Chapter 1368 Dao Pattern Barrier

In the dim space, an old man was sitting cross-legged. The old man had white beard and hair. He was wearing a white loose robe. He was sitting upright with his eyes closed.

There is also a golden vertical strip between his eyebrows, shining with a faint golden light. The void around it will start to become blurry every few times, but it will soon recover, and so on.

Suddenly, a spiritual light shined in the space, but it was not the old man, but the wall opposite the old man, which was emitting a dazzling silver light. Then an old man in black robes walked out of the silver light. This man was the same as the old man sitting with his eyes closed. They are actually 78% similar, but the old man in black robe is obviously much younger. His long hair is black and white, but the vertical stripes between his eyebrows are bright silver.

As if sensing an uninvited guest in his cave, the old man in white robe slowly opened his eyes.

"Junior brother, you haven't come to see me as a senior brother in a thousand years, right? How come you have the free time today to come to Fujin Mountain in Beixuan Valley?"

"Senior brother, did you know that Doro is dead?" The person who came had a serious face, without the slightest hint of joking, and he opened his mouth and said something that shocked the old man in white robes.

"Doro is dead?" The old man in white robe stood up suddenly, with a shocked expression on his face.

Doro is the nine-armed holy king of the multi-armed tribe. Doro just advanced to Mahayana thousands of years ago. Whether it is magical power or experience, he is not a powerful being among Mahayana monks, but he is a skinny camel. Bigger than Ma, he is a Mahayana monk after all.

The one who can kill a Mahayana monk must be at least a Mahayana monk.

"Do you know who killed Doro?" The old man in white robe quickly calmed down after being shocked and asked coldly.

The old man in black robe shook his head: "The entire Holy King Mountain has been completely wiped out, and Doro's body was chopped into powder. Junior brother, I have searched around and want to find it. There are some clues, but the people who saw the destruction of Holy King Mountain that day did not know who did it. There were even many people whose memories seemed to have been erased. Those who can do this, let alone the Beitian Shattered Realm, Even in the entire Northern Territory, there is no one who can find one."

The white-robed old man also realized the seriousness of the problem. Unless the difference in magical powers between Mahayana cultivators is too great, it would be difficult to kill the opponent, because even if the opponent cannot defeat him, he can still escape.

And even if you have murderous intentions, if you want to kill a Mahayana monk, you usually have to pay a heavy price. If you fail to steal the chicken, you will lose a lot of rice.

To be able to kill Doro so cleanly, without Doro even having time to self-destruct, it seems that only Wanmu Lingzun in the entire Northern Territory can do it.

"Could it be Wanmu Lingzun?" the white-robed old man murmured to himself.

"How is this possible? Senior brother, you originally obtained the Ten Thousand Wood Order, and then you encouraged the multi-armed tribe to start eroding the areas controlled by the human race. The purpose is to take the opportunity to eliminate the four major spiritual realms of the human race. Once the four major spiritual realms are destroyed, the rest will The ten major sects of the human race are just chickens and dogs, and they will never be able to achieve success. When the fate of the human race plummets, even if they are given a million years, they may not be able to give birth to another Mahayana monk. "

"Why would our brothers obey him if we didn't see him as a spiritual master? Is it possible that the Wanmu Spirit Master wants to cross the river and burn the bridge? What he is plotting is not just a small human race, but he wants to take us north. Are all the Sky Broken Realm included in the area controlled by the Spirit Clan?" The white-robed old man thought for a moment before speaking.

"Brother, is this too unbelievable? It has only been a few hundred years since the Multi-Armed Tribe encroached on the human race's territory. They only occupied a few important resource areas of the human race such as Baohua Sea, and they were far from hurting their muscles. It’s so bone-breaking, and besides, the four great spiritual realms have been giving in over the years, not giving Doro a chance to take action. Doesn’t it make sense that Wanmu Spirit Master would kill Doro at this moment?”

The old man in white robe also nodded when he heard this. This matter is indeed not something that Wanmu Lingzun did. In terms of logic and motivation, there is no need for Wanmu Lingzun to do this.

But in the entire Northern Territory, it seems that only Wanmu Lingzun can kill Doro silently. Even if the two of them join forces, it is not easy to kill Doro.

"Is it possible that it's the Bone Clan?"

"Bone Clan?" The white-robed old man's expression condensed.

"The Withering Bone Saint in the Bone Clan has understood the branch of the Rule of Defeat of the Rules of Life. He is very powerful. Although he has never achieved the position of Saint Ancestor, even the Wanmu Spirit Lord does not dare to underestimate him. Who among the Bone Clan can kill Doro so easily, I’m afraid he is the only one.”

"Withered Bone Saint Hua Piaoluo is originally an extremely rare flower bone clan among the Bone Clan. This Bone Clan was already almost extinct. Unexpectedly, people like Hua Piaoluo appeared. Fortunately, she did not understand the rules. Otherwise, once they achieve the position of the Holy Ancestor, the Bone Clan will never be satisfied with the Xuanhuang Territory, the Northern Heaven Territory, or even the entire Holy Moon Continent north of the Holy Bone Land. clan included.”

"Could it really be flowers falling?" The old man in black robe also showed a nervous expression on his face.

"Senior brother, I am just guessing that several Taoist friends from the Spirit Clan are also very nervous now, for fear that Hua Piaoluo will advance to the Holy Ancestor. However, with the current strength of the Spirit Clan, even if Wan Mu Lingzun takes action personally, the most he can do is to It is difficult to kill Hua Pianluo after defeating her. Moreover, Wanmu Lingzun would never do this. Otherwise, if she is not killed, one day in the future, if she really advances to the Holy Saint Ancestor, then the Spiritual Tribe will face not only a loss of territory, but also a catastrophe of genocide.”

After a pause, the old man in white robe continued: "However, Hua Piaoluo has no reason to kill Doro, and with Doro's understanding and qualifications, being able to get through to the Mahayana stage is already the top, and it does not pose any threat to her. Senior brother, I really can’t think of her purpose for doing this?”

"If it's neither Wanmu Spirit Master nor Hua Piaoluo, then who could it be? Could it be a passing Spirit Master Saint Ancestor who took action?"

The old man in white robe shook his head and sighed helplessly: "The spiritual world is vast and boundless, and the Holy Moon Continent is just the tip of the iceberg. Even if the Holy Ancestor Spirit Master passes by, it is not unusual. Junior Brother, this matter is temporary Don't spread the word, we will observe in secret, and at the same time we must be extremely careful. Since this person has the ability to easily kill Doro, then you and I will never be his opponent, so it is better to be careful."

"What the senior brother is saying is, hey, the current situation in the Holy Moon Continent is treacherous, and the Spiritual Clan is about to make a move again. The Human Race has now retreated to the barbarian land of the Northern Sky Broken Realm and is lingering. Why should the Spiritual Clan continue to suppress them? The four major spiritual realms , except for a few people, they are basically useless. Even if a Mahayana comes out, it may not be able to change the status quo. Are the Spiritual Clan a little too cautious? "

The old man in white robe slowly walked to a futon next to him and sat down cross-legged. He sneered and said, "The history of the Spiritual Clan is not glorious. During the great catastrophe of the world, the human race was able to turn the tide. Several Mahayana monks all died. All the high-ranking and top-level monks in the clan were also lost. The Spirit Clan was originally just a small tribe that lived in the wild ancient forest. Just like the multi-armed tribe, they were always treated as barbarians, and they took advantage of the human race. Weakened, they began to annex the areas controlled by the human race, and killed countless human races, which can be said to be a river of blood. It was only later that the Futu tribe came forward, and the spirit tribe had to stop the killing. "

When the old man in black robe heard the word "Buddha Clan", his expression suddenly changed, and there was even a hint of fear in his eyes.

The richest place in the Holy Moon Continent is actually occupied by the Buddha Clan. The Northern Heaven Region where the Spirit Clan is located and the Xuanhuang Region where the Bone Clan is located are just barren lands in the north of the Holy Moon Continent. Although the Buddha Clan cannot see In this area, it does not allow the races living in the northern barrens to break out into major conflicts, especially for ordinary creatures, such as genocide is a taboo. If a certain race is really against Another race has launched a war of genocide, and they are afraid that they will be exterminated by the Futu clan before they succeed.

For many races in the Northern Territory, the Futu Tribe has never been heard of, and only a few peak existences are aware of the existence of this race.

The white-robed old man continued: "Although the Spirit Clan stopped killing, it also caused countless casualties to the Human Race. Many high-level monks from the Human Race have always kept this hatred in mind. One day, once the Human Race rises, it will definitely be the Spirit Clan's. Nightmare."

"I understand." The old man in black robe nodded: "The spirit tribe is afraid of the Buddha tribe, so they encourage us, the Tianmu tribe and the multi-armed tribe, to gradually encroach on the human race's territory, and use the method of boiling frogs in warm water to gradually exterminate the human race. In this way, Come on, even if the Buddha Clan knows, they won’t say anything. After all, there are many races in the spiritual world, and changes in ethnic groups are common. Although the Buddha Clan is scary, they can’t take care of everything.”

The old man in white robe nodded and sighed softly: "Speaking of which, our Tianmu clan is a close relative of the human race. Our ancestors first practiced the Golden Eyes Method. After practicing this method to the extreme, they were able to change their own mechanisms, so that their descendants would also have Tianmu. That's why we have the Tianmu clan. We cooperated with the spirit race to suppress the human race, which is actually forgetting our ancestors."

"We can't be blamed for this. The strong are respected in the world of immortal cultivation. Now the spirit race is so powerful that we have to surrender. Otherwise, we will not only fail to protect the human race, but even our Tianmu clan will suffer a catastrophe. After weighing the pros and cons, we have no choice but to do it."

"Brother, I know that the matter of Duo Luo's fall should not be told to others. The suppression of the human race will be temporarily stopped. I will explain it to Wanmu Lingzun in person when I have time."

"Okay, junior brother knows, then junior brother will take his leave first."

As the wall emitted a dazzling white light again, the old man in black robe walked slowly into it. When the white light disappeared, the whole space fell into darkness again.

The old man in white robes sat cross-legged on the futon, his face uncertain. Duo Luo's death made him feel a little uneasy.

The old man in white robes was the peak existence of the Tianmu clan, the old monster Tian Tong in the Mahayana period. The one who just performed the Yang Shen Migration Method was his junior brother Di Yan Lao Mo. The two of them had both good and evil personalities, so the outside world gave them such an indecent name.

In fact, the Tianmu clan has always called them Tian Tong Patriarch and Di Yan Patriarch.

Tian Tong Patriarch knew that he was not a spiritual ancestor after all, and he could not be free from coercion. Duo Luo's death seemed to indicate that the storm was coming, but he was helpless and could only wait quietly.

"Ah~~" A sigh came.

"Tiantong, if you didn't have a trace of conscience in your heart, knowing that the Tianmu tribe and the human race are close relatives, this Fujin Mountain would be the place where your old bones are buried today."

As the voice fell, a figure appeared quietly not far in front of Tiantong Patriarch, and dense black Dao patterns appeared on the surrounding walls, covering the stone walls, the top and the feet of the entire space.

Tiantong Patriarch's face changed drastically. After hearing the owner of the voice, his eyes were filled with horror: "Impossible, you are still alive, and you have perfected the rules. You have comprehended the power of the rules to the state of perfection. You have advanced to the Great Spirit Venerable."

Tiantong Patriarch looked at Huanling Venerable, whose face was gradually becoming clearer as he walked towards him. There was no appearance of a Mahayana cultivator at all. His face showed a horrified expression, as if he had seen a ghost.

"I'm afraid there is no such existence in the spirit world who wants to kill me, Huan Tianmou?" Huan Ling Zun walked to the front of Tian Tong Patriarch and stood still, his eyes glowing with cold light, staring at him.

Tian Tong Patriarch was a Mahayana cultivator after all, and after a brief panic, he quickly calmed down.

"Tian Tong greets Da Ling Zun." Tian Tong Patriarch hurriedly stood up and bowed.

Although Ling Zun and Da Ling Zun are both in the Mahayana realm, they are half a generation higher than ordinary Mahayana cultivators in the world of cultivation. Therefore, ordinary Mahayana cultivators will bow and pay homage to Ling Zun Saint Patriarch after seeing him. This is also the default rule formed in the world of cultivation for countless years.

"Tian Tong, when you betrayed me, I'm afraid you didn't have this courtesy, right? To tell you the truth, Doro was killed by me. Today, he came to your Floating Gold Mountain. Where did he come from? Very clear."

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Tiantong glanced at the endless Dao patterns around him and showed a bitter smile.

"Great Spirit Lord, calm down. What happened back then was indeed Tiantong's fault. Although the entire Tianmu clan was coercing him, Tiantong did something detrimental to the Great Spirit Lord after all. He wanted to kill or cut into pieces, but Tiantong did not No complaints.”

"Oh? Are you really not afraid of death?" What Patriarch Tiantong said surprised the Phantom Lord.

"When we reach the realm of you and me, we naturally cherish our own lives even more. Although Tiantong has advanced to Mahayana for tens of thousands of years, there is a high probability that he will not be able to integrate the power of rules in this life, but after all, he still has tens of thousands of years to live, but In order to quell the anger of the Great Spirit Lord, Tiantong would not regret dying."

Phantom Spirit Lord sneered: "You realized that I had put a Dao pattern barrier here, and you knew you couldn't break it, so that's why you did this, right?"

Ancestor Tiantong smiled bitterly and nodded in recognition: "The Great Spirit Master has integrated the power of the rules. With the help of the perfect rules, Tiantong is indeed incapable of breaking through the Dao pattern barrier. Moreover, according to the prophetic rules of the Great Spirit Master, Tiantong How can I hide this little thought from you?"