303. Return to the Nether

In the cracks in the ground, the light loomed, and Lingyu searched carefully and found the location of the spatial node.

The human world is grand, and there are tens of thousands of worlds with complete derivation, and even more small worlds with incomplete evolution. The Buddhist scriptures say that a thousand small worlds are a small thousand worlds, a thousand small worlds are one thousand worlds, and a thousand thousand worlds are one thousand worlds. This statement is not correct, because the person who wrote the sutra has never seen many worlds and does not know the principle of it. In fact, the large and small, the number of more and less, is not the classification method of the small world and the large world, but the completeness of the laws of heaven and earth.

A complete world, with perfect laws of heaven and earth, the rotation of the sun and the moon, the circulation of vitality, and its own system. The small world, on the other hand, is not completely evolved and cannot exist independently, but can only be attached to the world.

The passage connecting the big world and the small world is the space node.

It is also possible for the small world to evolve into the big world, in which case, the spatial nodes will be broken, so as to break away from the dependent world, as if the melon is ripe, and become an independent world.

Lingyu found the white space node in the crack, and threw herself into it without hesitation.

The white light covered his body, and in the spatial node, he was surrounded by the power of Yuan Magnetism, and he felt a slight vibration. This feeling is very similar to using a teleportation array, which is a space-type spell.

In just an instant, the white light covering his body dissipated, and Lingyu was already standing in the volcanic path where the magma had dried up.

When I left this small world, it happened to be a volcanic eruption, and the passage here was baptized by magma. Now all that remains is the dry rock face. Condensed volcanic crystals.

Here it is. Lingyu remembered Ding Huaqing, Meng Xuefeng, and Han Funing who died here. The first two are enough, if it weren't for Han Funing, she wouldn't have been able to step into the upper realm early, and it would be impossible for her to have today's achievements.

Han Funing left a deep impression on her, he was the first person to make her realize how firm her belief was required to embark on the immortal road, not afraid of hardship, not afraid of life. But that's it. He still couldn't go on.

Lingyu stood at the place where he was killed, trying to find traces of the past. Back then, she didn't see Han Funing being swallowed by magma, and there was still hope in her heart that Han Funing was not dead, he was still alive.

However, the volcanic magma was so hot that Ding Huaqing and Meng Xuefeng, who died here in the past, were all melted cleanly, leaving no ashes at all.

Lingyu sighed in disappointment and turned into a retreat. Jump out of a narrow passage to the volcano and fall outside the volcano.

Compared to more than a hundred years ago. There is no difference here, except that the volcano has fallen silent and the air is much cleaner.

Lingyu stood by the lake leading to the misty ferry, when the volcano erupted, the lake was drained, revealing the passage, and now the passage is still there, but it is flooded by the lake.

Stretching out his fingers a little, the light lit up on his fingertips, and slowly painted into a mysterious and wonderful blue-blue magic circle.

"Go!" Lingyu snorted softly, and the circle broke away from her fingers and submerged into the lake.

The lake mixed with volcanic ash was instantly drained, and the circle spun and thrust forward.

With a few muffled sounds, the original passage was broken open and expanded by the magic circle, and the water gushed out again

This leads to the Misty Ferry, where the two are connected, as is the current. The spirit jade cuffs moved, and the Qing Ying Sword flew out and landed in her hand.

The sword light kept flashing, and one after another sword qi flew out and landed at the bottom of the lake.

The sound was deafening, the light flickered, and the fog rose. When the dust settled, what appeared in front of me was a different scene.

The entire bottom of the lake was broken, and the rocks of the Misty Ferry were all shattered, and the original whirlpool was no longer there, the water receded, and the entire river of the Misty Ferry surged until it reached equilibrium again.

Lingyu sighed, swept away the volcanic ash from her body with a wave of her sleeve, and jumped to the bottom of the lake. The newly opened passage went up diagonally, but it was only about ten feet, and then it reached the other end, stepping on the bank of the misty ferry.

Originally, if you wanted to enter the volcanic space, you had to sail to the vortex at the foggy ferry and then take the passage to the bottom of the lake. She had just made a drastic rectification, and cut off all the rocks separated by two places, and led directly to the shore, and then she would take this road again, which would be a smooth road, and there would be no more danger.

For the Lingyu in the past, the misty ferry and the demon beasts in the river were extremely dangerous existences, but today they are not worth mentioning.

She turned into a sword light, swept through the entire fairyland, and went straight to the entrance.

……

"Master, how long are we going to stay here?" At the entrance of the Antarctic Wonderland, a Taoist boy asked.

On the platform, an old Taoist priest with a white beard sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and said lightly: "When you can go back, you will naturally go back." ”

Dao Tong was indignant: "Why do you always let us stay here? You can't cultivate here, and you can't enter the fairy realm, so you can only waste your time in vain. ”

After waiting for a long time, without waiting for an answer, Dao Tong couldn't help but ask, "Master, aren't you angry?" ”

"What about being angry?" The old Taoist priest did not move, "Now that our Xuanyuan view is weak, it is no wonder that others are oppressing." ”

Dao Tong was silent. More than 100 years ago, the Antarctic Tianzhu Mountain cracked, and the meta-magnetic storm in the void would blow in from the South Pole, and at that time, the whole world would be gone. The Three Great Views organized people to enter the fairyland to find a passage to the upper realm, in case the Heavenly Pillar could not be repaired and the way to survive was cut off. After that, the heavens and the earth shook in the immortal realm, and the heavenly pillars displaced, blocking the crack, and some of the disciples came out of the immortal realm, and the other part stayed in it forever.

Xuanyuanguan suffered a huge loss in this matter, and the most promising Funing Master who had the most hope of achieving consummation was killed in it, and then Xuanyuanguan was much worse than before.

The fairyland was resealed, and the aftermath of the Yuan Magnet that came in from the rift failed to dissipate, and protecting the Antarctic Wonderland became a chore. Since then, Xuanyuanguan has almost taken the turn of this errand every time, if it weren't for the master's cultivation to reach the tenth layer and take over the class of the former elder Fenglao, I am afraid that Xuanyuanguan has been eliminated from the ranks of the Three Great Dao Views.

Alas! Dao Tong is listless. Originally, the master said that he could not come with him, but as a little disciple who was served by the master, how could he let the master stay alone in Antarctica! I don't know how long it will take to get out of this hellish place......

Just thinking about it, Dao Tong felt as if something had flashed at the entrance of the fairyland, and he hurriedly rubbed his eyes.

Then, his eyes opened, stared straight at the entrance of the fairyland, and reached out to pull the sleeve of the old Taoist priest: "Master, Master......"

The old Taoist priest is as steady as a mountain: "Don't make a fuss, although you can't absorb aura here, you can cultivate your state of mind, and you can't waste time." ”

Where could Dao Tong listen, he still pulled his sleeve, and his voice trembled like words: "Master, there is ...... Someone ......"

"What?" The old Taoist priest finally sensed the abnormality and opened his eyes.

Dao Tong pointed to the entrance of the fairyland, and with the other hand, he couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth, and said: "Fairyland, there are people in the fairyland......"

As soon as his voice fell, the old Taoist priest turned his eyes strangely, only to see that entering the cave of the fairyland, a white shadow swept by, and a girl dressed in white jumped out.

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but look at the entrance of the fairyland, where the seal was still flickering and was not touched at all.

Then, he looked up at the girl standing in front of him, and the other party's face came into view, and his calm and waveless face slowly rippled, surprised, delighted, and suspicious, as if he had knocked over a five-flavor bottle.

is still handsome, a little more calm and calm than in memory, half a bundle of green silk, elegant white clothes, and the temperament is very different, but the appearance has not changed by half a point.

He slowly recalled the name in his memory, and called out with some hesitation: "Cheng ...... Senior Sister Cheng? ”

Lingyu looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him, and when he heard his slightly dry name, his brows furrowed slightly: "You ......"

She also thought that when she returned to the Netherworld, she would not have any more old friends. For more than a hundred years, mortals have been reincarnated in two lifetimes, even if they are monks, no one in the nether realm can build a foundation, and how few people have lived to be more than a hundred years old.

However, the old Taoist priest in front of him accurately called out her surname.

With dry skin, drooping eyes, and snow-white hair, he is a very ordinary old Taoist priest, and he can't see any traces of the past. When I left, those brothers and sisters were still teenagers, and it was really difficult to find traces of teenagers from an old man with goosebumps.

"Are you really Senior Sister Cheng?" The old Taoist priest became excited, "Everyone said that you fell into the fairyland, why did you ......?"

Hearing this, Lingyu was finally convinced that this old Taoist priest was really her former classmate.

"Who are you?" She asked bluntly.

"I'm Zhang Qingshu!" The old Taoist priest stood up and excitedly brushed his hair, "Don't you recognize it?" ”

After saying this, he realized that his appearance was indeed unrecognizable, and he sighed: "You naturally can't recognize my appearance." ”

Zhang ...... Senior Brother Zhang? Lingyu swept over him and sighed to himself, for more than a hundred years, the young man who was beautiful and likable had become like this. His cultivation has reached the tenth level of Qi refining, and he is only a line away from consummation, but unfortunately he is too old, and I am afraid that he will never be able to step through this line.

"Senior Sister Cheng......" The excitement of the first meeting was temporarily suppressed, and Zhang Qingshu only felt the breath on Lingyu's body at this time, which was extremely powerful, like a mountain, like an ocean. In front of her, it was as if she had become very small, like an ant. How so? What did Senior Sister Cheng encounter in Wonderland? They all said that the people who stayed inside probably met the eruption and fell into it. Uncle Han, Senior Sister Cheng, Senior Sister Ding, Senior Brother Meng and Senior Brother Luo, none of them came out......

Could it be that they had another adventure, and they didn't die?

With this thought, Zhang Qingshu couldn't help but be excited. He is now one of the top monks in this world, taking over the position of Feng Lao, and even he can't sense Senior Sister Cheng's cultivation, does it mean that she has reached the legendary foundation building?

Xuanyuanguan is saved, and he won't have to be bullied anymore in the future.

Seeing the old man, Zhang Qingshu, who was already very excited, thought of this and burst into tears. (To be continued......)