Volume 42, Five Chapters of the Wooden Ruler, Chapter 1, Li Jiuya
"Lord, what is the identity of this Taoist Lord in white? Why should we fight to the death with him at all costs?" One of the descendants of the Lord Emperors below couldn't help but said. These descendants of the Sith tribe still don't know.
What does 'a Dao Lord who masters the eternal ultimate way' mean to the Sith tribe.
Because the Sith tribe did not dare to talk too much to these descendants.
After all, the descendants are the native beings of this chaotic universe. Strictly speaking, they are not the same as them, so many situations are very vague. Because of the vagueness, these descendants feel that it is inexplicable to fight to the death, and it is not worth it!
"Yes, Master, we thought it was easy to kill this Taoist Lord in white before. But those exiles in the prison world all had two precious primary treasures of destruction, but they were still defeated in the end. This Taoist Lord was too
It has become stronger. And apart from the three ancestral halls, we no longer have any better treasures than the previous fortresses and formations! And the three ancestral halls are immovable. If we try to do it, we will be at a disadvantage, and I am afraid many dominating emperors will die.
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"If it's not necessary, we can banish him to the prison world, and wait until his true spirit is completely disintegrated. Then he will die. We don't need to pay a high price."
"Why do you have to fight to the death?"
"Is it worth paying such a high price?"
The descendants of the Sith emperors all spoke one by one.
Those real Sith tribesmen were silent. They knew everything in detail behind the scenes, but they didn't dare to tell them! Because there were strict orders long ago, and there were many prohibitions on getting along with the 'descendants' to prevent the descendants from knowing.
'Truth', and separate from them.
"Is it worth it?" "Bo Wanyue", a young man in dark blue robe sitting high on the throne, said softly, "Yeah, I don't think it's worth it either."
Bo Wanyue looked down: "I've told you everything that should be told to you. But what I haven't told you... I can't tell you either! If I tell you, this is against the rules of my Sith clan, and I will also tell you the true spirit
To be consumed and die.”
"You just need to know!"
"Although our space is large, it is just a small corner of our powerful Sith clan. It is just a part of our Sith clan." Bo Wanyue pointed to the midair, and a picture appeared in the midair. It was Daojun Ji in white.
Ning's appearance, "And he is extremely important to our entire Sith clan. Eradicating him as soon as possible and devouring his soul and spirit away will be a great achievement! Sacrifice our entire space, and even sacrifice more."
.It’s all worth it.”
There was silence below.
The Descendants also knew that they were only a small part of the vast Sith race.
"Those who disobey orders, our entire space will be punished and destroyed. All of you, including me, will be executed." Bo Wanyue's voice was cold, and the dominant emperors below also felt the invisible pressure. Yes, holding them
The thought of retreat is a dead end.
"There is no retreat."
"Only kill."
"Kill him, everyone will have great achievements."
"If I didn't kill him... everyone would have to die! If you want to blame, just blame this Taoist Lord in white for coming to our hometown." Bo Wanyue said. "Now everyone listens to my order."
None of the ruling emperors had any complaints.
The real Sith know very well that they cannot retreat, and the descendants of the Sith also know that retreat will lead to death.
"Chong Bichu." Bo Wanyue said.
The man standing in front of him was quite burly, about ten feet tall, with curly hair and four eyes. He stepped forward and said respectfully: "Your Majesty."
"Chong Bichu, it's war time now. Our hometown is risking everything to fight against this Taoist Lord in white. You also have experience in controlling the ancestral palace in the past. So from now on, you will control the Ice Kingdom's ancestral palace." Bo Wan
Lord Moon ordered.
"Yes." Chong Bichu is a true Sith clan, and among this group of Sith clan, he is second only to the Lord in strength. He is also able to "perfect the heart of the Tao" and has a very high status.
"Li Jiuya." Lord Bo Wanyue looked at the other man below.
For a moment, there was a faint commotion in the hall.
Some of the real Sith people frowned, while others were calm and indifferent.
But most of the descendants were excited, because Li Jiuya was the leader of their group of descendants and was quite powerful.
"Lord." Li Jiuya also stepped forward and saluted respectfully. He had a peaceful face, black robes, and a pair of eyes that seemed to contain the endless universe of time and space.
Bo Wanyue sighed secretly when he saw this. This was a descendant he admired very much. He was the son of his good friend. He was extremely talented. He had cultivated to become a master in a very short period of time. He was very promising to become the 'Supreme'.
A descendant. The highest level of the Sith tribe pays great attention to this 'Li Jiufang'.
Unfortunately, since the ancient war, when Li Jiuya's father, another Lord, went off to fight and died, Li Jiuya seemed to have inner demons and distracting thoughts, and there was no progress in his cultivation, which made the entire Sith clan sigh with regret.
Note——
If a 'Supreme' is born among these descendants, these descendants are all native-born and can fully control the power of Tao. If there is one more 'Supreme', then it will be of great help to the Sith tribe.
In the words of the supreme leader of the Sith tribe: "After all, Li Jiuya has experienced too little. He only grew up in that space. His father's death caused him to have inner demons and distracting thoughts. He could not perfect his Taoist heart and had no hope of becoming a supreme being!"
If he had been out there working hard at the earliest stage, I'm afraid his father's death would not have had such a big impact on him. Now that the inner demons and distracting thoughts have arisen, it will be difficult to achieve the perfection of Taoism!"
Such a genius has become mediocre, but in this space, Li Jiuya is still the best among the descendants. He has reached the realm of dominance in six paths.
"From now on, Li Jiuya, you will control another ancestral palace, which also belongs to your father - the Fire Nation Ancestral Palace." Bo Wanyue said, "Your father died fighting for our Sith clan.
It is a great honor. I hope you can be as fearless as your father and get rid of the Taoist Lord in white for the Sith tribe."
"Yes." Li Jiuya remained expressionless and saluted respectfully.
"Chong Bichu, Li Jiuya, you two should quickly go to your respective ancestral palaces and quickly gain control and adapt. Once you are under control, join me... to make a final plan to deal with this Taoist Lord in white." Lord Bo Wanyue
He ordered, "As for the other dominant emperors, they are here to be dispatched."
"yes."
The densely packed lords and emperors in the hall all responded to the order.
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The three ancestral palaces are all emitting a misty white light, and the pressure is still there. One of them is more magnificent, and the other two are dimmer. After all, the other two have not been controlled by their masters for a long time, and they are all running naturally.
call.
Li Jiuya, who was dressed in black robes, flew across the sky and flew towards this towering twelve-story tower with a faint blazing aura.
Arriving in front of the tower, Li Jiuya looked up, his eyes a little blurred.
"Father." Li Jiuya whispered softly.
He still clearly remembers being brought here by his father when he was a child, playing in his father's "Guardian Tower". Those days were carefree. He was also a proud man of heaven, and he practiced cultivation smoothly. Under his father's arrangement,
He has experienced some setbacks and hardships, but his speed of practice has not slowed down at all, and he successfully became the master at a very fast speed.
"It's been a long time, and I'm here again." Li Jiuya stroked the tower, and he clearly remembered the battle.
During that ancient war, his dharma body followed his father in the expedition.
When he finally fell into a desperate situation, his father killed his Dharma body with his own hands because he did not want his Dharma body to fall into the hands of a cultivator's civilization. With the supreme method of a cultivator's civilization, when he could kill the Dharma body, he followed the cause and effect and killed his real body.
Also destroy! However, his father's destruction of his Dharmakaya had no effect on him. Dharmakaya is nothing to a master, and even if it is destroyed, it can be reborn.
But it was in that battle that my father finally died in the battle, at the hands of a cultivator named ‘Bo Lin Supreme’.
"It's the cultivator civilization again." Li Jiuya said secretly, "Am I a Sith tribe or am I a cultivator civilization?"
"Kill."
"If you can't stop me, then die."
"It's okay to kill some practitioners for my father's sake." Li Jiuya strolled in.
"Young Master."
A black puppet immediately appeared on the first floor of the majestic tower and saluted respectfully, "I have been ordered to hand over the entire protective tower to you, the young master."
"Yes." Li Jiuya nodded, immediately took over the ancestral palace, and began to arrange some plans to deal with the Taoist Lord in white based on the many methods contained in the ancestral palace.
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The first chapter is here. There will be three chapters today. The other two chapters are being written by Tomato. They will be written in one go. It is estimated that they will be updated around 2:30.
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