Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 372 Rejuvenation

Early days of the Great Sage... Saint King... Saint... Dragon Transformation Realm...

In less than two breaths, the aura of the fairy gold holy spirit fell to the realm of Lunhai, neither high nor low, it happened to be the peak of the fourth small realm of Lunhai, the peak of the other side, just like Ye Fan!
"What... what..."

The Immortal Gold Holy Spirit couldn't believe what he had encountered. He had been a great power in Sendai since he was born. He fought bloody battles on the ancient starry sky road and killed countless enemies before reaching the peak of the Great Saint step by step.

But now, his immortal platform, his spine, his limbs, his internal organs, and the many secret realms that he has honed over time, are all sealed by a huge divine power, as if he had never been beaten through. A little monk!

"What kind of magic is this?"

Seeing the pained appearance of the fairy golden holy spirit, the group of monks exploded again. These monks have gone through hundreds of years of hard work, trembling, walking on thin ice, and I don’t know how many hardships they have endured to achieve their current Taoism, but now they have a A supernatural power that can kill people, how can you tell them not to be frightened?

In fact, Taoism is even more important than their lives for monks. They would rather die than be a mortal again.

For them, this kind of magical power of beheading human beings is better than the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art that can swallow all kinds of physiques. If it weren't for Mo Yuan's never showing up, and his cultivation level made them far behind, they might have been attacked by them. It's over!

"Master... Master..., Master!"

Unlike those monks, Ye Fan suddenly shouted loudly into the sky. From the initial stupefaction to Mo Yuan's words, Ye Fan finally confirmed the identity of the owner of the voice, which was his master Mo Yuan!

"Master, did you save me?!" Ye Fan shouted, but there was a strange look in his eyes.

He came to Beidou with no one to rely on, and experienced danger several times. Although his heart was tough, he didn't know what the future would be like. Now he suddenly heard Mo Yuan's voice, and he still had a way of surpassing the great sage. The image of a powerful monk at the same level appeared, and he couldn't help being surprised.

"Master! Master!" Ye Fan yelled madly, he was too tired, so many times he escaped from death, and the pressure in his heart almost made him unbearable. Darling, he really wanted to talk about it.

Although Mo Yuan is on the earth, he can see Ye Fan's state clearly. He sighed softly and said to himself: "Fool, the road of cultivation is ultimately up to you to walk by yourself. I can pass on your spirit." channel method, but in the end you still have to rely on yourself."

No one can protect another person all the time, not even a saint!

In the battle of the Conferred Gods, there are not many disciples of saints who fell on the list. If you want to become a real strong, you must rely on yourself.Even Mo Yuan's rise along the way has experienced many dangers and desperation, not to mention, just because of the demon emperor's seizure of his home and the oppression of the two saints, an ordinary person would be afraid of committing suicide early.

Ye Fan yelled like crazy, but no one paid attention to him, a little monk in the Lunhai Realm, everyone's eyes were on the Immortal Gold Holy Spirit, and there was naked greed in those eyes!
Immortal tears, green gold, that is the fairy material for casting the emperor of the extreme way, and now it is only on a little monk in the Lunhai realm. Even if this monk was once a great saint, he is not their opponent at the moment.

If it weren't for Mo Yuan's deterrence, I'm afraid that these monks would kill the fairy gold holy spirit without caring about anything. Don't forget that this holy spirit still has all the leaves from the ancient tea tree of enlightenment!

"If you bully the monks in the Lunhai Realm, I will cut off your Taoism. The descendants of the Immortal Mountain lineage, you want to fight at the same level, and in the future, you will fight against the starry sky and the holy body."

Mo Yuan's indifferent voice echoed above Yuancheng, and a ray of divine light flew down from the sky, enveloping the Immortal Gold Holy Spirit tightly, and then turned into a sudden soaring into the sky, left the Big Dipper and disappeared under the gaze of a group of monks In the vast galaxy.

With Mo Yuan's skills, it would be extremely humiliating to kill a great saint, even a golden holy spirit.His opponent was the Stone Emperor back then, not the descendant of Undead Mountain, who was Ye Fan's enemy.

"Great Emperor! Great Emperor!"

Zhang Wuye, who was already seriously injured and dying, struggled to get up from the ground, knelt down on the ground very devoutly, and kowtowed to the sky. He firmly believed that the one who shot now was either the Yuantian Emperor or the Wushi Great Emperor who had become an immortal.

"The Zhang family..."

Mo Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged in Chengxian Land, nodded slightly, and looked at Mr. Zhang Wu with admiration. Speaking of which, this family also has a little fate with him.

In the past, when he was practicing the Great Dream Eternal Technique, he was close friends with the ancestors of the Zhang family in a certain life. The reason why the Zhang family became the guardians of Yuancheng, Zishan and Undying Mountain had a lot to do with his life.

"The Zhang family deserves a reward for their meritorious service in protecting the Emperor Mountain!"

Mo Yuan breathed out the heavenly voice, stretched out his hand and pointed, and a fine nectar flew out from the body of the white tiger medicine, crossed the ancient road in the starry sky, and reached the top of the Big Dipper.

The fine wine glistened with sunlight, and under the astonished gaze of all the monks, it sank into Zhang Wuye's body.

In an instant, as if time had reversed, Zhang Wuye, who was seriously injured and dying, quickly recovered from his injuries. His face became rosy, and his silver hair quickly turned black.

Not long after, a young body full of vitality appeared in front of everyone, with bright eyes, thick black hair, rich spirit like jade, and a dusty temperament, but it was Zhang Wuye's youthful appearance.

"I survived..."

Mr. Zhang Wu couldn't believe it. He looked at his hands and feet, and could feel the abundant vitality in his body, which was the youth he only had when he was young.

"Live a new life, is that liquid the legendary medicine of immortality?"

"Except for the elixir of immortality, even the peerless medicine king can't make people rejuvenate!"

The monks in Yuan City were exclaiming, the monks who can travel in the Northern Territory are all skilled and knowledgeable, otherwise how dare they come to gamble on Yuan?The appearance of the elixir of immortality caused them to be overwhelmed, and they all looked at Zhang Wuye greedily but fearfully.

Although they were greedy for the elixir of immortality, they did not lose their minds. How could they still vividly remember the fate of the Immortal Gold Holy Spirit? How dare they act presumptuously?

What's more, someone who can take out a elixir of immortality and can easily suppress the supreme sage, even if he is not the supreme, is probably a peerless quasi-emperor, so they cannot be presumptuous.

"Thanks to the great emperor for showing mercy and bestowing the magic medicine. The Zhang family will definitely protect the Great Emperor's Dojo from generation to generation and not let outsiders intrude!" Zhang Wuye kowtowed and respectfully said to the sky...

(End of this chapter)