The Nightwalking Master, filled with anger and resentment, questioned the Seven-handed Elder.
How could a seven-year-old possibly recognize this sort of thing? On the spot, he swore that whoever leaked his secret was his grandson.
The Night Walker was suspicious, of course he didn't believe it, but he couldn't find any proof. After a while of arguing back and forth, they just dropped it.
Cairo's best master was indeed extraordinary, yet, falling into the hands of the divine, he remained like an ant. He showed no trace of sharpness or arrogance, appearing as a walking corpse, withered and decrepit.
His spirit, was worn down by half.
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At this moment, A Le sat on the back of a giant wolf with blood-red long fur all over its body. Cairo's master was beside him. The two of them followed closely behind Zhang Ruochu and Ji Fanxin who were in the front.
They have left that planet, walking on the seabed, in iron-like sand, leaving footprints one by one.
Of course, all these traces will be cleaned up by the blood butcher who walks at the end.
Blood Slaughter was afraid that other cultivators would easily enter the Source God Temple by following their path, so he did a thorough job of cleaning up the traces, despite the arduous and tedious work.
Although Hades opened up a path, it seems he has no interest in the treasures along the way and instead heads straight for the central Sanctuary of Origins.
That's right, many god runes and array patterns have not been completely cleared.
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Thus, the instructors from Cairo proved useful.
Zhang Ruchen and Ji Fanxin, walking in the front, used their Truthful Heart and Origin Divine Eyes to check one by one. When they found the formation inscription patterns, they immediately pushed Cairo's master to the front.
While Kai Luo had considered rebellion, the blood wolf beneath Arale let out a roar. He immediately trembled like a mouse encountering a cat or a chick facing an eagle.
Clearly, the grandson of the wolf had frightened him with his methods.
The old man with seven hands and the Night Wanderer walked side by side, communicating secretly using their psychic powers.
The Night Traveling Master inquired, "What is this place? Along the way, Zhang Ruochin and his companions have already broken through several ruined ruins formations, reaping great rewards."
The old man with seven hands squinted and smiled, "Before I answer your question, I'd like to discuss something with you first."
You said.
"What do you think, can the two of us join forces and take down Zhang Ruochin and his group?"
Night Wanderer Master had thought about this many times, but when it was proposed by the old man with seven hands, he became wary. “This old bastard, he clearly already defected to the Blood Severing Clan. Right now, he's most likely acting on Zhang Ruochin’s orders, testing my loyalty.”
The Night Wanderer chuckled and said, "I have taken Zhang Ruochin as my master. A day as a master is a lifetime as a master. How dare I even have the thought of killing my master?"
The old man gave a tired eye roll, realizing this old fool didn't trust him. He could only suppress the thoughts in his heart.
Without the help of a night-wandering expert, he wouldn't be confident doing it alone.
"What kind of divine land is this? Why are the ruins increasing, and they seem so ancient? The materials used to build these structures back then weren't ordinary." Night Wandering Master couldn't help but ask again.
The old man of seven hands, still mysterious as ever, refused to tell him.
As we moved forward, ruins and remnants became increasingly dense, scattered everywhere.
There are dozens of meters high broken pillars, on which mysterious ancient beasts are carved.
There are broken stone sculptures of deities, only half their bodies remain, yet they are as massive as mountains. They strike a pose of subduing demons and slaying evil spirits, utterly awe-inspiring in the dim light.
They were as small as ants, passing by the stone statues.
The Blood Slaughter saw that the stone statue deity's brow had a purple gem as big as a lake, radiating light powerful enough to influence the operation of the sacred rules within one's body.
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At a glance, it's clearly a treasure.
He really wanted to take it, but Zhang Ruochu stopped him.
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Everyone felt sorry and continued on.
Four days later, they finally arrived at the heart of the Origin Shrine ruins. Everyone was stunned by the sight before them, as if petrified.
<<< No longer is this a place of darkness. Here, all sorts of exotic flowers and plants grow, radiating brilliant light. Many have reached the level of Yuanhui grade holy medicine, and some are so rare that they can only be found in ancient scrolls.
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"My goodness, how could there be such a gigantic dragonheart herb? Every leaf is like a dragon. It has already grown five leaves, hasn't it lived for five epochs? Once this sacred medicine appears in the world, even deities would come to buy it."
The Night Wandering Master, gazing at the Dragon Heart Grass in the distance, was so excited that his whole body seemed to burst into flames.
It is known that the Holy Elixir, which survives three Grand Gatherings, can already be used as the main ingredient for refining Emperor-Grade Holy Pills and Sub-Divine Pills, and even as an auxiliary ingredient for Divine Pills.
Five dragonheart herbs, which survived for five Yuanhui cycles, have been found. Once harvested and consumed, their essence can fully absorb into one's body. Afterward, the user's spiritual power will reach an incredible intensity, possibly reaching sixty-nine and a half levels. There's even a chance it could reach seventy levels, allowing them to directly ascend to godhood.
No wonder Zhang Ruochin claimed he could help him become a god; it turns out he wasn't just talking.
“This is the legendary Purple Tear Bamboo? It actually grew into a forest of purple bamboo. Most of them have lived for a yuanhui, and even some have lived for three or four yuanhui!” The Seven-Hand Elder couldn’t stop swallowing his saliva, his eyes almost turning purple.
Last time he came alone, he didn't venture this close.
<<<<< Because Xue Tu's cultivation was too low, he naturally wouldn't dare to expect to harvest those sacred herbs that had lived for three or four Yuan Hui. After all, these sacred herbs often possessed powerful attack abilities. Not to mention, the more powerful the sacred herb, the stronger the formation and divine patterns accompanying it.
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So, he aimed at those holy medicines that only lived for one meeting, and quickly collected them.
Zhang Ruichen was also interested in some of the sacred medicines, but he was even more drawn to the Wuzi Jianpu . His gaze shifted towards the vast and boundless ruins of the temple.
I can't make out the outline of the Source God Temple, I can only see a seabed slope filled with soil and overgrown with exotic flowers and plants.
And this hillside is boundless, stretching upwards endlessly to the horizon.
Zhang Ruochin had once seen the Hall of Truth, thousands of miles high. It can be inferred that if the Primordial Temple had not been destroyed, it would probably have been of a similar scale. After its destruction and collapse, ruins and relics spanning tens of thousands of miles would be possible.
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Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment, and released Jian Huang, Shi Huang, Da Sikong, Er Sikong, Zhen Sha, Zhen Tan, and Zhen Wang from the乾坤 Realm, allowing them to also go collect opportunities.
As for the "true color" of Que Shenzi and "true anger" of Tian Shuzizi, Zhang Ruochin only let them out to take a look at the sacred medicine here. When they were agitated and excited, he put them back into the乾坤界 again.
Disobedient monks, of course, can only look but not eat.
The Sanctuary of the Source has been submerged in the ocean for far too long. Most valuable treasures have certainly turned to dust. Though what remains is undoubtedly precious, it must be incredibly scarce.
These countless sacred medicines are the greatest wealth.
Zhang Ruochin transmitted sound to Ji Fanxin, saying, "Fairy, please keep an eye on the Seven-handed Elder and the Night Wanderer."
"You don't need to watch them. They might be rebellious, but right now... look at them, they're all red-eyed with eagerness to harvest the sacred herbs. Where is the time or inclination for anything else?" Ji Fan said.
That seems to be the case. Huh!
Zhang Ruochin was surprised to find that the holy medicine, which even masters like Qi Shou Lao and Ye You Da Shi couldn't easily harvest, flew out of the divine patterns on their own and came to Ji Fanxin's side.
For a moment, she was surrounded by flowers, standing in the sea of blossoms. Her figure was graceful and stunningly beautiful, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall.
The radiance emanating from the petals illuminated her skin, making it as crystal clear as jade. Surrounded by them like stars attending the moon, she transformed into a true fairy of a hundred flowers.
This scene, this moment, even Zhang Ruocheng was mesmerized for a moment, almost intoxicated by this ultimate beauty.
This kind of intoxication, without any impurities, is the purest form of appreciation.
Of course, it was just a moment.
The other cultivators were stunned for a long time before they recovered.
Against the backdrop of a hundred flowers, her beauty surpassed that of illusion and magic. It was so captivating that it could steal even the Great Saint's soul and sway his will.
Only medicinal herbs with floral properties would willingly approach her and draw near.
Those other people are envious and jealous, crying out in delight.
<<<“Indeed, she is the Myriad Ancient Lotus Goddess. She truly is the Queen of Flowers. Moreover, the sacred herbs here have all absorbed the power of the source, and she is the controller of the source. The floral sacred herbs must regard her as a mother figure. Even the Holy Devourer Flower becomes very affectionate towards her after coming into contact with her.” Zhang Ruochin thought to himself.>>>
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochin took out the Sacred Flower and let her stay here to look after everyone and collect sacred medicines.
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After making thorough arrangements, Zhang Ruichen, A Le, Kai Luo Di Shi, followed the path opened up by the Hades and guided by the resonance of the "Unwritten Sword Manual," they journeyed deeper into the Source God Temple.
After about a day's journey, they saw in the distance, a colossal sword-shaped stone mountain.
This stone mountain resembles the original form of the "Sword Manual Without Words" quite closely, but it is even more majestic.
Countless swords, like a school of fish, circled the sword-shaped stone mountain in flight.
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On the half-cliff of Jianxing Mountain, Zhang Ruochen saw the figure of the Underworld King. |
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