Chapter 11 Descendants of the Eighth Generation (1)
Dugu Baitian left the Moon God Palace and flew out of the underground palace with a hint of disappointment.
Three years is a long time or a short time.
Gathering up his lost feelings, he took off and flew high into the sky.
There are too many things waiting for him to do on the other side. He must attack the other side. However, the future war is no longer his alone. All the ancient martial saints in Tianyu Continent will participate in this unprecedented war. The ancient saints
Most of them are aware of the dangers on the other side and have personally witnessed their suppression of Tianyu Continent for tens of thousands of years.
The most important thing in the remaining time is to unite all the masters who can unite to fight against the impact from the other side.
Of course, among the peerless masters in Tianyu Continent, it is not ruled out that some people have ulterior motives and are very likely to be potential cancers, such as the person behind the fake patrol messenger, who is serving the other side.
Dugu Baitian flew over the mountains and arrived at a mountain range in the Qingfeng Empire. On the way, he was thinking while flying.
The experiences of this life reappeared in his mind like an electric shock. He had grievances with so many people, but now it seems that those so-called grievances mean nothing? Now the most important thing is to deal with the other side, which is the target of his fight.
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Among the mountains, he stopped and stood on a high peak. His powerful spiritual consciousness sent out eight spiritual thoughts, which were transmitted to eight mysterious places in eight directions. Each place hid a majestic power.
Just now he remembered that his eighth descendant had taken in eight disciples during his nine reincarnations, and each of them had learned all the magical skills from that life.
He had watched them become saints with his own eyes, so he expected that the cultivation of these eight disciples must have reached the pinnacle by now. It is assumed that each one of them already possesses unpredictable powers.
Since Dugu Baitian merged the skills of the previous eight lives in the Valley of Immortality, he sensed the hiding place of the eight disciples. Most of them were still sleeping.
When the eight paths of consciousness spread to eight different mysterious places, these people were all shocked. Those who were not sleeping immediately sensed a familiar breath. Those who were sleeping were about to wake up and feel the call.
Tian Mo was the first one to receive the stream of consciousness. He said excitedly: "Master..." Then he soared into the sky from Tian Mo Valley and flew towards the Qingfeng Empire.
The snow-capped Luotian Palace on Luotian Peak is located on the main peak. The martial arts of this sect originated from the Luotian Cave on the main peak. Over the thousands of years, only the five people who have truly been able to enter the Luotian Cave and learn the full set of Luotian Techniques were the first to enter.
The people in the cave naturally became the founders of the sect.
But who knew that the founder of the sect was being threatened and guarded here for thousands of years while he was learning the unique art of Luotian Jue?
What he was guarding was just a huge key. When a young man came here and took the key, he was freed and left the ancient cave that he had not left for thousands of years.
Of course, that young man was Dugu Baitian. After Dugu Baitian got the key, the Patriarch rushed out of here immediately. After he got free, he didn't go far but lived in seclusion in the back mountains and lived a pure life.
However, today his peaceful life was broken. The snow-covered back mountain suddenly began to shake violently, as if it might collapse at any time.
The founder of the Luotian Palace was extremely shocked. With his advanced cultivation, he had noticed that this was definitely not a natural phenomenon. It seemed that someone was trying to push down the snowy peak of the back mountain. He was surprised and flew up to the sky to look at the snowy peak below. It was as he expected.
That way.
After an earth-shattering noise, the top of the snow peak shattered into pieces and rolled down the mountain with a "rumbling" sound. A figure rushed out from the heart of the mountain. This person was dressed in snow-white clothes, with white beard, white eyebrows, and white skin like a snowman.
With a long laugh, the founder of the Luotian Sect heard a voice that he would never forget in his life: "Hey kid, my good disciple, you are so filial. You actually came here to welcome me as my master out of seclusion, haha..."
"Old guy, you... you're not dead yet..." The founder of Luotian Palace was angry and afraid that this voice was the old monster who had threatened him to stay in Luotian Cave to guard the strange key.
In his eyes, that old monster is just an old gangster. The old bastard does everything and doesn't have any sense of seniority, but to threaten and intimidate him, a junior, is simply shameless.
Of course, although he was very angry, he was still somewhat grateful to this old monster who looked like a snowman. After all, he had enabled him to learn a set of impressive magical skills that allowed him to live forever. However, he still felt a little suffocated when he thought of his methods.
"My good disciple, although you are self-taught, it is undeniable that everything you see is carved by me in Luotian Cave. You should be more polite to me after all, why don't you show your respect to me as a master as soon as possible."
"Old gangster, old bastard, strictly speaking, you are indeed my master, but you are so abominable." Although the founder of Luotian Palace was angry, he still respectfully kowtowed three times to the weirdo in the air.
"Haha, that's right. Good disciple, wait for me to come back. I'm going to see your master now." The weirdo said and flew away quickly.
The Wang family of the Xinming Empire is the most famous martial arts family in the country. The Xiaotian sword technique is famous all over the world. It is said to be the incomplete technique of the ancient martial arts Xiaotian Jue. But even this incomplete technique makes Wang Jiawei powerful and powerful all over the world.
There are many experts in the entire family.
The one with the highest qualifications among the younger generation is Wang Xifeng. Wang Xifeng was lucky enough to see the last few moves of Dugu Baitian and Yuye Wuwu using Xiaotian Sword Technique in the western prairie of Qingfeng Empire. Since his return, he has locked himself in
Over the past few months, he had spent all day studying the swordsmanship that Dugu Baitian had performed at home, and he had gradually understood the profound meaning of the sword.
Just when he was practicing swordsmanship in the backyard today, he suddenly heard a strange sound. The ancient well in the courtyard actually made a "rumbling" sound, and then an old man in blue and white clothes rushed out of the well.
He opened his mouth in surprise because the old man was floating quietly in the air and looking at him. This was the legendary power of the saint. He felt like he was in a dream, but he soon woke up and quickly knelt down on the ground.
The old man looked at him with a smile and said: "You are a good boy. I paid attention to you when you were very young. I wanted to teach you some skills when you were thirty, but now it is too late to take this away."
As he spoke, the old man shook his hands and threw him a broken ancient book. On the cover of the ancient book were three ancient Chinese characters: Xiao Tian Jue.
Wang Xifeng was so excited that he almost fainted. He held up the ancient book with trembling hands. He didn't expect to get this legendary ancient miracle.
"Thank you, senior disciple. I will study hard and not let senior down."
The old man smiled slightly and said: "Speaking of which, your ancestors and I have some connections, so the descendants who had been taking care of him later casually passed on some skills to them. Unexpectedly, they actually became famous. The stories in this book
The content is enough for you to learn for a lifetime. This is a peerless technique for becoming a saint. However, whether you can truly become a saint in the end depends on you. In the future, there will be an earth-shattering battle between saints with unskilled skills like yours.
I hope that after you learn the skills well in the future, you can really make a difference in the martial arts world in the future so that the martial arts world affected by the war can maintain its integrity."
Wang Xifeng kowtowed several times respectfully and said loudly: "Senior, don't worry, I will not disappoint you." However, when he raised his head, the old man's figure had been lost in the sky.
The descendants of Aotian, the descendants of Destroying Tian, the descendants of Jingtian, the descendants of Zhantian, and the descendants of Luantian also took action one after another. The eight great descendants and eight streaks of devilish energy went straight into the sky.
The masters on Tianyu Continent exclaimed: "The eight demons came out together!"
"The terrifying Eight Warriors Saints!"
"The eight powerful men once had a glorious past, and each of them once broke into the other side..."
"The ancient prophecy says that the eight demons will appear in the world and the nine demons will gather in the world and the ten demons will appear in the world!"
"Eight Demons! Where is the Ninth Demon? Where is the Tenth Demon?"
Dugu Baitian stood quietly on the mountain peak. At this moment, he was no longer trying to hide his power. The powerful aura filled the entire mountain range. Frightened birds and beasts rushed to the end. The mountain forest where he was was quiet. He was like a statue.
Like a demon, he stood proudly on the top of the mountain and looked down coldly.
The demon was the first one to arrive, and the monstrous demonic flames were already pouring in. He knelt down in the void with tears in his eyes and said: "Master... you have finally completed the nine heaven-defying turns!"
Dugu Baitian said softly: "Can't you change your name?"
The demon said in a trembling voice: "Father... I wrongly blamed you."
Dugu Baitian sighed: "I'm sorry for your mother and you. If I hadn't been eager to reincarnate and practice Nine Transformations, those bastards on the other side would never have dared to find your mother. As a result, she almost lost her soul and had to suffer and be reincarnated in this world. I
I know you suffered a lot in those years, but I'm sorry that your father is an irresponsible person."
"Father, please stop talking. Who could have thought that something like that would happen later? If you could have predicted that my mother and I would be in trouble, you would never have left us. I only hate myself for why my mother suffered so much in such a useless way.
The suffering.”
Dugu Baitian said: "When you were captured by them on the other side, it was Zhou Bochong who rescued you, right?"
"Yes, he rescued me. After I came out, I practiced hard for a thousand years, went to the other side again, caused chaos there, and founded the Demon Cult after I came back..."
"Haha... As expected of my son, he was able to break into the other side alone and escape unharmed."
"Because I haven't met the top players."
"Don't belittle yourself. You have done very well and have reached the level I was at back then."
The demon showed a solemn look on his face and said: "When I broke into the other shore, I successfully killed many masters at first. But I am ashamed to say that I was scared away in the end..."
"Oh, who is that?" Dugu Baitian also had a solemn look on his face. The demon's skill has reached a level that is hard to look up to, and is on par with when he was reincarnated. With such skill, even if he cannot defeat others, he will not be scared.
But he had that kind of feeling that could tell that the person's strength was terrifying to the point of being appalling.
The demon said: "He is a powerful warrior who has never been seen before. He seems to be still in a deep sleep, but the breath he emits makes me feel deeply uneasy. It is difficult for me to have even a trace of fighting spirit in my heart. I am in a deep sleep here."
The powerful existence in the world was frightened away. After I came back, I began to retreat in the bronze statue of the Demon in the Heavenly Demon Valley and fell into a deep sleep for tens of thousands of years."