Chapter 1203 (1/2)

The cultivation of martial arts is just like the evolutionary journey of life. It transforms from ordinary creatures into gods and demons. With the higher level of cultivation, it gains powerful power and has a long and long life.

Generally speaking, the vast majority of martial arts and Daoists can not get rid of the shackles of a chaotic era. Even if they are the strong ones in the supreme realm, it is basically the limit to survive a chaotic era.

However, if you step into the realm of the Taoist master, the shackles of life will be meaningless, because the strong people above the Taoist master level have already obtained nearly eternal life.

Of course, the strong ones of Taoist masters can still be killed!

The vast sky of the universe is divided into three interfaces. In the Dayan era, which is older than the beginning of Taichu, there was a catastrophe. One of the interfaces was nearly broken by the fierce war, and the life was extinct, which suffered unimaginable destructive damage.

And this destroyed interface is now the octagonal realm.

Among the ancestors of these barbarians kneeling in front of the Wuji daozun, some of them have survived since the age of Dayan. It is also because they have lived long that they have a deep understanding of the power and horror of the powerful ones.

Wuji daozun didn't pay attention to the ancestors of these barbarians, because in terms of his level, these people in front of him were not qualified to talk with him at all.

When he came to the ancestral land of the desolate people, he wanted to see the forefathers of their desolate clans!

It is just that Huang Zu, one of the eight ancient ancestors revered by the world, seems to have become a bad old man in Wuji Dao.

”Infinity? What are you looking for me for? ”

Suddenly, a voice of vicissitudes came from the depths of the ancestral hall, followed by a series of foot sounds. A short, thin looking old man came out of the ancestral hall.

It is such a small old man who is one of the legendary ancestors, the wild ancestor!

”I'll settle with you!” Wuji daozun is very impolite. With a wave of his hand, the scene that happened before in the main hall of the Lord's house of the great waste city appeared.

Naturally, the protagonist in this scene is Luo Xiu. What happened is the whole process that he was forced by the emperor of the wasteland, and then the Supreme Master of the wasteland clan tried to force him to stay.

”Has the pagoda chosen its master again?”

Huang Zu's face changed slightly. At the same time, a pair of muddy old eyes showed surprise.

Endless years ago, the barren pagoda came into being in the road of origin, and he also got the deserted tower, which set foot on a road to achieve the strong.

If there is no accident, in the future, he is likely to cultivate the road of desolation to the extremely perfect state, and then further explore the supreme fairyland!

Unfortunately, all this was destroyed like a mirror. When he was dying of serious injury, he had to incarnate himself and evolve the present star sky in the wilderness.

After the evolution of the starry sky, he was able to preserve and even further improve his cultivation. From the later stage of daozhu, he advanced to the realm of daozun.

However, he also lost the possibility of further, not only his own martial arts realm, but also his noumenon could never leave the starry sky of the wasteland.

Like him, the seven ancient ancestors of the other seven supreme realms are faced with the same difficulties and troubles.

Since there is no chance of immortality, the barren pagoda can only be covered in his own hands. Therefore, the waster ancestors no longer control the barren pagoda, but let those in the wasteland who have higher cultivation and stronger ability can take charge of the barren pagoda. Whether they can become the master of the barren pagoda depends on their own luck.

After a long time, the pagoda has never recognized the Lord again. Although it has passed through generations of strong hands, some of the most powerful also have Taoist respect, but those who are strong can not be truly recognized by the pagoda.

When Huang Zu knew the news that the pagoda had finally recognized the Lord, he was really excited, because it meant that the barren tower of endless years would finally reappear its supreme power!

”The boy is...” Huang Zu frowned and looked at Wuji daozun with a puzzled look.

”My own disciple!”

Although he had guessed in his heart, when he heard this sentence from Wuji daozun's mouth, there was still a trace of sadness on his face.

”Infinity! Are you going to be shameless? How many disciples have you taken in? This apprentice, you have to give me whatever you say

Huang Zu's face suddenly became ferocious, his eyes even turned red, like a vicious gambler, to the edge of madness.

”If the pagoda recognizes him as the main one, it shows that the most suitable thing for him to practice is the road of desolation. If we talk about the perception of the road of desolation, no one can compare with me in this world!”

Huang Zu glared at him and said, ”if you give it to Laozi, you will become an immortal in the future.”

Wuji daozun is also a little surprised, but think carefully, it is no wonder that the wild ancestor will be so excited.

After all, because of that year, Huang Zu has lost the possibility of achieving true immortality. Even after so many years, Huang Zu is still deeply worried about it. Therefore, he hopes to find an inheritor to complete the road he did not finish!”You old man, I haven't found you to settle the account. You are in a bad position, but I want to rob my apprentice?”

”I can teach you if I give you this apprentice,” said the infinite respect