Yu Sha - Chapter 638: The lights are about to collapse like a building

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The unprecedented majestic jade light turned into immeasurable divine clouds that continuously washed away Shang Bo’s figure, and then after penetrating Shang Bo’s figure, it even tore open the narrow bloody battlefield. , in the process of penetration, it even stirred a corner of the outer sea to almost boiling.

And it was during this washing process that when Uncle Shang’s essence, energy and spirit were reduced to three elements, his soul and true spirit, together with the minced flesh and blood and the dregs of bones, were washed away into powder by the clear jade light. , when even the spiritual light originally practiced by Taoists was washed away from the powder.

In the world of the Three Yuan Realm, there is no longer Shang Bo, and all traces of his existence have been erased.

Even because of the collapse of Shang Bo and the smelting of his Dao Fruit, the corner of the world of Taixuan Zongzhen also changed from a geomantic treasure land to a desolate and fragmented state.

The form and spirit do not exist, and the Tao and fruit do not exist.

At this moment, only the roar of Uncle Shang’s struggle for survival before his death was still being transmitted between heaven and earth with great difficulty.

He may have more secrets that he has yet to tell.

But it is enough to reveal the divine realm above the golden elixir to the world.

After understanding the direction, all the cultivators in the world headed toward that noble realm and explored the various secrets in that realm.

Sooner or later, these layers of fog curtains will be lifted by everyone.

And in the process of searching like this, I don’t know how many geniuses and evildoers will be created, and I don’t know what kind of noble and wonderful methods will be achieved.

That is the beauty of the process of practicing Taoism, rather than teaching people to lay all the 100% paths ahead brick by brick in front of them.

You can’t teach a genius monster, you can’t teach a great monk in the golden elixir realm, and you can’t teach a real person in the divine realm!

When people in this world reach the realm of cultivation like Zhu Xiu, there are very few things that can influence their beliefs. Even the talk of the mysterious realm above the golden elixir has not shaken the foundation of their Taoist hearts.

Uncle Shang’s role is already “perfect” for all cultivators, and for such a great cause of opening up the way and spreading the Dharma, either like Chu Weiyang, all the sects will pay a heavy price and be enshrined as the ancestor of the Dharma lineage; or they will simply Once and for all, use life and death to cut off all cause and effect!

And if everyone in the world thinks that a person deserves to die, then it will become a sin for him to live again.

And just like what Chu Weiyang said, Uncle Shang had already made all his evil thoughts too specific.

No one knows whether he will release the darkness in his heart after he truly stops in that realm, and whether those vows and oaths, no matter how meticulous they are, will have any effect on real people in the divine realm.

But no one dares to gamble with their own lives and the general trend of the world.

Therefore, under the gaze of the cultivators, the ashes and dust scattered all over the sky in the clear jade light were the final display of Uncle Shang’s tragic end.

And it was at this moment that everyone, such as the elders of the sect, the great leaders of the sects, and Chu Weiyang, who was still in the mysterious realm of the unity of heaven and man, no longer looked at the scattered powder, but once again looked away from the distance. Looking into the deepest part of the sea.

At this moment, in the blood-red crimson cloud that fills the sky, the True Dragon’s aura rising into the sky toward the Golden Core realm seems to be the only one in the world, the most dazzling candle fire among the endless colorful colors. .

The powerful and majestic aura has been enough to teach many monks to actually sense it. The aura is still changing, but every change in the breath is steadily transforming towards the divine realm.

And at this moment, as if sensing the eyes of Zhu Xiu, almost at the same time, Yushu Dragon King stood on the altar, raised his head, and looked far away in the direction of the hanging wall.

The old Dragon King’s old eyes swept over the cultivators, and in the successive looks at each other, the Old Dragon King only showed a subtle smile, appearing confident.

After jumping out of the fence and traveling on the road to a higher level, the old Dragon King was not like Uncle Shang. He was no longer afraid of the almost unified murderous thoughts of the cultivators and the majestic intertwined qi.

In the process of looking around, the old Dragon King only showed a little fear when he saw Chu Weiyang’s divine form.

After all, Chu Weiyang pointed out that the divine glow that was directly transformed into the clear brilliance of jade made Shang Bo’s body and soul annihilate. That kind of power that directly originated from the great power between heaven and earth can truly teach the old man. The Dragon King felt a sense of crisis in his life.

But soon, under the gaze of the old Dragon King, Chu Weiyang was already disappearing with Shang Bo, with the “Nine Heavens Rank Map” disappearing, and with this matter outside the ancient alliance book ended, and once again fell from the state of unity between man and woman.

Even if he was still in the process of falling, when Chu Weiyang really had this idea and wanted to lift the pen to point it in the air, he only felt that the talisman pen in his hand was as heavy as a thousand stones.

He was powerless and used the same method again.

The power of heaven and earth granted by the “Jade Book” is fading away like a tide at this moment.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages, and now it seems that it is almost inevitable that the Yushu Dragon King will become the only existence in this realm of gods and real people in a short period of time.

Therefore, after watching Chu Weiyang’s figure become illusory and dim little by little, the elimination of this last possible threat finally taught Yushu Dragon King that he could no longer bear it any longer.

Hibernating in the outer sea for such a long time, the planning started from earlier, the control and application of all kinds of causal luck, all the efforts and efforts.

Finally, finally such an achievement!

It’s a real dragon, a demon god!

He is the only one in this brilliant world!

And at this time, perhaps it was some kind of catharsis for his own state of mind. In the maniacal laughter that he finally couldn’t help but laugh, the five-color aura flourished in the mirror wheel that the old Dragon King hung.

It was the aura of the divine realm that was constantly blooming, and each breath was more majestic and terrifying than the last!

And it was in this continuous laughter that the jade light dimmed, and Chu Weiyang’s divine phantom completely disappeared from the place. When he looked again, even the incense and treasure weapon suddenly disappeared. It created a spiritual light and disappeared into Tiantai Taoist City.

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At the same time, in the north of the Chalcedony River, in Tingchang Mountain, in the Taoist Palace on the top of the mountain.

When I was stationed at the Gate to the West, there was no role for Mother Danxia. Later, when I was stationed at the Hanging Wall, there was no role for Mother Danxia.

Everyone in the world seemed to have forgotten Old Mother Danxia, ​​and Old Mother Danxia herself seemed to be cut off from heaven and earth.

And this isolation lasted until Uncle Shang’s true sun fire struck down, until the “Jade Book” was revealed, and until Chu Weiyang’s figure induced the brilliant Taoist sound.

Since then, Mrs. Danxia has been watching everything happening over the Aoping River from a distance.

Until that stroke that Chu Weiyang clicked from afar.

In just this moment, Danxia’s mother had already sensed that as Chu Weiyang did great things one after another, the fortune that belonged to Tingchang Mountain was being released crazily like mercury pouring out of control.

During this moment, Mother Danxia had made several attempts.

From the ancient inheritance of Danqing Yuanzong, any secret method advancement related to suppressing the fortune was tried by Danxia’s mother.

However, the reason why the luck cannot be suppressed has never been the lack of secret techniques, but the foundation of Danxia’s own fortune is already a castle in the air, completely in vain, and it is impossible to suppress the fortune foundation of the dojo.

One wrong step, every wrong step.

In the past, he was a humble monk in the Qi refining stage who had never been erased from his trance. In the blink of an eye, he had become a serious problem that he had no control over.

Especially the stroke that Chu Weiyang made from afar.

More than just teaching the old Dragon King to be afraid of one person.

Even Danxia’s mother felt truly frightened.

That was a blow that even those who were at the upper levels of the Golden Core realm would feel threatened by life and death. What’s more, now that I have fallen from that realm, I am no longer at the peak.

Now, even the latecomers are catching up with his own stature, and are about to become outstanding.

There is also the abandoned disciple of Tingchang Mountain who is almost indistinguishable from Chu Weiyang, the former senior sister, Chun Yuzhi, now a great monk in the golden elixir realm.

Everything, along with the outpouring of luck at this moment, finally gave Old Mother Danxia a sense of powerlessness for no reason.

Could it be that re-establishing the Danqing Yuan Sect was just an unrealistic wish of his own?

Why is it that the more we move towards this goal, the more people feel that we are further away from that goal?

Danxia’s mother couldn’t figure it out, she just felt that the cause and effect were paradoxical and the luck was mocking, and she gradually began to feel as if her fate was in trouble.

So, for a long time, Danxia’s mother was clearly staring at the distant sky, looking at the clear jade light above the Baoping River, but she was immersed in the pure sadness and cold emotion. among.

Until Chu Weiyang’s divine form turned into an illusion again, until the jade light was about to gradually disappear from the real world.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, the figure of Danxia’s mother suddenly shook.

The outpouring of fortune-telling information in Tingchangshan Dojo stopped abruptly in this flash.

My mother never thought there was anything strange about this. After all, no matter how Chu Weiyang eliminated the Taoist luck, it was impossible to teach the Taoist luck to disappear just because he recorded the classics. All changes would naturally come to a sudden halt because of Chu Weiyang’s disappearance.

But in the next moment, the changes in the dojo’s fortune foundation were more like an introduction, triggering more changes in the fortune aspects of Old Mother Danxia.

It was an indescribable and subtle natural change in a flash, but as that moment passed, a sense of “steadiness” that had never been experienced before suddenly appeared in Danxia’s mother’s mind. In the mind.

It’s as if the rootless duckweed has soil to take root and sprout.

A certain kind of charm that Old Mother Danxia should have had since the beginning of her practice, but had never possessed before, was easily mastered by Old Mother Danxia at this moment.

It was as if all the practice for most of my life was preparing for this moment.

Old Mother Danxia knows what this is. This is what she lacks and belongs to the authority of the Danqing Yuanzong Taoist lineage!

Precisely because of this, along with a certain level of luck and charm, almost instantly, Danxia’s mother’s cultivation Qi soared.

I have been working hard for half my life to get my long-cherished wish fulfilled.

But it was at this time that boundless sadness overwhelmed Danxia’s mother.

“Senior brother——”

When she looked again, tears were streaming down her face, and her neck seemed to be filled with lead, but she was still twisting it hard and sluggishly, looking towards the west of the extreme west.

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