Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

If there really is a big demon peering at this world in the starry sky, intending to take action against all those who advance to the immortal realm, then he will have to think carefully.

In today's world, in the huge Tianyu Continent, I'm afraid no one is closer to that threshold than him.

Bearing the brunt of the attack, he will definitely encounter those big demons from the Demon Immortal Pavilion who attack and kill him.

Moreover, the scenes he saw when he deduced Yin Yang Greedy Wolf before also confirmed this point.

"teacher."

Zhang Wujue, who looked like a porcelain doll, turned around and called out: "Do you think this bird is the golden-winged roc with the purest blood?"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a fist-sized golden-winged roc fell on his hand.

"Let's count it as half."

Su Bai came back to his senses and glanced at the little chicken.

That Peng Jiu is dead, there is no such thing as reincarnation in this world, and the blood in this little chicken is just a drop of ancestral blood.

To say half of it is actually too much.

"Then it's true?"

Zhang Wujue's eyes were full of energy.

"The world here is undergoing great changes, and the future will be chaotic. If you come here at this time, whether it will be good or bad, I really can't say."

Su Bai straightened up and waved, and the chicken flapped its wings and landed in his palm.

He owns White Feather Fairy City and Destruction City. The income from these two cities has condensed many caves. He has planted a lot of spiritual plants and elixirs, and naturally has a lot of resources.

Therefore, the bloodline of this golden-winged roc is growing very quickly.

It's a pity that the growth time of this golden-winged roc will be even longer.

"This is the outer world that martial arts people of all ages have sought but cannot obtain. My ability to get here is the greatest blessing. Whatever the future holds, I will fight against the current!"

Zhang Wujue heard the meaning of Su Bai's words, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He just smiled and said:

"As long as a person lives, the grass and trees will fall, and everything is just to get what they want! My wish has been fulfilled, so naturally I don't care so much!"

After hundreds of years of training, Zhang Wujue's state of mind is quite open-minded, and he no longer has the bitterness and hatred he once had.

He had already avenged his great revenge in the lower realm, and he had achieved his wish by cultivating to the extreme state, opening the gate of heaven, and finally arrived here.

Even if he died right now, he asked himself that there was nothing to worry about.

That being the case, why should he fear the dangers in the future?

"It's great that you have this intention."

Su Bai said with slight approval.

After hundreds of years of hard work, Zhang Wujue's state of mind has matured. To a certain extent, this is much more important than cultivation and skills.

"I have to thank the teacher for preaching."

Zhang Wujue bowed to the ground respectfully.

Over the past three months, Su Bai told him about the nine realms of cultivation in this world from the shallower to the deeper.

From practicing the true form to reaching the realm of immortality, he only preached the Tao but not the Dharma, leaving it up to Zhang Wujue to get what he needed from it.

As for Zhang Wujue, he spent hundreds of years traveling through sects all over the world, and the Huangtian sword technique he finally created may not be comparable to any other technique in this world.

But that was the path that suited him best.

And this is enough.

"If you practice, you can't learn from me. To cultivate the nine realms, you need to follow a step-by-step approach."

Su Bai gave some pointers in a leisurely manner.

There is no doubt that Zhang Wujue's talent in this world is top-notch, and it can attract the prying eyes and plans of powerful people. There is no doubt about his own luck and talent.

Half-demon, a human-male hybrid, has many strange shapes and is difficult to cultivate, but it is also possible to give birth to real geniuses.

Not to mention that Zhang Wujue has hundreds of years of cultivation memory and a tempered state of mind.

Even if he doesn't, he won't be inferior to any genius in Dongzhou.

With such a high starting point, achieving success in the future is almost inevitable.

People of similar age to him are still playing in the mud, but he is already thinking about the differences between heaven and earth, absorbing the advantages of all kinds of methods, and opening up his own path.

If this is not an advantage, then what is?

"Teacher, are you leaving?"

Zhang Wujue nodded, but he could see Su Bai's intention to leave.

"Although the world is big, for you and me, as long as we want to get together, we can do it at any time."

"Your path has already begun to take shape. There is no need to learn my method anymore. In that case, it would be superfluous."

Su Bai tossed it casually, and the chick flapped its wings and flew back into Wang Baolong's ear hole, but he also looked at Zhang Wujue with some reluctance.

It has an inexplicable feeling of intimacy towards Zhang Wujue.

Zhang Wujue nodded silently.

If possible, he really wanted to have a drink with Su Bai and talk about his experience in cultivating Taoism.

Unfortunately, I was still too young at this time, my hair was not fully grown, and drinking wine was a bit too weird.

"In this way, my disciple bids farewell to the teacher."

After a while, Zhang Wujue bowed to see him off.

When he stood up again, in the void in front of him, a ripple was blown away by the autumn wind.

But there was no sign of Su Bai anymore.

Zhang Wujue stopped for a long time, staring at the direction where Su Bai left, and never came back to his senses for a long time.

"Xiao, Xiao Jue..."

After a long time, Qingqiu Qiansu, dressed as an ordinary woman, held up the window with her right hand, and a smile appeared on her slightly pale face:

"Is your teacher gone?"

She listened at the window for a long time, or in other words, in the past three months, she participated in all the conversations and preaching between the two people.

It's a pity that she can't understand it?

She could only hear the words of the conversation between the two, but she did not understand the true meaning.

However, seeing Su Bai leaving at this time, a big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

"kindness."

Zhang Wujue glanced at her with a cold expression.

Three months is naturally enough for him to learn the language of this world.

However, he had Su Hui from his previous life, and for a while he really couldn't accept that he had an extra mother.

Not to mention, he had felt this man's undisguised malice toward him.

Although that trace of malice was just fleeting and extinguished, how could he forget it after struggling through life and death for hundreds of years?

"Why not keep him here for a few more days?"

Qingqiu Qiansu felt quite happy in his heart, but said with a hint of anger on his face.

"I have a way to call the teacher. If you need it, then I can invite him to come back and stay for two more days?"

Zhang Wujue's heart was like a bright mirror, and he naturally knew what she was thinking, so he spoke calmly.

With Su Bai as his backer, he naturally doesn't need to disguise himself as an ordinary child.

In fact, Qingqiu Qiansu felt very alienated at this time.

"That's too troublesome. Let's forget it. Next time...next time, we must ask him to stay a few more days!"

Qingqiu Qiansu looked at Zhang Wujue with complicated feelings.

Is this really the son I gave birth to after five or six years of pregnancy?

Rather than an old monster that has lived for hundreds or thousands of years?

Although the Qingqiu clan has very little affection for their descendants, especially males.

But there are still some things that I can't adapt to.

"Ah."

Zhang Wujue raised his hand to scratch the high threshold, turned over, and entered the house.

"That's my thousand-year cultivation..."

Qingqiu Qiansu stared at the green bracelet hanging on Zhang Wujue's hand, her eyes turning red.

That Ye Bai was so ruthless that he took away her thousands of years of cultivation, turned it into a bracelet, and gave it to her son.

Moreover, unless the latter is willing, he will not be able to get back this bracelet at all.

Naturally, he cannot get back his thousand years of cultivation.

Looking at his son who was slowly lying back on the bed, a thought came to Qingqiu Qiansu's mind:

"We must find a way to get him to hand over this bracelet to me..."

……

"You value that child very much, but why don't you take him to practice together?"

In the misty clouds, Su Bai sat quietly in the carriage. In front of him, Wang Baolong was pulling the carriage through the air. His speed was comparable to that of a rare spiritual bird.

And in his ears, Wang Baolong's whisper sounded.

"Seeing the sky before climbing a dangerous peak is not a good thing for him."

"Whoever learns from me will live, and whoever resembles me will die. Even if I practice even one, he can't learn from me."

Su Bai looked down at the small town that was gradually disappearing under the clouds and mist, and gathered his thoughts.

"Lingbao construction diagram..."

"I'm afraid, there's still not enough..."

After a moment, Su Bai's eyes flickered.

Whether it is a spiritual treasure or a divine weapon, they are all manifestations of one's own way and are a carrying object.

The more complex the Tao, the more troublesome it will be to condense the spiritual treasure!

Just like Huangyun Tianzun, he does not cast spiritual treasures. Firstly, it is not necessary, and secondly, it is too complicated.

He was already invincible at the time, so naturally he didn't need a spiritual treasure.

But it is still unclear at this time what the unknown existence that Su Bai is facing is.

Naturally, a spiritual treasure must be created.

His skills, magical powers, and all the essence of his cultivation are all concentrated in the "Fist Sutra". The most essential part is to build a divine court, the heaven.

And the amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures required is too much.

Even other Cave Heaven Realm monks would probably feel numb if they saw the list of spiritual materials that he had collected.

"Before Huang Yun Tianzun, hundreds of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years after Huang Yun Tianzun, nearly two million years, there was no Tianzun refining treasures."

"In today's world, there are many sects' holy places, and there is no shortage of spiritual materials and treasures..." Su Bai lowered his eyes and looked through the rolling clouds.

I have seen a majestic and endless mountain range.

That mountain range is undulating, with thousands of dangerous peaks rising from the ground, like thousands of stars worshiping the moon, guarding an immortal holy mountain that stands between heaven and earth, reaching straight into the sky.

On the holy mountain, there are countless spiritual energy lingering, and the endless strong wind roars in all directions, bringing more violent spiritual energy and vitality.

You can also see the palace shadows on the holy mountain, and many people walking among the sea of ​​clouds, practicing magical powers and secret techniques.

Vaguely, you can also see the shadow of a huge golden bell, rising and falling above the sea of ​​clouds, swallowing thousands of spiritual energy and refining the billowing vitality.

A powerful and domineering aura filled the space between heaven and earth. Even though people were thousands of miles apart, they could feel a golden, majestic and sacred aura.

Thousands of dangerous peaks guard the holy mountain, and the name of this holy mountain is Hades Peak, which is the place where many disciples are stationed in the Holy Land of Hades.

But the location of the real mountain gate of Hades Holy Land is higher than Hades Peak.

It was so high that it surpassed the clouds and mist, and seemed to be independent from the sky, towering into the starry sky.

Compared to the bustle of the Holy Mountain of Hades, this floating palace seemed quite deserted.

But amid the substantial spiritual energy, the monk was nowhere to be seen.

call!

Somewhere in the palace, Ao Yunfeng slowly exhaled and then opened his eyes.

"ten years……"

Ao Yunfeng's eyes flickered.

That sudden catastrophe caused too much damage to him, and it took him ten years to recover.

But sadly, he has vaguely realized that his next disaster will come in the near future!

If he doesn't do it right, he will be severely injured again, or even fall down, seriously injured and on the verge of death.

This time when he came to Dongzhou, he didn't see the enemy who hit him twice in the face, nor did he see any benefit. Instead, he was seriously injured.

So, at this moment, he wanted to retreat again.

Squeak!

Not long after Ao Yunfeng woke up, someone pushed the door of his retreat stone room.

Rama's face was as sinking as water and he walked in slowly.

"Your injuries haven't healed yet?"

Ao Yunfeng frowned immediately when he saw Rama, and he could still smell a strong smell of blood between his mouth and nose.

"There's still a lot to be done."

Rama shook his head.

Compared to Ao Yunfeng, who had just survived the catastrophe of the cave ten years ago, his injuries were more serious.

Ao Yunfeng was injured, but he almost fell to the bottom of the realm. The cave in his body had already damaged its origin.

Ten years alone is not enough to repair Dongtian's injuries.

"Then you came here..."

Ao Yunfeng was a little surprised. It was not a small thing to be able to break the monks' retreat to recuperate.

"Dragon Clan, the entire army has been wiped out!"

Rama stared at Ao Yunfeng and said word by word: "The king of the waters of the East China Sea, Ao Hui, has been suppressed!"

"What!?"

Ao Yunfeng was shocked and immediately lost his composure: "Dongzhou, there is someone who can suppress Dragon King Ao Hui!?"

Of course he knew very well who Ao Hui was.

Back then, it was Ao Hui who expelled him from the East China Sea, forcing him to go to Longzhou and seek refuge in Xieyun Pavilion.

Ao Hui is the king of the waters of the East China Sea, and the leader of thousands of aquatic tribes and dragon tribes in the East China Sea. With noble blood and strong cultivation, he can naturally be proud of the world.

Who can suppress him?

"This person..."

Rama's expression suddenly became quite subtle, and Ao Yunfeng even saw a trace of fear and apprehension on his face.

"Do you still remember why you came to Dongzhou?"

Rama's eyes were a little complicated, and there was deep regret in his heart.

"You, you mean?"

Ao Yunfeng's eyes widened, and his heart was suddenly filled with an incredible look: "How... how is it possible, how is this possible!?"

In just ten years, he will certainly not forget the shame and humiliation of being forcibly beaten back to the domain gate.

But...but how is this possible?

If that person was really so powerful, he might have pulled him back and suppressed him long ago, right?

"I'm just afraid...it's him."

Rama was very scared.

If it hadn't been for the catastrophe from the cave, which had come so unexpectedly, wouldn't the two of them have been sent to the door themselves, seeking death on their own initiative?

He didn't believe that that person had achieved a breakthrough in becoming a king in just ten years.

This is simply not realistic.

In his opinion, that person might have reached the divine realm long ago, otherwise, the powerful king who had just broken through would not be able to suppress Ao Hui's old dragon.

After all, that old dragon has been in the divine realm for a long time, and his cultivation is unpredictable.

Some other gods may not be able to defeat him, let alone raise their hands to suppress him.

The leader fell into a deep silence, and for a moment, he couldn't help but feel calm.

Rama stood quietly, also without saying a word.

The atmosphere in the stone chamber suddenly became a little strange.

And in a majestic palace that is more than a hundred miles away from the two and surrounded by many halls to protect each other, the aura is also extremely condensed.

Powerful figures, surrounded by divine light, sat upright.

They all looked solemnly at the majestic figure sitting on a throne in the center of the hall, like a horse with a golden sword.

Da da da!

The long knuckles tapped on the armrest of the throne, and the majestic figure like a god slowly opened his eyes.

Flame-like eyes fell on the young man kneeling in the middle of the hall.

"You said that your head master, along with several other head masters, all felt something in their hearts and foresaw the coming crisis, so they went to the Prison Tower together?"

"Return to the Holy Lord..."

The young man's expression tightened and he responded respectfully: "My elders indeed told me so."

The news of the battle at the Prison Tower spread extremely quickly. Almost immediately, all the major sects learned about the news.

After being furious and horrified, they went to several holy places to seek help.

Today's Ye Bai is no longer something they can compete with.

"In this case, it is somewhat interesting."

The Holy Lord of Hades on the throne was thoughtful.

A few days ago, he did sense that there were warning signs coming from somewhere.

Now it seems that that warning sign is not aimed at his Holy Land of Hades, but all the great forces in the world?

So much so that even the old Taoist priest of Taiyi Sect was completely defeated...

"The Way of Destruction, the Suppressing Prison Tower, until now, Taiyi Sect, Tianyang Mountain, Tiandi Academy, Zhenyun Way..."

"There are nine major sects, and they have all fallen into the hands of Ye Bai."

An old man in black clothes spoke calmly, his eyes flickering with an uncertain light.

"If there is a great change in the world, will there inevitably be monsters born out of nowhere?"

It had only been more than ten years since Ye Bai was born, but he was already so terrifying. The level of terror far exceeded that of the previous Emperor Wu.

Such a character can no longer be described as a genius.

"From ancient times to the present, in every great age, a peerless monster will appear. This is the change of heaven and earth, and it is also the torrent of the times."

"Anyone who dares to resist has been buried in the long river of time."

An old man in white couldn't help but sigh.

"The speed of Ye Bai's rise is extremely rare in ancient and modern times. I think he should have risen to the occasion and was the person who opened up the prosperous age in the future..."

"Mu Yingri, you still say that!"

"Ten years ago, you had said such a thing, and we believed it. But now, Ye Bai has suppressed the ten sects of Dongzhou. If you still want to take action, you will have to point your sword at the Holy Land!"

The next moment, the old man in black became furious!

"Could it be that we are going to abandon the mountain gate, Taozhi Yaoyao!?"

More than just the old man in black?

In the huge palace, many elders from the Holy Land of Hades also looked at the old man in white, Mu Yingri, and their expressions changed.

They have been silent for more than ten years. One reason is because of the sudden disaster ten years ago.

Secondly, it was because of Mu Yingri.

At this time, seeing the danger of raising tigers, they all had complaints against him. However, Mu Yingri's status was extremely high, so they did not dare to contradict him.

"Why not?"

Facing the cold looks from everyone, Mu Yingri looked calm, neither happy nor sad, and his voice did not fluctuate at all: "There is no eternal force in the world, and there is no eternal power!"

"While the Heavenly Lord and the Holy Emperor are still exhausted, how can our Holy Land be strong forever?"

"How ridiculous!"

The old man in black immediately slapped the table and sneered: "I have been in the Holy Land of Hades for millions of years, and geniuses have been born in every generation!"

"Even if Ye Bai is the lord of this lifetime, so what? Can he still rival the eternal glory of our Holy Land?"

"Lin Molong, you have said this rhetoric many times."

Mu Yingri sat still, his eyes clear, reflecting the various expressions of everyone in the hall, he couldn't help but shake his head and said:

"But what did you rely on to become the Great Elder of the Holy Land of Hades?"

"It's just that you have a good old man who took care of everything for you."

boom!

In an instant, the blood was furious!

The sky was already cold at the top of the sky, but at this moment everyone seemed to be in a sea of ​​magma and fire, and the whole hall was shaken by it.

In the vast blood energy, Lin Molong's eyes burned, and substantial flames surrounded his body. He was obviously extremely angry!

"Mu Yingri, are you seeking death!?" (End of Chapter)