Chapter 122: Ask the Immortal Gate
"How does it feel?"
"Nonsense, it's very poor, the physical body and cultivation are very poor, it's like being inserted through the top of the head by a tube, and all the things in the body are emptied. ”
"It's normal, of course, this kind of physical body and cultivation can't be compared to the immortal realm I created. Speaking of which, the amount of power that can destroy a star or even a universe with a wave of his hand is indeed a bit exaggerated. That's not something I calculated, it's something you deduced yourself. ”
"In your dream, you are the first to truly succeed in cultivating immortals, and the amount of power in the fairy realm is illusory, and you can't bring it into this world. ”
"But you can bring the spiritual realm that you have experienced in your dreams, just like a person who is reincarnated and reincarnated, but with the mind of an old man of seventy or eighty years old, who dares to say that the mind is fake? It is useless? Now you are just getting a new body. ”
"Speaking of which, you are indeed like an empty bottle now, but you are a big, big empty bottle, all you have to think about now is to do everything you can to fill this empty bottle, and the more you fill it, the more your cultivation and your realm will recover. I don't know how you were in the past, but now you are destined to be the pride of the sky, and God can't stop your achievements. ”
"Alas, if it weren't for the lack of vitality in this world to a certain extent, I wouldn't have taken this cultivation path of creating a dream fairyland, so that the cost of cultivation can be minimized, you only need one bed a day, and three bottles of liquid mixed with glucose will be. With such a low-cost immortal cultivator, I can be proud of all immortal cultivators from ancient times to the present. Hey hey ......"
"Why did you bring me here? I got so deep underground, and it was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see well now. A man who was so thin that he didn't have a few taels of flesh looked around at the darkness around him, and said in a low voice.
"Help you fill the bottle with something, since the immortals were separated, the immortals rushed to the immortal realm, and the immortal cultivation sects in this world have either declined or disappeared, and there are very few serious sects that I can find that hide some useful things, and this is one of them. ”
"When this bottle of yours is almost filled, you can go to the fairy world, and after engulfing the entire fairy world there, when you break the shackles of the immortals and descend to the mortal world again, you will be the only god in this world. A middle-aged man in his fifties, with a dusty appearance and an elegant atmosphere, flashed a trace of fanaticism in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice.
"The only God?" doesn't sound interesting at all. The thin man looked bored, obviously thinking that these things were boring, and that he had no interest in them.
"Don't you want to capture the existence in the fairy realm of your dreams to the realm of the real world? That fiery golden worm is a revelation from me to you, born from complete nothingness, but able to enter the realm of the real world. Become the most powerful being that tears apart the order of all worldly realms. ”
The light in the thin man's eyes suddenly flashed, in the fairyland of his dreams, there were too many things he couldn't give up, his wife and children!
"That's right, are you interested?" said the man in his fifties.
"Speaking of which, aren't you really interested in those two assistants around me?"
"What is there to interest me? They have the same face as my wives, but they are not the same person at all, am I living for a skin?"
"Also, if you can pull them out of the illusion, you don't know if you can succeed, right?" The thin man turned his head to look at the middle-aged man in his fifties.
The middle-aged man's face was still full of confident smiles: "Before you come out of the dream fairyland, who can believe my theory? Who can believe in cultivating immortals in the illusion? Don't worry, what I believe will definitely succeed." ”
At this moment, a crack suddenly opened in the pitch-black world, and a ray of light exploded on the stone wall in the distance.
A portal opened in the darkness of the world, and in the midst of the golden light, five middle-aged men with different appearances came out, each with a proud look written on their faces.
One of them had a hooked nose and no eyebrows, a bald head and hairless, and a pair of eagle-like eyes stared at the middle-aged man who looked dusty, and snorted coldly: "Sanwu, don't think that a few of us who have sealed ourselves in this Immortal Gate don't know that the entire world outside the Dao is wanted by you, are you here at this time specifically to block us?"
This man called Sanwu is the attending doctor of Chang Xiao, who Zheng Xian once entered his home but found nothing.
Huang San is just a fake name that comes at hand, and those who are familiar with Huang San only know that this guy is called Sanwu, as for what his real name is, I'm afraid even Sanwu himself has forgotten.
As soon as Sanwu saw these five people, a friendly smile immediately appeared on his face, and he said with an absolutely hot face against the other party's cold ass: "Senior Brother Hong, after ten years, you are still as heroic as before, you are full of energy when you speak, your eyes are as sharp as a knife, and you seem to have cultivated and improved, now it is estimated that it should be the late stage of the sea realm, right?"
"Less nonsense, we don't have time to listen to your nonsense theories, what are you doing here? Master is now imprisoned in the Jade Bucket Room, I won't see you, hurry up and get out." "That Senior Brother Hong didn't save any face for Sanwu at all.
Sanwu was not annoyed at all, and still said with a smile: "Senior brothers, I came here to take away the private belongings I left here ten years ago, you have fulfilled my little wish, and from now on Sanwu will never step into the Immortal Gate again, isn't this the result that everyone wants to see happy?"
Senior Brother Hong sneered, and the rest of the middle-aged men also smiled, "Your personal belongings, that pile of dirty and smelly things, have been thrown away ten years ago, if you want to find them, it is more appropriate for you to go to the garbage heap to search for them than to come here." ”
The expression on the face of the three things was slightly cold, and then he still smiled: "Okay, if you lose the things outside your body, you will lose them, so the master once gave me a humane pill, and now I want to take it back, right?"
A man with a zombie-like face next to Senior Brother Hong sneered and said, "Unfortunately, nine years ago, I went wrong in my practice and ate it. Master's old thing is really eccentric, the one for you is of much higher quality than the one for me, tsk. ”
Sanwu's cheeks twitched, then he took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Chang who was as thin as firewood, and said with a smile: "There is no hope here, let's go somewhere else to find a way!"
"Chang Xiao, why are you going?"
The three things who turned their heads were stunned, and found that Chang Xiao's weak and emaciated body was no longer behind him, but walked towards the five people.
Chang Xiao turned his head to look at Sanwudao: "If I eat that humane Dan on them, will I be able to fill a lot of things in the empty bottle?"
The expression on Sanwu's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly said: "Chang Xiao, come back, now you are not their opponent at all, and I have other ways to get the Great Dan of Humanity." ”
Chang Xiao smiled, a gloomy cold edge flashed on his thin face, "When have you seen me retreat?"
Seeing this kitchen knife, the five middle-aged men with arrogant expressions looked at the man holding the kitchen knife and was as thin as a tuberculosis ghost, and then looked at the poor more than a hundred little vitality in his body, and the five people laughed in unison.
"Sanwu, what have you done in the past ten years?"
"I'll just say that this kid is not mentally normal, right? In the first sect in the world when the immortals are not divided, the immortal cultivation classics are piled up, and the random pick up one is directly pointing to the extreme of the immortal family, there is a good road to the smooth road, what kind of sheep intestine path, what kind of dream to cultivate immortals, if you can cultivate immortals in your dreams, wouldn't it become a joke for us guys who are struggling in reality?"
"Is this what you call the achievement of cultivating immortals in your dreams? If I blow my breath, he won't just pass away with the wind, right?
"You are simply a shame for me to ask the Xianmen, if the master knows the Tao, he will have to get out of the fighting room and strangle you to death!"
The five middle-aged men in front of the Golden Gate said one by one, and the words were full of ridicule, obviously the three things were not very harmonious with these five senior brothers a long time ago.
Sanwu was really a little anxious, and kept summoning Chang Smile back.
It wasn't until Chang Xiao staggered up and used a kitchen knife to kill all the five immortal cultivators who had cultivated to reach the B-level sea-treading realm, and Chang Xiao, who was covered in blood, sucked all the vitality on their bodies dry.
It's just an ordinary kitchen knife, and it's more than a hundred vitality than ordinary people......
The three things were dumbfounded......
Killing a few immortal cultivators is not a matter for Chang Xiao at all, Chang Xiao looked at his hands in wonder at this time, obviously absorbing five immortal cultivators at the level of stepping on the sea, but the vitality power on his body has only increased by more than a dozen points, and he is still in a situation that is worse than ordinary people.
At this time, an angry majestic roar suddenly came from the Immortal Gate.
The entire underground cavern shook violently, and the boulders above their heads rolled down.
Sanwu Zhenren's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up, my master is awake......"
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In about an hour, Zheng Xian and the others were a mile away from the dozens of flames.
At this time, even if it is dark night, Zheng Xian can really see that there are hundreds of adobe houses here, and it is already a praise to say that they are simple, if you really want to give an evaluation, this is simply a pigsty!
Each house is quite low, it looks like a tomb, and the height of the silver ghost is about 1.7 meters, which is a very ordinary figure, but you have to bend your waist to walk in.
Each house is not only low, but also very narrow, and it looks like it is for the people of Lilliputia.
However, it can be seen from the dozens of torches erected in the village that there is no difference in size between people and ordinary people.
The fat monk smiled and asked, "Shall we go and say hello to them, and then beg to stay for one night, and ask for some fasting food?" ”
The old man sweet potato was very fond of the fat and honest monk, and grinned gently, revealing the hole where several teeth were missing: "Don't be so troublesome, you nine people will kill in from different directions, and slaughter those things inside, so that we can make room for us to rest." ”