My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Chapter 118

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The white bones sat cross-legged, like a posture of meditation, and I don't know how long it lasted.

And for some reason, the bones have never been corrupted.

Jing Yue didn't expect that there were human bones in this place. Could it be someone who entered here before? It's a pity that the other party is dead, and there is no way to answer his question.

He looked at Qin Yanzhi, the other party looked solemn, turned over into the hole, picked up a token from the ground, just glanced at it and said in surprise, "Ancestor Wen Chan!"

Jing Yue: "Wen Chan?!"

It was a name he had heard before!

In his previous life, he had heard that Wan Ming Jianzong had an outstanding disciple named Wen Chan. Only in this life, Jing Yue heard that this person had been sacrificed in the demon calamity, so how could Wen Chan's skeleton be here

When he asked the doubts in his heart, Qin Yan said: "Ancestor Wen Chan did not die in the demon calamity, he even participated in the subsequent seal of Ding Yao Mountain. But there is not one of the seven direct disciples of Ancestor Wen Chan left, and hatred in his heart is difficult. It has already affected his mood, so he and eight other seniors of the sect killed the barrier together, wanting to kill a few half-sages who escaped when the demon clan's luck was weak."

"After that, there was no news from ancestor Wen Chan and several seniors, and all the soul lamps were extinguished. The sect sent people to look for it, but at that time the foggy forest had already appeared. They searched for a hundred years and still had no results, so they gave up."

Qin Yanzhi sighed, "I didn't expect that the seniors would fall into this space."

"I want to see his skeleton, okay?" Jing Yue asked suddenly.

Qin Yanzhi knew that Jing Yue's so-called look was to use his divine sense to inspect every inch, and the reason why he asked him was out of respect.

"I heard Taoxian's ancestor said that Wenchan's ancestor was always informal, I don't think he would mind."

Jingyue immediately released his divine sense to investigate carefully. After about a quarter of an hour, he said, "It's not like the ancestor Wen Chan was killed, but it seems like he was sitting down."

There is no scar on the opponent's skeleton, and there is no erosion of demonic energy or demonic energy.

Qin Yanzhi frowned, and the doubts in his heart were getting bigger and bigger. He and Jingyue were like being in a foggy mountain forest, and they couldn't even see the truth.

"Anyway, I have found the skeleton of the ancestor of Wen Chan. I wonder if my cause and effect should be here?"

After speaking, Qin Yanzhi put the token in his arms, lifted his robe and knelt on the ground, and bowed three times to the skeleton.

Just when he was about to get up, his chest suddenly became hot, Qin Yanzhi was stunned, and hurriedly took out the token, only to see that the originally cold token was now exuding a lustrous and soft silver light.

Jingyue was about to ask what was going on when he heard a majestic and old voice, "Who is coming?"

Qin Yanzhi was shocked, and immediately knelt down again, "This junior is the eleventh generation disciple of Wanming Sword Sect, Qin Yanzhi."

As soon as the words fell, a group of white light emerged from Wen Chan's sect order and stopped in front of Qin Yan's body.

"I am the fourth generation disciple of Wanming Sword Sect, Wen Chan."

Really smelling cicadas!

Jingyue only regained his senses at this time. He never found out that there was still a trace of Wen Chan's spiritual thoughts hidden in the sect order. Out of respect, he also saluted Wen Chan.

But Wen Chan's spiritual sense obviously didn't care about him, but said: "It's been eleven generations, and I don't know how many years have passed..."

Qin Yanzhi: "Back to the ancestors, it has been more than 8,000 years since the turbulent times of demon robbery."

"Eight thousand years..."

The light group seemed to dim, and said again: "Why are you here?"

"Disciple doesn't know either." Qin Yanzhi briefly explained his experience with Jingyue, and then asked, "Where exactly is this place?"

Wen Chan: "Here is the altar of several semi-sacred demons."

Jing Yue was slightly stunned. He thought this was a cemetery, but he didn't expect it to be an altar.

The so-called altar, there must be sacrifices, but there seems to be no life in this space before, what kind of sacrifice does it rely on

Qin Yanzhi: "But those half-sages who escaped during the calamity?"

Wen Chan: "Not bad. Back then... "

Along with Wen Chan's old voice, a secret story that had been buried by time was slowly revealed.

It turned out that 8,000 years ago, Wen Chan and several disciples crossed the barrier and tried to drive out the injured half-sages of the demon race.

In order to avoid the pursuit and fear that the human race will settle accounts in the autumn, several semi-sages simply took advantage of the location of the demon mountain to transform the misty forest with their fleshly bodies, and created an altar with their spirits.

They originally wanted to use inheritance as bait to attract big and little demons into this place and become their sacrifices. The semi-sages can devour each other's power through the altar, and when the spirits condense more powerfully, they will have the opportunity to reshape their bodies.

Jingyue instantly realized that the foggy forest was actually to protect the altar, not the demon city at all.

He also knew why the opponent's cultivation base was not enough to soar but could create a space. There were three half-sages of the demon race who escaped back then. The so-called half-sages are equivalent to the strength of the human race during the tribulation period. The combined force of the three and the half-sages can barely produce 30% of the power of ascending power, creating a space that is not too big for one party. .

Wen Chan: "In the process of creating the altar for the semi-sage of the demon race, I happened to bring people to kill them. Although I don't understand what they are doing, it must be detrimental to the human race, so we tried to destroy it. They were furious and wanted to refine us into this space with the power of good fortune, so of course I and your fellow students were unwilling to fight with them."

"At that time, their altar was almost built, and they could control half of the power of the law. We were subject to this and have always been at a disadvantage. Because of this, they did not take us seriously, so they demonstrated the real truth. Purpose."

Jing Yue is not surprised, the demon clan has always thought that the human clan is cunning, to put it bluntly, the demon clan really needs to be "simple", and it is normal for the half-sages to see victory in sight.

Wen Chan: "Although we were dubious, but seeing that we had no chance of winning, the nine of us decided to sacrifice our own flesh and blood souls, and use countless spiritual energy to suppress the demonic energy, so that they could not achieve their goals."

"The semi-sages resisted madly and used the power of the law to exclude all the spiritual qi we had transformed from the altar, but the space was not mature at that time, and the power of the law could not completely dispel the spiritual qi, and the spiritual qi formed a spiritual valley around the altar. Besiege the altar firmly."

"As for the spiritual sense you've seen, I've specially kept it just in case. If someone comes here in the future, I'll be able to tell the truth about it."

Hearing this, Jing Yue finally understood why the demon clan, as the controller here, did not have control laws to kill him and Qin Yanzhi. Because Wen Chan and others built a prison with spiritual energy outside the altar, so that the monsters in the foggy forest could not perceive the existence of the altar. The spirits of the semi-sages have not been enshrined for many years, and have gradually disintegrated.

Incomplete consciousness cannot control the laws here, even if they are the masters of creation here.

And this Linggu prison, although still under the control of the law, also restricted the law. For him and Qin Yanzhi, it was the only vitality in this space.

Qin Yanzhi was also shocked. If there was no sacrifice from Wen Chan and others, if the semi-sage of the demon race could really be resurrected again, the human race would inevitably be another catastrophe!

There is always some peace, which is paid for by unknown sacrifices.

Wen Chan: "Now that eight thousand years have passed, their spirits are so weak that they even lose their sense of self. If there is no accident, the altar will completely collapse and die soon, but I don't know why it suddenly attracted you."

"But since you're here, don't go for nothing."

Qin Yanzhi: "You mean...?"

Wen Chan: "There are three altars in total, and the altars contain several semi-sacred souls and their natal magic weapons. Whether you can achieve anything depends on your ability. Once you destroy the altar, this place will inevitably collapse. , you can leave too."

Qin Yanzhi: "Yes!"

The light group trembled, and slowly condensed into a phantom of a Taoist priest, but seeing him with white hair and hidden eyes, "There are eight other fellow students who should be not far from me, Qin Yanzhi, find them and send them to you. Come to me."

"Yes!"

Not long after, Qin Yanzhi and Jing Yue carefully placed the eight newly found bones beside Wen Chan.

The phantom looked at the eight bones, his sharp eyes gradually softened, and he said, "So, we did what we could, and then it's up to you."

Qin Yanzhi: "Please rest assured, ancestor Wen Chan, the disciple will do his best."

Wen Chan nodded slightly, and gave him a little light.

In an instant, a vast and majestic spiritual energy poured into Qin Yan's body, as if all the spiritual energy in this valley was gathered here.

Even Jing Yue on the side was drenched in light, and the spiritual energy swept through his every muscle and every bone. He only felt that his dantian was full and his spiritual platform was expanding.

Suddenly, his whole body lightened, and without warning, he stepped into the Golden Core Great Perfection.

Don't think about it, Qin Yanzhi, who directly benefited, must also be advanced!

When the spiritual energy gradually thinned, the two finally woke up from the mysterious state, but found that Wen Chan's phantom became more and more transparent, almost invisible.

"Ancestor Wen Chan!" Qin Yanzhi called out eagerly, but he didn't know what to do for the other party.

Wen Chan changed from being serious before, and bowed to Qin Yanzhi, "Everything is entrusted to you."

His phantom slowly dissipated, and the nine white bones lined up suddenly turned into dust at the same time, as if his wish had been fulfilled.

On the ground, there are only a few Zongmen tokens left.

The surroundings were very quiet, neither Jingyue nor Qin Yanzhi spoke. After a long time, Qin Yanzhi picked up the tokens one by one, put them away, and kowtowed three times at the ashes all over the floor.

Then he stood up, his tone as cold as frost, "Let's go."

Seeing that his face was not good, Jingyue understood that he was in a heavy heart and didn't say much, so he just nodded and followed Qin Yanzhi.

Although at this moment they still don't know why they came here, but at least they understand the situation between them, and they are not as nervous as they were just now.

The two soon reached the waterfall again, and Jingyue used the demon pill to break the ban.

This time, it took ten days, the restriction was finally lifted, the ground they stepped on suddenly became empty, and the two fell at the same time.

The hunting wind blew past their ears, and they seemed to fall into the endless abyss.

Just listening to the sound of the sword, the Taiqing Sword reacted faster than the Xiao Canglan Sword, it automatically pulled out of the scabbard, became zhang wide, and caught the two at the speed of a flying star.

Jingyue was instinctively close to Taiqing, and was about to say thank you, but the space in this room shook violently, stronger than when the Shimen opened.

There were roars from all directions, men and women, with strong resentment and hatred—

"Too clear!"

"Too clear!"

"Too clear!"

One sentence after another, as if echoing.

At the same time, a white light flew out of Qin Yanzhi's dantian, which was Taiqing Sword Soul.

The sword soul transformed into a long sword, slashing at the void—

"Chong!"

The sharp sword energy scattered in all directions, instantly cutting off all the resentment, and the surroundings regained peace.

Jing Yue said in shock, "Why do the semi-sages recognize them so well?!"

Yes! Eight thousand years ago, he used the Taiqing sword to slay the demon saint, how could the semi-sages not remember this sword that made them hated

Jing Yue suddenly had a hunch that the great cause and effect that Qin Yanzhi sensed might not refer to the ancestor of Wen Chan, but was drawn by Taiqing!

But he was not allowed to think too much at this time, because they had been sent to the first altar by Taiqing.

The altar is very high, and the stone steps leading to the altar are hidden in the thick fog. Although there is no cobweb dust, it somehow makes people feel old and dilapidated.

Jing and Qin directly climbed the stone steps. The further up they went, the colder they felt, and fine frost gradually formed on the stone steps.

"I remember it was recorded in the book that the three semi-sages who escaped back then were the Wanse demon ancestor of the Butterfly Clan, the Lightning Thunder demon ancestor of the Leopard Clan, and the Immortal Slaying Demon ancestor of the Eagle Clan." Jing Yue analyzed: "I heard that Wanse was the ancestor. The demon ancestor is good at the way of ice, and most of the altar above is hers."

Qin Yanzhi was much more silent than when he first came in, but he still responded to Jing Yue's words, "She is the weakest among the three semi-sages, so it's a good thing to meet her first."

After walking for another quarter of an hour, they finally came to the altar.

The so-called altar is actually just a vast platform. The platform is full of frost flowers. There is an offering table in the middle. .

Really colorful! Once a demon clan becomes a semi-sage, it can return to its true nature at any time, and it can also turn into a behemoth at any time.

And the butterfly they saw was not the real body of Wanse, but was transformed by the soul.

Jing Yue gave Qin Yanzhi a wink, the latter immediately slashed out a sword, the sword shadow swept past, and the sword energy hit the ice stone heavily, and a spider web-like crack suddenly appeared on the ice surface, and then it shattered.

Hundreds of flowers bloom on the altar, and all colors burst out of the ice!

The butterfly flapped its wings and turned into a charming and charming woman. She had a pair of colorful wings behind her. The wings had thousands of colors, but they were not fancy at all.

This half-sage who has been in the demon world for tens of thousands of years now has no light in his eyes and looks like a pool of stagnant water. Jingyue knows that Wanse has no self-consciousness, or that her self-consciousness has long since collapsed.

After 8,000 years of wear and tear, Wanse's cultivation has fallen to the realm of the world.

Jing Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and saw a fan of colorful butterfly wings, and a violent cold wind suddenly rolled in. The flying snow fluttered in the wind, dancing all over the sky, dyeing his vision white.

Before he could make a move, Qin Yanzhi had already raised his sword, and one person and one monster quickly began to fight.

Seeing that Qin Yanzhi was obviously suppressing Wan Se, Jing Yue forced Wan Se to retreat, and simply stood by and watched the formation.

Suddenly, Wan Se pulled his hands into a relaxed posture, and a thick fog formed around him, and there was a strong demon poison hidden in the fog.

Qin Yanzhi held his breath and attacked faster, but Jing Yue felt that the poison in his body seemed to be tempted, and began to move again.

He pressed down with all his strength, but saw that the white mist was getting thicker and thicker, covering up the colorful figure.

Jing Yue reminded: "I heard that Wanse is good at illusion, you should be careful."

Qin Yanzhi nodded slightly - illusion, "he and I" may be hit, but at this time he will never!

Jing Yue obviously got it right. Soon, the thick fog dissipated, and the surrounding scene changed. He and Qin Yanzhi appeared at the same time in a courtyard covered with weeds. When the wind came, the weeds were blown, and there was a rustling sound.

At the end of the courtyard, there is a small mountain temple.

Jing Yue looked at the place curiously, but did not notice Qin Yanzhi's instant stiffness.

"Boom—"

Suddenly there was a dull thunder in the sky, the wind blew more violently, and the torrential rain poured down.

In the misty rain, a figure appeared.

The man's long hair was loose and his body was soaked. He stood alone in the storm and said shyly, "Yanzhi, are you still here?"

Qin Yanzhi: "..."

Jing Yue: "... The Taoxian ancestor can be like this... coquettish and charming?"

That figure was Taoxian, the ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Jingyue felt that the whole person was not good, so how could he look directly at Taoxian in the future

However, Qin Yanzhi's originally tense body was relaxed. He thought that Wanse had glimpsed the secret in his heart and tried to reproduce the illusion in the secret realm of Six Wheels. The last time he was the only one who fell into the illusion, Jing Yue didn't know the truth, if the other party saw it...

Qin Yanzhi felt her chest tighten just thinking about it!

Although I don't know why the illusion has suddenly changed, I can only feel sorry for the ancestors of Taoxian!

In the face of such an oolong, Qin Yanzhi killed the Taoxian ancestor with one sword, thinking: In fact, such a Taoxian ancestor is quite scary.

When the illusion was gone, the two were still on the altar, and Jing Yue also sighed: "I really didn't expect Wanse's illusion to be so clumsy.

Qin Yanzhi was silent for a long time, "You are right."

Wanse had nothing to do with Qin Yanzhi from beginning to end, so he had to make a huge prototype, with his wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun, and his six feet were as sharp as steel knives.

Her forefoot paddled towards Qin Yanzhi, but was cut off by Qin Yanzhi's understated sword.

Wanse, who was not conscious, could not feel the pain, but instinctively sensed danger. She forced something out of her body, which was actually a translucent white leaf.

When Jing Yue saw it, his heart skipped half a beat. That was...

- Ice cicada leaves! The five elements of the wood attribute are the coldest thing! Wanse's natal magic weapon is actually what he has been looking for!

Xiao Canglan also sensed the breath of the ice cicada leaf, and immediately wanted to take off the scabbard, but was held down by Jing Yue, "True Monarch, the ice cicada leaf is very useful to me, you must not break it. !"

Qin Yanzhi, as the person who gave the sword pill, of course understood why Jingyue needed this item, and his attack was much more restrained.

Despite this, Wanse was still not Qin Yanzhi's opponent, and eventually died under the sword of Taiqing, and his soul disappeared.

The hundreds of flowers on the altar withered, and a huge gap cracked in the center of the platform.

Qin Yanzhi picked up the ice cicada leaf and handed it to Jing Yue.

Jingyue was overjoyed, it didn't take much effort to get his heart out!

No, not right. He didn't spend any time, it was Qin Yanzhi who did.

Jing Yue originally wanted to say, "I'll pick a baby for you later," but inexplicably thought of what Jiji said - you give him, he gives you, and it's a token of love.

So he changed his words bluntly, "Thank you."

Qin Yanzhi: "Why do you care so much between you and me?"

Jingyue smiled and didn't say much, because he saw the restriction engraved in the giant seam.

Since he basically had no effort just now, he was full of energy at this time and started to form the formation in one go.

Ten days later, the first altar collapsed, Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi were transported to another altar, and when they entered, they saw mad thunder falling from the sky!

"Be careful!"

The two reminded each other aloud at the same time, avoiding the thunder and lightning that struck their heads.

Where the thunder fell, the gravel splashed and a big pit was smashed.

Within the field of vision, bolts of lightning fell like a rain curtain, densely packed like giant nets, blasting black holes in the earth.

On a rock pile in the distance, a snow-white leopard with wings on its back was sleeping soundly, and it never opened its eyes even when a thunderstorm hit.

Qin Yanzhi and Jingyue both recognized each other, the Leopard Clan's Lightning Lightning Demon Ancestor. It was rumored that it was born with the ability to control thunder, and with a random roar, it could provoke the roar of thousands of thunders.

Jing Yue, who had only seen thunder tribulation, was not at all afraid of the thunder and lightning in front of him.

Qin Yanzhi's attitude was also the same. He called out Taiqing, and the Taiqing sword immediately passed through the thunder net like a stream of clouds. Wherever it went, all the mad thunder was split open. The two collided and made a violent sonic boom. The Taiqing Sword's momentum didn't stop at all, and it pointed at the flashing thunder!

"Roar—" With a loud roar, Shan Lei woke up from his deep sleep and opened a pair of ice blue eyes.

There seemed to be a bit of consciousness left in its eyes, but it soon became chaotic again. Thunderbolt's forelimbs stepped on the ground, and the silver current spread along the ground towards Qin Jing and the two, and the two immediately floated into the air.

But in the sky, there are several silver snakes slashing straight at them!

The thunder here is born from the power of the demon, and it doesn't even need a dark cloud to guide it. Although it is not as lethal as the sky thunder, it is more fierce than the ordinary thunder and lightning.

While the two were avoiding the falling thunder, Xianlei's hind limbs exerted force, and his body slammed, facing Shang Jingyue!

Jing Yue had already seen that Shan Lei was a bit stronger than Wan Se, and that he had the Great Perfection Realm of Cave Heaven, which was not something he could match, so he quickly retreated, walked through the intertwined thunder net, and came to the right side of Shan Lei.

Shan Lei reacted very quickly, he turned his head and bit, the stench of monster poison spurted out of his mouth, Jing Yue was caught off guard and accidentally took a sip.

At that moment, his face turned green, and everyone else's demon poison was released. Why is Shanlei's demon poison bad breath

What was even more uncomfortable was that the demon poison in his body was activated again, his spiritual power was retrograde, his meridians were swollen and painful, Jing Yue's body shook, and his movements were obviously not as smooth as before.

Fortunately, he was not alone. Qin Yanzhi suddenly appeared behind Shanlei and cut off the leopard's tail with one sword!

Thunderbolt let out an angry roar, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Jing Yue frowned and shouted, "He still has a little bit of consciousness, be careful!"

Sure enough, the shape of the lightning flash is more flexible in an instant, and the lightning controlled by it is also more lethal.

While fighting with Qin Yanzhi, it did not forget about Jing Yue, and kept controlling the mad thunder to strike him.

Jing Yue kept dodging, but because of the demon poison, he would occasionally get hit. Fortunately, his spiritual roots had mutated, and he had a certain immunity to lightning.

However, once he was struck, the demon poison in his body would become more active, and his movements would be more sluggish, making it easier for him to be struck by lightning, forming a vicious circle.

Qin Yanzhi noticed Jing Yue's situation and guessed that the other party had committed demon poison again, so he wanted to take Jing Yue into his sleeve.

However, Jingyue seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and shouted: "No, your skills are really bad!"

Qin Yanzhi: "..."

The author has something to say:

"Second Interview"

What's Jingjing's favorite

Jingjing: Soar!

What is Jiji's favorite

Jiji: Slap in the face!

What is Rouge's favorite

Rouge: Sword, and Scenery

Jiji: No, no, no, I want to change it! Jiji is also my favorite scene!

Rouge: hehe