When a saint comes out, there should be visions of heaven and earth, but unfortunately within the Emperor's Formation of Deceiving Heaven, there is no need to think about these things.
Moreover, Patriarch Wu Ge's condition was not good. An invincible saint with a holy body was actually covered with age spots. How could he be like this unless his life span was about to expire?
"Master, your body?" Wang Xu hesitated, his eyes filled with surprise.
Ancestor Wu Ge disagreed and replied calmly: "The Holy Life is one hundred thousand, and I have lived for ninety-nine thousand eight hundred and sixty-four years. If you hadn't brought this elixir, my fate would have been different."
It is the desperate fight when the road to becoming an emperor begins after endless years, or the ultimate sublimation when the Holy Land is in crisis."
The law of immortality in the Tianwu world is incomplete, and the lifespan of monks is not even one-tenth of that in other worlds.
Although Patriarch Tiange is powerful, his body has reached its end. Unless he lives a second life, he can only enter reincarnation.
"Master" Wang Xu took out the elixir and handed it to Patriarch Tiange.
Ancestor Tiange smiled happily, twisted off the small fruit from the Immortal Grass, drank it and closed his eyes to rest.
One second, two seconds
Every second is a year, and time goes backwards instead of forwards, as if it is flowing backwards in the body of Patriarch Tiange.
After one day and one night, Ancestor Tiange slowly opened his eyes.
At this time, he looked to be in his forties, and his body was full of elegance, especially his strong vitality, which made him look like a furnace.
"Master, you have become younger!" Wang Xu has been guarding the Dharma at his side. The first time Patriarch Wu Ge woke up, he sensed it.
"If you add another hundred thousand yuan to your life, you won't be able to stay young even if you don't want to."
Ancestor Wu Ge seemed to be in a good mood. He looked Wang Xu up and down, nodded and said, "Let's go to the First Demon Palace. I will tell the world that I will accept you as my disciple."
"Yes, master."
Wang Xu looked respectful. Why was he putting so much effort into it? It was not to pave the way for his own growth.
Now that the seeds have been planted, it's time to bear fruit.
DONG DONG DONG!!
The bells rang one after another, echoing on Shimo Mountain.
Upon hearing the bell, all the elders put down what they were doing and flew towards the First Demon Palace.
The Shimo Palace is a symbol of the power of the Shimo Sect. Even if you are the owner of the Holy Land, you are not allowed to open it unless there is a major event.
Today, the Temple of the First Demon was opened, and even the Holy Master of the First Demon, as the leader, could only stand aside respectfully and gave up the throne to a middle-aged man in his forties.
"Who is this?"
Seeing Ancestor Wu Ge, all the elders looked at each other, but no one could recognize him.
After all, the portrait of Patriarch Wu Ge is too old. The Patriarch Wu Ge who lived in the second life only looks middle-aged. How can these descendants recognize him?
Faced with everyone's doubts, Patriarch Wu Ge did not explain, so Holy Lord Shimo could only wink wildly to prevent some blind beast from colliding with the Patriarch.
In fact, the Holy Lord of the First Demon is overthinking. None of the elders present are human beings. Even if they can't tell, they can guess a little bit.
In particular, Wang Xu, who was standing next to Patriarch Wu Ge, almost caused a commotion in the Holy Land of the First Demon in the past few days.
Everyone knows that this disciple named Wang Xu rejected the plan of the Holy Master of the First Demon to accept a disciple, and wanted to use the elixir to invite the ancestor to come out of seclusion.
Even if they could not recognize the current appearance of Ancestor Wu Ge, the elders suddenly thought that there was probably no one else besides the ancestors in the forbidden area who could make the Holy Lord of the First Demon so respectful.
"Have we almost arrived?" Looking at the thousands of elders in the hall, Patriarch Wu Ge asked in a calm tone.
"That's almost it. Except for those who can't come in seclusion, and the elders who haven't returned home yet, all the elders of our Shimo Sect are here." The Holy Master of Shimo Sect looked respectful and stood beside him like a servant.
He couldn't help but be disrespectful. There was a huge difference between the status of the fifth level and the sixth level. What's more, the status of Wu Ge Patriarch was also the top among the sixth level saints.
In addition, Patriarch Wu Ge may not be able to succeed in his second life and achieve the status of quasi-emperor, so the status difference between the two parties becomes even greater.
"I am Wu Ge. You should have heard of me. If you don't know anything, just ask the people around you."
Ancestor Wu Ge said calmly, "I called you here today to announce two things. First, from today on, Wang Xu will be the new Holy Son of the Holy Land of the First Demon. Second, I will personally take over the throne today."
Disciple, accept Wang Xu as your true disciple."
boom!!
As soon as these words came out, everyone present went crazy.
The Holy Land of the First Demon is the overlord of the Eastern Territory and the position of the Holy Son cannot be like here, waiting for Wang Xu to come and sit in vain.
Therefore, there is a Holy Son in the Holy Land of the First Demon. This Holy Son is the son of a peak master, and he is also the direct descendant of the Holy Lord of the First Demon.
Patriarch Wu Ge said it simply, but the meaning behind his words was no less than a bolt from the blue.
Over the years, I don’t know how many elders have invested in the Holy Son.
In a word, if you say it is abolished, it will be abolished. Not to mention the entanglement of interests, it is difficult to accept it even in your heart.
"Old Ancestor, the Holy Son has neither fault nor fault. He has been fighting diligently these years, with no merit but hard work. Are you afraid that the disciples will be dissatisfied if he abolishes the establishment so rashly?"
The Holy Son is like a prince. There have been princelings since ancient times. Of course, the Holy Son is also surrounded by a group of people who try to support the Holy Son to ascend the throne of the Holy Lord.
The elder who spoke was an out-and-out member of the Son of God. He had invested so much in the Son of God over the years.
Once the Holy Son sits on the throne of the Holy Lord, he is at least a peak master. If the Holy Son changes someone, he will be in vain.
"Is there anything else you want to say? Everyone can speak freely."
Ancestor Wu Ge looked around, as if he was very democratic.
Encouraged by Patriarch Wu Ge, one after another members of the Holy Son party stood up eagerly. Every word from you and me seemed to arouse public outrage and cause the Holy Land of the First Demon to collapse.
"Seventy-three, are there any more?" Ancestor Wu Ge looked calmly at the elders in the hall.
Elders, look at me and I look at you. Although some of them are members of the Holy Son Party, their status is relatively marginal.
These seventy-three elders are die-hard supporters of the Son, and many of them are even married to the Son.
"It seems that the Holy Land of the First Demon has been peaceful for so long that you have forgotten what the right to object is." The smile on Patriarch Wu Ge's face faded, and his cold, emotionless eyes caught everyone's attention.
My heart felt cold.
"die!"
He stretched out his hand a little, and the seventy-three elders who had just spoken out against him exploded and died at the same time.
Seeing Patriarch Wu Ge brazenly taking action and risking his life, all the elders present realized that the person sitting above him was not the Holy Master who had the same cultivation level as them and could only argue with them, but the one who had decided with one word.
Ancestors of life and death.
"Ancestor, calm down." The elders present knelt down one after another. At this moment, they had never been so awake.
"The order is given. From today on, Wang Xu is the Holy Son of the Holy Land of the First Demon, and his status is equal to that of the Peak Master. There must be no mistake." Ancestor Wu Ge behaved calmly, as if he had killed seventy-three elders.
It was like squeezing a few bedbugs to death.
This is also true. Saints are the core of a holy place.
Although there is only one level difference between the emperor and the saint, judging from the inherent development situation, among the thousands of fifth-level emperors present, there is no hope of being promoted to a saint.
If this were not the case, the huge Holy Land of the First Demon, known as the leader of the Eastern Region, would not only have more than twenty saints.
Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for a saint to emerge from a holy land in a hundred thousand years.
Now in the Age of Dharma Ending, it is even rarer for a saint to emerge in a million years. The entire Tianwu World has not seen a new saint for hundreds of thousands of years.
Under such circumstances, if a fifth-level Holy Emperor cannot become the foundation, no matter how much he dies, it will not matter.
In the eyes of a true saint, if he is not a saint, he is just an ant after all. What's more, Patriarch Wu Ge is not an ordinary saint, so how can he let the ants provoke him.
"Former Holy Son, send me down to guard the mines and never come back for the rest of your life. As for you, please disperse and go back to practice hard. Those who are not saints should not even think about certain thoughts."
Ancestor Wu Ge waved his hand and called everyone over. He wanted Wang Xu to recognize them.
To him, the so-called invincible emperor is nothing more than self-promotion.
If he is really invincible, why has no one been promoted to a saint in hundreds of thousands of years?
You must know that in a world of great strife, only those in the realm of saints are qualified to participate.
If you don't reach this level, you are just a weed on the imperial road. If you don't do it well, you will be trampled to death.
"Disciple, I have lived my second life as my master, and I have gained new insights into certain things. I need to retreat for a period of time to digest the Tao Fruit. During this period, you should stay with the Holy Master first, and wait for my master to come out of seclusion.
I'm guiding you in your practice." After taking care of the things around him, Patriarch Wu Ge turned to look at Wang Xu.
Wang Xu was stunned at first, and then he was happy: "Master!"
Ancestor Wu Ge did not speak, but nodded inconspicuously.
As an invincible saint, although Patriarch Wu Ge has never competed for the throne, he is still an invincible being at the ninth level of the saint realm.
Before, I was old and physically weak, with a strong mind but insufficient strength. It was difficult to achieve the quasi-emperor with my body at the end of my life.
Now that he has lived his second life, Patriarch Wu Ge feels that he can try something. Even if heaven does not allow anyone to become an emperor, a pseudo-emperor like a quasi-emperor still has some aspirations.