In the past few years since Xiao Ye woke up, he has been understanding and becoming familiar with the body of the Holy Son, and he has also discovered problems.
This body of the Holy Son is certainly terrifying. Every inch of flesh and blood is roaring with turbulent energy like a vast sea, and there are intertwined Dao patterns. It seems that it was born for the Dao and has endless power, but it also requires a corresponding state to activate it.
Just like a terrifying holy weapon, if it doesn't have a certain level of cultivation, it won't be able to exert its power at all.
However, his past realm and the Nine Meridians Sacred Path he had comprehended were no longer present.
"It didn't really disappear, but it turned into fragments and was hidden in the flesh and blood."
Xiao Ye sat cross-legged above the unmanned stars, feeling himself carefully and whispering to himself.
Thousands of years ago, although his original body was brutally beaten to pieces by Holy Lord Huadu, it did not really disappear. It turned into flesh and blood and was mixed with the body of the Holy Son. His potential was once again increased, and it was even more terrifying than the rumors said.
Mixed with flesh and blood, there is also the Nine Meridians Sacred Path.
Therefore, his realm has not disappeared.
In the next month, Xiao Ye silently recited the ancient Sutra of Taichu, and devoured the power of the essence of the sun and moon, and began to meditate, hoping to fuse the fragments of the Nine Meridians of the Holy Path in his flesh and blood.
But they failed one after another.
"Is it because of the immortal ancient scriptures?"
Xiao Ye was not without gains this month, he made huge discoveries.
In the flesh and blood of the Holy Son's body, Xiao Ye discovered nine 'stars' representing the Nine Meridians of the Holy Path. They were wrapped and covered by wisps of silkworm cocoons. Mysterious and ancient fonts continued to emerge, like miracles.
generally.
Just like the silence before a silkworm chrysalis emerges from its cocoon and becomes a butterfly, once the time is right, it will undergo a gorgeous transformation.
"It seems I can only wait. In my current state, it doesn't matter even if I can't activate the Nine Meridians Holy Law for the time being." Xiao Ye relaxed his mind and no longer pursued it deliberately.
He was extremely satisfied to be able to survive the bloody battle a thousand years ago and successfully break the shackles, returning the perfect Son to his throne.
You know, over the years, he has gradually understood how terrifying this body of the Holy Son is, not to mention that it is fused with his previous body.
At this moment, Xiao Ye's expression changed, and he heard a mournful cry in the endless universe.
This is not holy consciousness, it seems to be a special kind of control over the heaven and earth, and can hear sounds millions of kilometers away.
In fact, Xiao Ye's realm has not been restored, and it is difficult for the holy consciousness to appear.
Whoosh!
Xiao Ye rushed into the starry sky, his deep eyes penetrated the endless starry sky, and looked forward.
"My son is dead!"
"And my tribe, the elders and disciples in my sect are all dead and will never be seen again. Why can't you wait until I return?"
"I am a saint now. Not to mention dominating the human race, I can at least protect you and live a stable life!"
On a planet millions of kilometers away, the headmaster of the Cangyu Sect, a gray-haired old man, was kneeling in front of several unknown graves. He couldn't help but feel grief-stricken, with tears in his eyes.
In the past, Cangyu Sect was also a slightly famous spiritual sect in the Canglan world.
However, when the era of reincarnation broke out later, he could only take his direct disciples and hide in the world of ghosts, far away from his hometown.
After he returned, he searched and finally found traces, but they were limited to the few wild graves in front of him.
Next to the headmaster of Cangyu Sect, in addition to his disciples, stood a taciturn young man who was full of hostility.
This is the grandson of the leader of the Cangyu Sect, his only bloodline in the world, and he found it.
But the liveliness and cuteness before were gone, and only the anger and taciturnity all over her body were left.
How many people who can survive such turmoil are not haunted by nightmares?
"Are those Holy Lords who returned from the Starry Sky Corridor sacrificing so many people because of their own ambitions and desires?"
Xiao Ye did not teleport, but his figure suddenly appeared. He couldn't help but sigh as he stared at this scene.
This planet is full of ruins. Now the weeds are growing wildly, and there are dried blood stains everywhere. It is unknown how many innocent lives have been buried.
This is the cruelty of the Three Thousand Realms, and it is also the stubborn disease of the Three Thousand Realms. I don’t know how many times it has been reincarnated.
"Changes need to be made." Xiao Ye whispered to himself.
"It made senior laugh."
After a long time, the headmaster of Cangyu Sect stood up, and his mind had calmed down.
In fact, before returning, he had already expected it and was quite satisfied to find the remains of his family.
Xiao Ye said goodbye to the master and apprentice without saying much.
What happened to the leader of the Cangyu Sect made him miss his people very much, and he didn't know how chaotic the human race's situation was now. He needed to understand it in detail to determine the next step.
Xiao Ye will leave sooner or later. The masters and disciples of Cangyu Sect have already guessed it, so it is not surprising that they all say goodbye to Xiao Ye.
"Senior, you may not know my name yet. My name is Cheng Hua. I have escorted you all the way. I may never be able to repay this kind of kindness in my life."
"Can I know your name? I have no other intention. I just want to pray for my senior in the future and silently wish my senior."
The disciple of the headmaster of Cangyu Sect hesitated for a moment, his face turned red from holding back, and finally he couldn't help but ask.
"Cheng Hua? I remember."
Xiao Ye glanced at the disciple, smiled slightly, and disappeared directly on the spot, and then the words came slowly.
"My name is Xiao Ye."
The lingering sound echoed, and Xiao Ye had long since disappeared, leaving only the dumbfounded master and apprentice.
"Master...Master, I...did I hear wrongly?"
"That senior is actually the Holy Son of Taichu who was famous in the Three Thousand Realms a thousand years ago? He...he is actually still alive, and he has lived with us for so many years!"
Cheng Hua stammered and asked, completely confused.
"I didn't expect that he was the Holy Son of the Beginning. Not only did he survive, but he also returned to the human race. It seems that the human race will be in turmoil again."
The headmaster of Cangyu Sect also had a dull look on his face and muttered to himself.
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"Ya'er, Nian'er, parents, Xuan Xiao, are you okay?"
In the Canglan world, Xiao Ye stepped on the starry sky and shuttled through the worlds, like a lone wolf moving forward.
In the battle with Holy Lord Huadu, in addition to the Tower of Time, all the golden beads of sound transmission and the identity token of the temple were shattered.
This means that he seems to be a person without identity now. If he wants to find out the whereabouts of his clan members, he can only inquire about them. As for which world he is in, it doesn't matter anymore.
The world of Canglan is vast and boundless. There has been a tragic war. Many star fields have been destroyed. They look very empty and dead. It looks like everything is in ruins. If you want to find someone who knows a lot of information, it is indeed a good idea.
Not easy.
Xiao Ye thought for a moment and planned to attack the Canglan Realm Master directly.
"Interesting, the current master of the Canglan Realm is actually him."
After making inquiries, I quickly received the exact information, and a look of surprise appeared in my eyes.