Chapter 400: Stealing the Sky and Change the Sun (Part 1)
A sharp stinging pain woke Lu Feng up from the darkness. He shook his head and felt extremely relaxed all over. Although his body was extremely empty, a fragrant breath surged in his body, making the empty body without a trace of true energy feel very comfortable. Every muscle and every meridian were so relaxed and free. He immediately thought: This was an extremely magical elixir that protected his body, otherwise he would not feel so good.
But on his face, Lu Feng frowned, and the face on his left seemed to be directly hit by a black slayer beast. Most of his cheeks swelled high, making his head dizzy, and the severe pain in front of him was constantly bombarding his tough nerves. Even though his body had been refined countless times, the severe pain still made him feel a little unbearable. He immediately woke up, and I don’t know which damn bastard was, slapped his face hard.
He opened his eyes fiercely, and Lu Feng looked at the only figure in front of him with anger. An old Taoist priest with a smile, inappropriate face, with three-point j-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci-sci
The old Taoist actually touched his nose a little embarrassedly, looked at the angry Lu Feng very carefully, and asked with great caution: "Little baby, you, hey, that, have you heard of the Taoist name that deceives the heavens? Hey, it's the lie, it's the heavens of the heavens. In fact, my Taoist is a very simple and honest person. I never do this to deceive God. But our treasure masters have some problems with their brains, so the Taoist name given to us is a bit strange."
Lu Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that on that sunny day, the delicate and beautiful voice told himself loudly: "You are talking about the three old guys who are hiding the moon, stealing the stars, and lying to the sky. They are now transforming into gods and are about to transform into emptiness. This heavenly tribulation is about to come, so they went to the Little North Pole Nether Sea and practiced hard below."
Looking at the thin and thin old Taoist priest in front of him, who looked like a thief, Lu Feng asked in a low voice in disbelief: "Zangyue, stealing the stars, lying to the sky...you, you, are you the Third Master? Oh my God, are you still alive?"
The old Taoist was so happy that he stood up and smiled, "No, the old Taoist is still alive... The old Taoist and the second son ascended, but I lied to the sky but the third son was the third son. I was embarrassed to ascend in front of them, so I stayed at the end. Gaga, your little baby seems to be very jealous. I have never seen it before. Which unlucky little baby went down the mountain to take you to Qingyunping? Well, according to our Yiyuan Sect's habits, it should be the youngest one the most unlucky one? You should be Xiao Longzi's rabbit? The other disciples will never go down the mountain, haha."
The old Taoist twisted his beard and hummed proudly: "We are all good at Yiyuan Sect. We are all too lazy to go down the mountain to collect disciples, but at least we went to the foot of the mountain to collect five little guys. The five little babies didn't know where to tricked the dozen disciples from their disciples, but they were all the unlucky disciples who were the youngest among them. They ran down the mountain to pick up garbage... Well, Xiao Longzi's baby is the youngest, and he should be his errands to take in the apprentice. He should be your master?"
Lu Feng's eyes were as tears as rain, and he suddenly knelt on the ground, hugged the old Taoist who lied to the sky, and howled bitterly: "Master Taizu, our Yiyuan Sect... Our Yiyuan Sect has been destroyed... Except for my little disciple, Lu Fengzi, other fellow disciples, masters, they were all killed by demons... Our Qingyunping has been burned to charcoal!"
The face of the old Taoist lied to heaven changed drastically, and the face of the blue light suddenly turned pale. Two extremely vicious lights shot out in his eyes. The old Taoist lied to heaven shouted in a deep voice: "Nonsense, my leader of the Yiyuan Sect, Qunlun, is one of the leaders of the Zhongyuan Taoist Sect. How could he suffer the disaster of extermination?... The world is so big, which sect can destroy my Yiyuan Sect? Especially my Yiyuan Sect has dozens of magical artifacts left by the ancestors. As long as the disciples sacrifice successfully, who can win them?"
Lu Feng was not long-winded. He had to tell the things before and after the Yiyuan Sect's destruction clearly. The old Taoist's face turned from blue to white, from white to purple to blue, from purple to blue, and in the end, his face was covered with ferocious evil spirits. "Wow, a man of a man, what a bold demon, they, they... they actually dared... wow!" The old Taoist stomped his feet hard, and an extremely powerful force trembled the seabed within dozens of miles. He saw the waves flashing, and the entire Nether Sea Cave was almost shattered by him.
Lu Feng also shook his whole body, feeling that the aura on the Grand Master's body was a little wrong. The originally gentle and flexible aura had become extremely ferocious, full of murderous aura. He heard the old Taoist lie to the sky humming word by word: "Forget it, even if I don't ascend, I still want to seek justice from them! Who can tolerate my Yiyuan Sect for no reason? But the old Taoist has been with them endlessly. I have tried my best to do this for thousands of years. If I don't kill them all, would I be worthy of the ancestors of my Yiyuan Sect?"
His face was dull and he stared at the evil-filled face of the old Taoist who was lied to the sky, and listened to his roaring wildly: "God, my Yiyuan Sect has accumulated a thousand virtues, but you destroyed my Yiyuan Sect. Today, I lied to the old Taoist Tian and would do something against the sky... Anyone who is enemies with my Yiyuan Sect will be wiped out by my disciples! Those who defied me will perish, and those who follow me will prosper!"
The powerful magic fluctuations shook Lu Feng more than ten feet away, and hit the wall of the pavilion heavily! He watched the old Taoist who lied to the sky gave him a vicious palm, and spit out a mouthful of light golden blood. He laughed coldly and said, "It's so good that my body was severely damaged, but it's impossible for me to ascend again! I will deal with those thieves with my Taoist practice in the Transformation Realm!"
Lu Feng knelt down honestly on the ground and bowed to the old Taoist who lied to the sky. He thought in a little frightened in his heart: "The three oldest seniors of the Yuan Sect are probably a little abnormal in their heads. After finally reaching the realm of being able to ascend, he slapped himself and stayed alive in this world... Heaven, he, who has reached the level of cultivation of the celestial immortal, wouldn't our strength increase by hundreds of times? When it comes to understanding the various classics of the Yiyuan Sect, who can compare with him?"
The old Taoist lied to Tian Tian did not say much to Lu Feng, and ordered him to meditate and adjust his breathing, then flew out. Lu Feng hurriedly followed him out, but saw countless layers of fine blue water waves outside the door rippling, and the old Taoist lied to Tian Tian disappeared without a trace. Lu Feng stuck out his tongue and stretched out his fingers, gently touching the blue light curtain at the door. A huge suction force suddenly came, almost sucking him in. Lu Feng was shocked, how could he dare to touch the things here randomly? He could only sit down and meditate and adjust his breathing without mentioning it.
However, since the establishment of the Yiyuan Sect, there is no idea how many merits have been involved in the fortunes. The Daluo Golden Immortal-level figures who raised their hands to caress the sun and the moon, and breathed into clouds have imposed restrictions here one by one. In the entire Nether Sea, there are 17,998 powerful restrictions that the old man knows about. According to the understanding of the three of their fellow disciples, they have not yet figured out the restrictions for their functions, at least 20,000 to 30,000. The entire Nether Sea has become an extremely huge, complex and boundless magic array. Not to mention Lu Feng, even the gods in the divine realm have fallen into the Nether Sea, and they will have to be too big and too small to run out.
The old Taoist who had lost his face and gave up his chance to ascension, quickly broke through the 932 bans and rushed to a palace built purely with a large tortoiseshell shell. He respectfully kowtowed to the black jade statue at the door of the palace, and then murmured: "The ancestor is here. According to the rules of my Yiyuan Sect, all the disciples above the late stage of Dongxu will come to this Nether Sea Cucumber to cultivate the heavenly way in order to ascension... My disciples deceived the heavens and passed the last level of heavenly tribulation nine years ago and achieved the right result. The disciples should have ascended to the fairy world and reunited with all the ancestors, but the demons destroyed my Yiyuan Sect's seeds. I could only destroy the Taoist walk by myself and stay in the world to deal with him. Today, the disciples took away all the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion, and I hope the ancestors will forgive me."
After kowtowing respectfully again, the old Taoist Lie Tian pinched the spiritual technique and shot a light of spirit towards the black jade statue. Suddenly, a hazy green light appeared in the black jade statue, which dissipated like flowing water. Wherever the green light went, a giant palace that was extremely simple and completely built with deep-sea cold jade appeared in front of the old Taoist Lie Tian.
This black jade statue of Huanglong Zhenren is the only way to enter the treasure pavilion of Yiyuan Sect. Only the spiritual technique produced by Yiyuan Sect's unique mental method can open this door. If someone who doesn't know the clues rashly breaks into the palace built with tortoiseshell shells... then congratulations! Even the old monsters of Yiyuan Sect themselves can't figure out how many vicious bans they put in. In short, there are three layers of "Nine Nine Thunder Tribulation" in the sand inside... Can you think about the fate of the intruder?
The old Taoist Lie Tian flew quickly towards the giant palace. It originally seemed that it was only a dozen feet away, but at the speed of his sword light, it had been flying for a quarter of an hour before reaching the door of the palace. At this time, the old Taoist Lie Tian looked like his body was as big as a soybean, which made the gate of the palace even more magnificent.
After breathing a sigh of relief, the old Taoist of Lie Tian slowly walked into the square hall gate that was hundreds of feet high and ten feet wide, which gave people a feeling of extreme depression. In the dark corridor, a cluster of magnificent light and shadows were constantly flashing, and you could vaguely see drops of gelatinous liquid slowly dripping from the air, and each drop of liquid was colorful and extremely beautiful. Looking closely, there was a small independent world in each drop of liquid. Except for no one, there were mountains and waters, birds and beasts, blue sky and blue seas, and even faint waves could be heard.
Drops of water fell on the dark floor, and circles of ripples suddenly spread out. In each ripples, the scenery of the water droplets rippled. As the ripples gradually expanded, the scenery gradually blurred and disappeared. The old Taoist lied to the whole forehead, staring at the droplets of water, moving his steps with great caution. Suddenly, he pulled his throat and cursed loudly: "What the hell are you old bulls' noses? What a illusion of 'Big World and Changes', you made me murderous intent, making me dare not take a step wrong. Did you, the old bulls' noses deliberately make things difficult for your disciples?"
Drips of water slowly slid down, and no one paid attention to the curse of the old Taoist deceiving the sky. The old Taoist deceiving the teeth helplessly grind his teeth, and walked carefully through this accident, which could make a celestial immortal-level master's soul scatter. He was very angry when he blew his nose and stared at him. He didn't know which Yiyuan Sect's senior moved his hands and feet. This was originally an illusion formation, which was made into real worlds by his magic power that was almost a god-human. Then, after more than a thousand years, I don't know which more perverted Yiyuan Sect predecessor simply set up tens of thousands of deadly formations in every world... Then, like the entire Nether Palace, generations of Yiyuan Sect predecessors have continuously added new materials to this "illusion", making an originally empty and beautiful illusion array into a first-class and vicious deadly formation in the world.
The old Taoist lied to heaven was worried and finally walked through this dark corridor. Then he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and knelt on the ground again to worship. After nine more sounds, he turned into a erratic blue light and rushed into the hall emitting all kinds of strange lights.
There is no pillar in the magnificent hall, which is as high as three hundred feet long and five hundred feet long. From the base of the wall to the ceiling, there are complex and extremely magnificent huge murals. There are various rare birds and beasts, gods and demons, strange flowers and plants, etc. According to the lines of the mural, those opened with red lights are countless small pavilions that flash with various treasure lights.
Various magic weapons, flying swords, and jade bottles containing magic pills were dazzling. The old Taoist deceiving Tian waved his sleeves, and countless magic weapons, flying swords, and magic pills turned into a colorful rainbow and threw them into his Qiankun bag. In the past tens of thousands of years, the three thousand,792 Qimen magic weapons, 6,487 extremely powerful flying swords, and countless magic pills left by the old Taoist deceiving Tian was swept away and put them into the Qiankun bag.
"Yuan Sheng? Right Saint? Left Saint?... Humph, old Taoist, I don't care what kind of demons and ghosts you are that burst out from the valley, old Taoist must let you lose your soul... The good disciple has taken so many disciples, but there are not many powerful magic weapons and flying swords. This kind of strength is too poor... All the ancestors are here, and the disciples have to borrow the magic weapons left by the ancestors. After my Yiyuan Sect is restored, the disciples will definitely lead the disciples to return them as much as possible."
He looked at the empty hall with a little attachment, and rushed out like a flying dao. "My pill room is still refining seventeen magic weapons. Quenyuanbing's eyes are still quenching the thirteen flying swords, bring them all!" In desperation, the old dao lied to the old gods of Yiyuan Sect emptied all the savings left by the immortals of the Yiyuan Sect. Think about it, those extremely vicious Jinyiwei or Huanglongmen disciples in the broken camp suddenly got these excellent magic weapons and flying swords, which is really arrogance.
It was only half a year after I gave this batch of magic weapon flying swords that the old Taoist lied to him accidentally discovered the virtues of the disciples whom Lu Feng and Qin Daozi received. Is this still a cultivator of the Yiyuan Sect? It was clearly a group of bandits! The old Taoist, who felt that the contrast between the two was too big, almost vomited blood. This is a later story, so I won’t mention it for now.
But Lu Feng sat cross-legged in the coral-built pavilion, preparing to regulate the true energy in his body. But he was extremely frightened to find that his Nascent Soul disappeared without a trace. The skill of the cultivator is all on this Nascent Soul! The Nascent Soul is the source of the true energy, the spring of magic power, and the place where the natal cultivation is entrusted. His Nascent Soul is gone, then... Isn't that the Qi Dispersion Ability has disappeared? It means that all the Taoist practices have been wasted!
A layer of cold sweat oozed out from his forehead, and Lu Feng suddenly discovered something that made him even more confused. When he focused his mind inward, he found that his body emitted a strange light, a light full of killing that could only be released by those magic weapons by flying swords. He gently raised his right hand and pounded it at the ground. With a crisp sound, there were no known how many layers of floor protected by the restriction were silently broken through a smooth hole.
Chapter completed!