call out!
A tall figure jumped out of a cave, suspended in the air, looked at the center of the explosion of the great prophecy, and smiled on his furry face.
"Hahaha... Jiuying finally made a move!"
Fu Cang laughed, looking extremely happy.
"Well! This time, if he makes a move, I'm afraid he will suffer a lot. It seems that it is better to give him some compensation. Although the old man has been suppressed for so many years, I think the caves left before the suppression are not something ordinary monks can do. Can you find it?"
"Now that the spiritual energy in the cultivation world is so scarce, it is extremely difficult to have any treasures born. I am afraid that the things that Jiuying and old children need can only be found in the treasures treasured by the old man."
As Fu Cang said, his figure flashed, turned into a ray of light, and went to the distance.
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Fairyland.
On the top of the high cliff, the breeze is gentle, and the green pines are leaning.
Two old men are sitting at a stone table playing chess. One is leaning on an iron crutch, with white hair and a childlike face, the other has a meat bun on his head and a long sword on his back.
Crash!
The two old men stood up almost at the same time, all the flag boxes in front of them were overturned, and everyone had expressions of surprise on their faces.
"This kind of fluctuation... could it be said that it is a big prophecy?"
"The realm of comprehension! It's from the realm of comprehension again! This...how is this possible?"
"First it was the big curse technique, and now it's the big prophecy technique... I really don't know what happened in the cultivation world."
"Two of the three great thaumaturgies in the fairy world appear in the realm of comprehension. Don't these signs indicate that..." The old man with the iron crutch was halfway through speaking, and looked at the old man with the long sword in surprise.
"The next catastrophe in the Immortal World, I'm afraid it won't be so easy!"
The old man with the sword on his back sighed.
The two were silent for a while.
"Gou Huan and Bi Wang are in the realm of self-cultivation. If they go well, after killing the existence that cast the big curse, they will definitely start investigating this big prophecy as we ordered. Although the two of them Unworthy, no matter what, he is still a true immortal, with hundreds of thousands of years of Taoism. There should be some flexibility for this."
"I'm afraid... They fell into the passage when they passed through the barrier of the interface. Moreover, even if they pass through smoothly, it is always a bit strange that so many strange things suddenly appear in the lower realm. We should discuss it with Ajialu good."
"Well! At this time, we really should let go of our disputes."
As the two old men spoke, their figures flashed and disappeared.
…
Still that dark mysterious space.
In the center of the space, only the Five Elements Mountain is shining brightly, which is the only light source in the entire space.
Rumble—
The Five Elements Mountain trembled, and the light shone especially brightly.
"The world of comprehension... the fluctuation of the great prophecy!"
The lord of the underworld has a skinny figure, but his eyes are burning with spirit.
The suppression of Wuxing Dashan is extremely powerful. However, Zhang Yang's big curse technique opened up a small channel of communication between the Five Elements Mountain and the outside world.
This slight vibration was not enough for the Lord of the Underworld to escape, but he could still sense such a strong vibration due to the large prophecy technique in the cultivation world.
"Ahahaha... Lord of Cultivation! You have already become a victor over the living beings of the Ling family, and you have become the incarnation of the rules. Are you still not satisfied?"
The Lord of the Underworld laughed loudly, but the words he said were earth-shattering.
"When the old man goes out someday, I will definitely fight with you again! Break your heaven!"
The Lord of the Underworld roared.
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Fairyland.
In the vast main hall, the eight surrounding pillars are extremely thick, and are carved with exquisite Wenlong.
In the middle of these eight pillars, lightning flashes, and it is a thunder pool.
A figure with a bald head, a thin body, extremely long limbs, wide hands and feet, pierced ears and nose... hovered cross-legged in the air above the Thunder Pond.
At the moment when the great prophecy fluctuated, the great monk was also startled, his eyes suddenly opened, a gloomy light flashed away, and then returned to a calm light.
"The great prophecy... also comes from the realm of comprehension! It seems that the days of peace are coming to an end!"
He muttered in his mouth.
Swish!
In a flash, the old man with white hair and childlike face appeared in front of him at the same time as the old man with a long sword on his back.
"Hahaha... Ajialu, you can hold your breath!" The old man with white hair and childlike face and iron crutches laughed.
"So what if you can hold your breath, so what if you can't hold your breath?" Ajialu's face was light, with the appearance of an eminent monk.
"The master controls the Thunder Pond, which is the only point of contact between the fairy world and the cultivation world. If you want to say that you are familiar with the cultivation world, it should be the master. I wonder what the master thinks about the recent shocks in the cultivation world?" The man with the long sword on his back The old man asked a little impatiently.
"The big curse technique, the big prophecy technique! The three great thaumaturgies in the fairy world are also the three forbidden arts in the fairy world, but now two of them are being used successively in the cultivation world. It seems that the next catastrophe in the fairy world will probably be performed in the cultivation world. It's over." Ajialu said calmly, with a calm face.
"The catastrophe in the fairy world should be in the cultivation world again! Hmph! Unexpectedly, the last time we cut into the major spiritual veins of the cultivation world, it turned the cultivation world, which was originally similar to our fairy world's aura, into a dead cave with exhausted aura. However, this catastrophe should still be in the realm of comprehension! Moreover, judging by the signs of the current catastrophe, I am afraid that this catastrophe will be worse than the last time." The old man with the long sword on his back said coldly Hmph, the anxiety on his face showed the uneasiness in his heart.
"Does Master Ajialu have any countermeasures?" asked the Tieguai old man with white hair and childlike face.
"Didn't Fellow Daoist He already send his disciples to the lower realms? There should be some gains, right?" Ajialu asked.
"Hahaha, the master was joking. The master should know the best about whether the old man has gained something, right? You are in charge of all this trouble. Don't say that the disciple has returned. Even if you send a message back, it won't work if you don't go through the master's territory. Right?" The old man with white hair and childlike face called "Friend of the Crane Daoist" said with a smile.
"Well! The law of heaven's power in the lower realm is extremely suppressed. Even if I go down to the realm myself, it will be difficult to resist the coercion of the master of cultivation. In the realm of cultivation, the master of cultivation is the rule and the way of heaven. He does not welcome us people from the fairy world. We You can no longer go to the lower realm to attack. But... it is not a bad idea to send some disciples." Ajialu nodded and said.
"Hahaha... what the master said is exactly what we want. Not only are we sending disciples to the lower realms, but we must also strictly guard the Thunder Pond. From now on, all monks who ascend again, no matter what their origins, will be punished and will not be given to him. A chance to gain a foothold in the fairy world." The bald old man with iron crutches had a murderous look in his eyes.
"It's better to kill by mistake than let it go! For the sake of the peace of the fairy world, it must be so!" Ajialu nodded.
The three old guys quickly agreed on a plan.
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hold head high-
In the cold pond and clear water, there was a long moo, and the light on Osangda's body gradually dimmed, and her eyes looked extremely weak.
Jiuying's breathing was also weak, his face became even paler, his teeth were gnawed in his hands, the light was not visible, and there was no luster, just like a piece of iron.
Crash!
Supported by her long neck, Osenda brought up a pool of water and sent Jiuying to the edge of the pool.
clatter!
Jiuying jumped up, and her cheeks lightly landed on the stone by the pool, seemingly relaxed, but Ju Wei, who was next to her, could see the weakness of her master.
"Owner!"
Swish!
In a blink of an eye, Juwei had already arrived at Jiuying's side, holding Jiuying's arm.
"Osunda, thank you for your hard work!"
Jiuying patted Osenda's fat nose.
hold head high-
Osenda let out another long cry, shaking her head, and dived into the pool.
"Look, I still overestimated my strength. After this experience, if there are no accidents, the recovery of strength will be indefinitely. Even Osenda has been damaged physically and mentally."
Jiuying gave a wry smile.
"Close the mountain gate, I want to retreat!" Jiuying ordered to Juwei next to her.
"Yes, master!" Juwei agreed.
…
After the great prophecy, the swarms of insects in the sky were all annihilated by their souls, and their bodies fell to the ground, as if a thick red carpet had been laid for the entire earth.
call-
A black whirlwind is wrapping around the mountain.
Wherever they passed, the corpses of flying ants on the ground were all collected.
"Hahaha... Alright! These ants have some blood of Huosha Ants, but this is the most suitable for me."
Zhang Yang laughed, heartily collecting the corpses of the fire sand ants.
…
Since the swarm of flying ants and insects was wiped out, the entire cultivation world has entered a period of rare peace. Not only are there no foreign enemies, even the attacks of monsters have stopped.
The human race, the monster race, the zombie race... and even the stone mandrill race seemed to have a premonition of some new crisis. Without understanding the situation, no one was willing to take action. Everyone was restraining their own clansmen and living in their respective territories. Huddled up.
Time passed by little by little, and in a blink of an eye, several years passed.
In the new ring hut, the flow of time is ten times faster than that of the outside world.
Several years have passed in the outside world, but in the new ring hut, decades have passed.
In this new mustard seed hut, a small world has been opened up. Here, it is not as full of yin as the surroundings, but is protected by formations, gathering rich aura.
At this time, human Zhang Yang was standing beside a stone platform in the middle of this small world.
This stone platform is no ordinary stone platform, with countless formations densely carved on it.
A casket, antique and fragrant, is placed on the stone platform.
In the middle of the box, ant eggs the size of grains of millet were neatly arranged.
Human Zhang Yang's eyes were full of joy, and he stared closely at these ant eggs.
Visible to the naked eye, these ant eggs are slowly wriggling.
If you observe carefully, you will find that this peristalsis has a neat pattern, just like a burst of heartbeat.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
With the fluctuation of the heartbeat, the surging vitality spread out.