"'Acheron's Hand Bone, a Heavenly Weapon level item, is the hand bone of' Acheron ', the Evil God of the Nine Serenities. However, for some strange reason, it has lost its own power and can't display its miraculous power. Currently, its value is unknown."
"If you want to uncover the strange reason, you need to pay 8,000 Karma points."
The familiar voice of the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms reminded Mengqi of the Primary Instruction of Buddha's Palm. He cursed "coward" in his heart and chose to pay 8,000 Karma points.
Suddenly, his total Karma points were reduced to 12,700. The indifferent voice of the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms was emotionless.
"In the last years of ancient times, the Evil God of the Nine Serenities, 'Acheron', felt that his life was coming to an end. However, due to the limitations of his Divine Body, it was difficult for him to break through. Thus, he made a decision to abandon his' Acheron Divine Body 'and enter Samsara with a wisp of his Vital Spirit to seek transcendence in the next life."
"Acheron entered Samsara?" Mengqi listened with a solemn expression. He felt that Samsara was more and more mysterious.
His mood did not affect the Dominator's description. He still spoke in a grand and flat voice.
"Before entering Samsara, 'Acheron' hid his Divine Body in a secret seal, waiting for his reincarnated body to retrieve it as the main material to refine excellent Heavenly Weapons or even Peerless Heavenly Weapons. To prevent accidents, he left a strange seal in this Hand Bone to condense his breath and make his power disappear. Even ordinary people can touch it, but only he himself can remove and awaken it."
"Once awakened, this Hand Bone can control other parts of 'Acheron Divine Body' to a certain extent."
"As time passed, the reincarnated body of 'Acheron' disappeared and never returned. The Divine Body was obtained by others, but they did not know the magic of this Hand Bone and placed it casually."
"After a long time, the seal on this Hand Bone has become extremely weak. Another 2,000 Karma points will be needed to remove it, and Acheron's breath will appear again."
Mengqi was a little creeped out. So this was the strange reason. 'Acheron' abandoned his Divine Body and left a "back door" to enter Samsara. He would wait for his next life to retrieve it, but then he disappeared and never appeared again!
Where did he go?
Could Samsara succeed?!
Thinking of this, Mengqi inexplicably remembered The Conqueror's Invincible Blade!
The Conqueror obtained the Thunder God's corpse and the Ancient Thunder Pool by chance. He used them to forge a Peerless Heavenly Weapon, which dominated the Middle Ages and was illustrious.
How familiar it was! It was similar to what the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms had just described!
Could it be that the Thunder God's body and the ancient thunder pool were deliberately left behind by the Thunder God in the past to prepare for his reincarnation?
Who was his reincarnated body? The Conqueror, or someone else?
From the fact that he obtained the body and the lightning pool, as well as the fact that he refined an exceptional divine weapon, the possibility that The Conqueror was the reincarnated body of the Lightning God was not small. However, with his pride, there was no way he would hide this matter. Logically speaking, there should have been some rumors circulating about it, and it was impossible for no one to know about it.
Moreover, it was hard to say who was stronger between The Conqueror and the ancient Thunder God. The only certainty was that they were both in the Legendary Realm. Could it be that the reincarnated body might not be stronger than the previous one?
Was it a coincidence that he had obtained the Thunder God's impartation, and that the Nine Heavens God Thunderspear's essence had no choice but to fill his body? Or was there another reason?
All these thoughts made Mengqi's mood slightly heavy. Then he quickly adjusted and calmed himself down, choosing to undo the seal.
After paying 2,000 Karma points, the jet-black skeletal hand suddenly shone brightly. Thousands of rays of light shot out, alternating between black and white. If it were not for the restriction of the Dominator, perhaps everyone in the Immortal-tracking Alley or even in the Roving Azure Heaven would have seen it.
A breath of vicissitudes, deathly stillness, and hidden vitality slowly appeared. A blood-yellow river seemed to emerge in Mengqi's heart. It was unknown where it came from and where it flowed, but it was full of the meaning of oblivion, death, loss, and degeneration. Just by sensing it, he felt that his vitality was fading and his memory was gradually blurring.
Mengqi shook his head violently to get rid of this feeling. He looked at the skeletal hand again and found that it was still ordinary, but the feeling it gave him was completely different. It was powerful and terrifying!
"The skeletal hand of 'Acheron', a Divine Weapon level item, is the skeletal hand of the innate Evil God 'Acheron' of the Nine Serenities. Currently, the seal has been undone, and it is no longer summoned and forcibly controlled by 'Acheron'. However, it can produce a subtle connection with the reincarnation of 'Acheron'."
"It has a certain ability to control and influence the rest of 'Acheron's' body and ghosts and ghosts. It can be used to refine a good Divine Weapon."
"It can be used as a weapon. Once touched, the enemy's vitality will be taken away and his memory will be erased. Those below the seventh heaven of the Exterior will die immediately if they don't have special treasures and skills. Those above the seventh heaven of the Exterior will also be seriously injured. However, those below the fourth heaven of the Exterior can't use this ability. Those below the seventh heaven of the Exterior can use it once every three days. More than five times, the unrefined skeletal hand will lose a lot of strength. It is worth 21,000 Karma points and can be exchanged for 18,000 Karma points."
"Not bad … but it seems that I have to refine it into a Divine Weapon to circulate the power and maximize its value." Mengqi gently nodded. At present, he had Acheron's skeletal hand and the Oceanic Dominion Pearl. It seemed that he could consider refining a Divine Weapon, but he had no idea what to refine and what auxiliary materials he needed. Moreover, the apotheosized world was coming. The Oceanic Dominion Pearl and Acheron's skeletal hand might come in handy. For example, the skeletal hand had a certain ability to control ghosts and ghosts and ghosts!
"After apotheosized world, I'll think about it and look through the Exchange List to refine a Divine Weapon." Mengqi made a decision.
As for the cost of refining a Divine Weapon, he didn't know for now and didn't need to think about it.
…
Seven days later, Mengqi put on the mask of "Heavenly Primogenitor" and put on a black robe. Then, he entered the Immortals again to participate in the gathering of the official members.
There was no specific purpose for such a gathering. It was just a way for the members to bond and strengthen their cohesiveness.
As soon as he arrived at the Azure Palace, Mengqi saw "Bluecloud Progenitor" Qu Jiuniang waiting for him. Ever since her identity was exposed and she was captured by the Peacock Demon King, the Immensity Sea First House could no longer operate. She was looking for a new identity. Perhaps she was going to impersonate someone else, or perhaps she was going to visit the remote islands of the East Sea or the Southern Wasteland.
"You've made a lot of money in the Immortal-tracking Alley," Qu Jiuniang said in a gloomy tone. It seemed that she was deeply upset that she didn't get a share of the profits.
If you knew about the Immortality Elixir of East Pole, you would have rushed up to snatch it. Mengqi secretly praised "Immortal Taiyi" Yan Wuwo for keeping his mouth shut. He didn't spread the news.
He was gloating inside, but he didn't show it on his face. "I'm just a broker. Most of the money belongs to someone else."
"The Primogenitor asked you to wait for him in the quiet room when you arrive. He will introduce you to other official members." Qu Jiuniang revealed the purpose of her waiting and turned around to lead Mengqi in.
There were many titles in the Immortals that included the word "Primogenitor", but the direct title usually only represented the Spiritual Treasure.
After walking for a while, Qu Jiuniang couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Are there any other similar deals? I, uh, I've been in the intelligence business for many years. I believe I can help. "
Mengqi laughed dryly. "Not at the moment. I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future."
"Miser, miser …" Qu Jiuniang could tell that Meng Qi was being perfunctory. She murmured, not realizing that she was also being scolded.
After a few steps, Mengqi's eyes suddenly froze. There was a man standing by the lotus pond in front of him. He wore a Taoist robe, a cloud crown, straw shoes, a silk ribbon around his waist, and a mask. He had an elegant temperament. It was Lord of Purity and Magic.
He looked at the blooming Green Lotus in the lotus pond. His eyes were focused and lost in thought.
Qu Jiuniang secretly transmitted her voice to him. "Lord of Purity and Magic has just completed the third Death Task and is expected to become a grandmaster. But he lost two companions, one of whom is an official member of the Immortals, Fairy Bi Xiao. He is a little depressed."
"I see …" Mengqi gently nodded. When he was about to go over, Lord of Purity and Magic turned around and looked at him.
"I've heard of you for a long time and met you before. But it's not until today that we officially meet. Life is really unpredictable." Lord of Purity and Magic smiled bitterly.
Mengqi cupped his hands. "Me too."
Qingyuan took off his mask and revealed a handsome face. He introduced himself. "I'm Cao Xianzhi of the Cao family."
Cao Xianzhi? Mengqi had heard of this name before. He was a collateral relative of the Cao family in Peijing. At first, he was only slightly stronger than a Rogue Cultivator. Later, he became famous on the Ranking List of Young Masters and was valued by the Cao family. Later, he was ranked top three. Cao Er, the Modest Deity of the Earth, was often compared with him. Therefore, Mengqi had heard of him.
It was said that this genius became mediocre after he reached the Exterior. It took him 11 years to cross the first Celestial Ladder. He was regarded as a typical example of a person who had exhausted his potential. Now that he thought about it, he was delayed by the need of resources for the Eight Nine Mysteries Undying Tao Body.
"Su Meng." Mengqi knew that he knew, but he still replied politely.
Qingyuan smiled. "I didn't believe it when Doumu said that you've reached the Third-fold Heaven. Now that I've met you, I understand that it's true. Comparisons are odious."
Although that was what he said, there was not the slightest bit of self-pity or envy in his tone. His bearing was steady, tempered by those difficult times.
"It's just a coincidence." Mengqi was more polite and humble when talking to people he didn't know well but weren't enemies.
Qingyuan didn't care. He looked back at the hall opposite him. There were many people inside, all of them wearing masks.
Mengqi saw familiar faces like Immortal Taiyi and Primogenitor Nanhua. He knew that they were the official members of the gathering.
Suddenly, Lord of Qingyuan sighed. "The people inside have changed a lot since the first time I attended the gathering."
That short sentence exposed the vicissitudes of time and the dangers of Samsara.
He glanced at Mengqi and took a breath. "Therefore, other than my teammates and companions from the beginning, I don't dare and won't care too much about them. It doesn't matter if I'm cold or heartless. This is the mentality I have to learn because I don't know when they'll die."
"As for my teammates and companions from the beginning, heh, they've all died …"
He seemed to be reminding Mengqi, but he also seemed to be sentimental. It seemed that the Death Task had evoked an indelible sad memory in his heart.
Mengqi thought of Zhang Yuanshan, Fu Zhenzhen, and others, and he sighed.
After a while, Qu Jiuniang urged him to leave. She also felt a little emotional.
"Drunk Xie is' Chunyangzi ', Ren Pingsheng is' Bao Puzi ',' Yun Zhongzi 'is Xue Rui, and many others were my teammates. But now there are only three of them left. Who knows when they'll be killed …"
Mengqi listened in silence. When they arrived at the quiet room, Qu Jiuniang left. He sat cross-legged and waited for Primogenitor.
"Let's go." Primogenitor Lingbao stepped into the quiet room.
Mengqi stood up and followed Primogenitor Lingbao to the hall where the gathering was held.
"There are a total of 27 official members. Two of them have died recently, and three of them are unable to leave. So, 22 are here …" Primogenitor Lingbao introduced to Mengqi as they walked.
Everyone in the hall felt the approaching breath and looked at the door. They saw Primogenitor Lingbao walking in slowly, followed by Heavenly Primogenitor.
All of a sudden, they all had an inexplicable feeling.
…
It was early February, and it was still cold. Mengqi had just finished practicing the seventh change when he felt the light and shadow change. He appeared in Samsara Square.
The Apotheosized Task had begun!
While Mengqi was sighing, he saw Jiang Zhiwei, Qi Zhengyan, Ruan Yushu, and Zhao Heng appear at the same time.
Before he could greet them, he heard the voice of Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms.
"The remaining three have reached the minimum requirements of the task. There's no need to be divided."
"500 years after the Apotheosized World, there will be no Sages, no Schools of Thought, and endless disputes between countries. The world will be in chaos and darkness, and there will be no light of dawn!"
"Main task: Select one of the Hundred Schools of Thought to preach to other countries. If one country is willing to follow the preaching, the task will be completed. The reward will be 2,500 Karma points. If not, you will remain in the Apotheosized World, unless you pay 2,500 Karma points to leave."
"Three months after the task begins, your strength and cultivation will no longer improve. There will be no time limit for you to return to your own world."
"Please select one of the Hundred Schools of Thought. After the three bell tolls, you can choose directly."
Mengqi, Jiang Zhiwei, and the others looked at each other. Without thinking too much, they stepped forward and selected one.
The light in the air expanded and contracted. Words flashed quickly and solidified into two words:
"The School of Mo!"
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