Mrs. Bailong added: "In other words, this is a way of saving itself when the world is on the verge of destruction. It is trying to cultivate stronger monks to help itself survive."
Han Feng was surprised, this was an unexpected answer.
"I know that the big world has its own consciousness of the lake, but like the monks, it also has a moment of decline. This is the law of chaos, how can it still save itself?" Han Feng was puzzled and asked again.
"The great world has only been destroyed by its outer shell, which is the mountains and land we see in our eyes. In fact, its core has not been exhausted. With the help of saints, it can even create a new world; of course, this process A huge price needs to be paid, and even the saint may lose his skin. I don’t know the actual situation. I also heard Mr. Fuzu talk about this matter in the early years, and I know a little bit about it." Mrs. Bailong explained. .
Han Feng nodded silently and did not ask any more questions, but fell into deep thought.
Judging from the current situation, the core of this big world is still alive, and there are also some unique ideas. No one knows where it is hidden.
Perhaps, it is hiding in the dark, peering at everyone and everything here like a ferocious beast.
As for the so-called Supreme, maybe he is also one of the prey at the core of this big world.
Han Feng thought about these issues quietly and decided that there was no need for him to go out and run around. It was better to wait and see what happened and wait for the right time.
Come to think of it, there are always people who can't bear their temper and want to stir up trouble. At that time, it is a good opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
With his thoughts fixed, Han Feng sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and continued to practice quietly, using the power of the laws here to bring his realm to a higher level.
Time flies, and more than half of the human month has passed in the blink of an eye.
The outside world has become a mess. Wan Jianyi and others met several times with the Tulong family, and they fought with each other endlessly. Although Tu Rihong and Long Tianyu were only monks in the middle stage of enlightenment, they held the Chaos Treasure in their hands, and they were able to control the whole body. And retreated, refusing to succumb to the coercion of Wan Jianyi and others.
Of course, it was also because the one dragon and five tigers sent by the Supreme were constantly harassing and interrupting, otherwise the two dragon-slaying families would have to pay some price to escape.
The amazing thing is that from these days on earth, more and more strange objects appeared in the world, causing them to involuntarily fight for them, otherwise there would not have been so many collisions.
Han Feng was deep underground, and through the changes in the power of the surrounding laws, he also sensed that the world was undergoing strange changes, but it was definitely not a sign of rebirth, but an accelerating collapse, as if controlled by an invisible hand. all of these.
Han Feng resisted the temptation and did not attack. Instead, he moved his hiding place several times, following the changes in the power of the law, trying to find the source and find out what controlled everything.
Unfortunately, things went against his wishes. He was busy for several human days, but could not find any trace of the other party. He felt as if the other party was not in this world.
In other words, it is this world. Han Feng is in it and naturally cannot find him.
Han Feng slowly understood this truth. He had to wait for the other party to show up, otherwise he would not be able to find it no matter how hard he tried.
Nowadays, the situation is confusing and no one dares to say that they are sure of victory, so gradually, the fighting has stopped.
As people at the sub-sage level, Wan Jianyi and others slowly came to their senses and stopped fighting. Instead, they began to hibernate and spy in secret.
As for the Tulong family, they were also frightened and did not dare to show their faces again. They hid underground and disappeared for several days.
During the period of silence for everyone, outside the ruins of the great world and above the Red River, another group of people appeared. There were actually fifteen or sixteen people, all of whom were monks above the realm of enlightenment. Among them were The two are important figures at the sub-sage level.
But their positions should be two teams, each headed by a Yasheng monk.
"Master Qiangu, after a thousand years of separation, we are finally together again. I hope this cooperation will be pleasant!" The Yasheng monk standing on the left was wearing a snow-like white dress. She was actually a female cultivator. His face and delicate eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars. He was looking at another Yasheng monk and chuckled.
"Fairy Tianlong, you are well. It is fate. Not only are we gathered here, but we also found the Red River world by coincidence. One hundred thousand years ago, this world was on the verge of collapse. I didn't expect that it could still survive to this day. It seems that the core of the world here has improved again!" Qiangu Zhenren was wearing a gray robe, and his appearance was decent, but his face was pale and bloodless, which made him look a little scary. He responded somewhat impatiently at the moment.
Fairy Tianlong didn't care about his attitude and continued: "In this case, we should cut through the mess quickly and make a quick decision."
"Well, let's go in." Master Qiangu hummed and nodded.
As he spoke, he took out an umbrella-like treasure and threw it down. It immediately started spinning, and the next moment it shot out a dazzling snow-white light, hitting the Red River and causing ripples.
Fairy Tianlong was not idle either. She raised her jade hand lightly, and several talismans appeared out of thin air. They landed very quickly around the ripples of the Red River, fixing the ripples like a body-fixing talisman.
After a while, the ripples changed and bulged out without warning, like a lotus blooming.
The umbrella-shaped treasure of Master Qiangu emits a thicker white light, firmly covering the rippled flower, gradually letting it become flat, like a platform, standing on the Red River.
At this time, Fairy Tianlong recited a spell, and the talisman clinging to the platform suddenly lit up with dazzling light, winding up and imprinted on the platform like molten iron, making it no longer a part of the Red River.
"Open!" Master Qiangu shouted, and the umbrella-shaped treasure spun at a high speed, twisting the platform forcefully.
Amidst the sound of kacha, the top of the platform suddenly sunk in. First it was dark, and then it was bright, revealing the inner space of the Honghe world.
"Let's go in!" Qiangu Zhenren didn't talk nonsense and took the lead and flew into the umbrella-shaped treasure along the white beam of light.
Fairy Tianlong didn't hesitate at all, and followed closely behind her, her figure was like smoke, and she disappeared in a flash.
The people they led also filed in one after another and entered the world of Red River.
When everyone disappeared outside the Red River, Qiangu Zhenren's umbrella-shaped treasure shrank in size and quickly rushed into it, but it also disappeared.
The next moment, the platform's talisman flashed, shattered, and turned into a pool of red river water again, returning to peace.
