Chapter Eighty-Seven: Mortgage Your Head

'There are gods in ancient times, fighting with immortals, falling to the ground, and there is no life!'

Bai Ye silently recited the words recorded in the Immortal Pavilion, an ancient and dilapidated book, and he had some understanding in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This statement may have been learned by accident by the predecessors of Fuga, but they did not dare to record it in detail, so they had to write it down in ancient miscellaneous conversations.

I hope that among the younger generations, someone can get a chance to participate in the creation of this sixty Jiazi, but it seems that soon after the previous people obtained this secret, their longevity was exhausted or there was an accident, so that no one knew about the entire Fuga sect.!'

'There is a divine inheritance in the land of the gods, the ancestors of the Hundred Flowers Palace only got a piece of skin, so they became the overlord of the immortal cultivation world, and the Yin Corpse Sect got a phalangeal bone, turning into a faction.

Bai Ye stood there, his eyes flashing, and his heart kept echoing.

Becoming an immortal is the greatest wish of everyone who steps into the realm of cultivating immortals, and Bai Ye will not be an exception, he may set foot on the path of Gu Immortals, since ancient times, there are very few.

The road of cultivating immortals, ten thousand cultivators fighting, it can be said that the road to becoming immortals is paved by the death of countless monks.

Even so, throughout the ages, there is still an endless stream of cultivators who want to step on the immortal road.

For the monks, the lessons of the past are just passing words, leaving no trace.

It's just that the temptation of becoming an immortal is too great, even if Bai Ye is not a foundation now, becoming an immortal is just a luxury for him, but it still makes him feel irrepressible.

"Although I have the inheritance of Luo Xian, but if I can get the inheritance of magic again, even if it is incomplete, I can also have a head start on my immortal road.

"The ancient gods fell to the ground, and the inheritance of the divine arts was lost.This forbidden land of divine remains, a chance in three hundred and sixty years, I can't go away, even if there is a danger of falling.!"

Bai Ye's eyes flashed, and he made a decision in his heart, and at this time, he said lightly: "Why did you invite me to participate, aren't you afraid that if there is one more person, you will be able to obtain the true inheritance of creation by one point?"

Heng Pu's gaze was still sincere, and he said: "Don't hide it from the hundred brothers, it's only because the Divine Remains Forbidden Land has been controlled by the Eight Great Immortal Sects for countless years, and later, in the face of the anger of the cultivators who knew about this inheritance, they had to give up part of the quota, but there are still great restrictions, only the Yuan Infant Ancestor can be qualified!"

Bai Ye's face was still calm, but his eyes narrowed, staring at Heng Po tightly, and he didn't speak.

'This man's city.!'

Heng Po was silent for a moment, and then spoke again, "The team I invited the hundred brothers belongs to the old demon of Liancheng, this person obtained the qualification a hundred years ago, although the cultivation realm of the fire brother is only condensation, but the magic power is far better, it is because Heng gave birth to this heart, and invited the hundred brothers to go together." ‘

'Old Devil of the City?' Bai Ye frowned while showing doubts.

It is rumored that this person used to be an elder-level figure of the Yin Corpse Sect, and for some reason, he defected from the sect because the Yin Corpse Sect issued a hunt and kill order, but no one has found his traces.

And more than a hundred years after the silence and concealment, this person became the ancestor of the primordial infant and called himself the old demon, even if it was the Yin Corpse Sect, he had to revoke the hunt and kill order. ‘

When Bai Ye heard this, his divine sense immediately entered the black sword.

"You are a cultivator of the Yin Corpse Sect, have you ever heard of the Old Demon of Liancheng?"

That treasure spirit flying corpse, before his death, was a monk of the Yin Corpse Sect, and for the foundation building, Shouyuan was about to run out, so he became a flying corpse with the secret technique of metatransformation, and Bai Ye opened his mouth to ask.

The flying corpse was hidden in the small sword, and when he suddenly saw Bai Ye's divine sense, he was immediately frightened, thinking that this little devil had come to rectify him again.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and secretly slandered himself in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off in his mouth: 'The villain has been in the Yin Corpse Sect for more than 600 years, and he has never heard of any Liancheng Old Demon!'

Bai Ye frowned, and his divine sense spoke again: "Then your Yin Corpse Sect, more than two hundred years ago, was there an elder who defected?"

After a while, Bai Ye's divine consciousness withdrew, and a strong murderous intent was born in his heart, and when his eyes showed ruthlessness, there was even a trace of disappointment.

"Even so, the number of places for the old demons in the city is only thirteen, and the following is one of these thirteen places, and they are given the right to invite three Taoist friends!"

Heng Po didn't know that Bai Ye had murderous intentions towards him, and he still spoke to himself, especially here, with a kind of pride on his face.

The revelation of this expression made Bai Ye suspicious of the words that had just been obtained from the flying corpse.

That flying corpse, Bai Ye knows very well, is unreliable!

Yes, Bai Ye immediately sneered and said, "Your Excellency is just a business cultivator, but you can be an old demon in the city, and make the right to invite monks, do you think Bai Mou is too stupid!"

Hengpo's face was even more sincere at the moment.

'It's normal for a hundred brothers to be suspicious, and that's why. First, because the old demon of Liancheng is not a sectarian at this time, he is only a casual cultivator, although he is a primordial infant, there are only eight foundation building monks in the quota, and the rest must be condensing qi, and second.!'

Speaking of this, Heng Puff hesitated a little, and his face changed for a long time before he spoke in a low voice.

'Don't hide it from the hundred brothers, in the lower ancestors, I have witnessed the battle for the divine body, and there are several generations of ancestors, who entered when the forbidden land of the gods was opened later, and it was passed on by word of mouth, leaving some of the situation there, this matter is only known to the old demon of Liancheng, and I hope that Brother Tai will keep it secret for me. ‘

The sincerity of this person's expression made Bai Ye's doubts even deeper.

'The old devil of Liancheng can't enter, what is he fighting for a place?'

'The old demon of Liancheng will give each person a token, which contains a trace of his divine sense, and we can know that except for the skin, blood, hair, bones, etc., on the body of the god, we can leave everything we get. ‘

Bai Ye frowned and sneered: "Then Bai Mou doesn't know, what chance I can get!"

"In addition to the divine remains, there are also divine thoughts wandering in the air, a divine thought, is a inheritance of divine arts, and what we want to fight for, it is this kind of opportunity, there was once a person, just stepped on the forbidden land of divine remains, and obtained a divine thought, turned into a divine inheritance!"

At this moment, Heng Pu's expression was not only sincere, but even his tone was full of sincerity.

"Brother Bai, even if we enter, we may even fall, but if there is no quota, this kind of creation that may obtain divine art must not exist!"

Bai Ye's eyes still didn't have any emotion, and he was silent for a long time, and then he nodded slowly: "What you said is right, wealth and wealth are in danger, since there is an opportunity to obtain the inheritance of divine arts, this kind of creation cannot be missed!"

'Good!' When Heng Puff heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.

"A month later, the hundred brothers can go to the strange stone pavilion of Gantian City, two hundred miles north of this place, and they only need to report the name of the lower at that time!"

Speaking of this, Heng Po seemed to remember something.

"There is another thing, the old demon of Liancheng has set a rule, if these thirteen people are decided, they must leave a mortgage, so as not to open the day.'

Bai Ye smiled, but his gaze was as cold as cold, he interrupted at this moment, and said lightly: "What kind of collateral is left?

When the sky revealed the white of the fish's belly, Bai Ye slowly walked out of the cave with a little disappointment in his eyes, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the cave collapsed.

In his hands, he was playing with two phantom mirages, and the corners of his mouth flashed a little mockery from time to time!

The mockery mocked both himself and the monk who had been buried in the cave and revealed his true face.