"Make a god!"

Rong Fei muttered with a strange expression.

"That's right, it's the creation of gods. Unfortunately, in the end he failed."

Bai Zizi shrugged his shoulders and said regretfully.

"However, although the creation of the god failed, he found a kind of invisible but real but real in the meridians of the corpse through his special magical powers... Breath.

Before he died, the god passed on the results of his research to some of the wisest people of the human race at the time. After many years of research and practice, the human race has mastered the method of absorbing this Qi from heaven and earth, and then transforming it into a method that can be used for its own use.

Later, the human race called the Qi that had not been absorbed and transformed in heaven and earth as spiritual energy, and the qi that could be freely controlled when absorbed into the body was called spiritual power. At this point, the human race has its first cultivation method.

And then many years passed, and the first group of Terran wise men were divided with each other. Part of it continues to study how to absorb and transform spiritual power more efficiently. The other part is to trace back to the roots, hoping to reproduce God's ability - supernatural power through the study of spiritual power.

The group of people who studied spiritual power later went to the southwest corner of the mainland to establish the Qiankun Temple, while the group of people who studied supernatural powers stayed in the center of the mainland and established the Great Compassion Temple. Hundreds of years later, in the mountaintop academy in the southeast corner of Lu, a great Confucian realized the cultivation method of Haoran Qi, and Shushan was established. A group of Jianghu martial artists who had mastered the method of practicing qi founded the Martial Arts Sect in the northwest corner of the mainland, and later because the sword cultivation power became bigger, they simply changed their name and called it Sword Pavilion. The Terrans in the Wild Land of the North have found that they can obtain spiritual power from the flesh and soul of demon beasts, and because of the fact that this kind of cultivation has caused some changes in people's bodies, their temperament will become more violent, and they will be rejected by the Terrans in the Central Plains. The Terrans of the North called themselves demons and established a demon temple in the northeast corner of the continent.

More than a thousand years have passed, and the method of cultivation has been studied to the extreme. One day, several of the Great Monks suddenly broke through the void and ascended.

Only then did people realize that it could be like this.

So since then, the human race that has mastered the method of cultivation has taken the ultimate goal of ascending to immortality, calling itself an immortal cultivator. It wasn't until more than 800 years ago that the arrest god cleaned up the mess, and he had no choice but to remove the immortal character and change it to a monk.

cough cough cough, my throat is dry after saying so many words at once, won't Rong Zhutou make a cup of tea for the guests to moisten their throats?"

Bai Zizai complained after coughing a few times. z.br>

Rong Fei walked to the table and picked up the teapot, poured a cup of cold tea and handed it to Bai Zizi.

"Huh! What kind of tea is this, it tastes like I've never tasted before."

After drinking the cup of tea, Bai Zizi smashed his mouth and muttered.

Rong Fei lifted the lid of the teapot, a faint musty smell came to his nose, glanced at the black and green mold spots floating in the pot, Rong Fei silently covered the teapot and put it back on the table.

"With all that said, what do you want to express?"

Rong Fei asked.

"In ancient times, after the death of those powerful people who claimed to be gods, their supernatural powers would condense in a certain part of their bodies and become magic weapons, and the first magic weapons in the world were born in this way. Moreover, the genius earth treasures, rare birds and beasts and other heaven and earth spiritual objects in ancient times are now difficult to find. As long as you can find anything in the ancient ruins, hehehehe, then it is developed. If you're lucky enough to find three or two, you'll wake up smiling when you dream."

Bai Zizi said with an exaggerated face.

"Since there are so many eye-catching treasures in the ancient ruins, there must be a lot of people who covet them, and there are even some great cultivators of the Earth Realm or the Heavenly Realm. Wouldn't that be dangerous?"

"This... Well... Hahahaha, I remembered it when you reminded me, and I forgot to say something just now. The ancient period has been more than 5,000 years ago, and there are actually about 80 or 90 ancient ruins in such a long time.

But you also know that no matter what good things have been put away for too long, there may be some unpredictable changes. For example, the food will be rancid, the water will stink, and the bones will turn to dust.

When the first few ancient ruins appeared, it was indeed as you said, attracting the world's strongest people to flock to it, but unfortunately it was bad luck

Some, all the good things in the ruins are broken, and they are of little value.

Later, when there were ruins, these strong men were a little too lazy to move. After all, the chessboard continent is vast, and it takes a lot of time for a strong person in the heavenly realm to fly against the wind, not to mention the monks of the realm and human realm who can't fly.

I was lazy and didn't want to run in vain, and I was worried that if something good was taken away by someone else in the ruins of the new world. So all the cultivation sects discussed a countermeasure, the ancient ruins were only allowed to enter and explore the human realm monks, and the earth realm and heavenly realm monks were not allowed to enter, otherwise they would attack them in groups. As a result, there was the first batch of world walks.

Of course, today, walking the world is no longer just about competing for the treasures in the ancient ruins. There are also many tasks such as Hongchen training, slaying demons and demons, selecting disciples with cultivation talents, and so on."

"How many ancient ruins have survived so far?"

Rong Fei asked.

"Didn't I just say that, maybe eighty or ninety of them?"

Bai Zizi said vaguely.

Rong Fei crossed his arms around his chest and looked at Bai Zizi and sneered.

"Okay, I know I can't fool you, there are a total of thirteen ancient ruins in existence so far."

"How many treasures have you acquired?"

"Uh... Well, as I said before, this kind of thing depends on luck, who doesn't have a three-decline and six-prosperous one, right? Don't always look at me like I'm telling a lie. Okay, okay, you win, altogether... Total—"

"Be louder, I didn't hear clearly."

"Nothing."

Bai Zizi muttered at a very fast pace.

Rong Fei was amused.

There wasn't even a single treasure in the thirteen ancient ruins, so it was no wonder that the Great Monk wasn't interested.

But it's funny and a little strange, since the chance of finding a treasure in the ruins is so low, uh... It can't be said to be low, it's simply zero.

Why is Bai Zizi still so interested in ancient ruins?

As if he understood the doubts in Rong Fei's eyes, Bai Zizi explained.

"I haven't found any treasures in the ancient ruins so far, but I can't conclude that there is no new one, right? I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if.

Therefore, all the major sects have issued death orders to the world walking in the gate, but whenever there are ancient ruins in the world, they must hurry to go, otherwise they will be severely punished."

"Oh, that's right. Then I wish Brother Bai a successful start to this trip."

Rong Fei arched his hand.

Bai Zizai grabbed Rong Fei's arm and said hurriedly.

"Don't play stupid, you know what I mean."

"Huh? What do you mean, Brother White?"

Rong Fei asked knowingly.

"I'm looking for your help."

"Don't make trouble, I'm just a little pawn of the eighth grade cultivation, and if I go, it's also a mess."

"I didn't say that I asked you to help fight, but to use your wits to deal with the sinister guys in Shushan, as well as the stinky Taoist priests of Qiankun Temple."

After laying the groundwork for a long time, Bai Zizi finally said his purpose.

"The time of the ruins is uncertain, sometimes not a single one for hundreds of years. Sometimes they are like mushrooms after rain, one after another.

In June last year, there was only a ruin in Danzhou in the east, and it was only a year ago, and the signs of the ruins were found in Linzhou in the north. One east and one north are tens of thousands of miles apart, and I am really tired of running for my life.

Last year, in Danzhou, forty or fifty people from all over the world from large and small sects came to the scene. Those of the small and medium-sized sects who walked in the world and cultivated mediocre, and the only ones who really had the strength to touch the ruins were actually the people of the Four Absolute Holy Lands.

Because of its proximity to the Sword Pavilion and the Demon Palace, these two sects have traveled the most in the world. There are three people in our Sword Pavilion, four people from the Demon Sect, and two people each from Qiankun Guan and Shushan.

Except for a few demons with cultivation qualifications against the heavens, most of the people in the world of the Four Absolute Holy Lands have similar cultivation, and at this time, the party with the largest number of people will naturally have the advantage.

But among the two people who Qiankun observed, there was a demon. It is Murong Qiushui's brother who was slapped by you - Murong Canghai. As a result, Qiankun Guan, who only had two people present, was the strongest, followed by our Sword Pavilion, third in the Demon Palace, and the weakest in Shushan."

"There is one more person in the Demon Hall than your Sword Pavilion, why is it ranked third?"

Rong Fei asked.

"Hey, hey, hey It's just a little bit worse than Murong Canghai, so he overwhelmed the four people in the Demon Hall and ranked second, hehehe."

Bai Zizi explained quite smugly.

"But... Alas! Although more than a year has passed, I still feel aggrieved when I think about it now. The two bastards in Shushan played a shady game, secretly attracting those small and medium-sized sects to form an alliance and carry out sneak attacks on our three parties respectively. We were all wounded by defenselessness, and we had no choice but to unite to fight against it.

Fortunately, in the end, no treasures were found in the ruins, and there was no reason to fight, so they dispersed in the end. Otherwise, it's hard to say whether you can come out of the ruins alive, after all, ants bite elephants to death."

"Will the disciples of the Four Absolute Holy Lands also fight each other to the death?"

Rong Fei asked curiously.

"Why practice if you don't fight? It's boring and hard. You want to say immortality or ascend to immortality, don't make trouble. Human realm monks will live thirty or forty years longer than ordinary people, and they will come to an end when they are more than a hundred years old. The longest-lived monks of the Realm are said to be nearly 300 years old. Heavenly realm cultivators can live to be six or seven hundred years old when they reach the peak of their cultivation. The longevity of the Super Venerable Realm is nine hundred and ninety-nine, which is just one year short of turning a thousand years old.

No more than ten of the hundred monks who can break through the Seven Grades and reach the Earth Realm. If you are lucky, the most of these ten people who can break through the four grades and reach the heavenly realm are one or two, in fact, most of the time they are completely wiped out, and the big guys are trapped in the peak of the four grades in a neat manner, and finally die of old age together.

Therefore, only those demons with extremely ungodly qualifications will set the ultimate goal of cultivation as ascension. The rest of them just want to live a few more decades and enjoy themselves. It's just boring to live, and you always have to find something interesting and exciting to do. And fighting is one of the most interesting things.

And then there's, hey, hey..."

Bai Zizi smiled cheaply and threw Rong Fei a look that you know.