Hell Emperor

Chapter 343 Meng Junyao-kinship

The grade of the ghost magic weapon will be determined according to the relationship between the users. The closer the relationship between two people is, the stronger the level of the magic weapon derived from it will be.

An intimate relationship is just the beginning of the use of the Nether Spirit Magic. If you want to push the Nether Spirit Magical Artifact to the level of a magic weapon or even a divine weapon, a close relationship alone is far from enough. Only when the relationship comes to life and death, and even Only when life and death are intertwined can the underworld magic weapon show its true power.

Li Feimo still remembered that the relationship between Xia Wei and Ye Jie was extraordinary. In order to perform the Nether Soul Divine Art for her, Ye Jie did not regret it even if his soul was shattered. This also stimulated the power of the Nether Soul Divine Art to its limit. , and finally evolved into a third-grade artifact!

Even Youdie, who was with Li Feimo day and night, had only reached the level of a third-grade artifact with her not long ago. Before that, Li Feimo used Youdie to turn the Purple Lightning Blue Frost Sword into a magical weapon. At the level of fourth-grade magical instruments.

The relationship between Xia Wei and Ye Jie really makes Li Feimo envious. Could it be that the master-disciple relationship can bring extraordinary improvements to the Nether Spirit Art?

Thinking of this, Li Feimo's eyes also lit up, and he was completely attracted by the Qinglong Reverse Scale in his hand.

The descendants of Xuannv in the past generations all have a relationship between master and disciple. This Nether Spirit Divine Art is a technique created by the founder of Xuannv sect. Perhaps master and disciple can exert additional effects!

Li Feimo rubbed her hands vigorously and couldn't wait to use the Nether Spirit Art to see what kind of magical weapon she could turn her master into!

"That's right... Xia Wei and Ye Jie can create third-grade artifacts. The relationship between me and the master is equally close, and they will definitely not be any worse. The Dark Spirit Divine Art!"

Li Feimo held his breath and performed his martial arts, but the Qinglong Nilin, which stored Shen Qingge's soul, remained unmoved. This also made Li Feimo blink, not understanding what happened.

"How come it doesn't work? Could it be that something went wrong while I was doing my exercises? It must be like this, no, I have to try again!"

Just when Li Feimo was about to try again, he suddenly caught a glimpse of his master's slightly cold gaze.

Now she understood what was happening. The Nether Spirit Divine Art had to be performed by two people. If Shen Qingge didn't agree, even if she exhausted all her spiritual energy, the Nether Spirit Divine Art wouldn't be effective.

"Mo'er, stop messing around. The Holy Lord is still here, so don't lose your etiquette."

Shen Qingge shook her head helplessly. She didn't know what to do with this naughty disciple.

Li Feimo stuck out her tongue. She knew she was being rude and felt a little ashamed, but she still didn't give up in her heart. She listened to her master and waited until the Holy Lord left before she had a chance to try.

After admonishing Li Feimo, Shen Qingge also looked at the waiting Qinglong Shengjun, but saw that his brows were furrowed and his face looked suspicious. He did not look at himself, but at the side playing with the maid. Meng Junyao.

"Thank you, Holy Lord, for your help. Now I have ascended to the throne of immortality and attained enlightenment." Shen Qingge said respectfully.

Qinglong Shengjun did not answer, but slowly spoke: "I didn't notice it just now, but there is a young dragon accompanying you. Who is she?"

Following what Qinglong Shengjun was pointing at, Shen Qingge also saw Meng Junyao he was pointing to. It seemed that it was the true dragon bloodline in Meng Junyao's body that attracted Qinglong Shengjun's attention, so he answered truthfully:

"She is our companion. Her name is Meng Junyao. She is the reincarnation of the ghosts and immortals in the underworld. She has an old relationship with us in her previous life, so she follows her in this life."

Qinglong Shengjun waved his hand: "Reincarnation of a ghost fairy? I am not interested in her identity in her previous life. However, the aura on her body made me a little confused, so I asked."

"This..." Shen Qingge was a little puzzled. He didn't understand what the Holy Lord Qinglong meant, so he had to ask, "I hope the Holy Lord will make it clear."

The Holy Lord Qinglong did not hide anything and said: "Not long ago, a dragon in distress came to me. He hoped that for the sake of the friendship between the clansmen, I would teach him a move and a half. I saw that his bones were extraordinary. He is a malleable talent, so he taught him a few tricks and introduced him to the Dragon King of the East China Sea, hoping that he could settle down. For some reason, the bloodline aura of that dragon is somewhat similar to that of your companions... "

Everyone was stunned and turned their attention to Meng Junyao who was standing aside.

Suddenly becoming the focus of everyone's attention, Meng Junyao curled up and hid behind Guazi with some fear.

Qinglong Shengjun pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "Maybe my old eyesight is dim and I saw it wrong. Well, now there are many changes and changes. I have been away for long enough and there are still things to deal with, so I will take the first step."

Everyone respectfully bid farewell to each other. After the Qinglong Holy Lord turned into a bolt of lightning and shot up into the sky, everyone's voices became louder.

Although the Holy Lord left, everyone's attention was attracted by Meng Junyao. Even Li Feimo suppressed his intention to use the Nether Spirit Art and said with a confused look:

"What do you mean by what the Holy Lord just said? They have similar auras? Could it be that they are sister Jun Yao's dragons of the same clan?"

Xie Xinyu shrugged: "Maybe, in the eyes of other people, apart from the difference in color, each dragon looks almost the same in appearance? Maybe the Holy Lord met a dragon that looks very similar to Meng Junyao."

The corner of Su Miao's mouth twitched and she couldn't help but said: "The dragon in the eyes of humans and the dragon in the eyes of dragons are completely different. How could the Holy Lord say such a thing if he was not completely sure? Do you think that the seventh rank Is the Holy Lord really blind? He must have seen something."

Shen Qingge looked calm. After thinking for a while, his cold eyes finally turned to Meng Junyao, and he spoke slowly:

"I think it's better for Meng Junyao to answer this question. We have all seen the tragedy that Meng Junyao went through with our own eyes, and the one who went to seek refuge with him after hearing what the Holy Lord said was also a dragon in distress. I believe this will not happen. Is it a coincidence...the blood is similar? Do you think it is possible that that dragon is a relative of Meng Junyao? "

Shen Qingge's words made everyone's eyes brighten, and they felt more and more likely that it was possible. They had no choice but to look at Meng Junyao with curious eyes, wanting to hear her answer.

Li Feimo came to Meng Junyao, stretched out his hand to touch the white dragon scales on her body, and asked: "Sister Junyao, do you have any other relatives? Do you know anything about what the Holy Lord said?"

To everyone's disappointment, when faced with Li Feimo's inquiry, Meng Junyao just shook her head, seemingly confused.

Meng Junyao's reaction made everyone look at me, and I looked at you, and they didn't know what to say for a while. For Meng Junyao in her childhood, she really didn't know too many things.

"Wait, I seem to remember..."

While everyone was deep in thought, Meng Junyao seemed to have thought of something and suddenly spoke. Her words also made everyone's eyes brighten.

"It seems that I do have a few brothers. When the river patrol general arrived, they went out to look for reinforcements, but they never came back. I thought they were also in trouble..."

After listening to what Meng Junyao said, everyone had some speculations in their minds. Li Feimo exclaimed: "You guys said, could the dragon in distress mentioned by the Qinglong Saint Lord be..." Xie Xinyu also opened his mouth: " It is very possible that Meng Junyao’s kinship has not been cut off yet, and there are still dragons still alive, and they have found a backer like the Azure Dragon Saint..."

Shen Qingge did not make any rash judgments, but just said: "What I say now is just empty talk and wishful thinking without any evidence... If I had known about this earlier, I might have been able to verify it with the Holy Lord. There is no such opportunity now.”

Guazi was a little worried: "Then we will never know the answer to the matter?"

Shen Qingge didn't think so: "According to what the Holy Lord said, the dragon is now in the East China Sea Dragon Palace. If we have the chance, we can go and explore it and verify the truth for ourselves."

Su Miao pondered for a moment: "The East China Sea...that is the territory under the jurisdiction of the Witch Temple. I happen to have a few friends who are witches from the Witch Temple. They are currently overseas in Japan. If you want to go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, you can find them. Acquaintances lead the way.”

Li Feimo was a little curious: "Sister Su Miao, why are there your friends in the Witch Temple?"

Su Miao put one hand on her hips and prepared to lightly tap Li Feimo's head with the other hand, but Li Feimo used his deft Liufeng Snow Step to dodge, and then said: "Otherwise? Could it be that I want to make enemies on all sides?" "You will understand when you become an immortal. Cultivation is not about fighting and killing. There is no harm in making more friends."

Li Feimo nodded as if he understood, while on the side, Xie Xinyu looked around Shen Qingge. After all, she couldn't restrain her curiosity and said, "Sister Qingge, now that you have ascended to the immortal throne, what can you do?" Did it fly?"

Shen Qingge responded with practical actions. She lifted her feet off the ground, rose into the air, and hung in the air, causing everyone around her to exclaim in surprise.

"Feng Xu controls the wind and travels around the world. It is really an ability only an immortal can have!" Li Ba said with envy.

"Yes, I have just become an immortal and can control the immortal essence to such an extent. It seems that Sister Qingge's talent is indeed extraordinary, but she is still a little short of surpassing me." Su Miao also nodded slowly.

"I don't know when I will become an immortal..." Xie Xinyu sighed. With her qualifications, she is naturally much better than ordinary people, but compared with those real geniuses, she seems a bit unsatisfactory. , If you want to become an immortal, I'm afraid it will take a long time.

Thinking of Qinglong Shengjun's previous actions, Xie Xinyu was still filled with emotion: "Did you just see it? Shengjun just took out a bamboo slip, and some words appeared on it, and Sister Qingge ascended to become an immortal... Could it be that she ascended to become an immortal? "Xian, is it that simple?"

Su Miao shrugged her shoulders and said indifferently: "If you are successful, you will get more help, but if you are unfaithful, you will get little help. For the descendants of Xuannv, ascension is as simple as that. As long as there are no major changes in the descendants of Xuannv in the past, it can be said that they will become immortals. When the time comes, Whether you go to Heaven to get an official position or go to Hades to maintain the order of life and death, it’s all up to you.”

Li Feimo was overjoyed when he heard this. She was also the descendant of Xuannv, and with her master in front of her, she thought that these benefits would also fall on her in the future.

However, Li Feimo seemed to have remembered something. He glanced at the other companions beside him and couldn't help but say: "Then... do the others want to become immortals?"

Su Miao just shrugged: "Well...it depends on their own destiny. If it is a coincidence and they go through hardships and tests, there is no chance of becoming an immortal."

Everyone was silent, and Xie Xinyu was speechless for a while. She was not the descendant of Xuannv and could not enjoy such benefits.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the venue was a little low, Xie Xinyu forced a smile and said: "Speaking of which, don't you think that the bamboo slips in the hands of the Holy Lord are very similar to the scraps used by the ghosts? It's just that one is for accounting, and the other is for Title..."

Li Ba also nodded repeatedly: "You are right, but the bamboo slips look much more beautiful than the tattered pages. I remember that the ghost pages were all torn from the main account, Holy Lord Could it be that the bamboo slips were also torn from the list of gods?"

Everyone was very curious and discussed what they had just seen.

Shen Qingge's ascension process left a deep impression on everyone. They kept the whole process in mind and longed for the day when they could ascend.

Li Fei'e suddenly remembered something and said puzzledly: "I remember when Master ascended, the Conferred God List clearly showed the Moro calendar. Isn't the Moro calendar used by the Moro Palace? How come the Heavenly Court is also using it?"

Li Fei'e's words stumped everyone, and they hesitated and couldn't answer.

It was Su Miao who spoke slowly, breaking the silence in the field: "There is no way. Now Moro is powerful and unrivaled in the three realms. Everyone knows her name, making all the immortals bow down and all the races pay tribute to her. Perhaps it is because of this that her reign title will become the recognized reign title in the world."

When Moro was mentioned, everyone's faces changed slightly. In the battle with the Lord of Guangwang Palace in the past, Moro's appearance, although only a glimpse, still left an indelible memory for everyone. That is the true power of the unrivaled in the three realms. Even a few drops of blood flowing from the fingers are a great fortune for others.

Aside, Li Fei'e was still unwilling to give up, thinking in his heart how to make the master agree to his request to perform the Nether Spirit Divine Art.

Suddenly, Li Fei'e slapped her head and couldn't help looking at Su Miao beside her. Su Miao also noticed her gaze and smiled at her:

"What's wrong? Could it be that you failed to use the Nether Spirit Divine Art on Master, so you want to use it on me instead? I don't have any objection, but we are not close enough, and the grade of the Nether Spirit magic weapon will not be too high."

Li Fei'e shook her head: "No, I remember Sister Su Miao said that if Youdie uses the Nether Spirit Divine Art on me, she can also turn me into a third-grade artifact..."

Su Miao nodded: "I did say that."

Li Fei'e asked again: "But Youdie is just a butterfly, she doesn't know any skills at all, how can she use the Nether Spirit Divine Art?"

Su Miao raised her eyebrows, but was puzzled: "Wait, didn't you talk to her?"

"Of course not, how can a butterfly talk?" Li Fei'e didn't understand.

Su Miao touched her fair chin: "That's strange... I remember that Shura Jie before could clearly transform her into a human form and talk to her."

"Youdie can talk?" Li Fei'e opened his mouth wide, and quickly picked up Youdie, looking left and right, looking at Youdie embarrassed, but still found no signs that she could talk.