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Chapter 14 Hanging on Wang Qiong 2.0

On the ancient stone tablet, mottled marks seem to tell its time.

Xuantian Temple, this name has never been manifested in the human world, but it still cannot hide its ancient and vicissitudes.

"Is there anything wrong with this stone tablet?" asked the Seventh Prince.

"The Mysterious Record of the East Secret Records records that whenever a name contains power and luck, in the mythical era, humans worship monsters. As long as they recite their names, they can get the blessing of power..." Wang Qiong talked freely and revealed a past.

Before the fire practice system was born, humans regarded monsters as gods and recited their names to gain great power.

Even when dealing with mountain spirits and ghosts, you can make them afraid as long as you know the other party’s name.

Even in human civilization, the meaning of names is extraordinary, and the fate of a lifetime is hidden in the names.

Therefore, people with noble status should avoid their names and should not mention them lightly, otherwise they will interfere with the fate of time and space.

"After the birth of the fire cultivation system, there will be great powers to refine spiritual monuments, write the names of the sects, and hide their luck in them. If the ancient monuments are circulated, this lineage will not be cut off." Wang Qiong whispered.

In fact, the Heavenly King's Fire Eye that he obtained before belongs to the spiritual monument of the Heavenly King Sect, and the name "Heavenly King" is printed on it, which is the lifeline of his sect.

Back then, King Huofa promoted the Taoist throne of the world and destroyed the Heavenly King's lineage.

However, as long as this ancient stele is still there, one day, the incense from this lineage will be continued again and the world will be renewed.

There is also Kingsoft Anti-Japanese who was killed directly by his boss with a knife from the air.

The Jinshan Taoist Orthodox he inherited was followed again after its destruction.

Originally, the Jinshan Taoist Orthodox was killed by King Huofa three thousand years ago.

The ancestor of the Jinshan Taoist Lord encountered great fortune and found the Jinshan Spiritual Monument left in the barren mountain. After obtaining the inheritance inside, this lineage flourished again.

The ancient monument in front of him is obviously of extraordinary origin and has been over the years, which can actually make the fire in Wang Qiong's body react.

This made him extremely curious.

"Little friend, good experience!"

At this moment, a sound of praise came from behind.

Wang Qiong turned around and looked at him, and a middle-aged man walked towards him, with a face as if he was as tall as a jade, a wide robe, a fairy-like and a trait, and a life-long independence.

"The controller!" Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

With such an aura, there is no doubt that the middle-aged man in front of him is a controller.

Such life fluctuations are by no means comparable to those of the dominant.

This is a watershed. Compared with the control, there is a world of difference. The former has completely integrated the fire and the flame soldiers, making it mysterious and magical, just like a part of the body.

His realm and strength are far beyond the control.

Looking around the world, the spirit furnace cannot be released, the master is in seclusion and practicing hard, and the controller is almost top-notch combat power, standing above everyone, and being qualified to reach the end of the road to practice.

Such a master can be regarded as being lightweight no matter where he is, and no one dares to neglect.

"I dare to ask what you call me, senior." Wang Qiong asked modestly.

"I'm the Lord of Zixia Mountain!" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Lingshan Taoist Orthodox!" Wang Qiong was slightly moved.

Three thousand years ago, King Huofa destroyed all kinds of Taoist traditions, and felt that those who survived Lingshan were incredible.

Of course, the ones that were not on the list in the middle were like Kingsoft Anti-Japanese who was killed by his boss.

Obviously, Zixia Mountain belongs to the former.

This lineage has been escaping from the world for three thousand years and has rarely moved around in the world.

Wang Qiong had heard from Guangming Academy that every thirty years, experts in Zixia Mountain entered the world, chose disciples to learn from, and brought them into the mountains.

"See the Lord of the Mountain!" Wang Qiong bowed.

It is not the first time he has dealt with Lingshan Taoist sect.

Like the oldest divine volcano, there are the more famous Lingjian Mountain, Ruyi Mountain, etc.

However, Wang Qiong met these Lingshan Taoist sects, but he rarely met the lord of Lingshan Taoist sects.

Although Zixia Mountain is not very famous, it is a considerable force with a controller.

After all, the master is not a cabbage, not everyone has it.

As for the Spirit Furnace Realm, it is even rarer.

"Zhongzhou is vast, and its level of cultivation has never declined. I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to have such experience at such a young age." The Lord of Zixia Mountain couldn't help but praise.

With his eyesight, you can naturally see Wang Qiong's extraordinaryness.

At a young age, he not only has extensive knowledge, but also has reached the peak of the dominant. However, even so, his breath is like a trickle of water, gathering introverted and naturally arises.

This is clearly an extremely high state.

Therefore, although the Lord of Zixia Mountain is in charge of the cultivation of the controller, he does not act like a senior expert.

"Senior praised it, I have only seen records in an ancient book." Wang Qiong said humbly.

"What ancient books? There are not many records about spiritual monuments." The Lord of Zixia Mountain said curiously.

Only ancient sects have recorded the existence of spiritual monuments. Their refining methods have long been lost. Today, I am afraid that even fewer people know about this thing.

"Dongxiu Mystery Record!" Wang Qiong blurted out.

The Mystery Record of the East Secret in the Palace of Light is indeed all-encompassing and records many secrets that people do not know about.

When Wang Qiong exchanged this money from the Palace of Light, it was considered a great value for money.

"Dian of Light!" The master of Zixia Mountain's eyes sank, and his expression suddenly changed.

Seeing this, Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

The Taoist Tong of Lingshan and the Palace of Light are as deep as the sea. They were forced by King Huofa to be like a dog with one man's strength, and almost destroyed the world.

Even the rest are still surviving and surviving in the mountains and marshes, life is difficult.

Even though three thousand years have passed, many Lingshan Taoist sects still have deep hostility towards the Light Hall, and they can't stand it when they hear this name.

The humiliation of ancestors was engraved in blood and bones like a brand.

Some extreme sects directly regard the Revenge Light Hall as the first target of the sect's existence.

The name of "Dongxiu Mystery" is too big, no wonder the Lord of Zixia Mountain reacted like this when he heard this name.

"Senior, I misunderstood. I am not a disciple of the Light Palace. This book... was stolen from the Light Palace." Wang Qiong said with a smile.

He relied on the quota of the "Dharma-Ending Sutra" in his hand to speak to the lion of the Light Palace, robbed by fire, and obtained the "Dongxiu Mystery Record", which was no different from robbing.

"Stolen from the hands of the Palace of Light?" The Lord of Zixia Mountain was stunned at first when he heard this, and then his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but clap his hands.

"My friend is indeed extraordinary. He is the real dragon among humans, hahaha..."

The Lord of Zixia Mountain laughed loudly, laughing very happily, just as excited as digging the ancestral tomb of Guangming Palace.

The more he looked at Wang Qiong, the more he liked him. He couldn't help but come up and hooked Wang Qiong's shoulder and said, "If you don't give up, you can call me brother."

"Um?"

Next to him, the Seventh Prince's eyes were straightened.

Is this a horse riding? I recognized a Taoist lord of Lingshan by robbing the Palace of Light?

Is this the protagonist halo that the father often calls?

The legendary hangup!?
Chapter completed!
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