It wasn't until hundreds of years ago that Xu Che really realized the power of Taixuan's spiritual power, and his spiritual power cultivation became more and more rapid, and finally ranked as the king of the distraction realm more than a hundred years ago, and was truly respected by the Cen family as the great elder with the surname Keqing, who was almost equal to him, and completely got rid of the aggrieved life under the fence.

It's just that...... As time passed, the figure of the young man in the Taoist robe on this scroll became fainter and fainter, although Xu Che could already see his true appearance, but he could not stop his aura from slowly dissipating.

"Over the years, many Divine Sea Realm creatures in the Eastern Realm have broken out one after another, and among them, the Shangqing Holy Sect of the Supreme Sect, which used to have a deep relationship with my Xu family, is the most," Xu Che muttered to himself, "I am so stupid, I can cultivate to this level with the help of the 'Soul Turning Heart Technique', how can such a demonic figure in my ancestors be nameless?"

But no matter how many connections he used and how many years he searched, he had never heard a trace of news about "Xu Disheng" in the Eastern Territory.

The only clue is still broken nearly two thousand years ago, and now the Shangqing Holy Sect is in full swing.

Suddenly, a shocking change suddenly occurred!

The figure of the young man in the Taoist robe on the picture scroll quickly faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and completely turned into nothingness in an instant!

Only a snow-white scroll remained on it, slowly falling on the bricks of the Elder Hall.

"How is it possible! Ancestor!" Xu Che was shocked, his arm under his sleeve robe trembled slightly, staring at the empty scroll on the bricks of the hall, his lips twitching, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Without using the slightest spiritual power, Xu Che took a few steps forward and picked up the scroll in his hand, and between the changes in his eyes, he didn't know how long it had been in his heart that he had not had such violent emotional fluctuations.

Silent.

The figure of the young man in the Taoist robe depicted on it completely disappeared without a trace, and not even the slightest breath was left.

What does this mean? Xu Che didn't want to think about it.

Suddenly, it seemed to remember something, and between the flicks of its sleeves, an incomparably gorgeous colorful little flower phantom condensed from its own side.

It was a flower seed given by the ancestors through this picture scroll more than 1,700 years ago, so that it slowly spread in the eastern realm, although he didn't know what kind of magic it was, but he also knew that this flower seed and the ancestors must have a very wonderful connection.

Between the seven-colored brilliance, the phantom of the small flower that was about to condense into essence slowly closed up, and re-transformed into a seven-colored flower seed, and all the magnificent brilliance on it faded away, lying quietly in Xu Che's palm.

Xu Che stared at the seven-colored flower that seemed to have completely lost its vitality, and after a while, he suddenly closed his palm and put it away casually.

"Someone. ”

"I've seen Elder Shangling!" A Divine Pill Realm real person who was standing outside the Elder's Xuan Hall at all times hurriedly walked in with a respectful expression.

Xu Che settled his mind, reverted to the majestic Elder Ling, and shook his sleeves and said, "Go and prepare for the Luan drive, and travel in half a day." ”

The true person of the Divine Pill Realm was extremely obedient, and did not ask where he was going, but replied in a low voice, "Yes, Elder Shangling." ”

After saying that, he saluted again and quickly withdrew from the Elder's Hall.

......

More than 1,700 years have passed in the human realm.

The Eighth Tribulation Dream is still a game of annihilation.

The white jade bell refined by the Venerable Realm Spirit Clan's Spirit Oblivion Divine Monarch had long since collapsed and been destroyed, and the rare instrument spirits that existed in it had also disappeared.

The golden true spirit has been stripped of most of it so far, leaving only a faint golden light and a purple line entangled and condensed, once the ninth tribulation dream is destroyed, it will completely collapse under the crushing of the rules of heaven and earth, even this trace of immortal clan associated purple qi cannot save its only remaining weak true spirit.

Suddenly, a red halo of light flowed and disappeared into an unknown place under the envelopment of the accompanying aura.

......

The Ninth Tribulation Dream.

......

Between the endless changes of light and shadow, Xu Disheng slowly opened his eyes.

"Pears! Delicious and sweet pears!"

A man in a short coat was selling hard as he pushed a wooden cart full of pears and walked slowly in front of him.

"Fortune telling, fifty years of iron-mouthed divine calculation, eighty years of Liu's half-immortal, ten cents at a time, no money!" The old man holding the tattered cloth flag had a smooth voice, thief eyebrows, and a cunning gaze constantly patrolling among the passing crowd.

In the bustling streets, the young man standing here seemed to be a little out of place.

"Little brother, let go!"

The rough voice suddenly came into his ears, and Xu Disheng looked sideways, and a sweaty shirtless man was carrying two bulging heavy cloth bags, smiling at him.

After a moment of silence, Xu Disheng took half a step back and moved out of the way.

"Thank you!"

Glancing at the shirtless man in the distance, Xu Disheng turned around and walked towards the sparse place in the crowd.

The sound of gurgling water lingered in the ears, clear and clear, and seemed to flow into the heart.

"My memory," I don't know how long I walked, the young man in the moon-white robe stood on the side of the clear stream, looking down at the blurred face reflected in it, "most of it has been sealed, and only one name remains." ”

Under a certain influence, the Ninth Tribulation Dream was completely distorted and changed by a force, and even Xu Disheng's complete divine soul was reflected in.

The water splashed, and a girl suddenly came out of the clear stream, her snow-white long hair was not stained with half a drop of water, and a pair of black and white eyes looked at Xu Disheng with some surprise.

"Am I so dazzled that I can't see your face clearly...... But you, a mortal, aren't you afraid of me?"

Xu Disheng frowned slightly and said, "Why should I be afraid of you?"

The girl slowly rose from the water, revealing a white neck and delicate and petite figure, and a snow-white tulle gently fluttered in the wind, making it even more beautiful like a lotus flower.

It's just that...... Below its waist was a large fishtail covered with dense white scales.

"Because I'm a demon, and besides, no mortal man has come to this stream for decades. ”

Xu Disheng fell silent.

He didn't know what a demon was.

The girl forcibly suppressed the desire to swallow Xu Disheng in one gulp, after all, due to the limitations of her strange bloodline, she could not leave this stream at all, since she devoured more than a dozen people at a time decades ago, she had not seen ordinary people for a long time.

All day long, with the unspeakable beasts in the forest as companions, eating morning dew, eating spiritual fruits, it is really boring and tight.

If you eat it directly, although you can satisfy your appetite, it will be a lot less fun, so it is better to leave it for the time being to talk to yourself and wait until it is completely boring before eating.