Countless historical scenes flooded into his mind, including the swordplay of dynasties fighting for hegemony, the displaced people, and the devastating scenes of demons and evil spirits. Jiang Mo took in everything at a glance, and quickly determined that this was a long period of time in the early Ming Dynasty, with an authority of more than 160 a short pause, Jiang Mo's consciousness returned to the real world. At this time, old man Tu Zhu slowly handed him a yellowed scripture and said kindly: "Fellow Daoist, many secret realms know about your search for the innate physique." "Although I don't know why you are looking for them, but it is a courtesy to reciprocate. In the past, your ancestor left the set of Xianwu Zhenjing in the Renwu Sect." "Now, I dare to present this volume of the secret realm of refining the Chaos Body to you, fellow Taoist. I hope that our two sects can become friends." Hearing this, Jiang Mo suddenly smiled, and without being polite to the old man, he took it generously and thanked him loudly: "Since you have asked me to do so, I will be very honored to accept your offer. Thank you!" The gestation of his Chaos Dao Body clone went smoothly. However, in terms of cultivation, there are still many gaps that need to be explored, and it is not clear how to refine the secret realm. Now there is a path of experience explored by predecessors, which can save a lot of time and detours. Naturally, Jiang Mo has no reason to refuse. If all goes well, his chaos clone will be the first to become the new master. Moreover, his physical body is strong enough to break the void and cross the universe. He has many opportunities to go beyond the sky and explore secret realms. His prospects are unlimited. "You're welcome. You're joking, fellow Taoist." Tu Zhu slowly stroked the pale beard on his chin with his skinny fingers, and he smiled particularly happily. Basically every generation of masters has mastered this kind of inheritance method, but they never have the opportunity to use it.
Chaos bodies are too rare, with only a few appearing in thousands of years. Even if they continue to hide in the sect's building and collect dust, it is meaningless. It is better to do a favor. The masters of the two sects talked for a long time in this ancient stone chamber. Finally, the old man asked Jiang Mo to take away several portraits that once depicted the heroic figure of the Trinity Patriarch. However, after opening the scrolls and seeing the appearance of the young Trinity Patriarch, Jiang Mo couldn't help but be slightly stunned. The person in the portrait was about 70% similar to him. "Hehe, huh?" "When I first saw you, I was also surprised. I didn't expect you to be so similar to Patriarch Sanyi." Tu Zhu saw Jiang Mo's slightly changed expression and spoke with interest. "picture." Even Jiang Mo admitted what the old man said. This resemblance was that they looked a little bit similar, but their spirits were very similar, just like when he first met Lu Jin in his early years, he felt that this junior looked like his senior brother Zuo Rutong. However, Jiang Mo knew clearly that he was not the reincarnation of Patriarch Trinity at all. This was nothing more than a coincidence. What's more, the three levels of reverse rebirth and the true method that he cultivated were originally meant to replicate the ancestor's innate Taoist body as closely as possible. Perhaps influenced by this, they looked more and more alike, but they were ultimately not the same person. In this world, when any living being dies, the body turns into decay, nourishing all things, while the soul disappears into nothingness, seeping into all things. The Trinity Patriarch passed away at an old age, and after his burial, everything that belonged to him was completely gone. People are nothing more than products of the environment. There are reincarnations, but there are no reincarnations. Jiang Mo is Jiang Mo, a younger generation who rose in later generations, and he merely has certain similarities with the ancestor. "I will take these scrolls back with me. Thank you, Senior." "It's okay, fellow Taoist, please come and visit often. I'll see you off." Tu Zhu walked away step by step, leaning on his crutches. After completing the relevant matters of this trip, Jiang Mo obtained the fragments of the history book of time and the Chaos Refining Sutra. He did not stay in Wuzong for long and left on the same day. Jiang Mo returned to Trinity Gate and continued his boring practice, refining the fragments of the history book of time and reading the ancient book of chaos. A few months later, the ten great Dao body clones that had been nurtured in the Heavenly Kingdom were released by Jiang Mo all at once and sent to travel around the world. At this moment, in addition to his strongest original body, he also has thirteen innate Taoist clones that are all controlled by his consciousness. New memories and insights emerge in his mind all the time, and the prospects are unlimited. A few years later, he might be the first person in Tianyuan's history. Fourteen masters, all from the same person, how terrifying.
In the summer of 2024, more than four years have passed since the three demon kings, who were once allies, went into seclusion to refine their secret realm. In early June, unusual movements were reported from inland, with black and white light rising into the sky. It was not the emergence of a new secret realm, but the birth of a new master! The first demon master in the era of spiritual energy revival - Tianma Yuemin. The terrifying roar shook thousands of miles away, demonstrating its supreme power. Overnight, the demon tribe that had been dispersed by it, as well as its most elite confidants, all rushed to its support from all over the place. It was also on June 6 that a gentle and elegant old figure, carrying a large amount of treasures, came to the Trinity Gate and entered the Sutra Library to meet Jiang Mo. "It's been a few years since we last met. Congratulations, old man!" Jiang Mo, who was sitting quietly on a bamboo chair, heard footsteps approaching. He put down the ancient book and looked sideways. Yue Min, who was in high spirits, was walking slowly towards him with a slight smile. Its entire body seemed to have been reborn, its blood was as rich as an active volcano, and it had achieved a leap in the level of life. "Thanks to Xuanzun's care, I am fortunate to have this opportunity. This time I came here, I brought some rare treasures, I hope Xuanzun will accept them." After saying that, Yue Min skillfully approached Jiang Mo, found a bamboo chair to sit on, and handed him an exquisitely woven animal skin bag. "Just put it there." Jiang Mo smiled faintly and motioned the old man to just put it on the table. The demon king Yue Min looked at the man approaching and felt more and more incredible. Over the past four years, it has risen from a mid-level demon king to a top-level demon king by refining the secret realm and becoming a master, but it cannot see Jiang Mo's true cultivation level at this moment. The gap in strength is so immeasurable and unpredictable compared to four years ago that it is like heaven and earth. If Yue Min in the past could have lasted dozens of rounds in Jiang Mo's hands, then now his intuition is that if both sides are serious, it is uncertain whether he can even last one round. Thinking of this, Yue Min couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He had some questions to ask Jiang Mo, but he didn't know where to start, and seemed a little hesitant for a moment. "Your clan land can't be taken back." "I tried my best to get it back, but the Shenlin Sect crushed and destroyed the place a long time ago." Jiang Mo could sense Yue Min's emotions and knew what he was thinking, so he simply told him the cruel truth. "." The wrinkles on the old man's face trembled suddenly, and an unconcealable sadness flashed across his eyes. Even though I was mentally prepared, I still couldn't help but remain silent when I heard the news with my own ears. The Pegasus clan wandered for thousands of years and were almost wiped out by the Shenlin Sect. Their ancestral land was gone, their clansmen were gone, and in the end only it and a younger brother were left, barely surviving in the world, practicing desperately, and risking their lives to become a master, all for the sake of taking back their former ancestral land. Now that his ancestral land is gone, the old man feels empty inside, as if his chest is being hit by a hammer weighing billions of tons, making him feel so depressed that he can hardly breathe. Seeing the old man's silent sadness, Jiang Mo did not say anything. He just poured a cup of hot tea and placed it in front of the old man, giving him some time to relax. During the long wait, the only sound was the rustling of flipping papers. After a long time, Yue Min held the teacup, adjusted his mood, took a sip, and chatted with Jiang Mo about his experiences of transcending tribulations in the secret realm over the years, and how he had brushed past the brink of death several times. Then, it raises a question: "Xuan Zun, you have destroyed the Samsara Palace, Chengtian Dao Sect and other sects in the past few years. Why did you only leave the Shenlin Sect and seal it? Is there something tricky?" "It's hard to say, but I made a deal with them. I used a secret in exchange for their Daoist sect to continue to exist in this world and be forever trapped in the secret realm." Jiang Mo spoke as if nothing had happened.
These words were like a bolt from the blue to Yue Min. His pupils shrank sharply, his heart trembled, and he tried to calm down his complicated emotions. His expression was tense and helpless. What is the secret that could allow Xuan Zun, who kills without blinking an eye, to continue to allow the sect's Taoist tradition that once waged a war against him to the death to continue? If I insist on revenge, which side will Xuanzun be on? At this moment, Yue Min was in a state of confusion. He was extremely unwilling to stand against this human friend one day. But driven by racial hatred, it could not remain indifferent to the existence of the Shenlin Sect after its strength reached the peak. Even if it was beaten to a bloody pulp and died, it would never give in. "Then will Xuanzun allow me to do what I should do?" Yue Min was filled with melancholy, as if he had used up all his strength to ask the question he didn't want to ask but had to ask. "meeting." "Before we concluded the agreement, I said that I would not interfere in your feud. If you have the ability to kill all of their clan, I will naturally acquiesce." Jiang Mo's tone was as calm as ever. Read the error-free version at 69shuba! 6=9+shu_ba is the first to publish this novel. "What are those formations outside the secret realm?" "I dealt with the trap they had set up before. At that time, I was not sure I could get in and get out intact, so I planned to lock them in and destroy them within ten years. Later, I used some special means to lure out all the masters and killed them all." "How many masters are left in the Shenlin Sect now?" Yue Min suddenly felt that the opportunity was right in front of him and he was eager to try it. "One of them was locked up on North Kolai Island by me and the old man from the Feixian Sect. He was used as a vessel to summon their ancient ancestor. His strength is not something you can challenge now." Jiang Mo said it very bluntly, "You are the new master, and the other party is the oldest master in the core secret realm of the Shenlin Sect. The difference in strength between you is not a few times, but dozens of times." "It's meaningless to go there in your current state." This is not an exaggeration. Jiang Mo has fought with Yunxu Zhenjun before. This man's strength was almost on par with that of the Feixian Master back then. Outside the secret realm, killing ordinary masters is like a piece of cake for him. He can execute them with just one or a few moves. "Since I can't deal with him, can't I settle accounts with his disciples?" "Xuan Zun, could you open the formation outside the Shenlin Secret Realm and let me go in and massacre everyone?" Yue Min asked. "I can send you in, but I also tell you that even if they don't have a Master there, you can't go in." Jiang Mo sighed slightly. "Why?!" Yue Min remained calm and did not act rashly or contradict others. Instead, he asked questions sincerely and humbly because he knew that Jiang Mo would not harm him. "Because the world there is not our world." Jiang Mo did not hide the deal he had made with the two ancient ancestors Shen Lin, and repeated all the past conversations to Yue Min. The old man's pupils grew bigger and bigger, he was very shocked. He didn't expect that in the distant other side of time and space, there were still a few immortal beings in the Shenlin Sect, gazing at this world across the long river of time. "That secret realm is a secret realm from another time and space. It's hard to say what kind of negative impact you will suffer if you enter there."
"Moreover, there may be other means in this Shenlin Sect that are enough to threaten your life. This is one of the most powerful sects in the Middle-earth. Its foundation is deep and unfathomable, far beyond what you can shake now." "Just the talismans, magic tools, and protective formations left by their ancestors, once they are fully revived, killing you will not be a problem." "In addition, the number of Daojun in their sect is unknown. Those are all immortals sealed in blood coffins. Even if they cannot inherit the secret realm, their strength is not weak at all." Jiang Mo helped Yue Min analyze all the hidden dangers in one breath, and then said: "Old sir, we have known each other for a while, so you might as well listen to my advice: sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood." "Of course, if you insist on going forward now, I am willing to help you open the formation." "It's up to you to decide." "." A trace of struggle flashed in Yue Min's eyes. He had the body of a master and was almost immortal, but he was worried that there were people in the Shenlin Sect who could move time and space at any time. In this way, he would be cutting off Jiang Mo's source of information from the outside world. "They are willing to say what they should say, and they have their own ways to justify and deceive people about what they cannot say. To me, it doesn't matter whether they kill or not, or whether they escape or not." Jiang Mo raised a smile, he respected all the decisions made by Yue Min. "No, Xuanzun, you are right. Now is not the best opportunity." "Since that old ghost Yunxu has been imprisoned by you and the Feixian Master, even if the disciple they recruit is amazing and has a congenital physique, it will take at least a hundred years for him to become a master. During this hundred years, I have enough time to try." "Even if he becomes the Master, so what? I will kill him anyway!" Yue Min took a deep breath, then exhaled gently, made up his mind, his eyes suddenly became sharp and firm, and said: "Wait until my brother comes out of seclusion." "If it succeeds, my brothers and I will join forces to attack the Shenlin Secret Realm. We will take our own life and death responsibility. I hope Xuanzun will let us go." "it is good." Jiang Mo promised immediately: "Then I wish you two good luck." Yue Min stood up, bowed deeply, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thanks to Xuanzun for his care, I am very grateful." "You and I are allies, there is no need for such empty formalities." Jiang Mo helped the old man to stand up. "Since Xuanzun is looking for the fragments of the Book of Time, I am willing to travel the nine provinces for you and visit the fiefs of the major demon kings. If there is such a thing, I will definitely get it for you no matter what the price!" Yue Min's words were powerful, and he wanted to repay Jiang Mo's kindness. "Is it hard to refuse such a kind invitation? Then I'll trouble you, old man, to go there in person." "It doesn't matter whether there is a result or not. After all, nature hides things by themselves. The more you try to find them, the less you can find them. More haste makes waste. It's better to let nature take its course." Jiang Mo smiled gently, indicating that there was no need to rush, and pressed Yue Min's shoulder to let him sit down. "If you have free time, you can come to my place anytime, drink a cup of tea or two, and chat." (End of this chapter)