Chapter 251 The Great Saint Zhenwu!
“Shua shua shua!”
When Chu Xun made rapid progress in the art of formation, the outside world was not calm either. The Lord of the Desolate Heaven Palace entered the forbidden area of the Desolate Heaven Palace and took away a treasure, a quasi-emperor weapon.
This caused a stir in the Desolate Heaven Palace. The quasi-emperor weapon was the treasure of the Desolate Heaven Palace, and it could not be used easily. Unless it was a crisis for the sect, it was not allowed to be carried easily, even by the Lord of the Fifth Palace, because if it was accidentally dropped outside, it might cause the loss of the quasi-emperor weapon, which was not allowed by the Desolate Heaven Palace.
In the forbidden area.
Many elders.
All stood up to dissuade him!
However.
The Lord of the Desolate Heaven Palace insisted on his own way. This return was not only to seek reinforcements, but also to be more fully prepared, because knowing what was contained in the life forbidden area of Ruzhou, could clearly and effectively respond. If it was simply to seek reinforcements, there was no need to come back, and only follow-up personnel could follow up.
"No need to dissuade me!"
"I am determined!"
"There will be no danger!"
The elders of the Desolate Heaven Palace watched the Palace Master of the Desolate Heaven Palace take away the quasi-emperor weapon. Even though the Palace Master said it with all his heart, they were still unsure, because this time the Palace Master of the Desolate Heaven Palace took away the quasi-emperor weapon and tasted the sweetness. He knew the usefulness of the imperial weapon and would still use it next time when he encountered trouble. There would always be a day when he would encounter setbacks and lose the imperial weapon. That would be the truly terrible thing.
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Zhongzhou.
Liuli Palace.
A true holy place, even in Zhongzhou, where there are hundreds of schools of thought, supreme inheritance, and ancient Taoist traditions, Liuli Palace can still occupy a place, not only because of the cultivation, but also because the Liuli Palace has too many connections, and is involved with those imperial forces, and no one can easily shake it.
At this moment, the Saint of Liuli Palace, Li Sheng, came to the palace hall alone to pay homage to the master. Unlike the Palace Master of the Desolate Heaven Palace, she has one vote to make decisions, and can still go her own way even if the saints oppose.
Even though she was a saint and had great power in this Glazed Palace, it was extremely difficult for her to apply for a quasi-emperor weapon, so she wanted her master to come forward and get her a quasi-emperor weapon.
Bronze lamp!
Facing the master's question.
This big man who was at the top level on the Saint List chose to remain silent, as well-behaved as a little girl, and her master also briefly pondered and got her this quasi-emperor weapon.
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Faraway place.
Number 7.
He also pondered slightly and said softly: "Number 5 and Number 6 are very likely to be strong people on the Saint List. This time, even the two of them can't save Number 4. Even if I and Number 9 are added, it is estimated that the effect will not be great. We need a magic weapon to turn the tide."
Thinking and doing.
Number 7 started walking.
Walking forward in an ancient Taoist school, there are bronze and porcelain, or rusty bells and tripods everywhere, all of which are extremely ancient objects, and even some immortal gold used to refine imperial weapons, just scattered on the ground, enough to see the horrifying origin of No. 7.
"Hey!"
"Old man!"
"I'll take an imperial weapon!"
"Go out for a walk!"
"Come back from the party!"
"Bang!"
A pile of things rumbled out of the dilapidated hall, and a slightly resentful voice rang out: "You think the imperial weapon is a cabbage, you just want to control the imperial weapon not long after you entered the Great Saint Realm, are you afraid that others will not be jealous of the imperial weapon in your hand?"
"Then old man, give me a quasi-imperial weapon to play with first!" No. 7 grinned, and crawled out of the pile of scattered things without caring, and said with a smile.
"Bang!"
A treasure came crashing down!
Number 7's eyes were bright, he raised his hand and grabbed it, grinning and saying, "Old man, I'll take this quasi-emperor weapon first. Remember to refine a set of suitable emperor weapons for me in a few days. I feel that it won't take long for me to break through to the quasi-emperor level. It's really boring to stay on the Saint List."
The terrifying life wave faintly came from the hall. Number 7 grinned, patted his butt and quickly slipped away, grinning and laughing: "Slipped away, slipped away!"
Walking out of this ancient Taoist sect, Number 7 stroked the quasi-emperor weapon in his hand with shining eyes, grinning and saying happily: "Tsk tsk, my method is still useful. If I ask this old man for a quasi-emperor weapon directly, I don't know how he will make things difficult for me. This time I asked for an emperor weapon first, and then asked for a quasi-emperor weapon as a second choice. It really works."
"Hehe!"
"Slipped away!"
"Slipped away!"
Humming a little tune.
Wandering away from here.
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Donglin Sect
Chu Xun was also practicing. Everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him. He just felt a little inexplicable uneasiness during his practice. This made him frown and open his eyes. This was the first time he had such an understanding since he started practicing. He pinched his fingers and murmured, "Why did this shocking change happen?"
Thinking carefully.
I practiced all the way.
I didn't offend any strong enemies.
Even if it was the Lord of the Battle Palace, Chu Xun was not afraid of it at all with his current cultivation. If the three were combined, even the Lord of the Battle Palace would be defeated, or even easily suppressed. In this case, who could make him palpitate, the forbidden land of Ruzhou? He couldn't help but think of a person he had forgotten for a long time.
Zhongzhou.
A certain supreme dynasty.
In an ancient palace.
A young man in a black robe sat cross-legged there, with terrible Tao rhyme fluctuations flowing around his body. His long black hair was messy and scattered on his chest and back. A pair of closed eyes opened silently, and his black pupils were sharp, and his eyes were fluctuating. He explained calmly: "Xiaonan!"
"Master, Qin Nan is here!" A young man with gorgeous clothes and extraordinary temperament looked respectfully at the black-clothed youth who was sitting there, with endless awe in his eyes, because this was the Great Saint Zhenwu, the son-in-law of the Qin Dynasty, who married his aunt, the sister of the current Emperor Qin.
And the Great Saint Zhenwu himself was also a man of extraordinary talent. Now, at a young age, he has ranked in the top three of the Saint List. If the master is willing, he can even be named the first on the Saint List. In addition, the master could have broken through to the Quasi-Emperor realm early in these years, but he was accumulating something and had not broken through. Now, he finally woke up from seclusion. Is he ready to break through to the Quasi-Emperor?
"How much cultivation has been achieved!" The young man in black robes said calmly with deep pupils.
"Reply to Master!"
"Eighth level of Saint!"
"Not bad!"
The young man in black robe nodded gently, his dark eyes also fluctuated, and he said: "It is not very useful to continue to practice hard in the Qin Dynasty. When I rose to power, I had a little karma with the Wasteland State. I will send you to settle it this time, and sharpen yourself by the way!"
"Wasteland State?"
Qin Nan whispered to himself.
But there was a lot of contempt in his expression.
"Don't underestimate him. He was also an old enemy of mine back then. He was defeated and then rebuilt. Now he has made rapid progress and must have reached the eighth level of Saint, or even the ninth level of Saint. Killing him this time is the result of your experience. Go!" The young man in black robe had a cold look in his eyes. Even though he had woken up from seclusion, he didn't think Chu Xun was worthy of him going to the Wasteland State in person.
The past is heavy.
It has become his homeland.
His disciple has reached the eighth level of Saint. He only hopes that Chu Xun is not too weak. It would be a pity if he can't even train his disciples.