A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 116 Large-scale missionary site in Kunlun
The content of the honorable name was slowly recited word by word by the aging snake in an extremely strange yet sacred tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint whisper slowly rose from beside him, and strands of gray mist enveloped the entire cave like a layer of gauze. Suddenly, space and time were chaotic. When the aging snake's senses were almost gone, an eye made of starlight with a monocle appeared in front of it. He looked at the big snake that was lying on the ground reciting prayers like a god looking at a lamb.

"Uh-huh. Ah!"

The miserable screams sounded, and the flesh and blood of the body seemed to be activated. One after another, the flesh strands were like squirming insects, constantly swimming. Mysterious runes are revealed on the bones, the power from the bloodline emerges, the breath of the wild is rising, and the stream of light emerges from between the swimming blood and flesh.

The severe pain in the body constantly stimulates the spirit, causing the starlight in the soul to spread rapidly, eroding one's own consciousness wantonly.

After a while, the eyes disappeared, the gray fog dissipated, and the candlelight in the cave lit up.

I saw a big snake paralyzed on the ground, the scales on its body became strange symbols flickering, and there was a slight silver starlight at the edges, like eyes that were opened one after another. It was extremely weird but at the same time there was a trace of... of holiness.

"Thank you Daojun for your gift."

The aging snake, who felt that his life span had been extended by another three thousand years, had a flash of excitement in his eyes and expressed his sincere thanks.

No matter what the plan of Xuanhuang Daojun is, as long as he has an extra three thousand years of life and can rely on his years of practice and accumulation to try to overcome the catastrophe of breaking through the Daojun level, the Snake Clan can take the absolute initiative in the Kunlun Mountains. right.

For a tribe that has Dao Lord-level monks to suppress it, even if something major happens in the future that will affect the survival of the tribe, at least it will have the power to stand in line, and the entire tribe will not be wiped out suddenly and silently.

For Daojun Xuanhuang who gave him a chance to break through, the old snake's inner fear gradually dissipated, and at the same time he developed a trace of faith in him.

"Oh God's will, fortunately, the younger generation who had the opportunity to attain enlightenment have been sent out."

The aging snake shook his head and put away his gradually diverging thoughts and the abnormal condition of his body, opened many formations, opened the stone door and came out of the cave.

"Everyone, I have fulfilled your request and leave the Snake Clan." The old snake said to the surrounding void without any emotion.

A gloomy voice came from the void, "I want to check your body and spirit to see what changes have occurred."

"Yes, we need to take a look."

"Open your soul and show us!"

"This is also for your own good. What if there is something you can't check out?"

"."

There were voices coming from different directions in the void, urging him to open his soul so that everyone could check it out.

The old snake didn't seem to think that they were such bastards, and immediately roared angrily, "You bully snakes too much!"

Checking the soul is tantamount to exposing one's secrets to the sun for others to browse, and any monk would not agree to it under normal circumstances. What's more, he is still the ancestor of the Snake lineage. Once you check his soul, you know all the secrets of the Snake lineage. This is completely a drunkard's intention. The race that knows all the secrets can already be declared extinct.

"We just want to know about the 'big medicine'."

"Yes, don't be stubborn."

"This is all for your own good. For the sake of your snake-like tribe, open up your soul."

"."

Looking at the aging snake that had been completely sealed by them in the surrounding void, he suddenly sneered a few times. "Since you want to see it so much, then take a look. Look carefully and carefully."

Before the great saints who stayed in the void and had just sealed off the space where he was retreating could react, a soul shining with bright starlight walked out of the aging snake's body and came to the eyes of many great saints.

"Hey, is the old guy from the Snake Clan taking the road on the side of the stars? Why is his soul in such a weird shape?" A great sage suddenly said.

"It should be the influence of the 'big medicine'." A great sage responded.

An ancestor of the ethnic group said, "Is there really no problem with such a soul?"

It's a pity that there is no great sage to respond to the answer this time, because the spirit of the aging snake has shed its "shell" and directly revealed the contents inside.

However, the aging snake immediately showed the memory of a certain Taoist master in the soul, so...
When a strange but sacred prayer was released from the memory, the surrounding space and time were instantly confused, invisible gray fog rose, and dense eyes seemed to grow out of the air, watching all the lives present.

After the prayer in the memory ended, the aging snake located in the field quickly revealed its "original" appearance - a large snake composed of countless worm-like flesh and bones and a skeleton shining with the glory of blood.

"I pray for your favor, I pray for your attention, I pray for you to send down your great hymn, so that all living beings can hear your gospel!"

After the aging snake finished praying, its body immediately assumed a posture that was impossible for a normal snake body. After using the body as a line, it seems to form a line of eyes outlined with a simple brush.

"What are you doing?!"

"Stop!"

"."

Countless panicked figures were forced to come out of the void and began to attack, trying to stop this "technical ritual" that gave them an extremely weird feeling.

"It's too late, Daojun's eyes have already lowered."

The aging snake saw countless powerful attacks coming towards it and had no intention of defending. It just chanted the name "Xuanhuang Daojun" like a devout believer.

"Card!"

The scene gradually solidified, and all the attacks on the aging snake, all the lives that were not favored by Daojun Xuanhuang, and even the space that was not contaminated by starlight became a static painting, reflecting the image of "Daojun Xuanhuang" Power.

At this time, an extremely strange, twisted, but unusual hymn of the Holy Spirit descended from the sky, and every sentence praised his greatness and his merits.

The "holy" gospel floated into the ears of all the beings present. Except for the aging snake who unconsciously sang along, the other great saints all had frightened looks in their eyes.

"Hereby"

"Wave"

"Card"

The sounds of the "transformation" of the bodies of the great saints began to be heard, making every trace of blood and bone take on the "starry sky color" that "Xuanhuang Daojun" loved, making every ray of soul listen to "Xuanhuang Daojun" "Tell the Gospel!"

(End of this chapter)