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The memory of Princess All Saints is becoming more and more clear in Gu Zixia's mind.

Out of helplessness, Xie Que could only temporarily confine his wife to sleep.

If not, I am afraid that it will be completely eroded by the memory of the Halloween Princess soon.

Hundreds of thousands of years of memory will also completely corrupt her, making it difficult for her to recognize herself.

But now it seems that there is no suitable solution.

Xie Que also had to put the matter on hold.

He is not in a hurry about this matter. His wife is still young now, and has reached the level of a true king. Her lifespan is almost endless, so he is not afraid of wasting time.

Xie Que is confident that it won't be long before he has the ability to solve this problem.

The most important thing before this, for him, was to establish his own power and completely get rid of the control of the Rotation Path.

Now I already have the ability to compete with the Dharma King, and with the relationship between the Crimson Dragon Dharma King and me.

Presumably the other three Dharma kings will also throw a rat weapon against themselves.

After thinking about it, Xie Que summoned True Lord Xiuxian.

In the Buddhist palace, incense was burned, but the stone statue of the Holy King that still existed before was also demolished.

The entire hall was pure and clean, except for two futons and an incense burner in the center.

If other believers saw it, they would be shocked.

In the Buddha's palace, there is no statue of the holy king.

This is tantamount to disrespect for the Holy King.

The true king of cultivation does not squint, and there is only Xie Que in his eyes.

After the two sat down, Xie Que personally poured tea for them.

The green leaves in the tea cup are the best tea leaves that can enhance the power of the soul.

Even if it is Yang Shen Zhenjun, it can also cause considerable effects

Although they are rare in the outside world, they are rare and common here in Xie Que.

This tea is also used for daily drinking.

Xie Que blew the hot air on the tea cup and asked, "How have you been practicing martial arts recently?"

The True Monarch of Xiuxian nodded: "Thanks to your Majesty's grace, I have completed the practice of the Mahayana Sword of Ten Directions."

"As for martial arts..."

Having said this, his face turned slightly rosy and said, "The weak water body can naturally withstand a lot of power, and it is very easy to train Qi and blood."

"Relying on the few tonics given by His Majesty, I am about to reach the fifth level of martial arts."

Xie Que was not surprised at all. After all, when he built the foundation for it, he almost created the foundation of a human immortal for it.

The two of them each spoke about martial arts.

After a while, True Monarch Xiu Shan still looked excited.

Soon, his martial arts cultivation may surpass that of worshiping gods.

But a haze still floated in his heart.

The identity of a god worshiper is destined to be inescapable, which means that his life is still in the hands of others.

After practicing martial arts, his personality changed drastically.

His original piety was gradually put aside, and his fear of God was also weakened.

Xie Que didn't have any good solution to this problem.

After all, once you worship God, you don’t know what the principle is.

His wealth and life will no longer belong to him.

God can live or die with just one thought.

But True Lord Xiu Shan also knew that he came here not just to discuss martial arts with Xie Que.

He poured the last bit of the teapot into his cup, and after finishing it, he felt that it was time.

Then he looked serious: "Your Majesty, there is a country 600,000 miles west of the Jiuling Islands, called the Black Sun Kingdom."

"The country occupies three islands that are nearly a thousand miles in diameter but not far apart, and the sea god is revered."

"Under their island, True Monarch Yuanri discovered the dragon vein, which is suspected to be the Longevity Vein."

"More importantly, there seems to be more than one."

Xie Tong nodded and didn't say much. He just raised his hand slightly to signal the other party to continue.

True Lord Xiuxian paused: "According to my investigation, within the Black Sun Theocracy, Pope Sihai is the most respected one. He is a top divine general, and his strength should be comparable to that of me before the body change."

Xie Que couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this.

He wasn't afraid.

After all, True Monarch Xiuxian had already mastered the subtle existence before changing his body to practice martial arts.

Although he is a divine general, his strength is no worse than any other venerable, and even slightly above the line.

If this is the case, then this Pope Sihai is really quite powerful.

But in front of Xie Que, it's not worth mentioning.

True Lord Xiuxian continued: "Below the Pope, there are three red-robed priests, all of whom are spirit generals."

"As for the others, they are not worth mentioning."

At this point, True Monarch Xiuxian changed his tone and seemed to have a hint of caution: "But the reason why this theocracy is called Black Sun seems to be because it has a treasure."

"According to rumors, Pope Sihai summoned this treasure, and even the sun in the sky could not emit light, and the whole world could only be dark."

When Xie Que heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Da Ri? He is so brave!"

True Lord Xiuxian heard that Xie Que seemed to have something to say, and did not dare to speak casually.

The other party is a disciple of Buddha, and he belongs to the top group of people in the samsara path.

Even if he is the Dharma King, he cannot manipulate it at will.

But he is only a protector, only half a level higher than those hard-working incense masters.

It's not a trivial matter to be made a fuss about this topic.

After thinking for a while, Xie Que said to True Lord Xiu Shan: "Get a pen and paper."

True Lord Xiu Shan was a little confused, but he did as he was told.

Not long after, Xie Que set up a long table in the Buddhist palace, and Master Xiuxian polished ink for it himself.

While Xiuxian Zhenjun was studying the ink, Xie Que smiled: "Wait a minute."

Then he flicked his fingers, and a drop of golden blood shot into it.

"Photograph!" Xie Que suddenly raised his hand, and the martial arts will that belonged to him in his blood completely burst out.

In heaven and on earth, I am the only one who is supreme!

True Lord Xiu Shan couldn't help but be startled by this aura, and these eight words appeared in his mind instantly.

Only these eight words can describe his feelings at this moment.

This is just a drop of blood, but the idea contained in it is much more domineering than that of a Yang Shen True Lord.

Vaguely, True Lord Xiu Shan could still see the figure of a person in the blood.

The figure looked sullenly, fists and palms clasping together, as if it was about to break his heart.

He didn't dare to look any further, so he quickly withdrew his eyes.

Xie Que just smiled: "How?"

True Lord Xiuxian couldn't help but take a deep breath: "It seems that your Majesty's martial arts has made great progress again. I would like to congratulate Your Majesty."

Xie Que just waved his hand: "If you can't really compete with the gods with martial arts, what kind of progress is that? Don't praise me."

After saying that, he flicked his fingers and a burst of Buddha's fire merged into the golden and brilliant blood.

The thoughts contained in the blood are completely dissolved into the ink.

True Lord Xiuxian also waited for a moment, allowing his will to relax a little, before continuing to grind.

Xie Que lightly stained the brush in his hand with some ink and couldn't help but ponder.

What should I write?

What kind of word can shock a powerful country?

And are you willing to put down your inner devout beliefs and kneel down on yourself?

After much thought, Xie Que finally picked up the pen.

Haoran's heart beat three times suddenly, and a wisp of Haoran's righteousness was integrated into his brushstrokes.

Xie Que swung his pen and a big word "武" appeared on it.

This is what Xie Que just wrote after thinking about it.

It integrates all the true meaning of martial arts, and all the thoughts are melted into this one word.

If you are extremely enlightened, you can understand your own one hundred and eight martial arts secrets.

If you are a natural martial arts prodigy, you can directly understand the martial arts of human beings and immortals.

If you can't see anything, you can still feel a majestic momentum from it.

Just from the momentum alone, you can feel a domineering feeling that swallows up the heaven and the earth.

After Zhen Xiu Shan completely watched Xie Que write this word, he stood in silence for a long time.

When he woke up, he was shocked to realize that a line of blood and tears had fallen from his eyes.

The sharp edge that was not concealed at all had stabbed his eyes inadvertently.

After waking up, Xiuxian Zhenjun never dared to look at it again.

He has an excellent understanding, and in a short period of time, he has learned more than ten martial arts secrets.

Even though Xiuxian Zhenjun is a little obsessed with it, he still knows that his current martial arts realm is not enough to understand the true meaning of the domineering martial arts.

After rolling it up, Xie Que said again: "What do you think?"

True Lord Xiuxian couldn't help but smile confidently: "With the word "Your Majesty", I'm afraid that the Black Sun Theocracy will run to the Jiuling Islands overnight to ask for help."

Xie Que looked around, and even from a million miles away, he could see a faint trace of bright red covering the entire Jiuling Islands.

Something seemed to have happened there recently, and the smell of blood was extremely strong. However, he and Bi Boluo wanted to get closer several times, but were dissuaded by sudden whims.

They were not allowed to guess that it should be related to the nine-headed worm.

He voluntarily gave up the exploration of Jiuling Islands.

But Xie Que knew that the nine-headed insect trapped in the sky barrier should not have the ability to wake up on its own.

As powerful as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, this second-in-command in the underworld is still sleeping and has not been able to wake up.

How could he, the Nine-Headed Insect, be able to wake up from the sky barrier on his own initiative?

So Xie Que felt relieved about Tianzhang.

It's just that the Halloween Princess is not completely dead, I am afraid that something is still brewing, and I have to guard against it.

Xie Que did not intend to directly massacre the entire Black Sun Theocracy, and gave the instruction to True Monarch Xiuxian to move them elsewhere.

He has even found positions for those Nine-Headed Insect believers.

This is Xie Que's strategy.

Not only does he not hinder the spread of Poseidon's faith, but he also intensifies his efforts to prevent the nine-headed worm from awakening forever. This is a conspiracy that is difficult to stop.

After everything was arranged properly, Xie Que took out a hairpin from the void interlayer.

This hairpin looks like a small fish, and its body is as long and graceful as a streamline.

This was taken off the head of Princess Wan Sheng by myself, if this word has no effect.

Then add such a hairpin and the current blockade status of Jiuling Islands to see.

As long as the other party is not a fool, they know what they will do.

After receiving the decree, True Monarch Xiu Shan went directly to take this white paper.

…

The Theocracy of the Black Sun.

This place can be regarded as the most affluent place in the entire Qiongyu Sea.

The island has excellent rain, dew and sunshine, and because the island is surrounded by mountains, it is difficult to encounter natural disasters such as tsunamis.

People in this Theocracy are also isolated from the world and have very little contact with outsiders.

You know, within tens of thousands of miles around, apart from the Jiuling Islands, it is difficult to find another territory where humans have set foot.

On the other hand, there are quite a few siren forces.

However, the Black Sun Sect's country is dominated by humans, and basically no monsters can be found.

If it weren't for the true king who cultivated good things and used his spiritual power to listen carefully, and his ears could listen to all directions, it would be difficult to find such a treasured place.

Four masters at the level of spiritual generals are enough to give the Black Sun Theocracy a seat in the sky.

But it was the proximity to the Jiuling Islands that made them willing to live there and live by their faith.

Most of the believers in the Jiuling Islands are selected from the Black Sun Theocracy.

For the Black Sun Theocracy, the Jiuling Islands are equivalent to their Jerusalem.

True Lord Xiu Shan had already been here a few days ago.

The last time he came, he first put on makeup to look like an ordinary devout believer.

But this time, it was different.

He directly unfolded his aura as a divine general and spread a layer of strong energy and blood over the Theocratic Kingdom.

In a moment, a priest-like man in red robes came over.

The man's face was cautious, and he could smell a dangerous aura from the body of the True Monarch of Cultivation. However, he was still polite at this moment: "May I ask, Your Majesty, why do you want to come to our country?"

True Monarch Xiu Shan held a roll of white paper tightly in his hand and just smiled: "I want to see your Pope."

That man was one of the three giants in the church besides the Pope. At this moment, he did not dare to entrust him easily. He just nodded in agreement and immediately informed the Pope of his idea.

What surprised True Lord Xiu Shan was that Pope Sihai turned out to be a sea monster.

The upper body is human and the lower body is fish tail.

His expression was haggard, but he was also extremely vigilant.

A few days ago, he had noticed that there seemed to be changes within the Jiuling Islands.

No matter what, I couldn't contact His Highness.

This made him a little frightened.

He has ruled the country for nearly ten thousand years, and all 30 million believers are respectful to the God of the Sea.

The dream of all believers is to be selected to enter the Jiuling Islands.

But at this time, he could no longer contact Poseidon Temple.

Until a few days ago, he noticed that a shocking battle was happening not far away.

I wanted to get closer, but the aura made my soul tremble.

The aftermath of that battle seemed far beyond what he could resist.

So Pope Sihai gave up the idea of ​​investigating.

What made him most desperate was that three days ago, he planned to go to the Jiuling Islands in person, but found that the islands were closed and he could not enter them no matter what.

Look at the powerful man in front of you who is also worshiping the gods, but whose aura is unknown.

Pope Sihai suddenly started beating a drum in his heart.

"Lord Poseidon can't be..."

As soon as the idea came up, he wiped it out.

As a devout believer of Poseidon, once such thoughts occur, he will no longer be able to accept God's grace.

True Lord Xiuxian didn't say anything, he just threw out the blank paper in his hand.

The white paper unfolded in the air with the wind.

A huge word "Martial" also appeared in the eyes of the powerful men of the Black Sun Religion Nation. (End of chapter)