Chapter 779

The ancient Fusang tree bathed in the golden sun as if it would rise into the sky at any time. It was extremely beautiful. Fang Huayin stood at the highest peak of Tianyi Island and looked at the ancient miracle that was hard to get close to.

"Miss Fang, all the items have been refined," Fan Lishuang stood behind her and said with a smile.

The craftsmanship of the Golden Crow Sect was extraordinary and there were more materials left, which made them earn a lot of money. Naturally, they were smiling from ear to ear. More importantly, through this cooperation, they had successfully built a relationship with the Yuxu Palace of Kunlun Mountain and got on the good side of the Primitive Emperor Su Meng, who was probably the most powerful person in the world. This was a benefit that could not be bought with money!

Fang Huayin rubbed her Space Ring a few times and turned back to salute, "Thank you, Leader Fan."

She already had a plan in her mind. She planned to directly trigger the imprint of her master in the Trailokyavijaya Wheel and let him pull her back to the Yuxu Palace of Kunlun Mountain. After all, she had completed the task assigned to her. In order to avoid delaying her master's matter, it was better to ask for his permission. If her master did not help her, it meant that he did not care about the refined items and wanted her to practice more.

Fan Lishuang was about to say a few polite words when he suddenly felt a majestic and sacred aura descending from the void high above. It filled the surroundings and shook his soul. It made him feel like he was facing the ruler of this world, looking down at the Great Medium who was quietly flowing in the river of time.

The Primitive Emperor Su Meng?

His thoughts seemed to freeze. He saw a dark light flash and Fang Huayin disappeared without a trace. Then, the aura dissipated and nothing was left. Everything seemed like a dream.

Attacking from the void?

He not only used the power of the artifact to descend, but also pulled people back to the ends of the earth like in the legend!

The Golden Crow Sect was an ancient sect and its decline did not damage its ancient books. Fan Lishuang was quite knowledgeable, but the more knowledgeable he was, the more he was shocked by such a miracle.

In the clouds high above the Golden Crow Sect, a woman in a white dress looked at the changes with deep eyes and said to the Celestial Lamp Ambassador beside her, "The Primitive Emperor's move is really hard to guard against."

She smiled with some helplessness. She was the current Daluo Saintess who received the message from Dharmaraja and came to intercept.

"Descending from the void is a characteristic of the mighty people of the Legendary Realm, worthy of the Principles of Karma." The Celestial Lamp Ambassador did not waste time. Now that he had been promoted from a guru to a Great Grandmaster, he sighed upon hearing that, "Now that the righteous are strong, Su Meng has already become a force to soar to the sky, while the heterodoxy is declining. Other than the Devil Master, they are worse than before.

The current Daluo Saintess regained her smiling expression and glanced at the Lampholder Oracle, "The Luo Denomination has never admitted to be heterodox demons. What does the decline of the heterodox have to do with us? We can also ally with the Righteous Path. As long as there are enough benefits, there are no eternal enemies in this world. "

"Moreover, in another ten years, the true Oracles who followed the Old Mother will awaken one after another and descend upon the world."

Them? Are they not afraid of being washed by the River of Time? "the Celestial Lamp Ambassador was shocked.

The Luo Sect's martial arts had always been strange. It was born out of the Wuji and the Void Seal, but combined with the power of incense. Therefore, while practicing martial arts, one could borrow the power of the corresponding deity. There were many powerful supernatural powers. For example, when the twelve oracles first practiced the Luo Sect's martial arts, it was impossible to know if they could become oracles in the future and what title they would become. Therefore, other than the Saintess who needed special training, everyone focused on practicing according to the ancient books and condensed different forms. When they had the title of an oracle, they would receive a little divine power and the form of the Dharma would change to the corresponding oracle. If they became the leader in the future, they could directly borrow the divine power of the Old Mother to change the form of their Dharma again and would not be restrained by the power of the previous oracles.

Therefore, the Celestial Lamp Ambassador had a certain understanding of the real Celestial Lamp Ambassador who followed the Old Mother. He understood the horror of his power and was shocked that he would wake up in another ten years.

Was the catastrophe about to enter the most intense stage?

The current Daluo Saintess shook her head and said, "Of course I'm afraid. Even after ten years, it's not the right time to return. They will be washed by time and will not be able to maintain their peak state. But this is the first opportunity, enough to sweep the world. Anyway, the final big picture depends on the Old Mother. It's fine as long as she maintains her peak state. There's no need for the oracles."

"Then why not return now?" the Celestial Lamp Ambassador asked doubtfully.

"It has already begun, but they are not the Nirvana Realm. They are sleeping in the chaos. Although they are blessed by the power of the Old Mother, they have also been infected. Their awakening is a relatively slow process. It will take at least ten years before they can come to the world," the current Daluo Saintess said.

The Celestial Lamp Ambassador took a light breath and said sincerely,

"Have mercy on the people of the world, the gods will descend from the sky. Ajati Matriarch, Vacuum Hometown."

…

Fang Huayin's vision was dark and deep. It was as if she was traveling through the tunnel of time and saw different scenes from her past life. Then black and white lights lit up, shining through the darkness and disintegrating the profoundness.

Her head was dizzy and she vaguely saw a pair of black and white Yin and Yang fish intertwined and dyed into a ball. It condensed into a point and bloomed with black and white flowing lights. Each light was divided into smaller scattered lights. The black and white were changing constantly, spreading infinitely and growing forever.

Following that, Fang Huayin felt that the items refined in her Space Ring flew out one by one and entered the black and white light that was both a dot and a ball. She saw that it gradually became more solid and had some texture. It seemed to connect the two worlds of illusion and reality, going deep into each other. It was not limited to building a bridge. Looking at it, she seemed to see the world of cause and effect, the world of the soul, the spiritual secret realm, the universe of dreams, and the real world. She saw the miniature of all the creatures in the corresponding sea of stars and the layers of universes.

Bang!

Fang Huayin seemed to feel the wrath of the heavens. Her whole body trembled and then her senses fell into chaos. She vaguely saw the heavenly punishment descending, saw lightning and sparks flying everywhere, and saw the black and white light condensing into a ball that was both real and fake.

Everything calmed down and only the last scene appeared in front of her eyes.

A black and white light ball the size of a head floated in the quiet room. It was both real and fake, shining out billions of scattered lights. The black and white changed and flowed into the void. Her master was sitting on the cloud bed with his green robe piled up. His face was pale and his temples were mottled. He seemed to have consumed a lot of energy, but his eyes were full of joy.

Fang Huayin hurriedly bowed and said,

"Congratulations, master!"

…

The Night Emperor's magnificent ship sailed quietly in the Cloud Realm of No Thoughts. The cabin was silent and peaceful.

Yunyue, Liushang, and the other concubines were watching the Night Emperor fiddling with the artifact sent by the Golden Crow Sect.

It was a metal sheet the size of a palm. It was full of texture and had a smooth and dreamy beauty. It was covered with strange patterns, inlaid with different numbers and strange buttons. The Night Emperor's eyes were full of enthusiasm. He looked at it with interest and smiled, "Is this what Su Meng asked the Golden Crow Sect to refine?"

"This is the simplest artifact among them. The others have to be refined together, so I can't remember all the details." Yunyue blinked her eyes and guessed the function of this little ornament. "Mister, what can it be used for?"

"Simple functions like a light screen and video. Hmm, it seems to be connected to infinity …" Huo Lishang excitedly extended his Divine Sense and carefully analyzed the item in his hand. Then, he carefully activated it.

Zi zi zi!

A strange sound appeared. Light rose and condensed into a hazy water screen. An emotionless voice appeared.

"This is the Myriad World Knowledge Test Center."

"All your suggestions will be saved and can be changed according to the situation. Note: You only have the right to give suggestions. You can't talk endlessly. If you are dissatisfied, please choose to quit."

"Beep! Warning, warning, illegal connection, unauthenticated artifact! "

"Countdown from three, three, two, one …"

Boom!

The metal sheet in the Night Emperor's hand suddenly exploded and a mushroom cloud rose, activating the restrictive spell of the ship. The cabin was in a mess, with broken and scorched marks everywhere.

Although Huo Lishang activated the Brahman Night in time to protect himself and his concubines, he was covered in dust and his face was scorched black. He looked extremely embarrassed.

He and his four concubines had a blank look in their eyes. They stared blankly at their blackened palms. There was only one thought echoing in their minds:

What the hell is this?

…

Huamei Heights, the grass hut at the back of the mountain.

"This is the Myriad World Talisman sent by Su Meng." Ye Yuqi handed the brocade box to Mr. Lu. Even someone as cold and reserved as her showed some curiosity. It was because Mengqi had mentioned this item many times, and she finally saw the real thing.

Mr. Lu opened the brocade box and saw a silver-white metal sheet with patterns and buttons. It had a strange sense of beauty that was different from this world. There was a letter attached to the side, with instructions on how to use it.

Mr. Lu read the letter attentively before pressing the button. A light screen appeared in front of him, showing Mengqi's image.

"Are you used to it, Senior Lu?" Mengqi asked with a smile.

"Not bad," Mr. Lu nodded.

The two were thousands of miles apart, but they seemed to be close at hand. There was no limit to their conversation, which made the Ice Fairy's eyes twinkle.

"Senior, please wait." Mengqi pointed with his finger. Light and shadow floated. In an instant, the light screen was divided into two halves. On the right was the image of the speaker, and on the left was a virtual hall. Inside were the miniaturized figures of Su Wuming and the others. On the hall, there were words such as "The right way of the human world is the vicissitudes of life".

"This is the discussion group of our righteous Dharmakaya, uh, the meeting place. As long as it doesn't involve people above the Legendary Realm, you can speak freely here. Even if you're in a foreign world, as long as it's not in a special place like the Nine Serenities of the Celestial World, you can use this to communicate without fear of being eavesdropped," Mengqi's image flashed on the right and said proudly.

Mr. Lu looked around and saw that there were names above each figure, such as Heavenly Sword Su Wuming, Sword Maniac He Qi, Demon Emperor Qi Zhengyan … uh, Demon Emperor …

Just as he was stunned, he saw Qi Zhengyan's figure disappear. Mengqi laughed dryly and said, "It's still in the testing stage. There are some fake illusions."

Mr. Lu smiled and shook his head. He did not expose him. Then, he saw Gao Lan's eyes looking at him quietly. His eyes were full of fighting spirit. Above his head was the title of Emperor of the Present World, not Mad Emperor.

Mengqi coughed twice to attract attention, "And if one side is in trouble, we can use the Myriad World Talisman. With me sending reinforcements, we can instantly concentrate our strength and destroy the enemy."

Just like when he went to the Five Villages Temple, if he encountered a powerful demon god that he could not defeat, he could immediately contact the righteous Dharmakaya and ask who was online and who was free. Then, he could ask them to descend from the sky and join forces. It was cheating.

Making the Myriad World Knowledge Ball was not just for fun, but also to leave a legend in the future. It was the key to go further, and it was also an important step to enlarge the benefits of the Principles of Karma to the current limit.

"With this thing, we no longer have to worry about the righteous being separated and being easily targeted," He Qi and Yun He's figures flashed, and at the same time, they sighed with similar content.

Mengqi continued, "This is the complete Myriad World Talisman, and a simplified version for the disciples of various sects to use. For the time being, they can only communicate one-to-one. Each of them corresponds to a number, which is linked with their own breath to form a special brand. By exchanging brands or using numbers to call each other, we don't have to worry about them roaming the world in the future."

In the virtual Hall of Vicissitudes, he explained the basic application of the Myriad World Knowledge Ball one by one.

…

At Huamei Heights, Yang Feiye was fiddling with the Myriad World Talisman in his hand excitedly and curiously. He called up the light screen and chose a brand that he had exchanged previously.

As the figure appeared, Yang Feiye exclaimed, "Senior Brother, it's really you!"

This was his own Senior Brother Wan Ning.

Wan Ning also smiled and said, "Yeah, this thing is really interesting. In the future, when I travel all over the world, I can look for you anytime to have a heart-to-heart talk."

The two chatted for a while and hung up the call. Yang Feiye continued to fiddle with the Myriad World Talisman and suddenly thought of something, "Can't I call through the number? Who will I contact by randomly thinking of a number? "

His interest was piqued. He thought of ten numbers and typed them in.

"I'm sorry, the number you contacted is not in service," an emotionless voice came from the light screen.

"Not in service … The number is too big?" Yang Feiye frowned and thought for a while, then changed the number. After a few failures, he heard a familiar beeping sound, which proved that the number was being used this time!

As both parties had not exchanged brands, the light screen could not form an image. After a few breaths, a voice came, "Hello, which friend is it?"

The voice was sweet and clean. Yang Feiye's spirit was lifted, and he said nervously and excitedly, "Friend, I'm Yang Feiye from Huamei Heights. After getting the Myriad World Talisman, I was very curious. After fiddling around for a while, I was thinking of contacting other friends with numbers, and in the end, I found you."

"So it's Senior Brother Yang from Huamei Heights. I'm Mou Hongwen, a disciple of the Biyue Sword Sect. I was also thinking of contacting other numbers just now, but I'm too timid. I'm sorry," the sweet voice sounded again, and there was a hint of a smile in it.

As soon as this was said, both parties seemed to be very close, and they chatted for a while, talking about the matters of the Jianghu and the interesting things around them.

It was very late at night, and no one was sleeping.

…

In the Yuxu Palace of Kunlun Mountain, the corner of Mengqi's mouth twitched slightly. Is the Myriad World Knowledge Ball going to become a large marriage and same-sex dating center …

He directly activated the Myriad World Knowledge Ball and chatted with Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu, Zhao Heng, and the others respectively. Then, he continued to cultivate in isolation, and lost track of time.

After a full half a year, the acupuncture points all over his body made a crackling sound of opening up, and a mouthful of Innate Qi spurted out from his Niwan, turning into three figures. They were a handsome little monk with red lips and white teeth, a swordsman with a white robe fluttering in the wind, and an imposing hero with bulging muscles and pale golden skin.

It was time to go to the Journey to the West.