The bell rang melodiously, echoing above the Wuwei Mountain Range.
Faint golden swastikas flew out from the Buddha bell as it was struck. They spun, containing a strange and inexplicable power. Gradually, translucent ripples appeared in the entire void, as if the torrent of time was whistling past in an instant. On the surrounding mountains, wild grasses bloomed in an instant and then withered, as if they had experienced a cycle of reincarnation.
Time passed.
The monk wanted to seal the Wuwei Mountain Range with the bell.
By the time the bell faded, a month had passed.
The Taoist Palace Lord shook his head and said, "Why bother … Purple Qi from the East."
He looked up. A purple qi came from the east and floated above his head, turning into the shape of a canopy. It filled the air with an indescribable sense of nobility and majesty, as if everything between heaven and earth and the stars had gathered on his body.
The faint purple mist almost instantly filled the space between heaven and earth.
The translucent waves that surged along with the ringing of the bell were instantly dispersed by the purple mist. Even the swastika symbols quickly disappeared like snow falling into magma.
The withered flowers suddenly became bright, as if a camera was rewinding. The blooming petals gradually closed, turning into flower buds, and then into small buds, finally disappearing on the wild grass …
Time was reversed again.
The Taoist Palace Lord stood in his small fenced courtyard with a purple canopy over his head and said, "The Huazang Temple should not have intervened in this dispute. Master Ruhui, please return. From today onwards, the Huazang Temple will be closed for half a year. Before the sacred war, no disciples are allowed to enter the world."
"Amitabha, benefactor, you are making things difficult for me." The solemn monk chanted the name of Buddha. The "swastika" bell floated above his head, spinning. He held the Nine Dragons Golden Zen Staff in one hand and stopped striking the bell. His other hand was placed in front of his chest.
The Taoist Palace Lord said, "Buddhists pay attention to the cycle of fate. Everything is predetermined. You should know that you will get what you deserve for interfering in today's matter."
As soon as he finished.
On the vegetable ridge where he had just turned over the soil and watered, a blade of grass fell from an unplucked weed and then floated up. It seemed to be swaying, but in a flash, it had already reached the sky. Like a long blade, it slashed down with a green light.
Monk Ruhui raised his hand and blocked it with the Nine Dragons Golden Zen Staff.
Ding!
There was a faint sound of metal clashing. The middle of the staff trembled slightly. Ruhui Monk wanted to stabilize the staff, but this strange tremor grew stronger and stronger. In the end, the rapid and high-frequency tremor made the entire staff seem invisible to the naked eye, leaving behind only an afterimage.
A drop of blood fell from the fingertip of his right hand.
Sovereign Blood.
Ru Hui let go of the staff in her right hand, caught the drop of blood in her left hand, and merged it back into her body.
The blade of grass turned into a flash of green light and disappeared.
The Buddhist staff also stopped trembling.
However, in its center, there was a hair-thin dent, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.
Only then did shock appear on Ru Hui's face.
The Golden Nine Dragons Buddhist Staff was a Quasi-emperor weapon of the Huazang Temple, one of the Ten Great Holy Lands of the Human Race. Furthermore, it was of the highest grade among the Quasi-emperor weapons, second only to the Nightmare Bell. In the hands of the abbot, the Lord of the Dao Palace had used a blade of grass to create a dent in it.
The small dent explained a lot of things.
Ru Hui stood in midair with a complicated expression.
"Amitabha. Benefactor's words, Lao Na will remember. "Ru Hui finally bowed, put away the 'bell', and turned to leave.
The Lord of the Dao Palace shook his head, and the purple aura above his head dissipated.
He did not leave the Dao Palace, but turned back to his vegetable field, and continued to water and plant vegetables with a bucket and hoe.
…
The Department of Divine Crafts.
Zhuge Yun was drinking tea with the Successor of the Flying Star Holy Land.
The Thousand Star Holy Land and the Department of Divine Crafts had never cooperated much, but this time, the Successor of the Thousand Star Holy Land had come to order a thousand high-quality spiritual weapons, and was willing to pay half of the deposit. For the Department of Divine Crafts, this was a big deal. Therefore, the head of the Thousand Star Holy Land, Zhuge Yun, who was usually obsessed with refining weapons and cultivation, personally came to meet the Successor of the Thousand Star Holy Land.
Moreover, the Successor of the Thousand Star Holy Land had an extremely high status. It was rumored that the Thousand Star Holy Land regarded him as a peerless genius that only appeared once in a thousand years. They did not hesitate to devote all their resources and skills to nurture him. And he did not disappoint the Thousand Star Holy Land. Although he was a junior, and a generation younger than Zhuge Yun and the nine successors of the Thunder Ancestral Mountain, his many achievements, reputation, and cultivation were not inferior to those of this generation, and he even had the momentum of surpassing his predecessors.
"Thank you, Senior Zhuge." The Successor of the Thousand Star Holy Land lived up to his name. He was handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. His skin was snow-white, and he was even more beautiful than many women. His eyes were as bright as the stars, and he always smiled before he spoke. It was easy for people to trust and like him.
Zhuge Yun said, "You're too polite, Successor. Since everything has been settled, is it settled?"
The Successor of the Thousand Star Holy Land smiled and said, "Actually, apart from this cooperation order, I have another matter that I would like to consult you about in private. I wonder if it is convenient for you, Senior?"
Zhuge Yun was slightly startled, and said, "Sure."
He immediately dismissed his attendants.
The Successor of the Thousand Star Holy Land bowed sincerely again and said respectfully, "This matter is very important to me. Therefore, I would like to ask you to give the order that no one should disturb me in the next two hours."
Zhuge Yun was puzzled, but he still nodded and gave the order.
…
…
Boom!
A bolt of lightning struck.
Li Mu barely activated the God-beating Whip and took the hit head-on. He opened his mouth and spat out blood.
Although the Xiantian Skill could recover his Genuine Vitality very quickly, it still needed a certain amount of time. At this time, not even a quarter of the Genuine Vitality in his body was left. Bai Ruyun's lightning strike was enough to make Li Mu almost unable to fight back.
"It's all over."
Bai Ruyun said lightly.
With a stir of his mind, purple lightning gathered in the sky, and a purple lightning spear hundreds of meters long took shape. The lightning runes that contained peerless killing intent flickered, and the tip of the spear stopped between Li Mu's eyebrows.
The air was filled with the smell of death.
Li Mu gritted his teeth and directly took out the yellow-skinned gourd.
"Burn!"
Boom!
The moment the cork of the gourd was pulled out, the five-colored divine fire spurted out of the spout like a geyser. In an instant, it filled more than half of the sky. The purple lightning spear melted in an instant as if it was a piece of wax!
"What?"
"This is …"
Bai Ruyun and Lin Yuquan were both shocked at the same time. The flame that rushed at their faces carried an indescribably horrible aura, which made them feel the threat of death in an instant. They immediately retreated frantically.
Neither of them had expected that Li Mu still had such a trump card in his hand.
The name of the Thunder and Fire Department had the word "fire" in it, so Lin Yuquan was no stranger to all kinds of divine fire and Extraordinary Fire. In particular, the "Forbidden Fire of Heaven Thunder" he extracted from the thunder magic was also one of his original divine fires. It was powerful, but compared with the flame released by Li Mu in front of him, it was like a match to the sun. The difference was too big.
He frantically retreated. Finally, he could tell that this five-colored divine flame was clearly the Chaotic Flame that was a mixture of hundreds of different kinds of legendary flames and divine flames.
"This bastard actually has so many Mystical and Divine Fires in his hands!"
Lin Yuquan was shocked.
Looking around, the entire Thunder and Fire Department had almost turned into a sea of thunder. Those experts and armored soldiers of the Thunder and Fire Department who did not have time to run away were roasted by the flame and instantly turned into a cloud of flying ash, drifting in the air. Even the ground and buildings were instantly turned into liquid magma, flowing.
The entire Thunder and Fire camp was instantly turned into a sea of fire and ruins.
Bai Ruyun was also shocked.
Li Mu's frequent use of his trump cards made him feel anxious and angry.
He knew very well what price the Thunder Tao Ancestral Mountain had paid to kill Li Mu and buy some time for them.
"World-ending Thunder, Purple Polar Thunder Sea, collect!"
Bai Ruyun shouted. Lightning swirled around him, dazzling to the extreme. He cast the thunder magic and formed a huge vortex of thunder and lightning in the low sky, which spun crazily, driving the divine fire in the sky toward the vortex!
"Oh no!"
Li Mu had a bad feeling.
The various kinds of divine fires released from the yellow-skinned gourd were obtained from the Fire Pool Hall of the Eternal Celestial Tower. Li Mu could not control them. Seeing the flames being pulled up by the vortex of thunder and lightning, the situation became bad again.
What a pity!
The Emperors' Fire was accidentally absorbed by Li Mu.
Otherwise, only a wisp of it was needed to burn Bai Ruyun and Li Yuquan to death.
"Go."
Li Mu threw the gourd up and suspended it in the air to set fire.
He was about to take advantage of the flames to contain Bai Ruyun and Li Yuquan, and then turn around to leave with the Yun family. But at that moment, a majestic roar suddenly came from the yellow-skinned gourd, as if some god sleeping in it had been awakened!
"Swoosh!"
A golden figure rushed out from the gourd.
His whole body was burning with golden flames. Two beams of golden light burst out of his eyes like two divine swords. He was holding a long golden stick in his hand. As he waved it, dragon roars resounded between heaven and earth. As he waved the stick, the void became sticky and twisted as if it was going to smash the world into pieces.
"Huh?"
Li Mu was stunned.
"What's going on?"
"When did another person appear in the gourd?"
He had checked the inside of the gourd before, but there was absolutely no living creature. Only after he collected many divine fires in the Flame Pool Hall did Li Mu stop paying attention to what was going on inside the gourd because the uncontrollable flames would burn his Divine Sense … How could a golden man jump out of the gourd?
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…
In the territory of the Demon Clan.
In the Sky-reaching Mountain Range.
The Ape Clan, which could rank in the top ten among the hundred lineages of the Demon Clan, lived here. The entire Sky-reaching Mountain Range covered an area of tens of millions of miles, with endless mountains and forests. There were also some small plains, oceans, and other terrains, which were marvelous and magnificent.
On the main peak of the Sky-reaching Mountain Range, a 10,000-meter-high longevity tree was the holy land of the Ape Clan.
Sitting on the crown of the 9,900-meter-high tree, a snow-white old ape suddenly opened his eyes and shed tears.
"The king of our clan is back!"
He stood up and shouted.
The whole sacred tree swayed, and the leaves rustled cheerfully, as if welcoming something.
The Ape Clan was shocked.
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