Chapter 470 Frequent Appearances of Ancient Powers
"Ahem, Lin Dong, since you have become the master of the plane, can you please use the eye of the plane to help me find the whereabouts of that boy from the Great Desolate King? I want to know if the last bit of that boy's true spirit has been reincarnated. Obliterated."
Encouraged by Zu Shi's great gods, the Great Desolate Monument said tentatively.
"Senior Great Desolate Emperor who is lost in the endless reincarnation? Don't worry, as long as he still has a little bit of his true spirit, I will pull him out of the reincarnation."
Lin Dong nodded thoughtfully, and lightly touched his eyebrows with two fingers. A crack appeared, and a chaotic eyeball transformed by the chaotic aura quietly opened. He cast his gaze on the world and launched a carpet-like search.
...
Dahuang County of the Great Yan Dynasty, the main city of the Eagle Sect.
The Supreme Elder Mingxuan, who was instructing the Ying Sect disciples to practice, suddenly stiffened and his expression changed rapidly, as if he had been swept away by something.
"boom!!!"
Before the surrounding disciples who noticed the abnormality could call for help, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from under his thin body, and a disc with a diameter of tens of thousands of feet buzzed above his head.
The disk rotates slowly, without beginning or end, just like reincarnation.
"The Disk of Reincarnation, a powerful person at the peak of the second level of reincarnation, how is this possible?!"
Jiang Xue, the head of the Eagle Sect who came over after hearing the news, stared at this scene in a daze, feeling at a loss. She had already worshiped this senior of the Great Wilderness Sect as her teacher.
"My sect gave birth to another sect, and my sect died and my sect died. It turns out that I have always been in the Great Desolate Sect. I have been reincarnated for many lives, going round and round, but I didn't expect that I could not let go of the Great Desolate Sect in the end, and went to the disaster together with the sect I created."
When Mingxuan opened his eyes again, his eyes were filled with endless vicissitudes of life.
"Teacher Mingxuan, are you also a reincarnation person?"
Jiang Xue fell to the ground and looked at her master with complicated eyes.
"That's right, Xue'er. I have to go see someone first and come back in a few days. Maybe the sect should change its name by then."
Mingxuan, who had completely restrained his aura, nodded gently to Jiang Xue, and left in a hurry before leaving just a few words.
In the vast void.
"Huh? That direction seems to be the direction of the Demon Realm. Are there other reincarnations? Let me take a look..."
Lin Dong, who had awakened the Great Wild Emperor, was just about to look away when his heart suddenly jumped and he immediately "looked" over.
Beast War Territory, Sixiang Mountains.
Xuan Shuai Luo Tong in the Four Elephant Palace, a genius from the Jiufeng Clan, one of the four major hegemonic clans in the Demon Realm, was slowly bowing to the void somewhere, sighing faintly: "Jiu Feng Clan Luo Xuanjian" Pass Master Wu Zu.”
"Buzz!"
The space suddenly distorted and faintly condensed into a handsome face.
The illusory human face looked up and down at the person who was prostrating, as if he had re-acquainted himself with the demon commander in his palace, and said with great interest: "Luo Xuan? Ancestor of the Jiufeng Clan? In the ancient war, he was personally attacked by the Heavenly King Palace. The one who was obliterated?"
"Yes, I am the contemporary patriarch of our clan during the ancient war. After being wiped out by the Heavenly King Palace, a few remaining souls escaped into reincarnation. Fortunately, the reincarnation was successful. However, because the Yuanling was severely injured, he was unable to wake up."
"If Lord Martial Ancestor hadn't come to help today, Luo Xuan's true spirit might never have been able to awaken."
"Luo Tong" bowed respectfully.
"I heard that you're pretty good at Nine Phoenix Transformation Light. We can communicate more when we have time. Well, we have guests coming, so that's it."
The chuckle fell, and the illusory human face collapsed.
"Lord Martial Ancestor, this subordinate..."
"Luo Tong", who was about to express his loyalty to the palace master, smiled silently and bitterly when he saw this.
Damn it, after all, I am the ancestor of the Jiufeng Clan, a super strong man who is infinitely close to the triple catastrophe of reincarnation, and has wiped out the existence of countless different demon kings in ancient wars.
Who would have thought that this big boss didn't take him to heart at all.
Daozong, deep in the deserted palace.
"Senior Dahuang Monument, I didn't expect you to save me again this time."
The former guardian of the ancient sect bowed his thanks to the Great Desolation Monument.
"No, no, it was our Lord Martial Ancestor who pulled you out of reincarnation."
Dahuang Monument waved his hand with a smile and gave way.
"Should I call you Senior Mingxuan or Senior Emperor Dahuang?"
Lin Dong, who was sitting cross-legged deep in the hall, looked at the visitor with a smile.
"One thing, it made Lord Martial Ancestor laugh."
The Great Huang Emperor twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and immediately took out a ball of light and handed it to Lin Dong: "Back then, I absorbed the obsessions of thousands of strong men from sects into my body. The others have been completely integrated with me, except for the black pupil... the black pupil. The spirit of the teacher still exists.”
"Master Wu Zu, please take a look and see if there is still hope for the teacher to return."
"Oh, Senior Heitong? That's what you should do."
Lin Dong suppressed his smile after hearing this, and took the ball of light with both hands with a solemn expression.
...
"Lord Lin Dong, you have worked tirelessly to resurrect three seniors, so you should take a rest."
After the two Great Huang Emperors left hand in hand, Xinqing finally couldn't help but speak, her words full of distress.
"Don't worry, we still have the last one left. This senior's identity is somewhat special."
"who?"
"Lord Fu Zu." Lin Dong smiled.
"But hasn't Master Fuzu already burned his reincarnation and passed away?"
Xinqing subconsciously exclaimed, but suddenly thought of the Devouring Lord.
"It seems that you have thought of something. In fact, Fu Zu left behind more fragments of reincarnation than the Devouring Lord. There are traces of him everywhere including the nine divine objects, the plane sealing formation, and purgatory... , the difficulty lies in finding it and taking it out.”
"Xinqing, stay here, I'll come back as soon as I can."
Lin Dong moved and disappeared instantly.
His first stop will be purgatory.
The final gatekeeper of the spiritual cultivation place created by Fu Zu was a trace of Fu Zu's soul. It was surprisingly pure.
There is also a plane blocking formation...
Lin Dong returned from being out for a few days and spent a full month in seclusion.
Just as Xinqing, who was guarding outside the hall, was worried about whether the resurrection had failed, the second Dao Ancestor's wave was born in the hall, causing the nine-tailed sky fox to lie on the ground in pain and joy.
Inside the palace.
"Thank you Martial Ancestor for helping me and pulling me out of eternal sleep."
The old man in linen clothes crawled out from the coffin of life and death, wearing a pair of cloth shoes. His beard and hair were all white. His old face was covered with ravines, but his eyes that should have been cloudy were extremely clear, unexpectedly bright and vicissitudes of life, and there seemed to be endless meaning in them. The ups and downs of reincarnation.
In the ancestral realm, he turned out to be a strong man in the ancestral realm.
"Lord Fuzu, you don't have to be polite. In a sense, Lin Dong is also one of the successors of Lord Fuzu's Taoism. Many of the things he learned come from you."
"Sir, there is no need to call me Fu Zu. If Martial Ancestor doesn't mind, just call me Fu Zu. As for the name, I have long forgotten it. I only remember that all living beings call me Fu Zu and call me the ancestor who saves the world."
The old man in sackcloth had a kind smile on his face, and the extremely rich waves of reincarnation surrounded him, giving him the aloofness of an ancient man.
"Okay, Fu Zu, would you like to know how to step into the true realm of Heavenly Supreme?"
"What did you say?!"
Fuzu's old figure suddenly straightened up, and the sky-reaching Yuanli storm loomed behind him, forming an endless ocean of energy that distorted the void. A drop of water was enough to kill a strong man in the reincarnation realm.
ps: The next chapter will sort out the emotional lines.