Chapter 75

The eighth day before the competition in the realm of life and death ended in such a silent and sad atmosphere. Gao Xingyuan's body was placed in the Lingxiao camp, wrapped in straw mats, and twisted grass for incense. Mo Junfeng led the disciples to bow a few times, and after seven days of discussion, the body would be cremated first, and then brought back to Lingxiao for burial.

The disciples of Kongmeng Mountain only had Fang Boyu and Zhong Buqu, who were good friends with Zhang Zhao, came to pay their respects, and since the battle of the crystal vein, the relationship between the two factions was no longer what it used to be. Since the head of the empty Meng, Xia Hanshan is bedridden, and the entire sect is gradually having the tendency of sunset.

"I wonder why you kid doesn't play. Zhong Buqu was still as affectionate as ever to Zhang Zhao, and the two hugged each other, but Fang Boyu nodded at Lingxiao and everyone with some scruples: "Third junior brother, let's go back quickly." ”

Zhong Buqu originally wanted to say a few more words to Zhang Zhao, but seeing that Fang Boyu's expression was a little nervous, he couldn't help but sigh and said: "This time is different from the past, our two factions are like this, and we can't even say more." After speaking, he patted Zhang Zhao on the shoulder: "One day, we still made an appointment to eat meat together, and then talk well." ”

After the two left, the Lingxiao disciples hastily ate something, Zhang Zhao proposed to guard the spirit for Gao Xingyuan, and the rest went to rest, Zhang Zhao sat in front of Gao Xingyuan and chanted, and the spirit formula in the body kept running, feeling that the whole body was like an open door, allowing the surrounding aura to flow more and more intensely.

Although Zhang Zhao had no sleep all night, he was in good spirits and tired the next morning. Last night, he often remembered the advice of the elders of Yangxian Hall, and felt that he was still not sure of entering the realm of life and death, and he thought that if someone stepped forward to challenge him, he would take the initiative to admit defeat and transfer the token of life and death to others.

It is true that some cultivators who are not willing to give up come out to challenge, but no one cares about the Huangfu family and Lingxiao. Zhang Zhao finally found a clean place in his circle that was not stained with flesh and blood and sat down, and waited for a day full of anticipation, not to mention the challenger, even the cultivator who was occasionally seen by his gaze turned his head and looked around, not looking at him.

Some of the cultivators felt that he valued love and righteousness, but more of them were intimidated by his performance yesterday. Zhang Zhao didn't think there was anything wrong with smashing the monster corpse into meat with a straight face, and it was only natural to stab Xi Jiu in the back. However, these cultivators were cold in their hearts when they recalled it, and they felt that his seemingly plain eyes contained endless killing intent.

The cloud vortex over the gray mountain range has gradually extended into the basin, and at this rate, the realm of life and death is almost about to open one day later. When Zhang Zhao was reciting the sutra that night, he was still looking forward to someone to challenge him tomorrow.

Zhang Zhao's expectant gaze was bloodthirsty in the eyes of everyone, and the cultivators who felt that he had more murderous intent even bypassed this direction far away, not even looking at him. Zhang Zhao saw that the last opportunity was about to disappear, so he had to find another way.

"This big brother, why don't you challenge me, maybe this opportunity is yours. Zhang Zhao smiled and looked at a cultivator in front of him who made an invitation, and after the cultivator with a loyal face and a slightly chubby body confirmed that Zhang Zhao's words were said to himself, he laughed out loud: "Although I look a little stupid, I am not so easy to deceive. You'd better find someone else, so I won't be fooled by you. ”

Zhang Zhao reluctantly turned to the other cultivator beside him: "Then please invite this big brother to come." I really don't want to go into the realm of life and death. Let's make a few gestures, and this brand will be given to you. ”

The answer he got was straightforward: "Even he is not fooled, do you think I look stupider than him?" Zhang Zhao was the first to invite the cultivator and nodded repeatedly: "That's it, we won't fall into your trap." The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked away, and the few cultivators around them also dispersed in a hurry.

Zhang Zhao's behavior was strange and unpredictable in the eyes of everyone, and Huangfu Chen, who was inside the armor, turned his head to look at Mo Junfeng and said, "Brother Mo, I didn't expect that this junior brother of your sect is really heavy enough to kill him." Mo Junfeng hurriedly explained: "Brother Huangfu, in fact, Senior Brother Zhang Zhao is usually really good. ”

It was almost dusk, and what Zhang Zhao was waiting for was the shouting of the white fat messenger: "The candidates have been decided, and the two hundred people who are still in the circle are the candidates to enter the world of life and death. ”

Now that the matter has been settled, Zhang Zhao can only accept his fate, this night he sat in front of Gao Xingyuan and chanted, and in the middle of the night he suddenly felt something, and the original rich and chaotic aura around his body seemed to flow in one direction.

Zhang Zhao turned his head to look in the direction of the cloud vortex above the mountain range, and in the rumbling of thunder, he saw countless tiny red lightning in the dark night sky pouring down from the top of the cloud vortex, and fell straight into the valley along the guidance of the cloud vortex. This torrent of lightning continued until the easterner brightened.

The huge cloud vortex that fell from the sky gradually retracted, except for the dark cloud over the valley, which was still thick and undispersed, bounded by the gray mountains, and the sky outside was cloudless, and the contrast was extremely stark in the mild sunlight.

All the cultivators stood up and looked up at the wonder of heaven and earth in front of them. Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look at the grass." When everyone heard the prestige, the withered yellow grass under the gray mountains gradually turned from dry yellow to tender yellow, and then from tender yellow to tender green, and finally became a vibrant dark green color.

The new green grass, which was originally only an inch high, grew as soon as it saw the wind, and the delicate grass stems looked thicker and thicker, until they grew to more than one person's height, and this crazy momentum was stopped. Then this vitality spread, and new grass sprouted on the ground where the camps of the various factions were located.

After all the scenery in front of them was covered with green, some cultivators began to walk towards the gray mountain range, where there was no grass. Then the number of people grew, and the Lingxiao people joined in.

"If a person who does not carry out the order enters without permission, he who sees it will be killed. Listening to the words of the Blue Angel Outside the Sky, Huang Fuchen, who was walking with Lingxiao and the others, said disapprerovitically: "It's just nonsense, whether there is a life and death token or not, you may have to fight to the death when you get inside." ”

Seeing that Lingxiao and these people did not have the experience of entering the realm of life and death, Huang Fuchen easily moved the armor man to walk side by side with everyone, and said in a low voice: "When you get inside, you must first find a cave to occupy it, no matter whether the people in the cave have life and death tokens or not, they must be driven out." ”

"Decades ago, the seniors of the clan secretly entered the realm of life and death with the help of the machine beast to find a place to practice, and saw that those cultivators were fighting to the death in order to find a place to stay. There are not a few unruly sneakers who enter the house. ”

"I see, but why haven't we heard from the seniors in the door that people can also enter?" Mo Junfeng looked at the machine armor on Huang Fuchen's body and smiled: "Such a big one, won't anyone find out?"

"Of course some people have seen it, but those who have seen it will never be able to tell. Huangfu Chen said casually: "As long as they are killed, of course no one will know." ”

Although the gray mountain range is tall and gentle, it is not difficult to climb in fact, with the ability of these cultivators, it is naturally not a problem, after reaching the top of the mountain, everyone is stunned when they look down.

According to the seniors of the various sects, there are some caves in the life and death realm that can be accommodated, and they originally wanted to find a closer one to rush down and occupy it, but the dense fog in the life and death realm in front of them is foggy, and standing on it and looking down is like a sea of clouds, and they can't see any scenery at all.

"What's going on?" Everyone looked at each other, and Huang Fuchen, who was still speaking in a confident tone just now, was also silent, not knowing how to deal with this situation.

The two hundred cultivators looked left and right, and what they saw in each other's eyes was confused, and it was obvious that the strange scene in the life and death realm this time was beyond the scope of the descriptions of the predecessors of each family.

"Since he's here, it doesn't matter what he is. Ye Qinghe, who had a relaxed face among the cultivators of the Nine Shadows, took the lead and put the double-pointed fork flat in front of him: "I'll explore the way, you guys wait for my news." ”

With a fork to protect himself, Ye Qinghe rushed down quickly. "Xiao Ye, be careful. Yan Wuxi, who had a meaty face, seemed to have a good relationship with him. "What is this bit of mist, it is much brighter than our Nine Shadows. Ye Qinghe's body was submerged in the mist for a long time before the voice came back from afar.

"There's nothing abnormal down there, it's just that the fog is really thick, Lao Yan, you can hear my location clearly, don't smash it on me." After hearing Ye Qinghe's words, the people of the Nine Shadows looked at each other and nodded, and jumped down the valley one after another into the thick fog.

"Let's go, too. A few of us opened the way in front. Several members of the Huangfu family ran down side by side, followed by Lingxiao and others, and the rest of the cultivators were not far behind. The thick sea of fog shook a few times, as if a giant beast opened its mouth to eat its prey, engulfing everyone one after another.

Zhang Zhao rushed into the mist with everyone, and to his surprise, the fog in the realm of life and death was not like the wet and cool feeling he felt when Lingxiao rushed down the mountain road every morning, these mist were refreshing and milky, and they looked very much like the cow and sheep milk tea drunk in the shepherd tribe.

The aura driven by the endless Ten Thousand Spirits Recipe in his body suddenly became thicker, and Zhang Zhao found that these white mist actually contained more than a dozen kinds of spiritual power that he had experienced, compared to the rich spiritual energy outside the life and death realm, there were not only more types here, but also seemed to be endless to pour into everyone's body.

For these cultivators, it was like a group of drunkards breaking into a place full of all kinds of fine wine, and almost all of them felt the urge to meditate and absorb these aura.

"These mist are actually made of aura, it's really weird. Huang Fuchen, who was in the armor of the machine, said with vigilance: "This is very different from the situation in the realm of life and death before, let's hurry up and find a place to stay, so as not to cause any changes." ”

Although his vision was somewhat affected in this mist, he could still hear the exclamations of the cultivators around him who had also discovered the mystery of the mist. Some people are eager to start meditating, and from the sound of their exhalation, which they enjoy so much, you can tell how mellow the aura is.

Mo Junfeng forcibly resisted the temptation of the aura around him: "Brother Huangfu is right, let's find a safe place to practice before it's too late." So the group began to walk along the mountain behind them, looking for a grotto where they could stay.

Zhang Zhao was very puzzled, he felt that it was better to feel the aura bathing his whole body while walking, and he didn't understand why those people had to stop and meditate. He didn't know that it was Zhuo Xuhan who used his own Yuan Force to cooperate with the soul method to move the ten thousand spirit formulas in his body that day, so that he realized the unity of body and law. This is not something that everyone can have.

All kinds of different spiritual power poured in from around Zhang Zhao's body, running his whole body under the guidance of the Ten Thousand Spirits, at this time Zhang Zhao could finally feel the feeling that the meridians in his body were washed by a stream of aura, with the operation of the aura, Zhang Zhao felt that there seemed to be many places in his body that had been blocked and gradually unblocked, and he almost screamed comfortably when he experienced this feeling for the first time.

Mo Junfeng and the others were not as easy as him, and everyone groped for dozens of feet, but they didn't find a place to accommodate people. During the journey, some cultivators passed by, but it seemed that none of them had found anything.

"It's weird, how is this completely different from what the uncles said?" Everyone walked a long way away, feeling that they were already miles away from the original foothold, but there was still not a hole in the mountain wall that could accommodate one person.

"If that's the case here, we'll have to leave. Huang Fuchen looked back at Mo Junfeng and said, "Brother Mo, the seniors in the sect once said that if you can't find a place to stay within a day, leaving the realm of life and death is the best strategy. ”

Mo Junfeng nodded: "Our Lingxiao has no predecessors who have entered the realm of life and death, and we also ask Brother Huangfu for guidance." Huang Fuchen said with a serious expression: "This is just the beginning, the aura in the realm is so strong, and I don't know what it looks like in the end." At that time, I am afraid that I will suffer from it. ”

"If this aura is strong enough for our body to bear, the consequences are indeed unimaginable. I don't think those cultivators of the Upper Three Realms dare not come here, it is precisely the temptation here that is too great for them. Mo Junfeng's analysis made everyone nod again and again.

The cultivators of the Upper Three Realms have a thirst for spiritual energy that is many times stronger than that of the Middle Three Realms. It was impossible for them to soak themselves in the aura and then leave, not to mention that there was no danger at all here. However, for hundreds of years, the fact that not a single cultivator of the Upper Three Realms left the Life and Death Realm alive made the elders of the various sects leave far away before the Life and Death Realm opened, so that they could not resist the temptation of knowing that they would die.

"From the outside, the realm of life and death is only more than twenty miles in radius, let's just find it thoroughly, if there is really none, then we have to leave. "Huang Fuchen's opinion has been agreed by everyone, if these people come here alone, they may have already sat down to practice and were reluctant to stand up, but everyone reminded each other together, but it was much wiser.

The further they went, the thicker the mist formed by the aura became, and everyone looked at the lingering white mist beside them, and they all resisted their impulses and walked quickly along the side of the mountain.

Zhang Zhaogong acted freely, and the soul consciousness in his brain emanated, but in the sea of fog where others could only see the things in front of him, he made even more surprising discoveries. He could actually feel the scenery around him, and with the soul realm that could predict danger, he was not affected in any way in the sea of fog formed by this aura.

(End of chapter)