"Daoist friends guessed well, the chance of sanctification is related to the crape myrtle sage." Ye Xu said.

Yang Xuanzhan was inexplicably excited.

The Crape Myrtle Saint has a mysterious origin and is extremely powerful, otherwise he would not have provoked the saints of the South China Sea to join forces 30,000 years ago and forced him to leave the Southern Wilderness.

But what Yang Xuanzhan didn't know was that the Crape Myrtle Sage was severely injured and fell soon after.

His cave is in the Southern Wilderness.

For more than 30,000 years, no one has discovered that the place where the crape myrtle sage sits, obviously hidden in an extremely secret place, hidden in another time and space.

"System, query the Crape Myrtle Sage Cave Mansion."

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[Crape Myrtle Sage Cave Mansion: Thirty thousand years ago, the crape myrtle sage was severely injured by the saints of the Southern Wilderness, and finally sat on Taicang Mountain twenty-three years later. 】

[The Saint's Cave Mansion has a Beidou Killing Array, which is a Saint-level formation. In the cave, there are the remains of the crape myrtle saint, an inner world ......]

The 20,000 Heavenly Machine Points were subtracted, and Ye Xu's Heavenly Machine Points became 68,000.

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Ye Xu felt pain in his flesh.

"That'...... May I ask my seniors, where is the cave of the crape myrtle sage? Yang Xuanzhan asked cautiously.

"In this jade slip, it is recorded the location of the Ziwei Sage Cave Mansion, as well as the method of cracking the Beidou Killing Array." Ye Xu said, and a jade slip flew towards Yang Xuanzhan.

Yang Xuanzhan was overjoyed.

"Thank you for your advice."

Yang Xuanzhan shook his head to the ground, "If the younger generation is sanctified, he will definitely visit the senior again." ”

After that, Yang Xuanzhan was about to leave Tianji Pavilion.

"Wait."

Ye Xu said slowly.

"What did the seniors command?" Yang Xuanzhan didn't know why, he stopped and turned his head to stare at Ye Xu.

"Fellow Daoists, blessings and misfortunes depend on them, and misfortunes and blessings lurk."

Ye Xu was unfathomable, "Sanctification now, it may not be good news for you. ”

Hearing this, Yang Xuanzhan frowned, and his heart hung tightly in the air.

"Please speak to your seniors." Yang Xuanzhan arched his hand.

"That's fine."

Ye Xu sighed lightly, "For the sake of your sincerity, I will reveal another piece of news to you." ”

"If you become holy this time, it is very likely that you will be killed."

"If the status quo is maintained, you can still survive in secret."

Yang Xuanzhan's pupils shrank suddenly, for Ye Xu's words, he had already taken them as the truth, and he was convinced, these words made Yang Xuanzhan have no joy at all, only fear remained.

"Senior, this ...... Why is this happening? Yang Xuanzhan asked eagerly.

Of course, life is more important than the plan of sanctification.

If the life is gone, even if it is sanctified, what is the use?

"There are two saints in Xuanfu Palace, right?" Ye Xu asked.

Yang Xuanzhan was puzzled and nodded heavily.

"What does this have to do with Xuanfu Palace?" Yang Xuanzhan was puzzled.

"One of the saints, named Yuxiao Saint, practiced the Tai Chi Yuan Rune Sutra and became a saint 1,200 years ago, and now he is in the early stage of the Saint Realm, yes or no?"

"Seniors, Uncle Yuxiao was indeed sanctified 1,200 years ago." Yang Xuanzhan said.

"There is another saint, who is your master, Gu Lingxiao."

Ye Xu said lightly: "The problem lies with him. ”

"Master?"

Yang Xuanzhan was incredulous, "Shizun has something to do with my death? ”

"It can't be."

"When I was young, I was accepted as an apprentice by my master, and I was the only personal disciple, he treated me like a son and taught me all his skills, how could he harm me?"

Yang Xuanzhan didn't dare to accept Ye Xu's answer.

"There's no need to rush."

Ye Xu smiled lightly, "I will tell you the reason." ”

"Xuanfu Palace has two saint-level exercises, one of which is the Taiji Yuan Rune Sutra created by the first generation patriarch of Xuanfu Palace, Xuanfu Saint, right?"

Yang Xuanzhan nodded blankly.

This is a well-known thing in the Southern Wilderness, and it is not a secret.

"The second saint-level exercise is the Nine Turns Nirvana Sutra." Ye Xu's voice changed, and his tone was sharp: "The problem lies in the Nine Turns Nirvana Sutra. ”

Yang Xuanzhan raised his head, what he cultivated was the Nine Turns Nirvana Sutra.

After the first generation of the ancestor of Xuanfu Palace was feathered, a proud son of heaven was born, this person was named Lu Fengming, and he was the second saint of Xuanfu Palace.

Lu Fengming cultivated the Tai Chi Yuan Fu Sutra to perfection and could not go any further, so he spent his whole life and found another way to create the Nine Turns Nirvana Sutra.

Rao was like this, Lu Fengming did not go further, and finally ran out of longevity and sat in the Xuanfu Palace.

But.

Although Lu Fengming died, this Nine Turns Nirvana Sutra has been handed down, and in more than 100,000 years, it has created eight saints of Xuanfu Palace.

And the Tai Chi Yuan Fu Sutra has only created five saints.

The exercises created by Lu Fengming seem to surpass the founding patriarch.

In the vein of Yang Xuanzhan, the cultivation has always been the Nine Turns Nirvana Sutra.

"Senior, what do you want to tell me, isn't it that I will die in the battle between the two veins?" Yang Xuanzhan asked.

Ye Xu shook his head.

"I have already told you that the one who put you to death is your master." Ye Xu stared at Yang Xuanzhan and smiled, "Do you want to know, who is your master?" ”

Yang Xuanzhan frowned, of course he knew the origin of his master, but Ye Xu's words obviously meant something else.

"Please make it clear to your seniors."

"The culprit is Lu Fengming, who created the Nine Turns Nirvana Sutra. Your master, the current Gu Lingxiao, is Lu Fengming. Ye Xu's words are sonorous.

"Impossible!"

Yang Xuanzhan couldn't believe it, this was ridiculous.

Lu Fengming has been dead for more than 100,000 years, how can he become his master?

Looking at Yang Xuanzhan, who was lost and depressed, Ye Xu sighed for a while.

If it were him, he wouldn't believe it.

But heaven shows that there can be no mistakes.

Yang Xuanzhan's master is indeed Lu Fengming.

"Everything has to start from 170,000 years ago, from this nine-turn Nirvana Sutra."

Ye Xu told the story.

"170,000 years ago, Lu Fengming's cultivation of the Tai Chi Yuan Fu Sutra encountered a bottleneck, and his cultivation was consummated in the saint realm, and he could not go any further and advance to the saint king."

"So he created the Nine Turns of Nirvana Sutra."

"As the name suggests, if you practice this method, you will have nine eons, and after nine times of nirvana, you will be able to transcend and become holy."

Yang Xuanzhan's body trembled.

Ye Xu's analysis is completely correct.

"However, for the founder, the person who cultivates the Nine Turns of Nirvana Sutra is his nourishment. Once sanctified, Lu Fengming will devour it. ”

"Devouring one is obviously not enough, you must devour nine to break through the bottleneck and be promoted to the Saint King."

"Now, he's devoured the eighth."

"You're about to be the ninth."

Yang Xuanzhan's mind roared, he couldn't control his thoughts at all, and his whole person was paralyzed to the ground like a puddle of mud, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The master who worked hard and cultivated himself since he was a child actually regarded himself as nourishment, and when he was holy, he devoured it in one fell swoop.

The truth is too cruel.

If it weren't for Yang Xuanzhan who had experienced the horror of life and death, he was afraid that he would have collapsed.

Even so, Yang Xuanzhan was on the verge of collapse.

"You can recall that when Lu Fengming was alive, the first saint was born in the Nine Turns Nirvana Sutra. Thirty years later, Lu Fengming sat down. ”

"And after the birth of the third saint who cultivated the Nine Turns Nirvana Sutra, the previous one also fell after thirty years."

"This is because it takes Lu Fengming thirty years to completely devour the disciple's soul, spiritual rhyme, and laws before he can complete the purpose of the dove occupying the magpie's nest."

Ye Xu's tone was indifferent, but his heart was also fluctuating.

The fantasy world, the jungle eats the strong, is more naked and cruel than the world he lived in in his previous life.

Here, the strong hold the truth.

Speaking of which, Yang Xuanzhan had completely believed Ye Xu's statement.

What Ye Xu said is not at all different from reality.

"So what should I do?"

Yang Xuanzhan's lips trembled, with both fear and anger, the master he admired all his life turned out to be a dove occupying the magpie's nest and murdering the younger generations.

This made Yang Xuanzhan's concept collapse.

"Please save me!"

Yang Xuanzhan prostrate on the ground, his five bodies on the ground.