A small flame was floating in the River Styx. It was rolling along with the dark water of the River Styx, but it was blocked by a circle of fire and could not move forward for a while.
"Is that the Patriarch Taixu..." Wu Jie stood by the river, staring at the weak-looking flame. He couldn't tell that it was the one that once so powerful that the demons dared not look directly at Qingyang Mountain.
The most powerful man in the world.
"There are many people in our sect who practice the Fire Dharma, but since the time of Patriarch Honggu, there are only three of you who take this as the fundamental method and are successful in it." Elder Chen Shi smiled slightly and said, "Honggu
The Patriarch attained enlightenment and ascended, and you are still alive, so naturally the one in this River of Styx can only be the Patriarch Taixu."
Wu Jie nodded, suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but laugh: "In the past, when my disciples performed the Fire Department Dharma during the performance of the Three Religions, a Xuanmen senior immediately exclaimed that I was the reincarnation of Patriarch Taixu. That's it.
Until now, there are still many people who hold this view. Now that the real Patriarch Taixu is about to reincarnate, this view will probably disappear."
"I'm afraid I have to wrong you a little." Elder Chen pondered for a moment, "The reincarnation of Patriarch Taixu is just a mortal with relatively good qualifications. It will probably take until he enters the realm of returning elixirs before he can regain his former glory... You
Just be the reincarnation of Patriarch Taixu for a while. At least wait until he condenses into true essence."
Of course Wu Jie had no objection, so the matter was settled.
After a while, the spell set around the soul of Patriarch Taixu was completed, and Elder Chen removed the obstruction and let the flame flow along the Styx River to the mysterious place of reincarnation.
Human monks have no ability to disturb reincarnation, but they can set up a tracking spell when the soul is about to be reincarnated. In this way, as long as the soul's reincarnation is completed, the caster can use this spell to find the place of reincarnation.
This spell is not easy. Not only does it require the cultivation of five or six levels of Huandan, but it also requires the relationship between life and death, "reincarnation" and the like. Otherwise, this spell cannot block the power of reincarnation.
, collapsed directly when reincarnated.
Of course, Qingyang Temple has this spell, but not every generation has people who can cast this spell. On Qingyang Mountain today, from the 23rd to the 27th generation, among the nearly 200 people in the five generations, there are only one who can cast this spell.
There is only one elder Chen.
Elder Chen is the twenty-fourth generation disciple and is now more than 700 years old. He is in good health and has a high level of cultivation. He will definitely have no problem living for another three to four hundred years. But maybe it won’t take three or four hundred years for him to step into the
Returning to the realm of the eighth level of elixir, to meet the heavenly tribulation, and take the last step as a monk in the human world... I wonder if any of the younger disciples will be able to take over his work at that time? If not, who will lead the reincarnation of our seniors?
Work has to be temporarily interrupted...
Wu Jie was secretly worried in his heart, but did not say it out loud. He followed Elder Chen and walked swiftly on the banks of the Styx River, escorting the soul of Patriarch Taixu all the way away.
After walking for a while, he suddenly felt something in his heart, stopped, turned around and looked towards the source of the River Styx.
A stream of sword energy rose from the source of the River Styx. Although it was very weak, it was full of a shuddering smell, as if everything in the world was shattered in front of it and could not stop it for a moment.
"Huh?" Elder Chen also noticed this sword energy and raised his eyebrows, "I will continue to escort Grandmaster Taixu. You go and see what happens."
Wu Jie nodded, and his figure turned into a ray of fire, shuttled through the dim netherworld, and flew to the source of the River Styx in a blink of an eye.
When he arrived, he saw that Sun Wu looked nervous and was guarding the bank of the Styx River, stopping Han De.
Han De stood there leisurely and contentedly, his figure condensed and undisturbed, even showing a sense of freshness. Although he only had a soul, he felt like a body of flesh and blood. He was not far away from Changsun Wu. If Changsun Wu was
If Sun Wu took action now, he would be able to hit him immediately. But he had no intention of being wary of Chang Sun Wu, and his eyes were not even on Chang Sun Wu.
His sight completely fell on the floating sword light in the River Styx.
Although Han De didn't seem to care about him, Changsun Wu looked extremely nervous. He stared at Han De tightly, not even daring to blink. If he was not a soul at this moment, he would have been sweating profusely.
Wu Jie's heart trembled, and he came to Changsun Wu to face Han De together.
"I'm not here to take action against you." Han De turned a blind eye to Changsun Wu, but his eyes lingered on Wu Jie for a moment, "If I were to take action, you would already be dead."
Changsun Wu took a deep breath, but did not utter a word to refute.
Although he had participated in the last Star Reaching Battle, he had never fought against Hande. Now that he had faced it in person, he understood just how strong this guy was.
Han De didn't deliberately target him, but just standing there, the heavy pressure forced him to almost lose control, either roaring and rushing forward to fight to the death, or screaming and running away.
But he knew that both choices were wrong.
If you rush forward, there will be no "life or death", and you will only die; if you run away, Han De may not bother to chase him, but his fighting spirit will collapse and he may never dare to face him again in his lifetime.
Because there is no possibility of progress...
So he must persist, and he can only persist.
Wu Jie's arrival greatly relieved his pressure, allowing him to finally persevere when he was about to collapse.
The moment the pressure eased, he felt dizzy and barely managed to hold on for a while. Finally, he fell over, his figure gradually disappeared, and he returned to the human world unable to hold on.
"We're the only ones left, so it's easier to talk." Wu Jie looked at Han De without giving up, "Are you planning to reincarnate as a senior?"
"No, I just came to take a look." Han De said calmly and lightly.
"After he is reincarnated, it may not take long for him to regain his cultivation level."
"That's better." The corner of Han De's mouth raised slightly, "I used him as my imaginary enemy and trained hard for hundreds of years. In the end, he died... If I can fight him again, my life will not be in vain."
Wu Jie also smiled: "Then you won't be disappointed."
"Yes...but before that, I want to remind you one thing." Han De's eyes retracted from the sword energy that was gradually drifting away, and fell on Wu Jie's face, "The Nine-turn Golden Pill is the one that wins the victory."
Regarding the creation of heaven and earth, although Jiuzhou is huge, it cannot accommodate two Nine-turn Golden Pills. Therefore, if you want to become a pill, you must pass my test.
This statement confirmed Wu Jie's previous guess, and he immediately took a breath of cold air.
"How long have you been achieving the Golden Elixir?"
"A few hundred years, I'm too lazy to calculate the exact time."
"Then why has it always been so secretive? Over the past few hundred years, the righteous way and the demonic sect have fought so many times.
"Because it's not necessary." Han De smiled and said with some interest, "If you can become an elixir in the future, you will understand that for us, the monks in the world are really not opponents who can cheer us up.
"It's like a chef trying to get him interested in eating one more bowl of rice, but the batter soup from a street vendor won't do."
"You are so proud." Wu Jie sneered, "If you don't grow up, you will end up in ashes. The Nine Transformations Golden Pill is only a little closer to immortality, why do you think so highly of yourself?"
Han De shook his head and sighed: "Maybe in your opinion, the Nine-turn Golden Pill is nothing. But in this world, the Nine-turn Golden Pill is the pinnacle, and it is far superior to all living beings."
"Forget it, let's wait until the abandoned swordsman reappears in the world before we talk about this matter." His figure gradually blurred, "Wu Jie, whether you believe it or not, I don't actually want to kill you. So, you have to take care of yourself."
Wu Jie stood there in silence for a long time.
"Master, you can't listen to him," Jasmine hurriedly advised. "The success of elixir depends on opportunity. When the opportunity comes, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, you can't flinch - after missing an opportunity, few people can wait until the next one."
"Second chance"
"Yes, I understand."
"He said that there is no room for two Nine-turn Golden Pills in the Jiuzhou world, so at worst you can become a pill in the Heavenly Book world." Du Xin also advised, "His words may seem kind, but they actually hide evil intentions. If you are serious
If you entertain the idea of compromise, you are cutting off your own path forward."
Wu Jie nodded and took a deep breath.
If you want to cultivate immortality, want to live forever, want to continuously climb to higher realms, and even surpass the supreme god in your previous life... then you cannot back down when it comes to the issue of Taoist heart.
Immortality is inherently difficult. I don't know how many people have put in countless efforts and taken countless risks, but all they want is a glimmer of opportunity. No matter how strong Han De is, Wu Jie cannot give up just because of his words.
If Han De wants to stop himself no matter what, then let's let our strength speak for itself.
