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Chapter 485 Divination Patriarch, Two Worlds for a Century

Three months later, Nether God Realm, Hezhou Continent.

In the southwest of Hezhou, there is a land of poor mountains and steep mountains. There are few people here, and the aura is extremely thin.

On this day, a silver-and-white dish boat sailed across the mountains at high speed, and finally stopped at the sky above a thousand-zhang mountain peak with red rocks.
In mid-air, the disc boat quietly opened a portal, and then a group of black-clothed monks flew out one after another, landed on the top of the mountain, and scattered in all directions.

Later, Zhao Sheng, who was wearing a green robe, stepped out of the disc boat and descended out of the light.

The tall and strong young man Zhao Gujiu, the handsome old man Zhao Zhenhai, and the resolute-faced Zhao Wannong also flew to the top of the mountain.

The three of them each found a place to meditate cross-legged, quietly waiting for the funeral.

Zhao Sheng looked up at the sky, and then there was a faint divine light between his brows, a ray of spiritual thoughts quietly poured into the sound transmission Guili on his right hand, and then a message was quietly sent out.

After finishing this, he transmitted his spiritual thoughts to everyone and told them to sit down and rest. Zhao Sheng also found a smooth big stone to sit on, then closed his eyes and meditated, secretly recounting the experience of the past three months.

Three months ago, the Battle of Stargate was short but extremely tragic.

Taking advantage of the extremely chaotic battlefield environment, a large number of immortal cultivators with "special missions", including Zhao Sheng, fled the battlefield by various methods such as feigning death, invisibility, escapism, and supernatural powers, and then went their separate ways to join the supporters.

Zhao Sheng took Zhao Zhenhai and the three to meet the Dragon Lord Zhao Youxuan in the "old place".

After that, several people flew for three consecutive days and returned to Longzhou base camp smoothly.

After settling down, Zhao Sheng informed Zhao Youxuan of the mission of "Blood plague pollutes all living beings and severely damages the foundation of the blood god". Aedes mosquitoes and other Gu insects were entrusted to him.

It took the two of them a day and a night just to discuss the steps of the task and many details.

When he learned that not only the Nantian Zhao family, but also all the top sects in the Tianzhu world were involved, Zhao Youxuan was dumbfounded on the spot. After being extremely excited, he also deeply admired the old sixteen The ability to make things earth-shattering.

So after leaving the customs, Zhao Youxuan immediately issued the Dragon Lord Summoning Order, recalling most of the members of Dragon Yin to the base camp.

Next, Zhao Sheng had to spend two months on special training for the spies of the Dragon Yin organization, teaching them to be qualified "plague messengers".

Two months later, a group of "plague envoys" rushed to the world of cultivating immortals in Longzhou and Cangzhou with their beautiful "blessings".

At the same time, dark tides are also raging across the continents of Youshen Realm. The secret spy organizations of Ancient Buddhism, Water Mu Palace, and the Seven Sects of Central Continent, like the Dragon Singing Organization, dispatched well-trained "plague envoys" one after another, and began to plant nests everywhere. , and spread Gu worms to spread the "Gospel" to all living beings.

Therefore, without the knowledge of the vast majority of people in the Nether God Realm, an unprecedented "blood plague" revolution slowly kicked off.

So far, no one knows that the ultimate goal of this huge change is to get rid of the "fate" of the blood god of heaven.

Time passed little by little, and the two days fell behind the mountain one after another, and night fell slowly.

The sky was full of stars, the silver moon was bright and clean, and a huge, pitch-black saucer ship suddenly landed on top of everyone without a sound.

Zhao Zhenhai, Zhao Gujiu, Zhao Wannong and the others were awakened by the dish boat one after another, and they all looked at the unexpected guest with alert expressions.

Zhao Sheng stood up and said loudly to everyone: "There is no need to panic, it is here to pick us up."

As soon as the words fell, a door split open on the surface of the dish boat, and a black light suddenly flew out of it in the next moment, turning into a black rainbow and falling down, and fell not far from Zhao Sheng in an instant.

The black light dissipated, and the patriarch Yan Mo strode towards Zhao Sheng with a blank expression on his face.

As soon as the other person appeared, the huge coercion that was as majestic as the sea burst out, covering the entire mountain, and the overwhelming pressure was almost out of breath.

On the side, Zhao Zhenhai's face suddenly changed drastically, and his whole body was filled with mana. Suddenly, a boundless blue sea appeared behind him. The sea surface was full of huge waves and filled with water vapor.

However, in the next moment, I saw the imposing old monster in black robe, knelt down on one knee expressionlessly, bowed his head to the old sixteen, and shouted: "Subordinate Yan Mo, pay homage to the Lord."

Zhao Sheng nodded indifferently, and said, "Excuse me, let's be flat!"

Ancestor Yan Mo stood up with a gloomy expression. His divine sense had secretly seen everyone in his eyes, and he secretly figured out the true identities of these people.

At this time, Zhao Zhenhai quietly walked to Zhao Sheng's side, looked at the ancestor Yan Mo warily, and then asked in a low voice: "Old sixteen, who is this great monk? You really subdued him?"

Even with the facts in front of his eyes, Zhao Zhenhai still finds it hard to believe that a dignified late-stage monk was actually taken under the command of Old Sixteen.

Zhao Sheng nodded slightly, and then sent a divine thought to Zhao Zhenhai.

Zhao Zhenhai's face suddenly changed again, because what the old sixteen said just now was like a fantasy, and he actually said that the Yuanying ancestor he subdued was not only the one in front of him, but three or four people.

If this kind of thing didn't come from my own mouth, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

"My lord, the black ship has docked in the void outside the boundary, do you think it is possible to board the ship?" Patriarch Yan Mo suppressed his dissatisfaction and asked solemnly.

Zhao Sheng nodded after listening, then waved to everyone, and ordered everyone to leave and board the ship.

Soon, a group of black-clothed monks got into the pitch-black disc boat one after another, followed by Zhao Gujiu, Zhao Wannong and others.

When Zhao Sheng and Yan Mo Patriarch finally boarded the ship, the pitch-black disc ship, just like when it came, rose silently into the night, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When Zhao Sheng led the crowd to board the dish boat, in the depths of the Wanyou Mountains in the center of Hezhou, Linggong Hanging Islands stood above the mountains, but they were all shrouded in white spiritual mist, looking extremely mysterious and ethereal.

This is where He Zhou's overlord-level force, the Shanmen of the Wendao faction is located.

Now in a valley shrouded in spiritual clouds,
An old man in a gray robe with disheveled hair and unrestrained style fell to the ground, holding a dusty turtle shell in both hands, shaking it up and down, chanting strange divination words that no one could understand.

Whoops!

The turtle shell turned over, and six black and white copper coins fell from the mouth of the turtle, onto a pelvis engraved with densely packed mysterious symbols, scattered into three black and three white images.

These six black and white copper coins are round on the outside and square on the inside, with Yin and Yang on both sides, black and white, and thousands of twitch-shaped lines are branded on the surface respectively.

What's even more strange is that when the hexagram appeared, the pelvis also glowed with dazzling aura, and the mysterious symbols suddenly broke away from the pelvis, and flew into the air, forming a complex and difficult-to-decipher rune light river, which was consistent with the Qian hexagram below. The elephants echo each other.

When the gray-robed old man saw this strange hexagram, his expression became very excited, and he shouted: "Yin and Yang are in conflict, and the sky is auspicious, auspicious! There is a silver lining in the sky, and the old man has finally waited for a change! Where is the auspiciousness? Make a hexagram!"

While speaking, the gray-robed old man picked up the tortoise shell with one hand, grabbed six Yin-Yang coins with the other, and threw them all into the tortoise shell, then held the tortoise shell with both hands, shaking it crazily.

After nine breaths, the tortoise shell turned over, and the six yin and yang coins fell down the pelvis again, and a new hexagram appeared in an instant.

"Auspiciousness is thirty thousand miles to the southwest! Well, the hexagram actually shows that the variable is a living thing. No, it is actually an outsider who is not bound by the destiny. Could it be that this person is the reincarnation of an exiled immortal? How about another hexagram!"

The gray-robed old man threw money into the turtle shell again with a frenzied expression, and then shook it wildly again.

But when Yaoqian came out of the body, the old man spurted a mouthful of blood onto the tortoise shell. In an instant, the tortoise shell shone brightly, and an ancient picture of "Heluo" clearly appeared on the back of the tortoise.

Ding Ding Ding!
The six yin and yang coins fell on the disk, and they were stacked on top of each other to form a long dragon, and the yin and yang were arranged in order, with distinct layers and very obvious.

"Hey! This time, it's actually a powerful dragon turning the sky upside down, a sign of a great change in the world! Could it be that that person caused all the changes in the sky? No, I have to get out of the mountain as soon as possible, and I must grasp the only variable!"

Thinking of this, the gray-robed old man immediately put away the divination spirit, and then his whole body was wrapped in a ball of white light, soaring to the sky in an instant, and then turned to the southwest and galloped away.

……

The void outside the realm is dark, deep, and vast. Even the Black Ship of the Territory, which is as huge as a mountain, is like a speck of dust against the background of the dark void, which is unimaginably small.

The disc ship carrying Zhao Sheng and others "slowly" broke through the extremely thin ionized atmosphere, and finally broke free from the shackles of the planet's gravitational force, and came under the black ship in the realm.

Then, the disc ship was sucked into the belly of the black ship.

After a while, Zhao Sheng led the crowd to fly out of the ship and successfully arrived inside the black ship. Then, under the guidance of the ancestor Yan Mo, the crowd surrounded Zhao Sheng and walked to the top hall.

At this time, even Zhao Sheng didn't notice that a mass of gray escaped light rushed out of the boundary membrane, followed the trajectory of the disc ship, and flew towards the black ship in the domain at a very high speed.

In the depths of the light, it was the old man in gray robe.

This person's escape speed was frighteningly fast, and it was getting faster and faster, and soon increased from ten times the speed of sound to twenty times, thirty times... and even continued to increase the speed.

If Zhao Sheng could see this scene, he would be shocked.

Because the escape speed of the gray-robed old man is a few points faster than his, there are faint signs of exceeding the upper limit of the Nascent Soul Realm.

About a quarter of an hour later, the black ship in the realm suddenly moved from stillness, and began to slowly fly along the route to the dark night world hundreds of millions of miles away.

Just a moment after the black ship started, a gray light galloped from the depths of the darkness, fell to the surface of the black ship in an instant, and disappeared in a flash.

……

Flying from the Nether God Realm to the Dark Night Realm, the black ship needs to sail for five years.

These five years have been both long and short.

Zhao Sheng first arranged for Zhao Zhenhai, Zhao Wangu and others to stay, and then called the ancestor Yan Mo, and began to ask about the major events that happened in the two worlds of the Netherworld in the past century.

Faced with the master who controlled his own life, Patriarch Yan Mo didn't dare to hide anything, and immediately presented a pile of jade slips, which recorded a lot of information about the two worlds.

It took Zhao Sheng more than a hundred breaths of time to read all the information jade slips, and soon he understood all the major events in the two worlds in the past century.

Leaving aside the Nether God Realm, let's just talk about the Dark Night Realm.

Since He Tai and Zhu Kong returned to the Night Realm, the river otters and bush rats quickly changed their attitudes towards the human race, from hostility to neutrality.

In addition, although Patriarch Lei Peng failed to return for some reason, he also passed down the decree to his family: Do not embarrass the human race!

After the whole family of Lei Peng received the decree of the ancestor, although they didn't know the truth, no one dared to disobey the decree of the ancestor.

Because of this, the pressure on the human race on the Nine Monsters Continent has dropped sharply, and territorial disputes have also been greatly reduced in a hundred years.

At the same time, with the secret support of the two foreign races, the Huangtian Sect, which took root in the Tianhuo Plain, has seen its power soar, and its followers are too numerous to count.

The belief in Huangtian also expanded from Tianhuoyuan to the entire human race, and quickly spread to the river otter and bush rat race.

However, because he hasn't shown up for a hundred years, according to the intelligence, many people in Huang Tianjiao have already had different ideas. One is to usurp power within the church.

The biggest ambitious person among them is none other than Huang Tianjiao's contemporary sect master Swordsman.

If there were no constraints from internal and external forces, Huang Tianjiao's great foundation might have been usurped by the sword fight long ago.

After all, according to intelligence, Dao Zhan successfully broke through the pill and became an infant more than 20 years ago, and successfully became one of the five ancestors of the human race.

Of course, Zhao Sheng didn't care at all about the ambitious knife fight.

As long as he reappears, everything will be calm!
On the contrary, Zhao Sheng is most concerned about the personnel changes in Tianmu Continent.

In the past 100 years, the major human powers on Tianmu Continent suddenly launched an annexation war. Countless small and medium-sized religious families were wiped out, some were annexed, and some took the initiative to seek refuge with large forces.

According to the latest intelligence statistics, there are only five "hegemony-level" forces left on the Tianmu Continent, and behind these five are the overlord-level forces of the Youshen Realm who secretly support them. The Taoist school, the Heitian sect and the four major forces.

What also surprised him the most was that during the past hundred years, the Blood God Son had been haunting everywhere and was unprecedentedly active.

Excluding the unknown, the world witnessed as many as eight times, including five times in the Nether God Realm and three times in the Nether Night.

Every time a Blood God Son is born, it will bring a bloodbath, either the sect power is completely wiped out, or a certain Yuanying ancestor is swallowed alive by the Blood God Son.

The unprecedented activity of the Son of the Blood God terrified hundreds of millions of monks from both worlds. They all speculated about the possibility of major events in the future and put forward many unimaginable conjectures.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng couldn't help wondering whether the Blood God Tiandao might have a premonition of something, so he frequently sent blood god sons to kill.

Soon, he began to worry secretly, worried that the ultimate vision had not yet been realized, but the middle road collapsed first.

Just when Zhao Sheng's face became cloudy and his heart was ups and downs, Yan Mo's ancestor suddenly changed his face, turned his head to look at the bulkhead, and shouted loudly: "Who is it?! The rat who hides his head and shows his tail, get out of here !"

boom!
A large piece of black light rolled towards that side like a tidal wave, with the power of devouring souls and rotting bones.

Ha ha!

At this moment, a long laugh suddenly came from the depths of the darkness, and then a gray light curtain emerged out of thin air, blocking the black tide.

Zhao Sheng raised his head abruptly, his eyes glowed brightly, and he looked over.

Just behind the light curtain, an old man in gray robe with disheveled hair appeared.

This person looked ancient, his eyes were pure and pure like a baby, and he looked over curiously.

The two looked at each other, and Zhao Sheng's heart was shocked suddenly, and he felt that his whole body was seen through by the other party.

(End of this chapter)