Black Flame Xuanxian fled to the north. Half a month later, he stopped at the edge of the endless void and sat cross-legged on the edge of the void, no longer speaking.
One of the two true immortals behind him hesitated for a moment and asked:
"Uncle Master, did Linghua really come to pick it up in person?"
"Why is it so troublesome? Give us the coordinates and we can send them directly there. Wouldn't it be more convenient for the Immortal Lord?"
Another true immortal, although he did not speak a word, looked at the endless void with his pale silver eyes, but he was also thinking. Obviously, he also had a lot of doubts.
Black Flame Xuanxian did not look back, and still looked calmly at the endless void ahead.
"It is rumored that in the ancient times before ancient times, there were only three races between heaven and earth."
"Gods, immortals, demons."
"These three tribes are also called ancient gods and ancient immortals, Ancient Demon, because they are older than ancient times."
"However, later on, the ancients collapsed, and ancient Divine Annihilation and Nine Realms were established, starting the first ancient era, which continues to this day."
"And the reason for the ancient gods' demise is hidden in the endless void."
"I guess that Linghua must have found Ancient God Ruins, so he kept it secret, because for him, this is a great fairy fate. He may rely on this fairy fate to solve the mystery of Daluo and enjoy the position of Immortal Lord."
"The level of all this is too high. I can only guess and don't dare to investigate."
"Just wait."
After saying this, Black Flame Xuanxian did not speak again. Instead, he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the void. His breath dropped suddenly until he seemed to be there, as if he were a rock.
Behind him, the two true immortals had different expressions and had their own thoughts. However, seeing the change in Black Flame's aura, they knew it would be inconvenient to ask more questions, so they both stopped speaking and followed the Black Flame mysterious immortal, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the void.
Three days later, Black Flame Xuanxian suddenly opened his eyes and stood up. The two true immortals behind him also felt the sensation and stood up.
Just as the three of them stood up, in the depths of the endless void, a figure crossed the void. In just three breaths, they were already at the edge of the void, standing in front of Black Flame Xuanxian.
This is an old monk with an erratic aura. He has white hair in a bun, long eyebrows and a long beard. He holds an ordinary-looking wooden dragon crutch in his hand.
But the three immortals naturally did not dare to neglect and bowed their heads in salute, because the person who came was none other than Linghua.
"See Immortal Lord."
Linghua nodded and looked directly at Black Flame Xuanxian. Black Flame xuanxian immediately reacted. He pointed his index finger at the center of his eyebrows and pulled it out slightly. There was an illusory light group that he pulled out from the center of his eyebrows.
If you look closely at the light group, you can still see that inside the light group is a large mountain range, with more than 3,000 monks scattered in various locations on the mountain range, sitting cross-legged or talking.
This is a corner of Black Flame Xuanxian Immortal Spirit Realm.
Linghua With a light touch on this light group, the three thousand monks who had just escaped from the light group disappeared completely in an instant.
Then, without saying a word, he turned around and walked into the endless void. After just three breaths, he disappeared in front of all the immortals. Even Black Flame Xuanxian could no longer see his figure.
As he came and went, he only took a few breaths without saying a word.
"It seems that the Immortal Lord is in a hurry."
Black Flame Behind Xuanxian, the true immortal who had spoken before murmured in a low voice. This whisper was not deliberately concealed. Black Flame xuanxian and the other true immortal could naturally hear it.
"This shows that the critical moment may be approaching."
"Perhaps, I, Sui Zhu Immortal Court, will add another Daluo Golden Immortal soon."
"It's really a great thing."
Black Flame Xuanxian said "good thing", but doubts and solemnity flashed in his eyes.
He didn't say that when Linghua reached out and wiped the light ball just now, he noticed something was wrong with the Immortal Lord.
The breath of ancient demon?
No, it's not the same as the ancient demon's breath.
Although the time of that touch was too short, he was definitely not wrong. As he had fought with the ancient demon in Outer Void Battlefield, south of Great Luo Immortal Court, he was very familiar with the aura of the ancient demon.
Just now, Linghua stretched out his hand and transferred all the monks away. During this period, a ray of breath briefly entered Immortal Spirit Realm of Black Flame. For Xuanxian, Immortal Spirit Realm was the core of his core, and his control was naturally extremely strong. He also sensed the strangeness in the wisp of Linghua's breath.
"It's much more refined than the ancient demon's breath. Is it really the ancient god?"
Black Flame Xuanxian thought of an ancient rumor and his heart trembled.
It is said that after the death of the ancient god, one of the three ancient clans, at the beginning of ancient times, the ancient demon was born from the immortal body of the ancient god.
Therefore, since ancient times, there has been a saying that gods and demons are one.
Thinking of this, Black Flame Xuanxian shook his head. No matter what, he was not worthy of the opportunity at the Immortal Lord level, and he didn't dare to get involved. It might just be a look or a snap of his fingers from the other party, and his tens of thousands of years of cultivation would disappear.
but.
If he finds that weird aura, he will still report it truthfully. This is his duty as a Immortal Court Immortal.
After all, if something goes wrong with Linghua, it will be a big crisis for the entire Immortal Court.
As for what to do next, that's not something I can interfere with.
"Let's go."
He did not respond to the whisper of the true immortal behind him, but just said these two words in a low voice, turned around, and flew towards the south, returning to Sui Zhu Immortal Court.
The True Immortal who had been silent along the way followed closely. The True Immortal who murmured just took a deep look at the endless void, thinking in his eyes, but did not step into the void without permission. Instead, he turned around and fled in the direction where Black Flame Xuanxian left.
other side.
Linghua is walking in nothingness, with a trace of eagerness in his eyes.
"Soon, soon."
He marched in nothingness for half a month. During this period, he stopped from time to time and used special magic to sense the direction before continuing forward.
Half a month later, he finally arrived at his destination.
In front of him, hundreds of miles away, an extremely huge corpse was lying in the void.
The lying corpse is a hundred thousand meters long. If you get too close, you will think it is a piece of land floating in the void. But if you pull your eyes back and look at the whole picture, you can clearly see that this is a corpse.
It is not appropriate to say that the body should be replaced by a body, because there is no death aura on this body, let alone corpse aura or decay. Instead, it has its eyes closed, as if it is asleep. It is wearing a simple robe and is exuding a dazzling golden light.
Ancient God.
The ancient gods in the true sense were already extinct at the end of the ancient times.
No matter how many times I watch it, Linghua is always exciting.
There are some secrets that can only be known by reaching the Taiyi realm. The ancient gods from the ancient era were even more powerful than the ancient immortals and Ancient Demon at the same time.
The corpse of the ancient god in front of him made him want to worship even though it had been extinct for millions of years.
In Sui Zhu Immortal Court, only the top immortal and the master of Immortal Court, Sui Zhu Dao Ancestor, can give him this feeling.
Therefore, he speculated that even if the ancient god in front of him had not reached the realm of Dao Ancestor, he was definitely not far from Dao Ancestor.
Immortality.
This is the greatest fate that I have ever faced since I started practicing Daoism.
While Linghua was looking eagerly at the corpse of the ancient god, behind him, a black shadow was slightly pulled out from his body, as if his shadow was about to separate from his body.
But after just a slight flash, it returned to his body again. He was so caught up in the enthusiasm that he didn't notice this strangeness.
If there is Daluo Immortal Lord or a more powerful Dao Ancestor here, he will be able to notice that at this moment, on Linghua, an aura that combines neither gods nor demons is flowing.
This is indeed a good destiny, but it is also extremely dangerous.
Linghua, with a light touch on his forehead, a Dao Spirit light appeared on his hand.
This Dao Spirit light is much more condensed and mysterious than the illusory light group that Black Flame Xuanxian manifested before. This is the difference between Xuanxian and Taiyi Golden Immortal.
In the spiritual light, if you magnify it countless times, you can see more than three thousand monks with solemn faces, including half-immortals, transformed gods, and Yuanying. These monks are flying away from a huge island.
Then, he threw it lightly, and the Dao Spirit light crossed a distance of hundreds of miles and approached the corpse of the ancient god lying in nothingness.
When the spiritual light approached the ancient god's ten-mile area, it began to stretch, twist, and become thinner, as if there were different force fields in the ancient god's ten-mile area.
When it was one mile away, it exploded directly. The three thousand monks wrapped in the spiritual light were pulled and fell towards the ancient god's body. After contact, they also disappeared.
In a land of endless nothingness, the ancient god lies still.
Hundreds of miles away, Linghua was sitting here cross-legged, closing his eyes. What he didn't know was that on his back, a strange shadow was pulling and twisting, as if trying to break free.
The void is dead and silent.
other side.
When Han Yi saw Black Flame Xuanxian, he waved his hand gently, and the surrounding space changed rapidly. In just a flash, he found himself in a fairy land.
There is a mountain range at the foot. Looking into the distance, dozens of miles away from the mountain range, there is a fairy mountain towering into the sky. On top of the fairy mountain, there are many palaces.
This is a Immortal Spirit Realm.
When Han Yi was in the Shattered Immortal Realm's Azure Mystic Daoist Grounds, he was temporarily taken into his Immortal Spirit Realm by Xing Hen Xuanxian. After this experience, he naturally knew that this was also a Immortal Spirit Realm, and it should be Black Flame Xuanxian's Immortal Spirit Realm.
Around him, other monks gathered together who were familiar with each other. There were circles of half-immortals, there were circles of transformed gods, and the same was true for Nascent Soul.
Han Yi did not move, nor was he curious about the fairy mountain, so he flew over to check it out. The other monks did the same, and they all gathered on the mountain range.
As time passed, many monks fell to the bottom of the mountain range and each found a place to sit cross-legged and practice.
The same was true for Han Yi. After he fell below, a dozen Nascent Soul monks came up to talk to him. These monks happened to know that Han Yi had just been promoted to the fifth-level alchemy master and had made a move in the Immortal Market Palace, so they came to make friends. Among them, there was even a peak Nascent Soul monk, and most of the others were in the late Nascent Soul stage.
Han Yi had no intention of rejecting him and had a great time chatting with these monks.
Half a month later.
The monks suddenly woke up and looked around. They found that outside the mountains, the fairy mountain could no longer be seen, only a chaotic aura.
These changes are only completed in an instant.
Then, in less than half a breath, the surrounding space changed again and returned to the Immortal Spirit Realm. However, under everyone's feet, it was no longer the original mountain range, but a huge island. Surrounding the island, across the vast ocean, you could still see many islands in the distance, densely covered with Star Luo.
in addition.
The aura of the Immortal Spirit Realm in this place does not have the aura of a fairy spirit. Instead, it is like an ordinary world, but more real. It seems that it is not Immortal Spirit Realm, but a small world with complete rules and complete origin.
Han Yi is awe-inspiring.
He has already made some guesses about this Immortal Spirit Realm, that is, this place is the Immortal Spirit Realm of Linghua.
In the Profound Repository Palace, Han Yi has also learned about the realms above immortals. Zhen, Xuan, and Jin, the three immortal realms, all involve laws. However, in Taiyi, the realm no longer adheres to laws, but pays attention to higher-level things.
This moment is too real. It must be a place where the laws are complete, or close to complete. Only the Taiyi realm, that is, the Immortal Lord, can have it.
Therefore, he guessed that they were transferred to the Immortal Spirit Realm of Linghua.
Over the island.
Sudden.
A little spiritual light fell from the sky and manifested on the island.
With a sudden flash of inspiration, he transformed into an old Daoist with immortal demeanor.
The Daoist looked at the more than 3,000 monks in front of him, his eyes were calm and unruffled, and then dispersed directly, turning into more than 3,000 fainter spiritual lights, scattered out in all directions, and accurately penetrated into the body of each monk.
What's weird is that this Daoist's movements don't look very fast, but Han Yi can't react at all. No, it's not just him, but also the dozen or so half-immortals.
But those half-immortals, after the spiritual light dispersed, they had time to bow their heads and say respectfully, "See you, Immortal Lord."
But when I looked up again, there was no one there.
Han Yi was stunned. The immortal Daoist just now turned out to be Linghua. Just as he had the idea, there was suddenly more information in his mind, which was transmitted by the Dao Spirit light just now.
"Random world, explore, practice, in exchange for Contribution Points?"
Han Yi was slightly startled.
The information in this Dao Spirit light is quite simple, that is, they will randomly fall into a certain world. According to previous explorations, these worlds may be a little weird, but the degree of danger is not high.
And what Linghua asked them to do was very simple, that is, explore a random world, dig out the deep secrets of that world, practice the techniques of that world, or practice the "skills" unique to that world.
As long as something is gained, it can be converted into Contribution Points. However, Contribution Points will take twenty years. It can only be settled after this mission is over and Linghua brings everyone back.
Han Yi was stunned because of the unusual meaning revealed in this task.
Random world, not a world, so what kind of place is that?
explore? Practice?
They are at best half-immortals. What does this mean to the Immortal Lord?
After waiting for a while, Linghua no longer appeared, and the monks gradually fell back to the island below.
A dozen monks who had previously been in contact with Han Yi also gathered together to exchange their views.
"It seems that this exploration should be a world composed of many small worlds, and our responses will be randomly assigned to a certain small world."
"However, it is understandable to explore and dig out secrets. After all, it is a new world, but what is the meaning of practicing the techniques and techniques of that world?"
A burly middle-aged man in the late Nascent Soul stage said in a deep voice. His eyes were full of confusion. This was also the look that other monks had.
"The most important thing about the information in that spiritual light just now is to practice the techniques and techniques that fall into the world. In other words, what Linghua needs is the techniques and techniques from that world."
"However, this is also very strange. With the power of the Immortal Lord, he can understand all the techniques and techniques that we can practice at a glance. Why bother?"
The monk who was at the peak of Yuanying analyzed in a low voice that this Yuanying monk was a rare female cultivator in the field. She was a female cultivator who was not outstanding in appearance but very heroic. This female cultivator's number was Biqiong.
Biqiong Zhenjun analyzed a few sentences and immediately reacted.
"No, there is another possibility, that is, those small worlds that Linghua cannot enter, or are unwilling to enter, or that world has restrictions on outside monks. Those with higher realms have more restrictions. Only un-immortal monks like us can avoid these restrictions and step into the world."
"This possibility should be close to the truth."
"In addition, I just checked, Qiankun Ring, the spiritual treasure, the physical body, the internal space, the Yuanying, etc., I checked them all, and I couldn't find the spiritual light that entered the body."
"However, since Linghua wants to use our hands to explore the techniques and techniques of many worlds, then that aura should play a big role. Perhaps, our every move will be under the eyes of the Immortal Lord."
Biqiong After True Lord said this, everyone fell silent.
Han Yi is also in the circle, and everyone's guess is his guess. After all, there is not much that can be known at the moment.
Combined with what Gu Chuan said, none of the Yuanying monks he was familiar with had died. It was clear that the small world they entered was indeed not very dangerous.
The biggest remaining doubts are two points.
The first point is, what kind of world is it that even the power of the Immortal King cannot enter or is unwilling to enter?
The second point is, what's the point of letting them practice the techniques or techniques of that world?
Han Yi has a different view on this second point. He knows that most of the monks recruited for the first time are unknown and weak monks. Since you want to practice skills or techniques, you should look for those monks with good talents to come. Why is it putting the cart before the horse?
Could it be that to practice the techniques or techniques of that world, talent is not important, but only a monk of Nascent Soul or above is enough? Or, as long as you know the technique and enter the sect, it doesn't matter whether you practice it or not?
The silent people chatted for a while, but with no actual progress, they each landed on the island and found a place to meditate.
Han Yi also found a place on the island to meditate.
Another half month later.
Suddenly, a mysterious force fell on Han Yi. When he stood up, he found that he was surrounded by invisible auras. Around him, up and down, left and right, were other equally dignified monks.
The cultivators already knew what was going on.
"We've arrived."
When the thought came to mind, Han Yi found that the thick spiritual light around him began to flicker and flow. This flow became more and more intense, consuming the energy of the spiritual light and making it thinner.
He raised his head suddenly, and through the gradually thinning spiritual light, he saw a brilliant golden light. Behind this light, there was a huge wall.
It is this wall that emits spiritual light.
Moreover, this extremely brilliant golden light gave Han Yi an all-too-familiar feeling.
What exactly is it?
Between the lightning and flint.
A bolt of thunder seemed to flash through his heart, and he was suddenly startled.
"This is the golden light that Ancient God Visualization Method emits when practicing."
"Ancient God?"
"This, this, this..."
Han Yi was horrified, he had already realized at this moment, what kind of wall was this wall emitting golden light? It was a huge ancient god. The wall he saw might just be a piece of skin of the ancient god.
Just when this thought emerged, the extremely thin spiritual light finally exploded, and the extremely strong golden light was overwhelming. Under this golden light, Han Yi's consciousness dimmed, and he had no thoughts to move in an instant.
but.
When the spiritual light exploded, among the more than 3,000 monks, there were about a dozen monks who exuded a faint golden light. This light was naturally incomparable with the golden light emitted by the ancient god, but because of this golden light, these ten monks were pulled towards the position between the ancient god's eyebrows.
Among them, there is Han Yi.
As for the other monks, after the spiritual light exploded, they randomly fell to a certain place on the ancient god's body.
The spiritual light dissipated, and the golden light Eternal left no trace of more than three thousand monks.
Hundreds of miles away from this ancient god's body, which has no vitality or death, an old Daoist statue sits cross-legged in the endless void, with Mind Transformation Art, connecting countless monks who have entered the ancient god's body.
The aura on his body became more and more terrifying as time passed.
Behind him, the twisted black shadow also became more and more tangible.
Divine Demon World.
Han Yi returned to consciousness, and what he saw when he opened his eyes was a pair of bright and curious eyes.
(End of chapter)