World of Immortals

In the past two years, Xiao Chen's progress in cultivation has been very special. In the spiritual realm, he has reached the fifth level of the state of knowledge of Tibet, but in terms of physical strength, he has always stagnated at the third level of the level of knowledge of Tibet.

It seems that because of absorbing the essence of the blood of the earth, the promotion speed was too fast, and thus stagnated. But little fat Niu Ren was not affected in the slightest. The old people in the pure land deeply explored his body and found that it was not the real reason, but mainly due to the sharp decline in his lifespan and his physical fitness was not as good as before.

Xiao Chen's treasured body was almost collapsed because of this, but fortunately it stabilized in the end.

The old people and Xiao Chen were not too worried, because in the deified acupoints in Xiao Chen's body, there was an incomparably huge treasure of Jingyuan hidden. Once it was drawn out one day, the realm of physical strength would catch up with the spiritual realm in an instant.

Today, he broke through three checkpoints in a row, and his physical strength and spiritual realm entered the sixth level of the Tibetan Realm at the same time. His longevity recovered, and his physique was greatly improved. This is a real transformation.

The body is constantly changing at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.

The organs that were once aging have regained their vitality. It can be found through internal inspection that the internal organs seem to have been regenerated, and they are shining with brilliance, as if they were carved from crystal jade. The bones are like diamonds, the loose bone is gradually solidified, and the density is getting higher and higher. And the slightly loose skin gradually flattened out, and finally it was as smooth and tender as a newborn, shining with a crystal luster...

The rapid improvement of physique is not just as simple as recovery, but a real qualitative change has taken place, surpassing the past by a lot, and the treasure body has gone up several layers.

This is a real treasure body transformation.

The long black hair spread out naturally like a waterfall. Although it was already black after being carefully nursed by Qingqing's daily delivery of black sesame porridge, it lacked some luster and vitality after all. Now everything has changed fundamentally.

Xiao Chen felt that every inch of his skin was full of explosive power, as if he could prop up a world with a wave of his hand.

"Cultivation is also mind training. It seems that I really want to travel all over the world."

This enlightenment made Xiao Chen realize a lot. The word "Tao" is mysterious and mysterious, and his "road" is still very long.

Zhuang Zhou, the man whose spiritual level is infinitely close to the ancestor god, taught Xiao Chen the best lesson.

When Xiao Chen woke up from the mysterious realm, he found that all the cultivators fighting fiercely in the sky had disappeared, and the prairie was already empty, tens of thousands of people had retreated, and only he was left here.

Youchao Tiangong has completely collapsed, falling into the sky, and there are ruins all over the place, and the rare treasure has been taken away by the strong. It is a little regrettable that the legendary Xie Wang, Zhang Sanfeng and other masters did not make a move.

Looking up at the emptiness of the sky, Xiao Chen pondered silently, and slowly said that compared with Kong Xuan, even the fallen angels, Yazi, and Suanni, he didn't know how much worse he was. A big realm of nine heavens, if they have already reached the realm of longevity, then the difference is at least a dozen or even dozens of heavens.

However, this did not discourage him. All masters come from penance, and being weak is a necessary process.

Without any nostalgia, Xiao Chen spread out his immortal wings and flew towards the distant Great Merchants Empire.

Southern Desolation Heavenly Emperor's City looks a little deserted now, and many young people have already gone north to Central Earth. Characters that only appeared in legends in the past have appeared continuously in the past two years, which has made countless young people yearn for it. They may be naive if they say they are chasing dreams, or they may be a little crazy if they are said to be chasing ideals, but many people are indeed like this. They have embarked on the journey to the north one after another in the past two years.

For three years, the headmaster of the Undead Sect has been sitting in Tiandi City. On that night three years ago, he was the one who slashed that amazing and brilliant sword, which solved Xiao Chen's troubles. Two years ago, it was the same old man who once again slashed with a sword, cutting off the imprint of the God of the Broken Demon Seed in Yan Qingcheng's body, and forcibly helped her through the difficulty with his peerless sword energy.

Yan Qingcheng's master, Liu Qingfeng, looked at Master Undead with a solemn expression, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, brother, you really..."

"I'm fine, I want to go to another level, and I also helped Qingcheng along the way." Master Immortal's expression was indifferent, and it was impossible to see that his sword light was once so peerless. It was hard to imagine what level this old man had reached.

Liu Qingfeng was a little distracted. His senior brother actually indirectly practiced the Dafa of the Demon Seed God, and inherited Yan Qingcheng's God Seed. It is hard to imagine what kind of realm he will reach once he breaks through, maybe he will be the second evil king.

Of course, the Immortal Master's continuation of the Demon-Smashing God's Dafa is already very different from the original magic power. This method does not require an external cauldron, uses itself as the cauldron, uses one's own heart as the furnace, and waits for the root of the God to be planted again.

In history, only two people have practiced, one is the ancestor of the demon sect, and the other is the undead evil king. In order to make further progress, they chose this journey of cultivation that is more terrifying and dangerous than the broken demon seed god.

Headmaster Undead, his whole figure looked hazy, he looked up at the starry sky, and said: "When Qingcheng left for Middle Earth, it seems... also chose the method of replanting the god roots."

"You really don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the girl!" Liu Qingfeng scolded.

Closed Moon Shame Flower Palace, the flute sounded faintly again, an old woman looked sad, put down the jade flute in her hand, and said sadly: "The seriously injured Qinglong King has been sent away, and he must have recovered, and my grandson Liu Mu..."

Hai Family, Hai Yunxue has already entered Middle Earth. Hai Yuntian is also very talented on the way of cultivation, but he fell into a madness three years ago, and has no choice but to embark on another path of cultivation since then. The Demon Chapter of the Lotus Book has been firmly in his mind, and he has been in retreat for three years.

Just today, the light and shadow of golden sunflowers blossomed in his retreat. With a bang, smoke and dust rose into the sky, sunflowers blossomed, and the sky was full of flower shadows. Hai Yuntian left the retreat.

Although Fatty Zhuge was very business-minded, he was not a direct descendant of the family after all, and eventually left the Middle Earth.

Hoffman, the second patriarch of the Reagan family, was unwilling to see his peers go away, and was also planning to do something big.

As for Dugu Sword Demon, Yu Wenfeng, and Qilao, they were already in the Middle Earth, and before them there was Zhao Chongyang, the only young master in the Southern Wilderness generation who had never fought against Xiao Chen.

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Shang, the capital of the country was in Yin, one of the five hegemonic countries, with hundreds of millions of square kilometers, vast and boundless, located in the southwest of Middle-earth.

One month later, Xiao Chen came to the extremely prosperous capital city of Yin and Shang, and practiced in the world of mortals. Xiao Chen felt deeply, and his state of mind was quite different from the past.

At the realm of knowing Tibet, not only great supernatural powers emerge, but also various small magic tricks will emerge from time to time to change the appearance. These are small magic tricks attached to Xiao Chen's cultivation of the treasure body, but they are nothing more than the movement of flesh and blood.

Don't worry about being discovered by the Hu family, Xiao Chen has been lingering in Yindu for half a month. On this day, he came to the Wangyue Tower in the capital of Yin. This building is very famous. It is said that the peerless sword fairy Li Bai once wrote a hundred poems drunk here.

On weekdays, many disciples of high-ranking families and nobles in the capital of Dashang often gather here, and cultivators who pass by Yindu will never miss it.

The nine-storey Wangyue Tower is one of the tallest buildings in Yindu, and it is visited by distinguished guests every day.

Several descendants of the aristocratic family were on the ninth floor, talking loudly.

"It is said that Tongtian Supreme won a treasure of ancestor gods, who got the other stone dagger?"

"The legend has been collected by Wu Sheng."

"Not necessarily, either Allah or the owner of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree does not have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth. Even if the martial saint's soul power is against the sky, it is impossible to stop the siege of the two."

"One of the three must get it, so what's so strange about it being obtained by a martial sage. You must know that a martial sage rode ten directions and swept the world with invincible hands. Taking the enemy's head from a million soldiers is like picking something out of a bag, and he is most afraid of group battles."

"Those people are too far away from us. Let's talk about the outstanding figures of the younger generation recently."

"The land of Middle-earth is full of outstanding people. Most of the masters born in recent years are in the countries of the five overlords. There is nothing to mention. We, the young generation of Yindu, can pick out a master at random, and we can sweep away our peers in Southern Wilderness, Western Border, Mobei and other places."

"snort"

A cold snort came, and a young man on the seat by the window looked stern, obviously dissatisfied with the words of the few people, he said coldly: "How dare a bunch of dudes talk about the world's young masters?"

A few young masters from the powerful families didn't take it seriously, they just glanced at him coldly, continued talking without paying attention to him.

"You can't say that, there are many beauties outside of Middle Earth, haha..."

"That's right, Nanhuang has the famous twin pearls, they are unparalleled in beauty. It's a pity, one of them has already married into the Hu family, and those tigers are not easy to mess with."

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, she is a widow. Maybe she will marry again. Haha... By the way, I heard that Yan Qingcheng has also entered Zhongtu, and maybe he has already entered Yindu. Hehe."

"Well, Mobei and Xijiang are also beautiful, maybe they are in this building."

Several young people laughed profligately, and kept looking at several private rooms.

"The lone wolf in Mobei is here to teach you!" The young man by the window was only a little angry, he stretched out his hand and waved lightly, and a saber aura pierced the air, slashing towards the Yindu disciples.

"Pearls of rice grains also shine." While speaking, a child of an aristocratic family waved his hand lightly, and the dark fire burned, and the terrible spiritual art surrounded the young man in an instant, and the black flame jumped violently.

In just an instant, the man named Lone Wolf seemed to have evaporated, without even a drop of flesh and blood left, and was refined by the fire of the underworld.

The shopkeeper of Wangyuelou seemed to know the identities of several people already, so he didn't send anyone to inquire at all. In the end, he just let two young men come in a hurry, and silently took away the ashes.

"Hmph, it's not my fault, he made the first move." The spirit man continued to talk and laugh with his companion without changing his face.

His partner said: "Yin Feng, your dark fire has improved again, and you should have reached the fifth level of the Tibetan Realm, right? Hehe, it is enough to sweep the southern wilderness, western Xinjiang and other young masters with such skill. However, those barbarians sit in the sky and think that they are the best in their own small area, so they really think that the world can go. It's really ridiculous!"

What this person said immediately changed the color of many people on the ninth floor, and naturally there were experts from Nanhuang among them. Yan Qingcheng came to Yindu together on the road with Qilao.

"They are too arrogant!" Even though Yan Qingcheng was a woman, she was very angry.

Zilao, a beautiful blue-haired man, shook his head and said, "These people are really strong, so don't pay attention to them."

And in another private room, Yu Wenfeng, a wild beast in the Southern Wilderness, was also gnashing his teeth, and two terrifying rays of light shot out from his cold eyes.

"Why do I feel that someone is cursing us?" One of the descendants of the aristocratic family looked at Yu Wenfeng's private room and said to himself: "Don't sit on the sidelines and look at the sky, you can rule the roost in your place, but when you come to Zhongtu, the pride and honor you once had will be trampled down."

Yu Wenfeng hurriedly pushed the table away, walked out with big strides, and said to several people: "Okay, Nanhuang Yuwenfeng will give you a try."

But at this moment, a clerk sent a note to Yu Wenfeng, and there was only one sentence on it: Come here and tell me.

"Hmph, let's fight again later!" Yu Wenfeng walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

"Hehe, let's go, don't send it off. Someone is saving you, and they are afraid that you will die under our hands." A child from an aristocratic family beat him mercilessly: "Nanhuang...is there any master? I have never heard of it."

"No, there is one, only one."

"Oh? Are there any masters among the younger generation of Southern Wilderness?" The child of the aristocratic family smiled presumptuously.

The person next to him explained: "Yes, there is indeed only one, but most of them are dead."

"There is only one person named Xiao Chen, and the rest are mediocre. It's just that Xiao Chen seems to be a short-lived ghost. If there is no accident, he may have been dead for three years."

"Oh, I remembered. The Heavenly Emperor City was bleeding overnight three years ago. This person is still a character. If he is still alive, he may be able to fight against the masters of our Yin Capital. Other than that, there is no one else. It's sad, the majestic Southern Wilderness Emperor City..."

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