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Chapter 137 Eight Hundred Years

In the land of Hanxia, ​​at the extreme end of the East China Sea, the sky here is gray, as if covered with a thin veil. Occasionally, dark red thunder will flash through, illuminating the desolate land below that is eroded by chaos and darkness.

The pitted earth gave off a muddy feeling that had swallowed up countless blood and flesh. Most of the plants growing in it were gray in color, with a bony texture and a sense of withering. While they were unusually strong, they also had obvious twisted postures.

If you look around and pay a little attention, you can see scattered white bones from the roots of the vegetation. Most of them are entangled by tree roots, becoming a source of nutrition for their unusually strong growth. If you look closely, you will find that the epidermis of all plants

The lines on it can form patterns similar to the faces of distorted creatures, giving those who stay here a strong sense of psychological oppression.

"Ahem..."

In a mostly collapsed cave, a Taoist priest was sitting on a large bluestone. Wisps of spiritual light rose above his head, turning into a wisp of cloud light in the void, holding a slowly blooming flower.

The rotating green lotus, the sapphire-made lotus petals rotate with the lotus, opening and closing erratically, and from time to time it extracts strands of gray and black breath from the surroundings to consume and transform.

"The two instruments of heaven and earth, yin and yang, interact with each other, and the green lotus flower can save people from suffering and overcome adversity..."

The Taoist silently made secrets and cast spells, using the surrounding turbid and evil spirits as the basis, and using the unsullied characteristics of the green lotus to condense dewdrops on the lotus petals, and drip down bit by bit on the jade plate in front of him.

After a while, the Taoist opened his eyes and looked at the slightly clear water in front of him. He couldn't help but look happy. But soon he found that the clear light on the edge of the nectar of the pure water was dimming. He hurriedly picked up the jade plate and drank a piece of the nectar in it.

After drinking it all, as the clear light rotated on the surface of his body, bits of dust fell from his body.

The Taoist slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at the jade plate stained with dust, his eyes a little complicated.

As a monk who has practiced in Hanxia for many years, he has long since reached the realm of fasting by eating wind and drinking dew. However, in this extreme world, he still has to supplement his consumption by consuming nectar to ensure his own needs.

In the final analysis, today's boundary between heaven and earth has long been affected by outer chaos. Even after being filtered through layers of filters, the remaining vitality is already filled with the characteristics of Yin evil and turbidity. It can only be absorbed through attenuation and transformation.

"The method taught by True Lord Miluo Jade Emperor of the Ninth Rank Personality can stabilize my body, and the method taught by True Lord Miluo Jade Emperor can condense nectar. If it is just a simple guard, it is not difficult to persist, but..."

The Taoist raised his head and looked outside the cave. There were already layers of dark spells spreading at the entrance of the cave, and they quickly spread inward. The clear light surged from the Taoist's body, directly breaking through the cave, and he saw the earth above this moment.

, has been affected by countless spells, and the dark, twisted, depraved, and terrifying music of praise resounded throughout the world.

This song of praise is dark and ethereal, sacred and decadent, and there are many mixed and chaotic sounds in the orderly tune. It is like one or two tone-deaf beings among the thousands of musicians singing in unison, which is irrelevant to the public.

It's critical, but for keen people it destroys the overall harmony.

"Are you here again? But it doesn't matter. Han Xia and I will not lose..."

The Taoist stood in the void, breathing deeply, and the clear light around his body changed, and green lotus flowers fell on top of the mantra. The flowers bloomed and fell, the lotus withered, and the fresh air grew, interrupting the spread of the mantra.

At the same time, golden light circulated between the Taoist's five fingers, and densely packed small golden spells appeared in the palm of his hand, with a faint flash of thunder.

This move naturally stimulated the source of the spell. As a series of mixed sounds sounded, a large piece of thick gray-black mist rose from the edge of the earth and spread towards the Taoist. The faces of many twisted monsters were struggling in it.

After seeing the Taoist, he rushed towards him.

"The evildoer shall die!"

The Taoist who had been prepared for a long time had a golden light in his eyes. He raised his hand and struck down a bolt of lightning. The lightning, like a silver flying snake, tore holes in the air and hit the smoke hard. Then the Taoist opened his mouth and said,

A wisp of golden energy came out of the lungs, turned into sword light and penetrated the smoke. Then it twisted back and forth, and the twisted monsters were smashed into pieces. After stirring back and forth, the breath disappeared into nothing.

At the same time, in a place dozens of miles west of the Taoist, a young knight wearing silver-white chainmail couldn't help but look in the direction of the Taoist and whispered: "Hanxia's thunder method seems to have a sword.

Guang? It looks like you don’t have to worry about that for the time being."

After saying that, the knight looked in front of him.

Those were former colleagues surrounded by wisps of gray-black aura, now death knights eroded by chaos.

"Alud..."

The knight's eyes dimmed slightly, and he clenched the warhammer in his hand, feeling a little resentment towards himself in his heart. If not for his earlier hesitation, Alud would not have ended up like this.

'I should have known that the chaotic energy outside the world is extremely polluting. Even the slightest trace can distort everything. If I had purified Alud's body early, he would not...'

The knight's heart was filled with distracting thoughts, but the death knight opposite did not have those thoughts. However, this knight did not launch an attack. Instead, he knelt down in the direction of the western land, stretched out his hand and tapped his chest left and right, up and down, and his soul vibrated his vocal cords.

: "Holy, holy, may your light shine through the world as it shines through heaven..."

The holy flame ignited from the death knight's body, igniting it and turning it into a torch. Before disappearing completely, he tapped the knight's eyebrows, leaving a blessing, then looked to the side, lowered his head to express gratitude, and then turned into a torch.

Gone as ashes.

The knight who woke up looked at the spell burned by the holy light at his feet, and immediately knew that he had been bewitched by the spell before. Seeing his old friend with only ashes left, he hurriedly put the ashes away, briefly purified them, and sealed them in the corresponding place.

In the small box, he took a deep breath and looked in another direction.

What the knight didn't know was that not far away, three Taoists together were struggling to maintain a compass.

The breaths of Fu, Lu, and Longevity rotated. With the injection of the power of the three people, brilliance appeared on the surface of the compass, spreading to the surroundings and turning into layers of huge haloes. There were dense mantras inside, praising the names of the gods of Suibu.

Continuously attract the power of the [Tai Shang Zhi Sui Ming Tianjun] from the nine-level personality system to stabilize the order of the surrounding land, and at the same time attract some holy souls to return to the Western Continent.

Similar situations are happening every moment on the border between heaven and earth. At the same time, monks from the four continents headed by Han Xia are constantly pouring into the four directions. Their efforts have greatly stabilized the peace and internal order of heaven and earth.

The purity of vitality.

In particular, the place where Milo practices and where the cross of the Western Continent stands, as the source of the falling light of the Great Luo sky, has a clear vitality that is enough for ordinary mortals to enjoy eternal life, and gradually undergo changes such as sanctification, transformation into gods and humans, and so on.

It's a pity that most of these changes are towards the principles of the Holy See and Milo rather than towards the principles of Daluotian. Otherwise, Milo would have captured mortals from all over the world by his side, drawing the light of Daluotian to wash their bodies day and night.

Acupoints, limbs and bones.

But now, this is also the largest production place of magic weapons in the entire Hanxia. Zhenjun Du'e has opened a large lotus pond here and planted thousands of green lotuses to ensure that every monk who goes to the boundary of heaven and earth can get it.

A green lotus protects

For this reason, True Lord Kudu'e has not made any progress in his cultivation in the past hundred years. Today, this True Lord suddenly found Milo.

Wearing a simple robe, Zhenjun Jidu'e bowed slightly to Miluo and said: "Fellow Taoist, my Taoist fruit has been completely recorded and analyzed by the Miluo treasure scroll, and my insights have also been integrated into your Haotian.

In the pagoda. Now, I have also guarded the border on the day I left."

Milo's expression changed slightly, his pupils shrank slightly like a mortal in the past, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he was unable to speak after all.

Zhenjun Zhenku Du'e smiled and said: "You don't need to worry about the issue of green lotus offerings from various places. That little guy Zhaoyin has learned well in this regard. He cooperates with the other newly promoted Xianzhen to maintain the stability of the lotus pond and give birth to it."

Enough green lotuses. Besides, if there is a problem, you who have mastered my Dao Fruit can fix one or two and improve one or two."

After hearing this, Milo couldn't help but speak and muttered in a low voice: "True Lord..."

"How can you, the Great True Monarch, who has now begun to grasp the final source of our world and the world, and we, the leader of the five true monarchs, continue to show this attitude? Eight hundred years ago, the emperor went to Chaos, held up the heaven and earth, and was guarded by Shenwu and Fumo.

One side. During this period, the two of them studied your nine-grade personality system and transferred all the Tao Fruits into your hands four hundred years ago."

"Two hundred years ago, the pillars of light in the four directions dimmed for the first time. Shenwu and his three armies stopped the first wave of chaos, and his body collapsed outside the sky. Thanks to Fu Mo, he fought to the death to save his origin. But seventy years ago, Fu Mo was unable to survive alone, and it was also dangerous.

He died in the chaos, but the emperor favored him and saved his life. Now the border is becoming more and more turbid, the light pillars that seal the four poles are crumbling, and the divine power and demon subduing have not yet fully recovered. A true king must go there, and the propaganda still needs help

You record the list of all things and analyze the Tao, fruit and power of the emperor and others, so naturally it is my turn to go."

"My fellow Taoist, this is wrong. I should say that you and I will go together."

Wenxuan Zhenjun came to Milo with a volume of illustrations in his hand and said with a smile: "This thing records the names of all the living beings in the world, the basis of the operation of all Taoism and laws, and the laws of all geographical and hydrological changes. I have done what I can do."

Extremely, I can only rely on you to complete the follow-up work. As for helping to analyze the Dao Fruit of the Emperor and others, the level of your mastery is no longer comparable to mine. I can't help much if I stay, so I might as well do something.

Something more meaningful.”

After saying that, True Lord Wenxuan smiled at True Lord Du'e and said, "In the past, the four of us respected each other in the world, and now we should advance and retreat together. Fellow Taoist, please don't leave me alone by learning martial arts and subduing demons!"

Hearing this, True Lord Du'e was silent for a while and said, "You have a chance!"

"No! No! No! The four of us don't have the chance to ascend to the Great Luotian and become the real attendant of a certain Dao Lord. On the contrary, those younger generations who have not yet attained the Dao and have not yet achieved the fruits of the Dao have some opportunities.

.As for things like ascending to the Great Luotian and surviving alone, forget it. What I want is not to live alone in the world. Forget it, if I continue nagging it will be endless, I will take the first step..."

With that said, True Lord Wenxuan waved his hand to Milo, and walked towards the boundary of heaven and earth with his feet stepping on the spiritual light. Seeing this, True Lord Du'e also gave birth to green lotuses under his feet and followed closely.

Only Miluo was left holding the catalog and looking at the two people's retreating figures. At the same time, he looked at the Miluo Treasure Scroll. Compared with eight hundred years ago, there were many more names on it, especially those from origin.

The number of unique names given to someone has increased hundreds of times.

Each of these names symbolizes the fall of a proud man of heaven, and many of them are Milo's old friends, old friends, and even teachers. Milo just glanced at it briefly and saw [Miao Youxian]

The True Wine Immortal Mr. Lu Changchun], [The Bihua Cave is really wonderful and immortal·Zhao Changhua], [The Eight Elements of the Jade Cave are wonderful and immortal·Mo Yang], [Tai Qing Kong Ming Miao is immortal and true·Yun Changkong], [Baiwei

Eat Immortals as You Want·Yang Yu】,【Tai Xuan Qimiao Beichen Xian Zhen·Tzuyu】,【Bodhi Prajna Zen Master·Sizhengfaming】,【Weaving Splendid Sword Immortal·Qingxuan】,【Xuanhu Yaowang Yingwei Medical Immortal·

Li Qing], [Taiwei Xuanyuan Zifu Immortal True·Jade Wei Zi Ni Lin], [Eastern Pole Qingyang Taihua Shen Yue Mansion Lord], [The Great Sage of Conquering Demons·The Great Obscene Suppressing Prison Ming King·Shifang Subduing Demon True

King], [Vajra King Bodhisattva·Shenwu Blessing True King]...

"Now, I'm afraid there will be two more names on it."

Milo looked at the two two second-grade figures on the treasure scroll, [Pure Light Glaze Bodhisattva, True Lord of Suffering and Suffering] and [Manjusri Huiguang Bodhisattva, True Lord Wen Xuanyi], which were formed with the perfect integration of Tao and Fruit.

Name, eyes couldn't help but close slightly.

Milo suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, continued to gather the power brought by many names, and analyzed the Tao fruits left by several seniors bit by bit.

But at this moment, Milo's emotions are obviously unable to perfectly control the changes in his aura. With the analysis of the Dao Fruit, Milo's mana and aura are eroding the surrounding vitality and light little by little, and thousands of continuous waves are generated around the Haotian Tower.

In the blue clouds, there are wisps of purple mist among the light blue clouds.

When some of the monks practicing around the area saw this scene, they all perceived it from afar, chanted Milo's name, and breathed into the glow.

Yang Fei, who was sitting in the lotus pond, couldn't help but change his expression when he saw this: "What happened? The Jade Emperor's mood is so turbulent?"

Divine Monarch Hehe Zhaoyin, who has been baptized by Daluo Tiantian's light and realized the realm of refining the virtual union two hundred years ago, knows far more than Yang Fei. He closed his eyes slightly and said: "It's just that fellow Taoist Milo sent away another one.

Just old friends."

"Send off an old friend? Has anyone left again? Speaking of which, there should not be many people who can travel with the Jade Emperor..."

When Yang Fei heard this, she didn't know how to speak for a moment. She couldn't help but glance at the wooden ring on her wrist and recalled Yu Weizi.

If you think about it carefully, this fool who followed the Shaoqing faction to the border of heaven and earth to suppress one party early on, and finally turned into a fusang tree to protect the whole place, now he doesn't even have ashes left.

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