Kunlun Mountain, North Zhou Dynasty. Spiritual energy gathered and lush.
A figure suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain. She was wearing a feather robe and a star crown. Her body was surrounded by mist, but her graceful figure could still be seen. It was another messenger of Golden Turtle Island.
She looked up at the lonely peak and felt that her Li Fire Golden Eyes that could see through many illusions and illusions seemed to be covered by a layer of mist. She could not see the person in the depths of the clouds. The void was stacked layer by layer, and the world was always close at hand.
She is indeed the direct descendant of Yuan Shi. No wonder she dares to use the name of Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace. The messenger of Golden Turtle Island whispered in her heart, and the information that she had deliberately collected appeared in her mind.
Primitive Emperor Su Meng, with some Legendary and Nirvana characteristics, one word can be the law of the world!
With the arrival of the great calamity, all kinds of people who would face the calamity emerged one after another. I can't underestimate him. But after all, he has just entered Dharmakaya. I have to accept this invitation even if I don't want to … She casually plucked a leaf and held it in her palm. In her eyes, the sun rose and the moon fell, the stars moved, the earth was formed, and the mountains were undulating. It was as if another world had descended here.
Five pure white hands that looked like beautiful jade spread out, and the leaf became deep. One flower, one world, one leaf, one world. The law was reflected outside, dyed the veins of the leaves, and formed words.
"On the winter solstice, at the end of Donghai, Golden Turtle Island's banquet. See you there."
Once the invitation was formed, the messenger took light steps and instantly passed through the layers of void, arriving in front of the Taoist temple with the horizontal board of Yuxu Palace.
Just as she was about to reach out her right hand and knock on the door to hand the invitation to the Yuxu disciples for them to pass it to Su Meng and leave quietly, she suddenly stopped.
Through her Divine Sense, there was no one in the Taoist temple. The so-called Restrictive Spell Formation was just a facade. This place was like a ruined temple on a barren mountain. There was no Chief Su Meng, nor were there any disciples!
It was a famous sect after all, but there was not even a disciple guarding the door … The messenger of Golden Turtle Island was stunned in front of the gate of Yuxu Palace. As a celestial being, she had lived for many years by relying on the secret method, but she had never seen a formal sect like this.
Most importantly, who should he give the invitation to?
Should he just throw it in and wait for Su Meng or his disciple to come back and find it?
However, he had forcefully opened up a world inside the leaf to intimidate Su Meng, so that he would not dare not come. Furthermore, it was difficult for a leaf that was randomly picked to sustain a world for a long time. After a long time, and without a disciple to take care of it, it would be destroyed at the slightest touch. At that time, would Su Meng not see the invitation when he returned?
The Daoist temple was empty and quiet. Only the lotus flowers were blooming, waiting for the next time to bloom.
The messenger of Golden Ao Island stood at the door for a long time. Only the sounds of birds could be heard. In the end, he clenched his left hand and crushed the leaf into powder. He exerted his Dao power on his right hand and left the contents of the invitation on the wall inside the door.
All that effort had gone to waste …
Who would have thought that the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain would look like this?
…
Huo Lishang boarded the ship and planned to go to Chang Hua Island.
Qu Baimei had just died, and the Island Owner's Mansion was destroyed. Chang Hua Island was in the stage of fighting for power. It was a good time for him to take a risk and see if he could get enough wealth to heal himself. The two islands were far away from each other, and Huo Lishang had not fully recovered yet. Therefore, he dared not to fly for a long time.
There was no moon at night, and the stars were hidden high up in the sky. It was pitch-black all around, and only the sound of the waves could be heard in the distance. The waves rose and fell under the dim light of the ships. It was abnormally peaceful and quiet, and it made people feel homesick and lonely.
Huo Lishang was reminded of the Li Shang that he had been feeling for a long time. He hid in the corner of the deck and looked into the distance, unable to calm down.
When a man left the Tao, it was like a wanderer leaving his home. He had to go through countless tortures and difficulties to return home.
The Thousand Faces Trials Art was exactly what he wanted. Although it was dangerous, he could still see the hope of returning home.
However, this time, he had encountered Han Guang, the Primogenitor Taiyi of the mysterious organization. He had misjudged the latter's strength and ability to cause trouble. As a result, he was always one step behind and almost lost himself. He thought that everything he had experienced in the past was an illusion caused by the exchange of identities.
Suddenly, Huo Lishang saw a small boat passing by. A young Taoist wearing a strange green robe was standing at the head of the boat. His hair was disheveled, and he looked handsome.
What a good mood! Sailing on the sea, riding the wind and waves. I have done this several times … Huo Lishang smiled secretly and recalled the past.
Those who could do this all had some confidence, and this young Taoist was no exception. But he did not know who he was.
When the boats passed by each other, the handsome young Taoist suddenly turned his head and looked at Huo Lishang. Suddenly, everything seemed to stop, and a mysterious feeling spread around.
Even with Huo Lishang's experience and courage, he felt inexplicably lonely at this moment. It seemed to be more dangerous than facing the mysterious Celestial Being!
"The biggest taboo to practice the Thousand Faces Trials Art is to meet a person who doesn't take it seriously and can't bear the karma caused by the exchange of identities. Otherwise, a thousand faces will appear, and everything will be unfavorable. Every step will be shaken, and one's self will be blurred, and one will be devoured," the young Taoist with disheveled hair looked at Huo Lishang and said in an elegant but weathered voice.
"This …" Huo Lishang was stunned as if the biggest secret in his heart had been exposed.
How, how did he know about the taboo of the Thousand Faces Trials Art?
The young Taoist saw him stunned and frowned, "Didn't Qian Huan tell you about this?"
Speaking of this, he suddenly paused and sighed.
"I am possessed. I am afraid Qian Huan has fallen for many years …"
His voice was full of vicissitudes. The small boat started again and in a flash, the young Taoist disappeared in the vast sea under the night sky.
…
Tianyi Island, Li Huo Temple.
The restrictive spell of the Golden Crow Holy Cauldron was opened. Five colors of red, green, yellow, white, and black rushed out and entangled with each other like a flying dragon.
Fan Lishuang and the other powerful figures of the Golden Crow Sect held the Mudra and made a series of Mudra. Layers of Mudra overlapped and turned into a net, adding to the five colors of light. They were sweating on their foreheads and the sweat was dark red like burning flames. They had failed once before, so there was no turning back now.
Of course, with the experience, Fan Lishuang was more confident of success.
Mengqi sat with his eyes closed and poured his Taoist power into the formation in the temple, transforming it into the pure Golden Crow Sect's Genuine Vitality for Fan Lishuang and the others to use.
If it were someone else, it would be very troublesome. After all, the nature was different and the turnover was quite slow, so it might not be able to satisfy the consumption of Fan Lishuang and the others. But Mengqi was different. He directly used the Eight Nine Mysteries to simulate the Grand Sun True Fire. It was almost the same origin and the conversion happened in a flash, which surprised Fan Lishuang. He felt that the Night Emperor was unfathomable and his Taoist power was inexhaustible.
The five colors of light were 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. They formed a harmonious cycle, and the laws of nature blended together to build the foundation of the world. A divine sword with five colors of light was vaguely formed, and the substance inside was dark and dense.
"The Night Emperor." Fan Lishuang suddenly shouted.
They had gone through a lot of hardships and finally made it to this step. Whether they could succeed or not depended on the Night Emperor. But now it seemed that there was only a fifty percent chance that it would become a Divine Weapon.
Meng Qi already had a plan in mind. In his hand, a slightly dim blood-red long saber appeared. The blade was extremely thin and had a kind of enchanting beauty.
Buzz!
The Killing Blood Sword struggled desperately, but Mengqi had already left a mark on it, and the damage had not been fully recovered. It was wrapped by the Supreme and Infinite Premier Gyeongun and could not get rid of it.
Then Mengqi pushed the Killing Blood Sword into the center of the five colors of light.
He wanted to use the Killing Blood Sword as a sacrifice to the sword to end the process perfectly!
In the past nine days, the Golden Crow Sect had taught Mengqi many ways to end the process, including the casting of the sword using one's own body as a sacrifice to the sword, and using normal Taoist power to end the sword. Mengqi chose the best and most wasteful way, which was to use a Divine Weapon as a sacrifice to the sword!
Boom!
The five colors of light burst out of the hall and lit up the whole Tianyi Island. A bloody color was mixed in the light, and it was struggling.
The giant Golden Crow corpse in the Golden Crow Saint Pilgrimage Cauldron suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a small flame, which was dark gold and almost black.
The flame fell directly on the Killing Blood Sword. After that, there was only a burst of extremely bright light, and nothing else could be seen.
Mengqi relied on his instinct and used his mana to perform the Sword Ending Song. The light gradually shrank, and a long sword that seemed to be made of mist appeared.
It was flowing with five colors of light, and there were many inscriptions on it that contained Taoist meaning. It shook slightly and flew towards Mengqi.
Mengqi felt the heavy burying of the Earth Element, the sharp bursting of the Metal Element, the vigorous vitality of the Water Element, the flourishing growth of the Wood Element, and the dazzling brilliance of the Fire Element. The flowers were like a brocade, which formed the cycle of the development of all things. A piece of heaven and earth was formed, the Four Symbols had been set, and the matter was born!
"It is often said that the Celestials and Buddhas are not in the Three Realms, but outside of the Five Elements. Once this sword is used, the Celestials and Buddhas also belong to the Five Elements, hence the name 'Celestial Parting'." Mengqi's words were followed, and there were two more ancient seal characters on the sword.
"Celestial Parting!"
The Celestial Parting Sword trembled slightly, like a kitten rubbing against Mengqi's palm, full of childish affection.
He actually sacrificed a Celestial Level Heavenly Weapon … Fan Lishuang wiped his sweat, and only felt that what he had seen and felt in the past nine days was too shocking. If it was a disciple with a weaker mind, he might have collapsed.
Mengqi kept the Celestial Parting Sword, and thanked Fan Lishuang and the others. Then he sent a message to Yunyue to get the reward.
After Yunyue came in, she looked a little weird. Mengqi did not say anything, and only asked what happened when they arrived on the boat.
"Childe, Golden Turtle Island did not send Divine Immortals to chase after us to cover up their existence. Instead, they sent invitations to other Dharmakaya masters to attend the Winter Solstice Feast, which made a lot of noise. If we did not cover up, perhaps, perhaps the invitations would have been sent here," Yunyue answered honestly. Yun Yue answered honestly. She felt much more relaxed after telling the truth. She didn't need to be hunted down by a Heaven Immortal anymore.
Attend the Golden Turtle Island Feast? Mengqi frowned.
Why should he take the risk? He already had a Celestial Level Heavenly Weapon!
After thinking for a while, he had already made a decision, "Go find your childe, and tell him that the game is over."
Of course, the real Night Emperor should go to the invitation!
"But, but we don't know where my childe went …" Liushang and the others lowered their heads. They felt that it was better for the fake Night Emperor to go, so that the real childe would be safe.
Mengqi smiled, "It's okay, we are connected by cause and effect, we can find him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the void overlapped, and chaos appeared. The ship passed through layers of barriers and appeared in front of a ship.
Huo Lishang was standing at the bow of the ship, and suddenly he saw the familiar "himself", and saw the four concubines with weird expressions, and then he heard the familiar words,
"The game is over."
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