Honghuang: Rebirth of Lingzhu, I am the leader of the Western Cult

Chapter 147: Borrowing Treasure From Beiming



Chapter 147: Borrowing Treasure From Beiming

Beiming.

A majestic palace stands on the vast snowfield.

Ancestor Kunpeng, who was practicing in seclusion, opened his eyes, with a look of helplessness on his face.

He had very little interaction with the four Taoist religions.

He has no friendship with the third generation disciples of Xuanmen, and has never even met him face to face.

If the other party takes the initiative to come to your door, it is very likely that trouble is coming.

I wanted to pretend that I didn't know, but Mo Yan invited him as the first disciple of the third generation of Xuanmen. Kunpeng, as one of the great masters of Xuanmen, had to meet him.

Otherwise, it is contempt for the four Taoist religions.

At that time, the saint will have sufficient reason to take action.

After sighing, Kunpeng walked out of Beiming Palace, rode the wind up, stepped into the void, and stood opposite Mo Yan.

"I wonder why my little friend came here this time?"

Mo Yan didn't hide it.

At his level, there is no need to compromise.

If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not.

He said bluntly.

"Pindao came here this time to ask Senior Ke Kunpeng to borrow a treasure.

"What?" Kunpeng was alert.

"Hetu Luoshu!" Mo Yan bowed and saluted with a solemn tone.

"Senior Kunpeng, please lend me this treasure to help Emperor Fuxi achieve enlightenment. After that, I will return the treasure with both hands."

"What's more, seniors can also gain friendship from the human race, so why not?"

Kunpeng's face instantly darkened.

Although he is a top innate master, he is unlucky.

Except for Beiming Mountain, the top-grade cave paradise, there is no treasure that he can get his hands on. In the past, he also gained very little from the Zixiao Palace, only a few innate and low-grade spiritual treasures.

It was not easy to get the Hetu Luoshu, an innate and top-quality spiritual treasure, but I had to lend it out before I could warm it up. What if I borrowed it but didn't return it?

After all, he took advantage of the situation and Hetu Luoshu came from a wrong path. If the four Taoist sects followed suit, wouldn't he be in trouble?

Mo Yan knew the concerns of Patriarch Kunpeng very clearly, and he had already thought of countermeasures for this.

"I know that my senior has concerns. I am willing to swear to the way of heaven. As long as my senior is willing to lend the Hetu Luoshu and wait until Emperor Fuxi succeeds, I will personally return the treasure. If I violate my oath, it will be difficult to make any progress in my cultivation in this life. 々”. "

Kunpeng's complexion looked much better.

But he still didn't give an answer right away.

Mo Yan did not rush and waited slowly.

After a while, a smile appeared on the face of Kunpeng ancestor, and he waved his sleeves and threw out two streams of light, which fell in front of Mo Yan. It was Hetu Luoshu.

"If it were the other three generations of Xuanmen disciples who came here, even if they were from Xuandu, I would not agree to it even if I just talk it out."

"But I believe in Mo Yan's character, and I know you will not disappoint me."

Put the Hetu Luoshu away, and Da Yan can smile.

"Senior, don't worry, I will live up to my trust."

After a few brief greetings, he said goodbye and left.

After flying out of Beiming, Mo Yan looked back at the vast snowfield behind him. It seemed easy to borrow the treasure this time, but in fact the situation inside was very complicated.

If his status, identity, strength, etc. were not very good and he was among the top quasi-sages, even Kunpeng would not have much confidence in winning. Otherwise, borrowing the treasure would not have been so smooth.

The prehistoric eastern land.

Mo Yan crossed the space and flew towards the Fengyan tribe with all his strength.

When he was still a million miles away from here, he suddenly heard a strange dragon roar, which sounded like a dragon or a horse.

The dragon and horse bear the picture, and the turtle contains the book.

Thinking of the legend in the previous life, the Hetu Luoshu was delivered to the hands of the Emperor Fuxi by the Dragon Horse and the Black Turtle, Mo Yan's heart moved, he fell from the sky and flew in the direction of the sound.

as expected!

He saw a dragon horse in a valley. It had strong limbs, scales like gold, and shiny fur. "It's a very powerful horse."

Although this dragon horse only has the perfect cultivation level of Xuanxian, Mo Yan saw a trace of the Tianji Dao in him, and it has pure blood and good heels. If he is carefully cultivated, he can expect a great future.

"I am Western Sect Mo Yan, are you willing to follow me? I guarantee that you will become Taiyi Golden Immortal. If you are brave enough, it is not impossible to become Daluo Golden Immortal."

Dragons and horses neigh and stamp their hooves happily.

The magical power of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil made him give the answer without thinking for too long, and he was willing to leave with Mo Yan.

We already have dragons and horses, how can we lose the turtles?

Soon, Mo Yan met another Xuanwu in a spiritual lake. This Xuanwu was obviously born not long ago. It exuded vitality, but its cultivation level was not low, and it was born as a golden immortal.

When he saw this Xuanwu, Mo Yan had a subtle expression because he smelled a familiar aura from this mythical beast.

If Mo Yan's prediction is correct, this Xuanwu should be the Beiming Xuanwu that was killed by the Sage of the Shangqing Dynasty and whose limbs served as the pillars of heaven.

He was pleasantly surprised by this.

As long as the Four-Dimensional Heavenly Pillar does not fall, this Xuanwu will continue to gain the legacy of its previous life, its merits will be immeasurable, and its path will be limitless.

Da Luo was no problem at all for him.

Because of this, Mo accepted him as his disciple on the spot.

Then, he took Longma and Xuanwu towards the Fengyan tribe.

Fengyan tribe.

A middle-aged man wearing animal skins sat by the river and meditated.

It was Fuxi, the first co-lord of the human race.

Although he had outstanding achievements and was respected and praised by the human race, Fuxi always felt that something was missing. He felt that he still had something important to do, but he was always puzzled.

Therefore, he often came to this long river outside the tribe to meditate. The gurgling water here and the sparkling river surface often made him calm his thoughts.

On this day, he was sitting by the river as usual, freeing his mind. Suddenly he saw the river surging, and a magical turtle carrying Luo Shu slowly surfaced. At the same time, a dragon horse walked on the waves, carrying a burden on his back. River map.

Fuxi suddenly stood up and looked at the two strange beasts approaching. He had a strong intuition that the problem that had been troubling him would be solved this time.

The nine-sky sky is covered by a sea of ​​clouds.

Mo Yan was condescending, looking down at the scene below with a smile on his face.

With the Hetu Luoshu in place, it was not far from Fuxi's realization of the innate gossip. He thought that after the human race became the protagonist of heaven and earth, he could share some of the emperor's merits [Mojiu Xinbang Ji Zhao].

When things happened here, he didn't stay long and quickly flew towards the west.

As for Xuanwu and Longma, Mo Yan did not take them away.

Staying with Human Emperor Fuxi is a great opportunity for them, and it will not be too late to bring him back when the Emperor's merits are complete.

To the west, Lingtai Mountain.

Mo Yan retreated immediately after returning.

After measuring the prehistoric starry sky for thousands of years, he gained a lot and gained a lot of insights, which he needed to spend some time in seclusion to digest.

The bamboo building has three floors, in a quiet room.

Mo Yan's thoughts surged, recalling all the details of measuring the starry sky for thousands of years, so as to sort out what he saw, thought and gained.

Just when he was in seclusion and ignored foreign affairs, due to the struggle between the protagonists of heaven and earth, the prehistoric era gradually changed.

The Haori tribe and the Fire-weary tribe began to collide.

The Ichimoku Clan and the Feathered God Clan began to fight.

The Sharks also began to land.

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