Seeing Yun Sheng Baidi, Su Nianxie couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, I seem to..." "Don't ask, don't think about it, just continue as usual."
Yun Sheng Baidi interrupted Su Nianxie.
Su Nianxie was stunned.
One night, Su Nianxie remembered some things from his reincarnations.
Very few, but unforgettable.
Intuition told Su Nianxie that this might be related to the practice mentioned by Yun Sheng Baidi.
With doubts in mind, Su Nianxie sighed helplessly, picked up the hoe and went to farm.
Yun Sheng Baidi laughed and waved to Ning Fan who was not far away: "Xiao Fan, come here."
"Grandpa, what's the matter?"
Ning Fan ran over.
"Xiaofan, what kind of person do you plan to be in the future?"
Yun Shengbai Emperor suddenly asked.
Ning Fan was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "Someone like my father, like Uncle Su Xuan."
Yun Sheng Baidi laughed dumbly: "That's not easy."
"I will try my best."
Ning Fan said firmly.
"Then...grandpa will send you and your brother Nianxie to a place after a while."
Yun Sheng Bai Di said.
"Where?"
Ning Fan was stunned.
“You’ll know once you go there.
There, you and your Nianxie brother will become very strong..." Yun Sheng Baidi rubbed Ning Fan's little head, raised his head and looked into the distance, with an inexplicable flash of determination in his eyes.
...Northern Territory.
As the throne shook the entire Eastern Wasteland, this ancient land also felt it.
Or rather.
The ancient saints of Yinhuang have secretly provided guidance! The northern border is still the same as before, but some ancient forces are restless.
Many extremely powerful geniuses continue to gather together.
They are looking forward to, anxious, eager...with different thoughts.
In the ancient temples! There are many stone statues of legendary figures standing here.
The Literary Sage, the Taiping Saint, the Cloud Saint White Emperor, the Lord of the Five Monuments, the Six Paths Heavenly Dragons of the Yinhuang Era... the Bodhisattvas of the Holy King Era, Fengdu and other saint kings... and some of the modern ones who have made great contributions to the Yinhuang.
The strong...of course, the stone statues of these people are on the outermost edge.
At this moment.
Many powerful people in the north gathered in the depths of the temples to worship the saints.
"The largest inheritance after the fifth era has been discovered in the Eastern Wasteland, and we in the north need to bring it up!"
"The chaos in the Eastern Wasteland must not fall into the hands of the Pure Land Immortals!"
"This time, we will send the top talents of each force to fight for that inheritance! No matter who inherits it, we must fight to the death to protect him from the underworld!"
"Everyday there are disputes between various forces, but it affects the entire underworld, and no one can afford to lose something because of small things, otherwise they will be punished by death!"
They all whispered.
Behind them, some geniuses had excited and fanatical eyes, eager to go to the Eastern Wasteland.
"Be prepared. It is difficult for the creatures from the north to enter the Eastern Wasteland. You need to come to the Eastern Wasteland in your best condition!"
Many powerful men gave orders.
"yes!"
The geniuses responded.
But right now.
Whoosh whoosh...the wind of the vast mountains and seas blows here.
Everyone was stunned.
Temples...how could the wind blow?
This is an extremely rare thing! Because once there are visions in the temples, there must be the will or guidance of the saints.
Their expressions became solemn.
But soon.
Their expressions changed drastically.
Because... a stone statue moved, and a vague shadow appeared! This is a shadow that has never moved, or should not appear in the north! "Lord Yun Sheng Baidi!"
Some strong men exclaimed and couldn't stop kneeling down.
Since the establishment of the temples, all saints and saint kings in the underworld have performed sacred miracles.
but.
The stone statue of Yun Sheng White Emperor has never been moved! Some powerful people in the northern border know that Yun Sheng White Emperor is in the Eastern Wasteland.
But at this moment, Yun Sheng Baidi appeared.
Feeling the power of Yun Sheng White Emperor, they were extremely unbelievable.
"There is no need for you in the north to interfere in this matter in the Eastern Wasteland."
Yun Sheng Baidi spoke up.
Everyone looked up in shock.
After being stunned for a while, some people couldn't help but asked anxiously: "Has the inheritance of Donghuang changed?"
"No, it is the result of the Eastern Wasteland's silence for several eras. It should be inherited by the cultivators of the Eastern Wasteland. It is not appropriate for you cultivators of the Northern Territory to go there."
Yun Sheng Bai Di said.
"This..." They looked at each other, not knowing how to refute.
This is reasonable! And it was said by the ancient Yinhuang Saints, Cloud Saint Baidi! But.
It was about that inheritance, but they couldn't help but think too much about it.
"Lord Yun Sheng Baidi, that is our desolate hope, please think twice.
I, the genius of the North, must be stronger than the monks of the Eastern Wasteland!"
Some people couldn't help but admonish.
"How do you know that the genius of the North is definitely better than the genius of the East?"
Yun Sheng Bai Di laughed.
"Needless to say, the Northern Territory undergoes extreme transformation, the genius reaches the pinnacle, and a holy king can be born..." said a strong man.
Yun Sheng Baidi shook his head: "No need to say more, just wait and see.
When things happen in Donghuang, you can go and pick him up."
All the strong men were silent and looked at each other in shock.
Since Yun Sheng White Emperor said so, they naturally did not dare to refute Yun Sheng White Emperor.
but.
"I don't accept it!"
One of the geniuses of the Northern Territory shouted: "The Eastern Wasteland has declined for several eras. How can the monks born in it compare with our Northern Territory?"
The implication is that the geniuses of the Eastern Wilderness are all bumpkins and not worth mentioning.
However, Yun Sheng Baidi didn't even look at the Northern Prodigy and said: "Let's go, this matter does not need to be discussed further."
"I..." The Northern Tianjiao became anxious: "Even if you are one of the saints in the underworld, you shouldn't be so arrogant... uh..." In the middle of his words, the Tianjiao was pinned to the ground by his elders.
"Lord Yun Sheng Bai Emperor, forgive me!"
The strong man broke out in cold sweat: "The child is young and ignorant, please ask Sir Yun Sheng Baidi to be magnanimous!"
"It won't happen again."
Yun Sheng Baidi just said lightly, but it made the strong people here feel a creepy feeling.
Many contemporary monks actually cannot understand the greatness of the Yinhuang saints.
but.
As the top group of strong men in the North, they know how powerful and great the Yinhuang Saints are.
This is something that no one can slander! At this moment, Yun Sheng Baidi said that he would not follow the example, but this strong man will definitely punish the Northern Prodigy severely when he returns! And at this moment.
Yun Sheng Baidi paused and said, "The person I have chosen will surely surpass all the saints in the underworld in the future.
You must remember this clearly."
"yes!"
Everyone was sweating.
soon.
Everyone left, leaving only the shadow of Yun Sheng White Emperor.
He turned around and looked at the stone statues of Wen Sheng and others, with shame and nostalgia flashing in his eyes.
"Lord Wen Sheng, I will be up soon..."...Wu Dian.
A group of black-clothed Pure Land Immortals gathered together.
They all looked solemn, and the atmosphere around them was extremely depressing and chilling.
"Divinity... gathers in Tiannan!"
"The monk from Donghuang must be doing something terrible!"
"They have built hundreds of Holy Sees, and it is very likely that they will build stronger methods!"
"We must not let them succeed!"
They all spoke out one after another and decided to fight their way out of the Martial Palace.
Wu Jingxian was silent on the side, but there was a flash of throbbing in the depths of his eyes.
"Since we want to move, we must first break the seal around the Martial Palace!"
Wu Jingxian spoke up.
"At this moment, the Great Wall of Treasures has almost gathered the power of the entire Eastern Wilderness to seal the Martial Palace, and it cannot be broken easily!"
The immortal way of time.
"You can't get in from Nanling either!"
"Use the Fengshen Bang to form a confrontation with it, and then rush out directly!"
"If we want to make a difference before the Immortal Sky comes, we must break the seal and occupy the Western Land to compete with the Eastern Wasteland!"
They all come up with ideas and may have different opinions.
But... this time we must take action! And at this time.
Outside the Great Wall of Treasures, a large number of Eastern Wilderness monks come to garrison here every day! Now there are few Pure Land Immortals in the Eastern Wilderness, and they are not strong. The creatures of the Eastern Wilderness gather in the central area again, and a large number of strong men are free.
, came to Zhubaochang Town to guard the Martial Hall.
They were shocked by the magnificence of the Zhubao Great Wall and felt the suffocating pressure.
This is a sign of the coming storm! "The war...is about to begin."
At this moment in the Yunding Heavenly Palace.
The evil lord Su Xuan leaned on the ground with his evil sword, and his whole body was filled with a sense of chill.
Next, will be the part that he is extremely looking forward to!...Tian Nan.
Su Xuan woke up from his practice and felt the increasingly harmonious Dao in his body. He quietly left Xiaoyao Palace and Tiannan.
"I...will finally become a saint."
Su Xuan whispered.
Nanling.
Su Xuan's figure appeared.
In front of him was a vast ocean.
In the distance, a small boat came approaching.
There is a strange figure on it, with four arms and sides, exuding the aura of life and death.
The person who came... was the ferryman from Nanling, whom Su Xuan had a close relationship with back then.
"Is it you?"
The ferryman was surprised.
After meeting Su Xuan back then, the ferryman wanted to ferry Su Xuan over, but he was too weak and Su Xuan's life was too heavy, so he had no choice but to give up.
Over the years, he has been getting stronger in order to ferry Su Xuan away.
But now when he saw Su Xuan again, the ferryman felt suffocated, making him afraid to look directly at Su Xuan.
This is the weight of Su Xuan's life, far beyond what he can bear.
"This kid... is simply unbelievable..." The ferryman was horrified.
Su Xuan said: "I promised you back then that you would ferry me back once.
This time, I came as promised."
"I can't ferry you."
The ferryman smiled bitterly.
"Don't worry, I will let you have this ability."
Su Xuan said quietly.
Let the ferryman ferry you across and thoroughly consider the importance of your own life.
Observation is at ease, Tao is at ease! The next thing Su Xuan has to do is to make his Tao more and more perfect! "Is this... possible?"
The ferryman swallowed.
"Just follow me!"
The ferryman struggled a little, but quickly gritted his teeth and said, obviously unable to bear the temptation, "Okay."
...a mysterious space.
Xue Linglong sits cross-legged, her whole body is full of great energy, and the coldness in all directions is like a ten thousand-year-old mysterious ice world.
She cultivates Taixuan Ice, which is one of the oldest black ices, and she will definitely have great achievements in the future.
"I have almost reached the ultimate level of cultivation in the Eastern Wasteland, and the inheritance I have received is almost perfect. I can prepare to go to the North..." Xue Linglong's eyes were expectant.
In order to avoid Su Xuan, she practiced in this troubled place! In order to completely avoid Su Xuan, she was even preparing to go to the north.
Of course, she can also become stronger in the north! "Sure enough, only by staying away from madmen can we live a peaceful and comfortable life."
Xue Linglong exhaled with satisfaction.
But the next moment.
Xue Linglong felt a light touch on her right arm and lost consciousness for an instant.
Subconsciously.
Xue Linglong looked down, but her face suddenly turned pale.
"Where...where's my hand?"
Her voice was full of disbelief and horror.
outside space.
Su Xuan shook his hand, and Xue Linglong's right arm appeared.
"The way of cause and effect, if there is a cause, there must be an effect. Today we will solve part of the cause and effect first."
Su Xuan gave Xue Linglong a hard squeeze, and Xue Linglong's right arm immediately shattered.
At this moment, Su Xuan felt that the ancient fate and cause and effect became clear, and his heart became clearer.
"Sure enough, this woman can strengthen my spiritual practice and gain insight into the cause and effect of heaven and earth..." Su Xuan thought and left quietly.
Xue Linglong...just keep it like this...in space.
Xue Linglong's face was full of horror, sensing the secret connection with Su Xuan.
"I...I'm so crazy...Are you a fucking ghost..." Xue Linglong stood up in embarrassment, not wanting to stay in the East Wasteland for a moment longer.
at the same time.
Su Xuan went to Zhubao Great Wall.
On the immortal mountain.
Su Xuan sank into the fairy mountain that he could not sink into before, and saw an old man in black robe inside holding the Pearl of Immortality.
I saw that his whole body was filled with a vast air of youthfulness.
This is the orthodoxy of Bu Laojun, one of the saints! This lineage has an extremely long life, second only to Yun Sheng Baidi! Moreover, their lineage has many means of extending life. Looking at the old man in black robe, Su Xuan
I know that this old man in black robe is most likely from the Dark Ages.
"I originally thought he was a disciple of Saint Lord Donghua of the fifth era, but now it seems that this is just his superficial identity."
Su Xuan muttered to himself.
Suddenly.
The old man in black robe opened his eyes.
Seeing Su Xuan, he was obviously startled, and then he was extremely surprised: "Brother, why did you come in?"
"Let me ask you something."
Su Xuandao.
"What's the matter?"
The old man in black robe was obviously very happy to see Su Xuan, and he kept asking Su Xuan to talk.
Su Xuan listened for a long time before asking: "Where does the Jingwei mark... come from?"
"Well, it seems that I was on the Immortal Mountain a long time ago."
The old man in black robe said.
"Really..." Su Xuan listened and nodded thoughtfully.
"By the way, no one could inherit this thing before, but you got it. It seems to be fate."
The old man in black robe smiled.
"Well, I'll leave first."
Su Xuan said simply.
"No, just talk to me for a while..." "But I have nothing else to say."
The old man in black robe: "..." After leaving Immortal Mountain, Su Xuan had a look of thought on his face.
"There is destiny in the dark."
"In this life, I received the mark of Jingwei, which corresponds to my identity as a divine bird in my first life."
"This is also a reincarnation..." Su Xuan's face became more enlightened, and his path became more harmonious.
final.
Su Xuan chose to go to the East.
It is not the place of origin, but the Wensheng Bookstore.
This bookstore that once flourished in its heyday has become somewhat dilapidated and has few people around it.
Su Xuan sat cross-legged on a stone altar.
The aura of greatness rises.
Su Xuan, dressed in white robes, is both earthly and divine.
This moment.
Su Xuan thought of the old master who had passed away many years ago.
An old man who only thinks about others.
That character and integrity now deeply shocked Su Xuan.
There are not many people Su Xuan admires in this life, but the old master is definitely one of them.
But such an awe-inspiring and magnanimous old man firmly believed that he was a demon at that time.
The old man once said that he, Su Xuan, would eventually become great.
This trust made Su Xuan feel ashamed and worthless, but it also warmed his cold heart.
"Old man, I seem to have become the kind of person you expected."
Su Xuan murmured and suddenly couldn't help but smile.
If the old master were still alive, I would definitely be proud of him.
Gradually.
The awe-inspiring energy gathered more and more, forming a vast phantom.
He lowered his head and smiled kindly, pleased and proud, and then asked Su Xuan softly: "Are you ready?"
Su Xuan raised his head with a determined look on his face: "I am a saint!"