Chapter 507 9 Ye Falian! Zhou Dao Sacrifice

In the vast daytime, strange phenomena suddenly occur, the heavenly dog ​​eats the sun, and the world is impermanent.

At this moment, everyone on Zhenlu Mountain was alarmed.

Powerful spiritual thoughts soared into the sky and swept across all directions.

Everyone knew that there must be a reason for such a vision. Perhaps there was an ancestral relic manifesting in Ping'an Ruins and it was about to be projected.

These disciples of Longhu Mountain sit in the real furnace in order to gain the shadow of their ancestors.

You must know that when Wang Xiaoyi, an outsider, received the brand of Immortal Master Zhuofeng and understood the Great Reversal of Life and Death, he envied many others.

Those magical powers, even if they are difficult to master, are extremely valuable and will play an immeasurable role in future practice.

Now that the holy miracle has reappeared, naturally no one can keep their inner calm anymore.

Once you gain power, you can ascend to heaven and transform into a dragon. Faced with such an opportunity, even the master of the highest spiritual mansion cannot stay away.

"I have been practicing seclusion for many years. I wonder which senior appears this time?"

"Xu Weiyi, Ming Donglou, Chi Beilan, Su Xuanyu...are these top ten masters going to fight again?"

"Let's fight, let's fight, let's kill... kill everything, it's best if they all die."

Zhenlu Mountain was boiling with excitement, and everyone walked out of Ling Mansion.

There are two major points of interest in the previous manifestations of holy miracles. One is the identity of the ancestors.

You must know that Longhu Mountain has a long history and is considered ancient among the Six Great Sects. Its origins were even before the founding of the Qin Dynasty. Time is ruthless and it has created many masters.

Those supreme beings spanned the past and present, leaving behind one peak after another.

Just like the invincible Chen Zhuofeng eight hundred years ago.

In that sacred tomb, there is even a more terrifying existence than Chen Zhuofeng buried. If it were to be revealed, the chance would be greater than the sky.

Another highlight is the battle between the top ten masters.

Faced with such an opportunity, apart from luck, obtaining it depends on strength.

Every time the sacred relics appeared, it was a big battle, with dragons fighting each other, their blood was black and yellow, and the ranking of the top ten masters came from this.

Every battle is a reshuffle, and no one knows if there will be a dark horse who will stand out from the crowd.

"The miracle appears!? Hey, you all go and grab it. I have my own chance."

In a lake three hundred miles away from Zhenlu Mountain, Wu Keming looked up at the sun that was revealed again, raising the corners of his mouth in a sneer.

In the past, he would naturally have coveted the holy relics of the sacred tomb, otherwise, he would not have to go all the way to Zhenlu Mountain to retreat and practice.

But now, he doesn't care.

Wu Keming turned around and looked at the lake in front of him, his face full of pride.

The waves are rugged and the clear water is rippling.

This lake seems ordinary, but three months ago, Wu Keming accidentally spied on its secrets.

Every once in a while, treasures will burst out from the bottom of the lake.

The first time, it was a second-grade magic weapon called [Glass Purple Thunder Lamp]

The second time, it was a natural spiritual creature, [Dazzling Cold Crystal].

The third time, it was a gourd of true pills, a total of ten thousand pills.

Later, Wu Keming successively obtained many treasures from this lake, including [Extraordinary Fire Wine].

At first, he originally wanted to sell it to Zhou Dao for 85,000 truth-reviving pills, but Xu Weiyi forcibly bought it for a low price of 30,000 truth-reviving pills.

This made Wu Keming depressed for a while.

But right now, he can't fall out with Xu Weiyi. As long as he can obtain the secrets hidden under this lake, he can truly reach the sky in one step.

At that time, the old and new grudges will naturally have to be understood together.

"Top ten!? Let's see who can reach the end." Wu Keming sneered in his heart.

The path of spiritual practice is never a short-lived battle, just like Chen Zhuofeng, who had been unknown for half his life. Once he broke out, he became a late bloomer, and his once dazzling senior brothers and sisters became eclipsed.

He, Wu Keming, couldn't compete with the miracle of the tomb of the gods, and he didn't want to compete.

This lake will be his capital for future supremacy.

This secret belongs only to him.

"Master Immortal, is this the lake you mentioned?"

At this moment, a soft voice came from behind.

"There are gods hidden in this lake, and I will come to ferry you." Wu Keming looked enigmatic.

In front of him, there was a young man, dressed in rags, dilapidated, and skinny.

Chen Jiu, this is the beggar picked up by Wu Keming.

In order to break the restriction under the lake, he had sacrificed thirty-eight people.

Chen Jiu is the 39th.

"Is there really a god in the lake!?" Chen Jiu looked at the lake with expanding waves in surprise, and his heart pounded.

He was a beggar and could not guarantee food and clothing in the morning and evening. After seeing Wu Keming's immortal method of flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, he was already frightened and trembling, and he fell to the ground.

However, when he heard that there was an immortal in the lake and Wu Keming wanted to teach him to become a Taoist, Chen Jiu started to murmur.

He is just a beggar, a mud-like existence. On ordinary days, those nobles would feel dirty even if they stepped on him, let alone such a godly figure? How could you fall in love with him for no reason?

"Huh? Is it possible that you still want to go back and be a beggar?" Wu Keming's face darkened, showing an unhappy look.

How dare a beggar, bug-like thing question him?

Chen Jiu shook his head.

In the cold winter this year, the old beggar who was begging with him froze to death, and he managed to survive by taking off his thin cotton-padded clothes.

As for the old beggar's body... When Chen Jiu turned around and wanted to bury it, he found that it had been eaten by wild dogs and was completely mutilated.

Chen Jiu knew that if he did not seize this opportunity, sooner or later, he would become meat for wild dogs like the old beggar.

"I do not want."

Chen Jiu calmed down and walked to the lake. He gritted his teeth and jumped in with all his strength.

"A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist." Wu Keming grinned and sneered.

He recited the incantation, activated his true energy, and pointed with a finger. The rippling blue lake surface instantly turned into blood red, and the roar of the evil wind turned into a huge skeleton and submerged into the lake.

In these days, he has sacrificed thirty-eight lives.

Resentment turns into demons, spirits are restrained and ferocious, and he doesn't believe that the restrictions at the bottom of the lake cannot be broken.

The lake water boiled and turned into a dazzling scarlet color, like a sticky snowy night.

Huge and strange runes glowed on the surface of the lake, and the terrifying skeletons gradually turned into shadows, swimming toward the bottom of the lake.

Rumble…

Suddenly, deep in the lake, there was a violent noise, like rolling thunder, which shocked the world.

"This is……"

Wu Keming's eyes lit up, but he hadn't recovered yet.

A bright bolt of lightning broke through the lake and rose into the sky, as if a beam of light connected with the sky. The huge skeleton was shaken away by the terrifying power.

Buzz…

In the violent thunder, Chen Jiu's figure appeared. He was suspended in the thunder, but he was not harmed in any way.

Suddenly, the lightning that soared into the sky was like a vine, continuously extending and branching, gradually intertwining, and finally turned into a lotus platform, with electric light flashing and leaves spreading and flowers blooming.

"Take the Nine Heavens Thunder Water and forge my method on the lotus platform... Patriarch Hong appears!?"

Wu Keming's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

The Nine-leaf Lotus was a vision cultivated by Hong Longxiang, the second master of Longhu Mountain, two thousand years ago.

During those years, the first Tao King was born, and the Tao King sacrificed 90% of the ancient demons in the world. His divine power was so powerful that it overshadowed the past and present.

Even so, the brilliance of Honglongxiang has not been obscured.

Rumor has it that he was born in a dragon-tiger family, but he has mastered all nine sects, including Changsheng, Taiyi, Panhuang, Tianshi, Jiu Miao, Heitian, Feixian and other magical powers.

Taking the calamities of heaven and earth and integrating the strengths of the nine families, he created the vision of the nine-leaf lotus.

Although he was not the strongest man of his era, his talent and courage were comparable to those of Tian Qi.

Throughout the history of Longhu Mountain, in terms of prestige, status, and influence, Hong Longxiang is even above Chen Zhuofeng.

"Hahaha, my opportunity has indeed come. Hongzu Xuanzong gave me the upper hand."

Wu Keming was ecstatic. Perhaps the wisest decision he made in his life was to come to Zhenlu Mountain.

Wu Keming could no longer control himself and flew towards the huge Thunder Pillar Lotus Platform.

Rumble…

The turbulent thunder and lightning escaped, like a long whip hitting Wu Keming's body. The latter screamed and was shot horizontally, flying hundreds of kilometers away.

The violent force shook away all the energy in Wu Keming's body. The raging thunder and lightning tore his flesh and blood, piercing his lower abdomen, breaking his right arm, and even the roots of his thighs were severely damaged.

boom……

Finally, Wu Keming crashed into a deep mountain and was buried by huge rolling rocks.

"How...how could this happen..."

Wu Keming couldn't talk, and blood infected his eyes. In his blurred vision, the magic lotus made of thunder and lightning became bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped the entire Zhenlu Mountain.

"Brother Dao, there is something strange happening in the tomb of the gods. Here is the opportunity."

Wang Xiaoyi walked out of the mountain gate, looking at the huge [Nine-leaf Lotus] in the sky, looking excited.

That day, it was also a natural phenomenon.

However, Chen Zhuofeng's vision of becoming a saint was the [Black and White Mysterious River]. Only Wang Xiaoyi was recognized and reached the end of that long river and obtained the Great Reversal of Life and Death.

"Hong Longxiang's Nine-leaf Lotus!?" Zhou Dao's eyes were filled with deep solemnity.

As a practitioner, I am afraid that no one will be unfamiliar with the name Hong Longxiang.

For countless years, he was almost the only one who mastered the nine sects of Taoism.

It is said that at that time, he walked out of Longhu Mountain, changed his appearance, and joined the other eight sects. Whenever he completed his studies, he would hide his whereabouts and change his identity, sometimes as a farmer, sometimes as a ranger, sometimes as a scholar, sometimes as a merchant... …I admire those who practice spirituality and go to the mountains to learn Taoism.

Hong Longxiang transformed the various forms of sentient beings into his own life. He deceived everyone. The talent he displayed was not outstanding, but he was also able to see clearly.

He knew his way around the nine major sects, and even almost became the headmaster of Taiyi Sect and Black Sky Sect.

Zhou Dao has naturally heard of such a legend.

"Longhu Mountain is worthy of being the leader of the Taoist sect, with countless great talents." Zhou Dao sighed.

A figure from more than two thousand years ago, who has been in the world for many years, can still produce such an image. It is a blessing to the younger generations. Such methods should be like gods and gods, receiving incense as sacrifices.

"Brother Dao, this is an opportunity." Wang Xiaoyi's eyes lit up.

He really wants to recreate the glory of last time and do something big.

But unfortunately, Wang Xiaoyi also knew that the last time he had a master to help him, he had to steal the opportunity.

Otherwise, how could the Taoism of Longhu Mountain fall into the hands of an outsider like him?

"We have to see where this vision is projected from." Zhou Dao's eyes rolled around.

The virtual image of the Nine-leaf Lotus covers nearly a thousand miles of the True Furnace Mountain.

At this moment, Zhou Dao could only follow Wang Xiaoyi's thinking and guess that the vision was projected from the highest peak.

Rumble…

At this moment, a sword light broke through the Ling Mansion and slashed towards the lotus platform holding up the sky.

Ming Donglou took action.

His sharp edge was revealed at this moment, and the sharp sword energy opened up the thunder, and he was about to rush towards the center of the lotus platform.

"Ming Donglou's sword, he wants to be the first to get it and gain Hongzu's approval."

The Zhenlu Mountain was boiling, and even the top ten masters could not remain calm in the face of Hong Longxiang's sacred relic.

Bang bang bang...

The entire body of the Nine-leaf Lotus is made of thunder, and its nine petals spread out to cover a thousand miles.

Before Ming Donglou got close to Huaye, the raging thunder was like a real dragon roaring, smashing the sword energy around him to pieces.

After several explosions, Mingdong Tower fell on a flower leaf, his face was pale, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"It's blocked, can't you even get close?"

"Idiot, what do you think that is? The visions evolved by our ancestors during their lifetimes. After years of changes, they have become psychic and almost demonic. How can they be obtained so easily?"

"Sure enough, the manifestation of a holy miracle is no small matter."

In Zhenlu Mountain, there was a burst of exclamation, and everyone's faces were filled with solemn expressions. It is not that easy to get the approval of the ancestors of the past generations.

These people were all unparalleled in their lives. After their death, their corpses channeled spirits and experienced various visions and transformations, almost like demons. Although they were unconscious, they had great supernatural powers.

"open!"

Ming Donglou pulled out the rusty knife, and the sword energy was like a fierce force rising to the sky, breaking through the thunder along the veins of the flowers and leaves, cutting a path for life.

"Cleaving a path with a sword is worthy of being a top ten master."

"The veins of flowers and leaves are the only way?"

"You can walk along there to the lotus terrace."

Everyone exclaimed, their eyes lit up, they seemed to have found a way to gain recognition.

"Mingdonglou, thank you for your advice."

At this moment, a burst of laughter broke out, Xu Weiyi rose into the sky, and landed on a flower leaf. The lightning flashed like runes, performing across his body, pushing the veins horizontally, and strode forward.

He had cultivated the [Miaoqing Shen Zun Thunder Method], and he had a greater affinity with the Nine-leaf Lotus than Mingdong Tower. In the blink of an eye, he surpassed Mingdong Tower.

"Xu Weiyi, if you want to gain Hongzu's approval, you also have to see whether I agree or not."

Su Xuanyu came from the mountain, her fairy posture fluttering, falling on the flowers and leaves.

At this moment, Zhenlu Mountain was completely boiling. The masters of the hermit cultivators came out one after another and rushed towards the flowers and leaves. They each showed their magical powers and followed the veins to find a way, pointing their swords at the lotus platform.

Rumble…

The nine-leaf dharma lotus glowed with immeasurable mysterious light, and the raging thunder became more and more brilliant.

Wang Xiaoyi was in awe and stepped back subconsciously.

"After all, it is the power of Longhu Mountain. Just this vision is enough to make him step on a horse and almost become a spirit. Unfortunately, he is dead, has no consciousness, and cannot practice." Wang Xiaoyi was amazed.

This nine-leaf lotus alone is enough to deter demons. Ordinary demons would say "death" when they come up.

That is to say, people like Longhushan and Hong Longxiang were of the same lineage, and they were able to get close and seize that great opportunity.

"Um?"

When Zhou Dao heard Wang Xiaoyi's words, his heart moved and he showed a strange look.

"It sounds like he has transformed into a demon..." Zhou Dao murmured softly.

He hesitated for a moment, turned his back to Wang Xiaoyi, flicked his finger, and a drop of blood flew towards the long thunder.

[Sacrifice the Nine-leaf Lotus and get the recognition of the reward Honglongxiang]

At this moment, a mechanical sound resounded in Zhou Dao's mind, and his body was shaken so hard that he couldn't believe it.

This thing can also perform sacrifices while riding a horse! ?