Chapter 147: The Name of the Mountain Man
Xiang Yangzi's cultivation has reached the peak of refining the void, and the next step is the power of the Merge Realm, which is also the existence of the Mighty Shock side in the spirit world, but with his cultivation like this, the rejection of the divine soul is also to an incredible extent, and he will definitely not be able to enter the Netherworld, otherwise he would not have sent the apprentice of the Yuan Infant Stage to cross the border.
The middle-aged monk knew one thing very well, that is, with his master's cultivation, it was impossible for him to descend to the netherworld in the flesh, and he had never even heard of this precedent, let alone being exposed to the air of the netherworld, so he had no doubt about Zhang Yuan.
This is no less than a mortal jumping into the water of king!
But he also knew that for some reason, there were many powerful people in the spirit world who were concentrating on locking his body and far superior to Xiang Yangzi, and he couldn't imagine that the person in front of him was one of them, and it was estimated that the long-term retreat had made him a little backward in terms of information, otherwise he would not have asked these questions, so he threw out a secret that the other party was absolutely interested in, but it was no longer a secret among high-level monks.
"Are my predecessors trapped in this realm and cannot survive the tribulation for a long time? I think that no one in my spiritual realm has been able to break the tribulation and soar in the past 100,000 years, and countless predecessors have died of their lives, and their path has been blocked, which is really a great misfortune for my generation!"
"However, this time the unification of all worlds is a great opportunity, my Canglan Sect gathered the power of the four sects and eight factions, and with the car of that existence as a guide, I laid down the Heavenly Performance Great Array to calculate the seven seven forty-nine years, and finally sensed a mysterious and profound law approaching ......."
Speaking of this, the middle-aged monk could not hide the longing and joy on his face, and took a deep look: "Senior, there is hope for ascending to the immortal realm!"
Ascending to the Immortal Realm, this was too far away from Zhang Yuan, in addition to being a little frightened by this secret, his attention turned to another keyword.
"The ...... Who's that?"
The carriage that crossed the sky again and again, could it really be a powerful car?
The middle-aged monk was a little stunned, why did this person in front of him ask such a low-level question? Could it be that the other party was the kind of old monster who had been reincarnated several times and had forgotten most of his past?
When his brain was made up here, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly bowed down and said: "That existence broke through the boundary more than 100,000 years ago, so according to legend, that person once called himself a 'mountain man'. ”
Zhang Yuan Huo Ran changed color!
The three of them bowed their heads respectfully, not paying attention to his expression, and the middle-aged monk said again: "Although that being has never said where he came from, after a hundred years of preaching, countless predecessors have been taught, making my spiritual realm stand out from many lower realms and become the only upper realm among the human race, all thanks to that person's work!"
"After that, he broke the boundary and left, and the predecessors all respected the name of 'Xuanyuan Immortal Venerable'!"
Xuanyuan Immortal Venerable...... Xuanyuan Immortal Venerable...... Is that mountain man so big?
Zhang Yuan's breathing suddenly became a little shorter, and he clearly got the other party's inheritance, but why was it so weak? Is there a higher realm above the Holy Body and the Yang God, or is this inheritance incomplete?
What's the secret?
"Senior...... Seniors?"
Seeing that he was silent for a long time, the middle-aged monk was anxious, and he couldn't help but cry out boldly.
Zhang Yuan came to his senses, but saw the three of them looking at him in horror, not ...... It's looking behind him, looking like he's seen a ghost.
His heart couldn't help sinking, and when he turned around, wisps of black mist floated out of thin air, and they drilled into the ground one after another, gradually forming a dark and incomparably distorted shadow, which made people want to get lost in it at a glance, and never leave it.
"Go !!!"
The middle-aged monk couldn't care about Zhang Yuan anymore, and gave a frightened order, and the bodies of the three of them suddenly cleared up, and they disappeared in an instant, obviously the soul body had returned.
"Holy monk, is the great monk dead?"
A faint sound came from the shadows on the ground, but the ground was empty.
"It's long gone, it's been a thousand years. ”
Zhang Yuan suddenly didn't want to run away anymore, and replied calmly.
"Da Zhen...... Dead...... Are you dead...... Dead...... Finally, something changed in the words.
The black shadow writhed strangely, as if to stand up from the ground, at this moment, Zhang Yuan suddenly clenched his fists, knelt on the ground, and smashed the shadow vigorously, while smashing, he read expressionlessly: "Dead! dead! dead! dead......
Bang!bang......
In the desolate and dead atmosphere, there was a dull crashing sound, and Zhang Yuan's fists kept falling, lifting, falling...... Every time he slammed it, the shadow on the ground invaded from his fingers, and after half an hour, the five fingers of his entire fist were all pitch black!
The stone of the Netherworld was extremely strong and sharp, and under the continuous and full force bombardment, the stone finally cut through the flesh of the fist, and golden blood flowed out of it, dripping into the black shadow with a click.
With a "bang", every drop of blood fell, like water into boiling oil, emitting bursts of tooth-sore corrosion and explosion sounds, making the black shadow on the ground writhe more violently, making a scalp-numbing hissing sound!
Zhang Yuan's heart was like a lightning bolt, and he suddenly dispelled the fog, his eyes were clear again, and cold sweat almost overflowed from his back.
He unknowingly fell for it...... Fang Cai's state was not a complete loss of mind, but he was trying to destroy the damn thing, full of killing intent and madness, and now that I think about it, it was almost a process of gradual change of mind into distortion!
If it weren't for the restraint of his own blood, I'm afraid I wouldn't know how to die!
The black shadow on the ground gradually dissipated under the corrosion of golden blood, and the pitch black of the five fingers had also receded, Zhang Yuan calmed the throbbing in his heart, picked up the burden and swept it in one direction.
Two hours later, on a towering cliff, Zhang Yuan looked at the scenery below the mountain in disbelief.
It is said to be a landscape, but it is just an ordinary thing, but it should never appear in this netherworld.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a county-sized city, the city is brightly lit, and people the size of ants come and go, which is extremely prosperous.
Although the city is not big, just looking at the lights at night, it is not comparable to any county in the world, and it can almost compete with Wang Jingluoyi at the time of the grand festival.
In a place full of darkness, in this twisted and strange netherworld, there is such a prosperous human city, and the brilliance of the lights in the city almost rises to the sky, cutting through this endless silence at the same time, but it also seems out of place, absurd and grotesque.
Looking at the golden lights in front of him, Zhang Yuan suddenly felt some warmth in his heart, he had stayed in this dark and silent place for a long time, and seeing such a prosperous city on earth again made him feel like seeing the light of day again, and at the same time, a great attraction was invisibly urging him, urging him to walk in quickly......
Only by entering the city can you get rid of the haunting monsters that are chasing after you!