The mountains don't know the years.

Cold comes and summer.

The first snow of the year ushered in on Spirit Turtle Peak.

The tomb on the back mountain is no longer new, and the grass has grown a little high, like a small mountain.

Ji Zidian came here with a food box, and when he saw the appearance on the grave, he seemed to have long been used to it, and when he raised his hand, thunder burst out, and the weeds were set on fire, and they were burned clean in an instant.

There is a thatched hut not far away.

Luo Binglan walked out, glanced at her and said, "You have cleaned up now, it will only take half an hour at most, and it will grow again, aren't you tired?" ”

Ji Zidian grinned and said very obediently: "It's okay, it's a good thing!" ”

They all knew that Wang Xiu's Blue Emperor Immortal Sutra was operating on its own.

Born with great vitality.

A little bit of life through the soil is enough to make the surrounding vegetation grow wildly.

Ji Zidian comes almost every day and cleans up every day.

After cleaning up, she sat on the grave, took out food and wine from the food box, placed them in front of the monument, and muttered in her mouth: "Senior brother, today is the New Year's Day, you can't eat below, are you hungry?" See what I've brought you? ”

The corners of Luo Binglan's mouth twitched slightly.

Of course she knew that even if Ji Zidian opened the wine and spilled it in front of Wang Xiubei, Wang Xiu would not be able to drink it.

She also said more than once, in fact, Ji Zidian knew it in her heart, but she did the same every time she came, and over time...... Luo Binglan didn't say anything.

Luo Binglan turned around and disappeared on the edge of the cliff.

Leave room for it.

Ji Zidian began to whisper to Wang Xiu, but in fact, they were all parents.

For example, which aunt did her father quarrel with again?

What is the reason for this time?

How many times have you done this before?

Nothing special!

She just wanted to talk to Wang Xiu.

"Senior brother!"

She stopped suddenly, supported her chin with both hands, blinked her big smart eyes, looked at Wang Xiu's monument, and said seriously: "Time flies so slowly!" It's only been less than half a year, but I feel like you've been sleeping here for a hundred years! ”

Airplanes!

A ray of light suddenly flashed in front of Ji Zidian's eyes.

Very fast, as fast as an illusion!

Ji Zidian rubbed his eyes, and then looked at it, there was no light.

It seems to be a hallucination.

Ji Zidian pursed his mouth, sat for a while, and got up to leave.

……

It's quiet again.

No one noticed.

At the moment when Ji Zidian turned to leave, there was an extremely dazzling brilliance under this tomb.

Vibrant, like the most beautiful ancient jade.

In the jade coffin.

It's not dark, it's full of light, it's sacred.

Wang Xiu's figure was gone, wrapped in countless lights, like a huge cocoon.

can only see his face vaguely at the moment when the brilliance flows.

At this moment, he is no longer half weak and pale.

On the contrary, he was rich in qi and blood, and his complexion was ruddy, like warm jade, flowing with glow.

His whole body was filled with dense mystical runes, exuding an indescribable Dao rhyme, as if a green lotus was about to bloom in the chaos.

His injuries are already healed.

All the injuries of the origin have also been recovered.

Although the lost longevity has not been fully replenished, the impact is not great.

If he wants to, he can stand up now.

The efficacy of the Consummation-level Blue Emperor Immortal Sutra far exceeded his expectations.

The reason why the coffin is not out of the coffin is because Wang Xiu is now enjoying a great transformation.

Qinglian makes up for the heavens.

It is a supreme secret method in the Qingdi Immortal Sutra.

It can allow cultivators who have a deficiency in their origin, are congenitally deficient, or who have been severely injured to be reborn in Nirvana, not only to heal their injuries, but also to be better than before.

Previously, Wang Xiu had no chance of being injured.

Naturally, I didn't have a chance to try.

Now, it was hard to hit hard once and meet the requirements of this secret method, Wang Xiu can waste it on him?

Isn't this a tyrannical thing?

So, Wang Xiu decided very decisively that he wanted Nirvana!

……

At this moment, his body was full of vitality, and endless light and runes enveloped every corner of his body.

He heard his heart beat like a war drum.

Hear your own blood rushing like a great river.

I felt that in my body, it was like one star after another was turning.

A majestic force was slowly awakening in his body.

Suddenly.

A discordant light appeared in this space.

The light was faint.

But with an indescribably powerful aura, like the lord of heaven and earth from a long time ago, exuding his own voice.

"That's ...... Dragon scales? ”

Wang Xiu was slightly startled, it was the ancient dragon scale on his chest that emitted that light.

At this moment, it is as if he has been affected by the monstrous vitality and has also woken up.

Blooming with colorful glows, the breath is ancient and powerful.

"It can't be that the old dragon is still alive, right?"

Wang Xiu was shocked.

That ancient dragon was absolutely powerful, as if it didn't belong to this era, even if it had been dead for countless years, it still had immortal power.

That ancient dragon scale, I didn't figure it out, but I had already saved my life several times.

Even the coercion of the earth immortal powerhouse can be resolved in an instant, which is definitely not ordinary!

A dragon scale is still like this, if it really recovers, how terrifying should it be?

But soon, he came to his senses and stopped scaring himself.

The dragon was already dead, and there was not even a remnant of the soul left.

However, its corpse gave birth to consciousness in the endless years, and a remnant spirit was born on its own, but before it could grow up, it was wiped out by Wang Xiu with the Hell Emperor Prison Sutra.

Wang Xiu believes in the Hell's Emperor Prison Sutra!

If the old dragon really has the possibility of resurrection, even if he can't deal with it, it is impossible that he will not have any sense at all.

He calmed down and condensed a wisp of divine soul into the ancient scales.

He had tried this before, but all he saw was pitch black and nothing.

This time is different.

The runes inside seemed to come to life, forming one vortex after another, incomparably complex, as if they contained some kind of Dao Zhizhi.

The vortex is constantly changing, like a portal, in the land of endless chaos.

Faintly, there seemed to be a call coming from the other side of the portal.

Wang Xiu was slightly surprised: "This dragon scale...... It's like a key to a mysterious space! ”

He searched again, wanting more information, but the maelstrom was unfathomable and hazy, making it difficult to get a glimpse of more.

I could only faintly see a dragon shadow that covered the sky.

Surrounded by endless stars.

Each big star is a world, but it is not as vast as a dragon scale on its body.

Those stars converged into a galaxy, revolving around the shadow of the dragon, mysterious to the extreme.

But the image was only for a moment, and soon blurred and vanished.

Darkness returned to his eyes.

The dragon scales no longer glowed, as if all the energy had been exhausted by those calls just now.

Wang Xiu said to himself: "I can feel that the summoning is very faint, as if it is coming from across the endless and distant void...... Is it because it's too far? ”

He kept the doubts in his heart and was determined to explore them again in the future.

Then focus your attention again and focus on your own transformation.

……

Meanwhile.

East China Sea, on the ruins of Yingmo Island.

An ancient magic pattern suddenly flashed with light.

The sea broke open.

Several deep-sea giant fish came here silently, slowly opening their mouths, each spitting out a drop of purple-black blood.

If there are righteous practitioners here.

You'll be shocked.

That blood was stained with an astonishing demonic nature.

Airplanes!

A few drops of blood flew out, and the flesh and blood of those deep-sea giant fish dried up in an instant, turning into a pile of dry bones in the blink of an eye.

Blood collided in the void, faintly turning into a blurred figure.

"Sanqing...... Wang Xiu...... I remember you! ”

There was a flash of brilliance, and there was nothing here, as if nothing had happened.

……

Abyss Demon Realm.

The fifteenth layer of the abyss.

Calamity Demon Country, a demon country with an incomparably long heritage, the source of the bloodline is the legendary Calamity Heavenly Demon, with hundreds of millions of creatures and terrifying strength.

The bloodline of the Calamity Heavenly Demon uses the disasters of the world as the source of power.

The more devastating the calamity and the more tragically dead creatures, the more terrifying the power they gain.

Rumors were rumored years ago.

There was once a Calamity Heavenly Demon with pure blood, in order to improve his strength, he turned several worlds into demonic land, but instead of killing all of them, he used various means to give natural disasters and man-made disasters, which tortured him for thousands of years.

In the end, his own strength reached the pinnacle.

Terrifying to the demons.

However, it was such a terrifying demon kingdom, but now it has been destroyed.

It's bloody.

Screams and roars abounded, and countless huge buildings collapsed, turning stones and sawdust flying everywhere.

A venerable demon clan was slaughtered.

The bewitching witch was forcibly killed.

Corpses everywhere.

The capital of the Demon Country, which was once extremely brilliant here, even the Demon Emperor did not dare to break in, but at this moment it has become a ruin.

On the highest building.

A figure was pierced by chains, bloodstained, and bound in the void, blood spilled, shaking the boundless space, thunder and lightning on the heavenly dome, terrifying.

The aura of this figure was extremely powerful.

The Demon Emperor is far inferior.

Even if he was hit hard and restrained, less than one percent of his strength remained, it was still enough to make the Demon Emperor strong man tremble and not dare to raise his eyes.

This is a Supreme.

Comparable to the quasi-emperor of the human race, the supreme of the demon race.

He is also the ruler of the Calamity Demon Kingdom.

This supreme demon kingdom has become a prisoner at this moment, which is extremely miserable.

"The Demon Kingdom of Calamity, which used calamity as the source of its strength, finally fell into calamity, you say...... Is this a kind of irony? ”

Front.

A purple-robed man said calmly, his voice was gentle, like a poet.

But the eyes of all the demon powerhouses around him were full of fear and horror.

They can't forget that it was such a seemingly weak man who suppressed the powerful Calamity Supreme with one hand!

The ferocity is terrifying.

There was a young man beside the purple-robed man, seventeen or eighteen years old, his eyebrows and eyes were very cold, and his skin was frighteningly white, like a legendary vampire.

He glanced indifferently at the dying Calamity Supreme and said, "Calamity is the normal state of the world, and no one can avoid it, even the Calamity Heavenly Demon itself!" ”

The purple-robed man listened to these words and nodded with satisfaction.

The boy said, "Where are we going next?" Destroy the Demon Kingdom? ”

The purple-robed man shook his head with a faint smile and said, "No, Big Dipper Star Domain!" ”

The young man glanced at him, and an excited look appeared in his cold pupils: "You finally agreed to let me cross the Chaos Sea!" ”

The purple-robed man said, "Don't take the Chaos Sea, there is another way!" ”

The young man frowned: "You want me to smuggle over?" ”

The purple-robed man smiled: "As long as you can pass, it doesn't matter what the method is!" ”

The young man snorted and said, "The Human Emperor has been dead for 80,000 years, and I don't even know what you're afraid of?" ”

There was obvious disrespect in these words, but the purple-robed man didn't seem to care, and said with a gloomy gaze: "It's only 80,000 years, who dares to say it...... Is he going to die? ”

The boy was silent.

The purple-robed man stroked his head with a smile and said, "Don't worry, let you go this time, you don't need to be low-key...... Eat whatever you want? Kill whoever you want? I only have one request, I can't lose, can I do it? ”

The young man's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "Of course! ”

The purple-robed man said: "Don't talk too much, the foundation of those ancient clans in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands is not weak, even the human race that looks the weakest, there was an existence like the Human Emperor back then!" There are many ancient emperors there...... There are many emperors, gods! ”

The young man sneered and said very confidently: "What emperor goddess? Eat them all in one bite! The Young Emperor is almost as close as he is! ”

This is quite arrogant.

But the purple-robed man didn't feel inappropriate when he heard it, but laughed, his eyes full of appreciation: "Okay, it is worthy of being the emperor of my devouring clan, and he should have such courage to become a real demon emperor!" ”

……

Time flies, and half a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

Without the threat of the demons, the Cangyuan Realm recuperated and entered a period of peace...... But it is also developing rapidly.

Especially the Sanqing Immortal Gate.

In the First Battle of the East China Sea, Wang Xiu became a model for all the younger generations.

Countless young Tianjiao came here and wanted to join the Sanqing Immortal Gate.

There are also many children of ancient families who want to have some connections, and express their willingness to spend more time, just want their heirs to enter a better place to practice.

Although the time has not yet come for the official opening of the mountain to accept disciples, the letters received on Longshou Peak every day are like snowflakes, and there is a steady stream.

Various letters of recommendation.

The disciples in the letter are one out of a hundred, and they are dazzling.

Zhuo Canglang is not rigid, and takes advantage of this time to directly recruit a wave of disciples to add to the background.

Sanqing Xianmen is lively.

Luo Binglan was unhappy, just because these disciples almost all came to Wang Xiu and wanted to join the hexagram.

How can the hexagram receive so many people?

Especially now that she is the only one who can be a teacher, so many people have accepted them all, she must not die of exhaustion?

So he pestered Zhuo Canglang every day and asked him to arrange people to leave.

Zhuo Canglang is painful and happy.

Just when everyone thought that the Sanqing Immortal Gate was about to flourish.

this day.

Suddenly, a few uninvited guests came.

……

"This is the most powerful force in the Cangyuan Realm?"

Above the sky, an incomparably extravagant and precious Luan car hovered above the Sanqing Immortal Gate.

The bead curtain is slightly lifted.

A pair of indifferent eyes, through the heavy array below, looked at the Sanqing Peaks, and said, "It looks very ordinary!" ”

Beside Luan, a tall old man with a golden divine light said respectfully: "Qi Yu Gongzi, the glory of Sanqing is already the glory of yesterday, and it was indeed not weak a thousand years ago...... Now, it's not bad, but there aren't many people who meet your requirements! ”

"That's it!"

The curtain was lowered, and the voice inside was lazy and indifferent: "Descend the law!" ”

(End of chapter)