Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 247 Bringing the Goddess into Purple Mountain
"I am who I am, I only believe in this life, and all kinds of causes and effects will end together after I achieve great success!" Ye Fan quickly settled his mind, and was not dragged down by the illusory reincarnation.

At this time, Su Yu and Yang Yi also arrived at the source city of the Northern Territory.

King Qingjiao had already passed on the news of Zijin and Zilong, Su Yu's first stop was naturally Kongcheng.

Looking at the green copper-coated stone in his hand, Su Yu weighed the weight a little, it was much heavier and larger than the one left by Emperor Hengyu.

"It only cost 40 catties?"

The Peacock King standing under the steps nodded slightly. Seeing Su Yu's satisfied expression, he became more calm and waited for Su Yu's words.

Su Yu praised: "Good job, the 40 jin should go to the account of Chaos Palace!"

The Peacock King shook his head, thinking it was wrong, and said: "No, this is a decision made by the subordinates without authorization, how can we leave?"

"That's it!"

Su Yu didn't care at all about 40 jin of Yuan, Yuan and even Shenyuan are easy to get, but Extreme Dao Immortal Gold is very rare.

Selling fairy gold is like a diamond in a previous life, whoever sells it will regret it, let alone 40 catties, even if it is 100 million catties, you can't buy fairy gold, let alone fairy gold, even if it is Jiutian Shenyu Very rare, this is what the price is without the market.

The stronger the cultivator, the more he valued the Immortal Gold. This kind of Immortal Material is honored as the Immortal Gold of the Extreme Dao.

The three pieces of fairy gold he obtained, the phoenix blood red gold from the ancient mine in the early days, the feathered green gold from the mausoleum of the Qing Emperor, and the purple gold from the god mark this time, all were not obtained through his own blessings.

The fairy fate that really belongs to him is the dragon ball, and there is a terrifying existence in it. It is really hard to describe it. He has not dealt with the dragon ball for a while, and he is very afraid of "soul control".

A ray of chaotic air hangs down, shattering the copper coat, revealing the true appearance of the fairy gold, every inch is crystal clear, the purple light shimmers, as bright as a purple diamond, and there are stripes on it, as if carefully carved by the gods, This is the so-called god mark, also known as the tangible embodiment of Tao, which is the reason for its name.

Su Yu collected the purple gold of the god mark into the sea of ​​bitterness, and slowly smelted it with seven-color real flames, trying to integrate it into the fairy palace.

With the addition of this piece of fairy material, his fairy palace has collected seven kinds of fairy gold, the root of the mother energy of all things, and the mysterious yellow energy.

He straightened his eyes, and said to the Peacock King: "You have done a lot of credit for offering the god-marked purple gold. I will reward you for your merits. This time, I will give you an ancient scripture! I hope you will break through the third heaven of Xiantai as soon as possible."

After speaking, without waiting for the Peacock King to restrain his joy, Su Yu passed a scripture between his eyebrows.

In the sea of ​​consciousness of the Peacock King, tens of thousands of divine lines with mysterious auras emerged. These words belonged to the sea scroll of the "Immortal Emperor Sutra", and contained a mysterious and subtle divine power.

For the genus of the divine bird, the value of this volume of ancient scriptures is definitely far more than this piece of purple gold with divine scars, and the value of the two does not match.

But Su Yu was very optimistic about the Peacock King, and gave him a little favor.

After doing all this, the two drifted away.

The flashing radiant chain made the Peacock King palpitate, he didn't expect the old Taoist who served behind Su Yu to be so scary.

It turned out to be an ancient saint!
Afterwards, the two arrived in Yunze Prefecture, and Lingyang brought King Qingjiao, Liu Feng, Xu Tianxiong and others to welcome them.

There is also a beautiful young girl in the crowd, Jiang Tingting, who is now the saint of the Chaos Palace.

In order to avoid accidents, the name of the saint released by the Chaos Palace is Su Ting. She is also the only saint in the Holy Land of the Eastern Wasteland who has not broken through the secret realm of the Dao Palace.

Su Yu glanced at Xiao Tingting with a smile, and then waved to Yang Yi.

In the horrified eyes of Wu Dao, Liu Feng and others, the old Taoist behind Su Yu stretched out his thin hands, and a piece of land flew out of his sleeves, falling into the wilderness, with a radius of [-] li.

Yang Yi looked indifferently, flicked her big sleeves, released the small world of the void, and merged into the void. Then her hands continued to form magic seals, carefully engraving a complicated space magic circle, fixing the space, and making the small world stable.

In the eyes of Xianer Da Neng, this is simply a scene of mythology. Raising his hand is a piece of land, and even the small world is a plaything in the hands of this existence.

These once famous bandits suddenly thought of a possibility in their minds.

An ancient saint!
Su Yu reached out and grabbed Jiang Tingting, and put Jiang Tingting into his sleeve robe. He hadn't dealt with Xiao Tingting's affairs during this time. This time, he will completely fill in her vacancy and complete the body of Taiyin.

After finishing setting up the Void Small World, Yang Yi returned to Su Yu's side calmly, with neither sadness nor joy on her face, like an old man who was dying.

"This is the Qinglian collar of the Southern Territory."

After Su Yu told Lingyang some things, he followed Yang Yi and left.

The sage's methods were unpredictable, and within a dozen breaths, the two crossed to Purple Mountain.

Looking at the purple mountain full of ancient brands, Yang Yi recovered her face and asked with a complicated expression: "Is his descendant still there?"

Looking at the slightly sad female saint, Su Yu nodded and brought Yang Yi to the village.

Yang Yi personally took action, using holy power to open up a sea of ​​suffering for Zhang Wuye, who was unable to cultivate, and left an ancient medicine to help him prolong his life.

After that, Su Yu promised her that he would treat the descendants of the five generations of Yuan Tianshi well. Yang Yi couldn't deny it and walked towards Zishan.

The two arrived at the stone wall where the writing was left, this time neither Su Yu nor Yang Yi left any writing on it.
"Yaochi Saintess Yang Yi is looking for Zhang Lin, and stays before entering the Devil's Mountain."

On the purple stone tablet, the words written by Yang Yi ten thousand years ago are clearly engraved. Seeing things and thinking about others makes Yang Yi even more sad.

She remained silent and walked towards the depths of Purple Mountain.

The journey was very quiet, and nothing unusual happened. Su Yu glanced at Yang Yi, who was exuding the might of the imperial soldiers, and said softly, "Restrain your breath!"

"Purple Mountain is dangerous!"

Yang Yi did not take back the Qinglian Emperor Soldiers. This mountain left a deep impression on her. It contained the most terrifying existence. Without the protection of the Extreme Dao Emperor Soldiers, it was impossible to guarantee safety.

"Both you and I have the protection of the emperor's weapon, and I am the descendant of the beginningless emperor. The emperor's soldiers are here, and nothing will happen."

Su Yu circulated the "Book of Yuantian", revealing traces of Yuantian's divine power on his body, and countless Yuantian's divine network also appeared on the surrounding stone walls.

It is not difficult for him to attract the red-haired monster that Zhang Lin transformed into. The inheritance of Master Yuan Tianshi is the strongest poison!

Yang Yi restrained her breath and stood behind Su Yu, covering the place with a sea of ​​spiritual thoughts, aware of the changes in the depths of Zishan.

The two continued to move forward, without the deterrence of the emperor's soldiers. In addition to the ghost soldiers from the underworld lineage that appeared from time to time, the ghost corpse puppet in the depths of Zishan also appeared.

However, these existences couldn't even bear Su Yu's breath, they turned into powder under his Yuanshen sword, and dissipated in the world.

The two soon arrived at Wushishidian.

Looking at the huge Sutra of Beginningless, Yang Yi stayed for a while, then stepped forward and walked towards the depths of Purple Mountain.

Before passing the coffin of the ancient clan, Su Yu transformed into the origin of the phoenix, and led Yang Yi to walk quietly.

"I feel three strands of divine sense, do I need to kill them?"

Yang Yi transmitted the sound with his spiritual thoughts, and wanted to kill these ancient tribes, and give their corpses to Su Yu to practice "Swallowing Demon Art".

"They are my subordinates!"

Hearing Su Yu's words, Yang Yi was speechless. With some guesses in her mind, the two continued to move forward.

　The previous chaotic dynasty was changed to the Qinglian dynasty.

　　There is no extreme power in the Eastern Wilderness Central Territory.

　　Lingyang, Lingyue, plus Yang Yi who has become a saint, and Su Yu who is comparable to a saint when he activates the Heaven Swallowing Demon Pot.

　　There is also the Peacock King who is about to break into the third heaven of Xiantai, and nearly ten second immortals.

　　In addition to his family's great sage background being trapped in the Yuhua Temple, it should be no worse than the four great dynasties of Zhongzhou. Becoming the overlord of the Eastern Desolation Central Territory, known as the imperial dynasty, I don't think it is publicized.

　　After all, princesses and queens (empresses) have different tastes!

　　Additional: It is not difficult to open up a dynasty now, letting Lingyue hold the Qinglian Emperor Armament is enough to suppress the Central Territory, and it will not reveal too much.

　　Here is my interpretation.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)