Bone Taoist

Chapter 705: Cold Moon and Empty
Above the sky, there seemed to be a soul flying in the void, shining down.

Old Man Zhenyu did not come directly into the secret treasure, but used his magical powers to project his spiritual consciousness into this world. This method was truly against the will of heaven.

Ye Zang's soul observed carefully for a few breaths, and then he found a person in a gray robe sitting cross-legged not far away, appearing and disappearing as if he could disappear at any time.

"The Heavenly Dao reveals the divine eye..."

Although old man Zhen Yu is blind, his Dharma eyes have long entered the realm of heaven. I am afraid that no one can see everything in this world more clearly than him.

"Ye Zang, nice to meet you, senior." Ye Zang walked slowly over and bowed.

"I haven't seen you for many years. Your supernatural powers and Taoism have improved greatly." Old Man Zhenyu said in a solemn voice.

"Thank you for your compliment, Senior." Ye Zang said politely, and then asked, "By the way, why are you here, Senior?"

The old man Zhen Yu was silent for a few breaths, then smiled and said, "There is such a big mess in the God and Demon Rift Valley. Most of the cultivators from the ten continents in the world have come here. It's not surprising that I'm here."

In fact, Princess Jianjia heard the news from somewhere that a secret treasure of Hedao had been unearthed here.

Old Man Zhenyu's soul came here with the intention of protecting her. Princess Jianjia of the Fengtian Dynasty was extremely talented and became Old Man Zhenyu's disciple. The latter taught her all his extraordinary magical powers. Old Man Zhenyu also didn't want his inheritance to be broken, so he cared a lot about this disciple.

"Could it be that Young Master Ye caused the unrest here?" Old Man Zhenyu asked with a hint of meaning in his tone, his spiritual orifice glowing faintly.

"Senior, you are joking." Ye Zang paused and did not explain.

"It doesn't matter. The devil's door has been opened, and the devil's spirit was born from the lotus seat. It is an opportunity for young cultivators, but it will be troublesome for us old people..." Old Man Zhenyu said jokingly, and his tone was very optimistic.

"Has the demon's soul already sensed the entrance to the illusory world?" Ye Zang asked at this moment.

The old man Zhenyu didn't say anything, as if he was sensing Ye Zang.

This didn't seem like something a Nascent Soul cultivator like Ye Zang should ask, because in the eyes of old man Zhen Yu, Ye Zang had not yet stepped into the threshold of He Dao, and some Taoist theories and laws were like fairy tales to him.

But when Yezo II entered Taoism, the biggest difference between him and other peers was his understanding of the illusory world of Taixu and the power of Hedao.

"Well... the True Lords of the Great Void Realm have already set up a barrier, which should last for a while. However, the endless years of the demon's soul settling down may cause more chaos than my fellow Daoists can imagine."

The really foolish old man didn't say much.

He reflected within the secret treasure, and his purpose was somewhat similar to Ye Zang's. He was also observing the twelve paths of spiritual consciousness evolving from the lotus seat.

Soon after, he gathered his spiritual power and prepared to leave.

"Friend Ye, my disciple will also enter the Hedao secret treasure to look for opportunities this time. If he encounters him, please take care of him for me." Old Man Zhenyu said with a smile.

"The junior will keep it in mind." Ye Zang nodded in response.

"We will meet again in the illusory world of Taixu someday." The soul and body of old man Zhenyu disappeared and scattered like bubbles.

After he left, Ye Zang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Old Man Zhenyu did not deliberately use his spiritual power, the spiritual awareness that arose spontaneously was too overbearing. Taoist Master Daotai's spiritual power was not as profound as his. He could be said to have reached the pinnacle in this regard.

Reciting the spell silently, Ye Zang's soul fell from the sky and returned to his body in just a few breaths.

"There are twelve paths of spiritual consciousness, and opportunities are limited. I think it will be another bloody battle."

Ye Zang thought to himself.

The chances of achieving the Dao in each blooming lotus petal were limited, so it seemed that at most twelve Taoists could find the threshold of the Dao. But this time, there were more than twelve geniuses from the great sects from Tianming and Dongsheng alone, and cultivators from other foreign continents were also coming.

In the ancient city of Beiqu, the monks were all meditating and resting, taking advantage of the last period of time to condense their spirits.

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At the same time, outside the God and Demon Rift Valley, it was even more lively. The majestic demonic energy seemed to be suppressed by the True Lord Hedao, and this piece of heaven and earth was firmly guarded.

But above the sky, the twelve-level lotus pedestal reflected from the secret treasure was still shining, and the blood-red forbidden array pattern like a spider web spread all over the void. Above the lotus pedestal, the stars were flowing, and each star seemed to be close at hand, pouring out starlight.

The scene above was like a dream, giving people a feeling of unreality, but it was this feeling of nothingness that made the countless cultivators present certain that the secret treasure of Hedao was really about to be born.

Monks kept coming from all directions.

Meihualuo came from the northern part of the God and Demon Rift with a murderous aura. His appearance should be hidden, and it was an extremely ugly face.

"That's the Yaksha girl from the Northern Wilds..." A cultivator from the Northern Wilds recognized Meihualuo at the first sight and couldn't help but feel horrified.

"I heard that this girl is a killing god in the Northern Wilderness. She has killed countless fellow cultivators. Why is she here?"

"The emergence of the Hedao secret treasure is of great significance. Almost all the geniuses from the ten continents are rushing here."

With more and more people around, the disciples are under increasing pressure.

Zi Yao from Daotian Island and Zhang Qingyuan from Wuji Palace, the northern part of Tianming was in the midst of war, but the sect did not want them to miss such an opportunity, so they let them come here to compete.

Over in Zhongzhou, Princess Jianjia came here in a very low-key manner wearing a goose yellow Taoist robe, gazing at the lotus seat in the sky with her beautiful eyes.

Xuanji also came with a whisk in hand and stepped on golden lotus.

Everyone is waiting for the release of the secret treasure of Hedao. This is a rare opportunity that only comes once in a lifetime. The momentum now is even greater than when Tianlao of Tianmingzhou discussed the Dao, because this time cultivators from all over the world gathered together.

Three days later, in the early morning, when the first ray of bright sunlight from the outer galaxy was overturned.

There was a terrifying noise coming from the sky!

The galaxy is rippling, and as the lotus seat sways, countless paths of spiritual consciousness pour out, like silver threads hanging from the sky. It is magnificent and this is a scene that can only be seen by cultivators with sufficiently strong spiritual consciousness.

If one's spiritual awareness is weak, one will only see that the space in the sky is very distorted.

Whizzing--

Beyond the galaxy, many Taoists seemed to see a secret treasure like a mirage floating up and down. The secret treasure wandered in the chaotic space. It was a void land constructed entirely by divine consciousness. It was like a dream that came into the world.

It was ethereal and unreal, shrouded in countless lights. Among those lights, there were endless jade towers that seemed to come from above the moon and stars, as if the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady was wearing silk and satin clothes and escaping into that secret treasure of dream.

Everyone used their spiritual sense to investigate and saw that he seemed to be in a state of gloom. The whole place was silent for a while.

At the same time, the True Lords of Hedao outside the sky were also surprised.

"Is this the secret treasure of the Fairy Guanghan?" an elder asked with eyes wide open.

"The sky is full of divine aura, and the cold moon is empty..." Old Man Zhenyu's expression changed slightly, as if he recalled some old memories lurking in his heart.

“I thought it was Senior Wang’s secret treasure, but I didn’t expect it belonged to that fairy.” Elder Hedao of Daotian Island said in astonishment.

"Did she really die in the God and Demon Rift Valley?"

When Lord Shen Xi Yuan looked at the secret treasure of He Dao brought by the lotus seat, her beautiful eyes trembled.

In the Guanghan Holy Land, there was once a fairy with extraordinary talent, but she died young in the God and Demon Rift Valley. As one of the eight fairy sects in Dongsheng, the Guanghan Holy Land rarely participated in the battles between the two continents.

Apart from that time, the Guanghan Holy Land had sent many disciples and elders to explore the God and Demon Rift Valley. This move caused dissatisfaction among the Ten Great Sects of Tianming and almost led to the outbreak of war. However, the Ten Great Sects eventually gave face to the Guanghan Holy Land and allowed them to explore the God and Demon Rift Valley for more than ten years, but they still returned with no results.

Buzz!
From above the secret treasure of Hedao that was shining all over the sky, a cold full moon gradually appeared and filled the sky. The cold moon was empty and the moonlight it emitted covered countless stars. In an instant, the demonic energy there dissipated, and the light of the bright sun could not pour out.

In a trance, everyone seemed to see a woman with white hair and a youthful face in a silver robe in the cold moon.

(End of this chapter)