Chapter 1367 Caring about the ethnic group

Chapter 1367 Caring about the ethnic group

On a black mountain far away, several figures appeared as the void trembled, and on the ground, there was actually a "corpse."

It was Huanling Zun and Bian Wuyu and others.

"Great Ling Zun, why did you let Duze go?" Bian Wuyu looked at Duze's body on the ground, hesitated for a while, and then spoke.

Huanling Zun couldn't help but sighed softly when he heard it.

"I didn't expect that Duze's daughter was actually a body of all poisons. I think it's related to Duze's practice of the Heavenly Poison Immortal Sutra. If he practices the Heavenly Poison Immortal Sutra again, his future achievements will be limitless. Originally, I did have the intention to kill them, but now I have changed my mind." Huanling Zun finished speaking, and pointed again, hitting Duze's eyebrows.

"You have all practiced for more than 10,000 years. I think you have heard that if the body of ten thousand poisons can go one step further and enter the body of the devil of heavenly poison, it can control the ten poisons. Once it can control any one of the ten poisons, even a great spiritual master like me will be very afraid. I did this to leave a glimmer of opportunity for our human race. Sometimes hope is the greatest motivation for a race." Huanlingzun continued to speak.

Bian Wuyu and the other four fell silent after hearing this. They were somewhat fortunate that the human race could have a great spiritual master like Huanlingzun with a broad mind. It was really a blessing for the human race.

Duze on the ground was shocked, and then slowly opened his eyes, looking at Huanlingzun and the others with confusion.

"Du Ze, I will spare your death penalty because I think you didn't really betray the human race and the matter of the Chaos God Stone was an unintentional mistake. However, I will punish you to confine yourself in the Fantasy Cave, the Fantasy Realm. Unless you can advance to the Mahayana stage one day, you will never be allowed to step out of the Fantasy Cave for the rest of your life." Du Ze was incredulous when he heard this, and soon knelt down happily. "Thank you for not killing me." He had originally planned to burn himself to appease the anger of the Great Spirit and seek a glimmer of life for his daughter. You must know that self-immolation is not burning the body, but igniting the fire of the Yang God. Self-immolation is the true destruction of the body and soul. At this moment, he is naturally grateful for not dying. "Just my daughter?" Du Ze suddenly thought of his daughter Baicao. "Your daughter is fine. Whether she can help you out of trouble in the future depends on your daughter. Okay, you go to the Mitian Fantasy by yourself. I will notify the Golden Old Man and Silver Lady to take you to the Fantasy Cave."

Phantom Spirit Master touched Du Ze's eyebrows and sent the location of the Mitian Fantasy into his sea of ​​consciousness. Then he waved his sleeves, and the void beside Du Ze suddenly cracked, and he involuntarily entered the void and disappeared.

"Wu Yu, do you know the whereabouts of the Chaos Divine Stone?" Huan Ling Master glanced at Bian Wu Yu at this time and suddenly asked.

Huan Ling Master's words immediately surprised the other three people, and they all looked at Bian Wu Yu.

Bian Wu Yu is the master of the Dharma Realm, and he is at the peak of the Tribulation. His magic skills are unfathomable. Even the old master of the Sword Realm at that time praised him. You should know that the master of the Sword Realm has always been recognized as the ceiling of combat power among the four realms.

Bian Wuyu was praised by the previous domain master of the Sword Domain, so it can be seen that her true strength must be extraordinary.

The key is that she has always been low-key and very kind. Even to the other three spiritual domains, she has always maintained a humble attitude, which also makes the entire Dharma Domain cultivators rarely conflict with the other three domains.

The sudden words of the Great Spirit Master made the three people feel that Bian Wuyu was even more unfathomable in their hearts.

Bian Wuyu did not show a surprised expression when he heard it, as if he had expected the Great Spirit Master to ask this question.

"Reporting to the Great Spirit Master, now the Chaos Divine Stone has been locked in the Thunder Pool of Thunder Mountain, and is guarded by two elders of the Thunder Spirit Clan. On the top of Thunder Mountain, there is the Ten Thousand Wood Spirit Master guarding it. It can be said that it is as solid as a rock. It is almost impossible to steal the Chaos Divine Stone." Bian Wuyu sighed softly and said.

Huanling Master did not get angry because of Bian Wuyu's words, but showed an expression of approval.

"Wu Yu, you have done a great job. It is enough to find out the whereabouts of the Chaos Divine Stone. Leave the rest to me." The Great Spiritual Venerable praised Bian Wu Yu, and then looked at Feng Yun Wu Jian and the other two.

Su Hongxuan, Lu Xuanzhen, you all took over the two domains from your ancestors, and I have heard of you ten thousand years ago. You are all talented people. When you reach your position, your own realm cultivation is important, but you must also have the idea of ​​maintaining your race. This is a responsibility and an obligation.

"Su Hongxuan understands."

"Lu Xuanzhen understands"

"Fengyun Wujian, you have assisted two Sword Domain Lords, and now you have successfully advanced to the late stage of the Tribulation. I think your sword skills have become more advanced. I didn't expect that in the entire Sword Domain, two consecutive generations of domain masters have practiced and become infatuated, and died. I had a deep friendship with Mo Junhuang in the past, but I didn't expect that after ten thousand years, things have changed. Can the current Sword Domain Lord lead the Sword Domain?" When Huanlingzun said this, there was a hint of chill in his tone.

When Fengyun Wujian heard this, he was also shocked and hurriedly knelt down on one knee: "Mo Qing searched for the Lord of Mo Territory. Thousands of years ago, he entered the tribulation period. He was in the realm of swordsmanship and learned the true inheritance of the former Territory Lord. His sword intention is even more powerful. He has reached the state of great change, and is currently in retreat, entering the middle stage of the Tribulation Tribulation. His cultivation of the Xiantian Yiqi Sword Technique has reached the seventh level, and given time, he will definitely be able to reach a higher level."

Hearing this, Phantom Spirit Lord gave Fengyun Wujian a meaningful look.

"I have heard that Mo Qingxun is arrogant and domineering in the sword domain. Even you three great sword masters are gradually being marginalized again. Mo Qingxun has received the order from me this time. Could it be that Is it really because of retreat?”

The words of Phantom Spirit Master made Fengyun Wujian break into a cold sweat.

"Great Spirit Lord, please calm down. Mo Qingxun is indeed in retreat to enter the realm of death. Fengyun Wujian does not dare to deceive Great Spirit Lord."

Phantom Spirit Master's face softened slightly, he waved his hand and said: "Get up, this time I will not pursue it for your sake. The four great spiritual realms are the foundation of our human race, and we will never allow unscrupulous people to do so. Under the control of others, Mo Junhuang is wise in his life, and his talent in swordsmanship is unparalleled. Originally, he was the person who I thought was most likely to advance to the Mahayana within ten thousand years. Unexpectedly, he became obsessed with it. It was really a bit strange. It should be said that the Innate Yiqi Sword Technique is obscure and difficult, and it is very difficult to get started. Moreover, every level in the future is very difficult. It requires extremely high understanding and diligence to break through. But at the end, the sword intention is condensed, The sword energy fills the whole body, and it has reached the state of fusion of body and sword. It is not easy to go crazy at this time. "

The Phantom Lord's words made Fengyun Wujian's face change slightly, and there was a hint of thinking in his eyes.

When Phantom Spirit Master said this, he stopped and did not continue. Instead, he changed the subject.

"Today, I summoned four of you here to tell you that our human race will expand our territory next. The barbarian from the Multi-Armed Clan has been killed by me. The Multi-Armed Clan is no longer a threat. Elder Tiantong from the Tianmu Clan The monster and the earth-eyed old demon are both old and mediocre people. It is impossible to advance to the realm of spiritual masters in this life. Moreover, whether they are the White Eye Clan or the Tianmu Clan, they are all branches of our human race. At this moment, it is time to re-enter the spiritual realm. It’s time to return.”

Bian Wuyu and the other four people all looked excited when they heard this.

In fact, the world of cultivating immortals still follows the laws of the jungle, where the strong are respected, and the strongest person of a race usually represents the race's status in the spiritual world and the geographical scope it can control.

Mahayana cultivators rarely meet in life or death. After all, each of them has experienced long years and countless hardships and obstacles before they can cultivate to the Mahayana realm. Moreover, the purpose of practicing immortality and Taoism is to obtain immortality, not Fight and kill.

However, the resources of the spiritual world are limited, and those in high positions must also assume the responsibility of protecting and strengthening the race. Therefore, monks in the Mahayana period usually conduct some private negotiations and communication, using each other's strength to define what the tribe should control. The amount of resources and the size of the territory.

Once agreed upon, all that remains is the competition and fighting between the large and small sects of the ethnic group.

After all, all resources and territories belong to their own owners, and these low-level monks will fight tooth and nail to protect their own interests, so a bloody storm is inevitable.

But this kind of resistance cannot go against the general trend at all. The so-called general trend is actually just a tea tasting or an exchange of experiences at the peak of the race.

Sadly, most low-level beings will not understand this, and they will use their own blood and lives to confirm the final outcome.

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs.

The rules of race are the same as those of time. They never pity or take care of the weak. There is only a cruel survival of the fittest.

Fengyun Wujian and Bian Wuyu are the leaders of this game. They even know the outcome of this game, but the process is still essential.

"Respect the law."

"Respect the law."

"Respect the law."

"Respect the law."

The four of them knelt down on one knee and replied in unison.

"Okay, you can make your own arrangements. As for the Spirit Clan and the Bone Clan, don't mess with them for the time being, because the distinction between me and them is not purely about superiority or inferiority." Illusion Spirit Lord waved his hand, indicating that the four of them could leave. , but by the last sentence, there was already a hint of chill in the voice, which made all four of them feel chilly from the bottom of their hearts.

The wrath of the Great Spirit Master is enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

After giving the gift, all four of them turned into a ray of light and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

After the four people left, Phantom Spirit Lord still stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the barren mountains and rivers in the distance. His face gradually became cold, but his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, as if he was thinking about something.

He was thinking that almost all the Mahayana members of the Bone Clan and the Spirit Clan were dispatched back then just to deal with him alone. This was very deliberate. Of course, he was also very clear in his heart that the prophecy rules he had understood really gave them a headache.

The prophecy rule, not to mention that it is ranked ninth among the ten rules, just because it can accurately predict the development trajectory of many things, makes the two races extremely afraid of it.

Unfortunately, the Huantian Divine Hexagram is unpredictable, except that it cannot predict itself. This is the only shortcoming of the prophecy rules.

Of course, if the prophecy rules can also predict one's own good or bad luck, then it will be directly invincible. This is definitely something that the law of heaven cannot allow.

Although he has returned with great strength, it is very difficult to deal with the two major tribes, the Bone Tribe and the Spirit Tribe, at the same time. After all, the Spirit Tribe has already produced a Ten Thousand Wood Spirit Venerable, and its strength is no longer what it used to be.

What makes him more vigilant is the Mahayana in the Bone Tribe who has comprehended the Rule of Defeat. If this person can also perfect the rules and reach the state of perfection, he may not be able to do anything to them.

The Phantom Spirit Venerable's eyes are uncertain. The Rule of Defeat is originally a branch of the Rule of Life, but compared to the other branch of the Rule of Life, the Rule of Life, it is much stronger in terms of combat power. However, it is precisely because the Rule of Defeat ranks seventh among the ten major rules, so it is extremely difficult to perfect it.

After ten thousand years of wandering, he lost all his magic power, and his spiritual power was imprisoned in the Three Gods Valley. He played chess with himself all day long, which was in line with the state of inaction of heaven and earth. In addition, Murong Yuntian secretly enlightened him with the help of the Langhuan chess game. Later, after Xiao Lin's words of enlightenment, he suddenly realized and broke free from the shackles of the Three Gods Valley's God-locking Chain, transcended himself, and thus achieved the power of perfect rules and advanced to the state of Great Spiritual Venerable.

All this seems simple, but in fact it is a matter of chance and destiny, and none of them can be missing.

After advancing to the Great Spiritual Venerable, Huanling Venerable should have continued to retreat, using high-level fairy stones to absorb the fairy spirit in them to temper his body, strive to condense a semi-immortal body as soon as possible, and ascend to the fairy world.

In this spiritual world, he has already stood at the peak, but the end point of becoming an immortal is in the fairy world.

There are countless sentient beings and immortal cultivators, which can be described as a vast sea of ​​flowing sand. Just like this spiritual world, there are more than hundreds of millions of creatures on the Holy Moon Continent alone, but how many people can finally advance to the realm of Great Spiritual Venerable and Supreme Saint Ancestor?

When his realm reaches this level, the fighting and killing in the world of immortal cultivation is meaningless to him.

It’s just that Huanlingzun has always had a persistence in his heart. This persistence has been lingering in his heart since he embarked on the immortal road and understood the humble status of the human race on the Holy Moon Continent. For countless years, it has been spurring him to keep working hard and climb one realm after another.

So he understands that he must open up a situation for the human race, otherwise, even if he ascends to the immortal world one day, he will probably regret it.

Thinking of this, Huanlingzun couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The Great Spiritual Venerable is the supreme existence in the spiritual world. He kills as he pleases and is ruthless. At this moment, he is thinking about the human race and how to realize his dream.

"Why think so much? Acting according to your own heart is the fundamental thing." After a moment, Phantom Lord muttered to himself, and then the area around his body became blurry, but after it recovered, his figure had disappeared without a trace.