Chapter 985 Game Over
Northern Zhou, Kunlun Mountain, spiritual energy gathers, lush and green.
A figure suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain, wearing feather clothes, wearing a star crown, the body is shrouded in mist, but the graceful figure can be vaguely seen, just like another Jinao Island messenger.
She looked up at the lonely peak, and felt that the golden eyes of Lihuo that could see through many falsehoods and illusions seemed to be covered by a layer of fog. She couldn't see the people in the depths of the white clouds. The void was layered, and the end of the world and the nearness were always in a thought.
"It's really the direct descendant of Yuanshi, no wonder he dared to use the name of Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace." The messenger of Jinao Island whispered in his heart, and the information he had deliberately collected came to his mind:
"Yuanhuang" Su Meng, a little legend and the characteristics of the other side, one word can be the law of the world!
The great calamity is coming, and all kinds of people who are destined to face the calamity are emerging. They cannot be underestimated. However, she is still a beginner in the Dharmakaya after all, so she has to accept this invitation… She picked a leaf and held it in her palm. Suddenly, she saw the sun rising and the moon setting, the stars shifting, the earth taking shape, and the mountains and rivers undulating, as if another world had descended here.
Five white and crystal hands like beautiful jade spread out, and the leaves became deep. One flower is a world, one leaf is a world. The law was reflected outside, dyeing the veins deep, forming the text:
"At the end of the East China Sea, at the banquet on Jin'ao Island, we will meet there."
As soon as the invitation was completed, the messenger took light steps, and in a flash, he penetrated through the layers of void and arrived in front of the Taoist temple with the plaque of "Yuxu Palace".
Just as she was about to extend her right hand, knock on the door, hand the invitation to the disciples of Yuxu, let them pass it to Su Meng, and then leave quietly, her movements suddenly stopped.
Because in her spiritual sense, the Taoist temple was empty, and the so-called forbidden formation was just a fake story. It was like a deserted temple in a deserted mountain. There was no headmaster Su Meng, and no disciples!
After all, it was a well-known sect, but there was not even a gatekeeper disciple... The envoy of Jinao Island stayed in front of the Yuxu Palace. As a celestial being, he had lived for many years relying on secret methods, and he had never seen a regular sect like this.
The most important thing was, who should the invitation be given to?
Just throw it in and wait for Su Meng or his disciples to come back and find it?
But she had forcibly opened up a world in the leaves to shock Su Meng and make him dare not not come. The leaves picked at random were difficult to carry a world for a long time. After a long time, without disciples to keep them properly, they would be destroyed at the slightest trigger. At that time, would Su Meng come back and not see the invitation or not?
The Taoist temple was empty and quiet inside. Only the lotus was blooming and withering, waiting for the next bloom.
The envoy of Jin'ao Island stood at the door for a long time, with only the sound of birds. Finally, he clenched his left hand and crushed the leaf into powder. He used his right hand to express his power and left the content of the invitation on the screen wall inside the gate.
All the previous actions were wasted...
Who would have thought that Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace would be like this...
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Huo Lichang boarded the ship and planned to go to Changhua Island.
Qu Baimei had just died, and the island owner's mansion was wiped out. Changhua Island was in a stage of no leader and scrambling for power. It was just right for him to take risks with his current strength to see if he could get enough wealth to heal his wounds. The two islands were far apart, and Huo Lichang was not healed yet, so he did not dare to fly for a long time, lest it was too late to return.
There was no moon at night, and the stars were hidden in the sky. It was pitch black all around. One could only hear the sound of the empty and distant waves, and see the waves rising and falling under the weak lights of the ship. It was unusually peaceful and quiet, which made people feel homesick and lonely.
Huo Lichang felt the long-standing "sorrow of separation". He hid in the corner of the deck, looking into the distance, feeling uneasy.
When a person leaves the main road, it is like a wanderer leaving his home. He has to go through countless tortures and difficulties before he can return home.
And the Thousand Faces and Ten Thousand Worlds Tribulation Method is just what he likes. Although it is dangerous, he can vaguely see the hope of returning home.
However, this time he encountered Han Guang, the "Taiyi Tianzun" of the mysterious organization, and misjudged his strength and ability to cause trouble, so that he always made a mistake and almost lost himself, thinking that past experiences were all illusions, because of the illusion caused by the exchange of identities.
As his thoughts fluctuated, Huo Lichang suddenly saw a small boat passing by. Standing at the bow of the boat was a young Taoist priest in a strange green robe. He had disheveled hair and was handsome.
What a good mood, boating on the sea, riding the wind and waves, I have done this several times before... Huo Lichang laughed secretly and recalled the past.
Those who can do this have some confidence, and this young Taoist priest is no exception, but I don’t know who he is.
As the boats crossed, the handsome young Taoist suddenly turned his head and looked at Huo Lishang. Everything seemed to stop, and a mysterious feeling filled the surroundings.
With Huo Lishang's knowledge and courage, he was inexplicably lonely at this moment, which seemed to be more dangerous than facing the mysterious fairy!
"The most taboo in practicing the Thousand Faces and Ten Thousand Worlds Tribulation Method is to encounter an object that is not taken seriously and to be unable to bear the cause and effect caused by the target itself and the exchange of identities. Otherwise, the Thousand Faces will be born, all actions will be unfavorable, and the steps will be shaken, and the self will be blurred, and it will be backfired." The disheveled young Taoist looked at Huo Lishang for a few times and made a clear but vicissitudes of life voice.
"This..." Huo Lishang was stunned, as if the biggest secret in his heart was exposed.
He, how did he know the taboos of the Thousand Faces and Ten Thousand Worlds Tribulation Method?
The young Taoist saw him stunned and frowned slightly: "Didn't Qian Huan tell you these?"
At this point, he suddenly stopped and sighed:
"I am crazy, Qian Huan may have fallen for many years..."
With a sad tone, the boat started again, and in a flash, the young Taoist disappeared in the vast sea under the night sky.
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Tianyi Island, Lihuo Temple.
The forbidden method of "Golden Crow Pilgrimage Cauldron" was opened, and the five-color light of red, green, yellow, white and black suddenly rushed out, entangled with each other, as agile as a startled swan and as graceful as a swimming dragon.
Fan Lishuang and other strong men of the Golden Crow Sect each held a seal and cast a seal repeatedly, overlapping layer by layer, turning into a net, adding to the five-color light. They sweated on their foreheads, and the sweat was dark red, as if a little flame was burning. They had failed to refine once before, and there was no way back.
Of course, after having experience once, Fan Lishuang's confidence in success has increased a lot.
And Meng Qi sat with his eyes closed, infusing the Taoist power into the formation in the temple, transforming it into the pure true essence of the Golden Crow Sect for Fan Lishuang and others to use.
This link would be very troublesome for others. After all, the nature is different, the turnover is quite slow, and it may not be able to meet the consumption of Fan Lishuang and others. But Meng Qi is different. He directly used eight or nine to simulate the infusion of the Great Sun True Fire. It is almost the same source and the same nature. The transformation only takes a moment. This surprised Fan Lishuang very much. He felt that the Night Emperor was unfathomable and his Tao power was inexhaustible. He could rely on increasing the infusion to maintain the output after the transformation.
The five-color brilliance was gradually gathered together. Gold gave birth to water, water gave birth to wood, wood gave birth to fire, fire gave birth to earth, and earth gave birth to gold. It formed a harmonious cycle. The laws of nature blended together to jointly build the foundation of the world. A fairy sword with five-color brilliance was vaguely formed, and the material inside was darkly generated, and the mist was flying.
"Night Emperor." Fan Lishuang suddenly shouted.
After going through hardships, he and others finally refined to this step. Whether they can really succeed next depends on how the Night Emperor finishes. However, it seems that the possibility of becoming a heavenly fairy-level magic weapon is only 50%.
Meng Qi had already planned this, and in his hand, he had a slightly dim blood-colored long sword, the blade was extremely thin, and had a kind of weird beauty.
Buzz!
The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword struggled desperately, but it had long been branded by Meng Qi, and the damage had not yet fully recovered. It was wrapped by the Supreme Wuji Yuanshi Qingyun, and it could not get rid of it.
Then Meng Qi pushed with both hands and sent the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword into the center of the five-color light.
He wanted to sacrifice the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword to the sword and finish it perfectly!
In the past nine days, the Jinwu Sect taught Meng Qi a lot of refining and finishing methods, including the caster's own sacrifice of the sword, the normal Dao power to collect the sword, etc., and Meng Qi chose the best and most wasteful method, to sacrifice the sword with a celestial-level divine weapon!
Boom!
The five-color light burst out of the palace, illuminating the entire Tianyi Island, with a touch of blood mixed in it, struggling hard.
Being pulled, the huge corpse of the Golden Crow in the "Golden Crow Pilgrimage Cauldron" suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a small flame, dark gold almost black.
As soon as the flame came out, it fell directly on the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. After that, only the extremely brilliant light burst out, and nothing could be seen anymore.
Meng Qi relied entirely on instinct and used his magic power to play the sword-collecting song formula. The light gradually shrank, and a long sword that seemed to be forged by mist appeared.
It was flowing with five-color brilliance, and there were many inscriptions containing the meaning of Tao on it. It shook lightly and flew towards Meng Qi.
Meng Qi felt the heavy burial of the earth element, the sharp burst of the gold element, the vitality of the water element, the luxuriant growth of the wood element, the scorching and blooming of the fire element, and the flowers were like brocade, which just formed the cycle of the development of all things. A piece of heaven and earth was opened up and formed, the four images were determined, and the material was derived!
"It is often said that immortals and Buddhas are not in the Three Realms, but outside the Five Elements. Once this sword is out, immortals and Buddhas also belong to the Five Elements, so it is named 'Lixian'." Meng Qi said it, and two ancient seal characters appeared on the sword:
"Lixian!"
The Lixian Sword trembled slightly, like a kitten rubbing against Meng Qi's palm, full of admiration.
He actually sacrificed a divine weapon of the heavenly fairy level... Fan Lishuang wiped the sweat off his face, feeling that what he saw and felt in the past nine days was too thrilling. If it were a disciple with a weaker mind, he would probably collapse.
Meng Qi put away the Lixian Sword, bowed to thank Fan Lishuang and others, and then sent a message to let Yunyue take the reward and go in.
After Yunyue came in, her expression was a little strange. Meng Qi remained calm and asked what happened when he got on the boat.
"Sir, Jin'ao Island did not send immortals to chase us to cover up its existence. Instead, it sent out invitations to other great masters of the Dharma body to attend the winter solstice banquet, which caused a lot of noise. If we had not covered up our whereabouts, perhaps, perhaps the invitations would have been delivered." Yun Yue answered honestly. To tell the truth, she felt a lot more relaxed, and she didn't have to be hunted down by the immortals.
Go to Jin'ao Island for a banquet? Meng Qi frowned.
Why should I take the risk? I have already obtained a divine weapon of the immortal level!
His thoughts turned quickly, and he had made a decision: "Go find your son and tell him that the game is over."
Of course, the real Night Emperor will go to invite Ye Di!
"But, but I don't know where my son has gone..." Liu Shang and others lowered their heads, thinking that it would be better for the fake Night Emperor to go in this matter, so that the real son would be safe.
Meng Qi smiled: "It doesn't matter, we are connected by cause and effect, so why are you afraid that you can't find him?"
As soon as the voice fell, the void overlapped, chaos darkened, and the building ship passed through layers of barriers and appeared in front of a sea ship.
Huo Lishang was standing at the bow of the ship, and suddenly saw the familiar "self", saw four concubines with strange expressions, and then he heard familiar words:
"The game is over."