Apocalyptic Interstellar Emperor

The futon was a spirit, his expression changed, and then changed.

Then, the spirit of the futon said slowly: "I am the futon under the seat of the Wuchang Sanren of the Taoist Temple of Zhenxu."

"After a long period of time, he is now in a broken body, lingering on his last breath. This dojo was the first dojo of the Taoist Temple of Zhenxu back then. It has cultivated countless Taoists, and Wuchang Sanren has been promoted from this dojo!"

The futon is a spirit, said reminiscingly.

It seems to be talking about a very distant thing.

Du Qingke slowly listened to what the Futon Qi Ling said.

Du Qingke also had a lot of feelings about this matter.

Du Qingke has also heard a little about Wuchang Sanren.

Wuchang Sanren is a formidable figure.

In ancient times, the Taoist Temple of Zhenxu was also a Taoist temple that shocked all directions.

From the Zhenxu Taoist Temple, countless powerful monks came out.

Among them, Wuchang Sanren is the most powerful one!

However, the time since Wuchang Sanren is too far away.

For such legendary figures, what is left today are more legends and myths.

In people's hearts, Wuchang Sanren is already a mythical figure.

Now, I heard that Fu Tuan Qi Ling said that this Wuchang Sanren can ascend in a hundred days, which shows that his strength is also terrifying.

"Wuchang Sanren is the most powerful monk in ancient times, unfathomable. Similarly, the Taoist Temple of Zhenxu is also one of the best Taoist temples in ancient times. This Taoist temple is definitely not simple!"

Du Qingke thought to himself.

Du Qingke planned to search for it in this Taoist temple.

This time, Du Qingke turned his head upside down and looked at the whole thing in a lively manner.

"Xiaotian, come out! It's time for you to perform well!"

Du Qingke clapped his hands and released Xiao Tian.

Treasure hunting occasions, how can there be less - roaring sky.

Xiaotian started on the ground - sniffing constantly, hoping to find something unusual.

The area of ​​this dojo is also very large.

Du Qingke was not in a hurry either.

As long as Xiaotian is here, if you search slowly, you will definitely gain something.

After all, Du Qingke still trusted Xiaotian very much.

As expected, half an hour later.

Xiaotian tapped the ground with the dog melon seeds.

"Master, I'm sure there's something underground!"

Xiaotian said with certainty.

"good!"

Du Qingke nodded.

Du Qingke swung his fist and hit the ground directly.

"Crack, click!"

The ground began to crack inch by inch in an instant.

Then, all the earth, stone, bricks and tiles on the ground fell down.

A huge pit appeared.

Then, this pit appeared.

The other side of the dojo is also revealed.

Du Qingke was stunned by the scene in front of him.

It turned out that there were rows of iron boxes placed under the ground of the dojo.

Du Qingke casually opened an iron box, and saw a Nascent Soul inside the iron box.

It can be said that in almost every iron box, there are hidden Nascent Souls one by one.

The size of these Nascent Souls is like the size of an adult's fist.

Every Nascent Soul, until now, still exudes a "holy" aura.

Nascent Soul is not easy!

Since ancient times, Yuan Ying has been the crystallization of the essence of Taoist monks.

Only a monk with a very strong cultivation base can form a Nascent Soul in his dantian.

For ascetics, each Nascent Soul is equivalent to a second life of a ascetic.

Du Qingke dragged a Nascent Soul in the palm of his hand.

The cold feeling of the tentacles hit my heart.

"Yuanying!"

"Time is long, and the years are ruthless. What a powerful monk you were, how glamorous and peerless! In the end, you will turn into a cup of loess!"

At this moment, the spiritual consciousness of those strong men above the Nascent Soul were all wiped out.

It's just that those iron boxes used to hold the Nascent Soul are very magical.

Relying on the role of the iron box,

The "activity" of Yuanying was preserved.

Let these Nascent Souls still have powerful energy even today.

In fact, this point is exactly what Du Qingke wanted.

In this way, without the spiritual consciousness of those strong people, these "Yuan Ying" are the natural tonic inheritance.

Otherwise, these Nascent Souls all have the independent spiritual consciousness of the strong, and when the time comes, these Nascent Souls will all wake up and start the trick of "seizing the body" to possess their bodies, which will be troublesome.

Now, on the contrary, things are going according to his mind, so that Du Qingke has no worries about the future.

"Yuanying! If a cultivator wants to cultivate a Yuanying in his body, he must at least reach the state of king!"

There are rows of small iron boxes in front of me, no less than ten thousand.

Inside each iron box, there is a Nascent Soul.

This calculation means that there are tens of thousands of Nascent Souls underground in the dojo.

Du Qingke shifted his gaze to the Futon Qi Ling.

Futon Qi Ling replied: "Don't be surprised. Don't be too surprised. The Taoist Temple of Zhenxu was far more powerful than you imagined in its heyday!"

"Back then, there were often great sages in the Taoist temple, who preached for three thousand times! Moreover, a long time ago, the Taoist temple had a rule. Every Taoist strongman who's life is exhausted-naturally sits and dissolves" must seal up his own Nascent Soul Essence, to be retained by future generations!"

The futon tool is smart, and said slowly.

"So good!"

Du Qingke nodded.

"The years are long, and the ages have passed in a blink of an eye. Before you know it, so many sealed Nascent Souls have been accumulated under the dojo."

Futon implements are smart, explained.

This remark also indirectly showed the power of the Taoism of Truth and Void.

You must know that these sealed Nascent Souls are all left over by ascetics who had exhausted their lifespan and naturally sat down.

Those ascetics who fell in the mountains and rivers, or died fighting with others, cannot survive.

"It's really unimaginable, how powerful the Taoism of Zhenxu was at the beginning!"

Du Qingke couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

He is also very proud of the spirit of the futon.

"Tell you the truth! In fact, the iron box used to store the Nascent Soul is also a treasure. Those iron boxes are all made of extraterrestrial iron, and they have wonderful effects!"

"The world is so big, it is very rare to be able to gather so many extraterrestrial meteorites!"

Futon Qi Ling, said proudly.

"But, so what!"

Du Qingke spread his hands.

"Everything is ashes to ashes, dust to dust!"

"The world is ever-changing and mysterious! No matter how powerful you are, the Daoist temple is incomparably tyrannical. Time has passed and circumstances have changed, and now it is also dilapidated and decayed. The ashram left behind is also decayed, and now there are only some remnants and broken walls left!"

Du Qingke couldn't help but replied.

Yes, there are tens of thousands of infant Taoists in the tyrannical Taoist temple of Ruzhenxu!

Also, Wuchang scattered people who can ascend in the daytime!

They have all become the clouds of history.

What happened in the distant past! ?

The futon implement spirit seemed to recall some very terrible things, and its face became distorted.

However, the Futon Qiling didn't say a word, and there seemed to be a [memory gap] about those past events!