The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 742
"This Styx, doesn't he even want his two killing swords?"

Li Qiye looked at the Styx Ancestor running away with his head in his arms and couldn't help but smile.

This guy came to him aggressively and troubled him for hundreds of years, but under the hands of the saint, he was so cowardly, it was really ridiculous.

However, these two Western saints repeatedly plotted against him, which was really annoying.

If something happens to Buddhism one day, he will never let Xi Lingshan go, and he will definitely step on it!
"He has a guilty conscience. Since Master has come forward, he certainly doesn't dare to stay. Otherwise, the price will not only be these two killing swords, but also people will be sealed."

Xuandu smiled and said: "As for the two swords of Yuantu Abi, they have been with him for countless years. Pindao can only rely on Tai Chi to suppress them for a while. Once let go, the swords will immediately return to the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld."

"How can you pay him back so easily?"

Li Qiye said with some dissatisfaction: "This guy tried his best to deal with me. Although he was slightly injured under the Chaos Bell, it was not serious. If the pair of killing swords are returned to their original owners, the price he paid is real." Too light."

"What my junior brother said is reasonable. Later, I will go to the Tusita Palace to report to the master. I will suppress this pair of killing swords for thousands of years as a punishment, so that the Taoist Styx knows that I am not from the Tusita Palace lineage. Easy to mess with.”

Master Xuandu said with a smile that although he had no solution, it did not mean that the Supreme Saint also had no solution.

What does the mere ancestor of Styx mean in front of the saint?
"Next, junior brother, what are your plans, but you still want to continue traveling in the world?" Xuandu asked.

"I can use my clone to travel to other worlds. The most urgent task right now is to completely refine this Chaos Bell."

Facing the Xuandu Archmage, Li Li had nothing to hide and said: "Among them is the Purple Sun True Fire left by the East Emperor Taiyi. It is unparalleled in dominance. With my way of doing things, I'm afraid it will still take some time." day."

That ray of true purple sun fire was clearly left behind when Taiyi was in its prime. If Mo Li wanted to refine it, he could only refine it bit by bit through hard work.

There was no need to worry originally, but now this treasure is known and cherished by the saints. If it is not refined for a day, Mo Li will feel uneasy.

"Is the Purple Sun really a fire? This is a difficult problem. Even the quasi-sages have to stay away from Taiyi's great magical power."

Xuan Du frowned slightly, obviously feeling a little troubled.

But then, his face relaxed, he glanced at the sky, bowed his head towards the sky, and then said to Mo Li: "Junior Brother Mo, just now Master and the old man sent a message to Pindao, saying that he wants you to go to Wuzhuang." Observe, there is a way to deal with the true fire of the Purple Sun."

"Wuzhuang Temple? Can Immortal Zhenyuan solve it?"

Mo Li's heart moved, but he was a little confused. Can Zhenyuan Immortal solve the Purple Sun True Fire?
It should be noted that when the ancient demon clan was raging in the heaven, Zhen Yuanzi also shrank the mountain gate and did not dare to compete with the opponent. Now is there a way to deal with the Ziji Sun True Fire?

But now it's too far away from those years, maybe Zhen Yuanzi has some understanding.

Thinking like this, Mo Li said: "Great Immortal Zhenyuan is kind to me. I relied on his help when I broke through to Daluo Jinxian. I successfully broke through now. Now I'm here to say thanks."

Xuandu nodded and said pointedly: "If something unexpected happens to you when you go to Wuzhuang Temple this time, don't worry. Master and Pindao will help you with everything."

"Yes, thank you, Senior Brother, for your reminder."

Xuan Du didn't speak, just took a deep look at Mo Li and left Zhu Xian's small world.

Looking at the void where the opponent disappeared, Mo Li raised his hand and waved lightly. As the mana surged, the space destruction and landslides caused by the battle were instantly repaired.

He said loudly: "Junior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Xiao, we will meet again later!"

After finishing speaking, he no longer lingered, and went straight to the five villages in the ancient world to watch.

"Junior Brother Mo..."

In the ancestral hall, Xiao Yicai and Lin Jingyu listened to this voice, with a trace of reluctance on their faces. They knew that after this farewell, they and Mo Li would basically have no chance of seeing each other again. .

Mo Li came to the lower realm this time for the Blood God Son. Now that the Blood God Son matter has been settled, and with the other party's magical power, the two of them really couldn't think of anything else in this world worthy of each other's nostalgia.

Perhaps, it will be the next time a catastrophe occurs in Qingyun Sect?
Thinking of the boundless magical powers displayed by Mo Li, Ancestor Minghe, and the Great Master Xuandu who appeared later, not only Xiao Yicai and Lin Jingyu, but also the entire Qingyun Sect monks were all in awe from the bottom of their hearts. Under this power, they are as small as ants, and even the world is on the verge of destruction.

Fortunately, there are still techniques passed down by Li Moli...

Thinking of the gift from Mo Li when they first met, Xiao Yicai and Lin Jingyu couldn't help but feel a little more confident. One day, they would become immortals and gods with immeasurable divine power.

"It's time to leave, Senior Brother Xiao!"

Lin Jingyu's eyes were full of perseverance. At this time, all he thought about was the path. However, it was obvious that this Zhuxian world was no longer able to give the monks at the Nascent Soul level a chance to make rapid progress. It was difficult to raise a dragon in shallow water. In the world of gods and demons, the real world of gods and demons, they can make rapid progress.

"Leave?"

Xiao Yicai glanced at Tongtian Peak in the distance, sighed lowly, and said: "Junior brother Lin, if you want to leave, you can leave first. I'd better wait a little longer until the disciples in the sect can be of great use before leaving. It’s not too late.”

After all, he still missed Qingyun Sect.

Although when Li Li returned, he preached for three days and all the disciples in the sect benefited a lot, Xiao Yicai still wanted to watch the disciples in the sect digest this opportunity so that more Nascent Soul cultivators would appear before he could leave with peace of mind.

This is his responsibility. When Daoxuan and other Qingyun seniors gave him the responsibility and asked him to take over Qingyun, he could not just walk away for his own path.

Lin Jingyu also understood this truth, and stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, he looked at the sky, his aura as sharp as a sword, and said in a firm voice: "I will stay in seclusion for three days. After three days, I will leave this world!"

……

Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang View.

Zhen Yuanzi was resting his mind with his eyes closed.

Na Miluo walked slowly into the hall, looked at Zhen Yuanzi who was sitting there, stepped forward and poured him a cup of hot tea, and then said: "Master, everything has been arranged."

Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes and asked, "Is everything going well?"

"It's going well, but the two junior brothers Qingfeng Mingyue are too young and are reluctant to leave their master. They keep wiping away tears and say that they are willing to live and die with the master and don't want to leave." Mi Luo replied.

"What about living and dying together? Poor Taoism has deep blessings, and it is not a bad idea to become a saint in the future. How can we die, but these two little kids are thinking wildly!" The ancestor of the Earth Immortal snorted coldly, picked up the tea cup and drank. After taking a sip, he said: "Quickly, send them all away, and you, go as far as you can. You are not allowed to come back until the master has given instructions. During these days, you will be able to take care of those who have not cultivated to a great level." Luo Jinxian’s junior brothers and sisters.”

But because of that black lotus, Zhen Yuanzi is now sandwiched between saints. He only feels dangerous and unpredictable, but he is also worried that his disciples will be implicated. Over the past hundred years, he has secretly found many small worlds as places of refuge. Let them all leave the wilderness.

After all the hard work, there are still disciples who behave like children and refuse to leave. It is really ridiculous.

The great calamity of heaven and earth has led to such a fierce fight. When that person returns, there may be another bloody storm. By then he will not be able to protect himself, so how can he take care of these disciples?

"Master, this disciple doesn't want to leave either. Now that everyone has left, you don't even have anyone to serve you. The junior brothers and sisters on your left and right are taken care of by your senior brother and second senior brother. You, old man, please let your disciple stay with you!" "Mi Luo said with some excitement.

Zhen Yuanzi asked him to arrange for the evacuation of all the brothers, and naturally the brothers had speculations in their minds.

It's not like this kind of hiding has never happened before. During the Lich Tribulation, they hid, and during the Conferred God Tribulation, Zhen Yuanzi directly sealed all Longevity Mountains with earthly books!

But this time, it was obvious that Zhen Yuanzi couldn't leave, so he arranged for them to hide.

The more this happens, the more Mi Luo doesn't want to leave.After so many years of teaching and kindness, how could he bear to let Zhen Yuanzi face disaster alone?
If his moral conduct was as low as it was during the great tribulations, he would naturally not be like this, but he is already a Daluo Jinxian, so why should he still hide behind?
"What do you know? Not even one or two of them will let Pindao worry!"

Zhen Yuanzi said angrily: "Guangguangguan, hurry up and get out of here. If you can be used, how can I let you all leave?"

"Do I have to expel you from the master's door to obey my orders?"

This catastrophe scared even his level of cultivation, let alone the mere Great Luo Jinxian?

I didn’t see that the Buddha’s journey to the west during the Great Tribulation to obtain the Buddhist scriptures had stopped. He died when he sought the Buddhist scriptures, and there was no movement at all for so many years. That was a Buddhist sect with saints!
However, these words could not be told to these disciples. Apart from persuading them to leave, Zhen Yuanzi only made them worry if he said too much.

"Take them away quickly. After today, if anyone is still staying in Wanshou Mountain, they will all be kicked out of the mountain gate!"

Hearing this, Mi Luo knew that Zhen Yuanzi had already made up his mind and that there was no use in talking any more. He could only sigh, looked deeply at Zhen Yuanzi, kowtowed eight times in a row, and said: "Master, you Please take care of yourself, I am waiting for your good news!"

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly and said nothing. He just slowly closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Mi Luo exited the hall, and within a short time, there were waves of waves passing through the void in Wuzhuang Temple, and then it became quiet. Except for some yellow scarf warriors, there was no one left.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi just opened his eyes, glanced at the direction in which the disciples were leaving, and sighed: "I am a teacher for your own good. You will know it soon."

Perhaps two days later, or perhaps three days later, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly heard a clear voice shouting in his ears: "Great Immortal, Mo Li is here to visit, please grant me permission to see him."

coming!

His heart was shocked, he suppressed all the strange thoughts and said: "It's Mr. Mo, please come down and have a cup of tea."

hum!
A burst of red-gold divine light flashed through the hall, and then a figure of a young man appeared. This man was dressed in black, with handsome features, a hot aura, and a heroic spirit between his brows. Who could he be if he wasn't Mo Li?
"Great Immortal, you are polite, Mo is disturbing me."

Mo Li asked for help from others, and he smiled and bowed as soon as he showed up, which was extremely polite.

Zhen Yuanzi also had a warm smile on his face, and he could not see the disappointment when he drove away the disciples just now. He said: "Young friend Mo, why should you be so polite? Please sit down quickly and serve tea."

Someone responded outside, and as soon as Mo Li sat down, a Taoist boy brought hot tea.

"Huh? The Great Immortal also used the Yellow Turban Warriors? Where are the two disciples Qingfeng Mingyue?"

Li Li asked curiously. He remembered that Qingfeng Mingyue was always there to serve him.

"There have been a lot of things going on in the ancient continent recently. Pindao asked these disciples to go to those small worlds to experience something, and then pick them back after this period."

Zhen Yuanzi took the lead and asked, "I wonder why little friend Mo is here this time?"

Mo Li did not delve into the departure of the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple. When he saw the other party asking about his purpose of coming, he immediately smiled and said: "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. In the past hundred years, I have traveled the long river of destiny, but I was lucky enough to get one." It is a treasure that is difficult to refine, but I came here specifically to seek help from the Immortal with the guidance of Master and Senior Brother Xuandu."

"What kind of treasure can't even be used by saints and fellow Taoists from Xuandu? How can a poor Taoist help?" Zhen Yuanzi asked curiously.

"Great Immortal, please look!"

Li Qiye raised his hand and waved, and a small bronze bell appeared in front of him, emitting bursts of cyan divine light. Although it was scarred, it was engraved with countless patterns, which were simple and mysterious, with hidden divine power.

"This is……!"

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked, his eyes widened, staring at the small bronze bell, and said in disbelief: "This is the Chaos Clock! You actually got the Chaos Clock?!"

"It's just a fluke. It's thanks to this bell. Otherwise, it would be difficult to deal with the old devil Ancestor Styx this time." Li Li said with emotion.

"Ancestor Styx? It seems that my fellow Taoist's practice for more than a hundred years must be extremely wonderful."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled, his eyes still unable to leave the Chaos Clock.

This heaven-opening treasure is the only magic weapon that is not in the hands of a saint. Originally, Laojun wanted him to use the treasures of heaven and earth to help Mo Li find this object, but now it seems that it is of no use at all.

The most powerful treasure of Donghuang Taiyi, which even the saints could not find, fell into his hands like this?
Is it chance, or is it already destined?

Zhen Yuanzi didn't know the answer, so he asked, "Young friend Mo, you must not be here just to show this treasure to me, right?"

"Great Immortal Wisdom, although this Chaos Bell has been conquered by me, there is still a true purple sun fire from the Demon King's heyday inside. Even if I am a three-legged golden crow, I can't control that flame. I wonder if the Great Immortal can help me?"

"The Purple Sun True Fire in the heyday of Taiyi? No wonder the saint asked the little friend to come to my Wuzhuang to watch."

After learning about the situation, Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and smiled and said: "It's a coincidence. The last time Taoist friends were watching the tribulation in Wuzhuang, Pindao made a bet with Maitreya and won a wisp of the origin of the Bodhi tree, which happened to be I can deal with the Purple Sun True Fire for my fellow Taoist!"

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