Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

When the strong man was educating Wu Hao, Ju Mang secretly accumulated his strength. Seeing that the strong man had no time to care about himself at this moment, he bombarded the barrier with all his strength, preparing to escape from here first.

The dark green light thorn bombarded a certain place in the sea of ​​consciousness with all its strength, but it was unable to penetrate the barrier of Wu Hao's sea of ​​consciousness. The gas rippled like water waves, and all the energy was sucked in by the sea of ​​consciousness.

One attack was ineffective. He moved around and attacked in many places, but failed to find the weak point of the barrier.The aura of the Sea of ​​Consciousness made a "wave" sound when it was hit, creating a large air wave.

Seeing that his effort to break through the sea of ​​consciousness was ineffective, he changed his target and punched the strong man in white and Wu Hao with all his strength. The dark green light dyed the sea of ​​consciousness green.

The strong man in white was angry at Wu Hao's death-seeking behavior, and Ju Mang's actions distracted him. He was so angry that he rolled up Ju Mang's long sleeves, and put all the impact of the heavy punch into his sleeves. After wrapping it up, he heavily With a flick, the sleeve wrapped with the energy of Ju Mang's heavy blow was thrown back at Ju Mang.

Jumang, who didn't know how long he had swung his long sleeves, and was still waiting for the explosion of his heavy punch, saw a white shadow like a white horse passing through the gap, and it arrived in front of him in an instant. He quickly raised his hands, and transformed a dark green barrier in front of him. Energy's momentum swarmed out, and a miniature version of Jumang broke away from the barrier and crashed into the sleeves of the strong man in white.

"xxxx, how dare you bully me like this."

"Hmph, if I can suppress you once, I can suppress you tens of thousands of times. Do you think that after being suppressed for ten thousand years, you can still be my clan's opponent?"

The strong man in white shouted, put the two fingers of his right hand together, and swung it towards Jumang from his chin. The sea of ​​consciousness boiled, and the sword energy soared to the sky. Once the sword came out, ten thousand swords followed, turning the sea of ​​consciousness into a sea of ​​swords.

"Wow wow wow..." After Jumang hit the flying sleeve robe, he stepped on the faucet, raised his head and roared, gritting his teeth and saying word by word: "I don't believe it!"

Qulong rushed towards Wanjian, pulled back with his right arm and body, and used the power of his body to pass to his right hand. He punched out again, and the punch produced thunder and lightning, and the demonic power broke through Wanjian.

A punch hit the core of Wanjian, and the swords flew into the air. Jumang was hit by the sword force, and his body couldn't help but take two steps back.

He raised his eyebrows, one in front of the other and one in back. He made a gesture of drawing an arrow, punched to protect his head, pulled back with a punch, and then punched out after a full bow.

Wan Jian was knocked to pieces by Ju Mang's two punches and was no longer a threat to him.

The dragons they rode under their feet felt Ju Mang's fighting spirit, and they all looked up to the sky and roared. The sound waves knocked back Wu Hao's sea of ​​consciousness aura. Where Ju Mang was, the sea of ​​consciousness aura could not get close.

The strong man in white saw that Gou Mang didn't know good and bad, so he still stepped forward to attack. He was also angry and cursed in his heart: Look at my body shape, you will know what I am playing. Fight with me for physical fitness and primitive violence. What do you think? too much.

He quickly clasped his left and right hands with one fist and one palm. He had been protecting the road for thousands of years. His life was not fun at all, and yet there was someone competing with his strongest technique. His fighting spirit aroused.

He clenched his hands into fists and raised them from both sides of his body, parallel to his shoulders. A white soul ring rose from behind him, and his arm muscles bulged high, like tree roots.

He just walked away with this thought, and with every step he took, the sea of ​​consciousness swayed, as if he was carrying a heavy cauldron on his shoulders, suppressing the mountains and rivers.

Jumang didn't give the strong man a chance to accumulate energy, so Long Yan crashed into the strong man with two tricks.

Like a strong man carrying a cauldron, he smashed his hands down, his body ejected towards the dragon flames, his elbow struck from right to left, and the dragon flames exploded.Passing through the dragon flames, his right hand turned into an elbow and punched Jumang directly.

One punch blasted Gou Mang's protective energy, and another punch blasted Gou Mang's transformed mark clone.

Standing high in the sea of ​​consciousness, like a stream of light, flying from high altitude to another place, punching out with thunderous movement, blasting the space there with one punch, then turning to another place and punching again.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the strong man changing positions at high speed was like a shadow clone. For a moment, his figure was everywhere in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

The clone of Jumang's mark became smaller and smaller, and finally he couldn't condense the clone. He felt frustrated and wanted to yell, but found that he didn't even have a chance to yell.

The Jumang demon bone was sucked into the sea of ​​consciousness by the strong man in white, and the unformable Jumang mark was stuffed into it. The void became a talisman, and the Jumang demon finger was sealed again, and then thrown away.

The battle between the two people actually didn't last long. The battle was over before Mu Hu had absorbed the first source of power from the explosion of Jumang's mark.

Wu Hao was in a state of despair and did not regain consciousness for a long time.

The strong man in white returned to Wu Hao, hating that iron could not become steel, and feeling a little distressed.

"Wentian has a secret method, seven oil lamps to protect immortality. You are the seventh generation, and you should have one of your immortality lamps, but your destiny is blocked and you cannot light the lamp, so the true Taoist didn't tell you."

When Wu Hao's eyes were distracted and focused again, the strong man continued: "It is a fact that Zhen Dao died on the mainland, but the longevity oil lamp has a ray of his life soul, whether it is rebirth or spiritual cultivation. Maybe you will see him next time When the time comes, he will call you uncle."

Wu Hao was touched by the great god's words, and his face finally no longer looked hopeless.

Muhu absorbed Jumang's source power, which coincided with Wu Hao's current state of mind, and was full of vitality. Hope arose in Wu Hao's heart, and the Xu Dan that had been shattered by the question of the heart situation reappeared in embryonic form.

"Who keeps the lights?"

"Ancestor Wentian."

"Where is he?"

The strong man could not answer the question about the location of Patriarch Wentian, so he could only say: "Wentian is the most mysterious sect in the world. There is no fixed mountain gate, and they are all capable people who understand the secrets of heaven. Their whereabouts are even more mysterious. There are many secrets in the sect. Using the method of induction, when the time comes, we will naturally meet each other."

Wu Hao sincerely thanked the great god in white, and then asked seriously: "What does it mean that the immortal world needs me?"

The strong man's eyes dimmed and he said in a deep voice: "The time has not come yet."

Sink the figure into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Wu Hao was still stuck in the emotion of grief and had not fully come out. He waved his left hand and took the demon finger with the seal of Gou Mang in his hand. He looked at it carefully with complicated eyes.

It has been more than half a decade since Wu Hao fell into sleep. Although he was protected by the Buddha's light, his body functions were not supplied with nutrients. Just like Zhang Di now, his condition was extremely poor.

Every time Zhang Di sees Wu Hao, he will think of the true Taoist. In life, besides love, brotherhood can also make people give everything they have.

Wu Hao's eyes, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened, and the suddenly opened eyes looked huge on his cheeks that were already close to the bone.

Zhangdi didn't react for a while, and after a while he shouted happily in a hoarse voice: "Little mouse, are you okay?"

Wu Hao stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling. When he heard someone calling him, he turned his head to the source of the sound with difficulty and replied in the same hoarse voice: "Uncle, is the master gone?"

Zhang Di's expression of surprise suddenly dimmed, and he didn't know how to return to this problem.

After waiting for a long time, he asked Wu Hao, "How do you feel?"

Wu Hao pursed his lips and forced a smile: "It's okay, uncle!"

He told Zhang Di that the monster had been subdued, but did not say the reason.

Zhang Di didn't ask any questions, but just murmured a few times, not sure whether he was telling the dead Taoist the good news or cursing the monster.

"The monster has been eliminated, so we can rest assured. Please protect yourself. Uncle Master has important things to do. If you have anything, you can come to Faxuan Temple to see me at any time. Uncle Master will be cultivating here in the past few years, Amitabha! "

Zhang Di clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name. He reluctantly looked at Wu Hao a few more times, with the concern of a relative looking towards his disciples in his eyes.

Wu Hao can wake up, and Zhang Di will begin to fulfill his promise: worship the Buddha with green lanterns.

Wu Hao felt sour in his heart. Seeing his uncle like this, he wanted to cry.

Life is long, and there are always more separations than reunions. Wu Hao still has the Wu family and the mainland. On the Qingfeng continent, he still has many ties and cannot be as free and easy as Zhangdi.

"Uncle, I'm leaving."

"Amitabha."

Without the Holy Crown Abyss where the saints are protected by their robes, invasions from the Common Realm are becoming more frequent. Due to the restriction of passages, high-level monks are scarce. Even if great efforts are made to send one or two high-level monks, they will still be invaded by the gatekeepers and the mainland. The monk kills.

During the period when the young master disappeared, Li Ke and others were restless and often made mistakes on the battlefield. Even Long Yi would behave abnormally in his command.

It has been more than a month since Wu Hao disappeared. There are more and more monks in the mainland, and those who have awakened their talents are also emerging one after another. With tens of millions of soul-gathering pills, coupled with the constant influx of demons and monsters from all regions, it drives the cultivation and actual combat of the mainland monks. The trend is set.

The seal of Dayan was broken by the seventeenth and eighteenth layers of ghosts, and many cities turned into ghosts. Under the leadership of the gatekeepers, they gradually recovered one or two. However, this time the ghost domain used the power of the whole region to vigorously attack Qingfeng Continent, bringing great harm to the mainland. brought heavy casualties.

The Ghost Realm asked the mainland to hand over a person who interested their ghost king.

Just when Wu Hao disappeared, Wu Hao was already anxious because of Wu Hao's lack of news. At this moment, there was a desperate thorn in the war. The three generations of the Wu family of the Wu Dynasty directly destroyed a big city, and then gave a big gift and a big gift. Wu's high-level monks came out in full force and gradually took back the city occupied by the ghosts.

After this battle, Wu Dayong, Wu Yong, Wu Qian and others became famous in the mainland. Also famous was a little girl named Sun Nianshu who often held a small red stick.

Others were famous for their fighting prowess, and Sun Nianshu was famous for persuading demons and ghosts to do good.

"Master, they said they would never hurt others or do evil again. Can I let them go?"

Sun Nianshu tied up many demons and ghosts with an unknown long rope. Wherever he passed, the streets were deserted, which was really scary.None of the tied demons and monsters could escape, and all of them showed their true bodies, but were imprisoned into the same size by the strange rope.

Wu Hao was shocked when he saw this when he came back. After staying home for a few days, he quickly took Sun Nianshu out of the house. His mother had been frightened to death by Sun Nianshu's masterpiece. Others in the house were doing things and talking. He was also careful. Although Sun Nianshu repeatedly emphasized that the demons and ghosts tied up by his "goodness rope" were not harmful, normal people had seen such an exciting scene. In less than half a month, a large number of people in the Wu Mansion were frightened and sick.

"Study! How can you tell that they have put down their butcher's knives and abandoned evil to do good?" Wu Hao asked curiously.

Sun Nianshu jogged to the master's side, raised his head and protected his lips with one hand, and whispered: "Master, I can see the villains in other people's hearts. The green villains are good people, the red villains are bad people, and the black villains are bad people. The villain is the villain, this is my big secret, you must never tell others!"

The demons and ghosts on the rope moved up and down and trembled twice due to Sun Nianshu's trotting.

Sun Nianshu turned around to look at the masterpiece on the rope, then turned around and stressed again, "Grandma told me not to tell others. I saw that you were the second most important thing I wanted to protect, so I secretly told her your."

After speaking, he raised a finger to his lips to signal Wu Hao not to talk nonsense.

Wu Hao nodded seriously, imitated Sun Nianshu and lowered his voice and asked: "Then what color is the villain living in the master's heart?"

Sun Nianshu thought about it seriously, as if he was looking for words to describe it. After a while, he answered Wu Hao awkwardly, "Master, you don't have a villain in your heart."

Wu Hao smiled happily, lifted Xiao Nian Shu on his shoulders, and carried her forward with a string of monsters and monsters hanging on a long rope behind him.

In the Wentian Sect, the two of them walked one behind the other. We told Sun Nianshu about the inheritance and mission of the Wentian Sect. When we talked about his master dying for him, Sun Nianshu’s eyes turned red and he began to question himself. As a result, she sniffed and asked: "Master, did I do something wrong? If I don't kill them, if they become bad again in the future, will they kill me?"

Wu Hao raised his hand, rubbed her hair, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said warmly: "Everyone has their own mission, such as being like a master, like an ancestor, and Xiao Nianshu's mission is better than It is still difficult for Master and Grandmaster, but difficulty does not mean that you cannot do it. There are always some people in the world who will do thankless things. As long as the starting point is good and it is meaningful to the world, then you should persevere! "

After listening to Wu Hao's words, Sun Nianshu clenched his fist, waved it back and forth in the air a few times, and said happily: "I'm not afraid of hard work, I will definitely do a good job."

There are ascendants in the mainland. A piece of heavy news has swept across the entire Qingfeng continent. The mainland no longer needs to guard the desolate land. The passages have been reinforced by gatekeepers for generations. Even if they occasionally have high-level counterparts, they will be increasingly sophisticated by the mainland. The monks beheaded him.

The master of the Panshi Sect did not have the fetters, and he took the lead to complete the foundation building, stepped into the golden elixir, survived the golden elixir catastrophe in one fell swoop, and ascended to the upper realm.

Because of the ascendants in Qingfeng Continent, the destiny of the continent has changed greatly, and the spiritual energy has become more abundant. Many inheritances in the continent have finally been connected with the upper world and continued. Although the passage to other worlds has become a phenomenon, it cannot Devastating damage to the continent.

Lightning flashed and thundered in the East China Sea, the Buddha's light in Mingjing Temple shone thousands of miles away, Sanskrit music spread all over the world, Laojunhai and Tianmen Mountain's demonic aura soared into the sky...

A hundred schools of thought contend in Qingfeng Continent, and all kinds of laws coexist.

Da Wu’s criticism gradually became a reality. No one can say whether the dynasty can last forever, but it is true that it has cultivated talents in all aspects for the mainland. Da Wu United Academies are blooming all over the mainland, with fruitful results and enlightenment. One realm, the merits are spread throughout the generations.

Wu Dayong has ascended, Wu Yong has ascended, Wu Qian has almost ascended, Wu Lei and Wu Simo have also reached their peak level and can ascend at any time.

And Wu Hao is still practicing in Wentian Sect.

In the Wentian Sect, a young man whose appearance had not changed much suddenly had an idea. He slowly counted his fingers, and then smiled slightly, his smile full of warmth and hope.

"Today is a good time to ascend."