Chapter 356: Opening of the Treasure House Passage
Emperor Ji Wuming?!
The giant's words made Xing Wuji, Su Hong, Li Xiumei, Su Xiaoya, and Li Pojun look at the tall phantom in the sky in surprise.
Hu Meili, who was like a demon just now, looked at the nameless shadow of the Heavenly Emperor Ji in the sky. The words she had been mumbling finally stopped. She stared at the shadow in the sky in silence.
"Ji Wuming, you really want to use the Bagua formation to resurrect. Now that the Bagua formation has been broken, you will disappear forever!" The demon prince looked at Ji Wuming's shadow in mid-air and said coldly, "The cycle of life and death is sealed by the secret of heaven.
"The ground..." In the ghost swamp, the ancient ape looked at Ji Wu in mid-air.
Name, it recited these two familiar words in a deep voice, and then looked worriedly at the word 'Dui' above its head that was beginning to become fainter and murmured, "When the future opens, blood will flow to the three realms, and resentment will enter the six realms..."
Is this a foreshadowing of the great catastrophe of heaven and earth that is about to begin again?"
In the Sunset Mountains, Evil Heavenly Lord and the members of the Nitian Sect looked at Ji Wuming in mid-air in shock. Evil Heavenly Lord said in disbelief, "The legendary emperor of the human world ten thousand years ago actually existed!"
You Mu watched Ji Wuming's shadow begin to fade, and he said coldly, "Ten thousand years have passed. No matter how stunning and stunning Ji Wuming was, now he can only sigh suddenly!"
The Xuanxin disciples knew the most about Ji Wuming’s affairs, and when they saw the phantom of Ji Wuming, the first-generation Heavenly Emperor, they were also the most horrified and confused!
What was the human world like ten thousand years ago? If there had ever been a person in the human world who had reached the saint level, would it be doubtful and debatable to say that one could live forever by ascending to the Jiuxuan Heavenly Realm?
"The Emperor of Heaven, Ji Wuming, really exists?" Yan Wuya looked at the shadow of the Emperor of Heaven that began to become ethereal in the sky and could disappear at any time, and his heart was filled with panic.
At Tianling Peak, after the demon spirit heard Ji Wuming's words, she sneered, "Ji Wuming, tens of thousands of years later, your tribe will break through the Bagua formation and prevent you from being resurrected to regain control of the world. You can only utter a word of reluctance."
It’s just a sigh! Hehehe, blood is flowing in the three realms, and resentment is in the six realms. You want to warn your people,
When the great catastrophe of heaven and earth begins again, blood will flow like a river. But no one in your tribe understands you. They only want immortality. If you block their path to immortality, you will only be completely wiped out... Ji Wuming, don't worry.
Go, you don’t need to meddle in other people’s business during this great catastrophe of heaven and earth, whether human beings will live or die!”
In the Guiyin Mountains, Master Duxing stared at the phantom of the Heavenly Emperor Ji Wuming. He was filled with surprise and hurriedly recited the Dharma chant: "Amitabha, Ji Wuming actually exists. What on earth did he suppress with the Bagua formation thousands of years ago? It was ten thousand years ago."
A treasure house, or an ancient battlefield where the world suffered a great calamity thousands of years ago?"
Buzz…!
Suddenly, the shadow of the Heavenly Emperor Ji Wuming disappeared completely, and the other five anomalies of the Bagua formation in the sky also collapsed and disappeared from the sky.
The word 'Xun' on the head of the demon spirit disappeared, the word 'Dui' on the head of the ancient spiritual ape disappeared, and then the word 'Qian' on the Sunset Mountain Range, which was separated from the shackles of time and space by You Mu using the sky talisman formation, also disappeared.
When the words of the Bagua formation disappeared, the place where the power of the words emerged began to sink like quicksand. Eight passages with a diameter of fifty meters revealed their true appearance, and a breath rushed out of the passages, penetrating the world!
Countless powerful men in the Jiuxuan Heaven Realm opened their eyes that had been closed for a long time. There was deep worry in their eyes. Countless ferocious beasts in the underworld awakened. They were roaring ferociously. They were eager to break out of the shackles of the underworld and fly into the human world. Nine
The Xuantian Realm is killing everyone!
"Why is this breath so old?" Xing Wuji looked at the passage that emerged from the ground after the word 'Kun' disappeared. The breath coming out of the passage made him feel ancient and vicissitudes, as if this passage had not just been sealed for thousands of years.
, but has been sealed for tens of thousands of years.
"Is this... is this the aura of the eternal treasure house being opened?" At the foot of Mount Emei, all the casual cultivators who had just knelt down to worship the nameless shadow of the Emperor of Heaven, asked in a low voice. The old Taoist Wu Yazi took a look and it was already calm.
Qian Qiong said with a trembling voice, "Don't act rashly. All our actions must be closely followed by the Demon Sect!"
Ji Wuming is such a person. There are all kinds of strange legends about Ji Wuming in the human world. However, in the human world now, where cultivating to the stage of becoming a god will lead to the punishment of nine days of thunder, no one believes that Ji Wuming, who has a cultivation level that defies the heavens, really exists.
Because the cultivation level exceeds the stage of becoming a god, it is necessary to survive the heavenly tribulation and ascend to the Jiuxuan Heaven Realm. Ji Wuming’s cultivation level is so defiant that even if he is the Emperor of Heaven, he should be from the Jiuxuan Heaven Realm. Therefore, people mostly hold the belief that Ji Wuming’s legend is true.
From the perspective of entertainment and self-encouragement
After seeing Ji Wuming's phantom with their own eyes today, countless questions arose in the minds of many cultivators. The human world that existed thousands of years ago suddenly became mysterious and unpredictable.
"The Ten Thousand Years Treasure House has been opened. What are you waiting for? Hurry down!" In the Dead Sea, the demon prince approached the passage where the ground subsided after the word 'Kan' disappeared. He pointed at King Guo Ming and others impatiently.
He urged, "Can we send someone down first to find out what's going on inside?"
, are entering in large numbers?" King Guo Ming asked humbly, "What nonsense, I told you to get down, even if it is a fire pit, you have to jump off!" The demon prince looked at King Guo Ming impatiently and said coldly.
He said, "Hurry up, anyone who has not gone down beyond the time limit in my mind will be killed without mercy!"
"Go down! Release the dead bodies and let them explore the way ahead." When King Guo Ming heard the words of the demon prince, he could only grit his teeth and order the elite disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect to go down.
In front of other passages, Xuanxin Sect and Nitian Sect have sent people to enter the Wanzai Treasure House to check the specific situation inside.
The demon spirit entered the Ten Thousand Years Treasure House like a ghost on Tianling Peak alone. After the demon spirit entered the Ten Thousand Years Treasure House like a gusting wind, three people crawled out of a tunnel in Tianling Peak.
They are white-bearded Taoist priests, Han Li, and Wen Wuwei.
The white-bearded Taoist priest brought Wentian's body back and buried it in the tomb of the previous Tianmomen sect masters. After Han Li wanted to go to Wen Wuwei from Xing Wuji, she went directly to Tianling Peak to look for the white-bearded Taoist priest.
Wen Wuwei's spiritual power was sealed by three late-stage Jindan cultivators using different methods. The white-bearded Taoist priest did not dare to take the risk of lifting the spiritual power seal on Wen Wuwei's body alone, so now Wen Wuwei is no different from an ordinary person.
On the contrary, after being stimulated by Xing Wuji, Han Li broke into the golden elixir stage on the second day after arriving at Tianling Peak.
"Senior Whitebeard, are we going to follow the demon spirit into the Ten Thousand Years Treasure House now?" Han Li's tone was still strong, and her eyes were still cold.
"Wait a moment, the demon spirit's cultivation has reached the late stage of Nascent Soul, and it is almost invincible in the human world. We need to stay away from her to avoid being detected by her divine consciousness." The white-bearded Taoist said cautiously. Han Li understood.
He nodded and asked Wuwei with a melancholy expression, "Senior Whitebeard, can you find the elixir in this ten thousand year treasure house that can restore my spiritual power?"
"Don't worry, young master, you will definitely find it!" The white-bearded Taoist priest was sure that after the melancholy on Wuwei's face diminished, he gritted his teeth and said with hatred, "When my spiritual power recovers, I will work hard day and night to strive to enter the world as soon as possible.
In the Nascent Soul Realm, I must beat Xing Wuji to pieces and avenge his father!"
Hearing Wen Wuwei's words, the white-bearded Taoist priest nodded in agreement with indignation, but Han Li lowered her head with dim eyes.