Chapter 667 Sacrifice to the Ancestor

Chapter 667 Sacrifice to the Ancestor

The five realms of Hehuan.

The West Land of Xingluo.

The five domains vary in size and can indeed form a huge territory.

Because in the west, the climate is mild and suitable, and the afterglow of the setting sun will hang in the distant sky and shine for a long time. This also causes the spiritual plants in the five regions to mature earlier than in other places. Resources.

Rule the eight seas with the earth.

These are the five domains of Hehuan Sect.

No.

It should now be called Taiyi Five Domains.

Thirteen years have passed since the last time the Hehuan Sect was defeated.

The Hehuan Sect had long ago used a giant ship to carry away its disciples. I heard that one of Zhuxi's senior brothers was old, so he invited Zhuxi to return to the East Wasteland and hand over the territory he had conquered to Zhuxi to take over. The only requirement was that Zhuxi take over. Xi wants to protect his disciples and descendants.

Overjoyed and overjoyed.

He had just suffered a defeat in Xingluo, and he was worried that he had no way to seek help from the Shangzong. Unexpectedly, someone gave him a pillow when he fell asleep.

So he agreed and took away about 20% of the resources from the five regions. In fact, Zhuxi really didn't want to leave. He couldn't bear to give away the business that he had built for thousands of years.

Let’s talk about the population resources on this large territory.

If nothing unexpected happens, a Nascent Soul monk will be born in two to three hundred years.

Now the Taiyi Sect is in vain.

The clan was established for a period of one year.

Taiyi Sect completely controls the five domains.

There wasn't much chaos, everything was going on in an orderly manner.

Differentiate and win over, give both kindness and power.

Relying on the powerful force, they quickly unified and sorted out the stalls left by the Hehuan Sect.

The only major event should be that Jin'ao Palace, which had been relocated together with Taiyi Sect, was completely integrated into the sect, and Jin'ao Zhenjun became the Supreme Elder of Taiyi Sect.

With the mainstay of Jin'ao Palace, Taiyi Sect's foundation has made a qualitative leap.

In addition, most of the disciples who cannot be taken away by the Hehuan Sect have changed their sect and joined the Taiyi Sect. Qi practitioners can wait for the foundation to be established before changing their skills. This connection will not have any bad effects.

Foundation-building monks can directly modify it. Although it will delay the speed of practice, the sect has compensation measures.

Those who modify the practice not only have the status of disciples, but also receive spiritual stones and elixirs to support their practice.

Of course, one can gain disciple status without changing the practice.

Taiyi has no sectarian views. Most of these monks practice Qi and build foundations, and they are very malleable.

The Hehuan Sect has left. If they want to practice other skills, they have to work hard on their own. In the future, they will still find that only the sect has the grand road, and they will understand what they should do.

As Taiyi said, what Taiyi Sect needs to do next is to convert all resources into strength, which requires a stable environment. Therefore, even if the Yuandao League, Dan League, and Qi League take advantage, it will be great for the sect.

Taiyi Sect eats meat, but also has to let the helpers who help in the battle drink soup.

It happened that Tushanjun also discussed one of the issues with Taiyi.

Standing in front of the brand new Yuguan Palace, looking at the sky and water in the distance, and having a panoramic view of the five realms, it seems that as long as you raise your hand, you can touch the stars in the sky, and lower your head, you can overlook the thousands of frosts. Even he is excited. Pengpai's face turned red, and he felt an ethereal feeling from the bottom of his heart that the world was in my hands.

It seemed that as long as he held his hands tightly, everything would be shattered as he wished.

At this time, Taiyi thought about the various properties he had disposed of after moving here. The biggest ones must be the Hehuan Sect's brothels and high-walled brothels. These are mountains of gold and silver that can't be mined even if money is made every day. As long as By holding it tightly, Taiyi Sect can fully absorb it and turn it into a entrenched blue dragon.

But he was stopped by Tu Shanjun.

In my mind, this was the first time Tu Shanjun stopped him from doing this.

Tushanjun that day was no different from usual. He also did not see any emotional fluctuations in his scarlet white eyes and pure black pupils, let alone any memories or sighs. He was only calm and majestic, like stars in the dark night. , only a faint light but eternal.

He did not ask Tushanjun why he stopped him, but he was a little surprised that Tushan would say this and was puzzled by it.

Of course, Tu Shanjun did not explain, but said: "Since our sect is the authentic sect of Xuanmen, we should not let the female streamers be the sect's raft. After all, they are the sect's disciples."

He suddenly clapped his hands and said: "That's exactly what it should be!"

He knew how great the resistance was to stop this matter, and that the interests involved were too wide for two or three people to explain clearly. However, this move was also to prevent the female disciples of the sect from becoming the targets of others. Now that they have become the Taiyi Sect A disciple should be protected by the sect.

Taiyi nodded in agreement.

So the business was split up and transferred to Yuandao League, Dan League, and Qi League, and they were happy to accept it.

But what makes Taiyi feel strange is that he doesn't seem to understand Tushanjun's meaning.

Looking back suddenly, at that moment, in Taiyi's eyes, Tushanjun's face looked very cold and hard, covered with a light gray mist, with only a pair of scarlet ghost eyes shining in the mist.

Choose people to eat!

He suddenly couldn't see his junior brother's face clearly.

Obviously nothing has changed.

Logically speaking, he should be the person who knows Tushanjun best in the entire Xingluo.

But it seemed that at that time, it was like meeting him for the first time.

From then on, Tu Shanjun appeared less and less. He was either meditating at the Dan Peak and refining elixirs or writing scriptures to teach his disciples, but did not take care of any secular affairs. Taiyi didn't ask for it. He was so busy every day that he wished he could split one day into two and use it until today, sixty years later.

Outside the Jade Official Hall, an elegant middle-aged man wearing a milky white robe and a three-beaded flower crown coughed again, and his handkerchief was completely soaked with blood.

His face was very pale, and the bronze lamp in the hall was swaying unsteadily. There was no whistling wind, and only the faint shadow of the candle flickered under the interlacing lights.

"Cough, cough..."

Taiyi didn't look at the handkerchief, but at his palms. Tiny hairs grew on the backs of his hands. The khaki hairs were much thicker than fine hairs.

He stared for a long time before he turned his palm and dropped it. As the magic power flashed, the fluff on the back of his hand quickly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Bada.

Entering the apse with bare feet.

Come to the Patriarch Hall.

The long hall is bright.

The copper lamps on both sides are inlaid on the tall pillars, which are neat and bright and look spotless.

There is only one white jade statue in the Patriarch Hall, and it is unclear what it looks like. Even if you stare carefully, you will feel that you can see men, women, and children in it. There is no specific one. This white jade statue was brought by him from the sect.

That accident happened too quickly, and another landslide and tsunami erupted, and the whole world was darkened. There is only so much he can take away.

Otherwise, the foundation of Etaiyi Shengxian Sect would not have allowed him to live in such a miserable state. First, he hibernated in the Small Wasteland for hundreds of years, and then he got the Soul Flag and came to Xingluo.

Reminiscing about the past.

He would not choose the Small Wilderness Territory because it was too small.

The monks are not strong enough and have insufficient resources. The most important thing is that the Wanfa Sect is absolutely dominant there. If he wants to make a big difference, he must offend the Wanfa Sect.

Those few people would never allow him to establish a sect in the Xiaohuang Territory. This would shake the hard-won stability.

Coupled with the fact that Master Yuyan is about to expire, the situation becomes tense.

Originally, Taiyi had considered the feasibility of establishing a sect in Xiaohuang Territory, but later gave up on it. Even if he didn't get the Soul Reverend Banner, he would still come to Xingluo, but the situation at that time would obviously not be like it is now.

Maybe just like what Kun Yun and the Tianpeng Sect said, they could choose a land a hundred thousand miles away to settle down, and then slowly save up and develop. I don't know if the remaining few hundred years of life will be enough.

Taiyi laughed sadly.

This lifespan is obviously not enough.

The monk's life will not be increased by taking the body, and the many secret techniques to delay life will not extend the life, at most it will make people barely alive. He knew many ways to use secret techniques to maintain consciousness, but what was the use of it? Only the consciousness remained without the power, and it would only slowly die out in the end.

And he has bound the soul flag, and he will definitely enter the flag when his life span ends.

He couldn't avoid it then, and he can't avoid it now.

It's not that Taiyi has never thought about avoiding the soul flag, but he doesn't even know how to collect souls from the soul flag, so how can he avoid it.

All spells must be activated. This activation may involve the lighting up of lines, the movement of spiritual power, or the display of magical powers. The only way he could think of to break free of the soul flag was to smash the spiritual treasure.

Maybe as long as the spirit treasure is destroyed and turned into a pile of scrap metal, the soul flag can avoid the pull of the Yin God.

Once he refines the spiritual treasure, he may be able to escape and die in the flag, but he will break the sect's pillar of heaven with his own hands. From then on, the sect will not have the protection of the pinnacle great true king, nor the eight Nascent Soul ghost kings to protect the way. Not to mention the Ghost King Killing Formation of the Ten Directions as the sect's foundation to resist incoming enemies.

How could he destroy the wall himself?

Of course, the relationship between senior brothers is also an influencing factor.

When the two of them cooperated, Taiyi always wanted Tushanjun to live upright, so he took on the role of a master and accepted a disciple so that Tushanjun could get the inheritance of Taiyi's Shengxian Sect. After so many years of fighting, they naturally have deep feelings for him.

Thinking of this, Taiyi couldn't help but laugh.

Two dead people unexpectedly became brothers.

The moment Taiyi opened his eyes and became Taiyi, he realized that he was dead.

After all, he is a dead man.

Not to mention Tushanjun.

Strictly speaking, he may not even be a human being.

Taiyi walked to the stone statue of the founder, took three incense sticks, lit them with the flame of the incense burner, and flicked out the candles on the incense sticks.

Holding the incense in both hands, he bowed respectfully.

Get up again.

The sky and earth around the jade statue of the Patriarch were bright.

Look into the distance.

The clouds are rolling and the sky is blue.

To all sides.

A vast pool, thousands of rivers and mountains.

Holding three sticks of incense with head raised,

Taiyi was wearing a milky white ceremonial robe, a three-flower beaded crown on his head, and silver-white iron boots on his feet. He looked back at the person standing not far from him, who was also wearing a white robe, with a slender figure and red hair. , golden and white robes, a tall and tall female cultivator with slits in her robes, an elderly monk who is thin and ordinary, with flying temples, a three-inch penis, a devil who looks like a kid,...

Later.

The aura of cultivation is like the true inheritance of a scorching little sun.

As well as the endless inner disciples wearing long uniforms.

"Festival!"

"world."

"bye!"

"Ancestor."

"present."

"become!"

The disciples of the sect held a stick of incense, and the curling smoke made Taiyi feel a little dazed.

It turns out that the sect is already so powerful.

Do the math in your mind.

It turns out that it has been a hundred years since we arrived in Xingluo.

Bow down again.