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Chapter 1504: How Many Reincarnations and One Less Seven Life Technique
At the same time that Su Ming looked at the Seven Moon Sect at the bottom of the mountain, on the land of the ancient burial country, at this moment... out of the twelve sects of the seven sects, there was an invisible vibration and roar for each sect.
That is a sect, and there are Shura sects within the twelve sects!
Daodao Sect, this legend is the oldest sect in the entire Ancient Burial Kingdom, except for the royal family. Its foundation is so deep that it is difficult for other sects to compare. Especially where this sect is located, it is rare for anyone to find it.
It was an ancient temple. In the ancient temple, there were three statues erected. The statues looked peaceful. They had been here for countless years, causing cracks to appear on all three statues.
There are many cracks, intertwined with each other, and they seem to form a picture. When people look at it, they can't help but wonder whether there is a world in the picture composed of these cracks.
A sect exists in the world where the cracks of these three statues intersect!
It is even more accurate to say that a sect is a sect that exists in this world, within all fragments. As long as there are fragments, a sect can exist.
Therefore, it is mysterious and strange, and is feared by outsiders... At this moment, when the twelve great elders in the Seventh Month Sect woke up and arranged the formation, all areas in the ancient burial country, wherever there were fragments, All at this moment... with a crackling sound, the number increased again.
There is one mountain in particular. This mountain looks dark red from a distance. There are countless cracks on it, but it does not collapse and explode. Within the mountain, there is a pool of fire. The power of the fire is amazing, as if it fell into it. , it can be burned clean instantly.
In this flaming pool, there is a big stone, which is also full of cracks. On it sits a half-naked man sitting cross-legged. The man's skin is cracked all over, not a single piece is intact. His hair is red, echoing the flaming pool. .
At this moment, his eyes suddenly opened and closed, revealing the pupils inside. Even his pupils were filled with cracks. At first glance... they looked like bloodshot eyes.
"My imperial brother...have you also joined the sect...look at this fluctuation, this is from the Qiyue Sect!" The man grinned, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"I just don't know whether you are awake or still confused... If you are awake, everyone in the world is drunk, and you are the only one who is awake. I don't know what it feels like... If you are confused, everyone in the world is awake, but you are alone and confused. , what does this feel like...
No matter what, it should be beautiful, as I once said... the battle between us has just begun. "The man laughed and smiled, his red hair covering half of his face swaying, revealing his face that was full of cracks.
If Su Ming were here, he would be able to recognize him at a glance. This person... looks like Lei Chen, but more like... a much younger Miesheng old man! !
Similarly, at this moment, in the desert directly to the west of the ancient burial country, there is a huge stone tablet erected. There is no text on the stone tablet, but if someone with good cultivation comes and sees this stone tablet, After that, your mind will immediately roar, as if you saw a sea of ​​blood and countless ferocious beasts.
This stone tablet is a door. It is called Shura Gate, the door leading to the Shura Realm!
The Shura world is a created world. In that world, there is the strongest sect. The name of this sect...is called Shura!
At this moment, in this Shura world, in this dim world, there is a huge ferocious beast with a body that is ten thousand feet in size. This ferocious beast has a human form, except that there are three more spiral-shaped horns on its head. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by mud and bones...
On top of the head of this giant human-like beast, a young man sat cross-legged. This young man was wearing a white robe and looked plain. His black hair was swaying, and his eyes were slightly opened and closed, revealing an aggressive look.
Faintly visible, there seemed to be a figure in his right eye, that was a man wearing imperial robes!
"After 3000 years of experience, I don't know how different you are now compared to you back then. Are you still the same emperor's brother who can be stupid all his life for the sake of friendship...
If you still are, then... maybe you will be eliminated in less than 3000 years. "The young man smiled slightly, but when his smile appeared, the figure wearing the emperor's robe in his right eye showed a hint of sarcasm.
The moment this sarcasm appeared, the young man's smile froze.
"You are me, you are the soul that I sent to mess up the Xuan trial, but now you come back and refuse to merge!!" The young man's voice was cold, and he spoke slowly as if he was talking to himself.
"It's ridiculous, I am Ditian, a life born in the 967th century in the world of Sangxiang. What does it have to do with you? It's ridiculous that you don't know it!" The one in the young man's right eye is none other than Ditian. He sneered with a hint of sarcasm. Thicker.
"Sang Xiang's era has been destroyed for countless epochs and was swallowed up by my Xuan clan. Your memory is actually false. I added it in order to disrupt his trial.
What is true and what is false, you still don’t understand! "The young man suddenly raised his right hand and tapped directly on his right eye.
"My God knows what is true. The world I live in is true, but the world you live in is simply a lie. This is the world that appeared when Su Ming was seizing his body. This is... your seizing Give it up!!" Di Tian laughed, with persistence in his eyes. Seeing the finger approaching, his face suddenly showed a painful expression, as if it was sealed.
"Su Ming, if you can wake up, you will be the man in black robe sitting on the compass. If you are addicted, if you believe in this world, you... will no longer be you!!" Di Tian's voice gradually weakened. When the young man retracted his fingers, Di Tian's figure was no longer in his eyes, but was hidden and sealed within his body.
"You are lost, so... you can refine it in my body. Seizing the body... This ridiculous idea should be what my imperial brother is thinking at this moment... Su Ming, it turns out that he always thought that he was called Su Ming." The young man spoke calmly, with a sneer on his lips and closed his eyes.
In the Qiyue Sect, Su Ming withdrew his gaze to look at the sect below. On the right side of the mountain, on a raised cliff halfway up the mountain, he chose a room there... which seemed to be uninhabited. house.
This house is very simple, with no carved railings or exquisite pavilions. It is as ordinary as a wooden house. Apart from tables, chairs and a wooden bed, there are no other decorations in the house.
Neat, clean, and simple. Su Ming glanced around, raised his right hand and waved outward. Immediately, a layer of restriction suddenly appeared in the surrounding area. After covering the place, Su Ming sat cross-legged outside the house, as if he It was like sitting alone under the wooden house by the Wangchuan River.
"Seven Life Techniques..." Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head to look at the blue token in his hand. His eyes fell on the mountains carved on the token, and he fell into deep thought.
Time passed slowly, and three months passed in the blink of an eye. During these three months, no one came to disturb Su Ming's wooden house. However, most of the monks on this mountain peak also knew about Su Ming's existence and lived on the fifth floor. The people in this mountain in Tianwaitian are not disciples, but private cultivators.
The private cultivation that belongs to people of Lan Lan's generation in this mountain is considered to be the Seventh Sect, but not the Seventh Sect. Su Ming has already noticed that besides Lan Lan, there is another woman in this mountain. He is also a middle-aged disciple in that blue robe, and he is on this mountain with Lan Lan, but not at the top of the mountain, but at the foot of the mountain.
For three months, Su Ming sat cross-legged outside the house, always staring at the token in his hand. The Seven Life Techniques here aroused a lot of interest in Su Ming. It seemed that this was a kind of cultivation that would allow him to achieve his current level. In the realm, it is a great way to improve your cultivation.
Before this, although Su Ming had reached the realm of the first-level Taoist god, he was still a little vague about the method of improvement. Now, after studying it, he gradually gained some understanding.
"The Seven Life Technique seems complicated, but in fact its principle is also simple. It is to dilute one's own shadow by seven levels and turn it into seven lives... This is not the same as a clone, but a method of exchanging shadow for life." A month passed. Su Ming's eyes flashed. Under the sunset, he lowered his head and looked at his own shadow.
After pondering for a moment, Su Ming raised his right hand and pointed towards his own shadow. When he pointed, his shadow immediately became distorted and blurred. Just when Su Ming tried to use the Seven Life Technique that he understood clearly, something suddenly appeared. Waves of bells swirled around the fourth level of the sky.
The sound of the bell came from afar, forming countless echoes as it reverberated through the mountains. At a moment that shocked all directions, the sound of the bell also appeared on the third level of the sky, until it appeared on the second level, and even on the first level. After the bell rang, Su Ming frowned, gave up his attempt, and instead looked up into the distance.
He saw that in the distance, directly above the Qidaozong, countless rune marks appeared in the sky. These rune marks were intertwined and turned into a circle, and they seemed to form a huge compass. !
It's just that the compass is a little blurry. That's because it's not on the fifth level of the outer sky, but on the fourth level, so it looks blurry to Su Ming.
Su Ming's eyes narrowed slightly. When he stared at the compass, he saw a long rainbow roaring directly in front of him in a mountain peak corresponding to his place, heading straight towards the compass composed of runes.
That's Ye Long!
Ye Long, who was dressed in white, took a step in the air and directly came to the compass composed of huge runes. After scanning the surroundings, he sat down cross-legged.
Su Ming's view of Ye Long was just as blurry. This was because the world this person was in was different from Su Ming's. He couldn't see Su Ming, but Su Ming could see him.
"Disciple Ye Long, under the orders of my master, challenges our Seventh Month Sect, the Formation of the Shadow of the Taoist God, in the fourth heaven!"
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I apologize again. I feel very depressed when coding today. I don’t dare to write anymore. I don’t know if something like this will happen again... Because coding requires concentration and you won’t think about other things besides the plot. When inspiration comes, you should write immediately. Once you think too much, the inspiration will be gone.
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