Fortune Teller

The Soul-Building Yuan Pill is indeed not a treasure in the eyes of the Holy Saint, but one pill is worth three Earth-level merits.

Thirty to forty thousand, which is nearly a thousand heaven-level achievements.

With such a huge number, all the saints couldn't help but take a breath.

"We definitely don't have that many pills, but the power of the divine soul should have an end," the golden-robed figure said, "I will refine a divine soul pool later for you to absorb with all your strength. In addition, you can make another request."

"Thank you, Holy One."

Gu Xiuyun looked happy.

It seems that the power of the divine soul is not difficult for the Holy Saints. It is also true that the Holy Saint's power is endless. The speed of transforming the power of the divine soul is definitely not comparable to Gu Xiuyun. What he can't do does not mean that the Holy Saint can't do it too. .

"You two think clearly about what you need."

The golden-robed figure looked to both sides, "Old man, drunkard, take out the mark of the demon spirit from Gu Ximing's body first!"

"good."

The towering figures outside the palace raised their palms at the same time.

In an instant, Gu Xiuyun felt his mind tremble, every black hole particle in his body trembled, and wisps of breath gushed out from the depths of the particles.

Those auras are like substance, gradually forming an exquisite pattern.

"Is this what the Holy Saints have always wanted?"

Gu Xiuyun braced himself and looked ahead carefully.

The pattern is very simple, with only a few strokes, but it seems to be spiritual, flowing freely in the void.

"Chaos... this is the essence of the Chaos Demon Spirit..." The stone figure was inexplicably excited, "We have been searching for so many years and finally found it."

"Although it is simple, it is in line with the principles of chaos," the golden-robed figure also nodded repeatedly, "With this mark, we can explore the secret realm of chaos, and maybe we can find an opportunity for a breakthrough."

"Even if you can't break through, you can still try to cultivate the body of a demon spirit."

All the saints were very excited.

Only when they reach this realm can they understand how difficult the path of cultivation is. The immeasurable sage is already recognized as the ultimate path by the world, but in fact, there is another level above the sage, which has no path, no method, and no other way. A level of guidance.

Even in the past, they did not know that this level of realm existed.

Until chaos appears.

"Chaos demon spirit, this is our only hope."

The golden-robed figure waved his hand, taking the mark of the demon spirit into the distance, and the saints also left, leaving only one sentence, "Tianmang, Gu Ximing, you stay here, when the time comes, Hun The empty palace will naturally take you back. As for your requirements, just tell the palace spirit directly! "

"Stay here?"

Emperor Tianmang and Gu Xiuyun looked at each other, then bowed and nodded.

"It seems that the mark is really important to the Holy Saints," Emperor Tianmang took a deep breath, "After practicing for so many years, I have never seen the Holy Saints so excited that even his voice trembled."

"really."

Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly.

Although he had not met any Holy One before this, he had glimpsed a few things from the Holy Bible.

No matter which saint he is, he has the calmness to face life and death without changing his expression.

Because this is a step that must be experienced to reach the top of the avenue. Without such a state of mind, it is impossible to step into the holy realm. Now, the holy saints have lost their composure because of a mark. It is conceivable that that mark has How important.

Gu Xiuyun and Emperor Tianmang couldn't see the magic of the mark, just because their realm was too low.

While he was talking, a hundred-foot-wide pool gathered in the center of the palace.

A half-grown boy stood above the pool, with eyes like mung beans, looking at Gu Xiuyun and Emperor Tianmang with disdain.

"You two idiots don't even know how to make demands. If the Holy Saints weren't here, I would have ridiculed you." The boy's eyes were full of disdain.

"Senior Palace Spirit, what should we ask for?" Emperor Tianmang asked quickly.

Gu Xiuyun also pricked up his ears.

In his own opinion, 30,000 soul elixirs were already a very high requirement. Any higher would make the Holy Saint angry.

"You just asked a question, what kind of request is it?" The boy first looked at Emperor Tianmang, "You wouldn't want to ask the Holy Saints to help you achieve enlightenment, would you? Not to mention that they don't have the time, even if they do, I may not be able to help you, but the master leads me in. Cultivation depends on the individual. Don’t you understand this? "

"And you."

The boy looked at Gu Xiuyun again, "Isn't it just a martial arts breakthrough? If you want any soul-like elixir, the Holy Saints can easily condense hundreds of times the power of the soul, enough for you to use until the end of the world."

"You two are really a pair of twins. You won't be able to get the treasure even if you enter the treasure mountain."

The words fell.

Emperor Tianmang and Gu Xiuyun looked embarrassed.

They really don’t know what demands to make. If they are too high, they are afraid of dissatisfying the saints. If they are too low, they will feel disadvantaged.

Fortunately, the saints were generous and allowed them to make another request, otherwise the two of them would have missed this opportunity in vain.

"Senior, please give me some advice." Gu Xiuyun said respectfully.

"Guidance doesn't count, I'm just reminding you a few words," the boy said with disdain, "If I'm not mistaken, the two of you practice life and death and destiny respectively!"

"Senior's wise eyes."

Emperor Tianmang nodded quickly.

"In the system of life and death, there are only two sages in the world today. One is the Qingzu known to the world, which is also the Taoist ancestor of your Qingxiao Palace life and death lineage. You should know it very well." The boy raised his head.

"Qing Zu's reputation, how dare you, the younger generation, forget it?" Emperor Tianmang nodded in response.

"Yes, Qingzu is indeed famous, but when it comes to teaching disciples, he is far inferior to the other one," the boy continued, "I can't reveal that person's name. I can only tell you that he once refined a life-and-death... The mountain contains all the changes in the system of life and death. If you can ask the Holy Saint for help and enter that mountain to practice, your Taoist realm will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."

"The mountain of life and death..."

Emperor Tianmang's eyes flashed with brilliance.

Yes, this is the real big opportunity.

Emperor Tianmang has never even heard of the Mountain of Life and Death, which shows how secretive it is. Treasures of this level can no longer be explained in words. Every time it is passed down, it will consume a lot of money for the Holy Saint itself, and may even cause trouble. Come bombarded by the supreme rules.

Because the Supreme Rule will not allow a new Supreme to be born.

Therefore, the saints do not dare to teach the truly profound inheritance easily...the consequences are too serious.

"And you."

The boy looked at Gu Xiuyun again, "The destiny system has produced many outstanding figures. In addition to Xihuang, Hongchen is also one, and Taiyuan, who is about to become a saint, is the pinnacle of the destiny path compared to other systems. There are so many more characters.”

Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly.

It is easy to fall into control of destiny, but that is only the early stage of the path of cultivation. By the time they reach the realm above the emperor, the practitioner's Taoist heart has already become extremely tenacious, and the unique deduction method of the destiny system will make their path of cultivation much easier.

Therefore, compared to life, death, and killing, the hope of sanctification of destiny is greater.

"In the destiny system, there once appeared a peerless figure. This person has died long ago, but he left behind a 'Thousand Heart Realm' that records all the changes in fate in the world. That world is in the hands of Mr. Xihuang. If you If you can borrow it, it will be much easier to understand the rules of fate." The boy laughed.

"Thousand Heart Realm?!"

Gu Xiuyun took a deep breath.

Sure enough, the saints would not easily come up with real opportunities.

If he hadn't met the Dark Sea Demon Spirit, he might never have known that there was a Thousand Hearts Realm in the world.

"Whether it is the Mountain of Life and Death or the Thousand Heart Realm, they are all suppressed by the supreme rules, so they will not appear in the Chaos Void. Naturally, few people know about it. If you want to use these two treasures, you can leave part of your divine body in Chaos. This land is protected by a treasure, and the chaotic air cannot hurt you," the boy reminded.

"Thank you, senior, we understand."

Emperor Tianmang and Gu Xiuyun looked at each other with excitement on their faces.

Compared with these two treasures, the Will Spirit Treasure is nothing. This is a great treasure that points directly to the holy realm.

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at the same time.

The depths of chaos.

The golden-robed figure suddenly showed a smile on his face.

"Old Xihuang, you are so generous," said the stone figure on the side, "It's just the mountain of life and death. Although the immortal old man is stingy, he is still alive after all. Even if the mountain is damaged, it can be repaired at any time. , your Thousand Heart Realm can no longer be repaired. If I remember correctly, this should be the last chance to inherit it!"

"It's the last time."

The golden-robed figure nodded and said, "But today is different from the past. Hun Ming may return at any time. If it comes, none of us can escape. What's the use of keeping Qianxin Realm? It's better to send it out."

"Besides, Gu Ximing can condense nine kinds of rule imprints, and he is indeed qualified to use it. A Thousand Heart Realm, exchanged for a future Holy Saint, is not a loss at all."

"Hopefully," said the other saint, "time is running out. If he cannot become a saint, he will only turn into a speck of dust in the end."

Thinking of the future scene of Hunyuan Void, the Holy Saints all sighed.

This upcoming catastrophe is more terrifying than any before, and has even exceeded the scope of the holy. If it is stronger than them, they can only wait silently in fear.