Chapter 2899 The Holy Sea of ??Yellow Springs! (3)
"Sacred Scroll?"
The place was filled with exclamations one after another.
Holy weapons are precious, but who doesn’t know that holy scrolls are even more precious?
The Holy Soldier is a treasure passed down from generation to generation, but the Holy Scroll is an object passed down from generation to generation. It can directly create a Holy Land! This Holy Dream Scroll complements Xu Tiansheng's endless dream and is something that many generations of the Xu people have longed for.
For what?
Practice?
It’s not just that, it’s for the Xu tribe to become a holy place! If the Holy Scroll of Dreams can really be passed on to them this time, what’s the point of giving the dream to Su Xuan?
Yue Meng'er and the others were so shocked that they couldn't say a word.
They had thought about Su Xuan's reason for coming to Mirror Flowers, Water Moon, but they had never thought about it.
This move is really generous! "Are you serious?"
The Blue and White Holy Lord suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
"You borrow it, and I'll give it to you."
The Blue and White Holy Master frowned: "The Holy Scroll should not be passed on lightly!"
"It's true that other holy scrolls are like this, formless and colorless! But this is the Great Dream Holy Scroll, which is just a dream.
You, Jing Hua Shui Yue, have also cultivated this path, so I can completely imprint this holy scroll into your holy land!"
Su Xuan said lightly.
"Just to borrow a dream?"
Holy Lord Blue and White is puzzled.
"I, Su Xuan, owe no one anything in my life!"
Su Xuan said bluntly.
The Blue and White Holy Lord was silent.
for a long time.
She raised her head and looked directly at Su Xuan: "Okay!"
Su Xuan nodded, didn't waste any time, flew directly to the sky above Jinghua Shuiyue, and transformed into the ancient Taiping body.
The soldiers of the Holy King, such as Ren Huang Bi and Tian Xing Jian Shu, appeared one after another.
The earth is made of paper, and the holy scrolls are written! The Blue and White Holy Master: "..." The disciples of the Holy Land: "..." What they saw was dumbfounded.
"I almost forgot that he is still the senior brother of the ancient alliance..." "The Human Emperor's pen, Tian Xing Jian's book... Oh my God, Holy King Soldier, this man... is simply awesome!"
"If he can take a fancy to me, it would be a good idea to practice evil with him..." "Xingxing, with the way you are, no one will even look at you.
Stop being such a nymphomaniac, or I’ll slap you with my big mouth.”
They were shocked and talking.
So... ten days later.
Su Xuan left with the dream mirror.
The Holy Land of Mirror Flowers and Water Moon is even more psychedelic.
"Holy Lord, how does he practice?"
Saint Qingjing was a little confused, because Su Xuan and she seemed to be of the same generation, and she was older in this life.
"How do I know."
The Blue and White Holy Lord was also speechless.
"Holy Lord, he is so willing.
This is a holy scroll!"
Yue Meng'er said.
"Even if he doesn't return the Dream Mirror, our Holy Land will still make money."
The Blue Mirror Saint also said.
"He said he borrowed it, so he should pay it back."
Yue Meng'er smiled.
"Indeed, when I met this evil lord this time, I found that he was much more upright and aboveboard than some righteous monks."
The Blue Mirror Saint was amazed.
"Holy Lord, do you think so too?"
The Holy Master of Blue and White remained silent, his eyelids twitching.
What could she say?
Could it be that Su Xuan came to Jing Hua Shui Yue to steal things before?
The Holy Master of Blue and White glanced at the Saint of Qingjing who admired Su Xuan, and thought that it was better not to tell her that Su Xuan was the little thief who stole her treasure back then... After leaving the Holy Land of Mirror Flowers and Water Moon, Su Xuan went straight to Qionglou Yuyu.
Holy place.
Going to Qionglou Yuyu, Su Xuan was also going to borrow something.
Tianlou! This is not a holy weapon, but an ancient building that only Qionglou Yuyu can build! The only function of this building is to suppress spirits! And this is not an ordinary suppressant of spirits, but a suppressor of the soul! This matter is very mysterious.
, but this building has a miraculous effect on many monks with mixed thoughts! Su Xuan borrowed the Dream Mirror and the Heavenly Building to prepare for Su Nianxie to expel evil thoughts.
After thinking about it these days, Su Xuan also has a preliminary plan! It may not be able to eradicate Su Nianxie's evil thoughts, but it can at least wake him up.
But unlike Flowers in the Mirror, coming to Qionglou Yuyu was extremely smooth.
The Holy Son Fang Qingyue and the Barbarian Successor Yuan Tianchen came out to greet them.
These two people obviously have a very good relationship with Ning Que. When they heard that Su Xuan wanted a sky tower, Fang Qingyue gave him one without saying a word.
Su Xuan also appreciated this.
In an ancient courtyard.
Su Xuan, Fang Qingyue and Yuan Tianchen were sitting opposite each other.
The Holy Master of Qionglou Yuyu came over, and after being polite to Su Xuan, he left.
Obviously, Su Xuan would be treated like this no matter where he is today.
"Tsk, tsk, I've been here for many years, but that old man has never taken the initiative to see me."
Yuan Tianchen curled his lips.
"You count the ball."
Fang Qingyue despised it.
"Only Brother Su is great."
Yuan Tianchen didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "I went to your Tiannan a few years ago, and I have to say that it is a hundred times more spectacular than this Qionglou Yuyu."
Fang Qingyue's eyelids twitched and she ignored this turtle son.
He said: "Ning Que seems to be looking for the dragon clan inheritance of the second era, but I don't know if he has found it yet."
"He himself has the heritage of the Dragon Clan, so this matter shouldn't be difficult."
Su Xuandao.
"That's right."
Fang Qingyue said, and suddenly asked: "I wonder what Brother Su thinks of the Holy See?"
"The powerful layout is unprecedented."
Su Xuan spit out the eight characters.
Fang Qingyue and Yuan Tianchen were both a little shocked.
"For the North?"
Yuan Tianchen knew more or less and whispered.
"That's probably true. There may be battles going on there that we don't know about."
Su Xuandao.
"So, it seems we are quite lucky to be able to live in the Eastern Wasteland."
"I heard the old man say that the northern border is the last defensive position of the Holy King Continent!"
"Could it be that...we are really fighting against immortals?"
"I can't even think about this..." The three of them chatted for a long time.
Su Xuan didn't say anything more about this.
Today, many things are about to come to light.
The Yinhuang, the Pure Land, the Holy Seat, the Northern Territory... This is the great secret that spans the nine eras! Su Xuan had nothing to do in the next few days, so he spent some time in Qionglou Yuyu.
Before leaving.
Yuan Tianchen asked Su Xuan: "How does Brother Su plan to deal with the Three Holy Temples?"
This matter has now spread throughout the Eastern Wasteland, so they naturally know about it.
Seeing that Su Xuan was leaving, they couldn't help but mention it.
Su Xuan paused and then said: "Virtue is not worthy of its place, it is just a false name."
Leaving behind the eight characters, Su Xuan drifted away.
The two of them were stunned.
"I used to feel that everyone was the same as everyone else.
But now it seems that there is still a big gap between people."
Yuan Tianchen sighed.
"Being born in the same era as them is both lucky and sad."
Fang Qingyue also shook her head.
This is a bright era. Although they are powerful, they are not enough to stir up the storm.
but.
Su Xuan, Ning Que and the others can do it!...A month passed in the blink of an eye.
This day.
The Huangquan Temple burst into light, and a pillar of light shot straight into the sky, as if it was going to pierce the sky! It was also on this day.
No matter where you stand in the North, you can see the existence of the light pillar.
Gradually.
The bright red flowers of the other shore began to appear around the light pillar, and a road slowly appeared, covered with white bones... And at the top of the light pillar, an ancient dark yellow Holy Seat gradually emerged.
The Holy Seat of Underworld! Following the Holy Seat of Heavenly Ghost and Heavenly Ming, the third Holy Seat appeared in the Eastern Wasteland! The entire Northland was shaken, and countless people focused their attention on a high mountain in the direction of the Underworld Temple.
The strong wind ruffled the black clothes.
Su Xuan raised his head slightly, and suddenly a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Huang Quan is the Holy King, but what condenses it is the Holy Seat. It seems that my guess is right..."