This worship, An Yun worships the old man.

This powerful ancient cultivator who existed in ancient times has cultivated into an ancient saint who has advanced to the realm of saints, has fought to the death against foreign races, and his own will can be on a par with the way of heaven. But for the sake of all creatures in this world, he is willing to turn into dust, obsessively guarding this island for thousands of years.

And now, his remnant soul has finally disappeared and returned to the cycle of heaven and earth. His life is close to eternal life, this kind of eternal life is too cruel and ruthless, and there is no joy of eternal life at all.

In any case, the old man is great, and he can be called the guardian of the monastic world and even this heaven and earth.

An Yun sighed in his heart, the ancient monks, aren't they all such wise and brave people? What is their way? He was willing to give up the temptation of immortality in the broken void for the sake of those weak creatures, and he was silent in this unknown corner, the invasion of the outside world.

An Yun has long been accustomed to the fact that in the cultivation world, he deceives the weak and eats the strong, if he is not strong, he should die, and if he is not strong, he should be killed. And those mortal and mediocre creatures are like ants in the eyes of the monks, killing and scraping at will, without the slightest power to resist. If it weren't for the fact that there would be no successors in the monastic realm, and the monastic realm had explicitly ordered that it should not interfere with the mortal world at will, I am afraid that most of the mortals now would have become slaves of grooming.

She grew up in such a monastic environment, and walked on the path of the strong step by step, seeing more and experiencing more, and her heart became selfish and indifferent, and her personality was cunning and ruthless. After being reborn, along the way, her personality began to slowly change and became gradually humane.

It's just that. She still couldn't understand the feelings of the ancient monks who sacrificed their lives for righteousness and sacrificed themselves to save others.

Saints? Is this a saint?

No wonder to call the saint realm, it turns out that you need to have the heart of a saint to have the opportunity to become holy. No wonder there were those gods, demons, demons and demons in ancient times, but human beings forcibly drove these extremely powerful races from the outside world out of the Qingyin Yue Hengtian, if human beings do not have the corresponding strength of the saints, how can they do this?

In ancient times, there were many peak powerhouses in the Tribulation Period, but I never heard of anyone who advanced to the realm of saints. The reason is extremely simple, the concept of the monastic world has changed, people's hearts are not ancient, and everyone is selfish, cruel and ruthless. It can be called the collapse of the Dao Foundation. Without the heart of a saint. How can we achieve the realm of sainthood?

Since time immemorial, saints have perished!

An Yun didn't know that he had seen such a sentence in that ancient book, but he didn't understand it until this moment. Only then did he understand the deep meaning of his words.

"Chirp."

An Yun's emotion was quickly interrupted by the bearded macaque that jumped onto her shoulder. The bearded macaque's sparkling eyes stared at her unblinking. There was an urgent glint in the eyes.

"It's finished." An Yun smiled, stood up, and moved his body.

"Chirp. Chirp...... "The whiskered macaque jumped down happily and landed on the back of Bai Xue on the ground, chirping in Bai Xue's ear and talking non-stop, and I don't know how they communicate with each other.

An Yun's divine consciousness moved, covering the five fields like a continuous river, because in the ancient times of the mouthful of blood on the tip of the tongue in the Vientiane Realm, she had already completed the ritual of handing over the ownership of the Chaos Shuttle with the old man. With the old man's remnant soul vanishing, she was now the Lord of the Chaos Shuttle.

As soon as her consciousness moved, she clearly felt that the five fields had a mysterious connection with her, she could clearly feel the vicissitudes of the five fields, feel the powerful and terrifying power exuded by the five fields, and even more could feel that the five fields were entangled by a stream of black dead air, constantly eroded by dead air.

But it's just about being able to feel it!

The Chaos Shuttle is too powerful, the magic weapon is too high-level, and it is originally the property of the ancient giant witch clan, and the people of the foreign race cannot completely control it. The old man of the barberry used the cultivation of the saint realm to stimulate most of the supernatural powers of the Chaos Shuttle, and An Yun couldn't even do it.

An Yun's face turned pale as snow in an instant, and his huge divine sense was retracted, only to feel dizzy for a while, the qi and blood in the dantian in his body were churning, and his spiritual power was completely exhausted in a breath.

She wasn't surprised, because it meant that the Chaos Shuttle was far more powerful than she had imagined.

In addition to the ancient treasure of the exquisite splendid platform, An Yun's whole body magic weapon is the thirteenth-order Ming Muscle Snow with the highest middle level. And after Ming Jixue and her confessed to the master, she could barely refine and urge, although she couldn't use the magic power on Ming Jixue.

This Chaos Shuttle is indeed worthy of being the treasure of the ancient giant witch clan, if she can exert one percent of the power of the Chaos Shuttle, she should be able to run rampant in this world. Not now, though.

An Yun's beating heart slowly calmed down, and his excited mood cooled down, the top priority was to improve his cultivation strength, otherwise no matter how powerful the magic weapon was, it would be just a waste.

Speaking of improving his strength, An Yun's gaze gradually fell into the distance, falling in the dense dark forest.

……

On the outskirts of the dark forest near the village, a fiery red shadow rolled and jumped flexibly on dozens of ghost trees, and black demon vines swooped down on the red shadow like a spirit snake, but the red shadow narrowly avoided it. It really can't be avoided, and the fiery red figure will temporarily stop, spew out a mouthful of Tiangang fire, and temporarily force back the approaching demon vine.

Under the fiery red figure, there was another white figure running quickly in the dark forest, and behind the white figure was a three-eyed thunder leopard covered in pitch black. Looking at the Netherworld Death Qi in the eyes of that thunder leopard, it was obvious that it had been eroded by the Netherworld Qi and transformed into a Netherworld Demon Beast. The eyes on the forehead of the three-eyed thunderstorm kept emitting jet-black thunder light towards Bai Xue, but Bai Xue dodged it with the help of the ghost tree. The jet-black thunder light shone on those black rattans, and instantly split several tough black rattans.

Bai Xue had black pupils in her mouth so that she could not be attacked by the black rattans and those ghost flowers, and at the same time, she used the ghost tree to block the jet-black thunder light attack of the three-eyed thunder leopard. However, its condition was becoming more and more dangerous, and its snow-white tail had been split into a sheet of charcoal.

Seeing that Bai Xue's situation was critical, the bearded macaque led dozens of snake-like black rattans behind him to fall behind Bai Xue, and the jet-black thunder that shot at Bai Xue split on dozens of black rattans, blocking Bai Xue for a moment. Seeing that the two cooperate so tacitly, it is obvious that this situation has been experienced thousands of times.

The bearded macaque jumped up again, carrying the black rattan around it in a circle, but did not leave within a radius of ten zhang. It had to make sure that it attracted most of the black rattans in a radius of ten zhang to itself, otherwise these black rattans would attack An Yun who was taking fruits. (To be continued......)