Chapter 142: The End
Han Zhonglin was lying flat on the first layer of the Rasheng Realm, staring at the energy array above.
Unlike what he saw when he first entered the Rasheng Realm, the rotation speed of the Great Array of Energy was much slower, and the lines of the red rays that flowed were much darker, indicating that the Great Array's energy had weakened.
After ten days of non-stop observation and deduction, he really got a hint of the big array.
Originally, he wanted to meditate for a few days and wait for the opportunity to get out of the Demon Palace, but the opportunity to participate in the Great Array of Energy was really rare, and Han Zhonglin finally changed his mind.
Han Zhonglin engraved the way of the operation of the energy array into his mind, and kept it for subsequent deduction and comprehension.
On the eleventh day, Han Zhonglin saw that the energy array suddenly became bright, and he sped up his speed.
"It's time to get out of the Demon Palace!"
Han Zhonglin muttered, and his figure immediately disappeared above the first-layer Biological Circle Platform, and fell towards the eighteenth-layer Biological Realm Round Platform.
Falling to the eighteenth layer of the Birth Realm, Han Zhonglin's gaze fell directly on the round platform, and he saw nine white pillars of light lit up on the round platform.
Han Zhonglin's figure flashed, and he swept directly into the area surrounded by the pillar of light.
The nine pillars of white light suddenly rotated, Han Zhonglin only felt that his pupils were white, and his body was light, and his vision switched, and he found that he was standing in the semi-circular dome space on the periphery of the Demon Palace, and a cylinder in the center of the space had been pressed down.
Turning into a streamer of light, he galloped outward, out of the dark cyan portal, and through several lava caves, Han Zhonglin found a narrow place that led to the ground.
The moment he jumped out of the crack in the ground, Han Zhonglin couldn't help but take a big breath of the breath in the secret realm, feeling an unprecedented sense of pleasure.
After choosing a direction, Han Zhonglin picked up the Cold Sky Sword and galloped away into the distance.
The ground was full of cracks and devastation, tall red molten pillars stood tall in the forest, and the power of the leylines erupted to form a unique landform.
After galloping for five days, Han Zhonglin found a simple cave in a hidden mountain range and completely sank into the cultivation to the middle.
A month later, Han Zhonglin entered the second floor of the Jindan period as he wished.
On that day, Han Zhonglin was sitting cross-legged and cultivating, when he suddenly noticed a strange spiritual power fluctuation coming from the storage bag.
Han Zhonglin took it out and looked at it, but it was a yellow token, and the token of life and death emitted a soft white light.
"Is the three-year trial of the Divine Wind Secret Realm finally coming to an end?"
Han Zhonglin's heart was full of mixed feelings for a while, mixed with some longing in melancholy, and mixed with some eagerness in calm.
Slowly walking out of the cave, stepping on the void and climbing the steps, Han Zhonglin injected the essence into the life and death order, and the life and death order shone brightly after a while.
Suddenly looking up at the clear sky, Han Zhonglin was stunned to find that a black dot appeared in the sky at some point, only to see that the black dot gradually enlarged, forming a gray vortex.
Han Zhonglin really felt that the dark vortex had a lot of suction on the life and death order in his hand.
"The Order of Life and Death is really magical!"
The figure jumped towards the gray whirlpool, and the suction in the whirlpool continued to increase, and Han Zhonglin plunged headlong into the whirlpool.
At the same time, whirlpool visions continued to emerge in the vast and vast realm of kamikaze.
The discomfort when shuttling through the space hit again, and Han Zhonglin held his breath and calmly coped with it.
About a quarter of an hour later, a light appeared at the end of the gray passage.
When Han Zhonglin opened his eyes again, he found that under his feet was the huge dome space that launched the Nine Turns Time and Space Great Array, and there were eight monks standing beside him, one of whom was looking in four directions for unknown reasons, wasn't it the Xuanyi man who had a two-sided relationship?
When the Xuanyi man saw Han Zhonglin with a silver mask, he was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of joy.
"Leave the large array area as soon as possible, and you can go to the assessment office to check the spirit of the demon beast and receive the reward with the life and death order!"
A majestic voice suddenly sounded, as if it was striking in his head, causing Han Zhonglin to be shocked.
The nine monks dared to slack off, walked out of the area surrounded by three silver giant pillars, and each walked towards the faint light channel above the formation curtain.
"Daoyou and slow, below is Luo Liangyu from the Eastern Xiuzhen Domain Giant Spirit Sect, congratulations to Daoyou for advancing to Jindan Yuanying in sight. But it is not easy for Jindan monks to break through the Yuan Infant Period, Luo has a plan to help Daoyou advance to the Yuan Infant Stage within ten years, if Daoyou is interested, please have a meeting in the Wind and Rain Hall in Beixing City in three days. ”
A secret whisper suddenly entered his ears, and Han Zhonglin looked around suspiciously, and saw the figure of Xuanyi not far away.
"It's him, it's just a pity that the name of Liangyu is gone!" Han Zhonglin couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
Retracting his gaze, he walked out of the passage for hundreds of zhang and came to a bright area, where he saw a young monk of the Jindan stage waiting.
"Congratulations to Daoyou for successfully getting out of the customs, please return the life and death order, and there will be a demon beast for Daoyou and a reward!"
"It's hard work!" Han Zhonglin bowed slightly, and handed the life and death order to the young monk.
The young monk's palms reflected a light, and after brushing the life and death token, he said, "Daoist friends have captured twelve demon beast spirits, with a total of sixty battle merits. ”
I saw the young monk's palm flip, took out a delicate jade card and said: "At this moment, it is a kamikaze card, and the battle exploits of Daoist friends have been recorded in it, and Daoist friends can exchange them for equivalent items in any store in the Five Alliances!"
As soon as Han Zhonglin took the jade card, he was surprised to find that the bright area suddenly disappeared, and the faint light channel appeared again.
After continuing to walk along the passage for hundreds of feet, Han Zhonglin took off his mask and walked out of the curtain to the extremely clean square, and there was a commotion in his ears.
At such a momentous moment as the end of the Divine Wind Secret Realm, all sects and sects had already been waiting in the square early, and all sects couldn't help but cheer when they saw their disciples walking out of the formation.
After looking around, Han Zhonglin saw the position of the Lost Immortal Sect monk, so he walked straight over.
Walking in front of the white-robed old man in the white robe and the middle-aged monk in the green shirt, he was just about to give a deep salute, and he felt held up by an invisible force.
"Dragon Scales has seen two ancestors, and I have seen all of you!" Han Zhonglin saluted.
The moon-white-robed Lanling Daoist stepped forward, grabbed Han Zhonglin's shoulders and looked at them carefully, unable to hide his excited expression.
"Good boy, you have actually advanced to the second layer of the Jindan stage!"
Qing Yu Zhenren stood aside and smiled silently, his eyes were also full of joy.
Han Zhonglin greeted seven fellow disciples one by one, including Long Tai and Sikong Yue, and noticed that in just three years, each promoted monk had shed his former youth and become much more stable.
To Han Zhonglin's surprise, Ling Hu, who was still indifferent and withdrawn, had already advanced to the Jindan stage, and the six of them were all at the peak of the foundation building stage, and they were only one step away from advancing to the Jindan stage.
"It seems that neither of them has slackened at all!" Han Zhonglin said secretly.
Half a quarter of an hour later, he saw a figure walking out of the formation passage, and two cold lights flashed in Han Zhonglin's eyes.
Tie Xuan came to the monks, and also stood aside after saluting with the two ancestors and the same sect. When Tie Xuan's gaze swept over Han Zhonglin, he was obviously a little stunned.
Not long after Tie Xuan, Han Zhonglin saw a purple-clothed figure walking out of the passage, but it was the Five Elements Sect Zongming.
A quarter of an hour later, when a silver-haired monk walked out of the passage, several monks of the Lost Immortal Sect couldn't help but cheer.
The silver-haired monk was none other than Lei Ming, the first young monk of the Lost Immortal Sect!