Immortal Sword Cultivation

The stone sculptures in the Western Emperor Mountains really contained deep meaning, otherwise there would not be so many monks who were comprehending.

Near every stone sculpture, there was almost always more than one monk sitting cross-legged, trying to comprehend something from the stone sculpture, only to stand up and leave soon.

These stone sculptures do contain a lot of things, but few people can truly understand it.

Wang Chen found a place to sit cross-legged, and then looked at the stone sculpture carefully, and slowly became enlightened, trying to understand something.

This stone sculpture is an extremely monotonous statue. On top of an inanimate statue, there are various mysterious runes painted on it, standing in place.

Wang Chen focused all his attention on the runes and began to study.

This is human nature, let alone Wang Chen, everyone here has this idea, starting from the rune on the statue, looking for the secret, after all, no one will really face a silly person. How long does the statue look like?

Moreover, the runes on this statue were indeed very mysterious, and Wang Chen became more and more meaningful as he looked at it, as if an unknown avenue appeared in front of him, but he couldn't comprehend it.

Withdrawing his spiritual consciousness, Wang Chen looked at the statue, scratching his head a little.

"There are statues like this for more than a hundred miles around here. Even if you feel that there is a mystery in it, it is impossible to really understand something from it."

Wang Chen also knew in his heart that if it was really so easy to comprehend, someone had comprehended it before, how could it have existed for so many tens of thousands of years, and no one comprehended it.

Wang Chen's goal is to hunt down the monsters in the realm of true immortals. Although he has some interest in this Xihuang site, he won't be stunned because of small losses.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen stopped saying anything and stood up. Just walk around at will.

There are mysterious runes hidden in the statues. There are a large number of monks in the surroundings. Wang Chen walked by at random, glanced at these stone statues, and didn't pay too much attention to it.

The statues looked very noisy, without any characteristics. Wang Chen kept walking, but he slightly noticed something wrong.

A mysterious force appeared on four weeks, surrounded by surroundings, and Wang Chen could vaguely feel it.

"This power is strange, it's different from any power I've seen before."

Wang Chen quickly sat down with his knees crossed, feeling carefully. Sure enough, a certain power was permeated in the surrounding space, like smoke, permeating the entire Western Emperor Site.

"This power is strong or weak, find the strongest place and take a look."

Wang Chen felt it, and then moved his position, after a long while. Finally came to one of the most powerful places.

The mysterious power gathered here is very sticky, even ordinary monks without realm beads will faintly perceive different places.

It's just that they can't understand what this power is.

Wang Chen tried to swallow this power with the world beads, but found that there was no alternative, this power was too different, even if he felt the existence of this strange power, he couldn't help it.

"Where did this power come from? The power left over by the Western Emperor countless years ago is simply impossible to persist to this point. After all, this power is constantly being consumed, and the immortal energy around is also gathered by this power. In the Western Emperor Ruins, that is to say, this power is constantly being produced."

Thinking about this, Wang Chen's gaze was aimed at the nearly a thousand statues around him.

The reason for this secret has been determined in Wang Chen's heart, but the final result is unknown.

"There are so many statues, although the runes on them are strange. But it is not the point at all. The point is how all these statues generate such power."

This is too peculiar.

Wang Chen looked at it and had no gain, so he had to give up. Ready to go out hunting monsters.

At this moment, a group of monks in the distance flew over. These monks were wearing the same costumes, and they knew they belonged to the same force.

When Wang Chen saw this, he was even more stunned: "Monster Huamomen."

The fairyland of Ziwei is very vast. The Five Elements Immortal School is only one of them. It was originally the largest school, but it became more and more lonely later, and there was no power. Zong does not deal with it.

Of course, several sects around the Five Elements Immortal Sect are using this method, cannibalizing the area of ​​the Five Elements Immortal Sect, Wang Chen still knows this.

The magic gate is just one of them.

"Hua Tianfeng, the demon gate, came to comprehend the relics of the Western Emperor, and the idlers waited to retreat."

A voice full of breath came, and the monks around them looked badly at them, but the next moment a few fairy beasts flew over with extremely luxurious carts and horses, and they overwhelmed many monks.

Several fairy beasts exuded extremely strong coercion, and they were obviously in the realm of true fairy.

The fairy beasts that pull the cart are all fairy beasts in the realm of true immortality. They are really powerful and unmatched. Even the monks in the realm of true immortals are dumbfounded, can't help being restrained, and scattered one after another.

And a young monk with an indifferent expression among the group of people walked out like a walk and entered the Western Emperor Ruins.

Wang Chen's pupils trembled even more, and then returned to their original state.

"The place where Hua Tianfeng Hua Tianfeng sits is the place where the mysterious power is the strongest. However, he has no way to refine this power. Is this just a coincidence?"

Hua Tianfeng sat cross-legged at the position where the mysterious power was most concentrated, and the other disciples of the Huamomen began to drive other disciples around.

"Hua Tianfeng practiced again at the gate of the demon, and the Xihuang site was closed for a hundred years, and unrelated people were dispersed."

"Don't leave quickly, transform the magic door again."

Every disciple of the Demon Sect was chasing out other monks, both disciples of various sects and disciples of casual cultivators were angry, but they didn't say anything to turn around and leave.

It has been closed for a hundred years, and for the monks, it just passed by in a flash. There is no need to care so much.

What's more, the ruins in other locations are the same. Why stay here? Although many monks were unwilling, they left with a cold hum.

Although Wang Chen was puzzled, he was ready to leave, so naturally he wouldn't stay there anymore.

However, in a position not far from the ruins, a middle-aged monk was sitting on the spot, carefully observing the Hua Tianfeng of the magic gate, but muttered in his heart:

"According to the emperor, this position is the most peculiar, but even though I felt some abnormalities, I couldn't guess it. But within a few days, two boys came and sat here one after another. Is it true? It’s a coincidence of death, it’s weird, nothing more, in ten thousand years, I will go back and beg the emperor to send others to guard this place."

The middle-aged monk watched for a while, but stopped paying attention.

After all, he is here to guard the ruins. If no one destroys the ruins, he will not appear. Even if he has been here for hundreds of thousands of years, he has never made a single shot.

The Western Emperor Site cannot be destroyed. This is the order of Emperor Ziwei. Who dares to disobey it.

He is just doing something here, just in case, he wants to understand something here.

………

At the place where Wang Chen had just sat, Hua Tianfeng took a sigh of relief at this time. In the dantian, a black clay pot began to slowly exude a peculiar luster.

"Well, the senior guarding here has checked it out, and now I can try it carefully. It's just that although this pottery pot is from the Western Emperor Site~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it is broken to the extreme. I don’t know if it can be used after the repair, but since the lord sent me, it must be of great use, but I don’t know what it is."

Hua Tianfeng is a peculiar mind-eye body, and his talent is not too strong, but he was accepted as a closed disciple by the masters of the demons and cultivated eagerly.

Others don't know the reason, but Hua Tianfeng knows it. His own mind and eyes can feel the various abnormalities and powers between heaven and earth, such as the mysterious power in the Western Emperor Ruins.

The Sect Master of Huamomen just asked Hua Tianfeng to collect this mysterious power.

Huhu!

The black clay pot exudes mysterious power. This power has no effect on divine consciousness, mana, or supernatural power, but the mysterious power of the Western Emperor Ruins is guided by this power into the clay pot. Among them, it slowly condenses, forming white crystals.

A hundred years later, Hua Tianfeng left and disappeared, and nothing happened at the Xihuang site. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)