The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 289 Taiqing Palace Master, Dark Palace Master

"When you came back from the Great Yan Dynasty, you lost your body. No matter how much the teacher pressed you, you refused to tell the boy who ruined your body. You are very stubborn."

"Lin Dong was born in the Great Yan Dynasty. You are so nervous about Lin Dong today, and you will call for your teacher from the palace, and you say that person was not Lin Dong back then? He destroyed the Taiqing Jue that you have practiced for decades. Yu once, really hateful!"

The graceful and graceful woman in white clothes stretched out her slender fingers and nodded vigorously.

In Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, there is the Taishang Induction Jue handed down by the ancestors. It is a supreme secret method that can sense the power of the Supreme. There is no other way to cultivate it except for the method of implanting or dual cultivation when the practitioner is born.

The Taiqing Jue is a necessary thing to practice the Taishang Sensing Jue. This method requires practicing the method of the mirror, with a pure body and mind, and a virgin body.Once the Yuan Yin is lost, this method will be self-defeating.

Five years ago, Ling Qingzhu was captured by Lin Dong, and the Taiqing Jue that he had practiced hard for more than [-] years disappeared, completely cutting off the hope of cultivating the Taishang Sensing Jue and further practicing the Taishang Power.

That's why the master of the Taiqing Palace was so furious. You must know that Ling Qingzhu is known as the most promising disciple of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace for thousands of years to cultivate the Taishang Sensing Art. Press to find out the whereabouts of that person.

I don't want Ling Qingzhu to get a blessing in disguise after being destroyed by the Taiqing Jue, and get a glimpse of the true meaning of the Taishang Sensing Jue. Although he failed to sense the power of the Taishang, the completion of the Taishang Sensing Jue is just around the corner.

Ling Qingzhu responded silently, which made Palace Master Taiqing even more angry.

"Qingzhu, it's already this time, do you still want to protect him?"

The Palace Master of Taiqing hated that iron could not be made into steel, and immediately changed the topic:

"The battle between the three giants of Yuanmen and Ying Xuanzi is about to break out, and Lin Dong will be in a very dangerous situation at that time. As long as you tell the truth to me, no matter whether that person is Lin Dong or not, I will protect him." How about him?"

"Lin Dong may be in danger at any time up there, don't hesitate any longer, Qing Zhu, tell me now, is that person really Lin Dong?"

The Lord of the Taiqing Palace deserves to be the super giant in charge of the First Palace, and he forced Ling Qingzhu to a dead end with just a few words.

The elegant and beautiful figure with a cool temperament like a banished fairy moved her eyes lightly, concentrating on the thin figure in mid-air, a trace of imperceptible anxiety flashed in her clear eyes, her head drooped slightly, and said lightly: "Yes."

"Okay, the brat who broke your body back then is indeed Daozong Lin Dong. After today's incident is over, I must go to the Daozong to ask Ying Xuanzi for advice, and ask him how he disciplined his disciples. .”

A look of joy quickly flashed across the beautiful eyes of the Palace Master Taiqing, and then he pretended to sneer and said.

"Lin Dong, I can only help you so far..."

Ling Qingzhu, who was familiar with the teacher's personality, breathed a sigh of relief. It was because the Palace Master Taiqing agreed to help, but his mouth was stiff.

In the other corner of the strange magic city, Daozong's temporary residence.

Daozong's three hundred personal biography was guarded by dozens of strong deacons in the center, while Qingtan and Chen Puppet were a little farther away, on another independent building.

"Teacher, can you help brother?"

Looking at the tense confrontation above the sky, Qing Tan Yin Ya bit her red lips.

"..."

There was no response from the surroundings, only Chen Puppet was secretly smiling.

"Stinky old man, if you dare not help me, brother Lin Dong, then I won't talk to you anymore!!"

Seeing this, Qingtan was furious, her plump breasts heaving violently.

"Hey, apprentice, my good apprentice, this is not acceptable. I have been searching for hundreds of years to find a qualified successor like you. You can't ignore me as a teacher."

Embarrassed laughter fell, and an old man in a black robe wearing a black crown abruptly walked out of the void behind Qingtan, and a large space was distorted. It was obvious that he was a mysterious strongman with extraordinary strength.

It's just that at some point, the Taoist group of strong men who were only tens of feet away from Qingtan and the others never noticed that there was an extra person beside them.

Only, Ying Huanhuan glanced in this direction as if aware of it, the ice in her eyes spread, but she quickly moved her gaze away, even the mysterious strong man who just appeared did not notice her small movements.

"Chen Puppet has seen Master!"

Chen Puppet, wearing a grimace mask, hastily bowed to the person who came.

"The war between Yuanmen and Daozong is still a civil war between the super sects of Dongxuan Region. It is really unreasonable for me, a strong man in the wheel-turning realm of Beixuan Region, to get involved in this matter. All forces are targeted together."

The mysterious strong man waved his hands, and continued to coax Qingtan who turned away.

"I don't want to listen to your explanation, just say whether you will help brother Lin Dong later?"

Qingtan turned around abruptly, looking at the old man in black angrily.

"Help, help, can't I help?! Isn't it the three major teachers of Yuanmen? The master of this hall beats them three!!"

The old man in black robe with a black crown on his head immediately patted his chest and promised.

The Lord of the Temple of Darkness is really not bragging.

Boxuan himself is a top runner-level powerhouse who has touched the realm of reincarnation, and holds the Dark Ancestral Talisman, one of the eight great Ancestral Talismans. Terribly powerful.

The combat power of the strong man in charge of the eight great ancestral talismans cannot be judged by common sense, and the upper limit is astonishingly high.

The Thunder Emperor of the Thunder Mansion in Chaos Demon Sea Sky Thunder Sea Area is in charge of the Thunder Ancestral Talisman. He is attacking the top runner realm of the reincarnation realm. He uses the power of the runner realm to kill three general-level strange demons and suppress a strange demon that has survived the reincarnation. True king.

The last patriarch of the Great Desolation Sect, the old man with black pupils, was in charge of devouring the ancestor talisman, and suppressed the Nine Kings Palace of the Demon Prison with the body of the top turning wheel. Demon Emperor Armor.

Mo Luo, the master of the Yanshen Temple, is in charge of the flame ancestral talisman. As a wheel-turning body, he joins forces with Qingzhi and Qingzhi to kill the king of the underworld and return him to the state of the devil.

These top samsara-level powerhouses in charge of the ancestor talisman, after the terrifying increase in combat power of the ancestral talisman, all of them can reach the samsara state and forcibly overwhelm the king-level strange demon.

As the master of the Temple of Darkness, Bo Xuan is not only in charge of the Dark Ancestral Talisman, but also the Dark Scythe, the natal spiritual treasure of the Lord of Darkness. His combat power is not inferior to any ordinary reincarnation realm powerhouse.

If it is against the three giants of the Shangyuanmen, the three top runner-level powerhouses, it is really two to say whether they win or lose, anyway, I don't hesitate.

Of course, the three giants of the Yuan Sect may also have terrible opponents, but the price is something they are unwilling to bear.

"Hmph, that's about the same~"

The girl in Tsing Yi sniffed her nose arrogantly, then stepped forward to straighten the clothes on the chest of the old man in black with a smile.

"Sin, my disciple is too real..."

Your Excellency, the Lord of the Hall of Darkness, sighed darkly with a face full of liver pain.

ps: Some readers have always left messages saying, why do I always have three shifts, it doesn’t count what I say, and one shift is missing every day.

I wondered if there was something wrong with my brain. In fact, I only sent three updates a day? ? ?

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