In the dim space, an old man is sitting cross-legged. The old man has white beard and hair. He is wearing a white wide robe. He is sitting upright with his eyes closed.
There is also a golden vertical strip between his eyebrows, shining with a faint golden light. The void around it will start to become blurry every few times, but it will soon recover, and so on.
Suddenly, a spiritual light shined in the space, but it was not the old man, but the wall opposite the old man, which was emitting a dazzling silver light. Then an old man in black robes walked out of the silver light. This man was the same as the old man sitting with his eyes closed.
They are actually 70-80% similar, except that the old man in black robe is obviously much younger. His long hair is black and white, but the vertical stripes between his eyebrows are bright silver.
As if sensing an uninvited guest in his cave, the old man in white robe slowly opened his eyes.
"Junior brother, you haven't come to see me as a senior brother in a thousand years, right? How come you have the free time today to come to Fujin Mountain in Beixuan Valley?"
"Senior brother, did you know that Doro is dead?" The person who came here had a serious face, without the slightest hint of joking. He opened his mouth and said something that shocked the old man in white robes.
"Doro is dead?" The old man in white robe stood up suddenly, with a shocked expression on his face.
Doro is the nine-armed holy king of the multi-armed tribe. Doro just advanced to Mahayana thousands of years ago. Whether it is magical power or experience, he is not a powerful being among Mahayana monks, but he is so skinny as a camel.
Bigger than Ma, he is a Mahayana monk after all.
Someone who can kill a Mahayana monk must at least be a Mahayana monk.
"Do you know who killed Doro?" The old man in white robe quickly calmed down after being shocked and asked coldly.
The old man in black robe shook his head: "The entire Holy King Mountain has been completely wiped out, and Doro's body was chopped into powder. Junior brother, I have searched around and want to find it.
There are some clues, but those who saw the destruction of Holy King Mountain that day did not know who did it. There were even many people whose memories seemed to have been erased. Those who could have such means, let alone Beitian Shattered Realm,
Even in the entire Northern Territory, there is no one who can find one."
The white-robed old man also realized the seriousness of the problem. Unless the difference in magical power between Mahayana cultivators is too great, it would be difficult to kill the opponent, because even if the opponent cannot defeat him, he can still escape.
And even if you have murderous intentions, if you want to kill a Mahayana monk, you usually have to pay a heavy price. If you fail to steal the chicken, you will lose a lot of rice.
To be able to kill Doro so cleanly, without Doro even having time to self-destruct, it seems that only Wan Mu Lingzun in the entire Northern Territory can do it.
"Could it be Wanmu Lingzun?" the white-robed old man murmured to himself.
"How is this possible? Senior brother, you originally obtained the Wanmu Order, and then you encouraged the multi-armed tribe to start eroding the areas controlled by the human race. The purpose was to take the opportunity to eliminate the four major spiritual realms of the human race. Once the four major spiritual realms were destroyed, the rest
The ten major sects of the human race are just chickens and tile dogs, and they will never be able to achieve success. When the fate of the human race plummets, even if they are given a million years, they may not be able to give birth to another Mahayana monk."
"If our brothers had not achieved the position of spiritual master, why would we have obeyed him? Is it possible that Wanmu Spirit Master wants to cross the river and burn the bridge? What he is plotting is not just a small human race, but he wants to take us north.
Are all the Sky Broken Realm included in the area controlled by the Spirit Clan?" The old man in white robe thought for a moment before speaking.
"Senior brother, this is too unbelievable, isn't it? It has only been a few hundred years since the Multi-Armed Clan encroached on the human race's territory. They only occupied a few important resource areas of the human race such as Baohua Sea, and they were far from hurting their muscles.
It’s so bone-breaking, and besides, the four major spiritual realms have been giving in all these years, not giving Doro a chance to take action. Doesn’t it make sense that Wanmu Spirit Master would kill Doro at this moment?”
The white-robed old man nodded when he heard this. This matter was indeed not something that Wanmu Lingzun had done. There was no need for Wanmu Lingzun to do this in terms of logic or motivation.
But in the entire Northern Territory, it seems that only Wanmu Lingzun can kill Doro silently. Even if the two of them join forces, it is not easy to kill Doro.
"Is it possible that it's the Bone Clan?"
"Bone Clan?" The white-robed old man's expression condensed.
"The Withering Bone Saint in the Bone Clan has understood the Rule of Failure branch of the rules of life. He is very powerful. Although he has not achieved the position of Saint Ancestor, even Wanmu Spirit Lord does not dare to underestimate him. To say that
Who among the Bone Clan can kill Doro so easily, I'm afraid he is the only one."
"Withering Bone Saint Hua Piaoluo is originally an extremely rare flower-bone clan among the bone clan. This bone clan was already almost extinct. Unexpectedly, people like Hua Piaoluo appeared. Fortunately, she did not understand the rules.
Otherwise, once they achieve the position of the Holy Ancestor, the Bone Clan will never be satisfied with the Xuanhuang Territory, the Northern Heaven Territory, or even the entire Holy Moon Continent north of the Holy Bone Land.
The clan is included in it.”
"Could it really be flowers falling?" The old man in black robe also showed a nervous expression on his face.
"Senior brother, I am just guessing that several Taoist friends from the Spirit Clan are very nervous now, for fear that Hua Piaoluo will advance to the Holy Ancestor. However, with the current strength of the Spirit Clan, even if Wanmu Lingzun takes action personally, at most he will be killed.
After defeating Hua Piaoluo, it is difficult to kill her. Moreover, Wanmu Lingzun would never do this. Otherwise, if she is not killed, one day in the future, if she really advances to the Holy Saint
Ancestor, then the Spiritual Race will not only face a loss of territory, but also a catastrophe of genocide."
After a pause, the white-robed old man continued: "However, Hua Piaoluo has no reason to kill Doro, and with Doro's understanding and qualifications, being able to survive to the Mahayana stage is already at its peak, and it does not pose any threat to her.
Senior brother, I really can’t think of her purpose for doing this?”
"If it's neither Wanmu Spirit Master nor Hua Piaoluo, then who could it be? Could it be a passing Spirit Master Saint Ancestor who took action?"
The old man in white robe shook his head and sighed helplessly: "The spiritual world is vast and boundless, and the Holy Moon Continent is just the tip of the iceberg. Even if the Holy Ancestor Spirit Master passes by, it is not unusual. Junior Brother, this matter is temporary
Don't spread the word, we will observe in secret, and at the same time we must be extremely careful. Since this person has the ability to easily kill Dora, you and I will never be his opponent, so it is better to be careful."
"What the senior brother is saying is, hey, the current situation in the Holy Moon Continent is treacherous, and the Spirit Clan is about to make a move again. The Human Race has now retreated to the barbarian land of the Northern Sky Broken Realm and is barely surviving. Why should the Spirit Clan continue to suppress them? The four major spiritual realms.
, except for a few people, they are basically useless. Even if a Mahayana comes out, it may not be able to change the status quo. Are the Spirit Clan a little too cautious?"
The white-robed old man slowly walked to a futon next to him and sat down cross-legged. He sneered and said, "The history of the Spiritual Clan is not glorious. During the great catastrophe of the world, the human race was able to turn the tide. Several Mahayana monks all died.
All the high-ranking and top-level monks in the clan have also been lost. The Spirit Clan was originally just a small tribe that survived in the wild ancient forest. Just like the multi-armed tribe, they were always treated as barbarians, and they took advantage of the human race.
Weakened, they began to annex the areas controlled by the human race, and killed countless human races, which can be said to be a river of blood. It was only later that the Futu tribe came forward, and the spirit tribe had to stop the killing."
When the old man in black robe heard the word "Buddha Clan", his expression suddenly changed, and there was even a hint of fear in his eyes.
The richest place in the Holy Moon Continent is actually occupied by the Buddha Clan. The Northern Heaven Territory where the Spirit Clan is located and the Xuanhuang Territory where the Bone Clan is located are just barren lands in the north of the Holy Moon Continent. Although the Buddha Clan cannot see
In this area, it does not allow the races living in the northern barren land to break out into major conflicts, especially for ordinary creatures, such as genocide is a taboo. If a certain race is really against
Another race has launched a war of genocide, and they are afraid that they will be exterminated by the Futu clan before they succeed.
Among the many races in the Northern Territory, the Futu Tribe has never been heard of, and only a few peak existences are aware of the existence of this race.
The white-robed old man continued: "Although the Spirit Clan stopped killing, it also caused countless casualties to the Human Race. Many high-level monks from the Human Race have always kept this hatred in mind. One day, once the Human Race rises, it will definitely be the Spirit Clan's.
Nightmare."
"I understand." The old man in black robe nodded: "The spirit tribe is afraid of the Buddha tribe, so they encourage us, the Tianmu tribe and the multi-armed tribe, to gradually encroach on the human race's territory, and use the method of boiling frogs in warm water to gradually exterminate the human race. In this way
Come on, even if the Buddha Clan knows about it, they won't say anything. After all, there are many races in the spiritual world, and the change of ethnic groups is a normal thing. Although the Buddha Clan is scary, they can't take care of everything."
The old man in white robe nodded and sighed softly: "Speaking of which, our Tianmu clan is a closely related race to the human race. Our ancestors first practiced the Golden Eye Technique. After practicing this technique to the extreme, they became
It can change its own mechanism so that its descendants will also have the third eye, so we have the third eye clan. We cooperate with the spirit clan to suppress the human race, but in fact we forget our ancestors."
"You can't blame us for this matter. In the world of immortality, the strong are respected. Now that the spirit clan is so powerful, we have to surrender. Otherwise, not only will we not be able to protect the human race, but even our Tianmu clan will suffer annihilation. After weighing the balance,
We have no choice but to do it.”
"Senior brother, I know that Doro's death should not be revealed yet. The suppression of the human race has been temporarily stopped. I will personally explain it to Wanmu Lingzun when I have time."
"Okay, junior brother knows, then junior brother will leave first."
As the wall glowed with dazzling white light again, the old man in black robe slowly walked inside. When the white light disappeared, the entire space fell into darkness again.
The old man in white robe sat cross-legged on the futon, his face uncertain. Doro's death made him slightly uneasy.
The old man in white robe is the pinnacle of the Tianmu clan. The old monster Tianpu who is a Mahayana monk has just performed the Yang Shen Teleportation method. It is his junior brother, the old devil with earth eyes. Both of them have good and evil personalities, so the outside world has
Gave them such an indecent name.
In fact, the Tianmu clan has always called them the ancestors of Tiantong and the ancestors of Earth Eyes.
Patriarch Tiantong knew very well that he was not the Holy Ancestor of the Spirit Lord after all, and could not avoid being coerced. Doro's death seemed to indicate that a storm was coming, but he had no choice but to wait quietly.
"Hey~~" came a sigh.
"Tian Tong, if you didn't still have a trace of conscience in your heart and knew that the Tianmu clan and the human clan are close relatives, this Fujin Mountain would be where your old bones are buried today."
As the voice fell, a figure quietly appeared not far in front of Patriarch Tiantong, and dense black Dao patterns also appeared on the surrounding walls, covering the stone walls, tops, and his body in the entire space.
Everything is covered under your feet.
Ancestor Tiantong’s face changed drastically. After he heard the owner of the voice, his eyes showed fear: “Impossible, you are still alive, the rules of harmony, you have realized the power of the rules to the state of perfection.
, you have advanced to the rank of Great Spirit Master."
Patriarch Tiantong looked at the Phantom Spirit Master, whose face was gradually clearing as he walked towards him. He didn't look like a Mahayana monk at all. His face showed a look of horror, as if he had seen a ghost.
"If you want to kill me, Huan Tianmou, I'm afraid there's no such existence in the spiritual world, right?" Huanling Zun walked to the front of Patriarch Tiantong and stood a few feet away, his eyes glowing with cold light as he stared.
he.
Patriarch Tiantong was a Mahayana monk after all. After experiencing a brief panic, he quickly calmed down.
"Tian Tong has met the Great Spirit Master." Ancestor Tian Tong stood up quickly and bowed his hands in salute.
Although Lingzun and Great Lingzun are both in the Mahayana realm, in the world of immortality, they are half a generation higher than ordinary Mahayana monks. Therefore, ordinary Mahayana monks will salute and pay homage after seeing the Holy Ancestor Lingzun.
, this is also the default rule formed in the world of immortality for countless years.
"Tian Tong, when you betrayed me, you probably didn't have this etiquette, right? To tell you the truth, Doro was killed by me, and today he came to your Floating Gold Mountain. Where did he come from? You must have
Very clear."
Upon hearing this, Patriarch Tiantong glanced at the endless Dao patterns around him and showed a bitter smile.
"Great Spirit Lord, please calm down. What happened back then was indeed Tiantong's fault. Although the entire Tianmu clan was coercing him, Tiantong did something detrimental to the Great Spirit Lord after all. He wanted to kill or behead him, but Tiantong did not
No complaints.”
"Oh? Are you really not afraid of death?" What Patriarch Tiantong said surprised the Phantom Lord.
"When we reach the realm of you and me, we naturally cherish our own lives even more. Although Tiantong has advanced to Mahayana for tens of thousands of years, there is a high probability that he will not be able to integrate the power of rules in this life, but after all, he still has tens of thousands of years to live, but
In order to appease the anger of the Great Spirit Master, it is not a pity for Tiantong to die."
Phantom Spirit Lord sneered: "You realized that I had set up a Taoist barrier here, and you knew you couldn't break it, so that's why you did this, right?"
Ancestor Tiantong smiled bitterly and nodded in recognition: "The Great Spirit Master has integrated the power of rules, and with the help of the perfect rules, Tian Tong is indeed unable to break through the Dao pattern barrier. Moreover, with the Great Spirit Master's prophecy rules, Tian Tong