When Qingyuan heard these words, he felt at a loss.
A person of self-cultivation can break through the limits of the physical body and gain more lifespan than mortals, which makes him have the illusion that time can be stagnant. He used to be the youngest of the disciples of this generation, with a teacher above and a brother and sister who dote on him. He even felt that he could go through a long life so leisurely and stress-free.
Until today, the head and senior sister said this sentence. He suddenly recalled that the elders in the sect had all left one by one.
No matter how young his face is, he who was once young has passed one hundred and fifty years, and he has really come to the time when he has to take responsibility.
The white-haired Qingmiao stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Senior Sister can last for a few years, you should prepare well and figure out which way you will eventually lead the sect to go."
The old lady walked in front of Yuan Xianger, "If you want to go to Nanming, just follow me and show you."
Yuan Xianger followed her on the mountain road.
In the back mountain of Qingyi Sect, there are overgrown grasses, frost and dew, and occasionally foxes lurking. Among the dead vines and wild trees, you can vaguely see the abandoned stone-carved virtual terraces.
Yuan Xianger was a little familiar with such a scene. She recalled the sights she saw while walking in the world, the collapsed towers, the abandoned statues, and slowly waiting in the wilderness for the fate buried by time.
The old lady who is about to reach the end of her years is leaning on crutches and slowly leads the way ahead.
"Little girl, what are you going to do in Nanming?" she asked.
Yuan Xianger: "My master is there, I'll find him."
"Hehe, nonsense. There are only deep seas and monsters in Nanming, not a place where humans can stand. Who is your master, how could he stay there."
"My master's name is Yu Yao, and he is called Mr. Nature."
"Yu Yao?" The old lady Qingmiao stopped and turned her head, "Are you actually a disciple of Yu Yao?"
"Master, do you know my master?"
"For people of our generation, who knows Mr. Natural's name?" Qingmiao smiled at Yuan Xiang'er and the others with a wrinkled face, "No wonder you have so many apostles. , I thought that Mr. Fang could be compatible with the apostle because he is a demon. Now I see his apprentice, Mr. Fangfu's ability. "
"Are you familiar with my husband?"
"Although I respect Mr. Nature, I'm not familiar with him. Because he is a friend of the old thief Miao Dao." Qing Miao mentioned that Miao Dao, who is also a well-known headmaster, seemed to become very unhappy. With a slight accent, "Miao Dao, do you know? It's that scumbag from the Dongxuan Sect. I'm a deadly enemy with him. Hehe, but he's as old as me. No matter how much you want to toss, it won't last a few years. ."
Qingmiao stepped on the dead branches and weeds in the wild, and brought Yuan Xianger and others to a deserted stone platform.
The stone platform was covered with moss marks, and it was vaguely visible that the cliff was engraved with intricate spells, revealing an ancient majesty.
Qing Miao stood in front of the stairs of the stone platform, "Although I don't think that your magic circle is effective. But A Yuan is really happy. I can also be regarded as your elder. Since I have obtained your magic door to control demons, I will There is no reason to take it for nothing. If you want to go to Nanming, I can help you. But Nanming is dangerous, and you will die if you go. You have to think clearly. "
Yuan Xiang'er nodded: "Thank you, senior. I figured it out."
Qing Miao lit three incense sticks, and after paying respectful worship, inserted them on the ground in front of the steps. Recite the Dharma in your mouth.
The green smoke rose, and the whole stone platform suddenly lit up with a shallow luster, and a bright vertical line appeared in the space in the middle. A gap was torn apart in front of everyone's eyes.
It reveals another world on the other side. Through the gap, you can faintly see the scenery on the other side. This mountain forest is completely different. Sometimes it is a bustling and glorious city, sometimes it switches to a rocky cliff, and sometimes it is finally fixed as a piece of The vast sea.
"This is the teleportation formation used by the Patriarch back then. With this formation, you can shrink the ground into an inch, and reach the end of the four seas and the eight wilderness in an instant. But when you pass through the alien space, it is extremely dangerous. Whether you can reach it smoothly depends on the situation. Your mana cultivation base still has luck. If you are not afraid, go up and try it."
Yuan Xianger raised her leg and walked up the steps. Nan He and others naturally followed her.
When I first boarded the stone platform, there was no wave, and the teleportation array was lit with a soft light.
Wu Yuan spoke in his ear, "Haha, now you can go to Nanming to see it, that's a place my father has never been to. When he wakes up, you can brag to him."
Nan He stretched out his hand towards her, "Hold me, don't go too fast alone."
Before Wu Yuan's voice fell, Yuan Xiang'er didn't have time to catch Nan He's hand, and the familiar palm in front of her suddenly disappeared. As soon as Yuan Xianger raised her head, there was no Nanhe, no Wuyuan, and no one in front of her. There was only an endless blank. The solitary stone platform stood still in the vast space. Above the stone platform was the space crack connecting the heaven and the earth.
The crack opened slowly like a gate in front of Yuan Xianger, and the world at the other end of the gate was a dazzling blue. The voices of Nan He, Wu Yuan and the others calling sounded in Yuan Xiang'er's mind. They failed to follow in. Yuan Xianger, who was used to staying with her friends, was alone. She looked at the strange crack in the door in front of her and hesitated for a moment.
"I advise you not to go to Nanming, why are you still here?" A young voice sounded.
Yuan Xianger turned her head and saw the six or seven-year-old young god, who was sitting on the railing of the stone platform, looking at Yuan Xianger gently.
"In this world, there are always things that have to be done." Yuan Xianger said.
The teenager raised his finger, and a little in the air, a drop of black ink appeared on the pale wall. The ink was drawn into a line, and the shades were laid out, gradually drawing an ink scroll in the white world.
Yuan Xianger recalled that she had seen such a painting in the residence of Miao Dao of Dongxuan Sect. It was a mural that could change at any time and show the past of the world.
"You are still young, and you may not know what life was like for human beings when the demons ravaged the world. If you look at this picture, you will understand my intentions," the boy said.
The picture scroll is constantly changing, showing mountains and rivers, huge demons roaring through it, ghosts wandering the world, and people living in it are suffering and suffering.
In the world with abundant spiritual energy, the villains drawn by countless ink marks have cultivated into reality, fighting against demons and monsters, and the world is in endless wars.
Among them, there are warlocks who look like young children with profound cultivation and compassion for the sufferings of the world, and finally separate the two worlds between the outside and the inside with their own power.
"Since then, humans and demons will not interfere with each other, and they will get farther and farther away, and they will each get their own way. Is it better than before?" When new demons are born, human beings will continue to appear powerful monks, unless - completely cut off the circulation of spiritual energy in the world. Completely block the foundation of spiritual caves."
As he spoke, the edge of the continent appeared on the picture scroll, and a vortex of spiritual power slowly revolved in the depths of the vast sea to the south. This was the source of spiritual power on the earth, and all the spiritual power in the floating world came from here.
A huge black fish appeared in the picture,
Although the appearance was unfamiliar, Yuan Xianger's heart was inexplicably stunned, and her intuition made her feel that this was the body of Master Yu Yao. She took two steps forward and held her breath, but she could only watch the jet-black fish slowly approach the vortex, and finally blocked her body to the source of the spiritual cave without hesitation.
Yuan Xianger pointed at the screen with one hand and turned her head in shock.
The young man explained: "After I ascended, I left my body and spirit bones and refined it into a golden elixir, which can make mortals live longer and live longer and have the effect of immortality. There is only one in the world, and nothing else. Your master Yu Yao finds me, wish Replace it with yourself."
The four words in exchange for one's body sounded like a thunderclap in Yuan Xiang'er's mind.
After shaking her mind for a moment, she gradually understood what it meant. In order to obtain the only elixir of immortality in the world, Master used his huge body to fill the spiritual cave on the bottom of the sea. Therefore, the life of the mistress has reached the end, but she suddenly regained her new life, and the master never came back without saying goodbye. The spiritual energy in the world has become increasingly scarce in the past few years.
"Kunpeng has been integrated with the sea cave, and he won't be able to come out until the end of time. This is what he is willing to do. Even if you go to Nanming, what can you do?" Shot, "Go back, this is not your business."
"As a god, you can transform everything in the world." Yuan Xiang'er shook her head and stepped back, touching her heart with her hand, "But you have also lost your human nature, forgetting that each individual has its own joys and sorrows. No matter what the reason is, as Master's apprentice, I will never just watch him imprisoned under the sea for thousands of years, and he will never be released."
She turned and ran towards the space crack.
The gap that tears the space is like a huge door. The road inside the door is an endless black light. Yuan Xiang'er gallops in the black light. The road seems to never end. The sea blue at the exit hangs in the distance. the horizon.
On both sides are the chaotic worlds of nothingness and distortion. Purple lightning and hurricanes burst out from time to time, hitting Yuan Xianger, and the Pisces Array started to surround her early.
The powerful defensive formation that has guarded her for many years and has never been breached by anyone, has faintly collapsed under such electric light and wind pressure. The ground swam around Yuan Xianger.
A thick purple lightning struck the Pisces formation, and the formation cracked a corner. The aftermath of the purple lightning hit Yuan Xianger. Yuan Xianger rolled on the ground, got up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and continued to run forward. .
"Master, don't you need to stop her? Just let this child go to Nanming like this?" An old female voice sounded in the space.
The young man sat on the railing of the stone platform, watching the figure finally fly to the bright exit, throwing himself into the azure blue, "Let her go, she is the only variable in this world."
The depths of the sea is a dark world,
It was too deep there, without a trace of light, and even the sound was completely absorbed by the darkness.
"Ashanti?"
A pair of eyes suddenly opened in the darkness,
"Axiang is in danger, Steal Fat, go and help her."
"I'm not going, you've already made yourself look like this, and you still have time to think about her?"