Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

This result did not bring too many surprises. Although most saints have faced the road of beheading the three corpses, Bai Ze's choice seems to be a bit cunning. He uses the hidden cultivation of his body and the "evil **" in secret to challenge the strong enemy, and even exposes himself to the extreme. He is indeed extraordinary.

Even if you hide in the dark corners, I will always find out your true identity.

Deep down in his heart, Yu Yuan strengthened his determination.

This was also the first time that he had strong malice in his heart. This time, the strong man named Bai Ze really angered him.

Uttarakuru is surrounded by the sea and is considered to be the most desolate place in the ancient world.

Far from the hustle and bustle of the world, this area is filled with toxic fog and harsh environment, and most places are shrouded in toxic methane. Only a few life forms that adapt to extreme environments can survive here.

In the north, there is an endless sandy desert with dancing and rolling sand. The ground is extremely dry and there is no chance of survival without any water source.

Occasionally, some strange-looking monsters flash across the vast yellow sand, trying to find food and water.

The sand makes the whole land full of misery and gloom.

In a quiet and secluded corner, there stands a huge foggy island, on the top of which stands a towering city wall, as if this place was once a symbol of a grand ancient empire.

Through the crumbling city walls one can glimpse a series of dilapidated palaces.

This is the lost Tiandu Palace of the ancient Beast God Empire, which fell on the vast land of the northern border and witnessed the vicissitudes of history.

Although these ruins appear desolate, they were once temples of supreme power, full of infinite splendor and glory.

Among the ruins eroded by strong winds, a Frost-Winged Snake that has cultivated for thousands of years transformed into a cold white mist and slowly swam back and forth, trying to find new possibilities in the secret place that it has been searching for for centuries.

But unfortunately, I found that I gained nothing. After traveling for a long time, I failed to see even a little ray of hope.

Just as the stern snake was about to return in disappointment, it found that the ground beneath its feet began to shake violently, as if the deep earth had turned over, making a rumbling sound.

The Frost-Winged Snake opened its eyes wide, and saw that the huge hill in front of it suddenly rose to a higher peak, and the ancient Dragon Palace quietly emerged in the air.

The temple is inlaid with thousands of dazzling fairy crystals, shining brightly. Every part is carefully carved and exquisitely detailed, exquisite and dazzling.

Under the scorching sun, the magnificent roof glows with dazzling gold, like a majestic pavilion made of real gold.

Surrounded by the immortal temple, hundreds of huge stone pillars stand in place, engraved with star patterns and various auspicious animal patterns, as if life is wriggling on the pillars, climbing up on them, as if a majestic sound of breaking out of the cocoon is about to be heard.

The hall was surrounded by shimmering golden clouds, showing brilliant colors in the wind. On the top of the door plaque, two golden beast language characters "Dragon Honor" appeared faintly - "Dragon Emperor Hall!"

When the thousand-year-old cold beast snake saw these three words, it felt a sense of reverence in its heart and fell to its knees with a "dong".

It prostrated itself on the ground, worshipping the "Dragon Emperor Palace" with a pious heart, with irrepressible joy flashing in its eyes.

The Dragon Emperor Palace reappears before its eyes. What a blessing and opportunity!

Whenever I imagine the rich treasures within, or even the hidden legacy of the Dragon King, a feeling of passion and excitement fills my heart.

"Oh~"

At this moment, a voice as thin as a silk thread was heard softly.

In the vast sea of ​​sand, all sleeping creatures seem to be reviving.

The Frostwing Snake trembled all over, its heartbeat froze for a moment, its breathing became involuntarily still, and its lively eyes gradually lost their luster.

Its soul disappeared after that sigh.

Above the building, the atmosphere was as quiet as water, with a hint of warm sunshine floating in the air. A layer of mist lightly surrounded every inch of space. A snow-white strange beast slowly opened its crystal clear eyes, as deep and bright as the night sky.

A beam of golden light came through the open window, spreading gentle and delicate shadows in the spacious hall, as if drawing a dreamy pattern with the strokes of light. The silver dress embraced by the halo seemed to be floating clouds suspended in the air, and the two corners trembled gently in the beam of light and trembled leisurely in the wind.

The snow-white creature slowly revealed its slender figure, and each of its fine and soft manes shone with the power of life and glory under the sunlight. It stood up from the cloud bed, and its soft steps contained not only dignified grace, but also an unparalleled dignity.

Standing quietly in the huge space before the throne, he looked at the thrones solemnly arranged on both sides. His eyes were filled with the weight of wisdom and history. "My Lord... can you really come back?"

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Wenwan and Huiyan rode the emperor's golden chariot towards the northern sea.

Sitting together holding hands, the former has an extraordinary aura while the latter has a delicate face.

The golden canopy of the Forbidden City is like a ladder leading to the sky, and below it overlooks the endless blue sea, which is rich in colors and shines like a sapphire.

In the distance was the vast ocean, in the near distance were islands buffeted by the tide, with mountains hidden in between. The royal carriage driven by nine dragons was extremely majestic, with each beast's mouth revealing terrifying fangs, exuding an unfathomable charm.

This divine carriage is extremely fast and can cross the vast and boundless wild land in one day.

After a short while, they arrived at a place called "Wenwan" and stopped near it.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she had left the car, with her toes lightly stepping on the clouds. Her appearance was extremely graceful, and her eyes were as bright as the stars and the moon. She exuded a free and easy charm every time she turned around. She wore a white and light fairy dress and swayed in the breeze.

Wen Wan smiled and asked: "Won't you invite me to relive it again?"

Miao Xin replied in a low voice: "If there is any news from Xue Ze, I will inform you." Next... the warm house will open its doors to all travelers. Come in now, and you don't have to worry about being rejected."

After settling down, she disappeared like a dream.

Is it a subtle invitation?

The gentle look in her eyes touched a part of Yu Xin, and she felt that the effect of this last practice was surprisingly good.

Due to Bai Ling's current level of cultivation, he can no longer collect medicinal food to meet his needs, so his enthusiasm for traveling to "Bai Qiu" has gradually decreased.

He considered this as an unintentional harvest during "cultivation", which was nothing more than stealing chickens for him.

Although he was already familiar with the situation where Ling Yun had gained unfair benefits, he did have reasons to explore new partners in order to achieve the goal of "growing and expanding the army."

But now he is dealing with other matters and seems a little overwhelmed.

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Fairyland

As the agreed date approached, thousands of gods gradually returned to ** City, listening to Zhenyuan Daxian's explanation of the truth of the way of heaven while waiting for the announcement of the competition results.

The immortal tree behind Zhen Yuan Da Xian was tall and majestic, with luxuriant and complex branches and leaves that blocked out the dazzling sunlight. Fine rays of light fell on the ground in the city, faintly revealing strings of spiritual fruits that looked like babies hanging from the branches.

Many gods were disappointed with the tree, but because the tree only produced thirty rare and precious "resurrection grass" fruits every year, most of them were destined to return home on a disappointing journey.

As more gods poured into ** City, the original solemn and harmonious atmosphere here was gradually replaced by noisy sounds.

Many gods gathered together and talked secretly, sharing with each other their new insights of the past few days, and hoping to stand out in the countless competitions and thereby obtain the rare and precious spiritual fruits of their dreams that could help them advance in their cultivation.

The most controversial one is the wonderful duel between Yu Yuan, the "pneumatic monk" of Jiejiao, and Brahmacharya of **jiao.

No one had expected that these two sects representing the power of the Holy Way would spark real sparks because of this duel, and demonstrate the ultimate power confrontation in the life-and-death contest.

What was even more surprising was that under the astonished gazes of many gods, the supreme master "Brahma Tika" was defeated by Yu Yuan and was controlled by his opponent at will, resulting in a complete defeat.

Once considered a powerful figure with a great chance of being promoted to the Quasi-Saint realm, the failure of Venerable "Bantiga" completely changed his image and prospects, revealing his shortcomings in cultivation.

What shocked people in particular was that the "Xuanhuang Chaos Treasure Gourd" that Yu Yuan used at the end of the decisive battle cut off the three beams of air on the head of "Bantiga" and the five elements of spiritual energy on the chest in one fell swoop, causing all his decades of hard pursuit and practice to go to waste.

Even a person with an indomitable heart of Taoism could sense that his own cultivation level had fallen to the level of a true immortal in the face of such a situation. "Brahmacharya" fell into a state of madness and tried to find an opportunity to retaliate against Yu Yuan.

However, only the pharmacist took action and restrained him by force.

Not long ago, an informed person revealed that it was rumored that even the two supreme leaders of the ** religion would find it difficult to restore the lost level of cultivation of "Bantiga".

But this incident seemed to inspire him with a deep insight into the meaning of life. He gave up the title of "Venerable Master" and devoutly converted to Buddhism under the guidance of the two great masters. He was willing to become a Master and devote himself to practicing the great way of joy.

It is said that he even vowed to use the way of joy to understand the origin of the universe and the path to liberation, and was committed to achieving the ultimate nirvana enlightenment through this path. His story has triggered new thinking and exploration about the sublimation of spiritual realm.

Rumors spread like thunder, coming and going fast. At this moment, in the ** holy land of the earthly immortal world, the focus of all practitioners is still on the distribution of the thirty golden jade ginsengs and the management rights of the spirit domain!

Facing the gazes of many practitioners, Tai Yuanzi stopped ** and looked around: "It is the last moment of the third day. All practitioners are requested to bring their merit beads and publicly display the amount of merit they have accumulated."

After hearing these words, many practitioners took off into the air with full confidence, raised their merit beads, and headed towards the location of the golden jade ginseng. It was as if they had stepped into a mysterious energy field, and the merit beads in their hands immediately shone with luster.

The vast majority of the merit beads shine with a light green glow, but only a few emit a golden, dazzling glow.