The Original Seeker - Chapter 819

When the Taoist Yuanshi woke up from the darkness again, the sky was already bright.

“We finally won!”

Looking at the fireball in the sky that splashed warm sunlight on the earth, even the most hard-hearted person couldn’t help but show a sincere smile.

They fought the Demon Yang with difficulty for hundreds of years, from being completely suppressed, to resisting courtesy, to gaining the upper hand, and finally completely destroying it in the present world.

Hundreds of fellow practitioners sacrificed in the front line of the anti-devil, the dead accounted for 60% of the true immortals in the entire Daochen Realm, and the surviving immortals were all wounded.

The light ones need to stay in seclusion for a hundred years, and the severely injured people may have to fall into a long sleep before they have a chance to recover.

But no matter what, they still won. Although the price was a bit heavy, Daochen Immortal Realm might have to recuperate for thousands of years before it could return to its pre-war appearance.

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However, the excitement brought about by victory was short-lived. Soon they remembered that the moral immortal Zong, Shengchen Sect, and Wandu Sect were hatred as deep as the sea, and they had to join hands only because they wanted to fight against the devil sun.

Now that the demon sun has been removed, the contradictions that had been temporarily concealed before began to gradually surface again, and everyone couldn’t help but stare at each other.

“Two Taoists, I propose that for the next three hundred years, the existence above the Three Tribulations, an armistice.” Almost the entire process, Chen Taoist, who was the most injured, proposed a high-level armistice agreement.

In this battle, high-level people on all sides suffered heavy casualties, but they were middle and low-level disciples, because they didn’t even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder. Except for a few who were demonized and turned into monsters, most of the others survived.

“can.”

“I agree.”

Although Yuanshi Taoist and Isis were not as badly injured as Chen Taoist, the injuries on their bodies would not recover for a thousand or eight hundred years. Even if a war was initiated at this time to forcefully kill the opponent, it would only hurt themselves and ruin the way. way.

The moral immortal sect of the Yuanshi Taoist, the Shengchen Gate of the Chen Taoist, and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect of Isis, the mother of all insects, are all super large sects that have been passed down in the Daochen realm for tens of thousands of years. If you are forced to fight with injuries, you will end up saying that it is not good for others to benefit from the fisherman.

“Fushengxuan Huang Tianzun is here, my Shengchen Gate.”

“I am a moral immortal.”

“I am poisonous.”

“Swear an oath here.”

“Sanjiao, a monk above the tribulation, truce for three hundred years.”

“…”

“If there is a breach of contract, a fine will be imposed!”

The three of you, I said a lot of words, and almost filled all the loopholes imaginable.

The oath was completed, and a string of imprints in the dark fell on the true immortals of these three sects.

…

“Dear friends, these great purple profound medicines are my thanks.” The three of them took out a handful of crystal clear medicine from their sleeves, and gave them to everyone who was still alive.

“Don’t dare to be it.”

“…”

Everyone said a lot of polite words, but the movements in their hands did not stop in the slightest, and one after another collected the Zixuan medicine in front of them.

This great medicine is the hard currency of the real immortal class of Daochen Realm, and can be used for daily practice, refining, and combat.

The collection of the Zixuan Spirit Machine for refining Zixuan’s great medicine was quite difficult, and the discovery was entirely based on luck.

“Fushengxuan Huang Tianzun…”

“Fushengxuan Huang Tianzun…”

Taoist Chen, who was the most injured, folded his hands together, spit out a Taoist number under his tongue, and then left lightly.

Others responded with the same dao name, each turning into a stream of light, silently disappearing to the horizon.

…

“Where is this…?” In a ruined temple, a dizzy and wounded young man slowly opened his eyes, and stared at a sneaky man trying to “pick up a corpse”. .

“Ghost!” The big-bearded man was frightened by the “deception” boy, jumped a few steps away, and even knocked down some tables and chairs.

“boom!”

The tile bowl with water on the table fell to the ground as a result.

“What’s the noise?!”

After a while, a few soldiers who looked like soldiers walked in swaggeringly around an old man in the middle.

“It’s okay, so I turned over a table and spilled some water.”

Seeing the water spilled on the ground, the old man seemed to have guessed what happened.

“These untouchables are really half-dead and uneasy. You, don’t you hurry up to help the table?” The leader of the army said, pointing to one of the big guys.

“Yes, yes, Jun Ye.” The frightened man with a beard, hurriedly laughed with him, and cleaned up the scene.

As for the **** thing, I didn’t dare to mention it in half a word.

Just now he saw a young man who was seriously injured and unconscious, with a small jade pendant hanging on his neck, and he moved greed for a while and wanted to take it for himself, but he did not expect that the other party woke up just when he was about to do it. , He was taken aback by the guilty conscience.

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“Ahqi, this, this, and these two, let them all go for a ride.” The old man scanned the ruined temple and pointed his finger at the most injured people.

“Yes, sir.” Behind the old man, the guard-like young man had to drew his sword and ended their painful groans with ease and effort.

The old and the young did not pay attention to the situation in the ruined temple anymore, turned and left. As for the weak young man who caused the chaos in the first place, they did not even look at it.

“Those who can still move, climb out for me to eat your meal, and leave the camp within a quarter of an hour after eating. Those who can’t move, wait for death.” The army chief slid down in the ruined temple temporarily used as a wounded barracks. A cruel word, and then left.

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“That’s still not a human being… After suffering such a serious injury, besides walking a little slower, he can still eat like a normal person?” The bearded man recalled what he had seen before. There were obviously several fatal injuries on his body. juvenile.

“I’m Baimo?” The young man sorted out the countless memories in his mind while picking up rice.

After waking up from a coma, ~www.mtlnovel.com~ there are countless memories in the teenager’s mind.

His previous life was the aloof Demon Sun Dao Sovereign in the Daochen Realm.

When trying to step out of the heavenly realm, because he accidentally exposed his essence as a traverser, and was not tolerated by this world, the countless enemies of the past were all turned into human beings and attacked.

Although with their peerless power, they smashed their heads and drove them back abruptly, but in the end they still had to break through the space with a strand of broken soul and rebirth because of the accumulated injuries.

This young man who died in the chaos army happened to be the target of the remnant soul.

“Now is the 270th year of the Dagan Dynasty. The two floods and droughts have swept across many states, and the victims have been displaced and turned into refugees. Many of the refugees have been incorporated by various insurgents and attacked the prefectures and counties.

My predecessor was originally the son of a small wealthy family in Chu’an City, Taizhou, but Chu’an City was destroyed by the rebels, and the whole family was not in the war…” Bai Mo, who had recovered part of his memory, began to organize the memories of this predecessor.

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