It took one hundred and thirty years for the Dark Lord to reunite the Cauldron of Origin.
The starry sky was too vast, and the Cauldron of Origin was completely dispersed by the energy of Zhang Ruochen's self-explosion and turned into particles of origin. The Dark Lord relied on his ancestor-level cultivation and the swallowing attribute contained in the darkness itself to do it so quickly.
If it were any other ancestor, even if it could be re-condensed, it would definitely take ten times more time.
Of course, the Cauldron of Origin is so mysterious that it can re-consolidate itself even without human intervention. But the time it takes may be millions or tens of millions of years.
More than 600 years ago, Zhang Ruochen found the Dark Lord hiding in the void world.
"The other black hand is in my hand! If you get it, the Lord's combat power will definitely reach a higher level." Zhang Ruochen stood in the void, his figure looming.
The Dark Lord stood on the top of the Star Cliff, like a cosmic giant, exuding the mist of chaos, and said: "This is not something difficult to guess! Tell me, what do you want?"
"I want to negotiate a deal with the Lord," Zhang Ruochen said.
The Dark Lord released the energy of darkness, ignoring the virtual power of the void world, and engulfed Zhang Ruochen, saying: "Why should I make a deal with you? I have at least ten ways to take the black hand back from you. Zhang Ruochen, you know
Are you talking to an ancestor? Are you afraid of dying here if you come here in person?"
Zhang Ruochen was indifferent, but he said shockingly: "I have no intention of living!"
The Dark Lord became interested and said: "A person like you doesn't want to live anymore?"
"It's not that I don't want to live anymore, it's that the immortal will not let me live until the day I become the ancestor. I am just his chess piece. Once used, I will be destroyed as soon as possible." Zhang Ruochen said.
The Dark Lord said: "This is the truth!"
"Life is wonderful, but my future is doomed to be gloomy. None of my relatives, friends, confidants, or elders will be spared. I want to find a way out for them!" Zhang Ruochen said.
The Dark Lord said: "I'm afraid this will be difficult!"
"It is difficult, but it is not impossible. If I die, they will have a way to live. This life will be very bumpy and will be full of blood and tears, but compared with the pain of endless despair, it will be better after all." Zhang Ruochen
road.
"Die for your relatives and followers. If others say this, I don't believe it at all. If you, Zhang Ruochen, say it, I can believe it one or two points. But only one or two points!" said the Dark Lord.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It is impossible to win the trust of a being like you. However, I set up this game at the cost of my life, and the Lord must be involved, so even if the hope is slim, I still want to
Come."
The Dark Lord said: "How do you want to die? What plot are you planning?"
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were gloomy and he said: "The fundamental reason why I have lost confidence in the future is that I don't know who the immortal is."
"How can the chess pieces know who the chess player is?" the Dark Lord said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "If my most important chess piece dies, the chess players will definitely be in chaos, and there will definitely be flaws. This is the only way I can counterattack! I am going to do something extremely dangerous, maybe
The immortal can be found, and the price...is death."
The Dark Lord finally became more serious and said: "I have to admit that what you said makes sense."
Zhang Ruochen looked at him extremely seriously and said: "With the black hand in my hand, the Lord's combat power will indeed increase greatly, and he may even be stronger than the Eternal Prime. However, he still has no chance of winning against the immortal!"
"Besides, you don't even know who the Immortals are, and you don't know whether they are secretly leading the various events in the universe. If you are not careful, you may become their pawn, used, manipulated, and calculated.
Finally killed."
"But if the Lord knew the identity of the Immortal in advance, he wouldn't be so passive!"
"So you think you are helping me?" the Dark Lord said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Isn't it? If there is one person in this world who can fight against the immortal, it will not be anyone else, it must be you, the lord. I had a chance, but...hey, the immortal will not give
My chance to prove the ancestor of Taoism!"
The Dark Lord did not deny Zhang Ruochen's words and said: "Tell me about a trading method?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "I will help the Lord to find out the identity of the Immortal, and I will also return the black hand to the Lord. However, the Lord has to do two things for me! The first one, if I die, please ask the Lord for help.
Protect the sword world."
"This is not a big deal! I agree!" the Dark Lord said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The second thing is, if I die, please seize the Earth Cauldron and give it to Master Can Deng."
"What does this mean?" the Dark Lord asked.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Master Can Deng is the most promising being in the entire sword world to break through and become the ancestor. The origin of the Earth Cauldron will be of great use to him."
"In that case, why don't you give him the Earth Cauldron now? Then go and die?" the Dark Lord said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Because the Earth Cauldron may be able to help me survive. If I bring it with me, I will die from a narrow chance of death. If I don't bring it with me, I will die from ten to ten times."
"Haha, it turns out you are not that fearless!" the Dark Lord said.
Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly: "Who would want to die if it was not a last resort? If Entropy Yao had not exploded and there was no time left for me to survive, how could I have risked my life? Lord, your laughter is so disrespectful to me. You don't believe me.
What did you say just now?"
The Dark Lord was very direct and said: "If you die in front of my eyes, I will believe it."
"Then please remember the two things you promised, Lord." Zhang Ruochen said.
"Don't worry, I am the ancestor, and I won't go against my will for such a trivial matter." The Dark Lord said in the tone of a superior: "Give me your black hand!"
"Does your Lord think I am stupid?"
Zhang Ruochen said coldly: "When the Lord hands over the Earth Cauldron to Master Can Deng, he will naturally be able to get a black hand."
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The Dark Lord stood in the starry sky, holding the earth cauldron in his palm, recalling the meeting with Zhang Ruochen in his mind, and carefully analyzing every word he said.
The appearance of the reunited tripod has not changed, but the pictures and text on the tripod have undergone great changes.
The former earth tripod was engraved with witch inscriptions, the mountains and rivers geography of the prehistoric world, and the ancient witch god with a human body and a snake's tail.
On the earth cauldron now, there is a figure of Zhang Ruochen, which is very weak and cannot be compared with the ancient witch god with human body and snake tail.
Of course the Dark Lord knew that when he condensed the earth cauldron, he also condensed Zhang Ruochen's spiritual substance back.
The particles of spiritual matter and the particles of the cauldron of origin are fused together and cannot be separated.
But he has already investigated and found that it only contains particles of spiritual material, and does not contain any soul, spiritual thoughts, or rules of Taoism. It is like the sand that a person turns into after many years after his death.
"Is this Zhang Ruochen's true purpose? Is he not dead?"
The Dark Lord shook his head.
Not to mention Zhang Ruochen, even if he was once immortal, once his soul, spiritual thoughts, and Tao rules are destroyed, he will be dead.
When their cultivation has reached this stage, the physical body is no longer that important. Even if it is completely destroyed, as long as there is enough time, it can be cultivated again.
If there was enough time, the Dark Lord would not care so much about the black hand hidden by Zhang Ruochen.
Unfortunately, a lot of calamity is imminent and time is running out.
Not to mention the physical body, even if the divine source is destroyed, there are still ways to think of, but the combat power will only be reduced.
The Dark Lord looked at the Earth Cauldron in his hand, stared at the faint figure of Zhang Ruochen on the cauldron, and said: "Who doesn't want the Earth Cauldron? Am I also in your plan for this round?"
"Wow!"
The Dark Lord seemed to turn into liquid water and disappeared into the darkness.
A moment later, he crossed the distant starry sky and arrived at the edge of the star field where Zhang Ruochen self-destructed, landing on a planet that was rejuvenated with life.
One hundred and thirty years ago, this place experienced a catastrophe, and more than half of the humans on the planet died.
However, only one hundred and thirty years have passed, and the number of humans on this planet has doubled compared to its peak, making it even more prosperous.
Just because a monk came to the planet and built a temple.
"Temple of Heaven and Earth!"
The Dark Lord was shrouded in a black robe with gold patterns. He stood under two leafy banyan trees and looked at the temple in front of him that was full of incense.
In the temple, there are only two stone tablets "Heaven" and "Earth".
"You only worship heaven and earth, are you so arrogant?" the Dark Lord said.
"There are many crazy people in this world, and they look at the common people with drunken eyes. Donor, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
A young monk walked out of the incense smoke. His Buddhist robes were washed gray and covered with patches. He was holding a horn-skin pouch and a wine bag in his hand, looking drunk.
The Dark Lord didn't take him seriously at first, but after a quick glance, he immediately noticed something unusual and said with a smile: "It's hard to change the original appearance of the human world. It's interesting! Take me to see Can Deng."
The young monk leads the way.
"What do you call it?" the Dark Lord asked.
"The Dharma name is mortal."
The young monk burped and said, "What do you call me?"
"You do not know who I am?"
"Why should I know who you are?"
"Can't you feel fear in your heart?"
The Dark Lord believes that even if he does not release any breath, he can scare many gods to their knees with just one silhouette and one look.
This is the power that the ancestor should have!
Fanchen looked back at him, shook his head, and said: "How can there be any fear in the world? The worst thing is death. Is death scary?"
"Isn't it scary?"
"Is it scary?"
"..."
The Dark Lord didn't want to argue with a drunkard again. He even felt that he was ridiculous and shouldn't have even asked the first question.
In a Zen room, the Dark Lord met Master Candeng.
Master Candeng sat cross-legged facing the door, with a piano placed on his legs. After seeing the Dark Lord, he smiled and said: "Lord, please!"
The hand points to the grass futon opposite.
The Dark Lord was completely uninterested and did not even enter the meditation room, saying: "Is that the reason?"
Master Can Deng shook his head and said: "No!"
"Then what do you mean by sitting with your piano in hand?" the Dark Lord said.
Master Candeng said: "I originally wanted to use it to pretend to be Qin Qin, so that the Lord would be afraid. However, after seeing the Lord, the poor monk will know that he has deceived you."
"You are so sincere, I can't even kill you!" the Dark Lord said.
Master Can Deng said: "Kill me? Seize that black hand?"
The Dark Lord was also very sincere and said: "That's right! Because I don't want to hand over the Earth Cauldron to you."
Master Can Deng pondered for a moment and said, "Di Chen said, you promised him."
"You and people like him should take the word promise very seriously. But, here, these two words are not as important as the earth tripod." The Dark Lord said.
"That's only reasonable!"
Master Candeng nodded and asked, "Can the Dark Lord sense that black hand?"
The Dark Lord stared into Master Candeng's eyes.
This is not a simple stare!
The gaze of the ancestor is enough to penetrate into the soul and heart, and reveal the deep memories of the monks.
Master Can Deng looked at him, calmly and indifferently, and said: "So the Lord doesn't know where the black hand is at all, right? I can assure you that if you take action today, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will not be able to do anything."
Don't even think of finding it."
"Really? If I suppress you, how about searching for your soul directly?"
The Dark Lord took a step forward.
"boom!"
Endless darkness swallowed up everything and rushed into the Zen room.
"If this is the case, the poor monk will take off this Buddhist robe today and discuss the Tao in detail with the Lord."
Master Candeng took off the rosary beads from his neck. Suddenly, half of the Buddha's body was dispersed, but the overwhelming momentum doubled, driving all the darkness out of the Zen room.
He has stood up, holding a square-shaped painted halberd, pointing directly at the Dark Lord outside, his eyes stern and sharp.
That momentum, that fighting spirit, seemed to be able to split the entire universe with a halberd.
Buddha is like the mantra imprisoned in him and the scabbard of the sharp blade.
Without the Buddha, he would be invincible and unstoppable.
"The vast universe is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I underestimate you! No wonder Zhang Ruochen asked you to collect the Earth Cauldron!" The Dark Lord looked thoughtful, then restrained his dark energy and took out the Earth Cauldron.
The Dark Lord said: "Zhang Ruochen is a man of great promise, how can I fail him?"
Monk Fanchen took the Earth Cauldron from the hands of the Dark Lord.
"Where's the Black Hand?"
Master Candeng said: "No hurry, sir, can you listen to the poor monk play a piece of music?"
"Wow!"
As the piano sounded, thousands of Buddhist lamps flew out of Master Candeng's body and floated in the Tiandi Temple.
The Dark Lord frowned and looked at where Fanchen was standing just now, only to find that the monk had left the Temple of Heaven and Earth and disappeared on the planet.
The Dark Lord was not interested in listening to the music and asked, "Is Zhang Ruochen still alive?"
"If he is still alive, will the Lord regret handing over the Earth Cauldron?" Master Candeng asked.
The Dark Lord walked into the meditation room step by step, sat on the futon facing Master Can Deng, and said: "It doesn't matter, with you here, it will be difficult for me to chase that monk. Since I left it to you, I will not regret it."
.Besides..."
"Perhaps no one will believe it, but I actually somewhat hope that Zhang Ruochen is still alive."
"What do you mean?" Master Can Deng asked.
The Lord of Darkness said: "Compared to the Ancestor of the Underworld and the God Realm, Zhang Ruochen is actually quite good. As long as he is not an enemy, he is a harmless person. Therefore, I am quite looking forward to the day when he can break through
The ancestor of the Realm, competing with the Ancestor of the Underworld and the God Realm. Show me your black hand, how long will the master stay here?"
Calling him "Master" is a recognition of Can Deng's strength.