Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 400 Four Seas Temple
Watching Du Ku and Bai Yun escape, Wei Wu Jiu turned his head, looked at Cao Wei and said slowly: "De Cao, if others ask about the Sihai survivors again, please remember to answer in the same way."

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei smiled and said: "Why do you think I will know about the other party's plan for hundreds of years or even longer? Everyone, have you ever seen those direct disciples of the Transformation God enter the Four Seas Palace?"

Speaking of this, he glanced at the people around him, shook his head and said: "No, not one. But now the descendants of the transformed gods of all races and the monks of the clan are gathered here, with countless treasures in their possession. What is it for defense? All over the world. The remaining clans have been endlessly exploited by us and other clans, and they are just livestock, so why bother to mobilize troops like this?"

Hearing this, Wei Wujiu thought for a moment and sighed: "Since 300 years ago, we monks in the lower realm have been unable to contact our seniors in the upper realm. The unknown is the scariest thing. Do you understand?"

"So all the forces can't sit still?" Cao Wei chuckled.

Wei Wujiu nodded slightly and said, "I don't know when, there were rumors that there was a boundary-breaking talisman in the Four Seas Temple."

"It's just rumors." Cao Wei said slowly.

"But what if it happens?" Wei Wu Jiu said helplessly.

After saying this, he stretched out his finger and pointed upward.

"How cruel!" Cao Wei said in a deep voice.

After listening to the information revealed by Wei Wu Jiu, he finally understood something.

This trip to the Four Seas Palace, all the tribes knew that it was most likely a trap, but they still sent almost all the late-stage Jindan monks.

And the only ones who can make Yunhai and other sect's great monks bow their heads and obey orders are those high-ranking god-transformation monks.

In the eyes of most Jindan monks, they are two different species from the ordinary people of the same race, capable of life and death.

However, in the eyes of the god-transformation monks of all races, as long as there is a slight possibility that the news about the boundary-breaking talisman is true and it is related to their chance of ascension, then they can definitely try it at a certain price.

And their [-] to [-] Jindan monks are the price.

As long as the monks at the level of Huashen and Yuanying among the various tribes, as well as the common people with the largest base, will not be damaged, then what's the problem if the Jindan monks in the middle are completely wiped out?

However, these god-transformation monks stand from the perspective of their respective ethnic groups. Even if all the late-stage Jindan monks from all ethnic groups are wiped out, then everyone is at the same starting point.

As long as their respective ruling orders are stable, they can spend at most another three to five hundred years to cultivate a group of descendants of the same race who will reach the late Golden Core stage.

The worst outcome would be that the number of Nascent Soul monks from all races would decline in the next period of time.

"Those transforming gods have walked along mountains of corpses and seas of blood along the way. In their eyes, we are the same as Situ Yao, Jin Zhibai and other direct disciples. But by following them, we may be able to break the situation this time. possible." Wei Wujiu said in a calm tone.

"Life and death are in the hands of others! Senior brother, you are quite tolerant. You didn't tell the news until now!" Cao Wei chuckled.

"As soon as we entered the Four Seas Palace, we were already on top of the chess game and could only go with the flow. In this case, it would be useless to talk about it or not. Everything would just add trouble. The chess pieces do not need to have their own ideas. , that’s all!” Wei Wujiu said calmly.

"When can I become a chess player?" Cao Wei sighed.

After saying this, he looked a little melancholy, turned around and walked slowly towards the Feizhou Loft.

However, as soon as he entered the room, as the spiritual light restrictions around him rose, Cao Wei's face suddenly turned red. He turned over his hand and took out the Withering Seal, and a dark red bronze fragment hidden in it materialized on its own.

As soon as the bronze fragment appeared, a thread-like golden light emitted from the gap, as if it was alive, and it waved in the direction of the Four Seas Temple.

If he hadn't suppressed it secretly just now, I'm afraid this thing would have flown away on its own.

But it was precisely because of this that Cao Wei looked solemnly at the bronze fragment floating above the withered seal, and he did not hesitate to spend his spiritual energy staring at it.

However, with the depletion of spiritual thoughts, in the prompt word, this object is still as before, showing [Xihuang King's Seal:...]

Apart from the name, there is no other information.

But there is no news, which is the best news for Cao Wei.

After all, he didn't want to encounter something like the Blood God Son that symbiotically existed in Bingzheng's body. To be precise, it was the powerful monk standing behind him. That was the most terrifying thing.

I'm afraid that Bingzheng will only become the opponent's blood food even if he becomes a god, becomes a god, or even merges to survive the tribulation.

Everything in the world has been marked with a price.

And the prompt word that he possesses, which is like a celestial eye and supernatural power, comes from his previous life, or does it come from those so-called powerful monks who have solved the mystery of Yuanhui and become immortal?

While thinking, the dark red bronze fragment suddenly began to struggle violently.

For this reason, Cao Wei's face suddenly changed. This was his last resort, and it was also very likely to be the biggest opportunity he would get in the Nascent Soul stage in the future.

If he becomes a great monk one day in the future and wants to fight for a chance of survival from those secretly coveting god-transforming monks, he will need to have means beyond the realm of god-transformation to break the situation. Even though the Xihuang King's Seal is incomplete, as long as it is The treasures that were once held by the Mahayana or Tribulation-Transcending monks in the Great Wilderness Dynasty, their own status is placed there.

When all his spiritual thoughts and magic power could not be suppressed, Cao Wei immediately activated his body to collect essence and blood.

As the essence and blood flowed throughout his body, although his appearance did not change much, most of the skin on his body began to grow white hair, which was still growing longer, and the bones and blood joints of his hands and arms protruded, turning into tiger shapes. claw.

Hidden behind it is an Er snake holding a yue, and a shadowy figure with a blurry face emerges.

With a thought in his mind, Cao Wei controlled the phantom and raised his arm. A palm shaped like a tiger's claw covered the dark red bronze fragment, and the strange movement of the object subsided.

In a mountain peak tens of thousands of miles away, the face of Shao Siqiu, who was laughing and drinking with Xuan Shen and other clan monks, suddenly changed.

I saw it suddenly disappearing from the spot, flying in the mid-air, roaring forward, showing the original appearance of Gaoxin's blood-retracting bloodline, turning into a human head and a tiger body, and the whole body was filled with the cold golden aura.

The next moment, four clan monks, including Xuan Shen, Zhu You, Ji Yuan, and You Yuan, appeared around Shao Siqiu and protected him.

As soon as they appeared next to Shao Siqiu, Situ Yao and other monks from all races who had been sitting around drinking together arrived on the back.

For a moment, both sides were extremely wary of each other's every move.

At this moment, Shao Siqiu suddenly laughed wildly and looked crazy.

In the midst of his laughter, bursts of thunder suddenly came from the distant sea, the wind and clouds moved together, and waterspouts were connected between the sky and the water. The sea level began to drop at a speed visible to the naked eye. On the contrary, The sea water all over the sky hangs upside down in the air.

Accompanied by lightning and thunder, in the vast expanse of white, hundreds of miles away from each other from the upside-down ocean, stone statues slowly emerged, first with their claws and then their calves, and then half of their bodies were exposed. , already several thousand feet high.After the upper body and head emerged from the sea, we saw these four stone statues with human faces and bird bodies, with snakes as earrings, riding on snakes and flying in the air. They were more than ten thousand feet tall and looked majestic.

And as the stone statues of the first princes of the Four Seas each raised their arms, with their palms tilted forward, the three auras of wind, water, and thunder swarmed in from the entire Sihai Palace, turning into a curtain of light that stretched for hundreds of miles on all sides. The sky dropped.

There was a clear clicking sound.

Behind the light curtain, it was vaguely visible that the space was like a broken mirror, cracked with dense gaps, and then shattered.

The turbulent flow of space was mixed with countless black thunder and lightning, and a bit of light suddenly appeared in the deeper layers of the space. It was originally as big as a soybean and turned into a huge light group with a diameter of hundreds of miles.

If it were not blocked by the light curtain, just a wisp of the weakest black thunder could destroy all the creatures present physically and mentally.

The many direct disciples of the God Transformation who were watching each used their spiritual eyes, and vaguely saw the outline of a palace filled with the primitive atmosphere of the wilderness slowly solidifying.

In the past, this process would have taken several days.

In this vision of heaven and earth, Shao Siqiu, who was originally excited, finally became calmer.

Seeing this, Xuan Shen asked: "Brother Shaosi, was it you just now?"

Hearing this, Shao Siqiu nodded lightly.

Before, it had indeed felt the aura of the Western Wilderness King's Seal.

After all, this object was forged by the ancestors who collected the first ray of innate golden energy in this world. It is an inheritance of their lineage of the princes of the Western Wilderness, and it is also a symbol.

However, in the vast catastrophe of the wilderness, the King's Seal of the Western Wilderness was shattered. This was a shame for the Jintian clan.

However, as long as the aura of the five elements of gold in this world does not disappear completely, the object will not be truly damaged and its spirituality will still remain.

But just now, relying on the spiritual objects brought by the clan, in addition to feeling the King's Seal of the Western Wilderness from the Temple of the Four Seas that was slowly emerging in front of it, it also vaguely felt an extremely slight breath from a certain direction behind. .

"Who obtained the fragment of the King's Seal?" Shao Siqiu thought to himself.

However, it did not want to get to the bottom of this matter.

When I came, the elders of the clan had already told me that the ancestors had spirits and should not be interfered with.

Then it sent a message to the surroundings and said: "This time we still need help from all our brothers."

"You and I from all clans are united as one. This is what we should do." The other four clan monks responded through a message.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Shen said in a message:

"But let's be careful. The survivors of the Great Wilderness are no longer as pure as they used to be. Although they hold the banner of restoring the divine dynasty to heaven, in the final analysis they are just for their own selfish interests. This time we can't find Sihai. Fellow Taoists of the clan are only afraid that the other party will be deceived by these guys."

The remnants of the Great Desolation in his words are the so-called remnants of the Great Desolation.

When the Divine Heavenly Court existed, their clans were nobles with titles and were in the middle and upper class, while these surviving clans were mostly ordinary soldiers and were in the middle and lower class.

The two parties are at different levels and have different access to information. As a result, there is some natural gap.

And this part of the family has been passed down for so many years. Those who were really passionate about it at the beginning have long since died. Now these guys just get together to satisfy their own interests, which is no longer what they used to be.

"Don't let them lose their heads, otherwise it will end badly." Shao Siqiu said slowly.

"If that doesn't work, then start cleaning up these remaining tribes of the wilderness. In this way, without the influence of external forces, the fight between the tribes will inevitably intensify!" Youyuan of the Youdu clan said with a chuckle.

"No, we cannot interfere in external affairs." Xuan Shen said in a deep voice.

"Brother Xuan Shen, now that our connection with the upper world is severed, we can no longer ascend to the upper world through the solidified counter-spirit passages in our respective secret realms. Otherwise, senior Xuan Xiao would not have taken the risk of trying to survive the divine tribulation outside. And you watched it being killed, and even its remains were divided and devoured by the gods of various races, haven't you woke up yet?" Zhu You asked in a deep voice.

At that time, in order to help Xuan Xiao, the patriarch of the Gaoxin clan used his cultivation as a great monk to use the clan treasure to condense the Zhurong Dharma. However, he had a hard fight with Nanhuang Xiushe, the god-transforming monk, and both sides ended up in the end. The end of serious injury.

As for the other clans, such as the Youdu clan with the Houtu bloodline, the Jintian clan with the Xuanming bloodline, and the Yujing clan with the Xuanming bloodline, the great monks born in one of these three clans could not help but compete with each other. Transformed into gods and fought hard, everyone suffered damage.

"The ancestral precepts cannot be violated!" Xuan Shen said slowly.

"I hope that in the future, if Brother Xuan Shen breaks through and becomes a god, he can deal with it so calmly!" Zhu You chuckled.

Hearing this, Xuan Shen sighed and said no more.

Now, with the closure of the counter-spiritual passages in their respective secret realms, the two factions of each clan, the recluse and the reborn, have no way out. Maybe it’s time to change.

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Thousands of miles away.

After Qingxia Sect and other monks felt the spiritual energy turmoil between the world and the world in Sihai Palace, Wei Wujiu sighed softly: "We are finally here."

After saying this, he controlled the white jade flying boat and turned into a ray of white light and fled forward.

In different directions, the golden elixir monks from various races of Nascent Soul forces removed their concealment methods and turned into rainbows of various colors, also rushing towards the Four Seas Temple.

Among these monks, most of them are from the nine major tribes such as Human Race, Jiaolong, Pengniao, Xiangliu, Blackwater Black Snake, Suanni, Xuangui, Kuiniu, Fudou, etc. Others include tiger shark, hyena, Gudiao, etc. Wait for the small tribe.

In this world, monks from all races of Yinglin, Feather, Kun, and Five Insects gathered one after another.

However, the casual golden elixir cultivators of all races finally stopped being cautious and took advantage of this last moment to start plundering their local cultivation resources. There was no too many elixirs that were decades old, and no elixirs that were more than a thousand years old were too few.

As long as they could find and obtain it, they would plunder it thoroughly, digging three feet into the ground without leaving even the slightest root.

(End of this chapter)