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On a deserted island, a mysterious Buddha head suddenly appeared. When he opened his mouth, a faint light flew out of his mouth.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:?????????? The faint light is actually a little man glowing with Buddha light. If your eyesight is sharp enough, you can spot at the first glance that the little man looks like the Xue Monk Zhuang Zhenghe.
"Master, you have read it, when will my physical body be restored?" Zhuang Zhenghe asked quickly with a hint of anxiety.
The Buddha's head said coldly: "It's just an ordinary mortal body. It can be used at any time. Even if it's a trivial matter, it will cause panic. No wonder it can't be a big deal."
Zhuang Zhenghe was obviously a little afraid of this mysterious Buddha head, so he nodded hurriedly: "Master said that wherever we go now, the foundation we finally developed on Black Flame Island will be completely destroyed. It is a pity."
Ksitigarbha's Buddha head said calmly: "It's just a small island. You have never seen it. You have never seen the terrifying scene of billions and billions of believers worshiping together during the heyday of Buddhism. Now this foundation is not enough." What."
But then a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he thought of something and said: "I forgot, this place is a land of exile, how can it be restored to its heyday. I still have to kill the Azure Dragon King, and take his luck with him Leave this place so that I can return to Buddhism and aspire to become the Buddha."
"Master, where did you leave?" Zhuang Zhenghe was confused and asked curiously.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
Buddha Tou snorted coldly, and suddenly four or five warriors came to the island, and his attention immediately shifted. His eyes were like blood, and patches of bloody bodhi appeared. In the depths of his eyes, an ancient Buddhist dojo emerged, and he opened his mouth and took a sharp breath.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A group of green light emerged from the foreheads of the four or five low-grade Martial Saint adventurers, struggling to be sucked into his mouth, and their bodies fell to the ground.
"You go and choose one at random. You only have one chance to reincarnate. This is also your last chance."
Zhuang Zhenghe was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly flew over. The Buddha opened his mouth and chanted sutras. Ancient Buddhist inscriptions appeared from his mouth, and among the rays of Buddha's light, a corpse slowly stood up on the ground.
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While Zhuang Zhenghe was performing the ritual of turning around, Xiao Chen and Mo Chen were wandering around on Black Flame Island. Strictly speaking, it was not wandering.
After Zhuang Zhenghe and his party leave, Tianxing Island will definitely take over the management of Heiyan Island. It would be good to inspect the situation on the island in advance.
"Brother Xiao, this Black Flame Island contains top-notch earth fire and black flame. It is an excellent place to build a weapon refining pavilion. I want to transfer all the clan members here and build a top weapon refining pavilion. "
Xiao Chen had heard something about it. Previously, due to the Dragon Marriage Seven Heroes and other reasons, the Mo family members had been living on a desert island outside the waters of Tianxing Island. Only a small number of them were on Tianxing Island.
Now that all hostile forces have been cleared near Star Island, there is no obstacle for the Mo family to come in.
What's more, the Mo family is originally a weapon-refining family. It used to be famous in the Yunhai area. There are countless weapon-refining masters in the family, and there are also ancestral weapon-refining secrets. As long as there are enough resources and a top-notch venue, it is not difficult to build a weapon refining pavilion that is not inferior to the Holy Land.
Looking a little dazed, Xiao Chen thought of something farther away. He thought of his clansmen far away in the sky.
"Forget it, now I think it's still a bit far away. The direct family of the Qing Emperor's descendants returning to Kunlun is much more complicated than the Mo family, and there are a lot of unpredictable factors.
It is better to wait until Tianlong City is built, then go to the lower realm, pick up all the Xiao family, and let them return to the place where they should stay.
Otherwise, Xiao Chen would not be able to rest assured if there was no safety guarantee.
No matter how worried you are in the Cangqiong Realm, Emperor Wu can't go there. With the Haotian Sect's branch and the mysterious Qin royal family guarding it, it's safer than in Kunlun.
"Brother Xiao, what's wrong?" Mo Chen asked with concern when he saw that Xiao Chen was in a daze and seemed to have thought of something else.
Xiao Chen came back to his senses and smiled: "It's okay. Can our teleportation array on Tianxing Island be teleported to the lower world?"
Mo Chen said: "Yes, the Martial God Palace also has a teleportation point in the lower realm, but this kind of teleportation requires a huge amount of resources."
"Understood." Xiao Chen understood in his heart that resources were not a problem, and it would be much more convenient to go to Cangqiong in the future.
After chatting for a while, the two took the dragon carriage back the way they came. After saying goodbye, Xiao Chen began to return to the top of the mountain and realized the many benefits of being promoted to Dacheng Quasi-Emperor.
Mo Chen assisted LanBai Bai, sorting out the refugees from the original Tianxing City, as well as many resources of the Longmen Treasure House are in her hands. It is up to him and Lan Shaobai to reward them based on their merits.
" Xiao Chen knows very well the principle of not being suspicious of people who are employed, and not being suspicious of people who are not using them. This can make him feel relaxed, and it can also make others feel less stressed.
Seven days later, Xiao Chen and Elder Qin were on the top of the mountain, drinking tea, discussing Taoism, and exchanging martial arts experiences.
In terms of experience, Elder Qin's decades of stay in Dacheng Quasi-Emperor can indeed teach Xiao Chen a lot.
"Dacheng Quasi-Emperor, on the way to casting the Emperor's Bridge, has entered the palace. With the Celestial Position Seal, it is much easier to invoke its Celestial Position Law. Compared with Xiaocheng Quasi-Emperor, there is a world of difference. Of course you are An exception." Elder Qin took a sip of tea and smiled helplessly.
"Destroy and then establish. Before becoming the quasi-emperor, I accumulated ten thousand Heavenly Saint Laws. Throughout the ages, I really can't think of anyone who is so terrifying. It also gives you the capital to kill your opponent beyond the ranks."
Sighing in the air, Elder Qin continued: "I think that in the realm of quasi-emperor, I have wasted a hundred years, and now I can only meet the three thousand laws of heaven, not even one-third."
Xiao Chen put down the teacup and said with a smile: "Elder Qin is being humble. Elder Qin's law of heaven is much more powerful than mine, and the power of heaven and earth that he can mobilize is not much worse than mine."
These words are not too modest. The other party's cultivation level is still much deeper than that of him who has just entered the Dacheng Quasi-Emperor. Xiao Chen is far inferior to the other party in terms of the depth of the laws of heaven.
What he is strong in is the quantity of Heavenly Laws and the purity that he keeps polishing with the Purple Thunder Art.
"Elder Qin, how do you let the law of heaven cultivate the soul? Can you explain it to me in detail?" Xiao Chen asked humbly.
Elder Qin took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "There are many mysteries in the cultivation of Xiaocheng Quasi-Emperor and Dacheng Quasi-Emperor, but in the end, what matters is resources. If the resources are not enough, just use time to accumulate them. There is no big difficulty. It counts. It¡¯s calm up there.¡±
"But in fact, 90% of the quasi-emperors are all stuck at the peak of Dacheng quasi-emperor, unable to go any further. It's because they can't cultivate their souls through the laws of heaven. If nothing else, I should be stuck here too. Once closed."
Xiao Chen frowned and said, "Is it so difficult?"
Elder Qin nodded deeply and said: "This level has nothing to do with resources. Even if I give you all the resources in the world, it will be useless. You can only rely on your own understanding and exploration. To cultivate the heaven seal to create a soul, to put it simply, you have to do it yourself." His soul merged into the Heaven Seal and became the prototype of the Emperor's Heart."
"You should know that after becoming the Martial Emperor, you will reshape your golden body. By then, physical damage will no longer kill the Martial Emperor. As long as the emperor's heart is still there, it will be difficult to cut off the vitality. Now you understand why this step is so difficult. ."
"Xiao Chen's understanding is astonishing, and he can understand it naturally. He has touched the core of the Emperor Wu by cultivating the heavenly position. It is directly related to the emperor's heart. It is not difficult even if he thinks about it.
Elder Qin said leisurely: "The road to becoming an emperor is not easy. This level has blocked 90% of the quasi-emperors, and the subsequent wind and fire robberies have blocked 90% of the others. I think of the warriors in the Kunlun world as billions and tens of billions. Nothing is too much, the most important thing is genius. But every five hundred years, only a handful of people can successfully break through and reach the Martial Emperor."
"Every Martial Emperor, no matter strong or weak, has amazing luck in the Kunlun world. Throughout the ages, countless people have died on the road to becoming emperor, but they still have an endless stream of people succeeding them."
Tens of billions of warriors, every five hundred years, only a handful of people can become a Martial Emperor. Xiao Chen felt a sigh of relief. The probability of one general's success and the death of thousands of bones could not be described as one in a hundred million.
But the time left for him was less than four years. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com