Celestial Employee Chapter 37: Farewell to life and death
"My lord, there are actually as many as one hundred and eight divine pots?" What interjected this time was Feng Jian Cang Yuan, who was equally fascinated. The implication is of course that there are a hundred and eight of these things, and there are things that can be regarded as shocking the ancients and the modern?
"Although there are only one hundred and eight sacred pots, each of them can only be used once." Yan Beiming didn't care, "After using the sacred pots, it is no different from scrap copper and iron. ."
"Then what is the use of the Conferred God Cauldron? It can change the whole battle?" Before Zhao Lingjun asked, Feng Jian Cangyuan could not help it.
"The Fengshen Cauldron is a treasure that can directly allow the cultivator to cultivate the top three transformations, and the flesh becomes immortal."
"What!" Standing aside, Yiwen Qianxia, who didn't know what the physical body became a fairy, didn't feel much about it, but Feng Jian Cangyuan and Zhao Lingjun were stunned. "Jiang Shang actually made a hundred and eight such Conferred God Cauldrons?" Feng Jian Cang Yuan repeated the sentence just now, except that Feng Jian Cang Yuan's expression was completely different from the previous one. Up.
"After Jiang Shang refined one hundred and eight Conferred God Cauldrons, Hong Jun and others set up a Conferred God Platform in Xiqi Mountain, and distributed these Conferred God Cauldrons to selected disciples." This time Yanbei Ming ignored Feng Jian Cang Yuan and continued on. "More than a hundred disciples of Fu Lizong got the sacred pottery, they directly repaired the top three flowers, and the nets became immortals."
"Fu Lizong added more than a hundred golden immortal-level masters in an instant, and the strength of both sides suddenly reversed." Yan Beiming desperately pumped air-conditioned Zhao Lingjun and Fengjian Cangyuan. He continued, "Lishan tried his best, but he still couldn't resist, and there were countless casualties. In desperation, the people of Lishan who had broken into the boat, under the leadership of Lingbao Tianzun, deployed the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation and Zhuxian Formation, and launched a decisive battle with Fu Lizong. That battle can be said to be tragic and abnormal. Although Fu Lizong won a big victory in the end, breaking the Wanxian formation and Zhuxian formation, but also paid a heavy price. After Lishan was destroyed, Fu Lizong left behind. Only a dozen people."
"So many Daluo Jinxian, only a dozen people are left?" Feng Jian Cang Yuan couldn't help but exclaimed. This battle really exceeded Feng Jian Cang Yuan's imagination.
"Even if the remaining dozens of people, most of them suffered heavy losses. Only a few people survived." At this point, Yan Beiming seemed to think of his senior brother Meng Bugui. I couldn't help but smile slightly, "Taoist Hongjun and others have calculated everything and levelled Lishan, but they never thought that the disciples they received later left Fuli one after another and started their own schools."
After laughing, Yan Beiming turned his head to look at Zhao Lingjun, "Do you know what kind of treasure this Fengshending is like?"
"The Jiang Ziya in the Romance of the Conferred Gods, the Conferred God of Xiqi Mountain, was not held after the end of the war. Aren't all the immortals who died in the war? How..." Yan Beiming's eyes made Zhao Lingjun Frightened, asked quickly.
"I told you that the Fengshen Kingdom may have been made by the disciples of Fu Lizong to conceal people and fool ordinary people. The so-called Fengshen actually refers to Fu Lizong's use of the Fengshen in Xiqi Mountain. Ding, let more than 100 disciples become immortals in one fell swoop."
"According to your statement, this Conferred God Cauldron can only be used once. Those Conferred God Cauldrons should have been used and invalidated a long time ago. Why would there be one left?" Zhao Lingjun was afraid that Yan Beiming would have to use it after he finished speaking Do it, so as soon as Yan Beiming's voice fell, Zhao Lingjun asked immediately.
"Although Jiang Shang refined one hundred and eight Conferred God Cauldrons, only one hundred and seven were used at the time. This Conferred God Cauldron was later collected by Jiang Shang, but later Jiang Shang The old wounds in the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation recurred. Before I had time to tell my descendants what the tripod was used for, I left my hands and returned to the west. Therefore, even the descendants of Jiang Shang and the emperors of the Qi Kingdom did not know about this tripod. What is it for."
"Even they don't know, then how do you know that this tripod is a Fengshen tripod?"
Yan Beiming looked at Zhao Lingjun with an idiot's eyes, "Don't you know that the first ancestor of the Three Treasure Sect was one of the survivors of the Shang and Zhou gods and demons battle?" "What?" Zhao Lingjun He gasped.
"You don't even know this? It seems that Ye Wudao, who was seriously injured back then, didn't have time to tell you so many things, no wonder you didn't even recognize the Feng Shending." Yan Beiming looked at it. Zhao Lingjun smiled triumphantly.
"Why was he seriously injured?" Zhao Lingjun already understood that Ye Wudao mentioned in Yan Beiming's mouth was the master he had never met, the second generation of Sovereign of the Three Treasures.
"Do you think I can't see that you are deliberately delaying time and waiting for your strength to recover?" Zhao Lingjun asked that question, not because he wanted to delay time, but Zhao Lingjun really wanted to know what happened that year what's up. But as soon as Zhao Lingjun's words fell, Yan Beiming already looked at Zhao Lingjun with a smile.
Hearing Yan Beiming's words, Zhao Lingjun felt cold.
"You must be wondering, why I have already seen your intentions and didn't kill you immediately, right?" Yan Beiming looked at Zhao Ling Jundao.
"Why?" "Because I know how to look at the air in the profound door, you can easily see how much your power has been gathered now." Yan Beiming looked at Zhao Lingjun with a look of admiration in his eyes. "I wanted to say a few words to you, because you are actually a descendant of Ye Wudao's line. He brought me this Fengshen Cauldron and Dahua Tianheilian. But the speed at which your Dao power condenses seems to be It's not slow, so I have to stop doing it now."
"I'm **** your lungs!" After hearing Yan Beiming's words, Zhao Lingjun yelled, and a purple mansion divine thunder slammed towards Yan Beiming.
Yan Beiming is more sinister and cunning than Zhao Lingjun imagined. Zhao Lingjun can only fight to death.
After accumulating the power for so long, Zhao Lingjun was barely able to cast spells like the Purple Mansion Divine Thunder. Zhao Lingjun only hoped that he could wound Yan Beiming in an uneasy way, and then escaped.
"Children’s stuff only."
But Yan Beiming just waved his hand, and a cloud of silver light appeared in front of him. After the falling Purple Mansion God thunder hit the silver light, there was no sound and disappeared without a trace.
"Go to hell."
After blocking Zhao Lingjun's Purple Mansion Lightning, Yan Beiming pinched the magic formula, and a silver light flashed across it like a meteor and shot Zhao Lingjun directly.
"Qinglong Taiyi, anxious like a law."
Just as Zhao Lingjun closed his eyes and waited for his death, there was a sweet drink in the sky, and a blue cloud fell from the sky, blocking Zhao Lingjun's front, and it was Qinglan who came. As soon as Qing Lan appeared, countless Qinglong Taiyi Shenmu entwined with blue aura stood in front of Qing Lan and Zhao Lingjun.
Qinglong Taiyi Shenmu is one of the strongest spells of Qinglan. Even the real fire of Suzaku can withstand the three flavors of fire, but the silver light of Yan Beiming is like passing through the void. Qinglong Taiyi Shenmu.
"Qing Lan!" Zhao Lingjun only had time to shout, and the silver light from Yan Beiming had already hit Qing Lan who was blocking Zhao Lingjun.
"You SB, I will kill you!"
After a wave of mana fluctuations, Zhuque and Wu Xiaoye also appeared next to Zhao Lingjun. As soon as Suzaku appeared, he saw Qing Lan being hit by Yan Beiming's silver light, and fell softly into Zhao Lingjun's arms. In anxious anger, Suzaku suddenly lost his reason, yelling, and rushing towards Yan Beiming like crazy.
"Illness!"
In the beginning, Yan Beiming was in a hurry under Suzaku's wanton attack, and Fengjian Cangyuan and Suzaku, and Yan Beiming's cultivation bases were too far apart to get involved. But only after a while, Suzaku was already under the wind. Under Yan Beiming's Qiqiao, there is only one to dodge.
Seeing that the situation is not good, Wu Xiaoye also picked up the magic trick and joined the battle group.
"Mr Zhao Ling, go quickly." Wu Xiaoye said to Zhao Lingjun anxiously while casting a spell. Because Wu Xiaoye saw that Yan Beiming's spells were too powerful, and he could not match Suzaku.
"Qinglan..." But Zhao Lingjun stood still with Qinglan in his arms, his eyes blurred.
That little silver light kept expanding in Qing Lan's chest, but in an instant, Qing Lan's life passed quickly, and in a moment, Qing Lan was at the end of her life.
"Leaded by the dragons~IndoMTL.com~Xiao Ye’s Gua really seems to be very effective. I didn’t expect that I would really die here." Seeing Zhao Lingjun’s distressed look, Qing Lan smiled at Zhao Lingjun. Laughing, "That guy's spell is amazing, it's not something I can resist."
"Since you all know, why did you come in? Why did you stand in front of me?" The battle between Yan Beiming and Zhuque and Wu Xiaoye was fierce, but Zhao Lingjun only felt that the outside world no longer existed. Down with myself and Qing Lan.
"Why did you stand in front of you?" Qing Lan looked at Zhao Lingjun and smiled slightly, "Why were you so anxious when you saw me being arrested by the Maoshan Sect?"
"I..." Zhao Lingjun felt his tears falling drop by drop, but he couldn't say a word.
Silver light slowly spread all over Qing Lan's body, Zhao Lingjun only felt that Qing Lan's body was getting colder and colder, and his breath became weaker and weaker. But Qing Lan looked at Zhao Lingjun's tears, but smiled laboriously, and said softly, "Actually, I have a question and I always want to ask you."
"What?" Zhao Lingjun's tears filled his eyes.
"If we were really like in the illusion, would you want me to be Qianxun's appearance or Wu Xiaoye's appearance?" A blush appeared on Qing Lan's pale face.