Chapter 546: Deep in Purple Mountain

Daoren Lu obtained the Sutra of the Timeless in the Deep in Purple Mountain.

However, he also wanted to see the secrets deeper in Zishan.

He went.

Along the way, many vines and ancient trees were seen, green and growing among the piles of stones.

Under the ancient vines, there are many corpses that die at the roots of the plant and are drained from the origin, and the death is miserable.

"It's an ancient creature..."

Walking on a trail, you will finally approach the most mysterious place of Zishan. In this place, the stream of light flashes and the fragrance is swaying.

The ancient vines and chaotic trees disappeared, and the breath gradually became harmonious. There were more Lanzhi fairy grass along the way, and the fragrance of ancient medicines seemed to have come to the divine land.

In front of it, a waterfall hangs, the spring water gurgles, the spiritual energy lingers, and the five-color light shines. This is a divine waterfall.

And under the divine waterfall, there is a large divine source displayed on a platform, blooming with auspicious colors, making it more sacred.

Daoren Lu came near and looked at him. This was a divine source that could have more than two sides, which was amazingly large.

However, some of the cracks seemed to be broken out by creatures sealed by the divine source.

Daoren Lu didn't care, so he took the divine source and then began to move forward.

A row of crystal coffins suddenly appeared in front of them, each with a simple and quaint luster, densely packed, and engraved with patterns.

Each coffin is engraved with ancient divine texts, which are carved by the Immortal Emperor.

They were all the former subordinates of the Immortal Emperor.

This row of crystal coffins is ominous, surrounded by yin energy, and there are dozens of mouths. Each mouth has a corpse, like a ghost, with yellow hair, dark body, dry and ferocious.

Two coffins were opened and there was nothing inside.

It can be seen that this was opened from the inside, and there were pitch-black fingerprints inside the coffin lid.

"The Immortal Emperor's subordinate..."

Daoren Lu chanted lightly, time and space were used by him, and he fixed a figure of the rushing figure in the void.

This is a black and dry monster with nine heads, dragons, birds, people, phoenixes and other heads standing together, and an immortal black divine ring is shrouded outside the body!

The endless breath of death collapses into the sky and the earth, like a sea of ​​stars, making people feel stuffy in their chests, their bodies are about to die, and the fire of the soul will be extinguished.

This is a demon crawling out of the crystal coffin.

Behind it, it seems like a forest palace is present, suppressing all directions and destroying all living beings, making the soul tremble and about to collapse.

Unfortunately, when he met Dao Ren Lu, he was not even useful for his killer move. This dry and black existence with nine heads standing side by side was sealed in the void and could not move at all.

"The Immortal Emperor's subordinate?"

Jiang Taixu murmured beside Dao Ren Lu, his murderous intent was revealed, and he had a bit of solemn aura.

If these things go out, they will only kill people and set fires, harm the human race, without any benefit.

With his current realm, it is still a bit difficult to deal with this devil-like existence.

"roar!"

In this moment, in the crystal coffin, one ancient god general after another roared and jumped out, as if he felt a crisis in the dark, surrounding Daoren Lu and the other two.

Each corpse is dry and black, with its hair as messy as grass. Some cover the divine rings, and some have black moons above their heads. Each has extraordinary atmosphere.

It can be seen that if their strength was resurrected, it would make the mountains and rivers lose their color, the sun and the moon lose their light, and it would be enough to flatten the world.

Because they were invincible generals, and they all had a great identity in the past. They only obeyed the orders of the Immortal Emperor and were the ancestors of all the ancient races.

Some of these creatures have almost all the physical bodies of divine materials, with the great Dao patterns flowing.

That is the embodiment of the peak of magic power, with the extreme sublimation, and the Taoist patterns are engraved in bones and flesh, and the body shell becomes the carrier of Tao.

Not to mention a group of such existences, even if one really survives, it is enough to cause chaos in the world and sweep a domain.

Roaring...

A group of evil ghosts were roaring, the black moon was hanging in the air, the yin river was circling, and the blood sun was scattered. These were the scenes that accompanied them, and the ancient stone hall was buzzing and shaking, as if it was about to collapse. Fortunately, a Taoist pattern appeared and stabilized.

The dry corpses were in pieces, and their black claws were waving like weeds dancing everywhere, and the shrill screams were even more scary, as if they were in the Senluo Palace.

"Do you want to study?"

Daoren Lu looked calm and looked at the girl beside him.

The girl shook her head.

Although these ugly things also carry the truth, she still won't study it...

"Then, it's destroyed!"

Daor Lu waved his hand, and a large Yin-Yang millstone smashed all these divine generals, leaving only some unparalleled Taoist patterns in the void.

That is the truth that many gods under the command of the Immortal Emperor have realized.

Even if their body dies, the truth remains.

Now he has been assimilated and absorbed by Daoren Lu.

"The clans are about to recover, and a new era is coming. The realm of a saint cannot be invincible in the world. You still have to work hard."

Dao Ren Lu looked at Jiang Taixu.

The saint nodded.

He still understands this principle.

...

After destroying many gods under the command of the Immortal Emperor, Daoren Lu continued to move forward and reached the end of the road.

A huge pavilion was displayed in front, with dragon grass and divine orchids growing below. On it, the chaotic air was lingering, and one after another, and each strand could collapse into the eternal heavens!

This place is extremely special and mysterious, as if it is connected to the past and present and future, and is connected to the world.

It has to sigh, it has to be shocking. If anyone receives a ray of chaos on weekdays, it will definitely cause a sensation. It can be refined into a treasure of the sect, but there are thousands of strands here, like one after another, falling down like a divine waterfall. The fog is vast, terrifying and terrifying, making people unable to help but kneel down.

This is a scary scene. The chaos like a waterfall hangs down one after another, half submerging the platform, revealing only part of it, which is extremely magnificent.

miracle!

This is a source of chaos!

"The breath of beginninglessness."

Nothing could block Daoren Lu's eyes. He looked at the magnificent Taoist platform like a mountain with his chaotic chaos.

A shadow like a god, sitting cross-legged on it, with the power and aura, except for the legendary emperor, there will be no one else.

Although it is just a shadow, isn’t the shadow of the emperor small?

Even if it is a saint or the like, he cannot withstand the majesty of the shadow of the emperor at all.

In the past, Emperor Wushi stayed here, but now, his Taoist record appears here.

A hazy figure, the time changed in an instant, as if it had been a long river of time, changing with the world, rising and falling several times, as if it had experienced a great dream.

The place where Wushi sat cross-legged just now was empty, and he lost that figure, making people suspect that everything was illusory and that nothing had been seen.

This is the power of the beginningless world and the power of heaven and earth.

Dao Ren Lu thoughtfully and looked elsewhere.

In the gaps on the cliff, one old medicine after another could be seen growing tenaciously, drifting down a refreshing fragrance that penetrated into people's bones.

Through the chaotic fog, you can see that there are some dead plants on the cliff, and I don’t know how many years have been growing, and I can be called the king of medicine.

The seeds they sprinkled have grown up again, making the place fragrant, like a divine land, and it has almost entered the fairy world.

There are another living medicine king, presenting it in front.

The King of Medicine must grow at least 80,000 to 90,000 years before it can achieve this title. It has excellent medicinal properties and has the magical effect of bringing back the dead.

Not to mention anything else, who can wait for such a long time? For nearly 100,000 years, even the immortal dynasty is only a period of longer than this one!

Now, an ancient tomb is like a pavilion, and plants grow in the gaps in its foundation stone wall.

A medicine king is hard to find in the world, and it can last for four hundred years. The rareness can be imagined. A dozen plants can be compared with an immortal medicine.

This is really a forbidden place of gods. It is so shocking that such things can grow under the Taoist stage of Emperor Wushi's time, or at the foundation of the tomb.

The flower buds are crystal clear, swaying ten lights, and the hazy fragrance makes people intoxicated at a glance. I can’t help but want to pick them. One plant can last for four hundred years!

Of course, Daoren Lu didn't want it too much.

His life span is endless, and he has seen the atmosphere of piles of medicine kings on earth becoming an immortal. He is not surprised at all by the scene here.

However, he didn't mind picking some.

Emperor Wushi is no longer in this world. What he left behind is just a waste of money and is better than to cultivate future generations.

At that moment, he stretched out his hand.
To be continued...