I Can Track Everything

Half a quarter of an hour later, Saint King Luochen stamped his feet and left the Holy Turtle Sanctuary, and Chen Chen returned to the main hall.

Yan Chen looked at Chen Chen with more and more admiration at this time. The only one in this world who dares to be so indifferent to a powerful Saint King is an immortal, right?

"Yan Chen, what do you think about this matter?"

Chen Chen looked outside and asked casually.

Yan Chen lowered his head and replied: "Senior, whatever you think of it, I will think of it as well. I am just an ordinary cultivator. I just follow the orders of my seniors."

Chen Chen glanced at Yan Chen after hearing this.

Tsk tsk tsk, I really found a treasure with such a talkative subordinate.

…

As soon as Saint King Luo Chen left, Chen Chen spent a long time repairing in the Holy Turtle Sanctuary, then took Yan Gui and flew in the direction of Minghai. As for the Holy Turtle Sanctuary, he left it to Yan Chen to stay behind.

The Hades Sea in the Abyss Realm is huge, with an area equivalent to that of land.

However, because there are a large number of true spirits living in the Underworld Sea, and there is no shortage of space in the Underworld World, generally no one practices on the Underworld Islands.

Only those monks who have offended the Holy Domain and cannot survive on land will venture into the Underworld.

The Wangchuan Island that Chen Chen wanted to go to was a quite famous island in the Underworld Sea.

It is famous because legend has it that an immortal once lived here in seclusion.

Although 80,000 years have passed since this incident, Chen Chen is still ready to come and take a look.

…

After arriving at Wangchuan Island, Chen Chen found that this place was different from what he imagined.

Not only is it off the beaten track, it even has a city.

This city is called Immortal Heritage City and covers an area of ​​only a hundred miles. Chen Chen used his spiritual sense to investigate and found that there were only a few hundred monks in the city, and they looked like they were dressed in a family.

At this time, Yan Gui explained from the side: "Senior, when the immortal lived here in seclusion, he once accepted a disciple. These people are the descendants of that disciple. They are called the Wangchuan Immortal Clan. For 80,000 years, this Wangchuan Immortal Clan has been The clan has always been on the island.”

"A few hundred people have reproduced in 80,000 years?"

Chen Chen was a little confused.

"I don't know the details, but there are indeed these people in the Wangchuan Immortal Clan. I have heard the name of the leader of them, named Xianhe. His cultivation level is similar to mine. He is in the early stage of Mahayana."

Yan Gui scratched his head and said.

"With the surname Xian...why do I feel a little unreliable?"

Chen Chen muttered something, and then he reached the sky above the city in a flash.

"System, are there any immortals besides me within a hundred miles?"

"No."

"System, are there any treasures from the fairy world within a hundred miles?"

"No."

Come on... After hearing these two answers, Chen Chen wanted to pull Yan Chen and turn around and leave.

He even had some doubts that the story about immortals living in seclusion was a story compiled by the Forgotten River Immortals below.

But at this moment, a slightly older voice came from below.

"Senior, since you're here, why don't you come down and have a look?"

Hearing this, Chen Chen was a little shocked.

Although he did not go to great lengths to conceal his arrival, it stands to reason that the early Mahayana monks would never discover his whereabouts.

Could it be that the Wangchuan Immortal Clan is not as simple as imagined?

With this thought, Chen Chen slowly fell down and finally entered the largest mansion in the center of the city.

Soon, he saw the person who had just spoken.

This man is an old man, with pale face and white hair, and a very long beard that reaches his waist.

After seeing this person, Chen Chen's pupils narrowed.

Where are the early Mahayana monks here? This is a powerful person at the peak of Mahayana!

"Junior Xianhe, I have met the real God Turtle."

The white-haired old man stood up and saluted Chen Chen.

"Do you know me?" Chen Chen asked.

"Although Wangchuan Island is not close to the land, it is not a place with little information. The Holy Turtle has done a lot of great things on the land, and the younger generation has heard about it."

Xianhe said respectfully.

Chen Chen carries the Jiutian Xuanzhen Pagoda with him, and he is not a peak Mahayana monk, so he speaks straightforwardly without any hesitation.

"Fellow Taoist Xianhe, why are you, a powerful person at the pinnacle of Mahayana, huddled in a small city?"

After hearing this, Xianhe hesitated for a while and said: "It's okay to tell the seniors. There is something special in the blood of our Wangchuan Immortal Clan. Once we leave Wangchuan Island for too long, our lifespan will be exhausted and we will die."

"A curse?" Chen Chen asked again.

"Yes and no." Xianhe said lightly.

Chen Shenwu was trying to trick him. Anyway, there was nothing good here. Even if he discovered some shocking secret, he wouldn't gain anything.

In this case, farewell!

As soon as he thought about this, Chen Chen looked outside unconsciously.

Seeing this, Xianhe's face became a little stiff, and he couldn't help but break two of the beards he was holding.

Logically speaking, when he talks to any normal monk about what he said before, the other person should be very curious and want to explore further.

But this real turtle...why is he so impatient!

This is something that their family has guarded for 80,000 years.

Seeing that Chen Chen was about to leave, Xianhe said quickly:

"Senior, our family has actually been guarding the tomb of that immortal for 80,000 years!"

"Guarding the mausoleum? Is he dead? I thought he returned to the fairy world." Chen Chen said casually, his tone was neither urgent nor slow, and he couldn't say he was shocked. "

"Well, he fell, and he fell naturally." Xianhe replied. After saying that, he began to carefully observe Chen Chen's expression.

This time he finally caught a hint of shock.

"Shouldn't immortals live forever? How could they die naturally?"

Chen Chen said in great surprise.

It is a consensus that immortals live forever. If this were not the case, how could we say that becoming an immortal is the ultimate goal of cultivation?

Xianhe replied: "That senior was proficient in deduction, but because he leaked too many secrets, he suffered great injuries, which damaged his lifespan and eventually died.

Before he died, he once told our ancestors that in the future, an immortal from the lower realm would find Wangchuan Island..."

Having said this, he started to sell things off again.

Chen Chen raised his eyebrows. The Immortal from the Lower Realm must have nothing to do with him.

Whether he is from the lower realm or not, he has his own mind to decide.

But since this Xianhe loves to play tricks on him, let's cooperate with him in his performance. You can't just turn a blind eye all the time.

Thinking of this, another look of shock appeared on his face, and he said, "Is it me you are talking about?"

Xianhe stroked his long beard and said: "Nine times out of ten, it is the senior. That immortal said that when the true spirit comes to the world, there will be immortals from the lower world coming. In the past, my clan did not know what the true spirit came to the world meant. When an extremely powerful true spirit appears in the underworld.

Now I understand that the true spirit coming into the world means that the true spirit world connects with the underworld. "

"Then what?"

Chen Chen continued to look surprised.

Seeing this expression, Xianhe became extremely satisfied, and then used his spiritual consciousness to transmit the message: "The immortal predicted that the true spirit will come to the world, the abyss will revive, the god of the underworld will return, and the world will be turned upside down!

He asked our clan to remind you to make preparations early, and it is best to return to the fairy world! "

After hearing this, Chen Chen hesitated, looking embarrassed. After a long silence, he solemnly nodded and said, "I understand, farewell!"