Looking at the wall in front of him, He Fan was slightly confused.
This is the outer wall of the sect master's hall. No matter from the inside or the outside, it is just a thin layer.
And even though He Fan had Kunpeng bloodline, he couldn't feel even the slightest bit of spatial fluctuation from it.
"The world is hidden in the sky, use the face as the door, open it!"
At this moment, Master Daoming raised his hand and pressed it on the wall, and softly recited the incantation.
As he spoke, the originally flat wall began to surge slightly like water.
As soon as Master Daoming stepped on it, half of his body was submerged into it.
"Hello, fellow Taoist, don't worry, just come with me."
He turned around and shouted at He Fan, completely submerging himself into it.
Looking at the wall in front of him, He Fan could tell that this was not a spatial method, but a mysterious and mysterious formation.
This time, He Fan, who had originally doubted whether there was a treasure in the Lingming Sect, began to look forward to it.
He stepped slightly and his body hit the wall.
That feeling was really like entering water. Without any hindrance, his figure submerged into the wall and disappeared.
Then, the swinging wall gradually leveled off after the two entered it, and once again turned into an ordinary wall full of cracks.
After entering it, He Fan did not feel that he had been transported somewhere, but as if he had come to a void. Everything around him seemed unreal, but it still existed.
This is a small room with only one floor. Through the decoration in the room, it can be seen that it is similar to a meeting hall.
"Master, what is going on here, and how was the sect destroyed?"
He Fan hesitated for a moment, then spoke to the Dao Ming master in front of him.
As soon as these words came out, Master Dao Ming's face obviously showed a little bit of unspeakable sadness.
He shook his head, did not refuse He Fan, and spoke slowly.
Under the conditions of the demon clan, each sect had no choice but to go to the demon aura to prepare for interviews with the superior demon clan.
However, after entering, they discovered that the location agreed upon by the demons and them was an empty valley.
Even though they were all present, not even half of the demons showed up.
After waiting for half a day, everyone gave up the negotiation and hurriedly returned to their respective sects because they were afraid of falling into the demon's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
But what they didn¡¯t know at that time was that the demon king had united with several succubi and planted the seeds of demonic energy in their hearts in a way that no one could detect.
Master Dao Ming was the first to react. After realizing that he could not remove the demonic seeds, he forcibly cut off most of his consciousness that was not contaminated by the demonic seeds and turned it into the divine consciousness in front of He Fan. Doppelg?nger.
After that, it didn¡¯t take long before he was completely controlled by the demonic seeds, summoned all the elders in the sect, and then blew himself up in front of the elders.
Through his exploding body, the demonic seeds were injected into the defenseless bodies of the elders, turning them all into demon puppets.
After that, there was a brutal massacre within the sect
Having said this, the soul clone of Dao Mingzhen sat down on the chair next to him.
Even though he was just a ghost now, He Fandu still felt the deep powerlessness and pain from him.
"If I hadn't gone back, I might still be aware of the demonic seeds, and there wouldn't be"
He Fan stood in front of him and whispered to Master Daoming.
"Things have already happened. Fellow Taoist Ruohe is really sorry, so please do me a favor."
At this moment, Master Daoming regained his composure, raised his head and chuckled at He Fan.
With his words, He Fan could clearly feel that the knot in his heart was slightly loosened!
He nodded solemnly and said, "If there is anything you need me to do, just say so!"
"The Lingming Sect owes you too many favors, and we can only repay them in the next life. This time, I won't bother you anymore, Fellow Daoist He!"
Seeing He Fan agree, Master Daoming stood up and solemnly bowed to He Fan with his fists clasped.
Before He Fan could react, he turned around and faced the room.
At this moment, I saw Master Daoming forming a strange spell with both hands, and the power of his spiritual consciousness was pouring out crazily.
At the same time, the room in front of him began to tremble slightly, crazy.??Changed.
As the room continued to change, the speed of change also began to speed up.
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, please remember what I say next. After the spell is cast, my soul will disappear."
After the words fell, Master Daoming¡¯s body began to gradually become illusory.
Master Daoming was very conscientious and started to tell him about the origin of the magic weapon.
This matter has to start from who knows how many years ago. The beginning of the story is not even the founder of Lingming Sect, but the ancestors of that founder who have countless generations.
At that time, he was just a hunter and had no way to practice.
One day, when he went into the mountains as usual, the world suddenly changed. The mountains undulated and trembled, and the sky even opened a huge mouth!
As a hunter, he naturally couldn't escape, so he passed out directly. When he woke up, the mountains had turned into flat ground. He just happened to
On the edge of that strength, unhurt.
And in the center of the battle, there lay a man covered in white robes.
He didn¡¯t dare to wake the other person up. He hesitated for a long time before going forward to test. However, the other person was lying there motionless as if dead.
The hunter hesitated for a while, took away a white mirror that was tightly held in the other's arms, and fled back home.
??In the end, the white mirror was passed from generation to generation, and reached the hands of the founding ancestor of the Lingming Sect, and became the most powerful treasure of the Lingming Sect today.
What Daoming Zhenren is doing now is to gather the Lingming Sect¡¯s luck from generation to generation and forcibly activate the magic weapon!
It¡¯s just that the activation process of this magic weapon is not fast. What He Fan needs to do is to guard this magic weapon and prevent the demons from interrupting its activation process.
"What will happen if this magic weapon is turned on?"
He Fan nodded. Even though he heard the legendary origin of the magical weapon, he still didn't understand what it was used for.
"The Dongzhou Demon Clan can be eradicated!"
Master Daoming took out a breath and said seriously.
"Then why didn't you use it in the first place?"
He Fan blinked, a little doubtful of the other party's words.
"What he said is true. That thing should be Sun Moon True Monarch's Guiyang Mirror."
At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in He Fan's ears.
He Fan's eyes lit up, and he knew clearly that it was the sound of the golden ball that was eating the weapon, and it woke up from its deep sleep!
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