Wang Xiu stared at the old man and asked, "Senior...can you elaborate?"
The old man said: "There's nothing to elaborate on. Old man, I just know a rough idea... It's still because of the incident in Beihai. Not even one out of ten geniuses came down from the upper world! Most of them are okay. Those geniuses died in the Beihai ruins." Among them, there is an ancient clan, but before the Beihai ruins were opened, the genius of the clan was slaughtered by the Holy Son of the Sanqing Immortal Sect, so they held a grudge and set up an ambush in the upper world..."
Hear this.
Wang Xiu's pupils narrowed: "Are you talking about the Yi tribe?"
The old man glanced at him in surprise: "You know? No wonder, that incident should have been widely circulated in the outside world, and it should have been very lively back then!"
After a pause, the old man continued: "Those people from the Yi tribe are narrow-minded. All the geniuses in the clan were lost in this world, and even lost to the geniuses in the lower world. They couldn't wipe it out... so they started to grudge against the Holy Son of Sanqing! It is said that those who have gone up to the world in recent years, and those related to the Holy Son of Sanqing, have not been able to escape the search...especially those geniuses who came up from the Sanqing Immortal Sect. It is said that in order to break out of the encirclement, they killed many Yi The members of the Yi tribe were hunted down by the entire Yi tribe..."
A cold light flashed in Wang Xiu's eyes, and he asked: "I dare to ask the seniors, do you know their current situation?"
The old man shook his head: "Then how could I know? It's just that... the Yi clan has a long heritage and an unfathomable foundation. Although the little ones who came up are extraordinary in appearance, they are still young and difficult to compete with. I'm afraid they are in danger!"
Yi tribe!
Wang Xiu said nothing.
Dressed in white, there is no wind.
A strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Decades have passed since Ji Zidian and the others left for Jiutian.
Wang Xiu knew very well that after such a long time, if something really happened, it would be too late.
So there was no eagerness in his heart.
Only coldness and calmness.
If they are still okay.
All is said and done.
If something happens, the Yi people will have to pay with their blood!
…
Boom!
Time passes little by little.
There are waves on Mirror Lake again.
The huge gas-like tornado changed silently, reversed its direction, and vaguely connected to the void on the other side.
"Senior, say goodbye!"
Wang Xiu saluted, turned around and stepped into the night sky. His white clothes merged into the huge gas-shaped tornado and disappeared.
In front of thatched cottage.
The old man looked at Wang Xiu's leaving figure, holding his hands behind his back and saying nothing.
On the side, an old woman walked out quietly, looked at the huge air column, then looked at the old man, and said: "You said a bit too much, this cause and effect... there is no need for our clan to be contaminated!"
The old man put his hands behind his hands and said: "Between our clan and the Sanqing Guamai, we already owed Karma. Now... I just need to repay it!"
…
Wang Xiu is no stranger to the void.
But this trip was extraordinarily different.
The scene around him was constantly changing, extremely magical, as if there were endless gravel blowing around him. Each grain of sand seemed like a star, containing the boundless and vast world, and then turned into nothing in an instant.
The stars are sometimes near and sometimes far away.
Like a dream.
It was as if we were in another time and space with him.
At this moment, he was like a small boat in the endless wind and waves.
Being carried around and shaken around.
We can only go with the tide and go to the final shore.
"No wonder people say this kind of passage is dangerous..."
Wang Xiu lamented that ordinary monks, even earthly immortals, would have difficulty operating in the face of this power of heaven and earth. They could only go with the flow and go wherever the passage sent them, and it was difficult to change.
If there is a dead end at the end of the passage.
What awaited him was only endless evil.
Good thing.
After Wang Xiu merged with the origin of Zhulong.
On the path of the void, he has extremely impressive attainments and talents.
He clearly felt that if he wanted to, he could separate himself from this void turbulence at any time.
If you encounter dangers such as void turbulence and storms.
He can completely protect himself.
Unmoving as a mountain.
After realizing this, Wang Xiu relaxed a lot and began to observe the changes around him attentively.
"The void here is very different!"
I do not know how long it has been.
Wang Xiu was keenly aware that the surrounding environment had changed.
The void around him grew grittier.
Deeper.
When they were in the Cangyuan Realm, the monks at the Nascent Soul Stage had the ability to tear apart the void with all their skills at their disposal.
But here, I'm afraid it's almost meaningless.
And this change is just the beginning.
As Wang Xiu's void travel gradually deepened, this change became more and more obvious.
at the same time.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Originally, this void was very dark and cold in Wang Xiu's eyes. Although there was light everywhere, the light sources were all very far away. Even the nearest one was thousands of miles away. It did not give him the slightest feeling of warmth and light. On the contrary, It feels even more dark and cold.
But now, those lights are gradually increasing.
As far as the eye can see, there are stars everywhere, and the eyes are filled with galaxies.
The extremely vast nebulae stretch across the sky, which makes people jaw-dropping and makes them feel insignificant.
Like a green dragon, like a white tiger, like a flying snake...
Every point of light that makes up those nebulae is one star after another, a real world.
Almost just a glance.
Wang Xiu was able to determine that there were living beings living on those stars, and there were people surviving.
"One of the biggest differences between the Nine Heavens and the Ten Lands is that the number of creatures here is as vast as smoke, and the number of stars with living creatures far exceeds that of the Ten Lands..."
Wang Xiu recalled the information in Dragon Emperor Ao Lie's memory and couldn't help but sigh.
Jiutian, although there are only nine heavens.
But outside the heaven, there are countless stars, and there are living beings on them.
It's just that the spiritual energy on those stars is not sufficient, and most of the creatures are unable to practice. Many of them are even composed of mortals and beasts, and are incompatible with the world of immortality.
In Jiutian, such a world is called Cold Star.
It is inconspicuous, but the number is unimaginable.
"It is precisely because of the existence of so many living beings that the monks in the Nine Heavens can more easily obtain more pure beliefs after the Holy Appearance Period... Based on the creatures above the Nine Heavens, the strength of the monks in the Holy Realm will be , generally higher than the creatures in the lower world!"
The environmental gap between the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths is too great.
The higher up.
The gap becomes more obvious.
No wonder it caused countless cultivators from the lower realm to follow.
…
This journey into the void is extremely long.
Wang Xiu was not the only one in the passage.
But the passage is vast, and everyone is swept away, far apart.
Most of the monks seemed not to feel the passage of time.
Falling into a special state of surprise, tension, and drowsiness.
Only Wang Xiu remained awake.
"Coming!"
Wang Xiu pondered, remembering what the Kunlun old man said before leaving, and quietly used the Heavenly Demon's Ten Thousand Transformations Technique to transform into someone else's appearance, and his breath and appearance changed completely.
finally.
A dazzling light appeared before his eyes.
(End of chapter)
