Chapter 11: The First Coming to the Spirit Realm (1)

Deep in the vast mountains in the southern part of the spirit world, there is a deserted ancient altar.

It is said that this altar was a node that was inherently made sacred in ancient times and connected all walks of life. It's just that time has passed, and even those ancient gods have disappeared into the mainstream world, and the only place where you can find traces of them is probably the Scripture Pavilion in the major holy places, and if you are lucky, you will turn to the books with the words of the ancient gods.

As for some of these altars, they were destroyed in previous catastrophes, some were occupied by major forces, and some of them were cut off for some reasons, resulting in the vicissitudes of life being unknown to the people, so they were buried in the deep mountains and ancient forests and inaccessible places.

This deserted altar is located in the middle of a large mountain, and the area of the gap is not large, it can only be regarded as a small valley. The altar located in the center of this valley has long lost its charm, and it looks like it is just a protruding stone altar on the highlands, with ancient vines and overgrown weeds, and the corners and corners are a little dilapidated, and even in some places of the altar, you can see that there are manic arrows of spirit beasts and birds piled up on it, and nourish the rapid growth of weeds.

I don't know if this altar that has been buried for thousands of years still has some power, but I saw that the spirit beasts and birds active in this realm are all mild species, but they are like that kind of fierce and brutal beasts that are nowhere to be seen.

In this valley, which was originally like a "paradise", dark clouds rolled in the sky on this day, lightning and thunder, and a whirlwind covering the entire stone altar was automatically formed on this valley.

The thunder and lightning in the sky did not split towards a protruding whirlwind, but the whirlwind did not disappear, but became more and more intense, as if a black hole was forming in the eye of the whirlwind.

The thunderbolt became more and more violent, and I don't know what kind of hatred or resentment, as if it wanted to split the world and annihilate the black hole that had been formed.

All kinds of spirit beasts and birds here fled the valley one after another, and some unlucky moments were scorched by thunder and lightning.

Under the lightning and thunder, the black hole became bigger and bigger, but it was like sucking the whirlwind into it and converting it into the power of the black hole's continuous expansion.

When the black hole expands to a certain extent, it is as if it is limited by some kind of limitation, and it can never go beyond the confines of the altar.

A light mask suddenly appeared in this black hole, and the light mask that was slowly gushing out was suddenly wrapped by some kind of force, squeezed back towards the black hole, and then flew out like an anti-aircraft gun, and the light mask instantly broke away from the black hole, drawing a long white mark and bouncing into the distance.

At this time, a figure appeared on the side of the altar, and said with a sigh on his face: "It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous, I finally threw away this disaster, but fortunately I didn't expose this altar that I finally occupied, I really scared the old ancestor to death, no, those old guys will definitely calculate the heavens, hehe, I'll add materials to you, so that you can count endlessly all day long." ”

It was only after a burst of spells that the man became happy.

"Hey, the space-time tunnel lighting is still on?" Obviously, this "master" was happy too early, because at this time, another figure appeared in the black hole, but this person's cultivation was quite profound, and even if the thunder and lightning in the sky were added, he would not be harmed at all.

"No, why is this kid here, who is it just now? Oops, just cast a spell to disturb the sky, it doesn't matter anymore. ”

As the figure appeared on the altar, the black hole quickly shrunk and disappeared as if nothing had happened. At the same time, after the black hole disappeared, the dark clouds, thunder and lightning in the sky also dispersed.

It's just that this originally verdant altar has long since become a stone altar with flying ash piled up.

"Zhao Le, a disciple of Yujing Mountain, has seen Uncle Qingping. The young handsome man who came out of the black hole couldn't help but be startled when he found a figure on the side of the altar, but when he saw that it was Uncle Qingping of the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion, his master's friend, he was also careful to be on guard while greeting him affectionately.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be Senior Nephew Zhao, how could Senior Nephew appear on the altar of my Heavenly Calculation Pavilion?" Qingping Daoist stepped forward with a smile and greeted.

"Hehe, Uncle Shi said it's funny! This altar should be the altar of the Southern Barbarian Snake Tribe! At this time, it is ownerless, how can it be the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion?" Zhao Le's master, Xingzhu Zhenjun, is no worse than the old pavilion master of the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion, the old man of the Holy Calculation, before Xingzhu Zhenjun calculated that the Xuanji Altar of the Barbarian Snake Tribe, which had been exterminated in ancient times, was about to be born, so he used the moment of his birth to use the Altar of the Corner of the Gate to teleport his big disciples.

It's just that the calculation ability of the True Monarch of the Stars is not as good as that of the people of the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion, which also shows the urgency of the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion to occupy the Xuanji Altar.

"That's right, it was originally ownerless, isn't it now occupied by my Tiansuan Pavilion, of course there is a master. "Qingping Daoist was originally an elder and didn't want to argue with Zhao Le, but this matter was not trivial, so he always refused to let go.

"Oh, but I see that on this altar, there is still the seal of the Barbarian Snake Tribe, and there is no mark of your pavilion, so it can be seen that this altar is still ownerless. Zhao Le looked around, saw the obvious snake patterns on the altar, and said to Qingping Daoist with a smile.

Qingping Daoist was speechless for a while, but when he saw Zhao Le's hand marking on the altar, he also waved his hand to engrave the sect mark.

I saw that on this altar, the marks of the two sects were engraved at the same time. One is the ornament of a temple, which is the mark of Yujing Mountain, and the other is a gossip pattern, which is the mark of the Tiansuan Pavilion. It's just that these two marks are not perfect, and a small part of the two lines overlap together, so that this altar is now owned by the two sects, and often this kind of disputed thing often requires the two sects to compete with each other, and then the victor will be in charge within the specified time limit. After the expiration date, they will retry and compete for power, so when they see that it is this situation, the faces of the two people present do not look at it.

"Hmph. After Qingping Daoren got angry, he waved his sleeves and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Zhao Le's originally unhappy mood suddenly improved a lot, and then he also took out a piece of rune paper and pointed at the altar under his feet, and in an instant, the altar disappeared without a trace under a burst of light.

Zhao Le showed a satisfied look when he saw this, and instantly cut through the sky and left this place.

The scene on the Xuanji altar, the power of this world has been sensed, but when everyone calculates, it is just that the heavens are chaotic, and there is a force in the underworld that interferes with their calculations, they are not good at calculation, so most of them have returned in vain, only a small number of people have come up with some clues in the calculation, some have deduced the layout of the two major sects in the vast mountains in the south, and there are also some information about the Xuanji altar, such as the old man of the holy calculation and the true monarch of the stars, and deduced the signs of the catastrophe in this world and the birth of the person who should be robbed.

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