Under the blue sky, Shansuke and the other eight little demons slowly woke up, looking around with confusion on their faces.
"Master and uncle are missing."
"I didn't see Xiao Wu either."
"Strange, where is this place?"
Shansuke and Yiwei took the lead, and the eight little demons gathered together and walked forward. It's just that here is a blue sky grassland with no sun. I don't know where to go.
But suddenly, I felt the breeze blowing on my face, and my body seemed to be washed from the outside to the inside.
Io said: "Everyone, this wind is good for us, sit down and realize it!"
When several little demons heard this, they immediately sat down and let the breeze enter their bodies, blowing on the body and bones of the Tao. As the Tao power circulates, the waste in the body is blown out of the body, and the whole person feels refreshed.
"So comfortable!"
With a few sighs, the six little demons except Shansuke and Io also successfully entered the Lingxu realm and became demon soldiers.
It took about half a day before the wind stopped. The eight little demons stood up one after another, feeling that their cultivation had improved a lot.
"We have all entered the Lingxu realm. This wind is really magical."
"Is this the inheritance place for the eight of us?"
Io thought. Then several people walked through the air at a much faster speed, and finally saw a big tree standing alone on the grassland.
A figure could be seen vaguely under the tree.
"Could it be Master and the others!"
Shansuke and others looked happy and sped up. But when they got closer, they found that it was a woman, dressed in white like snow, sitting under a tree, picking up flower petals, and throwing them into a small pit.
Shansuke and others looked at each other, and Shansuke stepped forward and held his hands: "Dare I ask, girl..."
Before she finished speaking, the woman raised her hand and said, "Please help me bury flowers."
"Funeral flowers?"
"Flowers perish quickly. If you don't bury them, wouldn't it be heartless to fall red?"
The eight little demons didn't understand what it meant, and then rain of flowers fell from the sky and fell all over the ground.
The woman bent down to pick up pieces. When Io saw it, he followed the woman's example and started picking it up.
Suddenly, Yiwei picked up a petal in his hand, and suddenly a stream of light escaped into Yiwei's sea of consciousness. Countless skills and texts were imprinted into his memory, and an ancient aura from his bloodline filled the air.
Yiwei quickly sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to feel it. He could only hear a voice in the sea of consciousness saying: "My cat tribe has been blessed by the White Spirit Demon Saint, and I have obtained this technique to move in the dark and treacherous ways."
Immediately afterwards, it was as if Io had seen the technique with his own eyes and it was imprinted in his memory.
Seeing Io's strange behavior, Shansuke seemed to realize something, and hurriedly said: "Everyone, hurry up and pick up the petals!"
After hearing this, all the little demons bowed their heads. After a while, everyone picked up the strange petal and sat down to reflect.
"My Deer Clan Kung Fu, Tian Xuan Kung!"
"My dog clan's technique is howling the sky and barking the sun!"
"The skills of my rabbit tribe are as clear as the fire!"
"…………"
The eight little demons all obtained their own inherited skills at this moment. The woman under the tree waved her hand, and the rain of flowers disappeared, leaving only a faint lingering fragrance.
"Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again. After all, there are still many things worth cherishing in this world."
A breeze passed by, and the woman's figure disappeared. …
In another world, Ye Ling and others were meditating and practicing. They have been trapped here for almost a year. During this period, they have tried many methods, but they have been unable to leave.
Gradually, they all seemed to accept the reality, and began to enter a state of cultivation, probably in order to live longer in this space.
The person who has lived the most fulfilling life is Xiao Wu. He has been taught the inherited skills of the Xuanwu clan by Xuan Yun this year. His cultivation has greatly increased, and he is close to the edge of the Ying Chong realm, and his combat power is also extremely powerful. He can fight with Bai Wuyu for a period of time without losing.
Ye Ling said to Bai Wuyu: "Fortunately, Shanjie and the other eight are not here. I hope they
Already obtained the inherited skills. "
Only the eight little demons were not there. Ye Ling and the others had guessed that they had accepted the inheritance, which gave Ye Ling and Bai Wuyu some comfort.
Wu Liang, Li Zhou, and Zhong Limei never gave up looking for a way to leave this year. The three of them would get together every day to discuss, but they still had no results.
Bai Wuyu's cultivation level has been infinitely close to the realm of immortality, and it seems that he is just one step away from it. However, he doesn't know how long it will take to break through this thin line.
Ye Ling's injuries have also completely recovered, but without the help of the Heaven-Destroying Sword Art, his swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck, and his cultivation has been stuck at the early stage of the Immortal Realm.
There is another realm gap between the realm of immortality and the realm of celestial phenomena. The Heavenly Phantasm Realm uses the understanding of the Dao to turn the imaginary into reality and condense the Dharma. Compared with the Immortal Realm, where one has to rely on the physical body to fight, the Heavenly Phantasm Realm is already a true duel between Taoism and Dharma.
Since the last battle with Kong Ping, the demonic sword was damaged and the demonic thoughts disappeared. There is no need to use the demon-suppressing pillar to suppress it. The demonic sword is still calm.
Qing Qing in the jade finger also fell into a deep sleep. She seemed to have consumed too much power after destroying the black death formation of the rat tribe outside the territory, so no matter how Ye Ling called, she could not wake her up.
After finishing his morning recuperation, Ye Ling stood up and gave some instructions to Xingyan. Xingyan belongs to the Qi Ling Cat clan. Fortunately, there is Yuehua in this world to absorb. Her cultivation has successfully reached the Lingxu realm, which is considered very fast.
Bai Wuyu came over and said to Ye Ling: "Master Dao and the others seem to have a new idea. Senior brother, let's go over and listen to it."
Ye Ling had been hearing this for a year, but it was better to have hope than to remain in despair, so he followed it.
Wu Liang, Zhong Limei, and Li Zhou gathered together and continued to carve Dao patterns, which seemed to be teleportation formations, but judging from the way they struggled, it was probably some kind of secret technique.
When Ye Ling and the two came over, Wu Liang said: "Quick, the three of us are not strong enough. With the help of you two, maybe we can. Send the Tao power over here quickly."
Ye Ling and Bai Wuyu didn't waste any time, sending Dao power into the bodies of the three of them to help them carve Dao patterns. It lasted ten days like this. With a burst of white light, the teleportation formation this time also failed.
"ah--"
Wu Liang shouted: "You bullshit demon saint, you actually trapped the Taoist Master here. When the Taoist Master comes out, your grave will be dug up and your body will be exposed in the wilderness!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly changed, and bolts of lightning fell down, hitting Wu Liang.
"Help!"
A flash of lightning flashed, and Wu Liang became a black man, but the thunder in the sky still refused to let go and kept falling.
"Master Dao is wrong, Lord Demon Saint, you don't remember the faults of villains, please spare this poor Taoist, ah——"...
But he said that the Demon Saint Tomb was already full of human monks. They were currently on the second floor where Ye Ling and the others came in. This place was full of forbidden Dao patterns, which had already claimed the lives of many anxious people.
Fortunately, the heads and disciples of the three major Formation Dao families are here. At this moment, the distribution of the restrictions here has been roughly figured out, and no one has lost their lives.
Wen Xianqi and Zhao Yunping stood in the void, beside them were the three heads of the Array Dao family.
Zhao Yunping asked: "In your opinion, what exactly is going on?"
The three of them were silent for a while, before Sun Changgeng took the lead and said, "It seems that we have fallen into a small world that is not accessible to the outside world and is densely covered with forbidden patterns. Presumably this is to guard against intruders."
Wen Xianqi said coldly: "I just want to know, is there any way you can take us out?"
Yuan Suifeng said: "With the three of us joining forces, we can send you all out of the tomb. If you want to completely break the restrictions on the tomb, I'm afraid you still have to wait three months for the tomb to be completely released."
Wen Xianqi and Zhao Yunping looked at each other and communicated secretly with their spiritual consciousness. Wen Xianqi followed closely and said: "That's fine, I can wait for three months."
Yuan Suifeng and the three of them each used formation disks to activate the Space Avenue, opening a passage for everyone to escape.
"Escape from death!"
"Fortunately I
We were not the first batch to go in, otherwise we would have died at this moment. "
"It's a pity that so many of us died, and in the end we returned in vain. If I had known better, I should have come by myself. These big families don't care about our lives at all."
Many monks complained, but they did not dare to attack directly due to the power of Taiyuan Dao Sect and other major sects.
After many monks escaped, they did not leave just yet, preparing to wait for the tomb to open in three months before trying their luck in it.
But just a month later, I saw countless demon monks surrounding this place. The leader was none other than the sect leader of the three sects of the demon clan, Yuan Ji, the only leader, Chiwu.
However, it turned out that the demon clan from outside the territory had disappeared since the failed attack on Tianyao City, and there was no movement on the Great Wall. The three sect leaders decided to arrange heavy troops to guard the Great Wall, and then returned to the interior of the Southern Territory.
Before they could settle down in the Southern Territory, the Tomb of the White Spirit Demon Saint attracted many human monks. The Lengyue Demon Sect did not take any action because a large number of strong men were deployed to support the Great Wall.
This time the three sect leaders were all here, and they decided to come with heavy troops in order to drive away the demons from these human races.
Zhao Yunping and Wen Xianqi stepped into the void and faced off against three great monsters in the Mingwei Realm.
Yuan Ji said: "You humans shouldn't come to our southern region."
Zhao Yunping was not polite at all, and said in a cold voice: "Tao Ji Xian Yuan, those who are capable will live in it. Our human race is the same as your demon race, and we will never let it go!"
Dushou was dressed in black and could not see his appearance clearly. He snorted coldly and said: "I, the great saint of the demon race, have the tomb, and it is not your human race's turn to get involved. If you don't leave, you will bear the consequences!"
"Oh? But I wonder what the consequences of what the leader of the Dushou clan said?"
A voice resounded in the sky, followed by thousands of rays of light, thousands of auspicious colors, and one after another vision.
Above the sky, several figures rushed over. The one sitting on the treasure chariot was Duan Shanhai, the master of Yuxuan Palace; the one sitting on the phoenix chariot was An Yin, the master of Linglong Blessed Land; the one with the water lotus under his feet was Li Mo, the master of Shuijingdongtian; The one wearing the sword is Wang Wuyuan, the leader of Tongtian Sword Sect; the one wearing red is Sun Chengzong, the leader of Huixianzhuang; the one wearing white is Qingbuqi, the leader of Mixian Sect; the leading old Taoist priest with gray beard and profound Taoist charm is Taiyuan Taoist. The sect leader is ancient.
The seven sect masters of the Immortal Path arrived together, and the human monks suddenly shouted one after another.
The human race is, after all, as powerful as imagined.
Gu Yuan smiled slightly and bowed his hands: "Three fellow demon clan members, I'm afraid we haven't seen each other for a thousand years, right?"
Yuan Ji sneered and said: "The last time was when you, the human race, were fighting among themselves, but now you have extended your hands to us, the demon race. Ancient Sect Leader, you haven't changed at all in the past thousand years!"
"I'm here not to argue with you, but I already know about the Great Wall. The land of the Five Realms cannot be interfered with by others, and my human race should also contribute. Three sect masters, why don't we talk about it? Conditions."
"Oh? What did the ancient sect master want to say?"
"Give this holy tomb to us humans, and we will send people to guard the Great Wall!"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Yuan Ji laughed loudly, and his voice spread throughout the world: "You and other humans are so sanctimonious. What you say is righteousness, what you do is just casualness. We, the demon clan, disdain to associate with you!"
