Thirty-eight people crossed the sky like meteors and fell into the small world.

All the immortals in Biyou Palace couldn't help but show a little interest, so they could enjoy it for a while.

The Divine Fruit Immortal Brew has already been prepared, and now the beginning of the show is not disappointed.

Such a small thousand worlds are inferior to the Zixia Cave Heaven in terms of volume and essence.

Most of them are used as some special resources to produce and practice the Taoism, and to provide a place for people to practice.

There are perfections in all aspects, suitable for mortal habitation, and there are also some strange worlds, and a certain kind of Great Dao Law is extremely prominent.

Not only Xuandu, Yuchen and other factions, Kunlun and other forces, and even third-rate sects like the Medicine King Sect are more or less in control.

And in some small worlds, there are also occasional luck, and good seedlings with outstanding talents are valued by the Taoist sect and guided to practice.

At this time, this small world was attracted to the Biyou Palace, which also facilitated many real people and pure yang to directly watch everything in it with immortal sense.

Among the thirty-eight people, there were many people who were from the same school, but they were scattered and separated under the deliberate actions of Qingxiao Zhenjun, and fell all over the world.

Qinghua Yuanjun already knew the situation in the small world with a thought.

As she expected, although it was in the world of the end of the law, it was still far from completely entering the end of heaven and earth and the collapse of the Great Dao.

"A small world dominated by the way of doom and gradually falling into the end, Qingxiao can become enlightened, and Xiaoqian here helps a lot."

"It's just that he hasn't been able to truly sublimate the Heavenly Immortal Dao Seed, and he must have regrets."

At this thought, Qinghua Yuanjun couldn't help but chuckle and said: "This place is really good, if there are other gains in it, Qingping you won't mind if you come, right?" ”

Qingping Zhenjun smiled generously when he heard this: "Of course! This Fang Xiaoqian's greatest creation Qingxiao has already been obtained, even if it is given to Niangniang, why not! ”

Qinghua Yuanjun smiled and said, "You are generous enough!" ”

The Dragon and Tiger Sect's Pure Yang Ruyizi couldn't help but smile and said, "Niangniang has said this, but what did she find?" ”

Qinghua Yuanjun shook his head lightly: "The Tao is everywhere, it is never far away, and the same is true of the world of the end of the law." ”

"Whether they can see it, the harvest geometry depends on their own roots after all."

Hearing this, the Holy Aunt of Yanshui echoed and nodded: "What Uncle Shi said is reasonable. ”

"If you can get something, even if you are eliminated in the first game, it will be worth it."

Some real people still don't know why, but under Qinghua Yuanjun's words, those pure yangs gradually reacted, and they also became a little more meaningful, wanting to see whose junior could break the opportunity in the end.

And now in the Jinyang world, in the land of the end of the law, it is a chaotic situation where the dynasty is falling apart, the heroes are competing for the deer, and the rivers and lakes are constantly disputed.

All parties are in constant turmoil, the law is broken, people's hearts are in turmoil, morality has long been lost, and in the rolling waves, even if they struggle to cross, they will inevitably sink into the sea of suffering.

In the wilderness, hunger is everywhere, and it is not uncommon to see children and eat.

It can be said that the temple is full of incense, and the attic is full of obscenity.

Good and evil are intertwined, and cause and effect are endless.

Passers-by drew their swords and angrily denounced injustice; Cao Kou raised his eyebrows and called for fire.

Sentient beings still follow the ancient books of their predecessors and chew on words.

Kill the charm, subdue the ghost, welcome the north, go down to the south of the river.

The lights are bright, and the palace business corner is staged; Silence is like a cicada, it comes from anger and greed for money.

If we compare the world to a remnant, human life is nothing but repeated survival.

The figure was thrown into this realm uncontrollably, and with a glance at Lin Xuanzhi's shock, a lot of mixed and huge information came, but then a feeling of falling from the nine heavens to the mortal dust enveloped his body.

Divine consciousness, mana, and Taoism seemed to be away from him in an instant.

And compared to when Qingxiao Zhenjun performed the law before, this time is undoubtedly more terrifying and ruthless, which can be called a sentence of "the road to the public"!

The spiritual weapons between heaven and earth are almost exhausted, and the scope of divine consciousness has grown from hundreds of miles in the original radius to only a few dozen zhang around now.

The mana is still in the body, and it is not a state of direct dissipation, but it becomes extremely sluggish in the process of operation.

And even if you don't use it, it's in a state of evaporation all the time.

The divine soul was forced to be confined in the Mud Pill Palace, and the brilliance of its upper Dao runes was dim and weak, even if it did not disintegrate directly, its power was touching.

Lin Xuanzhi was also vaguely aware that he was afraid of death and suffered even more if he dared to act out of his body.

On a barren mountain.

After testing his own methods, Lin Xuanzhi shook his head and smiled.

The Samadhi Divine Atmosphere can only blow a few feet of sand and gravel, and the flames from the ground can only stir up bursts of heat, and it is difficult to burn people directly.

And I saw that the two spirit weapons flying swords of water and fire also lost most of their supernatural powers, but they were equivalent to ordinary divine weapons, but they brought some attribute damage in the attack.

Lin Xuanzhi held a sword flower in each hand, and then put the two swords on his back.

In the final law, there is a great restriction on the power of transcending the mundane, and it costs a lot of mana every time the space of the own law urn is opened.

And here, even the Jindan Grandmaster who was in harmony with his divine energy could not completely prevent the dissipation of his own mana.

As for recovery......

If you want to squeeze out the aura from such a world, I'm afraid that it is tantamount to a fool's dream, and the moon is fished out of the water.

From a cultivator with the ability to fly to the sky and the earth, he has become a warrior with a little bit of supernatural skills, but he can't do tea skills.

Fortunately, Lin Xuanzhi's adaptability is quite passable, and now he can still fly the eaves and walk on the wall, and he can walk in the air for a short time, and he is not completely knocked out of the dust.

With the technique of looking at qi that he could still use, he clarified the direction, and the breeze outside Lin Xuanzhi's body moved lightly and went down the mountain.

There were only twelve tokens, and the barren mountains and mountains were naturally not a place where any clues could be found, so he didn't drag it out at all.

"Oh, that little white face, this mountain is open, this tree is planted by me, if you want to cross this road, and ask our brother first!"

Lin Xuanzhi looked at the man blocking the road in front of him with a little surprise and playfulness, and also noticed the figures moving in the surrounding trees.

The range of divine consciousness of dozens of zhang is only slightly better than nothing, and these people only discovered it recently.

"Mountain Bandit ......"

The leading man was holding a double-plate axe, looked Lin Xuanyi up and down with a disdainful face, and said, "Which gang on the rivers and lakes came out to be a stunned young man who wants to do chivalry?" The body is slender, the limbs are weak, and the tooth sacrifice with fine skin and tender meat is too watery. ”

Lin Xuanzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged: "It seems that this master has sung rice meat?" ”

Before the man could speak, there was a bamboo pole with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks next to him, and he smiled proudly: "Of course! Within a radius of 100 miles, who doesn't know the prestige of our village owner? ”

"You kid ask what is this doing? Do you really want to be chivalrous and righteous? ”

The surrounding bandits suddenly erupted in bursts of laughter.

People who practice martial arts have a strong physique, polish their qi and blood, and they are all strong people, even some women are strong and powerful, even if they reach the great grandmaster of the realm of returning to the basics, they will not have Lin Xuanzhi's weak, light, delicate and weak appearance at all.

Yes, everyone only regarded him as a hairy boy who knew how to embroider his legs.

Lin Xuanzhi was not angry or annoyed, and said a little melancholy: "It seems that I am already a dying person?" ”

"It's just that I've been lost in the mountains for many days, I wonder if this mountain king can tell me what is the excitement on the rivers and lakes recently?"

Hearing this, the man sneered and said, "You kid is dying and you still want to have a good time?" ”

"It's better for you to go up the mountain with the owner of this village, let's have a good chat at night, maybe the uncle will be merciful and leave you alone."

Lin Xuanzhi slowly took off his twin swords, and sighed lightly: "I didn't want to be killed more, but I just blame you for waiting for death." ”

"In that case, then please lead the neck and be killed."

With a light click, Lin Xuanzhi flew up in an instant, as if lifted by a breeze, and rushed out as an afterimage.

The two swords of water and fire in his hand were like swimming dragons, one rigid and one soft, and he walked through the forest with Lin Xuanzhi.

After only a dozen breaths, I heard a short scream, and the silence in the mountains and forests had returned.

Lin Xuanzhi and Guang Tongchen's robes were not stained with any dust, and the spirit sword in his hand was crystal clear, without the slightest trace of blood.

The man was dumbfounded, and pointed at Lin Xuanzhi but couldn't make a sound.

On the contrary, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man behind him saw that the situation was not good, and he was retreating little by little.

Seeing Lin Xuanzhi's gaze, he slammed towards the mountains and forests.

The Red Shadow Flame Light Sword in Lin Xuanzhi's hand was just about to fly out, but unexpectedly, the man reached out first, grabbed the man's left leg and pulled it back, and scolded angrily: "You still want to slip away by yourself?" Leave Lao Tzu to die together, hahaha! ”

Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but be a little surprised, but he also stepped forward to abolish the two of them first.

"Can you say it now?"

The man smiled, and couldn't help but smack: "Doing our job is a death sooner or later, do you think Lao Tzu will say?" ”

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked guy couldn't help but shrink back and said, "I said, I said, I just want the son to be able to live a small way." ”

Hearing this, the man laughed and said: "You have always boasted of being smart, how can you think that you can still leave a dog's life as a mountain bandit military division?" ”

Too lazy to pay attention to the dog-eat-dog of the two, Lin Xuanzhi chose to save if he could, instead of using mana, he went around the mountain and made up a pair of drugs so that they could explain frankly.

The weight of intelligence cannot be ignored, and he does not want to be fooled.

After each bowl of herbs was mush, Lin Xuanzhi began to ask questions on his own.

Lin Xuanzhi is not too careful about some history and humanities, and the two mountain bandits are basically illiterate.

Some of the lines that block the road are still learned from the play.

And this first game will not last too long, Qingping Zhenjun and they will not let them discover the ancient history here, crack the secrets, and so on.

Therefore, Lin Xuanzhi is more interested in exploring the recent movements and wind trends on the rivers and lakes.

Really.

Under the confusion of the two, Lin Xuanzhi also learned about a major event that has been in full swing recently.

The heroes are competing for the deer, and the fighting between all parties in the rivers and lakes is also continuous, but recently there are rumors that the mausoleum of the ancestral emperor of the Immortal Dynasty was born in ancient times, and a group of people have gained wealth from it.

Among them, it is said that there are 12 ancient golden figures, and when you know it, you can ascend to the sky in one step, sit on the world, and get a glimpse of the secret of the supreme ascension!

"This hint couldn't be more straightforward!"

"And the clue has already appeared, is it going to start fighting as soon as you enter?"

After eliminating the evil and clearing this bandit's den that chose people to eat, Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but think about it when he looked in the direction of the holy mountain.

"I'm afraid that there will be people who choose to wait for the rabbit and wait on the pilgrimage mountain."

It is said that it was a mysterious organization on the rivers and lakes that discovered the underground palace of the ancestral emperor's mausoleum, but because of this discovery, it was really extraordinary, and the members of those organizations were originally quite strong and the relationship fell apart directly.

Everyone wants to monopolize the twelve golden people, but they don't have the strength to crush everyone.

By all means, a serious conflict broke out from the beginning.

Under the mutual injury, those people also began to expose each other's old backgrounds, and people in the world knew that there were many people from the royal family, famous and old.

As a result, all kinds of disputes in the already chaotic world have intensified, and now they are surrounding the twelve golden people, and there are endless open and secret battles.

Lin Xuanzhi rode a thousand-mile horse from a "well-wisher" all the way south, and went straight to the land south of the Yangtze River where news of the golden people appeared recently.

Unlike the people here, Lin Xuanzhi and the others naturally aim to gather the twelve golden people, so it is enough to lock a real clue and follow it.

Once the clues are there, the pursuit will take a lot of effort to do.

Nowadays, one body of Taoism is basically equal to nothing, and it takes a lot of time to hurry.

In this chaotic world, it is very inconvenient to travel.

Even if Lin Xuanzhi had the intention to travel in a low-key manner, he was blocked several times along the way.

By the time he hurried up and rushed to Yingcheng in the south of the Yangtze River, it was more than half a month later.

The news of Jin Ren has always been true or false, and some of them are still pitted and killed by people with evil intentions, but here in Yingcheng it is basically confirmed.

Just because the three great masters who are fighting here are not only famous predecessors, but also the Ding'an Dao people among them are members of the former mythology.

Their purpose is to finalize the ownership of a golden man hidden in Yingcheng, and then set up an offensive and defensive alliance to understand the secrets of the golden man together.

It is said that this was a decision that the three of them had to compromise with each other after many arguments.

And once the three of them unite, they can basically protect the Jin people firmly.

Outside Yingcheng.

Lin Xuanzhi set up a pergola with his hand, squinted his eyes and examined the various qi machines in the city, and after careful observation, he finally found a few obviously unusual existences.

"It seems that there are colleagues who are close to the water and the platform came first, but it is much more convenient than my thousands of miles away."

His Qi Hope technique has undergone a mutation, and now he can barely use it, but it takes some effort.

A ruined temple outside the city.

Lin Xuanzhi found a secluded place, cleaned the world, and set up a magic altar.

Then it is to burn incense and chant mantras, go up to the green and the underworld, and invite the spirituality of heaven and earth.

It's inconvenient to use your own mana, so you can also ask for external power!

It may not be good to borrow the Dharma Patriarch in the competition, but no one can say anything about Haotian and the world!

There are always more ways than difficulties, and the mind must be active.

Lin Xuanzhi looked at the well-arranged altar and breathed a sigh of relief, Zhou Shen's rhythm seemed to be one with heaven and earth, and he immediately stepped on the gangdou, and there were words in his mouth.

The "Heavenly Dao" of Jinyang Heaven and Earth is estimated to be unexpected, so Lin Xuanzhi directly crossed the small world and sacrificed to Chiming Haotian.

Because Xiao Qian is attached to Da Qian, as long as the true monarch of the Yuchen faction does not deliberately shield it, heaven and earth itself can be connected to Lin Xuanzhi's "signal" if they are willing.

Lin Xuanzhi's move directly stunned the immortals in Biyou Palace.

This method is basically used by monks in the wild way, but after the qi collection, unless there are some special ceremonies, most monks basically do not use it.

And some people who have been worshipping the big sect since childhood have only learned it before even collecting qi, but have not actually applied it.

Lin Xuanzhi is undoubtedly stronger than them at this point.

He originally came from the end of the Fa, and before he started, he was also practicing at home, and he had already thought about borrowing the Fa before he came in.

Qinghua Yuanjun's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but smile and nodded.

"It's not stupid, and this kid seems to have a bit of a state of unity between heaven and man, and it is easier for heaven and earth to favor him."

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