exhausted, and by the time he reached the third level of Immortal Stage, his lifespan was very short.
Even so, he still did not give up. He traveled to four continents and four realms, and finally stepped onto the ninth small step of the third heaven of Xiantai. He achieved great perfection in the field of cutting the path and became the nearly extinct Dacheng King in the Age of Ending Dharma. Among ordinary monks
It is already a legend within my eyes.
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For thousands of years, Nanzhan Buzhou has never produced a saint!
Now, a divine monk appeared in front of him. This was his last hope and the only one who rebelled against his fate!
"I do!" Taoist Bai Yu's voice was firm and he expressed his true feelings.
Su Yu's gaze remained unchanged and he said calmly: "It's not that simple. If you follow me..."
He didn't finish what he said, but there were some words that didn't need to be said at all. Those who can cultivate themselves to become kings in the Age of Ending Dharma are definitely people with quick thinking.
Taoist Yuyi said nothing, stood up, took off the Chaos Dao Seal, pressed it between his eyebrows, and understood it carefully...
After a moment, wisps of the aura of the holy way poured out, a white light shot into the sky, and thousands of rays of auspicious energy spread across the sky, condensing into a golden ring, suspended behind Taoist Yuyi.
Su Yu was also a little surprised, but in just a moment, this accomplished king was about to enter the semi-saint realm, and his talent was absolutely outstanding!
He sighed: "The end of the Dharma, the years, how many talented people have been broken."
If it were not for the limitations of time, it would be difficult to imagine that such an amazing Dharma King would bow his head and actively become his follower.
"My lord!" Taoist Bai Yu bowed his head and stood behind him.
He did not retreat. He escaped after briefly comprehending the Mark of Chaos. At the same time, he also accepted Su Yu's mental restraint.
"There is no need for this. I have a secret realm. You can go in and practice and enter the holy realm as soon as possible." Su Yu said warmly.
After speaking, he waved his sleeves and took out a gleaming, fragrant black jade medicine king, and handed the 60,000-year-old little medicine king to Taoist Bai Yu.
And, more than that, for those who are willing to accept the prohibition of thought, Su Yu will naturally not let him down!
He pointed it at the same time as a sword, and his fingertips traced a cluster of lavender light, and it touched the center of Taoist Bai Yu's eyebrows. In an instant, the lines were densely covered, and the lines were intertwined. The life essence condensed into runes, and they were outlined in the light.
eternal.
This is the teaching scripture of the Immortality Temple - "Eternal Life Jue". It is an ancient quasi-emperor scripture, which contains fragments of the Jidao Immortal Sutra.
In addition, a simple and complicated picture of the innate Tao is also imprinted on Taoist Bai Yu's mind. This is the secret Tao pattern of the word "zhe"!
As soon as Taoist Bai Yu came into contact with the Nine Secrets, he was stunned and looked extremely excited. In his eyes, this was an undoubted technique of immortality.
Seeing that he was about to kneel down and worship again, Su Yu shook his head, indicating that he was not the kind of vulgar person who cared about false etiquette. Then he dedicated a Phoenix Wood Temple and took Taoist Bai Yu inside.
According to the ancient laws, maybe within a few years, he will have another saint under his command!