PFC Chapter 287 1 Qi Immortal Ma Yuan
Chapter 287 1 Qi Immortal Ma Yuan
Seeing Zhang Song scratching his head and not understanding anything, Tongtian, the master of heaven, who was hanging high on the ninth floor, smiled in his heart. How could the grass and trees in this hall be hidden from him? Just like everything in the fairy palace could not be hidden from Zhang Song.
With a thought, he sent him three pictures.
The first picture shows the appearance of the three major worlds in ancient times, with mountains, rivers, sun and moon. The beasts have not yet developed intelligence and humans have not yet been born, as if the world was just created.
The second picture shows a ruined fairyland, which is magnificent and huge. Huge mountains are suspended in the sky, the majestic sea is rolling between heaven and earth, and the magnificent palace is unimaginably majestic.
This is the Heavenly Palace, Zhang Song exclaimed in his heart, it is so magnificent, who can live in such a palace.
The "Hunyuan Heluo Array", the protective array of heaven, is very similar to the first picture, as if it was created in imitation of the ancient heaven and earth.
The third pattern is a constantly changing and flowing river map.
The River Map is constantly changing. Time, mountains, rivers, and space, every node is different, and the nature you see is also different.
Zhang Song understood in his heart that it was impossible for anyone to fully understand this thing. You just need to make the part you have already mastered more perfect with the help of the River Map and deduce it to the extreme.
Formation, Master Tongtian told Zhang Song clearly, it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand it, just treat it as a formation and learn, deduce and observe from the perspective of the formation.
Among the tens of millions of disciples of Jiejiao, only a hundred can receive personal guidance from Patriarch Tongtian, and no more than ten can be taught the power of sword and receive his attention.
Zhang Song began to gradually enter a mysterious enlightenment. For the first time in his life, he entered enlightenment without relying on external objects.
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"Haha, I will let you go if you become my wife." There was an extremely ugly weirdo in Skull Mountain. He was at the God Lord level. Many monks on the mountain had been devoured by him in the past few days.
Tushan Xiaoxiao immediately sent a jade talisman to the mountain master and Madam Bai, but they were unable to get in touch.
Fortunately, this evil guy only stayed in Skull Mountain and did not harm anyone on Vulture Peak. Even those people on Skull Mountain who shouted that I was a disciple of Vulture Peak would be let off.
Mrs. Bai Gu had just returned from the Immortal Palace that day. When she learned the whole story, she immediately became furious.
"Look, your name is Madam White Bone, and you and I are from the same origin. Why should you follow an irrelevant person?" Ma Yuan smashed one of Madam White Bone's clones and was surprised.
Since he was promoted to a divine monarch, no one could defeat him unless he met a Heavenly Lord. Anyone who was caught by one hand could be thrown to the ground and killed. But now he was blocked several times.
Ma Yuan was cruel and cunning. He had already investigated the situations on Skull Mountain and Vulture Peak before coming here, so he only dared to occupy Skull Mountain.
When a vicious man like him goes crazy, he naturally has no scruples. The tongue in his mouth stretches out more than half a meter long, and he rushes forward again with two swords in hand. This time he wants to beat Madam Bai Gu completely back into bones and become one with her.
"Looking for death!" Suddenly, anger came from the air, and a young man stepped out from the void with cold eyes.
He put his five fingers together to form a dustpan and fanned it hard.
"Kill you!" Ma Yuan was even more ferocious. Even though he was risking a slap in the face, a bony hand appeared behind him and he pinched Zhang Song fiercely.
Snapped!
Half of Ma Yuan's head was smashed to pieces, and blood splattered everywhere.
Zhang Song did not move. A right hand grew out from his ribs. It was holding a purple electric hammer and smashed down at the bony hand. The bone fragments turned black.
Zhang Song, the immortal Ma Yuan, knows people and is invincible in foot combat.
Zhang Song hesitated for a moment and did not kill Ma Yuan. He was thinking about the relationship between Ma Yuan and Mrs. White Bone.
The fact that he said that the two of them came from the same origin was obviously not a random statement, and he wanted to marry Mrs. White Bone, so he obviously had other intentions.
He didn't want to gamble on the impact it would have on his wife.
As he hesitated, Ma Yuan's body turned into a stream of light and escaped out of the mountain.
Mrs. Bai Gu was so angry that she picked up her sword and was about to chase after him. One of her clones had died, and it would take a hundred years to make up for it. Moreover, this man was extremely hateful. He not only ate her own disciples in the mountains, but also wanted to force her to marry him. He was so bold.
Zhang Song stopped her and said, "Madam, don't be angry. There are some causes and consequences here."
"Cause and effect?" She had been practicing for nearly nine hundred years, but she hadn't even earned the status of a direct disciple of the Three Saints Palace. After the clouds had finally cleared and the sun had risen, and she had been able to live a few days of good life, that short-sighted pauper came to provoke her.
She is the True Lord Bai Gu, and is on par with the other three in the Three Saints Palace of Tianxianzhou. Her realm has surpassed that of her former good sister Jiang Linglong.
"What Ma Yuan said may be right, origin."
But Zhang Song knew that the ultimate evil was Buddha. The Horse King had three eyes, and the Horse King he was referring to was Ma Yuan.
This monster, who had never done any good deeds in his life and who dug out people's hearts and ate them, was finally led by the Taoist master and directly designated as a Bodhisattva, without even being included in the List of Conferred Gods.
Madam Bai Gu pondered for a while, with countless spirits working at the same time, but she finally shook her head: "Could it be because my realm is lower than that guy, so I can't sense the origin of the energy at all."
Madam Bai Gu leaned in Zhang Song's arms, her face not cruel, but somewhat angry: "I used to think that once you reach the level of a True Lord, you are the best here. Now I find that there is no difference between a True Lord and a Transformed God. If someone comes to attack me, I have no ability to resist."
Zhang Song chuckled and kissed her softly on her pink cheek. This was just the beginning. In a while, even the Heavenly Masters would fall one after another. It would be a real catastrophe.
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Wen Zhong sat in the chariot, with a pair of male and female whips at his feet, each nearly two meters long and as thick as his wrist.
Is he high-spirited?
He was an old official of the Shang Dynasty and had seen too many powerful families prosper. The current Divine Dynasty was no different from the powerful families he had seen.
Everyone will have a last glimmer of light before they die. In his eyes, the terminally ill Shen Chao was that last glimmer of light.
The king built the Deer Tower, set up a wine pool and a meat forest, and summoned all the monsters in the world.
Others may not know, but his Grand Master's residence is always crowded with visitors, either uncles, fellow disciples, or even grandchildren...
These are all monsters. We cannot say that they are very powerful, but each of them is above the Nascent Soul stage. They can call the wind and rain, lift people and move mountains, and scare people.
The most terrifying thing is that the population of the imperial capital is declining rapidly every day.
Not to mention the imperial palace in the imperial capital, there were originally more than 68,000 palace maids and eunuchs, but in just one year, more than 20,000 of them were gone, and the bones of the eunuchs that had been eaten were left there alone and naked.
Eventually, because there was too much accumulation, the stench was overwhelming, and the souls of the wronged were everywhere, so they had to set up a scorpion basin.
The scorpion pot originated from the barbarians, who raised poisonous insects and refined them into spiritual juice.
Regardless of the source of these spiritual fluids, their effects are only stronger than those of elixirs, and they have no side effects.
The characters of the immortals in Jiejiao are all reckless and overbearing, they love to eat, drink and enjoy themselves. What does Jie mean? It means that they are unique and they only care about themselves without caring about others.
Even some gods in the Jiejiao sect think so. It is very common for them to eat their companions who have been with them for a hundred years or their disciples because of a disagreement.
But one has to admit that there are too many strong people in his team, even many of them are at the True Lord level.
It would be perfect if every village and town we passed through wasn't deserted.