True Monarch Crossing Tribulation forced me to soar

Chapter 150: Make Your Wish!

With the fairy bones taken away and no mana, the Heavenly Emperor has been unable to understand how Wuyan left Liuxian Island.

He was very satisfied with being lingering with Luo Li every day, but he couldn't let it go, so he sent someone to secretly search for Wuyan's whereabouts.

On the other hand, in a certain sense, he has already broken his face with Zhenjun Dujie. No one knows that he is not only the emperor of the fairy world, but also wants to become the god of the six realms.

After a long time of lust, he sat high in the Lingxiao Palace. After he was satisfied, his indifference appeared on the face that had been pretending for many years, showing a trace of weariness.

It's time to increase the strength of all walks of life.

After Luo Li became a fairy, he no longer had any weaknesses, and he would never let others control the fate of his lover. Everything should be in his own hands.

Du Jie Zhenjun has been a god for tens of thousands of years, and it is time to change someone.

He calmly sent out the message, turned around and studied the remaining immortal bones.

A long time ago, he knew that his senior brother was different from himself. He seemed to have miscellaneous spiritual roots, and he could use the spiritual power of the five elements. Strength is different.

For others, what kind of spiritual power is absorbed by the body and released, it is the spiritual power of that attribute, but Linzhen is different. He discovered very early on that what is stored in the body of the brother is not any of the five elements. .

It was a kind of chaotic and fuzzy, strange spiritual power that existed completely in an energy state without attributes.

It's a pity that Linzhen's ascension was too fast, and he didn't study it thoroughly at that time.

After the fall of Emperor Linzhen, he collected and researched everywhere, and gradually understood that his brother was not a miscellaneous spirit root, but should be called a Yuanling root.

For all immortals, due to the mana required to maintain the fairy body itself, it is impossible to use all the mana to fight.

But Yuan Xiangu is different. His immortal body is like a divine creation, and does not need mana to maintain it. Therefore, all the mana possessed by the body can be used to run. An important reason for the inseparable play.

Another important feature of the immortal bone is that it comprehends the laws of heaven and earth, can cast mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and can be transformed into the vitality of heaven and earth. No matter whether it is a fairy or a monster, getting this pair of immortal bones into the body is like innate, and it does not need to go through a catastrophe. Ability.

It's just that this immortal bone is extremely powerful and difficult to extract, and in the process of extraction, it will absorb other people's mana instead, so the risk is extremely high. In addition, there are very few cases of itself, and there are very few successful cases.

And the reason why he kept Shi Mingyang was to let him bear the risk of extracting the immortal bones for himself without knowing it.

After consulting many classics, he gradually realized a truth.

This immortal bone is a puppet specially created by Tiandao, and it undertakes the task of saving the world from catastrophe.

But he didn't think so. He found that such a perfect fairy bone should be used to lead the six realms and completely obliterate the superfluous Tribulation Transcending True Monarch.

Who can ascend, as the emperor of heaven, doesn't he understand better than the true monarch who doesn't care about anything?
Why among the six realms, no matter who breaks through the realm, let him decide success or failure.

This is unreasonable, he is the wisest monarch of the six realms, and with this fairy bone, he wants to become the common god of this world.

Luo Li's mortal body only needs a piece of Wuyan's finger bone, as for the other fairy bones, he will gradually be fused and absorbed by him.

In these six realms, the True Monarch has been suffering for a long time, and it is time to make a change.

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Wuyan walked aimlessly in the wilderness. She was used to flying, but it had been a long time since she left a string of footprints on the ground.

The road was very muddy and difficult to walk, and the hem of her skirt was stained with mud and turned an earthy color.

The sweat all over her body was sticky to her body, making her uncomfortable. She cast a cleansing spell to get rid of the dirt.

After a while, looking at the unresponsive body, she suddenly smiled, looked up at the setting sun that was about to set, and felt the temperature was losing rapidly, she couldn't help but hugged herself tightly.

I can't remember how long I haven't felt the cold.

Now she has lost her fairy bone and cannot use her spiritual power. Her body is no different from ordinary people, that is, she knows a little more boxing and kicking skills than ordinary people and can live a little longer.

The inflated orange-yellow sun fell down like a salted duck egg.

At the southern end of this continent, Wuyan felt for the first time that it was cold, so cold. She hugged herself tightly, but she couldn't stop the cold wind from plundering her body's temperature. The hairs all over her body stood up, trying to condemn the cold The behavior of the wind, but it was useless, she clenched her teeth and trembled uncontrollably.

After practicing for many years, she has long forgotten the suffering of ordinary people.

Although it is cold, it will not die. Although it will not die, it is cold.

In the dark night, she groped forward with one deep foot and one light foot. She persisted until midnight, her stomach convulsed, and it took her a long time to realize that the unbearable feeling was called hunger.

But there are no real things in the wilderness, and she doesn't know how to cook.

Because of hunger, she lost strength and accidentally fell into the mud. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore, and beat the soft soil like crazy, fell into the mud and cried.

She was uncomfortable, not knowing what she had cultivated in the past few hundred years.

What is the love she seeks, and what is the way she seeks?
500 years ago, she was a little girl with nothing.

500 years later, she is an old girl with nothing.

Going around by myself, I used to think that as long as I persisted enough, I could get everything I wanted. I used to think that in this world, light and warmth will last forever, fairness and justice, sunshine and air are all things that should be born with.

But now, she finally understands that everything in this world has a price.

She couldn't accept such an arrogant and unreasonable True Monarch Du Jie, and she couldn't get fairness and justice in front of the Heavenly Emperor.

On this day, love and justice betrayed her together.

She crawled on the soil and cried bitterly, like a homeless child who couldn't find a place to return to, wishing she could bury herself in the soil.

She didn't expect that she, who knew nothing before, was so fragile. The pride and strength she thought were based on ability. She lost everything, and now she is more fragile than any ordinary person.

Originally, he thought that after escaping from Liuxian Island, he would immediately go to the Demon Realm to find Wuyou's whereabouts.

But now, she has been walking for a whole day and night without ever leaving this nameless wilderness.

Despair is best known to the weak, and becomes numb to it.

She kept thinking of Wuyou, Zhenshuzi, and Luoli in her heart.

She has not tasted much suffering in the world, and all she has tasted is the suffering of loneliness.

Thinking about it, Master has supported the Excalibur Sect for decades alone, faced Xuantianzong's covetousness, calmly dealt with it, and repaired the barrier dozens of times.

Think about Wuyou, who took over the Excalibur Sect at the age of 13, and saved the villagers of Kuaiji Mountain at the fifth level of Yuqi. The disciples of the Excalibur Sect are at the moment of life and death.

Think about Luo Li again, a mortal body, comparable to a god, she is clearly just a mortal, facing wind, frost, rain and snow, she has no fear, even though her face has been damaged by the years, her strong heart radiates from those wise eyes Gives a gentle light.

Wuyan stepped forward step by step, unremittingly.

She knew that even if her heart was broken, even if all her dreams and beliefs collapsed, she could still walk out of this muddy darkness.

As long as people live, they can always find the meaning of living.

She imitated Zhen Shuzi's hearty laugh, Wuyou's arrogant smirk, and Luo Li's transparent smile.

Go on, live on, keep on walking.

She walked hard in the dark wilderness, and the courage she finally gathered was blown away when a gust of cold wind hit.

If the weak can't get justice, and can't get the respect of her lover, she is very disappointed in this world.

The collapse of her heart finally made her feel the exhaustion of her soul.

She fell down in the direction of the wind, closed her sweet eyes, and fell asleep.

Countless pink petals were flying, she saw Zhenjun Dujie with his back to her, and said:
"So, what exactly do you want?"

What do you want, what do you want, what do you want after all these years?
The scene changed quickly, an old Taoist grabbed her palm and cut it open with a shiny dagger, bright red blood gushed out immediately.

A porcelain bowl was placed under her hand, and the old Taoist hung her hand tightly above it, allowing the blood to drip into the bowl below.

"Master?"

At that time, she was only seven or eight years old, and her voice was extremely immature. When she was at home, she was still a coquettish child. Suddenly, she was taken away by the master. She didn't expect that he wanted to drink her blood.

"It hurts, Master, it hurts~"

Seeing the dagger, she struggled to escape, but her arm was caught, no matter how much she struggled, the palm of her hand was still cut open.

But she, on the contrary, was marked with a silence technique because she yelled too loudly.

Probably, since then, she has stopped talking.

There are really few things that need to be communicated with language between people.

At least she didn't feel the need to communicate.

Just like the old Taoist wanted to drink her blood, and didn't care what she had to say.

Later, she also felt that there was no need to say it or not, anyway, there was no need to say it, and she still couldn't escape the knife that deserved it.

She was very confused at that time, the old Taoist praised her talent earlier, but he was not relentless when he cut off her palm.

Even if she didn't understand at the time, she was very resistant to this kind of hurt with praise.

She always felt that if she loved someone, she wouldn't hurt him.

She endured this kind of life for five years, until Zhenjun Dujie appeared in shock, struck the old Taoist priest to death with a few lightning bolts, and finally regained her freedom.

At that time, she felt from her heart that the gods of this world love mortals, even though she is very weak, there is still fairness and justice in the world.

Bullying her and hurting her is wrong and should be punished.

She agrees with such a world and is willing to work hard for such a world.

But now, this ideal world has collapsed.

In her world, the light disappeared.

The long-lost nightmare woke her up. When she opened her eyes, the world was as dark as in the dream.

She smiled, got up, and continued walking in the wilderness.

Regardless of whether persistence is meaningful or not, she is used to persistence itself.

Maybe this world doesn't need meaning at all!

After walking for three days and three nights, she finally walked out of the wilderness. Seeing the smoke from the kitchen in the distance, she was overjoyed, and finally arrived at a place with residents.

She ran over quickly, and the tragic scene in front of her was beyond her imagination.

Countless corpses were piled up on the ground, their scalps were all cut off, and the heads of a few people in armor were chopped off and taken away, and what rose up was not smoke, but flames of war.

This should be a camp. All the tents were set on fire, and all the soldiers were already lying in a pool of blood. It looked like a night attack without warning.

Wuyan should feel panic and sadness, but in fact, her only feeling is hunger.

She found half a steamed bun in the rummaged-up package and found a protruding stone. She pulled the dead sentinel away and sat on it by herself.

The steamed buns were very hard, she chewed slowly and swallowed a mouthful with difficulty, she finally felt that her body gained a little bit of energy.

At this time, a corpse near her suddenly moved, which made her throw the steamed bun out of her hand in fright.

"Please, save my brother."

It turned out to be a soldier who was not completely dead. He used his body to protect another little boy underneath.

Wuyan felt a powerful force of thought, which instantly flowed through his body and turned into a little mana.

She has always known that the heavens collect mortal incense, transform it into mana, and distribute it to other gods, but she has never known that she can also directly transform mortal thought power into mana.

It's just that she doesn't have a fairy bone, so this magic power won't last long in her body.

The mana was restored, and her mind was also restored. She felt that her whole body was much better, and the pain was no longer as painful as before. After all, the strong can choose not to suffer.

When her divine power returned, she immediately returned to the state when she ascended, and she wiped all the filth from her body. She walked slowly to the side of the man, opened his bloody corpse, and dragged another bloody little boy out from underneath.

What a cruel battlefield, the boy looked like a child, and was very thin, so he hid in the man's arms and was not found.

In a cruel battlefield, there are usually no women. Seeing the faceless, frightened boy, he immediately relaxed and cried.

"Sister, help me, they are all dead, my brother is also dead, I'm so scared."

"Where is your home, I'll take you back." Wuyan asked.

The boy shook his head, sobbed and said:

"I have no family anymore. All my family members were killed by the rebels. I joined the army with my brother just for revenge."

Wuyan was speechless for a moment, what kind of war destroyed a family in an instant.

There are too many human disasters.

"Then where do you want to go?"

"My brother said that King Qi An is the real emperor, and I'm going to his army to avenge my whole family."

King Qi An?
Wuyan was stunned for a moment, the name was really familiar.

She thought about it carefully, and found that Zhou Yu seemed to be called King Qi An from the very beginning.

The world is changing so fast?
Isn't Zhou Yu doing alchemy in the microcosm, why suddenly, there is an army again?
But since she had received other people's thought power, she regained a short mana, and she decided to take this fragile little boy to King Qi An's army.

(End of this chapter)