My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

"Xuantian Holy Land? You?"

Taoist Xuantian was stunned for a moment, his eyes were clear, as if he could see through people's hearts, he stretched out his hand to rub Fakong's shiny head, and praised: "Ten thousand years ago, I created the Xuantian Holy Land, and I did not Leaving the Buddhist inheritance. But I can sense that what I said is true, haha, it seems that my disciples and grandchildren have not embarrassed me! By the way, how is the development of Xuantian Holy Land now?"

Fakong briefly talked about the current situation of Xuantian Holy Land, so that Taoist Xuantian had a general understanding of the current situation of Xuantian Holy Land.

Decades ago, someone broke the curse of heaven and earth in the ancient world, revived the law of heaven, earth, and ushered in a golden age.

"Apricot"

Xuantian Holy Land has more than hundreds of powerful experts. The contemporary Xuantian Holy Master resisted the catastrophe and stepped into the Daoist Realm, recasting the Dao Foundation. There are also many talents in the younger generation who have stepped into the Daoist Realm. The entire Xuantian Holy Land is thriving.

The demon clan dominated by the Blood Demon Sect revived, slaughtered wantonly, and was wiped out by many holy places. It did not cause too much panic, and the Xuantian Holy Land was developing rapidly.

Later, Fakong and Xuanxin entered the ancient starry sky road, and they didn't know the subsequent changes of Xuantian Holy Land.

The fusion of the ancient world and the demon world, the Cangman demon sage attacking the Xuantian holy land and being killed with a sword, and a series of things, Fakong didn't know about it, otherwise if he told these things to the Taoist Xuantian, he would probably be shocked jaw.

"Thousands of years pass quickly, and a new generation replaces the old ones. I don't know how many of my disciples have survived to this day by relying on self-seal..." Taoist Xuantian shook his head lightly, sighing, and his tone was full of loneliness .

From Fakong's words, he has a general understanding of the current situation of Xuantian Holy Land, but he has never heard of a familiar person. Knowing that none of the descendants of Xuantian Holy Land broke through to the holy realm, he guessed that those disciples might have already lived. Exhausted and died, I was deeply moved for a while.

But soon, Taoist Xuantian regained his composure.

After being sanctified, his lifespan will exceed ten thousand years, and he claims to live forever without bounds. Taoist Xuantian has long expected such things to happen. Although he is sad, he has not shaken his heart.

"Master Patriarch, you are not in a good state right now, so don't worry too much, you'd better recover first before talking about it!" Fakong couldn't help reminding Taoist Xuantian that he might run out of energy at any moment. .

"Since I've come out of that ghostly place, and now I'm in the golden world of Taoism recovery, don't worry about me! Although the recovery of Taoism is far from the extreme, it's still useful!"

Taoist Xuantian took a deep breath,

The energy in the surrounding star field gathered towards him like a tide.

Massive amounts of heaven and earth energy crazily poured into Xuantian Taoist's limbs and bones. His body was like a long drought and cold rain. His shriveled muscles slowly bulged, and his thin body quickly became well-proportioned and firm. His dry hair White turns black, vitality flows, and the stagnation on the body gradually dissipates.

Immediately afterwards, the tattered clothes worn by Taoist Xuantian were reinfused with vitality, and turned into a cyan robe with cloud patterns. The sun, moon and stars were faintly shining in the cloud patterns. .

Not long after, Taoist Xuantian turned into a slender middle-aged man with his head in a bun and a well-proportioned physique, but he seemed to be dormant with endless energy, his eyes were frightening, and he swallowed mountains and rivers with arrogance.

Fakong's eyes widened in surprise, and he said in admiration, "Is this the peak state of the Patriarch? It's really admirable!"

Taoist Xuantian shook his head lightly, and sighed: "Although the sage claims to live forever, it's just that I have stayed in that land of extinction for too long, and my lifespan is limited. Moreover, my origin is damaged. It is difficult to recover to the peak state after recovering the cultivation base of the holy way."

"Lonely Extinction Land? What is that place? How could the Patriarch be trapped for ten thousand years?" Fakong's face was full of doubts.

Taoist Xuantian's eyes showed the color of remembrance, and he said with emotion: "It is a chaotic space full of the power of nirvana. When the crack is sensed, it will be swallowed into that piece of silence.

Ten thousand years ago, Taoism was not prosperous, but I was able to step into the holy realm in that era, and I have always been pretentious.

Not long after creating the Xuantian Holy Land, when I was retreating, I accidentally encountered the extinction crack. At that time, I was so bold that I left my natal divine weapon Xuantian Bell in the Xuantian Holy Land for positioning, so I rushed Into the extinction crack. "

Speaking of this, Taoist Xuantian paused for a while, took a deep breath, and continued: "After entering there, I realized the horror of the land of extinction. There, the divine power in any person's body will be completely silent, and the spirit of the soul will be completely silent. The sea will also be completely silent, and even the natal magic weapon will not be able to sense it.

The energy in the body cannot be replenished, it will only be consumed slowly, the moment when the life energy is exhausted is the time when the body dies and the dao disappears.

Fortunately, I have stepped into the holy realm, and relying on my understanding of the myriad ways of heaven and earth, I can absorb rare energy from the heaven and earth to maintain myself. I can barely survive, but it is also difficult to persist for too long.

Before me, there were five or six saints who died in the land of extinction, and there were countless monks below the Dao Slashing Realm.

After entering the land of extinction, it is basically difficult to come out again.

If it wasn't for your natal divine weapon being swallowed into it, and you temporarily suppressing the rift of extinction, in a few decades, I might also be trapped to death in the extinction ground. "

Hearing Taoist Xuantian's words, Fakong couldn't help being afraid for a while.

When he first encountered that kind of extinction crack, Fakong thought it was just an ordinary turbulence in space, and he also wanted to sacrifice his own divine weapon to locate it, and was going to try it himself.

If he did that, I'm afraid he would have already entered the dead silence to be with the patriarch by now!

Fakong shook his head, smiled flatteringly and said: "The patriarch is indeed very human! A saint can have a lifespan of ten thousand years, but that is in a normal world! The patriarch can live for nearly ten thousand years in the land of extinction. It is not comparable to ordinary saints!"

Taoist Xuantian frowned slightly, and pondered: "Speaking of which, it may have something to do with Xuantian Holy Land. Xuantian Bell is my natal weapon. It has been guarding Xuantian Holy Land and is closely related to the luck of Xuantian Holy Land. Although I I can't mobilize the power of Xuantian Bell, but it seems that I can get the luck of Xuantian Holy Land and Xuantian Bell to make up for it in the dark, so I survived by luck."

Fakong shook his head and said: "Master Patriarch, don't think too much about it. Your old man has been trapped in the Jedi for nearly 10,000 years, and his cultivation is useless, but he can just concentrate on enlightening the Tao. Your understanding of the world and the myriad ways of the old man may not be as good as yours. A sage king must be ashamed of himself, and his achievements will be limitless in the future!"

Taoist Xuantian shook his head lightly, and sighed: "It is not so easy to recover the original dao injury. No matter how much spiritual energy there is in the world, it will not help. Only rare treasures with endless vitality can hope to repair the dao injury, otherwise it will not be recovered at all." To the peak, let alone hit the Saint King Realm."

Fakong's eyes rolled a few times, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of ten thousand-year-old elixir appeared in the starry sky, each of which contained a majestic vitality, and flattered Taoist Xuantian: "Ancestor Master, use these first to see how much you can recover. In addition, my junior brother is in this big world of black and yellow. He may have something you need on him. If you can find him, the Dao injury of the patriarch should not be a problem gone."

Although it is said that Kong is greedy for money, he is still very generous to his own people.

Fakong sees it very clearly. When the patriarch becomes stronger, he can protect him better. He can walk sideways in the Xuanhuang Realm!

Taoist Xuantian looked at the ten-thousand-zai elixir, and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Ten-thousand-zai elixir? So many?"

Even though Taoist Xuantian had been in the holy realm for many years, he still felt extremely shocked when he suddenly saw so many elixir.

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