Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The line of sight is blocked, and the spiritual thoughts are restricted.

Daoyuan is right, even if a cultivator enters the mist, he will lose his way.

Zhao Mu asked: "Daoyuan, over the past tens of thousands of years, how many people have entered the mist of the sky?"

"There should be quite a few. Although the Tongtian Mist is far away from the Purple Void Continent, you can still fly here as long as you are willing to take the time to reach the quasi-god realm."

Daoyuan replied: "Of course, simply flying is a stupid method. Immortal cultivators can use the Great Teleportation Talisman, or many people join forces to set up a large teleportation formation."

"Using these methods, even monks who have not entered the quasi-god realm can reach the mist."

This is true.

Before the wave of evil desires and demons, Qijue Palace planned to move the entire sect to the vicinity of the Tongtian Mist.

It's a pity that their plan was destroyed by Zhao Mu before it really started.

Daoyuan continued: "However, this sky-high fog has a certain maze effect. Most people will lose their way after entering, and eventually come out again under the guidance of the fog itself."

"This is Ancient Emperor Xingyue's protection for all living beings in the world. No matter you are a mortal, an immortal cultivator, a demon clan, or an ordinary bird or fish, you will have a chance to survive if you stray into the mist."

"Of course, this is also a warning."

"For those immortal cultivators and monsters who don't know the heights of the sky and insist on breaking through the mist of the sky, they will live or die."

"There are always some people in this world who, because of their greed, will try their best to pass through the fog and head to the outer sea to the spirit beast sea."

"And these people, either because they are talented or have enough patience to try again and again, some of them will eventually be able to break into the depths of the mist."

"But the depths of the mist that reach the sky do not have the power to guide people out, so once these people enter the depths of the mist, they will be completely lost in it."

"The poor monk doesn't know if any of those people have finally walked out of the mist and reached the spirit beast sea on the other side."

"But most of them will eventually run out of life and die in the mist."

"At least when the poor monk swept through the fog with his spiritual thoughts just now, he saw a lot of corpses in it."

Zhao Mu thought thoughtfully: "When you say they are greedy, do you mean the spiritual beast body?"

"right!"

Daoyuan nodded: "Throughout the ages, although spiritual beasts have always wanted to capture the Zixu Continent, they have posed a great threat to the human race and the demon race."

"But the flesh of spiritual beasts is indeed full of treasures. Even the flesh and blood of some spiritual beasts can allow cultivators to cross several great realms in a row after eating it. It can be said to be a unique treasure, and no one can help but be greedy."

"What you said makes my teacher a little excited." Zhao Mu joked.

"Master, don't be ridiculous. You have countless means, so there is no need to take such risks and go to the sea of ​​spiritual beasts."

Daoyuan shook his head.

Zhao Mu also chuckled and shook his head: "It is true that I will not go there for the physical body of spirit beasts, but maybe one day when I am bored, I will go to the spirit beast sea area because I want to see new things."

This is not nonsense.

He has an endless lifespan, and one day he will stay in the Purple Void Continent. At that time, he will definitely travel to the Spiritual Beast Sea, or even further seas to explore.

The wonders of this world are not limited to the Zixu Continent?

"When the master said this, the disciple suddenly wanted to go outside and take a look. After all, the disciple has never seen endless spiritual beasts."

Dao Yuan said with a smile: "But if you really want to go out, you have to wait until the things on Zixu Continent are finished, otherwise you won't be able to leave safely."

"Okay, my master will go with you when the time comes." Zhao Mu said with a smile.

The master and apprentice moved forward all the way, passing through heavy fog, and finally a huge shadow appeared in the fog in front of them.

When he walked over, Zhao Mu saw clearly that it was a small island.

There are no flowers, grass or trees on the island, all are bare rocks.

"arrive."

When Dao Yuan saw this, he flew first and landed on the island.

Zhao Mu followed and looked at the entire island. He found that although the island was rugged with strange rocks, the position of each stone seemed to have a specific pattern.

The cooperation of many stones gives the entire island a mysterious Taoist charm.

"Is this the base of the foggy sky?" Zhao Mu thought thoughtfully.

"Yes, this is one of the formation bases."

Dao Yuan said with a smile: "Next, the disciple will use this formation base to connect his power to the entire mist of the sky to repair it."

"This process is estimated to take tens to hundreds of years. If the master is bored, he can go to other places by himself."

With that said, Daoyuan took out the Buddha's Zen staff and handed it to Zhao Mu: "Master, after leaving here, you must always carry the Buddha's Zen staff with you."

"As long as the Zen staff is there, the master will not get lost in the fog, and he can sense the disciple's location no matter how far he goes."

"At the same time, if the disciple has repaired the fog in the sky in advance, he will also go to the master."

"Okay, then Master, let's take a look around."

Zhao Mu was not polite and took the Buddha's Zen staff.

Daoyuan nodded lightly, then sat cross-legged on a stone and slowly closed his eyes.

His mana rippled like a tidal wave, silently injecting his butt into life.

Daoyuan's mana and spiritual thoughts, through the connection between the island and the Tongtian Mist, spread to the entire Tongtian Mist, communicating with the formations in other places.

It took about half a stick of incense.

Zhao Mu's expression suddenly changed, and he looked up and stared into the depths of the Tongtian Mist.

He felt vaguely that waves of mysterious but invisible waves were rippling from all over the Tongtian Mist, and finally all gathered into the island.

The next moment, a palm-sized land appeared in front of Daoyuan, with countless creatures on the land.

In the sea area around the land, there was a circle of mist like a wall, surrounding the entire land in the middle.

Zhao Mu realized that Daoyuan was projecting the entire Zixu Continent and the Tongtian Mist in front of him.

Daoyuan pinched the Buddha seal with his hand and began to inject magic power into the mist projection in front of him, and the mist suddenly surged.

At the same time, Zhao Mu looked around and found that the real Tongtian Mist around him also began to surge, echoing the projection.

Strands of golden light, like silk threads, shuttled through the endless mist, as if weaving a big net, and finally gradually disappeared.

"Forget it. I can't help repair the Tongtian Mist. Let's go around."

"Since people have been trying to enter the Tongtian Mist for tens of thousands of years, maybe I can meet someone alive here one day."

Zhao Mu glanced at Daoyuan, turned around and walked into the mist.

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