Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 135 The Headmaster of Promise Suppresses Netherworld, Zhan Yuanying, and the Brilliant Sky Thunder Ancestral Artifact Appears

The strong wind came through the clouds, and the hand of the giant made everyone look at the sky in fear.

The strange sight of the pillar of immortal energy piercing into the sky made many monks look sideways.

Of course, Zhao Huai was included.

"What a terrible strength."

He stared at the giant in the sky with wide eyes, unable to hide his surprise.

Today is really lively, not only lively, but also bizarre.

First there is the auspicious spirit of immortality, and then there is a big hand covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

After the explosion of the divine pillar of immortal energy, the world is clear and will no longer be blocked.

In other words, he can slip away.

However, Mrs. has not been found.

How can I leave before ensuring the safety of the other party.

In addition, Pei Xiangyun's life and death are also unknown, how could he just walk away.

Zhao Huai escaped in white, and swept across the ground at high speed, his black hair fluttering, blown away by the gust of wind around him.

Spiritual consciousness quickly swept around, looking for the figure.

On the way, when he met the magic cultivator entering the city, he cut him off with a sword.

Looking for the lady's trace along the streets and alleys.

Zhao Huai was far away from the direction where the giant palm fell, thinking while flying around.

What the hell happened in between.

What made these great powers appear one after another?
Everything has to be told in order of cause and effect. It is impossible for these existences to gather in Jinzhou City for no reason.

Could it be because of the ancestor?
According to what the old devil said, the Great Flame Ancestral Artifact must be bound to the real dragon.

But so far, I still don't know what the ancestor artifact is and where it is.

Where is there anything on him.

"Ding!"

At this time, the sound of magic weapons colliding came from the side and front.

Zhao Huai rushed over immediately.

at this time.

The Nether old devil, who was in the center of the giant hand that covered the sky, smiled and said to the sky, very dissatisfied:

"Huh! Old Wuji, you Wuji Immortal Sect has chased me for hundreds of years, and I have killed many people. I have never seen you mobilize people as much as today."

"I wonder how this seal came about. It's so strong. It turned out that you, an old guy, did it. This woman is a rare fairy root in the world. No wonder you are so nervous!"

Facing the giant palm, Old Demon Nether's sleeves fluttered, his white hair fluttered, and his aura soared. Before it was water in a ladle, now it is a vast ocean.

"Leave this girl to me!"

The monstrous demonic power burst out from the withered body, and a majestic human figure opened its eyes.

It was a slap to Chuanyun's big hand.

"boom!"

The two sides collided, making a sound that resounded through the world.

Infinite air waves scattered in all directions, blowing away all the clouds in the sky.

Surrounding houses were razed to the ground.

For a moment, the entire city was on the verge of collapse, as if it was about to collapse in the next second.

"I haven't seen you in a hundred years, but this devil's cultivation has improved again."

The old man in plain robe on the top of the cloud withdrew his palm and frowned involuntarily.

He is the head teacher of the Wuji Immortal Sect, and all the immortal sects respectfully call him Taoist Wuji.

Taoist Wuji has practiced for nearly ten thousand years, and his realm is close to the fairyland. His seniority is extremely high, and he is a mountain in the minds of many people.

Seeing the broken ground below, the crumbling Jinzhou City, and Yu Qinghan who was overflowing with aura on the ground, Taoist Wuji pointed out.

The aura of heaven and earth in a radius of ten thousand miles flowed rapidly, the space trembled, and a strong wind blew up.

Countless spiritual points emit light, interweave together, and gather into an independent space.

"elder sister."

On the ground, Pei Xiangyun couldn't open his eyes because of the wind and waves around him, even if he wanted to walk over.

Yu Qinghan just lay quietly in the void like this, quietly, as if falling into a deep sleep.

A cloud of pure immortal energy flowed in her body.

At this time, a ray of light fell from the sky.

It touched her almost instantly.

Immediately, the pillar of immortal energy disappeared, and his body fell to the ground.

After a while.

Pei Xiangyun and Yu Qinghan, together with Old Demon Nether, were swallowed by the independent space generated by the light spots, and disappeared from this world.

This scene is like changing the world.

the other side.

Qiu Yueqing wore a moon blue dress and cast many icy spells.

Facing many magic masters alone, her mana is already in a hurry, and she can only barely support it with pills.

But when she saw the shocking hand on the sky and felt that the blockade of the world was broken, she couldn't help but sneered:
"Heh, Master Wuji has arrived, and your Demon Sect is about to die!"

The femme fatale of the Wandu Sect felt the movement in the sky, and her face became ugly.

This line thought it was,

First, he was deceived into this city by the news of the ancestral device, and then he was blocked by the disciples of the immortal sect. This kind of luck is not too bad.

The reason is still caused by Old Demon Nether.

This is obviously to let them attract the attention of Xianmen, so that they can reap the benefits.

A ball of scarlet blood cells floated in the palm of Blood God Sect Yang Yuan, looking at the vision that appeared in the sky, he muttered:
"It seems that all of this is a trick of Old Demon Nether."

Then he looked at the opposite side and said coldly: "Qiu Yueqing, don't be too happy, before the fairy gate arrives, it's hard to say whether you will survive or not!"

After finishing speaking, the scarlet blood cells immediately turned into thousands of red lights, turned into tentacles, and stabbed at Qiu Yueqing.

The femme fatale also made a move, and at some point in her hand, a jar inlaid with seven gems appeared.

When the bottle cap was opened, a green light came out.

It was a giant poisonous scorpion.

The Ten Thousand Poison Sect is not only famous for making and refining poisons, but also controlling beasts is also a skill that disciples of the sect must master.

The giant poisonous scorpion didn't know what was being fed, and swept over with its tail.

Seeing this, Qiu Yueqing gathered icy mana all over her body to form a shield, resisting the attacks of the two.

But it didn't take long before it gradually became exhausted.

Qi Hai's magic power gradually bottomed out, and she could only grit her teeth and persist.

At this time.

A stream of light flashed across the air, and with a "bang dang", it cut off the tail of the giant poisonous scorpion under the seat of the femme fatale, and bounced off the intensive blood rain attack of Yang Yuan, the chief disciple of the Blood God Sect.

The streamer circled around, leaving a bright arc of light in the sky.

Finally, it returned to the hands of a man in white.

The man had a ghostly face on his face, his cultivation was invisible, and his aura was astonishing.

To that stop, it is like a big mountain.

This aroused the high vigilance of the femme fatale and Yang Yuan.

Be timid before fighting.

The momentum is weaker first.

Seeing the figure that suddenly appeared, Qiu Yueqing also had some doubts on his face.

I don't even recognize this person, which sect is he from?
"it's me."

A familiar voice came to his ears, and Qiu Yueqing suddenly realized.

Very surprised in the eyes.

It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!
When did Your Highness become so strong?
Although he has great potential, after all, he is only in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Looking at it now, this aura is no less than that of a Golden Core cultivator.

And among the golden cores, he can definitely step into the ranks of the strong.

"I'll help you."

Without saying a word, Zhao Huai slashed out with a sword.

He originally wanted to find the trace of his wife, but he didn't expect to find Qiu Yueqing after wandering all the way.

Seeing that she was surrounded by many demon monks, how could she refuse to save her?

If she died, Palace Mistress Linglong might ask herself to blame her.

While thinking about it, the unknown spirit sword in Zhao Huai's hand had already been cut out.

A slender blue sword qi burst out.

The bloody wings on Yang Yuan's back turned into a pair of big hands, crossed together, trying to forcibly block the sword energy.

But the big hand was cut off by the sword energy in the blink of an eye.

He fell straight down!
Just when Yang Yuan was about to land in embarrassment, the blood ball in his hand penetrated into his back, the blood wings condensed again, and his body levitated again.

"hiss!"

Feeling the sharp residual sword energy on his back still stinging him, the wound couldn't heal in a short time!
"This is sword intent. Could it be that you just did it!"

Yang Yuan shouted in shock.

Obviously, he knew who produced Wang Yang's tyrannical sword spirit that made Jinzhou City dawn just now.

Facing the other party's astonishment, Zhao Huai's face remained unmoved.

He flicked his sword finger.

The spirit sword was divided into eight parts, and the phantom of the sword's edge remained in mid-air.

Turned around in a circle around himself.

One after another, they shot towards Yang Yuan.

The speed is extremely fast, but the other party's reaction is not slow.

Avoid the eight sword shadows.

It's just that the skin has been scratched.

But before it was over, he felt a chill behind his back.

Turning his head to look, he found that Jianying circled in the air and stabbed at him again.

"Not yet!"

In desperation, Yang Yuan yelled.

The woman from the Wandu Sect has been waiting for an opportunity, and when she heard the call, she didn't hesitate anymore.

A large amount of green poisonous mist gushed out from the sleeves, turned into big green hands, and grabbed Zhao Huai.

"careful!"

The mana in Qiu Yueqing's body has not yet recovered, so he can only remind him via sound transmission.

Zhao Huai remained calm, turned around and slashed at the poisonous mist.

This sword is so powerful that it can shatter mountains and ground.

After cutting out, the ground under his feet was separated, leaving a deep gully.

Cut the poisonous fog's big hand into two halves.

Along the ground, lasing [-] meters, cutting off the city wall in the distance.

The poisonous mist's big hand was cut in half, and after a while, it was stitched together again and struck again.

Zhao Huai lifted the sword into the air, wiped the edge of the sword, turned around, and faced the two people on the ground.

Draw a circle.

Under one thought.

The sword energy flickered and gathered together, emitting a fiery temperature.

Just like Jian Yi, watching the sun.

Under the shining of the sword energy Jinyang, a large area of ​​poisonous mist was evaporated.

The light emitted turned into thousands of sword qi, and shot towards Yang Yuan and the two overwhelmingly.

"So strong!"

The two stepped back half a step, they could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge and the sword rain.

At this time.

Zhao Huai closed his eyes and felt that his cultivation had increased by one point again.

Riding thousands of miles alone.

As long as you are undefeated, the more you fight, the stronger you will be.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and found something appeared in his consciousness.

is rapidly approaching.

Between ten breaths.

Eight tall walking corpses carried a black sedan chair, flew from the middle of the street, stepped on the empty houses, and ran across the air.

These eight walking corpses are different from the ones encountered on Zhaohuai Street, all of them are wearing pitch-black treasure armor, their faces are black and blue, like fine steel, and their bodies have mana fluctuations.

It's like a puppet, and they were all monks during their lifetime!

Sitting in the black sedan chair was an old man in black robes, with black beards on his temples, and holding a dust whisk.

The real corpse of the Zongshi Tomb has reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

It was the helper invited by Blood God Sect Yang Yuan.

I saw the dead man lightly waving his whisk.

Dozens of streamers appeared on the street.

Counting carefully, there are 57 walking corpses.

Zhao Huai discovered that the cultivation base of each walking corpse is around the foundation establishment.

This shows that these corpses were living Foundation Establishment cultivators.

It's just that after death, it was refined into a walking corpse for fighting.

How many graves did this old man dig to gather these walking corpses?
It should be known that a powerful walking corpse needs to spend all kinds of precious materials and a lot of resources to successfully refine it.

There are a total of 57 walking corpses in front of them, which can subvert any force in the secular world.

Even the world of cultivating immortals can destroy a third-rate sect, and the small sects can't match this power at all.

Zhao Huai didn't have time to think about it.

The 57 walking corpses in front of them all moved, and there was a subtle mana fluctuation between their brows, manipulating every move of these walking corpses.

I have heard for a long time that there are sorcery techniques for refining ghosts and corpses in the Demon Sect. Today, I have killed many walking corpses. It turns out that these guys are the ghosts of him.

Zhao Huai frowned at the black sedan chair and thought.

"This is the sect master of Zongshi Tomb, a corpse real person, whose strength has reached the Nascent Soul realm, good at the ancient secret method of driving corpses, and his methods are extremely cruel. He likes refining people into walking corpses."

"Your Highness, let's go, you are not his opponent, I will come back."

The figure of Qiu Yueqing came to Zhao Huai's side, Yu Yu's tired face was full of dignity.

There was a strange-looking spirit mouse in the hand of the real corpse, looking straight at Zhao Huai's direction.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

The ancestor was found.

The black curtain was lifted immediately, and a stench of corpses came out.

The real corpse walked out slowly, with the corner of his mouth curled up, facing Zhao Huai, he said with a faint smile:

"Hand over the ancestral artifact, and you will avoid death."

There is still half a sentence he did not say, he will not kill the other party.

Instead, it will be refined into a walking corpse.

This is his usual rhetoric.

"This is the Blood Treasure Spirit Mouse, and it is actually in the hands of seniors."

Blood God Sect Yang Yuan saw his spirit mouse in the other party's hands.

I immediately understood what was going on.

The reason why the real corpse has not shown up is because he is using the rest of the Demon Sect to block the disciples of the Immortal Sect alone, and went to find the ancestor artifact alone.

Selfishness is inevitable.

The old demons of the Demon Sect all want to obtain the ancestral artifact, crack the secret of immortality, and overwhelm the Immortal Sect.

Faced with the persecution of the real corpse, Zhao Huai said calmly:

"They all think that the ancestral artifact is on me, but if the ancestral artifact is really on me, I would have used it to deal with you a long time ago, why wait until now."

"All guidance is pointing to you, no matter how much you argue, it's useless, since that's the case, then I have no choice but to come and get it myself."

The voice of the real corpse is ethereal.

A coercion belonging to Nascent Soul overwhelmed him.

Zhao Huai's face couldn't help becoming serious.

Although his current cultivation base has increased a lot, it is simply a dream to deal with the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Facing a character like the real corpse, it is very difficult to escape.

Accompanied by the corpse, the real person slowly approached.

The Blood Treasure Spirit Mouse jumped out of the opponent's palm and charged straight at him.

Bai Yulongxi in Xuanjie sensed the movement and emitted a faint light.

Zhao Huai noticed the movement in Xuanjie, and immediately took Longxi out.

Only then did he hold Long Xi in his hand.

Long Xi suddenly burst into light, transforming into a prismatic mirror surrounded by silver dragons.

The prismatic mirror erupted with astonishing light.

The blinding white light made the Blood Treasure Spirit Mouse howl in pain, exuding evil black energy all over its body, and soon fell to the ground without a sound.

An astonishing brilliance shot out from the eyes of the real corpse.

With a flick of the whisk, the white beards gathered into tentacles, and they were about to snatch the precious mirror from Zhao Huai's hand.

Sensing the threat, the surface of the Prismatic Mirror reappeared with light.

A mighty fairy spirit appeared and collided with Fuchen.

Is there really an ancestor artifact? !

And it's his ancestral dragon seal?
Zhao Huai was shocked.

Soon he discovered that the Prismatic Mirror was draining his mana.

The speed is so fast that it is extremely exaggerated!
After absorbing the mana, the mirror surface of the Prismatic Mirror flashed.

A beam of purple light was shot out, straight into the sky, a large expanse of purple air was blown away, and the sky filled with stars appeared in the purple air.

The entire sky changed color, as if it was a vision of purple air coming from the east.

"The ancestral artifact is born!"

Seeing this scene, Blood God Sect Yang Yuan was very pleasantly surprised.

He originally thought that all of this was a trap set up by Old Demon Nether.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor artifact was really in Jinzhou!

"It seems that the legend is true!"

The femme fatale of the Wandu Cult also looked dazed.

"Boom!"

Under the purple air, Huanghuang Tianlei made a deafening sound.

"boom!"

A thunderbolt fell directly.

It fell on Zhao Huai's body.

But it didn't hurt him, but dissociated in his physical body.

Ziqi surged in his body, and his already critical cultivation base suddenly broke through, allowing him to reach the eighth foundation building floor!
This surprised Zhao Huai.

Is the ancestor tool really so heaven-defying?

Can this mirror reflect heaven and earth?

Above the clouds, countless terrifying auras stood in the void.

The three-thousand-mile vision of Ziqi shook the world of cultivating immortals, and many great powers who had been sleeping for thousands of years woke up.

in an independent space.

Total darkness.

There is just endless void.

The Wuji Taoist in a plain robe escaped from his soul and gathered into a figure of holy light as high as [-] meters, pressing down with five fingers.

The entire independent space was shaken. If it was outside, it would be enough to destroy a large state.

It directly smashed the phantom on the opposite side.

The old demon Nether spit out a big mouthful of blood, and his aura weakened a lot. After all, he was still no match for the Taoist patriarch in front of him.

But in the next second, he looked out of the space, gloating and laughing:

"Hahaha! I knew it!"

Sensing the movement outside the realm, Taoist Wuji ignored Old Demon Nether.

Instead, he calculated with his fingers, and after a while, he said solemnly:
"The ancestor artifact is born, and the catastrophe is approaching."

(End of this chapter)