A great man once said.
One cannot step into the same river twice.
Wang Xiu didn't expect that he would encounter the same embarrassing thing twice a day.
The leader of the dignified Spirit Turtle Peak was actually kicked out of the group chat by Sanqing's senior management at an unknown time.
Who can I talk to to explain this?
Luo Binglan had been lying in the coffin for so many years, so her reaction was a little slow, but only a little slow.
After all, she realized something.
The coffin lid jingled and trembled, and he rushed out to talk to Zhuo Canglang.
"Master, please don't move. I'll do it...I can handle it!" Wang Xiu quickly sat down on the coffin board and pushed her down.
He looked at Luo Binglan's coffin and then at the big pit.
After thinking about it, he decided to bury Luo Binglan again.
There is still some time before the Holy Son's enthronement ceremony, so it is impossible to just leave it here, exposed to wind and rain, which is not good.
Mainly it doesn't look good when displayed like this.
At first glance, I thought the tomb had been stolen.
Moreover, Linggui Peak has been busy recently.
It would be bad if some junior sister with a bad sense of direction wandered here and was frightened, and it was reported that Linggui Peak was haunted.
The popularity that was finally gathered is easily lost.
The coffin was buried, soil was added, it was tamped down, and the monument was re-erected.
He also took out some good-quality spiritual herbs and elixirs and planted them on Luo Binglan's grave.
Suddenly, the place was filled with colors, mist, and rich essence, just like the tide.
This void is extremely gorgeous.
The solitary tomb that originally looked a little dazzling suddenly became dazzling and bright.
If I ask Qin Guangling to come here to play a song and invite three or five friends, I guess dancing will be fine.
…
After settling Luo Binglan, Wang Xiu returned to his yard.
Sit cross-legged with eyes closed.
Organize what you have earned these days.
Consolidate your own cultivation.
During this trip to the Holy Academy, in addition to the several top-level inheritance techniques that the system revealed to him, he also gained a lot in the Holy World.
There are a large number of elixirs, precious medicines, mineral materials, and all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, which are very rare.
Various treasures, magic weapons, and void stones.
Everything is priceless.
Of course, these are all foreign objects. For Wang Xiu, the most important harvest is the ancient dragon scale and the page of the heavenly book obtained from the mural of gods and demons.
The scales of the ancient dragon still hang around Wang Xiu's neck. They once blocked a saint's attack and became dim.
Over the past few days, it has gradually regained its luster, and its spiritual patterns have loomed, reappearing some of its former power.
That ancient dragon has a mysterious origin and is powerful.
I don't know how many years have passed since his death, but his corpse still possesses a terrifying power.
Wang Xiu has always regretted that the ancient dragon did not have a complete remnant soul left, only a trace of broken spirituality, and it was difficult to learn some secrets of ancient times.
"There should be other mysteries in this dragon scale, but I haven't been able to understand it yet!" Wang Xiu played with the dragon scale, keeping it warm in his hands and giving off a light luster, like breathing.
At present, Wang Xiu already knows that the runes recorded on the dragon scales contain the magical power of [Candle Holding Flame].
He only understood part of it.
The power is quite terrifying, enough to make even the great masters in the out-of-body stage shy away and not dare to bear it.
If you practice to perfection in the future.
Maybe there is a real possibility to condense the legendary Candle Dragon Divine Fire, which can burn the sky and boil the sea, burning everything.
Then there is the Heavenly Book, which is even more powerful and consists of one hundred and eight golden Taoist inscriptions.
Each Taoist text seems to represent a kind of magical power. It is not a magical power in itself, but it is very primitive and seems to contain the true meaning of the Tao.
It can be added to all spells and magical powers to double their power.
Wang Xiu's understanding of those Taoist scriptures made his own understanding of runes and Taoism more profound, and his knowledge continued to accumulate.
Even if Wang Xiu mutually confirms these insights with the exercises that he has already perfected, he can often feel that they complement each other, which is mysterious and extraordinary.
Wang Xiu was immersed in this state, unable to extricate himself, and continued to comprehend.
Nowadays, Nanzhou is calm on the surface, but in fact, there are undercurrents. The next war will break out at any time, and the best way is to improve the strength as soon as possible.
A few days later.
Wang Xiu’s summons token trembled.
Zhuo Canglang sent a message asking Wang Xiu to go to Longshou Peak, saying that he had something very important to see him.
Soon, he came to Longshou Peak.
Zhuo Canglang stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a tattered Taoist robe, overlooking the sea of clouds. His appearance was vicissitudes of life, giving people a feeling of being out of the world but not completely out of the world.
"See the head master!" Wang Xiu saluted.
"Here you come? Come with me!" Zhuo Canglang's mood didn't seem to be very high. After saying this, he tapped his toes and jumped straight off the cliff and fell into the sea of clouds.
Wang Xiu was slightly surprised and then followed.
The sea of clouds rose rapidly.
The scenes on both sides quickly blurred.
Wang Xiu felt that the speed of his fall was abnormal. There seemed to be an invisible abyss below, releasing a terrifying suction force.
The surrounding light quickly dimmed.
The space here becomes dark, turbid, and filled with chaotic fog, blocking the vision and five senses.
It's clearly daytime, but it's like late night.
After a long time, it finally sank to the bottom.
There was soft mud underfoot, and a road wound forward, submerging into the dark mountain wilderness.
When I got closer, I realized that it was a dark and deep cave.
The further inside, a bone-chilling chill came over my heart.
It's hair-raising.
The dark wind howled, faintly mixed with howls and screams.
This place is like an ancient Jedi land, as if unimaginable creatures have been tortured and even died here.
There is actually such a place at the bottom of Longshou Peak.
Surprisingly!
Wang Xiu looked to both sides and saw dark spaces with universes inside. The spaces were twisted, like small worlds neatly arranged. Various huge instruments of torture were placed inside, and they were engraved with runes.
At first glance, it seems that it is not for human beings!
The smell of blood here is very strong and has lasted forever, and the world is filled with cold resentment.
I don’t know how many creatures have been robbed here.
But there is one notable feature. This place seems to have been abandoned for a long time, everything is extremely old, and it seems that it has not been repaired for thousands of years.
"This is the Nine Nether Prison! A place that was once used to suppress great demons, demon lords and even the demon emperor..." Zhuo Canglang spoke and took the initiative to introduce Wang Xiu.
"Is this the Nine Nether Prison?" Wang Xiu exclaimed.
This name is not unfamiliar, it is well-known in the entire Nanzhou cultivation world.
On the land of Nanzhou, there are several restricted areas that even those with astonishing cultivation levels would not dare to set foot in. Rumor has it that even gods and demons will be punished if they enter.
Most of them are in unknown remote mountains.
Hard to find for ordinary people.
The Nine Nether Prison is the only exception. When the Sanqing Immortal Sect was at its most glorious, he was the leader in upholding the right path and thousands of immortals came to court. He was the uncrowned king who deserved it.
There are demons that the major immortal sects cannot kill, and demons that cannot be killed.
The Sanqing comes to kill, the Sanqing comes to kill!
There are also many traitors who hold high positions and are powerful, but they choose to betray the human race and collude with the demon race, causing horrific disasters.
Among them there are many people at the level of deputy sect leader of the Immortal Sect. They are arrogant and domineering and extremely difficult to catch, causing the Immortal Alliance a huge headache.
But as soon as the Sanqing Immortal Sect took action, no matter who it was, no one escaped. They were all captured and either killed on the spot or... suppressed and imprisoned.
The beings imprisoned in the Nine Nether Prisons are all extremely evil and tyrannical people.
It is difficult to erase with ordinary methods.
But after entering the Nine Nether Prison, there is basically no possibility of getting out.
In those years, the words "Nine Nether Prison" were enough to scare countless demon cultivators.
Unbelievable evils have been suppressed here.
Even in that battle that year, the Sanqing Immortal Sect was retaliated by the demons and lost only 36 of its 360 branches. The elites suffered numerous casualties and were almost wiped out.
I have never heard of the news that the Nine Nether Prison was breached.
It's just... Since then, Nine Nether Prison seemed to have disappeared, and no one mentioned it again.
Some people speculate that the Nine Nether Prison is a cave world, which was destroyed by that battle like other caves in the Sanqing Immortal Sect.
Unexpectedly, it is still there!
Moreover, it is just below Longshou Peak, the main peak of Sanqing!
When he came here, Zhuo Canglang spoke even less, his face full of solemnity.
Even the two crows on his shoulders were exceptionally quiet.
The two of them kept going deeper.
Finally came to a passage.
Here, twelve withered bones are arranged neatly, exuding a faint golden glow. The light is not strong, but extremely stubborn, covering the surrounding void.
Those withered bones are very thin, but they give people a feeling of incomparable majesty.
He has been dead for who knows how many years, but he is still very powerful, full of divinity, like immortal bones.
On the sky, wisps of divine light pour down, as if there are stars all over the sky shining silver light, like silver raindrops, flowing to the entire Nine Hells.
"Plop!"
Zhuo Canglang knelt down without saying a word and kowtowed one after another.
When Wang Xiu saw this, he bowed down without hesitation.
After kowtowing three times in a row.
Zhuo Canglang slowly explained: "When the demons invaded, our Sanqing Immortal Sect had twelve Earth Immortal Ancestors. In order to prevent the Nine Nether Prison from being breached, the great demons and evil spirits suppressed in it would reappear in the world...
I am willing to sit down and burn my own immortal power to kill all the demons!
And he left his spiritual bones to guard here for thousands of years, continuously purifying the demonic energy and demonic energy in the Nine Nether Prison. The price is... never to enter reincarnation! "
No one like Yi was suppressed in the Nine Nether Prison back then.
Almost all of them are those who are in the Tribulation Stage and above, whether they are monsters, demons or human beings, those below this level... are not qualified to be imprisoned in the Nine Nether Prison.
It's not necessary.
Just erase it directly!
There are only beings who are comparable to Earth Immortals. Their methods are tyrannical and extremely difficult to kill. Even if one person dies, there will still be several others...
Even if the body is really destroyed, the soul is still in great trouble.
You can come back with a vengeance if you're not careful.
Even the soul has been wiped out, and even if the remaining evil spirit, demonic energy, and resentment are leaked, it will be enough to cause unimaginable horrific effects on ordinary practitioners.
Either confuse the mind, or be controlled by the devil...
All in all, extremely difficult to deal with.
These twelve Earth Immortal Ancestors of the Sanqing Immortal Sect can almost be said to have traded their lives for lives, using their lifelong cultivation to forcibly keep the demons in the Nine Nether Prison and prevent them from causing harm to the world.
And at the cost of giving up his own reincarnation, he will be suppressed here forever.
Looking at the twelve earthly immortal bones emitting a faint golden glow.
Wang Xiu's heart was heavy with mixed emotions.
He bowed and made three grand salutes to the twelve immortal bones again.
Zhuo Canglang watched quietly, without stopping or speaking.
Then, he led Wang Xiu past these immortal bones and walked deeper.
The front suddenly becomes clear.
Beautiful trees grow, there are various kinds of vegetation, small bridges and flowing water, clouds cover the fog, and the scenery is pleasant.
As far as the eye can see there is a small hill.
The scenery was very nice, much better than in Nine Nether Prison, but somehow, arriving here gave him an inexplicable sense of awe.
"What is this place?" Wang Xiu asked.
"Hidden Veins!" Zhuo Canglang said: "In our Sanqing Immortal Sect, all great practitioners who are approaching their longevity and have no hope of breaking through will come here and wait for their final day!"
Wang Xiu was slightly shocked and finally understood what these hills were.
It turned out to be a tomb!
"I promised to give you a reward!" Zhuo Canglang said.
Wang Xiu was stunned and said nothing. What he saw today was obviously the biggest secret of the Sanqing Immortal Sect.
He understands that he will know everything he needs to know today.
Finally, we came to a valley.
The mouth of the valley was sealed by ice and snow, making it airtight.
The temperature around him dropped sharply, and it was chilly to the bone.
"Grand Master! I brought him here!" Zhuo Canglang saluted Gu Nei with great respect.
Wow!
There was no sound in the valley, and the ice and snow seemed to have spirits, making way for them.
"You can go in by yourself. Taishizu has a cold temperament and doesn't like crowds of people!"
"Okay!" Wang Xiu took a deep breath and entered the valley along the entrance. The vines behind him blocked the intersection again.
The passage is neither long nor short, and the mountain seems to have been hollowed out.
There are lakes on both sides.
There is no light around, but it is not dark.
Wang Xiu walked straight in, and finally came to a small courtyard. It was very old and simple, with wild flowers everywhere. It was not a rare thing, but very ordinary.
The sky was full of wind and snow, which seemed to be the case all year round, but the water surface was not frozen.
Very magical.
"Junior Wang Xiu, pay homage to the ancestor!" From a distance, Wang Xiu bowed to the courtyard.
"Crash!"
The water surface floated, and an ice coffin slowly emerged from the bottom of the water. The chill between heaven and earth became even more bone-chilling, and the wind and snow were like tides, faintly turning into wind waves, hitting Wang Xiu's body.
Wang Xiu remained motionless, still standing upright.
The wind and snow clung to Wang Xiu's body, moving around like a spirit, giving Wang Xiu the feeling of an invisible hand.
"Sure enough, it's the Twelve Color Nascent Soul, Xiao Zhuozi didn't lie to me!"
A voice appeared in the ice coffin, like a female voice, constantly wandering between heaven and earth. It was extremely ethereal, as if it were integrated with the wind and snow, and seemed to be the incarnation of this world.
"My Sanqing has suffered great disasters and has been in decline several times. I never thought that I would find this person again. It seems that it is God's will. God will not destroy my Sanqing!" A sigh came from the ice coffin.
Suddenly, the coffin lid moved sideways.
The wind and snow gathered in one place, the stars fell all over the sky, and a figure slowly walked out of the wind and snow.
His head is full of white hair, like a waterfall, hanging down around his waist.
Her slender waist is full and her skin is whiter than snow, shining brightly, especially her long and straight jade legs, which are like ice sculptures and are unforgettable at a glance.
Wang Xiu bets that these are definitely the most perfect legs he has ever seen.
none of them!
Unexpectedly, this dying ancestor of the Sanqing Dynasty turned out to be a peerless beauty!
Wang Xiu was a little surprised, but he figured it out in a flash.
If a monk wants to maintain his appearance and youth, it is very simple. The only question is whether he wants to.
Generally speaking, male monks do not value this.
When he is older, he has long hair and a childish face, but he looks more fairy-like. When he was young, he looked more vulgar and not like that.
But female monks, no matter how old they are, always look the youngest and most beautiful.
This is also what people often say, there are no ugly girls in cultivating immortals.
No old witch!
Even those demonic witches are extremely charming.
"Greetings, senior!" Wang Xiu was determined and put aside his distracting thoughts in a blink of an eye, saluting again.
"Oh, he is still such a handsome young man? If so, it would be more acceptable for me to leave everything to you..." Xuezu looked at Wang Xiu, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a moving smile.
Wang Xiu’s mouth twitched slightly.
Didn't the leader say that this patriarch has a cold personality?
What a cool der!
"Senior... don't be joking!" Wang Xiu said with a bitter smile. He still respected this kind of powerful person who had lived for an unknown number of years.
"Who is kidding you? Didn't Xiao Zhuozi tell you clearly?" Xuezu's voice was clear and very pleasant.
"No! My uncle only said that everything will be known after I come in..." Wang Xiu said truthfully.
"Well, this little Zhuozi is still so lazy! I'm already going to be buried, why don't you save me some trouble..." Xuezu covered his forehead, as if he felt a headache.
Then with a flick of his finger, the ice coffin suddenly fell between the two of them.
Xuezu sat on it first and patted the other side: "Come on, sit down and chat while there is still time!"
Wang Xiu: "...Isn't this inappropriate?"
Xuezu said: "I don't care, what do you care about? Don't worry, I'm not dead yet, there's nothing bad about me..."
Wang Xiu coughed twice and sat next to Xue Zu.
He sat down and took a deep breath.
Fortunately, his physical body is so strong that most people can't stand it!
Wow wow cool!
"Young man, your yang energy is very strong... Being young means you are in good health!" Xue Zu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, indicating something.
"good!"
"I heard that you are very outstanding. At a young age, you killed many demons. You also destroyed the world rules of the Ancient Holy Academy and released the people inside?" Said softly.
"There's a lot of luck involved!" Wang Xiu said modestly.
"Luck is a good thing, and many people can't get it! If we had a little more luck back then, many things wouldn't end like this..." Xue Zu sighed, his beautiful eyes flashing as he recalled the past.
"Seniors fought bloody battles against the demons in those days. They were so impressive and admirable that I have been fascinated by them for a long time..." Wang Xiu said seriously.
"There is nothing worthy of admiration!" Xuezu waved his hands and said: "They are just a group of people who are working hard to survive. It is our turn. If we don't want to die and don't want to be the food of the demons, then we have no choice but to fight! "
Her tone was calm, as if she had never regarded the past war as something to be proud of.
But a helpless choice.
"There are many ways to survive. If you choose the right one and stick to it, this is already amazing, and it is better than countless ordinary people..." Wang Xiu said seriously.
Xue Zu looked at him, with light in his beautiful eyes: "What you said was similar to what someone said to me back then!"
Wang Xiu was surprised: "Who?"
"You should have seen it before! In the Nine Hells Prison!"
"..."
The air was silent for a long time.
"Oh my, I am indeed getting old. Chatting with young people all day long always brings up those heavy topics..." Suddenly, Xue Zu chuckled, with self-deprecation.
Wang Xiu looked up and saw the dusk on her beautiful face.
She is really dying and her life is approaching.
Dying.
Wang Xiu subconsciously went to the ethereal induction chapter to sense the energy in her body, and found the same situation as Luo Binglan.
How long is the life span of a powerful person at the Earth Immortal level?
No matter how Xuezu looked at it, he didn't look like someone who had actually lived that long.
I don’t know how much life was burned in the battle with the demons.
"I have been practicing for more than three thousand years! I have seen the blue sea and blue sky, been to the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, entered the Ying Demon Island to slay demons, and went to the Wild Demon World to slay demons...
I have seen and experienced countless things in this world!
This life is enough! "
Xue Zu stood up slowly, his plain robe glowing, outlining his perfect immortal body. The immortal light filled the air, and the place was peaceful.
She looked down at Wang Xiu, who was incredibly beautiful, and slowly spoke: "But if you think about it carefully, I haven't made any particularly big contributions in my life. Even when I went to suppress the demons in the Nine Nether Prison, they stopped me. Let me go...
If I really died like this, I would definitely be laughed at by them!
But fortunately, my remaining cultivation can still be put to some use...
Boy, are you ready to accept my gift? "
Wang Xiu was shocked.
It turned out that Zhuo Canglang was planning a gift for him.
It turned out to be a gift from an Earth Immortal-level ancestor before his death?
It’s really a big deal!
A strong earthly immortal ignites life and illuminates another person's path!
What an opportunity is this?
However, Wang Xiu couldn't feel happy in his heart. Looking at Xue Zu in front of him, he always thought of the twelve immortal bones in the Nine Nether Prison.
My heart is heavy.
"Boy, why are you still hesitant?" Xue Zu raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "I never brag, even if my current strength is not as good as my peak, but...
At least it’s enough to make your journey before the tribulation a hundred times a thousand times smoother! "
【Ding! 】
[It is detected that someone nearby is bragging crazily, triggering a critical hit, reaching the system high level, gaining mana +19998, mana quality +19998! 】
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the "Qing Emperor Sutra of Immortality" perfect experience card! 】
(End of chapter)
