Chapter 327 The Confucian Sage of Heaven Is Born. Welcome Mr. Qi Back. All Demons Must Bow Down.

Facing many medieval ice corpses.

Long Jian and Snake Fei stood outside the peaks of the snow-capped mountains, their expressions very solemn.

I find these guys extremely difficult to deal with.

In the Middle Ages, they were all powerful men of the third level, able to survive for tens of thousands of years, and their bodies were extremely powerful beings.

Coupled with the aura emanating from the ascension platform, they realized something was wrong.

What did Lu Mingyuan do inside?

Why can he, a twelve-level martial artist, use the power of the Ascension Platform?

Several more figures rushed to the vicinity of the white mountain peak. They were all famous beings in the demon clan. They were Prince Kunpeng, Long Xuan and others who had just arrived at Feisheng Ancient City.

"May I ask you two adults, what is going on?" Prince Kunpeng asked.

Not only him, Long Xuan was also confused, wondering why such a big change suddenly occurred here.

Long Jian had stopped fighting with the chess master and used the orbs to divine for a while before saying: "Great Yan Prime Minister Qi Xingyan suffered a death disaster, and the Great Yan King is using heaven-defying methods to bring him back to life. The rules of the world here will become Increasingly disorganized, we”

Just saying.

"boom."

A wave of pressure swept over.

"boom."

The demon kings, including Long Xuan and Prince Kunpeng, except Snake Concubine and Long Jian, were all forced to kneel on the ground by the pressure, unable to move.

For a time, the monsters living in the ascension ruins were all lying on the ground, trembling.

Saints are transcendent and aloof, completely different from ordinary monks.

The pressure he possesses cannot be resisted even by those in the Thirteenth Realm.

Even Long Jian and She Fei were shocked. The decadent and old chess saint was already in front of them, and he was no match for them. He had been suppressed repeatedly. Where did this saint's pressure come from?

At the same time, a graceful and tranquil figure was trapped in a secret cave.

This place is located on the other side of the ascension platform and is sparsely populated.

This figure is none other than Qi Muxue, who has been away for a long time.

"Father."

When she heard the movement, she raised her head, looked at the ascension platform on the other side, and murmured.

Could it be said that the ascension platform really has such an effect?

Suddenly, there were footsteps near my ears.

Qi Muxue immediately said in a cold voice: "Sui Yuqing, if you want to use me to coerce the Holy Emperor, I can only say that your calculation is completely wrong."

"You seduced me here just to seize the ascension platform, right?"

At this moment, Sui Yuqing who appeared here looked quite strange, his eyes were a little less cold and more charming, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sui Yuqing said in a very calm tone: "It can't be called coercion. If I were alone, it would still be a little difficult to get close to the ascension platform. If you are here, it will be easier."

She is the inner demon in Sui Yuqing's heart.

Now that she has become a complete conscious body, she only needs a physical body to realize her true self.

She also needs the ascension platform.

Lu Mingyuan has already used the ascension platform to resurrect Qi Xingyan. When Qi Xingyan is born soon, everyone's attention will be on dealing with her, and then her chance will come.

Sudden.

Some part of Qi Muxue's body exuded dazzling brilliance.

She quickly checked and found that it was the green hosta.

In the past, the hosta helped her break through the Great Confucianism, but now the sacred hosta appears again. What it means is self-evident.

"Maybe this is a good opportunity."

Qi Muxue looked directly in the direction of Sui Yuqing.

As soon as his hand was loosened, the simple hosta flew out, and with a "boom", a big hole was poked in the formation at the door.

"What?"

Sui Yuqing did not expect that Qi Muxue had the means to penetrate the formation.

"Don't think that winning by sneak attack will give you an advantage over me. I am no longer the same person I was before!"

Qi Muxue offered an ancient book on Confucianism and Taoism condensed with Haoran's righteousness, which was her Confucianism and Taoism magic weapon.

"My heart is full of laws, and the ethics and teachings will always be prosperous."

The jade finger tapped a line in an ancient book on Confucianism and Taoism.

Behind Qi Muxue also stood a hundred-meter-tall golden statue, which looked exactly like her, exquisitely carved and lifelike.

A book tens of meters long surrounds the Dharma image, golden light flows, and the brush in his hand moves towards Sui Yu to count.

Sui Yuqing naturally did not sit still and waited for death. She took out the whisk and mobilized Dao Qi. The whisk wrapped around her and left her original position to avoid the attack of the Dharma.

Just as the two women were fighting.

In the inner cave of the ascension platform, Lu Mingyuan stood in the soul-calling magic circle, continuously releasing his life essence and blood to stabilize the real and illusory soul-calling channel.

As time went by, with the dedication of the Golden Crow's destiny, the souls that had been dissipated by Qi Xingyan were gradually absorbed back and condensed.

"Whoosh!"

A green hosta shoots out from the sky.

These ingested souls all attached themselves to the weak surviving holy soul of the hosta, making it gradually stronger.

In the process, Lu Mingyuan's mental power was constantly being annihilated due to the backlash from Heaven.

Even gods cannot compete with the will of the entire world.

It is really difficult to change one's fate against the will of nature. Lu Mingyuan endures the pain that comes from the sea of ​​consciousness all the time.

His physical body was already extremely close to the Martial Saint, but at this time his face had become a little pale and his aura was gradually weakening.

With a "pop" sound, there was a cracking sound in Lu Mingyuan's body.

A clear crack appeared on his body's orifice.

The body shook, blood flowed from the corner of the mouth, and the body also cracked, like ceramics, about to fall apart.

This is the terrifying thing about the backlash of heaven, which will directly affect the body and soul, and cannot be defended.

No matter how powerful your cultivation is, you can't compete with the nature of heaven and earth.

Lu Mingyuan could no longer continue to deliver his life essence and blood, otherwise he himself would be killed by Heaven first.

However, if you stop at this time, all your previous efforts will be wasted.

Later, the backlash from heaven and earth became more and more powerful, and the soul-calling magic circle could not be maintained and was gradually wiped out.

If this continues, the soul summoning will end in failure, and even the souls that have been summoned will dissipate again.

“Don’t give up halfway!”

Lu Mingyuan gritted his teeth and finally had to use the power of dragon luck and even luck.

Nourished by Great Yan's fortune, his physical body healed quickly.

But it soon shattered again.

It is in this repeated process.

Lu Mingyuan's aura became increasingly decadent.

If he were an ordinary martial artist in the heavenly and human realm, he would probably have died long ago.

Not even an immortal can withstand such a loss.

Lu Mingyuan once again crushed a piece of Divine Meteor Blood Jade in his palm to nourish his body.

Continue to maintain the spiritual summoning circle.

He has already consumed a lot of God Meteor Blood Stones, and even if he controls most of the treasury, it is still too much to withstand such losses.

Perhaps because it dissipated between heaven and earth and then condensed again, and the sacrificial object came from the purest national destiny, Qi Xingyan's soul was tainted with a strange aura that was beyond words.

It seems extremely sacred.

"The soul returns to the body and changes destiny against the will of heaven!"

Lu Mingyuan shouted, and the seals formed by his hands changed.

Now has reached the most critical moment, success or failure depends on this.

"boom."

The soul-calling passage collapsed, releasing extremely terrifying destructive power.

This force went straight towards the Qi Xing Inkstone in the center, not allowing a sage to violate the rules of heaven and come back to life.

Lu Mingyuan did not hesitate at all. With his majestic body, he blocked all the destructive power and did not let the bones bear even a single bit.

As a result, the injury became more serious, and the body of the infinitely close Martial Saint was almost broken into pieces and became a bloody mess.

The soul and sea of ​​consciousness were severely damaged, covered with dense cracks, like spider webs, and were on the verge of collapse.

"puff."

Lu Mingyuan spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his breath getting weaker and weaker.

If this continues, even if you don't die, you will have no hope of reaching the third level.

"Wow."

A vortex between reality and illusion appears, communicating an unknown space.

In the whirlpool, a faint sacred shadow appeared vaguely, which was very similar to Qi Xingyan. He was trying his best to break free, but was greatly hindered.

The aura of the shadow is noble and full of divinity, as if it were a god.

Countless illusory chains were intertwined in the whirlpool and wrapped around the pale shadow, tightly binding it like a prison-locked dragon.

The faint shadow is Qi Xingyan's complete soul, where all spirituality lies. If it is not recalled and entered into the physical body, the physical body will be just an empty shell. Even if it is combined with the physical body, it cannot be resurrected.

But the old physical body is no longer enough to support the soul to settle in.

The only last step is to use the power of the ascension platform.

Only by reshaping a physical body can the soul and body become one.

But Lu Mingyuan's current situation is no longer enough to bear the last step.

Activate the ascent platform.

At this moment, thousands of miles away in the Tianshan Confucian Temple.

Zhu An, the current deputy leader of the Confucian Temple, who was sitting upright in the main hall, looked at the signs that among the hundreds of plaques, the soul lamp of Wen Qi that had been extinguished had actually resurrected.

Zhu An's eyes were full of surprise: "Can you really do this?"

"It is truly unheard of to use the fate of the country as a sacrifice, to come back from the dead, and to change one's fate against the will of heaven."

After Yasheng resigned as the leader of the Confucian Temple, the power of the Confucian Temple has always fallen on his head, Zhu An.

The current leader of the Confucian temple, the divine dragon, is nowhere to be seen, and I don’t know who his last name is.

Everyone only knows that this person and Ya Sheng are from the same era.

Even earlier.

The idle clouds and wild cranes have disappeared for a long time.

Then Zhu An is truly the number one person in the Confucian Temple.

Now seeing the changes in the Wen Qi Soul Lamp, even Zhu An couldn't help but feel compassion.

The resurrected person came from the Confucian temple after all.

But Confucianism and Taoism have always been in line with the way of heaven. If we take action, will it go against the way of heaven?

"That's all."

Zhu An sighed deeply.

He owed someone a favor.

He has always felt guilty about the death of the eighth prince Lu Yunqing.

Take action today and treat it as a cause and effect.

Zhu An faced the five ancient sages of the Confucian Temple and offered a stick of incense.

Point it out and transform the chess piece with Qi.

On the chessboard among all living beings, a piece was placed.

As a chess player, he should not have interfered.

But he cannot escape the blame for the human race's calamity. He alone must bear the retribution behind it.

In the cave.

Lu Mingyuan discovered it in a daze.

In the originally lifeless void, an invisible hand seemed to appear and push.

Injecting his monstrous luck into the disk of the ascension platform.

"Wow!!"

In an instant, the disc emitted unparalleled brilliant golden light.

Thirty-three heavenly gate visions rushing into the clouds.

A stream of fairy energy swept across the earth, and the air waves spread across thousands of miles. Everyone could feel the long-lost divine power appearing in this world in an instant.

A seven-colored divine cloud appeared in the sky, and the bright divine light fell down. The divine cloud became wider and wider, covering the entire cave sky, the entire continent, and the entire heaven and earth.

After many years, the Ascension Platform was finally restarted.

Lu Mingyuan looked up at the golden light overflowing in the void. From the exposed corner, he could see the Immortal Palace Bridge in Heaven and the shadows of the gods.

"Return to the body, resurrect."

His expression became extremely serious.

The powerful divine power within the ascension platform was instantly released, wrapping Qi Xingyan's body and soul together, and then slowly merging the two.

The three souls of heaven, earth and man entered the body's air sea and simultaneously submerged into the sea of ​​consciousness and the Yuanshen Confucian Temple in Dantian.

"boom."

Outside the Ascension Platform Cave, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and thousands of thunders appeared at the same time, as if the heaven and earth were angry.

The entire sky over the sea became dark and extremely oppressive.

The evil thoughts of those wandering immortals became extremely uneasy.

"Heaven is furious, this is a symbol of changing one's destiny against heaven!"

A human monk who had just landed ashore said in a trembling voice.

Changing one's destiny against heaven violates the rules of heaven's operation. Once successful, it will naturally arouse the anger of heaven and earth.

"Wow——"

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered from all directions and merged into Qi Xingyan's body. The damaged body recovered quickly.

Soon, not a single scar was left.

Even more perfect.

Qi Xingyan's body floated up, accompanied by the gentle spring breeze, his gray hair on his temples fluttered like willows, his body's Qi was powerful and his righteousness was extremely pure, like the sun in the world, shining on all things.

His hair began to turn black.

The appearance is also rapidly becoming younger.

His will has never disappeared, and he is trapped in a dark and boundless world, struggling hard and fighting against heaven and earth.

If he were an ordinary monk, he would probably have died long ago.

Slowly, his thoughts began to recover, and pictures and memories appeared in his mind.

At the end, the figures of Qi Muxue and Lu Mingyuan emerged clearly.

"boom."

An extremely powerful force, a Confucian and Taoist spirit carrying a trace of holy power, burst out from Qi Xingyan.

At this moment, Qi Xingyan finally opened his eyes and woke up from his deep sleep.

This rotten old man actually turned into a middle-aged scholar as gentle as jade through the power of the ascension platform.

The aura is countless times stronger than before!

But what remains unchanged is the kindness and spring breeze in his eyes.

The man-made saint was forged by integrating the fate of the Great Flame, the fortune of the Seven Kingdoms, and the fate of the Golden Crow. However, the term "artificial saint" does not sound good. It would be more appropriate to use the word "Confucian Sage of the Destiny".

Different from the traditional Confucian sages who absorbed the destiny of heaven, Qi Xingyan was a destined Confucian sage who absorbed a large amount of human destiny and used the divine power of the ascension platform to cast his divine body!

Qi Xingyan stood up and moved his arms that exuded divine light. He felt that his hands were filled with endless power, as if he could pick off the stars in the sky with just one lift of his hand.

His power is much stronger than before.

Qi Xingyan said nothing, his eyes showing an increasingly deeper light.

His pupils rolled as he observed his surroundings.

When he saw the soul summoning circle engraved by Lu Mingyuan and the blood on the ground, he immediately understood everything and his heart was filled with shock.

You don't need to think about it to know that Lu Mingyuan must have paid an extremely huge price in order to resurrect him.

With Qi Xingyan's knowledge, he naturally knew how difficult it was to summon the soul, especially for a saint.

"Oh, why is it like this?"

Qi Xingyan sighed, but there was no blame in his eyes, only deep emotion.

"Sir, you are planning to pacify the great flames of the Middle Earth, and your body is destroyed by the Heavenly Mystery. I must follow this method, what should I do?"

"No matter what, I would like to welcome Mr. Qi back!"

Lu Mingyuan smiled slightly, his face was pale, and he could not hide the joy in his eyes.

"Next, leave it to me."

"Now that the saint has emerged, all demons must bow their heads."

Qi Xingyan's faint tone contained a spontaneous sense of mission.

In his heart, even if he lives another life.

I must go through fire and water for this life.