The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality? - Chapter 368

Chapter 368: When you meet Dongjun, you will understand

 In ASEAN, Qi Yuan’s figure fell.

 Suddenly, several titled martial masters came forward to greet him.

“It is truly an honor for ASEAN to have Your Excellency join ASEAN.”

The leader is an old man with flowing white hair and a few antlers on his head. He looks quite immortal.

 Shensou Wu, the leader of Qi Yuan, had informed him about Qi Yuan’s affairs before he came back.

 This stronghold in ASEAN has three titled military masters and hundreds of military masters.

The rest of the martial masters are of low strength and are standing at the back. The great martial master is in the front and the ordinary martial master is at the end. They are not even qualified to say hello to Qi Yuan.

These ordinary warrior masters looked at Qi Yuan in awe, with admiration in their eyes.

 “You still don’t know your name? I’m an old man, Black Deer.” The old man said.

 Qi Yuan glanced at the old man and said lightly: “Qi Yuan.”

 At the beginning, disaster struck and his lover died.

The female titled Martial Master next to him said: “If it were me, I don’t think I can do this.

 Dongjun is a true gentleman, the only saint in the world! “

 ASEAN’s library contains all the books in the world, and many of the secrets of the world are recorded.

 “It’s a joke, don’t be angry.

 He could have escaped from this world, uninvolved, unaffected by cause and effect.

 But in order to protect the world of his lover, he still chose to stay here and fight against the disaster on his own.

“I heard that Dongjun has a lover?” Qi Yuan continued to ask.

Mr. Qi, would you like to go in and take a look? Are there any necessary records about the spiritual realm warrior master? “

 The Fatty Martial Master was a little confused when he saw this.

Heilu Martial Lord also had admiration in his eyes.

There are all kinds of secrets, but there is no spiritual realm martial master.

Dongjun is not from this world. His lover was born in this world, so he came to this world.

“In the beginning, the sky was filled with black crows, and the world was about to be destroyed.

 What do you mean by looking at me like this?

 Qi Yuan didn’t care about these small actions and said, “Can I ask Dongjun’s Wall in advance?”

“Die Mao, this lord has the same name as the person you are looking for. Could it be him? Hehe, do you want to go up and ask?”

Heilu Martial Lord continues to show goodwill.

  Martial Lord Black Deer couldn’t help but look at Martial Lord Fatty, his eyes meaningful.

 He was thinking whether the male and female protagonists in the mural were Dongjun.

Heilu Martial Master nodded: “In these years, Dongjun not only resisted the disaster alone, but also created mountains and seas with the brush of Shanhe Sheji, in order to resurrect the Taoist couple.

However, what should you do if the Qi Yuan you are looking for is this Your Majesty? “

Hearing this, Qi Yuan was a little disappointed: “By the way, what kind of person is Dong Jun? Have you seen him?”

“Well, I have someone. I’ve searched through the library and couldn’t find it.”

 At the mention of Dongjun, many of the martial masters on the field showed awe.

“Dongjun not only has great justice and great love, but he is also a seed of infatuation.

Without Dongjun here, we would have perished long ago and disappeared into the mist of history. “The voice of the Black Deer Martial Master was quite low.

Dongjun stepped forward, fought against the disaster with his own strength, turned the tide, and found a glimmer of life for us in a desperate situation.

Warrior Master Heilu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: “Mr. Qi is quite familiar with our ASEAN Library.”

 I probably took the body away and away from the whirlpool. “

 “It turns out to be Martial Master Qi Yuan!” Martial Master Heilu said politely.

This kind of admiration cannot be faked.

 The two communicate through sound transmission.

 Only after the Ancestral Blood War is over, the wall of Dongjun can be seen. “Martial Lord Black Deer looked embarrassed.

“Sorry, we really can’t do it unless we don’t want to.

At this time, among the group of martial masters, a martial master sent a message.

“No need to look, there’s nothing inside.” Qi Yuan yawned.

Heilu Martial Master looked at Qi Yuan: “I heard that Mr. Qi Yuan has been searching for the Spiritual Realm Martial Master.

“What else can be done? I will just peel off that part of the bloodline.”

“Go away, what I’m looking for is the little King of Martial Arts. How can he be the Titled Martial Lord? Don’t talk nonsense!”

As long as the Taoist couple is resurrected and they join forces, they can fight against the catastrophe! “

 The ASEAN Library, Shenlei Laoden and others had already visited it all.

 “Oh? Why are you resurrected? It’s so urgent.” Qi Yuan was very moved.

 He now wants to achieve the state of Purple Mansion. He has the Purple Qi, but he still lacks the Underworld.

 He had no idea how to be resurrected.

“The spirit of Taoist couple Dongjun is scattered in the scrolls of mountains and seas.

The scrolls of mountains and seas are the key to resurrecting the Taoist couple of Dongjun and the key to reshaping the world.

 We reenact the past history time and time again, reviving the memory of Dongjun Taoist monk bit by bit, or in other words, reshaping the memory of the past.

 But Dongjun’s Taoist companion is too strong, and the creatures in the mountain and sea scroll cannot bear it.

 So, the spirit of Dongjun Taoist couple is also divided into many parts.

Each copy awakens the memories of the past and replays the original path.

 Finally, before the dawn begins, the scroll of mountains and seas collides with the place of end.

 All the spirits become one, and Dongjun’s Taoist companion will be revived.

 The restarted history in the mountain and sea scrolls will also replace the history of the ending place.

 The history of this world will change.

 The dead will also be resurrected. “

Heilu Martial Lord said a lot.

 This is also more complicated.

 According to him, Dongjun’s plan is divided into two parts. One is to resurrect the Taoist monks, and the other is to revive and resurrect the fallen people in the mountains and seas scrolls, and finally truly resurrect them.

 Replace the historical trend of the world’s destined demise with the integrated history of mountains and seas.

“Oh, is it similar to cloning? Implanting memories?” Qi Yuan concluded.

 Simply put, it is to clone a group of people and then let them act on TV. With their original memories, they can regard themselves as the actors.

“But in this case…the creatures in the End will perish?” Qi Yuan asked.

“When the dawn sounds, this world will be truly silent, and they cannot avoid it.” said the Black Deer Martial Master.

 The female warrior master said: “If you can meet a man like Dongjun, you will have no regrets in this life.”

  A male warrior master lamented: “Watching a world, planning for thousands of years, just to resurrect my lover, this relationship is really difficult to let go.”

 The other warrior masters all had the same idea.

　　　If it were them, it would be difficult for them to do what Dongjun did.

“Indeed, it’s so touching. One should be buried in the North Pole and the other in the South Pole.” Qi Yuan complained casually.

 “What does this mean?” Martial Lord Heilu asked in confusion.

 “It’s nothing.” Qi Yuan didn’t bother to explain.

“Mr. Qi Yuan, come, ASEAN has prepared a welcoming banquet for you!” Martial Lord Heilu walked out of his previous memories and returned to business again.

 “Let’s go.” Qi Yuan did not refuse.

 …

  One day later.

 Qi Yuan opened his eyes, with a rare look of confusion in his eyes.

“It’s too difficult, it’s too difficult. It’s too difficult to build an underworld. It’s even harder than a high number.” After hearing about Dongjun’s resurrecting Taoist monks with scrolls of mountains and seas, Qi Yuan wondered if he could learn from them and use them to create Hell.

 But no matter how he deduced, the result he got was…false.

What was created, according to anime, are just two similar flowers.

“It seems that I am still too weak. I can’t even achieve a real resurrection without refining the false into the real. Could it be that I can only create a beggar’s version of the underworld?”

 Qi Yuan was a little sad.

 They are already living in a bungalow. How embarrassing would it be if they created a beggar’s version of the underworld?

 It is estimated that junior sister Jiang Lingsu will dislike him.

 “Looks like I have to blackmail this game.”

When the Liufeng Realm was still the Mortal Heart Realm, Qi Yuan often blackmailed Heavenly Dao and gained a lot.

 He looked up at the sky and became disappointed again.

 “There is no way in this **** world!”

 How to blackmail if there is no way of heaven?

 As for replacing it?

 Forget it, he’s not interested in this.

“But I can discuss it with my daughter when I have time. She is visualizing the earth, and she should know a lot about the underworld.” Qi Yuan thought this way.

 “Lord God!” At this moment, a voice sounded.

 A headless, burly body appeared and stood beside Qi Yuan.

Although he was trying his best to suppress it, Qi Yuan could still feel the powerful and surging fighting spirit.

If it is not suppressed and this fighting spirit is allowed to boil over, all the creatures in the Origin Land may explode and die.

 This is the power of Yangshen.

It can be said that each of these divine infants in Qi Yuan has the strength to swallow the land of origin.

However, they were always respectful in front of Qi Yuan, just like they were in Qingshui Village.

“Master Lingzhong, you are here, how is your discussion going?” Qi Yuan looked at the headless ancient god.

The Great Lord Ling Zhong has lived an extremely long time. He participated in the Battle of Hongtang and once saw the Virgin Mary.

 Later, he gave Qi Yuan the “fish” that the Virgin Mary left to Qi Yuan, and also allowed Qi Yuan to obtain the Devouring Primarch.

 The concept he obtained was that of the God of War, Xingtian.

　　represents endless fighting spirit and… perseverance.

Although Qi Yuan came to the place of origin, he still thought that he could return to the place of ending at any time.

 Let them be responsible for this matter.

 What Qi Yuan asked was, if he wanted to return to the place of the end, how should he go back?

“The two emperors Su and Hu said that they could turn their bodies into bridges and build them across the Black Sea to communicate between the past and the future.

 If you need it, the two of them can carry you at any time. “Xing Tian said.

The two emperors Su and Hu were also powerful ancient gods in Qi Yuan’s view.

 These two are respectively the Emperor of the South Sea and the Emperor of the North Sea.

 Already existed before Pangu opened heaven.

 In Qi Yuan’s memory, Emperors Su and Hu were good friends with Chaos.

 Chaos is formless, formless, and integrated.

The two emperors Shu and Hu were very happy with Chaos, so they opened seven orifices for Chaos.

One day a hole is dug, and in seven days the person dies in chaos.

 The two emperors Su and Hu controlled powers similar to time and space.

 In this special game, the body becomes a bridge that can connect the past and the future.

Of course, this is related to the background of this game.

 There is a strong connection between the place of origin and the place of end.

Of course, if the two emperors suddenly reach the realm imagined by Qi Yuan, they may not be limited to this world.

“Not bad, not bad, there are many capable people in Blue Star!” Qi Yuan was quite excited, “I will look for them when I need them, so just step back and tell others to practice hard and improve your strength. Maybe… there will be a tough battle to fight. .”

 “As ordered.” Lingzhong bowed his head and disappeared.

Qi Yuan was the only one left in the hall.

About an hour passed, a voice sounded and spread throughout the hall.

“Brother Qi Yuan, the battle of ancestral blood has begun, please move forward.”

“good.”

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, his figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he appeared on a high tower.

The tower is 30,000 feet high, with a circular platform at the top that is as big as a city.

The building under the high tower is the place of trial for the ancestral blood battle.

Now, thirty-six thrones appear on the platform.

The throne is made of unknown material, and there seems to be dried blood on it.

 More than thirty military masters took their seats.

Each warrior master is filled with a mysterious gas that obscures their appearance.

 There are three thrones, the highest one is larger and is reflected in the clouds.

Heilu is in the middle, Qi Yuan is on the left, and a female warrior is on the right.

 The three of them are sitting on the throne, and they are also separated by a layer of mysterious mist, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

“Since all the warrior masters are here, please sit here quietly and see if there are any good seedlings worth cultivating in this ancestral blood battle.

If you like him, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to accept him as his disciple. “The Black Deer Martial Master said with a smile.

“I took a quick look and saw that there were no good seeds. Without deliberate cultivation, none of them would be able to reach the level of a great warrior master based on their qualifications.” An old man looked disgusted, “Today’s descendants are getting more and more crotchless. ”

“This is inevitable.” A warrior master lamented, “When a disaster occurs, the bloodline is actually broken. Without the scrolls of mountains and seas, with their thin bloodline, it would be a martial spirit to break through the sky.”

 “Indeed, it’s not their fault.”

“If the world cannot be restarted, I’m afraid we will all be extinct, and the descendants of our bloodline will have even less hope.”

“We must complete Dongjun’s request, otherwise… we will have no chance!”

 “Yes, Dongjun is the only hope!”

 The voice of the warrior master in the audience became firmer.

 It seems that Dongjun is their unwavering faith.

Qi Yuan looked calm and glanced at Master Heilu: “You have great trust and respect for Dongjun.”

There was a hint of respect and emotion in Heilu’s eyes: “If you had met Dongjun, you would be like us. He is the most trustworthy and trustworthy person I have ever seen…

 He is also the only and only remaining hope in this world.

If it hadn’t been for his appearance, the place of origin would have been gone long ago. The paintings of mountains and seas and the place of end would have been nothing more than a dream. I’m afraid we would have been dead bones in the grave.

　　No, I’m afraid there won’t even be a tomb or a single bone left.

 So, we old guys, as well as the little guys below, all living creatures still alive in this world owe Dongjun a favor. “

 “Dong Jun’s kindness will never end in a lifetime.” Qi Yuan smiled.

Heilu’s expression became serious: “Mr. Qi, Dongjun is not joking!

 When you meet Dongjun, or in other words, when Dongjun’s wall is opened, and you hear Dongjun’s voice, you will understand what kind of man he is.

To be honest, at first, when others praised Dongjun and praised him to the sky, I didn’t believe it. How could there be such a person in the world?

 When I saw Dongjun, I felt ashamed.

 I was wrong, I feel guilty for my narrow-mindedness. “

“Interesting, interesting. I would like to take a look at this Dongjun now to see what his settings are like.” Qi Yuan felt a ray of curiosity in his heart.

 These people are very fanatical about Dongjun.

Qi Yuan could also see that their spirits were not affected, and this fanaticism was spontaneous.

 (End of this chapter)