Purple Flame Sect, Outer Four Peaks Region.

The dense retreat light travels through the huge open space surrounded by the four peaks of wind, thunder, snow and rain.

"This Purple Flame Sect occupies too much land! I'm afraid that the dark purple square below is thousands of miles in circumference, what can this be used for? "Lin Xing's Imperial Envoy Dragon Scale Sword, turned into a golden light, mixed in the more than three hundred outer door guests, and the aura emitted was inconspicuous.

Below, there is a vast area of dark purple.

After receiving Tu Gang's transmission, Lin Xing and other outsiders rushed over, and even a few outsiders who had been left in the previous five years rushed over with gray hair and twilight.

These gray-haired, twilight-covered outsiders gave Lin Xing a rather strange feeling.

I don't know if it's the feeling that Shouyuan is about to end, and the contradictory faces that seem to be happy and sad when they rush to Tu Gang's side, as well as the numb eyes that have always changed.

Immediately, Tu Gang took them to the top of this dark purple square, and flew all the way to this moment, it has been more than two hours, Lin Xing roughly estimated, when he had escaped more than 1,500 miles, even the spiritual power of the ten layers of condensation in his body was more than 20%.

Look at the others.

Obviously, there were already many monks of the seventh layer of Qi Condensation, and they were already crumbling, and they were still gritting their teeth and persevering.

"This Elder Tu Gang, where is he going to take me and the others? Is it the secret realm that was originally opened in a few days......" Lin Xing's gaze fell on the forefront, the most dazzling light, and his eyes were a little deep.

Fortunately, less than half an hour later, a towering portal appeared in front of everyone.

This portal is rather strange.

The two doors are like the appearance of those big families in the mortal world, but the two shop heads, but they are an image that Lin Xing has never seen, it should be a rare demon beast, this kind of demon beast is black, the most significant feature is that each shop head has twelve eyes.

At this time, the two bunks, a total of twenty-four eyes, were closed.

The two gates were densely packed, full of traces of something flowing, spreading in all directions, and the center was surrounded by the two bunks, which was quite strange.

The whole body of the portal is dark black, and its depth is incompatible with the layout of the purple flame sect full of purple, as if it was dug out of somewhere and placed here.

The vein-like black lines, where the portal touched the ground, spread wantonly to the surroundings.

Tu Gang led the outer door to cultivate, landed in front of this portal, and then took the lead towards the side of the door, only then Lin Xing noticed that on the side of the portal, there was an inconspicuous, land temple-like building, which only accommodated this one person with a messy beard.

"Uncle Shi."

Tu Gang respectfully saluted the man.

Lin Xing and the other outsiders also quickly lowered their heads, not looking directly at the person, who wrinkled his rosacea, squinted his eyes and looked at Tu Gang and the outsiders behind him.

"And get so many loose cultivators to die?" The corners of the rosacea-nosed old man's mouth hooked, revealing a sarcastic smile, "If we let the power girl take power again, I am afraid that the hundreds of thousands of miles of scattered cultivation around us will disappear." ”

After saying this, the rosacea old man sat up straight.

I don't know if it's Lin Xing's delusion.

He found that as the rosacea old man sat up straight, the originally low earth temple-like building became taller, and at the same time, an indescribable momentum enveloped everyone.

Lin Xing's body tightened.

As the rosacea old man got serious, his gaze swept over everyone, like a sharp knife, it seemed to penetrate everyone's hearts, and when he saw Lin Xing, his gaze paused slightly and frowned.

"A monk of the Five Elements Spiritual Root? Have you also practiced the same exercises as the Five Elements? "The rosacea old man was very surprised that there was such a monk among the outsiders recruited this time.

The cultivators of the Five Elements Spiritual Root are already extremely slow in their cultivation.

Even if this kind of monk has spiritual power to quench his body and can live more than 100 years old, coupled with a sufficient supply of resources, until the longevity is exhausted, it will be difficult to break through the high level of qi condensation, but the monk in front of him has not had half a point of twilight qi on his body, and he has already cultivated to the consummation of the middle level of qi condensation!

Just a pause.

In the old man's mind, the monk in front of him may have only taken some powerful pill, which could only reach the current realm a few decades before the longevity was exhausted, but even if he was lucky and broke through to the high level of condensation, there would be no possibility of forging a Dao foundation.

Even, the high-level condensation qi cannot be reached by this person.

After all, the high-level realm barrier of the Five Elements Spirit Root Cultivator must be like a heavenly moat, and it cannot be rushed.

The moment the rosacea-nosed old man's gaze paused on his body, Lin Xing only felt that his whole body was seen through by others, and there was a feeling that he had been skinned and cramped, and all his secrets had been spied on.

In an instant, his back was covered with sweat, his clothes were already attached to his back, and his forehead was even more cold sweat, until the rosacea old man looked away for a long time.

Lin Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

It should be that he didn't see through his Qiankun mirror, if he really saw through his Qiankun mirror, I'm afraid that this rosacea old man has already done it, and there is no one in the field who needs to be scrupulous.

"Huh!" The mirror of the sea trembled, and it was immature with a little disdain. A female voice sounded, "This person is just a fake Dan realm, what can I use to see through the Qiankun Mirror?" ”

Qiankun Jingling spoke out after a long absence, and Lin Xing hurriedly asked, but still didn't get any response.

He had a feeling of facing his uncle.

He is not the owner of the Qiankun Mirror at all, just a social animal who works for the Qiankun Mirror, and there is no card in front of the Qiankun Mirror Spirit, only when people are in a good mood, they will have some communication with him.

However, Qiankun Jingling still revealed some information.

"Fake Dan realm?"

Lin Xing looked at his nose and nose, but out of the corner of his eye, he was observing the old man with rosacea, thinking for a while.

The realm of the false pill is actually the monk of the Great Perfection of the foundation building period, after the failure of the Jindan period and not dying, the phantom similar to the golden pill is condensed in the body, and the special realm will be reached, which is very rare.

In the rush of the Great Realm, failure is almost certain death.

Of course, just like the low, medium, and high levels of the Qi Condensation Period, although the span of the breakthrough is relatively large, there is a five-layer gap, but its essence is still the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Period, which is nothing more than the refining of the spiritual power in the body, as long as the spiritual soul cultivation can keep up, basically there will be no mistakes.

Of course, the longevity of this realm will not change.

Even if the spiritual power cultivation is only one layer, or if another monk is accepted as a spiritual servant and has the spiritual power to nourish the body, he can easily live to be one hundred and twenty or thirty years old.

And the monks of the Great Consummation of Qi can only live to be 120 or 30 years old, no matter how much they struggle.

Perhaps, those low-level monks and those spiritual servants can indulge in the sound of dogs and horses, enjoy themselves freely, and spend more than a hundred years quite happily.

But for those Qi Condensing Dzogchen monks who have been able to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and fly to the heavens and the earth, how can they be willing to cultivate all their lives and suddenly look back and see that they are close to death?

This is more like a curse.

Choose to go forward, and there is no end to the road.