Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Qi had been to the Leiyang Immortal Alliance branch many times. Here, he first obtained the Divine Plague Spell and also received a tacit consent from the Immortal Alliance - tacit consent for him to enter the "universe".

However, he had never gone this far.

This is where the main body of the Ten Thousand Immortals Mirror is located, the hub of the entire Immortal Alliance hub.

And it is not like the open day, watching from afar with the forbidden method turned on, but suspended in front of it when it is operating normally.

The great power generated by the flow of countless information is breathing in front of Wang Qi. This heaviness and majesty even gave Wang Qi an illusion of "smallness". For a moment, Wang Qi thought he had seen the true body of the "Ten Thousand Immortals Fantasy".

He seemed to be in front of the "network".

The shadow of Feng Luoyi appeared in front of him. Wang Qi bowed: "Teacher."

"Yes." Feng Luoyi still nodded calmly. He said, "No need to be polite. You know what we are going to do today. I'll ask you one last time, are you ready?"

"I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready..." Wang Qi sang excitedly - although his singing was particularly bad.

His eyebrows moved, and he always felt that there was something wrong with his disciple's attitude. However, he didn't know what to say. After a long silence, he said, "In this case, I will take you to the Heavenly Sword Palace."

Multiple magic arrays appeared above the Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion. This was a matter of breathing. Wang Qi hadn't even felt the movement of spiritual power, and the law had already been formed. The complexity of this law-making even exceeded the limit of his understanding.

This is next to the immortal-level calculator Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion, and Feng Luoyi can use all his strength. After the revision of the hierarchy, the free and easy cultivators meant picking the fruit of immortality, having eternal life, and the strength to suppress an earth-like planet. And Feng Luoyi is one of the top few free and easy cultivators. Ordinary immortals are not his opponents.

Through this shadow, he could even pull Wang Qi to any place within the range of the Earth-Moon System. And now, this power is more to cover up the traces.

What is this guarding against? Or rather, guarding against whom?

No one knows.

"Seal the Five Listens." Feng Luoyi said: "The real location of the Heavenly Sword Palace is still a secret."

Wang Qi wanted to say that for this group of immortals who can sweep 20,000 to 30,000 miles with their spiritual consciousness, it is really difficult for this planet to have any secrets. However, after remembering a "space station" he had visited, he still didn't say it.

Although everyone knows that the Heavenly Sword Palace is a suspended palace located thousands of feet above the ground. But if Wang Qi really thinks that is the "real" Heavenly Sword Palace, then his brain can be fed to dogs.

He closed his five senses as Feng Luoyi said. Gravity suddenly increased. Wang Qi felt as if countless heavy objects were sticking to him. His skin was torn by the flowing asphalt, and his blood vessels were filled with mercury. He was no longer a rookie who had just entered the sect, but a Jindan-stage cultivator whose body had been tempered by thousands of trials. Now the situation of "the body cannot bear it" generally means that the distance of the space crossed this time is really far.

Then, a hand gently patted his shoulder, and easily dispersed the magic power that sealed his soul, awakening him.

He opened his eyes and saw the sun.

Above his head, as if within reach, was a terrible sphere radiating endless light and heat. It was so huge that Wang Qi almost thought it was a plane. In this sphere, there was a fiery color - a gas between pure white and pure gold. Occasionally, a trace of blue flashed across the surface of the sphere. It was a plasma substance.

Obviously, there was some supreme law restricting this thing. And just a trace of power leaked from it was enough to turn the atmosphere into a plasma state.

In this flame, even atoms could not remain intact.

However, Wang Qi did not feel any discomfort. On the contrary, there was a force in his body that echoed with the sphere. His tiny mana in the Jindan stage could not drive the sphere, but could only be driven by it. However, this was not sinister. He only felt a strong vitality.

This is the power of the sun - under the squeeze of gravity, the elements go from disorder to order, from simple to complex. The radiated power in this process will be absorbed by the "producers" on the planet.

The first driving force of the biosphere, boundless light and heat.

However, Wang Qi understood at the second glance that this was not the sun. First, its curvature was too large. Although Wang Qi could not detect the curvature at first glance, the curvature on its surface was still visible to the naked eye. Secondly, the direction of gravity was wrong. This thing was above his head, and the direction of gravity came from his feet.

The greater the mass, the greater the gravity. The gravity under his feet was obviously higher than that above his head.

Obviously, this was not a base station on the surface of the sun.

In the words of the earth, this is a nuclear fusion reactor, an oversized version.

The power of the true yang was tamed before this forbidden method like a dog that had been raised for many years. Only the occasional plasma-state material showed that this dog still had terrible fangs.

The sword furnace of the Heavenly Sword Palace was just that.

Wang Qi jumped up and down, confirming that the gravity here was indeed smaller than that of the land of Shenzhou. I just don't know if it was because it was far from the center of the earth of Shenzhou, on other planets, the secret realm diverted gravity, or the sword furnace in the sky was too heavy and distorted gravity.

Wang Qi saw from a distance that there was a group of people sitting next to this huge fire ball, motionless, not only practicing with this secret method, but also thinking about some new heavenly sword method. Feng Luoyi led Wang Qi forward directly. He stopped in front of an old man with a majestic look and said, "Brother Ao, it's been a long time."

Heavenly Sword Saint, Ao Haimo. The true creator of the first generation of Heavenly Sword.

The Heavenly Sword Saint was born with a square appearance. It seemed that it was because he had not spoken for too long. When he spoke, there was even a sign of rust in his throat: "Brother Feng."

Feng Luoyi is also one of the developers of the first generation Tianjian.

The two of them naturally knew each other.

"Wang Qi, salute." Feng Luoyi said calmly: "Ao Haimo, the Heavenly Sword Saint, gave up a better research opportunity and environment in order to guard the sword furnace. He deserves the respect of the world."

Wang Qi bowed and saluted. The Heavenly Sword Saint nodded and said: "Actually, I, an outdated old man, don't need much respect. But the rising young men need more respect and understanding." But soon, his tone turned harsh again: "I I've heard about you. Originally, I didn't think much of you. You don't quite meet the requirements of Tianjian Palace. I hope you will understand this and stick to yourself in the next Tianjian Wen."

Wang Qi bowed his head: "Disciple, I understand."

There is no way, the name of the shame of Taoism is still too unpleasant. After all... a lunatic who can use the curse of exterminating civilization as a regular spell always makes people worry, doesn't it?

The Heavenly Sword Saint didn't say much. He waved his hand, and a ripple appeared on the surface of the huge ball of light. Then, the pure white light evolved into seven colors. The seven colors of light are redistributed and intertwined to form a picture.

It was a sword embryo, a pure sword embryo. The Heavenly Sword Palace Sword Furnace shaped it. Wang Qi didn't even dare to say that it was solid, because under such powerful spiritual power and extreme high temperature, the energy level of the electrons had long exceeded the binding limit of the nucleus and separated from the nucleus. It was obviously forcibly shaped by extraordinary laws. It also has no blade. Heavenly Sword generally does not require the physical edge of the sword to hurt people. Its vast power is everything. Whether it is converting explosive spiritual energy into sword energy to cut the heaven and earth, or liberating one's own powerful light and heat, it is enough to crush the monks who have not become immortals.

"The Heavenly Sword 'Jiangxiao' is a single-person Heavenly Sword 'Ming' style. It can be used as a vertical sword or a sword. It has been carefully designed based on the personal situation of Wanfamen disciple Wang Qi." The Heavenly Sword Master introduced: "Powerful The magical weapon is at the level of a mysterious weapon, with self-generated magical powers and perfect spirituality.”

Wang Qi's breathing quickened for a moment.

"It's been many years since the Tianjian Wenxin trial was so simple." Ao Haimo gave Wang Qi a deep look: "Get ready. I will deliver it to you on time in a quarter of an hour."

The Heavenly Sword Saint sat down, the magic formula in his hand was changing, and he was muttering something in his mouth, obviously preparing some method. Wang Qi couldn't help but be a little too excited. Feng Luoyi shook his head: "Why are you nervous?"

"It's not nervous." Wang Qi didn't want to explain the earth's concept of "nuclear bombs are romantic". He changed the subject and asked: "What does the 'simplification' that Senior Tian Sword Saint said just now mean?"

"Under normal circumstances, there will be a powerful Tianlingling Grandmaster present to watch the ceremony." Feng Luoyi said: "Yangshen Pavilion is especially good."

"Because I am a shameful person, no one wants to come?" Wang Qi sneered, and then thought of something bad: "Wait a minute, teacher..."

"Don't worry about this. Tianlingling will not abandon private affairs for public purposes, and ignore the instructions of the Immortal Alliance just because of personal disgust..."

"No, no, no...that's not what I meant." Wang Qi noticed that Feng Luoyi seemed to want to change the subject: "What is the significance of Grandmaster Tianlingling being here?"

"After advancing to the Yuanshen stage, most Tianlingling disciples will understand the Flame of Fate. After advancing to the Void Refining Stage, there are only a few Tianlingling disciples who do not understand the Flame of Fate." Feng Luoyi said: "They are Insurance."

Wang Qi choked: "Insurance... this..."

——What "risk" requires the flame of life to protect?

"You know, under normal circumstances, there are not many Tianlingling disciples who become Heavenly Sword Masters, and even fewer who can understand the Flame of Fate." Feng Luoyi said: "You know the transformation of the Flame of Fate, And it happens to be more spiritual, so the Grandmaster can be saved. The human resources of the Immortal Alliance are also tight..."

He chattered like an old man who was diligent and thrifty.

But Wang Qi felt like he was about to cry. (To be continued ~^~)