Chương 74: Chapter 74 Black Turtle Island
"Disciple, please take this jade pendant."
Saint Wanxiang handed a blue jade pendant to Ye Hongchen. On the jade pendant, there was a Ji character carved on it, which was the token given to Lin Qianmo by the Taikoo Ji clan.
The last time he entered Luoshen Ridge to preserve his integrity, he wanted to use the jade pendant to seek help from the Ji Clan and kill Lu Fengming, but the Taikoo Ji Clan did not help.
Of course, Wanxiang Saint did not expect Lu Fengming to be so vulnerable.
This time he went to the Sea of Ten Thousand Realms, which was dangerous and unpredictable. Even if he brought the jade pendant, it would not have the slightest effect. He might as well leave it to Ye Hongchen. If he was in trouble, he could ask for help from the Ancient Ji Clan.
"Master, where did this jade pendant come from?" Ye Hongchen asked doubtfully.
Saint Wanxiang explained: "This object was given to the master by the patriarch of the ancient Ji clan in Luoshen Ridge. If the Hongchen Demon Sect is in danger of extinction, they can seek help from the Ji clan."
Ye Hongchen's eyes turned red. Almost to tears.
Saint Wanxiang's move was completely to explain his funeral affairs to her.
"Master, you and your master must come back safely." Ye Hongchen said with tears.
She doesn't know how to hide her feelings, nor does she want to.
Practicing the Red Dust Tribulation Sutra, everything is an experience.
Only through experience can we grow.
Saint Wanxiang stroked Ye Hongchen's head with a loving smile, like an old father teaching earnestly, "Disciple, you should take care of yourself." "I am
leaving as master."
The lingering sound echoed in the void, and Saint Wanxiang disappeared without a trace. No trace.
He escaped into the void and kept rushing into the depths.
The Sea of All Realms flows through all realms, but never flows into the realm. Only by breaking through the deepest void can one come into contact with the vast and vast Sea of All Realms.
Saint Wanxiang has traveled to the Central Region, the Eastern Region, the Western Region, and even entered the Luoshen Ridge, but this was the first time he entered the Sea of All Realms.
Click!
He rushed into the deepest part of the void, and the chaotic energy exploded, blasting the fragile space to pieces, but the space restored itself in an instant, repeating itself over and over again.
The saint of all phenomena stands in the storm of chaos, with the mountain and river creation map wrapping his body. The power of the holy king's divine weapons resists the energy of chaos, and is invulnerable to all means.
Through the thin void barrier, he could vaguely see the turbid sea water, which was condensed from chaotic air. It was so powerful that if he was not careful, he would be killed by the waves.
Wanxiang Saint was about to take a step forward when he suddenly stopped.
He activated his magic power and his appearance changed rapidly.
In just a few breaths, he changed from an unkempt old beggar to a handsome young man in blue satin and brocade clothes and a jade crown on his head.
If Ye Hongchen were here, his jaw would definitely drop.
My master actually has such a handsome appearance?
Saint Wanxiang also has his own small thoughts. After all, if you want to meet the master, you must not be sloppy, but must be solemn. Of course, your old informal appearance must be slightly changed.
boom!
After changing his appearance, the Wanxiang Saint took a deep breath, turned the mountain and river creation map, and turned into a divine sword. With one sword, he cut through the void barrier. He turned into a stream of light and flew into the sea of all realms.
Wow!
The chaotic tide rolled, countless dust particles were crushed, and the mountains and rivers made a soft sound.
The Wanxiang Saint was in an awe-inspiring mood.
No wonder people say that the Sea of Ten Thousand Realms is extremely dangerous. Not to mention the ancient giant beasts hidden in the Sea of Ten Thousand Realms, the chaotic sea water can crush ordinary saints.
Even with the Holy King and the Divine Weapon, the Wanxiang Saint is still walking on thin ice in the Sea of All Realms.
Looking around, the Sea of All Realms is endless and empty.
There is only chaotic water.
Saint Wanxiang took out Ye Xu's jade slip, confirmed the direction, and headed straight to the southeast.
"No."
After a moment, Saint Wanxiang frowned and stopped.
"In such a hurry, in just one stick of incense, all my mana will be exhausted and I will be crushed by the chaotic sea water." The Wanxiang Saint said to himself.
In just a short moment, he lost more than 10% of his mana.
The power of the Chaos Sea was too terrifying, forcing him to use huge mana to suppress the Chaos Sea and save his own life.
"It seems that we still need to use tools."
The Wanxiang Saint waved his sleeves, and the Zifu opened, and a three-inch-long golden ship flew out.
The golden light shines brightly, and the building becomes two stories high, with golden divine patterns flying, forming a golden barrier to protect the building within it.
This is also a holy king's magic weapon.
Over the years, Saint Wanxiang has traveled all over the country and accumulated a lot of treasures. Even after making two transactions with Ye Xu, he still has three Holy King weapons and a bottle of Holy King-level elixirs.
The Saint of Wanxiang boarded the ship, controlled the rudder, and sailed to the depths of the Sea of All Realms.
Hua Hua...
the sea water hits the building and the ship, the barrier shakes, and the divine patterns tremble.
But for a while, it was impossible to break through the barrier.
"Sure enough, it saves a lot of effort."
Saint Wanxiang murmured.
After sailing for who knows how long, the Wanxiang Saint finally saw an island.
The island floats on the sea of all realms. For some reason, it was not crushed by the chaotic sea water.
"Finally I have a place to stay."
The Wanxiang Saint was overjoyed.
After a long voyage, he consumed a lot of mana and had to find a place to rest.
Otherwise, once he encounters danger, he will be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
An hour later.
Vientiane Saint is close to the island.
Boom!
At this moment, a sonic boom sounded between heaven and earth, and a huge, snow-white crane descended on the beach and landed next to the Wanxiang Saint.
On top of the crane, two people stood, wearing Taoist robes and holding fly whisks. One of them had unfathomable cultivation, and the aura of the other was far above that of the Wanxiang Saint.
"Huh?"
The man in Taoist robes at the level of the Great Sage looked at Wanxiang Saint with sword-like eyes, and said coldly: "How dare you enter the Sea of Ten Thousand Realms at the late stage of the Saint Realm?"
"Who are you?"
Wanxiang Saint was horrified. I had just entered the Sea of Ten Thousand Realms and was looking for a place to stay. I actually met a Saint King, a great sage.
It should be noted that even in the Yuan Realm, in the era when the ancient gods in Luoshen Ridge were hidden from the world, the Great Sage was a powerful giant who could dominate one side.
Suddenly, Wanxiang Saint caught a glimpse of another old man in Taoist robes.
"Senior Brother Qinghe?"
Saint Wanxiang looked at the other Saint King holding a fly whisk. This person was Gui Qinghe.
"I am Qi Ruyu from the Red Dust Demon Sect in the Southern Wilderness of the Yuan Realm. We met once in Linglong City." Wanxiang Saint said hurriedly.
"Junior Brother Qinghe, do you know him?"
the Taoist sage frowned.
Gui Qinghe shook his head.
"I have never met this person, but there is indeed a sect in the Southern Wilderness called the Red Dust Demon Sect." Gui Qinghe said solemnly.
In his opinion, the Wanxiang Saint was just a small character, how could he possibly leave an impression on him?
"That day in Linglong City, I can still vividly remember how Senior Brother Qinghe killed Saint Ziyang with one move." Saint Wanxiang complimented.
Gui Qinghe's eyes moved.
"Senior Brother Xue, this person is not from the Zhenwu Divine Sect." Gui Qinghe said.
The reason why the two of them were hostile to Saint Wanxiang was simply because they doubted Saint Wanxiang's identity.
However, if Saint Wanxiang can describe in detail his execution of Saint Ziyang, he must not be from the Zhenwu Shen Sect, so there is no need to worry about Saint Wanxiang's identity.
"Fellow Taoist, you are only in the late stage of Saint Realm, but you still dare to break into the Sea of Ten Thousand Realms. I don't know whether you should be said to be fearless for those who don't know, or bold for those who are skilled in art?"
Gui Qinghe said with a faint smile.
"If you have nothing to do, leave Black Turtle Island quickly and don't hinder me from doing my work." Taoist Master Xue said with a cold face.
"Senior, this junior has been traveling for a long time and consumed a lot of mana. I just want to stay on this island for a while."
The Wanxiang Saint said with a bitter face, "Please show your noble hands and let me have a place to stay."
"Junior promises, As soon as your mana is restored, leave Black Turtle Island immediately."
Wanxiang Saint complained endlessly.
It had been thousands of years since he had been so humble.
The Sea of All Realms is really not a place for ordinary people to stay.
For the sake of Master.
I will endure!
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