Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 209 Grotto-Heaven

Yufeng on a snowy night, crossed hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers, and came to the center of Luohunyuan, directly behind Tiezuo Mansion.

Seen from the sky, Luohunyuan suddenly expanded here, shaped like an arrow lying on the ground, and the word 'iron arrowhead' got its name from this.

The arrow you can see in front of you is just the entrance of the iron arrow Grotto-Heaven, and the actual scope inside is a small world with a radius of thousands of miles.

Thousands of years ago, during the Battle of Pill Stealing, the main battlefield was near Linyuan City, and the entire Yuyao Continent was involved. Tens of thousands of monks surrounded and suppressed the Southern Lord of Yuyao Continent.

But the support behind the Lord of the South is the land beneath his feet. To kill him, he needs to have the strength to sink the entire Yuyao Continent; otherwise, as long as the South exists, Stealing Pill will be immortal.

It might be possible to sink the entire Yuyao Continent, with the assistance of other immortal masters from other continents, but it doesn't make any sense to win that way.

In order to protect the ground under their feet, the monks had no choice but to think of ways to return the Stealing Pill to its place. At that time, all the major immortal sects came together to create a small world with a radius of thousands of miles, and dragged the true form of the Stealing Pill into a deadly fight. It was only then that the body of the god who stole the pill was destroyed.

It’s hard to count how many monks died at that time. Anyway, all the sects before the World-Destroying War were wiped out of their structure and directly eradicated. The surviving monks gathered together to form three sects, which are now the three elders of the Nine Sects. .

Most of the giants of the Immortal Family who died in the battle were killed in the Iron Arrow Grotto-Heaven. The remaining killing spirit was so strong that when the battle was just over, the Youhuang monks couldn't hold on for long even if they went in. For this reason This ancient battlefield could only be sealed, and the major lords took turns running shady dojos in it, sending countless dead souls of their ancestors into reincarnation. It took nearly a hundred years to disperse the dead souls, and gradually evolved into today's Iron Arrow Grotto. -Heaven.

Countless immortal masters died in it, and all things came to life. As a result, the interior of Grotto-Heaven was filled with treasures of heaven and earth, and the aura was so rich that it was inexhaustible. Scattering makes the gold of the five elements the most prosperous.

In the hidden sword pavilions of various major sects, the biting cold air in them is just the sharp edge of the weapons leaking out. This is not the case with the Grotto-Heaven. The sharp edge is the concentration of killing intent that erupts when countless immortal giants are on the verge of death. Anyone who has entered it is described in this way. How unbearable it was - trapped in the stone grinding hell, with his head pressed down on the millstone, and the stone grinders covered with spikes pressed over his body over and over again, making him unable to survive or die.

As long as you can hold on to this feeling, don't talk about it as if nothing happened, as long as you can stand and walk, the word 'fear' will no longer be in your mind after you come out. It can be said to be the best place to hone your Sword Intent and mind; Iron Mansion The monks are all reckless, and no one dares to make any gestures, just because they have gone in and tempered their will.

Zuo Lingquan was suspended next to Shangguan Lingye, looking at the famous Grotto-Heaven, not yet understanding the 'beauty' of it, and asked:

"Just go down here? How long will it take to retreat?"

Shangguan Lingye held the dumpling and floated quietly, his skirt fluttering in the wind and snow, sometimes revealing the black fishnet stockings on his calves, and said calmly:

"How long you want to be in seclusion depends on your own ability; after entering, just find the exit. If you really can't find it, just kneel on the ground and yell, 'I am a waste, I am ashamed of all the predecessors and sages who died in the war.' Someone will take you out. ."

"Has anyone ever said that before?"

"Of course there is. They have all been expelled from the school. I, a monk from the Iron Head Mansion, will never shout these words even if I die. Go ahead."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly, looked at the black crack below from mid-air, and asked:

"How do I get down?"

Tuanzi squatted in Shangguan Lingye's arms, and became energetic after hearing these words.

Shangguan Lingye didn't need to speak, Tuanzi flapped his little wings and flew up, raised his little paws, and kicked Zuo Lingquan on the back:

"Gee~"

Tuanzi's small body naturally couldn't kick Zuo Lingquan, but Shangguan Lingye cooperated very well and directly dropped Zuo Lingquan from the sky.

"Eh?!"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know how to control the wind yet. Although he wouldn't fall to his death, he couldn't control his body while falling freely in the air. He looked up at the beauty in palace clothes who was rapidly shrinking above him, and saw Tuanzi looking down at him and waving. Little Wings said politely: "Jiji!", which was considered to be saying "Goodbye Quanquan".

After Zuo Lingquan waved goodbye in the air, his expression became serious, and he opened his arms to adjust his falling posture to avoid landing on his face.

It fell very fast, and soon fell into an arrow-like crack, and was plunged into black mist.

Zuo Lingquan felt that the world was spinning, but in the blink of an eye, there was a thunder in his ears, and his figure appeared in the sky again, falling straight towards the ground.

The storm was raging, and the rain was so dense that it was difficult to see the scene ten feet away around him.

What's more terrifying than the thunderstorm is the cold air that sweeps over the whole body, like a bone-scratching knife. At the moment it appears, it pierces from all parts of the body to the lungs and deep into the soul.

"hiss--"

The pain and trembling from the soul made Zuo Lingquan groan. His consciousness was blurred for a moment, and even his eyes were a little distracted. There were random sounds in his ears:

"kill!"

"You evil beast! Die!"

"It's impossible to do this now, the grass still has roots, so why should we be afraid..."

…

The heroic and crazy roar seemed to resound directly from his mind, shocking his soul. Even though Zuo Lingquan believed that his swordsmanship, Spirit Ascension, was not afraid of gods and Buddhas, he was still shocked by the remaining blood of these countless peak experts, but he fainted in an instant. past.

bang——

The body fell between the devastated and twisted earth, and rolled into the depths of the mountain col.

Coma is a self-protection mechanism when the spirit cannot bear the torture. In the Grotto-Heaven, being able to faint without feeling the surroundings is a blessing.

But this blessing will obviously not be enjoyed by the monks inside for too long.

Zuo Lingquan fell to the ground and was unconscious for only a moment before he was awakened by the stinging pain that covered every pore.

He turned over and wanted to hold the sword at his waist, but as soon as he raised his hand, he knelt in the mud and raindrops.

There seemed to be a huge hand on top of his head, pressing down on his head, so that he did not dare to look up to the sky with a bone-piercing edge. He just wanted to dig a hole in the ground, bury himself in it and pretend to be dead - this was from the depth of his soul. Fear everywhere.

Zuo Lingquan gritted his teeth, held the hilt of the sword, and unleashed Sword Intent to the sky, trying to contend with the remaining murderous aura of tens of millions of ancient souls.

But this is not the Hidden Sword Pavilion in Azure Cloud City. If the peak powerhouse buried here can be suppressed by the momentum of 'Jian Yi', why should he fight head-on with the Lord of the South in Jade Yaozhou?

Within a moment, Zuo Lingquan gave up the momentum hedging, gasped for air, stood up with his sword in his hand, and staggered forward slowly, trying to find an exit. Every step he took seemed to use up all his strength.

The spiritual energy in the Grotto-Heaven is so rich that it can be said that every breath is spent on improving cultivation. However, the slight pleasure brought by the growth of cultivation cannot cover up the trembling of the soul that is constantly eroding the bones. The only thought that a person can have is Get out of this damn place quickly.

Zuo Lingquan didn't even have the energy left to think, and his eyes kept going back and forth between confusion and clarity.

The edge of the twisted earth is unknown. There is no sun or moon, and it is naturally an eternal night. Only the occasional thunder flashes, and you can see the area a few feet in front of you under the violent rain.

If Zuo Lingquan hadn't known that this was the Grotto-Heaven, he would have definitely thought that he had accidentally fallen into the eighteenth level of hell, because he could no longer imagine that there was any hell place more difficult than this...

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Zuo Lingquan was called into the palace late at night by the Dowager Empress and never came back. Several girls in the family lost their backbone and life became boring.

Shangguan Lingye asked Zuo Lingquan to retreat to the realm, and he also did not forget to take care of a few girls. He specially found a Cave Mansion for cultivation in Tiedong Mansion, and asked Wu Qingwan, who had not practiced meditation for a long time, to go into retreat and use the "Zhu Yan" obtained from the competition. The elixir was also given to Wu Qingwan.

The elixir of beauty does not fix the current appearance, but keeps the body in the most perfect state. The older you get, the more masculine and feminine you become. It will not age quickly until you are approaching your end.

Normally, monks will not age if they continue to improve their cultivation, but no monk can guarantee that they will not get stuck. Once the realm stops progressing, the changes of aging will be obvious.

For example, Lao Lu and Qiu Fengqing were obviously contemporaries, but they looked like grandfather and grandson.

Wu Qingwan is over 40 years old, and he is not very advanced in spiritual practice. His level has been rising, but his appearance has not changed much. But there is no woman who is not afraid of growing old. She is not in the realm of Shangguan Lingye, and she is much older than Jiang Yi and Tang Jingxuan. Just in case, she still took the beauty-preserving elixir.

As for the other girls, because they are young and not in a hurry, they will definitely look for them later.

Tang Jingxuan was not very interested in spiritual practice, but Xiao Zuo was not around, so she couldn't stay at home in a daze, so she also tried to enter the Cave Mansion and sit cross-legged for a long retreat.

The retreat is in a state of selflessness, and the concept of time is not deeply felt. No matter how long the time is, it is almost the same as waking up after sleeping, but it does not seem boring.

Jiang Yi and Leng Zhu were even more miserable. They had not yet entered the Spirit Valley and could not retreat for a long time. They could only stay in the Canyang Pool of the Taifei Palace to practice. During the day, they had to help the Dowager Empress handle official affairs.

With a man in the hands of the Dowager Empress, Jiang Yi couldn't say "no", so what else could she do besides working hard without complaint? However, Shangguan Lingye may also feel that it is not good to let people work for free, so he paid Jiang Yi a salary according to the monthly salary of an adjutant in the Anti-Monster Department, and also taught Jiang Yi various techniques in his spare time.

Shangguan Lingye is becoming more and more like a woman now. After finishing his official work every day, he and Jiang Yi study flower carp, silk stockings and other items. They even went to ask the Xianjia tailor from Taohuatan as a personal tutor to learn weaving techniques. Customize your own sexy clothes in the palace.

Originally, Shangguan Lingye was planning to open a fairy shop, use these things to make huge profits, and drain the money bags of the fairies of various major sects.

However, this proposal was vetoed by the ancestor, on the grounds that practitioners must be pure of desire and focus on the Tao. Doing something like this will only increase the temptation for male and female monks to spend their hard-earned immortal money on the scabbard. In the long run, it will not be beneficial to the development of the Nine Sects. Tiedong Mansion is the leader of the Nine Sects and cannot take the lead in promoting this trend. It will allow other sects to follow suit and create more chaos.

Seeing this, Shangguan Lingye had no choice but to give up. As a result, only Zuo Lingquan could enjoy such things as black silk stockings. It was quite a pity to think about it...

(end of this chapter)