The clouds in the sky are rolling and relaxing, and the grass and trees on the ground are like smoke.
On Yuqing Mountain, one of the towering Three Pure Mountains, in the main hall where the leader is located, there are countless sect jade symbols that are like meteors in the sky, piercing the clouds and wind, flying to all directions in the world.
This is the jade talisman of the sect. As long as the disciples of the Sanqing sect retain the aura of the soul and have been approved by the sect's ancestor, they can receive this jade talisman no matter where they are in the world.
Unless it is in another space that is truly separated from the sky.
Of course, the underground black market is not really another dimension, it's just that the formation is mysterious. Therefore, Lingchu, who had just come out of the underground fighting arena, saw a white stream of light falling in front of him before he returned to the inn. .
But the monks coming and going around turned a blind eye, as if they couldn't see them at all.
The refining techniques and materials for the sect's jade talisman are not difficult, but there is a kind of restriction on it. Rumor has it that it was passed down by the ancestor of the upper realm of the sect. Only the disciple who received the talisman can see and touch it.
He saw a jade-colored talisman standing in the air in front of him, no more than the size of a palm, with flowing cloud patterns all over its body, and inscribed with ancient seal script and gold script, and the four characters of the Three Purities Edict came into view.
Lingchu recognized it at first sight. It was the jade talisman of the sect.
When the sect's jade talisman comes out, it means that the sect has important events to convey to the disciples. Speaking of which, Lingchu has been a disciple for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has received the sect's jade talisman.
He casually raised his sleeves, stretched out his hand to support the brim of his cloak, and secretly took away the jade talisman hanging in front of him.
Under the cover of the large cloak, Yubai's hand exerted a little force and easily crushed the sect's jade talisman, turning it into little fluorescent lights and scattering into the world.
In the sea of consciousness, a message from the sect emerged.
On the tenth day of the seventh month in the 36812th year of the Tianyuan Calendar, the ancient battlefield was opened. Two months before the opening, there was a sect competition. The top fifty disciples were awarded the place to enter the ancient battlefield. Interested disciples, please come to Tianyuan He returned to the sect before the tenth day of May in the calendar year thirty-six thousand eight hundred and twelve.
Leader, make peace.
The realm where Lingchu was located was called the Lingxu Realm. After the great annihilation, the new world of cultivation was jointly formulated by powerful monks to formulate a new calendar, named Tianyuan.
Tianyuan refers to the principle of movement throughout the years, the origin and beginning of all things.
Thirty thousand years have passed since then.
Lingchu stretched out his hand, sensed the heaven and earth with his spiritual consciousness, and calculated with his fingers, this year will be the second day of June in the 36811th year of the Tianyuan calendar. The Ligu battlefield will begin, and there is still more than a year left for the Li Zongmen competition. , the race for the top fifty is still nearly a year away.
She will attend.
The ancient battlefield was a place of opportunity.
Before the Great Annihilation, in ancient times, the ancient battlefield was a space jointly opened up by humans and demons. It did not exist in the world of cultivation and was specifically used as a battlefield between humans and demons. At that time, for some unknown reason, humans and demons were separated from each other. In order to maintain the integrity of the Lingxu Realm, the human and demon clans chose to open up a space together before the war began.
Later, this battle lasted for decades. Many of the human cultivators and demon cultivators in the ancient battlefield were wiped out. It was rumored that there were corpses everywhere in the ancient battlefield, and the whole area was covered with blood. The space is filled with the broken limbs of the human and demon clans, the flesh and blood are indistinguishable, and the soil is soaked in blood, turning a reddish-brown color.
Rumor has it that the total number of human cultivators and demon cultivators who died in the ancient battlefield is no less than one hundred thousand.
When the war first subsided, the ancient battlefield was filled with thousands of miles of red soil, with corpses strewn everywhere and rivers of blood flowing.
At that time, the ancient battlefield that had been fought for many years was filled with chaotic spiritual power, demonic power, and the ferocious aura of the corpses of the human and demon clans.
Within the chaotic ancient battlefield, whenever you enter, the power of space will be chaotic, and the ferocious aura will affect your mind.
So much so that before the two clans started to fight, they were strangled by the power of space, affected by the hostility, and killed each other, causing heavy casualties.
As a last resort, the human and demon tribes made a truce and sealed off the space here.
After a full hundred years, the space of the ancient battlefield became slightly more stable.
Later, the Great Nirvana comes.
There are not even ten monks left in ancient times, and the space where the ancient battlefield was located has been buried in history.
It was not until more than a thousand years ago in the Tianyuan calendar that several top sects at that time joined forces to discover and locate the ancient battlefield here.
Several top sects joined forces, and the sect's ancestor-level figures took action to stabilize the space passage. However, the ancient battlefield may have been disrupted by the chaos of spiritual power and hostility.
This makes the space inside it fragile. When it was first discovered, the ancient battlefield space could only bear the entry of mortals. Unfortunately, if mortals entered, they would only die.
Now, more than 10,000 years ago, the ancient battlefield has been able to withstand the entry of monks with foundation-building cultivation.
The bodies of countless human cultivators and demon cultivators were buried in the ancient battlefield.
At that time, the fighting was chaotic and there was no time to clean up the battlefield. Regardless of whether you were a monk or a demon cultivator, most of the real treasures were carried with you.
The storage bags, magic weapons, and techniques of human monks, and the physical bodies, magic weapons, and storage bags of demon cultivators are all treasures.
Regarding these, several top sects, or monks in the world of cultivation, will definitely not let them go.
Unfortunately, the space of the ancient battlefield is unstable, and there are space whirlpools all over it all year round, which only open once every sixty years.
The number of people entering each time is measured by Qianji Pavilion and then distributed to various forces.
This ancient battlefield can withstand 300 people. Except for Qianji Pavilion, which only has three disciples at a time, the remaining four top sects will each take 50 of the 300 places. There are thirty first-class sects outside the door and twenty casual cultivators.
The ratio is fixed every year, and Lingchu figured it out after a little calculation in his mind.
Three hundred is quite a lot.
According to the sect's records, the last time the ancient battlefield was opened, the Sanqing Dao Sect only had thirty places.
Putting his hands in his sleeves, Lingchu strolled down the streets of the underground black market.
Walk all the way to the inn.
Although Lingchu won the battle with Ten Thousand Tu, he did so by relying on the life and death energy of the "Sutra of Immortality".
In terms of the killing power of the sword formation alone, Lingchu was no match for the massacre of thousands of people.
There are also changes in the sword formation during the transformation of spring and autumn, which are still not concealed enough.
Wan Tu discovered the changes in the sword formation almost instantly because of his sensitivity to evil spirits.
On the contrary, Sword Formation Chunsheng, who has perfected his insights in the secret realm of master's cultivation for two years, is quite good.
Even though tens of thousands of people were slaughtered and destroyed, nothing was destroyed.
Although he had achieved victory in a hundred battles as mentioned by his master, Lingchu knew that his killing power might be enough to fight against ordinary monks, but when it came to matters facing monks who were as murderous as Ten Thousand Tu, Still not enough.
Stepping into the inn, Lingchu looked up and saw the resentment on the face of the innkeeper.
He smiled softly and said, "Shopkeeper, help me renew my lease for another half year."
In an instant, the innkeeper's slender eyes narrowed into a smile, as sinister and enthusiastic as ever, "Okay."
