Tomorrow, it would still be three chapters…
"Fellow Daoist White Brow, you arrived first, so why don't you tell us about the situation here? We just arrived, so we don't know what happened.”Ming Hui said calmly.
"Haha, let me say it." Elder Bai Yu, who was beside Bai Mei, knew that his senior brother was in deep sorrow, so he kindly took the responsibility.
" Fellow Daoist White Brow, you…" The two chiefs also saw the change in White Brow's expression. They looked around and found the reason. They felt a wave of pity in their hearts, but it was just pity. "Thank you, Fellow Daoist White Feather."”
"Hehe, what are you talking about? Actually, we just arrived, but I saw the important things. Moreover, the legendary Chaos Divine Weapon, the Devilseal Tablet, had appeared just now.”Bai Yu sent White Brow to the other disciples and walked to the two leaders, explaining.
"Devilseal Tablet!" Qing Lian and Ming Hui looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. Then they looked at Bai Yu, wanting to confirm if they had heard wrongly.
"That's right, it's the Devilseal Tablet! It was said that thousands of years ago, when the Corpse King, General, and the other three True Ancestors of Zombies, the Empress, Ying Gou, and Hanba ran amok in the cultivation world, corpses littered the ground wherever they passed. The zombie army was even more invincible. Even if the Daoists and Demons worked together, they would not be able to match them. The casualties were countless. In the end, their actions seriously affected the interests of the various large sects in the immortal world. Therefore, the Supreme of the Immortal World, the Green Emperor, personally led a few Mystic Immortal experts to deal with this matter. In the end, he used his iron-blooded methods to kill Hou Qing, Ying Gou, and Hanba, the three Zombie True Ancestors. As the Corpse King General had absorbed the energy of the other three Zombie True Ancestors, his strength had increased exponentially. The hardness of his body had also increased exponentially. Even the Cyan Emperor and the few Mystic Immortals with their extraordinary strength could not kill him. In the end, they could only use the Chaos Divine Weapon, the Devilseal Tablet, to suppress and seal him. " In the past, I thought that the Devilseal Tablet's existence was just a legend. I didn't expect it to actually be true.”Bai Yu sighed.
"Yes, when I was very young, my master once told me this legend. I also thought it was just a legend. He didn't expect this to be true. Where was the Devilseal Tablet now?”Qing Lian's question piqued Ming Hui's interest. A hint of greed flashed across his eyes.
"I think it should have recognized him as its master." Bai Yu's tone was still calm, as if he was not talking about a divine artifact, but an ordinary object.
"It recognized you as its master? Who did you recognize as your master?" Ming Hui hurriedly said.
"Hey, it's him." He pointed at the unconscious Jiang Ming. At this moment, Jiang Ming looked like the second generation of generals. Other than his appearance, nothing else had changed.
At this moment, Jiang Ming seemed to be in a gray space with nothing around him. However, some images flashed across the sky from time to time. He recognized the main characters of these images. They were the generals who killed his master.
He didn't know why he came to this place, nor did he know how to get out. There was no passage of time here, as if it would always be like this.
His consciousness gradually blurred and he fell into a deep sleep…
"General? No, he's not a general, but why does he feel so familiar?”Qing Lian was very surprised. The Corpse King in front of her was clearly not a general, but she could clearly feel the general's aura from his body. It was really strange.
"Hehe, indeed, he is not a general. He is the ninth generation disciple of Mount Shu, but he is also a new general.”Bai Yu's voice was trembling. It was obvious that Jiang Ming's experience was unacceptable to him.
"A new general? Since he had already become a Corpse King, wasn't that divine artifact used to seal Corpse Kings? Why would it recognize him as its master? Isn't this helping the wicked?!" Ming Hui asked dejectedly. He knew that once Jiang Ming became the Corpse King, he would definitely not have a chance with the Divine Weapon, so he was in a bad mood.
What was a divine weapon? Even a spiritual weapon was a rare thing in the world of self-cultivators. There were almost no immortal weapons, let alone divine weapons. Moreover, they were the highest level of Chaos divine weapons (divine weapons, spiritual weapons, immortal weapons, divine weapons, primordial spiritual treasures, Chaos divine weapons). There were four grades: low-grade, high-grade, high-grade, and supreme-grade, with the exception of Chaos Divine Weapons.），It could be seen how attractive he was.
"Haha, I wonder if you guys have heard of the Devilseal Tablet.”Bai Yu asked.
"Uh, please tell us about it, Fellow Daoist White Feather.”When Qing Lian heard this news, she felt slightly better. She understood that the treasure was destined to be obtained by those who were fated. It could not be forced.
Ming Hui also looked like he was listening attentively, but his heart was not that comfortable. Although he did not show it, everyone had a tacit understanding.
Bai Yu had seen the changes in the two of them, and he had a more comprehensive understanding of them.
"According to the records of Mount Shu, the Devilseal Tablet is a divine artifact born from the heavens and earth at the beginning of the chaos. It is on the same level as the Chaos Divine Axe. The moment it was formed, it split into four and scattered in various spaces. These four Devilseal Tablets were respectively the four Devilseal, Suppress, Absorb, and Exterminate Tablets. Each of them had extremely powerful power. Legend had it that if one could gather all four of them, they would have the ability to control the entire universe.”Bai Yu recalled.
"I've heard of some things regarding the Devilseal Tablet. It was said that even Immortals were unable to refine the Devilseal Tablet. Back then, when the Corpse King was sealed, it was not because the Cyan Emperor was selfless, but because the Devilseal Tablet suddenly lost control and suppressed the general. Later on, the Cyan Emperor tried to take it back, but he returned in defeat.”Qing Lian added.
"In that case, obtaining four Devilseal Tablets is equivalent to obtaining the entire universe?”The greed in Ming Hui's eyes grew stronger, and the way he looked at Jiang Ming became even more vicious. If not for the fact that there were so many people here, he would definitely not hesitate to kill him and snatch the Devilseal Tablet.
"You can say that, but I still advise you not to try to snatch the Devilseal Tablet from him. After all, he had already evolved into a Corpse King. Although he was temporarily unconscious, the toughness of his body was so strong that even under the suppression of the Devilseal Tablet, it would be difficult for a Spirit Tool to break through. Now that he had lost the suppression of the Devilseal Tablet, even Celestial Artifacts would not be able to harm him.”Bai Yu knew Ming Hui's intention at a glance and reminded him kindly.
"Fellow Daoist White Feather, what are you talking about? Why would I think that? As the saying goes, those who are fated will get the magic treasure. This Penniless Priest understands this principle.”When Ming Hui said this, he actually didn't feel embarrassed at all. It could be seen that his skin was thick, and it had already reached a level that ordinary people couldn't imagine.
"Humph." Qing Lian said disdainfully, then said to Bai Mei,"Fellow Daoist White Feather, we should…seal this new Corpse King again.”
"That's the only way." Bai Yu looked at Jiang Ming, who was still unconscious, and then at his senior brother, who had aged dozens of years. He felt an indescribable pain in his heart.
" Fourth Elder, Martial Uncle Jiang Ming is the only disciple of Martial Granduncle. This…" Hao Ming was straightforward. He couldn't understand Bai Yu's way of doing things, so he asked directly.
"Hey!" It wasn't that Bai Yu hadn't thought about it. Lingxu Zi was the only disciple of his senior brother, and his senior brother regarded him as his own. Jiang Ming was also Lingxu Zi's only disciple. In other words, Jiang Ming was the only grandson of White Brow. When he was at Mount Shu, White Brow doted on his grand-disciple. However, what could he do now?
"Junior Brother, just do as Fellow Daoist Azure Lotus says.”After saying this, White Brow teleported away from this sad place. He had no other choice. Once Jiang Ming woke up, he would completely lose his rationality and become the new great devil. In his eyes, there was only blood and slaughter. For the safety of the secular world and the Immortal and Demon Realms, he had no choice but to do this.
"Let's do it!" Bai Yu waved his hand and picked up Jiang Ming, placing him back into the crystal coffin. Then, with a thought, a coffin lid appeared out of thin air above the crystal coffin and slowly closed it.
Immediately after, several Dujie-stage experts took action at the same time, combining the power of dozens of Dujie-stage experts to set a seal on the coffin. Although it was not as good as the seal set by the Cyan Emperor, it was already their full strength.
Then, Bai Yu teleported away. The other sects also left. Before Ming Hui left, he cast a reluctant glance at Jiang Ming who was floating in the air. He made up his mind that once he became an immortal, he would definitely find an opportunity to come here and retrieve the Devilseal Tablet.
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Five hundred years later.
"Sect Leader Senior Brother, are you still not free from that matter? That matter was not your fault." The one who spoke was the only remaining elder of the same generation as White Brow, Bai Yu. The other elders had already ascended. White Brow blamed himself deeply for what had happened back then. Even now, he still had not gotten rid of the knot in his heart. Ascension was even more out of his reach.
"Sigh! Back then, if I hadn't asked Kong 'er and Ming' er to strengthen the seal on the generals, they wouldn't have met with misfortune. It was all my fault.”Although White Brow didn't seem to have changed much, one could still see a faint sadness in his eyes. It was like an old father suddenly losing his child and grandson. Who could bear such pain?
"Senior brother, in another ten years, I will also ascend.”Bai Yu said with a gloomy expression. He was really worried about his senior brother. In terms of talent, he was much higher than his peers. This could be seen from the fact that he was the first among his senior and junior brothers to reach the late Dujie stage.
However, after five hundred years, his senior brother's cultivation had never shown any signs of breaking through. Instead, there were signs of regressing. How could he not be worried? Of course, he knew that this was the work of his inner demons, but there was nothing he could do.
Therefore, he didn't know when he would be able to see her again. As a result, he wasn't in a good mood.
"Hehe, congratulations, Junior Brother." White Brow's eyes were still dull.
"Senior brother, it's been so long. Don't blame yourself. This is not your fault." White Feather shook White Brow's shoulders frantically, but it was useless.
"Hey!"
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Four hundred years later.
"Grandmaster, the spiritual energy on Earth is rapidly decreasing. You should leave with us.”It had already been an unknown number of generations, but White Brow still had not ascended. After 400 years of grinding, his cultivation had actually fallen from the late Dujie stage to the early Dujie stage. However, he did not feel disappointed at all.
It was already the end of the Qing Dynasty, and they had entered the era of the steam engine. Naturally, it was greatly damaged, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth decreased sharply. Other sects had gradually left Earth and headed to planets that were more suitable for cultivation.
But White Brow had no intention of leaving, because he knew that his grand-disciple was still sleeping alone underground.
"Hey!"
……
In the blink of an eye, another hundred years had passed. A full thousand years had passed. For an ordinary person, a thousand years was more than ten lifetimes. It had been a thousand years since that incident. Perhaps many people had already forgotten about that incident.
The various large sects had also completely disappeared from Earth. The former residences of the various large sects had been opened to the outside world, and only a few disciples with lower cultivation were left to guard them. Just like that, these encampments gradually became holy grounds for martial arts. Mount Shu was one of them.
However, on the peak of Mount Shu, there was still an early Dujie stage old man sitting alone on a futon. His eyes were opened drowsily as he looked in a direction for a hundred years.
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