Shandan clenched his fists and said: "Returning to the Dao Lord, Lord Panji's cultivation should have been in the late stage of the Martial Saint, according to our guess, he should have been killed by the cultivators, when the Xiuzhen Continent invaded the Cangtian Continent, there was a fierce battle. The so-called mortal root is the opposite of the spiritual root, that is, there is no trace of spiritual root in the body. ”

Yi Jiuxiao nodded and asked, "Aren't the four of you absolute mortals?"

Shandan replied: "Ten thousand years ago, when the Xiuzhen Continent was not invaded, all the people born in the Cangtian Continent were absolute mortal roots, and we were no exception, but now we are no longer pure because of the influence of the Spirit Pagoda. I guess that in the current Cangtian Continent, I am afraid that it is difficult to find the real mortal root, Dao Master, you are probably an outlier, and my martial arts should not be destroyed. ”

Listening to Shandan's words, Yi Jiuxiao suddenly realized that when he tested the spiritual root in Kaizhou City, the result was that there was no spiritual root at all.

At that time, the official in charge of testing the spiritual root was very surprised and puzzled, saying that he had never seen anyone who had no spiritual root at all.

"Elder Shan, according to what you said, in the Cangtian Continent, it is difficult to find someone who can cultivate martial arts?"

Shandan nodded and said, "Dao Master, as far as I guess, this is what it looks like." ”

Yi Jiuxiao thought for a while, and then said: "As far as I know, almost everyone in the Cangtian Continent has a spiritual root, and the difference is only the advantages and disadvantages of the spiritual root, and there are no real mortals. I tried to teach others martial arts, but I couldn't cultivate, and at that time I didn't know that it was because of the problem of spiritual roots and mortal roots, so I didn't try much. ”

A look of anger appeared on the faces of the four Great Elders, because the Heavenly Continent had become the Xiuzhen Continent and was completely controlled by the Heavenly Dao.

I saw Xiong Ke say hatefully: "The Heavenly Dao is really ruthless, this is to exterminate the martial arts inheritance!"

Yi Jiuxiao very much agrees with Xiong Ke's statement, the way of heaven is really ruthless, and he does everything.

However, there is also a way to reverse, tranquility can turn mortal roots into spiritual roots, and non-returning to the sea can also turn spiritual roots into ordinary roots.

For example, Dong Zheng and some mortals on the coast of no return, they were originally cultivators with spiritual roots, but after the nirvana of the sea of no return, they are like real mortals, and they can cultivate martial arts.

It's just that I don't know where the Cangtian Continent is now, so let's consider this island of no return first.

Yi Jiuxiao looked at the four of them and asked, "Is it impossible to think about the island of no return now?"

Kong Kui hugged his fists and said: "Dao Master, if we can destroy the Spirit Pagoda and bathe in the seawater without returning, we can still return to the mortal root, even if it is not an absolute mortal root, but it will not affect the cultivation of martial arts." ”

Yi Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this kind of spirit pagoda to be destroyed, so he said, "Why don't you destroy it?"

"We don't have the ability. ”

All four replied almost simultaneously, and all of them had a look of shame on their faces.

Then Kong Kui said: "Dao Master, we have been thinking about destroying the Spirit Pagoda every day for ten thousand years, and we have tried countless times. The Taoist master doesn't know, the so-called spiritual root and mortal root are actually different souls, and the spiritual pagoda also affects the soul, and every time the four of us approach the spiritual pagoda, the soul will be injured. At the time when the island of no return had just been separated, the four of us were all martial god cultivators, and in order to destroy the spirit tower, we approached several times, and now the cultivation has fallen to the early stage of the Martial Emperor. ”

Yi Jiuxiao's heart was shocked, it turned out that the four great elders sacrificed so much for the sake of the Spirit Cultivation Pagoda, and he couldn't help but respect them a lot in his heart.

So he hugged his fists at the four of them and said, "The four great elders are tired! For the sake of the island of no return, for the revitalization of the martial arts, I want to go to the Cultivation Spirit Pagoda to try it." ”

The four of them glanced at each other, and finally Tian Bing said: "Dao Master think twice, this kind of spiritual pagoda is not trivial, why don't you wait for the Dao Master to cultivate to Dacheng in the future." We did want to ask you for help before, but at that time, we didn't know that you were the Dao Master, and the Dao Lord was responsible for revitalizing the martial arts, so we couldn't risk our lives, so why not let us endure it for a thousand years!"

Yi Jiuxiao laughed, laughing loudly, and felt angry.

I saw him say: "I can't even uproot the Spirit Pagoda, how can I revitalize the Martial Dao! Heavenly Dao wants to destroy the Martial Dao, and if I don't give mortals a chance to cultivate, I won't let him succeed." ”

Yi Jiuxiao's words came completely from the bottom of his heart, as a mortal, could he only be regarded as an ant by a cultivator forever and trampled underfoot?

When he was in the Yangtian Continent, he had already deeply felt the malice of the Heavenly Dao and the malice of the Yangtian Continent's cultivation realm.

He's not the kind of person who can be ravaged at will, and if someone takes the initiative to offend him, he will fight back, even if he can't do it, and it doesn't matter if he dies.

Or under the influence of Yi Jiuxiao's arrogance, the four great elders no longer had any worries, and they all cheered up.

The four of them said in unison: "If the Tao wants to go, we are willing to follow the left and right." ”

"You don't have to go, since it is difficult for you to get close to the Spirit Cultivation Pagoda, it is useless to go, I will go alone, if there is anything abnormal, I will retreat in time." ”

Seeing Yi Jiuxiao say this, the four of them looked at each other again, and finally Kong Kui spoke: "We will follow the instructions of the Dao Master, and the Dao Master will take care." ”

Then Yi Jiuxiao left the main altar of the Xihai tribe alone, flew into the air, and flew towards the center of the island of no return.

Yi Jiuxiao didn't fly high, only a few hundred zhang from the ground, looking down at the ground while flying.

Sure enough, the further you went to the center of the island, the more sparsely populated it became.

Among the people I saw, there was not a single martial arts cultivator, nor a true cultivator, all of them were mortals with spiritual roots.

And he also made a discovery, the further this island of no return goes, the higher the terrain becomes.

If you look closely, it looks like a mountain, but instead of being as steep as a normal mountain, it rises gently.

As he flew, he constantly felt himself in case anything changed, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

It's just that I vaguely feel that there is something around me, and it's something that can't be explained.

Looking closely with his eyes but not seeing, and not even sweeping with his divine thoughts, his refining technique has been cultivated to the early stage of the Cave Illusion.

Is it an illusion? At the level of illusion, although we cannot recognize all illusions, we are not easily confused, let alone delusional.

Fortunately, these strange things only surround him, and they can't invade his body, so they don't care about him.

After flying for nine hours, it was close to the center of the island of no return, and a mountain peak was faintly visible in front of me.

It is said that it is a mountain, but it is actually a spire, because the whole island is a mountain, a gentle mountain.

But this spire is not small, with a height of 1,000 zhang and a radius of 3,000 zhang at the root.

Above the spire, the clouds were shrouded in mist, and even Yi Jiuxiao's eyes couldn't see it clearly.

Could it be that there is a phantom array in it, he thought to himself as he continued to fly towards the direction of the spire.

Just twenty miles away from the mountain peak, Yi Jiuxiao suddenly felt something strange, and a milky white appeared in the originally clear sea of knowledge.

He secretly said that he was not good in his heart, so he quickly fell from the air to the ground, wanting to use his divine thoughts to expel this milky white from the sea of knowledge.

But with a slight touch of the divine thought, this milky white suddenly divided into countless strands, turning into several milky white silk threads.

Yi Jiuxiao was in a hurry, several silk threads had formed a spider web, and he felt that his soul was about to be entangled.

At this time, his divine thoughts had also been entangled in silk threads, and he struggled in the net several times to no avail, as if he had fallen into a quagmire.

What should I do? Yi Jiuxiao knew that this milky white silk thread was issued by the Spirit Pagoda and wanted to merge with its soul.

It's just that his divine thoughts, his soul can't break free, and can only watch them fall into it.

Just when he was desperate, he saw that the Open Heaven Sutra floating in the sea of knowledge suddenly opened the title page automatically, and a faint golden light emerged.

The golden light shines on this milky white silk thread, and the silk thread is like winter snow meets spring sun, and it turns into nothingness in an instant.

It turned out that the Open Heaven Sutra could resist the invasion of the Spirit Pagoda, Yi Jiuxiao was overjoyed, and all his previous scruples were gone.

So he continued to approach the top of the mist-shrouded mountain, but instead of flying, he walked quickly on the ground.

I had just walked a few hundred zhang away, but I saw that the clouds and mist were thick on the top of the mountain, and thick white mist poured out from it and spread to the surroundings.

It only took a quarter of an hour for the milky white mist to rush in front of him, and then annihilate him.

Countless milky white streaks in the mist drilled into Yi Jiuxiao's sea of knowledge, as if his head was a loophole.

After these milky whites arrived at the sea of knowledge, they directly pounced on the vain Open Heaven Sutra, like moths to a fire, going forward and one after another.

Suddenly, the golden light in the pages of the Open Heaven Sutra was flourishing, and the warm sun of spring turned into the scorching sun of summer.

At this moment, Yi Jiuxiao felt a splitting headache, and his sea of consciousness swelled sharply, more than twice as large as before.

He had a lot of bitterness in his heart, was it because the two warring sides disliked that the battlefield was too small, so they made him aware of the sea.

The milky white was constantly fused into nothingness by the scorching sun, but the milky white that followed continued to pounce on the scorching sun.

Subsequently, there were more and more milky white fogs that entered the sea of Yi Jiuxiao's knowledge, and it seemed to be full of paste.

The golden light of the Open Heaven Sutra had no time to melt, and gradually milky white stained the pages.

At first it was just a drop, and then the milky white grew around this drop, and in a moment it became the size of a copper coin.

There is no longer a golden light in the place covered by milky white, and for a while, the milky white expands more abundantly.

Yi Jiuxiao was shocked, at this rate, as long as he opened the Heavenly Scripture in a quarter of an hour, he would be completely wrapped.

Although there was a fierce battle in the sea of knowledge, his consciousness was still very clear, and he immediately decided to run away and stay away from the Spirit Pagoda.

At this moment, the Dividing Book, which had been silent, turned the title page on its own, and countless purple rays shot out of it.

Those purple rays shone on the pages of the Open Heaven Sutra, and the milky white of the covered parts began to dissolve again.

Yi Jiuxiao, who was about to escape, stopped, he wanted to take a look at the battle situation after the Bidi Book joined.

He has never flinched easily, and he hates people who run away from battle the most, and he will not run away as long as there is hope.

After the war was fought, the situation suddenly turned one-sided, and all the milky white stained on the pages melted away.

Seeing this situation, Yi Jiuxiao's steps that were originally about to retreat turned into a move forward, and he walked towards the top of the mountain in the thick fog.