He Bo glanced at the monk on the stone pillar, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

"What I'm going to talk about next is the Book of Heaven, which has been passed down from the fairy world, and how much you can understand depends on the chance. He said loudly.

Celestial?

It was the kingdom of the monk's dreams.

The purpose of everyone's cultivation is to become immortals and ascend to the immortal realm.

Therefore, the weight of the Book of Heaven is self-evident.

Everyone stood up and paid their respects, either clenching their fists or bowing, all in variety.

Song Yu also got up and clenched his fists, even though he knew that Hebo couldn't see it.

Because the person in front of him is just an illusion of Hebo.

"Heaven and earth are chaotic like chickens, Pangu was born in them, eight thousand years old, heaven and earth are opened, yang is the sky, and yin is the earth. ”

"Pangu is in it, nine changes a day, God is in the sky, and the saint is in the earth. The sky is one zhang high, the earth is one zhang thick, and Pangu is one zhang long, so eight thousand years old. ”

"The number of days is extremely high, the number of the earth is very deep, and Pangu is extremely long. There are three emperors ......"

He Bo began to talk about the Book of Heaven, and every word was very clear, as if ringing in everyone's ears.

And every word contains Hebo's personal perception, but the subtlety in it, how much you can understand can only depend on everyone's understanding.

The monks present were agitated, and an unheard-of picture appeared in front of them.

Some people saw the turbidity, some saw it clearly, some people saw a person with a big axe, and even some people saw the change of the sun and the moon, the passage of time.

Time passed, and the Book of Heaven was only a thousand words, and Hebo quickly finished speaking.

But the monks present did not come back to their senses, as if they had found a trace of understanding, and fell into intoxication.

When He Bo looked at these monks, he was not in a hurry to leave, but stroked his beard, as if he was looking at his descendants.

After listening to the Book of Heaven, Song Yu also had a lot of feelings, but more of it was close.

It was as if he already knew the Book of Heaven, but the years passed......

He seems to have forgotten everything.

He saw a scene that everyone saw, and he saw a man.

The man's body was pierced by chains of several hundred meters, and the blood coagulated on the chains, staining it black and red.

The chains were rooted in the earth, and there was a crackling sound, and they tried to pull the man to his knees.

In the blood-red sky, there was an eye that was closed, and suddenly it opened suddenly, looking at the man with a cold look.

The man was undaunted, staring at the sky and letting out a roar against the sky.

"Not convinced!"

"Not convinced!"

"Not convinced!"

“......”

The picture disappeared, but the word "dissatisfied" kept echoing in Song Yu's mind.

At the same time, a trace of mist appeared in his dantian.

It was this slight change that turned his dantian upside down, like throwing a boulder on the surface of a calm lake.

Boom!

Song Yu's dantian expanded to all sides, from the previous size of more than ten meters to the size of 100 meters.

Don't look at the change of only a few tens of meters, but this means that his dantian can hold more aura and use more spells.

The most surprising thing is......

That mist!!

This is a sign of advanced foundation building.

If Song Yu was awake, he would be so surprised that his jaw dropped.

Condense into a fog!

Only a monk in the Great Perfection of Qi Refining can do it.

If all the spiritual energy in the dantian is condensed into mist, it is a monk in the foundation building period.

But Song Yu was obviously only at the sixth layer of the Qi refining period, and he was able to do this step, which was simply an appalling thing.

When he opened his eyes again, the sunlight was a little dazzling, and the scenery he saw was very blurry, and he only heard the sound of water waves crashing on the shore in his ears.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The waves splashed on Song Yu's face, this familiar touch......

It's not the upper reaches of the Yellow River, where he used to take a small boat.

"Why am I here? Could it be that Jing Xuanju is closed?" Song Yu muttered.

At this time, a divine sense appeared in Song Yu's sea of knowledge, and Hebo's voice came from his ears.

"In another hundred years, Jing Xuanju will be opened again, and I will open the Blood Battlefield, which is the ultimate trial of my mayfly clan. ”

"All those who have opened the Three Realms and Six Realms and the Five Senses can participate, and the winner will inherit my mantle. ”

"Listen to me, you can be regarded as half of my students, and I hope to see you in the battlefield of blood. ”

Hebo's voice slowly dissipated, but Song Yu was shocked in his heart, not for the battlefield of blood, nor for the inheritance of Hebo's mantle.

But......

Hebo's background, he is actually a mayfly family.

What is a mayfly?

There is a record in the ancient books in the library of Qingtian Sect: the juvenile insect is aquatic, the adult does not feed, and the life span is very short, the shortest is only one day, but it blooms the most brilliant brilliance in this short life.

No wonder Hebo was able to say that those who heard the Tao were dying in the twilight of life, which was the mayfly clan, if they couldn't attain the Tao, even if there were no million heavenly ladders, what awaited them would be death.

"Mayflies are the tiniest and most humble existence in the world, and if I know that the torrent is brave, why should I not work hard?"

Song Yu clenched his fists, since he obtained the Spirit Guy Immortal Cultivation Technique, he obviously felt that he was a little impetuous, and his cultivation was not as hard as before.

It's as if with this thing, you can level up by lying down.

But is that really the case?

The trip to the Yellow River, like an ear, hit him heavily in the face, making him understand that there is a sky outside the sky.

What if you have exercises against the sky?

If you don't work hard, you can only be like a monk who bursts on the ladder of a million heavens, and sooner or later he will be crushed by the rolling wave of immortal cultivation.

"That day, why don't I want to stand on the stage?" So......" Song Yu looked in the direction where the Qingtian Sect was, "Your Excellency, why don't you take advantage of the wind and soar up to 90,000 miles." ”

Turning away, the waves roaring behind him, he was unmoved.

Because......

He's stiff and stiff.

Oh?

Don't get me wrong, this is talking about his Dao heart.

Back at Qingtian Sect, Song Yu came to the Outer Gate Reward and Punishment Hall for the first time and reported to Xiaocui the results of the investigation of the backflow of the Yellow River.

The Heavenly Book Sutra and the matter of the Blood Battlefield were naturally also said, and there was no way to hide these things.

If he doesn't say it, other monks will also say it, if the Qingtian Sect learns about this from others, he will have a lot of trouble, so it is better to take the initiative.

Passive often means being ridden isn't?

It's just that he concealed what he saw in the Heavenly Book Sutra, which is something that cannot be said, and obscene development is the king.

Regarding Song Yu's investigation results, the high-level leaders of the Qingtian Sect reacted immediately, and immediately sent three elders and several inner disciples to the Yellow River to station.

Although Jing Xuanju has been closed, before the next opening, the Qingtian Sect will firmly root its power here, so that it can grasp the dominance of entering the Blood Battlefield.

Also thinking the same thing as the Qingtian Sect are the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, the Heavenly Dao Sect, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the Crazy Sword Sect and the Chaotic Demon Sea.

Together with the Heavenly Sect, they are known as the top immortal cultivation forces in the Northern Regions.

On Song Yu's side, there was no wind or waves, and after being interrogated by an elder with sparse hair, he led twenty spirit stones and left.

Don't ask what the extra ten spirit stones do?

Asking is hush money.

Qingtian Sect didn't want Song Yu to talk nonsense in the sect and make people panic, but he couldn't figure it out.

Who can't afford it?

Am I the kind of person who doesn't have a good mouth?

Am I the kind of person with a broken mouth?

I am......

I just don't know, how many spirit stones are these things worth to the news dealers?

There are many news dealers at the outer gate, the most famous being the withered leaves.

This is a man with great powers, and he has a lot of information, and he is the most up-to-date and accurate.

That is, when the inner disciples find the dead leaves.

Of course, dead leaves are not cheap.

Dead leaves sell news, and naturally receive news.

Therefore, Song Yu thought of this person for the first time.