World of Immortals

The word "嗡" was pronounced, and hundreds of masters were wiped out, shocking the world, and strong people from all sides gathered here.

The Hu family even dispatched a large number of masters to besiege the small mountain village. Hai Yunxue pretended to be crazy, and Xiao Chen slaughtered Hai Fanyun in front of her. This was completely trampling on the soul and dignity of her and the Hu family.

However, Xiao Chen sat quietly on the yellow mud platform, practicing profound skills hard, let the wind and snow invade, and remained motionless, as if he had already been petrified, ignoring everything outside.

It was the first time to use the original octave. After the First World War, Xiao Chen realized it calmly. The Tianyin of the word "嗡" penetrated into his mind, and it matched his soul, and he realized more true meaning.

The snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, the sky and the earth are covered with silver, and Xiao Chen is once again submerged by the goose-feather snow. The ancient sounds in the Huangni Terrace resound together, and the eight tones move, sometimes like a rough battle song, sometimes like that soft and beautiful movement, unpredictable and difficult to figure out.

Xiao Chen and the Huangni platform were completely covered by heavy snow, and only a figure could be seen sitting cross-legged on the platform.

Hai Yunxue was extremely angry, her willow eyebrows stood on end, her phoenix eyes were wide open, her beautiful face was full of murderous intent, and evil spirits emerged in her eyes, but she couldn't do anything to Xiao Chen at all, watching the big enemy cultivating quietly there.

Fang Tianqi, who was crowned king at Mount Tai, was originally one of the ten strongest young masters in the cultivation world, and now he is even more famous and famous all over the world. After learning of his younger brother's death, he led a large number of masters to arrive.

Ye Tian, ​​also one of the ten strongest young masters in the cultivation world, was crowned king in Mount Hua. His sister Ye Jun was destroyed by Xiao Chen, so he led many masters to arrive at the first time.

For three days, masters from all directions moved after hearing the news.

It is said that famous young masters Zhao Chongyang, Xue Wu, Meng Xi Nian, and Cang Hai also came outside the ancient village, but no one knew where they were hiding. Those who can win the title of king and aspire to the top are naturally the most outstanding people of the same generation, and they all want to see how Xiao Chen kills hundreds of people in an instant.

Naturally, some elders also arrived. Not to mention the masters sent by major forces such as Sun Sect, Interpretation, and Intervention, they are all extraordinary people.

It's just that for the past three days, Xiao Chen ignored them, his body was like a haggard tree, and he fell into dead silence. His heart is peaceful, the mysterious method of the Tianbei emerges in his heart, the original eight-tone wheel rings in his ears, and the pores of his body overflow with traces of energy, which slowly flows on the surface of his body. He and the outside world are as natural as they are, gradually becoming one.

The so-called harmony between man and nature is slowly manifested at this moment.

There were cultivators outside who keenly sensed his state, which immediately made Fang Tianqi, Ye Tian and others extremely annoyed. Others were standing in the snow, but he was practicing like no one else, which was annoying and hateful.

On the fourth day, Xiao Chen finally woke up, the ice and snow outside his body shattered and fell down.

At this moment, the heavy snow finally stopped, and the morning glow fell down, reflecting the white snow crystals. This is a jade-like snow-white world.

Seeing the shadows of people in the forest outside the village, and many masters, Xiao Chen stood up. When he saw Hai Yunxue, Fang Tianqi, Ye Tian and other people who wanted to get rid of him quickly, he laughed loudly.

"Xiao Chen come out to fight." Fang Tianqi yelled outside the village. Although there was a fairy air circulating around him, it was difficult to conceal the murderous aura soaring to the sky.

Ye Tian was already wearing purple gold fairy armor, standing in the sky, a golden clock hovered in front of him, the reflected sky was bright, even the white snow on the ground seemed to be dyed with a layer of gold, he said coldly: "If you dare to come out to fight, I will bind myself and fight with you."

"What do you say? I say war is war." Xiao Chen scanned the front, and finally ignored the hostility of the crowd, turned around and walked towards the village, leaving everyone there unceremoniously.

"you……"

Some angry young cultivators glared at Xiao Chen's back, speechless with anger.

"You guys wait there, when the battle depends on my mood."

Xiao Chen's words came from the street, which immediately made the furious cultivator furious.

"Damn it, I came here just out of anger."

"If you have the guts, get out, and I will crush you with three fingers."

...

Many people cursed.

Xiao Chen ignored them, and his heart was peaceful. After three days of silent comprehension, he had a deeper understanding of the mysterious method. The ancient stele of heaven, the mark of martial arts, the original eight notes, and the seven steps against the dragon emerged in his heart one by one, and many profound meanings gradually became clear.

Walking in the snow-covered village alley, Xiao Chen's body gradually faded away, as if it would disappear at any time, and merged with the surrounding heaven and earth. Everything was so harmonious and natural, which is a typical manifestation of Xuangong's sophistication.

When he came to an ancient locust forest in the village, Xiao Chen felt a powerful wave of life. It was... a small snow-white beast. It wasn't until he entered the Nirvana realm that he truly felt how great Keke's potential was.

There is unimaginable power in that fluffy body like a little snowball.

Xiao Chen soared into the sky, like digging out a bird's nest, and pulled Keke out from the nest of spiritual grass woven among the branches of the tree.

The little guy slept soundly, curled up into a ball, and was still talking in his sleep when he was caught.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeee..." The little thing opened his big eyes in a daze, and cried out dissatisfied, as if he was blaming Xiao Chen for disturbing his dream.

With sleepy eyes, her chubby body seems to have gained weight again, with a cute and naive look. The snow-white fur that is as smooth as jade is better than Baixue, and it shone with a little jade light. It muttered to vent its dissatisfaction, and then lazily opened the Lost Paradise, pulled out a one-foot-long golden ginseng, which was as long as its body, and ate it with relish.

Xiao Chen was immediately amused, this little thing hibernated for several months, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to look for food, it was really difficult by nature. Xiao Chen landed on the ground with it, and walked towards home along the quiet street.

It is difficult to understand what happened in the village. To this day, all the villagers are still sleeping, entering the sweetest dream.

First of all, the two lolis were woken up by shaking. The first time Linglong and Tutu opened their eyes, they swept out more than a dozen rays of light, covering their heads and covering their faces, and almost knocked Keke away who couldn't dodge. They were not too vigilant.

Then, the three guys with excess energy chased and beat them noisily.

Xiao Chen looked at his parents, and began to call softly, and finally the two old people woke up, and nothing unusual happened, as if they had only slept for a while, but when they saw the white snow outside the window, they were all stunned.

Then Xiao Chen woke up some villagers, mainly the elderly, and wanted to ask if similar things had happened in the past.

"Yes, a similar thing did happen." An old man who was nearly a hundred years old, leaning on a cane tremblingly, said: "It has been countless years, and I don't know what time it was. People in our village all fell asleep for no reason. When they woke up, hundreds of thousands of years had passed in the world."

The old man slowly narrated the seemingly absurd secret, and said: "Everyone thought it was just a night's sleep, but unexpectedly learned that the dynasty has changed several times outside. But the strange thing is that everything in the village has not changed at all, even the water in the pot is still hot, and the fire in the stove has not been extinguished. Everything seems to be frozen at that moment."

A day in the middle of the cave is a thousand years in the world.

Xiao Chen was taken aback. It was really unbelievable that similar things had happened in the past. However, the awakened old people in the village were not afraid at all, but showed joy one by one.

"Old man, why are you still laughing?" Xiao Chen asked in surprise.

The oldest old man held Xiao Chen's hand mysteriously, and said: "It is said that after that time of long sleep, many of our ancestors appeared in the sky and escaped from the earth. Maybe this time..."

These old men all smiled and narrowed their eyes.

Xiao Chen was taken aback by what the old people said, and it was hard to speculate on the secrets of this so-called prehistoric ancient village.

At this time, those who were not awake were awakened. Xiao Chen hurriedly told them not to leave the village. Unexpectedly, no one panicked. After listening to the old people's words, everyone was smiling, and many young people were elated, as if they were waiting to become immortals.

Xiao Chen was quite speechless, not knowing what to say.

Instead of doing hard labor to build the Yellow River, the life of the villagers is very rich, and they are full of joy. They kill chickens and sheep, preparing to celebrate and have a belated Spring Festival.

Xiao Chen wandered around the ancient village, afraid that the villagers would not listen to the advice and walk out of the village, but he was relieved that no one would do that.

Seeing the villagers busy and smelling the fragrance of wine and meat, the cultivators in the icy and snowy place all looked uneasy, staring coldly at Xiao Chen who was turning around.

Xiao Chen's "嗡" word Tianyin came out again, which represented the power of life and death. But this time it was not killing with the power of death, but with the power of life to revitalize the flowers, plants and trees in the village, break through the snow, spit out buds, bloom flowers, and the fruit trees in front of and behind the houses all bore attractive fruits.

The jasper-like fruit trees have luxuriant branches and leaves. Among the green leaves, pink peaches, yellow persimmons, fragrant apples, and cracked pomegranates are all over the branches.

In this snow-white world, such a vibrant scene can be called a miracle. The villagers were overjoyed, and they were even more convinced that there would be immortals flying in the sky and hiding in the village.

Seeing Xiao Chen's method, the cultivators outside were taken aback. Even the immortals can't make all the vegetation in a village full of vitality in an instant, right? What kind of power is this?

They naturally don't know that this is not the reason for the level of cultivation.

Xiao Chen discovered that if he was practicing like this, he could control Tianyin and resonate his soul, and his understanding of the word "嗡" seemed to be gradually deepening.

The fresh and life-like cultivation method not only satisfies the villagers, but also condenses his cultivation base. Xiao Chen caught Ke Ke who was engaged in a "big battle" with two lolitas, and asked him to take out some fairy trees and strange flowers from the Lost Paradise.

There are many exotic flowers and trees in the Lost Paradise. Although the fruits they bear are not supernatural, compared to ordinary products, they are also rare fruits that contain rich aura. If they are shared with the villagers, they will naturally prolong their lives.

The little thing is very generous, with a swipe of the little paw, it means to take whatever you want, as much as you want. This kind of fruit is all over Lost Paradise, and Keke's appetite has long been cultivated, and she doesn't bother to eat it at all.

The only thing Keke cares about in Paradise Lost is the fruit forest in the center. It is a sacred tree transformed by the broken spiritual power of more than a dozen half-ancestors who were beaten in during the battle between the ancient gods of the Longevity Realm and the half-ancestors in the desert.

Each plant is a towering giant tree, full of green fruits. As long as he wakes up, the little guy can't wait to look at it seven times a day, hoping that this orchard will have a good harvest as soon as possible. However, these fruits seem to be immature, and they have not changed since the beginning.

In less than half a day, the original plants and trees were replaced by strange flowers and fruits, and the ancient village was full of aura, making people more convinced of the theory of becoming immortals. The children couldn't wait to climb up to pick the golden and yellow fruits.

Xiao Chen feels that planting spiritual trees really consumes energy, but it is definitely a kind of exercise. He can practice in ordinary life by silently reciting the sound of the word "嗡".

The people in the village smiled happily, while the cultivators outside the village stared angrily.

Xiao Chen didn't want to go out to fight in front of the villagers.

When noon came, something astonishing happened. The aura overflowing from the strange flowers and trees planted by Xiao Chen became more abundant, and there were rays of sunshine, and the snow at the roots was melting rapidly. The whole village seemed to be a huge living body that began to glow with vitality, not just limited to those plants and trees.

After a while, the ice and snow disappeared completely, the surface was radiant, and a faint colorful mist rose up, hazy and lingering in the whole village. Like a dream, like a fairyland, not only the villagers were surprised, but even the cultivators trapped in the periphery all changed their colors and were uncertain.

how so? Xiao Chen found it hard to understand. He once again sat on the yellow mud platform at the entrance of the village, concentrating on sensing the whole village, and found that the aura surged under the ground, communicating with the roots of those strange flowers and trees.

The strange tree connected the spiritual veins, thus turning the ancient village into a fairyland? Xiao Chen continued to concentrate on exploring the ground, and suddenly he was extremely shocked. Under the source of spiritual energy, there was a huge black shadow, which turned out to be a huge city!

Although it is using Tianyan to see through the ground, it is difficult to see clearly, vaguely, as if endless black clouds are lingering.

The ancient village really has an extraordinary history, and now Xiao Chen is finally convinced that this place is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface.

Although he didn't know how many miles underground, Xiao Chen still felt the heaviness and majesty. The shadow of the huge city exuded the breath of ancient vicissitudes, which touched his heart, and his mood fluctuated accordingly. An unimaginably powerful coercion penetrated from the ground.

At this moment, Xiao Chen was startled, it was...

Clouds and mists surged, the underground giant city loomed, and a ray of light shone into Xiao Chen's heart from the bright ancient city, which immediately made him feel like being struck by lightning, and he fell down from the yellow mud platform in shock.

Many cultivators outside the village took pleasure in other people's misfortune, thinking that Xiao Chen had gone mad during his practice.

It is difficult to perceive everything underground without the help of the yellow mud platform. Xiao Chen didn't want people outside the village to notice the abnormality, so he rushed into the village with the yellow mud platform and sat cross-legged on it again.

That point of light reached his heart from the ground again, the yellow mud platform trembled slightly, and the original ancient sounds rang together. He finally saw clearly that it turned out to be a magic lamp, which was everlasting, suspended in the ancient city, and was the only light.

It's so strange, endless years have passed, and it is actually immortal.

The original eight tones resounded in unison, sometimes bold and heroic, sometimes melodious, and finally there was only the sound of Weng character, the yellow mud platform trembled violently, and at the same time, the broken stone man in Xiao Chen's body also wavered a little.

"boom"

Tremor!

The world was shaking, Xiao Chen felt the world spinning, and then the world around him was brightly lit, and he couldn't see anything else, only the soft holy light came into his eyes.

When everything calmed down, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged on the yellow clay platform, and a magic lamp quietly hovered beside his left shoulder, as if illuminating his way forward.

Like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood, after endless years, the ancient lamp is always bright.

The flickering lights reflected on the yellow mud platform, making Xiao Chen seem to be condensed with them.