After sighing, after thinking for a while, Wuhu found that under such circumstances, he wanted to discover the little spiritual consciousness that he had differentiated from his own family, but only one way could be used. [:.Com Text/Text//

That is, with the help of the luck of heaven and earth.

If the Lingkong Immortal Realm is still the Lingkong Immortal Realm of the past, Wuhu would never dare to have this idea. However, from his sensing of the spiritual energy of the Lingkong Immortal Realm, we can tell that the Lingkong Immortal Realm is completely declining. Although it is not necessarily that there are no masters of the Daluo Golden Immortal level who are still secluded here, as long as he is more cautious in his work, he does not have to worry about attracting the attention of cultivators of that level.

"Hmph, if you want to betray me, I will let you fly south!" With a cold snorkeling, the black-throated body disappeared from Yinya Mountain.

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The Emperor's Court of the South Heaven, Study Room.

"At that time, in this study, the previous Majesty of the Red Emperor gave me the identity of the candidate emperor and had high hopes for me. As a result, you also saw that I did it and successfully sat on the throne of the Red Emperor of the South Heaven!" Zhong Yuan said with a gentle face, "Before, you two were also given the identity of the Red Emperor of the South China in this study. I tell you now that I have great expectations for you two. I hope that one of you can defeat all the heroes as I did back then and become the new Red Emperor of the South China!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely live up to your expectations!" A young and handsome male monk said.

"Senior Brother Wang, I won't let you!" Following closely behind, another beautiful female cultivator, also spoke. Her voice was a little naughty, but her confidence was undoubtedly revealed.

"Okay, then you go!" Zhong Yuan waved his hand, and the two of them bowed their own hands and left.

Watching them go out, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but sigh, "Thousand years, a cycle of reincarnation! The responsibility on my shoulders can finally be removed, and finally relaxed!"

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Samadhi City.

The black throat is like an ordinary casual cultivator, walking casually on the streets and exploring, with pedestrians on both sides.

"What do you think, this time, our Senior Brother Haiyin from Samadhi Zen Temple will eventually reach in the battle between the Emperor's Son?"

"I think it would be good to be able to enter the top twenty. Senior Brother Haiyin is indeed powerful, but compared with the successors of those real sects, there is still a gap. Besides, there is also the emperor's son of the Western Heaven Emperor Court. Last time, the Western Heaven Emperor Court suffered a loss and became a laughing stock in the five fairy worlds. This time, he will definitely be more cautious."

"That's true. If you want to win the top twenty, you will have a higher hope of making a profit in the end!"

"That's right, but if you want to have insurance, it's better to be thirty!"

"We are in danger of wealth and honor! I have always been optimistic about my senior brother's vision."

......

"Have you heard that? The master of the Academy lets Senior Brother Haiyin enter the Samadhi Pass. It seems that if Senior Brother Haiyin comes out this time, his cultivation will definitely increase with a leap. It seems that the master of the Academy is determined to upgrade our Samadhi Zen Temple to the top sect."

"I know, but I think it's not important to improve my strength. With the current strength, it takes more to develop combat power as much as possible."

"Everyone knows this, but it is too difficult to implement it. Otherwise, the world's great sect would have used it for a long time."

......

"It's a pity that we are not qualified to go for this battle for the throne. If we can go to watch the battle, we will definitely gain a lot. No, our bottleneck can be broken because of this. What a pity!"

"Okay, this is our fate! We don't have that foundation, so don't think about those things that don't look for. Who will do the position of White Emperor in the West in the end? It doesn't have much impact on us monks. We should worry more about the things around us."

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"Zen Temple, senior brother, emperor son, throne fight,..."

After hearing the keywords that kept filling my ears, Wuhu could figure out what was happening in just a moment.

"So that's it. In the current fairy world, there are no Daluo Golden Immortal-level masters who can suppress the situation. Therefore, the throne has to be passed on every thousand years. It seems that my luck is still good, and I happened to encounter such a good thing.

If I seize the title of the White Emperor in the West, then the issue of calling the fortune of heaven and earth for supervision can be easily completed. It seems that it is necessary for me to spend a little more time."

Wuhu sighed in his mouth, but his face was full of smiles.

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Time passed day by day, and before I knew it, Wuhu had been in this Samadhi City for nearly ten days.

On this day, Wuhu was drinking fragrant tea in a teahouse. Suddenly, he heard a loud shock coming from the west. The monks who were familiar with Samadhi City all understood that it was Samadhi Zen Temple.

At that time, Wuhu's heart moved and could no longer sit still. After paying the tea, his body shook and disappeared. When he reappeared, he had already reached the Samadhi Zen Temple.

Not far ahead, in a hall, there were flowers falling in the sky, golden lotus gushing in the ground, strange fragrance rose, flying in the sky, and a peaceful appearance. Wushu walked clearly. It must be the Zen Master Haiyin who had made a breakthrough and had left the seclusion.

Thinking of this, Wuhu was very happy, "I finally waited for so long. It seems that time has not been wasted!"

Amid the secret feeling of Wushu, the laughing monk who thought he looked only about fifteen or sixteen years old, walked out of the hall. The rich Buddha light faintly surging on his body made Wushu, who had been a rival of Buddha for his whole life, see clearly and clearly.

"It's not bad. He has actually achieved the high-level cultivation of the Golden Immortal. However, such cultivation is still not enough in front of me! Hai Yin, enjoy your last time very well, because, next, I will take over your body!" With a playful sigh, the black throat shook his body and disappeared.

When Wuhu was leaving, the look of Zen Master Haiyin made him feel something. That is, time turned his eyes here and observed. Unfortunately, he was one step too late and looked at nothing.

"Maybe, I'm too sensitive!" Seeing this, Zen Master Haiyin no longer paid any attention.

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