In Li Chang'an's thoughts, or in the minds of all Martial Extreme Realm cultivators, it was very difficult to enter the Immortal Realm.

Just like those ancient emperors in the past, one after another fell on the road of pursuing immortal fate, and the only thing Li Changan knew was Jian Changqing.

Of course, it doesn't count if the Martial Pole Law Minister mentioned the Soul Heavenly Emperor.

Since it is so difficult to get out, it must not be easy to get in.

But the appearance of a thought of emptiness seems to be breaking cognition.

A thought is empty, the Buddha ring is coming, and the Buddha sword is coming.

After the establishment of the Vault Pagoda, a large number of people in the Buddha country were sent down.

It seems that all of a sudden it is simpler.

Li Changan's thought of killing was very simple, but what he said was not ignored.

At the very least, if a thought is empty, he is indeed capable of doing it.

Wu Ji Faxiang stretched out his hand and waved to shield outsiders, and then sighed: "It is indeed possible." ”

"A complete world, even people in the fairy realm can't enter, but the old man has been traumatized several times, so there are loopholes, so that the people above can seize the flaws and get in. ”

"The appearance of the forbidden area, visitors from outside the world, are all for this reason.

The little monk has already found my flaw, and if you can come in once, you can naturally come in a second time.

Moreover, because of the loss of thirty percent of his luck this time, the old man must devote more effort to maintain it and not let the forbidden area expand.

In such a case, the previous rules will be shattered. ”

Li Changan frowned, and he didn't understand very well.

"What do you mean by what your predecessors say?"

The old man raised his eyes and said: "That is to say, from this moment on, the rules of the Martial Pole Realm have changed, and they are no longer the same as before, the people above can only go to the Venerable Realm, they may go to the Emperor Realm, or they may be stronger, and the specific old man is not sure now, I have to wait until I suppress the forbidden area to know how much power is left." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed a little.

If it's just the Venerable level, no matter how many people come down from the Void Sect at the thought of it, with the Bitter Sword Venerable in charge, it won't work.

But if it is the Emperor Realm, or even the immortals, it is really hard to say that it can resist with only the Bitter Sword Venerable.

Li Changan looked at the void from afar, and suddenly remembered what Lin Yaxuan had said.

The catastrophe is coming!

Three years have passed, and now there are less than nine months left.

As soon as the thought came to nothing, he said that within a year, he would make a comeback.

The coincidence of time made Li Changan have to give birth to a thought.

Perhaps, they were all wrong before.

The catastrophe that Lin Yaxuan said did not mean the abnormal movement of the forbidden area.

Rather, a thought is empty!

"Is it meant to be?"

Thinking that as early as decades ago, King Jizo had calculated that there would be such a day, Li Changan felt more and more that King Jizo was really the most terrifying person he had ever seen.

"It's useless to think too much, just get ready, and let the rest be. ”

Bitter Sword Venerable spoke comfortingly.

Compared with the worries of Li Changan and others, her thoughts are slightly different.

The catastrophe was coming, and instead of feeling worried, Bitter Sword Venerable had some expectations.

Perhaps, when the time comes, I will be able to solve all the doubts in my heart, right?

Will the ethereal immortal also come?

Wu Ji Faxiang didn't stay long and left quickly.

The enchantment dispersed, and Li Changan saw that those cultivators on the periphery were all watching him.

The three percent of the Martial Pole Realm lost their luck, and they all heard about it.

For a while, the ideas were different.

There are those who try their best to suppress the anger in their hearts, and there are those who grit their teeth and want to devour Li Chang'an alive.

But many more are calm.

The loss of luck is a big deal, but the one who has the greatest impact is definitely not the people in the world.

In other words, it has nothing to do with them, only with future generations.

When embarking on the path of cultivation, no one dares to say that they will be able to die well, let alone future generations.

In that case, what will happen to the Hereafter, and what does it matter?

If people do not do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed.

Facts have proved that the vast majority of people, like Li Changan, are selfish.

No one questioned out loud, and Li Changan didn't bother to explain anything to them, what he did was done, and it was so.

Putting away the Qiankun ring that had fallen into emptiness, Li Changan waved his hand and led his subordinates back to the world.

......

More than a month has passed since the Wuji Fruit incident in the Western Desert, and the Wuji Fruit is a void, made up in the world, and the thought of becoming an empty body and dying will disappear, and the luck of the Wuji Realm will be lost by thirty percent.

These news also slowly spread out, setting off a lot of waves.

Many people know that Li Changan has done something that has harmed thousands of years, just because he killed a thought into nothingness, maybe the Wuji Realm will be much weaker in the future.

After 10,000 years, it is estimated that the number of great cultivators such as the Supreme Power will be directly halved.

Many people scolded Li Changan in their hearts, but they were afraid of the strength of the world, and they dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, but they were aggrieved.

Fortunately, they didn't know about the Great Tribulation, if they knew that because Li Changan killed Yinian Chengkong clone, the Wuji Realm might soon be attacked by the Immortal Domain, and I am afraid that the Five Domains would hate the world to the bone.

What happened to the outside world, Li Changan didn't care at all.

Since returning from the Western Desert, Li Changan has entered a state of retreat.

In the last few months, he wanted to raise his cultivation to the next level, if he could rush to the Holy Lord Realm, that is, the Sevenfold Supreme Realm, then he would be a little more sure of facing the Great Tribulation.

In a few months, breaking through from the fifth level of the Supreme Realm to the seventh level is like a whimsical to ordinary people.

But here Li Changan is not completely hopeless.

Because, he has a half-colored stone!

I have already experienced the mysteries of this colored stone in the Vault Pagoda, just like a cheating device for cultivation, meditating for one night, compared to a normal year of cultivation.

With the assistance of this strange thing, Li Changan broke through the Holy Lord Realm in a few months, and there was still little hope, but it was possible.

At the same time, he also wanted to study the Heavenly Fortune Chessboard with a good thought.

With a thought of being empty and controlling the heavenly fortune chessboard, the self-healing ability, he saw with his own eyes, was terrifying.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is like an immortal body!

If he can also control the Heavenly Fortune Chessboard, this will definitely be a great improvement for Li Changan.

At the very least, the ability to save life is invincible!

The idea is good, but unfortunately, things are going a little unsatisfactorily.

Li Changan studied for more than ten days, tried all kinds of methods, but he was never able to control the Heavenly Fortune Chessboard.

This thing, like an artifact in Yi Niancheng's empty hand, is now in his hands, like a waste product, and it is too much to occupy space when thrown in the Qiankun ring.

Unable to find the key, Li Changan had no choice but to give up and focus on cultivation.

East China Sea.

At the boundary of Bosa Prefecture, there is a scenery called Yunlan Mountain.

This mountain is towering into the clouds, perennial clouds and mist, looking up from the foot of the mountain, as if half stretched out of the sky.

Because of this, Yunlan Mountain is called Yunlan Immortal Mountain by many people.

The scenery of Yunlan Mountain is unique, but unfortunately it is located in the East China Sea, and there are all ruthless people here, and there is not much interest in these things, and the number of people who come here every day is very limited.

Many people say that if Yunlan Mountain is placed in Zhongzhou, it will definitely be respected as a holy mountain by Qiankun Temple, and they will write poems and paintings every day and write all the words of praise.

However, it was born in the wrong place.

On this day, before the morning sun rose, a person came at the foot of Yunlan Mountain.

The person who came was not very old, looked like a teenager, and had some stubble on his face, which looked a little vicissitudes.

Carrying a long sword, he was dressed in white and yellow, and he hadn't changed it for many years.

Of course, these are not the most striking, and the most noteworthy is that this teenager, one-armed.

Standing at the foot of Yunlan Mountain, the young man looked up.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, picked up a piece of firewood at his feet, and walked towards the mountain.

Occasionally, when someone comes down from the mountain and sees the young man like this, they think that he is not very good at his brain, and the long sword behind his back must be better than the firewood.

The boy didn't know what they were thinking, but he never thought of the sword behind his back.

He didn't know where the sword came from, and since he was conscious, he had carried it behind him, as if a thought was telling him.

Even if it is dead, it must not be touched.

Step by step, the young man was like a mortal, climbing very hard, and the large rise and fall of his chest showed that he was very tired, but strangely, there was not a drop of sweat on his forehead.

For cultivators, Yunlan Mountain can reach the top of the mountain with a slight movement, but for mortals who have no spiritual power, it is definitely not an easy task to reach the top of the mountain.

The young man has no spiritual power in his body, and obviously belongs to the latter.

This Yunlan Mountain is a moat that is difficult to cross.

However, the boy didn't seem to know this, and he didn't have any idea except to bury his head in climbing the mountain.

If you can't go up one day, then stay overnight in the mountains and continue climbing the next day.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Some cultivators who often come here find that the young man is still there.

Looking at his location, he had just reached about a quarter of the height of Yunlan Mountain, and it would take at least half a month to go up.

"Hey, that kid, what are you doing as a mortal on Yunlan Mountain?" Something good Demon Xiu couldn't help but ask curiously.

The boy was also stunned, and thought about it carefully, yes, why did I climb this mountain?

After thinking about it for a long time, a thought suddenly told him the answer.

"I heard that there are immortals on this immortal mountain, I want to go and see, what is the difference between immortals and me?"

Hearing the young man's answer, the questioning demon cultivator smiled.

Immortals are too ethereal in the martial arts realm, but no matter which realm you can hear, you can hear some legends, where there are immortals.

However, it's all made up.

This kid, it is estimated that he heard the rumor that there are immortals on Yunlan Mountain, so he made such a brainless move.

"Don't hide it, I'm an immortal, this immortal is happy today, use my great powers, take you to the top of the mountain to see how about it?"

The boy looked up, and although he didn't know why, he was very sure that this guy was lying to him.

Immediately replied shyly: "Thank you for the kindness of the immortals, but I heard that seeking immortals should be sincere, so I won't trouble the immortals." ”

I finally wanted to tease him, but I didn't appreciate it, and Mo Xiu was a little dissatisfied.

He snorted angrily and was about to make a move, but he saw that the young man was shocked back by him, and he fell out directly for dozens of feet, with an embarrassed face.

Seeing that he was as weak as a chicken, the demon cultivator was also happy, his anger gradually dissipated, and he left laughing, not wanting to waste time with him.

It wasn't until the demon cultivator had been gone for a long time that the boy got up from the ground, and regardless of the dust on his body, as if nothing had happened, he continued to climb the mountain.

Half Moon, January ......

Soon, three months passed, and the boy finally got his wish to the top of the mountain.

Looking around, this mountain top is like a millstone, and the area is not small.

What's even more bizarre is that there are still many houses where people live here.

The other cultivators didn't care about it, some liked to fight, some liked to travel, and there were a few great powers who lived in seclusion here, nothing surprising, they were all used to it.

The boy didn't know about this, and politely visited several houses but didn't find anyone.

When he was about to give up, he finally met an old man who was painting in the last thatched hut.

"Excuse me, are you an immortal?"

The young man spoke amazingly, like a stunned person.

The old man looked up in amazement, and then smiled: "Well, so to speak. ”

also claimed to be an immortal, but the young man felt that the old man in front of him had not lied to him, so he hurriedly asked questions.

"Immortal, how can I become an immortal like you?"

The old man put down his paintbrush, pointed to the landscape on the painting, and replied.

"Immortals and people are nothing more than one more mountain. ”

"People and mountains are companions, that is, immortals. ”