"They can't come to earth because of some kind of restriction."

"What restrictions?"

"The limits of the heavenly realm, if you go to the heavens, you can't easily go down to earth." That's what people said that day.

"How many people in the Heavenly Realm have cultivated like me?"

"It's like a crucian carp crossing a river." The man of heaven said without hesitation.

"Really?" Wang Zhe stared into his eyes.

"Of course!" That day the man said coldly.

"So your cultivation is at the bottom of the heavenly realm, and you still cross the river? You tell the two of them to come down and let me see, how high is their cultivation? ”

When the man heard this, he turned his head to the side and said no more.

Although he wanted to stab the monk in front of him with one shot,

But he also admitted in his heart that the cultivation of this person in front of him was very profound, and even when he reached the Heavenly Realm, he was afraid that he was the most outstanding existence.

The key is that he has the Great Dao True Law, which is the rarest and most difficult supernatural power between heaven and earth, but if he cultivates, it is the most difficult to deal with.

Not to mention this human realm, even in the heavenly realm, cultivators who have cultivated the Great Dao True Law are extremely rare.

But there is one here in front of me,

"What kind of supernatural powers do you cultivate?" Tianren couldn't help but ask.

Wang Zhe didn't answer his question, "Tell me about the Heavenly Realm, right?" ”

The people were silent that day.

"Nothing to say?"

Wang Zhe looked at him, thinking about what to do with this celestial.

A human immortal,

To kill or not to kill?

After the time of a stick of incense,

There is an immortal's grave under this mountain,

His name is Zhou Wenxian and he is from the Heavenly Realm.

Wang Zhe's cave has two more "Eight Desolation Monuments".

The monuments are placed in the cave so casually, if they are seen by the monks outside, I don't know how many people's eyes will be shocked.

"Laifu, Tuanzi, although these Eight Desolate Monuments are rare treasures, and the things recorded in them are indeed profound and mysterious, but don't indulge in them, everything has a degree."

Wang Zhe said earnestly, and Laifu and Tuanzi on the side nodded.

"You might as well start with a stone tablet."

Through the previous experiments on Laifu, Wang Zhe knew that these Eight Desolation Monuments could not only be seen by human monks, but also by other creatures between heaven and earth.

The text above is not just for people,

This made him very curious, who made these Eight Desolation Monuments, and why did the Heavenly Realm send people down to track down their whereabouts?

Outside Qinchuan,

The internal guards of the Hundred Cavalry Division and the monks of the Heavenly Pavilion were still stationed there, and they did not retreat, because they had not received orders from above.

They would never have thought that the person they had been looking for had now turned into a corpse and was buried under a mountain in Qinchuan,

In the mountains, Wang Zhe looked at the two stone tablets, and the ancient words on them were shining, constantly changing, and flew down from the stone tablet.

flew into Wang Zhe's eyes and into his mind,

The painting in his mind has more scenes, more vivid,

Heaven and earth, sun and moon, stars, mountains and rivers......

There was a world in his mind,

This Qinchuan is very peaceful, but the clouds in the capital are weird.

The strangeness of the sudden appearance of the Yin and Yang Land in the City Emperor Temple is beyond the imagination of many people.

In the end, a kind of monk from Tianfeng Pavilion and Qin Tianjian joined forces and used four magic weapons to temporarily seal him at the cost of the lives of twelve monks.

Although it is temporarily sealed, it has not been completely eliminated after all, and it is always a hidden danger.

On the Stargazing Pavilion,

Out of the prison of Qin Tianjian, there was another person, a thin old man, who looked ordinary, like an old man next door.

The identity of this old man is not simple, he is the pavilion master of Tianfeng Pavilion, and there are many great monks in the world.

"Daoyou is very pure here!"

"Get used to it, drink tea."

"Thank you."

"The capital, the dragon vein guards, Dayong's qi is suppressed, why is there still that yin and yang land?" The Pavilion Master of Tianfeng Pavilion took a sip of tea.

Prison Supervisor Qintian was looking up at the sky outside,

"The heavens are out of order."

"It's messy, isn't it messy a long time ago?" The Heavenly Pavilion Lord said with a smile.

"This time it's different." Dao Xuan turned his head and looked at the chessboard in front of him.

"National fortune, gas number." He said four words.

"Your Majesty's eloquence is strategic, and you won't fail to see it." The Pavilion Master of Tianfeng Pavilion looked awe-struck when he heard this.

"yes, so what the hell was he thinking?" Dao Xuan turned his head to look in the direction of the capital.

The majesty in the palace turned the world into a county for the sake of immortality.

The original peaceful and prosperous era, which can last for hundreds of years, is about to come to an end.

"What the hell was he thinking?"

This is not only a question in his heart, but also a question in the hearts of many people in the world.

"I have a message here, Wu Zhengang." After the Tianfeng Pavilion Lord said these three words, Dao Xuan was stunned.

"Sure enough, the one who should come still has to come."

In the palace, in the imperial study, the weather outside is very cold, but it is very warm inside.

Xiao Guang sat on the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The desk in front of me was full of recitals, and none of them were good news.

The world is very chaotic, it has been chaotic for several years, and Dayong is no longer the Dayong he once was.

How could he, the son of heaven in the current dynasty, not know, he has always known, he knows very clearly,

"It's almost time?" He suddenly opened his eyes and looked out.

Thousands of miles away,

At the foot of Qinchuan,

A mountain village,

Ah Xiang drank a little too much, and across from him was a middle-aged man, with yellow teeth, triangular eyes, and a bowl of wine in his hand.

"Here, drink some more."

"No, no, I have to go home."

"It's still early."

"Ah Xiang, I really admire you, for the sake of Auntie, I don't want my life, aren't you afraid in the mountains?"

"My life was given by her, and when I first entered the mountain, I was still angry, and I was not afraid, but when I saw those beasts in the mountains, my life hung by a thread several times,

I'm scared too, who isn't afraid of death, I'm just lucky. Ah Xiang burped.

"Yes, you were lucky to meet an immortal, that immortal is very good, right?"

"Of course."

"Look in the direction you're going, it's Lone Dragon Ridge, right?"

"It's far away from Gulongling, turn over there, go northwest, and it will take a few days." Ah Xiang said.

The man sitting across from him had a strange smile on his face.

In the past few days, Ah Xiang met immortals in Qinchuan, gave the elixir, and saved his seriously ill mother, which has spread all over the mountain villages, and even to the nearby county seats.

Many people came to ask Ah Xiang where the immortal practiced.

Not only the people in the village, but also the wealthy families in the county.

Some people even came with silver money, and some people promised Ah Xiang that if he could tell the point of the immortal's cultivation, he would definitely thank him with a lot of money.

Ah Xiang replied with the same words.

He didn't know where the immortal was, he passed out in the mountains and was rescued by the immortal.

He couldn't even remember the place where he was unconscious, the forest was too deep to make out the direction.

Others don't know Ah Xiang's details, but this man knows very well, Ah Xiang has a unique ability in the mountains, that is, he will not get lost.

No matter how deep the woods are, he will not lose his way,

Therefore, he said that he could not tell the direction in the woods, which must be false, and he probably knew where the immortal lived, but he just didn't want to say it.

So today he invited this Ah Xiang to come, and the hospitality of good wine and food made him drunk and used his words.

"He really knew, but he just wouldn't say it."

took him to ask him carefully, but Ah Xiang was all muttering, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"That should be the case."

Then he left the village, braved the cold wind and entered the county seat, came to a large house, and met its owner.

A middle-aged man in a brocade hat and a mink fur.

The room was warm, and Ah Xiang's fellow villagers had flattering smiles on their faces.

"Ah Xiang, the villager who was given the elixir by the immortals?"

"Exactly, I am his countryman, and I have already inquired from him about the approximate location of the immortal."

"How?"

"I was drinking with him, and I asked him when he was drunk." Ah Xiang's fellow villagers unconsciously played a drinking song.

The middle-aged man not far away frowned.

"Say, where is that immortal?"

"Northwest of Gulongling, about three days' journey."

"Who else did you tell the news?"

"I'll just tell you alone."

The middle-aged man raised his hand and threw him a bag of broken silver.

"Master Xie, Master Xie." Ah Xiang's fellow townsman hurriedly thanked him.

"Don't tell anyone else about this news."

"Hey, hey, I remember." Ah Xiang's fellow townsman nodded hurriedly.

After he was gone, a man came out from behind the curtain, this man looked a little strange, and his face was blue on one side.

"Hear me?"

"Well, I'll go."

"Be careful, I heard that the people of the imperial court have been looking for something in Qinchuan recently."

"Got it."

"Once you've found him, don't rush forward, take a look from afar."

"Understood."

In the mountains, the cold wind howls,

Inside the cave, the divine light shines,

Wang Zhe's divine consciousness dispersed out of the cave and floated into the mountain,

He waved his hand in the cave,

Outside the cave, a gust of wind rose and blew down the peaks, blowing louder and louder, blowing through the mountains and forests, the trees swayed, and large foliage fell.

With a flip of his hand, the earth under the mountain swelled, and the ground shook, like a dragon turning over, and a mound swelled up from the ground.

A little bit of fluorescence flew out, and when it left the cave, it immediately turned into a cloud of fire, and the flames soared, burning half of the sky.

The aura around this mountain is surging like boiling water,

Wang Zhe's understanding of the subtleties of the innate five elements is getting deeper and deeper.

The innate five elements can imprison the aura between heaven and earth, fix the five elements between heaven and earth, transform gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and call for wind and rain......

Wang Zhe felt that only when he cultivated to this point could he be called an immortal.

Shakers

world shaking

At this time, a man in the mountain walked against the wind,

In the distance, he saw what seemed to be a fire in the sky,

It was the person who came to search for Wang Zhe's place of cultivation outside the mountain.

"Isn't that the place?"

He flew towards the peak where Wang Zhe was cultivating, and saw the extraordinary nature of this mountain from a distance.

The cave where Wang Zhe practiced was actually quite cleverly hidden, and it was almost impossible to see it all around, and it could only be seen through above.

Therefore, the man did not see any traces of cultivation in the mountains from a distance.

Even if he went closer, unless he went up the mountain, he would not find any signs of cultivation in the mountain.

Someone's coming?

In the cave, Wang Zhe already sensed that someone was approaching, and he was still a monk, walking and stopping, as if he was looking for something.

So he lifted up his hand in the mountains,

The man a few miles down the mountain suddenly flickered, and the spell he cast was instantly broken, and then he fell from mid-air and fell into the forest.

"What's going on?" He got up and hurriedly looked around, but found no one.

After investigating for a long time, he was sure that there was indeed no one around, so he wanted to cast a spell again and leave, but found that his aura could not be mobilized at all, just like an ordinary person.

"It's broken, it's not a body of cultivation that has been abolished!" He panicked.

It's not clear that it's what it is now.

"Didn't you already arrive at the cultivation place of the immortals and disturb him?"

"In Xia Yangxing, I strayed into this place, disturbed the cultivation of immortals, and atoned for my sins." He shouted into the air.

Although it was still a few miles away from Wang Zhe's place of cultivation, Wang Zhe heard the voice.

He didn't say anything,

Raising his hand, woo, the wind rose down the mountain, and the man was directly swept up by the wind, drifting towards the southeast, and after a while, he fell into the forest with a pop, and fell all over his body.

When he got up again, Yang Xing was already pale with fright,

At this point, he was already stunned,

When people are seen, they are inexplicably swept away by a gust of wind.

He was basically sure that there must be an immortal cultivator near the place he had just arrived.

However, he did not dare to come any closer.

This time, the immortal was so good-tempered that a gust of wind blew him away, and if he didn't open his eyes and went again, he might directly kill himself.

"Go back!"

He immediately turned around, and when he returned to the county seat, he told the man in the brocade hat and ermine what had happened.

"You don't see anyone?"

"Nope." The blue-faced man shook his head.

"That immortal's cultivation is too high, and in an instant my cultivation was sealed, and then swept away by a gust of wind, I think if he wants to kill me, it will be like crushing an ant to death."

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

"Where?"

"Northwest of Gulongling, about 100 miles away." The blue-faced man thought for a moment and said.

"Do you think he can help me?"

"I'm going to have to give it a try."

In the Qinchuan River,

Two figures shuttled through the woods,

One of them was wearing a Taoist robe, and he looked like he was many years old and delicate.

The other had a sword box on his back, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Brother Lin, we've been looking here for ten days, and there's still no trace at all, is he no longer here in Qinchuan.

If he's still here, the guards outside won't be able to find him? ”

"He should still be in the mountains, he snatched a Eight Desolation Monument from the Northern Xinjiang Royal Court, and entered the capital, only one of the two Eight Desolation Monuments was snatched, he was probably injured and healed in the mountains."