The Mingyu of Prehistoric Times

"The Bell of Desolation!" Mingyu couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise after hearing Yuan Ling's words. "What, have you seen this thing before?" Yuan Ling couldn't help but ask after hearing Mingyu's shocked expression when he said the Bell of Desolation.

"No, I just think the name of this thing is a bit weird." Mingyu carefully looked at the small palm-sized clock in his hand, but he didn't expect that such an inconspicuous clock was the Luopo Clock. It is said that the bell's one blast shakes the gods, its second blast disperses the soul, and its third blast brings despair. It is very powerful. I never thought I would have it in my hands now. No wonder Guangchengzi fought with this Yuanling. It turned out to be over the Luopo Bell.

Mingyu knew that the Bell of Desolation was one of Guangchengzi's cave-suppressing magic weapons during the Battle of the Gods in later generations. However, he had clearly seen Guang Chengzi nearly die when he was fighting for the bell before, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back. I don’t know how I got this bell in the end. Although this bell is very powerful, I don’t put it in Mingyu’s eyes yet. Mingyu is transformed from the innate aurora, and the soul has a breath of chaotic energy. It cannot be harmed unless it is an innate spiritual treasure.

The Bell of Desolation fell into Mingyu's hands, and Yuan Ling had no intention of getting it back. Anyone with a brain will know that if you want to grab a treasure from a Da Luo Jinxian, unless your head is kicked, or the Da Luo Jinxian is dead, or it is also a Da Luo Jinxian, it is more or less the same.

Yuan Ling glanced at the Bell of Desolation with some reluctance. This bell had been with him for hundreds of millions of years. Unexpectedly, once he died and was reborn, he would see it fall into the hands of others. "If fellow Taoist you like it, just take it. Just as fellow Taoist said, even if a poor Taoist gets this thing again, he is trying to cause karma, but it will lead to death!"

After saying these words, Yuan Ling felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body, and he sat limply on the ground. Seeing him like this, Mingyu didn't feel any sympathy. When the cause and effect of life and death disappear, Yuan Ling has died once and is no longer innate, and his fate with the bell in Mingyu's hand is over. Whoever gets it counts as the opportunity. With a flash of golden light in Mingyu's hand, the Bell of Desolation disappears.

"Now that this is over, Pindao will take his leave." Mingyu glanced at Yuan Ling and sighed in his heart. This person is finished. The spiritual creature he swallowed has just developed spiritual intelligence and is inherently deficient. In addition, the Yuanling Yuanshen is seriously injured. After the two are combined, they will stop at Taiyi Celestial Immortal for the rest of their lives and will never be able to break through again.

When he was about to turn around and leave, he realized that there was another person beside him. Now that the Bell of Desolation is in his hands, it is useless for the two of them to fight. Mingyu glanced at Guangchengzi and asked him, "Aren't you leaving?"

After Guang Chengzi heard this, his eyes shone and he nodded excitedly, "Let's go, I have to go." Mingyu ignored his excitement, rolled up his sleeves, and took Guang Chengzi to the top of the clouds, and together they Out of Peach Blossom Mountain.

Yuan Ling looked at Mingyu's back flying away in the clouds, with a complicated look on his face. He seemed relieved, helpless, and other emotions welled up in his heart. Stand up, close the many restrictions in Peach Blossom Mountain, and return to the cave in the back mountain.

Standing above Mingyu's cloud light, Guangchengzi was still a little excited. This is the art of soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist. When he first traveled around the wilderness, he had heard of this magical power. He could travel all over the world in one day, and a million miles passed by in an instant. It's a pity that, firstly, Guangchengzi's cultivation is not enough, and secondly, he also has the cloud-gathering method. Now standing on the cloud light, I feel an invisible force under my feet, walking with the cloud light.

Yunguang fell in front of Jiuxian Mountain where Guangchengzi practiced. He helped people to the end, and Mingyu sent them directly to the door. As soon as he landed on the ground, Guangchengzi suddenly knelt down with a "Boom!" and kowtowed to Mingyu, shouting: "Junior Guangchengzi wholeheartedly seeks the Tao, but he has not met the Master. The senior is a master of Taoism. Please take a look. As long as the disciples are sincere towards the Tao, accept them as disciples!”

This was a bit sudden, and Mingyu was caught off guard by him. He never expected that Guangchengzi would worship him as his teacher. However, this Mingyu did not dare to be accepted as a disciple. In the future, after the establishment of Chanjiao, this person would be the one who would ring the bell and strike a chord and become the great disciple of Chanjiao. There will be more great opportunities in the future. If he really wants to be his disciple, he will not be able to protect him from these opportunities.

Mingyu thought of this, stretched out his hand, and lifted Guangchengzi up with a burst of strength. "A Taoist man, you need to understand what Tao means?" Mingyu asked Guangchengzi.

After being lifted up by Mingyu, Guangchengzi knew that there was no hope of becoming a disciple, and he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. Hearing Mingyu ask him what is Youdao, another wave of hope arose. What is the right way? This question sounds simple at first, but it is not easy to explain it clearly. Guangchengzi thought about the answer for a long time but felt that it was inappropriate. He bowed to Mingyu with a listless face and replied: "Disciple, I don't know!"

"Hehehe..." Mingyu suddenly laughed after hearing this, "This is the Bell of Desolation. Although it is not innate, it is also a spiritual treasure accompanying the innate god, bred by heaven and earth. The poor Taoist saw that this thing is destined to you, so he gave it to you. You use it for self-protection!" Guang Chengzi didn't expect that Mingyu suddenly laughed after hearing his answer. After laughing, he took out the Luo De Bell that he grabbed from Yuan Ling and said that he was destined to give it to him. Own. Sometimes he couldn't believe it, but he was thinking about becoming a disciple at the moment, so how could he accept this magic weapon.

"This treasure was obtained by the senior, but the disciple does not want it. I just hope that the senior can accept me as his disciple, and the disciple will follow him around, and I will be satisfied." Seeing that Guangchengzi didn't want the spiritual treasure, and only wanted to worship himself as his teacher, Mingyu smiled bitterly. This person is a bit persistent. No wonder Yuanshi Tianzun set up a large array to test all living beings, and he can become the chief disciple.

"This thing is not innate, but there are not many spiritual treasures of this quality in the ancient world. Innate spiritual treasures are rare, so you might as well accept it!" Mingyu waved the Bell of Desolation in his hand, and said The golden light rolled around the bell and penetrated into Guangchengzi's purple mansion from the top door.

This magical power almost made Guangchengzi's jaw drop to the ground in surprise. I have practiced in so many places, but I have never heard of someone being able to throw a spiritual treasure into someone else's Lingtai Purple Mansion. This is the place where the soul resides. Unless you are willing, how can others invade at will. This made Guangchengzi Rangding insist on worshiping Mingyu as his teacher. If people without supernatural powers don't worship Mingyu, where can they find a master in the ancient times?

"It's not that I don't want you to be my disciple. You occupy one of the thirty-six caves in the world, and your future achievements may not be as good as those of Pindao. How can I deceive you in your cultivation? This apprenticeship should never be mentioned again." Mingyu said in a tone of voice. Resolute, Guangchengzi did not dare to mention the matter of apprenticeship for a while. One can imagine the disappointment in his heart, and he bowed and bowed to Mingyu. "Thank you, senior, for the treasure!"

"It doesn't matter, you can use it as long as you find it useful. This thing is useless to a poor Taoist. This treasure is destined for you, so it can be used for self-defense." Mingyu finished speaking and looked at the Nine Immortals Mountain in front of him. There is nothing unusual about this Lingshan Mountain, but it is one of the thirty-six caves in the world. There must be some innate protection, but I can't tell it. Once these caves recognize their owners, it will be difficult for outsiders to break through them. Mingyu has never seen the offensive nature of the innate formation, but Mingyu has already studied the defensive nature in Hongyun's Fire Cloud Cave.

Guangchengzi felt disappointed when he saw that he failed to become a disciple. But when he saw Mingyu looking up at the fairy mountain where he practiced, his heart couldn't help but move. "Senior, I want to find a master, but I can't find one. I wonder if the senior knows any wise masters. Can you introduce me to the junior so that the junior's search for a master will not be without any purpose?" This is a curve to save the country. route. Mingyu couldn't help but laugh softly when he heard that he still didn't give up.

"Seeing that you are devoted to Taoism, I know a few good friends who are real masters. I'm just afraid that you won't be able to endure the hardships and can't find them." Mingyu thought of Taoist Sanqing who was practicing in Buzhou Mountain, so why not He introduced. After all, harvesting early and harvesting late are not all harvests. Besides, this place is hundreds of millions of miles away from Buzhou Mountain. With Guangchengzi's current cultivation level, it would take hundreds of years to get there without even thinking about it. This journey was not peaceful, and Mingyu became a little worried for him. If there was an accident on the road, it would be his own fault.

"Senior, please tell me, this junior will worship the Master even if his body is broken into pieces, otherwise he will be turned into dust thousands of years later. I really won't be willing to do it." When Guangchengzi saw that Mingyu refused to accept him as his disciple, he also gave up. The only thing he wanted to do to become a disciple was to ask Mingyu to show him a clear path, and he would have to look for it no matter how hard and tired he was.

"I won't tell you about the others. There are three Taoists in Buzhou Mountain. One is Taiqing, the second is Yuqing, and the third is Shangqing. They are the souls of Pangu who created the world after his death. They have great merits and great supernatural powers. You might as well go to Buzhou Mountain to find this opportunity. If you can become one of the three of them, it will be a great opportunity and your future achievements will be limitless."

When Guangchengzi heard that Mingyu praised Sanqing Taoist so much, he expected that he was also a person with great supernatural powers like Mingyu. I was very happy at first, but when I heard that these three people actually lived in Buzhou Mountain, I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. Buzhou Mountain is hundreds of millions of miles away from the Nine Immortals. The mountain is high and the road is far away. Along the way, you have to pass through countless demon tribes and witch tribes. With his level of cultivation, how could he arrive safely? He was afraid that he would be eaten by the lich before he even saw Mount Buzhou.

He frowned and said to Mingyu: "The person that the senior said is certainly not bad, but junior Bu Zhoushan has only heard of it and has never been there. The mountains are high and the road is long, how can we get here!"

Mingyu couldn't help laughing when he heard his words. Guangchengzi felt a little strange when he saw Mingyu laughing loudly. I don’t know why one sentence triggered Mingyu like this. Seeing Guangchengzi looking at him in confusion, Mingyu stopped laughing and said, "Although Mount Buzhou is far away, there is a master. Those three have a good relationship with Pindao, and their magical powers are much better than Pindao. You are here Going thousands of miles away to become a disciple, I don’t know how many hardships I have to go through, which shows that your heart for seeking the truth will be accepted as my disciple. Besides, this is not a kind of practice. I don’t know how many disasters I will encounter during the hundreds of millions of years of practice. This experience will be of great benefit to your future practice. If you are not satisfied, what else can you do?"

After hearing Mingyu's words, Guangchengzi was shocked and saluted him. "Senior's words are like a warning to the younger generation. Although Mount Buzhou is far away and there are many hardships on the way, it is a bright road. Please accept the courtesy of the younger generation. After making arrangements, the younger generation will get up and go to Mount Buzhou to pay homage. You’ve got the Master!”

"Hahaha, it should be like this. If you can worship the Master, you and I will still have a day to meet each other. I still want to visit my friends, so I will say goodbye to you here! Let's go!" Mingyu heard Guangcheng's words. Also, laughing and approving. Suddenly a cloud of light fell down and flew away on the clouds.

Guang Chengzi saw Mingyu leaving in the clouds, but his laughter still echoed in his ears. With his eyes focused, he raised his hands and bowed three times to Mingyu's retreating cloud light. After worshiping, he strode up to Jiuxian Mountain, packed everything he needed, and headed to Buzhou Mountain.

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