Chapter 484 Arrangement

"You said, give me this inheritance?"

The clouds and smoke swayed in the Hualong Pond, which seemed like a fairyland.

Yang Que looked at the Hualong Master in front of him with some surprise.

The Hualong Master held a rotating stream of light in his hand, and there was a trace of helplessness in his mung bean-like eyes:

"It can't be helped if they don't want it... It's been so long, and there's no suitable one. I think you're barely qualified, so I'll give it to you."

Hearing the words of the Hualong Master, Yang Que felt a little suffocated in his chest.

Am I that bad?

I'm the number one person under the Huashen, right?

Even if I used to be.

But knowing that a magic weapon spirit doesn't understand the ways of the world and speaks without restraint, he could only let out a long breath.

Then he looked at Master Hualong, his mind changed slightly, and he hesitated:

"Master, why do you have to rush to give this inheritance to the cultivator? Maybe we don't have the right candidates to inherit these inheritances in Daqian at the moment, but maybe there will be in the future?"

Master Hualong rolled his eyes:

"Just relying on those crooked melons and cracked dates? The foundation is not well laid. I can't expect it even if I wait for hundreds of years. My friends don't want to wait anymore. Don't talk nonsense. Do you want it or not?"

When Yang Que heard this, although he still felt that there were many things that didn't make sense in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little unwilling and angry when he recalled the feeling of powerlessness in front of that cultivator before.

He looked at Master Hualong again and said in a deep voice:

"Can this inheritance help me defeat that person?"

Master Hualong understood the meaning, and he was merciless when he heard it, laughing:

"Don't think about it!"

"Do you think the inheritance of Lianxu is some kind of magical thing? Learning it can make people reborn and ignore the essential difference between each other?"

"You are not a young man who has just practiced cultivation. Why are you still so naive?"

"The person who defeated you, although I can't see through all his ways, I can see that his foundation is strong, several times stronger than you. Not to mention you, count 20,000 years ago, there are only two or three cultivators in the entire Xiaocang world who are in the Nascent Soul Realm who can be stronger than him!"

Yang Que paused.

Although he was somewhat aware of the gap between them, he still felt frustrated when he heard Master Hualong's straightforward words.

He said with some shame and annoyance:

"Then what's the use of this inheritance of refining emptiness! Will I never be able to defeat him?"

Then Master Hualong stroked his beard and shook his head:

"How foolish! I said, even if you die, you can't compare to him in the Nascent Soul Realm, but what if you reach the God Transformation Realm?"

"God Transformation?"

Yang Que's heart was slightly moved, but then he shook his head slightly and sighed:

"Master may not know that the outside world now does not allow the existence of God Transformation cultivators, otherwise I should have been preparing to enter the God Transformation Realm now."

Master Hualong couldn't help laughing again:

"It's not allowed elsewhere, but it's not the case here!"

Yang Que's heart suddenly shuddered, and he looked at Master Hualong in disbelief.

"Master... no, senior, you mean, here, one can be promoted to the God Transformation Realm?"

"Yes!"

Master Hualong clapped his hands and smiled:

"This place can not only reduce the power of the thunder tribulation outside for the cultivators, allowing the cultivators to be promoted, but it is also high enough to accommodate the cultivators who have reached the Perfect God Transformation Realm."

"God Transformation, Perfect?!"

Hearing this realm that he had already given up, Yang Que's heart was uncontrollably stirred.

But he soon calmed down:

"Even if I become a god-transforming cultivator, I am just trapped in this dragon-transforming pool. I still don't have the chance to defeat that person... But it's good to have the opportunity to step into the god-transforming realm."

The Dragon-transforming Master shook his head and said:

"Then you are wrong. The inheritance I gave you is called 'Suda's Dharma', which is a superior method for forging the soul. After this method is cultivated, it can temporarily blind the induction of the will of heaven and earth, allowing you to take action in a very short time. However, it should not be difficult to defeat a Nascent Soul cultivator with the God-transforming realm, even if it takes a short time, right?"

Yang Que's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Of course it's not difficult!"

However, what surprised Master Hualong was that even with such a great temptation in front of him, Yang Que quickly regained his composure and said seriously:

"Please tell me frankly, what do I need to pay to help me like this."

Master Hualong glanced at Yang Que, a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and then he did not hide it:

"I only hope that you can get the recognition of Hualongchi one day, become the master of Hualongchi, and let Hualongchi's true spirit leave this place."

"Become the master of Hualongchi, let Hualongchi's true spirit leave... deal?"

Yang Que heard this, his expression was inexplicable, and finally nodded:

"Please teach me, senior!"

Master Hualong laughed, flicked his fingers, and the rotating stream of light in his palm quickly fell into Yang Que's brow.

At this moment, a mysterious and mysterious technique was imprinted in his Nascent Soul, and the more mysterious true meaning of the technique also rushed in madly.

At the same time, the voice of Master Hualong came to his ears:

"When you have completely transformed your own cultivation into this technique, you can come to me. I will do my best to help you enter the God Transformation, but whether you can succeed depends on yourself. You should do it on your own."

Yang Que slowly came back to his senses, but found himself in the sky above the imperial capital.

Feeling the "Sudasa Dharma" that appeared in his Nascent Soul, the feeling in his heart at this moment was completely different from before he entered the Hualong Pool.

"Transformation of the God... With this "Sotuo Zunfa", if I step into the Transformation of the God, who else can fight with me in the Ogura Realm?"

In his mind, he subconsciously thought of the young figure who had given him an endless blow before.

But soon, a touch of calmness flashed in Yang Que's eyes.

"the same as you."

He then fell towards the Imperial Capital below, but before he fell into it, he turned his head slightly and looked into the distance.

"Telephone?"

In the distant sky, a stream of light flew toward him at great speed.

It is a specially made transmission note.

Yang Que quickly frowned as his spiritual consciousness penetrated:

"Five losses are pretty big."

"That monk who was good at using illusions before was the deputy sect leader of Feng Linzhou's original demon sect?"

"It seems that cultivator Feng Linzhou has colluded with those heretic evil gods. After I succeed, I will first clear out the heretic evil gods, and then clean up Feng Linzhou as well."

Just thinking about it.

The monks in the imperial capital below also noticed his aura and flew up one after another.

The first, a white-haired old man with perfect Nascent Soul, was extremely respectful in front of Yang Que and saluted:

"Jiubian Gong."

Jiubian Gong was Yang Que's title, and it was almost the highest title anyone with a foreign surname could obtain in the Daqian Dynasty.

Yang Que nodded slightly:

"How is it? Nothing happened while I was away, right?"

The white-haired old man chuckled and said:

"Even if Duke Jiubian is not in the imperial capital, how many people dare to touch the tiger's beard?"

Yang Que hesitated after hearing this and continued to ask:

"Are there any overseas monks coming here?"

"Overseas monks?"

The white-haired old man hesitated and shook his head:

"No, none of the personnel we sent out have seen it."

Yang Que frowned, thought for a while, and asked again:

"Where is the Eighth Prince?"

The white-haired old man looked troubled:

"He is still hiding in the palace. The palace is protected and we can't attack it."

Yang Que snorted softly:

"He's stubborn. I wanted to give him some respect...don't worry about him. He didn't add anything. Just relying on the things in the storage artifact, I won't be able to hold on sooner or later. Now you do two things."

The white-haired old man said quickly: "Mr. Jiubian, please give me your instructions."

Yang Que was not polite and said directly:

"The first thing is to immediately take people to see the situation of the five sects. I received news that the top leaders of the five sects have suffered heavy losses. We cannot let go of this opportunity. At the same time, we must inform all the monks in Daqian that I want to reestablish Daqian. It is orthodox, so we invite heroes from all over the world..."

The crane-haired old man perked up and said quickly: "Jiubian Gong should have done this a long time ago. If you raise your arms and call out, every city in the world will surely follow you!"

Yang Que didn't care about the other party's praise and continued:

"Second thing, you should immediately arrange for manpower to carefully investigate the foundations of the cults that started more than a hundred years ago. Be sure to find out! This matter is more important than the previous one."

Seeing Yang Que's serious expression, the white-haired old man also immediately became serious:

"I'll make arrangements right away."

Yang Que nodded.

Watching the gray-haired old man and the monks leaving in a hurry, he raised his head slightly and looked at the Dragon Transformation Pond in mid-air.

His eyes were profound and incomprehensible.

"Hualong Pond..."

…

"Before he left, Palace Master Guan just told us that he would come as soon as he left. Unexpectedly, he did not come back after that."

Wanxiang Sect.

Zhen Berne recounted the scene when he met Guan Ao for the last time with a solemn expression.

Wang Hao frowned.

On the side, Qu Shentong looked thoughtful and asked:

"Besides these, did he say anything else?"

Zhen Bern shook his head:

"No, judging from his appearance, he should be ready to come back, so he didn't leave anything else."

Wang Ba and Qu Shentong couldn't help but glance at each other, and both saw a hint of heaviness in each other's eyes.

Obviously, an unexpected incident occurred that prevented Guan Ao from returning in time.

As for Guan Ao, who can be compared to half a god, he has not returned yet. What does this mean? It is worth pondering.

Wang Hao frowned and thought, then said:

"Based on the information we have so far, it's probably the true spirit from Hualong Pond who suddenly took away Palace Master Guan, or deceived him, so that Palace Master Guan didn't even have time to send us the news... I was careless about this, I didn't expect it. That Hualongchi True Spirit would take action so decisively, I beg the sect leader to punish him."

Qu Shentong shook his head slightly:

"The deputy sect leader's original intention is also for the sect. Moreover, these disciples have indeed made great progress and gained a lot by going there. The plan now is to try to determine whether the master of Guan Palace has been kidnapped into the Hualong Pond, or there is something else going on. "

Wang Hao said in a deep voice:

"I will go to Huangjizhou to continue investigating."

Qu Shentong nodded and warned:

"Palace Master Guan's soul lamp is still on, so you don't have to get into trouble because of your hurry... If something goes wrong, come back immediately."

The two quickly agreed upon arrangements.

But just as Wang Hao was about to use Xiao Zhou Tian's magical power to escape, he suddenly heard Pang Xiu's greeting.

His eyes asked for Qu Shentong's instructions, and then he hurriedly landed in the Wanxiang Sutra Library.

Jiang Yi, a bald female cultivator in Taoist robes, was waiting for Wang Hao with a somewhat solemn expression. The first time she saw him, she said something that surprised Wang Hao:

"Your previous guess was correct, but there is no problem with your disciple's inheritance of transformation into gods. The real problem is the Nascent Soul inheritance that other disciples brought back with them without any restrictions."

"In these inherited techniques, I discovered something the same."

Wang Ba's expression was slightly condensed, and he vaguely guessed something, but still asked:

"What is it?"

Jiang Yi looked solemn:

"A flaw in the technique that can stimulate the Nascent Soul cultivator to explode in a very short period of time, forming enough power to transform into a god."

Wang Hao was startled, and then suddenly realized:

"Ye Cangsheng is really not dead?"

His words were extremely jumpy, but Jiang Yi understood what he meant and nodded:

"The God Transformation Technique and the Void Refining Technique are more like a bait hanging on all the monks, attracting everyone's attention. Even if some people are suspicious, they will only pay attention to these God Transformation Techniques and the Void Refining inheritance, and these Nascent Soul The exercises are accessible to more people, and no one will doubt the safety of Yuanying Exercises.”

"But no one would have thought that the real trap is hidden in these Nascent Soul Skills. Once someone takes advantage of the flaws in these skills, the Nascent Soul monks who practice these skills can simultaneously trigger the catastrophe of divine transformation... Heaven and Earth The power of will will be drained in an instant, leaving an opportunity for those who really want to transcend the tribulation and ascend."

"If my guess is correct, this should be the handiwork of Ye Cangsheng... I underestimated the heroes in this world."

Jiang Yi sighed and shook his head, with a complicated expression.

She has always had a natural arrogance. It is not because of her temperament, but because she came here from the Yun Tian Realm where cultivation and civilization are prosperous. It is like a mortal royal child going to experience the life of the people. Everything here is not as good as the Yun Tian Realm. Naturally, she will I feel looked down upon.

However, now that I think about it, Ye Cangsheng was still able to work hard when his Taoism was declining, and even heaven and earth did not allow the existence of monks who cultivated the void. He cultivated to the middle stage of the cultivation, and still tried his best to cultivate his own blood descendants, and finally sacrificed his blood to the entire clan. , just to ascend.

With such a firm Taoist heart and talent, no matter what is good or evil, looking at the Yun Tian Realm, there are probably only a few people who can achieve it.

If the environment of the Yuntian Realm existed, I am afraid that his achievements would not be inferior to those of Patriarch Chongyuan.

Wang Ba's face became much heavier when he heard this, but he did not indulge in the shock caused by Ye Cangsheng's death. Instead, he asked:

"It can lead to the catastrophe of becoming a god. So, these techniques can help them condense Taoism?"

Jiang Yi was a little surprised by Wang Yan's reaction, but after hearing this, he still shook his head slowly:

"As I said just now, what breaks out is the realm of cultivation, not Taoism. If the realm of cultivation is sufficient and strength overcomes skill, it can also trigger the catastrophe of transformation into a god. However, without the help of Taoism, if you want to successfully overcome the tribulation, That hope is so slim that it’s almost negligible.”

"That's it..."

Wang Haowei was a little disappointed.

If these techniques can quickly achieve Taoism, then he might even be able to help Ye Cangsheng.

"So, Ye Cangsheng did not die, but quickly adjusted his direction and used the Hualong Pond to prepare for the next ascension."

"It's just that the only thing that's uncertain now is, where is Ye Cangsheng?"

After hearing Wang Ba's question, Jiang Yi had a different idea:

"He is so impatient to start the layout now, it even seems a bit hasty. I'm afraid his condition won't be much better, but he must be hiding very deep. It's very difficult for you to find him. It's better to think about how to stop him. Spread these Nascent Soul Skills."

"Otherwise, once the power of the will of heaven and earth is briefly drained, those world eaters outside the world may also see an opportunity to break in."

Jiang Yi's face showed a rare hint of urgency, and he said decisively:

"These Nascent Soul Techniques must be destroyed!"

Wang Bao nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words:

"What the senior said is absolutely true. Ye Cangsheng is so anxious that it will probably only take a few hundred years at most... But it is impossible to prevent the spread of these Nascent Soul skills."

The Hualong Pond was not just opened to the monks. In these days, even the God Transformation Techniques have been released a lot, let alone the Nascent Soul Techniques. I am afraid they have already spread.

Even if they have great abilities, they cannot destroy the techniques and stop the monks from practicing.

"However, there is actually no solution."

As if he thought of something, a strange light flashed in Wang Yan's eyes.

Jiang Yi couldn't help but be curious:

"any solution?"

Wang Ba smiled:

"There are many, but there is the simplest way, as long as the number of Yuanying monks in Huangjizhou is not too large."

Jiang Yiwei was a little confused.

Wang Hao did not explain anything, but activated his 'Xiao Zhou Tian Escape Magical Power' and quickly disappeared in front of Jiang Yi.

Quickly crossing nearly ten Zhuniao Tokens, his figure immediately appeared in Huangji Continent.

Glancing at the sky, he activated the power of the Yinshen and quickly disappeared into the air.

Half a day later, he casually threw a comatose Huangjizhou Nascent Soul monk into the secret realm of the scroll, looking thoughtfully:

"It's unintentional. That Yang Que is quite fast. He has actually begun to arrange manpower to gather the sect forces and unite with other cities to encircle and suppress the evil cults that the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods is doing. However, it is still a bit slow."

After thinking about it, Wang Ba quickly teleported away from Huangji Continent and appeared on a small island above the East China Sea. Then he sat cross-legged and concentrated on the statue in the sea of ​​​​consciousness on Lingtai.

at the same time.

The southwest coast of Huangjizhou.

In the Yin Temple, Wang Hao slowly opened his eyes.

After glancing around, he immediately stood up and left the temple, quickly flying outside the Mother Goddess Temple.

Seeing Wang Ba's figure, the temples around the Mother Goddess Temple all came with friendly and harmonious greetings from the evil gods.

Wang Ba also responded one by one, without any arrogance.

Soon, a huge placenta phantom also emerged in the Mother Goddess Temple, and a voice rang out from it:

"Yin God, what are you doing here?"

Wang Ba bowed respectfully, and then responded in a way that matched Yin God:

"Reply to the Mother God, I learned an important news from the clone of the human cultivator. After understanding it, I immediately came back to report to the Mother God."

Hearing Wang Ba's words, the voice in the placenta suddenly became solemn:

"Oh? What's the news?"

Wang Ba said in a deep voice: "Does the Mother God still remember the human cultivator who tore the Supreme Sky before?"

In the placenta, the Mother Goddess' words were full of anger, but there was not much emotion in her voice:

"Of course I remember it clearly. If it weren't for this person, we wouldn't have to start all over again."

"What you said is related to him? Isn't he dead?"

Hearing some resentment in the Mother Goddess's tone, Wang Ba changed the words he had prepared slightly without changing his expression:

"That's right! The human cultivator is named Ye Cangsheng, the ancestor of Daqian in Huangjizhou. He was originally in the middle stage of Lianxu. In fact, although he was seriously injured, he was not dead. He is just hiding in secret now, intending to use the cultivators of Huangjizhou as pawns to drain all the power of the Supreme Sky..."

Hearing this, let alone the Mother Goddess, even the evil gods around were filled with indignation.

As the Mother Goddess' realm gradually improved, her mood became much calmer. She only asked with a little ripple:

"How can we solve it? Does Yin Shen have any solution?"

Wang Ba sighed in a pretentious manner:

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. I wanted to avoid the attention of Han Yanzi and other Lianxu cultivators on Fenglinzhou and secretly accumulate strength, but now Huangjizhou is the foundation of our growth. As the saying goes, how can we allow others to sleep soundly beside our bed? The plan now is..."

"...We can only try our best to eradicate the cultivators of Daqian!"

Wang Ba's proposal immediately attracted the support of the evil gods around.

"Our incense is becoming increasingly scarce, and it's time to grab incense again!"

"Yin Shen is right!"

"The sect I founded now seems to be wiped out by the Daqian cultivators."

However, no sound came out of the huge placenta.

When Wang Ba was still a little uneasy, he finally heard the voice in the placenta:

"Just listen to Yin Shen... Yin Shen, you come in."

Wang Ba breathed a sigh of relief, but then he was slightly lifted up in his heart and flew into the Mother Goddess Temple.

As soon as he entered the temple, an umbilical cord quickly flew from the placenta and instantly inserted into his body.

Wang Ba resisted the urge to fight back.

The Mother Goddess's voice also sounded in his ears:

"This is the reward for your timely discovery of such important information this time."

The next moment, the rolling incense power poured into his body.

With the influx of these incense powers, his red statue body quickly swelled and solidified, full of a real texture, and it was almost not like a dead sculpture at all.

The umbilical cord fell off quickly.

However, the Mother Goddess's voice with a hint of confusion also sounded:

"Why...you haven't been promoted to the third-class god yet?"

Wang Ba's heart tightened slightly.

Family members know their own affairs.

What other reason could there be? It was nothing more than that when the Yin God was promoted, the power of the transformed soul of the statue was also dispersed to his other two incarnations.

The huge amount of incense power that was originally enough for the Yin God to complete the promotion was suddenly divided into three parts and eaten by three mouths, so it naturally could not meet the conditions for promotion.

However, he could not say such things, and could only explain simply:

"I lost a lot of money to find out the news before, and there were not many believers, so..."

Fortunately, the mother goddess did not ask more questions, and encouraged him simply and without emotion.

Wang Ba then returned to his temple, and his consciousness returned to his body.

However, he did not return to the Wanxiang Sect, but returned to the Huangji Continent and waited for a long time.

Just when he was about to give up, Guan Ao's voice finally sounded in the Lingxi Stone.

Wang Ba rushed over as soon as possible.

Seeing Guan Ao, there was not much change in his body. He just looked at Wang Ba with a little apology in his eyes:

"I made you worry..."

Wang Ba secretly checked Guan Ao carefully, and after confirming that he was not possessed, he smiled:

"It's good that he is fine. Let's go back first."

After that, he immediately took Guan Ao back to Wanxiang Sect.

Qu Shentong and Elder Ji Ying and others also rushed over after hearing the news. After a conversation, they finally understood the situation.

"I know that there is probably something wrong with this Hualong Pond, but this is related to the Taoist temple after all, how can I not take some risks? And I am there. If there is any change later, I can know it in the first time. So after Master Hualong took me into the Hualong Pond, I thought about it and decided to give it a try."

"In the future, I will go to Hualong Pond regularly. I want to try whether I can enter the Huashen there."

Guan Ao's face was calm and composed.

Seeing that Guan Ao had already thought through the possible consequences and had made up his mind, Qu Shentong and Wang Ba looked at each other and stopped trying to dissuade him.

"If there are any changes, remember to inform me in time."

Qu Shentong left a word and left in a hurry.

As a sect leader, he has too many things to be busy with.

Wang Ba put a Zhuniao Token in Guan Ao's hand, then said nothing more and returned to Wanfa Peak.

He can't use his magic power at will now. He had to go out to find Guan Ao and others before. Now that Guan Ao has been found, he can rest assured to cultivate the yin and yang.

…

The rare peaceful time passed quietly.

As time went by, the pain and many impacts caused by the previous Sky Splitting Incident were gradually erased.

In the blink of an eye, eighty years have passed.

Wanfa Peak.

The secret realm of beads.

Wang Bao's face showed rare nervousness as he looked carefully at the incubation tank in front of him.

There, several slender black eggs slightly emitted a different kind of light under the sunlight formed by the formation.

He has been here for half a year.

This day.

Among the several black eggs, one finally moved slowly. (End of chapter)