Perfect World

On the sacred mountain, the figure was shrouded in auspicious aura and emitting rays of light. He took a step forward, and a golden avenue appeared under his feet, heading straight for who knows how many thousands of miles.

The speed of the Golden Light Avenue was so fast that it was like a startling comet. The divine light spread across the sky. When he reached the other side, he was many thousands of miles away, but he was not really close to Butian Pavilion.

"If you don't perish, it will be really unbelievable. I'll wait for you to be robbed!" His words were very cold. The holy light that shook the world has long since faded away, and now it just stands on a majestic giant mountain.

Not only him, but two figures also came, but they were not close to each other. They stood on one side and looked into the distance silently.

In the Butian Pavilion, the spirit sacrifices are full of vitality. The originally dim leaves are turning green quickly, and then become clear, emitting a peaceful treasure light. The gourds on the vines are rumbling, chaotic energy appears, and there is a terrifying sound of the great avenue. ring.

Everyone was pleasantly surprised. Everyone in Butian Pavilion knelt down and worshiped. Some old men were so happy that they cried. The spirits were revived. There was no better news than this.

Over the years, the decline and imminent death of the sacrificial spirits has spread to the outside world, causing the reputation of Butian Pavilion to plummet and become far less than before.

If it were in the past, no one would dare to disobey their orders once they gave them, but now many major forces dare to fight against them, all because of the sacrifice of the soul.

After a long period of time, Butian Pavilion has lost the magic of suppressing the religion. If the souls are sacrificed, they will fall from the top power and will be in catastrophe.

At this moment, everyone in Butian Pavilion cheered, because the sacrificial spirit was really reviving, sweeping away the previous sluggishness, and all the leaves were verdant, with crystal green clouds flowing out.

The little one was in a daze. This vine was completely different. It looked like it was carved from jasper, green and glowing, emitting precious light, and the aura of peace was steaming out one by one.

Is this still the gourd vine he saw? Completely different!

Powerful fluctuations are spreading, vitality is flowing, like a god in Nirvana and resurrecting. The stars in the sky are shining down, and the sun is shining down, all of which are swallowed up by the old vines.

I don’t know how long it took, but the breath of life surged here, and the old vines sprouted new shoots, like green agate, all bright and powerful.

Finally, when everything calmed down and all kinds of strange phenomena disappeared, it became mysterious and inexplicable, entwined with the divine chain of order, like a god, majestic and inviolable.

The sacrifice spirit was resurrected and became powerful again. It spread throughout Butian Pavilion, and countless cheers suddenly sounded, and people were extremely excited.

Such a big thing naturally spread to the outside world, and the news spread quickly. For a time, all the major forces in the Boundless Wilderness were shocked and in awe.

Everyone thought that this old vine would die. After all, it had lived for so long and could no longer hold on. No one thought that it would survive. As long as it was close to Butian Pavilion, it could sense the majestic breath of life.

Outside Butian Pavilion, in the distant mountains, a luminous voice sighed softly, stepped on the golden avenue, and disappeared in an instant.

A huge ferocious bird, with blood-moon-like eyes opening and closing, brought up the monstrous black mist, spread its wings and rushed towards the sky outside the territory. Otherwise, if it flew above the clouds, it would disturb the entire land because it was too huge.

There was also a divine light, as bright as the sun, which exploded and disappeared from the place. It was so terrifying that it made people feel numb.

The Butian Pavilion's spiritual sacrifices revived and became an uproar. The pure land was bustling for several days before slowly calming down.

Late at night, the little boy sat cross-legged under the crystal clear green vines, holding the bone book and studying it carefully. His heart was particularly peaceful here.

Because he brought back the soil nourished by the Divine Spring of Agelessness to resuscitate the sacrificial spirits, he made a great contribution, and the master of the pavilion allowed him to bring out the runes and bone books from the Sutra Pavilion.

Of course, the little boy didn't forget the ghost master's words, and immediately chose to come here late at night to worship the spirits and practice spiritual practice. As expected, this place was different. The gourds on the vines glowed and there were audible sounds, which made it easy for him to realize the Tao.

Over the past few days, he has merged the magic of the Golden-winged Dapeng with the magic of the Qingtian Peng, and his power has increased a lot, which is terrifying!

"Where is that golden bone? If it can be found, my magic will definitely undergo a qualitative transformation." The little one's big eyes flashed.

Behind him, a golden divine moon emerged, which may also be called a divine egg, gestating an ancient demon bird, which made him sitting there look extremely aloof.

"Hey, this demon bird seems a little different." He turned around and stared, showing a strange look.

That night, he attained enlightenment here and sublimated the roc-like magic. After thoroughly integrating it, he found that the ancient magic bird was a little abnormal and became even more mysterious and powerful.

Why does it flicker with golden light one moment and turn blue again the next, transforming into a fish? So weird.

The little one was suspicious, and after repeated deductions, he found that he had indeed fused two treasures, and his power surged, becoming several times more powerful. There was no mistake.

But why is this happening? He stared carefully, pondered and thought seriously.

"Could this be...Kunpeng?!" He was suddenly shocked, suddenly remembered, and his eyes widened with an incredible light.

He was really frightened. That kind of creature was extremely powerful and unparalleled. It was enough to be ranked among the ten most powerful divine birds and beasts in ancient times!

"Is this true?" The little one was doubtful. He never expected that after a lot of tinkering, enlightenment, and fusion, he would actually be transformed into such a demonic bird.

He stared at the creature in the golden divine egg. It really looked a bit like it, switching between a fish and a roc. It was hazy, shrouded in mist, and filled with a terrifying aura.

"Well, I have trodden a path, but this is just the starting point. It is definitely not the real Kunpeng yet. There is a big gap. It is just approaching and transforming towards it."

There was a blazing light in the little boy's eyes. He was extremely happy. He had found a powerful way. If possible, he hoped to reproduce this supreme treasure technique!

Kunpeng's magical power is absolutely unparalleled in the era when the ancient gods were shining, now and in the future. It was once ranked among the top ten!

"The fusion of the Golden-winged Dapeng and the Qingtian Peng can produce such a change and manifest into a Kunpeng. I want to explore all the way!" Xiao Dodian was full of confidence.

"Yes, you are on the right path. The Golden-winged Dapeng and the Qingtian Peng merge to form the Kunpeng again." An ancient and vicissitudes of voice came.

The little one was startled. Huo raised his head and found that it was the old vine. It was the first time he had seen it speak, and it was actually communicating with him.

"Master Spirit Sacrifice, please give me some advice!" The little boy jumped up and hugged the gourd vine, blinking hard with great hope.

Lao Teng was speechless, who dared to be so bold to him? After meeting each other, everyone bowed to him. The child was not afraid of him at all. He was so familiar with him that he hung on him like a koala.

The naughty kid still has some confidence. After all, he brought back the "Eternal Sand" and pulled the sacrificial spirit back from a dying state. He believed that the other party would not be harsh on him.

"I'm just a vine. I don't know the Kunpeng method. How can I give you guidance? I just tell you that you are heading in the right direction." The spirit sacrificer sighed.

The little boy scratched his head, let go of his hand, and whispered, "Is there anything else you want to point out to me?"

"Learn more. There are some good scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, which can even be said to be amazing." Lao Teng said, looking weak.

The little boy was suspicious and felt something was wrong, so he said, "Master Ji Ling, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm going to die." Lao Teng said calmly, as if he was telling a very common thing.

The little boy exclaimed, covering his mouth and said: "How is it possible? You just regained your life, why do you want to die again?"

The current sacrificial spirit is verdant, as if carved from jasper, flowing with divine brilliance. It is as mysterious and powerful as you want, and the majestic life energy is permeated, which is awe-inspiring.

"I have lived from ancient times to now, and it has been long enough. It is normal for my life to be exhausted." It said.

"But, you are in much better condition than before." The little one didn't believe it.

"That's because I have to do this. If I die immediately, Butian Pavilion may be in disaster." The spirit sacrificer sighed.

"Ah?" the little one exclaimed.

"There is going to be chaos in the wilderness, and it may start from Butian Pavilion, and it is more likely to start with my death." The sacrifice to the spirit was with a sense of loneliness.

The little one was in a daze. This was not the first time he heard that there would really be a catastrophe in the wilderness one day.

"When troubled times come, everything is empty. Only by making oneself stronger can one survive." Lao Teng said.

"Are you really going to die?" The little boy looked at it full of vitality, but he never expected that it would end up like this.

"There is no other way." The sacrifice spirit nodded.

The little boy hesitated for a moment and said, "Can I save you if I give you two drops of the real fountain of youth?"

The sacrificial spirit shook his head and said: "No one can stop my life from drying up. A few drops of divine fluid cannot change my destiny."

When the little boy heard this, he could only sigh. Such a powerful sacrificial spirit was still going to die. In his Qiankun Bag, there is a jade jar with five golden dragons dormant inside, which are five drops of divine liquid.

"I will always persist and buy time for Butian Pavilion, maybe a few months, maybe a year." Sacrificial Spirit said, it will not die immediately, but will last for a period of time.

The little one chatted with it for a while and felt that the old vine was very open-minded and had no worries at all. According to what it said, it had lived for too long and should have died long ago. This was normal.

Seeing it like this, the little one naturally didn't feel as heavy as before, and his mood recovered without being sad.

"Senior, can't you really give me some advice?"

"I really don't understand the Kunpeng method."

The little boy didn't give up and said: "You are so powerful, you must have a way. Didn't you say that I am on the right path? I think that getting the golden bone from the Sutra Pavilion may make my treasure skills more powerful, transforming and sublimating. "

The green vines shook, pulled out a new bud, and stretched underground. The soil was turned over deeply, and the vines penetrated deep into the ground, and finally wrapped around a golden bone and left the soil.

The little boy's eyes were straightened at that moment, staring unblinkingly. The runes on the golden bone pieces flickered, extremely blazing, more spiritual than the treasure phantom, and looked extremely mysterious.

"This is the bone, why is it here?" The little one was surprised, and then stared at the soil at the root of the sacrifice. There shouldn't be many bone books buried under it, right? Could it be that the lost magical power of suppressing religion is also here.

"This bone is not bad. It is no worse than the Suppressing Teaching Treasure. If you truly understand it, you will benefit from it endlessly." Sacrifice Spirit said.