Above the Immortal Cultivation

After taking another look at the location of the space node, Wang Lu returned to the spider and Zijiu.

Zijiu was lying comfortably on the spider's big head. In less than a moment, his eyelids were fighting and he was about to fall asleep. The spider seemed to enjoy it very much, and under the influence of Zijiu, he yawned all the time.

Wang Lu couldn't help but smile.

Why don't I take you away and leave you to Zijiu as a companion?

Seeing Wang Lu coming, Zijiu came to his shoulder and excitedly communicated with him.

It took a long time for it to finish speaking, and then it returned to the spider's head, as if it was sleeping there and needed to be plowed softer.

Wang Lu carefully sorted out Zijiu's expression and summarized three points.

First, the origin of the spider.

The spider was just an ordinary demon spider, and was thrown into this rift valley for unknown purposes. The person told it to just spin silk, and then disappeared without a trace, and he has not been seen since then.

While it was gone, the earth shook for thirty-five years, and it was also frightened for thirty-five years. Finally, with a loud noise that shook the earth, it fainted.

After an unknown period of time, it woke up and began to spin silk in a long, lonely, repetitive and repetitive manner.

With each spinning of its silk, it would be exhausted and full of energy after a deep sleep, and its demonic power would increase bit by bit. It also broke the limits of their ordinary demon spider clan again and again. With the memory fragments that came from nowhere and the awakening of several powerful magical powers, its body became larger and larger, and its strength also rose with the tide. The spider silk it spit out was continuous, invulnerable to water and fire, tough and strong. Over time, it became what it is now.

Second, this place and that person.

Based on the memory fragments, the spider can be sure that this vast world is a sect.

The meaning of its existence is to weave a web into the ground and cover the unknown thing below tightly. As for whether it can be cracked by people, it is not within its ability.

Slowly, as its strength gradually increased, the man who threw it here finally remembered.

The man looked ordinary, but he gave it a kind of great horror that made it feel heartbroken. It was also the casual touch of his hand when he left that gave it an absolutely long life and everything.

The man was so strong that it was incredible.

The last point, and the most important point, is about the ancient times.

The demon spider said that it was one foot long when it was born, and the strongest spider of the same species was only five feet long. The strongest spider of the same species was said to be ten thousand feet long. Not only did it have absolute blood suppression on it, but it also couldn't have the slightest resistance.

However, this is not the point. The point is that in their world, although there are not many creatures with a body size of ten thousand feet, ten thousand feet, one million feet, ten million feet, or even larger, they exist. As long as they move, they cover the sky and the sun, stretching for hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of miles... Even it doesn't know how to describe it.

Shocking the world, magnificent and majestic!

Zi Jiu wanted to express only so much, but Wang Lu felt that it was very interesting. It sounded like it was useless, but it made him feel that it was very useful.

A very contradictory tangle.

In his opinion, this ancient sect did not belong to their world, but came from outside the world.

The basis was that after the cultivator dropped the spider, he used some means or power to give it endless life and unparalleled luck just in case.

At his level, he had roughly calculated that it would be very difficult to defend the mountain gate.

That's why there was the earth-shaking for thirty-five years, and the last earth-shaking sound uprooted the entire mountain gate and sent it to a place in the vast void, making it impossible for the opponent to find it.

This move can be described as a desperate move, the purpose is to keep the sect's treasures for a ray of hope in the dark, waiting for the destined person to take it back, work hard, make a comeback, and avenge them.

Who would have thought that not only one ancient world was destroyed, but also the recent ancient times of another world became the past, and still no one came to find it. When the power of protection was exhausted, the present world came into being.

What about the token?

It was naturally the last resort of this sect. They had considered the worst result when they cut off their arms.

If no one came to find it, they could not let the foundation of the sect for thousands of years be buried in the torrent of time.

So, they made fifty tokens, just for the destined person to inherit the Taoist tradition and carry forward their skills and magical powers.

However, to become that destined person is not as simple as it seems. There must be a set of strict and cruel selection criteria.

So the question is, do you want to strive to be that destined person?