Volume 7: The Immortal Ancient Builds a Bridge Out of the 9 Mountains Chapter 1086: As the Wind Wishes!

Rufengjie!

It was once one of the three thousand lower realms, even known as the Garden of the Immortal Realm. It was once one of the most important hundred realms of the Immortal Realm!

Here, too many monks have appeared, ascended to the immortal world, and occupied many immortal positions in the immortal world. Over the years, there has even been a master here!

That is a noble realm between the Dao realm and the Supreme!

At that time, it was the peak era of the Rufeng Realm, with endless land, oceans, and the rich baptism of the Immortal River from the Supreme Immortal Realm.

At that time, the Rufeng Realm was even known as the Little Fairy Realm. The entire sky was blue, and the fairy rain falling from time to time made the creatures here feel as if they were bathing in fairy spirit.

In the sky, there is a huge fairy river, forming a waterfall, falling on the earth, setting off endless wind. This wind will not destroy the fire of life, but will make the people here more suitable for practice, even mortals. , and thus prolong life, and there are many people who can live for more than two decades.

Such as the wind world, which is why it got its name.

All the monks in the Supreme Immortal Realm, such as the Wind Realm, are in awe, respect and fear their power! They will be respectful to the immortals who come to the Supreme Immortal Realm. The immortal's words are as shocking as the nine cauldrons, even a look or a tone that offends the immortal will be tolerated by Rufeng Realm.

But this is not the case for all immortals. If it is an ordinary person, although it is respectful and fearful, it will not be so strong. After all, if you want to exist eternally in the Rufeng Realm, those sects and cultivation families that can develop for a long time must have elders. Ancestors or clan members ascend to the fairy world.

However, all of this, along with that catastrophe, a huge change occurred. The complete Rufeng Realm collapsed, half of the earth was lost, and it was like being swallowed up by all living things. The flames of war also made this place no longer filled with immortality, but Debris everywhere.

The most important thing is that the Immortal River is disconnected from other realms, which makes it isolated from the outside world. As the years go by, even if it has recovered a lot, it is still blocked.

Even in the current Rufeng Realm, they are unaware of the outside world. They still believe that the Supreme Immortal Realm is as eternally powerful as ever, and the respect engraved in the blood of any immortal who comes is still strong.

What’s more, it’s been a long, long time since no one in the Rufeng Realm can ascend to the Immortal Realm, which makes them even more hesitant. Moreover, the limit of cultivation for people in this realm is to reach the pinnacle. They cannot take another step, become immortals, and cannot ascend. out.

This makes them more respectful, more fearful, and more eager to obtain good fortune for the immortals who come. Therefore... in today's era, the monks who came from the mountain and sea world, in the wind world... are God!

Meng Hao, Fan Dong'er, Bei Yu, and the three monks, the three demon cultivators, landed here, in the center of a desert in the southeast of the Wind Realm.

The desert here is filled with wind and sand, and the scorching temperature makes the place very hot. Even if the high temperature makes people sweat, there are still nearly tens of thousands of monks in all directions, kneeling and worshiping all around, densely packed, as if forming an array. Law.

This formation is not offensive in any way, but a kind of ritual and respect.

Men and women, the young are still teenagers, the old are in their twilight years, all kneel down and worship, every look shows awe, all have their heads lowered, as if they dare not lift up to look.

And among these people, there was a huge altar. Countless imprints were carved on the altar, forming an unshakable force, as if it existed forever.

Now, there are nine rays of light in the sky, which seem to reflect the entire sky, and fall straight on the altar. There is a loud roar from the altar, and all the runes on it are emitting light, and when they are running, they seem to be guided.

The roaring sound became stronger and stronger, and all the monks around were trembling even more. None of them dared to raise their heads. Instead, the old men in the inner circle closest to the altar took the lead,

Call loudly.

"We are waiting to welcome the arrival of the Immortal!"

This sound came out over and over again, echoing in all directions, until more than ten breaths passed, the nine rays of light seemed to form pillars on the altar, connected to the sky, and then the light slowly dissipated, revealing what was inside... …nine figures!

Meng Hao was among them, and together with him, the nine people who descended from the God Realm of the Ninth Sea were each emitting golden light and seemed to be sacred and inviolable. Moreover, their cultivation was already stronger than that of the Rufeng Realm. The pressure from the monks dissipated invisibly at this moment, making everyone around them tremble in their hearts.

Meng Hao's eyes were dazed at first, but he regained his clarity in the blink of an eye. He glanced around and saw the altar where he was. He saw more than 10,000 people kneeling and worshiping under the altar. The monks whose respectful voices echoed were also seen further away. , hundreds of thousands of people were also kneeling in worship, but no one dared to raise their head.

In front of the hundreds of thousands of people, there was a middle-aged man, wearing an imperial robe, kneeling down while trembling, but his identity was the human emperor of this region.

Even Meng Hao was a little uncomfortable with being worshiped by so many people. The same was true for several other people around him.

"The arrival of the Immortal is the supreme honor of our Ninth Kingdom. It has been thousands of years and no immortal has come. Immortals are blessed. Please accept the worship of the seven major sects and three major families of our Ninth Kingdom again!" Wan Xiu all around! Inside, there was an old man in the inner circle. He was the first to raise his head and look at the nine Meng Hao people. His body was filled with vicissitudes of life. He seemed to have survived for a long time, but his cultivation level was still high.

Behind him, there were ten old men. These ten old men were all the strongest ancestors of their respective sects. At this moment, they all looked up in awe and bowed to the nine men of Meng Hao again.

"Sword cultivator Dao Zi, nine immortals, have come to the lower world this time. Whatever you need, whatever you think about, and all your requests, we will do our best to meet them and do our best!" The oldest old man said with a smile in his eyes. With enthusiasm, the voice echoed.

"If you are all asked to commit suicide, will you do it?" The one who spoke was a demon cultivator next to Bei Yu. His voice was cold and he suddenly spoke.

As soon as the words came out, Meng Hao frowned, and Bei Yu also looked displeased.

But the oldest old man Ken Daozi under the altar did not hesitate at all.

"If no other superior immortals do not allow it, all you need is one sentence from the superior immortal!"

The demon cultivator hesitated for a moment, but whether it was Meng Hao or Fan Dong'er, all of them could see the decisiveness and determination in the words of the old man named Jian Daozi, as well as the fanaticism in his eyes. Although, these words His wisdom was there, but it still allowed Meng Hao and others to see the status of the Immortal here.

It was not just him who was like this, all the old men behind him, and almost all the monks, were actually like this. Maybe not everyone was fanatical, but that kind of awe, that kind of look like a lower-ranking person looking at a higher-ranking person, made Meng Hao was shocked.

Suddenly, among the more than 10,000 monks below, a young man seemed to be unable to hold back. He raised his head and glanced at the nine people including Meng Hao, especially Bei Yu and Fan Dong'er. This young man saw Afterwards, he showed his surprise.

"Bold!!" Almost at the moment when the young man raised his head, the expression of the oldest Kendozi suddenly changed. When he turned his head sharply, the expressions of the other old men around him also changed and they all looked at him.

The young man's face instantly turned pale, showing panic, and he quickly lowered his head, but it was too late.

"Blasphemy and violation of the rules of Rufeng!" Jian Daozi's voice was cold. He suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at the young man. The wind howled away and disappeared into the man's eyebrows. In an instant, the young man's body trembled. Dying from anger.

This scene made Meng Hao's eyes shrink immediately, and several others were also stunned.

But it's not over yet. Behind Kendaozi, one of the ten old men raised his right hand and without hesitation tore off his own arm, letting the blood spurt out. He looked pale, raised his arm high, and knelt there. .

"This person is a disciple of the lower cultivator sect. The lower cultivator's teachings are not good, and he is also guilty of joint crimes. He cut off his arm and asked the immortal to appease his anger."

Bei Yu's breathing was rapid, Fan Dong'er's heart was shaken, and Meng Hao stared at all this in a daze, his will was struck by this behavior like the wind realm.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if...here, they suddenly became supreme!

In the Mountain and Sea Realm, they cannot find this feeling, because above them, there are many monks who are more powerful than them. Although there are not as many as them, the Mountain and Sea Realm is too big after all.

In the world of mountains and seas, there are rules and order, like layers of large nets, covering everyone and turning them into principles one after another. All desires in the heart are not allowed to be released infinitely.

But the Rufeng Realm here is not only closed, but those with the highest cultivation levels are not immortals. Here, the nine of them... are indeed gods!

Power, wealth, lust, etc. all come together in one sentence... just one sentence!

If you want wealth, in one word, all the wealth of the country will be given to you!

If you want power, you can become a human emperor in an instant!

If you want lust, in the Ninth Country, no matter where you are or at any time, as long as you like someone, you can take them away and do whatever you want. Not only will the other person not refuse, but they will feel extremely honored.

Even though they had just arrived, this impact made Meng Hao and a few others feel as if their hearts were roaring, and they... felt a sense of... disorderly relaxation.

Here, they are order.

At this moment, not only here, but in the entire Rufeng Realm, the same scene happened in nine areas. All those who came here were stepping in for the first time, and their hearts were deeply shocked by this place!

In the mountain and sea world, the nine seas, the order and monks in each sea have different places to descend. The only place they can descend is...the area occupied by their own divine realm.

In this Rufeng Realm, there are a total of nine countries and nine seas, each occupying one country.

In the center of the nine kingdoms is where the origin of the world lies. There is a temple there, and there... is the ultimate goal of everyone who comes this time. R1152

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