Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 1317

How powerful is the power of spiritual energy in the body of a cultivator in the Dao realm?
No one can answer this question clearly, because no monk in the Dao realm is willing to do such a crazy thing as self-destruction.

It was also for this reason that when he saw Xing Yan's body flying upside down towards Canglang Que, Qi Xiaowei was surprised at first.

Afterwards, deep shock and disbelief appeared in his eyes, and finally, something that hadn't been seen in him for many years... panic!
Can it not be scary?

What kind of powerful attack will be triggered by the self-destruction of a monk in the realm of harmony?
This consequence, even Qi Xiaowei, a monk who is also in the Dao realm, is not sure to bear the consequences.

In order to protect and suppress Canglang Que, Xing Yan has been stationed here for nearly a thousand years.

Even though he has a majestic spiritual energy, it is true that there is not much left to be consumed by this huge formation eye.

However, this does not prevent Xing Yan from still possessing the level of a Daoist monk.

Just like jade eyebrows.

Even though he had exhausted his whole life's cultivation, he was worse than Xing Yan, but his spiritual power was so powerful that he could still easily block Qi Xiaowei's perception.

Let Qi Xiaowei and Yanyan stay together in the city for so many days, and it is still impossible to find out Yanyan's whereabouts.

He didn't want to be buried with a lunatic like Xing Yan.

But at this point, he lost.

Xing Yan's body was flying in the air.

Behind him is the mighty Canglang Que standing in the darkness.

This tall building has stood here since Canglang City was built, and has gone through thousands of years.

Together with him, he witnessed the growth of Canglang City from an inconspicuous small town near the sea to the largest city in the Eastern Continent today.

Xing Yan knew in his heart that since the time when he decided to guard Canglang City, his life has been delineated.

He, Canglang Que, and Canglang City are destined to depend on each other for life and death.

He guarded Canglang Que, and he also guarded Canglang City by the way.

Because of him, the people in the city can live in peace, no longer afraid of those monsters hiding in the dark, and no longer afraid of the powerful and evil forces around them.

With a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the number of people who came here to join him and Canglang City, from ordinary people to aristocratic families, became more and more, and the population became larger and larger.

These people lived in Canglang City with peace of mind, and thrived here, endlessly.

He became the real patron saint of the big city of Canglang.

The trust of the people in the city gradually turned into faith. They endowed him with supreme respect and love, so that he opened the Canglang Eye with a mortal body, and became recognized by the heavens. Really protect people.

He is a rare overhaul in the world, he should be Gaolingxue, and the sky is full of moons.

But for Canglang Que, for this big city, his flower of high mountains should be the most pyrotechnic overhaul in the world of mountains and seas.

Daxiu with the same status as him is honored by monks in the world as Mr., suzerain, or old god, or at least a great thing.

But he has cultivated the title of "city lord", a bit like those ordinary kings or princes who are vulgar.

Although he doesn't like people calling him the city lord, he doesn't mind.

Because he loves this city, loves the people in the city, loves the children who stumbled and ran past his mount when he was patrolling the city, loves the strong fragrance that wafts to his nose from the street food stalls...

He is a master of Dao realm, but he didn't fall in love with alchemy, he didn't fall in love with collecting treasures, but he fell in love with this world of mortals.

Wen Qiong laughed at him as the most common Taoist in the world, he smiled and accepted it happily.

Even though he hasn't visited the city for several years and hasn't shown his face, even today, he still loves this big city deeply.

It's a pity that after today, he can no longer go to patrol the city in person, hold the soft little hand of the child, and smell the unknown food on the street.

He will use this body to smelt the Canglang Que, integrate with the Canglang Queue, and stand here forever, overlooking the big city...

"Father!"

Xing Yushan's hysterical cries came from below.

At this moment, he naturally also saw his father's plan, and tears burst out of his eyes instantly.

"If you must sacrifice your body, please use the child's body!"

Xing Yushan's body suddenly soared into the sky, rushing towards his father who was about to hit Que.

Just when Xing Yushan hugged Xing Yan's waist and used his body to cushion Xing Yan's back to prevent his father from falling into the quay, the stable base of the Canglang Que suddenly shook violently.

The scarlet light projected from under the circular base, cutting through the darkness around the Canglang Que, as if digging out the entire Gaoque from the ground.

Xing Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he blurted out in surprise: "Big formation! Big formation!"

He pushed Xing Yushan's body away with a wave of his hand, and flew towards the majestic building again.

However, the moment Xing Yushan stopped Xing Yan just now was enough time for Qi Xiaowei to turn the situation around again.

For example, in the contest between big figures like Xing Yan and Qi Xiaowei, only one breath can change the outcome of life or death.

The dark power from all directions surged towards the scarlet light below the ground fissure, as if the whole night was about to sink into it.

Xing Yan's palm slapped heavily on the round top of Canglang Que.

"Om-"

Gao Que made a long and ancient sound like a bell, but the trembling base still showed no sign of stability.

Xing Yan sat cross-legged on the top of the que, and slowly began to draw symbols with his hands.

Xing Yan's fingertips condensed the warm and moist water spirit, rippling gently like the calm of the deep sea.

When Xing Yan began to write this rune quietly, wisps of water spirit qi overflowed from his whole body, entangled his body and flowed slowly, forming a real wave of spirit qi.

Those water spirits were gentle and soft, entangled him and refused to leave, as if they wanted to say goodbye to him.

Xing Yan's originally skinny cheeks quickly sank, and his originally stalwart body gradually began to bend.

If Yanyan was here, one would be able to tell at a glance that Xing Yan's state of writing this talisman was exactly the same as Mr. Yumei's state when he wrote the "Falling Leaves Return to Root" talisman in the barren land.

This is the last rune that condenses a monk's lifelong cultivation other than Explosive Pill.

It is called "fallen leaves return to the root" in the wood spirit root

In Shuilingen, it is called "Baichuan Guihai"

"Do! Do! Do..."

From inside the Canglang Que, there was a sudden knocking sound.

Pushed away by his father, Xing Yushan, whose body hit the wall, heard the sound.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and flew into the palace.

This is usually the place where my father reads and retreats. In the empty circular hall, except for the large bookshelf reaching the ceiling and an ordinary table, there is nothing else in the quiet.

The strange circular floor tiles in the center are particularly prominent at this moment.

Countless streaks of scarlet light projected from the ground like blood lines, as if a blazing fire was under pressure.

And a dark gray round jade brick in the center of the que is like a furnace cover buckled in the center of the hearth, suppressing the raging fire, preventing the fusion of two completely different worlds of calm and burning.

But at this moment, a person was squatting in the center of the hall, slamming the hard round jade gray brick with the hilt of his sword.

　Thank you for the unchanging reward of karma, cause and effect, and the monthly ticket for spring water in the distance. Happy weekend, good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)