Chapter 930 Visiting to Question the Crime
Just like in the memory of his previous life, Yan Jun Dajiao's voice was as dry as two masses of sand rubbing against each other, without the slightest emotional change or ups and downs. His voice sounded to the ears like a ball of dry sand stuffed into the throat, making people feel suffocated and uncomfortable.
"You can't die!" This was Yan Jun Dajiao's first words.
"Go back and teach your sons a lesson!" This was his second sentence.
"You can leave!" Yan Jun Dajiao used these words to hit the three great emperors of the God Clan, Qing Emperor, White Emperor, and Black Emperor.
Clean and neat, without any unnecessary wording, Qing Emperor, Bai Emperor, and Black Emperor rolled their eyes at Yanjun Dajiao's words. They stared at Yanjun Dajiao for a long time before Qingdi smiled bitterly and said: "Thank you, senior." It's a life-saving grace, but we are seriously injured. If we leave at this time...
Yan Jun stared at Qing Emperor with his stiff eyes, and said dryly: "Take medicine when you are seriously injured. You can refine the elixir of immortality yourself, why don't you take it?"
Emperor Qing's paws twitched when he heard it. The elixir of immortality was indeed a first-class life-saving and healing medicine. No matter how serious the injury was, it could be cured with just one pill. However, it is so difficult to refine the elixir of immortality. It took Qingdi countless years to gather the raw materials for nine furnaces of elixirs. Two furnaces were failed, and only seven furnaces with a total of sixty-three elixirs of elixir were successful. With so many pills, some were spent on giving away favors, some were spent on accidental injuries to some important subordinates around me over the years, and a lot were spent on exchanging some rare treasures with outsiders.
Now Qingdi only had a few life-saving elixirs left on his body. He had just eaten three of them, and he was already bleeding from heartache. Now that he has reached a safe place, how can he be willing to lose three more when the injuries can be recovered by spending a little time absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?
A low cough came from above the big tree, and the sphinx whispered: "Master, His Majesty the Qing Emperor wants to use our place to heal his injuries, and they will rush back when the injuries are almost better. Well, no The death medicine is extremely precious, and it would be a waste to lose a few more pills for no reason."
Yan Jun Dajiao stayed for a long time, and the corners of his stiff mouth curled up, and he said dryly: "Is this so? Then, heal your own injuries!" As soon as he closed his eyes, Yan Jun Dajiao's whole body was wrapped in a thick layer of magma, and he felt comfortable He fell asleep comfortably under the infiltration of the magma, leaving the Qing Emperor and the others aside.
The Sphinx gave a bitter smile, shook his head and said: "Master has this temper and does not mean to neglect the three majesties. Please help yourself, your majesties, and go back when your injuries are healed. This time the heaven is plotting against the three majesties. It is very unfavorable to us. The three major gods cannot become vassals of the heaven. This is our bottom line. After the three of them go back, let's teach some princes a lesson."
The Qing Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor looked at each other and at the same time bowed their hands to the Sphinx.
Thank you for your life-saving grace. The Sphinx's words were very clear. They didn't want to see the three major gods being taken over by Heaven. That's why the Sphinx arrived in time and drove away Wu Xian. But whether this "they" refers to Yanjun Dajiao's master and disciple or some other beings along with him, this is what Qingdi and the others dare not ask.
Except for the Nuwa Saint who sits quietly in the Wa Palace and ignores worldly affairs, the other seven Buddhas, Nine Paths, and Eighteen Saints are the thirty-five most powerful Taoist realm powers in the Pangu world today. They represent the top power in the world, and their will is almost the will of heaven.
Yanjun Dajiao is one of the Eighteen Saints, a tyrannical existence born in chaos before the creation of the world. After the creation of the world, he survived countless calamities and finally combined his body with the Tao in a certain calamity of heaven and earth. In that calamity that destroyed everything, He escaped with his whole body and achieved the Hunyuan Zhengguo which is immortal for all eternity.
In front of such a person, even if his actions and words are too weird, how can Qing Emperor and the other gods who were born after the creation of the world dare to talk nonsense? Because of their origins, the Qing Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor will never be able to unite with the Tao. At most, they can have the divine power and supernatural powers of the He Dao realm, but it is absolutely impossible for them to truly unite with the Tao, and they cannot reach the state of immortality and immortality.
Bowing respectfully to Lord Yan's big horn, the three of them sat cross-legged on the roots of the big red tree, silently using their magical powers to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to restore their own cultivation. It's just that the place is surrounded by magma, sea, and fire-attributed auras that disperse any other auras. The three of them can only cooperate with each other to use the magical power of the Five Elements Transformation to convert the fire-attributed auras into acquired auras that they can use to recover their injuries. The efficiency is really slow. Can.
The sphinx lowered his head and looked at the three of them. He waved the long sword in his hand in the air. The root of the tree where the man was sitting slowly changed color and the red flame disappeared. He didn't know how deep it penetrated into the Pangu Continent. The rhizomes absorbed a large amount of Jiamu, Gengjin, and Guishui gas and transported them up, continuously injecting them into the Qing Emperor's three bodies.
Qing Emperor gratefully opened his eyes and nodded to the Sphinx, then closed his eyes again, all his mind immersed in healing.
The spiritual energy of the three attributes absorbed by the red sacred tree gathered around Qingdi and the others, forming a small spiritual realm that was richer than the underground spiritual cave with Xiongyuan. Qingdi and the other three were powerful in cultivation, and their bodies were like black holes swallowing up the spiritual energy around them. A portion of his spiritual energy was refined and transformed into one part of his own divine power, and a million copies of his own spiritual energy were transformed into a trace of his own divine energy. The severely injured body began to gradually regain its vitality.
Because of the existence of Yanjun's big horns and the sphinx, Qingdi and the others did not have to worry about harm from foreign enemies, so they closed their five senses and six consciousnesses and focused all their attention on healing. They are unaware of everything happening in the outside world, and only rely on their instincts to absorb spiritual energy to heal their injuries. In this way, their healing speed is at least 10,000 times faster than before, and they can heal their injuries in a few days at most.
As elves condensed from the way of heaven, Qingdi and the others do have unique abilities in healing.
But soon, the recovery speed of their injuries gradually slowed down. Gradually, the divine power converted into the spiritual energy absorbed by their bodies and the natal divine energy compressed into the divine power disappeared from their bodies one by one.
Wu Qi carefully sneaked under the three of them. He also put away his five senses and six consciousnesses, transforming into a vague Qi of Hongmeng. The Qi of the Thief penetrated the bodies of Qing Di and the three of them along the roots of the big tree. , carefully collecting the regenerated divine power and natal divine energy in their [body].
Pure and huge divine power continued to pour into Wu Qi's body, gradually accumulating savings in his body. Wu Qi comfortably absorbed the divine power and divine essence that Qing Emperor and the others had worked so hard to refine. At the same time, the spirit of the great thief gradually became compatible with the core of their sleeping souls. Like a copy machine, they carefully copied the laws given to them by heaven when they were born. Enlightenment.
The first generation of gods when the heaven and earth opened up, they possess the most complete imprint of the laws of heaven they represent. Those immortals in later generations who practice wood, water, and metal techniques, even if they have reached the realm of breaking the Dao, will not be able to fight with them. The laws and imprints possessed by Qing Emperor and others are comparable.
There were even immortals in the Dao-breaking realm who asked Qingdi and the others at a heavy cost, just to get a few words of advice from them on the true secrets of the way of heaven. But now, without spending any effort, Wu Qi got everything they knew from Qingdi and the others.
The vast laws of heaven were slowly absorbed by Wu Qi, and what was stolen by him were also the experiences and insights of the three emperors over the countless years, the joys, anger, sorrows, grievances, and even how many secret treasure rooms they had. How many concubines were kept secretly outside, and these top-secret information were stolen one by one by Wu Qi.
The white mouse who inherited the Sutra of "Don't Beggar Thieves" was hunted down by the powerful Zhou Tian in his previous life. This makes sense. No one wants the most precious thing in their heart to be stolen at will. Only the heirs of the Sutra who have gained the first hint of thief spirit in the world can have such perverted magical powers that everyone is afraid of.
There was so much information in the soul cores of the three great emperors that Wu Qi roughly estimated that it would take him several days of effort to turn all their memories into his own. Smiling with satisfaction, Wu Qi also calmed down. While absorbing the memories of the three great emperors, he also absorbed their newly refined divine power and divine essence. At the same time, he carefully poured a trace of the thief's energy into the red sacred tree, and slowly extracted the red sacred tree. The natal essence is integrated into oneself.
The natal essence contained in the red sacred tree was so huge that Wu Qi almost cried. Those were tears of excitement and surprise. This sacred tree has not yet produced any spiritual intelligence. It is like a butterfly in a cocoon waiting for the day when quantity changes into quality and it breaks out of the cocoon. Wu Qi could absorb his natal essence as much as he wanted without worrying about being discovered, as long as he controlled the speed of absorption and didn't let the aura of the red sacred tree change too quickly.
His own mana thickened bit by bit, and the Heaven-Refining Gun quietly moved. The absorbed essence, divine power, and divine energy were all forged into one body by the Heaven-Refining Gun.
Just when Wu Qi was taking great pleasure in stealing benefits, a thunderbolt with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles roared down from the void. In the terrifying sound of the thunderstorm, the 360,000 forbidden coins arranged by Yan Jun's big horn around this red sacred tree Suddenly loosened, all the forbidden runes had numerous cracks. This thunder strike almost destroyed the restriction imposed by Yanjun Dajiao, and even woke up Yanjun Dajiao from his deep sleep.
"Are you looking for death?" Yan Jun Dajiao always spoke so simply. He stood up slowly with his eyes widened and looked at an old man in Taoist clothing suspended in the sky who made a naked death threat.
There was a hazy purple cloud wrapped around him, and he was sitting cross-legged on a green futon. The old man, who was as flawless as a bronze bell, narrowed his eyes, and his long silver eyebrows, which were about three feet long, moved automatically in the wind beside him. There are mysterious trajectories.
Looking down at Lord Yan Dajiao, the old Taoist shouted in a deep voice: "Dajiao, your disciple, why did you ruin the plan of heaven?"
Dajiao stared at his eyes and yelled blankly: "What's wrong? What the hell do you care?"
The old Taoist opened his mouth, as if he knew that he couldn't explain clearly to a fool like Dajiao. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Hand over the Qing Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Black Emperor. Otherwise, the old Taoist will destroy your source of fire today!" "
"Fuck your mother!" Yanjun Dajiao's words and deeds were always so direct. He jumped into the air, pulled out a spear wrapped in purple fire from nowhere, and stabbed the old Taoist in the abdomen with one shot. . His speed obviously showed the reaction of the old Taoist, and the spear pierced the old Taoist's abdomen heavily.
The old Taoist groaned, took out a Dragon Tiger Gold Ruyi with his backhand and smashed it on his head. "Cang clang", the big bang on Dajiao's forehead was dented.
Dajiao flew to the ground, and Lao Dao flew into the air. Both of them gasped and looked at each other without saying a word for a long time.
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