True Immortal Fate

"Trial Tower?" The cultivators were stunned when they heard this. They were all stunned by the sudden great benefit. They all exclaimed, showing surprise.

"Excuse me, senior! What kind of senior is Hao Cang Daxian? Is he the owner of this ancient ruins?" Ning Mozi asked impatiently.

"Yes! Hao Cang Daxian is a great true immortal! He is the owner of this ancient ruins!" The white mist figure nodded exaggeratedly, and his voice was full of temptation.

"True Immortal!!" The cultivators exclaimed with a change of face upon hearing this. If the cultivators above the Taixu stage are in the realm of false immortality, the True Immortal is the highest realm of heavenly Dao pursued by countless cultivators. It is the realm of true immortality, which coexists with the heaven and earth. The mantle of such a True Immortal, it can be seen how valuable it is. No wonder the cultivators are so surprised and eager to make a move...

"......!" Li Xiaoya frowned and looked at the white mist figure upon hearing this. The white mist figure was too strange. It appeared in front of everyone, but Li Xiaoya did not feel the slightest breath of the white mist figure. It seemed to be just a shadow. Almost instantly, he was sure that this guy was the one controlling the white mist...

"May I ask who the senior is? Is it the senior Hao Cang Daxian?" The Titan seemed to have remembered something and asked the white mist figure hurriedly.

"Me? I am a trace of consciousness of the great Hao Cang Immortal!" The white mist figure's eyes revealed a trace of golden light, and his voice was full of pride and deep voice, which made people feel a trace of respect...

"A trace of consciousness!" All the cultivators exclaimed in shock and muttered to themselves. Prince Modong's blood-red eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and suddenly asked: "Excuse me, senior! You said that after the trial, you can inherit the mantle of the senior Hao Cang Immortal. Could it be that the Hao Cang Immortal has fallen?"

"I can't tell you this, I am only responsible for guiding foreign cultivators!" The white mist figure hurriedly replied, paused, and continued in a firm voice: "Only cultivators who have passed the trial are qualified to know everything!"

"Only cultivators who have passed the trial are qualified to know everything?" The cultivators were stunned when they heard this. They all looked at each other in surprise, but they were a little embarrassed. The cultivators were not fools, and they all had some doubts in their hearts. This place is too weird. It is not ruled out that there are traps waiting for the cultivators, but no one can let the cultivators give up such a great opportunity to obtain the mantle of the True Immortal, so naturally they are a little doubtful...

"......!" Prince Modong was also a little hesitant in his heart. The appearance of the white mist figure was too weird. If possible, he could catch the white mist figure, but he was very cautious. Even with his powerful spiritual sense, he could not detect the breath of the white mist figure. It would be very difficult to catch this guy. I don’t know what to do...

"......!" Li Xiaoya stayed behind everyone, and he didn’t want to stand out. He was 100% sure that there was a trap. If he went to the trial, wouldn’t it be like sending a sheep into the tiger’s mouth? But he didn’t think of any way to get out...

At this time!

"Excuse me, senior! How can we pass this trial tower?" The Titan couldn’t help but stepped forward and asked, and it seemed that he was very tempted.

"It’s very simple!" The white mist figure flashed a cold light in his eyes and said hurriedly. Bai Wu pointed at the trial tower in front and said, "This trial tower has ten floors in total, with dozens of entrances below. A cultivator can only enter one entrance. There will be a test on each floor. Only by passing the test can you enter the next floor. After entering the next floor, there will be new tests. Only by passing ten floors can you truly inherit the mantle of Hao Cang Daxian!"

"......!" The cultivators looked down in the direction pointed by the white mist figure, and saw that there was indeed a huge entrance every few dozen feet on the ground below the giant trial tower, and they hesitated. If every cultivator goes to one floor, it would be very dangerous. Who knows what will be inside?

And at this time!

"May I ask you, senior!" Xilan Ruyu suddenly flew out and said to the white mist figure, "If two or more cultivators pass this trial, who will the mantle be passed on to?" While speaking. A beautiful eye looked straight at the white mist figure, seeming to be a little hesitant.

"This... I don't know either, I'm only responsible for leading the way..." The white mist figure hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and seemed to be very sincere. He paused and said hurriedly: "However, according to my understanding, it should be the first cultivator who passes the trial that can obtain the mantle of Hao Cang Daxian!"

"Oh! That's it!" Hearing this, Xilan Ruyu suddenly said: "So, this is a competition to see who passes the trial first? Right?" After saying that, without waiting for the white mist figure to say anything, he continued: "May I ask, senior, has anyone passed the trial over the years?"

"Of course not, otherwise I wouldn't be here to lead you!" The white mist figure felt that Xilan Ruyu was difficult to deal with, but said so.

"Oh! So, the trial is very difficult to pass?" Xilan Ruyu said with an oh, frowned, paused, and asked again: "I wonder where the cultivators who have reached the highest level in these years have gone?"

"Well, no comment!" The white mist figure said in a deep voice when he heard this. He seemed a little angry. After a pause, he added: "I said, I am only responsible for leading you, and I will do everything else. in spite of!"

"...!" Although the monks did not interrupt, they naturally heard the conversation between the two. Obviously, this tower of trial is not so easy to test...

"Oh! Since the senior can't tell, the junior will naturally not ask any more questions!" Xilan Ruyu said calmly and generously. After that, he spoke again: "Then I dare to ask the senior. The junior has nothing to do with the mantle of the Great Immortal Haocang. Interested, I wonder if there is any way to get this junior to leave this place? "

"Not participating?" The white mist figure was stunned when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Such a great opportunity, why don't you participate?"

"Oh! This junior thinks that his cultivation strength is much different from other senior brothers and fellow demons. He really doesn't have the confidence to pass the trial, so he might as well not participate!" Xilan Ruyu said respectfully, He doesn't look arrogant or impetuous.

"This woman is amazing!" Li Xiaoya saw this scene and secretly praised him in his heart. This white mist figure obviously didn't tell the truth. There were obviously many loopholes in tempting the monks with such a big temptation. He had to think about it. No, I won’t wade into this muddy water...but I’m not in a hurry to express my position...

"Oh! It would be such a pity! Although you can only obtain the inheritance of Immortal Haocang after passing ten levels of the Trial Tower, there are many benefits for each level you pass. Heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and techniques are all Quite a bit!" The white mist figure threw out another huge temptation and said, his voice paused, and he murmured to himself: "I remember that boy who passed the eighth level, but he advanced to the Qiankun stage. …”

"What? When you reach the eighth level, you can advance to the Qiankun stage?" After hearing this, all the monks looked at each other with excitement. Most of these monks are at the peak of the Taixu stage, and they don't even know how tall they are. How many years have it been at the peak of the Taixu stage? In short, it has been tens of thousands of years. If you can advance to the Qiankun stage, why won't the monks be excited?

To know!

This is called false immortality by monks in the Taixu stage because theoretically, as long as a monk in the Taixu stage resists a natural disaster once in three thousand years, he can live for three thousand years. In other words, if the natural disaster that occurs once in three thousand years passes, that is actually The end of falling, and this heavenly tribulation is more severe each time. Every time it passes, the possible tribulation will kill the monk, so it is called the realm of false immortality, while the true immortal has mastery of the world. The law is omnipotent and has the same lifespan as heaven. Naturally, there is no influence of heavenly calamity. It is true immortality. There are only a few situations in heaven and earth that can make a true immortal lose his life. Maybe the Great Immortal Haocang is one of them...

so!

This Taixu stage monk cannot relax when he reaches the Taixu stage. Every time he escapes a heavenly tribulation, it is enough. However, surviving a heavenly tribulation means that the power of the next heavenly tribulation has increased significantly, and the monk can be killed at any time. It can be said that there are many dangers in a small life. However, as long as the monk advances to the next stage, such as the Qiankun stage, the power of the tribulation will naturally drop back to the initial power of the Tao, and the interval between each time will be doubled, becoming six Heavenly calamity occurs once every thousand years... In other words, as long as these Taixu Stage monks advance to the Qiankun Stage, not only will their magical powers increase dramatically, but their lifespan will also be doubled several times. How much longer can they live? No wonder the monks are so excited...

"Okay! I don't force it, Immortal Haocang just asked me to guide you! If you want to participate in the trial, just go on your own! Remember that one person can only go to the entrance of one passage!" The white mist figure saw that most of the monks were moved but He looked a little hesitant...and suddenly said this.

"Tsk! I may not be able to survive the next heavenly tribulation with any confidence, so I'll go!" Suddenly, a monk from the Heavenly Demon Clan said in a deep voice. Li Xiaoya also recognized that monk. He was the ninth-ranked disciple of the inner clan. Seeing him say this, he turned into a ray of light and flew down towards the tower of trial...

"Tsk! I'll try my luck too!" Another Taixu stage monk from the Heavenly Demon Clan said that someone was carrying him, and he also flew down...

Ning Mozi and the demon monk who were the leader did not move, obviously still hesitating.

And this time!

"Senior! How can we get out if we don't go to the trial?" Xilan Ruyu said to the white mist figure.

"I'm not responsible for this! You can do whatever you want!" The figure in the white mist said coldly when he heard this. (To be continued...)

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