Chapter 873: The Land of the Heavenly Machine Clan (Page 1/1)

After the clone left, Wang An walked straight to the overgrown ruins and began to check the source of the spiritual light.

"Hey, there is a trace of aura on this half-truncated stele!" Wang An was suddenly shocked, and grabbed the void, and the one-and-a-half-foot broken stone tablet was suspended in his void.

I saw that the stele was densely covered with rune patterns, spiritual lines, and a dense ancient tree pattern could be seen in the middle of the stele, although only half of the pattern was left, but Wang An could still identify that this tree was definitely an elf ancient tree.

"Could this stele have a lot to do with the Ascension of Nether Monks?" Wang An stared at the stele and suddenly thought.

Thinking of this, Wang An couldn't wait to take Xiao Ruoli back to Khotan Immortal City.

However, to Wang An's great disappointment, there was not much in-depth news about the Nether Connection Platform in Khotanese City.

Much of the information about the reception desk is superficial, as if someone had deliberately erased all of it.

"It looks like I have to go to Immortal Island!"

A few days later, Wang An appeared directly outside Changsheng Island.

"Haha, I don't know if Wang Daoyou is here, it's really a long way to come!" In the cave mansion, Mu Yuanhao poured a cup of spiritual tea for Wang An with an excited face.

"The so-called Three Treasures Hall is not allowed to do anything, I don't know what advice you have when you come here today?" Mu Yuanhao asked straight to the point.

"That's the case, I don't know if Senior Mu knows about the spiritual world. Wang An took a sip of spiritual tea, stared at Mu Yuanhao, and said word by word.

After Mu Yuanhao heard Wang An's words, a strange color obviously flashed in his eyes.

"Why do you suddenly want to inquire about the reception platform?" Mu Yuanhao said lightly.

"Oh, hearing you say that, is there anything strange in it?" Wang An's heart moved, and he continued to ask.

"There is indeed a record of the connection to the island of Changsheng, but there were wars in ancient times, and many materials have disappeared after several reconstructions. ”

"As long as the people of Immortal Island enter the Tribulation Period, they can use secret techniques to communicate with the Immortal Realm and obtain the relevant information of the Receiving Table; ”

"Millions of years ago, in a great war of the Three Realms, the immortals came to the world, and the rebuilding of Immortal Island completely lost the secret art of communicating with the upper realm, so no one can repair the damaged receiving platform. ”

After Mu Yuanhao finished speaking, a trace of regret flashed on his face.

"Senior Mu, isn't there a record of the receiving platform in the great spiritual realm?" Wang An asked with some disappointment.

"There are two places that should still be!" Mu Yuanhao stared at Wang An, and a trace of hesitation suddenly appeared on his face.

"Where?"

"The mayfly clan, and the most mysterious Tianji clan! However, the Tianji clan does not come out and does not participate in the struggle, it is the most mysterious spirit clan, you should have a base camp where you can't find them. Although the mayfly clan can be found, there are many Mahayana in the clan, and the old monster of the catastrophe does not know how many people there are. Mu Yuanhao said helplessly.

After all, as long as there is a lower plane, you can sense the platform, and the creatures that fly into the spirit realm will skyrocket significantly.

If the information on the Terran Receiving Platform is given, after Wang An repairs the Receiving Table, the number of Terran ascended monks will increase dramatically.

The upper limit and potential of the ascended are by no means comparable to the monks of the spiritual realm.

"There are still some records on Immortal Island, you can follow me to the Scripture Pavilion. At the end, Mu Yuanhao said with a gloomy face.

Half a day later, Wang An broke through the sky from Changsheng Island.

"I hope he can repair the subordinate reception platform of the Terran race!" Looking at Wang An's departing figure, Mu Yuanhao said with some expectation.

After that, Wang An took Xiao Ruoli to enter the spiritual realm again and directly entered the barren river where the mayfly clan lived.

Not long after Wang An entered, an earth-shattering coercion erupted in the Mayfly Clan, faintly as if there were Tribulation Realm monks fighting the Fa.

Two hours later, Wang An left the mayfly clan with a smile on his face.

In the spirit clan, he did not enter the record of the receiving platform, and he also got the news of the Tianji clan.

A few days later, Wang An appeared in the middle of a mountain range with no grass and thin spiritual energy.

"Brother, is this really the hermitage of the Heavenly Machine Clan? This aura is too thin for people to cultivate. Xiao Ruoli asked curiously.

"Xiao Jin, do you see it?" Wang An didn't answer Xiao Ruoli, but asked with a smile.

Xiao Jin, who was sleeping with a grunt, stretched out his limbs and head directly from the turtle shell with a grunt.

"See, there is such a holy place in this world, and that immortal island of your human race is just rubbish!" Xiao Jin's eyes widened, and he said in surprise, vaguely feeling the strong greed that erupted in him.

"Hehe, I never imagined that the person behind the most mysterious Tianji Pavilion is actually the Spirit Clan; the Tianji Clan is proficient in divination, cultivating the art of the Destiny Path, and there is a very strange Destiny Dao Circle here; if the person who comes does not know anything about the Destiny Path, even if the horror of the Tribulation Period will not be able to discover the mystery here. Wang An turned to Xiao Ruoli and said.

"I see, no wonder I look at this place as a barren land. ”

"Xiao Jin, force the magic circle out!" Wang An said to Wang An with a smile.

"Hey, okay. ”

Xiao Jin was already eager to try it on the side, after hearing Wang An's order.

It let out a strange chirp from its mouth, and its body was shining with golden light, and the pattern on its back was like a copper coin, as if it was about to leave its body.

The Dao rhyme was pervasive, and a vast and boundless power of the Dao Dao erupted from Xiao Jin's body and spread rapidly to all sides.

A moment later, a thousand-zhang tortoise phantom appeared behind Xiao Jin, blurred.

One by one, it is ancient, wild, and it makes people feel creepy and come suddenly, and under the shroud of Dao power, people have an unnatural feeling of being completely looked at.

"Weng hum!"

When the vast power of the life path fell on the earth, the air trembled violently, as if a stone had been thrown into the calm water of a lake, and it was like cold water and boiling water blending together, boiling violently.

A surging force of the life path came out of thin air, colliding with the power that erupted in Xiao Jin's body.

"Whoa!"

It was as if a mirror had been blown away calmly, and a completely different world appeared in front of Xiao Ruoli's eyes.

The aura like a tide erupted from it and spread out in all directions.

The green mountains are majestic, the spiritual mountains are dense, the main mountain body is like a giant bowl upside down, the mountains are majestic, stretching for hundreds of miles. The grass on it is like weaving, there are many deep streams and old forests, and in many canyons, the trees are lush with grass, the wild beasts are fat and numerous, and the spiritual materials grow everywhere.

The aura lingers, the waterfall flows and the spring, just like a fairy scene, beautiful.

This is the hidden paradise of the Tianji clan.

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