The word "immortal" has an extraordinary meaning in the entire southern continent.

In the Southern Continent Continent, only those peak powerhouses who crisscross the continent and surpass the existence of a special realm are crowned with the title of "immortals".

Back then, the Eight Great Immortal Kings of the Tanglin Empire, the Yin and Yang Immortal Venerable of the Ming Empire was an existence of this level.

In the Tanglin Empire, the Immortal King represents the highest level of cultivation in the entire empire, and other monks cannot figure out their realm for this level of existence, and because of this, the word "immortal" is given a mysterious meaning by people.

The legends about immortals in the whole continent also have a long history and have been prosperous for a long time, and all kinds of secrets about immortals are talked about in the Fu cultivation world.

According to legend, the immortal kings are all single-handed, and after they achieve the immortal king, they will look for monks who have the same cultivation talent as themselves, and such monks are called "immortal seeds".

The "immortal seed" is the secret disciple of the immortal king, that is, the future immortal king.

Before the war between the Tanglin Empire and the Ming Empire, the Eight Immortal Kings of Tanglin and the Yin and Yang Immortal Venerables of the Ming Empire were all passed down from generation to generation and had been stretched for an unknown number of thousands of years.

In those days, the immortal king and the immortal species coexisted, and after the immortal king died, the immortal seed became the new immortal king, so in the very ancient times, there were eight immortal kings in Tangling, and the Ming Empire also had yin and yang immortal venerables.

And all this changed because of the earth-shattering war between the Tanglin Empire and the Ming Empire.

In that war, the powerhouses of the two empires all took action, that is, in that battle, the eight immortal kings of Tanglin and the Yin and Yang Immortal Venerables of the Ming Empire disappeared at the same time, not only they were missing, but the "immortal seeds" they left behind were also missing.

After this war, there were no immortals in the entire Southern Continent continent, and this situation led to a great chaos in the world, and only then did the current situation of the six parties split.

In this kind of separation, all sides are fighting endlessly, fighting for resources and territory, and the entire continent is in extreme turmoil.

In such a turbulent situation, all forces have never given up looking for the existence of "immortals" in the past, because in the current continent, many people realize that only the emergence of a new immortal king can it be possible to deter all forces, so as to return the continent to the previous order.

The immortal king has gone, and the immortal seed is nowhere to be found.

And the major forces are trying to find new immortal seeds based on the relics left by the existing immortal kings in their possession.

Such a practice is a secret of a very small number of forces at the peak on the mainland, and very little is known to the outside world. Most of these secrets are in the hands of the descendants of the Immortal King, because they have the relics of the Immortal King, and they use these relics as a medium to spare no effort to find the immortal seeds they think they think.

Although, so far, there has been no information about the immortal seed in the entire continent.

However, according to the intelligence spied by some forces, a new "immortal seed" should have been born on the mainland, and with a new immortal seed, there is a possible surname for the birth of a new immortal king.

And the birth of the new immortal king will inevitably reshuffle the forces of the mainland, and the order of the entire continent is bound to completely change.

It is precisely for this reason that all forces on the mainland are waging an open and covert struggle for this reason, and the fierceness of this struggle and the high status of those who participated in the struggle are completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

...... The inside of the red tent is still gorgeous and noble.

The atmosphere in the camp tent was no longer as relaxed and harmonious as before, and the smile on the face of Zhao Zhiyu, the owner of the camp, had long since subsided, and was replaced by a dignified face.

Mr. Fengda's white face was expressionless, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was napping, and as if he was contemplating.

"Uncle Feng, open the skylight and say something bright! At present, our position as Marquis of Ye Shui, my many brothers are fighting endlessly, this is a little too pediatric for you!

You know, in Mingyue Tower, I am the most optimistic personal disciple of the landlord, as long as you follow me, after all, you will enter Mingyue City and become a member of the Mingyue City Worship Pavilion.

At that time, the world can go to ......," Zhao Zhiyu said lightly.

She swept away her usual elegance and became very direct, even a little naked. Her eyes flashed with wisdom and determination, and the whole person exuded a heroic spirit. At first glance, he is a person who has been in a position for a long time.

Zhao Zhiyu said this, and Mr. Fengda hurriedly stood up and said, "Miss can afford to be old, and it is the blessing of old age. The person I admire the most in my life is the landlord, his old man, who can do his best for the landlord, I dare to ask for something in return?"

Zhao Zhiyu's eyes wandered, his eyes slowly swept over Feng Da's face, and he bowed his head with satisfaction, and said:

"Uncle Feng doesn't have to be polite, the landlord has always rewarded and punished clearly, and he is the most generous to his own people. Zhao Zhiyu chuckled, she waved her hand, took out a storage talisman, and said, "This is a small meeting gift, a thousand yuan power seeds, and I hope Uncle Feng will accept it with a smile!"

Feng Da was stunned for a moment, although he was profound in cultivation and well-informed, he had very little experience in using a thousand Yuan Force Seeds as a gift, and he was a little excited for a while.

Zhao Zhiyu chuckled faintly, and the whole person was like ice and snow thawing, and suddenly regained his previous elegance and affinity.

Her eyes wandered, looking through the red tent at the few people frolicking on the top of the mountain, and the smile on her face was even bigger.

She said, "What Uncle Feng means, should this matter be reported to my father?"

Feng Da got up and arched his hand: "This matter is IMHO, the matter is big, in the current situation, the fewer people who know, the better, so ......"

"The wind is strong, you are too bold! Such an important matter, you dare to hide it from Master Hou, who gave you the confidence?" Zhao Zhiyu's face changed and he shouted.

Feng Da was not in a hurry, and said: "Miss, the fewer people know about this matter, the more conducive it is to the growth of this son." Once this son grows up, Hou Ye will naturally know that Ye Shui is still Hou Ye's Ye Shui at that time...... In addition, since I belong to Miss, I can only look forward to you! Miss, the golden branches and jade leaves, take a long-term view, and Ye Shui will not be able to enter your eyes. And if you want to prove yourself on a wider stage, you need an endless stream of hole cards. ”

Zhao Zhiyu's expression gradually softened, and her heart was completely relieved, she said: "Everything remains the same, and there should be no ...... today."

"Oh yes! Go back in a big red sedan chair! Tut, sure enough, it's stained with the boss's light!" Lang Yong sighed.

No one knew about the conversation between Zhao Zhiyu and Mr. Feng Da, after the two talked, Feng Da decisively let him go, and Mo Yan and the three of them were able to follow Zhao Zhiyu back to Yeshui together.

Lang Yong's original surname is difficult to change, and as soon as he enters the red tent, he sighs!

The red tent carrying three people flickered in the air several times before disappearing into the sky...... Looking at a cloud of crimson disappearing into the sky, the white-faced wind was bright, and his face showed a rather complicated look, after a long time, he stretched out his hand to sacrifice his flying talisman treasure, and a large black bat appeared in the void.

He stood on top of the big bat, and after a few flashes of light, he saw only a faint black shadow.

Everyone is gone, and the white stone monument standing on the top of the mountain is still the same, and the wind blows and blows, and it seems that it cannot erode it.

The setting sun disappeared at the end of the horizon, and the night fell like a large net.

The whole mountain was shrouded in endless darkness, absolute darkness, no stars in the sky, no moonlight, no darkness that could not be seen.

In the absolute darkness of the night, only the white stone tablet emitted a faint light, like a lighthouse in the dark night.

Based on any place within a radius of 100 miles, any mountain, you can clearly see this stele, in the dark night, this stele is even more mysterious and mysterious.

A ghostly shadow blew to the top of the mountain like a gust of wind, and the shadow stood motionless in front of the stone monument.

Her whole figure fits perfectly with the surrounding environment, completely integrated into the night, if it weren't for her pair of smart eyes occasionally refracting a terrifying divine light, no one would be able to see that in the dark night, there was a person in front of the stone tablet.

"Hehe, the Immortal King's Monument! The Tianyuan Realm monk of the Wind Hall Hall has guarded this monument for decades, and it turns out that the secret is here!" a voice muttered to himself, his voice was tactful and soft, and there was a faint look of pride.

It is a woman's voice, and the voice is very beautiful, even in the dark, you can imagine her beautiful face through the voice.

Yes, she is the Lord of Ling.

She is far from being as unintentional as she appears on the outside, she messes around, and finally leaves angrily, everything seems to fall into place, and she does it seamlessly.

But in fact, she was already paying attention to it at the earliest.

How could a person who cultivated so much of the wind find a few monks from this rune realm to come to this immortal king's monument for no reason?

This stele is the most precious relic left by Zhao Tianwen, one of the eight immortal kings, and the entire Yeshui City has regarded this stele as a treasure from top to bottom since Zhao Ketian.

This radius of thousands of miles is the forbidden land of the entire Yeshui, not to mention ordinary monks, even many core monks in Yeshui City want to enter this area.

"It's really weird! 'Immortal Seed'! Definitely 'Immortal Seed'. Lord Ling said to himself.

Her eyes were fixed on the stone tablet, the runes on the stone tablet were difficult and obscure, and with her cultivation, she couldn't understand it at all.

That's not the point, the point is that that the little monk clearly only has the cultivation of this rune realm, but his divine thoughts can extend thousands of miles away, and he can also use divine thoughts...... When the female cultivator thought of Mo Yan's use of divine thoughts to spy on things, she couldn't help but have hot cheeks, and she couldn't help but feel angry in her heart, a little monk, the smell of milk has not dried, but her brain is very dirty, such a kid really deserves to die!

But this kid is very likely to be an "immortal seed", which makes Lord Ling love and hate...... But in the end, the temptation of the "immortal seed" still prevailed, if that kid was really an immortal seed, Lord Ling knew that she was definitely the first person to understand this secret.

This secret is definitely one of the most important secrets of the entire continent.

At the thought of this, Lord Ling's heart suddenly became very excited, and she left the top of the mountain like a ghost, turning into a gust of wind and disappearing. She swore that she would make good use of the secret......

(To be continued)