Jiang Huamei hummed softly, holding a white handkerchief and wiping the altar table in front of the ancestor's memorial tablet. He wiped the altar table, which was made of ink jade and had an extremely crude and heavy shape, extremely carefully and carefully until it sparkled.
Jiang Huamei, also known as "Qiaoyin" in the clan, is the leader of the clan who is as famous as the three elders Crane, Vulture, and Quexi.
However, the cranes and the crows of the vultures are famous far and wide, and Elder Quexi sits in the center. Only he, the 'Qiaoyin' elder, was deposed from the power in the clan many years ago and was sent to the ancestral hall to take care of the ancestors' memorial tablets and give them during festivals.
Ancestors offer a plate of pork head meat.
A deacon of the ancestral hall stepped into the ancestral hall quietly and like a ghost.
He came behind Jiang Huamei and said softly: "Elder, something big has happened."
Jiang Huamei breathed a sigh of relief toward the altar table and asked unhurriedly: "Has a sage called in?"
The deacon shook his head.
Jiang Huamei raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? A Buddha Lord came to the door and forced alchemy?"
The deacon shook his head.
Jiang Huamei smiled: "Then it's no big deal..."
The deacon said softly: "The two elders Crane and Jiuciao took their clan members deep into the south of the Demon-Suppressing Ridge a few days ago, but they all lost contact... Elder Quexi also brought the masters of the Punishment Department to the Demon-Suppressing City.
The great master of Buddhism was captured in one fell swoop!"
Jiang Huamei's body trembled slightly.
The deacon only said that Jiang Delinqiao had offended the Buddhist boss, but he did not dare to say the name of the boss. Obviously, this was a taboo existence whose name could not be mentioned - one of the thirteen Buddhist Lords?
Jiang Huamei dropped the rag in his hand and rubbed his temples vigorously. He said in a bitter voice with an extremely headache: "What's going on? Details... I'm afraid, there is no need to go into details. Call the elders and deacons who stayed at home to take stock.
The valuable things in the warehouse... No matter whether Quexi is dead or alive, our Jiang family must have a more correct attitude."
"Be prepared to bleed a lot, pay money, pay a lot of money."
Jiang Huamei murmured: "I don't care whether he lives or not, let's protect the foundation of our family first... This bastard just wants to show off his power in the Jiang family. Does he really think of himself as a big shot? The bastard, in Liangyi
God, there are at least a hundred people that our Jiang family can't afford to offend... You guys are really good at picking on people!"
The deacon was also smiling bitterly.
In Liangyi Heaven, there are only thirty-three powerful people who cannot be offended.
But among those thirty-three powerful men, each one has at least three true disciples, right? This is a giant that Bai Laihao cannot afford to offend.
And the biological sons, grandsons, descendants of these giants... To put it into perspective, although the Jiang family is tyrannical, they cannot be offended easily!
Jiang Delphinium went to the Demon-Suppressing Ridge and directly angered Baoguang Gongde Buddha. This mess... Tsk!
The deacon smiled bitterly and shook his head, then rushed out of the ancestral hall to summon the senior officials of the Jiang family who were staying in Suihuoyuan.
Jiang Huamei frowned and was thinking about how to apologize and how to find a few reliable friends to mediate the matter. A faint light flashed around him, and a ray of spiritual thought entered his mind.
Jiang Huamei's brows suddenly raised, and his whole body became extremely excited.
He punched the air three times and laughed silently. He laughed so hard that his whole body was trembling. He covered his mouth with both hands and almost fell to the ground with laughter.
"Has this day finally come? Ha, ha, ha, I, Mrs. Jiang..."
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Huamei suddenly turned into a blazing flame and soared into the sky, directly smashing the clouds high in the sky. It ejected at a high altitude with a dull and loud sound, and disappeared in an instant.
Several senior officials of the Jiang family who were rushing towards the ancestral hall stared at Jiang Huamei who was going away with their mouths open. You looked at me and I looked at you. They had no idea what was going on.
On the edge of Suihuo Plain, in the southeast corner, there is a small lake.
This lake is surrounded by mountains, which are steep. The mountains are full of strange black rocks and covered with sharp thorns. It is remote and quiet, and there are few people there on weekdays. Everyone in the Jiang clan knows that this is a retreat place occupied by Jiang Huamei.
Therefore, no one will approach easily.
Jiang Huamei swooped down from high altitude and plunged into the small lake.
An extremely clever space restriction was placed in the lake. At a sudden glance, the small lake that was several miles long and wide was no more than a hundred feet deep. However, as Jiang Huamei continued to sink, the true depth of the small lake was extremely astonishing.
From the surface of the lake to the bottom of the lake, this inconspicuous little lake is nearly a million feet deep. There are countless vicious restrictions along the way. Many of the restrictions are combined with various witchcraft and poisonous things, which are completely different from Jiang's cultivation path.
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At the deepest point of the lake, there is an altar made of blood fairy crystals. There are some floating flags with space fluctuations arranged around it. A huge, hazy and illusory space fairy pattern is suspended on the altar, like an eye.
Staring at Jiang Huamei.
Jiang Huamei strode to the altar. Without any hesitation, she scolded the altar and strode in.
The next moment, the altar started.
Inside the altar, in a small folded space, a mountain of sacrificial fairy crystals burned instantly.
The void barrier of Liangyitian was twisted and torn, and a small space crack led directly to the lower realm located in a lower space dimension, which was unknown how far away from Liangyitian.
Retrograde, lower realm.
Jiang Huamei's body directly penetrated this space crack, turned into a faint light, and rushed towards a small world somewhere in the lower world.
Canghai Realm.
The world is as its name suggests. Ninety-five percent of the entire world is the deep sea. A large number of islands are like broken stars, densely scattered in all directions. There is only one continent in the huge sea world, and the total area of this continent alone is the same as Lu's back then.
It is more than a hundred times the total area of the ascended Yuan Lingtian.
This is a 'big realm'. Among the many lower realms controlled by Liang Yitian, its area, heritage, population, level of monks, etc. can all be ranked among the top ten.
Especially regarding the level of monks, the strongest monks in Yuan Lingtian can only be in the heaven-human realm.
And the strongest monk in Canghai Realm has reached the twelfth level of the True Immortal!
This is a big world where "fairies" exist.
Canghai Realm, Weilan Island, is a small island with an area of only a thousand square miles. There is a small family on the island, the Jiang family. Like other sects in Canghai Realm, the family follows the path of pure Dharma cultivation.
The numbers are different. The Jiang family of Weilan Island follows the purest path of body cultivation.
Underground on Weilan Island, in a secret cave, Jiang Huamei compressed her breath, gathered her energy and blood, and carefully stepped out of the altar arranged here.
Several elders from the Weilan Island Jiang family were already waiting here. When they saw Jiang Huamei, they knelt down on the ground without saying a word.
Jiang Huamei nodded extremely carefully, slowed down her breathing, slowed down her speed, and said very softly: "It's been a hard work for you guys over the years... How is the arrangement going?"
An elder of the Jiang family raised his head and said respectfully: "Except for the most important node of the Shanhai Sect, which is really impossible to penetrate and arrange, all other nodes have been properly arranged."
"Shanhaizong?" Jiang Huamei smiled calmly: "Then, let me go there myself."
On that day, the Shanhai Sect, the largest sect in the Canghai Realm, and a true disciple of the fifth lineage of a certain sage from the Upper Realm Taoist Sect, were violently broken into by Jiang Huamei in the dojo in the lower realm. In just one breath, all the hundreds of true immortals in the Shanhai Sect were seriously injured.
, fainted, and was captured alive by Jiang Huamei.
The terrifying fluctuations of Qi and blood were like the bright sun, oppressing the entire Shanhai Sect gate, suppressing countless Shanhai Sect monks unable to move.
Jiang Huamei had some time to rest, so he took out a large amount of blood-colored fairy crystals in front of the main hall of the Shanhai Sect's ancestor, arranged a large altar, and then directly activated it.
Viewed from a high altitude, there are a total of 12,960 rays of blood in all directions of the huge Canghai Realm. They shoot straight into the sky from the altars and instantly turn into a huge light building, wrapping the entire Canghai Realm.
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Jiang Huamei walked into the altar in front of the Shanhaizong Patriarch's Hall. He roared and used all his strength to release the fluctuations of his energy and blood.
Dao master-level energy and blood fluctuations surged out along the altars, and the large formation formed by the interconnection of these altars was like a big mountain falling on their heads, hitting the souls of all the creatures in Canghai Realm almost at the same time.
Trillions of creatures fainted and fell to the ground, and patches of faint blood immediately covered their bodies like flies smelling the smell of blood.
Jiang Huamei roared in a low voice, grasped the surging space runes on the altar with both hands, and poured his Dao Master-level blood into it without any reservation.
His complexion suddenly turned pale.
And the entire Canghai Realm trembled violently. In a certain area from Canghai Realm to Liangyitian, a huge crack was torn open in the void, and countless creatures from the Canghai Realm were 'packed' and sent in without a single one left.
Liangyitian!
Such a grand gesture is even more unbelievable than when Lu Qian borrowed a treasure ship or when Bai Yu borrowed the Supreme Immortal Certificate to fly to the Liangyi Heaven with hundreds of thousands of monks from the lower world.
At the same time that the entire world of Canghai Realm fell, it was adjacent to Canghai Realm. Regardless of its area, background, and development level of cultivation civilization, it was not as good as Canghai Realm. Among the small worlds of Golden Flower Realm, which dominates this world, it is recognized as the number one in the cultivation world.
Man, the Buddhist nun Jin Hua Po, who possesses the third level of cultivation in the True Immortal Realm, is standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the Canghai Realm.
The Golden Flower Realm is more like a 'satellite' of the Canghai Realm, orbiting the Canghai Realm all year round.
With Jin Huapo's cultivation, she could even see clearly the movements on a small island in the vast sea of Canghai Realm. Now that the entire Canghai Realm was shrouded in blood, she naturally discovered such a shocking change at the first time.
"Canghai Realm, are you experiencing a demonic calamity?" Jinhuapo frowned, and the Buddha's light shone all over her body: "Pass my order to seal the mountain gate, open the mountain protection formation, send a message to the upper realm, and request the Bodhisattva's decree..."
A Buddhist monk who was born with broad shoulders and a round waist, and looked like a lion or a tiger in his movements strode up to Jinhua Po, folded his hands and saluted Jinhua Po. Jinhua Po glanced at him, frowned and said, "Fa Jing, what's the matter?"
Monk Fajing smiled slightly and took action suddenly.
As soon as he made a move, the sky was filled with blood. His palm expanded to the size of a door panel, and he slapped Jinhua Po in front of her. Her whole body almost turned into a piece of meat, and she fainted without even making a sound.
"What's the matter? It's just a trivial matter." Monk Fajing said softly: "It's just for your use."
Monk Fajing laughed wildly and braved the crazy pouring of magical powers, spells, Buddhist treasures, and Buddhist soldiers from countless fellow disciples from all directions, hitting him with sparks flying all over his body, but it was unable to hurt him at all. Jinhua Po was only from the third level of the true fairyland.
Cultivation, and the cultivation that Monk Fajing is showing at this moment has at least reached the level of the Little Bodhisattva, and it is pure physical cultivation!
A blood-colored altar quickly took shape. Monk Fajing, like Jiang Huamei, strode into the altar and poured his own blood into the altar with all his strength.
The entire Golden Flower Realm also swayed slightly, and more than a thousand bloody lights rose into the sky, instantly turning into a bloody light that enveloped the entire world.
Countless creatures were rushed by the majestic blood energy, as if they had been hit hard on the head, and fainted directly.
Monk Fajing laughed strangely, grabbed the unconscious Jinhua Po, and threw her into the Liangyi Heaven along the space crack that was forcibly opened: "Master, you are right, all living beings are just
Our cultivation resources...the same goes for the common people, and the same goes for you...Thank you very much for your achievements, haha, haha, hahaha!"
Monk Fajing raised his head and said softly: "Fajing? This Dharma name is too unpleasant to hear... From today on, I am not Monk Fajing, I am... Jiang Qingnu (yun)!"
When the Canghai Realm and the Golden Flower Realm were wrapped in blood light, there were nearly ten thousand small lower worlds in the lower realm controlled by Liang Yitian, and they also underwent great changes.
Some of the top powers descended from the upper world, directly wiping out the upper echelons of the cultivation world in the small world, packing up all the living beings in the world and sending them away. There were also local monks who suddenly rose up, showing that they far exceeded the level of the cultivation world in this world.
The terrifying strength crushed the local cultivation world, stunned countless creatures and threw them into Liangyi Heaven.
Among the nearly 10,000 small worlds, there are only a hundred or so that are usually quiet, have terrifyingly rich foundations, are tough enough behind Liang Yitian, and usually act conservatively and low-key, even called secretive worlds.
In order to maintain the peace of his own world, he relied on the great power coming from the upper world and the sudden rebellion of the indigenous monks.
The changes that occurred in these hundreds of worlds were also transmitted to Liangyi Tian as quickly as possible through the channels that communicated with the upper world.
However, the time flow rate of the lower bound and the upper bound are different, and the isolation of the spatial dimension makes the transmission of information not very timely.
Therefore, when Liang Yitian received the news from the lower realm, things had already happened.
Things are irreversible.
At the same time, Liang Yitian, in the south of Zhenmo Ridge, deep in the boundless barren mountains, was surrounded by dozens of chaotic magnetic storms, and was surrounded by hundreds of layers of earth fire, strong wind, poisonous miasma, and evil aura.
In this dangerous and desperate situation, hundreds of shadowy figures are gathering here.
Monster energy, evil energy, evil energy, ghost energy, and even the violent blood energy and murderous energy unique to the barbarians... All kinds of evil and negative energy are wrapped around these figures, accompanied by ghost cries, miserable howls, and shrill screams.
There were curses, curses and roars, as well as ghostly winds and ghostly fires, and strange shadows and black mist swirling around. It was really a group of demons dancing wildly, as if hell had descended.
‘Giggle’, ‘hee hee’, ‘ha ha’, ‘ho ho’… unpleasant laughter arose continuously, and many figures suddenly bumped into each other, and suddenly burst into hearty laughter.
"Old ghost, are you still alive?"
"Hey, old guy, you're not dead?"
"My dear lady, when I heard that you were beaten and killed by a certain thief, I remembered the friendship back then and shed a few tears for you!"
"Interesting, interesting. I thought I wouldn't be able to get my debt back... I didn't expect that you, the debtor, are actually still alive?"
Unexpectedly, he suddenly bumped into his rival, who was so surprised that he burst out into violence.
Magical powers, secret techniques, strange curses, and vicious forbidden laws were suddenly activated, and silently, dozens of surrounding mountains were annihilated out of thin air, and many figures vomited blood and spun backwards.
For a moment, this dangerous land was in chaos, with many figures yelling enthusiastically, as if they might be involved in the battlefield at any time, turning a small conflict between three or five people into a big chaos!
A bodhi tree with verdant branches and leaves suddenly appeared in the middle of this deserted place.
A trace of green aura gushed out from every green leaf of the Bodhi tree, turning into a cage that covered the sky and the earth, shrouding all the figures. These demons and ghosts were in high spirits and were preparing to fight to celebrate the 'reunion after a long separation'.
Many people were so suppressed that their magic power was frozen, their limbs were paralyzed, and they froze in place with looks of horror on their faces.
With such a terrifying aura, even those giant old ghosts who still maintained a certain ability to move held their breaths inexplicably.
A long time, a long time.
There was no movement in the Bodhi tree. Hundreds of demons and ghosts looked at him carefully. Finally, there was a first-born with a pair of dragon horns. Behind his tailbone, he was dragging a scorpion tail. He was six feet tall and extremely powerful and domineering.
The big man smiled forcefully and bowed to the bodhi tree with his fists clasped: "Someone, it is polite to kill the demon emperor and go against the rules."
After coughing a few times, Ni Lun asked softly: "May I ask who the senior is?"
On the bark of the bodhi tree, an old face slowly emerged, and a hoarse voice made the surrounding mountains buzz: "Ni Lun, I remember you. When you were beaten to the point of death, your soul was almost gone.
You were broken to pieces, but I personally took action to save you, but I'm afraid you don't recognize my appearance like this."
Ni Lun's expression changed in shock, and he took two steps back suddenly: "You, you!"
A thick branch on the Bodhi tree stretched out, and a ray of spiritual light hung down from the branch. With a click, a spiritual flower bloomed, and then a Bodhi fruit the size of a water tank was born.
The fruit split open, revealing a little novice who sat cross-legged, with a pedicle on his head, hanging from a branch with a thin branch, and no hair on his body.
This novice monk looks to be only seven or eight years old. He is white and pink, has delicate features, and is quite cute.
However, the mana fluctuations emanating from this novice overwhelm all the demons and ghosts present - judging from the mana fluctuations alone, this novice is also a Buddha-level existence!
However, among the thirteen Buddhas disclosed to the public by Buddhism, none of them are like fruits that grow from trees!
Ni Lun and other demons and ghosts all took a deep breath, and at the same time saluted the little novice monk who was as motionless as a corpse with his eyes closed.
Several ghosts and ghosts with strong breaths exhaled at the same time.
The appearance of this little novice monk solved the biggest mystery in their minds.
Thousands of years ago, the Taoist and Buddhist sects of Liangyi Heaven joined forces and launched a war that swept the entire world. They swept away the evil spirits and savages in Liangyi Heaven in one fell swoop, broke down their mountain gates, exterminated their descendants, cut off their inheritance, and wiped out all the demons and monsters.
They were beaten to the point where they almost lost all their descendants, and a group of old ghosts were also hunted until they had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.
The hundreds of demons and monsters present were among the top figures on the Taoist and Buddhist hunting lists back then.
Many times they thought that they were destined to perish and would no longer be lucky.
But every time they were in desperate situations, they always struggled to survive from the desperate situation due to various incredible coincidences and opportunities. In the end, they even crossed the sea and sneaked into the Demon Suppressing Ridge jointly established by Buddhism and Taoism.
, lurking in these wild mountains, recuperating and recuperating leisurely, living leisurely for thousands of years.
Over the past thousands of years, although the environment in the wild mountains has become a bit harsher, their cultivation has been extremely strong and they enjoy all kinds of happiness... even worse than before!
In the major towns in Zhenmo Ridge, how many sects and family chambers of commerce have colluded with the little monsters and monsters below them?
Many rare herbs and cultivation materials from the wild mountains are pouring into the Demon-Suppressing Ridge like a tide, and all kinds of high-end and luxurious food, drink and enjoyment are also flowing into the wild mountains. And those luxuries, even for the delicate and white-flowered girls
, little beauty, 99% out of 10%, doesn’t it fall into their hands?
They have always been curious about who could have such incredible means to rescue them from such violent waves!
When I saw it today, it turned out...
This little novice monk is clearly just a clone of the old Bodhi tree, and his aura is so powerful and terrifying... So what state has the old Bodhi tree reached?
The water in Liangyitian is indeed very deep!
With a 'chi' sound, the thin stem above the head of the little novice monk broke. The little novice monk fell to the ground lightly, straightened his legs, and stood up. He opened his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and looked towards the person beside him in an old-fashioned way.
All the monsters and monsters looked up and down.
"Hey, someone has recognized me. This is great."
"There's no need to waste any more time with you."
"I've been breaking into the Neiguan recently... You don't need to understand what the 'Inner Gate' is. In short, I've been in an ups and downs mood lately, and I'm not very good. If you guys make too much noise, I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold it back and slap you.
Beat you to death!"
Among the monsters, several old monsters had something wrong with their eyes.
Even if your aura reaches the Buddha Lord level...but these old monsters are also Demon Emperors and Demon Lord level figures on the same level as the Buddha Lord...Of course, they were severely injured back then, and they narrowly survived.
He escaped, but his roots were damaged and his realm was still there, but his strength had fallen a lot from that highest realm.
Even so, they thought to themselves that if they used their trump card, they could still compete with a Buddha Lord.
Therefore, when the young novice treated them like this, they inexplicably had murderous intentions!
Although it is said that many of these demons and ghosts escaped from the disaster and survived that war because of the little novice monk's methods...but demons and ghosts, do you expect them to talk about 'friendship' with you?
Do you expect them to 'repay the favor'? Isn't this a joke!
The atmosphere in all directions became a little weird.
Seeing that a storm was about to break out, a wisp of breeze blew by, filling the surroundings with a light and peaceful atmosphere, smoothing out the uneasy negative atmosphere in the air.
Taoist Guixu stepped on a cloud and appeared above everyone's heads.
"Fellow Taoists, long time no see."
"Today, I'm here to do some business with you... Why don't we make things extraneous?"
Taoist Saint Guixu smiled brightly: "Everyone, do you want to regain everything you lost back then?"
My fingers, wrists, and shoulders all hurt so much!
The fat man who was originally tall and thick, somehow felt a bit like Sister Lin's delicate and helpless feeling!