Seeing Li Xuan's shocked look, Jiang Feng's heart suddenly trembled, and he quickly said:
"Boy, what happened?"
Since he had witnessed Li Xuan receiving the inherited divine light from Tianzun before, Jiang Feng was particularly attentive to Li Xuan's every subtle reaction at this moment.
"Tianzun seems...still alive..."
There was already a vibrato in Li Xuan's words.
After hearing this, Jiang Feng suddenly got goosebumps all over his body. Could it be that the terrifying existence he sensed earlier was the Moral God?
But Tianzun clearly passed away thousands of years ago!
At that moment, waves of mysterious spiritual power overflowed from Jiang Feng's body, forming circles of pale blue halo. His face became a little solemn, he took a deep breath, and looked at the stone.
The man on the steps said in a deep voice:
"Forgive me for being so presumptuous, I had no intention of disturbing the Immortal Lord from his deep sleep!"
Jiang Feng's words vibrated and echoed back and forth in the hall. At the same time, the previous vicissitudes of voice resounded throughout the entire pavilion again. This time, it was obviously said to Jiang Feng, and his tone was full of kindness:
"I never thought that Yuqing's descendants would still be alive in this world. Little guy, please come up too..."
As the voice that was suspected of being uttered by Tianzun fell, Jiang Feng couldn't help but tremble. There was an extreme sense of disbelief in his eyebrows. His expression was stern, and he knelt down to the source of the voice silently. Okay.
A heartwarming gift.
At this moment, Li Xuan looked at Jiang Feng with a strange look in his eyes.
Could it be that the Yuqing mentioned by Tianzun is the legendary Yuanshi Tianzun?!
So, the source of the Jiang family lineage is actually the descendant of Yuanshi Tianzun!?
Li Xuan was confused for a while and kept shaking his head.
I just feel that my brain is a little insufficient. According to what my master said, how can the descendants of mythical figures be born only because of the divine grace of being a martial arts cultivator!?
Realizing Li Xuan's actions, Jiang Feng, whose face was flushed, his eyes shining brightly, reached out to stop him from helping him, shook his head, and said firmly:
"In my heart, apart from the two ancestors, the one in front of me is the one in front of me. The three of them are the real gods walking in the world. According to the rules, I need to bow three times and nine times before I can see you..."
Li Xuan was already used to this kind of pious behavior.
According to rumors, Buddhist believers will kneel down and pray when they encounter the Buddha on Mount Sumeru, and the same goes for pilgrims at Cangwu Taoist Temple.
It seems that these places with ancient heritage are always accompanied by some weird and weird rules.
Looking at the decaying stone steps ahead, Li Xuan took a deep breath, ignored Jiang Feng, and stepped up first.
At this moment, all the steps seemed to be activated, faintly emitting a hint of light green. Immediately, these little bits of fluorescence penetrated into every pore of Li Xuan's body, constantly emitting bursts of warmth.
meaning.
After arriving on the second floor, Li Xuan found that the main hall here was obviously more majestic and spacious, but there were no bones lying everywhere, and it still looked like it was in decay.
At the end of the hall, three statues of gods are enshrined, exuding a heart-stopping pressure and constantly creating white ripples.
There is a futon placed in front of the statue in the middle, and an old man in gray clothes sits cross-legged on it with his eyes closed. He looks very ordinary, with almost nothing special about him.
As if aware of Li Xuan's arrival, the moment he slowly opened his eyes, Li Xuan saw the passage of eternity in the old man's eyes, as if all living beings in the world were just a drop in the ocean in his eyes.
Beside the old man, there are countless Dao patterns flashing, which is the power of cause and effect recognized by heaven and earth. Throughout the ages, those who have been able to accomplish such a feat have
, no more than ten people.
His glance gave Li Xuan a deep shock, and he felt that the old man in gray clothes in front of him seemed to exist forever with heaven and earth.
"Senior Moral Heavenly Lord?"
After coming back from his trance, Li Xuan felt a little unsure and bowed respectfully.
Apart from the Moral Heavenly Lord mentioned by the cultivators of the Jiang family, there should be no one else who is the master of this Immortal Mansion...
In fact, looking at the floating white beard of the old man in front of him, Li Xuan was wondering whether he was a physical body or a ray of soul left here.
The next moment, the old man sighed softly, some memories flashed across his old face, and he said angrily with a smile:
"Maybe you should change your words and call yourself Master..."
"Sorry, I already have a tutor..."
Li Xuan half-knocked down, his expression serious, his eyes still filled with a deep sense of reminiscence, and even some nostalgia, he couldn't help but say aloud.
Looking at the old man, Li Xuan felt that his sea of consciousness was buzzing and trembling at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, his two reincarnation experiences appeared in front of the old man like light and shadow, and even every conversation he had with his master was restored to the scene as if he were watching a lantern.
And this is accomplished in just two breaths.
This speed of soul perception made Li Xuan stunned.
Looking at the shocked expression of the young man, the Moral God sighed softly:
"Everything in the world is just a dream." Then, he looked at Li Xuan with a hint of relief in his eyes, "I never thought that it would be my destiny to have a disciple like you after my death.
What's more, the ancient tree of enlightenment and the martial arts and boxing techniques of my sect are all in your body. Since you are here for the Nine-turn Immortal Pill, it doesn't seem too much to call me master..."
After hearing the words, Li Xuan thought for a moment and realized that it was indeed reasonable and emotional. Master should be called out this time, so he bowed to the old man respectfully:
"Master, please bow to me, my disciple."
Taking advantage of the gap between Li Xuan's obeisance, the weapon spirit that had disappeared for a long time came over with a faint voice:
"Little master, can you ask Tianzun for me for a technique to repair the soul..."
Immediately afterwards, I heard the old man in front of me let out a light sigh. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the weapon spirit directly from Hetuluoshu. He said with some anger:
"Unexpectedly, there is actually a remnant soul of a god hidden in the Hetuluoshu..."
Qi Ling was so scared that he lost his mind!
As a former strong man in the saint realm, he knew in his heart that he could never be Jiang Feng's opponent, so he just completely concealed his aura fluctuations along the way.
What's more, even if you really meet a strong man who wants to devour your soul, and the weapon spirit is in the small world of Hetu Luoshu, you still have a way to save your life.
But this has never happened before. With only the soul remaining in the intangible matter, Tianzun used one hand to snatch him out of the small world of Hetuluoshu like a chicken.
how so?!
What is the realm of the legendary Moral God? This kind of method has exceeded the realm of a saint by more than one level!
If one's soul body can be sensed and captured by the Heavenly Lord, it means that the destruction of the weapon spirit and soul is just a matter of the old man in front of him!
It's over!
At that moment, the remorseful weapon spirit quickly exclaimed and begged for mercy:
"The Moral God is above me. I am undoubtedly offending you. I have long ceased to belong to the God Clan."
people!"
As he spoke, the soul of the weapon spirit continued to tremble, as if he was afraid that the old man would take action and completely erase all traces of his existence.
After hearing the words, Daodetianzun narrowed his eyes slightly, and haloes of light floated out, wrapping the soul of the weapon spirit. It seemed that he was sensing all the memories of the weapon spirit, and after pondering for a long time, he slowly
said:
"That's it, interesting and interesting..."
After bowing, the weapon spirit who had saved his life didn't care to say anything at all. As if he was fleeing, his whole body was submerged into Hetu Luoshu again.
Regarding the weapon spirit's greed for life and fear of death, Li Xuan only had dark thoughts in his mind.
In the ensuing conversation, regarding the weathered bones on the first floor of the pavilion, Daode Tianzun had no intention of explaining anything to Li Xuan. In his words, Li Xuan didn't have the strength to protect himself now, so it was in vain.
explain.
Immediately afterwards, a whisk appeared in Tianzun's hand, gently placed it between Li Xuan's eyebrows, and said warmly:
"This is all the inheritance of my Sanqing Taoist Temple. I leave it to you..."
When the sound started, the entire pavilion trembled slightly, as if it was about to wake up. A beam of light flew into Li Xuan's eyebrows, causing his forehead to feel hot immediately.
I just feel that the power of the divine light I received outside the Immortal Mansion has completely exploded in the sea of consciousness, and countless complicated information is engraved in Li Xuan's soul.
This incident caused the Hongmeng Purple color filled in Li Xuan's meridians to slowly circulate with spiritual power, and the Dao Jing's techniques also evolved to become more specific and perfect.
At the same time, Li Xuan's physical body was also constantly changing, as if it was being continuously washed, and his skin became crystal clear and radiant.
Feeling the explosive power in his muscles, Li Xuan couldn't help but take a breath:
In this process, not only did his spiritual power reach a high level of divine martial arts, but his current physical strength has even surpassed that of ferocious beasts of the same level!
This roller coaster-like speed of increase gave Li Xuan a somewhat unreal feeling in his mind.
"The way back to heaven and earth is always the same. When you practice the Tao Sutra to the ninth level of heaven, you will know your true mission..."
After the whisk was removed, Daodetianzun breathed a long sigh of relief and ordered:
"You are still too weak now. It's a pity that our Sanqing Taoist Temple has been destroyed. Otherwise, each generation of inheritance disciples will have a guardian who follows them closely until they fully grow up. That's why.
This remnant soul of the master cannot leave this place, so you can only take care of yourself..."
After hearing this, although Li Xuan's expression remained unchanged, other thoughts came to his mind.
He had no feeling at all in his heart about the words of mission mentioned by Daode Tianzun.
After all, I did not grow up in the Sanqing Taoist Temple. I have no sense of belonging here, and I don't even know the reason for its collapse.
Once he has the strength to fight against Pinyun Moshang and brings him back to his hometown, words like mission will no longer have anything to do with him.
You must know that such a transcendent behemoth as the Sanqing Taoist Temple can be annihilated in the dust of history. How can you be worthy of such an existence?
Of course, these ideas were all thought up by Tianzun when he was not looking at his own thoughts, and they are absolutely unexplainable.
Looking at the stunned Li Xuan, the old man pondered for a while, with a strange look in his eyes, and murmured:
"After much thought, I can prepare a special gift for you besides the nine-turn elixir..."