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Far away from this jungle, there is a mountain range in the east of Moro Continent. This mountain range is very strange. It does not wind like a dragon, but is connected in a ring.
Within this ring-shaped mountain range, there is a huge basin.
Everywhere in the attic in the basin, there are bright lights in the dark night, but at this moment, there is a sad atmosphere, permeating the basin. It seems that even the rain can't suppress this sadness, and even the thunder and lightning in the sky can't let it go. This sadness dissipates a little bit.
In the mountains outside the basin, there are eight huge pillars ten feet thick scattered in eight directions. The distance between them is not the same, as if growing on the mountains, diagonally inserted into the sky.
About ten thousand feet away from the basin below, these eight stone pillars are connected to a huge Taoist temple. From a distance, it looks like the ancient Taoist temple is supported by these eight stone pillars, hanging in the air.
In addition to being majestic, this Taoist temple is very ordinary and full of simplicity, but within this simplicity, there is majesty that envelopes the earth. At this moment, when the rain suddenly fell rapidly, bursts of bells echoed in the ring of mountains.
The bell sounded solemnly, and at the moment it rang, it broke through the rain and replaced the thunder, but it made the atmosphere in the basin below even stronger, and even faintly weeping could be heard.
In the basin, countless monks, men, women, old and young, walked out of the attics, wearing Taoist robes. Regardless of the rain falling on them and getting their hair wet, they did not use any magical powers. They silently looked at the Taoist temple thousands of feet above with sadness. The rain fell on his face, and the tears in the corners of his eyes flowed down his cheeks.
In the Taoist temple above the basin, an old man in Taoist robes sat cross-legged. This old man had a kind face and kind eyes, but at this moment, his face was pale and bloodless, and he sat there quietly with a calm expression.
In front of him, four people were kneeling. The four people were three men and one woman. Except for one man and one woman who were middle-aged, the remaining two were old.
They were kneeling there with sad expressions on their faces, but there was no trace of respect between their brows and eyes. Especially that woman, this woman was very beautiful and had a certain perseverance, but at this moment, she was biting her lower lip, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes, falling on the ground, making it wet.
"The end of my life as a master is approaching, so you don't need to be too sad We as cultivators will eventually have this day After my master leaves, returning to the Yuan Sect will fall on the shoulders of the four of you "The old man said slowly with kind eyes and reluctance.
"Master!" The woman cried more and more, looking at the elder in front of her, memories of each scene emerged in her mind.
The other three looked even sadder.
"It's a pity that my cultivation has never entered Sui Nirvana. Otherwise, the eighth-level Lingyuan Sect and his entourage would not have had all their lifespan sucked away by the main sect and ended up like this." The old man shook his head, with a look of reluctance. But more importantly, it is helpless.
"Master, why did the Purple Dao Sect set up a formation in our Moro Continent and secretly entered the Alliance Star Territory? After returning, the main sect wanted to bring its wrath on my Guiyuan Sect." The middle-aged man among the four, He clenched his fists and said in a deep voice.
The old man in Taoist robe was silent, his face became paler and paler, and there was a sense of death lingering around him. He said slowly: "The master is like this, I think it must have deep meaning, you better not speculate If you are not willing to accept it, the master a hundred years later will When all the branch sects hold a grand competition, if I, the Guiyuan Sect, can get rid of the last position in the past thousands of years, I will be able to smile as a teacher."
The four of them were silent, with sadness on their faces showing bitterness. The sect-division competition that takes place once a thousand years is a grand ceremony in the Yunhai Star Territory. All sects in the entire Yunhai will participate in this grand ceremony. However, in this grand ceremony, they return to the Yuan Sect, and they will become the last ones every time. Position can never soar to the sky.
The old man in Taoist robes was even more lifeless at this moment. He took a deep breath, looked at the curtain of rain outside the Taoist temple, and raised his right hand, which was as dry as bones. This hand was not like this a few months ago, but At the moment, it seems as if half of the flesh and blood inside it has been sucked dry, like a skeleton.
Seeing the old man¡¯s hand, among the four kneeling people, the woman shed more tears, while the other three clenched their fists so hard that they almost wanted to break their teeth.
The old man in the Taoist robe did not look at his right hand, but waved it in the air. Immediately, a storage crack appeared in front of him. The color of the storage crack was purple-red. As soon as it appeared, a terrifying aura came out of it.
Immediately afterwards, a giant purple-black python slowly poked its head out from inside. The head of this giant python was several feet in size. When it appeared in this Taoist temple, there was an immediate pressure.
It¡¯s just that the giant python looked a little tired. Its head protruded from the crack and surrounded the old man in Taoist robes. Its eyes also showed sadness and reluctance, and its core touched the old man¡¯s body."After I die, this fifth-level purple-eyed python will be the beast of my Guiyuan Sect. You treat it well" The old man's face is no longer pale at this moment, but has a strange ruddy color, full of energy. I also felt inspired all of a sudden, but this excitement was like a flashback, as the deadline was approaching.
"Now, let me use my last bit of vitality to use the Spirit Selection Technique to choose a son to accompany my spirit for my Guiyuan Sect I think this is how I was chosen by your ancestor back then At that time, I was just A young man from a mountain village." A recalling smile appeared on the old man's face, he clasped his hands and closed his eyes silently.
The four people in front of him looked at the old man sadly. They knew that if the heads of the Guiyuan Sect had not died in a foreign land, all those who returned to the ruins would burn everything at the last moment of their lives and use the Zeling of the Guiyuan Sect. Dafa will select those who will be of great help to the Guiyuan Sect in the Moruo Continent in the next hundreds or thousands of years.
This magical power is extremely mysterious. No one can explain the principle clearly. Even the old man in Taoist robes cannot figure it out. He only knows that this Zeling Dafa has been passed down for a long time.
This magical power does not succeed every time. In fact, in the past countless years, the heads of the Guiyuan Sect have only succeeded twice when they used this technique before dying The rest were all failures, which means that at that moment, There are no qualified people on the Moro Continent.
The last trace of vitality and soul in the body of the old man in Taoist robes burned. At this moment, his body also burst into green flames, and gradually disappeared in front of his four disciples.
During this process, his consciousness was unprecedentedly clear, and he seemed to be vaguely exposed to some mysterious rules. Under this rule, his consciousness permeated the entire Moro Continent, looking for the son of the accompanying spirit.
He searched over and over again, but in the end, there was still no sign of finding the son of the accompanying spirit. With a sigh, the old man in Taoist robe understood that the Zeling method was not successful.
At this moment, his body in the Taoist temple was burned by green flames, and only his blurry head was left, and it was about to completely disappear.
But at this moment, his clear consciousness suddenly noticed a ray of light in the rainy night in the jungle in the northern part of the Moro Continent. The reason why he paid attention to this jungle was because it was the gateway to the Alliance Star Territory. The teleportation array is located.
He clearly saw the teleportation array lighting up in the jungle. At the same time, in the light, a white figure slowly appeared. A head of white hair in the dark night seemed to be floating in the sky. The rainwater trembled, and what was even more vivid was that the roaring thunder suddenly dissipated as if they were afraid of this person.
"Thishe" The old man's consciousness in Taoist robes fluctuated violently. At this moment, his consciousness was clear and clear as never before. The moment he saw the young man in white, he suddenly had a terrible guess.
This person is not the Yunhai monk! !
At this moment, the young man in white raised his head and glanced at the sky coldly. At this moment, thunder suddenly rose and everyone retreated with a roar. The old man in Taoist robes was shocked. The gaze of the young man in white actually shocked his mind. Especially at this moment, he was in the Zeling Dafa and merged with some mysterious rules between heaven and earth. It seemed that he saw countless wronged souls surrounding that white-clothed young man. Around the young man, there were too many of these innocent souls, dense and earth-shattering. They stared at the young man in white with ferocious resentment, but they did not dare to approach.
These are the people who died at the hands of Wang Lin in his life!
An extreme crisis instantly enveloped the mind of the old man in Taopao. He frantically withdrew his consciousness and wanted to tell his disciples the news as soon as possible. He wanted his disciples to escape immediately and inform the main sect of the news immediately!
In the Taoist temple, the old man, who was almost burning up, suddenly opened his eyes! This sudden move immediately made the four people in front of him look up.
"North" He only had time to say these two words. The deadline was approaching, his soul collapsed, and his consciousness turned into nothingness, and all traces of it in this world disappeared.
With strong unwillingness and crazy struggle, the old man shouted two words again at the moment he disappeared.
"White hair"
The four of them stared blankly ahead. Their master was returning to the ruins, but the four words before leaving were firmly remembered by them. Although, they didn't know why the master's last expression was filled with shock. .
In Guiyuan Sect, the bells echoed, and the sound of crying in the basin dispersed with the bells, with sadness, reluctance, confusion and hesitation
"All disciples of the Guiyuan Sect, go to the north of Moro and look for all those who are qualified to practice Taoism, regardless of age, especially white hair!"
In the jungle in the northern part of the Moro Continent, Wang Lin withdrew his gaze to the sky. The rain fell on his body and wetted his clothes with the snow he had brought in the Alliance Star Territory. It turned into snow and flowed down his clothes. , as Wang Lin walked forward slowly, he landed on the ground of this foreign land
The snow of the alliance and the rain of the sea of ??clouds, at this moment, are indistinguishable from each other
"When you leave, you will be greeted by snow, and when you come, you will be greeted by rain It seems good." Wang Lin took a deep breath of the air from the sea of ??clouds and walked into the depths of the jungle. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)On the way, the snow he brought from the Alliance Star Territory was wetted on his clothes. It turned into snow and stayed along his clothes. As Wang Lin walked forward slowly, it fell on the ground of this foreign country ¡
The snow of the alliance and the rain of the sea of ??clouds, at this moment, are indistinguishable from each other
"When you leave, you will be greeted by snow, and when you come, you will be greeted by rain It seems good." Wang Lin took a deep breath of the air from the sea of ??clouds and walked into the depths of the jungle. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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