Chapter 706 The Power of the Master of the Eight Views Palace
Chapter 706: The Power of the Master of Bajing Palace
In the pure land of Xuandu Cave, purple rocks stand tall, the cliffs are smooth, dragon grass grows, ginseng mushrooms sprout, unicorns lie alone under the blue stones, silver is drooping, steaming, spiritual birds are flying, and old medicines are fragrant.
On this day, within the Taiqing Holy Land, the long-established Bajing Palace suddenly appeared. The purple tiles were shining, the ancient palace was misty, and it seemed to be located outside the thirty-third sky, suddenly appearing.
A man with ordinary appearance and short stature, who looked ordinary no matter how he looked, walked out. There was a slight resemblance to the dead Yin Tianzhi between his eyes and eyebrows.
He sighed softly and stood in the Holy Land of Taiqing, standing in front of the Bajing Palace, staring at the broken mountain outside Xuandu Cave.
"Tianzhi is dead and has spoiled you rotten. I knew that you would suffer big losses sooner or later if you were so domineering, but I never thought that it would be death."
When he said this, his eyes suddenly became sharp, sweeping away the calmness just now, and like two magic lamps, they shot out two divine lights that were dozens of miles long.
At the same time, the purple energy was mighty, reaching three thousand miles into the sky. He was enveloped in the infinite purple energy, like a saint, unfathomable.
"Heaven's will is wrong, but he is my brother after all, so he cannot die in vain." His words were calm, but quite shocking. They could be heard in the wilderness, and they didn't know how many miles they spread.
On this day, Yin Tiande, the owner of Bajing Palace, came to Guan Yixian and said only one sentence, that he wanted to kill someone, and then he printed a picture and presented it.
That’s all, but it shocked everyone!
Yin Tiande, a mysterious and powerful young man, defeated the leaders of all the religions ten years ago, and no one knows his origins.
In the same year, he moved into the long-dusted Bajing Palace and became the master of Taiqing Holy Land, which shocked the world.
More than 2,000 years ago, an old Taoist priest riding a bull came across the starry sky, opened the Xuandu Cave, and built the Eight Scenery Palace, with a majestic purple energy stretching for 30,000 miles.
This place became a sacred land, and no one knew how powerful the man named Laozi was. He eventually disappeared, leaving a secret realm empty.
Many people have searched for it, but all have failed. In the end, Yin Tiande, a young leader of the generation who defeated all the leaders of the church, carried the great destiny of heaven and earth. When he passed by, he stayed in the Eight Views Palace.
Ten years have passed, and people no longer know how powerful this young man who has risen like the emperor in myths and legends is!
Now, coming out of seclusion like this, with just one statement that he wanted to kill a person, naturally attracted attention from all sides.
However, he did not come out in person, and went to retreat again. His cultivation had reached an extremely critical period, and he seemed not to want to waste any time.
However, since he has spoken like this, someone will definitely take action for him. His rise is unstoppable. There are some big forces who are friendly with him and will accomplish all this without them taking action.
Everyone knew that the young man in the scroll was in danger and would most likely be beheaded before Yin Tiande came out of seclusion.
"What a powerful aura. When he speaks a word, it moves in all directions. Is it comparable to the power of a saint?" Ye Fan had a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
A month has passed since the battle outside the territory. The ancient ship has never returned, and only a piece of copper stained with the holy blood of the human race fell to the ground.
After the First World War, the great sage of the human race, the old lunatic, never appeared again. Ye Fan looked up to the sky and lamented, knowing that it would be a bloody ending.
The old madman did not let an ancient ancestor king return and sprinkled his blood in the sky in exchange for the peace of the human race. However, it was difficult for people to see him again.
When a saint dies, long songs should be cried. However, time can smooth everything. Only one month has passed, and everything on the earth has calmed down again.
In the past month, Ye Fan has been walking on the earth, understanding the world, and exploring the Eight Views Palace in Xuandu Cave, the Holy Land of Taiqing, and finally gained a certain understanding.
During this period, he was also doing his best to refine a dried-up divine source shell, so as not to cause a big disaster in the future.
A few years ago, when he first encountered a copper warship after entering the starry sky from the Ancient Altar in the Beidou Ancient Territory, he brought out a corpse with a dragon head and human body.
Now that I think about it, the Ancient King is not dead at all, but his life energy has been completely dried up, and there is only the last trace of life energy left.
This is a serious problem. Once it is given a chance and replenished with energy, it will most likely recover in the future!
However, what gave him some peace of mind was that the ancient king could not actively absorb the life essence. As long as he sealed it well, he should not be able to be resurrected.
For a month, while practicing, he used the Holy Fighting Technique to evolve into a black hole, swallow the divine source shell, and seize the last trace of life energy contained in it, hoping that this saint would never be resurrected.
"Ten years ago, Yin Tiande defeated all the sect leaders, and then the inheritance of the Taiqing Holy Land Bajing Palace has become stronger now."
"That *** killed his younger brother because he didn't want to live long. He dared to offend even the owner of Xuandu Cave. I can't understand it."
Many people in Ziwei Ancient Star Region and Luzhou are talking about this matter and expressing different opinions.
Not long after Ye Fan came to the Ziwei Ancient Star Territory, his appearance quickly spread throughout the continent. Without a prominent battle, he became a famous figure.
Of course, it's not a brilliance. Many people think that he is a mortal man. Offending Yin Tiande, the genius of Luzhou, is almost half dead.
"It's so majestic!" Ye Fan was not in a good mood. The old madman was stained with blood. The destined ending made it difficult for him to calm down.
He had paid such a price for this ancient star, and he had also made some efforts, but he didn't expect that he would have a grudge against a powerful person, and others would also take action to kill him.
Of course, not many people saw Ye Fan in that battle. Only some people from Tianyuan City followed, saw the power of the saint, and paid attention to Ye Fan.
"It looks familiar. When the great sage of the human race fought against the ancient ancestor king, this young man took action and sent out the black gourd!"
"It seems to be him. There is indeed some resemblance."
In Tianyuan City, several sect leaders were surprised. The person Yin Tiande wanted to kill was drawn in a scroll and passed out. It was almost the same as the young man they saw that day.
They have questions, but they won't change anything. Most people in other areas of Luzhou don't know and are all watching quietly.
"Yin Tiande has several sworn brothers, but they are all great people. One is Duan Muming, the son of the Taiyin God, another is Lu Ya, the sixth prince of the Golden Crow clan of the Fuso Divine Tree Kingdom, and one is the Taoist Sanque of the ancient Taoist temple in Mingling.
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"These people are all great heroes. Under the premise that Yin Tiande cannot remain in seclusion and cannot take action, they will probably kill the young man on their behalf."
People talked and were in awe.
Duan Muming, the son of the Taiyin God, Lu Ya, the sixth prince of the Golden Crow, and Sanque Taoist from the ancient Taoist temple in Mingling, are the leaders of the Ziwei ancient star field. They are located in different continents. They have already become famous all over the world, and they all have great backgrounds.
"It is said that the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow, Lu Ya, passed by Luzhou for business. Do you think he would stop specifically to kill that young man?"
"Taoist Sanque from the ancient Taoist temple in Mingling Mountain may also come. It is said that he will escort half a page of mysterious scriptures to the King of Human Palace to exchange for the other half. When passing by Luzhou, will he take action?"
When Ye Fan learned all this, he couldn't help but frowned. Just hearing the names of those people, he knew they must have a big origin!
The prince of the Golden Crow clan lives on the Fusang Sacred Tree. Could it be that he really belongs to that clan in ancient mythology? Ye Fan shook his head, thinking this was impossible.
Mingling, an ancient Taoist temple, has to protect even half a page of scriptures like this. How extraordinary can it be? If it wants to be interchanged with the Human King Palace, is it a fairy scripture?
Although Ye Fan frowned, he did not have any fear. Now he is a Holy Lord-level figure, has practiced ancient scriptures, and has an incomparable flesh and shell. There is no need to live in frustration.
"Even if I live in the Ziwei Ancient Star Realm in myths and legends, I will not be bullied by others."
This ancient source of life does not have the ultimate emperor's weapons, but it is extremely prosperous. There are various ancient methods that have been passed down for a long time. If you want to hone yourself, it is actually a sacred place.
After becoming a saint-lord-level figure, what he fears most is the intimidation of the emperor's soldiers. Now there is no such supreme holy object hanging above his head. He has Xingzi Jue, which can be obtained by everyone in the world.
The Ziwei Ancient Star Territory has long been circulated in the Middle Ages, and there are many legends. Ye Fan guessed that there was an ancient road connecting the two places, and he wanted to find it.
At the same time, he also had a guess that there was no shortage of Ji Dao weapons in the Beidou Star Region, which was probably related to the disappearance of the imperial soldiers in the Ziwei Ancient Star Region and even other ancient places.
"Beidou, there are probably some unknown secrets. Maybe there is an ancient road connecting this place to that star field."
Whether you are returning to your hometown or crossing back to the Beidou Ancient Star Territory, you may be able to find an ancient road on this ancient star.
Tianlang Mountain is a prestigious place. Since ancient times, seven generations of Tianlang have been born. It is a sacred land for the demon clan.
Today, the owner of Tianlang Mountain, the old Wolf God, is at the height of his power, unfathomable, and has a great reputation in Luzhou. On this day, he celebrates his 2,800th birthday after becoming a human.
In Luzhou, people from many major religions came to celebrate his birthday, and many of them came in person. It was a rare event.
Ye Fan also came, looking at Tianlang Mountain from a distance, majestic and majestic, steaming green air, and extremely magnificent at the same time, with many thousand-foot waterfalls falling down, and ancient sacred trees growing between the cliffs.
If you look closely, you will see that this ancient mountain is like a divine wolf howling at the moon, stretching across the front, possessing a ray of immortal divine power. The huge cliff rift valley is like a wolf's mouth, swallowing the essence.
Today, there are many people coming in and out of Tianlang Ancient Mountain. They are all here to celebrate the birthday of the old Wolf God. They are all famous strong men or rising stars of various races.
Ye Fan used the Xingzi formula to climb up the ladder to heaven. Seeing various ancient formations as ineffective, he passed through the desperate step by step and arrived in front of a magnificent villa.
Although he did not have an invitation, but with this unique skill, the Sirius disciples in front of the door did not dare to neglect him and welcomed him in respectfully.
The old wolf god who has been incarnated for 2,800 years has already told us that any monk who comes without an invitation must be treated as a distinguished guest if he comes with tyrannical strength.
"There are also people from the Human King Palace. The old Wolf God is so proud. There are top figures in the palace coming to congratulate him on his birthday."
"Wrong, this is just a casual thing. I think I came to pick up Taoist Sanque who came from the ancient Taoist temple in Mingling Mountain in exchange for the half-page scripture."
"It's just a half-page exchange of scriptures, and the two great gods are so mobilizing and so solemn. Is it possible that half a page of scriptures can't be completed!?"
At this moment, several rays of real sun fire passed through the sky, dazzling and dazzling, and several young men in golden feathers descended. Each of them had long golden hair, as if they were made of divine gold, and both eyes were golden.
At this time, many people came to the villa, and it was very lively. Many of them were prominent figures, including some top leaders.
Not to mention the younger generation, they are all outstanding people from all ethnic groups, but their expressions changed at this time. Many people were careful to avoid collision, for fear of colliding with these young people from the Golden Crow tribe.
"This is the sixth prince of the Golden Crow tribe, Lu Ya. He is indeed here. Will he stop at Luzhou to help his sworn brother Yin Tiande?!"
People felt a tense atmosphere, and everyone knew that Luzhou was probably not peaceful anymore.
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A young man from the Jinwu tribe opened a picture scroll and said, "Is this person here?" He asked the person next to him loudly. It was Ye Fan's picture scroll.
"I haven't seen it!" someone replied, not wanting to be too fussy.
"I know he doesn't dare to come. He can only retreat wherever the Sixth Prince passes. Who dares to attack!" One of the young people from the Golden Crow tribe sneered with great pride.
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