Chapter 1107 Take away Buzhou Mountain and build the root of wood
Chapter 1107 Taking away Buzhou Mountain and Jianmu Spiritual Root
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Xu Junming gave an order, and all the disciples under Chongshan Academy took action and began to move. All the tribes in Chongshan territory were also included in the move.
Of course, you can stay if you want.
However, tens of millions of lower courts, nearly one million middle courts, and tens of thousands of upper courts in Chongshan are among those that must be relocated.
The cross-border teleportation array on the top of Buzhou Mountain began to be busy day and night.
It took nearly ten thousand years to move all the people who were willing to move to Chongshan World.
Standing on Mount Buzhou with his hands behind his back.
Now the place is bare, all the buildings have disappeared.
A spiritual light flew from afar, and after landing, a middle-aged man wearing a green robe appeared.
He is Youchao Qingyun, the first deacon of the sixth generation of Chongshan.
"Ancestor, except for the Xue clan, Aries clan, Ji clan, Feng clan and other thirteen clans who are unwilling to move, the rest of the clans have completed their relocation."
Obviously, not all tribes are willing to leave with Chongshan.
In this case, Xu Junming is not willing to take care of it.
The cause and effect between the two parties is over. Whether the ancient world is destroyed or preserved in the future, these tribes have nothing to do with Chongshan.
"You go too."
"yes."
After bowing, he flew down to the teleportation formation, and with a powerful spiritual light, his figure disappeared instantly.
'call'!
A strong wind blew and Xu Junming's robe floated.
The lonely and desolate Buzhou Mountain reminded him of the time when he first came to the wilderness and worked with Yun Zhongzi to repair the world and earn merit.
Comparing the trepidation and trepidation at that time with the superiority and arrogance now, it is really hard to look back on the past.
"Unknowingly, it has already been ten Yuanhui. It's so fast."
After shaking his head, he calmed down the unnecessary worries in his heart.
Make a secret with both hands, and the magic power in your body rolls out.
Now that he has reached the peak of the late Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, he has no rival in the prehistoric world except Hongjun.
Of course, he was not trying to fight anyone this time.
Accompanied by the tyrannical magic power, the Buzhou Mountain beneath his feet suddenly trembled.
The earth within a radius of three hundred billion miles also began to tremble.
Fortunately, most of the human race here have moved away, and the remaining ones are also on the periphery, so no one was injured.
"rise!"
A sudden drink.
The huge Buzhou Mountain actually slowly flew out from the ground.
Sanqing and the Second Saint of the West, who had been paying attention to this place, were all shocked.
"Brother, what is he doing?"
"Obviously, he wants to take Buzhou Mountain, maybe to refine the treasure, maybe to use it for other purposes." Jieyin said in a deep voice.
"Buzhou Mountain is the Pillar of Heaven. Although it is disabled now, and the spiritual veins have been pulled to Kunlun Mountain by the Sanqing, but it is a treasure from the ancient times, and the Sanqing just watched him take it away? They are not the patron saints of the Eastern Wilderness, as they claim to be.
"Are you not allowing others to get involved?" Zhunti said sarcastically.
"Xu Junming has decided to leave Honghuang. Sanqing hopes he leaves as soon as possible. Although Bu Zhoushan is important, it is nothing compared to letting Chongshan leave."
"Doesn't the teacher care?"
"Teacher, I'm afraid I hope Xu Junming will take away Buzhou Mountain." Jieyin thought to himself.
He is also a smart person. From the ancient times when thousands of tribes were fighting, and then from Hongjun's sanctification to the Lich War, and now, he has been vaguely aware of the Hongjun who sits high in the Zixiao Palace and is known as the 'Teacher of All Saints'.
Ancestor Jun’s true purpose.
But I understand that the gap in cultivation between the two parties is too big, plus the karma he owed back then.
Not only can't you resist, but you also have to help.
Of course, not only did Jieyin not want to resist, he also planned to help.
Because once the prehistoric world is destroyed, Sanqing, who is a descendant of Pangu, will no longer be protected by heaven and earth.
"After the heaven and the earth are shattered, and the fate of mankind declines, that will be the time when our Western religion will prosper."
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As the former pillar of heaven, Buzhou Mountain is hundreds of millions of miles high and has a diameter of more than one hundred billion miles at its widest point.
Even if a section is cut off, it is still the highest and largest mountain range in the wilderness.
But under Xu Junming's magic power, this huge mountain slowly shrank, and gradually fell into Xu Junming's palm and disappeared.
This scene clearly revealed his attainments in the Dao of Space.
Buzhou Mountain was taken away.
In the center of the ancient wilderness, there was only a huge pit left.
Xu Junming made a secret with both hands, and a spiritual light flew in all directions.
The aura of the surrounding soil is rapidly growing, the soil is evolving endlessly, and the deep pit is slowly shrinking.
At the same time, the spiritual energy of the rolling water turned into huge waves and poured into the deep pit.
It wasn't until the huge pit shrunk by half and the rolling water filled the remaining pit that Xu Junming gathered his magic power. After realizing that nothing was missing, he stretched out his hand and a space passage appeared.
Aware of the peeping spirits around him, he smiled calmly.
"Everyone, Xu Junming bids farewell."
After bowing his hands in a salute, he stepped forward and disappeared into the space passage.
Soon, the sky returned to calm.
Staring at the vast lake, Sanqing and the Second Sage of the West breathed out slowly.
Finally left.
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After moving out of the prehistoric world, he did not directly return to the "Chongshan Hunyuan World", but came to Wahuang Heaven.
Although Nuwa has advanced to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal level, and Emperor Wa is the world she created, it is not an easy matter to move it to the Hunyuan World in Chongshan and integrate it with it.
Even though Wahuangtian is just a low-grade Hunyuan world, it is still a Hunyuan world after all, and it is too heavy.
It took Nuwa thousands of years to complete half of the journey.
The two of them joined forces, and it took another three thousand years to truly overthrow the Chongshan Hunyuan World.
Xu Junming is the world master of Chongshan Hunyuan World, so of course he is in charge of the major event of the integration of the two worlds.
"Should I start?"
Nuwa nodded, understanding the meaning of his words.
"Don't worry, I won't regret it."
Looking at Nuwa's quiet and pretty face, I was moved for a moment and said decisively: "I will definitely live up to you in the future."
Smiling slightly, it was like thousands of flowers blooming, and it was as beautiful as ever.
"This was already decided when I agreed to be your Taoist companion."
Xu Junming smiled and held her delicate hand. After taking a slight breath, his heart moved.
The heavenly path of the Hunyuan world in Chongshan suddenly changed, and the powerful power of heaven and earth turned into a rolling swallowing force, capturing Emperor Wa.
Under the control of Nuwa, Emperor Wa's Heavenly Dao did not resist, and flew obediently into the world of Chongshan.
The crystal wall of the magnificent Wahuang World disappeared, and the Taiyin, Sun, Ziwei, and 365 main stars merged with the stars of Chongshan World.
The last remaining central world, which is tens of thousands of trillions of miles away, falls into the edge of the ocean of the Hunyuan World in Chongshan.
The Central Continent, which is five times larger than it, is separated from the Wahuangtian Continent by hundreds of millions of miles of ocean.
This distance is nothing to monks above Taiyi Realm, but to those in Qi Refining Realm and Yuanyang Realm, it is like a natural chasm, insurmountable.
"Because of the hatred in ancient times in the prehistoric world, the current human race and demon race cannot coexist peacefully. They are divided into two isolated continents, which is beneficial to each other. As for Taiyi, Daluo and Hunyuan Realm, they are smaller in number, but
Better restraint.”
Nuwa nodded.
"Just make the decision."
Xu Junming smiled and patted her delicate hand, staring at Chongshan Hunyuan World. Because of the fusion of Emperor Wa and Heaven, the power of the world in Chongshan World expanded a lot.
The size is almost equivalent to 60% of the prehistoric world.
"By the way, now that I no longer have a dojo, you will have to lend me your Chaos Stone Ball to practice Taoism in the future."
"No, I will lend you my Chongshan residence."
Nuwa smiled and subconsciously clenched her generous palm.
"Let's go, I have advanced to the late stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, and I just want to practice together with my good wife."
The two figures disappeared instantly.
At the same time, Tiangong Taoist also came deeper into the chaos.
After penetrating through the layers of chaotic spiritual energy, a huge tree appeared in front of him, emitting a dark yellow divine light.
The height of this tree is comparable to most of Mount Buzhou, covering hundreds of billions of miles.
The fluffy tree crown spreads out, as if covering a huge world.
The rolling chaotic spiritual energy was torn out, and its ability to absorb and refine the spiritual energy was stronger than Yangmei's hollow willow.
"Jianmu? I didn't expect it to be in Luo Hu's hands."
The Four Sacred Trees of the Taichu Era.
Jianmu, Ruomu, Xunmu and Fusangmu.
Xunmu is rumored to be in the hands of the Beast Emperor Shen Ni, while Ruomu is in the hands of the Emperor of Taichu.
Later, the two sides fought, and Xunmu and Ruomu disappeared.
Jianmu fell into the hands of Luohu. After the ancient war between thousands of tribes and the defeat of Luohu's demon clan, Jianmu also disappeared.
The fusang wood was in the hands of Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun. After the Lich War, it was moved to the Wahuang Heaven by Nuwa, and now it has fallen into the Hunyuan World of Chongshan.
Each of the four sacred trees has its own magical uses.
The hibiscus tree is born with the highest yang and is impervious to all evil.
Ruomu and Xunmu don't know, but this building is in line with the way of the earth, it is huge, and its defense is even more powerful.
"Fortunately, I have the eighteenth grade Green Lotus, otherwise you wouldn't be able to break it."
He shook his head to clear away unnecessary thoughts.
With a snap of his fingers, a thunderbolt struck, and a tyrannical divine light went straight to Jianmu.
‘Boom’!
There was a shocking loud noise, and the thick bright yellow spiritual light turned into a thick layer of light. No matter how powerful the Tiangong Taoist's impact was, it only caused ripples and did not break the protection of the building wood.
However, it is enough to alarm the people in the building.
Not long after, a figure whose whole body was filled with darkness, whose head, face, and appearance could not be discerned, suddenly appeared outside the Jianmu light layer.
Realizing that Taoist Tiangong was incredibly powerful, he did not attack directly.
"Who is your Excellency? This shocked my dojo, and I don't know why?"
The low and hoarse voice reached Tiangong's ears clearly.
"Your Excellency, are you Rahu, one of the five ancient saints in the ancient world?"
The figure immersed in the darkness fluctuated slightly, but returned to calm instantly.
"There is no Rahu here. Your Excellency has found the wrong one."
"Haha, I thought that Demon Lord Rahu could defeat the three saints in the ancient times. He was an admirable strong man. Unexpectedly, after being defeated overnight, he didn't even dare to admit his own name."
'boom'!
A powerful momentum soared into the sky.
The mighty magic light stirred up billions of miles in radius.
The powerful pressure was like a river that burst its banks, rolling in and pressing down on Tiangong.
"Who are you? Xuanyuan? Yang Mei? Or Shenni, one of those immortal subordinates of the Dihuang clan?"
If Luo Hu was mysterious before, now he is like an unsheathed sword. His handsome, slightly pale face is filled with the arrogance of a strong man.