Beiyin Great Sage

After simple repairs, Xuantian Pavilion has rebuilt several buildings on the ruins, but as far as the eye can see, the decline and decline are obvious.

There were only a few dozen disciples, and it was no longer as grand as before.

Song Zhijie fell to the court and glanced at the entire audience. His gaze fell on Xiao Zhengqing, whose right arm was empty, and he couldn't help but sigh in a low voice:

"You have worked hard."

"Senior." Xiao Zhengqing's eyes were red, and he knelt down and cried loudly:

"I beg you, senior, to avenge your master and all your brothers!"

"Crash..."

Everyone in the field immediately knelt down and shouted in unison:

"Please, senior, kill Xingliang!"

"Kill and punish Libra!"

"..."

"Don't worry." Song Zhijie looked solemn and said in a deep voice:

"Xing Tianliang is a disciple of the Xuantian Alliance, and everything he has learned has been passed down by the sect, but he does not want to serve the sect, but is good at killing people."

"Several elders of Killing Heaven Pavilion, Master Li, and all the disciples were all killed by his hands. Song will never let this ungrateful person go."

"Certainly!"

"Kill this beast!"

Zhou Jia stood behind the crowd and remained silent.

Song Zhijie is the deputy leader of the Xuantian Alliance, the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Song family, a silver powerhouse at the peak of the second level of the gods, with a life span of three decades.

At this time, he was wearing a long indigo dress, with a sword-shaped bone hairpin in his bun. He had a straight appearance, a short beard, and was extremely masculine.

But to be honest, this person has a bad reputation.

On the surface, he looks like the work of a gentleman, but in fact he is sinister and vicious, using all means to achieve his goals, and betrayal is common.

Even Li Guxin criticized him.

However, this does not change the fact that he is the strongest person in the Xuantian Alliance, and Wandao Senluo is a master of source-melting techniques and martial arts.

and……

He is also one of the few people who has achieved success in the three altars.

After appeasing everyone, Song Zhijie walked over and smiled before saying anything:

"A few days ago, I heard that another silver was born in the alliance. Song didn't have time to celebrate, but he didn't expect Brother Zhou to have reached the second level."

"It's really..."

"Heaven will never stop our Xuantian Alliance!"

"Senior is joking." Zhou Jia lowered his head and sighed:

"I failed to prevent Xing Tianliang from committing murder, and even allowed him to escape. This junior is ashamed."

He doesn't have any objections to Song Zhijie just because of what outsiders say. How can he be an ordinary person to reach this point?

It doesn't matter whether he is sinister or vicious or treacherous.

The mere fact that the other party can become one of the few top experts in the Hongze region is enough to make people admire him, and his own reputation is even worse.

"That's enough."

Song Zhijie sighed softly and stretched out his hand to signal:

"We talk inside."

"yes."

Zhou Jia nodded.

…………

The hall was empty, and everyone else had left. When only two people were left, Song Zhijie stroked his beard and spoke slowly:

"Brother Zhou achieved the second level because of the Three Altar Questions, right?"

Um?

Zhou Jia raised his head and his eyes moved slightly:

"There is indeed a reason for this."

"Brother Zhou, don't be surprised." Song Zhijie smiled lightly:

"In recent years, anyone who enters the three altars to ask for Dharma will be promoted to the second level in a short time. Otherwise, Xuantian Alliance would have no reason to cling to an incomplete Dharma."

"It's just that Brother Zhou's cultivation has progressed too fast."

Not just fast.

But it’s incredibly fast!

Even if other people have completed the Three Altar Questioning Dharma, it will take them three to five years to advance, which is not like this person's three to five days.

However, during this period, unbelievable things happened one after another. Not only Zhou Jia, but also Xing Libra, who was in his early twenties, made even more exaggerated progress in his cultivation.

"I was about to ask senior for advice."

Zhou Jia spoke seriously:

"What is the true spirit that the Three Altar Questions refer to?"

"This..." Song Zhijie smiled bitterly:

"I do not know either."

"Among the many records left behind in the Foundation Alliance, each true spirit that has gained enlightenment seems to be different, and each one has different blessings for itself."

"Some can strengthen the body, some can nourish the spirit, and some can remove poisons and exorcise evil spirits."

"Perhaps there is more than one true spirit?"

As he spoke, he shook his head repeatedly.

Zhou Jia was thoughtful.

"I wonder what benefits Brother Zhou's true spirit can bring?" Song Zhijie was curious and said at the same time:

"When I realized the existence of the true spirit, my perception became extremely sharp. Others can detect any abnormal movements in their hearts."

"I..." Zhou Jia pondered for a moment and said:

"It seems to be invulnerable to all poisons."

He did feel the existence of the true spirit when he broke through the second level, but because of the Dragon-Tiger Mysterious Fetus, the benefits brought by the true spirit were not obvious.

It's just that when I started practicing, my progress was a little faster.

An imperceptible trace.

"That's it!" Song Zhijie understood, took out a booklet from his body and handed it over:

"The Three Altar Questions are just deductions made by the holy monk Yanfa. The method is incomplete and the so-called manifestation of the true spirit may be just lies."

"But it is real to be able to comprehend the true spirit. This booklet contains the insights left by colleagues who have practiced this method over the years."

"You can learn a thing or two."

"Thank you, senior." Zhou Jia stood up seriously.

"It should be." Song Zhijie waved his hand:

"I, as a member of the Xuantian Alliance, should keep watch and help each other. Mo Shang will come over in a few days. He also has some insights on the Three Altars of Dharma. You can communicate more with him."

Regarding the true spirit, everyone's experience almost all comes from Yanfa's speculation, and the so-called practice is just crossing the river by feeling the stones.

even.

In the end, it may not be possible to find that this road will not work at all.

Not just Xuantian Alliance.

The same is true for other tribes practicing in the silver realm. They are all groping in the fog, hoping to encounter that glimmer of miracle.

"Yes." Zhou Jia responded and asked:

"Senior, are you here this time to punish the scales?"

"It's not just him." Song Zhijie sighed softly when he heard this and said:

"An incident is about to happen on the Holy Mountain. I have to come. When the time comes, I will bother Brother Zhou to go there. After all, it is a matter of life and death for all the clans in the Hongze Region."

"Xinglibra..."

"The next best thing."

Although Xing Libra killed Li Guxin and everyone in Xuantian Pavilion, and his crime was unforgivable, he was just a crazy Bai Yin after all.

The harm is limited after all.

Zhao Fujia is different. He may control the life and death of countless people.

holy mountain.

Zhou Jia looked back and looked into the distance.

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Zhao Yuan, dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing a crown, and Yunlong boots, stepped into the hall step by step and looked at Zhao Fujia, who was sitting cross-legged and motionless in the hall.

"You still don't want to give up?"

He put his hands behind his back and slowly recounted a fact:

"It's useless. I also lost my life to a golden creature back then and still came back to life. What can you do even if you advance to gold?"

Zhao Yuan was young, at least inconspicuous among the silver experts, but the tone of his words sounded like he was teaching a junior.

The expression is even more natural.

He was walking with his hands behind his back, facing the void to control the wind, like an immortal coming to the world. There was even more indifference and ruthlessness in his eyes when he looked down at the people.

That is indifference to life.

"..."

Zhao Fujia opened his eyes with indifference:

"Give me freedom or give me death."

"Why bother!"

Zhao Yuan shook his head:

"I've said many times, even if you die, you can't change anything. Why not work with me to find a way to solve the restriction on the bloodline. As long as there is no problem with the bloodline inheritance, how many people can I kill even if I reincarnate in the body of my descendants? "

"Really?" Zhao Fujia grinned slightly, said nothing about his proposal, and said calmly:

"Then what are you afraid of?"

Zhao Yuan was silent.

a long time.

Fang spoke again:

"Let me ask you one last time, must it be like this?"

"Ah……"

Zhao Fujia chuckled, closed his eyes and lowered his head, paying no attention to what he meant.

"good!"

Zhao Yuan nodded:

"I want to see what tricks you can do. The Zhao family bloodline was created by me, and no one can change this!"

"I have the right to deal with everyone in the Zhao family."

"you!"

"No exception!"

After taking a deep look at Zhao Fujia, Zhao Yuan turned back with a flick of his sleeves.

…………

darkroom.

Zhao Yuan pushed the door open and entered.

Hundreds of people had already gathered here, kneeling down without saying a word.

"Mica!"

"My subordinate is here."

A plump woman raised her head when she heard the sound.

"You take the information of the Three Zen Sects and a hundred children, and you will go to the north of Hongze Territory from now on. The farther you go, the better!"

"yes."

Fat women should be.

"Nine days!"

"My subordinate is here."

A middle-aged man with a cold expression should have handed him over.

"You arrange for three lines of royal bloodline to ride the Sword-Winged Eagle all the way south. After leaving Hongze Territory, find a safe place to stop and protect them as they grow up."

"If you don't declare it, you won't be allowed to return!"

"yes!"

"Leet."

"exist!"

…

Orders were issued one after another, and under Zhao Yuan's arrangement, many people with royal blood were arranged to be sent outside the Hongze Territory.

More than twenty paths, hundreds of bloodlines, and the blessing of black iron masters.

Even in the dangerous and unpredictable Ruins Realm, far away from Hongze Territory, as long as you are careful, there are ways to survive with a high probability.

"As long as I have the blood of the Zhao family, I will never die."

Zhao Yuanduan sat on the stone chair, his expression as cold as a rock that had not changed for thousands of years. It seemed that no matter what happened, there would be no change:

"Even if God's punishment comes and Hongze Territory is completely destroyed, nothing will happen to me. What's more... you can't become gold at all."

"Zhao Fujia, don't forget who taught you all your skills!"

"it's me!"

He murmured to himself and looked up at the top of the dark room, his eyes twinkling faintly.

For a while.

The memory is like going back hundreds of years.

At that time, he was still unknown. He was just a martial artist who got an opportunity, but he dreamed of becoming famous all over the world one day.

Until.

He met a certain princess from the Lin family of the royal family.

Gratitude, resentment, love and hatred...

Things have changed...

a long time.

A silly laugh sounded:

"As long as you can survive, it doesn't matter if you sacrifice your own blood. I believe many people will make the same choice as me."

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As the shaking of the Holy Mountain intensified, more and more powerful people appeared near the capital, and more and more people sensed something was wrong and stayed away from Taiping Mansion.

Two more Baiyins came from the Xuantian Alliance.

One of them is Mo Shang, whom Zhou Jia has met before. Bai Yin is known as the Qi of mountains and rivers. His Qi broke through the second level a few years ago.

Another Baique, a tall lady of the second level of God.

Plus Zhou Jia, who is at the second level of Jingyuan.

Almost all the second-level silver from the Xuantian Alliance were present.

"Rumble..."

The mountains trembled.

Somewhere above the clouds.

Song Zhijie paused slightly while stroking his beard:

"Time is up."

…………

"Time is up!"

The prince of the Gauls in Feimu World raised his voice and shouted from the distance towards the Holy Mountain:

"Zhao Fujia, let me ask you again, are you willing to abandon the Holy Mountain?"

The mountains were dead silent.

No one responded.

time,

Pass slowly.

Until a certain moment.

"Do it!"

Someone spoke.

…………

"Wow..."

Somewhere in the empty, quiet water, ripples suddenly appeared. As the ripples spread, a huge warship broke out of the water.

"Three-knot rotation starts!"

"Lock the coordinates!"

"One point sixty-nine degrees northeast, three thousand seven hundred and forty-one miles, Holy Mountain!"

"Get ready for the countdown!"

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"eight!"

"..."

"fire!"

…………

Sanctuary.

More than a hundred profession-changing mages and digital legends sat cross-legged around a huge magic circle.

"Buzz..."

The magic circle suddenly glowed with aura.

"Prepare the God-killing Spear!"

"Spell!"

"Source Marrow!"

"Activate the formation!"

"Take lead, hit the holy mountain 30,000 miles away, nine consecutive attacks!"

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Dili tribe.

Thousands of giant metal pieces that were hundreds of meters in size slowly emerged from the ground, unfolding in the face of the third day, blooming with a spiritual light that was difficult to see directly.

"Three-phase displacement array drive!"

"Devil-killing thorn!"

"Enter coordinates!"

"Confirm the coordinates!"

"preparation……"

"emission!"

"boom!"

Strands of dazzling auras shot straight into the sky, and thousands of auras gathered in the sky. Then the void flickered and the auras disappeared.

Naturally, the aura did not disappear for no reason, but it happened at an extremely fast speed, beyond the range of visual perception.

Even a strong man of silver could only see the fleeting light and the terrifying power that could make one's heart tremble.

…

At the same moment, the military headquarters, Xuantian Alliance, etc. all took action.

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"Rumble..."

The ban on the Holy Mountain was obviously on the verge of collapse. The trembling became more intense, and cracks appeared in the air mechanism that separated the inside and outside.

In the middle of the hall.

Zhao Fujia stood up slowly, straightened his clothes a little, and walked slowly to the door of the main hall.

Looked up.

With his clear perception, he could clearly tell that several waves of destructive force were approaching. It was a terrifying power that was difficult to withstand.

It is something that the military and all ethnic groups keep in mind.

As long as it is not a golden creature, once hit, there is no chance of surviving.

Even the strongest man in Hongze Territory is no exception!

"coming!"

Feeling the approaching danger, Zhao Fujia smiled instead of being frightened. He raised his head, spread his arms, and completely opened the seal of the Holy Mountain.

at the same time.

A terrifying, crazy, and endless aura suddenly emerged.

"boom!"

Just the simple pressure of the breath caused the clouds within hundreds of miles to shatter, and countless creatures were frightened by its power.

Even the strong silver man.

No exception!

"what is that?"

"This is impossible!"

"gold!"

Exclaims and surprises came from all directions.

Zhou Jia's body tensed and trembled slightly under the terrifying power. He clenched his steel teeth and stared at the holy mountain with his eyes.

"This is impossible!"

Song Zhijie even shouted:

"Zhao Fujia can never be so strong!"

With its power alone, it can suppress many silvers and make it difficult to move. This is definitely not something that only third-level silvers can do.

…………

"It's not Zhao Fujia."

Brown manifested the spirit of the Angry King, but he could only protect his surroundings. He spoke in a deep voice:

"This aura is not from Zhao Fujia."