Chapter 3834: The past events of Ming Ancestor, saving others and saving oneself
The chaotic figure was silent for a moment, its aura retracted, revealing its true appearance.
Wearing a white robe, a purple cloak with flower sleeves, and a wooden hairpin on her head, she has a free and uninhibited smile that cannot hide her noble temperament.
"How long did it take for you to become suspicious?" Gong Nanfeng asked.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Ling Yanzi told me."
"Oh! No wonder, where is she?" Gong Nanfeng said.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "When Grand Master sent me to Xumi Temple, did you follow him on purpose?"
"That's right."
Gong Nanfeng said: "A long time ago, I saw the traces of fate. I have to see the result with my own eyes, right? You didn't disappoint me."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Are you really the weapon spirit of Tianshu Needle?"
"real."
Gong Nanfeng was very calm and sincere, with a smile in his eyes: "Except for everything related to the identity of Mingzu Canhun, I didn't lie to you about anything else."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Then I'm very curious. The Hongmeng tribe in Da Ming Mountain should have your descendants, right? Why didn't you choose a better body-snatching body instead of a divine weapon?"
Hearing Zhang Ruochen mention the "Hongmeng Clan", several ancient creatures present looked shocked and looked at the young man opposite in disbelief.
"That's the Great Ming Mountain, and that's the Hongmeng tribe. I'm just a remnant soul. If I break into the abyss of darkness, I have to cross three rivers and seven ridges, and I have to take away a Hongmeng monk. I can't do it."
Gong Nanfeng smiled and shook his head, saying: "It would be much easier to seize the spirit of a divine weapon!"
"No, it's not called seizing the body. It's called swallowing and fusion!"
"Zhang Ruochen, have you ever seen Xi Lamp? He can devour your soul and take away your body. Of course, I can also devour the soul of the weapon that was fused with the Tianshu Needle and get a chance to rebuild. Because the Soul-Eating Lamp was originally made by me.
It was controlled by me and it was me who gave it the ability to devour souls and fuse."
Xiezhan is the weapon spirit of the previous generation of the Soul-eating Lamp, a spiritual monk, and a strong man in the second Confucian era.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The Tianshu Needle is not a powerful artifact, nor is it your ideal body-taking body. I guess this is just a way for you to make a transition!"
Gong Nanfeng nodded and said: "As you guessed, I used the Tianshu Needle as my body. After I became successful in my cultivation, I returned to the Great Ming Mountain. And I became the mountain master of the Great Ming Mountain."
"You are the mountain lord? This is impossible!" Yuan Sheng said in shock.
Yuan Jieyi and Cang Mang also looked at each other. For a moment, they didn't know whether they should worship the man in front of them or not.
It should be noted that the Lord of Da Ming Mountain has always been a mysterious existence that they fear, and he can be called the spiritual leader of the twelve ancient tribes.
The three ancient creatures didn't believe it, but Zhang Ruochen believed it, and he became even more curious, saying: "Since you can become the mountain master of Da Ming Mountain, it shows that your cultivation has reached its peak at that time, why didn't you abandon the body of the weapon and go from Hongmeng Mountain?
Choose a suitable body-snatching body from the clan?"
Gong Nanfeng's eyes were full of depression, and he sighed: "Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation! At that time, a talented person appeared in the upper world, disrupting all my plans."
"Are you talking about the Great Master?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Gong Nanfeng nodded and said: "Whenever a transcendent and powerful person is born in the upper world, he must clean up the abyss of darkness. I feel that it is not the time to seize the body, so I have to make a new arrangement. If we meet head-on, it is definitely not impossible.
To attack the opponent of Lord Ming King, you can only use softness to overcome hardness."
"Thus, Ling Yanzi was born under my careful cultivation!"
"The Great Lord Fudo Mingou is different from the cold and domineering ruthless people like the Great Demon God. He is not hard-hearted. He has the same weaknesses as you. He eats soft things but not hard ones. He is full of love and respect for life. He does not look at everything in the world like ants.
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"Therefore, someone must tell him the tragic experiences and helplessness of ancient creatures, the grudges and causes and consequences of history, to inspire his compassion. Only in this way can the ancient creatures not end up like the ancient times."
Mentioning the ancient times, Gong Nanfeng's eyes flashed with cold light.
In ancient times, the Great Demon God, Baal, Gai Mie and other demon gods rushed into the abyss of darkness, defeating the twelve ancient tribes who had no power to fight back and had no choice but to surrender. The male royal family was reduced to strange beast mounts, and the female royal family was reduced to demons.
Concubine slave.
More than 10 million years have passed, but no noble ancient creature can turn over this page of shame.
Gong Nanfeng has never experienced that era, but as the former leader of ancient creatures, how could the Hongmeng clan emperor be able to swallow such a sigh of relief?
Gong Nanfeng calmed down and continued: "It is true that heroes have to deal with beauty. Even I didn't expect that Ling Yanzi would fall in love with the great Lord Fudo Mingwang!"
"The Great Master has no insight. Are you the remnant soul of the ancestor who ordered you to return?" Zhang Ruochen said.
"I have never met him, and I don't dare to! Since then, he has been hiding in the Temple of Destiny in the form of the artifact Tianshu Needle, and his natal soul dare not leave the world inside the artifact. After that, I found Yu Yubu
The ambitious Luo Shen, who was the original Lord Fulu, trained him to be my envoy to and from Da Ming Mountain. I don’t need to say more about the rest of it, right?"
While talking, Gong Nanfeng walked up to Zhang Ruochen, without any murderous intent on his body, and with a faint smile on his face, as if an old friend was telling the story of the past.
Zhang Ruochen said: "If the story is so simple, why did the Great Master break through the Temple of Destiny to look for you? Also, was it you who established the Liang Organization?"
Gong Nanfeng said: "Women are so unreliable. She can be the best weapon in your hand, but when she has true feelings, she is often the one who backfires the most on you."
"I think it was her who betrayed me. The Great Lord Fudo Mingwang thought that I, the ancestor whose soul had returned, was the immortal and the culprit who launched the Withered Death, so he searched for me everywhere."
"You have to know that at that time, the rules of heaven and earth had just begun to loosen, and I was the only one whose soul had returned. It is normal to have such a misunderstanding!"
"As for the quantitative organization you mentioned, it has something to do with me, but... there's nothing to mention."
Gong Nanfeng obviously didn't mean what he said.
His eyes could not deceive Zhang Ruochen.
It was a complicated look, changing between hatred, fear, and fighting spirit, and finally, it turned into confusion.
This was the first time Zhang Ruochen saw a weakness in him, so he counterattacked mercilessly and said, "Is it Mingzu?"
Gong Nanfeng looked at Zhang Ruochen with a strange look, restrained all negative emotions, and said calmly: "Maybe!"
Zhang Ruochen said: "I heard that the Ancestor of the Underworld was the first ancestor to break through the Abyss of Darkness. He used the bones of ancient creatures to pile up a majestic mountain, the Great Underworld Mountain. In the Great Underworld Mountain, the Ancestor of the Underworld stepped on the piles of corpses and accepted the twelve tribes.
The clan emperors knelt down and worshiped, and canonized the twelve clan emperors as the Twelve Mingzi."
"That battle broke the backbone of all ancient creatures, shattered all their pride and self-esteem, and they can no longer raise their heads."
Yuan Sheng was already in tears and stared at Zhang Ruochen with cold eyes.
Yuan Jieyi and Cang Jue also had red eyes and clenched their fists.
The wounds of the ancient creatures were opened again and again, making them feel so uncomfortable that they wanted to look up to the sky and scream, wishing they were born in Hades and died in the Great Hades Mountain.
I wish I could live in the chaotic ancient times and destroy my divine source together with the Great Demon God.
Only Gong Nanfeng remained calm.
He knew that this was Zhang Ruochen's counterattack, and it was going to hurt his spirit with the humiliation that he least wanted to mention in his heart.
He could have not given Zhang Ruochen a chance to speak, but he had been alone and depressed for too many years, and he really wanted to find someone to tell everything in his heart.
If you cannot face your heart calmly, then your inner demons will always exist.
Zhang Ruochen continued: "I also heard that Mingzu was one of the twelve clan emperors at that time, and one of the Mingzi canonized by Mingzu. I wonder if the rumors are true?"
"Really! I can still remember the past as if it happened yesterday."
Gong Nanfeng laughed again and said: "I originally thought that I had a chance to surpass the Ming Ancestor, defeat him, and recover the broken backs and legs of the twelve ancient tribes. But after reaching the realm of the ancestors,
I found that the Ancestor of the Underworld is still on another high mountain. For the rest of my life, I can only look at him from a distance, unable to catch up or surpass him, and I have lived in his shadow all my life."
"He was like a god standing on a high place, looking at me with a smile. It was a kind of ridicule and ridicule."
"I swear with the most vicious oath that I will never disappear into the world like this. I must continue to live, no matter how."
"It was then that I saw the distant future time and space, and saw a secret from the future. That secret was you!"
"I was in despair, but I finally saw the light."
"I know that you are my chance, the only chance for me to surpass Mingzu and find everything I have lost. Zhang Ruochen, you will not be Mingzu's opponent because you don't understand him. I will not be Mingzu either.
opponent, because I don’t have a first-grade divine way.”
"But the two of us combined will definitely be able to defeat the Underworld Ancestor. I need your soul and body. How about leaving the future to me?"
Gong Nanfeng's eyes were extremely sincere.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "Sorry, I want to face the future by myself."
Gong Nanfeng said: "I'm just merging your soul, not taking over your body. You should understand that I have such ability. What's the difference between me facing the future and you facing the future? We don't differentiate at all.
each other."
Zhang Ruochen still shook his head.
The look of expectation in Gong Nanfeng's eyes dissipated and he said: "Forget it, we still have to fight to the death. Before you die, what else do you want to know, I can tell you everything. Maybe you don't believe it, even at this moment, I still
Consider you my best friend."
"Why?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Gong Nanfeng said: "Because you have a power that makes people want to get close to you. No other monk can do that."
"Which point?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Gong Nanfeng said: "No matter how high or low your cultivation level is, any friend around you can talk and laugh happily in front of you. Your mentality and the attitude they have towards you are really enviable. You can't do this in any other place."
Did you see it on a powerful god?"
"Maybe it's just because you hide yourself too deeply and feel too lonely!"
After thinking about it, Zhang Ruochen added: "Actually, I do have some doubts. Ten Yuanhui ago, your cultivation level was already very high, right? After the Great Master disappeared, why didn't you choose Ling Yanzi's descendants to take over?
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Gong Nanfeng smiled and said: "After the epic battle ten Yuanhui ago, the Great Master Fudo Mingwang did disappear, and may even be dead! But Ling Yanzi is still alive, and her cultivation at that time has already
I can't be much weaker. She told me that if I dare to take away her descendants, she will definitely die with me."
"I cherish my life so much, how can I dare to die? Of course I promised her! As long as she is still alive, I will definitely not attack the descendants of the Zhang family in Kunlun Realm. That's why I focused on the bones of the past, and then transitioned, waiting for you to be born.
"
Zhang Ruochen said: "You actually keep your promise so much?"
"Are you looking down on me too much? If I don't even have this kind of spirit, how can I be qualified to be the opponent of Mingzu?" After a pause, Gong Nanfeng said again: "Of course she also handed over the Mani Pearl to me.
Let me study it. This is my condition!”
"The Mani Pearl may be the most important artifact related to the Underworld Ancestor. In the world, the only one who can defeat the Underworld Ancestor may be the Underworld Ancestor himself. The Mani Pearl was born to restrain the Underworld Ancestor. It belongs to the ancestor of Kasyapa.
Kind thoughts are the means left to future generations. It was the thorough study of Mani beads that allowed me to successfully refine the Selfless Lamp."
Zhang Ruochen understood in his heart, and finally knew who gave the Mani Pearl to him, and said: "Then how strong are you now?"
"It's very strong, it's so strong that you can't understand it."
Gong Nanfeng then laughed loudly: "I lied to you! Didn't you already tell me that Tianshu Needle is just an ordinary artifact. With such an artifact body, the height that it can reach will be severely limited. Ten yuan
When the meeting comes, my progress in cultivation is very small. I can only rely on the method I told you to avoid the disaster of Yuanhui and survive."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Separate more than 90% of the spirit, cultivate it into a physical body, and use it as a fake son to survive the disaster on your behalf?"
"Of course it's not as much as 90% or more, it's less." Gong Nanfeng said.
Zhang Ruochen asked: "How much less?"
"Shao Jiuzheng. I am the ancestor of fate. Destiny is the spirit of heaven and earth. There are still some methods. In this era, the rules of heaven and earth are seriously flawed and are getting weaker and weaker! If you can understand the flaws of heaven and earth, you can do it.
Things that others can't do." Gong Nanfeng said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Okay, I have nothing more to ask!"
Gong Nanfeng obviously didn't want the atmosphere at this moment to end so abruptly, but the smile on his face gradually disappeared and said: "No matter who it is, when faced with life and death, they will definitely be serious. Next, I will not show any mercy!
"
"Wow!"
Zhang Ruochen struck first, with a talisman shining all over his body, and at an incredible speed, he punched Gong Nanfeng in the chest.
There is no point in running away.
The only option is to fight, show determination and fight to the death.
But Zhang Ruochen's punch, which gathered all his strength, was like hitting a cloud. His body lost its center of gravity and leaned forward uncontrollably.
Gong Nanfeng rushed forward and crashed directly into Zhang Ruochen's body.
Zhang Ruochen stood still on the spot, with talisman lights surrounding him.
Time seems to have stopped.
Within his body, the place where the mysterious embryo is located is the boundless sea of divine energy and light, and occasionally a river flowing through the nine-color ancestral divine energy and ancestral rules.
Gong Nanfeng stood on the sea of divine energy and light, looked in all directions, and said: "This is the Xuantai? The place where Wuji was born? Sure enough, there are no boundaries."
Zhang Ruochen's billions of soul thoughts appeared opposite him, condensed into one, and his right hand was raised above his head.
Above the palm of the hand, the Dao Soul Platform appeared.
"Wow!"
The tyrannical space gravity exploded and fell on Gong Nanfeng.
"It alone can't deal with me."
Gong Nanfeng flew straight towards Zhang Ruochen's soul.
The billion-fold space gravity erupted from the blunt space stone inside the Daohun Platform seemed to have no effect on him. His speed was still very fast.
But, after all, this is in Zhang Ruochen's body, at the core of Wuji. Zhang Ruochen can go anywhere with just a thought.
This is Zhang Ruochen's home field advantage. No matter how strong the Mingzu Remnant Soul is, it will be severely weakened in Wuji Land.
Countless traces of light appeared on the sky.
These traces of light are Zhang Ruochen's mental thoughts.
All his mental thoughts condensed into another Zhang Ruochen, holding the imperial talisman in his hand, stimulating thousands of talisman patterns, and struck Gong Nanfeng.
Gong Nanfeng did not dodge or dodge, he just waved his hand and struck, and all the runes were scattered.
"Even in the Wuji Land, even if you have the Dao Soul Platform and the Emperor Talisman, you are still far from my opponent." He said.
Two Zhang Ruochen's voices sounded at the same time: "I thought that the runes would collapse on their own if they couldn't get close to you. However, the runes of the Emperor's Rune not only got close to you, but also forced you to take action! It can be seen that
, here, you are not that strong."
Gong Nanfeng said: "But this kind of strength is enough! Your current confrontation is meaningless."
"Significant!"
Zhang Ruochen said: "The gap between our cultivation levels is indeed very large. It is impossible for me to defeat you. Even if we fight in the process of seizing the body, at most one of us will die together."
"But, I have another choice. I don't need to defeat you, I just need to persist until the Yuanhui disaster comes. If you haven't taken me away by then, my certain death will become your certain death.
situation."
Gong Nanfeng didn't say a word, his pupils released twelve kinds of brilliance at the same time, illuminating the sea of divine energy into twelve colors.
An unprecedented power of fate enveloped Zhang Ruochen's soul body and mental body, making him completely unable to move, as if he was under the pressure of heaven and earth.
He could only struggle between heaven and earth.
Gong Nanfeng approached Zhang Ruochen's soul body step by step, his eyes becoming more and more determined and confident, full of desire for the future.
"Wow!"
Just when he stepped within eighteen feet of Zhang Ruochen, he felt a sense of restraint under his feet, as if he was trapped in a swamp.
Gong Nanfeng looked down and realized that Zhang Ruochen had already prepared a formation here. The formation was activated by the nine-color ancestral spirit, and the formation inscriptions were like vines, wrapping around his legs.
Just as he was breaking through the formation, Zhang Ruochen's spirit body broke free from its restraints and retreated rapidly.
"Where can you go?"
Gong Nanfeng's legs flashed with virtual and real power, and flew out from the nine-color array. The five fingers turned into five long rivers, containing five different powers of life, misfortune, fierceness, anger, and reality.
"Bang!"
The five fingers hit the Dao Soul Platform, sending the ninety-nine-foot-tall altar flying.
Zhang Ruochen's soul body hit the Dao Soul Platform first and merged into it.
Countless Taoist secret patterns and patterns appeared on the surface of the Tao Soul Platform that was hit, and its brilliance surged, absorbing the regular divine patterns in Zhang Ruochen's Xuan Fei.
Gong Nanfeng knew very well that Zhang Ruochen's soul body was hiding in the Dao Soul Platform to delay time.
Moreover, Zhang Ruochen expected that Gong Nanfeng would not dare to go all out. Once he went all out, although there was a chance to break the Dao Soul Platform, it would also destroy Zhang Ruochen's Xuan Fei and even his physical body.
So what other meaning does he have for seizing the body?
Zhang Ruochen could fight tooth and nail in this fight, but Gong Nanfeng had to be careful, just like peeling off the shell of a raw egg, but not damaging its inner membrane.
He is replacing the shell of the egg, not tearing it into pieces.
At this moment, outside the Xuan Fei, above the sea of bones.
Thick and dark clouds of calamity came from all directions and converged on Zhang Ruochen's head.
Thunder and lightning flashed in the clouds, like luminous dragons flying back and forth, making a deafening roar.
The Yuanhui disaster is coming!
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The white-haired skeleton who had just arrived at the Bone Temple suddenly changed his eyes. He looked towards the end of the sky and said: "No, he caused the Yuanhui disaster in advance and Zhang Ruochen is in danger!"
Of course Taoist Black and White knew who "he" was referring to, and a bit of joy arose in his heart.
Since Mingzu seized the body in advance, he doesn't have to face such a terrifying enemy. At least, he doesn't have to face it now.
But when he thought of the curse on his body, his face immediately fell. He said nervously: "What should we do now? Is it still too late for us to rush over now?"
"There's enough time!"
The white-haired skeleton said again: "If the seizure of the body fails, you will have time to collect his body. Hum, once the seizure of the body begins, the remnant soul of the Ming Ancestor must have entered Zhang Ruochen's body, and even the half ancestor's death will be in vain."
"Oh, oh, oh, he's not following common sense. He might bring about my Yuanhui disaster in advance."
The white-haired skeleton was too lazy to talk nonsense with the black and white Taoist priests, and flew towards the Ten Thousand Bones Cave in a hurry, intending to hide underneath to avoid the feeling of the Yuanhui disaster.
"Collect his body for him!"
The black and white Taoist's eyes lit up.
Then, it turned into a black and white divine light and flew towards the direction of the calamity cloud.
…
The seventy-two-pin lotus was dressed in white Buddhist robes, with a green lotus mark between the eyebrows, holding a string of rosary beads, and walked out of a corpse temple, looking up at the tribulation clouds rushing in the sky.
In this corpse temple, although everyone wears Buddhist robes, kneels down to worship the Buddha, and recites Buddhist scriptures, they are all covered in rotting flesh and look hideous.
A Buddhist cultivator wearing cassocks was chased out of the pagoda. His face was filled with rotten flesh and white bones, but he had kind eyes and eyebrows. He bowed to the seventy-two-pin lotus and said, "Master, are you leaving?"
The Seventy-Two-Pin Lotus nodded, took out a volume of ancient scriptures, handed it to him, and said: "If you have a Buddha in your heart, you will naturally become a Buddha. Don't care what others think of you, you should stick to your original intention!"
"Thank you for your advice, Master."
The Buddhist cultivator held the ancient sutra in both hands.
"I have a question. I wonder if you can answer this question? I have a boat that is three inches long and two inches wide. I don't know whether I should ferry people or myself?"
A deep voice came from outside the temple.
I saw, among the fallen leaves in the cold wind, the God of Raging Sky walking in white clothes, tall and majestic, not angry but majestic.
The Seventy-Two-Rank Lotus looked at it calmly and said, "May I ask the donor, where is your boat?"
The Buddhist cultivator from the corpse tribe wearing cassocks was also curious, where could such a small boat come from in the world?
Isn't it smaller than a palm?
The Lord Nutian put his right hand on his heart and said: "This is here!"
The Seventy-Two Pin Lian said: "To save others, one must first save oneself, and to save oneself, one must first save one's heart. If Heaven does not save oneself, one must save oneself."
"If the sky doesn't cross, people have to cross by themselves. Is this your choice?"
Lord Nutian climbed the last step of the stairs, and when he saw the familiar yet unfamiliar face on the other side, and the angry eyes, he finally softened and said: "After all these years, you should at least go home and take a look at the starry sky.
No matter how far it is, no matter how many roads there are, no matter how strong the hatred and murderous intentions are, Baiyi Valley has always been there, and I have always been there. However, no one has returned for a million years, and only the empty tombs are dedicated every year."
The God of Angry Sky said: "My boat has been hacked by your swords and axes and is riddled with holes. How can I cross it on my own?"