Chapter 1982 Storm and Glass Cloud

As Helian Lingzhu and Mo Cangying moved forward, the aura of Xuan Dao became stronger and stronger.

Ahead is a rather large training ground, stretching for seven to eight hundred miles. Almost all the elemental auras of this area of ​​heaven and earth are gathered here, and even the sky above it is covered with a layer of gradually deepening yellow color in the gray darkness.

As soon as the two people approached, a figure releasing a powerful aura came towards them at an extremely fast speed. Before they could reach forward, an old voice could be heard from afar:

"I am old and withered, and I sincerely welcome the eldest princess to you."

The figure of the visitor soon appeared in Yun Che's spiritual consciousness.

His aura is as rich as all the mountains in the sky, his cultivation is at the peak of the God Lord Realm, and Yun Che recognizes his existence at the level of the God Emperor.

However, his image is completely different from all the god emperors Yun Che knows.

When you reach the realm of the God Lord, not only will your lifespan become very long, but even at the end of your life, you will not show the same old age as an ordinary spirit.

Just like Sword Master Jun Wuming, when he died, his eyes were still like bright stars, his face was like a sword carving, and there were no wrinkles. The only thing that showed that his life was short was his white beard and white hair.

But the old man in front of him, who was exuding the aura of the God Lord at his peak, had a thin body, gray eyes, and a black complexion. The skin exposed under his robe was as rough as sandpaper, and was covered with strange gray spots.

The whole person seems to have been burned in the fire of purgatory for several days and nights. It is difficult to see the appearance and demeanor of the old God Emperor that Ding Yun Che recognized. On the contrary, he has been tortured for eighty years in the sea of ​​eternal darkness. Yan one, two, and three for ten thousand years.

Yun Che thought silently: Living in Yuan Chen all his life, a being who was as powerful as a peak god could be corroded to such an extent.

It is conceivable that under the silent erosion of Yuan Chen, the life span of an abyss creature in the same realm will definitely be shorter than that of the world he came from.

Facing the old man's salute, Helian Lingzhu hurriedly avoided it: "Master, you must not do it. Although Lingzhu has returned to the court, once she is a teacher, she will always be a father. How can Lingzhu dare to accept the master's gift?"

The old man shook his head and said warmly: "The eldest princess belongs to the imperial dynasty..."

"Master." Helian Lingzhu turned around again, and then made a respectful disciple salute: "You are really embarrassing this disciple. I beg you, master, to call your disciple 'Lingzhu' as you always do."

"Hahaha." Mo Cangying laughed and said, "Master, you know Lingzhu's temperament best. This is not the court, so just follow her."

Obviously, this old man named Ku Xian has a high level of loyalty and admiration for the Helian Dynasty. Even though the woman in front of him was once his direct disciple, he did not want to lose his courtesy towards the royal family.

After hesitating again and again, he finally smiled and said: "That's fine. Lingzhu, I received a message from your father, saying that you went to the Sea of ​​Fog alone in order to seek a breakthrough opportunity... Now that you have returned safely, I finally let go." Come on."

Helian Lingzhu looked a little ashamed: "My father, the Emperor, and my master are worried about me. This time, I was fortunate to have the help of the ninth senior brother, but it also caused the ninth senior brother to be injured."

"It's just a minor injury." Mo Cangying casually raised his blood-stained left arm and let the wound stretch, his face expressionless.

The withered broad robe was raised, and a dim yellow light covered the wounds on Mo Cangying's arm and left rib through the air. However, after a moment, no gray energy escaped from the wounds, and he persuaded: "Lingzhu, you As the eldest princess of the royal family, your safety is more important than anything else, and you must never take such risks again."

Although Helian Lingzhu felt guilty, she had no regrets and said slowly but firmly: "Because I am the eldest princess, I must do this."

She turned her eyes and looked at the endless dust in the distance: "I have been stagnant in the Divine Lord Realm for too many years. Whether it is a dangerous situation or a desperate situation, if I cannot force myself to break through the bottleneck, if I, Helian, continue to decline, ...Perhaps one day, the words 'Helian Dynasty' will be buried forever in the eternal sandstorm of Linyuan Realm."

The Helian Dynasty was once the emperor of this world, and everyone in the Linyuan Realm relied on it to survive.

But now, the word "dynasty" has almost become a joke in the Linyuan world.

"..." Mo Cangying opened his mouth but stopped talking.

Ku Xian sighed secretly and did not continue to persuade him. His eyes fell on Yun Che: "Who is this person?"

Mo Cangying said: "This is the person we rescued nine hundred miles away from the border of the Sea of ​​Fog. Junior Sister Lingzhu was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to let him die in the dust, so she brought him back."

His eyes tilted: "He was severely injured, but unexpectedly, he survived until now."

Ku Xian frowned, and was about to warn Helian Lingzhu about how dangerous and stupid it was to rescue a stranger... who was obviously an outsider. Helian Lingzhu had already explained first: "Disciples never dare to forget Master’s teachings will definitely prevent you from doing stupid things.”

"It's just a disciple's observation. Even though he was seriously injured, this person still has a remarkable appearance. He must have an extraordinary background. And although his life aura is extremely dangerous, it can still be seen that he should be quite young, and his cultivation level is similar to that of the disciple. He can also Testify to this.”

"In case, he is from the Kingdom of God, the grace of saving his life may bring some... opportunities to Helian."

Helian Lingzhu's voice gradually weakened, and she knew that her explanation was actually extremely pale.

Ku Xian sighed again in his heart. Helian Lingzhu was so worried about the future of the Helian royal family that she almost panicked and didn't choose a path.

She was too eager for an opportunity to reverse the fate of the Shelan lineage... because, just a hundred years ago, a huge opportunity was ruined by their own hands.

That...person named "Mo Beichen".

Without saying anything more, Ku Xian's breath swept across Yun Che's body: "In that case, we will leave him here for the time being. His injuries are so severe. Whether he can survive depends on his own destiny."

Passing through the layers of barriers, Yuan Chen's existence also weakened layer by layer. Finally, Yun Che was placed in a quiet side pavilion.

He did not "wake up" immediately, holding back his breath and silently sensing everything around him.

The chance encounter in the sandstorm made this place the starting point for him in the world of the abyss.

This world really exists, and he has fallen into it alive.

Although this was only his first day in this world, his purpose of coming here... it should be said that it was his mission, which had impacted his soul sea countless times.

Everything in this world is an enemy.

No retreat, no hesitation, no mercy!

Because this world will not be overturned. What will be overturned is the world he came from!

Alone, facing a huge world.

He must...use whatever is available to him, by any means necessary.

Even if it is vicious, cruel, despicable, dirty...

And the most important thing is what Chi Wuyao asked him to do...

Unfeeling!

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The howling sands blocked the sun and the sky, and as far as the sight could see, the Nine Nether Hells were nothing more than that.

In the wind and sand, the shadow of a girl gradually appeared.

Snow gauze is the clothes, stars and moon are the eyes, and jade is the skin. The snow-covered gauze covered her face, only half of it was revealed, but it already amazed the sand and stirred up the storm.

Her existence seems extremely incompatible with this natural disaster place.

Behind her, a slender jade sword floated quietly. The blade of the sword floated with a cloud-like white light, and within the white light, there was a faint glaze-like brilliance.

The jade sword is soft and quiet, but it penetrates through the layers of wind and sand, and it is so clear that it seems to reflect directly into the soul.

Its name: Liyun Sword.

The girl stopped in the wind and sand, turned her eyes and looked around. Her spiritual sense had been extended to the limit, but she could not see the end of the wind and sand.

"Auntie, where is this place?" Her voice was as elegant as flowing water, as gentle as the sound of nature, making the raging wind and sand soften. "Am I...lost?"

No one responded to her.

The girl blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a hint of coquettishness in her voice: "Auntie is coming out. I know you are always here."

Between heaven and earth, there is still only the howling of wind and sand.

After a while, a soft sigh finally sounded.

Suddenly, the wind and sand suddenly stopped, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

In the vast distance, there is not a whistling wind, nor a moving grain of sand. It was as if a hand from God was covering it, completely sealing the entire world.

This terrifying vision is enough to make any living being tremble with horror.

Between the still heaven and earth, a fairy shadow slowly appeared.

The green clothes are floating in the sky, and the eyes are as cold as frost, just like the lonely lotus in ancient paintings, or the fairy concubine Han Yue on the fantasy sky.

Her clear eyes, sword intent, and aura are all repelling people thousands of miles away, making people dare not have the slightest idea of ​​approaching or blasphemy, but it makes the girl's slender eyebrows curl up and flutter like a jumping butterfly. Past: "Auntie!"

However, her charming figure was immediately repelled by an invisible aura.

"Cai Li," she said lightly, her voice like jade falling on the ice, almost containing no emotion that humans should have: "This is your experience, you need to use your own body and soul to feel and understand, and use your own strength to break through It’s hard to take risks.”

"No matter whether it's strength or psychology, you should never rely on it!"

She shouldn't even reveal her existence.

The cold voice chilled the heart and soul, but it didn't cause any girl's heart palpitations. She nodded and said with a smile: "I know, I know. I promise, no matter what kind of danger I encounter, I will never rely on my aunt's strength."

"I'm just curious about this place. After all, if my aunt is so powerful, there must be nothing in the world that she doesn't know. If you want to broaden your knowledge and horizons, isn't the best way to ask your aunt directly?"

This time, she overcame her father's opposition and insisted on painting stained glass to gain experience, not only to allow her to witness the real world of the abyss and experience the true good and evil of human nature, but also to allow her to find opportunities for breakthroughs.

If she can overcome the dangerous situation of death by her own strength, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to her breakthrough.

Therefore, this kind of experience cannot be relied upon. Especially psychological dependence... Otherwise, when encountering a crisis, you will always think of someone protecting you secretly, without fear of your life, so you will not be able to break your boundaries with desperate thoughts.

However, whether she is painting clear shadows or painting ups and downs, how can she really let Hua Caili enter the dirty world she has never set foot in before?

Similarly, Hua Caili couldn't believe that her father and aunt would really leave her alone.

They knew each other well, and to this day, Hua Colored Glass couldn't help but point it out.

Feeling helpless, he painted a clear image and looked into the distance, saying: "This place is called Linyuan Realm, and it is the place where the power of sandstone is most active in this world. Its core is the 'Lin' I mentioned to you before. God Realm'.

"Lin Yuan Realm...Lin Shen Realm..." Hua Caili muttered softly, and her memory was touched: "Eternal sandstorms and rock disasters, the place where the last unicorn lives!"

"yes."

The girl's eyes were full of brilliance, filled with strong curiosity about the unknown phenomenon: "Then I must go and see it."

But Hua Qingying's words extinguished her newly aroused enthusiasm: "Not everyone can enter the Linshen Realm. This is because the restrictions on the Linshen Realm were set by Emperor Yuan himself."

"Huh?" The girl's lips parted slightly, no doubt extremely surprised.

Because this is just a place beyond the gods, but it actually involves the supreme Emperor Yuan.

Hua Qingying explained: "Emperor Yuan and that Qilin should have an unknown friendship. He named the place where it is located the Linshen Realm and set a ban. It can only be opened once every ten years, and only Lin Yuan can open it. Only people from the world can enter.”

"The existence of the Linshen Realm is the protection of the last Qilin, and it is also a gift to this Linyuan Realm."

Even if the restrictions set by Emperor Yuan are as fragile as tissue paper, who would dare to break through?

As for the relationship between Emperor Yuan and the Qilin, no one knows.

The light in the girl's eyes dimmed with disappointment: "So, even if I reach the Linshen realm, I still have no way to enter... I originally wanted to see with my own eyes what a real Qilin looks like."

After a brief silence, Hua Qingying said: "Not entirely."

Her spiritual sense spread out and passed through the wind and sand thousands of miles away: "If the pattern of Linyuan Realm has not changed drastically, it should be dominated by three sects in one dynasty."

"When the Linshen Realm is opened, outsiders can also enter if they can get permission from one of the three sects. But it is meaningless to you."

"As the place where the power of sandstone is most active in this world, Linshen Realm is the highest holy land of cultivation and opportunity for practitioners who major in the power of rock and soil. You enter it, and your experience will not be affected at all. Helpless.”

The girl thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay. But after we get out of here, my aunt will describe the appearance of that senior Qilin to me, okay?"

There is only an outline that has long been blurred in my mind, but I can paint a clear image without any desire, but I can never refuse the girl's request.

She did not agree directly, but looked at the girl's face with clear eyes: "Are you used to Yuan Chen?"

"Yeah!" Hua Caili nodded without any hesitation: "It doesn't seem to be as scary as expected."

"That's because you were born in the Kingdom of God and didn't grow up in the abyss. It's also because you haven't set foot in the Sea of ​​Mist yet."

This was not Hua Caili's first time stepping out of Zhetian Divine Kingdom, but whether she went to the Pure Land or other divine kingdoms before, she was always protected by her father.

This time, she truly entered the world filled with Yuan Chen for the first time, but with her current cultivation level, she naturally could not feel the horror of Yuan Chen, and there was only a short adaptation process.

"It's up to you to decide where you go next. But the Sea of ​​Fog is the place you must enter for this experience. Because that is the real main body of this world."

"I know, I know." The girl responded. With a flick of her delicate hand, the Liyun Sword swept away a dazzling light and shadow, instantly cutting off the static sand curtain in front of her: "Auntie, then I will go first..."

Hulong!

The terrifying sandstorm was like a demon that suddenly awakened, roaring and swallowing up the world again.

But there is no longer that immortal green shadow.

The girl stuck out her pink tongue, then cut through the layers of sandstorm with her sword light, and flew towards the unknown front at high speed.

She was like a colorful bird coming out of its cage, her whole body was filled with joy, excitement, and excitement and curiosity about the new world. She had no anxiety or fear, and even... no trace of the power that a goddess should have, let alone the responsibility of a god. Determining the future destiny of the country.

She was protected too much and she was pampered too much.

Her father, who is a god, values ​​her as much as life, and her aunt, who is immortal, is willing to protect her for the rest of her life.

Far high in the sky, a pair of cold moon-like eyes followed her figure.

For a moment, she raised her head and looked at the gray sky.

Over the years, the sky seems to have been faintly changing color, but few people can notice it.

"The cycle of the black tide of time is getting shorter and shorter, and the collapse of time and space may be close at hand."

She thought about the fate the world was suffering.

"It was once rare to have a divine inheritor with sufficient divine power. But in this era, they are emerging one after another."

"The nine magistrates of Senluo Palace are among the best in the world."

"The Xingyue who gave birth to the miracle twins, got the miracle twins again."

"The son of the Dreamweaver God is only ten years old, and all of his godheads have awakened."

"Even the Owl Butterfly Divine Kingdom, which is the most difficult to find a successor, has an unprecedented number of 'waste' due to the emergence of better choices in a short period of time."

"The former god and goddess of the Eternal Night Kingdom was ruthless and was directly killed. This shows how outstanding the new goddess named Shen Wuyi is."

"And Caili... you are the first inheritor with perfect godhood in the history of Zhetian Divine Kingdom."

"Even if you are reluctant to give up, you must grow."

"The eternally gray sky suddenly shines with stars, indicating whether it will be a curtain of light for a miracle to come, or a sign of disaster..."

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