Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1293 Eighth Grade True Essence
When their attention was all on Lu Feng, Saint Master Qingxu's body moved indiscernibly.

Suddenly, a burst of spiritual light shot out like a shooting star.

The fingers of the holy body that hadn't moved for hundreds of years suddenly flicked a few times, and even the old eyes had a sign of opening again.

Lu Qingxue said in amazement: "Saint Master Qingxu, he actually moved!"

This is absolutely unbelievable. It is not the first time she has come to the imperial city in the past thousand years, and she has looked at Saint Master Qingxu more than once.

Even at the last moment of Saint Master Qingxu's life, she came to see him off and watched his soul flame go out with her own eyes.

"Could it be that Saint Master Qingxu is not dead?" Lu Qingxue asked uncertainly.

The power of the dark world circled around outside the formation a few times. Lu Jiuyou, who is extremely sensitive to the breath of life, shook his head and said: "No, Qingxu has indeed passed away, and there is no life, not even a trace of soul fluctuations."

Lu Jiuyou was very sure of his judgment.

The hidden hall technique is inherently dark, detecting the breath of life and making people frightened.

Just when they were surprised by the change of Saint Master Qingxu, sorrows from the depths of their souls surged out.

Back then, in order to pass on his inheritance, Saint Master Qingxu treated him as his own.

And with the spread of those soul breaths, invisible ripples appeared in the turmoil of the eighth-rank formation, and a trace of inexplicable changes appeared quietly.

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I don't know how long it has passed, when waves of energy surged in, there was a sound like broken glass.

Faintly, with the cultivation base of Lu Jiuyou and others, he felt some unusual fluctuations.

The soul aura originating from Lu Feng became more and more intense, and these auras deeply buried his imprint.

In an instant.

Saint Master Qingxu put his hands together suddenly, and there was an ear-piercing rumbling sound.

"Master!"

The sudden change made Lu Feng look up abruptly, the closed palms seemed to have made a seal formula, and wisps of light like gossamer scattered out.

A pair of eyes opened instantly, the eyeballs were like bright stars, and two brilliant holy lights swept across the void and landed on Lu Feng.

"Xiaofeng!" Lu Qingxue shouted anxiously.

The power of the ancient sage surged in Lu Jiuyou's eyes, and he pondered: "Don't worry, Xiaofeng is a disciple of Saint Master Qingxu, the two rays of holy light seem to be detecting some kind of change, so they won't hurt him, maybe There will be some kind of opportunity left"

At this time, Lu Feng only felt that the two beams of light pierced into his mind for an instant, searching for the source of the soul with a method worthy of heaven and earth.

Lu Feng didn't struggle either, he clearly knew that this was a method left behind by Saint Master Qingxu.

In the past half a minute or so, the power of the holy light gradually dissipated, and even the killing intent accumulated in the eighth-rank formation was rapidly diminishing.

The light of that holy body became more and more dazzling, and a white figure slowly floated in the void with a kind smile.

He seemed to be looking at Lu Feng, but he stroked the beard transformed by the light, and then a mysterious and extraordinary power condensed and turned into a thin sheet of crystal and jade light.

The light paths of the inscription patterns on the top are flickering, and it seems that countless mountains, rivers and lands that are fake and real have evolved.

"Saint Master Qingxu is indeed a strong man who is expected to reach the rank of eighth-rank Great Saint Master. After so many years in Shengyun, he can still leave this kind of thing."

Lu Jiuyou stared deeply at the jade page. From all kinds of mysterious evolutions, he was surprised to find that his half-step ancient sage realm had loosened again, and the power of the world in his body showed signs of being perfected.

However, Shangguan Biluo and Lu Qingxue did not step into the holy realm powerhouse of the ancient sages.

At the same time, I also felt some changes in the power of the world.

"The true meaning of the Eighth Grade Great Sage Master!"

Lu Feng's body shook violently.

The jade-colored plate in front of you is the eighth-grade truth that Master Qingxu has comprehended, and it is also the eighth-grade truth that Kong Xuanzi thinks about day and night, even if he does not hesitate to use despicable means.

There are countless strong people with one inscription pattern in ancient times, but only a few can comprehend the true meaning of the eighth grade.

It contains thousands of changes, and there are all kinds of principles of the rules of heaven and earth. Not only for the strong inscription patterns, but also for the half-step ancient saints and some ancient saints.

Because, the true essence of the eighth rank is that it can actually make a martial artist stronger.

The light and shadow waved his hand, and the plate suddenly shot into Lu Feng's mind, which was located in the middle of the Five Palaces Holy Mansion.

As soon as you enter, there is a change in the evolution of the world into countless knowledge filling the landing peak.

It really contains the unreserved insights of a holy teacher who has comprehended the true meaning of the eighth grade in his life, without even the slightest concealment.

Not to mention comprehending all of them, with the existence of the eighth-grade truth, Lu Feng's road to the inscription pattern will be smooth and smooth. If he can comprehend half of it, his holy way of good fortune will also tend to be perfect, and he will easily reach Upper Holy Land.

"Master, you have a heart"

The mist in Lu Feng's eyes filled with disappointment. Although he was an extremely bloody demon king in front of the emperor, but facing Master Qingxu, he was still like the boy a thousand years ago.

No matter how a person's physical appearance changes, the original breath deep in the soul can never be changed.

Only the original breath of his soul can resonate with Master Qingxu, otherwise no matter who comes, he can only destroy this place, but cannot get it.

Now that he has obtained the eighth-rank true meaning, this eighth-rank formation is no longer dangerous for him, and he can control it with a single thought.

He didn't know why the master used his own soul breath as the key, but he would never forget this final gift.

However, facing this opportunity that even the Old Sage would be tempted by, he couldn't be any joy.

Even just a trace.

Lu Jiuyou's eyes flashed. What kind of person he is, he naturally knew that Lu Feng had already controlled the formation, so he asked, "Xiaofeng, what are you going to do with the holy body of Saint Master Qingxu?"

Lu Feng looked gloomy, pondered for a while, and said: "Master's holy body has been truly combined with the eighth-rank formation, and has become the most important formation eye. If it moves, not only the formation will be annihilated, but even the formation will be destroyed." Holy bodies will be destroyed by violent forces"

He didn't say a word.

Only when you have fully comprehended the eighth-rank truth, you can rebuild the formation and move the holy body into the mausoleum.

Lu Jiuyou also sighed and nodded. He had a very good relationship with Master Qingxu back then. He never expected that he would make such a great contribution to the dynasty and leave such a great gift until his death.

"Uncle, aunt, let's go. There are still important matters that have not been discussed. The Xu family is so shameless that they cannot be easily let go."

Standing quietly in front of the holy body of Saint Master Qingxu for a long time, Lu Feng suddenly sneered, his eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light.

(End of this chapter)