Fantasy World Transmigration - 1334. Chapter 1334 Wu Xian Butian, oracle bone secret, buried in the past

In the world, Wu Xian looked at the big sun gradually being swallowed by darkness in horror. Wu Xian was inexplicably horrified. Wu Xian was the name passed down from generation to generation in the Great Wu Xian State. It is said that Wu Xian State inherited from the head of the Ten Witches of Lingshan, the Great Wu Xian who guarded the Immortal Emperor Medicine, because Dawu Festival is the fifth generation of Wuxian, so it is also called Xianwu.

Wu Xianwu watched the solar eclipse, and the Tiantian’s cultivation base touched his destiny. He saw the number of days in operation, but was scared almost crazy in a blink of an eye!

He draped his hair around his forehead, and his dry hands stretched out to the sun weakly: “God! Why is God angry… The catastrophe is coming, the catastrophe is coming… I saw the blood raining from the sky, and the world is broken. The magnificent mountains where the ancestor spirits and gods were sacrificed collapsed, and the ground underneath collapsed, from the easternmost East China Sea to the westernmost desert, all shattered… Great catastrophe, boundless catastrophe, the blood of all beings in the sky is like a heavy rain Pour down, for nine days, the corpse of God has become a mountain…Everything will be broken! Everything will be destroyed!”

“A huge comet appeared in the sky, piercing the sky, and countless demons emerged from the scarlet scars. The oldest deity led countless warriors to fight against the scars of the demon star. I heard… the bell rang!”

After all, Wu Xianguo’s oldest surviving witch, Wu Xianwu with an amazing cultivation base, Qi Qiao sprayed black and red blood, and the muddy blood mixed with tears and slipped from her eyes.

The soul boys around were scared and screamed and fled.

The young man wailed in a sharp voice: “The ancestor of Wu has collapsed! The seven orifices of the Wu clan are bleeding and are about to die!”

Wu Xianwu’s seven orifices were bleeding. He heard the bells from the lower reaches of time and space. With every sound, his body trembled like a severe injury. Waves of red and black blood came out from Qi orifices, and these muddy blood dripped. On the ground, it immediately penetrated into the stone, bit by bit, engraved on the rock at the foot of Wu Xianwu.

Those prehistoric rocks that carried Wu Xian’s blood at the moment turned into a strange existence with blood stains on the surface, blood stains infiltrating the stone.

Exuding an unknown aura, if it were not for these blood-spattering rocks at the center of the altar at this moment, the power of countless wizards and witch sacrifices suppressed this magnificent altar. It was a sacred mountain of tens of thousands of meters, which was opened up and polished into a stepped pyramid-like sacrifice. On the stage, there are ghosts and gods suppressing all directions of the altar. Every tenth step, there is a wizard with a profound cultivation base, and the overall aura can communicate with the heavens.

If the rock contaminated with the blood of witch salt, if there is no suppression of the altar, and a piece of it flows out, the unknown aura on it can wipe out humans and animals in a radius of thousands of miles.

After Wu Xian heard three bells ringing, he was struggling and stood up embarrassedly, trembling, tyrannical cultivation base, every move can curse the terrible magic power of immortals, all thieves go to the empty building, weak, as if pushing It fell, almost dead. Wu Xian grabbed the hand of the wizard next to him, and said sternly: “The end times are here! Tell the king, soon… there will be an unprecedented catastrophe, and the solar eclipse is just a precursor… The underground ghosts and gods have been covered by boundless blood. Swallowed, headless gods and demons, slaughtered the king of ghosts and gods.”

“Darkness… the indescribable darkness stretches under the earth.”

“In the darkness, a demon god who is extremely powerful and comparable to the gods was born. He held countless souls and ghosts wailing, entangled magic swords, and tore the kingdom after death. In front of these demon gods, the ancestor spirit was weak and weak like a lonely ghost. .”

After hearing Wu Xian’s prophecy, the wizard bowed to Wu Xian before hurriedly backing down and promulgating Wu Xian’s prophecy.

Wu Xian struggled for a long time before he relieved his breath. He raised his head and looked around. I don’t know how many monks were sneaking around and peeping at the great witch sacrifice. These monks are in the heavens, all dominating one party and creating one. The foundation of a powerful sect, but in the prehistoric period, these monks can also take refuge in a few third-rate small sects, occupying barren mountains and ridges where there are no ghosts and gods. The small tribes of hundreds of people are strong and limited, and they are no different from casual cultivators.

In the predicament, even if it is a small tribe with only a few hundred human beings, as long as it sacrifices to the gods, finds the nearby Lingshan blessed land where the heavenly gods are enshrined, and sacrifices with blood and incense, it can basically provide for the wizards equivalent to the immortals of later generations.

The primitive human race has a natural life span of three thousand years at this time.

It is the realm of the real person in the ancient naive theory, and he is born to follow the timing, move his vitality, and his physique is in line with the heavens, and even when he is mixed with the witch race, he inherits the special physique. With wings and volley attack, these witch bloodlines are naturally strong with exercise. In addition to the birth of wizards who have inheritance, communicate with gods, and are proficient in herbal fortune-telling gu worm poison exercises, there are also natural witch bloodlines, which polish their physique and grow stronger. Bloodline, constantly cultivates its own bloodline, and keeps close to the bloodline source of Pangu Great God, and even the Twelve Ancestor Witch. With the special organs, acupuncture points and meridian system of the body, it drives the vitality of the world and is good at fighting witches.

The sorcerer is the warrior of later generations.

Therefore, the surrounding monks are considered powerful in the age of the heavens, but in this case, the individual will vomit vitality, break the body, and cultivate the blood. Human beings are about equal to the later generations of warriors transforming into the bodies of gods and demons. They are only two steps away from the martial arts. The times, in Wu Xian’s view, are like ants…

Wu Xian gave a cruel smile when a group of ants watched the excitement.

Wiping the dirty blood left by his seven orifices with his hand, using a trembling index finger, painted a simple symbol on the ground, with cursed blood plotting the witchcraft, and instantly burst out a peculiar breath. Summoned by Wuwen, he instantly ingested all the strange auras that were not in Wuxian’s country, without the smell of plants and trees, in a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

Then the Wuwen exploded, instantly harvesting the souls of those sneaky monks, and saw countless black shadows flashing past, taking tens of thousands of souls and sending them into the Styx.

Wu Xian took the opportunity to spy on the breath of the underworld… and then shuddered, closing the passage leading to the underworld in horror.

The several great monks next to Wuxian Kingdom can barely be considered on the prehistoric stage. Although their own power is not as good as the behemoth that has inherited the eternal age of Wuxian Kingdom, they are also qualified to pass on steadily. door. Several heavenly immortals discussed in a low voice: “Something happened in the underground palace!”

“Has Dawu Ji Xianwu also confirmed?”

A monk with withered hair whispered: “Confirmed! After the solar eclipse, he really went to divination! The result was a catastrophe. It is said that Wu Xian was very scared and claimed that there would be unpredictable calamities. die.”

“During this time, there are often lonely and wild ghosts, and even evil ghosts and evil spirits broke free from Huangquan Road, fled to the sun, lurked in the mountains during the day, and came out at night to eat people and enjoy blood… The land gathers these lonely souls and wild ghosts. Many Taoist friends also go to capture the souls to cultivate treasures.”

A female sister coquettishly smiled and said, “Is there any specific news about the changes in the house that day?”

A gloomy evil cultivator suddenly said, “It is said to be a devil!” As soon as he said, the others were a little afraid and did not dare to speak. Obviously, they were a little jealous of the evil cultivator. The monk with brown hair only whispered for a long time. Said: “The three-day solar eclipse is obviously a sign of the imminent catastrophe.”

A cultivator who was weaker in his cultivation and who was worthy of stepping on the threshold of a heavenly immortal heard the words and used a bronze magic knife to carve several ancient runes on the tortoise bone that was burning beside him.

The mysterious rune records-“At the time of Xianwu in Wuxian Kingdom, a solar eclipse was three days away, and the underworld changed drastically. Wu Xianwu felt that blood rained from the sky, mountains and rivers were overturned, and the catastrophe was approaching!”

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In the age of the heavens, the old demons of the Huangquan School and the monks of the Jizodian gathered together. The leaders of the two sides, Yan Mojun and Lord Shanlong, sat facing each other, staring at the two broken oracle bones. A mysterious rune, the oracle bones of both sides were put together to make up most of it. Although the text is incomplete, it does not interfere with the general.

Yan Mojun coughed: “My two sects have fought for this treasure for thousands of years. Since the bones were born, there have been several demon and Arhat died for this. Today I invite the King to explore this treasure together. Mystery.”

Lord Shanlong folded his hands together and said a Buddha chant: “Maharaja Yan Mo said very kindly.”

“The reason why my underground storehouse and your Huangquanzong have competed for this treasure for thousands of years is nothing more than that there are gaps in the inheritance of our sect. “Ten Kings” are all secrets of ancient times. It is said that in the ancient underworld, there was the emperor of Yama, and the ten palaces of Yama, ruled the underworld, revolved in reincarnation, and suppressed hell.”

“Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva becomes ten kings, suppressing hell, and achieving Buddhahood!”

“And you Huangquan Demon Sect, you have also cultivated into the emperor of Yama, turning the heavens into hell, and fulfilling the law of Da Luo.”

“I waited for two sects to be enlightened by hell, which is about reincarnation, but at the end of the ancient times, when the land was broken, the hell disappeared, and the underworld was inexplicably destroyed, so that both of my sects were cut off and there was no way forward. So I found the last year of the ancient underworld. The secret of destruction and finding the disappearing hell is the only hope for me to wait for enlightenment!” Dharma King Shanlong nodded his head: “Now, only if I wait for the two sects to work together, can it be possible to uncover this ancient secret.”

Yan Mojun picked up the two pieces of oracle bones in front of him, put them together, and whispered: “Although the Iron Sword Gate is not an ancient sect, it is also an ancient sect that has passed on forever. All of his tombs were dug. As a result, several oracle bones were unearthed, many of which were extremely ancient and powerful techniques and magical powers, which caused the destruction of the door for himself.”

“According to textual research, this oracle bone is the inscription of the ancestor of the Iron Sword Gate when the local government changed. Therefore, it is not emphasized by the great teachers, and it has the opportunity to fall into the hands of both of us.”

“With the breath of ancient hell on this oracle bone, I waited to complete part of the inheritance, each cultivated a Taoist monarch, inherited my responsibility, so that I can let go and explore the end of ancient times, the destruction of the underworld Secret!”

King Shanlong also said: “This oracle bone is the bone of a ten thousand-year spirit turtle, with the blood of a mysterious tortoise. It is very extraordinary. Today, when the blood is scattered, it is already the supreme treasure of the practice of divination. If it is called Ziweizong, Mai Those old monsters in the door know that they must not be stingy with the gods of gold and magic iron. The writing of the ancient witchcraft… is also an extremely ancient inheritance. It is said that your old monsters of the magic way and witch sect deliberately took action and snatched this batch of oracle bones, but because of the Brahma Realm. The Daluo Key was born and went to Guixu!”

“What kind of place is Guixu…I see those old monsters, no matter the righteous or evil profound Buddhas and demons, I’m afraid they won’t be able to come out!” Maharaja Yan Mo sneered.

Lord Shanlong smiled and said, “Yan Junmo is at odds with some old demon?”

“Blood Slaughter Demon King always mocks me Huang Quanzong Xiu Yan Luo’s emperor body is the demon’s left-hand way, relying on his blood demon heir, despise our Yan Mo line… and said that we want to prove that the Yan Luo emperor’s body is self-defeating and living. I’m tired of it! I want to see who is tired of it! Can he walk through the ruins of the ruined Jedi!”

“The Destruction Demon Ancestor sealed by the Guixu and the Destruction Demon Dao hidden in the Guixu, will they give him the face of Styx?”

“The emperor Yan Luo is a great demon, and one of my demon emperors, not inferior to his blood demon.”

“What kind of gods and blood demon, Styx’s dynasty. I think it is to put gold on my face… and kill the demon, the two ways of hell, especially the way of hell, which is also a branch of my Yan Mo line, but it is said that I inherited it. The Dao of the Demon Ancestor of the Styx Abi sword, the killing demon line believes that it has inherited the Demon Ancestor of the Styx killing demon, it is from the Yuantu Sword.”

“In order to build a relationship, I really don’t need any face!”

“We, Yan Mo, belong to the ancient emperor of the Demon Dao, and the descendant of the Emperor of Yan Luo. It is the true tradition in the Demon Dao, and is famous. Compared with these villains who climb the demon ancestors, I don’t know how orthodox it is. The earth demon, male demon, yin demon, and heart demon turned around and clung to them, pushing me out and waiting!”

Lord Shanlong pointed to the oracle bones and asked, “The demon can be solved, this ancient witchcraft?”

Majesty Yan Mo smiled and said: “What’s so difficult? There is a line of witches and demons, as well as the inheritance of sorcery. It is rare for you to inherit from Buddhism. I, Yan Mo and witch demons, belong to the same family of demons. .”

“This oracle bone says…”

“When Wuxian Kingdom was in Xianwu, a solar eclipse was three days away, and the underworld changed drastically. Wu Xianwu felt psychic, the emperor was furious, blood rained from the sky, mountains and rivers overturned, and a catastrophe was approaching!”

“In March, cut the eastern sky to build wood, the Jedi Tiantong… there is a great calamity, and the underground mansion is collapsed! Demon…”

The next few Malay scripts are blurred, and no matter how many people use their magical powers, it is difficult to restore them. Majesty Yan Mo stroked the almost flattened witches, and whispered: “The oracle witches carry the spirituality of divination, so they have a spiritual response. Therefore, we can use the content of these witchcraft divinations to figure out the breath of ancient hell. .”

“The following words used to carry extremely terrifying information, so they were obliterated by the information it carried…Because the ten thousand years spirit turtle can only record it for a moment, and then erase it by itself. Just like the unearthed Wuwen oracle bones. , There has never been the name taboo of the emperor, and the names of those great magical powers in the ancient times.”

“It is said that the Yan Shenzong devoted all the power of the whole sect to the death of two Taoist monarchs. Only in some ancient heavens, they discovered the shamanic name of Zhu Rong, and took this opportunity to supplement the inheritance of his sect. ——”The Secret Mantra of Zhu Rong Fire God Expelling the Dragon”. Its most high secret, Zhu Rong Mantra, is the only mantra that the heavens can build Zhu Rong Shenhuo, and it has the power of unpredictability!”

Majesty Yan Mo said: “We will work together to use the Zongmen Supreme Treasure, the bronze remnant hall of Huangquan Sect and the Sanskrit plaque of the Dizang Hall of your Dizang Hall, to position the oracle bones, and to emphasize the characteristics of the two great treasures. Back to Hong Wasteland Mansion!”

After talking about it, Lord Yan Mo summoned Huangquanzong’s treasure of Zhenjiao, an ancient bronze hall with only a part of the gate archway left, and Lord Shanlong also sacrificed a wooden plaque with the Sanskrit written “Dizang Hall”, which is also its earth store. The origin of the temple’s clan name, the ancestor of the Ksitigarbha Temple got this mysterious plaque, and he realized the supreme Buddhism from it and opened up the Ksitigarbha’s orthodoxy.

The two cases really put together the treasures at the bottom of the box.

With a trace of the big Luo characteristics of the two great treasures, the mysterious oracle bones were aroused, and the two suzerains and a bunch of old monsters after them were instantly pulled into the void…

Darkness… This is the boundless sea of blood in the endless darkness.

Lord Shanlong opened his eyes, but saw that he was sitting in front of an extremely sacred hall. He looked behind him, but he saw the treasure of his sect, the plaque of Jizo Hall, hung on the hall behind him.

The temple was broken, nearly four-fifths of it had been dumped in the ruins of the black scorched rock, falling into the lava.

The palace is set in a huge, unimaginable, black boulder that is entwined with extremely hot scorching flames. The huge boulder that resembles the heavens has collapsed in half. At the top of the boulder, half of the boulder has been shattered. It collapsed and became a dilapidated golden body on the edge of the cliff, exuding the light of Buddha, which was already dim.

The golden body is full of cracks, and some places have exposed Buddha bones like colored glaze.

It folded its hands together, closed its eyes slightly, and faced the front… There was an unimaginable stick mark that crushed the boulder…

Lord Shanlong was so scared that his hands and feet became weak, he bowed to his head and exclaimed, “Bodhisattva!”

With that cry, the plaque of the Jizo Hall above his head crashed down and fell into the arms of Lord Shanlong. An animal that looked like a dog and a lion ran out of the Jizo Temple with small steps, and when he saw Lord Shanlong, his face was disdainful. Lulu, Lord Shanlong was so scared to get down when he saw the strange beast: “Listen to the holy beast!”

Di listened and glanced at the collapsed wojiao stone. The black boulder was surrounded by a sea of blood, like a drop in the sea.

Die heard that stick trace, and his body trembled slightly… Seeing that Lord Shanlong wanted to climb up to the top of the Wojiao Stone, he went to invite down the golden body of the Bodhisattva, and quickly grabbed Lord Shanlong’s sleeve, threw it away, and threw it away. To a place farther away from the golden body.

It was just a little bit of breath that I heard that caused the scar on the stick on the golden body. At this time, a roar echoed in the void: “Eat my old grandson and a stick!”

“A stick!”

“stick……”

The echo reverberated all over the world, and Dharma King Shanlong’s body was almost shattered, and a mouthful of pale golden blood spurted out.

With the same use of Daluo’s characteristics, do you return to the ancient times? Lord Yan Mo fell in front of an ancient bronze temple. The ancient temple was surrounded by darkness. When Lord Yan Mo woke up, the darkness was only three feet away from him, and the darkness was faint. Yoyo came calling.

Maharaja Yan Mo listened, but he heard countless weird voices calling one after another: “King Qin Guang!”

“King Qin Guang!”

“King Qin Guang!”

Other voices shouted: “Emperor Song!”

“King Chujiang!”

Maharaja Yan Mo was horrified. Almost his soul was separated from his body and plunged into the darkness. If he hadn’t been guarded by the bronze temple behind him, he would have fallen into the darkness involuntarily. “What is it in the darkness? Why do you call the name of the Ten Temple Yama! The Ten Temple Yama is the ten incarnations of the Emperor Yama. Could it be that the darkness hides the great secrets related to the Emperor Yama?”

“I was led by the ancient bronze hall, and as soon as I left the sea of heavens, I came here. Could it be that this is the netherworld of the last years of ancient times?”

“The countless calls in the darkness, is it because countless ghosts in the underground palace are calling for the return of the Ten Hall Yama?”

“This ancient bronze temple is the ten temples of Yama? The ten temples of Yama have been in ruins. There are countless calls to the Yamas of the ten temples in the darkness. What happened in the underworld? Where did the Yamas of the ten temples go?”