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Chapter Thirty-Seven

What appeared on the high platform was a human figure transformed from the stream of light. The figure shifted between clarity and chaos, going around and around. At one moment, it seemed that even the gaps in the linen in the clothes were clearly visible; at the next moment, it was extremely blurry, like a blur.

A blur of darkness.

The moment his figure solidified, Gui Wujiu finally saw his face clearly. He was an old man wearing a bamboo hat, with tattered clothes all over his body, a white beard, and long black hair. He seemed to be looking at him carefully.

He glanced at the blameless person and then showed a faint smile.

Logically speaking, this person appeared in the middle of the room, and with such a conspicuous change of light and shadow, he should be extremely conspicuous. But in fact, if the four people had not saluted him, Guilin would never have noticed his existence. This person did not cast

Any magical power is enough to make people turn a blind eye. It can be described as magical and bizarre.

Gui Wujiu had already met two people in that realm before, the person who introduced him twelve years ago, and the green-robed young man Duanmu Lin who had been a guest of the Yue Heng Sect these past two days. But the old man in front of him,

The feeling he gave me was "the opposite". It was "the opposite" to the True Lord and Power he had seen the first two times.

Although those two people never released a trace of magic power, they gave people the intuition of the towering Lord of all things, as if all the objects around them eliminated the differences, took them as the master, and moved accordingly. But the old man in front of him was different from the surroundings.

Everything produced a strong sense of rejection, as if everything was different from its own kind and distinct. It was somewhat similar to the feeling I had when I first saw the nameless ink bead, but it seemed not as pure as the ink bead.

Gui Wujiu's mind was spinning, and he was a little surprised. The decree was clear, and he went to the Jiuzhuan Lingguang Palace to see the true king. But the phantom of the old man in front of him was not the person he imagined he was going to see.

The phantom of the old man seemed to know that he was not to blame, and said with a smile: "The old friend from twelve years ago has other important matters."

Gui Wujiu felt something in his heart. The so-called old friend from twelve years ago was obviously the head of the Yue Heng Sect who had hidden the esophagus spirit fish in his sleeve. He stepped forward and saluted, "May I ask how you call me, senior?"

The shadow said: "My surname is Ning."

Gui Wujiu bowed and said, "I have met Ning Zhenjun." He then said to the other four people, "I have met four real people." The four people nodded slightly in response.

Xuying said: "If you have any questions, just ask."

Gui Wujiu hesitated for a moment and then said: "The golden talisman of the imperial edict?"

At this time, Ning Zhenjun's shadow was changing to an extremely blurry state, but a nodding movement could still be vaguely seen, and a calm voice came: "Some changes have occurred."

Gui Wujiu thought for a moment and said in an uncertain tone: "Three Tribulations Lotus?"

The shadow paused for a moment, and said in a surprised voice: "Duanmu Lin came to visit me and walked around, but his tone of voice was not strict."

The two men answered each other in riddles, but everyone present knew what they meant.

Gui Wujiu muttered: "Sect leader Zhenjun once said that I am Yue Heng's opportunity, and Yue Heng also has my opportunity. He must be talking about this Three Tribulation Lotus. I guess this thing can complement the jade under certain conditions.

The treasure of the tripod was lost for some reason. Therefore, the sect thought that the junior had lost the value of training, so the promise of the imperial edict and the golden talisman was not responded to. This must be the accident that the senior mentioned."

Xuying said: "You guessed the consequences well. However, the Three Tribulations Lotus is not lost. Who can steal the Yue Heng Sect's treasure?" After a moment of silence, he said: "Junior Brother Nangong used it himself. This

There is nothing you can do about it. See for yourself." Then he tapped his right index finger, and the space suddenly distorted, forming a flickering picture about a foot high.

Gui Wujiu looked carefully.

There are bursts of mist, surrounded by peaks, and dotted with palaces. This scene is obviously the Yue Hengshan Gate on Xuanyuan Ze. On the tallest peak among them, a dark hall with a majestic appearance is the Jiuzhuan Lingguang Hall. Standing in front of the hall is a handsome figure.

The great Taoist, with mysterious light and extraordinary bearing. Beside him, a golden light enveloped a girl of about ten years old. Her eyes were closed tightly and her chest was rising and falling, as if she was in a dream.

When Gui Wujiu saw this heroic Taoist, his eyes narrowed. But the face of the girl next to him seemed to be Mu Zhenli. At this time, something suddenly changed, and the sky and the earth became pitch black, and then the sky "bang".

There was a sound as a hole was opened, and an incredibly huge copper-colored bird claw stretched out from the sky, with the will to crush everything, and was about to slap on the mountain gate of Yue Heng Sect!

Then this heroic Taoist took action, and his movements triggered a terrifying aura hundreds of thousands of miles away. It was just a process of two powerful forces fighting, but the light curtain was in a mess, unable to appear clearly. In the end, I don’t know how long it took, the world between heaven and earth

After a while, he returned to normal, but this heroic Taoist was surrounded by two auras, ups and downs, and no longer seemed to be perfect.

The virtual shadow waved his hand and closed the image in his palm.

Gui Wujiu looked confused. Combined with the inference of the time when Mu Minli entered the door, the scene in this picture was clearly the vision of heaven and earth he observed seven days before he broke through the spirit form. After the great change, no one in the door could remember it except himself.

It was as if this incident had never happened. However, because of the nameless ink bead that broke the cave, Gui Wujiu firmly believed that all of this was real.

However, the picture that appeared in front of him now was different from what he heard and witnessed that day. What he saw that day was a pure aura of destruction, not the claws of the giant bird now.

Is Ning Zhenjun hiding something from himself? If so, what is the other party’s motive? If not, then who saw the story is true?

The Taoist holding the jade guide said with awe on his face: "What you are seeing is what happened eighteen days ago. Within the Zhou Dynasty, the heaven and earth were planted, and the alien species transformed into demons and gods. This "Qin Meng Bird" is the void

The power of the alien species is enough to compete with the world. Compared with the human monks, it is on the same level as the powerful Tianzun who cuts the world. After breaking through the world, its power is less than one-tenth, but it is beyond the reach of people in this world.

Resist.”

The young man with a whisk said: "This bird has always been afraid of the strong and bullies the weak. It feeds on the pure air of the lower world. It destroys countless small worlds if it makes a move. This invasion of the Ziwei world is something that has never happened in hundreds of thousands of years. Ten

Eight days ago, neither the teacher nor Uncle Liang happened to be in the sect, so Uncle Nangong fought alone and was seriously injured. Otherwise, with the combined efforts of the teacher and the two uncles, and with the help of the sect's formation, they would have been able to withstand it."

Although Gui Wujiu knew that there was a new world beyond the four continents and six seas before, such as Duanmu Lin and the black-faced boy, he never knew the real name. This was the first time he heard the name Ziwei Great World.

But all he was thinking about was which story was true. He asked tentatively: "Eighteen days ago, the Nangong Sect Master was hurt by this Qin Meng?"

The fat Taoist holding a banana fan looked at Gui Wujiu's face and thought he understood his doubts, so he immediately said: "You must be wondering why you have no impression of this matter, right? This is natural, everything you see is

It’s true, but it’s just forgotten at the moment. Not only you, except for a few dozen people in the Yue Heng Sect, this matter no longer exists in the memory of anyone.”

The young man holding a fly whisk was afraid that he would not be blamed, so he explained patiently: "The formation we crossed Hengshan Gate is divided into two formations: virtual and real. Let alone the real formation, this virtual formation is called "Dream Bubble". Once this formation is opened,

, can transform the power that can shock the soul into a dream, and forget it all in a few breaths, protecting the minds of the disciples in the sect from being invaded by strange forces. At that time, Uncle Nangong did not know whether he could block the attack of "Qin Meng Bird"

, so the second formation is activated at the same time. So for you, this is like it never happened."

Gui Wujiu was silent, and this "dream bubble" could explain the fact that the other disciples knew nothing about this matter. However, this formation did not take effect on him, and it also conflicted with his original memory. According to his intuition, it should be

It is directly related to the nameless ink beads on his sleeve.

The young man with a whisk sighed: "Teacher said, it would be fine if this happened to him. Even if the Yue Heng Sect temporarily loses a True Lord, he will definitely not take advantage of your Three Tribulations Lotus. Only Master Nangong

My uncle's position as the head of the sect involves one of the fundamentals of our sect, and we must not make any mistakes. In desperation, I had to use this thing to recover from my injuries."

A slow voice came from the phantom on the high platform: "Five hundred years from now, the world of Ziwei will undergo a huge change, and you are actually an extremely important part of the Yue Heng Sect's layout. The Three Tribulations Lotus is a natural artifact that has been passed down for decades.

After thousands of years, only the last one is left. You and I were meant to be a perfect match, but fate played a trick on us."


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