Chapter 677 Is He Back?

Chapter 679 Is he back?

Swordsman Continent, Southern Xinjiang, Huayu God Palace.

Time flies by, and thousands of years pass by. At this time, the Huayu God's Palace has expanded a lot, the incense is extremely prosperous, and countless believers come and go to worship.

In the mist of fragrant fragrance, you can vaguely see the statue of the god enshrined in the main hall. It is solemn and solemn, majestic, surrounded by five spirits, and a little blood red in the eyebrows. Because it was sculpted by the ancestors of southern Xinjiang, it naturally contains the mystery of this place. Cultural color, so the overall look of this statue is a bit strange, more like a terrifying mysterious demon god.

This statue is none other than the God of Flower Rain, the most admired god in southern Xinjiang for thousands of years, and the number one immortal in the world, Xu Zifan, who once left endless legends in this continent.

Today, the former Huayu God Palace has become the Huayu God Temple, and the incense is becoming more and more prosperous. Every day, countless believers come to worship, kowtow, and pray devoutly, hoping that the god will appear and bless themselves.

Everyone here is extremely devout towards the God of Flower and Rain. It is their highest belief. Naturally, they are also very familiar with the statue of the God of Flower and Rain. It can be said that it is the supreme dharma image in the hearts of countless people for generations.

But on this day, after a believer kowtowed devoutly and prayed, he looked up and discovered that something was different. The blood-red spot between the eyebrows of the god's statue had disappeared.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the entire statue of the God King also became dark, as if it had lost its aura and divinity.

"This this……"

The believers were stunned, even ordinary mortals could see the difference, not to mention some practitioners.

"Did the Lord God abandon us?"

Some believers cried out in sorrow and were at a loss, wondering in their hearts whether they were not pious enough.

This change in the statue of God Huayu quickly alarmed the temple priests here. This was a very old woman, and time turned into ravines and climbed up her forehead and cheeks.

No one in the world knows how old she lived. They only know that their grandfather's grandfather saw this extremely mysterious temple blessing when he was a child.

There is even a legend that she once had the honor to pay homage to the true form of Lord Huayu, and was impressed by his power. From then on, she guarded this place, waiting for the return of the Lord.

This mysterious temple minister was leaning on a snake-shaped crutch and came to the statue of Huayu God. When he saw the state of the statue, tears suddenly flowed down his face.

She couldn't help but think of what happened back then. At that time, she was just an insignificant person. She grew up listening to the legendary deeds of the Divine Lord. Later, by chance, she was lucky enough to meet the Divine Lord once or twice, and was attracted by his supreme grace. I was convinced and volunteered to guard here from now on, hoping to see the divine king coming again one day.

However, later on, the Divine Lord rarely even manifested in the world. It was rumored that he was fighting unimaginable enemies of immortals and demons in the outer world. And there, the Divine Lord was equally brilliant and left endless legends.

The last appearance of the God King was to save all souls with the Tribulation Ark, keeping the world away from the flames of war and the most terrible blood disaster, but he himself flew away into the sky alone and never came back.

"Shenjun, when will you come back? Ayouduo misses you!"

The old woman murmured in a low voice, looking at the statue that had lost its aura and turned into a dark and ancient statue, tears streaming down her eyes.

"Three thousand years have passed, and a new world has come. Will even the last miracle you left in the world disappear?"

The old woman murmured, her voice was very soft, and she was extremely sad. As the years passed, and the world passed by, the god stayed in the world, and the only place that still had some magic left was here. And today, the magic here has also dissipated.

"No, with the support of endless faith, the blood of the Divine Lord should not disappear!"

The old woman's color suddenly changed. She once saw with her own eyes a drop of the divine king's blood flying out and falling into the forehead of the statue, making this place magical from then on.

She also listened to what many supreme figures said after paying tribute here. As long as their faith is not lost, a god will eventually be transformed here. Although he is no longer a god, he will have the blood of a god.

"Could it be that the power of faith condensed the gods and took away the blood of the gods?"

This was the old woman's first reaction at this time, but she soon overturned her speculation. If the power of faith condensed the gods, it would definitely not make this place lose its magic, but would make it greatly increase. .

"Did someone steal the blood of the Divine Lord?"

The old woman was confused, but she quickly shook her head. Absolutely not. There had been many supreme figures here who had laid back-up guards to protect the blood of the divine king. Even if a true immortal came, they would never be able to silently and silently remove the blood of the divine monarch. Stripped from the idol.

"what's going on?"

The old woman became more and more confused. Unless the blood of the Divine Lord flew away on its own, nothing made sense.

And thinking of this, the old woman's expression changed drastically again. If the blood of the God King really flew away on its own, what would that mean?

Is the Lord God returning?

Even if it wasn't, then something related to the Divine Lord had happened.

The old woman's expression kept changing. She knew that today's matter was not simple. She quickly took out a jade talisman from her clothes and clicked on a red bump in the center of the jade talisman without hesitation.

Suddenly, several rays of fairy light flew out from the jade talisman and shot towards the distant sky.

And a moment later, rays of immortal light rushed out from many immortal family holy places, heading towards the Huayu God Temple in Southern Xinjiang.

The first person to arrive was a woman in red, wrapped in Hundian Ling, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Following closely, a Tai Chi Dao diagram appeared, black water surged across the starry sky, and a tall Taoist and an old man descended at the same time. They were Zhang Sanfeng and Gui Xianren, two of the strongest people in the world.

After them, another green fairy light came from the other side of the distant sea. This was a green-haired woman, exuding a natural and fresh breath. She was the towering giant tree in the southwest swamp of Zhuxian Continent. She had already broken through to the realm of true fairyland and was a rare peerless master in this world.

"Greetings to the immortals!"

The old woman bowed her head and worshiped, very pious, and then she told several people what happened here.

The four people were all shocked when they heard it, and their eyes were full of excitement. They looked at the statue.

"The blood of the gods was not stolen by others, but flew away by itself!"

Zhang Sanfeng explored everything around him and was the first to speak and confirmed this matter.

"Could it be..."

The woman in red was extremely excited, as if she had thought of something, and her body was trembling.

"Is it my brother who has returned?"

The woman in red is Xiao Shuang. With her extraordinary talent, she has also achieved the Dao fruit of a true immortal. Her fighting power is extremely terrifying and is not inferior to that of an old-fashioned true immortal.

"Even if it is not him, something related to him has appeared!"

Turtle Immortal nodded, with a complicated look and joy in his eyes.

"The previous Dao sympathized with each other and the strange phenomena were born. Could it be related to this matter?"

The green-haired woman also spoke, with a ray of hope in her eyes.

"Use the Xuanming Mirror to explore the world!"

Zhang Sanfeng spoke again. The Xuanming Mirror was once the Taoist weapon of that person. If that person came back, this immortal weapon would definitely be able to sense it.

Xiao Shuang heard the words and wiped away the excited tears from the corners of her eyes. The light in her hand flashed, and a black and green divine mirror appeared in her hand.

Then the four people worked together to drive it, and saw the scenery in the mirror change rapidly, using the ability of the immortal mirror to explore the sky, the ground, and the universe.

Half an hour later, a trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of several people, and then they started to explore again, but the result was the same. Even though they searched the universe and the human world, they still found nothing.

"Impossible, no, it must be my brother who is back."

The little double eyes were red. The demon fairy, who was usually known for his coldness, had red eyes many times today because of one person.

The other three people also frowned. In any case, the combined power of the four people to activate the immortal artifact Xuanming Mirror should be able to detect the whereabouts of the divine blood.

"I know, it's him, haha, it's definitely him!"

Turtle Immortal suddenly laughed.

"Nothing can be found, which shows that it is him!"

Turtle Immortal looked confident.

"Could it be?"

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have thought of something, with doubt in his eyes.

"Yes, don't forget, he has a forbidden power, which confuses the secrets of heaven and blocks all exploration and deduction."

Turtle Immortal spoke again, making everyone around him look bright.

"Haha, it's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly, and it can be seen that he was very happy. Although he and Xu Zifan had only met a few times, they had fought side by side and had an extremely deep friendship.

The other three people were naturally the same, and they all had a close relationship with Xu Zifan.

"Since he has no plan to manifest in the human world, there is a reason for it. We just need to wait. One day, we will meet again."

Turtle Immortal spoke, then said goodbye to everyone and left first.

The other three people also left in the end. They believed that when the time was right, Xu Zifan would naturally take the initiative to reappear in the human world. They waited at ease, which was the greatest support for him.

On the other side, on a small hill ten miles away from here, a soul and a drop of blood merged into one, and then in a flash of fairy light, Xu Zifan's figure appeared in the human world.

Looking at his flesh and blood body, Xu Zifan's eyes were confused.

After he left Guixu, he came to this world, and in the dark, he unconsciously sensed the breath of the origin, and he came here automatically and woke up here.

"This is my blood, attracted by the soul and automatically came here, now I use it to drip blood to rebirth and recreate the body!"

Although he has no previous memories and has forgotten all the skills and methods, his soul now has taboos and strange Taoist fruits. The magical power of rebirth by dripping blood is like instinct, without a teacher.

"Why is my blood here?"

Xu Zifan looked at the distant Huayu Shenjun Temple, puzzled.

"Just now, the four people were not inferior to me in terms of realm, why do I feel familiar? Are they enemies or friends?"

Xu Zifan naturally saw Zhang Sanfeng and the other four, and watched them leave.

"I'd better keep a low profile before everything is clear!"

Xu Zifan has made a decision. He has no memory at this time. In order to prevent unnecessary trouble, he should keep a low profile and make plans when he regains his memory.

Then, his face changed, and he walked straight to the Temple of the God of Flower Rain, like an ordinary mortal, blending into the crowd to see the temple.

He saw the statue of the God of Flower Rain, which looked very similar to himself. He finally understood that the god enshrined here was actually himself.

Because everyone was worshipping and praying, and with the power of faith, he felt particularly comfortable here.

Then, he settled down nearby, built a thatched house on a remote hill nearby, and began to think about some methods.

At this time, although his realm belongs to the realm of true immortals, he has no way to fight against the enemy because of memory loss. He can only think about it by himself first, in case he is at a loss when encountering things.

Fortunately, his realm is here, and he can see through the origin of the Tao at a glance. Every word and action contains the true meaning of the Tao. Some means of fighting the enemy can be summarized quickly as long as he is willing.

Moreover, as time goes by, he gradually feels that in this infinite place outside the sky, or outside the entire universe, there are countless strange forces that can resonate with his soul.

This discovery made Xu Zifan particularly excited. When those strange forces resonated with his soul, he had a kind of enlightenment that those strange forces came from his former soul.

As long as those powers are completely taken back, his lost soul and memory will return again.

And now his soul has integrated the Taichu Hongmeng purple qi, which can control all laws and control all forces, including the power of taboos.

That is to say, as long as he wanted, he could completely trace back to the origin and take back all the power that originally belonged to him.

However, Xu Zifan did not act immediately, because he found that those powers were still growing through the resonance of strange power, and it was obviously not worthwhile to take them back at this time.

Moreover, most importantly, he understood that his soul was scattered and only a wisp of remnant soul fell into the boundless return abyss, which must have encountered an extremely terrible enemy.

Before he really grew up, he did not want to expose himself, which might lead to an extremely terrible killing disaster. At this time, he just wanted to survive and develop, and when his strength was far beyond the past, or when he had to, he would take back all his power and memory, settle all together, and fight to decide the outcome.

After sorting out all this, Xu Zifan felt much calmer in his heart, not anxious or impatient, and survived to improve his strength.

The vicissitudes of life, the years passed quickly.

He lived in the temple of Huayu Shenjun in Nanjiang for fifty years. During this time, he created many methods to defend himself.

Later, he no longer focused on the exquisiteness of the magic and the strength of the magic, but began to improve the basics, wanting to go further in the realm of true immortals.

However, it has been difficult to reach the level of a True Immortal since ancient times, and there is no specific method. Moreover, the strongest person in this world is only a True Immortal.

However, Xu Zifan did not give up. He had a kind of confidence that the road is made by people. Since there is no method in the world to break through to the level of a True Immortal, he will create it himself, become a pioneer, and become the first person.

Then, he began to change his appearance, joined major sects in the world, and learned various methods of cultivation.

Two hundred years passed in a flash, and he almost traveled to all the sects in this world and learned countless methods of cultivation.