Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 456 The destiny that all gods seek

Chapter 457 The creation that all gods are pursuing

Watch the grand sacrifice together!

In the night, Wan Zhuliu's voice echoed far and wide, and his strong will permeated the mountains, making it impossible for anyone to ignore it.

"Watch the grand sacrifice together?"

The commotion spread among the mountains, and many people were attracted by the Eight Directions Temple. Only people like Long Yingchan and Long Xixiang frowned, guessing the purpose of the court.

"May I ask King Zhenwu, what kind of sacrifice is this grand sacrifice?"

A voice came from the mountain. Some people couldn't help but shrank in the shadows and asked:

"Does the court invite us to watch the sacrifice, or use us as sacrifices?"

The Eight Directions Temple is too famous. It is the source of all things and the secret of longevity. There are many people in the martial arts world who are tempted, but they are also quite vigilant.

Judge others by yourself. If there is no reason for such a good thing, who would be willing to share it with others and invite fellow martial artists to watch it together?

Li Yuan nodded in his heart.

All the people in the martial arts world present at this moment are masters, some of whom have been struggling for many years. Even if there is a great benefit ahead, it is impossible for them to be overwhelmed.

Not to mention just a light sentence?

Many people are tempted, but there are more people who are vigilant.

"The grand sacrifice is not a blood sacrifice."

Wan Zhuliu explained lightly, without moving his eyes, just looking at Long Yingchan and other great masters calmly:

"This king knows that you have doubts, but even if the court wants to strangle you, it will defeat you one by one, instead of asking you to gather in the capital of the gods."

He said it very straightforwardly, and did not hide the contradiction between the court and the martial arts world, but it made the onlookers feel a little relieved.

The friction between the court and the various sects was naturally clear to the people present, and if the court really had the power to overthrow the various sects, it would not have waited until today.

It would not gather all the sects in the world to the capital of the gods.

What does the court want to do?

Li Yuan recalled the information he had heard many times, thinking that he had no idea about the rituals required for the grand sacrifice.

Perhaps, it was just that the grand sacrifice ceremony needed people to watch the ceremony?

Or was it related to the person from outer space?

"Why?"

Long Yingchan raised his head. He didn't care about these. What he was worried about was why the court invited people from all over the world to watch the grand sacrifice.

"It is required for the grand sacrifice."

Wan Zhuliu skipped it lightly. He looked around the mountains and forests, but revealed another secret:

"According to ancient legends, the Eight Directions Temple contains the method of prolonging life and the secret of longevity. I can tell you that the rumor is true!"

"Hmm? The secret of longevity?"

"Is what the King of Zhenwu said true?"

"In the Eight Directions Temple..."

Before Wan Zhuliu finished speaking, the mountains were already quite restless. The young disciples didn't feel anything, but the old guys were quite moved.

Many of them walked out of the crowd to ask.

The secret of longevity...

Li Yuan was getting more and more suspicious.

It is unknown whether what Wan Zhuliu said is true or not, but with the endorsement of the world's number one person, the saying that there is a secret of immortality in the Eight Directions Temple will obviously spread quickly.

This, he really wants to invite people to watch the sacrifice.

"Your Majesty..."

Many people are asking.

Wan Zhuliu did not answer again, but just glanced at the great masters such as Long Yingchan:

"This is all I have to say. Believe it or not, it's up to you to decide."

Woo~

As his voice echoed, his figure gradually dissipated, and only a wisp of sword intent remained. In a flash, it sank into the body of Tiancan Taoist again.

The bald monk was guarding the law beside him, but he just frowned and watched, without making a move to stop it, because this wisp of sword intent had never left the body.

"The grand sacrifice will be held in the Eight Directions Temple."

Long Yingchan pinched his long eyebrows and frowned.

He was prepared for any countermeasures that Wan Zhuliu might have after drawing his sword several times, but he was greatly surprised by the direct announcement of the grand sacrifice and inviting people from all over the world to watch the sacrifice.

He was not the only one who was puzzled. Many elders from prefecture-level sects in the nearby mountains and forests came over one after another, and there was endless discussion in the mountains.

"Watching the sacrifice..."

As soon as Wan Zhuliu left, the little tiger had quietly left. On a mountain wall, Qin Shixian asked the old man:

"Do you think this is true or false?"

The old man was thinking, and he answered casually:

"He is not of my race, and his heart... Ahem, the temple and the rivers and lakes are not of the same heart. If there is a good thing, how can I share it with others?"

"Is Wan Zhuliu trying to take the opportunity to kill the five major Taoist sects?"

Qin Shixian was a little eager to try. If the court really wanted to do this, then she would have to help the place. If Wan Zhuliu didn't say it, the little emperor would have to be killed anyway.

"..."

The old man was speechless and pretended not to hear. He looked at Long Yingchan, who was frowning and surrounded by people in the distance:

"It's time to meet this kid."

...

Buzz~

In the dark study, black light surged.

Wan Zhuliu slowly opened his eyes, and the dark room suddenly became bright. In the black light, the black dragon, which had no entity yet, crawled on the ground, looking at the faint light blooming on the divine sword.

In the light and shadow, a towering tree could be seen swaying wildly, and the wind blew the fallen leaves.

"Prince, why did His Majesty invite those people to watch the sacrifice?"

Mo Long asked respectfully.

"The need for the grand sacrifice is related to the person from outer space..."

Wan Zhuliu casually threw the Demon Subduing Dragon Divine Sword into the Ten Thousand Soldiers, stood up, and the surging black light sank into his body like fog.

"Grand sacrifice to the Eight Directions Temple."

Wan Zhuliu muttered to himself, and there seemed to be a ray of silver light flashing in his eyes, and a faint voice echoed in his ears:

"The Poison Dragon Academy has been dedicated to the Poison Dragon God for generations. It is one of the five caves in Tianshiyuan. The five veins of the Poison Dragon are gold, green, yellow, red, and white..."

Wan Zhuliu listened quietly.

"The Bafang Temple is a wonder of the universe. When it appeared in Tianshiyuan, it caused the stars to shake, and even gods fell, but there are still countless people pursuing it..."

Silver light flowed from Wan Zhuliu's eyes and turned into a blurry figure in the dark study:

"I am one of them."

Wan Zhuliu narrowed his eyes slightly: "What is the Bafang Temple that all the gods are looking for?"

"Wonderful wonders of the universe."

"What's the use?"

Wan Zhuliu frowned.

"Born in the universe, it contains the original principles of heaven and earth..."

The figure transformed by the silver light said very obscurely:

"Perhaps the gods know..."

"God, what realm is this?"

Wan Zhuliu asked.

"God is more than realm."

The figure transformed by silver light had a low voice that only Wan Zhuliu could hear:

"You will know later."

"after……"

Wan Zhuliu's eyes flashed:

"Then Huang Longzi said he came from Poison Dragon Academy, then, does Poison Dragon Academy already know that Bafang Temple is here?"

"The Bafang Temple covers the sky and the earth, isolating the inside and outside. You can get in, but you can't get out. Not to mention those Poison Dragon children, even if the Poison Dragon God comes, they can't."

The figure transformed by silver light has a cold voice:

"Not only the lifespan of the people in this world is limited, but gods are no exception. The Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva is the proof..."

"Thousand Eyes, are you also from Tianshiyuan?"

"yes."

After hearing the answer, Wan Zhuliu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed:

"God, is that all?"

"god……"

The figure transformed by the silver light didn't say much, but instead said:

"Then Huang Longzi must have accidentally entered here, but he must have also known about my existence... He wants to make a big sacrifice to the Bafang Temple, so that's up to him."

After a slight pause, he looked at Wan Zhuliu:

"Over the long years, these twelve mysterious weapons have combined with the great destiny of heaven and earth. If you keep it, you may be able to become the person who refines the Bafang Temple!"

"This is the creation that all gods are pursuing!"

His voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement, but Wan Zhuliu was very calm:

"I tried it. The gate behind the mysterious weapon is endless, without light or shadow..."

"That's a dead end."

The figure transformed by silver light shook his head:

"Xuanbing has a spirit, and so does the Bafang Temple. If you want to enter the Bafang Temple through that road, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"In ancient times, someone once searched for the Bafang Temple. According to legend, only those with god-level talent can enter the Bafang Temple through the right path..."

"God-demonic talent..."

Wan Zhuliu's eyes flashed, and Emperor Qian had heard similar statements during the final trial of the Jinlin Gate.

"Talent can be changed day after tomorrow, but innateness is more important. Without amazing means, you will never be able to create such a talent. As for innateness..."

The figure transformed by silver light shook his head.

"You said that the city was a place where stars gathered that day. It was vast and boundless, with powerful people like clouds. Could it be that there were no people with gods and demon-level talents?"

Wan Zhuliu is very interested in Tianwai.

"Then, they must find the Bafang Temple."

He sneered, and his figure suddenly dimmed a bit, turning into a stream of light again and submerging into the vertical lines between Wan Zhuliu's eyebrows:

"Just follow the plan."

Woo~

The room fell silent.

Wan Zhuliu pressed the vertical lines between his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and he walked out of the room after a moment.

The Sky-Escape Boat cut through the night, leaving long-lasting traces in the sky.

On the deck, Yan Tianxiong stood leaning on the railing. From here, he could vaguely see the majestic city in the distance, like a mountain range crossing the earth, which was spectacular.

"The City of God is really spectacular."

Yan Tianxiong couldn't help but praise.

Shendu City was the capital of past dynasties, but the reason why it is so majestic is because of the Great Zhou Taizu.

More than a thousand years ago, he sent powerful men from various sects and troops, which took more than a hundred years to dig out the Grand Canal, connect all the roads, and open up mountains to build the foundation of the divine capital.

"arrive."

The speed of the escape boat slowed down, and it was still ten miles away in an instant.

Under the night, the lights in the city of God flickered like a city that never sleeps. Not only Yan Tianxiong, but also the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva in his body was alarmed.

He looked at the city of God, mainly seeing the rising and intertwined smell of incense that was like a sea of clouds, vast and strong.

Buzz!

When Wan Zhuliu went out, the Escape Boat slowly lowered its cloud head, and tens of thousands of guards disembarked in an orderly manner.

Wang Jin watched indifferently. After everyone got off the boat, he raised his hand and the mountain-like ship shuddered, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the night.

"Escape Sky Boat..."

Fear flashed in Yan Tianxiong's eyes. While he was thinking about it, he suddenly noticed something and looked back.

But in the darkness of the night, an old man with white hair and a childish face came slowly over, looking at him from a distance, with a cold and indifferent look in his eyes.

"Shen Qisheng."

Recognizing the person, Yan Tianxiong sighed and felt a headache. That old ghost acted recklessly and he had to bear the blame.

Shen Qisheng was from the Changhong Sword Sect. Before he betrayed the sect, he was the uncle of the sword master...

…

Wan Zhuliu only stayed for a short time, but Longhu Temple and even many sects in Hengshan City stayed up all night.

The main hall of Longhu Temple was brightly lit, and the elders of various Dao sects and Zhou sects came and went, and all kinds of noises and discussions were heard all night long.

Li Yuan went to listen for a while, but soon, he lost interest.

"The word immortality is indeed very tempting."

At the entrance of the sect's main hall, Li Yuan pulled out a chair and sat down. It was late at night, but the moonlight was bright, and four big moons and stars were visible.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There is a great fear between life and death. You don't feel it when you are young, but the older you are, the more you can't control it.

Not to mention this life, isn't it the same in the previous life?

How many wise and powerful kings disdained it when they were young, but when they were old, they also took elixirs and medicine to pursue immortality from ghosts and gods.

There was still no record of immortality in the previous life, but at this time, not to mention the group of old ghosts in the evil god cult, Pang Wenlong lived for four hundred years, but it was recorded in history books.

"This is an open conspiracy."

Listening to the noisy discussions in the hall, Li Yuan shook his head in his heart.

Wan Zhuliu's words must not be believed by many people, but it is inevitable that someone will respond.

If you don't go, there are plenty of people who will.

If someone goes, will you go?

Li Yuan could feel the headache of Taoist Long. If one or two of the five major sects go, Longhu Temple will have to follow.

The advantage of being of the same blood is that the five major sects have shared the world with the court for so many years. The disadvantage is that sometimes you can't not go.

In the second half of the night, Li Yuan saw the two old seniors.

When Wan Zhuliu appeared, Taoist Tiancan did not waste the rare opportunity and tried his best to draw his sword.

At this moment, seeing him staggering and full of old age, he knew the result without asking.

The disciples of Qinglong Pavilion were very discerning. Seeing Taoist Tiancan stop, they immediately brought a chair. The old Taoist sat beside Li Yuan, looking quite tired.

"I didn't pull it out."

The old Taoist was very honest:

"Today's matter, I didn't think it through."

He was very generous and took out a dark yellow pill the size of a longan from his sleeve:

"This 'Ku Rong Dan' was made by me in my spare time. It is a top-grade pill. It can increase lifespan and maintain vitality. You are about to have a blood transfusion, so it can be used."

"Thank you, senior."

Li Yuan took it hurriedly and felt much better: "How effective is this pill?"

"I think it will have no problem regenerating broken limbs, but as for how much lifespan can be extended, I can't say for sure."

The old Taoist Tiancan shook his head.

At his level of cultivation, he can only vaguely know the deadline, and it is impossible to know the specific lifespan. He can only vaguely sense how much lifespan the pill can extend.

The two talked for a while, and the two old seniors were invited in by Long Yingchan, and Li Yuan also went in to listen for a while.

But at this time, the quarrel was fierce but there was no real content. After listening to a few mouths, he lost interest and went back to the courtyard.

Instead of listening to this, he might as well go to listen to the sound. Maybe he will be lucky enough to hear relevant information.

…

When the sky was about to brighten, everyone in the hall just dispersed.

“Alas.”

In the quiet hall, Long Yingchan rubbed his temples and felt a headache.

Woo~

Suddenly, a breeze blew outside the door.

Long Yingchan looked up and saw a black and white civet cat slowly walking in.

“Master Qin.”

Putting away his worries, Long Yingchan bowed and greeted:

“Then the great priest…”

“I heard that you want to see me?”