Chapter 229 Under the Desolate Monument
"Although you have entered the Eight Yuan, you can't lose the reward from the sect, so you should go to the Soul Locking Array. Even if it can't help you break through another realm, it's good to consolidate the Eight Yuan realm." Ying Xuanzi waved his sleeves lightly, and the sky-wide light array covering the ancient Xian Yuan tree in the center of the lake automatically cracked a hole, and the soft Qi force swept Lin Dong to the center of the lake and placed him under the ancient Xian Yuan tree. "Hua La La!" As soon as Lin Dong fell into the array, the thick Yuan force around him rushed into his body through his skin pores. The feeling of pleasure made him subconsciously let out a comfortable moan. "Concentrate your mind, I will mobilize the power of the array to help you." Ying Xuanzi's voice had just fallen, and the monstrous Nirvana Qi drawn from the nine Dan Rivers was divided into two, half of which continued to be poured into the ancient Xian Yuan tree, and the other half was poured into Lin Dong's body. "Swallow the ancestral talisman, swallow the world!"
Lin Dong, who was bathed in the Nirvana Yuan Liquid, gritted his teeth, and then pinched out an ancient seal with his hands. A faint devouring power spread, and a palm-sized black hole vortex emerged.
The black hole vortex quickly expanded to a size of several feet, hanging behind him like a black sun, and finally completely wrapped him in it. The extremely terrifying devouring power burst out instantly.
One after another, the red light pillars transformed by the pure Yuan force fell into the huge vortex black hole like young swallows returning to their nests. After further purification, they were continuously poured into Lin Dong's body.
Even a large part of the Yuan force torrent that was supposed to flow to the Xianyuan Ancient Tree was involved and swallowed down at a very terrifying speed.
"Swallowing the ancestral talisman In that case, I will let you swallow enough!"
Ying Xuanzi smiled slightly when he saw this, and his handprint changed. Then the huge light array covering most of the lake changed again. Under the cover of the sky full of light, it accelerated the extraction of nine Dan rivers flowing out of the void.
......
Lin Dong sat in the Soul Locking Array for seven days and seven nights!
"Boom!"
Extremely violent Yuanli fluctuations rippled wildly from his body, and several red areas appeared on his fair skin, with faint white smoke lingering.
However, perhaps because of the lack of stamina, the red area quickly dissipated after eroding a small part of Lin Dong's skin, and disappeared completely in an instant.
"Oh? The top eight realms are still unable to trigger the ninth level of Nirvana. Haha, I am greedy. After all, this kid has just passed the eighth level of Nirvana. It is quite good to be able to reach this point." Above the lake, the white-clothed figure sitting cross-legged on a lotus quietly opened his eyes. In his eyes, everything seemed to rise and fall, and the years passed. "Buzz! Boom!" As soon as the voice fell, thunder and strong winds suddenly blew in the sky in the center of the lake. The overbearing thunder and the fierce strange wind entangled together, quickly forming an extremely strange and destructive force. Indistinctly, it seemed to summon the spirit body of the person below to accept the violent baptism of the wind and thunder power. The ninth level of wind and thunder tribulation has arrived! "Swish!" At this moment, a figure wrapped in a rich golden light with an ancient rune on his head rushed into the thick cloud layer mixed with rich wind and thunder power, and instantly turned the thunderclouds upside down. "Oh? The ninth level of wind and thunder tribulation? So this kid is preparing to attack the Nine Seal Heavenly Talisman Master. However, the spirit energy that envelops his spiritual body is so rich. It seems that he has already completed most of the step of breaking the pill and conceiving the god." The man in white looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky. His sight seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles and clearly see the scene in the wind and thunder tribulation. The whistling sound of the wind and thunder power lasted for most of the day, and then slowly dissipated. A tall and handsome figure stepped out of the big formation at the right time. "Thank you for your help, Master!" The handsome young man with a free and easy temperament bowed and behaved very freely. "Well, half a month later is the day when the Great Desolate Monument will be opened again. I hope you will not let me down and must bring the Great Desolate Sutra back to my Dao Sect." The man in white, sitting cross-legged on a green lotus, smiled warmly. "Yes, disciple, I will obey your order!" A sonorous and powerful voice responded immediately. ......
"Boom!"
As an unusually large wave spread throughout the Daoist ancestral temple, a withered and yellow giant peak in the deepest part of the Desolate Palace suddenly began to tremble violently, and the huge cracks on the mountain spread rapidly like a spider web.
A towering ancient monument that was a thousand feet high immediately broke out of the mountain with this extremely shocking posture, and reappeared in this world after five years.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Under the leadership of the masters of each hall, the disciples of each hall who had been ready to go lined up in neat teams and marched towards the depths of the Desolate Palace.
It was only half an hour after the towering ancient monument was born, and the place where it was born was already full of Daoist disciples and elders, and the scene was very grand.
"The Great Desolate Monument..."
Looking at the mountain that was still shaking, looking at the gray-yellow ancient monument filled with a strong wild aura, I don't know how many Daoist masters murmured with flushed faces.
The Great Desolate Monument carries the inheritance of the Great Desolate Sutra, the first of the four great scriptures of Dao Sect. Its appearance means that Dao Sect has the opportunity to touch the Great Desolate Sutra again.
In the Desolate Palace camp, Chen Zhen and Wu Dao, the two main and deputy palace masters, arrived together. Even Gu Mo, who always guarded the Martial Arts Hall and swore to die, quietly stood behind them.
Yes, today Gu Mo can no longer be called a "blind old man". This old man can already see things normally with the naked eye like ordinary people.
"Senior Brother Gu Mo, it's really rare to see you walk out of my deserted martial arts hall. I remember that the last time senior brother left the martial arts hall was twelve years ago."
Looking at the old man in gray with bright eyes, Chen Zhen was filled with emotions.
"That's because there has never been anyone outside the martial arts hall that I like, and now there is." Gu Mo, who seemed to be pointing out something, stood with his hands behind his back and said quietly.
"Senior Brother mentioned that there has only been one person like this in my palace for hundreds of years."
Chen Zhen sighed with mixed emotions, looking back with half relief and half emotion, towards the tall and tall figure.
More than 3,000 official disciples of the Desolate Palace appeared here one by one, arranged in a neat queue, and five figures with obscure auras guarded the front.
The four true disciples of Huangdian, who used to be so majestic in the past, are honestly one step behind, guarding the tall figure in the center.
One after another, fanatical and admiring gazes were cast from the array, all falling on the tall figure in the center. That was the chief of their desolate palace!
Entering the sect is the true inheritance. In nine days, he became the chief. In a few months, he jumped from the six-element nirvana state to the eight-element peak state. His cultivation level was completely comparable to the terrifying existence of the chief of the Dihong Second Hall.
This is the chief senior brother of their Huangdian Palace!