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Just as he was thinking, he heard Princess Zhuang Shu continue,"The more true immortals there are, the less 'natural source' there will be left empty."

&Quot; however, after the war of untainted land, many genuine Immortals died. Therefore, the ownerless 'origin' appeared. &Quot;

"The current floating life realm and the demon race's qingyao mountain both have a lot of 'origins'."

"Immortal friend PEI, you have two 'origins' in your grasp of the laws."

"Next, if fellow Daoist can restore your immortal seat, these two 'origins' will be the great DAOs you control."

"Everything related to these two 'origins' will be under fellow Daoist's control."

"However, as 'origins', there are stronger and weaker ones."

&Quot; the more people walk on the great Dao of origins, the wider the path will be, and the stronger the great Dao will be! &Quot;

"The less people walk, the narrower the road, and the limited power."

&Quot; therefore, only one person can master the 'origin' laws before becoming an immortal. &Quot;

&Quot; however, after becoming an immortal, the 'origin' nomological laws will transform into the 'origin' great Dao. The more juniors who master this nomological law, the better! &Quot;

&Quot; the nine great sects in the Panhu realm are like this. &Quot;

"The founding patriarchs of the nine sects all mastered the great Dao of 'origin'."

&Quot; as long as their disciples step onto the great Dao left behind by their ancestors and comprehend the laws within, the founding patriarchs of the nine sects will become stronger and stronger even if they do nothing. &Quot;

"This Grand Dao will also dramatically increase in power."

&Quot; and the junior cultivators who walk this path will naturally be stronger than other cultivators of the same realm! &Quot;

"The one in front of me has yet to grasp the 'origin', so he's only a loose immortal ..."

PEI Ling listened attentively. He had two "origins ..." They should be the wooden figure and the derived law six orders!

When he had transcended his inner demon tribulation, the other nomological laws had all appeared by fusing. Only the wooden figure and the derived six orders had each been an individual inner demon tribulation!

These two laws were clearly different from the other four laws!

He wasn't the only one who controlled the three laws of 'forget',' defy', and 'sleep'.

As for 'masses'. .. From what the true immortal's will meant, it was very likely that no one in this world could master this law, but the upper realm could!

From the looks of it, the reason the " curse " left its inheritance in you su tomb was not just to cut karma. If the junior comprehended the same curse law, then the other party's " origin " would continue to grow stronger, just like the founding ancestors of the nine sects ... However, the junior who comprehended the law would be unlucky!

As the 'curse' had only ascended a few thousand years ago, there were not many existences that had comprehended its nomological laws. The corresponding great Dao was very weak!

Fortunately, he had not comprehended the laws of 'curse'!

Seeing that the true immortal's will had more or less explained the 'origin', PEI Ling suddenly said, " "That cultivation vessel of mine is about to walk the immortal path."

"I've given him several powerful immortal techniques, but he hasn't been able to learn them ..."

Before she could finish speaking, Princess Zhuang Shu pointed out with a finger. A dark light streaked across the void, and an extremely thick [ netherworld fog ] suddenly entered the space between PEI Ling's brows.

Accompanied by a bone-chilling aura, in an instant, a large amount of complicated Immortal Technique information gushed into PEI Ling's mind like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

"Ding dong! An unfamiliar Immortal Technique has been detected. The system is recording it for you ..."

"Ding dong! An unfamiliar Immortal Technique has been detected, system ..."

"Ding dong! An unfamiliar Immortal Technique is detected ..."

In the darkness, Thunder rumbled.

The nine pillars rose to the sky, and the chains of the heavenly Tribulation that were wrapped around them were constantly rubbing against each other under the bombardment of the lightning. Huala, Huala ... The sound of a flood was mixed with the whispers that seemed to be ringing in their ears all the time, and it was overwhelming.

Under a white pillar, PEI Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

He glanced at the immortal, who was between being visible and invisible, and without any hesitation, he disappeared from this world.

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You su tomb.

In the void, the pitch-black throne floated quietly.The most update n0vels are published on Novᴇ(l)ꜰɪre .ɴᴇt

The throne was as dark as ink, and there were red lines on it, exuding a powerful curse.

Suddenly, a black-robed figure appeared on the throne. His aura was restrained and his eyes were calm. It was PEI Ling.

After returning to the netherworld, he immediately took out an ancient scroll.

In the painting scroll, smoke and clouds were dense, like the color of the sky and sea, vast and vast, but the color was dark, cold and eerie.

Among the clouds and smoke, a figure in a black robe stood quietly. His eyes were calm and his breath was restrained like a mortal's, but his aura was like a towering mountain. Just by standing there, he opened up a side of the world.

It was the scroll that Fu Qiong had given him, the one that the ancestors of the Zhong gang sect had used to pass down their legacy!

PEI Ling looked at the painting and focused slightly. In the painting, the clouds and smoke surrounding him immediately surged like waves and condensed into the six elements cloud Phoenix in the blink of an eye ...

His saber never left his body.

Unsheathed and bloodied.

He drew his saber and did not retreat.

Don't kill mortals.

He was not afraid of death.

Cutting Dharma, cutting Dao, cutting life, cutting Immortals and demons.

These clouds appeared in the painting for a moment and then turned into a beautiful long saber with countless runes intertwining. The blade trembled slightly and made a sharp whistling sound. In the blink of an eye, it fell into the palm of the person in the painting. The whole painting was full of light and blood, which soared into the sky and caused the surrounding void to fluctuate. It took a long time before it gradually calmed down.

The sharp saber intent still remained in the outside world!

Looking at this scene, PEI Ling nodded his head slightly. With a wave of his sleeve, he kept the painting.

After becoming the great Dao of the origin, the more people who walked this great Dao, the better!

Therefore, he wanted to leave behind his own blade Dao laws in the inheritance for future generations to comprehend.

&Quot; although only the Holy Sons and holy virgins of the past generations can access the heritage of the Zhong gang sect, as long as a genius disciple gets married and has children after receiving the heritage like the nine Ali clan, the Fuguang Sihong clan, and the pillow stone su clan, this law can still be widely spread among his descendants. &Quot;

"However, the Zhong gang sect only needs to leave behind one 'origin'."

"We have to consider the possibility that the younger generation of disciples will die halfway, have limited comprehension, or even be uninterested in starting a family ..."

"The 'origin' of the wooden figure will be treated as another inheritance and placed back in the 'Xi Wu' school ..."

At the thought of this, PEI Ling took out a high-grade soul-nourishing bag. The runes on it had been destroyed, and a thick yin energy lingered around it. After the bag was opened, a wisp of black smoke immediately escaped from it and quickly fled into the distance.

PEI Ling calmly looked at the black smoke, not making any movements.

The wisp of black smoke left a dark gray trail in the air. Its speed had already been raised to its limit. However, no matter how it escaped, it was still only half an arm's length away from PEI Ling. It was unable to pull away from him!

A moment later, he sensed that something was wrong. The black smoke stopped and turned into an illusionary figure. His eyes were delicate but sinister. He still maintained the appearance of the boy from White Grass town, little ni. It was ni!

Ni looked at PEI Ling and said in a calm voice,"You can't kill me!"