Mythological origins

"Brother Wei, you know that I only have less than 200 years left to live, why do you still disturb my sweet dreams?"

Ji Xuande, who was awakened from his deep sleep by his fellow disciple with the fifth-level Lion's Roar sound wave, looked very unhappy at this time.

As a core supporter of the Xuming plan, he has been trying to keep himself in a deep sleep as much as possible to reduce the loss of his life.

For decades, even when the black tide broke out, he only got up and took a look, and then let Wei Wuya, who had a more abundant lifespan, take full charge, and then continued to sleep.

He didn't have much time left, and if he didn't save it, he would not live for many years until he reached the new world.

Due to the crisis of the sect, Wei Wuya was forced to wake up and take charge.

But he was also a smart person. He just tested the black tide a little and knew that with the strength of the Yanghuo Palace, it would definitely take a hundred years to fight against this thing.

If you really want to gain an advantage, you have to go to the front line and fight a series of deadly battles.

Blood battles are fun for a while, but the consumption of the body and blood is definitely not a small amount.

Although Wei Wuya has plenty of life left, there is no need to risk his life.

Anyway, all the worlds will be united in two hundred years. At that time, he can take the core members of Yanghuo Palace and run to the new world. The world is so big, why risk his life to fight against the black tide.

Everyone in the world of immortal cultivation is self-centered. It is impossible to use one's own safety as a consumable in exchange for the peace of others.

It is precisely because of this idea that Yanghuo Palace under the leadership of Wei Wuya has been in a state of passive resistance to the black tide.

As long as the black tide does not directly threaten the mountain gate, he will not take the initiative to counterattack, but only send a team of low- and medium-level cultivators to deal with it.

…

“Twenty-three years ago, when I was wandering in the void, I felt something in my heart, as if I had sensed the appearance of the fairyland.”

“The fairyland? Didn’t someone predict that the fairyland would appear in three generations?”

“I have made many measurements and calculations, and the fairyland perceived by the mind will indeed come into contact with the Yuanyang world in nearly two hundred years.”

“Since it can come, we may also take the initiative to jump over... The sooner we reach the new world, the more hope there is for a breakthrough.”

“I once crossed the black tide and met several I have discussed this matter with Shen Tongdao, and I have also cooperated with Weiyang Laogui, who is best at finding secret realms, to deduce a set of rituals. "

"Today we finally succeeded. We have built a secret passage to ascend to the new world in advance, and we don't need to wait for three decades!"

"..."

"Why didn't you inform me in advance if you have such news?"

"Brother, you... I can't be sure how many years it will take to build the bridge."

Wei Wuya wanted to say directly that Ji Xuande's life span was not long, and there was no need to wait for such an uncertain time, but he took the words back.

The bald man hated others mentioning his bald head the most. The senior brother who was less than 300 years away from the deadline probably didn't like to hear the words "life span was not long".

"Indeed..."

But even if Wei Wuya didn't mention it, how could Ji Xuande not understand what this junior brother who had known each other for thousands of years wanted to say.

"Where is the ritual for ascending now?"

Just a few breaths later, Ji Xuande, who looked like a teenager, appeared outside the cave, and his eagerness was beyond words.

Wei Wuya glanced at his senior brother who had transformed into a young man, and sighed softly in his heart that time is not forgiving.

It is very easy for high-level cultivators to change their image.

The closer one's lifespan is, the more he resists these things that are just for appearance.

He remembered that his senior brothers in the past rarely cared whether they looked young enough, and often showed themselves as white-haired old men.     "In the back mountain of the sect, in the Caiying small world."

In order to ensure the morale and enthusiasm of the middle and lower levels of the sect to fight against the black tide, whether it is the unification of all realms or the ritual of ascension, these news are kept strictly confidential within the scope of the great cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage under the effect of the Heart Demon Oath.

Even the golden elixir seeds of the Yanghuo Palace have no right to know such secrets. At most, they have noticed that something is wrong with the senior leaders of the sect, and it seems that they are not doing their job well in dealing with the black tide.

Caiying Small World is a resource-rich small world exclusively owned by Yanghuo Palace. However, all the living creatures in it have been cleared out by Wei Wuya, leaving only a huge magic circle inside.

Of course, there is also an outsider.

"Weiyang Old Ghost, you are not dead yet." Ji Xuande shouted at the handsome young man in the center of the magic circle.

"Ji Old Ghost, you are not dead yet, how can I bear to die before you. Brother Wei, you are here just in time, the first Ascension Ceremony is about to begin..."

Wei Wuya, a muscular old man with white hair and a childlike face, looked at Ji Xuande and Weiyangsheng, who looked like young men but called each other old ghosts, and felt a sense of humor.

After a few greetings, Weiyangsheng's face gradually became serious.

He waved his sleeves and took out a spirit monkey sealed by ten thousand years of black ice from the spirit beast bag.

Before the ice cubes fell to the ground, the surrounding ground had already begun to freeze, turning into a deep blue.

"This is my only incarnation puppet, the Tongbi Demon Ape.

Only beings at the incarnation level can bear the ascension formation. The unification of all realms is imminent. No fellow Taoist is willing to be my test subject for the sake of three decades earlier. I can only let the Tongbi Demon Ape give it a try."

"Weiyang, old ghost, you are also risking everything."

A incarnation puppet, placed in a super sect like Yanghuo Palace, is enough to maintain the sect's glory for countless years. Its value is simply immeasurable.

"I am alone, without any disciples. Tongbi Demon Ape can't even beat the weakest Divine Transformation cultivator. There is no point in fighting for us. It is better to contribute to the great cause of Ascension..."

Wei Yangsheng said, while thawing the black ice with the Yang Fire in his palm, the monkey puppet's originally frozen eyes began to move again, gradually turning into a fierce light...

Unfortunately, the next moment, Wei Yangsheng took over the body of Tongbi Demon Ape, and the fierce light flashed and disappeared.

"The Valley God... is immortal..."

"... is for... Xuanpin..."

"The root of heaven and earth..."

"If it lasts forever... it is inexhaustible and can be used endlessly..."

The ape muttered something.

The Ascension Ritual began to operate.

A mysterious feeling, as if the Heavenly Dao was watching them, suddenly appeared in the hearts of Wei Wuya and the other two.

This time, only the ape puppet set out to explore the way. At this time, it jumped to the center of the ritual, and many shadows of stars that had never been seen before appeared in the sky of the small world.

The starlight from many stars fell on the Tongbi Demon Ape puppet, like a thousand pounds of pressure.

If it wasn't for its body strength of the God Transformation level, I'm afraid its body would soon be torn into pieces.

The pale starlight accumulated more and more, slowly covering the entire Tongbi Demon Ape.

After a burst of strong light comparable to the explosion of stars, it disappeared.

Wei Yangsheng, who controlled the puppet, was also hit hard at the same time, and fainted instantly.