The Nether River Realm!
The Heavenly Eye, overlooking the world! The Ten Palace Masters all stood on a giant black dragon and floated in the sky.
The Ten Palaces were too far apart, but the shadows of the ten black dragons seemed to cover all four corners of the world.
Outside the City Palace, Zhong Shan narrowed his eyes and looked at the figures.
Speaking of which, Zhong Shan knew all of the Ten Palace Masters. He didn't expect them to gather together at this moment.
Seeing the horned Wei Inglan, Zhong Shan smiled knowingly.
Seeing Gu Xuanji, who had "come back from the dead," Zhong Shan showed a hint of curiosity.
Seeing Mo Zi, who had abandoned the Holy Seat and become King Pingdeng, Zhong Shan's expression turned serious.
Seeing Lan, who was holding the Sword of Avici, Zhong Shan frowned slightly, and a deep sense of seriousness flashed in his eyes.
"Mr Shi!" Zhong Shan called out.
"Yes, sir!" Mr Shi immediately called out.
"The Heavenly Eye is a copy of the Zang Family's Heavenly Eye. I presume you know a lot about it?" Zhong Shan asked.
"Yes!" Mr Shi nodded.
"The Nether River's plan may start soon. Keep an eye on the Heavenly Eye!" Zhong Shan ordered.
"Yes, sir!" Mr Shi obeyed.
In the sky, the Ten Palace Masters looked at each other.
For a moment, they saw complicated expressions. After all, there were many people they knew here.
However, no one knew what would happen next.
Looking at the Heavenly Eye in the sky, they could only look for answers in each other's eyes.
Wei Inglan looked at Mr. Youming in the distance. He was Zhong Shan's adopted son, Zhong Shijiu. He was one of the culprits of Wei Inglan's death in the Spirit Space.
"Hmph!" Wei Inglan snorted coldly at Mr. Youming.
Mr. Youming didn't care and ignored her.
Nian Youyou looked at Nu Qinghui in the distance with a complicated expression.
"Master? You're King Bian Cheng? When did this happen? "Nian Youyou asked in surprise.
Nu Qinghui looked at Nian Youyou with a complicated expression, and finally shook her head gently without saying anything.
Mo Zi looked at Ksitigarbha with a complicated expression.
"King Yanluo? After guarding the Yama Palace for tens of thousands of years, you've finally pushed the Yama Emperor down! "Mo Zi said with a cold expression.
Ksitigarbha nodded at Mozi and said, "You have also hidden your strength well!"
Mo Zi's expression was cold and he didn't say anything else.
Lan, Zhao Tiansha, and Gu Xuanji did not say anything.
Suddenly, a voice resounded through the void: "Everyone!"
"Hmm?" Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
The one who spoke was the Cakravarti King, the Clay Bodhisattva?
Nian Youyou's expression changed. She seemed to have realized something and looked at the clay Bodhisattva coldly.
"Twelve million years ago, the ancestor created this hall to set up today's situation. Since then, the number of geomancers in the world has dwindled, and the branch of geomancy is much weaker than the other branches. Everyone should know this, right?" The clay Bodhisattva said faintly.
"Clay Bodhisattva, what other identity do you have?" Nian Youyou asked coldly.
From the moment the clay Bodhisattva spoke, Nian Youyou confirmed Zhong Shan's guess. The clay Bodhisattva was still hiding a lot from the Daikon State.
The clay Bodhisattva looked at Nian Youyou, took a deep breath, and said, "I am the reincarnation of the Reincarnation Temple Master, the tenth disciple of the Nether River Patriarch!"
"Hmm?" Nian Youyou's expression changed.
The reincarnation of the Reincarnation Temple Master, the tenth disciple? Reincarnation?
"It was only in the last hundred years that I realized my previous life. Perhaps the ten temple masters here are like my Senior Brothers and Sisters?" The clay Bodhisattva looked at the crowd.
Whoosh!
Everyone looked at each other. Clearly, they wanted to find other reincarnated disciples of the Nether River Patriarch.
However, the others' expressions did not change. Clearly, they did not intend to reveal their identities.
The clay Bodhisattva looked at the crowd and nodded. "Master told me that if any of you reincarnated, you should listen to Master's orders. As for those who are not reincarnated, I hope that you will do your best for the world!"
"Oh?" Everyone looked at the clay Bodhisattva.
They did not expect that the clay Bodhisattva would be the one in charge this time.
"Twelve million years ago, Master laid out a plan. This place is no longer the Greater Thousand World, but in the Wuji. Master used the Dao of Feng Shui to derive this world. Master controlled the Spatial Divine Ability. The true essence of the Spatial Divine Ability is the evolution of the real and the illusory. It can turn illusory things into real things, or make real things disappear. It is the transformation of Wuji and Taiji! "The clay Bodhisattva said.
Everyone listened patiently.
"This derivative world is an illusory world, but it has already taken shape. Master's goal is to turn this illusory world into a real world, from Wuji to Taiji, and to create Taiji!" The clay Bodhisattva said affirmatively.
"Create Taiji?" Nian Youyou was puzzled.
"I believe that with everyone's status, you already know what the Four Worlds are. Fate covers the Four Worlds. If Master creates a world that transcends the Four Worlds, he will also transcend fate. He will become the latest person to transcend and achieve immortality, "the clay Bodhisattva said solemnly.
After the clay Bodhisattva finished speaking, everyone's expressions froze.
"I don't care what desires or thoughts you have. This is the last impact of the peak of Feng Shui cultivation. I hope that everyone will work hard. This time, your efforts are not only for Master, but also for the Greater Thousand World. Only when Master transcends will the Greater Thousand World become immortal, "the clay Bodhisattva said solemnly.
Everyone took a deep breath, and their expressions became solemn.
"Then what should we do?" Nian Youyou asked.
Looking at Nian Youyou, the clay Bodhisattva frowned slightly, but he quickly calmed down.
"It's been twelve million years. The decline of the Feng Shui lineage was actually caused by Master back then. Those who cultivate fame gather 'providence', those who cultivate virtue gather 'merit', those who cultivate 'luck', and those who cultivate 'luck'. What I cultivate in Feng Shui is' luck '. Twelve million years of luck is enough! "The clay Bodhisattva took a deep breath and said.
"Luck?"
"Yes, the luck of the Greater Thousand World! Each of you is in charge of a hall. When the golden light entered the glabella, you should have already understood the mystery of each hall. Follow me to mobilize the power of the Ten Halls Formation and absorb the endless' luck 'of the Greater Thousand World. First, help the old ancestor resurrect, "the clay Bodhisattva said solemnly.
"Help Minghe resurrect first? And then? "Ksitigarbha asked in a deep voice.
The clay Bodhisattva looked at Ksitigarbha and said with a solemn expression, "Then, leave it to me!"
Everyone looked at the clay Bodhisattva, but in the end, no one objected.
Although everyone had their own thoughts, most of them knew about the matters of Sky Beyond Heaven. Therefore, at this moment, even if they had their own ambitions, they were all suppressed. Everything was for the sake of the Greater Thousand World's transcendence.
"Let's begin!" the clay Bodhisattva said in a deep voice.
"Ang ~ ~ ~ ~!"
Ten black dragons roared loudly as they soared into the sky.
The dragon's roar resounded throughout the entire Derived World.
The ten black dragons suddenly turned into golden light. The huge golden light quickly shuttled through the void and gradually formed a golden ball, enveloping the area occupied by the ten black dragons.
For a moment, it was as if there was a huge golden egg in the sky.
Inside the golden egg, the ten black dragons suddenly opened their mouths and spat out a dark golden energy.
The ten dark golden energy rivers collided with each other and condensed into another ball, like the yolk of a huge egg.
"This is' luck '?" Nian Youyou looked at the dark golden ball that was constantly growing in size and said in surprise.
"The power of the Ten Halls Formation of the Black Dragon Territory to extract luck from the Greater Thousand World? Minghe will be resurrected from this? "Ksitigarbha asked in a deep voice.
"That's right, everyone, just control the Ten Halls to extract luck!" The clay Bodhisattva nodded.
Looking at the clay Bodhisattva, Nian Youyou felt that the clay Bodhisattva was still hiding something. However, at this moment, there was no evidence, so it was not good to say more. She could only look at the clay Bodhisattva warily.
Outside the City Hall.
Zhong Shan looked at the huge egg with a complicated expression.
"Heaven Emperor, this egg seems to be compatible with the entire world. My consciousness can't penetrate it at all!" Mr. Shi frowned.
"Wait patiently!" Zhong Shan said.
"Mm!"
Chujiang Hall.
Taiyi looked at the huge egg coldly.
"Father, this egg is very strange. My consciousness can't penetrate it at all!" Lu Ya said worriedly.
"Let's wait a little longer!"
"But we can't monitor Mr. Netherworld at all now. What if? "Lu Ya said worriedly.
Taiyi narrowed his eyes and said, "He won't dare to do anything!"
"Alright!"
The Greater Thousand World. The City Domain.
Wang Jingwen guarded the empty space where the City Hall had disappeared.
"Sir, look, something has emerged from the dried up Dragon River!" Luo Xingchen exclaimed.
Countless dark golden energy suddenly appeared in the ten dried up Dragon Rivers.
The dark golden energy rushed into the empty space of the City Hall.
However, as soon as he entered, the dark golden energy suddenly disappeared.
"Is this luck? So much luck? "Wang Jingwen said in surprise.
The luck gathered. The hundred Dragon Rivers shuttled through countless luck and rushed into the original area of the Ten Halls before disappearing.
"Report ~ ~ ~ ~!"
An official quickly rushed to Wang Jingwen's side.
"What's wrong?" Wang Jingwen was puzzled.
"Sir, the Embroidered Uniform Guards of the sixteen territories of the City Domain have reported that the mortals in the surroundings are drowsy and suddenly have no energy. Some even fell asleep immediately!" The official said respectfully.
"Report!"
"Sir, the High Heaven has sent a letter. The mortals and beasts of the Nine Continents of the Yang Realm and the Six Continents of the Netherworld are all dispirited and drowsy!"
"Drowsy? Mortals? The whole world? "Luo Xingchen said in surprise.
"This is the result of extracting luck. These are the mortals!" Wang Jingwen said in a low voice.
"Report!"
"Sir, the High Heaven has sent a letter. The mortals in the sixteen continents are all asleep. The Golden Core cultivators are all dispirited and drowsy!"
"Report!"
"Sir, the High Heaven has sent a letter. The Golden Core cultivators in the sixteen continents are all asleep. The Nascent Soul cultivators are all dispirited and drowsy!"
"Sir?" Luo Xingchen looked at Wang Jingwen worriedly.
"Don't worry, the Nether River Patriarch can't extract all the luck in the world! Moreover, the people who are asleep will wake up eventually. "Wang Jingwen shook his head.
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