All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 407

Looking at the young man below, Shui Dongliu shook his head: "Too young, too innocent, too stupid."

"There is no distinction between good and evil in power. I dare to believe such words."

Heidi Xuanming coughed: "Young people, give us more chances, who hasn't committed stupidity when they were young."

"I do not have."

Shui Dongliu frowned and asked, "Does Brother Dao have one?"

Hei Emperor Xuanming pondered for a while, thinking about it, what would happen if he encountered this kind of jade slip at the beginning of his cultivation? !

No, with my personality, I'm afraid I won't meet him, so I slipped away the first time I saw it.

"Me neither." Hei Emperor Xuanming said sincerely: "It seems that he is really not suitable to be a disciple of a fellow daoist."

"Otherwise, we'll choose another one."

The so-called son of destiny, son of destiny, protagonist of the era is just the darling of the world, and this person in front of him is the creator of the world, the father of the world, and the grandfather of the protagonist of the era.

The son of luck who has the qualifications and the ability to decide the fourth mountain and sea.

Shui Dongliu smiled calmly: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome, he can't be Jiufeng's disciple, but he is still qualified to be Shui Dongliu's registered Taoist boy."

"Besides, he reminds me of an old man, an old man."

Black Emperor Xuanming was curious: "I would like to hear the details."

Shui Dongliu said leisurely: "When I was still in the Supreme Immortal Realm, there was a master of demonic ways named Patriarch Wuji."

"He once established a sect called the Wuji Gate, which has four halls, the Cauldron Hall, the Sword Hall, the Pill Hall, and the Dragon Hall."

"The disciples in the sect practice the Magic Tripod Sutra, the Demon Sword Sutra, the Demon Pill Sutra, and the Demon Dragon Sutra. It is said that when the four sutras are combined into one, they will inherit the true skills of the ancestor of the Demon Dao, Wuji."

Black Emperor Xuan Ming frowned, this is a very old story.

The tripod hall for crafting, the sword hall for killing, the alchemy hall for alchemy, and the dragon hall for coordinating the overall situation. A normal sect is divided in this way. There may be more halls, and the names are changed. They are generally the same.

As for the integration of the four classics, there are other old methods of selecting disciples, proving their loyalty, and closeness.

However, this story is told from Shui Dongliu's mouth. It just looks old-fashioned, and it can surpass Jiufeng Supreme's memory by half a step in the past. The old man must be interesting and extraordinary.

Sure enough, Shui Dongliu paused, and changed the subject: "The disciples of the Wuji Sect are treated very well in their practice, and they can almost catch up with the decent Great Immortal Sect. However, in ancient times, they were regarded as demon sects. Door."

"The rules of the Wuji Sect are ruthless. To enter the door, you need to self-destroy the entire sect and make a blood oath, or when you are young, lead someone to destroy the entire sect and lead you into the Dao."

"And there is a strict hierarchy in the door, which is divided into outer door, inner door, and hall master. From top to bottom, the control is extremely strict."

"The disciples of the inner sect regard the disciples of the outer sect as ants, killing and reaping immediately, and because they come from the same sect and practice the same method together, there is a great benefit."

"The master of the hall regards the disciples of the inner sect as cattle, horses and livestock. If there is less ostentation to travel, he will order a disciple of the Dragon Palace to perform an impossible task. When the task fails, he will find an excuse to refine it into a dragon body mount. Dragons are magic weapons."

"If there is a flaw in the practice, secretly order a disciple of the alchemy hall to plot against another disciple of the outer alchemy hall, and then use the reason of cleaning up the door to refine the two disciples into magic pills."

Hei Emperor Xuanming thought deeply: "Thinking about it, the fate of the last few palace masters is not so good."

Shui Dongliu nodded and said: "Friend Daoist Mingjian, the hall master is greedy and unwilling to let the inner disciples go, how could Patriarch Wuji let the hall master go."

"Before the Wuji Gate was shattered, there were only nine masters in the Dragon Palace who had mastered the magic dragon scriptures, all of them were refined into magic dragons by the ancestor of Wuji."

"Nine dragons unite to form a nine-dragon chariot. Even a mount is a magic weapon, which is equivalent to a six-source Taoist mirror."

After hearing the story of Patriarch Wuji, the Black Emperor Xuanming, who had a good relationship with Lord Mohe, the Supreme Demon Lord, couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Patriarch Wuji is also a real devil!"

This kind of method of devouring all things, harming the common people, and benefiting oneself is placed in the Great Desolate Universe, and it is also one of us... ahem, a member of their demonic way.

There is no Wuji sect, the entire Wuji sect is only the ancestor of Wuji, as for the others, not to mention disciples, even Daotong is not considered, they are just workers.

The diligent and conscientious practice throughout his life is only to shape a better future for the ancestor of Wuji.

"I don't know Patriarch Wuji, what happened afterwards?"

Black Emperor Xuanming curiously asked
Shui Dongliu looked down at the young Luo Mo. Strictly speaking, he was staring at the jade slip in the young man's hand. His eyes gradually became colder, and he said slowly: "Later, the Supreme Immortal Realm suffered a catastrophe. The ancestor Wuji saw that something was wrong. Without any hesitation, I immediately surrendered to the alien race."

"Thinking about it now, it will pass on the orthodoxy in 33 days, and it will blossom and bear fruit, and it will be another Wuji Gate."

Grasping the void, the origin of the fourth mountain and sea trembled, and the 33-day foreign race in the jade slip made a tragic cry, struggling and resisting, with red eyes.

Glancing at the young Luo Mo, Shui Dongliu snorted coldly: "Stupid is a little stupid, but my cultivation of mountains and seas can be taken away by a traitorous cultivator of a foreign race."

"Decree!"

"Mountains and seas are immeasurable, and all living beings have life, but the cultivation of alien races cannot survive!"

A phantom of a scorpion-headed human body was shattered, and the origin was traced. Within 33 days, an alien god exploded instantly, turning into a magic weapon embryo that looked like a dragon and a scorpion.

The water flows eastward into the void, wiping away the embryo of the magic weapon, and all traces are gone, and there is no such god in the world.

He didn't look down on the old ancestor Wuji in the past, let alone his disciples and grandchildren.

After looking at Luo Mo for a while, Shui Dongliu's aura turned, and a spiritual thought fell into the jade slip, replacing the position of the cultivator of the foreign race.

Nine Seals Supreme is No. 1 in the fairy world, traveling across the starry sky, I have never seen any scenes before, the mighty remnant soul, the old grandfather's golden finger, I also have a little understanding.

The jade slips of the monks of different races were obscure and difficult to understand, and the words alone were varied. Without the guidance of the Scorpion God, Luo Mo couldn't get in at all.

"how so!"

Hitting the stone wall with a fist, Luo Mo said bitterly and hoarsely
Obviously the new technique is right in front of you, and you can obviously defeat the senior brother... double the happiness, how could...

"Hey, stupid boy, it seems that you need help?"

Just when Luo Mo was in distress, an old strange laughter echoed between the stone walls of the secret room.

Luo Mo turned around suddenly, staring at the jade slip.

However, Mr. Chao once met Luo Mo, and the fourth mountain and sea were robbed again.

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Outside the main hall of the sect, many disciples were waiting, and the suzerain summoned them to come, but did not give any instructions, which made them imagine and discuss in private.

"Brother? Sovereign..."

Some disciples couldn't help asking Jin Qiaojue. Among the disciples, Jin Qiaojue was the most respected by the suzerain.

Jin Qiaojue smiled lightly: "I'll know sooner or later, so there's nothing to worry about."

After appeasing the disciples, close your eyes and meditate, stand like a pine, and feel like water.

(End of this chapter)