Chapter 404: The Eight Trigrams, the Dharma Ancestor wants to become a god, break into the Jincheng, and Wuji wants to visit the saint

Feng Yun Wuji remained silent, and after a moment, he said calmly: "You seem to have forgotten that to some extent, I am also a practitioner of Dharma, so banning martial arts is useless to me."

The old man's smile froze, he laughed dryly, and then said, "Yes, I forgot that the Supreme Captain who can be regarded by the Temple are not ordinary people!"

"You seem to know many people like me," Feng Yun Wuji said intentionally, as if he was unintentionally.

The old man did not deny: "I have seen it, some have had intersections, and you have also seen it, and have dated one of them, right?"

"Prisoner of the North Sea?"

The old man nodded, with a smile on his lips: "You are very special. Really, from the moment, your entry is the fastest among all the Supreme Captains, and so far, you seem to have not encountered any inner demons - but I am also a little puzzled. According to common sense, you have already become obsessed with it."

Feng Yun Wuji remained silent, but in his mind he was interested in the extraterritorial demon heaven.

"How could I not encounter the inner demon? You just don't know - the extraterritorial demon heaven, if the Great Free Heavenly Demon King said nothing wrong, I should be the first human to step into the world of demons," Feng Yun Wuji thought, but did not tell the old man what he thought in his heart.

"I wonder what the status of seniors here?"

"Why did you ask this?" The old man stared at Feng Yun Wuji.

Feng Yun Wuji's face was calm, and the ancient well was in his heart. He spoke directly: "Senior, I have no intention to cover it up. I just want to know what the position of the Dharma practitioners are? This time I return. Do you intend to retaliate against all martial artists? The ancient times have experienced turmoil and their vitality is greatly damaged. At this moment, if the martial arts struggles reappear billions of years ago, the entire ancient times will probably fall into a place of doom."

"No need to destroy gods and demons. The killing of our humans is enough to destroy this race! No one wants to see this situation. I think, senior, you won't be happy to see this situation, right?"

The old man was silent and did not answer directly, but asked a question that seemed dissatisfied: "Wuji, you should know Yingu."

Feng Yun Wuji was slightly suspicious, but his face was silent and nodded: "Not bad."

The old man sighed: "Did you see the most external practitioners? They are the masters living in caves over 500 meters in Yin Valley. And I am the real master of Yin Valley!"

Feng Yun Wuji was shocked all over, and a roar in his mind made a buzzing sound, and he blurted out: "It's you?!!"

Taking the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon as a Record, Feng Yun Wuji also imagined that this organization might have another background to hide their identity. But he never expected that in the ancient times, Yin Gu, which had a transcendent status in the liberal faction, was their external identity.

"Is there any strange thing? Why can you know a lot of hidden news in the temple, but the Hidden Valley has always been so mysterious? Is there any strange thing about someone in the Hidden Valley? Why do we always notice your whereabouts, but with your spiritual cultivation, we don't notice any abnormalities?" The old man threw out one question at a time, and finally said with a smile: "Are you surprised that in the Hidden Valley, martial artists and Dharma practitioners can live in peace?"

When the old man asked this, Feng Yun Wuji calmed down and many things were solved.

"The Feng Clan ravages the world, Yin Gu breaks the neutral position and participates in quelling the ancient war. Is it your instructed?" Feng Yun Wuji suddenly said.

"Oh, you said that time was good, it was indeed my instruction," the old man nodded and said a little proudly.

Feng Yun Wuji's eyes turned cold and said coldly: "The Yin Valley came forward to stop the world, but there were a group of martial artists. A large number of them were some martial artists with low martial arts skills. Tell me that there was a selfish intention in them? Is there a dispute over martial arts and martial arts in my heart, and I deliberately revenge?"

The old man was shocked and silent. Fengyun Wuji has always called himself, but whenever he calls himself "I" it means seriousness and solemnity.

"Hmph!" Feng Yun Wuji snorted coldly, stood up, his robe roared, and a murderous intent was in his heart.

A light breeze blew from the mountain peak in the distance, pressing against the ground, gently brushing between the two, and the old man's pale hair danced with the wind...

Alas! ~

With a helpless sigh, the old man said quietly: "Do you think I am not heartbroken? Do you think I am a Dharma practitioner and hate martial artists in my heart, so I sent these people out just now? In the situation at that time, do you think there is any better way?"

"I was born in the prehistoric world. I have experienced the battle between gods and demons, and I have seen the cruelty of the battle between gods and demons. I have also seen the martial arts practitioners fight for the future of the human race, and have been born and died. Even though my spiritual consciousness is destroyed, I have no regrets... It is precisely because of these that I have witnessed this that prompted me to establish the Hidden Valley after the war. Whether it is a Dharma practitioner or a Martial Arts practitioner, as long as I am willing, I can join Hidden Valley. No matter whether it is a martial arts practitioner or a martial arts practitioner, no matter whether it is a martial arts practitioner or a magician, all the ways in the world will be together. There is no need for the battle between martial arts and martial arts. Do you think I will let a group of martial arts practitioners die in vain because of these?"

Feng Yun Wuji stared at the old man, as if he wanted to see through his heart. After a moment, he finally sat down cross-legged, looked at the old man, and said in a deep voice: "I will believe you for the time being... Who is that saint? Could it be that Dharma Master Fuxi? If so, I will just look for him."

"Sit down quickly," the old man saw Feng Yun Wuji and wanted to stand up again, grabbed his arm, with an anxious look on his face, and said quickly and urgently: "Don't act rashly... The Dharma practitioners who did not leave with the Dharma Ancestor to break through the air, are now us. Although I still have some status among the ancient Dharma practitioners, the Golden City is now emerging, and ancient Dharma practitioners have come across time and space. Dharma practitioners have always been united. Now all Dharma practitioners are coming to the ancient times, and power will naturally return. All decisions are currently decided by the saints! - The saint is the closest existence to the Dharma Ancestor, which is almost equivalent to the disciples of the Dharma Ancestor's land, and has great supernatural powers."

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"The Fa Zu has not arrived yet. Currently, half of the Dharma practitioners who left the ancient times are still with him. According to the saint, the Fa Zu began to arrange the Eight Trigrams in the void a long time ago. Deduce the origin of all rules, from the rules and the rules," said the old man, with an unconcealed excitement: "If you can master the rules, then the Fa Zu Fuxi will become the first main god of our clan... The human race has hope!!!"

"Ah?!!" Feng Yun Wuji's whole body shook violently. After the earthquake was shocked at the beginning, he grabbed the old man and shook it hard: "Are you saying the ground true? Are you saying the truth?"

Main God. What is that? So far, Fengyun Wuji has turned his hand into clouds, and turning his hand into rain can make him shine, but the Supreme can kill Fengyun Wuji, who is fighting. What about the main God?

Whether it is spells or martial arts, Feng Yun Wuji has no innate prejudice. He chose martial arts because of habits.

The human race is internally fighting, the wind tribe kills the world, Taigu falls into war, the demon race invades, and the temple is also invaded... This series makes Fengyun Wuji feel the future is bleak and it is difficult to support the building alone, but here, the Dharma practitioners reply. The Dharma ancestor Fuxi is expected to become the first main god of the human race. All of this is not Chiyu who puts a ray of hope in Fengyun Wuji's dark consciousness - this news is too shocking and surprising!

"Wuji, you have a very high talent. I have already told the Saint. The Saint said that when the Fazu returns, you will consider recommending you to be a disciple of the Fazu. With your understanding, you are very likely to become the second master of the Fazu!"

"?!!" Feng Yun Wuji suddenly calmed down.

"What, don't you want to? Are you still missing the favor of the temple? Dharma practitioners are no worse than martial practitioners," the old man continued: "The temple has been invaded by the demons, and it is no longer the temple before."

"The temple will eventually be the temple, and the demons will eventually be eliminated," Feng Yun Wuji said calmly.

"We have spent a lot of effort to explore these demons. But not long ago, when the saint returned, they saw through a top demon who disguised himself as a human race. They killed him directly, but the demons have always been good at hiding and hiding, and they cannot be cleared at once... And, do you like this feeling of being manipulated by the temple?"

"This is different. At least, in my sense that although the temple has selfish intentions, from a local perspective, it is still considering the human race. Until now, the demon race seems to have occupied a place in the high-level temple and began to influence the decisions of the temple." Feng Yun Wuji said patiently.

"Private? Yes, as the transcendent existence of the ancient temple, how can there be selfish existence? They represent the four supreme beings, which are the most noble existences of the human race. With a paper temple order, the Feng clan will have to walk out of the ground no matter how perverse it is. With the same paper temple order, even if it is as strong as the War Emperor, you have to bow your head. One day, as long as the temple order is an order, we don't need to take action, all the ancient warriors will attack the Dharma practitioners. I wonder if you will deal with it like this at that time?" The old man said ruthlessly, without hiding his hatred for the temple.

Feng Yun Wuji frowned slightly: "Do you think there is no prejudice against the dispute between martial arts and martial arts?"

The old man waved his hand unhappily and interrupted Feng Yun Wuji's words: "That's right, but it does not mean that I have no prejudice against the temple. After the battle between gods and demons, Taigu urgently needed to cultivate and rest and absorb a large amount of new blood. The four supreme masters felt the contribution of our Dharma practitioners to the battle between gods and demons, and especially allowed us Dharma practitioners to absorb new blood from it."

"Any ascensioners have the right to choose whether to practice Dharma or martial arts. Because of this decision, our law practitioners are grateful to the temple. In order to promote the number of ascensioners entering the ancient times, we sent law practitioners to various planes and carefully fabricated the existence of the beautiful fairy world - you must know that once it is easy to reveal the current situation facing human beings and the existence of gods and demons, it is absolutely undesirable to cause chaos in various planes."

A cold light flashed through the old man's eyes and said coldly: "I asked you, after the ancient times, how many new ascenaries have practiced magic? The millions of disciples you brought with you, among which, besides the witch clan's disciples, how many people have learned magic?"

With a sigh in his heart, Feng Yun Wuji spoke, "It's rare, almost none, but they all chose it themselves, just like me, because they were also practicing martial arts before ascension, so they naturally followed this path."

"Hmph," the old man sneered: "We were afraid that martial arts practitioners would be able to leave their tricks, so I made a special request to the temple - there are many people practicing martial arts in the plane. If so, we magicians may not be able to pass on the ancient lineage. Therefore, we hope that the temple will add a sentence when the new ascensioners choose magic or martial arts. 'The way of magic is much faster than martial arts, and it can also be achieved'. This is a factual pursuit, without any exaggeration, and no one knows when the next battle between gods and demons will begin. A large number of magicians with strong attacks will help defend against the gods and demons again in the short term."

"Although this requirement is a bit too much, it is reasonable," Feng Yun Wuji remembered what the right servant said when he first climbed the holy mountain. He said with a public mentality.

"At the beginning, the Temple did it. We absorbed some new blood, but later..." The old man revealed a strong hatred in his voice: "The magic that we left and passed down in the underground caves of the Temple was initially destroyed artificially. Many powerful magic tricks became incomplete, so that the advantage of fast magic practice was not reflected at all. Not only that, the Temple also formulated a rule that seemed to be sympathetic to the new ascensioners: when all practitioners of magic have a chance to choose again. Should they practice martial arts or magic!"

"Ah!!" Feng Yun Wuji was truly shocked this time, and at the same time, he also had a basic concept of the fierce situation of the martial arts and martial arts dispute that occurred in the distant era - even with the enlightenment of the Lord of the Hidden Valley in front of him, even though he repeatedly emphasized that there was no prejudice against martial arts, there was no doubt that the difference between martial arts and martial arts was deeply invaded the hearts of all martial arts and magicians in that far-reaching era. He unknowingly affected their behavior.

Feng Yun Wuji thought deeper and deeper: "The sense of survival of race is the instinct of every species. The battle between gods and demons threatens the survival of human beings. In this case, the martial arts can also eliminate prejudices and be consistent with the outside world, but when this sense of crisis gradually fades due to time, all contradictions begin to float on the surface again!"

"Oh," Feng Yun Wuji sighed. Suddenly, he felt a deep fatigue. He turned his head and looked at the Lord of the Hidden Valley and said calmly: "There are many martial arts underground in the Temple. I think it is not only because some masters have engraved their incomplete experiences into it, or because of the long time, the merits that have eroded on the cave wall?"

The old man was silent and avoided Fengyun Wuji's eyes: "Yes, some of them were made by us."

Feng Yun Wuji shook his head helplessly: "Fawu, Fawu..."

"Wuji, join us, the temple cannot promote you to become the supreme, but we have a way to make you the next Dharma Ancestor!..." The Lord of the Hidden Valley was still chattering, and what else was said below. Feng Yun Wuji no longer remembered it, and he had no intention of listening.

"I just want to know whether after they return, is it important to personal hatred or to race survival..." Feng Yun Wuji murmured in his heart, his mind was confused, and he staggered through the crowd and walked towards the place where the saint was. In his ears, all the sounds seemed to leave him, and in his vision, the figures seemed to be connected into a group..."

"Wuji!..." The master of Yin Valley stood up suddenly and tried to stop Fengyun Wuji, but finally his hand was raised down again, looking blankly in the distance, his old and vicissitudes of eyes were filled with incredible...

At the top of the Golden City, where the saints are, and all people should not approach them at will!! - This has achieved silent consciousness among Dharma practitioners.

The master of Yin Valley looked at Feng Yun Wuji step by step and walked straight towards the messenger like a flat ground. This sudden change attracted the attention of layers of Dharma practitioners on the Golden City.

Out of thin air, huge thunder and lightning struck down, and the lightning was dense like a locust, covering all the space under the lightning. A silver field suddenly burst out from Feng Yun Wuji's body, surrounding the body to cover Feng Yun Wuji's body, and thunder and lightning all over the sky, knocking Feng Yun Wuji to the ground from the sky, but Feng Yun Wuji was unscathed.

However, soon, Feng Yun Wuji stepped towards the sky like a person who had nothing to do. There was a little confusion in his face, as if he was absent-minded, but everyone could feel the true energy fluctuations of the martial artists emitted from his body...

Ah! ~

A series of screams came from all sides. Under the Golden City, all the cross-sitting Dharma practitioners stood up and all their eyes were betting on Feng Yun Wuji in the air. However, Feng Yun Wuji seemed to have no idea about these eyes, and walked step by step towards the top of the Golden City Tower...

"How is that possible?!!" A series of screams came from all sides, and the eyes of all Dharma practitioners were filled with incredible four words!

The Golden City is a special existence. It is rumored that it exists from the existence of Dharma practitioners. It is the holy land in the hearts of all Dharma practitioners and the place where the Dharma ancestor Fuxi once lived.

All ancient magic practitioners know that the top of the Golden City Tower, the purple air-sprayed earth light column was emitted by a special formation. This air-spray combined with one thousand two hundred special formations formed the huge purple air light mask outside the Golden City. It has a nice name - the Forbidden Martial Seal

Within this range, all martial artists cannot use a trace of true energy in their bodies, nor can they mobilize the vitality of the earth between heaven and earth. Once used, they will be immediately retaliated.

This is also a formation specially designed by Master Fuxi, a master of law, for the weak close-fits defense of the practitioners, which is the last reliance of all practitioners.

"How is this possible..., how could he use his true energy in the Forbidden Martial Seal?!!" the old man murmured to himself, stunned for a moment.

When Feng Yun Wuji approached, the shortcomings of the practitioners' weak close-fitting defense were reflected. Feng Yun Wuji just flicked his sleeves, and the first floor of the Golden City, most of the practitioners who blocked their bodies were like Feng Yun Wuji and directly pushed backwards with the sword-controlling method, as if they were blown by the strong wind, falling directly from the Golden City, and a burst of exclamations came from the Golden City...

snort!
Chapter completed!