Chapter 1371 Ten Thousand Wood Spiritual Lord
When Hua Pianluo heard the words, she fell silent.
After hearing the conditions of Phantom Spirit Lord, she felt moved in her heart.
To say that before, she was still doubting Huan Tianmou's words and worried that the other party was just paralyzing her, but now it sounded like she could hear a trace of sincerity in the other party's words.
The grievances between the Spirit Race and the Human Race have been around for a long time. Speaking of which, the Mysterious Desolate Territory was originally a region controlled by the Human Race. However, after that catastrophe, the humans in the Mysterious Desolate Territory were almost wiped out, leaving only endless corpses. , this gave their Bone Clan the opportunity to develop and occupy the Mysterious Desolate Territory. After all, most of their Bone Clan's bodies are still the bones of human beings.
But the Spiritual Race is different. After that catastrophe, although the Human Race suffered heavy casualties and their vitality was severely damaged, the Northern Heaven Territory was relatively intact. The Human Race also retreated from other regions to the Northern Heaven Territory. At that time, the Spirit Tribe suddenly rebelled. Massacred countless humans, including ordinary human mortals, and resulted in numerous casualties.
It can be said that the number of humans who died in that massacre was hardly less than the number of humans who died in that catastrophe.
It was after experiencing this bloody massacre that the Spirit Clan gained a foothold in the Northern Territory and took control of all the resources in the Northern Territory.
Although Hua Pianluo had not experienced that process, she was very clear about the twists and turns of the history. When she heard what Huan Tianmou said, she finally understood that the human race was planning to take revenge on the spirit race.
When she was willing to join forces with the Spirit Clan, she was originally worried that Huan Tianmou would further increase his strength and continue to shrink their and the Spirit Clan's sphere of influence. Moreover, with the help of the Huantian Divine Trigram, Huan Tianmou could predict almost everything, whether it was a mortal or ordinary person. In wars between China and the world of cultivators, they can always take the lead.
The Bone Tribe and the Spirit Tribe were retreating steadily, and finally the Mahayana monks were forced to intervene.
Originally, the purpose of the Bone Clan was just to get Huan Tianmou to retreat, not to kill him. After all, to kill a Mahayana monk who had comprehended the power of prophecy rules, even if they succeeded, they would have to pay a heavy price. .
However, the subsequent development of the situation was completely beyond her expectation. Several Mahayana people from the Spirit Clan were obviously rushing for Huan Tianmou's life. At that time, the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired. Afterwards, they also knew that they had been killed. The Spirit Tribe took advantage of it, but when they thought that Huantianmou was dead, they left it alone.
At this moment, Hua Pianluo saw the opportunity and immediately told the story of that year in detail. In the past, even if she told it, Huan Tianmou might not believe it, but now it is completely different.
Phantom Lord listened quietly to Hua Piaoluo's narration, his face was uncertain, and his eyes were shining with a cold light.
"I see. Now that I think about it, I feel that something was very fishy back then. Monks in the Mahayana period are not allowed to participate in the battles in the world of immortality. This is the unspoken rule of the world of immortality. Wanmu Lingzun had a grudge against me in the early years, and I think he took the opportunity to avenge his private revenge. , It’s just a deliberate move here, but the few of you are tied together by him, and even if you want to escape, you can’t explain it, not to mention that I was so angry at that time that I lost my ability to judge, so I allowed them to succeed. "
After a pause, Phantom Spirit Lord continued: "I believe that what Fellow Daoist Hua said is true, but I don't know what the requirements are for me?"
Hearing the words, Hua Pianluo hesitated for a moment, and then said: "How dare you not abide by the words of the Great Spirit Master, but Hua Piaoluo wants to see how wonderful the power of the Harmonious Rules of the Great Spirit Master is. I also hope that the Great Spirit Master will fulfill his wish. As long as the Great Spirit Master can defeat Piao Luo, then Piao Luo will comply with the Great Spirit Master’s conditions without hesitation.”
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Hua wants to take this opportunity to understand the rules of harmony. That's fine. I will give Fellow Daoist Hua this opportunity. As for whether you can understand it or not, it depends on you."
As soon as the words fell, a group of gray Dao patterns began to emerge around Huanling Zun, and in an instant, they expanded and merged into the surrounding stone walls. Then Huanling Zun pointed his finger at Hua Piaoluo.
At the moment when his finger pointed, Hua Piaoluo felt that the world was reversed, and she felt dizzy.
In her perception, the void around her was shrouded by endless Dao patterns. She was shocked, and her huge spiritual consciousness and magic power surged rapidly. Circles of black spiritual light spread around her, and the Dao patterns mixed in these black spiritual lights were also looming.
As his mind moved, layers of dark light curtains condensed by the power of the rules of defeat were superimposed in front of him. At first glance, it was as if the large space in front of him was completely plunged into darkness.
But with the finger of Huanling Zun, the sky and the earth spun, and a gray vortex with a diameter of only an inch condensed by the endless Dao pattern was directly inserted into the darkness. The layer of darkness could not stop the gray vortex at all, and it burst open layer by layer and surged in all directions.
"Bang~~"
Hua Piaoluo's pretty face changed drastically, as if she could not expect that the rule shield condensed by her using the power of the rule of defeat could not resist the opponent's finger.
She hurriedly pushed the power of the rule to the extreme, and with the Skeleton Hall as the center, a dark shadow surged in all directions, covering tens of thousands of miles away in an instant.
All the vitality of tens of thousands of miles away was absorbed by Hua Piaoluo in an instant, and turned into a shield of about a foot in front of her body with endless Dao patterns flashing, blocking her body.
The shield had just condensed, and Huanling Zun's finger that turned the world upside down had already gently touched the shield.
"Bang~~" A gray light flashed, and the shield exploded with a bang, and the finger of Huanling Zun had already touched Hua Piaoluo's forehead, less than half a foot away.
At this moment, Hua Piaoluo felt like she was standing on a huge turntable, the world was upside down, the sky was dark, and her consciousness was really blurred, and she felt nauseous and dizzy.
Just when she was about to vomit, the feeling suddenly began to dissipate, the world returned to normal, the huge power of consciousness in her sea of consciousness flowed through, and the nausea and dizziness disappeared without a trace.
Hua Piaoluo's pretty face was pale, and her eyes were full of horror. She stared at Huanling Zun with a smile on his face.
"Ah~~" After a moment, Hua Piaoluo sighed deeply, looked at Huanlingzun who had already retracted his finger, and said with a wry smile: "The ability of the Great Spiritual Zun is indeed well-deserved. The realm that Piaoluo has cultivated for more than 100,000 years is not worth mentioning in front of the Great Spiritual Zun. Piaoluo has lost."
There was a trace of loneliness in his words.
The Great Spiritual Zun is the pinnacle in the world of immortal cultivation. It is rare to be able to perfect one of the ten major rules, even among those super races. Therefore, even though Hua Piaoluo, a Mahayana cultivator who has comprehended the ten major rules, has never seen the real Great Spiritual Zun, he does not think that he is much worse.
At this moment, under Huanlingzun's finger, she was completely powerless to resist, which made her realize that the gap between herself and the Great Spiritual Zun was like the light of a firefly competing with the bright moon.
This moment also caused her conceit to suffer a severe blow.
She understood that if Huan Tianmou really wanted to kill her, she would have died at this moment.
"Fellow Daoist Hua, there is no need to be depressed. At our level, we are not far from the last step. Among the billions of creatures in the spiritual world, only a few can reach the level of fellow Daoist Hua. I am also a little luckier and have taken a step ahead. But even if I have achieved the position of a great spiritual master, it is time-consuming and laborious to condense a semi-immortal body and finally merge the soul with the power of rules. The road to immortality is really full of twists and turns and difficulties."
Hua Piaoluo sighed softly when she heard this. She had a deep understanding. She was just a weak bone spirit who had been practicing step by step until now. She felt sad, and only she knew in her heart that at their level, the struggle in the world of immortal cultivation was no longer important. They just wanted to take the last step and ascend to the immortal world to achieve the body of a true immortal.
But she also understood that even for a great spiritual master, it would take a long time to achieve this.
Condensing a semi-immortal body and integrating the power of perfect rules with one's own soul, no matter which one, is not easy. But for Huan Tianmou, these two steps are just a matter of time. After all, he has completed the most difficult level of perfect rules.
After reaching the realm of great spiritual master, ascension is only a matter of time. As long as he is not killed, there will always be a day of ascension.
But she is different. Although the life span of a Mahayana cultivator is long and he can live for more than a million years, his life span has an end after all, and he is not really immortal. If he cannot perfect the rules, he will eventually return to dust and return to dust. Ten thousand years of cultivation will turn into dust in one day.
After thinking about this, she couldn't help but feel bored with these fights in the world of immortal cultivation.
"As long as the Great Spirit Master can guarantee the safety of our Bone Clan, and before the Great Spirit Master ascends, the human race will never invade the Xuanhuang Territory, then Piaoluo can guarantee that the Bone Clan will never be involved in the dispute between the human race and the spirit race." Hua Piaoluo said with a serious face.
"Okay, I will absolutely guarantee it. I think Hua Daoyou is also a trustworthy person. I will take my leave." Huanling Zun achieved the purpose of this visit and did not stay for long. After assuring Hua Piaoluo, he waved his sleeves, and the gray Dao patterns in the surrounding space shot into his body. As the void blurred, Huanling Zun's figure disappeared without a trace.
Hua Piaoluo sat cross-legged on the cushion, silent for a long time. It was unknown how long it had been before Hua Piaoluo sighed softly, waved his sleeves, and four black lights flashed out. After flying several feet, they sank into the void and disappeared.
She closed her eyes and entered a state of meditation.
"What? Duo Luo is dead?"
In the North Sky Region, in a dense forest, stands an extremely majestic mountain. The mountain is extremely thick, and there are countless towering ancient trees growing on the entire mountain. Waterfalls pour down from every corner of the mountain, outlining a beautiful fairy painting.
And on the top of the mountain, there grows a strange plant. Because it can only be seen when it is close, this strange plant actually occupies about half of the mountain. It seems to be made of countless thick vines, and it has been thousands of feet high.
At the top of this thick vine, there is a dense leaf, covering a huge tree hole below.
The sound came from the tree hole. After going hundreds of feet deep, the tree hole showed a green light, and the surrounding walls were not rocks, but wood with carved patterns.
The tree hole was very spacious, exuding a strong wood spirit. A short man in a light green robe was kneeling on one knee, looking nervously at the two people in front of him.
One of them had white hair and a dark green face. He was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he didn't care about the outside world.
Next to him stood a five-foot-tall man. His face was lighter than that of the white-haired man. Even his exposed hands were blue. He was shocked at the moment, staring at the man kneeling on one knee, as if he wanted to see if he was lying.
"Don't doubt it, Duo Luo is indeed dead." At this time, the old man who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and two flashes of lightning flashed from his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, an extremely shocking pressure swept out.
But this pressure only lasted for a moment and then disappeared without a trace.
"Spiritual Master, Duo Luo is the Nine-armed Saint King. Who can kill him?" The man heard what the old man said, still a little bit unbelievable, and said.
"Humph." The old man snorted coldly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the man for daring to question him.
The man was startled and woke up from the shock just now. He knelt on one knee: "Spiritual Master, please forgive me. I have no intention of offending you. I just can't believe who can kill Duo Luo."
"There is no need to doubt this matter. I just used the Thunder Eye to peek into the sky and personally investigated it. The Holy King Mountain has been razed to the ground, and there is still a trace of Dao pattern breath left. It seems that the person who killed Duo Luo either comprehended one of the ten major rules, or like me, has already perfected the power of rules."
The thin old man is the only Spiritual Master of the Spirit Clan, the Ten Thousand Wood Spiritual Master. The mountain formed by this strange ancient tree is the Holy Land of the Spirit Clan, Thunder Mountain. Thunder Mountain has always been the holy land of the Spirit Clan's Thunder Department.
There are nine branches in the Spirit Clan, corresponding to nine attributes. For example, Wanmu Lingzun is from the Thunder Clan. The leader of the Thunder Clan is called Lei Lingzhu. After he perfected the rules of the Thunder Clan, he became the only Wanmu Lingzun in the Spirit Clan, implying his own transcendence.
Although there are nine branches in the Spirit Clan, the power is not balanced. In addition to Wanmu Lingzun in front of him, there are only two people who can be called Spirit Masters, namely Huoxie Lingzhu and Tuyu Lingzhu.
These two Spirit Masters are both in the Mahayana stage, but they have not perfected the rules and achieved the realm of Spirit Master.
"Could it be Hua Piaoluo from the Bone Clan? Only she has comprehended the rule of defeat, one of the ten major rules." The man's face changed and he exclaimed.
Wan Mu Ling Zun did not respond, but thought for a moment and said, "Hua Piao Luo has no motive to kill Duo Luo. Duo Luo is just a Mahayana from the Multi-armed Clan, a second-rate race in our Northern Sky Region. Moreover, he has only been in the Mahayana stage for a few thousand years, and his realm has not yet been completely stabilized. It would be beneath Hua Piao Luo's status to kill him. Moreover, even if she did it, I would never be able to find any clues. Unless she has already perfected the rules and made it impossible for me to detect what kind of power it is, it is most likely the power of perfect rules."