Fairy Tree

"The person who killed Doro was a spiritual master?" The man next to him had a horrified expression on his face.

"In the far north of the Holy Moon Continent, besides you, is there a second spiritual master? Is it the Buddha Clan?" When the man mentioned the Buddha Clan, the shock on his face turned into horror.

Wanmu Lingzun waved his hand and said: "It can't be the Buddha Clan. With the strength of the Buddha Clan, there is no need to do such sneaky things. Besides, a mere multi-armed clan will not be noticed by them at all. , in my opinion, only the Bone Race in the Xuanhuang Realm and the Human Race in the Northern Sky Broken Realm have this motive.”

"The four major spiritual realms of the human race are no longer what they used to be. They have long since faded away. In the ten thousand years since Huantianmou died, no one from the human race has appeared. Even if Doro is sleeping, no one from the human race can kill him. Is he really a Bone Clan?"

"By the way, hundreds of years ago, it was rumored that there was a trace of chaos energy in the Northern Sky Broken Realm, and this triggered a conflict between our Spirit Race and the Bone Race. After so many years, has there been any progress?" Wan Mulingzun suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, the man was shocked and hurriedly replied: "Reporting to the Spirit Lord, we did find some clues when we used the Dragon-Slaying and Sky-seeing Technique, but after some searching, we could not find out what the chaotic energy was. The thing, and after using the Dragon-Slaying Heaven-Seeing Technique again, even the clues were interrupted. It seems that the chaotic thing either left the Northern Sky Territory, or used some clever means to hide its aura."

"Huh, there has been no object of chaos in the spiritual world for countless thousands of years. If we can get that object of chaos, our spiritual race will not only become the overlord of the Holy Moon Continent, but we can also pass it on for billions of years. In the spiritual world, there are countless races, including many super races, but only a few can truly be called overlords. On our Holy Moon Continent, only the Futu tribe is the real overlord. The rest of the many races seem to be living and breathing. Endless, in fact, it is nothing more than blood food in front of the Buddha clan's mouth. The Shiyuanhui Buddha Hell Tribulation is a racial catastrophe in the Holy Moon Continent. No race can escape. It is now approaching. If you don't enter the Mahayana, everything will be there. Within the calamity." Wanmu Lingzun said slowly, but the face of the man beside him changed drastically.

After glancing at the man, Wanmu Lingzun continued: "Let's not mention this matter for now. We, the spirit clan, must set up the Nine Spirits of Life and Death and Ten Thousand Dharma Array to deal with the catastrophe. This requires controlling the entire Northern Territory. We can barely arrange it with the help of the foundation left by the human race countless years ago. Otherwise, once the disaster comes, our spirit race will eventually be a flash in the pan. Doro's death is not important. The bone race cannot threaten us for the time being. The most important thing is to capture the Four Realms. With Doro dead, it seems that this matter can only be carried out by the Tianmu clan. "

Just as Wan Mulingzun said this, a flash of spiritual light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a large piece of lightning appeared around the tree hole, and then disappeared without a trace.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Tiantong. Since Fellow Daoist Tiantong is here, please come in."

Wanmu Lingzun slowly sat up, and the tree wall in front of him opened a portal on its own. A golden light flashed outside the door and shot into the tree hole. When the golden light dissipated, an old man with white hair was revealed. It was Patriarch Tiantong, the first Mahayana monk of the Tianmu clan.

"Tian Tong meets the Spirit Lord." Facing the only Spirit Lord of the Spirit Clan, the old monster Tian Tong did not dare to neglect, and bowed his hands in salute.

"Fellow Daoist Tiantong, there is no need to be polite." After saying that, Wanmu Lingzun glanced at the two people in front of him: "You guys should step back first."

"Yes, disciple, please retire." After the two men retreated, Wanmu Lingzun waved his sleeves and robe, and the previous door closed on its own. Even the tree hole above was suddenly filled with lightning, covering the entrance of the hole.

The endless thunder light did not make a sound of thunder, just like a quiet thunder pool, hanging above the two people's heads.

"Lingzun's Ten Thousand Thunder Techniques are becoming more and more sophisticated. It seems that he is not far away from the semi-immortal body." Patriarch Tiantong complimented.

"Fellow Tiantong Daoist, there is no need to flatter me so much. The body of a half-immortal is not easy. It requires high-level immortal spirit stones to be polished day and night. The high-level immortal spirit stones alone are very rare in our Northern Territory. However, the body that can truly produce high-level immortal spirits is very rare." The fairy spirit veins of the spirit stones are all controlled by some overlord-level races, and it is impossible to tell how long it has been just by time. "

Wanmu Lingzun waved his sleeves, and a futon appeared not far in front of him. Pointing at the futon, Wanmu Lingzun said: "Fellow Taoist Tiantong, please sit down? I don't know that Taoist Taoist Tiantong suddenly came to visit, but... What's the matter?"

Ancestor Tiantong thanked him and sat down cross-legged on the futon. The smile on his face gradually faded and became serious: "Did Lord Ling know that Doro has died?"

Wanmu Lingzun's expression did not change at all, and he said calmly: "I already know about this matter. Fellow Daoist Tiantong has gone to investigate it. I wonder if I have found anything?"

The ancestor of Tiantong said in his heart, "Old fox", and then said: "Although Tiantong went to investigate, he did not find any clues. Obviously the other party's realm is still above Tiantong, and in this North Heaven Territory, I'm afraid the only one with this ability is Lingzun."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Tiantong, do you suspect that I killed Doro?"

"Of course not." Ancestor Tiantong said hurriedly: "Although Duoluo has entered the Mahayana not long ago, he has always been sensible. After receiving Tiantong's Heavenly Eye Order, he has done his best and has been encroaching and suppressing the human race. Originally, it would not last a thousand years. , I am afraid that I can control the four spiritual realms of the human race at my fingertips, but if I die now, I will miss the spiritual master’s important event, so Tiantong came to see me and ask for instructions on my future plans.”

Wanmu Lingzun looked at Patriarch Tiantong, as if he wanted to know whether what he just said was true or false. After a moment, he said: "This matter is also strange for me. The only people who have the motive to kill Doro are the human race. , and no one in the human race has the ability to kill Doro so cleanly, unless Huan Tianmou was reborn ten thousand years ago and has integrated the power of the prophecy rules."

Ancestor Tiantong was shocked, but his expression did not change at all. Even his heartbeat and blood flow rate were very gentle, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

After hearing this, he frowned slightly: "It's impossible. Huan Tianmou self-exploded the sea of ​​​​qi back then. Even a monk in the Mahayana period would definitely be unable to recover. Moreover, when the sea of ​​​​qi exploded, his soul would definitely suffer heavy damage. Even if he could If you don't die, you will become crazy and stupid in this life. It is absolutely impossible to return to the original state, and even the power of the perfect rules. What Huantianmou has understood is the prophecy rule, one of the ten rules. If he really completes the prophecy , Could it be that he has become a Great Spirit Master? This is absolutely impossible.”

Wanmu Lingzun didn't seem to see any difference in the expression of Patriarch Tiantong, and then nodded and said: "Ten rules, any one of them is extremely difficult to achieve perfection, understanding, chance, luck It is indispensable to have one without the other. It is indeed impossible for Huan Tianmou to do it. However, in the past ten thousand years, Huan Tianmou's body has never been found, which makes me unable to settle down. Tiantong, since Doro is dead, take down the four I’ll leave the matter of the spiritual realm to you, you won’t disappoint me, right?”

Patriarch Tiantong showed a troubled expression on his face. He was not a fool. The knife that Doro slashed at the human race had been broken. The key was not to know who did it. If he had to show his strength, there was no guarantee that he would not be able to do it. Become the second Doro.

The ancestor of Tiantong thinks that his combat power is stronger than Doro, but the difference is not much different.

Of course, Patriarch Tiantong’s behavior was all for the Wanmu Lingzun to see. If he agreed happily, it would arouse Wanmu Lingzun’s suspicion.

Seeing the expression of Patriarch Tiantong, Wanmu Lingzun smiled and said: "Fellow Tiantong, are you worried that you will follow in the footsteps of Doro?"

"Lingzun Mingjian, before this matter is investigated clearly, Tiantong is indeed unable to do anything, but Tiantong can issue the Tianmu order to let the Feiyu clan complete this matter."

"Feiyu Clan?" Wanmu Lingzun snorted coldly after hearing this: "Feiyu Clan has always been on good terms with the human race. Let alone your Celestial Eye Order, even if it is an order issued by me, I am afraid that Feiyu Clan will not obey it. , but although the overall strength of the Feiyu Clan is not weak, the clan is weak and cannot achieve much success, and there is no obstacle to my plan this time. Of course, fellow Taoist Tiantong can still give it a try. If the Feiyu Clan really I don’t know how to praise him, so I don’t mind getting rid of the ancestor Jin Yu.”

The words of Lord Wanmu Lingzun made Ancestor Tiantong tremble. Ancestor Jinyu is the only Mahayana monk of the Feiyu Clan. It is precisely because of this person that the Feiyu Clan can become a second-rate race in the Beitian Broken Realm. , otherwise the Feiyu clan would not be able to join the ranks due to their numerical disadvantage.

But the ancestor Jin Yu has a perverse and stubborn personality. He always goes his own way and does not obey the orders of the Tianmu Clan. Even the Ling Ancestor does not take it to heart. If the Fei Yu Clan could not pose a threat to the Ling Clan, he would have been eliminated by the Ling Clan long ago. Lost.

Although Patriarch Jin Yu has great magical powers, he is by no means a match for Wan Mu Ling Zun. As long as Wan Mu Ling Zun takes action himself, Patriarch Jin Yu will be in trouble.

"Lingzun, if you can have the Chaos God Stone by your side, then Tiantong will not be afraid of the dead Huantianmou, but is willing to use it to control the Four Spirit Realms and remove this thorn in the flesh for the Spiritual Lord." Patriarch Tiantong suddenly said He spoke.

"The Divine Stone of Chaos?" Wanmu Lingzun was startled, and then said: "It seems that fellow Daoist Tiantong is still worried about Huantian's resurrection?"

"Although this thing is unlikely, after all, you and I witnessed it with our own eyes when he self-destructed his dantian. But we are always afraid of accidents. If he really recovers his cultivation level, or even goes further, then we may not be able to stop him."

"impossible."

Wanmu Lingzun stood up directly, walked slowly for a few steps, turned around and said: "Not to mention that Huantianmou has self-destructed his dantian, and his soul has also been trapped by the three-god soul-locking chain that we jointly used. Even if he can survive, He is also a foolish person who will never recover his cultivation, let alone perfect the prophecy rules. This situation is simply impossible. "

"Tian Tong naturally knows, but he is just a little worried, but with the Chaos Divine Stone, it is different. Even if its prophecy rules are perfect, with the Chaos Divine Stone in his body, he can still keep himself safe. Anyway, this Chaos Divine Stone is just a piece of Dead objects have no other use than to conceal the secrets of heaven, so why should the Spirit Master be stingy?"

Wanmu Lingzun suddenly calmed down and gave Patriarch Tiantong a meaningful look.

"Fellow Daoist Tiantong, the Chaos Divine Stone is the most precious treasure of our Thunder Mountain. It has been suppressed by me in the Thunder Pond for thousands of years, and I also want to use the power of the Thunder Pond to refine the Chaos Divine Stone into a magical weapon. Once If it can be refined, even if Huantianmou really achieves the perfection of the power of the prophecy rules, I am confident that I can compete with him, and this day is not far away, so fellow Taoist Tiantong has no need to worry, you have my support behind you, Even if Huantian comes back from the dead, he can't kill you."

Patriarch Tiantong's heart sank, knowing that Wanmu Lingzun had become wary, and if he was any more persistent, it would arouse his suspicion.

So he smiled and said: "If the Spirit Master can really sacrifice the Chaos Divine Stone into a magical weapon, then with its ability to conceal the secrets of heaven, it must be able to restrain the Huantian Divine Trigram of Huantian Mou. It seems that the Spirit Master has already planned it. , Even if Huantianmou really recovers, there is nothing to be afraid of. "

"This is natural, so fellow Taoist Tiantong doesn't need to worry, and this is all just speculation by you and me. Doro is a narrow-minded, violent and cruel person. It may be that he messed with people who shouldn't be messed with outside. It is not certain that he will be killed. Moreover, we are still far away from the Shiyuanhui Buddha Hell Tribulation. Controlling the four spirit realms of the human race is not an urgent matter. You, the Tianmu Clan, can advance slowly, and we can just wait and see what happens later. ”

"Tian Tong acts according to the will of the Spirit Lord." The ancestor of Tian Tong said respectfully.

"Well, after a while, I will go to the Immortal Sea Territory. It is impossible to come back within three hundred years. However, when I come back, I hope that Fellow Taoist Tiantong will have completely controlled the Four Spiritual Realms."

"Tian Tong obeys the decree." Patriarch Tian Tong's heart condensed and he replied with a serious face.

On the surface, Wanmu Lingzu regards his Tiantong ancestor as a Taoist friend, but in the world of immortal cultivation, the status of Mahayana monks is obviously lower than that of Lingzun. This is not a difference in realm, but a battle. Due to the gap in strength, ordinary Mahayana monks, unless they have practiced minor magical powers similar to those of Yinque Immortal Page, would simply not be able to compete with the Spirit Master.

Although the words spoken by Wanmu Lingzun just now were gentle, they also contained a chill that could not be refuted. His ancestor, Tiantong, did not dare to disobey him. Moreover, after knowing that Wanmu Lingzun was about to go to the Immortal Sea, he felt in his heart What a pleasant surprise.

When he came this time, he not only found out that the Chaos Divine Stone was still suppressed in the thunder pool, but also got the news that Wanmu Spirit Master was about to leave. This was enough for him.

He didn't expect Wanmu Lingzun to hand over the Chaos Divine Stone to him from the beginning. As long as Wanmu Lingzun didn't see Huan Tianmou's body, he couldn't let go of the Chaos Divine Stone. The reason why he offered to lend him a favor was just that. I just wanted to see his reaction.

"Lingzun is heading to the Immortal Sea this time. Tiantong wishes that Lingzun will achieve great perfection in his immortal body and reach the realm of ascension as soon as possible. Tiantong bids farewell."

"Thank you Tiantong Taoist friend Ji Yan." Wanmu Lingzun waved his hand, and a portal immediately opened on the wooden wall in front of him.

After Tiantong bowed his hand and saluted, with a slight flicker, it turned into a golden light and shot out of the door, disappearing without a trace.

As the portal closed, Wanmu Lingzun's expression immediately turned gloomy.