The mortal's candle dragon opens the sky

But this domineering attack was not the most important thing. What made Xuyang and others feel incredible was that the Taoist master Xuanwu could actually cross countless fairyland and bring down the real power through the air. This was too awesome!

He and Tian Feng took turns performing Void Teleportation day and night for seven years, but he only moved a small distance in the boundless ocean between two of the eight continents in Zhou Yuan Fairyland. If viewed from the macro perspective of the complete territory map of Zhou Yuan Fairyland, it can be barely seen that he was not standing still.

Xuyang almost spit out curse words, but at the same time he was shocked, the jade pendant sensed something unusual. He had previously detected that there were only 885 law patterns in the body of Taoist Xuanwu, including the Law of Qiankun and the Law of Ruoshui.

Just now, the old man only used a part of his strength, but at the moment of his move, it seemed that a fleeting force of heaven was connected and added to Xuanbao and the magical powers of the laws. The power instantly expanded many times, reaching the level of one controlling a thousand, or even one controlling ten thousand, which was simply terrifying.

And his Qiankun Law seemed to have been cultivated to a level close to the Tao. Nearly a thousand mysterious orifices were hidden under his tortoise shell, and he controlled the power in his heart. If he had not exposed his aura on his own initiative, not even Xuyang's jade pendant would have discovered these mysterious orifices. It was exactly the same as the scene in the Molten Flame Abyss before, where the space node was clearly in front of him but he could not detect it.

Is this the power of Daluo Daozu or the "Tongxuan Realm" or "Zulong Realm"? With a thought, the power of heaven is bless you!

"Could it be that you, Taoist Xuanwu, have already reached the realm of Taoist Ancestor? Or are all Taoist Daluo so strong?" With a sigh on his face, King Jinlong asked the same question in Xuyang's mind in a dreamy tone.

"Hehe! My own law power and magic power are only between the middle and late stages of Daluo, which is almost equivalent to the Daluo who killed two corpses. It is not the realm of Daozu. Daozu is equivalent to the realm of Zulong of the True Dragon Clan or my Xuanwu ancestor. But ordinary Daozu of ordinary Dao can't get the upper hand in my hands. I am not afraid of them!
The gap between Daluo and Daozu is not just the qualitative difference in mana, physical body, and law. The key lies in whether the original soul is strong or not, how much power of the Heavenly Dao can be mobilized, and how to use the power of the Heavenly Dao to amplify one's own ability! In this regard, those Daluo who split the soul into three corpses and cut them out, but did not merge with the Heavenly Dao to become Daozu, are equivalent to weakening their own souls. Why can they compare with me? "

The green-haired old man was breathing heavily, but seeing the expressions of Xuyang and the other two, he couldn't help showing a little complacency after being lonely for a long time. He smiled and put the gray mirror back on his chest and said:

“However, ordinary Daluo Daozu can’t achieve the level I have. To cross the fairyland, only five laws among the three thousand great ways can do it. Among the three so-called supreme laws, reincarnation and space are the best. Although the Nine Netherworld Law and the Heart Magic Law are mysterious and not very smooth, they are also counted!
But when it comes to being straightforward, my Qiankun Law is the best at breaking into doors and raiding. I have been able to live alone and freely until now after the end of the Savage True Spirit lineage, not just by hiding. Go back hundreds of millions of years, ask those old generation Daluo Daozu who work for the Heavenly Court, who would not shudder when mentioning me, the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds?"

Xu Yang and Jin Long Tian Feng looked at each other, and saw the envy and admiration in each other's eyes. They immediately bowed and said, "Master Xuan Wu has displayed his divine power, which has opened our eyes. Today we know what the unpredictable power of heaven means!"

As Xuyang's mind was churning, he finally realized the powerful and terrifying nature of the soul-refining technique. The reason why the Samsara Hall was able to become stronger and stronger despite being at an absolute disadvantage in terms of the number of its high-level members was probably largely due to the soul-refining technique.

According to Taoist Xuanwu, the stronger the soul is, the stronger the power of heaven can be mobilized by the cultivators above the Daluo realm. The soul refining technique can easily amplify the divine consciousness several times or even dozens of times, which completely makes up for the weakening of the soul after the beheading of the three corpses. Although it is very easy to cause unstable foundation, even explosion of the body, severance of the possibility of afterlife and many other consequences, these shortcomings are nothing compared to the unparalleled divine power after practicing this technique to perfection.

What can you cultivate to achieve eternity? The only difference is whether you die earlier or later. There is no shortage of speculators in this world who pursue high risks and high returns.

No wonder countless immortals flocked to it, and either took the opportunity or took the initiative to join the Hall of Samsara. From this perspective, Han Li in his first life, the Lord of the Hall of Samsara, was indeed a genius!
I just wonder if Han Li in his first life was inspired by another Dayan God in that brief parallel universe when he created the art of refining spirits?

At this time, the green-haired old man bent four fingers again and counted them one by one, saying: "Let's not talk about the past or the present, I am not afraid of anyone, but I am afraid of him. Once I am enveloped by his time domain, even if I want to escape, I will lose half my life. Moreover, he has gone crazy and cannot be judged by common sense. The later I can get into his sight, the better!
As for Li Yuanjiu, I know this guy well. He rose to power when the power of Heaven was at its peak, but he immediately withdrew from the throne and became extremely low-key. He even never made things difficult for the Wild True Spirit lineage. After obtaining the Heaven-controlling Bottle, he gave it to those useless disciples and went to travel the heavens and the worlds to avoid suspicion!
When it comes to keeping a low profile, he considers himself second to none in the Immortal Realm. He is even better at keeping healthy than I am! Don't worry, even if he knows that the Heavenly Bottle is with you, he won't act rashly. Until the last moment, he will just stay out of it and watch the outcome!

As for Han Li, I believe that my ability of deduction ranks among the top five in this world, and there is no one who is far better than me. I cannot deduce anything about you, and even if I use all the power of the entire Samsara Hall, it will naturally be impossible. So as long as you have not taken the initiative to expose the fortune crystal of the Heaven-Handing Bottle to the outside world, he naturally will not know the whereabouts of the Heaven-Handing Bottle, and you don't have to worry about him for now.

That leaves the Taoist Master Ti Hu and the Emperor Jiu You. Both of them have huge backers, so it's not a good idea to attack them like we did with Shi Kong Mo. I'd better talk to them. Do you know where they are?"

Xuyang was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this person was not just being polite and was really planning to provide protection to the end. They had just met and exchanged a few words, but he was already so devoted?

Feeling grateful, Xu Yang declined with a sense of guilt: "Will this affect your peaceful practice? Or will it be a small loss for the big, and expose you to the sight of the Heavenly Court and the Samsara Palace!
I think we don't need to do this for the time being. In fact, we have killed more than a dozen Golden Immortals and a Taiyi before, and we have accumulated a lot of resources. We also have the Heavenly Bottle. If we can practice in your cave for tens of thousands of years, it will be a favor as deep as the sea! This is enough to avoid the detection of Ti Hu and Jiu You."

The green-haired old man smiled calmly and waved his hand:
"It's fine if you want to practice in seclusion here. I've been single for countless years, so it's good to have some fun occasionally. As for losing the big picture for the small, haha, you're too modest. You are the most important person in the overall situation now!

Besides, you have already said that the Heavenly Court and the Samsara Palace regard each other as a great threat. Before the war, the Samsara Palace, as the weaker party, will not cause any trouble. If you try to irritate me again, I am not afraid of the Lord of the Samsara Palace. Besides, you have already said that the Taoist holding the pot is a double-crosser. This kind of person is the easiest to deal with. What's the big deal about killing a Taiyi envoy? I still have some face!"

Xuyang sighed softly. What else could he say? He could only bow respectfully and said, "Master Xuanwu's deep affection and friendship will be remembered by me on behalf of the Xiaonanzhou lineage!"

The green-haired old man stretched out his hand and lightly lifted it up, and Xuyang could no longer bend down. He smiled calmly and said:

"You are exaggerating. I have my own selfish motives and want something in return. I have never had any great ambitions in my life, nor do I want to be the Supreme Ancestor. If one day you can become the Supreme of All Things, please use your everlasting power to help me cleanse my soul and get rid of the erosion of the Heavenly Dao, so that I can become an old naughty boy who lives with the world!"

After Xu Yang was startled, his expression became extremely serious. He replied in a deep voice: "The grace of protection is heavier than the mountains. How can I stand in the world if I don't repay it?"

The green-haired old man laughed heartily without pretending. Xuyang's expression also relaxed. He analyzed with concentration, "The Emperor Jiuyou is the apparent leader of the Samsara Palace. He should be in charge of the base camp. The way to find him should be the Samsara Mask Immortal Artifact, but we were afraid of being tracked and marked, so we exiled them all to the Void Turbulence when we were in the Twenty-Eight Star Islands seven years ago. As for the Taoist Master Ti Hu, we searched the souls of those Golden Immortals and got the news that the Zhou Yuan Immortal Palace is on the top of the Sky Dome Peak, the highest peak in the Big Dipper Continent. As the master of the Immortal Palace, the Taoist Master Ti Hu should be in charge of this place."

"Well, just know the approximate location."

The green-haired old man nodded when he heard this, and the next moment, the state of being connected with the way of heaven appeared again. Hissing, countless huge divine thoughts as bright as countless stars broke through the air, and it seemed that he covered an infinite territory with his divine thoughts in an instant.

"Found it! It didn't float far. It seems that the deputy hall master named Jiuyou is very cautious. You really scared him! And the follow-up pursuers from the Immortal Palace have indeed arrived. This time, there are three juniors in the middle stage of Taiyi, cruising near the Burial Star Sea! Forget it, immortals who have reached the middle stage of Taiyi have all gone through a long cultivation career and countless trials. The loss of three of them at once might alarm the Central Earth Immortal Realm. Let's spare their lives for now!"

After a few breaths, the green-haired old man suddenly raised his eyebrows, and reached out his skinny hand into the empty space next to him. Two wolf-head masks with different patterns emerged from the turbulence in the void.

After hearing this, Xuyang and the other two looked at each other and felt scared.

The old man did not pause at all. A tortoise shell appeared in front of him. The cloud patterns on it intertwined intricately. He raised his eyebrows, his expression became a little ugly, and he muttered in a low voice: "Fushan Ao? I didn't expect that the Taoist master Fushan would become a minion of the Samsara Palace? I thought he was dead!"

The expressions of Xuyang and the other two changed. Seeing that the old man looked unhappy, they did not answer. The latter's gray mirror on his chest flashed and avoided Xuyang and the other two, and tore a light curtain in the void on the side again.

In the endless turbulence of the void, a giant black turtle, whose body was as majestic as the Xuanwu, was carrying a silver peak that was who knows how many tens of thousands of miles high. With its four giant feet, it moved easily in the turbulence of the void.

The giant black turtle seemed to have sensed something strange and suddenly stopped with a rumbling sound. It stopped in the turbulence, raised its majestic head, and two dark and eerie beams of light shot out from its pupils and projected forward.

The next moment, two eerie beams of light appeared across the light curtain, facing the expressionless green-haired old man from a distance.

The black giant turtle was stunned, and its two black eyes retracted instantly. A complex and incomprehensible look flashed across its pupils, as if it was ashamed and embarrassed. After hesitating for a while, the black giant turtle still lowered its head slightly, and a rumbling sound came out of its mouth:
"Fushan greets Taoist Master Jiuyuan!"

The loud noise instantly enveloped the void near the silver peak. Wherever it passed, the turbulent flow solidified and the omnipresent vitality of heaven and earth seemed to be still, as if time and space had stagnated.

While performing the ceremony with great respect, it seemed as if he was also warning the people in the Samsara Hall on the Silver Peak. The countless insect-like little people on the surface of the Silver Peak suddenly became chaotic.

The green-haired old man looked around, waved his hand expressionlessly, and replied calmly: "The Turtle Spirit lineage has already dispersed, and I am now just a hermit in the mountains who does not fight with the world. Forget the title of Taoist master. Where is the Nine Nether Emperor?"

The old man's last low roar was enough to make the huge silver peak hum through the light curtain.

The next moment, a purple-robed Taoist figure with an extremely ethereal aura suddenly leaped out from the silver peak. Behind him, there were several slightly blurry figures, looking back and forth as if facing a great enemy, seemingly very shocked by the exposure of the headquarters of the Hall of Samsara.

The purple-robed Taoist had a very warm smile on his face and bowed calmly.

"I am Jiuyou, so I am not worthy of being called the Emperor by you. You, Fushan, call you the Daoist Master of Jiuyuan. I guess you are the one who is known as the one who controls the catastrophe and destroys Jiuyuan, suppresses the Xuanhuang Ruoshui, controls the birth and death of the universe, controls the reincarnation of the Tianhe River, and is the only Xuanwu True Spirit in this world who has reached the 'Tongxuan Realm', right?

I, a junior student, have long heard of your great name. I wonder why you have come to the headquarters of the Samsara Palace?"

You should not hit a smiling person. The green-haired old man was helpless to be flattered by the other party, but he had to do Xuyang's business, so he could only pretend to be arrogant:
"Hmph! Don't be polite. I'm here to ask for punishment. I brought a few young turtle spirits with me to the sea between the Nanming and Nanli continents. Seeing the beautiful scenery, I temporarily settled there to live in seclusion. I have lived in peace with the world for hundreds of thousands of years, but in recent years, there are always some troubles that come to me! It makes me very distressed!
First, there was a golden immortal wearing a reincarnation mask who coveted the origin of the laws of the young man I valued most, and wanted to use ruthless force to refine it into an immortal weapon. Fortunately, I gave him the Qiankun treasure for self-defense, so he was lucky enough to kill me. I endured it!
It’s not over yet. Only ten days later, another group of bastards from Heaven came, shouting for war and killing. How could I tolerate it!

But today, three more Taiyi came, spreading their divine thoughts wantonly, and came to make trouble again, Jiuyou! Are you, the Samsara Palace, bullying me, an old man? Or have I ruined some grand plan of your Samsara Palace?

If you want to start a war, just say so! The True Spirit lineage is not extinct yet!"

The green-haired old man kept making up stories until he seemed to believe them all. He felt very aggrieved and suddenly he roared with such madness that he wanted to destroy everything. Even the purple-robed Taoist statue shook and took three steps back on the silver peak before he could barely stop.

(I'll see how things go after dinner. I took my mom to get a massage and bone correction today. I'm a little tired after driving for half a day. I'll see if I can write another chapter. If it's too late, don't wait. I might fall into a daze.) (End of this chapter)