The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

Able to suppress thousands of immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas...

Such an idea arose in Xiao Chen's mind and could no longer be extinguished. At this moment, he looked carefully at the hexagonal stone plate and blood jade, but he couldn't see any clues.

But how to explain the shadows of immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas all over the sky just now? If it is said to be just the phantom of the immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons tens of thousands of years ago, why is that aura so real?

What is hidden inside this weird hexagonal stone plate? Being able to transform into the shadows of so many immortals, demons, gods, and Buddhas can make two peerless experts from the past era fight to the death...

And the blood jade that the master gave to him was able to calm the stone plate and thousands of immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas. What exactly is this blood jade?

A cloud of confusion spread in his heart, but it was still difficult to solve. However, when he recalled the scene where the sky was full of immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas, he was still shocked.

Over the past month, he had been pleased with himself for having realized the state of immortality, but he had never thought that there had been so many strong men in this world. Who was he now? If those strong men were reincarnated, they might be wiped out with just one breath. Strength, strength...

At this moment, Xiao Chen looked at the bright moon in the sky, as if he had gained a new understanding. He had never thought about what kind of cultivation state he wanted to reach before, but at that moment, he saw the sky full of immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas. , he saw countless strong men surrounding him, and suddenly felt that he was so small, like a drop in the ocean.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to explore the true realm of the strong, the realm of a strong man who could be proud of the immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas of all times.

After a long time, Xiao Chen's mind slowly calmed down. He put the stone plate and blood jade in his sleeves and looked at the calmed sea again.

Although he could not guess the hexagonal stone plate and blood jade at present, he could conclude that the spiritual power at the bottom of the sea leaked from the Eastern cultivation world. Somehow, it came to Xianyuan. The five realms gathered together, and there was a problem with the spiritual power of the Tianling Sect in the ancient realm of Xianbei. It seemed that the spiritual power flowed in the direction of the five realms of Xianyuan, which caused a crack in the spiritual connection of Lingshan.

What the hell is going on?

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, but he couldn't care about that much at the moment and could only wait until he found the Eastern Continent.

Another month passed unknowingly, and it was already late autumn in September. There must have been fallen leaves flying outside, but the sea was always the same as usual, and no changes could be seen.

After noon that day, Xiao Chen came to the deck and faced the cool sea breeze. After spending two months at sea, he saw that a beard had grown around his mouth. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

"It's been two months..."

Every day, he counts the days, and now two months have passed before he knew it. Shen Jing and Mrs. Xianshu must have escaped from danger, right? I don’t know what is happening to Weiyang at this time...

Looking at the still boundless sea, Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel a ray of sadness in his heart. Two months had passed, but he still hadn't seen the shadow of the Eastern Continent. He didn't know how long or how long the ship would have to travel before it could reach the East. The world of cultivation.

Does it really take, as Shen Jing said, maybe three years, five years, ten years, or even a period of time before she can bring the Fusang Flower back? By then, I'm afraid the world will have changed.

No, he needs to speed up!

Thinking of this, he jumped up and flew to the sea. He rolled his sleeves towards the boat and immediately put it inside, then took out his flying sword and walked with it.

However, no matter how fast he is, every time the sun sets below the sea level, he still seems to be in the same place. There is always a vast sea around him, no land, not even an island.

Just like this, another month passed, and it was already early winter, and the sea was gradually getting a little colder. Xiao Chen would stand on the deck and look into the distance after noon every day, but he never saw land.

"Is the East China Sea really impassable..."

He didn't believe it, so he put the boat into his sleeve again and continued to move forward with his sword. Just like this, another two months passed. One day, heavy snow suddenly fell on the sea, making it much more difficult for him to move forward. The boat was in the sea. Due to erosion and occasional contact with reefs, it has become much worn out.

He went to sea in the hot summer, and now it was the middle of winter, but he still couldn't see the eastern continent. If he hadn't seen the sun rising from the east every morning, he would have almost despaired.

Five months had passed, and the beard that covered his chin made him look like a middle-aged mortal. During this period, he had also encountered several unusual surges of spiritual power under the sea, but due to his concern for Weiyang, He didn't pay much attention to the injury or the hibiscus flower.

During this period, apart from walking with his sword and comprehending the artistic conception, in his spare time, he would play the piano in the cabin to relieve the loneliness in his heart. Occasionally, he would also think of the past at Zixiao Peak, where he played the piano and flute with his master. Or practicing swordsmanship with Qian Yu Nishang in the bamboo forest.

Now these past events have turned into the sound of a piano that no one listens to, floating alone on the sea and passing away with the wind.

In the past, Su Ye listened to him playing the piano, but after the last incident in the Xianbei Ancient Realm, although the soul-eating spell was finally solved, Su Ye also fell into a deep sleep and has never woken up.

Another month passed, and the weather at sea gradually warmed up and stopped snowing. On this day, Xiao Chen was still playing the piano in the cabin. After half a year, it seemed that his piano skills had also improved a lot. If Wei Yang woke up, , the two had another piano duel, but they didn’t know who won and who lost.

Just as he was savoring the sound of the piano, a wave suddenly hit the side of the ship, causing the ship to sway slightly. Xiao Chen didn't pay attention and continued to play the piano. However, the waves became faster and faster, causing the ship to shake uncontrollably. stand up.

Finally, he seemed to notice something was wrong, and immediately stopped the music and swept out his spiritual consciousness. However, when his spiritual consciousness reached dozens of miles away, he seemed to be suddenly blocked by something and could no longer continue. Exploring forward.

At this moment, his expression immediately became solemn. In the past six months, nothing had ever been able to block his consciousness. So what was in front of him?

Without hesitation, he immediately put away his piano and went to the deck outside. He saw huge waves in front of him, and even a storm, causing the sea water to form a column and lead it to the sky. Mortals call this "dragon sucking water". But at this moment, he clearly felt an unusually powerful force, and that force was not the flow of spiritual power under the sea that he had encountered before.

The wave ahead was getting more and more fierce. At this moment, Xiao Chen did not dare to rush his sword into the air, nor did he dare to easily probe out with his spiritual consciousness, because he did not know what was ahead. At this time, he could only stabilize the hull and apply force. The skill allows the ship to ride the wind and waves and move forward quickly.