Chapter 1552: The Taoist Master Visits the Ruins, and Six Semi-Saints Fish for Bait

"Has Dazai Ci arrived?"

"Lord Li, they haven't arrived yet, but they will soon find the Siming Temple by following the signal we left behind."

"It's still too slow. I said we don't need to split up. I'm definitely the best at treasure hunting."

"It's still Lord Li!"

"Don't flatter me. You know I don't buy it~"

Yuegong Li said so, humming and groaning, and was very proud of himself.

Things change over time. After an adventure, he is now in full control and no longer afraid of Xu Xiaoshou's various calculations.

Turning his head, under this 300-zhang deep trench, he can see a huge plaque that has been dug out, with four large characters carved with knives and axes:

"Siming Temple!"

Siming Temple, also known as Zhan Shen Temple.

It is rumored that Zhan Shenguan Ran Ming is sitting in this temple, and Siming is the one who cuts off fate and has eternal power.

These things are naturally unknown to ordinary people, but Yuegong Li knows them.

As the descendant of the Holy Emperor, he understood the meaning of the three words "Slaying God Official" better than anyone else.

If Ran Ming left behind a legacy.

Among them, the one related to the power of slaying gods, perhaps it is only possible to obtain it after reaching the third level of feather promotion and seeing the real name.

But if it comes to Ran Ming's personal belongings...

Yue Gongli never believed it from the beginning to the end. Only those who truly reached the third level of feather promotion are worthy of everything. Others can't even get a little soup.

He didn't really crave the power of slaying gods. After all, he had obtained three of the power of the ancestral source. Whether the slaying god official Ran Ming really wanted to pass down the legacy is also debatable.

Entering this ruins of the gods, although it was passive, he thought more about emptying all the treasures that the slaying god official Ran Ming had lost.

For example...

"The God-Slaying Axe and the Demon-Splitting Axe are two axes that have dominated the world since ancient times."

"The Broken Shield, one of the nine supreme artifacts, seems to have been lost by the Void Clan in the Siming Temple."

"There are also various magical weapons, magical medicines, and magical tools, which are things that only the ancestors can use. All of them can be moved to my Han Palace Emperor Realm to decorate the facade..."

Yuegong Li is the adventurer with a strong spirit of exploration. He knows all the past and whereabouts of all these treasures.

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the few 32 Taixu who could keep up with the 18th Heaven:

"Do you know that the Siming Temple was previously located on the 33rd Heaven of the illusory God Realm."

"In other words, its location is equivalent to the five holy emperor secret realms on the ladder of the Holy God Continent."

"Such a precious land, I didn't think it would end up in this God's ruins at first, but the God War that everyone saw when I came here made me deny some ideas..."

Yue Gongli smiled and snorted:

"Ran Ming wants to leave a legacy, and he also hooked the God Realm Triangle to piece together this ruins, and the World Tree has also become evil..."

"Then he is probably sincere, and the things he left behind are enough to make the ancestor tree covet."

"In this case, the Siming Temple must have been moved here by him!"

"Moreover, he may have really encountered the danger of God's death. In this case, if you are Ran Ming, what would you do?"

The Taixu behind him looked at each other.

We are not even half-saints, how can we know the thoughts of the ancestor god?

"If I die and leave a legacy, all the good treasures will be gathered together. It's not really too difficult to get them by trial?" An old man with gray hair said tentatively.

Snap!

Yuegong Li snapped his fingers, looked over with admiration, pointed to the plaque of the Siming Temple and said:

"You are right, this is the cornucopia!"

"For the ten thrones, the most valuable relics of the gods are the rules."

"For ordinary people like us, the most valuable is here, nothing else."

Ordinary people...

The surrounding Taixu was silent after hearing this, speechless.

We can be called ordinary people, but are you really?

"Master Li, you only found a plaque..." Someone hesitated and said.

Snap!

Yuegong Li snapped his fingers again, a smile appeared on his face, and he said mysteriously:

"Do you know how to enter the Siming Temple?"

Suddenly, the people around him rustled, and their spiritual thoughts were wide open, exploring underground again.

Let alone the gate of the temple.

They couldn't even find the walls of the temple, not even a brick or a tile.

"No, no, no..."

Yue Gongli was amused by the actions of this group of old men and laughed:

"There is no Yin Ling in the Yin Ling Coffin, and there is no God to worship in the God Worship Willow. Who told you that the Siming Temple can only be a 'temple'?"

As soon as these words came out, the people around were stunned.

Soon, someone reacted and pointed to the huge plaque in front of him and said:

"The Siming Temple, is this the thing?"

Yue Gongli smiled inscrutablely at the corner of his lips. Just as he was about to explain, he was inspired and shook his head and said:

"The secret of heaven cannot be leaked~"

Everyone was shocked at once.

After looking at each other, fear surged in their eyes and disbelief appeared on their faces.

Following closely, one by one, they showed ecstasy on their faces, as if their brains had been eaten by dogs, their eyeballs flew freely up and down, and they all looked stupid and retarded.

"No, you misunderstood, I'm not a showy old Taoist..." Yuegong Liren was confused.

He just suddenly thought that he didn't need to explain.

In this way, he could maintain an unfathomable image like Dao Qiongcang.

Because the real situation is...

At that time in the Secret Realm of Four Symbols, when the old Taoist man asked him to guard the God-Slaying Order, he did not completely believe that guy with dirty intentions.

Therefore, he made some moves on the order.

After entering the eighteenth heaven this time, he vaguely sensed that weak connection.

After searching for several days, I found the birthplace of this connection, the plaque hidden three hundred feet under the earth!

But in one sentence...

Everyone seems to have misunderstood something.

It’s me who’s mysterious! It’s me, Yue Gongli!

Who are you thinking about in front of me? I'm not his substitute!

useless……

At this time, everyone looked at Yue Gongli with three parts suspicion, three parts admiration, three parts nervousness, and one part desire.

It seems that as long as he, Yue Gongli, speaks:

"Yes, this palace is in the sky."

These people can immediately follow him out of the Holy Mountain and throw themselves into the embrace of the sky.

After telling a joke, Yue Gongli couldn't laugh anymore. He discovered a terrible fact:

Dao Qiongcang has been in power for thirty years, and working hard to govern is not the most terrifying thing, nor is it the most disgusting thing to replace the real person with a puppet of Tianji.

The truly terrifying thing is that he has completed the brainwashing of everyone on and off the Holy Mountain!

All it takes is a name…

No, all it takes is one sentence, one specious sentence. These people collectively feed their brains to the dogs and lose all their sense. They are no different from being mentally retarded!

"Grass!"

Yue Gongli cursed angrily.

Aren't you afraid that I am pretending to be Xu Xiaoshou and can be abducted so easily?

But……

Does it matter?

It doesn't matter anymore!

The important thing is that if one day the real Dao Qiongcang comes, will he also say such a thing to these people?

Yue Gongli was a little agitated for no reason. He had never been this agitated before when he faced the Diying Sacred Strain in the prototype of the Divine Court.

Copper coins only have two sides, front and back. If they are thrown upward and fall to the ground, there is a small chance that they will stand.

For ordinary people, probabilities are probably nothing more than pros and cons, and the third party of variables.

In the heaven of Tao, it is either right or wrong!

The variables on the Holy Mountain are now under his control.

And now, he walked out of the Holy Mountain and walked to the five regions of the mainland...

"Master Li?"

"Master Li?"

"Master of the Dao Palace!"

Yue Gongli was suddenly awakened by the increasingly clear calling in his ears. He looked around and said, "Is Dao Qiongcang coming?"

Dozens of old guys suddenly looked at him in confusion, not knowing whether they were pretending to be stupid or hinting them not to talk nonsense in the future, lest they reveal the secret and be overheard by outsiders.

Yue Gongli glanced at the plaque in front of him, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed hard. He could no longer joke, and said numbly: "Have you found God?"

"Your Majesty... Mr. Li, I'm not here yet!" The person below seemed to have been given a shot of blood, and he spoke in a high and steady tone.

I really am not Dao Qiongang... Yue Gongli almost slapped him away, and the corner of his mouth twitched and said:

"Then unless he also entered some secret places... No, it is more likely that he went directly to the 33rd heaven."

Everyone nodded, not questioning at all why the God's Relics hadn't been closed and the trial hadn't ended yet:

"Master Li is right!"

Yue Gongli opened his mouth, but was unable to ask any more questions. These people had obviously become puppets in human form.

He just numbly ordered:

"One, ignore Cao Erzhu."

"Second, ask Dazai Ci to lead a group of semi-saint guards outside this plaque and wait for Xu Xiaoshou."

"Third, after I enter the Temple of Killing, contact me after half a cup of tea. After that, you will message me every half hour, but I will not message you back."

"Four, let Hua Yuan end his solo actions and come in to see me... Don't look at or talk to him during this process!"

Yue Gongli said, somewhat angrily:

"Fifth, the Holy Emperor is not Xu Xiaoshou. The Eight Lords know not to eat Shenyi's fish!"

Everyone pecked at the rice like chickens, indicating that they had remembered everything, every word was correct.

Yue Gongli opened his mouth when he saw this, then looked at the sky speechlessly, and finally almost shed tears.

Sure enough, they didn't ask why they ignored Cao Erzhu, why Xu Xiaoshou came over, why I didn't reply, and how could Hua Yuan come in to see them without dialogue and eye contact.

The most outrageous thing is...

The Holy Emperor is not Xu Xiaoshou. What does this mean? Do you really understand it?

Bazun knows not to eat fish from Shenyi. What exactly is he talking about? You are not curious at all?

I’m so damn curious myself!

I almost want to ask what this sentence means.

You just nod and don’t ask questions, do you really believe me?

——Dao Qiongcang, you are a dog!

Yue Gongli wiped the corners of his eyes and couldn't help but turn into a stubborn fish and dive into the plaque.

"Buzz!"

The strong aura of the evil god's power escaped, and then disappeared into nothingness, as if nothing had happened.

"The power of the evil god?" Some people were surprised, but then they were relieved, "Yes, the power of the evil god."

"This doesn't seem to be Master Li's ability, it feels a little different..."

"Is it important? When this thing comes out, it doesn't look like the Temple of Killing, but like the Temple of Evil!"

"That's true, it's not important, haha."

"anyway……"

"You don't have to ask, Lao Zhou. He finally came back. God knows and earth knows, you know and I know."

"but……"

"Ahem, let's be honest, I really can't hold it in any longer...Why isn't the Holy Emperor Xu Xiaoshou? What will happen if the Eight Masters eat Shenyi's fish? What twists and turns are there in this story? ?”

"Well, I don't know, but he must have a reason for what he said. Of course he thought that you would not be able to figure it out, which means that this is the effect he wants."

"What if I lose my mind?"

"Then you should have been given a special mission, and only you know about it. But it is impossible for you to tell it. If you have told it, it only shows that you have not thought through it, and you are just a simple fool."

"Haha, Lao Cheng, you have figured it out...ahem, he is already in a certain realm."

"Humph, that's not the case!" Old Cheng put his hands on his hips.

"Could it be that it's just a code?"

"No, it's too superficial. You're on the first floor."

"Then, just a joke?"

"What kind of level are you, he is joking with you?"

"Oh, that too."

…

The ruins of God, the first heaven.

"Distinguish me clearly, become transcendent, ascend to the third realm, and see my true name..."

Xu Xiaoshou just felt that he didn't have to give up anything. He only needed to give up his body and identify himself, and he would be able to ascend to the eighteenth heaven.

But now, he doesn't want to "ascend" in this way.

"Summon!"

Ten God's destiny stars came together, and the pillar of reincarnation suddenly fell from the sky.

The two parallel sky above and below were used to build a passable bridge amidst the roaring noise and billowing smoke.

Everyone is waiting.

Everyone's eyes fell on the young man in black sleeveless clothes at the head.

"Kill to heaven."

To Mr. Shou, this was an ordinary sentence.

If it falls in the ears of everyone, it is a symbol, a battle of great ways, and a battle of revenge!

Everyone knows that now that the pattern of the God's Relics has been rewritten, the Eighteenth Heaven must have dug a big hole waiting for it with Yue Gongli's temperament.

But retreat?

God also never retreats.

The holy slave will not retreat!

Under the intense anticipation, Xu Xiaoshou slowly stretched out his withered and burnt hand.

Of course he knew that the person who slapped the pillar in front of him would have to be able to withstand an attack from the majestic power of the evil god.

The strength of this attack has been verified by the Holy Temple members before:

Even the half-saint couldn't hold the Diying Holy Plant before it was beaten away by God.

After the Diying Holy Strain shrank back to the sky in embarrassment, the half-saints could ascend to the sky, and some Taixu with strong combat power could do it too!

but now……

Everything is out of the question.

"Let me do it."

After some mental struggle, Sang Lao felt that he still couldn't let his beloved disciple take risks, even if his beloved disciple's combat power might have surpassed his own.

He just wanted to show his teacher's love with his own body.

Xu Xiaoshou glared at him and stepped back.

Xiaoxiao is too weak, it's just nonsense.

Do I need cannon fodder?

I am the meatiest tank!

"Snapped."

Clap your hands.

There seemed to be a surge of power, and everyone retreated, with Mr. Sang running the fastest.

"Buzz."

The Samsara Sky Ascension Pillar lit up.

Xu Xiaoshou felt a clear guidance coming from his spirit and will, which could still be summed up in two words:

yes?

no?

A thought goes straight to heaven!

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, but did not go directly to the sky. Instead, he put down his hand and looked at Mr. Sang who ran the farthest:

"Perhaps he guessed that I was successful and could withstand the first attack, so he avoided the first attack to create the illusion that there was no attack."

He took a few more shots, but there was no response from the Samsara Tiansheng Pillar.

"Someone else."

So, let me do it instead?

Mr. Sang took a deep breath, but did not refuse, intending to step forward and risk his own life.

The water ghost raised his hand: "I'll do it."

The body of the semi-holy element of the secret of water is stronger than the non-Furutake Jun II Toru Shen Nian Sleeveless Red Burnt Body, at least that's what the water ghost thinks.

Although the mind of the pure soul is strong, it is restricted by the realm of Taixu. Just like the supreme artifact is in the hands of a child, the power of the ancestor is in the ordinary throne. After all, it is limited in what it can exert.

As for the realm, if both are geniuses, it can return to the kingly way!

The water ghost couldn't help but cross the crowd and slapped the pillar of reincarnation with one palm.

"Snapped."

Waves surged out in the void without any abnormalities.

Mr. Sang smiled: "You two, you are too suspicious. If you ask me, the Diying Holy Strain has been hunted down to the 33rd heaven by Shenyi. After all, Yue Gongli is not a world tree, and cannot control the reincarnation of heaven. Zhu did intervene..."

As he spoke, he casually placed his hand on the Samsara Heaven Ascension Pillar, and turned back to look at everyone:

"Look, is everything okay?"

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Lao's head suddenly swelled, and as blood burst out from his seven orifices, a large amount of evil god's power was sprayed out at the same time.

It's like the gas is blocked by a hard object and can only burst out from the most fragile holes.

"Uhhhhh-"

Sang Lao covered his head with one hand, and endless purple energy exploded all over his body, like the purple version of the arrow in the eighth palace.

However, today is no longer the same as that time.

"Xu Xiaoshou!"

Sang Lao shouted, his hand tightly holding the Samsara Heavenly Ascension Pillar and never letting go.

Of course Xu Xiaoshou knew that this old man Sang was not asking him to save him, but was taking this opportunity to see the nature of the Samsara Heavenly Ascension Pillar and the source of this attack.

"Hold on."

On the side of the foot, the mind spirals out, and the unity of heaven and man opens directly...

Buzz!

The brain was shocked.

The body and soul seemed to disappear at the same time.

With 90% of the Dao disk, and the special passive skill of the unity of heaven and man, Xu Xiaoshou still experienced this mysterious realm for the first time.

In just a moment!

He felt that he had left the original place.

The thoughts of billions of creatures in the world are what I do.

The guidance of the endless rules of the Dao is what I use.

A terrifying thought that he had never dared to think of before appeared in his consciousness, and Xu Xiaoshou did it without hesitation:

"Go!"

He easily separated a wisp of consciousness, like the incarnation of the semi-saint's thoughts, and also like the incarnation of the Saint Emperor's thoughts, and used it to cross the Samsara Heaven Ascension Pillar and go straight to the eighteenth heaven.

In this process, this consciousness body clearly perceived the "sarcasm", "rampant", "successful" and other happy emotions in the evil god's power that descended from the sky.

"Diying Holy Plant!"

In the blink of an eye, the light and shadow changed, and the consciousness body seemed to have penetrated a layer of barrier membrane for unknown reasons and came to a new world.

The gravity and spiritual energy here are even stronger.

From the distribution of spatial nodes and the density of ownerless holy power, it can be easily deduced that...

The eighteenth heaven!

The Samsara Heaven Ascension Pillar is presented in a pattern on this heaven, surrounded by six semi-saints.

As if they had sensed something, the six semi-saints stood up at the same time when the consciousness body emerged:

"The semi-saint thought incarnation?"

"Xu Xiaoshou's saint killing is coming up?"

"Huanwangze Saint Emperor, let's kill it first, don't let the consciousness body take the message back!"

Puff--

Strange noises came together.

Xu Xiaoshou had long been accustomed to suicide. This consciousness body, which others regarded as a treasure, he discarded as a worn-out shoe and burned himself on the spot.

The unity of heaven and man in the Yidao disk is naturally not the semi-saint thought incarnation.

On the side of the Ascension Pillar of the Samsara Heaven, Xu Xiaoshou almost simultaneously received the information from the upper realm, and turned back and said:

"Old Sang can withdraw now."

"The water ghost will cover the rear, and those in the Taixu who can fight and gather intelligence can follow, and others should not get involved."

"I will go up first, and everyone will come up in half an hour."

"Wait..." The water ghost hadn't figured out the situation yet, and wanted to ask a few more questions.

Xu Xiaoshou waved his hand.

"Don't worry, there are only six."