12dz Chapter 147 The Awakening of the Sacred Tree
Chapter 147 The Awakening of the Sacred Tree
The imperial capital of Daxia.
Taikang City.
Emperor Xia sat behind the imperial desk.
Opposite him stood a white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man was none other than Zhu Huang, the head of the Shen Ji Pavilion.
If there were an outsider here, he would be surprised.
It is obvious that Zhu Huang is a thousand-year-old monster and of a very high generation.
Moreover, Emperor Xia’s cultivation was only at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, while Zhu Huang was at the stage of the Spiritual Transformation.
As a result, it was Emperor Xia who was sitting at this time, while Zhu Huang was standing obediently.
"Master."
Emperor Xia addressed him respectfully, but his body remained as steady as a mountain. "Why did you retreat in the Ancient Mountains this time? Did the Lord of the Mist take action?"
Zhu Huang's eyes flashed with fear, and he said solemnly: "Your Majesty, it was not the Lord of the Mist who took action."
Emperor Xia was surprised when he heard this: "It wasn't the Lord of the Mist who took action?"
Obviously he didn't expect Zhu Huang to say this.
Zhu Huang frowned, "When I wanted to destroy all the demons in the Misty Forbidden Zone, I sensed a will no less powerful than mine surrounding me, which made me feel like a thorn in my side.
I cannot determine the source of this will, but I can be sure that it is not the Lord of Mist.
Because of this great battle, the will of the Mist Lord has always been in the core of the Mist Forbidden Zone and has not moved. "
Emperor Xia stood up, walked out from behind the imperial desk, and paced back and forth: "So, there are probably two fifth-level beings in the Misty Forbidden Zone?"
This incident moved him deeply.
"good."
Zhu Huang said in a deep voice.
Emperor Xia thought for a while, and then said: "Grandmaster, I'd like to trouble you to go to Luofu Mountain and ask Luofu Tianshi what he thinks of the Misty Forbidden Zone."
"it is good."
Zhu Huang nodded and walked outside.
When he was almost at the door, he paused and said, "Your Majesty, the current situation in the world is about to get out of control, and you have already reached the Nascent Soul stage.
It can completely carry the past. I wonder when you will officially return?"
Emperor Xia fell silent for a moment and said, "Don't worry. This matter cannot afford any mistakes. I don't know why I went to the natural spiritual land last time.
What went wrong?
Therefore, I need to complete it again."
Zhu Huang felt relieved.
Given the current situation in the world, Emperor Xia, who is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, cannot suppress the world at all.
Similar things have happened in the past.
The emperors at the end of the dynasty also had poor cultivation, which led to their inability to control the world and eventually the collapse of the dynasty.
Fortunately.
God still protects Daxia.
No one in the world knows that this generation of Emperor Xia is dead.
Thirty years ago, this generation of Emperor Xia failed in his bid for the throne.
He then took action to turn the tide, helping this generation of Emperor Xia to turn defeat into victory and ascend the throne.
But this is just what the world believes to be the truth.
In fact, this generation's Xia Emperor Zhao Yan died when he failed in the competition for the throne.
A junior from the Great Xia royal family was not qualified to ask for help.
The truth of the matter is that this generation's Emperor Xia Zhao Yan died, and then Zhao Jiang, the Emperor of Xia who revived the Great Xia a thousand years ago, was resurrected.
A thousand years ago, he was Zhao Jiang's tutor.
I remember how talented Zhao Jiang was back then.
Although he is in the age of spiritual decline, he can still achieve the peak state of transformation.
Then he retired in time, sealed his soul, and waited for resurrection in the future.
Even a master like him was shocked by this ability to change fate.
Only a certain kind of person could make Zhu Huang willingly assist him.
Today, the world is full of vitality.
Zhu Huang believed that Zhao Jiang would be able to break through the limits of the spirit transformation and glimpse into the supreme mystery of the void.
"Refining the void."
Zhu Huang's eyes were full of longing.
What a mysterious realm it is for monks.
And in today's Daxia, he believed that the first person to step into this realm must be Zhao Jiang.
By that time, he also had Zhao Jiang's breakthrough experience, and he was able to be promoted smoothly.
After Zhu Huang left, the calmness in Emperor Xia's eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by coldness and ridicule.
"Immortal thing."
Emperor Xia waved his sleeves.
Luzhou.
Luofu Mountain.
When Zhu Huang arrived, the disciples from Luofu Mountain had already come out to greet him.
If it were any other Daxia official, Luofushan would definitely not be so enthusiastic, and might even be too lazy to pay attention.
But Zhu Huang is different.
This is the Pavilion Master of the Shen Ji Pavilion, one of the few great gods in the world today.
Soon, Zhu Huang met the contemporary Luofu Heavenly Master, Zuo Jurong.
"Master Zhu, I know why you are here. Let me tell you the fortune."
Zuo Jurong looks very young, perhaps in his early thirties.
But in fact, he is only a few years younger than Zhu Huang, and is also a thousand-year-old monster.
Zuo Jurong took out the yarrow and tortoise shell.
His technique of divination was based on ancient divination.
The way of divination is to first divine and then predict.
Zuo Jurong first used yarrow to divination.
"The Azure Dragon brings harmony to all things, while the Vermillion Bird brings official documents.
Gou Chen fights for land in the world, and Teng Snake appears in the dream very obediently..."
He chanted and shook the yarrow barrel in his hand.
After a moment, the yarrow fell out of the barrel.
Glancing at the number of yarrows on the stone table, Zuo Jurong's expression was solemn: "Very ominous."
He then began to use tortoise shells to tell fortunes.
Misty mountains.
"The power of the mist has finally completed its promotion."
The eyelids of the little soul in the divine star moved slightly, as if it was about to wake up.
Then, it sensed something.
Invisible lines of void appeared in the sky above the foggy restricted area.
If you perceive carefully, you will find that the pattern formed by these void patterns is a tortoise shell.
hum!
The little soul opened his eyes.
Two invisible rays of light shot straight into the sky.
At the same time, the tortoise shell pattern in the sky was immediately shot apart.
Luofu Mountain.
Zuo Jurong, who was fortune-telling, suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
"Heavenly Master."
The Luofu Mountain disciples nearby were all horrified.
"Master Zuo."
Zhu Huang's pupils also shrank.
Zuo Jurong waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.
Then, he looked deeply towards the foggy mountains, with deep fear hidden in the depths of his eyes.
At this moment, he recalled a sentence his master had said: "I dare not calculate all the divinations, for I fear the unpredictable laws of nature; I dare not feel too deeply, for I fear it is all just a dream."
The master is a man of great passion and was very romantic when he was young. After he entered the Taoism, he had an emotional entanglement with the senior from Wang Ling Palace, and then they became enemies.
He couldn't understand this aspect.
But today he truly had a deep understanding of the first half of the sentence.
The laws of nature are truly unpredictable.
When fortune-telling, one must always have a sense of awe.
"Master Zhu, I am not feeling well and I am afraid I cannot entertain you."
Zuo Jurong sighed.
Zhu Huang stared at Zuo Jurong and said, "Master Zuo, can you tell me something about the hexagram?"
Zuo Jurong did not answer, but said to his disciples: "Send the guest away."
Zhu Huang could only say goodbye.
After all, Zuo Jurong was injured because of him, so he naturally couldn't continue to force the other party.
Moreover, Zuo Jurong's attitude was actually indirectly telling him the hexagram.
That is, the hexagram is probably the most disastrous of all disastrous events.
Only in this way did Zuo Jurong dare not speak.
This made Zhu Huang worried after he came down the mountain.
Foggy restricted area.
The little man of the Yuanshen looked thoughtful: "I didn't expect that there are such masters in Daxia. It seems that Daxia should not be underestimated."
As his cultivation level increases, his understanding of the world becomes deeper.
Daxia is like a deep pool.
The water on the surface of the pool is nothing; the real things are hidden in the deep pool.
However, the forces in the deep pool obviously have a tacit understanding.
In other words, they are all busy vying for opportunities and competing with fate, and have no time to care about the mundane affairs of this world.
But this situation will obviously not last long.
Today, the world situation, after more than a year of chaos, has gradually stabilized.
This means that all the major forces have divided up the achievements and opportunities of the early days of Lingxing.
Those forces hidden in the deep pool may gradually surface.
Yuanshen quickly closed his eyes.
Su Mu regained his composure.
The general trend of the world is indeed of great significance.
But this has little to do with him.
What he needs to do is to constantly improve himself.
As long as his strength and that of the Misty Forbidden Zone continues to improve.
Then no matter how big the storm outside is, it cannot shake the status of the foggy restricted area.
He is strong by him, the breeze blows the hills; he is horizontal by him, and the bright moon shines on the river!
No matter how wind blows from east to west, north or south, I will remain unmoved!
Su Mu's thoughts shifted to his own data panel.
The power of mist has been promoted to the tenth level.
This time, the promotion of the power of fog took seven days.
This also means that the tenth-order power of fog is destined to be extremely extraordinary.
Su Mu emptied his mind.
Then, he felt his thoughts spreading rapidly in all directions.
In just a moment, his thoughts enveloped the entire foggy restricted area.
That's right.
His mind had merged with the fog.
In other words, the fog is the power of his thinking.
Although his thoughts could merge with the fog before, the situation is different now.
At that time, his mind and the fog were not yet one.
The simplest point is that it took him about thirty breaths to extend his thoughts to the edge of the fog.
This shows that his thoughts extend into the fog and are only transmitted through the fog.
But it's different now.
With just a thought, his mind can reach any place in the foggy restricted area.
Let me put it more bluntly.
That was his thinking, as if it had become the law of nature in the foggy restricted area!
His thoughts enveloped the entire foggy restricted area.
Swish!
The next moment, Su Mu's mind moved slightly.
A mist snake appeared at the edge of the mist restricted area.
This mist snake was condensed by Su Mu's mind.
Then the mist snake transformed into a human being, and then into various creatures.
In the fog restricted area, Su Mu can control the fog and make it change in a myriad of ways.
For a while, Su Mu had a lot of fun.
Men are young until they die.
Su Mu looks like a tree on the outside, but his soul is that of a human man.
So, to some extent, he also has a playful heart.
Fortunately, no one knew this.
Otherwise, Su Mu's image as the lofty Lord of the Divine Tree would probably collapse.
An hour later.
Su Mu ended the fun.
Because Huang Shuling and other Mist Generals are back.
"Come see me."
A faint voice sounded.
"Master Shenshu, have you finished your retreat?"
All the generals in the Mist were delighted and quickly came to meet Su Mu.
"Master Shenshu."
Huang Shuling said with pride, "When you were in seclusion, a meteorite fell from the sky, and hundreds of thousands of cultivators invaded the northeastern area of the Ancient Mountains.
We did not lose the prestige of the Misty Forbidden Zone, defeated these hundreds of thousands of monks, killed 100,000 monks, and won a great victory. "
"You guys did a great job."
Su Mu was not surprised by this and continued to praise him.
This battle brought him a huge amount of life, which was even more exaggerated than the battle against Nanzhao Kingdom.
The main reason is that the monks who died in this battle were generally more powerful than those monks from Nanzhao Kingdom.
At this moment, the total lifespan in Su Mu's data panel has reached 1.1 million.
He himself had reaped such a huge reward, so naturally he would not be stingy in rewarding his capable subordinates.
Immediately, Su Mu sent down the spiritual rain again.
This spiritual rain was under his control.
In fact, he distributed the spiritual fluid of life in the form of spiritual rain.
In previous wars, the greater the merits of the creatures, the more spiritual rain they received.
The scale of this spiritual rain far exceeds the previous ones.
To this end, Su Mu consumed a full 100,000 years of his lifespan.
But it's still worth it.
Even if he consumed 100,000 years of his lifespan, Su Mu still had a million years of lifespan left.
Seeing the creatures in the mist immersed in the spiritual rain, Su Mu changed his mind and focused on the Tongbei Ape.
To be precise, it was a piece of duckweed that fell into the hands of the ape.