In the sky above the Bloodblade Table.

The green-haired man and the white-haired old man who had been transformed into a puppet were looking down below, looking at Xia Mangqian, who was still taking steps forward in front of the majestic palace.

"I really don't understand what Jiufang thinks." The green-haired man shook his head, "A little guy who is not even a true god can cross the border to kill a puppet at the level of an ancestral god, what else do you want?" ”

"Such a rare demon, he didn't find one when the Nine Directions Chaos Kingdom was not destroyed. Now that it's delivered to the door, it's not a whole 'cut me' test......" The green-haired man pouted, "It's really perverted." ”

"What do you know as a puppet?" The white-haired old man glanced at him.

"I'm a puppet? Aren't you just a formation spirit! The green-haired man was not angry, "It's as if you know the mind of a cultivator very well." ”

"I don't understand, but I've seen more than you." The white-haired old man sighed, "When many demonic cultivators face opponents who are stronger than themselves, they are often able to burst out of their life potential under the persecution of death. But that kind of outburst is on the premise that there is hope for a turnaround. ”

"But if the opponent is replaced by himself, it is exactly the same 'self', with exactly the same strength and means, and can know all the thoughts and thoughts in his heart at any time, then these demonic cultivators are likely to collapse in their Dao hearts in despair and torment."

The white-haired old man looked at Xia Mangqian standing in front of the palace from afar.

Even though he had been trapped in the Phantom Array World for almost a year, Xia Mangqian's face was still calm. Obviously, fighting with 'himself' for so long had a very low impact on his Dao heart.

"I wasn't mistaken about him." An admiring smile appeared on the white-haired old man's face, "Being able to endure the masochistic cultivation tempering in the test of the second level, the tenacity of his Dao heart is more precious than the demonic talent he revealed. ”

"So, you didn't show up at the beginning of the test, deliberately not reminding him that the fifth level can't be given up, as long as the beginning is a test of life or death?" The green-haired man looked at the white-haired old man.

"......" the white-haired old man did not answer.

He thought of the dissuasion of Xia Mangqian before the start of the fourth level test, and thought of the firmness on Xia Mangqian's face at that time. If he told the other party that the fifth level was a spiritual test, a catastrophe of life and death that he couldn't give up halfway, he was afraid that the stubborn little guy would choose to give up directly.

"Maybe there is something more important to that little guy than being a disciple of the master. But for me, the most important thing is to find disciples with higher talent potential and worthy of vigorous cultivation for my master. The white-haired old man sighed secretly.

Seeing that the white-haired old man did not answer, the green-haired man was silent for a long time before asking, "Do you think he can successfully kill himself and pass the test of the fifth level?" ”

Since he could no longer hope that Xia Mangqian would attract the world realm after he left, his hope for liberation could only be placed on Xia Mangqian.

"It's hard to say." The white-haired old man shook his head slowly, "Before the fall of the master, the prisoners who were imprisoned in the world prison were given a chance, and many of them were talented enough to stop at the last level, where the true spirit of the divine soul collapsed and died, and in the end there was no chance to even refine it into a puppet. ”

"But I believe in him." The white-haired old man looked at Xia Mangqian with anticipation in his eyes, "He has a stronger heart than all the cultivators I have seen before. Others can't do it, he may have a chance. ”

The green-haired man nodded slightly, and also looked at Xia Mangqian from afar.

"Huh?" The green-haired man's eyes suddenly lit up, and the white-haired old man also turned red with excitement.

I saw that Xia Mangqian, who had been maintaining a movement, suddenly took that step, and his figure disappeared from the palace gate.

"He succeeded, succeeded!" The white-haired old man roared excitedly, and then disappeared from his place.

"It really made this little guy succeed." The green-haired man was not as excited as the white-haired old man, because he wanted to be his master and let him be freed from the Nine Directions City, but he didn't just want to become a disciple of the Nine Directions Lord.

But thinking that Xia Mangqian had such a monster-like strength before he became a true god, the green-haired man also had a heartfelt smile on his face.

"I guess it won't be long." The green-haired man muttered to himself, and then his figure dissipated like quicksand.

……

Xia Mangqian opened his eyes.

Endless tiredness, immediately welling up in my heart.

But he saw the magnificent palace that seemed to be a four-hoofed beast standing tall, the huge statue of the hydra in the corner of the palace, and the vast dark void beyond the pale golden light, and the huge void fragments that were rapidly streaked like meteors......

"It worked."

Xia Mangqian smiled and withdrew his gaze, just sat down cross-legged, didn't think about anything, didn't do anything......

"Huh."

The white-haired old man appeared out of thin air and looked excitedly at Xia Mangqian, who was sitting cross-legged.

But then he heard Xia Mangqian's deep breathing, and the slightest snoring sound.

"Huh? Actually asleep? The white-haired old man looked at this scene and immediately smiled, "It's really rare for a heavenly god true immortal to be so tired that he falls asleep and even snores." “

Generally speaking, cultivators who have reached the Heavenly Immortal level can not sleep anymore.

However, when the mental pressure is too great and the mental exhaustion is serious, it is undoubtedly an extremely comfortable choice to recover through sleep.

At least Xia Mangqian felt very comfortable.

Even in addition to snoring, he had a dream.

In the dream, he seemed to have become a seed, blown down by the wind under the boulder.

When he was about to take root, he found that he could not open his leaves at all, and he was not exposed to any sunlight. But he didn't give in, and instead of growing upward, he took root deeper into the ground and got more nutrients from the soil.

I don't know how long it took, when his roots had expanded beyond the ground to the incomparably large and abundant, he finally began to poke out the leaves.

"Smack."

The boulder pressed against his head was pushed away, and he stretched his blades to meet the rising sun.

And his mind is also fluttering, as if he can encompass the endless heaven and earth.

Call.

Xia Mangqian's eyes slowly opened.

The mental power of the soul that exists in the underworld also reaches its peak at this time. One was dozens of times stronger than his previous third-level mental power, vast and majestic, and his power soared by several levels.

"It turns out that breaking through the fourth level of mental strength and comprehending the realm of mundane life does not necessarily have to appreciate mundane life. When I am tired and tired, I realize that I am weak, but I have a strong heart, and I firmly believe that man will conquer the sky, and I am stronger than everything, I can also transform. Xia Mangqian sighed in his heart.

The feeling of a spiritual breakthrough is wonderful.

It feels even more wonderful to squeeze yourself to the limit, finally overcome yourself, and let yourself leap forward and improve again, and complete the pursuit of many years.

The fourth level of mental strength, the realm of mortal dust!

A spiritual realm where most of the true gods and Dao ancestors, or even many ancestral gods, are just like this. As he passed the last test, killed his opponent's 'self', and broke the shackles in his heart, he finally accumulated a lot of money and naturally broke through in his sleep.

"Xia Mangqian."

A gentle voice sounded, and the figure of the white-haired old man walked out of the void.

"Array Spirit Senior." Xia Mangqian smiled and got up.

"Congratulations on passing all the tests and becoming the master's personal disciple." The white-haired old man looked at Xia Mangqian, even if he was no longer as excited and ecstatic as he was at the beginning, there was still excitement in his eyes.

"I haven't thanked my seniors for helping me speed up the flow of time when I regained my senses."

As he spoke, Xia Mangqian saluted respectfully, "Thank you seniors." ”

You must know that it will take an extremely long time for him to recover his almost depleted mind at this level. Coupled with the fact that he was still breaking through in the center of sleep, it took even longer.

Therefore, he slept directly for nearly ten years.

But when he woke up, he found that the speed of time around him was different from that of the distance, and he was maintaining a speed of time that was a hundred times faster.

Therefore, although I have slept for nearly ten years, in fact, less than four days have passed in the outside world.

"It's just a trifle."

The white-haired old man looked at Xia Mangqian, "Don't blame me for not showing up after you completed the fourth level test." ”

"It's all gone, and I've succeeded." Xia Mangqian shook his head with a smile.

He understood what the white-haired old man was talking about.

But after experiencing the breakthrough of the fourth level test, even if the white-haired old man appeared at that time, he told him that once he started the fifth level test, there was no way out. Maybe he won't choose to give up.

Because I don't even dare to face myself, how can I deal with more powerful enemies on the path of cultivation.

If you don't always yearn for a higher soul, how can you get to the top if you give up when you encounter difficulties?

"If you don't blame me." The white-haired old man looked at Xia Mangqian and hesitated slightly, but he couldn't help but ask, "The opponent in the last level, how did you kill it?" ”

As he said to Jiu Xuan, it is very terrifying to face an opponent whose strength and means are exactly the same as his own. There had been a lot of talented cultivators who had fallen to this level before, and he was a little skeptical that anyone could really complete the test left by his master.

"It's simple." Xia Mangqian smiled, "After all, it's just an illusion, although the 'self' of the opponent has all my means, he has no creativity. As long as I withstand the pressure, integrate all the means, break through my own limitations, and create a new and stronger secret method...... The old self is no longer my opponent. ”

Yes.

The harvest of his passing the fifth level test is not just a breakthrough in the mental level. As the 'self' who knows him best, in his opinion, he is the best opponent to hone his own secret method.

One move combines the 'Void Swimming Dragon Body Method', the 'Time and Space Phantom Body Method', and draws the essence from the thousands of sword techniques learned in the first level, and the final move 'Time and Space Phantom Dragon Sword Method' is his biggest gain.

The white-haired old man nodded slightly.

Although Xia Mangan said it simply and easily, as soon as he passed the test, he was so tired that he fell asleep directly, and the tempering he endured in the fantasy world and the oppression of himself can be imagined.

"Let's go, I'll take you to apprenticeship. Only after the apprenticeship is completed, you can really be regarded as the master's personal disciple, and get everything that the master left behind to the disciple. ”

After speaking, the white-haired old man sighed in his heart.

The first cultivator to come to Jiufang City turned out to be such a demonic genius...... Master, is it your luck in the dark?

"Whew."

The white-haired old man and Xia Mangqian flew side by side towards the top of the Kunyu Palace.

Kunyu Palace is like the Yinglong Divine Mountain in the Great Xia world, and its appearance is the appearance of the Yinglong Divine Beast. The appearance of the four-hoofed beast in the Kunyu Palace is a special life in the chaos 'Kunyu'.

It was covered in golden scales, and its body was like a tiger, and its four thick hooves and claws were like elephants, but it had sharp claws like eagles. The head at the top is like a horse, and there are five horns that look like crowns...... Although it is a combination of many strange appearances, it is permeated with a unique majesty that looks at the world.

Especially the countless irregular golden scales on its body, the lines between all the scales seemed to be able to form an incomparably complex black pattern, so that the entire Kunyu Palace naturally exuded bursts of coercion, oppressing every life and soul that looked at it.

"This Kunyu Palace is the ultimate magic weapon of the Dao, and it is the most important magic weapon that my master, the Lord of the Nine Directions, left in the imperial city. The interior space is huge, in addition to being a place for the owner to live and cultivate, it is also a treasure trove for collecting the treasures of the Chaos Country. The white-haired old man saw that Xia Mangqian looked at it carefully, and introduced, "The treasures and inheritances left by the master to the disciples are also in the Kunyu Palace. ”

Xia Mangqian nodded.

Immediately, under the leadership of the white-haired old man, they landed on the top head of the Kunyu Palace.

I saw that the flat horse's mouth seemed to be a huge platform, and between the two eyes was a temple door.

After entering the temple gate along the platform, there is an empty hall. Only above the throne, at the farthest and highest point of the main hall, hangs a portrait.

The portrait depicts a slender middle-aged man in a purple robe.

His long, narrow eyes are unfathomable, and just looking at the portrait can feel the immense aura that invisibly emanates. Its coercion was so strong that it even made Xia Mangqian feel stronger than the entire Kunyu Palace.

Of course.

This may also be the relationship between the spirit and the self-defilement of the spirit after the Kunyu Palace was not urged by the owner.

But the strength of the middle-aged man in the portrait is definitely the only one seen in Xia Mangqian's life.

"This is my master, the Lord of the Nine Directions." The white-haired old man said, "However, the master's true spirit collapsed, and in the end, not even the divine body was left, only this portrait remained...... Bow down to this picture. ”

"Yes." Xia Mangqian immediately knelt down and bowed.

Even if he didn't have the treasures of his disciples in the future, he could be regarded as getting a lot of benefits just by the many sword techniques, supernatural powers, magic weapons, and strange things he obtained in the Ten Thousand Insects Palace. Therefore, his prostrations are also sincere.

After getting the habit of the Nine Directions Chaos Country, after three bows and nine knocks, he saw the portrait above the throne rippling slightly, and the middle-aged man on the portrait, the 'Lord of the Nine Directions', walked down.

"Master." The white-haired old man knelt down and looked up at the middle-aged man, his eyes shining with tears.

It's just that as if he hadn't seen it, the Lord of the Nine Directions sat down on the throne by himself, and said, "To be able to pass the test of the five levels I left behind, your talent, will, and soul ...... It's all better than I was at the beginning. ”

"It's lucky to be able to receive such a disciple after death." The Lord of the Nine Directions sighed and said, "I don't want anything else from you, I just hope that you can continue to pass on my lineage after you get my inheritance treasure." But if in the future, you or your disciple's successor can appear an existence that takes another step up from the world realm, I hope you can help me avenge ......"

"But I know how hard it is to get there. Before he died, he left this Jiufang City, and he only saved it in case he was lucky. The Lord of the Nine Directions shook his head, raised his hand and pointed to the empty space of the main hall, and suddenly a black stone tablet as high as ninety-nine zhang high, exuding a faint coercion, appeared.

Xia Mangqian was stunned.

This black stele is too familiar to him, and it is clearly the prison of the world.

"There is a world inside this stone tablet, which was originally a prison where I refined the Chaos Spiritual Liquid and imprisoned the rebels by the way. But now I have changed it into a gift to you. The Lord of the Nine Directions looked at Xia Mangqian, his eyes were gloomy, as if he could see the present through endless time, from the distant past to the present, "I hope you have these gifts I left behind, and finally live to achieve the world realm." In this way, the secret method and supernatural power that condensed my life's work will not be lost. ”

With that, his figure vanished into thin air and reappeared on the portrait.

"Master." A teardrop of tears flowed from the eyes of the white-haired old man, looking at the middle-aged man on the portrait, and muttered in a low voice, "Master rest assured, I will always stay in Jiufang City, and one day there will be a descendant disciple who can avenge the master......"

Xia Mangqian shook his head slightly, knowing that the white-haired old man was a formation spirit, and after being created and born by the Lord of the Nine Directions, his feelings for him were deeper and purer than those of real beings.

He didn't bother the white-haired old man, but got up and went behind the black stone tablet to check.

Really.

It's like the World Prison Stone Tablet he obtained, with countless strange characters densely packed like tadpoles.

But unlike the faint division of all the words on his stone tablet into seven parts, the more than one million words on this stone tablet are only divided into two parts.

"Two sets of methods?" Xia Mangqian immediately skillfully separated a wisp of pure yang mana, and began to pour in and infiltrate from the strange characters at the top.

Suddenly, fluctuations containing a large amount of information were transmitted into Xia Mangqian's memory.

…… It was a set of knife techniques, called "Nine Directions of Annihilation"!

(End of chapter)