Chapter 1383: The Secret of Vientiane
Mo Wuxie's clone, the remnant soul left in the depths of Zhao Xiang's sea of consciousness before it flew away, and the voice still echoed-
"It's not that I'm innocent and steals the love of the old friends club Baobang, and it's not that I'm innocent and unreasonable, and it's hard for you."
"My encounter with you is really God's arrangement, so that Mo Wuxian will be sane at the last moment of his life. β
"I finally have this last look back and last glimpse in my life, which has made our master-apprentice relationship. β
"Boy, your ancestor used to be my proudest disciple, and he created a powerful spell gate. β
"In order to protect me and protect the dog god, he sacrificed himself to become a world of spells. β
"You, the most outstanding of his descendants, have become my next-generation disciple. β
"The imitation of Vientiane Jade Jane has set up a strange stage for our first and last spiritual dialogue. β
"A qiΔ is all accidental, a qiΔ is also inevitable, I have read countless people in my life, only you make me like the most. β
"Although it was a glance, it was this glance, this glance, and this glance was enough for me. β
"I look at everything in the world, I see between your eyebrows, alas, boy, remember it for me. β
"No matter how difficult the road ahead is, no matter how gloomy your surroundings are, you can't just die and be brutal. β
"Even if you let the Vientiane Gate disappear into the God Realm, you must keep your useful body, eradicate the Cloud Realm, and return the old world to a bright and sunny day!"
"Also, the former Heavenly Dao Gate was established after the collapse of the Vientiane Gate, and its palm is my disciple. β
"From you, I can smell his breath, but unfortunately, there is only this breath. β
"And, from this residual breath, I feel that he has been demonized. β
"By the way, it was demonized by those Chaos Venerables in the New World!"
"Those Chaos Venerables in the New World, I suspect that they are the unprecedentedly powerful Demonic World!"
"After so many years of going deep into the illusion realm and coming into contact with the powerhouses of the cloud realm, I found that the new world is the demon realm!"
"The Demon Flame Flower planted on your forehead actually came from the hand of the Chaos Venerable of the New World!"
"It's just that this magic flower is weakened by the puppet they control!"
"In addition, you have fused a variety of ancient bloodlines and had many adventures, so the Demon Flame Flower has not occurred so far!"
"However, the Demon Flame Flower is constantly accumulating demonic energy, and once it attacks, it will be terrifying!"
"Even if I shoot with my heyday with my whole body, it will be difficult to suppress and dismiss it!"
"Once you are truly demonized, you will become an agent of the New World Chaos Venerable to invade our old world!"
"And the most miserable, miserable, desperate, and darkest days of our old world will come!"
"To put an end to this phenomenon, Xiang'er, you must completely eradicate the Demon Flame Flower!"
"Of course, I am not a selfish person!"
"We must not sit idly by like some big sects and ignore the danger of the Divine Realm!"
"We must not settle for a corner in order to avoid disaster, don't we know that there are eggs under the nest?"
"It was like that 10 million years ago, and it will be like this 10 million years from now!"
"So, on the day you are demonized, I will detonate the remnant soul left in your starry sky and sea of knowledge!"
"Although you are my most proud disciple of Mo Wuxie, for the sake of the heavens and all worlds, I will take action against you!"
"Boy, how to deal with the Demon Flame Flower is arranged by you, and I will go without evil!"
"I don't want to go, I go, I go, I ......"
β»β»β»β» After listening to Mo Wuxie's message and this heartfelt word, Zhao Xiang no longer had any excitement and emotion.
At this stage, the things that made him feel full of emotion happened one after another around him and performed in front of his eyes.
One by one, relatives and friends left him - Ling Zhenyue's eldest brother in Lingxu Villa, and Gao Haoyang, the third brother of Huanxiu Villa.
The former eldest brother of the fairy world, Wei Jue, is not a sibling brother, but Lan Kefan, the elder brother of his own brother.
The Emperor of the Divine Snake Clan can also be regarded as his Zhao Xiang's master, Shebaobang.
Now there is another Mo Wuxie who became his master after just looking back at him when he died.
At this moment, Zhao Xiang was in a very calm mood, without any fluctuations or thoughts in his heart.
He has only one wish at the moment, and that is - to find a place where no one is, to yell, scold, beat, and laugh.
Then lie on the ground, look at the blue sky, the white clouds, smell the faint fragrance of flowers, and listen to the chirping of birds.
Thinking back to the hearty laughter of the eldest brother Ling Zhenyue, the crisp words of the third brother Gao Haoyang, and the kind smile of Wei Jue.
is still recalling the entrustment of his brother Lan Kefan, who is better than his brother-in-law.
Zhao Xiang's ears suddenly sounded the deathbed message of the Master Society Baobang, especially Mo Wuxie's last words - "Although you are my Mo Wuxie's most proud disciple of the next generation, but for the sake of the heavens and all worlds, I will take action against you!"
"Boy, how to deal with the Demon Flame Flower is arranged by you, and I will go without evil!"
"I don't want to go, I go, I go, I ......"
Then, Zhao Xiang quietly wept, cried quietly, mourned quietly, and quietly forgot about jΓ¬ a qiΔ.
Then, get up quietly and continue to walk the road of life, the road that has to be walked and has to be successful.
Zhao Xiang, Zhao Xiang, this body no longer belongs to you from now on!
You have to walk well and walk well.
Otherwise - you are sorry for yourself, sorry for your father!
You're sorry for your brother who died for you, and for your friend!
You are sorry for your many masters, and you are sorry for the common people of the old world!
The spiritual dialogue with this master Mo Wuxian, who has formed a lifelong fate in a glance, is actually only in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Xiang seems to understand everything, and it seems that he has not understood anything.
He quickly pulled out of his trance.
Zhao Xiang used the energy that had been fused in his body with the Vientiane Jade Jane, and ordered Ling'er with a solemn expression, you quickly and quietly leave, pass through the Vientiane Divine Array, and go outside to wait for the time when the Fire of God Destroying was completely collected by the Vientiane Divine Array.
Then collect all the fragments of the Divine Mirror in the illusion completely.
Zhao Xiang's clone Ling'er, who was hidden in the distance, stared at the fire of extinguishing the gods that burned due to the bursting of the divine mirror.
Looking at the fire of extinguishing the gods that gradually decreased in momentum, Ling'er had a feeling in his heart that flickered brightly - Vientiane Yujian did not tell the deity Zhao Xiang of the role of the fragments of the divine mirror, that is, let his doppelganger, that is, Ling'er refine it himself.
may be able to refine an artifact that shocks the past and the present, and the power is infinite, unprecedented.
When all the god-destroying fires were consumed by the Vientiane Divine Array.
Ling'er, who was stealthy on the side, immediately collected the fragments of the divine mirror scattered all over the place.
The colorful and glittering fragments of the Divine Mirror are all superb treasures, and the price is gold and jade.
Although they are dazzling, aura, and endlessly charming, Ling'er has never been tempted by the fragments even the slightest.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Ling'er searched them all, and then quickly flew to the deity, becoming one with Zhao Xiang.
As soon as the Snake Clan's Emperor Kunlun Sanren walked out of the Kunlun umbrella, he immediately put away the treasure.
Zhao Xiang also had a thought, and the Vientiane Divine Array disappeared in an instant.
Behind him, the tall figures of the four protectors of Sheyu, Shening, Shejun, and Sherong were immediately revealed.
During this period, Zhao Xiang was at the age of twenty because he had taken the strange flowers and five-colored flowers of the famous cultivation world.
Therefore, he has always maintained his youth.
The face is like a knife carved with a sword, the lines are masculine and strong, like jade, and there is a trace of pale red light flowing in the complexion of jade.
If you don't know the inside story, you still think that Zhao Xiang standing in front of him is a long and sturdy young man.
As soon as Kunlun Sanren came out, he looked around, and then said with some disappointment-"Why can't you see any fragments of the Divine Mirror?"
"Did the debris that just burst be burned by the Flame of God Destroyer?"
"Alas, this kind of ancient artifact, even the fragments are a rare treasure. β
He looked up at Zhao Xiang, and immediately found something, and asked with ulterior motives-"Boy, Tianyi, how can there be a trace of red light flowing secretly on your face?"
When the four Dharma Protectors heard this, their eyes looked at Zhao Xiang's cheeks together, and they showed a look of surprise at the same time, as if they were asking-"Brother, can you explain the reason?"
Zhao Xiang knew that there were actually two reasons for the flow of red light.
First, it is because the Vientiane Jade Jane of the Vientiane Divine Array has merged with his own starry sky and sea of knowledge.
The second reason is that the Vientiane Divine Array has absorbed the light of God Destroying.
Zhao Xiang naturally wouldn't tell the truth, he immediately said-"Actually, it's nothing, I have eaten a strange flower that is famous in the heavens and all worlds in the cultivation realm-five-colored flower. β
"This flower has the wonder of cutting hair and washing the marrow, rejuvenating youth, but it only blooms once in 200 years, which is extremely precious and priceless. β
When everyone heard this, they all showed a look of sudden realization and even envy, jealousy and hatred.
Kunlun Sanren then askedβ"What is the white light that wrapped us in the white light just now?"
"Hehe, boy, don't tell me about the strange flowers of the cultivation realm. β
The four protectors had seen this white light, and when they heard Kunlun Sanren ask like this, they obviously underestimated their brother Zhao Xiang.
In addition, they had not yet put the Divine Snake Clan's Imperial Venerable Society Baobang in their eyes, and the four of them showed a dissatisfied look on their faces at the same time.
Zhao Xiang was just about to explain something, but She Yu snatched the conversation over-"Emperor, probably you also know that Zhao Xianggongzi is now the heir to the mantle that my Divine Snake Clan Emperor has long set. β
"I don't understand, what do you mean by asking? Could it be that our Zhao Gongzi deceived you?"
"It doesn't matter if you sue the emperor. β
"That ru white light was emitted by our Emperor Zun who dragged a few of us out of the illusion through the space. β
Zhao Xiang saw that Sheyu's angry rhetorical question had achieved its goal, so he interrupted Sheyu and said to Sheyu-"Forget it, Brother Sheyu, Kunlun's predecessors are just asking, what's there?"
Then he turned his gaze to the Snake Clan Emperor and smiledβ"Senior, many of our practices in the illusion realm were secretly instructed by my master. β
"As for the four protectors, they were all sent by the master to help you and me deal with the illusion together. β
"Do you want to meet my master Baobang?"
"He's cultivating in the secret ground......
But suddenly, a consciousness that had just fused issued an urgent warning to Zhao Xiang, it was Vientiane Jade Jane.
Now, in addition to Zhao Xiang's cultivation realm, which is still relatively low, even if his divine sense is in the realm of the gods, there are few people who can compare with him.
At the moment when he spoke to Kunlun Sanren, Zhao Xiang's starry sky perception fluctuated.
Zhao Xiang immediately realized that something big was about to happen.