Chapter 279 Prologue: Moulting
Tongming Mountain, Yuting Palace.
"Lord of the Luoshui Palace, there is a creature holding the jade talisman warrant of the Lord of the Palace, waiting to be summoned on the Hongqiao."
Zhao Qiong walked slowly into the side hall and saluted the girl in white clothes on the platform.
Luo Shui withdrew his gaze from the light curtain in front of himself, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Now is the time of the Holy Sect Grand Competition, and the clan brothers are about to participate in the third round of the competition. Who will come to see you at this time?"
Zhao Qiong didn't dare to look at Luoshui's snow-white long hair, and lowered her head even more: "It's a creature of the first stage of the divine sea, and he claims to be an old man from the Taichu Territory."
"Is it too Chu territory?"
Luo Shui flicked the gauze sleeves lightly, dissipated the light curtain in front of him, and walked straight down the platform.
Zhao Qiong rolled her eyes and followed Luo Shui out of the side hall.
On the Xuanguang Hongqiao, a gloomy man in a black robe stood quietly outside the palace gate, looking down at the continuous palaces of the brightly lit upper palace, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Zhao Xiaoyun, you are still alive!?"
Luoshui walked out of Yuting Hall, and saw the man in black robe at the edge of Xuanguang Hongqiao at a glance, his eyes were full of astonishment.
At the beginning, the Xuanyin Ghost Spirit was born under the stone bridge in Anyang County City, and absorbed 70% of Zhao Xiaoyun's soul. Although in the end Zhao Xiaoyun and some of the Ji family's direct blood were taken away from the territory of Taichu by Ji Suming, but other The soul has long been incomplete, and according to common sense, it is impossible to wake up again.
Zhao Xiaoyun turned his head sideways, glanced at the beautiful girl in moon white brocade dress like a goddess, twitched the corners of her mouth, and said: "Although the ghosts of Xuanyin have absorbed most of my soul, they also absorbed the 'True Curse of Transforming Ghosts' that I practiced. 'All stripped off, I am able to recover to such a point at this time, thanks to Lord Xuehe and Master Shen Mu."
After saying this, Zhao Xiaoyun cupped his hands in the direction of Qingluo Realm.
After the catastrophe in Anyang County City, Zhao Xiaoyun's temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes, and now he has even completely got rid of his half-human, half-ghost body, and has truly been included in the initial state of Shenhai Yunling with pure Taiyu Xuanqi.
Luo Shui was a little overjoyed when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "It's fine if you have nothing to do, quickly follow me into the palace to talk."
In the memory of Luoshui's soul, Zhao Xiaoyun was the one who came to Taiyu Shengzong together with himself, Ji Yuenian, Zhao Yanran and many other creatures from the Taichu Territory. A lot of kindness.
Zhao Xiaoyun should have received the admonition from the head of Shen Mu long ago, took a deep look at Luoshui's beautiful and picturesque fair little face, and replied: "Good."
side hall.
After Zhao Qiong served the Yangling Fragrant Tea, he waved his sleeves and retreated with another accompanying disciple.
Luoshui took a sip of the white jade tea cup, and said with a smile, "Since you practiced with your ancestors in the Shenmu Dojo, why did you come to the Yuting Palace at this time? You must also know that the clan brother took the first round and the second round. The first round of the Grand Competition, and now I am still waiting for the third round of the Grand Competition in the Echo Realm, and I have never returned to the Tongming Mountains."
Zhao Xiaoyun sniffed the fragrant tea on the table, but he didn't reach out to take it. His expression was a little gloomy, and he said: "Once the territory of Taichu fell, I will have nowhere to go after that. Since I recovered from my injury, except my cousin's Yuting I have nowhere to go outside the palace."
Luo Shui frowned slightly, with some doubts in his expression: "The ancestor of Xuehe is not a mean person, even if you have been practicing with him in the Shenmu Dojo, why not?"
"I'm a living being in the realm of the gods and spirits, and the source of profound energy required for cultivation is too huge," Zhao Xiaoyun shook his head lightly, "The most important thing is that I don't even have a clan record, so I can't even be called legitimate. Even if Master Xuehe is the deacon elder of Shenmu Dojo, it is impossible for him to give me a huge amount of resources for my cultivation for no reason."
He reached out to pick up the spirit tea and drank it all. Zhao Xiaoyun paused for a while and continued: "Even though I am listed as a casual cultivator in the clan of the Shenmu Dojo, my orthodox cultivation background is too shallow, and in the end I can only get extremely A small amount of spiritual resources. In this case, it is better to come directly to my cousin's dojo. I know that my cousin is about to ascend the third mountain's holy son position, so I don't think he will just sit idly by."
Before the drastic changes in Anyang, Zhao Xiaoyun was half-human, half-ghost, and even the domain master of the Cloud Swallowing Domain. He had thousands of demon spirits and ghosts under his command, and there was no shortage of cultivation resources at all.
Now, although he has got rid of the "True Curse of Transforming Ghosts" above his soul, he can only practice the most orthodox "Tai Yu Xuan Qing Jue Ling Zhen Jue" from now on. It is completely different when practicing the "True Mantra of Transforming Ghosts".
While the two were talking, a transparent light curtain of mysterious light emerged from the main hall, and the scene in the Echo Realm was displayed very clearly.
Luoshui put down the white jade teacup, looked at the huge light curtain in the hall with a pair of beautiful eyes as clear as water, and said, "The third round of competition has begun."
Zhao Xiaoyun's mind moved slightly, and he also looked over.
At the same time, the tens of thousands of creatures on the three platforms of Huiyin Xiaojing, the six mountains and three realms of the Taiyu Sacred Sect, and the countless forces, large and small, in the Yuanyan realm are all holding their breaths, waiting for Taiyu The real opening of the third round of the holy sect competition.