Fortune Teller

The sea is vast.

Islands float on the sea, slowly moving forward with the waves.

Two of the islands are very close to each other, and the depths of the islands emit dazzling light. One is like a sharp sword soaring into the sky, and the other is like a heavy scroll.

On the sea in the center of the island, hundreds of practitioners are standing in the sky, facing each other from a distance.

"For fifty thousand years, Luojian Island has occupied more and more spiritual veins, and now it refuses to give up even 30%. Do you really think that our Qingmo Library is a vegetarian?"

At the front of the crowd on the left, there is a middle-aged man in a robe holding a paintbrush. His robe is like a scroll, covered with landscapes, flowers and trees, and many strange birds and animals, making faint cries.

"Mo Chengyu, why are you talking so much nonsense? Just grab it if you can. Except for the Scarlet Scale Palace in the entire Floating Sea, we on Luojian Island have never been afraid of anyone!"

Said.

A sonorous sound!

Streams of sword light streaked through the void, illuminating the dim world.

In an instant, the rules of the avenue filled the void.

Hundreds of practitioners, each one exuding strong divine power, and the ones at the front turned out to be Zhenzun.

Although he didn't make a move, his breath alone made people's hearts tremble.

"Uncle Master, do you want to do something?" The two True Master Realm juniors looked forward to the middle-aged man in robes.

In terms of strength, Qingmo Library is far inferior to Luojian Island.

The cultivation method of Qingmo Bookstore is mainly based on calligraphy and painting scrolls. If you practice to a high level, you can explode with astonishing power with just one word.

But no matter what, this path of life is really not suitable for fighting.

The Luojian Island is mainly based on swordsmanship. Wherever the sword light passes, everything will be destroyed. It is definitely a first-class killing method.

Even if they were fighting at the same level, Qingmo Library would not have the upper hand, not to mention that the disciples of Luojian Island were generally better than them in cultivation.

"No matter what, I have to compete with a few moves today, otherwise, how can I go back to see the island owner?"

The middle-aged man in the robe gritted his teeth and looked at the round-faced young man beside him, "Chu Yuan, you step forward to call for battle. No matter what, you must withstand three hundred moves."

"Disciple, obey."

The round-faced young man stepped forward.

The person in charge of Luojian Island sneered and called a disciple to join the battle.

"Chu Yuan, a fifth-generation disciple of Qingmo Library." The round-faced young man clasped his fists slightly.

"What nonsense are you talking about, hurry up and do it," the disciple of Luojian Island said with disdain, "There are more than a dozen spiritual islands around, but you are the ones who are the most troublesome and timid about grabbing a spiritual vein. In my opinion, it's better to stop practicing. Find a place to huddle up!”

"presumptuous."

Chu Yuan's face suddenly darkened, and he raised the ink pen in his hand high, scoffing!

A thousand-mile-long river heavily bound the disciples of Luojian Island, and then he drew a few strokes again to form mountains, rivers, and islands. They looked ordinary, but contained amazing power.

"It's all trivial means, but one sword can defeat all methods!!"

Shit!

The sword light tore through the void, piercing through the thousands of miles of rivers as well as mountains, rivers and islands. The swordsmanship method was originally focused on killing. How could the calligraphy and painting scrolls compare?

There is an absolute gap between the two from the source.

It's like a scholar who recites poems and paints every day, and lets him fight with a martial artist who dances with guns and swords all day long. You know the result just thinking about it.

Unless the realm is completely crushed, the chances of winning are slim.

"The stars have changed!"

The round-faced young man drew more than a dozen stars in a row. As the stars turned, he moved the sword light out. The method was mysterious and far more powerful than the simple rules of the material world.

"It seems you have some tricks up your sleeve, and you can take a few more swords from me."

The disciples of Luojian Island swung their swords one after another. Each sword contained astonishing power, forcing the round-faced young man to retreat continuously.

In just a short moment, Qingmo Library fell into a disadvantage.

"Uncle Master, if you continue like this, I'm afraid I won't even be able to hold on for thirty moves," another Zhenzun disciple said repeatedly, "Let me help Senior Brother Chu!"

"No, in the battle of spiritual veins, how can one bully the minority with more? What's more, both of them are in a difficult situation, so they must not interfere." The middle-aged man in robe refused.

"But……"

The disciple of Zhenzun turned pale.

In just a short moment, Chu Yuan was already in danger. The sword lights were like life-threatening scythes, constantly passing through his body. Amidst the sonorous sword sounds, there was also a faint sound of soul tearing, which made Chu Yuan feel upset and the paintbrush in his hand was all gone. I can't hold it anymore.

"go to hell!"

The disciple of Luojian Island roared loudly, and the power of the sword light instantly increased several times, like a sky-piercing rainbow, it struck towards Chu Yuan.

"Brother, retreat quickly."

The disciple of Zhen Zun quickly reminded him, but it was already too late.

The previous sword rays turned into cages, blocking all directions. The mountains, rivers and islands were torn to pieces by the sword rays, and for a while they could not break through the trap at all.

At this moment, the void suddenly opened.

A cyan figure covered in tatters stumbled out. The figure was a hundred feet long and happened to be blocking Chu Yuan's face.

Poof!

The red light ripped open the tough body, leaving a hole about ten feet deep.

"Who dares to interfere in the affairs of Luojian Island?"

The person in charge of Luojian Island had a cold look on his face, and the long sword behind him flew into the air, and the terrifying murderous intention swept across thousands of miles like a frenzy.

at the same time.

A sapphire stone wall quietly appeared, blocking the cyan figure and Chu Yuan... It was the handiwork of a middle-aged man in a robe.

"Ku Shi, do you want to intervene in the fight between the juniors?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, "If you and I take action, this matter will not be so simple. No matter how tyrannical Luojian Island is, it can't stop a Realm Master, right?"

Upon hearing the word "Jie Zun", the Luojian Island disciple's forehead trembled slightly.

In the Floating Sea, the World Master is definitely the most terrifying and powerful existence.

Every Jie Zun possesses endless power and is responsible for a certain force, such as Qingmo Library, and there is an ancestor Jie Zun behind him.

There is also an ancestor of the World Lord behind Luojian Island.

In daily fights, the Six Difficulties True Master would at most take action. Only when the life and death of the sect was involved would the Realm Master be provoked.

"You're lucky."

The leader of Luojian Island hummed twice and led his disciples back to the island.

…

Above the sea, only the disciples of Qingmo Library were left.

Everyone looked forward, and saw the cyan figure crumbling, his face a little pale, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

"Chu Yuan, this man is seriously injured. Since he saved your life, it's up to you to take care of him!"

The middle-aged man in robe glanced at Gu Xiuyun and saw that his whole body was filled with a faint divine power of the True Lord. He ignored him and led the disciples back to the sect.

"Fellow Taoist, are you okay?" Chu Yuan asked.

The cyan figure shook his head slightly, holding his forehead with one hand and pressing the Dantian with the other hand, as if he was healing his wounds.

Just as the middle-aged man in the robe said, Gu Xiuyun's condition at this moment is indeed extremely bad.

After entering the abyss passage, the power of the heavens became weaker and weaker. In just a moment, the passage completely disappeared, leaving only an endless dead storm.

Gu Xiuyun walked in the depths of the storm for an unknown amount of time, with less and less spiritual energy in his body. Finally, he found a twisted wormhole and escaped along the wormhole.

"It's so dangerous to travel through the big world. Fortunately, I didn't leave Tongxin Gu in the Holy World of Samsara, otherwise it would be really troublesome."

"I almost lost my life. I'm afraid none of those true sages and venerables can get out of the holy world barrier."

Gu Xiuyun looked around. The sea was vast. Apart from the round-faced young man, there were only vast islands. Each island had a radius of a million miles, slowly moving along the waves.

"Where is this??" Gu Xiuyun asked.

The language of the round-faced young man is exactly the same as that of Black Suo Mountain. It can be seen that this place is already an outer world, but I don’t know where it is.

"This is the Fuling Sea Area, the boundary of the Scarlet Scale Palace."

Chu Yuan frowned and thought for a moment, with curiosity on his face, "How did fellow Taoist come out of the crack in the void? Did he encounter the legendary space wormhole?"

Gu Xiuyun smiled bitterly and nodded.

"It's really a wormhole!!" Chu Yuan's eyes widened immediately, "Since I was born, I have practiced for seven hundred years, but I have never seen what a wormhole looks like. The space in the Wuyang Sea Realm is too stable. I heard that only Space wormholes can only appear in the small world opened by the World Master, but they have never appeared here. "

"By the way, I am Chu Yuan, a disciple of Qingmo Library. Don't you know your friend's name?"

"I cherish my life."

Gu Xiuyun clasped his fists slightly.

"It turns out that I am a Taoist who cherishes my life. My Taoist's injury is not serious. You might as well go to Qingmo Library to rest for a few days." Chu Yuan said.

"Thank you." Gu Xiuyun did not refuse.

The injuries in his body were not serious, but Tongxin Gu was severely injured, and his martial arts body and mind and soul were not affected at all. But this is an outer world, and nothing should be done rashly. If you accidentally provoke a powerful enemy, you will be in big trouble.

According to the records of Heisuo Mountain, there are powerful people everywhere in the Wuyang Sea Realm, and the Realm Lords are rampant. With his current strength, it is better to keep a low profile.

…

Half a day later.

In front of an attic, Gu Xiuyun sat cross-legged, strands of spiritual power blending into his body along the void.

"It's strange, how come the spiritual power of the Tianwai Sect is so thin, even slightly inferior to the chessboard realm?"

After practicing with his eyes closed for a long time, Gu Xiuyun opened his eyes with a confused look on his face.

With such thin spiritual power, how slow should one practice?

In addition, the rules of heaven and earth in Wuyang Sea Realm are also extremely scattered. There are no pure five elements, wind and thunder, time and space, and it is impossible to sense the origin of the world.

Three months of practicing here is equivalent to one day in the holy world of reincarnation.

"It's no wonder that Fellow Daoist Chu has practiced for seven hundred years before he entered the True Venerable Realm. Not to mention anything else, just absorbing spiritual power takes a lot of time."

Gu Xiuyun shook his head slightly.

The world is chaotic, the spiritual energy is thin, and even the rules are incomplete. If you want to understand Taoism in a place like this, it is simply as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Fortunately, Gu Xiuyun does not need to rely on the outside world for the time being.

The Taoist understanding of the true master-level weapon spirit is enough for him to comprehend for a long time. In addition, guided by the rules of fate, his cultivation speed is tens of thousands of times faster than others.