"It's just that in the ancient wars back then, many righteous path immortals died and died, so there were a large number of ownerless origins."

"Now, whether it is the floating world or the demon clan Qingyao Mountain, there are many origins."

"Fellow Warrior Immortal, you have comprehended two different laws."

"Now, if you can regain your divine position, then these two paths are under your control."

"It's up to you to deal with the matter of these two powers."

"But, although they are all origins, there are also superior and inferior."

"A path of origin, the more people there are, the wider it will become, and the power will be greater!"

"When the number of people decreases and the roads become narrow, power will be limited."

"Therefore, before becoming an immortal, only one person can control the power of the Origin."

"And once you become an immortal, the power of the origin will be transformed into the power of the source, so it is best to let more young generations master this rule!"

"This is the current Nine Forces of the Panya Realm."

"The Nine Great Sects, every Ancestor, has comprehended the Way of the Origin."

"Their descendants, as long as they follow the path left by their predecessors and understand their rules, the ancestors of the Nine Sects, even if they don't make a move, their strength will continue to improve."

"My word will be greatly strengthened."

"Therefore, the strength of the younger generation who choose this path must far surpass that of the same level!"

"The person in front of him has not comprehended the power of the origin, so he is just a scattered immortal."

Zhan Wuji listened carefully, "Origin", he has two kinds, one is a wooden man, and the other is the [Six Orders of Yanfa]!

Before, he had experienced the disaster of the demons, and all the rules were combined with each other, but this puppet and the [Six Orders of the Derivation] were the real demons!

These two rules are fundamentally different from the previous four rules!

The three ways of "forgetting", "reverse" and "sleeping" are not the only ones he controls.

As for the word "many", judging from the consciousness of this true immortal, maybe no one in this heaven and earth knows this rule, but in the upper realm, there is!

In this way, the legacy left by the "curse" in the Yousu Tomb is not as simple as cutting off cause and effect, if future generations can also comprehend the same spell, then his "origin" will be like the founding ancestor of the Nine Great Sects, becoming more and more powerful, but those who comprehend it will suffer a big loss!

The "mantra" just appeared thousands of years ago, and there are definitely not many people who can understand its rules, so the rules it has mastered are also very weak!

Fortunately, I don't know much about the way of "mantras"!

Zhan Wuji saw that this true immortal consciousness was about to say the word "origin", and immediately added: "My Ding Furnace is about to embark on the immortal path." ”

"I gave him several powerful supernatural powers, but he was never able to grasp them."

As soon as the words fell, Princess Zhuang Shu stretched out her hand and pointed, and a black light broke through the air, and the incomparably rich [Netherworld Smoke] penetrated into the center of Zhan Wuji's eyebrows and disappeared.

A terrifying chill, in an instant, countless complex immortal methods, like a hundred rivers, converged towards Zhan Wuji's brain.

"Ding! Discover an unknown spell and start recording it......"

"Ding! Discover the Unknown Immortal Method! ”

"Ding! Discover the ...... of unknown spells"

In the darkness of the night, thunder roared.

The nine Heavenly Tribulation Divine Chains that penetrated the sky and the earth were crackled by the thunder, and there was a bang...... The sound of a flash torrent, accompanied by whispers that seem to be in the ears forever, fills every corner.

Under a white light, Zhan Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

He glanced at it, looked at it again, and the invisible immortal, without the slightest hesitation, left this world directly.

A black throne, floating silently in mid-air.

The throne was pitch black, and red veins appeared on its surface, releasing a vast cursed power.

At this moment, on the throne, there was suddenly a black-clothed figure, he gathered all his momentum, his eyes were calm, and he was extremely warlike.

Back in the Netherworld, he immediately took out a quaint scroll.

The painting is shrouded in clouds and mist, as if the sky and the sea are together, vast and immense, but the color is dark and deep, cold and weird.

In the clouds, a man in black stood quietly, his eyes were very calm, and the aura on his body was also so restrained, like an ordinary person, but the aura on his body was as majestic as a mountain, giving people a feeling of standing up to the sky.

This is a picture scroll given to him by "Fu Poor", and it is also what he got from Chongming Ancestor.

Zhan Wuji looked at this painting and looked intently, only to see that the clouds and mist around him suddenly rolled up like waves, and in the blink of an eye, six cloud seals were formed in the air.

His sword never left his body.

A sword stabbed out, blood splattered.

He didn't retreat, he didn't draw his sword.

"Don't kill ordinary people."

He is not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of life.

Punish the law, punish the way, punish life, punish the gods and demons.

Those cloud patterns, in a flash in mid-air, turned into a gorgeous long sword, covered with dense lines, the sword body trembled slightly, and there was a terrible whistling sound, which fell into the hands of the person in the painting, so that the whole picture lit up, and a bloody breath rose to the sky, stirring the surrounding space, and it took a while to calm down.

A fierce sword aura permeated the heavens and the earth!

Seeing this, Zhan Wuji also nodded slightly, and with a wave of his robe, he put away the painting.

"Origin", once the "origin" is achieved, it is to let more people choose!

Therefore, he wants to leave his sword rules in his inheritance for future generations to understand.

"Although, the descendants of the Heavy Hell Sect are only the Jiu Ali Clan, the Fuguang Sihong Clan, and the Pillow Stone Su Clan, and every outstanding disciple can inherit this exercise, have children, and reproduce offspring, this rule will also be passed on among future generations."

"But, if I revisit the sect, I will leave a trace."

"We should also consider those disciples who died in the middle of the journey, had limited understanding, and even had no intention of getting married."

"The roots of this wooden man, just stay in my academy, as another legacy of mine......"

As soon as he thought of this, Zhan Wuji took out a top-grade soul nourishing bag, the runes on it were extinguished, a thick black gas swirled, and a puff of black smoke came out of the bag and fled into the distance.

Zhan Wuji stared at the black smoke calmly, but he didn't move.

The black smoke had already exerted its speed to the extreme, leaving a long gray trail in the air, but no matter how it ran, it stopped in front of Zhan Wuji, half an arm's length, there was no way to pull away!

After a while, it seemed that he felt something, and the black gas was stunned, condensed into a translucent human shape, with delicate facial features and a hideous face, which was still the "little reverse" of the boy in Baicao Town, this is the word "reverse"!