Fortune Teller

Langhuan realm.

This place has long been in a state of depression, all living beings are extinct, and all the venerable gods are frightened by Zhu Yan, Dao Protector, and Gu Ximing. Who has the intention to rebuild the sect?

Over the past hundred years, the entire realm has become more and more deserted, and practitioners can hardly be found. The spiritual energy has become more intense, and traces of elixir crystal materials can be seen from time to time.

Suddenly, a majestic figure appeared above Shenhuan Continent.

I saw this person waving his hand, and a large number of practitioners rushed out from the cave Lingbao. Most of them were wearing the costumes of the Eight-Eyed God Sect, and there were also many superpowers with flames and thunder all over their bodies.

The leaders among them are Ji Wenshan and Shen Qi.

"Master Ji, nephew, I am only responsible for guarding this world. As for how to establish a sect and spread Taoism, it is up to you." Venerable Qingshui said loudly.

"Thank you, senior. I will try my best not to disappoint the high priest." Ji Wenshan bowed and immediately began to order his priests to go everywhere.

"Langhuan Realm, the legendary source of Taoism."

Shen Qi looked around, excitement and expectation flashing in his eyes.

In terms of qualifications and status, he is not considered the core of the divine religion. He is at best a rising star. But now, Ji Wenshan has brought him to the Langhuan Realm. As long as he seizes the opportunity and steps into the ninth rank, it is almost certain.

"Master Nephew, there are many sects in the Shenhuan Continent and the formations are densely guarded. You have to be careful and don't rush forward greedy for credit." Ji Wenshan warned, "Opening up a branch sect this time is not only an opportunity, but also a test. If you do it well, There must be a place for you in the teachings of Nei Xingjun.”

"Disciple, obey."

Shen Qi bowed and clasped his fists.

Today's Eight-Eyed Divine Sect is no longer what it used to be. There are many powerful people in the sect. Even the priests of Yaoritai are not qualified to become Star Lords. They must be ninth-grade ancestors or disciples who have made great achievements.

For example, Ji Wenshan relied on his achievements in the battle of Dingyin Mountain to become the core of the sect. In this regard, Lan Chonghe did not give him any preferential treatment.

…

Chessboard realm.

This vast and vast realm has long been turned into ruins. Compared with other realms, the chessboard realm has successively experienced the Suppressing Heaven Locking Formation, the killing of pseudo-realm masters, and the burning of the flame cemetery. Almost no part of it is complete.

Even the secret space of the past has completely collapsed.

"The chessboard realm is the foundation of the Eight-Eyed Sect, and it is also the place where countless priests of the sect have been reincarnated." Lan Chonghe stood in the sky and looked around, "Everyone listens to the order and must complete the arrangement of the teleportation array in the shortest possible time. , In addition, the branches of the sects must be completed as soon as possible, and each lineage and lineage must bring back the fallen disciples as soon as possible according to the Taoist books. "

"As commanded."

The response was like thunder, resounding through the void.

…

The realm of demons and gods.

This place is already full of ruins. The fight between Gu Xiuyun and Zhu Yan once passed by this place. The power comparable to that of the Pseudo Realm Lord destroyed all the ruins in an instant, and even the formation patterns left by the True Dragon Ancestor were much incomplete.

Above the boundary.

The woman in red clothes stood in the air, followed by a group of descendants of the Phoenix clan, and several ninth-grade demon emperors with fierce auras.

"Everything has settled, the Phoenix Clan can finally stand proudly in the world," Emperor Ming's eyes flashed, "Every great catastrophe in the world is both a disaster and an opportunity. This time, the Phoenix Clan will take advantage of the situation and rise up. Return to the top of the monster clan."

"Except for the Dragon Nest, tribesmen are dispatched to all other places to guard the place. The world is in depression. We must rise as quickly as possible."

"I will obey the order."

The descendants of the Phoenix Clan, led by the ninth-grade Demon Emperor, traveled to various places.

Emperor Ming raised his head and looked at the true dragon's lair. There lay a giant golden dragon with an extremely huge body... True Master Longyang was once the master of the dragon clan.

The dragon clan was destroyed, and he had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of rebuilding the clan.

This is what the Lord of the Dragon Clan must do, and it is also the price the Dragon Clan’s True Master must pay to enjoy the inheritance.

…

In the eastern void, there is a rather remote realm.

The Qilin divine beast stood proudly on the top of the void, looking around with two black eyes proudly, "From today on, the Zhiming Realm will be renamed the Wujin Realm. There are three major rules in this realm. One, you are not allowed to eat pork."

"Two, you are not allowed to hide spiritual treasures and treasures privately."

"Third, foxes are prohibited from entering this world. If they see one, they will be killed without mercy."

After the words fell, the expressions of the disciples of the God's Cult suddenly turned dark, "Lord Wu Jin, the first and third items can be done, but the second... without spiritual treasures and treasures, how can we practice!"

"Then remove the second item first."

The black-striped golden dolphin shook its huge buttocks, looked left and right, and disappeared deep into the realm after a moment.

"Uncle Lu, is this realm really under the control of Master Wu Jin?"

Seeing the Qilin beast leaving, the disciples stepped forward one after another.

"Of course not," Patriarch Lu Guang rubbed his forehead, "According to your wishes, this realm is under the control of Priest Gu Yue, but you also know that Priest Gu Yue never pays attention to the affairs of the church, so I will take charge of it. "

"Unexpectedly, when the unicorn heard about this, he actually asked for a command talisman from Priest Gu Yue. Even I had to obey its orders."

"Why should a monster be in charge of a branch of the divine religion? Don't you, my lords, object?" The disciples of the divine religion around them looked dissatisfied.

"Objection? Who dares?"

Patriarch Lu Guang hummed, "This unicorn has been following the high priest for more than ten thousand years. If we anger it, we will all be in trouble. In the eyes of the high priest, it is much more important than us."

"Be careful in the future and don't say too much in front of it. Although this place is remote, it is a realm after all. It is enough for our cultivation needs."

"I'll understand later."

…

The northern void, the realm of Moro.

This is one of the few complete realms. Gu Xiuyun only took away the Ancient Palace of Samsara and the Samsara Heart Formation. As for the stupa and other treasures, they remained in their original places.

However, without Zen Heart Zhenzun, Zangxiang, Lingyun and other venerables, all the twelve demon guardians have also fallen. How could those ninth-level ancestors alone preserve the relics?

Every day, Zen disciples live in fear, waiting for disaster to come.

Half a month later.

A flying boat arrived at the edge of the Moro realm.

Hundreds of bald monks walked out one after another. The monk at the front was very similar to the non-color Arhat in the past, but his aura was completely different, and his whole body was filled with blood fluctuations.

"After twenty thousand years, I finally returned to the Moro Realm. Zen, here I come."

The bald monk looked at the vast realm in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart.

In the past, he was just the soul body of a protector who could not even control his life and death. But now, he is already a venerable bloodline system master.

boom!

The majestic power enveloped the void, terrifying Zen disciples.

"The poor monk is not lustful and will take charge of the Zen sect from today onwards..."

…

Each realm is either controlled by the Eight-Eyed Divine Sect, or falls into the hands of forces such as the Tianxing Palace and the Dao Pavilion.

There are only less than 300 venerables in nearly a hundred realms, which naturally seems empty. Many treasured cultivation places and secret realms of time and space are unoccupied.

This scene will last for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years in the realm of the heavens.

After successive catastrophes, nearly 90% of the lives in the heaven realm have perished, and the remaining true sages and sages are too lazy to establish sects.

What they seek is immortality. If they can follow Gu Ximing and leave the holy world of reincarnation, they can live forever, so why bother being trapped here.

…

The mountain master's quiet room.

Countless black hole particles re-condensed and turned into a red figure, and every ray of true energy turned into blood, revealing a cold and murderous intent.

"You have transcended the physical body of the fourth level and are almost as good as the Eight Dilemma Realm Masters of the bloodline system. You have also integrated the rules of killing. With the power of your physical body, you can break the barrier of the holy world and break out of this world."

The Purple Gold Emperor said loudly, "No matter what, you are a life in the world after all, and the Holy World of Reincarnation has much less restraint on you."

"It's too early to leave now," Gu Xiuyun shook his head slightly, "Besides, it's not easy to take Black Suo Mountain out of the Holy World of Reincarnation."

Leaving the holy world alone and carrying a top treasure are completely different concepts.

Although Black Lock Mountain has fallen silent, it is always suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth. If you want to take this mountain out, you must have stronger power.

"With your current strength, there is no place you can go into the underground abyss. Remember, other places don't matter. Don't go deep into the Ziyang Tomb and Yinling Tomb easily. The existence there is beyond your imagination."

The Purple Gold Emperor warned.

Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly and left a clone on the black jade platform. The main battle clone disappeared without a trace. The flow rate in the quiet room was maintained at about a thousand times. This was also the limit of the black jade platform and the creation space.