Taoist Jin Ming stared at the blood elixir in the hand of the old man in Mai, feeling a little regretful. If the holy way dragon and snake were used as the main medicine, he might be able to get the real holy elixir - Qingming Jiazi Dan. That kind of ancient elixir can extend the life of the holy way monks by a day.
Jiazi is a real treasure.
Moreover, in the hands of a medicine refining master, a holy dragon snake can refine at least three Qingming Pills. Even if the second pill is taken, the effect of the third pill will be greatly reduced, which is equivalent to a hundred years of life. It is definitely a real elixir.
The elixir can be fought over by ancient sages.
However, the heavenly snakes and ancient dragons in the saint realm are so rare, and those who are backed by big forces must not act rashly and can only catch Sanwu casual cultivators. In the Age of Dharma End, not to mention the holy dragons and snakes, even the dragons and snakes in the great king realm are rare.
"Master Bi Zhan, how do you think about it? Master Yuan Sheng promised that if he gets the Immortal Sutra, he will share it with all the saints." The golden-eyed Taoist bowed his head and said sincerely.
The saint monk Wang's eyes were full of vicissitudes. After taking the Qing Ming Pill, his white hair began to glow and turn black in an instant, as if he was pushing back time. All kinds of fairy lights were flying, golden lotuses fell to the ground, and the divine radiance was flowing, making him look very special.
sacred.
But in the end, it was powerless. It only reduced a few wrinkles on Bi Zhan's face, but the white hair was still dry. The vitality on his body did not increase much, and he still looked lifeless.
Looking at the exposed bones and wrinkled skin on his hands, the owner of Bi Zhan Island was a little unwilling and said sadly: "It is said that if you use the elixir of death as medicine, you can live a new life. Unfortunately, I have searched all over the four continents and still can't find it.
To the True Dragon Immortal Elixir and the Fuso Sacred Tree..."
Both of these two immortal elixirs were recorded in ancient books. Among them, the true dragon elixir was born in the Ziwei ancient star field, but it only made a sudden appearance in the ancient times and has never appeared since.
The Fusang Sacred Tree is the elixir owned by the Holy Emperor of the Sun. It has countless legends on this ancient star and has fascinated all monks throughout the ages.
Taoist Jin Ming laughed and said cheerfully: "Brother Taoist, why are you sighing? Maybe there is news about the elixir in those Beidou monks."
Island Master Bi Zhan shot two lightning bolts from his eyes, piercing the mist. He said coldly: "The Eight Forbidden Holy Lords, the Eight Forbidden Kings, there are definitely big secrets in those people, and there may be news about the King of Medicine and the Immortal Medicine.
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"What Brother Taoist said is absolutely true." Taoist Jin Ming agreed with a smile.
With the help of this ancient existence, he was somewhat relaxed, and he could be considered to have successfully completed Tuoyu Yuansheng's mission.
After all, those Beidou monks have a high probability of possessing the Supreme Dao Imperial Arms. Even the owner of Daiyu Island is very afraid of them. He wants to connect the major holy places and Ziwei Saints in order to kill them with one strike.
Just like in the ancient times, when the heir to the magic power was surrounded and killed, if he didn't move, he would be killed, and if the arrow came out, he would be killed...
Deep in the East China Sea, the waves are rising into the sky. Above the sky, there is an ancient island suspended in the sky, shrouded in white fairy light. The surrounding ocean water is different from the rest of the sea. It is green, white, red, and blue, and is as vivid as a painting.
And when I looked at it, it was as clear as one, which was very strange.
This fairy island is pure white and overflowing with light. The island is covered with gold and jade, and countless ancient trees stand among it, crystal clear like pearls, and the fruits formed on it are like beautiful jade, sparkling and blooming with a faint light.
In the center of the island, a platinum palace is located on a towering fairy tree. The walls of the palace are engraved with complex and mysterious divine patterns of the avenue, which are dazzling and difficult to see clearly.
The perspective of this hall is very special. You can see the rough Dongming Sea from all angles. It is like living in Jiuzhong Tianque, which is very extraordinary.
In the palace, a tall old man sat on the desk and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, go back and tell Yuan Sheng to kill the disciples of the demonic power. It is the unshirkable responsibility of the Yuan Qiao family!"
"Master Cang Yue Island, farewell!"
After receiving this promise, the envoy from Daiyu Immortal Island bowed his head and then disappeared into the waves riding on the wind and thunder.
After waiting for the saint to leave, a middle-aged man came out. He looked a little solemn and said solemnly: "Grandpa, do you really want to participate in this matter? Those people from outside the world rely on the saint and join forces with the Ziwei Dynasty.
, it is very possible to have the ultimate emperor's weapons. If it fails, there may be boundless disasters..."
The master of Cang Yue Island shook his head, stood up and looked at the huge waves of the East China Sea with an indifferent expression.
After a long time, two bolts of lightning shot out of his eyes, piercing countless fairy fogs, and said: "Kong'er, you don't understand, those Beidou monks have gone too far and have aroused public anger. Now, there are complaints from all over Luzhou.
Taotian. How can even the Imperial Clan be an enemy of the entire Ziwei Star Territory?"
"However, if those people from foreign lands have the Supreme Dao Emperor's soldiers, wouldn't it be a waste of effort." The grandson of the Saint King was still a little puzzled.
Although there are no Ji Dao Imperial Weapons in the Ziwei Ancient Star Region, there are many records of the Imperial Weapons in ancient books. They cut down the world and destroyed all eternity. Under the Ji Dao, everything was turned into ashes. There is only one other Imperial Weapon that can fight against it.
Imperial Soldier;
According to these records, the opponent has the Jidao Emperor's weapons and is almost invincible. After all, none of the Ziwei sects have imperial weapons, so how can they fight against the weapons trained by the Jidao Emperor...
The master of Cangyue Island turned around and said with a vicissitude of eyes: "It's just right to have the Jidao Emperor Armament. This ancient star has everything, but it's missing one Jidao Emperor Armament.
"If you can reach Beidou, all kinds of extreme scriptures and elixirs will appear. That will be the real golden age of cultivation, instead of just sitting on this ancient star, overlooking a group of ants fighting, which is boring."
Facing the gaze of the Saint King, the purple-haired middle-aged man bowed his head, expressing his submission and not daring to speak anymore. However, there were countless ripples in his heart, and he was constantly thinking about how to fight against the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers...
Beidou Star Territory, Eastern Wasteland South Territory, Ji family's ancestral land.
In the ancient palace built by the Emperor of the Void himself, endless stars twinkled. This was an eternal void that seemed not to belong to this world.
At a quick glance, eternity has passed, the stars are flowing, and the universe is unfolding for the first time. It is extremely mysterious. This is an ancient palace full of chaos and mist. Inside it, I don’t know what year it is, but there is a wisp of the emperor’s pressure flowing.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! According to legend, the Void Emperor sat in this ancient palace in his later years after returning from the shocking battle on the Immortal Mountain.
In the ancient palace, an ordinary-looking man was holding an ancient mirror with a sad expression.
This fairy mirror, which was sacrificed by the Emperor of the Void, has been immortal for hundreds of thousands of years, but now three small cracks have appeared on the mirror surface, destroying the perfection of this fairy mirror and making it look very dazzling.
The sword mark on Jing's body is even more ferocious, and there is still a residual immortal murderous aura on it, which makes people's souls split. The average holy master simply cannot bear this kind of aura.
Ji Tianyun and Ji Yanzhi knelt aside with heavy expressions.
The old king of the Ji family was already close to returning to the ruins and had closed the death gate, so he didn't come at this time.
The Eighth Patriarch of the Ji family also knelt here, but he was very calm. This time he welcomed the Void Mirror back with a loud voice.
Due to his special relationship with the Lord of Chaos Palace, he was appointed as the envoy of the Ji family to the Qinglian Dynasty. Later, he entered into an alliance with the Qinglian Dynasty and retrieved the ancient mirror with his own hands, which was appreciated by the great sage of the Ji family.
, his status in the Ji family rose again.
"Enter the restricted area..."
The Great Sage of the Ji family closed his eyes, feeling extremely complicated in his heart.
The remaining aura on the Void Mirror confirmed the words of Emperor Wushi. This was definitely caused by the presence of the restricted area.
He let out a long sigh and said, "Didn't you tell your clansmen that the forbidden area is not to be messed with? The Ji family has not had this idiot for more than 200,000 years?"
Hearing the ancestor's scolding, the Holy Master of the Ji family remained silent and felt endless pain in his heart.
And Ji Yanzhi was even more helpless. He had warned Ji Yanyun about the meaning of the restricted area, but he didn't expect that traitor to do such evil things for the sake of the Holy Body...
To be honest, he could understand even if Ji Yanyun hunted the Zhongzhou King's body and angered the Immortal Dynasty, but for the sake of a holy body in the four-pole secret realm, he entered the restricted area and let the owner of the restricted area take action. This kind of thing is difficult for people to understand.
"I have committed a grave sin and am no longer worthy of holding the position of Holy Lord. I have allowed my ancestors to decline!" The Holy Lord of the Ji family bowed his head and apologized.
The white-haired old man's eyes were cold and he paid no attention to the Holy Master of the Ji family.
With a wave of his sleeve, he made the eighth ancestor of the Ji family stand up and said coldly: "Throw all those involved in this matter into the sky prison."
"Yes!" The eighth ancestor of the Ji family nodded slightly, looked indifferent, and turned to leave.
Among the clan members involved in this matter, there happened to be Ji Biyue. Although she did not practice the "Swallowing Heaven Demon Technique", as Ji Yanyun's daughter, Ji Biyue could not escape the involvement no matter what...
Ji Zi did not interfere with the white-haired old man's decision. He was constantly making divine seals, exerting the original divine power of the "Void Sutra", trying to communicate with the gods of the Void Mirror, and so on.
Finally, the ancient mirror emitted a ray of soft light, seeming to respond, but it did not reveal the ultimate imperial power, which was very different from the past.
Seeing that the Void Mirror God only responded to her, Ji Zi breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on her face, and whispered to the guardian: "The Emperor's Mirror only hurt the appearance, the god is fine. Use the soul of the soldier as the Taoist fire and cultivate it for a period of time.
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Hearing these words, the Great Sage of the Ji family felt at ease, and most of the anger in his chest dissipated, and he said with some excitement: "God is fine, God bless the Ji family!"
He took the Emperor's Mirror, turned around and left, preparing to use the Saint-level weapon soul to nourish the Emperor's soldiers.
The other two people also breathed a sigh of relief. This was simply a blessing in misfortune. They originally thought that the imperial weapon was lost in the ancient forbidden land and there was no hope of finding it. However, in the end, it turned out to be a dark place and the Qinglian Dynasty took the initiative to send the Void Mirror back.
The same is true for the injuries to the imperial weapon this time. For divine weapons above the holy path, the divine weapon is the core. As long as the divine weapon still exists, it can generally be repaired.
Most of those incomplete holy weapons were annihilated by holy weapons and gods.
Ji Zi looked at the kneeling father and son, shook her head, and used a blast of void power to help them up.
He said calmly: "Let's end this matter. Don't blame yourself anymore."
"Xiaozu, those clan members who practice magic skills, their relatives are also on the list." Ji Yanzhi leaned over and bowed, and said in a heavy voice.
He and Ji Yanyun share the same mother, and Ji Biyue is his niece. He really can't bear to see her die in prison.
"This is an order given by Gu Gu. I can't refuse it." Ji Zi sighed and did not agree to Ji Yanyun's request.
Even though he is the son of Ji Xukong, his cultivation is still low, he has not yet entered the killing path, and the holy path is far away, he still has to respect the great sage of the Ji family.
Although he gave the order to make him surrender, that would definitely hurt Ji Gu's majesty...
After finishing speaking, Ji Zi submerged into the boundless void and disappeared into the ancient palace.
Ji Yanzhi looked depressed and a little lost. During this period of time, things were changing. His own brother died. Ji Biyue, known as the jewel of the Ji family, has also fallen into the sky...
"That's enough, Yan Zhi!"
Seeing the defeated look on his successor's face, the Holy Master of the Ji family was a little unswerving. He solemnly said: "Ji Yanyun has taken the path of evil and has lost his humanity. He was originally planning to take action against Haoyue and Ziyue, but the Holy Body
Breaking the four poles attracted his attention, so he temporarily changed the target."
Ji Yanzhi remained silent and turned to leave. When he was about to leave the main hall, he stopped and thought to himself: "If he had gone for that baptism in Longtan, everything would have been different."
Then, he disappeared into the darkness without making a sound, except for the twinkling stars, which gave the place a little more life.
Looking at the lonely figures of his parents and children, the Holy Master of the Ji family sighed, feeling a little powerless. These recent events had made him feel haggard, and he was almost numb...
In the small world of the void, the Ji family's prison is located in a place covered by dark clouds. This place is filled with yin energy and resentment. It is a key point of the Ji family and is guarded by a half-step powerful man.
The eighth ancestor of the Ji family wore a black robe and walked into the prison with an indifferent expression, followed by a group of law enforcement monks.
Just like in a prison, countless cries for help came out, as if they were grasping at straws.
"Uncle Eighth, save me, I am really not guilty!"
"The Eighth Ancestor, we are all blood relatives, so I hope you can help me!"
"Lao Ba, do you still remember when we were in Qin? I blocked a knife for you back then!"
Through the cold black iron railings, pale hands stretched out. There were old people, young people, and even young children. Many mortals were even involved.
This is the cruelty of aristocratic families. After enjoying the glory of the imperial clan, once disaster strikes, they will be reduced to an even more miserable situation.
Especially in the Beidou Star Territory where technology has not been developed, mortals have no right to speak at all. They are just ants on the ground, and there are completely two worlds between them and the monks.
The eighth ancestor of the Ji family also couldn't bear it. He lowered his head and sighed, and waved his hand. The wolf-like law enforcement monk behind him opened the cage, put these people into the space magic weapon, and transferred them to the sky prison.
Listening to the wailing of the tribesmen, he closed his eyes with a look of pain on his face. After stopping there for a while, he walked towards the depths of the prison...
The second floor is where the direct descendants of the Ji family and the Sendai monks are imprisoned.
In the prison made of black iron, Ji Biyue sat on her knees and was practicing the "Void Ancient Sutra". Wisps of black light fell down, reflecting her fair and jade-like skin extremely crystal clear.
Even in this desperate situation, this woman has remained calm, which is extremely rare.
The few Sendai monks who lived next to her were all disheveled and crazy. This was the sequelae of being soul-searched.
"Biyue!"
Hearing this call, the black-haired girl opened her beautiful eyes and smiled as bright as a flower. Even though she was in prison, she saluted meticulously and said respectfully: "Meet the Eighth Ancestor!"