Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

The wind seemed to have stopped flowing at this moment.

The entire sea of ​​world chaos seemed to be deathly silent.

Outside the boundary of Xiaocang, Wang Hao's heart was shaken.

Outside the jade pot, the thin old man and the middle-aged man in gray robe could not help but open their mouths slightly, their expressions were stiff, their eyes were dull due to the shock, and they were also full of disbelief...

The land of immortality.

Accompanied by the dripping of meat paste.

The surroundings gradually calmed down, and in the silence, the wind suddenly started to sound again!

In the mud, the overflowing rules are faintly roaring and rioting!

Like a raging wave!

It seems to be full of strong unwillingness and resentment.

At the same moment, the fairy gate in the void seemed to have lost its senses and slowly disappeared.

At the same time that the Immortal Sect disappeared, the big black hand slowly shrank into the endless darkness...

Only the billowing white mist and the mighty wind were left, burying everything that had just happened.

Everything seemed like it had never happened.

Everyone also lost their sense of the depths of the Immortal Land.

The surrounding darkness faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, whether it was Wang Ba, the thin old man, the middle-aged man in gray robe, or Gan Xiong, as well as other monks who also saw this scene in the sea of ​​chaos, their hearts at this moment were like huge waves rolling and gushing.

"Why is this happening?!"

"Mantao people... are dead?!"

"A newly born immortal died like this?"

"What is that big hand? When did the Sea of ​​Chaos hide such a thing?"

"Is it a monk, or is the rule manifesting?"

"Why does it stop the Mantao people?"

"Is it going to prevent all the monks in the Sea of ​​Chaos from ascending and leaving here?"

"Mantao people seem to know 'him'..."

"who is he?!"

At this moment, these thoughts and questions appeared in everyone's mind.

And Wang Yan suddenly recalled the scene when he saw Tibo and Immortal Lord Lu He playing chess in the Immortal Mansion.

"The game...is a chess game!!"

"Today is just a continuation of the chess game played by the two immortals countless thousands of years ago!"

He suddenly realized something, and suddenly realized what the thought that had flashed through his mind was.

The ideas in my mind are getting clearer and clearer.

"When the two immortals fought, one died and the other was injured. The one who died must be Immortal Lord Lu He, and the one who survived should be Tibo."

"The Immortal Pass appeared after the war, so could the Immortal Pass be set up by Tibo?"

"The Immortal Pass is used to trap the entire sea of ​​chaos in the world, and the rules here are artificially constructed. Under normal circumstances, no one can set foot on the realm of transcending tribulation, and no one can leave here... This is Tibo's plan in advance. He wants to trap Immortal Lu He here?"

"And Immortal Lord Lu He has died. Even if the immortal has magical means and can come back from the dead, he must have started from a humble beginning and understood the rules here step by step. Once he is contaminated by the rules here, he will not be able to step into the tribulation. Therefore, it is impossible to break through Tiber's blockade using normal methods. , but Immortal Lord Lu He was proficient in divination and predicted the future in advance, so he also left four elixirs in the Immortal Mansion in advance, which became the breaking point... So there is indeed no problem with the elixir. If you swallow the elixir, you can Break through all the way, achieve the body of an immortal, and leave the third sea of ​​​​realm..."

"Wait, there's a problem!"

Many thoughts quickly passed through Wang Ba's mind, but he immediately rejected his conjecture.

"If Immortal Lord Lu He really saw the future, then why did Mantao people fall today?"

"Also, if Taoist Manchu is the one who broke the situation with Immortal Lord Lu He, then is the Taoist Manchu who successfully passed through the thunder tribulation no longer the Taoist Manchu?"

"Or is it Tibo's superior move after all? Has Immortal Lord Lu He actually lost?"

Thinking of this, he immediately concentrated on sensing his surroundings.

Although the rules that emerged after the fall of the Mantao people affected the changes in the surrounding rules, like the waves of the tide, the surrounding rules are still those that have not changed.

A trace of doubt suddenly arose in Wang Ba's mind.

"The rules of the Sea of ​​Chaos are still there...isn't it what I guessed?"

If the rules of this sea of ​​chaos were really built for Immortal Lord Lu He, then when Taoist Manchu failed, it is said that these rules would no longer be necessary.

But the result was not like this. The big possibility is that the game of chess between the two immortals is not over yet.

Of course, there are other possibilities, such as this rule has been set for a long time and solidified here, or the Immortal Tibo does not care about the life and death of the monks here...

"But why is there Tibo's tablet in the Immortal Mansion?"

"Did Immortal Lord Lu He do this on purpose, or is Tibo actually dead?"

Wang Ba couldn't help but think of the two tablets in the hands of King Wu Yuan.

Countless questions lingered in his mind, and instead of becoming clear as he understood some of the answers, they were like fog, making it even harder to see clearly.

But at this moment, his heart suddenly shook, and he turned his head and looked towards the depths of the Immortal Land.

A bright purple-white lightning appeared at the end of his sight at an astonishing speed.

And almost instantly, this thunder light appeared in front of him.

He instinctively stretched out his hand, and the lightning fell directly into his palm like a spirit.

The lightning crackled on it, but it felt cool and gentle.

"It's something Taoist Manman gave me before he ascended... so fast."

Wang Yan was a little surprised and held this piece of lightning in his hand.

The location of Ogurakai is an unknown number of thousands of miles away from the depths of the Immortal Land. However, this flash of lightning easily crossed over and came to him in just a few breaths. Such methods made him sincerely moved. .

"But what's the use of this?"

Wang Yanfan looked at the lightning in his hand.

In the depths of the lightning, there is nothing formable, only a rule wrapping something, connected from beginning to end.

"Is it for confidentiality?"

Wang Hao frowned slightly.

After sensing this rule, I found that it is related to the way of green wood hair growth, which governs vitality and has the effect of continuous existence.

The touch of their palms actually gave him a faint illusion of vitality.

It seems that even if the soul is injured, it can recover quickly.

This rule is only part of it, it is not profound and mysterious, but it is not that easy to break it.

"What's hidden in these rules?"

Wang Ba couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity.

He has interacted with Mantao people three or four times. Although the contact time is not long, he also knows that the other person is not a generous and selfless person.

On the occasion of parting, they gave each other things, which was indeed beyond his expectation.

At the moment, I was feeling the changes in the rules carefully in my heart. I just used the insights brought by watching Taoist Master reshape the immortal body with rules before, and began to decipher them one by one...

…

The jade pot is outside the boundary.

With the fall of the Mantao people, the huge black hands and immortal gates gradually dissipated, and the mysterious sense also disappeared.

The thin old man and the middle-aged man in gray robe looked at each other in silence, with solemn expressions.

"Mantao people actually failed..."

There was still a hint of shock on the face of the middle-aged man in gray robe.

He always thought that he knew enough about the Sea of ​​Chaos, but it wasn't until he saw the huge black hand that emerged from the sky that he realized that he might never have seen the true face of the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Muttering to himself:

"Immortal... Could it be that after all this time, the sea of ​​world chaos still can't escape the poison of those two immortals?"

There was a hint of resentment in his tone.

He was not a fool, especially since he had personally entered the Immortal Mansion and worshiped the Immortal's tablet together with Mantao Ren, Gan Xiong and Tai Dao Master, sharing four elixirs in total.

Although he was sneak attacked and intercepted by the Mantao people and missed the elixir that belonged to him, the Mantao people's mystery and the appearance of this huge black hand also made him guess something.

Now that I see all the Taoists failing to ascend, I feel even more sad and angry.

This is not only the failure of Man Taoist, but also tells all the monks in the entire sea of ​​world chaos who are aspiring to ascend that their ending will be the same.

If you don't see your hope shattered, you will keep living, even if this hope seems extremely slim and no one has been able to achieve it so far.

But once you really see the death of hope, the damage to the Taoist heart is inestimable.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in gray robe, who had always looked calm, became excited at this moment.

His eyes were even more faintly red, with a hint of madness.

Above the head, the seventh level Dao Realm suddenly appeared, and there was a faint feeling of chaos.

But at this moment, a low shout was heard, like thunder exploding the ears, deafening!

"Fellow Taoist, wake up!"

The middle-aged man in gray robe was shocked, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

The realm above the head was silently withdrawn.

He turned to look at the thin old man in a daze, slowly came back to his senses, hesitated slightly, and then whispered:

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

"You're welcome."

The thin old man shook his head, with a complex look on his face and a hint of shock as he looked in the direction of the immortal land.

He could no longer sense the changes there, but he vaguely remembered the huge impact it had on him when the huge black hand appeared.

But instead of destroying his faith, this shock made him stronger.

After a short silence, he slowly whispered:

"Mantao Man is something unplanned. We didn't expect him to break through the blockade of the Sea of ​​Chaos at the beginning. Now, it's just for us to give up our illusions and continue to implement our plan firmly... Please note that between you and me Freedom, the freedom of you and my descendants, can only be obtained by you and me fighting for our lives!”

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, are you scary?"

The middle-aged man in gray robe was shocked when he heard this, then a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he said hoarsely:

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking. We are already in such a bad situation, so what do we have to fear? But... shouldn't the Jade Pot Realm be afraid?"

The thin old man couldn't help laughing.

However, there was no smile in his eyes. Instead, there was just a hint of depth and generosity that had never been shown in front of outsiders. He said in a deep voice:

"In my Jade Pot Realm, the remaining warriors who have fought for hundreds of generations have endured and persevered, just so that one day they can break through the sky and see the sea and the sun again! Even though they died nine times, they still have no regrets! So why be afraid?"

The middle-aged man in gray robe was slightly moved. This was the first time he really heard the other party reveal his true feelings from the other party's mouth.

After a moment of silence, he asked:

"Why don't you make it clear with all the parties and work together?"

The thin old man had a faint smile on his face and sighed:

"Although the alliances can be achieved temporarily, I know that people's hearts are different and it is difficult to join forces. It is better to fight and sweep across the world. In this way, it will be like a mountain storing floods. Once the dam breaks, it will pour down and break through the Immortal Pass that caused the heavenly evil!"

"Once the Immortal Pass is broken, the rules of the Sea of ​​Chaos will no longer have room for storage. Even if the black hand can kill the immortal, it will be irreversible..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, and there was a slight change in his eyes.

The middle-aged man in gray robes did not notice this, and frowned:

"If there are people in this chaotic sea who really do not want an ascended immortal to appear, how can they allow the immortal to break through? Do you really have this confidence?"

The thin old man came back to his senses, suppressed the slight throbbing in his heart, and sighed slightly:

"Time and fate, it has been more than 800 years since the last collapse of Dahai City, and there is no hope of recovery. In the long run, the chaotic sea will only become weaker and weaker, and there will be no possibility of breaking through. What other choices do we have?"

"Break through the immortal barrier, It is the only way we can go. "

The gray-robed middle-aged man listened to the old man's words, and after a while of silence, he finally whispered:

"I am willing to listen to the orders of fellow Taoist."

The thin old man finally smiled with relief after hearing this:

"It is good to have the words of fellow Taoist."

Then he said seriously:

"Now that the biggest variable, Taoist Man, has finally disappeared, the time is ripe, you and I can finally let go, and the remaining forces will depend on fellow Taoist."

The gray-robed middle-aged man nodded, and then his figure faded silently and finally disappeared.

The thin old man looked at this scene, but he didn't know where he was looking. There was no one else present, so he finally didn't have to hide it anymore, and a deep worry appeared in his eyes:

"Supreme True Buddha...Supreme True Buddha..."

In an unknown force in the Sea of ​​Chaos.

A bald young man stood in the air, looking towards the direction where the huge black hand appeared, with joy and reverence on his face. He knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground, extremely pious, and shouted:

"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Supreme True Buddha!"

Behind him, one could vaguely see a number of monks from outside the realm, also with fanatical expressions, kneeling respectfully...

Profane Holy Realm.

Looking at Yu Yu, who was changing the position of the golden red blood ball little by little in the distant sky, Gan Xiong slowly withdrew his gaze, but his heart could not stop recalling the scene he had just seen. In addition to being shocked, he also felt a constant undercurrent in the sea of ​​chaos, which was finally about to erupt.

Gan Xiong sighed lightly, with a complicated expression.

Yu Yu's appearance was really too late. If it could be earlier, even if it was only a few tens of thousands of years, the Profane Holy Realm might have some capital, but now it is still far behind.

"Where should we go..."

He looked out of the realm alone with his hands behind his back, feeling lonely and confused.

…

Xiaocang Realm.

Inside the dojo.

Wang Ba sat cross-legged under the Jade Fire Tong Tree, holding the rule wrapped in lightning in his hand.

He had found a breakthrough in this rule.

Just like finding the most important thread in a ball of thread, what was left was only time.

As time went by, this rule was also cracked by him bit by bit, and his understanding of this rule was gradually improved.

Finally, with the help of the wind-driving staff, Wang Ba cut the last black and white silk thread with extremely delicate techniques.

Outside the rule, the lightning suddenly dimmed.

And almost at the same time.

The rule that was connected from beginning to end in the lightning also slowly broke.

Wang Ba finally saw what was wrapped in this rule.

Then he was suddenly stunned.

Inside the rule, a familiar black pill gradually revealed its true appearance and was slowly rotating.

And on the surface of this pill, a familiar figure that had shrunk was standing on it.

Seeing this figure, Wang Ba was shocked at first, and then couldn't help but screamed:

"It's you?!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye..."

The figure was vague and seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time.

With a sad smile on his face:

"It seems that you are right, I really failed..." (End of this chapter)