Chapter 40: Poetry and Will at the Time of Departure
Tens of millions of years of management and hundreds of descendants were wiped out in the blink of an eye. The supreme and immortal king of the Mulan Grassland, King Zihua, truly became a "lonely man" at this moment.
Although he does not allow anyone to challenge his authority and does not allow anyone to stand on his own level, as an ancestor of the Mulan Grassland Horse Clan, he still has some feelings for those descendants who have made achievements.
Although he is powerful, he is alone after all. Many times, many things need others to do it for him - if nothing else, when he comes out of seclusion to announce an order, there will always be a group of descendants lying on the ground.
Long live the mountain, sing praises to him
But...it's gone, it's all gone
There are many horse tribes on the Mulan grassland, but they have not even achieved the status of Yang God, and they can only live for tens of thousands of years at best. What is the meaning to him?
As an immortal heavenly king, he would stay in seclusion for a few hundred thousand and two hundred thousand years to study the techniques and deduce the great ways. He couldn't come out of seclusion all at once and see all the faces he didn't recognize.
In that case, he might as well find a deserted place to live in seclusion.
Moreover, these descendants were not only useful to King Zihua, but most importantly, these people were the cornerstone of his "luck".
The main reason why King Zihua wanted to establish the Five Horse Dynasty was to gain luck.
The technique he practices attaches great importance to the accumulation of Qi, and can even turn the movement of Qi into supernatural powers and cultivation.
King Zihua did not do good deeds and accumulate virtue all the year round like the righteous people, and he was not able to open up his own small world, so his luck mainly came from his rule over the Mulan Grassland. As the supreme king of the Mulan Grassland,
He has the luck of this vast grassland. It is precisely because of the majestic luck accumulated over the long years of this Mulan grassland that he was able to become an immortal king with his modest temperament and qualifications.
If he is given enough years, if his scope of rule is further expanded, maybe he can use his increasing luck to further improve his cultivation.
Among all the heavens and worlds, there are gods who achieve creation by relying on the path of luck.
But...it's all gone now.
Luck is not a tree without roots or water without a source, nor can it be obtained just by conspiracy and calculation. Every bit of luck comes from real accumulation - for example, King Zihua's luck comes from
Dominance of the Mulan Grassland.
However, his rule must be implemented by relying on the Five Horse Dynasty. The Five Horse Dynasty cannot do without those true kings and true immortals.
When these True Lords and True Immortals were thrown into a pot by True Lord Daokong's "Big Thunderbolt Plan", a huge fault appeared in the rule of the Five Horse Dynasty, and the luck from the entire Mulan Grassland could no longer be passed on to Zi.
The fortunes of King Hua and even King Zihua himself are rapidly collapsing.
It's like a tree. The roots are still there and the crown is still there, but the tree is gone.
So, what will happen to this tree?
King Zihua can now clearly feel that the strong luck he has accumulated over the years is disintegrating and dissipating. Although it is not serious compared to his own accumulation, in fact, every moment he loses his luck,
Comparable to an ordinary Yang Shen Zhenxian
If this continues, no matter how strong his accumulation is, it will still be too much for him. If his luck is lost to a certain extent, he may fall directly from the immortal realm.
King Zihua was frightened and angry, struggling hard to get out of the sudden formation.
He must struggle out as soon as possible, then defeat the Dao Sect, and stabilize his luck through this great victory, in order to get out of the predicament and avoid falling into the realm.
He roared, raised his two front hooves, and stamped hard on the ground.
There was a roar, the heaven and earth shook, the wind and clouds dispersed, and the sun and moon lost their light.
But the formation only shook violently, but did not collapse.
Manager Cui groaned, and two streams of blood flowed down her nostrils. But she didn't even wipe it, she just smiled evilly, pinched her mouth and sucked the blood back.
"How can it be so easy to bleed an iron rooster?"
With this sneer, she took out several bottles of elixir in one breath, without asking whether it was a waste, and drank them all. Then her pale face turned rosy, and her somewhat unstable breath returned.
Stability was restored.
"Four-legged old thing, please stay in this earth-locking and heaven-sealing formation for a quarter of an hour."
She sneered, but King Zihua was frightened. In that blow just now, he had already used his true strength, and what he had used was the magical power of the immortal realm. It was planned that with such magical power, even a small world could
If it is directly smashed, this mere formation is of no use. It must have been a smooth break.
He walked away. If he didn't have time, he would have traced the origin of the formation and killed the person who set it up. However, he didn't expect that although his attack shook the formation, he was unable to defeat it -
—What is the origin of this formation? How can it be so strong?
But he didn't know that this formation was one of the trump cards of the branches of the Great Wilderness Chamber of Commerce. The branches of the Great Wilderness Chamber of Commerce are spread all over the Great Wilderness. Although there are only a few Gods of Creation in the Great Wilderness, there are still many Immortal Lords.
, so for
In order to ensure that the branch will not be easily attacked and plundered by a greedy king, the Dahuang Chamber of Commerce has specially refined a large formation like Ruo Yutao, but any branch that has performed well for thousands of years can get one set as a
The treasure of the mountain.
This set from the Mulan Branch has been in use for less than a century, but now it is the first time it has been put to use.
King Zihua's attack did not work. Instead, he was agitated by the power of the formation and couldn't recover for a while. At this moment, the shortcomings of his unreliable cultivation were fully revealed: relying on the technique of Qi Luck to achieve enlightenment, when the Qi Luck agitation decreased,
It will make his own realm unstable. Especially he originally relied on the luck of the entire Mulan Grassland to be able to step into the world.
Entering the realm of immortality, he is almost at the bottom among the Immortal Heavenly Lords. He has not even been able to complete the construction of his own small world. Now he has lost his luck and has been counterattacked by the large formation that has connected almost the entire Mulan Grassland.
Later, although it seemed that there was no problem for the time being, the internal situation was actually very wrong.
So he didn't bother to take action to break the formation, so he had to quickly run his exercises to try to stabilize his condition. At the same time, he raised his magic weapon to protect himself firmly.
It is very dangerous at this moment, you must protect yourself first, and then you can think about more
Ordinarily there is nothing wrong with his idea, but this must be based on one premise - will the Taoist immortals really watch him stabilize the situation and then break out of the formation, wasting this rare opportunity?
Of course it's impossible
Before the wild and unspeakable chaotic rage in Yujing's outer gate had completely subsided, Zhenjun Daokong smiled freely and said to Gou Longyuan: "Brother, is it almost time?
Gou Longyuan, who always had a face as cold as ice, nodded slightly and showed a smile: "It's just like this that you and I have been practicing all our lives, and it's finally time to bear fruit."
Both of them looked quite happy, but when the surrounding immortals heard this, they suddenly felt an unspeakable aura, as if something invisible was slowly awakening, which made them all have difficulty breathing, as if they were enduring
It's like being under tremendous pressure.
Daokong Zhenjun smiled and patted the shoulder of Kong Zhang next to him: "Old Kong, you are the most promising among the Zhenjuns in our sect to enter the realm of immortality. You are also quite calm and reliable in doing things - Yujing Sect
My future is entrusted to you."
Kong Zhang's expression suddenly changed when he heard this. Except when he learned that his son's path to enlightenment was wrong and that the Yangshen was trapped and unable to move forward, this was the first time he had lost his composure like this.
"Senior brother...what did you say?"
Daokong Zhenjun smiled, shook his head, and softly chanted: "Pursuing the road is full of ups and downs, and the encounters in life are also amazing. Let's turn the bitter water into fine wine, wash away the smoke and dust, and see the blue clouds.
Before he finished speaking, he took a step slowly and disappeared in front of everyone.
At the same time, Gou Longyuan also patted the shoulder of Zhenjun Wanzhao, the contemporary leader of the Mo Xiao Sect, smiled and nodded, then jumped up and turned into a black dragon shadow.
The dragon shadow tore through the sky in an instant, and only his always cold voice still echoed in the air.
"An old dragon lies withered at the bottom of the pond, and the sky is full of tombs. Although the spring scenery in the garden is gone, there are many flowers planted all over the ground."
The two of them walked away suddenly. The Taoist immortals looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't know what was going on.
At this moment, Master Guiquan, the head of the Sanquan Patriarch, also sighed softly and said: "The seniors have set an example, and we, the juniors, cannot shrink back.
"Exactly, Yu Jing, Mo Xiao and Wu Jiu are both called together. If you and I don't do something, wouldn't it mean that our sect's reputation has been ruined?" Master Dianquan nodded with a smile.
Master Huquan nodded solemnly and said loudly: "I'm just waiting for your order."
Guiquan Zhenren smiled and stretched out a hand: "I am in ruins and my long robe is short. Looking up at the sky is full of haze. I ask my wish in front of the statue of the Taoist Patriarch. If the great road is revived, I will be willing to die."
Master Duoquan's handsome face showed a free and easy look, and he also stretched out his hand and put it on the back of his hand: "With one hand, I hold the wind and smoke toward the moon, a little biography and history. I have seen the ups and downs, and the heroes of the past are immortals today.
."
Seeing that the two senior brothers were so powerful, Master Huquan suddenly showed a look of distress. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the back of Master Duanquan's hand, and said nonchalantly: "Junior brother, I have little talent and little knowledge, and I can't recite poems..."
The two real men Guiquan and Piouquan laughed loudly and patted his shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right. The three figures suddenly dispersed and condensed into a tall, handsome and energetic black-robed Taoist, holding a piece of three-color brilliance in his left hand.
The magic tablet, holding the Qingping Sword with cold light in his right hand, nodded slightly to the crowd and said with a smile: "I am a poor man, go away."
Before he finished speaking, he waved his sword and cut through the void, and Shi Shiran walked out.
The Taoist immortals were stunned for a long time, and suddenly they didn't know who reacted first and shouted: "They all just entered the immortal realm."
Only then did everyone come back to their senses. Some were amazed, some were happy, and some were puzzled... But most of them sighed deeply.
Everyone can see that the founders of these three sects have all used some desperate means, so they need to write poems to clarify their aspirations before taking action, and to be a footnote to their life experiences.
Once they leave, I'm afraid they won't come back again.
