Chapter 1349 Patriarch-level figure

Chapter 1349 Patriarch-level figure

The purple light flashed away, and Meng Qi's eyes returned to normal. Countless things flooded into his mind. He instantly understood the cause and effect. On the surface, he maintained a leisurely smile, raised his fingers, and followed Ren Qiushui. The probing contest came with a blow.

Next, we have to do our best to maintain this period of history and prevent the big shots on the other side from "noting" the anomalies.

I knew you would know, but I pretended not to.

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Time is like water, and the years are changing, Ningxin City in the thirty-seventh year of Tianle.

The Burenlou assassin who had just killed Lin Kang, the leader of the Heaven and Earth Sect, was running towards the window. He was neither tall nor short, neither strong nor thin. He was invisible to everyone, but he was extremely sure of the outcome and had no doubt that he would miss.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he saw that the window in front of him opened silently. Outside, standing with his hands behind his hands, a man in blue shirt with handsome features and deep and straight eyes. A phantom purple light appeared, and then he raised his slender and powerful right hand and pressed it on his forehead, which he had actively thrown towards him.

"The Immortal caressed my head, tied my hair and granted me immortality."

The low, demonic voice had a hint of teasing for some reason.

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In the world of Journey to the West, in ancient times, thunder and fire struck, the heavens collapsed, and the heaven was about to fall.

Meng Qi's figure was looking up at the sky, at the dark red sky, and at those terrifying eyes full of chaos and indifference!

The strange eyes seemed to be aware of it, and the irregular whirlpool changed slightly, as if they were looking over.

Just a glance at Meng Qi's figure suddenly made his heart beat wildly, and every thought and every thought was trying to be independent.

At this moment, a purple light appeared in his eyes, which was inexplicable and extremely mysterious. It was not much inferior to the eyes of the monsters in heaven, and all the chaos and madness disappeared.

The four eyes met and the eyes collided, but time began to flow backwards, and the quiet river turned into a roaring sea.

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With the help of the concealment of the Seven Kills Monument, instead of the Jue Dao and the Human Emperor Sword, two peerless weapons with strong personal characteristics, Meng Qi located the history related to himself in the real world, and quietly planted the traces left in the past. The inner demons serve as a "road sign" to reach the other shore in the future and "illuminate" the boundless sea of ​​suffering.

Inside the ruins of the Hades Emperor, Taoist Qi Sha held his sword across his knees, his eyes closed, and he seemed to have no interest in what Meng Qi was doing.

The dark long sword with no flowers or lines exuded an almost unparalleled killing intent, taking away the life of all the living creatures around Taoist Qisha. Even the "past figures" in the illusory river beside him were killed one after another. , leaving only corresponding traces. Every moment, Qisha Daoist seemed to be dying, and then returned with the help of the power of the Dark Sea Sword.

Evil things are hard to control!

But they have other unique advantages that are difficult to match, such as the filthy, weird, mysterious and hidden abilities of the Demon King's Claw.

Suddenly, Taoist Qisha opened his eyes, full of boredom with the world, and whispered:

"He also explores the possibilities of occupying the future?"

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Above the East China Sea, there are endless blue waves and countless islands.

Ji Xing returned to the place of his birth in a gorgeous building boat, surrounded by friends and companions who were cheering for him, which showed his status in the world of this sea.

"This island doesn't even have a name, and it looks ordinary. I never expected that a person like you, Mr. Ji, could exist." A friend said with a flattering smile.

Ji Xing looked at the dilapidated village in front of him and the mountain peak with only half of it left. He took off his cloak, threw it to his companion, and said seriously: "Everyone, please wait a moment. I'll go see my master first."

After saying that, without waiting for any answer, he took long strides, climbed the mountain road, and walked towards the depths of the peaks that looked like they were struck by thunder. There was a thatched cottage there, and his mentor lived in seclusion in the house.

After seeing Ji Xing's back disappearing at the end of the road, the person who just spoke sighed:

"I wonder who Mr. Ji's master is. Someone who can teach a hero like him must be a member of the Immortal Class, right?"

Someone next to him immediately echoed: "The island owners of the nearby seventy-two islands are very respectful to Mr. Ji. They often ask about the old man's well-being. They are obviously in awe of the master behind him and dare not provoke him in any way. Unless he is a member of the Immortal Class, so How could it be that their eyes are higher than their heads?”

"Master Ji, a figure like this, is unknown and lives in seclusion on this island. No wonder we are ignorant."

"Yes, yes, but maybe he once made a name for himself in this sea area when he was in his prime?"

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A series of comments floated into Ji Xing's keen ears. He smiled slightly and didn't care.

Yes, if I hadn't met the master who lived in seclusion here, where would I have learned the amazing magical skills? I don’t know how much better than the "Spark Technique" treasured by most island owners!

Similarly, if there is no master, how can I get the respect of the seventy-two island owners and have no danger since I set foot in the world?

Before leaving the island, I had always thought that my master was a fallen martial artist who had lost all hope of wandering around the world, so he lived in seclusion here and ignored worldly affairs. However, as he traveled around this sea area, his knowledge gradually increased, and his understanding of his master was refreshed every day. , he is so unfathomable, so high up the mountain, every time I think I have a rough understanding of his realm, strength and past status, those guesses will be overturned by new bits and pieces.

In the end, I could only sigh with emotion. The master was really like a dragon in the clouds. He could see the beginning but not the end. All he had to do was understand that he was very powerful.

Walking faster and returning home as fast as an arrow, Ji Xing soon saw the thatched cottage. Even he was not allowed to enter the thatched cottage. Outside, standing respectfully was a strong black man, who was the owner of the nearby Zhouliu Island. This was There are countless great masters in the sea.

"I'll just accept the gift. You can take it away." Ji Xing heard the master's familiar voice.

The owner of Zhouliu Island was overjoyed. It seemed that Ji Xing's master was giving Tian a great face by accepting his gift. He saluted repeatedly and left happily, not forgetting to encourage Ji Xing.

Ji Xing strode to the front of the thatched cottage, bowed to the ground, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, and said excitedly:

"Unworthy disciple pays homage to Master."

The people in the thatched house were silent for a moment, and then sighed: "It's not bad. I have heard several island owners mention what you did as a teacher. Even though you are arrogant and extravagant, you have not abandoned your martial arts or abandoned your behavior." Teacher’s teachings.”

"Master's words, disciples often recall them and dare not forget them!" Ji Xing broke into a cold sweat for some reason and spoke hurriedly.

The voice of the person in the thatched house suddenly sounded a little more vicissitudes of life: "Since you have passed the test, I will officially list you on the door wall today, and I will also inform you of the situation of our sect and my true identity."

"Thank you, Master!" Ji Xing was just like the owner of Zhouliu Island just now, he was overjoyed and excited.

With a creak, Ji Xing heard the figure opening the door. Looking up, the scene in the thatched house appeared in his eyes.

The slightly slender Master seems to have not experienced the erosion of time, and still maintains an elegant middle-aged appearance. A few silver hairs and tiredness can be vaguely seen in the corners of his eyes, and his state of mind is still indistinct.

"My master's surname is Mu. In the past hundred years of traveling in the East China Sea, the most well-known nickname is 'Tian Que Sword'." Ji Xing's master said calmly.

He Mu? Heaven lacks a sword? Ji Xing was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and he couldn't believe it.

This was the most famous swordsman in the East China Sea decades ago. It was said that he had achieved the realm of earthly immortal in the past, and he was actually his master?

It’s really unexpected!

The master who lives in seclusion on a small island and lives a simple life is actually He Mu, the "Tian Que Sword"!

He Mu ignored Ji Xing's reaction and said to himself: "My master was born in the Taoist holy land of more than a hundred years ago, Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain. If you come to pay homage to the ancestor, you will be officially included in the gate. You will get to know my uncles and sisters in the future." "

Even though more than a hundred years have passed, Ji Xing still heard about the name of Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, and vaguely knew that it was related to the universal knowledge talisman. Why did it decline and disappear in the long river of history?

Unexpectedly, my master was born in Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain!

I didn’t expect that I would be involved with this ancient Taoist holy land!

He stopped his thoughts, stood up solemnly, and stepped into the thatched cottage.

As He Mu stepped aside, he saw the two enshrined statues. The top one said "Yu Qing Yuan Shi Tian Zun" and the bottom one said "Yuan Emperor Su Meng".

"The founder of our sect is Yuanshi Tianzun, and your master Yuanhuang Tianzun is the second generation disciple and currently the master." He Mu solemnly and respectfully introduced.

Emperor Yuan Su Meng? Ji Xing opened his mouth little by little.

This name is not unfamiliar to me at all. It is said that he is the first powerful person in the real world in modern times who has self-proven the legend. Later, he ascended to creation and became a great supernatural power. He stirred up the world, and the talisman of all realms was revealed. It was His casual work that generations of people will never forget.

There is an unknown distance between a person with great supernatural powers and the world in which he lives. To him, suddenly having such a master is like a dream!

Too good to be true!

I thought that a master who was an earthly immortal or a heavenly immortal was already very powerful. Just looking at the attitude of the owner of Zhouliu Island before, it was evident that such a powerful master was respectful to his master's name!

"Master, isn't it said that Master died?" Ji Xing suddenly remembered this matter.

He Mu said calmly: "The master has not died. If he comes back, he will definitely shock the heavens."

Ji Xing stopped asking any more questions, swallowed with difficulty, and followed He Mu's instructions to begin the entrance ceremony.

When both of them looked away from the statue of Emperor Yuan, a flash of purple suddenly appeared in the eyes of the clay puppet.

Corrected a question in the previous chapter. Meng Qi did not rely on the Seven Kills Monument when he returned to the Middle Ages, but when he returned to heaven and fell. The two things were confused. It has been revised.