Chapter Eighty-Seven: The End
Tall altars, black light curtains, blood-colored deserts.
Chen Yuxiang cleaned up his chaotic thoughts, shook his head, looked back at the huge stone gate again, and walked towards the altar.
Under the altar, there were already dense Chinese monks. Today is the last day of the opening of the immortal ruins, and most of the people have come to watch the ceremony. At the forefront were still monks from the three major sects.
Chen Yuxiang walked towards the position of the Wudang faction with a steady step. Although he was a little apprehensive, he knew that even if Ma Sanpao wanted to extract his spiritual root, he would definitely secretly look for an opportunity, and it was impossible to do it blatantly in front of so many people. And those hole cards that he exposed seem to be attributed to the encounters in the immortal ruins.
"As long as Ma Sanpao still wants to draw my spiritual root, then it is impossible for him to expose my hole cards!"
"Although there is danger, the Wudang faction still has to return. Qing'er's Melting Spirit Pill can't be delayed any longer!"
The illusion of the small island of Bining Lake made Chen Yuxiang more aware of the importance of Qing'er in his heart. And the national war will start within ten years, Chen Yuxiang is unwilling to let Qing'er be involved in such a terrible war. Therefore, it has become an urgent matter for Qing'er to fuse the spiritual root and start cultivating as soon as possible.
The Wudang faction was waiting here, and there was Fang Luotian, a great monk in the early stage of the merger. However, at this time, Fang Luotian's face was gloomy and abnormal.
Chen Yuxiang bowed respectfully to Fang Luotian, and wanted to return to the team of the Wudang faction, but was stopped by Fang Luotian!
"Have you reached the peak of the Qi Refining Period?" Fang Luotian looked at Chen Yuxiang carefully, and said after half a sound.
"Hmm!" Chen Yuxiang said respectfully. Of the 10 Wudang disciples who entered the land of immortal relics, he was the only one who was not at the peak of the 5,000 spiritual power refining period at that time, but now that he has come out, he has also shown his true spiritual power value. After all, all of this can be attributed to the magical place of the immortal ruins.
"Not bad. Not bad!" Fang Luotian's face also showed a hint of a smile. After praising two sentences, he waved his hand, and Chen Yuxiang bowed respectfully again, and then returned to the position where several Qi Refining Stage disciples were standing.
After returning to the ranks of the Wudang faction in silence, Chen Yuxiang found that the atmosphere was a little strange, all the Wudang monks present had gloomy faces, and many people's faces showed sadness.
Monks who explore the treasures in the immortal ruins will stay in it for three months unless they have to. Therefore, Chen Yuxiang also saw a few acquaintances in the crowd. Among them is Guo Xiaogang, the president of Deyun Club, who has just been teleported out of it, only a little earlier than Chen Yuxiang.
"What's going on?" Chen Yuxiang said to Guo Xiaogang, among the people of the Wudang Sect. Only this Guo Xiaogang is familiar with him.
"Master Ma is dead!" Guo Xiaogang came back, but his face looked even more sad.
"Ma Sanpao is dead?" Chen Yuxiang was shocked. After all, he is a peak monk in the Transformation Period, and he has treasures such as the Tongtian Ruler in his body, so he is not so easy to die.
However, looking at the sad Wudang crowd and at Fang Luotian with a gloomy face, Chen Yuxiang naturally understood that this matter was absolutely true. Ma Sanpao can be said to be loyal to Wudang and deeply respected by Wudang, so his death also made everyone who learned the news very sad.
"Three guns died? haha, good death!" Chen Yuxiang sighed, but his mood was also very happy. If he hadn't been forced by Ma Sanpao, he wouldn't have almost fallen. Thinking of the frightening scene on the shore of Bining Lake, Chen Yuxiang is still a little scared.
Moreover, if it weren't for Ma Sancang, he wouldn't have entered that illusion, but would have teleported out a long time ago. In that case, I'm afraid that I have already reached the Golden Peak, and Qing'er should already start cultivating!
"Fortunately, I am dead here, so no one knows about my hole cards!
"It's a pity! There are many treasures on the old horse. Let's just say that the ruler of heaven is definitely a first-class treasure. If I had such treasures, I would have greatly strengthened them......"
"The old horse is dead, of course, I am very happy, but Xia Shizu may also know a little bit of the old horse's plan, which is still a little troublesome......"
In Chen Yuxiang's mind, Master Xia also knew some plans for Ma Sanpao to extract spiritual roots. However, Xia Shizu was not in Bining Lake at that time, and he didn't know whether Chen Yuxiang had been to Bining Lake at all, and he naturally didn't know anything about the many hole cards used by Chen Yuxiang.
"Even if Xia Shizu has doubts about Ma Sanpao's death, I am afraid that it is rare to doubt me. After all, in his eyes, I'm still just a little guy in the Qi refining period......"
"It's just that when the time comes, it's inevitable to ask me. Doesn't it matter, deny that he saw Lao Ma! Isn't there such a sentence, if Lao Tzu doesn't speak, it will be difficult for the gods to start!" Chen Yuxiang also thought of a countermeasure in an instant.
As the minutes passed, the energy fluctuations of the black light curtain on the altar became even more violent. Everyone knows that the moment of closure of the immortal ruins is getting closer and closer!
After Chen Yuxiang, monks emerged from the black light curtain one after another, and these were all monks who chose to teleport until the last moment.
After making up his mind, Chen Yuxiang's gaze also swept towards the other two major sects. Among the people in Shaolin Temple, the blood monk Fa Zheng is still there, but he obviously doesn't know Chen Yuxiang anymore. Because what Fa Zheng knows is "Shen Han".
Among the women of the Danyang Sect, Lan Ping'er is also impressively listed. Beside her, there is still the picturesque beautiful girl. Somehow, when he saw this woman, Chen Yuxiang thought of Li Xuelan. He still felt that this woman had a good smell of Li Xuelan.
"Huh?"
Chen Yuxiang suddenly felt that someone's eyes were staring at him. Without looking back, his mind moved, and his divine consciousness instantly emanated, and he found that behind the Shaolin faction, there were a group of monks with different cultivations. On the chest of each person, there is a hideous three-headed lion embroidered on the clothes. Obviously, this is the monk from the Zhang family in Luoyang City! There are two people looking at him.
One of them, with three gold threads embroidered on the cuffs, was handsome, but his expression was a little melancholy, it was the guy who sold him the map in the MiG auction house that day. The other one is an old man in a brocade robe with a majestic face, looking at the aura should be at the peak of the transformation period, this person's eyes looking at Chen Yuxiang are extremely strange, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.
"After returning to Luoyang City, if you have the opportunity, you can contact this kid and ask him if he has met your grandfather. Be polite to others, after all, he is also a Wudang faction. The old man in the brocade robe looked at Chen Yuxiang and said to the melancholy young man.
"Yes! Although the melancholy young man was a little disapproving, he still passed on the message honestly. However, he wouldn't think that his grandfather's death had a low-level spirit stone to do with this kid.
They naturally didn't know that their every move was under the observation of Chen Yuxiang's divine sense.
"It's a little strange! Could it be that they know that Zhang Yang died at my hands? No way, within the immortal ruins, Zhang Yang can't transmit a message!" Chen Yuxiang said secretly in his heart.
In the land of immortal ruins, even the crystal card information cannot be displayed, let alone have information that can be transmitted inside.
"Leave him alone! After arriving in Luoyang City, be careful!" Although the Zhang family is known as the first Xiuzhen family in Luoyang City, it is not comparable to the Wudang faction at all. Chen Yuxiang bears the name of the Wudang faction, so naturally he is not afraid of the people of the Zhang family.
Chen Yuxiang thought about his future plans while standing in the crowd and waiting quietly. About an hour later, there was a rumbling sound.
Looking up, I saw that the huge stone door that was 100 feet high shook violently, slowly sinking towards the altar. In a few breaths, it was completely hidden under the altar.
Then, a violent wave of space emanated from around the altar, and the huge altar disappeared out of thin air. The place where the original immortal ruins were located has become a blood-colored desert that is exactly the same as the surrounding one. Even the continuous sand waves did not stop here, as if the altar had never appeared at all, and it looked quite strange.
At this point, the three-month Immortal Ruins Treasure Hunting Contest has finally come to an end!
But all the monks who came out of the immortal ruins alive have gained some benefits to a greater or lesser extent. Some even have a chance to soar.
And those monks who did not come out in time must have fallen long ago. Because for so many years, the last time the immortal ruins were opened, there was never a precedent for the survival of monks in the past.
After a moment of silence, the onlookers slowly became a little commotional. Almost all eyes were on the direction of the Wudang faction and the Zhang family. And the low voice of discussion also quietly spread among the crowd.
"The ancestor of the Wudang faction, the Dan idiot of the Zhang family, the predecessor of the Zhang family......"
"These two great alchemists have both fallen......"
"Alas, the fall of these two seniors is a big loss to my Huaxia Cultivation Realm......"
"Yes, half a year later, there is no need for the Danwang Conference!"
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There are no more than 10,000 people exploring the treasure of the immortal ruins, as long as everyone has the heart, they can remember it clearly. Therefore, the fall of the two great alchemists was immediately confirmed. There is no doubt that this will be the most shocking news in the Huaxia Cultivation Realm in the next few days.
One after another, complicated eyes were cast on the people of Wudang and the Zhang family. Everyone in the Wudang faction had already known the news, and their expressions were even more sad. And the children of the Zhang family showed their faces one by one, and the family madness was even more gloomy and did not say a word.
"Let's go!" Fang Luotian let out a low sigh, and immediately boarded the immortal boat, and a group of Wudang monks hurriedly followed. And the Shaolin monks also got on the huge futon that exuded the light of the Buddha, and the beauties of Danyang naturally stepped on the lotus platform.
After a while, the monks of the three major sects flew towards Luoyang City first. They were followed by the people of the four major families in Luoyang City.
There was no more excitement to see, and the rest of the monks also stepped on their magic weapons and shot towards Luoyang City. All of a sudden, the sky was densely packed with monks' figures, and it looked quite lively......
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At the same time, the Rakshasa Country, the Northwind Wasteland.
The figures of male and female mages holding magic staff swept through the air, and their wide magic robes almost obscured the sky. Thousands of male and female mages who were fortunate enough to be qualified for the Divine Trial had also just completed the trial and were speeding away in the direction of the Mage Holy Tower......
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