novelapdf Chapter 386 Bad News
Chapter 386 Bad News
Chapter 387 Bad News
"Bai Ziye pays respects to the Dharma King!"
Inside the meditation room.
The White Bone Dharma King sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, with Vajrapani standing beside him.
Bai Ziye still looked like the boy he was back then, wearing a snow-white fox fur coat that shone brightly, and he was thin and frail.
The unique physical and divine abilities of the Purple Mansion True Man were all concealed by him using secret techniques, so that at least Dao Foundation cultivators would never be able to see them.
The cultivators of Xituo County now believe that Bai Ziye, the head of the Bai family, is only at the late stage of the Dao Foundation stage, and they do not know that he has already reached the Purple Mansion stage with supernatural powers!
Of course, this former Shiraki Masato also paid a heavy price.
The number of dirty and tiring jobs he secretly did for Wusheng Temple is countless.
"Yes, this time the troops are being deployed to the east and south—you will provide support from the center."
The White Bone Dharma King spoke calmly: "Remember, remember, delay as much as you can—ideally, delay for ten years! This is quite common for cultivators—"
It seems the White Bone Path is waiting for the Taihuang Heaven to open?
Bai Ziye's heart stirred, and he bowed again: Ziye understands—
After Bai Ziye left, Fang Qing said, "I will continue my secluded cultivation in the secret place. I will leave Wusheng Temple to the Dharma King to oversee it."
As the two strongest fighters of the White Bone Sect, neither of them is prepared to go to the front line, which clearly shows their intention to slack off.
"good!"
Sangji clasped his hands together, thinking to himself: Venerable One, please make yourself at home.
Fang Qing established his power to serve himself, rather than the other way around.
Even though he has now seized the highest power in the Temple of No Forms of All Beings, he still prioritizes his own cultivation.
Even the Fang family only promoted one Tara.
As for how many cultivators will die in this great battle? Perhaps only the guy who returns ten years later will care more—
He returned to the secret place, swallowed another fourth-tier essence pill, and entered a state of cultivation.
For Fang Qing, now that he has reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, the path ahead is clear, so he naturally wants to make the most of every second to cultivate.
Ideally, one should advance to the late Nascent Soul stage before the outcome of this great battle!
West of Wushan County.
The original site of the Xuan Tu Sect has now been transformed into a vast, continuous camp.
A ray of moonlight and a beam of crystal-clear light illuminated the land, making it seem as if it had been transformed into a sacred paradise.
"Fang Daoling—pays homage to Tara!"
Fang Daoling entered the tent and saw the Medicine King Qing Dumu sitting cross-legged. He quickly bowed deeply.
"This thing—is hereby bestowed upon you."
A spirit pot appeared in the hand of the Medicine King Qing Dumu and tossed it to Fang Daoling.
Fang Daoling was immediately astonished upon handling it: "This is—the [Ji Shui] spiritual artifact? Why does it give me a feeling of being connected to it by blood and flesh?"
He had finally managed to accumulate a Dao Foundation Spiritual Artifact, and this pot felt to him to be of better quality than any other Dao Foundation Spiritual Artifact he had ever seen!
"This foundational spiritual artifact is called the 'Jun Tian Pot,' a family heirloom of the Luo family of Tianshui—"
"The Medicine King, Qing Du Mu, spoke slowly."
"The Luo family of Tianshui?"
Fang Daoling felt a burning sensation in his hand and almost threw away this rare Dao Foundation Spiritual Artifact.
"This—could it be a hook?"
"Although this item is named after the Luo family, it actually belongs to the cliff—but its only function may not be to open the East Sea Blessed Land."
The Medicine King, Qing Dumu, explained the whole story: "Back then, the Fang family ancestors were trapped in Sanshui'ao, and countless lives and lives were refined into this pot. Now that it has fallen into your hands, it can be considered a return to its rightful owner."
I just don't know how they plan to use me.
Fang Daoling suddenly felt a sense of desolation, but he also knew that a Dao Foundation cultivator could be useful to the Purple Mansion and thus save their life.
If we resolutely refuse to accept it, we might end up dying on the battlefield.
Only those who have value can survive!
"Thank you, Tara, for bestowing this treasure!"
"good!"
After a moment of silence, the Medicine King Qing Dumu continued, "The Qingli Fang family's lineage is based on the virtue of water—that's not bad."
After being elevated to the status of Tara, she was able to peruse most of the scriptures of Wusheng Temple, and was no longer completely ignorant about the lineages and traditions of Taoism.
Fang Daoling, being an unorthodox practitioner, rarely received guidance from a True Person of the Purple Mansion, so he listened attentively.
"The Sun and Moon, and the Metal and Fire traditions are not suitable for lower-level practitioners; it is right not to participate. Lower-level practitioners should be diligent, focusing on Water, Wood, and..."
earth--
The Medicine King, Qing Dumu, said: "In terms of the virtue of water, [Zhen Water] occupies the proper position of the virtue of water, but unfortunately it violated a taboo, which led to the decline of the Canghai Sect and its demotion to the Canghai Gate—[Bi Water] is good at nurturing, and [Chen Water] is spiritually refined; both have the lineage of supernatural powers within their temples—as for [Ji Water]?"
Mentioning that his family's main lineage of cultivation was the most suitable destiny for the Fang family, Fang Daoling couldn't help but ask, "What about the [Ji Water]?"
"This lineage is not passed down in the temple. Perhaps it exists, but I cannot see it."
The Medicine King, Qing Dumu, said calmly, "The [Jishui] has a special connection with my White Bone Sect. Within just one prefecture, there are the Bai family and the Canghai Sect, both of whom have inherited supernatural powers—it all depends on your fate."
"But according to my deductions, your opportunity lies not in these two families, but in this Juntian Pot—"
Upon hearing this, Fang Daoling looked at the magical weapon in his hand, his feelings a complex mix of emotions: "It seems that I can't escape this fate after all—"
Qi Refining Channel.
The cultivation world of the East Sea.
Somewhere in the sea area where Fujian Island is located.
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Among the nine major powers in the East China Sea, the most powerful now are Shuiyue Palace and Leiyin Temple, which are now hiding in seclusion.
The four gates are already in ruins. Of the three islands, only Tian Sha Island is still relatively intact. It is rumored that the Shang family patriarch was injured.
The island lord of Fujian Island is rumored to have been severely injured by an avatar of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
This caused widespread panic on Talisman Sword Island, and attracted countless rogue cultivators to raid it.
As one of the major powers, how could it not encroach on the interests of other cultivators over such a long period of time?
The wealth and legacy he had accumulated—which aroused much greed—naturally meant that no one dared to touch his beard while the great cultivator was unharmed.
But when the news of the island lord of the Talisman Sword being severely injured spread, it was like the smell of blood spreading in the ocean, attracting a large number of bloodthirsty sharks.
Whoosh!
A talisman fell, transforming into five-colored light, shattering the physical body of a Nascent Soul stage monster.
"Damn the Heavenly Talisman!"
A pitch-black nascent soul let out a miserable cry, flashed a few times in the void, and vanished without a trace in an instant.
"Hmph—daring to covet the spirit stone mine of my Talisman Sword Island, this is the end for you—shattering the Nascent Soul body of this old monster Jinmu this time is enough to make this old demon recuperate for decades—"
Master Tianfu murmured to himself, gazing at the large island below.
There is a spirit stone mine on this island, which specializes in producing high-quality spirit stones, and even occasionally produces top-grade spirit stones!
It is a major source of revenue for Talisman Sword Island, so it cannot be easily taken away.
Nowadays, the four Nascent Soul stage cultivators on Talisman Sword Island are practically firefighters, running around in various sea areas.
Even because the profits that Fujian Island had previously absorbed were too great, it had to make some sacrifices and only protect the most important assets.
"Alas—besieging Shuiyue was truly a terrible move—I hope that the Grand Palace Master and the Holy Monk Longshu fail to break through this time, otherwise things will look bad in the future—"
Master Tianfu murmured to himself, but his eyes flashed with a sharp light. Suddenly, he raised his hand.
Splash!
Talismans were scattered into the surrounding void as if they were free, unleashing terrifying third- or even fourth-order fluctuations, faintly forming a large array!
This is the technique of "talisman array". It uses many high-level talismans to instantly set up a one-time array. Apart from burning spirit stones, it has no other drawbacks.
However, a Nascent Soul female cultivator suddenly appeared inside the formation.
He wore a green robe with bright red cuffs, and a dark shield surrounded him. Neither flames and lightning nor ice and golden blades could penetrate the radiance of the black shield magic weapon!
"You are—Zhan Hongxiu? You've already reached the Nascent Soul stage?!"
Master Tianfu exclaimed in surprise and anger, but he was not particularly afraid.
After all, even if Zhan Hongxiu had reached the Nascent Soul stage, she would only be at the early stage, while he was a veteran mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
In terms of seniority, Tianfu is almost second only to the Lord of Fujian Island!
"Indeed—the cultivators from Talisman Sword Island also hunted me down back then, and today they have come to settle their score."
She spread her red sleeves and smiled.
Although she had just condensed her Nascent Soul, the various top-level supernatural abilities and spells cultivated by Core Formation cultivators would only unleash their true power after reaching the Nascent Soul stage!
There were also various powerful treasures obtained through fortuitous encounters, such as the shield made from a fourth-grade superior tortoise shell, and his own Azure Emperor Nails, etc.
It can be said that although his cultivation level is at the early stage of Nascent Soul, he is in no way inferior to a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Even when facing an elderly cultivator, if pushed to the limit, one can use the secret technique of exchanging life for life from the "Turtle and Crane Longevity Technique" to consume the other's lifespan with one's own!
Of course, doing that would be too much of a loss.
Unless it's the true master of Talisman Sword Island, it's not worth my time to take action.
With a flick of her wrist, Zhan Hongxiu conjured a hand seal, and the Azure Emperor Nail transformed into a streak of azure light, shattering the talisman array with a deafening roar.
Upon seeing this, Master Tianfu's expression turned serious, realizing that Zhan Hongxiu was not someone to be trifled with.
How could an ordinary Core Formation cultivator possibly escape the pursuit of a Nascent Soul stage monster several times during the Core Formation stage?
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Sword, most skilled in combat, is not here—it has been lured away by that lame immortal.
The Heavenly Talisman Master sighed inwardly: Otherwise, I would have kept this woman alive today!
The lame immortal had a grudge against a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and had once escaped with his life at the cost of injury.
And that great cultivator was none other than the Lord of Talisman Sword Island!
Upon hearing that the other party was seriously injured, the Lame Immortal could no longer hold back and stepped forward to intervene.
Even though he was forcibly conscripted by the Heavenly Fiend Old Monster and was injured when attacking the Water Moon Palace!
That's why the Lame Immortal firmly believed that the rumors of the Sword Master's serious injury were not false!
Splash!
Above the sky, talismans burst forth from the feathered robes of the Celestial Talisman Master, transforming into streams of light of various colors.
When he actually fought Zhan Hongxiu, he realized that this female cultivator who had just reached the Nascent Soul stage was far more troublesome than he had imagined.
Just then, a strange sound emerged from Master Tianfu's storage bag.
"No!"
His expression changed, and he raised his hand to throw out a top-grade fourth-tier talisman, which he had kept hidden away.
hoohoo!
A terrifying golden phantom appeared, transforming into a celestial halberd that swept across, forcing Zhan Hongxiu back.
Meanwhile, Master Tianfu had already transformed into a streak of light, leaving behind the large spirit stone mine on the island and his numerous disciples, before disappearing into the horizon.
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