The two figures walked forward on divine steps, moving across space in the star field.
"This time, I still have to thank you. Fortunately, you returned to the ancient and ruined city to see Tianmu and asked for the divine decree. With this divine decree, the man from Tiannan Life and Death Ruins will be more or less jealous and will not ask Zhang Ruochen again.
Take action."
Xiao Hei saw that Gu Shejing ignored him, so he added: "But I am very puzzled. Tian Lao has already announced the divine decree. Why doesn't he come forward in person and rush to Tiannan? Isn't this a greater deterrent?"
?Furthermore, Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation has been abolished and his life or death is uncertain. Heavenly Mother only gave him the status of a divine envoy, so why not rush to save him and help him restore his cultivation?”
Gu Shejing stopped, stared coldly, and said, "You also know that Zhang Ruochen's life or death is uncertain? In that case, why are you following me? Shouldn't you rush to find him?"
Xiaohei's eyes rolled around and he said: "He and I only have a very subtle connection. You have absorbed his soul power and can't sense his position. How can I sense it? You don't even know he is there."
Where and how to find it?”
"Tianmu cannot leave the ancient and ruined city! I only told you this secret. If it is known to outsiders, it must be you who spread it." Then, Gu Shejing said again: "Don't follow me, we are not familiar with each other.
"
Xiao Hei continued to catch up, got close, and said with a smile: "We can't sense Zhang Ruochen's position, but the Golden Burial White Tiger can, so I am not worried about his safety."
After following the star field for another period, Gu Shejing finally couldn't bear it anymore, stopped again, stared at it, and said: "I want to go back to Luozu Yunshan Realm to report something, how about we say goodbye?"
"What a coincidence, I am also going to Luozu Yunshan Realm."
"Why are you going to Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm?"
"Why do you care about this?"
Gu Shejing's eyelids rolled up and she said: "I am the Tiangemu of Luozu Yunshan Realm. It is up to me to decide whether you can enter Luozu Yunshan Realm."
"Okay, Tiangemu, I went to Luozu Yunshan Realm to visit Mu Lingxi. If this girl knows that something unexpected happened to Zhang Ruochen, she will easily do stupid things, so I have to calm her down."
Looking at Gu Shejing's questioning eyes, Xiao Hei quickly added, "To be honest, Mu Lingxi is the goddaughter of this emperor. If you don't believe it, you can ask Zhang Ruochen."
Xiaohei had already obtained the Xingtian jar from the Wuqing Sect, and he and Chi Yao soldiers divided into two groups. One went to find Zhang Ruochen, and the other went to Luozu Yunshan Realm to rescue Chi Xingtian.
Gu Shejing sneered: "Mu Lingxi is your goddaughter? Where is Zhang Ruochen?"
"As the emperor, I am the son of a god. I am over 100,000 years old and have experience that you cannot compare with, right? When Zhang Ruochen was still young, he really wanted to call me godfather. However, he later became stronger in cultivation.
, The wings are stiff, so they are neither big nor small, but a little rebellious." Xiao Hei said seriously, with a bit of melancholy and sigh.
Gu Shejing snorted, turned into a red divine light, and flew away through the air.
"Don't go, wait for me."
Xiao Hei chased after him.
…
The universe is filled with stars and the space is infinitely vast.
A great sage among the gods once calculated the number of stars in the underworld galaxy and came up with a rough number, which is close to one trillion.
A star can form a small galaxy. (In the solar system, the estimated number of asteroids exceeds one million, and there are hundreds of millions of small celestial bodies.)
This means that there are a trillion small galaxies in the Huangquan Galaxy.
Not to mention one trillion small galaxies, even one ten thousandth of the star field of the Huangquan Galaxy is so vast that it is difficult for the gods to directly cross it. They must use star roads, wormholes, and interstellar space teleportation arrays.
If the divine mind of the deity has locked onto a person, it is naturally not difficult to find this person.
However, if this person breaks away from the lock of the God Lord, it will be like finding a needle in a haystack, and it will be difficult to find him in such a vast star field.
In a dilapidated temple, a stunning Zen girl wearing Vulcan armor placed a headless body on a stone platform covered with dust and cobwebs.
Along the way, there were too many gods chasing after her, and she had no time to help Zhang Ruochen refine the powerful death energy that invaded his body.
However, fortunately, Zhang Ruochen has strong vitality and the fire of life has not been extinguished.
This place was the training ground of a saint many years ago, but it was so abandoned that it has long been turned into a ruins.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa..."
The wonderful Zen girl fired thirty-two formation flags, turned into thirty-two yellow lights and flew out, creating a large number of inscriptions. She arranged formations in this ruins, and then returned to the ruined palace.
With a pair of clear eyes, she looked at the body lying on the stone platform wrapped in thick death energy, and said: "You Zhang Ruochen are really amazing. You have attracted people like Qing Zu to take action personally. This is god-level treatment. I will treat you like a god."
Treat it as the heavens of the future. However, why was your fire of life not extinguished when it was eroded by such a terrifying death energy?"
Qing Zu takes action, even if just a wisp of death energy enters the body, it is extremely difficult for the older gods to resolve.
Zhang Ruochen is just a new god. It is really a miracle that he can survive to this day.
The wonderful Zen girl discovered that a white light was flashing on Zhang Ruochen's chest.
"It seems that the Buddhist supreme treasure, the Great Arhat White Pearl, withstood the energy of death, and the Buddha's relics protected your body, so you survived. Everything is caused by cause and effect. If you hadn't given me the Mani Pearl, how could I have given it to you?
Big Arhat Bai Zhu? If you hadn't given me the Vulcan Armor and given me the means to hide my identity, I wouldn't have been able to save you. Causes and consequences, grudges and entanglements, when we make the choice to resolve grudges,
It’s already doomed.”
A pair of snow-white slender hands of a wonderful Zen girl were placed above Zhang Ruochen's body, activating the power of the Arahant's white beads.
"Wow!"
The Arahant's white beads radiated brightly, purifying the death energy that shrouded Zhang Ruochen.
Only a spirit of the level of the Wonderful Zen Girl and a Buddhist treasure of the level of the Arahant White Pearl can purify such a powerful death energy.
I don't know how long it has passed.
The death energy dissipated, the spirit energy in the body of the wonderful Zen girl was greatly consumed, and the white and pretty face showed a look of sweat and flushing.
Without the suppression of death energy, Zhang Ruochen's smashed head slowly grew back. However, his eyes were closed tightly and he did not wake up.
His face was pale and sickly.
A delicate little hand of the wonderful Zen girl touched Zhang Ruochen's chest. It was very full, his heart was beating, his heart was not broken, and it contained powerful fluctuations in spiritual power.
Why didn't you wake up?
"Huh!"
The wonderful Zen girl noticed something, and took off Zhang Ruochen's robe, revealing the "Sixth Patriarch's Zen Picture" wrapped around him.
She pulled out the "Zen Pictures of the Sixth Patriarch" bit by bit, laid it flat on the ground, and looked at it carefully.
Gradually, a hint of shame and annoyance appeared on her fair and jade-white face, and she said, "So this is the Sixth Patriarch. Damn it, even I have been deceived by you!"
Thinking of how she had been frightened to the ground by the power of the Sixth Patriarch in the broken divine sea of Yunqing Ancient Buddha, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She felt that Zhang Ruochen must have laughed at her at that time.
Unable to bear it, she clenched her fists.
"No! Buddhist practitioners should be as calm as water. Why are my mood swings getting bigger and bigger now? Not as peaceful as before at all?" The wonderful Zen girl realized that this was not a good thing, and there was something wrong with her own state of mind.
She calmed down her emotions, calmed her mind, rolled up "The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Release of Zen" and placed it next to Zhang Ruochen.
Outside.
"This is it! Zhang Ruochen's aura is inside, but this place is shrouded in a clever formation. It's not easy to break in."
"I'll break the formation."
The wonderful Zen girl looked outside the saint's ruins and saw the figures of the Golden Buried White Tiger and Chi Yao.
She glanced at Zhang Ruochen again and sighed: "Forget it, I can only help you this far. I hope you won't be knocked down by this blow. You can cultivate your mental strength and still be proud of the world in the future."
Chi Yao took out the divine sword and was about to forcefully break the formation.
But, suddenly, the dense formation inscriptions disappeared, the gray space in front of him gradually became clear, and the remaining walls, broken columns, and ancient palaces in the ruins appeared one by one.
A ray of flaming divine light flew across the sky.
When Chi Yao and the Golden Buried White Tiger entered the ruins, the wonderful Zen girl had already left the star field and quickly moved away.
…
Zhang Ruochen appeared in a splendid palace, decorated with red walls and red tiles, glazed lampstands, bronze lions and iron horses, and jade butterflies and silver flowers.
very familiar……
correct!
It is the imperial palace of the Shengming Central Empire.
"Why am I here?"
When Zhang Ruochen was puzzled, he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, full of bitterness: "Holy Monk, isn't there any other way?"
Zhang Ruochen looked for a voice and saw a middle-aged man with a tall figure and an elegant face, probably in his fifties.
He is Qing Emperor, Chi Yao’s father.
Zhang Ruochen woke up from a dream and looked around. Only then did he realize that in the main hall, there were not only Qing Emperor and Ming Emperor, but also standing next to him was the young Chi Yao, who was only in her teens and was wearing a tight-fitting white military uniform.
In the center of the main hall, there stood a sacred figure radiating Buddha light, exactly like the holy monk Xumi.
"How could this happen? I was obviously going through the divine tribulation. No, I had obviously already passed through the divine tribulation and was building the tenth level of the universe. I was attacked by a terrifyingly powerful force... Why did I come here all of a sudden?"
Zhang Ruochen was shocked and thought to himself: "Could it be that he was reborn 1,800 years ago and returned to the time when he was sixteen years old?"
Soon, Zhang Ruochen realized that his idea was wrong.
Because although he was standing in the main hall, he had no control over his body and could only watch and listen passively.
Saint Monk Xumi said: "If there is any other way, why should the poor monk place his hope on two children in their teens? This is not the calamity of the Kunlun world, but the calamity of the entire world. Only by cultivating the great power of the Immovable King
Only by respecting the completed "Mingwang Sutra" can we have a chance of survival. Of course, we will not force them and leave the choice to them."
Emperor Qing and Emperor Ming looked at Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao.
"Yao Yao and I have discussed that we are willing to practice the "Ming King Sutra". Although we don't know how powerful the enemy is, no matter how difficult it will be in the future, we will definitely go through it together, not for anything else but to fight for the front line.
Live and strive for a future." Zhang Ruochen looked very young, with a hint of immaturity, but his words were sonorous and firm.
Zhang Ruochen's consciousness was like a bystander, he could only watch his sixteen-year-old self say these words.
"Don't make a decision in a hurry. You must first know what it means to practice the "Ming King Sutra" completely. It means that in the future, we will not be able to join hands, but we must be separated."
Immediately afterwards, Saint Monk Xumi described the cruelty of practicing the "Ming King Sutra".