Chapter 58: A Bureau

Ryan said, "The one hundred and eighth gate is in the master's heart. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wei Xuan was surprised: "In my heart, why can't I feel it?"

Rui Yi nodded very seriously and said, "Emperor Xuantian created thirty-six divine powers and seventy-two magic spells back then. Only when the master has mastered all the supernatural powers and spells can he sense the existence of the one hundred and eighth boundary gate and communicate with the one hundred and eighth boundary gate. This one hundred and eighth boundary gate is the passage between the base space-time earth and the mirror space-time earth, and the master can only return to the base space-time earth if he masters the one hundred and eighth boundary gate. ”

"So, can I go back to the twenty-first century?" This news was a complete surprise to Wei Xuan.

Ryan laughed, "That's true. ”

Wei Xuan suddenly asked, "How do you know so much?"

Rui Yi didn't hide it at all, and said, "Because the Xuantian Emperor is the last master of our elven clan. 500,000 years ago, our elven race was still a very weak race, and it was the Xuantian Emperor who gave us strength with supreme supernatural powers. Since then, we elves are born to use magic, and we no longer have to worry about being bullied by other races. ”

Wei Xuan groaned: "There is no such thing as pies falling from the sky, why should the Xuantian Emperor help you?"

Rui Yi smiled bitterly: "As the master, I saw the key at once." Of course, our elven clan has to pay the price, that is, the whole clan becomes the slave of the Xuantian Emperor. And he doesn't know what spell he casts, as long as we elves meet someone who practices innate divine skills, we will worship it as a master. ”

Wei Xuan finally understood why the high elf queen was willing to kneel in front of him, but he still wondered: "Even if you worship, why do you want me to give you an heir?"

Ryan sighed and said, "Because the survival of our elves is now under great threat. ”

Although elves are born with magic, the level of magic is related to the so-called master blood flowing in their bodies. The stronger the owner's bloodline, the higher the level of magic, which can be reflected by the color of the wings. The master of the elven race has not appeared for 500,000 years, and the master bloodline in the elven body is becoming thinner and thinner. Until now, only Rye is left as a super magician in the entire elven clan, and there are no more than ten high-level magicians.

Compared to the plight of the elven race, other human races can continuously improve their magic level through cultivation after learning magic. Now, several super mages have emerged from other human races. Once a saint-level mage appears in other human races, the barrier misty forest of the elves will no longer be able to stop them, and the last home of the elves will be captured by them.

If the elven clan wants to get rid of the bad luck of extermination, there must be a saint-level magician in the clan, and the so-called master bloodline in the elven body will only become thinner and thinner, unless a master appears and leaves children in the elf clan. According to legend, the owner's biological children will have at least five colors of wings, which are much more powerful than ordinary saint-level magicians. The appearance of Wei Xuan gave Rye hope.

Wei Xuan listened, and felt awkward in his heart. What is this? Let him breed the elves?" he shook his head vigorously and said, "Maybe you can negotiate with the other races and live together peacefully. ”

Ryan sighed, "It's impossible. ”

It turned out that other human races attacked the elves, not only to plunder the land and wealth of the elves, but also to plunder the elven women. Because in addition to their beauty, the women of the elven race also have a characteristic that can help the magicians of other human races improve their cultivation. Among the magicians of other human races, whether or not they have elven women and how many elven women there are have has become almost a symbol of their status. It is impossible for them to give up capturing the elven woman and coexist peacefully with the elves.

Wei Xuan thought for a while, and then said, "My cultivation is too low, maybe you can wait until another master appears." ”

Ryan shook his head and said, "No way. The only person in this world who cultivates innate divine skills is you, the master. ”

Wei Xuan was surprised: "How can this be? Could it be that the three great emperors of the ancient period did not leave disciples to pass on?"

Ryan said with an angry face: "How can they easily pass on such a powerful skill as the Innate Divine Skill to others? In fact, many people in the Elf Race, including Rui, are all descendants of the Xuantian Emperor, but when will we see that he is willing to pass on the Innate Divine Skill to us? Otherwise, we will not be cornered by other human races." ”

Wei Xuan thought for a moment and said, "But the Xuantian Emperor is both your master and your ancestor, and he won't really leave you alone." ”

"He's not coming back because he died half a million years ago," Ryan said. ”

Wei Xuan was surprised: "How is it possible? Isn't he able to die and not die?"

Rye said, "Immortality and immortality need to reach the Seven-Colored God Fetal Realm, and none of them have been able to reach that realm. ”

Wei Xuan was suddenly a little disappointed, even the three great emperors of the ancient period had not been able to reach the Seven-Colored Divine Fetus Realm, how could he, a half-hung cultivator with no guidance, reach that realm. But thinking about it, he was relieved again, after all, he didn't think about immortality, so he laughed at himself: "Yes, it takes tens of thousands of years to cultivate, who has such a long lifespan." ”

Rui Yi said, "The Xuantian Emperor has all entered the Golden God Fetus Realm, and they have a lifespan of hundreds of thousands of years. The reason why they didn't reach the Seven-Colored God Fetal Realm was because they didn't survive the tribulation!"

"Calamity?" Wei Xuan heard a new term.

Rye didn't seem surprised by Wei Xuan's confusion, and she continued, "To practice the Innate Divine Skill, you need to survive four tribulations. When the cultivation reaches the peak of the Black Iron God Fetal Realm, it needs to cross the water tribulation. After reaching the peak of the Bronze God Fetal Realm, you need to cross the Fire Tribulation. After reaching the peak of the Silver God Fetal Realm, you need to cross the Wind Tribulation. After reaching the peak of the Golden God Fetal Realm, you need to cross the Thunder Tribulation. Only by succeeding in the tribulation can you advance to the next level. ”

Wei Xuan was dumbfounded and said, "It turns out that cultivating the Innate Divine Skill still needs to cross the tribulation, I don't know what will happen if the tribulation fails?"

Rye said, "If you fail, you will die!"

Wei Xuan let out a long sigh and said, "Cultivation is indeed dangerous everywhere, and it is not an easy road. ”

Ryan continued: "These four tribulations are also known as the four tribulations of water, fire, wind and thunder, and if the tribulation is successful, it will be of great benefit to cultivation. Back then, the Laughing Heaven Emperor and the Sorrowful Heaven Emperor both failed to survive the Thunder Tribulation, and as a result, they turned into ashes. Seeing this, Emperor Xuantian never dared to cross the catastrophe. But if he doesn't survive the thunderstorm, his life will eventually come to an end. Later, he came up with a clever plan and laid out a game. ”