I am the leader of Huangquan
Chapter 187 Undercurrents of the World
Chapter 187 Undercurrents of the World
On Huangquan Road, Po Meng looked Wu Lang up and down, and said, "There are still incense sticks."
"Are there any sequelae?" Wu Lang asked.
In this battle, the risk of manipulating that large formation by oneself is still very high.
After all, even if it is considered exhaustive, to kill the emperor, you have to pay something.
Granny Meng poured down a bowl of soup, turned her head and said, "Incense fire is poisonous. If the cultivation of the incense fire air luck system is too low, it will cause big problems if one's own level is too low to withstand the concentration of the common people's consciousness that is too high."
In the past, the person who proclaimed himself emperor was at least in the fusion period, so he could naturally bear it.
But in the Nascent Soul stage, one cannot bear the side effects of the torrent of incense, and the vast consciousness gathered by all beings will make people not themselves.
"There is a lot of residual poison in your body before your eyes!"
Meng Po said: "His soul has been washed too clean and sacred now, even your emotions and desires have been diluted, and turned into a pure and lofty indifferent and forgetful Tianzun."
Wu Lang frowned slightly.
I thought about it carefully.
From the moment he endured the big formation, to the exchange with the Eight Emperors, to the end of the enthronement ceremony, his emotions seem to have faded a lot.
However, Wu Lang didn't panic.
The journey of cultivating immortals has been bumpy. Who can still be called cultivating immortals if they don't show signs of going crazy a few times?
"You should be lucky, you have demon blood in your body."
Meng Po suddenly laughed, and said again: "If you didn't have the blood of the demon and the blood of the dark side in your body, you might have turned into a pure light and incense god now!"
"After all, the luck of the Buddhist clan of the mountain spirit and the mighty righteousness of the human emperor, your two systems are too clean, and you have to have another bloodline to restrain you."
"Yin and yang must coexist, a single yin cannot grow, and a single yang cannot grow."
Too bright is never a good thing.
That is, those extreme Buddhist tantras like to turn people into "gods", not human beings without emotion.
"Next, you don't have to worry."
Granny Meng waved her hand and said with a smile: "Go to the eighteenth floor of hell. Although it has been turned into ruins, it is also full of countless dark and mixed thoughts, and there are also a lot of evil thoughts and soul mud. Go and encourage the blood of demons, and you will be able to recover." normal now."
Meng Po has many ways to solve it.
But he chose the most fundamental one and let him solve it by himself.
"Yes, thank you Granny Meng."
Wu Lang's words were full of sincerity.
Having elders in the family is like having an encyclopedia, which can help you get back from going astray at any time.
This is to help yourself complete the foundation.
If it is in other sects, it will definitely not be so easy to solve
This is timely help!
Wu Lang felt a little rejoiced.
The background and advantages of the first Demon Sect are his biggest backing. As the younger generation of Demon Sect, they hope that no matter what it is, they will help them solve it.
After saying goodbye to Po Meng, I went to the [-]th hell.
This is the first time for Wu Lang to come to the 18th floor of hell, and he has never seen it in the "Huangquan Ghost Escort" forum. After all, this is the [-]th forbidden area where photography is prohibited, not to mention that only a few high-level players of the Huangquan sect are eligible to come. The interrogation here is at least a prisoner in the fit period.
When he came to this land, he was also very curious, "This is the legendary kidney-cutting operating table."
Crash.
There are countless dark and blood-stained instruments of torture around.
Hooks, thin knives, iron needles, skinning tools.
Every time he walked one floor, Wu Lang gained a new insight, which was much more terrifying than the ten torture tortures in the Qing Dynasty.
It's hard to imagine how cruel it was here at its peak.
How spectacular it is for those big brothers to be tortured here.
Even part of the soul mud is produced here, but these soul mud are all attributes of fear, hatred, and horror.
Soon, he crossed one's knees to retreat here to improve the bloodline of the demon:
"I have to hurry up and shorten the time to within a month."
He let out a long sigh.
"Outside of Jingzhou, the current of time is a huge opportunity. After I killed the emperor, the world celebration left behind will be amnesty to the world! I also benefit from it. It can greatly shorten my practice time. I have to go out to catch up with the time."
More than 30 lives in the fusion period, in exchange for the opportunity in Jingzhou, I brought my apprentice back with my own body, just to practice in the "Time Cave".
Too bad if you can't go.
Crash.
He closed his eyes and meditated, and entered into retreat.
And his apprentice, Yun Rong, has already started to retreat in the best geographical cave that he has laid in advance, enjoying the advantages of this time cave.
In order to invest, Wu Lang also gave her a luck seat, allowing her to rapidly improve her realm.
"Master, why haven't you come back yet?" Yun Rong was a little confused, such a good practice time was wasted.
the other side.
With the return of the Eight Emperors, the miraculous feat of beheading the emperor was linked together, and soon spread throughout the entire land of Kyushu.
This low-level small sect has no right to know, but all first-rate and second-rate holy places with some background and influence, and all sects with a great emperor who overcame tribulation are already aware of it.
It can be said that on this day, the entire land of Kyushu boiled.
Countless monks and forces were shocked.
Kill the emperor with this hand? ?
This is such a barren and backward Jingzhou, with no emperor at all, it is possible to achieve this step, laying out five layers of killing bureaus in succession, and each layer is shocking.
How terrible is this man?
Just can't imagine.
Some think tanks couldn't sit still.
They are "great Confucians" and "sages" raised by various sects. Although they cannot cultivate, they are just mortals, but their fate makes them destined to be powerful in wisdom. They are used by immortals to deal with some complicated essentials, which can be said to be coolies.
Now, start to analyze the plans together, disassemble them one by one, and even keep sighing.
"Simply extraordinary!"
"As expected of a sage of our mortal Confucian scholars, he is able to practice, and his wisdom is naturally higher than ours."
"This case, Wudi's plan to kill the emperor, must be recorded in the book, and be learned by our other counselors as a classic textbook."
"If we can cultivate, maybe our Confucian destiny can also be raised to this level? If we don't go out, we can count the world!"
Some counselors even began to look forward to it.
They are also mortals, so they naturally long for the prosperity of Jingzhou. Who doesn't want to live forever?
That mortal Confucian scholar who has read poetry and books, doesn't have a passion for it?
This living saint.
The whole world has already gathered to respond, and many people are eager to seek refuge and follow in his footsteps.
But these intentions are just mortals.
Different camps have different ideas.
At this time, the traditional monks in the eight continents of the world were undercurrents, but they didn't pay much attention to these, after all, they could cultivate.
What they care more about is the various follow-up effects.
In Dao Yanzong, a woman with disheveled hair slowly opened her mouth, watching the sky at night: "The purple air moves eastward, the auspicious clouds gather, the human luck is shining brightly, and the luck of the 49 races in the world is connected. This is an auspicious omen for the great world."
"This celestial phenomenon is hitting the shore with big waves, and a new world is about to emerge!"
(End of this chapter)
On Huangquan Road, Po Meng looked Wu Lang up and down, and said, "There are still incense sticks."
"Are there any sequelae?" Wu Lang asked.
In this battle, the risk of manipulating that large formation by oneself is still very high.
After all, even if it is considered exhaustive, to kill the emperor, you have to pay something.
Granny Meng poured down a bowl of soup, turned her head and said, "Incense fire is poisonous. If the cultivation of the incense fire air luck system is too low, it will cause big problems if one's own level is too low to withstand the concentration of the common people's consciousness that is too high."
In the past, the person who proclaimed himself emperor was at least in the fusion period, so he could naturally bear it.
But in the Nascent Soul stage, one cannot bear the side effects of the torrent of incense, and the vast consciousness gathered by all beings will make people not themselves.
"There is a lot of residual poison in your body before your eyes!"
Meng Po said: "His soul has been washed too clean and sacred now, even your emotions and desires have been diluted, and turned into a pure and lofty indifferent and forgetful Tianzun."
Wu Lang frowned slightly.
I thought about it carefully.
From the moment he endured the big formation, to the exchange with the Eight Emperors, to the end of the enthronement ceremony, his emotions seem to have faded a lot.
However, Wu Lang didn't panic.
The journey of cultivating immortals has been bumpy. Who can still be called cultivating immortals if they don't show signs of going crazy a few times?
"You should be lucky, you have demon blood in your body."
Meng Po suddenly laughed, and said again: "If you didn't have the blood of the demon and the blood of the dark side in your body, you might have turned into a pure light and incense god now!"
"After all, the luck of the Buddhist clan of the mountain spirit and the mighty righteousness of the human emperor, your two systems are too clean, and you have to have another bloodline to restrain you."
"Yin and yang must coexist, a single yin cannot grow, and a single yang cannot grow."
Too bright is never a good thing.
That is, those extreme Buddhist tantras like to turn people into "gods", not human beings without emotion.
"Next, you don't have to worry."
Granny Meng waved her hand and said with a smile: "Go to the eighteenth floor of hell. Although it has been turned into ruins, it is also full of countless dark and mixed thoughts, and there are also a lot of evil thoughts and soul mud. Go and encourage the blood of demons, and you will be able to recover." normal now."
Meng Po has many ways to solve it.
But he chose the most fundamental one and let him solve it by himself.
"Yes, thank you Granny Meng."
Wu Lang's words were full of sincerity.
Having elders in the family is like having an encyclopedia, which can help you get back from going astray at any time.
This is to help yourself complete the foundation.
If it is in other sects, it will definitely not be so easy to solve
This is timely help!
Wu Lang felt a little rejoiced.
The background and advantages of the first Demon Sect are his biggest backing. As the younger generation of Demon Sect, they hope that no matter what it is, they will help them solve it.
After saying goodbye to Po Meng, I went to the [-]th hell.
This is the first time for Wu Lang to come to the 18th floor of hell, and he has never seen it in the "Huangquan Ghost Escort" forum. After all, this is the [-]th forbidden area where photography is prohibited, not to mention that only a few high-level players of the Huangquan sect are eligible to come. The interrogation here is at least a prisoner in the fit period.
When he came to this land, he was also very curious, "This is the legendary kidney-cutting operating table."
Crash.
There are countless dark and blood-stained instruments of torture around.
Hooks, thin knives, iron needles, skinning tools.
Every time he walked one floor, Wu Lang gained a new insight, which was much more terrifying than the ten torture tortures in the Qing Dynasty.
It's hard to imagine how cruel it was here at its peak.
How spectacular it is for those big brothers to be tortured here.
Even part of the soul mud is produced here, but these soul mud are all attributes of fear, hatred, and horror.
Soon, he crossed one's knees to retreat here to improve the bloodline of the demon:
"I have to hurry up and shorten the time to within a month."
He let out a long sigh.
"Outside of Jingzhou, the current of time is a huge opportunity. After I killed the emperor, the world celebration left behind will be amnesty to the world! I also benefit from it. It can greatly shorten my practice time. I have to go out to catch up with the time."
More than 30 lives in the fusion period, in exchange for the opportunity in Jingzhou, I brought my apprentice back with my own body, just to practice in the "Time Cave".
Too bad if you can't go.
Crash.
He closed his eyes and meditated, and entered into retreat.
And his apprentice, Yun Rong, has already started to retreat in the best geographical cave that he has laid in advance, enjoying the advantages of this time cave.
In order to invest, Wu Lang also gave her a luck seat, allowing her to rapidly improve her realm.
"Master, why haven't you come back yet?" Yun Rong was a little confused, such a good practice time was wasted.
the other side.
With the return of the Eight Emperors, the miraculous feat of beheading the emperor was linked together, and soon spread throughout the entire land of Kyushu.
This low-level small sect has no right to know, but all first-rate and second-rate holy places with some background and influence, and all sects with a great emperor who overcame tribulation are already aware of it.
It can be said that on this day, the entire land of Kyushu boiled.
Countless monks and forces were shocked.
Kill the emperor with this hand? ?
This is such a barren and backward Jingzhou, with no emperor at all, it is possible to achieve this step, laying out five layers of killing bureaus in succession, and each layer is shocking.
How terrible is this man?
Just can't imagine.
Some think tanks couldn't sit still.
They are "great Confucians" and "sages" raised by various sects. Although they cannot cultivate, they are just mortals, but their fate makes them destined to be powerful in wisdom. They are used by immortals to deal with some complicated essentials, which can be said to be coolies.
Now, start to analyze the plans together, disassemble them one by one, and even keep sighing.
"Simply extraordinary!"
"As expected of a sage of our mortal Confucian scholars, he is able to practice, and his wisdom is naturally higher than ours."
"This case, Wudi's plan to kill the emperor, must be recorded in the book, and be learned by our other counselors as a classic textbook."
"If we can cultivate, maybe our Confucian destiny can also be raised to this level? If we don't go out, we can count the world!"
Some counselors even began to look forward to it.
They are also mortals, so they naturally long for the prosperity of Jingzhou. Who doesn't want to live forever?
That mortal Confucian scholar who has read poetry and books, doesn't have a passion for it?
This living saint.
The whole world has already gathered to respond, and many people are eager to seek refuge and follow in his footsteps.
But these intentions are just mortals.
Different camps have different ideas.
At this time, the traditional monks in the eight continents of the world were undercurrents, but they didn't pay much attention to these, after all, they could cultivate.
What they care more about is the various follow-up effects.
In Dao Yanzong, a woman with disheveled hair slowly opened her mouth, watching the sky at night: "The purple air moves eastward, the auspicious clouds gather, the human luck is shining brightly, and the luck of the 49 races in the world is connected. This is an auspicious omen for the great world."
"This celestial phenomenon is hitting the shore with big waves, and a new world is about to emerge!"
(End of this chapter)
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