Chapter 1393 Iron Rod
The Supreme Leader speaks very kindly. Although he is a demi-saint, he is like an old man next door. It is difficult to feel any strong aura from him.
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand.
At the same time, cut off teaching, five kilometers away.
On the highest main peak, an old tree that has survived for an unknown number of years, with roots and whiskers, rose from the ground along with rumbling.
Flying here from a distance of a thousand meters.
At the same time, in the Jiejiao Treasure Pavilion, a pair of Tailong irons also rose into the sky.
"clang"
"clang"
"Boom"
On the way here, the old tree broke itself and was divided by the invisible spiritual energy. A blazing flame rose from the ground, dyeing half of the sky red, forging the giant iron, clanging and clanging.
The strange scene attracted countless Jiejiao disciples to watch, and they were shocked.
"That's the thousand-year-old red sandalwood on the main peak, and in the Treasure Pavilion, the great iron that can forge holy soldiers!"
"Both are the treasures of my teaching, what are you doing?"
"It's fine to forge fine iron with the flames in the ground, but the wood is also burned together. The key is that the wood is properly heated and the red sandalwood is not damaged at all. What kind of skill is this?"
Many people were shocked, as if the sunset had descended, the sky was dyed red by the underground flames, and in the flames, the sun, iron and red sandalwood intertwined, black and purple intertwined.
After a while, the refined iron became the prototype of a coffin, and the rosewood was melted into liquid, which could be printed on the inner and outer coffins, forming majestic dragons.
"hum"
The inner and outer coffins took shape, and the avenue seemed to be pulled by some kind of force. There was a loud thunder out of thin air, and hundreds of lightning bolts rained down.
In the end, the lightning disappeared, the ground fire annihilated, and the inner and outer coffins were finally fully formed, stretching across the void, the dragon engraved with the sap of a thousand-year-old tree, lifelike, black and fine iron, exuding a terrifying aura.
The semi-sage made the move himself, even if it was just a coffin, it also possessed an extraordinary and terrifying aura.
"swish"
It passed through the sky and entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and landed in front of Li Xiao with a bang. The coffin lid vacated and floated in the sky independently. Inside the coffin, the Supreme Master took out some treasures and put them in.
"Also ask Hades to put the ancestor's corpse into it." After arranging everything, the Supreme Master said so.
At the same time, he waved his hand, and the scene here appeared on the Jiejiao Taiji Square.
At this moment, the Tai Chi Square was crowded with people, except for the guards who intercepted the teaching, no matter their positions or identities, they all gathered here.
They already knew that the ancestors of Jiejiao had returned, and when the scene in the Hall of Mental Cultivation was refracted, whether it was sincerely or superficially, they all looked sad.
In the arena, the silence was like a deep pool, and even the sound of breathing was hard to hear.
In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Li Xiao opened the small world and slowly transported out the body of the sage of Jujiao. Even though countless years have passed, his body still has not rotted.
Once, he used his hands and feet as rhizomes to evolve an oasis of life in that barren planet, only for someone to discover and bring him back to his hometown.
Today, his obsession was finally completed.
Li Xiao dragged his corpse with spiritual power, and slowly put it into the coffin.
"Ancestor!" Seeing the remains of the sages, the Supreme Master took the initiative to take the initiative, and knelt down tremblingly first. Beside him, Tai Yi also knelt down sincerely.
"Welcome the ancestors back!" On the Taiji Square, it seemed that they had rehearsed long ago. At this moment, they knelt down and shouted.
The next thing, Li Xiao just didn't care so much, in the final analysis, whether it is a sage or a senior, it is a matter of cutting off the teaching after all.
Even though the relationship between him and Jiejiao is no longer as rigid as it was at the beginning, there is still some estrangement in each other's hearts after all.
His mission has been completed, so naturally he won't stay any longer, and after saying goodbye, he leaves Jiejiao.
Although he didn't do anything to stop the teaching and his party, Li Xiao still felt the gap between the underworld and these super big factions.
Not to mention strength, the place where he lives is not as beautiful as others.
"When I rescue my father, we must find a good place for the underworld." Li Xiao made up his mind, not because of his style, but because he hoped that the people who followed him along the way would have a better life.
Respectfully sent off by the crowd, Li Xiao stepped away, tens of thousands of meters away in an instant, and his speed was extremely fast.
Rescue Li Dao is imminent, it's hard to say whether he can come back alive this time, because what he has to face is not a young man with no deep background like the Eagle Clan back then.
It is a group of characters who are most likely from outside the sky.
One can imagine the danger.
After several turning points in the teleportation formation, Li Xiao came to Emei. The seven sects of the past have long been huddled together and gathered together.
The undulating mountains and mountains declare the extraordinaryness of the seven sects. Between the mountains, there are modern and ancient buildings interlaced. Although they are messy, they have a unique beauty.
From this point, we can see the difference between the seven sects and the ancient sects. They have existed in the world for hundreds of years, and they are not all ancient.
Everything in front of me is very familiar. After the battle between Li Xiao and Yingxuan, the whole Emei was almost destroyed. , combined with his feng shui and geomantic skills, it has what it is today.
It can be said that Li Xiao understands every plant and tree here very well.
Coming here, Li Xiao easily bypassed all the formations here, and quietly toured every inch of the land, looking at the thriving appearance of the disciples of the seven sects.
However, just as he passed by a large hall, suddenly, there was a loud shout.
"Who dares to trespass here!"
Accompanied by this deep and powerful murmur, at the same time, above the sky, a black iron rod moved from far to near, from small to large, sweeping across the sky with a violent storm, like a black curtain.
"Old lunatic?!"
Seeing that weapon, how could Li Xiao not know who was shooting it? He shouted excitedly, hoping that the other party would stop.
However, the iron rod didn't show any intention of stopping, and continued to fall straight down.
The scene here immediately alarmed many people, and several female disciples of the Emei Sect looked at this side one after another.
"Who is that?"
"How dare he go there, it's over, it's dead now."
"Why haven't you seen him? You are a new disciple, you are too courageous..."
"I haven't seen that person before, he's not my Emei disciple, let me call the master to come!"
Several female disciples looked shocked, and one of them hurriedly played a token, and the token exploded, sending out a special signal in the sky.
The moment the signal fell, a figure jumped out of a modern high-rise building. This was a woman, dressed in white, light and dusty. The fireworks in the world are ordinary, beautiful to the extreme.
"Who trespassed on the forbidden area!" The woman was frightened and was about to rescue the uninvited guest.
After all, no matter who it is, it's better to catch the living and ask. If the black iron rod is allowed to fall, I'm afraid no one can bear it.
"Clang!"
However, as soon as this thought flashed through, a strange scene appeared, and the figure raised its hand slightly and spread its five fingers.
The next moment, the huge black iron rod was easily held in the palm of the man's hand like a straw, even though it buzzed and writhed, there was no way to escape.
ps: Not much to say, 23-31, nine days, three shifts a day, twenty-seven chapters owed to you, plus the last three chapters, a total of thirty chapters, and one more chapter owed today, will be in this Monthly make up. (It is estimated that after the Chinese New Year, I will make up some every day)