Fortune Teller

It didn't take long.

A large number of abyss monsters descended and roared all over the sky. Gu Xiuyun and Venerable Mo Jiang were torn to pieces.

Only the spherical spiritual treasure and the black mountain stone remain on the surface of the abyss.

Abyss monsters are very interested in living creatures, but they have no interest in spiritual treasures. In their eyes, the semi-finished Supreme Treasure is just an ordinary stone.

After a long time, the monsters dispersed.

Several tiny black hole particles emerged from the surface of the spherical Lingbao.

"Fortunately, the abyss monster's detection methods are extremely weak, and no black hole particles attached to the spiritual treasure were found." Gu Xiuyun breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he was extremely weak, and his physical body was almost annihilated, with only seven or eight particles left.

There is no way to establish a space channel in the underground abyss, and it is impossible to draw spiritual power from the world of Tianjipan. It can only slowly draw the death energy of the underworld.

There were weak fluctuations in the dead abyss space.

Wisps of death energy from the underworld merged into the depths of the particles. One hour, two hours, three hours...

It took half a month for the number of particles to increase fivefold.

As there are more and more particles, the speed of absorbing the death energy of Huangquan is also increasing, but it is still far away to restore the physical body.

…

Qingmo Island.

A bolt of lightning tore through the void, and the huge island trembled violently.

"What happened?"

Several sects woke up from their practice with confused expressions on their faces.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of bells came from the island, one, two, three... twelve bells.

The faces of the sect disciples on the island instantly turned pale.

The twelve tolls of the bell have a special meaning in the Langhuan realm. Only when the venerable has fallen will the bell be struck twelve times, and this situation often represents the decline or even destruction of the sect.

"Which venerable one has fallen?"

"The True Lord Qingding? Or the Lord Mojiang?"

"Go to the main palace square quickly, something big has happened on the island!"

The disciples of Qingmo Island looked terrified and rushed towards the center of the island...

…

Not long after, a piece of news came out that Venerable Mojiang had died. True Venerable Qingding became furious and went crazy. He personally sent an order, ordering his disciples to search for Taoist Gu and report back immediately if found.

"That junior Mo Jiang is really dead?"

"Although he became enlightened not long ago, he is still a venerable person, and he has the True Lord Qingding behind him. How could he die in the dark abyss?"

All major forces were in an uproar.

A venerable person who transcended heaven and earth was actually tricked and killed by a small True Intention Realm. Even if he was a newly promoted venerable person who had only been enlightened for 60,000 years, it was still incredible.

…

"Old ghost Qingding is really mad now. He finally managed to cultivate a venerable person, but before he could grow up, he died."

"The old guy is not far away from his end. He will not be able to escape the fifth soul catastrophe. He can only live for another 40,000 years."

Hearty laughter came from the ancient palace of reincarnation.

…

"The old ghost of Qingding follows the path of wind, thunder and space. Wind and thunder focus on killing. The two qi of yin and yang have miraculous effects on tempering the body, while the two qi of life and death of the Five Elements Avenue have miraculous effects on the soul."

"The old ghost can survive the fourth difficulty. He is lucky. The fifth difficulty is hopeless. There are only 40,000 years left before the end of his life."

The True Master of Guifu nodded slightly, "When he dies, take the physical body over and use it as the body of the disciple in the sect. It will be much more powerful than the ordinary Demon King."

…

"The old ghost Qingding's last hope is Mo Jiang. Once Mo Jiang dies, he will have no chance of reincarnation... This old ghost is probably going crazy!"

"There's something good going on in Langhuan Realm again!"

The major sects reacted differently.

The Ancient Palace of Samsara sits high on the Diaoyutai and does not care about the movements of Qingmo Island. After hundreds of millions of years, the Ancient Palace of Samsara still exists in the world and cannot be shaken by the Qingding Zhenzun.

There are two true masters in the ghost mansion. The seven ghost masters are good at saving lives and they also don't care about the true master Qingding.

Not to mention Baisheng Mountain, the strongest sect in Endless Void. They are the only ones bullying others. Who dares to challenge Baisheng Mountain?

As for other sects, they either have expectations or worries, and their thoughts are different.

…

Huangliang Academy.

Two figures were sitting cross-legged, one of them had eyes as bright as stars, and his whole body was filled with strong, awe-inspiring skylight.

Every move he made was filled with majestic light.

The other person has a withered face, protruding forehead, extremely square face, and his ears are much larger than ordinary people. His whole body is also filled with the awe-inspiring skylight, but slightly weaker.

"Mo Shan is dead, the old ghost Qingding must be going crazy, and Taoist Gu is the master of the academy," Huang Liang Zhenzun said solemnly, "Fang He, you should be careful these days, it is best not to travel alone, lest you be found by Qingding Chance."

"What good will it do him if he kills me?"

Venerable Fang He shook his head slightly, "I think he will probably set his sights on the Ancient Temple of Samsara and the top of the Hundred Saints Mountain, or join forces with those people to plot the secrets at the bottom of the Shenhuan Continent."

"Caution comes first."

Huang Liang Zhenzun said.

…

The news of Venerable Mo Jiang's death made the chaotic Langhuan realm even more turbid. It didn't take long for several sects to join forces to attack the territory under Qingmo Island.

Qingding Zhenzhen ignored this, and Patriarch Mo Gen paid no attention to it, focusing on finding the way to become a sages.

With only 40,000 years left, Zhenzhen Qingding pinned all his hopes on Patriarch Mo Gen.

The reincarnation of a true venerable is not much better than an ordinary venerable, and will also be mentally ignorant. Like a mortal, he must rely on other venerables to find him again and again from the endless void until he becomes enlightened again.

Therefore, before every true deity falls, he will try his best to cultivate his disciples.

Because ordinary favors are not enough for the Venerable to take action again and again to find reincarnations from other realms.

…

In the dark abyss, the spherical spiritual treasure is covered by the soil, and a particle hovers around, constantly absorbing the death energy of the underworld.

unconsciously.

Twenty years have passed.

The particles finally condensed into blood droplets, vaguely revealing a humanoid appearance.

"I finally made it through!"

Gu Xiuyun exhaled a deep breath of turbid air, without circulating his true energy. He relied entirely on the power of the blood droplets to support the spherical spirit treasure and Heishan Zhenshi to leave.

Wherever he went, a strange aura filled the air, but not a single monster attacked him.

Because at this moment, Gu Xiuyun's whole body is filled with death energy, no different from the Yin corpse. He has not yet condensed his spiritual veins, and the monster can't tell whether the drop of blood is dead or alive!

"The Langhuan Realm is too dangerous. In comparison, the Dark Abyss is more suitable for Xiao Hei. Let him stay here for a period of time. While tempering his mind, let him practice quietly and enter the ninth level as soon as possible. "

Gu Xiuyun pondered for a moment, then took the spherical spiritual treasure into the dragon-shaped vortex where the vortex dragon vortex was.

Without the threat of the dark abyss, the blood drop frantically absorbed the spiritual power of the void, growing from half an inch in size to humanoid height in just a few moments.

At the same time, a space passage took shape, and some human bodies stood on the other side of the passage, looking at each other.

At this moment, a massive amount of information poured into the depths of each other's consciousness.

The real body of the human race in the endless void is devoted to studying the mystery of destiny and the Five Elements, while the physical body of the world of Tianji Pan is devoted to understanding the martial arts practice methods.

In the true artistic conception of martial arts, every time you advance to a higher level, the structure of the particles will become more complicated, and it will take a lot of effort just to deduce it.

In addition, you must sharpen your mind and will and strengthen your soul.

The two bodies practice in different directions to avoid wasting time.

"Lin Zun's inheritance is so mysterious. If I had known earlier, I should have gone to Langhuan Realm first," Tianji Panshi's body muttered to himself, "Tianji Patriarch's Taoist secrets are not suitable for me. Rootless Duckweed and Life-cutting Technique They are all too domineering and focus on controlling others, which is not my way.”

"The entanglement of fate, the understanding of fate, and the twisting of fate are the avenues of destiny that belong to me."

"Lin Zun's inheritance is just a detail. Compared with the Void Chessboard, it is more than a thousand times worse," said the human true form of Endless Void. "If it weren't for the Void Chessboard, I still wouldn't be able to find the right direction to step into the seventh level. "

Two bodies talking to themselves.

Part of the flesh and blood passed through the passage and merged into Gu Xiuyun's body outside the boundary.

…

More than a hundred years later.

Gu Xiuyun has been practicing hard outside the statue of Lin Zun. Of course, he has changed his appearance and is stronger than the real statue. No problem can be found without careful inspection.

The two-hundred-year mark is finally approaching.