Journey To Longevity

True Monarch Yousha opened those lantern-like eyes, and muttered:

"These guys seem to have already left. Did they really go to Misty Valley? Damn it, I knew that I should have gone to Baimang Mountain with my master at that time, why did I stay in the cave and sleep, and missed it for nothing This is a great opportunity. Alas, I finally conceived a baby after being on the lap of the master, but I failed to grasp the last chance, the world is impermanent, the world is impermanent."

True Monarch You Sha has slandered him for countless times. After it finished speaking, it spit out a lavender spirit bead from its mouth, sank into it with divine thoughts, sent the news, and then walked along the bottom of the sea toward Nanzhou dived away.

The jade bi also moved with it, completely covering up its evil spirit.

If Suan Zhu sees this wall, he will be very surprised, because the spiritual treasure that it is proud of is not a demon wall, but now it appears in the hands of the Shuifu Yuanying spirit beast under the seat of Venerable Qinghe.

In the past, Venerable Wenbo of the Xuanyuan Sect beheaded the great monk of the Suanni clan at that time, and then captured the non-demon wall, and summoned several Nascent Soul monks who were proficient in the method of forging weapons to analyze the forging process of this thing. For more than ten years, he has created several similar spiritual objects and treasures.

Except for one of these counterfeit objects that he took away, the others were all entered into the Xuanyuan Sect's treasury and became the foundation of the sect.

No one knows, what exactly has been left behind by an ancient sect that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years?

In the end, Master Wenbo really couldn't suppress the spiritual riot of the demon wall and the summoning power of the altar of the Suanni clan, so he simply exiled him into the chaotic sky and reverse current boundary layer, trying to use the power of space Try to wipe out this inheritance spirit treasure.

It's just a pity that the Suanni clan has still called this thing back.

The space in the small universe can be roughly divided into three levels.

The most superficial is the surface layer of space. In the small world, from the Nascent Soul cultivator to the floating ants, they all live in the same world.

And the monks in the realm of the void can realize it, and thus use the means of teleportation through space cracks. The space touched by this level is called Liukong, which is relatively stable.

Further down is the chaotic sky reverse flow boundary layer, this layer is extremely dangerous, the space cracks are like broken mirrors, thousands of flowers are blooming, and void beasts appear without a trace. In the small world, only those who can touch the power of space are those in the realm of the hole, but the actual cultivation level is only the cultivator of Huashen, and they cannot withstand these dangers.

As for the deeper level, it is the place where the Mahayana monks opened up the secret realm of the cave in ancient times. See its true face.

At their level, they are almost no different from gods in the eyes of mortals.

But the reverse spirit channel that can connect the two worlds is not a simple space channel. Only in the dark, when the fluctuations of the forces of the two worlds coincide by chance, can they communicate with each other for a short time.

But this short term is also relative to the lifespan of a world.

Some of the reverse spirit passages only exist in the blink of an eye, and there are quite a few that can last for thousands of years.

If it weren't for the powerful monks from the outside world with great supernatural powers, they built this bridge to receive the monks from the lower realm. Then these lower realm monks can only wait for it.

Unless they have the treasures left by the Mahayana monks to protect them, they can only communicate between the two worlds.

Seventy to eighty thousand years ago, those monks of the Xuanyuan Sect who were in the combined body and hole stage at that time were like this. They only crossed the border with the help of what was left by the sect's great power. However, these treasures are only a few after all, and they have been exhausted by now.

The Xuanyuan Sect is like this, the Misty Valley, Bixiao Palace, Shuiyueyuan, Xuanming Palace are also the same, and the White Horse Temple in the West Desert is also the same.

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Not long after, Zhang Shiping, who was hundreds of thousands of miles away in the White Ape Palace in Yuanxiao City, closed his eyes and meditated, and suddenly opened his eyes. He flipped his hands and took out a lavender spirit bead. Looking in the direction of Cangguyang.

"Ye Qi, the black tortoise, is nowhere to be found. Right now, three great monks, Ao Xuan, Suan Zhu, and Kun Kui, are leading the way. There are also thirty-four demon souls to help. All the monsters attack Piaomiao City together. It’s a big battle, and I don’t know how many Xuan Yu and the others can keep? If these beasts travel from overseas to Nanzhou, if they only rely on their speed, it will take at least ten days, but if there is a teleportation circle, then I can't say for sure. It's time for me to start preparing, so that all the demons will not suddenly turn their heads and be caught off guard." Zhang Shiping looked at him with his hands behind his back, thinking to himself.

He stepped out of the main hall of the White Ape Palace.

At the same time, from the Xuanyuan gate in the front hall, many Jindan real people walked towards the White Ape Palace in twos and threes.

Naturally, Xu Su was also among the many Jindan cultivators, and accompanied Zheng Hengyun, Zhang Tianwu, and Zhang Bixing, walking along the corridor.

The Jindan real people who had no friendship with him before, saw the four of them, greeted them with a smile, then walked closer, and said with a smile:

"Congratulations to fellow Daoist Xu for winning the Qingyan of Shiheng Zhenjun. It is really enviable. If there is a chance, I hope that Brother Hengyun, Brother Tianwu, Brother Bixing and Fellow Daoist Xu can recommend the three of us to our ancestors. , I will definitely be grateful.”

"Fellow Taoist Yan Hu, I can't help you with this. When I was young, I was bestowed with spiritual wine by my ancestors. I was lucky enough to build a foundation, and by chance, I formed a golden pill. The ancestors accepted me because of their old love. It is a great honor to serve Qiang. As for referrals, brother, you see that I am a soft-spoken person, but I am not qualified to talk too much in front of the ancestors, so it is not surprising." Xu Su shook his head with a smile, and refused.

"Understand, understand, I'm just talking, to see if I don't have such good luck. Daoist Xu, why did you say that the ancestor summoned me again after only an hour or two? Could it be that he wants to teach again? Started the lecture?" Master Yan Hu said hastily.

"Maybe, but we'll know what it is exactly when we arrive." Xu Su said without haste.

"What Fellow Daoist Xu said is true, then Yan will not bother you." After the real Yan Hu finished speaking, he paused lightly and joined the two people behind him.

One of the two is a female cultivator in purple clothes, and the other is an old man with his hair tied up in a bun and tied with a green bamboo branch.

Yan Hu came to the two of them and shook his head in disappointment.

"As expected, I thought the ancestor was going to start recruiting more disciples." The purple-clothed female cultivator said with some disappointment.

"Sister Ziyu, this kind of thing can't be more normal. Of the few Yuanying patriarchs in our sect, Zhenjun Shiheng is the only one left. There are not many disciples under the seat. Which fellow Taoist is not staring at you? How many positions are left?" The green bamboo old man laughed.

Everyone was either silent, or joking, and entered the White Ape Palace one after another.

But they saw Zhang Shiping, Yuanying Zhenjun standing with his hands behind his back in front of the central hall gate on the other side of the square several miles away, some alert people suddenly felt something was wrong, so they couldn't help speeding up their pace.