The Original Seeker Chapter 819: Rebirth
When the Taoist Yuanshi woke up from the darkness again, the sky was already bright.
"We finally won!"
Looking at the fireball in the sky that splashes the warm sun on the earth, even the most hard-hearted people can't help but show a sincere smile.
They struggled with the Demon Yang for hundreds of years, from being completely suppressed, to resisting courtesy, to gaining the upper hand, and finally completely destroying it in the present world.
Hundreds of fellow practitioners sacrificed in the front line of resistance to demons. The dead accounted for 60% of the true immortals in the Daochen Realm, and the surviving immortals were all wounded.
The light ones need to be in seclusion for a hundred years, and the seriously injured people may have to fall into a long sleep before they have a chance to recover.
But no matter what, they still won. Although the price was a bit heavy, Daochen Immortal Realm might have to recuperate for thousands of years to return to its pre-war appearance.
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However, the excitement brought about by victory was short-lived. They soon remembered that the moral immortality, Shengchenmen, and Wandu Sect were all hatred as deep as the sea, but they had to fight against the devil sun. Join hands.
Now that the devil sun has been eliminated, the contradictions that had been temporarily concealed are beginning to gradually surface again, and everyone can't help but look at each other.
"Two fellow daoists, I propose that for the next three hundred years, the existence of the three cross-tribulations, an armistice." Almost the whole process, Chen Daoist, who was the most injured, proposed a high-level truce. agreement.
In this battle, high-level people on all sides suffered heavy casualties, but they were middle and low-level disciples, because they didn't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder. Except for a few who were demonized and turned into monsters, most of the others survived.
"Yes."
"I agree."
Although Yuanshi Taoist and Isis are not as badly injured as Chen Taoist, their injuries will not recover for a thousand or eight hundred years. Even if they start a war and kill their opponents at this time, they will only hurt themselves. Completely ruin the way.
The moral immortal sect of the Yuanshi Taoist, the Shengchen Gate of the Chen Taoist, and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect of Isis, the mother of all insects, are all super large sects that have been passed down in the Daochen world for tens of thousands of years. There are also a lot of doors. If you are forced to fight with injuries, you will end up saying that it is not good for others to benefit from the fisherman.
"Fushengxuan Huang Tianzun is here, my Shengchen Gate."
"My moral immortal school."
"I teach all poisons."
"Swear an oath here."
"The Three Religions, the monks who crossed the calamity, truce for three hundred years."
"..."
"If there is a breach of contract, a fine will be imposed!"
The three of you, I said one-by-one, and almost filled all the loopholes imaginable.
The oath was completed, and a string of imprints in the dark fell on the true immortals of these three sects.
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"My fellow daoists, these great purple profound medicines are my thanks." The three of them took out a handful of crystal clear medicine from their sleeves, and gave them to everyone who was still alive. .
"Dare not to be, not to be."
"..."
Everyone said a lot of courtesy, but they didn't stop in the slightest, and one after another they collected the great Zixuan medicine in front of them.
This great medicine is the hard currency of the real immortal class of Daochen Realm. It can be used for daily practice, refining, and combat.
The collection of the Zixuan Spirit Machine for refining Zixuan's great medicine is quite difficult, and the discovery is entirely based on luck.
"Fushengxuan Huang Tianzun..."
"Fushengxuan Huang Tianzun..."
The hardest-wounded Chen Daoist put his hands together, spit out a dao sign under his tongue, and then left lightly.
Others responded with the same dao sign, each turning into a streamer, silently disappearing into the horizon.
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"Where is this...?" In a ruined temple, a dizzy young man covered in wounds slowly opened his eyes, followed by a sneaky man trying to "pick up a corpse". Eye to eye.
"Ghost!" The big-bearded man was startled by the "deception" boy, jumped a few steps away, and even knocked down some tables and chairs.
"Boom!"
The tile bowl with water on the table fell to the ground.
"What's the noise?!"
After a while, a few soldiers who looked like soldiers walked in swaggeringly around an old man in the middle.
"It's okay, so I turned over a table and spilled some water."
The old man saw the water spilled all over the floor, as if he had already guessed what happened.
"These untouchables are really half-dead and uneasy. You, don't you hurry up to help the table?" The leading military man pointed to one of the big men and said.
"Yes, yes, military master." The frightened man with a beard, hurried to laugh with him, and tidy up the scene.
As for the hell, I didn't dare to mention it any more.
Just now he saw a young man who was seriously injured and unconscious, with a small jade pendant hanging on his neck. He moved greed for a while and wanted to take it for himself, but he did not expect that the other party was just about to do it. When he woke up, he was shocked by the guilty conscience.
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"Aqi, this, this, and these two, let them all go for a ride." The old man glanced around the ruined temple and pointed his finger at the most injured people and said.
"Yes, sir." Behind the old man, the guard-like young man was ordered to draw his sword, and they ended their painful groans with ease and effort.
The old and the young did not pay attention to the situation in the ruined temple anymore, turned and left. As for the frail young man who caused the trouble in the first place, they didn't even look at it.
"Those who can still move, crawl out for me to eat your meal, and leave the camp within a quarter of an hour after eating. Those who can't move, wait for death." The head of the army was in the ruined temple temporarily used as a wounded barracks. He put down such a cruel word, and then left.
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"That's still not a human being... After suffering such a serious injury, besides walking a little slower, he can still eat like a normal person?" The big guy recalled what he had seen before. There were clearly several places on his body. Fatally wounded teenager.
"I'm Baimo?" The young man sorted out the countless memories in his mind while picking up rice.
After waking up from a coma~IndoMTL.com~There are countless memories in the teenager's mind.
His previous life was the Dao Sovereign of the Daochen Realm aloft.
When trying to step out of the realm of heaven, because he accidentally exposed his essence as a transversalist, and was not tolerated by this world, countless enemies in the past were all turned into a robbery.
Although with peerless power, they killed them with heads and heads, abruptly and repelled the calamity, but in the end they still had to break through the space with a ray of broken soul and rebirth because of the accumulated injuries. .
This young man who died in the chaos army happened to be the target of the remnant soul.
"It is 270 years of the Dagan Dynasty. The two floods and droughts swept across many states, and the victims were displaced and turned into refugees. Many refugees were taken over by the insurgents and attacked the prefectures and counties.
My predecessor was originally the son of a small wealthy family in Chu’an City, Taizhou, but Chu’an City was destroyed by the rebels and the whole family was not in the war..." Bai Mo, who had recovered part of his memory, began to sort out the memory of this predecessor. .
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