Chapter seven hundred and sixty-one source soil one
October of the year 267 of the Great Xia Dynasty.
The Tao sect is unified, and the Tao Lord Lieshan Sect Master ascends to the position of the only true king.
At the same time, many gods under his command were dispatched to various parts of the world to search for all possible treasures of heaven, materials and earth.
Corpse King Ji was captured by him and brought back to the Hushan Sect without any news.
The many divine generals headed by Lu Li were unrivaled. They led Hushan Sect disciples and special teams to travel to various parts of the world while also suppressing unrest everywhere.
For a time in Daxia, countless telegrams were collected and transmitted almost every day, all of which were news of the bloody massacre of all resisters by the god generals from various places.
Only then did Yuan Xiaojing and other members of the Demon-Conquering Family fully understand the terror of the Taoist Master of the Hushan Sect.
The corpse king Ji was captured and could not escape. The Taoist sect flourished for a while, and countless Taoist priests came out of the Taoist temples and went to join the Hushan Sect. However, except for a few who were truly talented and learned, the rest were excluded.
In the middle of Daxia, countless subordinates of Jidu rebelled, launched zombies to attack the people around them, and stormed the Hushan Sect's mountain gate in an attempt to rescue the Corpse King Jidu.
But to no avail, he was easily suppressed and slaughtered by a disciple who came out of the sect.
Three hundred corpse generals were all sealed and transported into the sect as research objects.
There are also corpse generals hiding in human society. They instigated the separatist warlords in the area to excavate ancient tombs and released the four great Yaksha corpse generals, who bloodbathed two small cities.
The Hushan Sect issued a pursuit order, and the four great Yaksha Corpse Generals were killed that night. No bones were left, and they were sucked and devoured by a group of Hushan disciples.
As if overnight, the world changed from an ordinary ordinary world to a fantasy space of immortality, magic and Taoism.
At that time, many people in the world were searching for immortals and asking questions.
Countless foreign concessions were reclaimed, and no country across the ocean dared to protest.
When the city was unsealed, a large city was directly destroyed. Such a large-scale act was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Many experts and scholars went to study the ruins of the city, but they could not figure out why. There was no one alive in that city, and all witnesses were completely destroyed and obliterated.
The cruelty of his methods is simply inhumane.
However, all the great powers did not dare to act rashly until they found out what methods Daxia used.
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Hushan Sect, Qinghu Mountain.
Qinghu Mountain is one of the mountain gates re-erected by Hushan Sect, and it is also the seat of its main sect.
The mountain is more than 6,000 meters high. At the top of the mountain, a gray and white Taoist palace stands quietly.
There was no one in the Dao Palace, except for many disciples guarding the outside, with solemn expressions.
Lin Xin was wearing a feather-white Taoist robe, full of delicate jade lines, and he was sitting in front of a large bronze cauldron with a calm expression.
The body of the tripod flashes with faint white light symbols.
There is a black-red flame below, which spontaneously ignites without roots, constantly burning the bottom of the cauldron.
Lin Xin's expression was peaceful, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he seemed to be sleeping.
puff!
Suddenly, the flames below the cauldron suddenly jumped.
With a bang, the top of the cauldron rose half a meter high, and a black head protruded from the inside, struggling with its arms on the edge of the cauldron.
"I am immortal!!"
The figure's eyes were sharp, staring at Lin Xin in front of the cauldron, trying to break free.
"It's almost time to close it."
Lin Xin opened his eyes slightly and said something.
Bang!
The top cover of the cauldron was immediately pressed down hard, shining with a large number of white rune patterns.
At the same time, the flames at the bottom suddenly rose, and the temperature of the cauldron suddenly became extremely hot.
The walls of the surrounding Taoist palaces, which were covered with heat-proof talisman arrays, could not hold up at this time and were cracked in large numbers.
These formations, which can withstand terrifying high temperatures of tens of thousands of degrees, were baked and cracked in just a few clicks here.
Lin Xin stretched out his hand and pointed at the cauldron.
Suddenly, a circle of space distorted, like a ribbon, surrounding the cauldron and sinking it severely.
Ji Du desperately supported the top cover and tried to climb out from inside, but the top cover was extremely powerful, and the temperature below also rose rapidly.
At first he thought it was just a high temperature, but later he realized something was wrong.
There is something slightly wrong with this temperature. There is ice and cold in it, and there is an inexplicable aura of evil, distortion, and violence.
Gradually, the body he had always thought was immortal began to melt and turn black.
"Skyfire!"
Lin Xin's eyes were indifferent and he stretched out his hand.
call!
The flames below the cauldron suddenly glowed with a hint of silver, as if countless silver runes were beating and boiling in it.
This time, Jidu's body melted faster. The skin all over his body began to quickly turn into liquid like mud and fall down.
Bang!
He held on to the roof tightly, but the terrifying force still slowly pressed it inward.
I don't know why, Jidu has never had a crisis in his heart for many years, but he actually feels an extremely strong sense of crisis.
"No!!!"
He began to struggle desperately, but to no avail, the top of the cauldron was still firmly pressed down.
"No!!! I am the Corpse King Jidu! I am immortal!!!"
He yelled, but with the formation surrounding him and Lin Xin personally on guard, he couldn't break away at all.
Finally, the lid was smashed down hard and closed tightly.
The silver-black flames swelled. There were constant sounds of struggling inside.
Lin Xin's face was illuminated by the firelight.
Time passes slowly.
One day has passed, and two days have passed.
Ten days, twenty days and fifty days!!!
On the fifty-third day.
Lin Xin, who had been sitting in front of the cauldron, slowly stood up.
Boom!!
The top cover of the cauldron suddenly opened automatically, and a ball of black liquid mixed with dark gold flew out, trying to escape.
"Certainly."
Lin Xin shouted loudly.
Suddenly, the liquid ball was suspended directly in the air, and no matter how hard it twisted or struggled, it was meaningless.
With a shot in the air, the sphere automatically separated a thin line the size of a hair, and shot quickly into Lin Xiao's heart.
He looked at the black and silver filaments carefully and allowed them to condense into a drop of liquid in his hand.
Then raise your hand and take a sip gently.
An ecstatic and refreshing feeling suddenly surged into my heart.
The black liquid was like jelly and was instantly sucked into the mouth.
Under Lin Xin's feet, the earthly immortal karma spiritual light slowly emerged, with more than two hundred points of immortal light flowing and dancing in it.
"This is the origin, this is the origin I want!"
He put down his hand and felt the cultivation within his body rising and turning like a rocket.
After Qing Yuan Jue reaches the sixth level, if you want to impact the origin soil, you must absorb the origin of the world and slowly refine it with water.
But with Lin Xin's terrifying Earthly Immortal karma, the origin of the world just now was completely digested by him in just one breath.
Its phagocytosis and digestion capabilities are countless times that of ordinary earth immortals.
"It turns out that the origin of the world can be directly looted and absorbed by killing those who possess the origin through refining. Then I can take advantage of the great catastrophe to plunder and kill the immortals in the origin land and realm, and suck the origin from their bodies."
A thought flashed through Lin Xin's mind.
He moved his hand again, and suddenly the black and silver source the size of a human head flew directly over, landed in front of him, and was held by his hand.
Countless world sources quickly poured into his palm, and an indescribable feeling of bliss and exhilaration filled his heart.
Even a person with strong willpower like Lin Xin can't help but feel ecstatic, **********!
In a daze, he seemed to vaguely see a red ocean, rippling around him.
The sea water is as thick as red ink, and the laughter, joy, excitement, and pleas of countless people are constantly conveyed in it.
"This is"
Lin Xin suddenly came to his senses. His sword of joy, which had been silent all this time, was slowly showing signs of condensation.
"Hehehehehehe"
Countless weird laughter continued to echo in the surrounding air.
Masks of pale smiling faces appeared faintly in the surrounding air.
"This is!?"
Lin Xin felt his body devouring the origin of the world, bringing intense pleasure, and at the same time he was completely stunned. He carefully identified what the white masks that appeared around him were.
"It turns out that I didn't find the right direction at all. The power of joy is not the ordinary power of joy!"
He carefully sensed his surroundings, feeling strange, desperate, confused, and mixed with painful pleasure.
These emotional forces seemed to be summoned by the origin of the world, and gathered together one after another, condensing into several white smiling masks in this Taoist palace, flying and rotating around Lin Xin.
Each mask has only three curved slits, forming the simplest smile.
"Hehehehe"
"Hehehehe!!"
Waves of weird laughter kept echoing in Lin Xin's ears.
"No wonder Xia Xia said that if you practice the Taishang Yue Shenfeng Sword to a high level, it will lead to suicide. Now it seems that it doesn't look like a righteous swordsmanship at all."
Lin Xin frowned slightly, but at the moment he only had this set of top-level swordsmanship that was most suitable for him. Although it was a bit weird, Bihushan was not a pure and righteous way. There were both evil and heretical ways.
As long as it is powerful, everything else can be ignored.
As for the hidden danger, he did not believe that his tempered mental will could be induced to commit suicide by a set of sword techniques.
"The moment I condensed the Sword of Joy before, I have already remembered the process."
Lin Xin glanced at the attribute column and found that he had indeed become skilled.
He directly clicked the skill with his mind and began to condense the Sword of Joy.
The Sword of Joy, as a general Earth Immortal, must seize the momentary feeling when emotions change. Only in that mysterious and mysterious state can the real sacrifice begin, and the success rate is extremely low.
But Lin Xin was different. He happened to succeed once, and the second time he used the skill again, it was immediately easy.
Other earthly immortals would probably have to spend tens or hundreds of years of effort to reach his level.
And the success rate is far not as high as his.
"This is the terrifying part of my attributes."
Lin Xin felt a large amount of joyful power being condensed and absorbed, and began to condense a transparent, still illusory pink sword in his body.
There was an inexplicable sigh in my heart.
This Sword of Joy is different from ordinary long swords. Other long swords are straight, but it has an arc bend at the end of the blade, like a crescent shovel.
A strange white smile naturally appears on the sword, making people feel panicked at the sight of it. (To be continued.)