How can you give your enemy a chance to breathe after having a deadly feud?
The life-saving magical power of the immortal ancient clan seemed extremely fragile when faced with the fragment of the imperial weapon in Wu Junyan's body.
Executing a ray of power from the fragments of the Imperial Weapon caused Wu Junyan to consume too much.
Fortunately, Shen Jiang is dead.
"Seeking death."
Wu Junyan took away all the resources Shen Jiang carried and threw some personal belongings deep into the starry sky to prevent these strange items from causing trouble due to their tracking rules.
After finishing all this, Wu Junyan stayed away from this desolate star and went to a safe area to retreat and recuperate, and to comprehend the Taoism.
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Southern Territory, the star territory of the Imperial Palace.
Bo Lingyan, who comes from the ancient imperial clan, is dressed in black and has a cold breath.
Bo Lingyan discovered that there were many strong men in this area, who were keeping a low profile and dared not show their heads for the time being. If he offended an old guy who had been practicing for tens of thousands of years, no matter how evil he was, he would never be able to make a splash.
I spent some spirit stones and found out a lot of useful information.
"It's really the palace of Emperor Taiwei."
Bo Lingyan can confirm this.
Because every corner of the ancient palace was carved with complete imperial patterns. What shocked Bo Lingyan the most was that the ancient bronze bell hanging deep in the ancient palace was the imperial weapon of Emperor Taiwei and could not be faked.
"I heard that there are people living in the imperial palace. Could it be that they are really the bloodline of Emperor Taiwei?"
Thinking of this, Bo Lingyan was inexplicably nervous, and even had a hint of fear. In the historical books of the ancient tribe, it was never recorded that the ancient Emperor Taiwei had any heirs, let alone that they had been passed down to this day.
The Immortal Ancient Clan must also take Taiwei's bloodline seriously and not dare to underestimate it.
"It is said that because of Taiwei's bloodline, he was punished by heaven. Could it be that... that person awakened the bloodline of the Great Emperor?"
Bo Lingyan really wanted to meet and even discuss with the descendants of Emperor Taiwei.
Deep in his heart, a bold idea sometimes comes up: kill the descendants of Emperor Taiwei and refine their blood, so as to activate his own thin inheritance of the ancient emperor. Once successful, he will surely become the strongest person in the world.
Wait quietly, I believe that the descendants of Emperor Taiwei will show up.
In a certain place in the world, spiritual energy is thin, and most of the people who live in this area are mortals.
A remote town with two thatched houses built nearby.
Lu Nanxian, who was born in a Confucian family, and Huo Ranxuan, who was from the Yuqing ancient clan, lived an ordinary and simple life.
"Can't you help me?"
Huo Ranxuan was chopping firewood and couldn't use any spiritual power. Even the conjoined technique was banned by special means. She had to work entirely with a mortal body, which was very tiring.
He looked up at Lu Nanxian who was reading a book beside him. His heart was slightly unbalanced, and his voice was gentle and crisp, with a bit of coquettishness in it.
"Do your own thing."
Lu Nanxian had finished his chores early in the morning, and now it was time to read.
With a "dong" sound, Huo Ranxuan threw the rusty ax to the ground, bulging with anger, and the bell hanging on her waist swayed with the shaking of her body, making a "ding, bell, bell" sound.
"If you don't want to, you can leave."
Lu Nanxian didn't even raise his head, his tone was calm and he was used to it.
"I'm just going to take a rest, who said I have to leave."
Huo Ranxuan really wanted to give Lu Nanxian a break, but after spending this time together, she knew that the opponent's strength was unfathomable and there was no absolute certainty of victory.
This guy has no mercy at all.
He complained in his mind, relaxed for a while, bent down to pick up the ax, and continued working.
Compared with the hardships he experienced as a child, this ordinary life is nothing. The reason why Huo Ranxuan lost her temper was because she gradually became familiar with Lu Nanxian, and a gap slowly opened in her closed heart.
No more tightness.
Being immersed in the mundane life, Huo Ranxuan really felt something indescribable. It was as if she could touch it by reaching out her hand, and her body and soul could be sublimated.
They seem close at hand, but are actually far apart.
This road is not that simple.
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Dongtu, Buddhism.
The monks met again, and the matter discussed was still related to the Buddha.
"The Buddhist beads have been placed in the Demon Suppressing Tower. I believe they can suppress the demonic nature of the Buddha."
"The demons have become more and more restless recently, so be on guard."
"Send a few more eminent monks to the Demon Suppressing Tower so that the Buddha cannot have any accidents."
A crack appeared in the sealing formation of Moyuan, which had a great impact on all parts of the world.
The number of people possessed by demons has increased exponentially, and there is no stopping trend.
If this continues, the demon clan's power will become stronger and stronger and out of control.
Buddhism has sent many eminent monks to various parts of the Eastern Territory to dispel demonic thoughts and prevent powerful demons from taking the opportunity to cause trouble. However, the Eastern Territory is so vast, and the number of senior Buddhist leaders is limited, so there are still many places that cannot be taken into consideration.
The old monk is sitting in the main hall of Buddhism and cannot be moved lightly.
Once the foundation of Buddhism is lost, the entire Eastern Order will collapse.
"boom!"
Suddenly, an eminent monk rushed in from outside the temple. He had no time to salute and was in a hurry.
"Something happened to the Demon Suppression Tower!"
He strode in and reported loudly.
"What?"
All the eminent monks lost their solemn appearance and stood up one after another, looking ugly.
The old monk who was chanting sutras with his eyes closed also stopped and his eyelids trembled slightly.
After all, we still can’t escape this disaster!
After a lot of effort, the demons finally found an opportunity.
"The demon masters have been planning for a long time, and they took the opportunity to pry open a door of the Demon Suppression Tower to disturb the Buddha and make him become a demon. The latest situation is that the demon masters and several eminent monks are fighting, and the Buddha left the Demon Suppression Tower and disappeared.
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There was a rush of footsteps, "thump, thump, thump," followed by an anxious report.
After receiving the news, the eminent monk immediately went to the Demon Suppression Tower without daring to delay for a moment.
"The poor monk brought back the Buddha!"
A Zen master took over the task.
"No need." The old monk stopped his behavior and slowly opened his eyes: "This is the fate of the Buddha. No one else can interfere. Let him go!"
"Buddha is in a situation like this. If you go out alone, you will easily be misled by the demons!"
The monks were anxious and held objections.
"If a Buddhist disciple truly falls into the devil's path, I will automatically save him."
The old monk doesn't want to help Buddha, but some things are destined to be faced by oneself.
Involuntarily, the old monk thought of himself when he was young, and said with all kinds of melancholy: "Amitabha."
The abbot gave the order, and the monks had no choice but to reserve their opinions and stop intervening.
However, the Demon Suppression Tower must not be destroyed.
Many Buddhist monks left quickly, and after a chaotic battle, they finally forced the demon masters back and killed many demons.
A corner of the Demon Suppression Tower was broken, and not many demons escaped. Some eminent monks had already gone to hunt them down.
In addition, when the Buddha left, he did not take the supreme Buddha bead with him.
The beads floated in the Demon Suppression Tower, suppressing many demons, restricting their freedom and preventing them from escaping.
As for the whereabouts of the Buddha, no one knows yet.
The world is becoming increasingly unstable.
Earth-shattering things broke out in various places, and people in the world were very panicked.
The ultimate troubled times, where opportunities and dangers coexist, are coming.