Rebirth Dominator

Dongzhou, the boundary between mountains and seas, and Lingxiu Palace in Taishou Mountain.

Taishou Mountain is not as prosperous and prosperous as Lingshu Mountain, but more like a place of spiritual cultivation, sparsely populated. Occasionally, I saw one or two handsome Taoists meditating on the cliffs of the mountain stream.

Some young disciples in the Taoist palace are using spells to clean up the pavilions of the Taoist palace. On the mountain steps, some teenagers are using spells to guide water up. Contact, it really looks like a paradise.

But on this day, the bell of Lingxiu Palace rang suddenly, and it rang nine times in succession, which represented the decree of the teaching.

In an instant, one after another sword light was seen coming from Taishou Mountain, traveling thousands of miles to the outside of Taishou Mountain, and the entire Taishou Mountain disciples rushed to Lingxiu Palace.

Zhang Shan, the head teacher of Mount Taishou, stood in front of the Lingxiu Palace and led all the disciples in the entire Taishou Mountain to wait, as if welcoming something.

Not long after, I saw a huge white body piercing through the wind and clouds above the sky. The vast aura and huge hull seemed to be able to directly crush the mountains into powder.

Nearly a hundred monks turned into light and went up towards the sky, and saw a dozen monks flying down from the huge treasure ship, carrying a sacred wooden coffin that radiated soaring spiritual light and overflowing with nameless flames.

There are so many people guarding a coffin and going down, it's like welcoming a fairy frame.

All the Taishou Mountain disciples below knelt down at the same time, from the Taoist palace on the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, all the people gathered and shouted in unison.

All the true disciples of the four and five generations in the Taoist Palace waited anxiously in Taoist robes, and entered the Lingxiu Palace together facing the sacred wooden coffin.

It's done! It's really done! An old Taoist priest exuded a clear radiance, and a wooden sword on his waist exuded a sharp sword aura, dancing excitedly.

Heaven and earth take care of my Taishou Mountain!

This time, I, Taishou Mountain, will definitely be able to rise again and stand on the top of Dongzhou again!

Several true disciples of Mount Taishou, everyone looked at the sacred wooden coffin with burning eyes. Although many of them had never even seen the face of their ancestor Qingyang Sanren, they all knew that in the past, Mount Taishou was the most important place in the world. The first big pie.

Today's Taishou Mountain can still stand in the top Dao line of Dongzhou, but also because of the power and connections of Qingyang Sanren in the past, even if the sun is declining, few people dare to attack Taishou Mountain.

Third brother! Zhang's disciples, who personally returned from the Gate of Gods and Demons with the coffin of Qingyang Loose Cultivator, exclaimed immediately after seeing Taishou Mountain's head teacher Zhang Shan.

However, after Zhang Shan stared coldly, he immediately changed his tune and said, Master... Master!

Zhang Shan, the head teacher of Taishou Mountain, questioned: How is this time? Why did you come back so late?

It immediately whispered in spiritual words, telling everything that happened in this world, including Zhang Ping's attempt to lure the wraith Stamp to seize his fourth-order origin, to Zhang Ping's death, the fourth-order war on the Pacific Ocean, In Fengdu Taoists beheaded two people and suppressed one person.

Until the last two Masters of Artifacts came to the Antarctic, and the Fengdu Taoist and the alchemist fought in Baigang City, the incidents and battles that broke out were beyond Zhang Shan's imagination.

Unexpectedly, the original plan was like a small flame poured on flames, which instantly expanded to an unimaginable level, and the two artifacts were deployed. The result of this fight was really unpredictable.

Zhang Shan's face paled and turned blue when he heard it, and finally let out a long breath.

Fortunately, you, Master Uncle Fengdu, took action this time. If not, this time the world will be turned upside down!

Master Fengdu has refined the fourth-order source of the Nine Nether Real Fire and Wraith Spirits into the remains of the patriarch, and sacrificed this sacred wood coffin into a ghost fairy coffin. It is said that it took 360 days Afterwards, you can open the coffin, and the body of ghosts and immortals will fly out, looking for the reincarnation of the patriarch.

Master Uncle Fengdu said that there is a restriction that he personally placed on it, and only you can lift it yourself. With this talisman attached to it, you can find the real reincarnation of the Patriarch.

Zhang Shan glanced at the sacred wood coffin placed in the main hall of Lingxiu Palace. This is a sacred wood coffin made of an ancient sacred wood obtained from the ruins, which is enough to be the main material of a fourth-order magic weapon.

At this moment, densely packed authentic talismans are engraved on it, and the transparent Nine Nether Real Fire keeps dancing, jumping several feet high, and the illusory shadows shake and twist in the entire hall, everyone can feel the flames and the powerful power inside the coffin .

That is the power of ghosts and immortals. Although the body of ghosts and immortals has not yet been completed, it has surpassed the mortal world and countless ordinary monks. Without the essence of the fourth level, it is impossible to even cultivate the Nine Nether Real Fire, let alone Turn into the body of ghosts and immortals.

Not to mention resisting the flames with a third-tier cultivation base, I am afraid that as long as they come close to contact, they will be ignited by the flames, and their souls will be reduced to ashes together.

Zhang Shan, the head teacher of Taishou Mountain, was approaching quickly at this moment, and the closer he got, the more excited he felt.

Because what was inside the coffin was the remnant of his master Qingyang Sanren, a great power who had first opened in the mountain and sea world and walked on this land in the barbaric era.

It's just that this ghost body is just an empty shell, and the true spirit of Qingyang Sanren has long been involved in reincarnation in the past, and now it may be reincarnated early, and I don't know where it is.

At this moment in the main hall, many Taishou Mountain disciples who were noisy and excited before became quiet in an instant. Everyone was watching Zhang Shan, the head teacher, as if they knew that the critical moment had come.

As Zhang Shan approached, he saw that the restriction on the Nine Nether Real Fire seemed to feel something, and slowly separated, revealing a talisman attached to the sacred wooden coffin.

The divine talisman is drawn with a stroke of dragons and snakes, and it is outlined from top to bottom. It carries the truth of the great way of heaven and earth. Ordinary monks feel traumatized and unable to bear it at a glance.

Under great pressure, Zhang Shan stepped forward and took off the talisman attached to it.

In an instant, the body of ghosts and immortals sealed in the divine wood coffin exploded with a vast power.

A mighty and continuous Nine Nether Real Fire River rushed out of the coffin, and the shadow of a Taoist man wearing endless divine light and flames instantly crossed some kind of illusory barrier and boundary, and disappeared into the distance without a trace.

Zhang Shan closed his eyes, calculated with his fingers using Dayan Divine Art, and finally opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes showed joy: The reincarnated body of the Patriarch is still in Dongzhou, and the direction should be in the south.

Holding the talisman in his hand, he looked at all the disciples in the hall, and finally called out one person himself: Tu Yuan! You go down the mountain yourself, no matter what, you must take back the reincarnation of the patriarch!

A middle-aged Taoist with a black beard came out, holding a heavy iron folding fan in his hand. If he was not wearing a Taoist robe, he would not look like a monk, but a disciple of a school: Yes! teach!

Two years later, this Taoist named Tu Yuan traveled all over Dongzhou, and finally found a child sitting on a rock on the coast and looking into the distance in a small fishing village in the south.

He is not good at speech, and everyone in the village thinks he is a mute. He likes to sit by the sea and watch the ebb and flow of the tide all day long, and make some unclear expressions from time to time.

But the moment he saw the primitive, the childish child opened his mouth instantly.

Who are you? You are different from them! The childish eyes did not look like a child, but like a Taoist who has seen through the essence of the world, or a high god.

I am Tu Yuan, the fifth generation disciple of Mount Taishou, and I am a cultivator!

And you are the Patriarch of Taishou Mountain—Qingyang Sanren!