The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 237: Advent (1)
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Suzakuyu Tianshui Palace, the core holy place of the Sima Sacred Clan.
Named the Palace, Tianshui Palace is actually a huge urban agglomeration composed of more than a thousand sky-level cities and hundreds of thousands of large and small palaces. Stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, it contains millions of huge spiritual veins of the world, and has infinite resources.
The sky is filled with starlight, and when there are still hundreds of miles away from the ground, the starlight within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles suddenly gathers towards a certain point, turning into a bright torrent with a diameter of hundreds of feet in the sky above a palace, It roared down with a faint roar.
People in Tianshui Palace, no matter mortals or sub-sages, or even those lofty beings who have broken through the sub-sacred realm, they will never see any starlight at night, and the sky will always be pitch black. All the starlight gathered in the sky above this palace, injecting it into Sima Rushui who seemed to have been sitting on the throne in this palace and never moved.
Sima Rushui, the founding ancestor of the Sima Saint Clan, was one of the eight hundred saints who followed the Three Great Saints and slaughtered the world in Yuanlu World.
A torrent of starlight gathered in the sky just like this shone into the Tianshui Hall where he was, and finally compressed into a light that was only as thick as a water tank. Nothing leaked.
The starlight with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, the star essence sprinkled every night is so huge that it can easily explode thirty or fifty peak golden immortals and make them lose their souls. But such a huge power, to Sima Rushui, is like eating and drinking water for ordinary people. It was barely able to improve his strength a little bit.
The simple and grand hall is thousands of feet wide and hundreds of miles deep. The throne of Sima Rushui is on the high platform at the end of the palace. He sat on the throne in an even and stable manner, with his hands on his side. Ever since the Sima clan laid a foundation in the void spirit world and established the Tianshui Palace. He has been sitting here in this posture, and it seems that he has never moved the slightest.
Sima Rushui, whose face is simple and square, just like an ancient jade seal, is upright and rigid, quietly looking at Shaoyuan Jinxian who is kneeling in the hall. It broke Shaoyuan Jinxian's body, tore open his primordial spirit, and penetrated all the mysteries in his body.
"Qualification, normal."
"Cultivation, let's do it."
"Cultivation method. Not bad."
"Character, I like it!" After making an evaluation of Shaoyuan Jinxian in a few words, Sima Rushui laughed 'chichi': "Anyone who is willing to join our holy clan and be a cow for our holy clan Immortals who are horses will be favored by us."
Shaoyuan Jinxian was lying on the ground, sweating profusely and trembling. There was a constant 'click' sound of joints colliding. Sima Rushui did not release any coercion to persecute him, making him feel like a mountain was pressing down on him. Those who couldn't lift their heads were dozens of 'sages' of the Sima clan standing on both sides of the palace, wearing simple and simple robes, with a majestic aura around them.
In the saint race, the so-called saint is the omnipotent existence who breaks through the peak of the first-rank sub-sage, transcends the ordinary and becomes the saint.
In the realm of the Holy Spirit. These so-called saints are equivalent to the ancestors of various families. They have broken through the bottleneck of the peak golden immortals.
Such a tyrannical existence. No matter in the void spirit world or the holy spirit world, they are the real superiors. A peak Jinxian like Shaoyuan Jinxian can only be regarded as the leader of the upper middle level among the real big forces in the two worlds. Only those who break through the bottleneck of that level are the real big shots and have the power to influence the situation of one side , can be regarded as a leader-level existence.
Shaoyuan Jinxian never imagined that the rank among the saints could only be regarded as the middle and lower Sima saints. The saints who appeared in front of them alone, apart from Sima Rushui, there were as many as sixty-four people. The Miaomuzhen Danzong he belongs to is considered a well-ranked Taoist orthodox sect in the Holy Spirit Realm, but the ancestors of the level he created in the Miaomuzhen Danzong are only in their early twenties.
The apparent power of a Sima Saint Clan can be compared to the three Miaomian Zhendan sects. No wonder the Void Spirit Realm has been entangled with the Holy Spirit Realm for so many years. The power is getting stronger and stronger.
These powerful saints unscrupulously used their coercion to tease Shaoyuan Jinxian. They crushed Shaoyuan Jinxian to their heart's content, oppressed his primordial spirit, and put his body and soul on the verge of collapse at any time . Shaoyuan Jinxian was sweating like rain, and his vitality was continuously forced out of his body along with the sweat.
"Okay, stop playing."
With a single sentence from Sima Rushui, Shaoyuan Jinxian was saved from the brink of collapse. The sixty-four saints withdrew their raging coercion, and bowed to Sima Rushui with serious expressions. Sima Rushui smiled calmly, pointed at Shaoyuan Jinxian casually, a starlight flew out from the fingertips, and quietly sank into Shaoyuan Jinxian's eyebrows.
Shaoyuan Jinxian only felt a burst of heat all over his body, and the fairy power in his body suddenly changed drastically. His fairy power seemed to be faintly integrated with the Dao of Heaven and Earth. He seemed to have realized some indescribable magic of the Dao. Reason, he vaguely saw a door that was once unattainable is in front of him, he may step into this door at any time.
No, as the power of this starlight continued to spread, the immortal power in Shaoyuan Jinxian's body surged like a tide, pushing him to break through that door.
"The way of a sage is the same as the way of your Daoist in the Holy Spirit Realm. Once you break through the bottleneck in front of you, you will officially step into the realm of immeasurable dharma, and you will be a member of my generation from then on. The so-called 'immeasurable dharma' is the real You are a mere Golden Immortal, and if your immortal power is exhausted, it will take you at least several months to meditate and breathe out to replenish your immortal power. Therefore, in the Void Spirit Realm, you Golden Immortals in the Holy Spirit Realm do not dare to make a move easily. "
"However, once you become a saint, the 'Infinite Law', as the name suggests, means that the power of mana is endless. With a thought, the mana power is endless. A saint in the realm of 'Infinite Law' can easily crush hundreds of people. This is the way to say that the peak golden immortal can reach the sky in one step."
Sima Rushui looked at the overjoyed Shaoyuan Jinxian with a smile. He said lightly: "The group of you in the Holy Spirit Realm are immortal, pedantic, and conservative. They are like old corpses in ancient tombs. They are disgusting. They follow the way of heaven and pay attention to chance. No matter how good the disciples are, they will not help you. You break through."
"But our saint clan is different. We have strict rules here. If you have meritorious service, you will be rewarded. If you have done it, you will be punished. It is the simplest. Any concerns such as overthrowing the seedlings will never appear in our place. As long as you set enough Thanks to your contribution, even a small Ninth Rank Sub-Sage helped you break through to the realm of Saint within a day. This is not without precedent."
Shaoyuan Jinxian knelt down on the ground, he felt the wonderful feeling that he and the heaven and earth were getting closer and closer, and that they were about to merge into one, so he couldn't wait to roar: "The slave is willing to die for the saint!"
He has been completely confused by Sima Rushui's words, isn't he? He has worked hard and conscientiously for countless years in Miaomuzhen Danzong, and the result is a peak golden immortal. All the cultivation resources are obtained through his hard work and credit. It was all accumulated by him through untold hardships. Those high-ranking old immortals. When did Sima Rushui help him like this?
It's just a ray of starlight, and he, Shaoyuan, stepped into the realm of Daoist with half a foot. How happy is this?
Compared with such benefits, what is it to sell a few immortals from the Holy Spirit Realm? Even if he sold all the old ancestors of his Miaomu Zhendan sect, those old people deserved it - who made them not be as generous as Sima Rushui to Shaoyuan Jinxian?
And he already did those things anyway. He lost the Jade Conch Immortal City and the White Tiger Immortal City. There is no turning back, so he might as well sell the flesh and bones to Sima Rushui, and become Sima Rushui's slave from beginning to end!
Sima Rushui is such an old monster. He saw through Shaoyuan Jinxian's thoughts at a glance, and he laughed happily: "Have you figured it out? Have you figured it out? Well, I like you who completely bully your master and destroy your ancestors, even the last point." A person who doesn't even need a face. This kind of immortal, our saints must reuse, and you are worthy of our reuse."
Squinting his eyes, Sima Rushui lightly flicked his fingers on the armrest of the throne, and there was a crisp sound like a jade chime hitting.
A saint in the main hall immediately knelt down on the ground and bowed to Sima Rushui: "Old Ancestor, what are your orders?"
Sima Rushui smiled lightly, and waved his hand lightly: "In a month and a half, more than a dozen acropolises have been lost. Which family owns that piece of land? The whole family is sent to the death camp, to the place where the war is most intense now, Exercise and exercise well."
After being silent for a while, Sima Rushui sighed: "Over the years, the elite forces drawn from those towns and guards have been too much. Among the elders, there are quite a few people serving in the army, some of them are semi-holy, and there are not a few other high-ranking sub-sages. If they all stayed in Panling Guard, they wouldn't be broken so easily."
After thinking about it for a while, Sima Rushui said in a deep voice: "There are three formally organized legions in front of us returning for repairs, dispatching a group of people with sufficient military merits, and transferring them to Shaoyuan Jinxian's subordinates, let them sit secretly in that area. Stay in the Weicheng and Zhencheng, and clean up those little bugs in the Holy Spirit Realm."
Sima Rushui glanced at Shaoyuan Jinxian, and said with a smile: "Shaoyuan, I value you very much, if you can uproot the fairy cities like Baihu and Cuidiao~IndoMTL.com~If you can wipe them out More than twenty fairy cities, capture all the immortals in the city, and I will help you break through completely."
Shaoyuan Jinxian swallowed a mouthful of spit with difficulty, and slapped his forehead heavily on the ground, making a loud 'dong'.
Sima Rushui smiled brilliantly. He pointed at Shaoyuan Jinxian and said with a smile: "The news from the Holy Spirit Realm is that the founder of the Miaomuzhen Pill Sect has been implicated in so many people because of this little guy's betrayal." Buddhist and Taoist disciples personally ran to a certain Taoist ancestor and knelt down to plead guilty, and they have been kneeling for several days and have not been received by the Taoist ancestor."
"Hee hee, I like it to the extent of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors. I really like this kid!"
Shaoyuan Jinxian's body trembled, his face turned pale like a ghost—why did the matter of him taking refuge in the Saint Race make such a big fuss? (My novel "Three Realms Blood Song" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign on the top right to "add friends", Search the official account "qdread" and pay attention, hurry up!) (To be continued..)
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