Chapter 333 Ancient God Body, the Art of Transmutation

The Black Flame Immortal fled to the north. Half a month later, he stopped at the edge of the endless void, sat cross-legged on the edge of the void, and stopped talking.

One of the two True Immortals behind him hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Uncle Master, is Linghua Immortal really coming to get it in person?"

"Why is it so troublesome? Give us the coordinates and we will send it directly in. Wouldn't it be more convenient for Immortal?"

The other True Immortal, although he did not speak, looked at the endless void with his pale silver eyes, and was also thinking. Obviously, he had a lot of doubts.

The Black Flame Immortal did not look back, and still looked calmly at the endless void in front of him.

"It is said that in the ancient times before the ancient times, there were only three tribes between heaven and earth."

"Gods, immortals, and monsters."

"These three tribes are also called ancient gods, ancient immortals, and ancient monsters because they are older than the ancient times."

"However, the ancient times collapsed, the ancient gods were destroyed, the nine realms were formed, and the first era of the ancient times began, which lasted until now."

"And the cause of the extinction of the ancient gods is hidden in the endless void."

"I guess that Linghua Immortal Lord must have found the remains of the ancient gods, so he kept it secret, because this is a great immortal fate for him, and he may rely on this immortal fate to explore the mystery of Daluo and enjoy the position of immortal master."

"All this is too high-level, I am just guessing, and I dare not explore it."

"Just wait."

After saying this, Heiyan Xuanxian did not speak again, but closed his eyes, sitting cross-legged in the void, his breath dropped suddenly, until it was almost invisible, like a rock.

Behind him, the two True Immortals had different expressions and their own thoughts. However, seeing the change in Black Flame's aura, they knew it was inconvenient to ask more questions, so they also stopped talking and sat cross-legged at the edge of the void with Black Flame Immortal.

Three days later, Black Flame Immortal suddenly opened his eyes and stood up. The two True Immortals behind him also felt it and stood up.

Just as the three stood up, a figure in the depths of the endless void crossed the void. In just three breaths, he had reached the edge of the void and stood in front of Black Flame Immortal.

This was an old monk with a volatile aura, white hair in a bun, long eyebrows and a beard, holding a seemingly ordinary wooden Panlong crutch in his hand.

But the three immortals naturally did not dare to neglect it, and bowed their heads to salute, because the visitor was Linghua Immortal Lord.

"Greetings, Immortal Lord."

Linghua Immortal Lord nodded and looked directly at Black Flame Immortal. Black Flame Immortal immediately reacted, pointed his index finger at the center of his eyebrows, and gently pulled outward, and an illusory ball of light was pulled out from the center of his eyebrows.

If you look closely at the ball of light, you can also see that inside the ball of light is a large mountain range, with more than 3,000 cultivators scattered in various locations on the mountain range, sitting cross-legged or talking.

This is a corner of Black Flame Immortal's spiritual world.

Linghua Immortal Lord gently touched the ball of light, and the 3,000 cultivators who had just escaped and were in doubt disappeared in an instant.

Then, without saying a word, he turned around and walked into the endless void. After just three breaths, he disappeared in front of the immortals, and even Black Flame Immortal could no longer see his figure.

It only took a few breaths to come and go without saying a word.

"It seems that the Immortal Lord is very anxious."

Behind Hei Yan Xuan Xian, the True Immortal who spoke earlier murmured in a low voice. This murmur was not deliberately concealed, and Hei Yan Xuan Xian and another True Immortal could naturally hear it.

"This shows that the critical moment may be approaching."

"Perhaps, my Sui Zhu Xian Ting will add another Daluo Jinxian in the near future."

"It is really a great thing."

Hei Yan Xuan Xian said "good thing", but doubt and solemnity flashed in his eyes.

He did not say that when Ling Hua Xian Jun stretched out his hand to wipe the light ball just now, he noticed something wrong with the Immortal Lord.

Ancient Demon Breath?

No, it is different from the Ancient Demon Breath.

Although the time of that touch was too short, he was definitely not wrong. As he had fought with the ancient demon in the outer void battlefield south of Daluo Xian Ting, he was very familiar with the ancient demon breath.

Just now, Linghua Immortal Lord stretched out his hand and moved all the cultivators away. During this period, a breath briefly entered Heiyan's fairy world. For Xuanxian, the fairy world is the core of his core, and his control is naturally very strong. He also sensed the strangeness in Linghua Immortal Lord's breath.

"It is much more refined than the breath of the ancient demon. Could it be the ancient god?"

Heiyan Xuanxian thought of an ancient rumor and trembled in his heart.

It is rumored that the ancient god, one of the three ancient tribes, was annihilated. At the beginning of ancient times, the ancient demon was born on the immortal body of the ancient god.

So since ancient times, there has been a saying that gods and demons are one.

Thinking of this, Heiyan Xuanxian shook his head. No matter what, he was not even worthy of the opportunity of the immortal level, and he didn't dare to touch it. Maybe just a look from the other party, a snap of a finger, his tens of thousands of years of cultivation would disappear.

However.

If he found that strange breath, he would still report it truthfully. This is the duty of an immortal in the fairy court.

No matter what, if Linghua Immortal Lord has a problem, it will be a big crisis for the entire Immortal Court.

As for how to deal with it later, it is not something he can intervene in.

"Let's go."

He did not respond to the True Immortal behind him, but just said these two words in a low voice, turned around, and flew south, returning to Suizhu Immortal Court.

The true immortal who had been silent along the way followed closely. The true immortal who murmured just took a deep look at the endless void, thinking in his eyes, but did not step into the void without authorization, but turned around and faced Hei Yanxuan. The immortal fled away from where he left.

the other side.

Immortal Lord Linghua walked in nothingness, with a trace of eagerness in his eyes.

"Soon, soon."

He marched in nothingness for half a month. During this period, he stopped from time to time and used special magic to sense the direction before continuing forward.

Half a month later, he finally arrived at his destination.

In front of him, hundreds of miles away, an extremely huge corpse was lying in the void.

The lying corpse is a hundred thousand meters long. If you get too close, you will think it is a piece of land floating in the void. But if you pull your eyes back and look at the whole picture, you can see clearly that this is It's a corpse.

It is not appropriate to say corpse. The body should be used instead, because there is no death aura on this body, let alone corpse aura and decay. Instead, it has its eyes closed, as if it is asleep. It is wearing a simple garment. The robe is exuding a dazzling golden light.

Ancient God.

The ancient gods in the true sense were already extinct at the end of the ancient times.

No matter how many times I watch it, Immortal Lord Linghua is always extremely excited.

There are some secrets that can only be known after reaching the Taiyi realm. The ancient gods of the ancient era were even more powerful than the ancient immortals and ancient demons of the same period.

The corpse of the ancient god in front of him made him want to worship even though it had been extinct for millions of years.

In Suizhu Immortal Court, only the top Immortal Lord and the Lord of the Immortal Court, Suizhu Daozu, could give him this feeling.

Therefore, he speculated that even if the ancient god in front of him had not reached the realm of Dao Ancestor, he was definitely not far from Dao Ancestor.

Immortality.

This is the greatest fate that I have ever faced since I started practicing Taoism.

While Linghua Immortal Lord was looking eagerly at the corpse of the ancient god, behind him, a black shadow was slightly pulled out from his body, as if his shadow was about to be separated from his body.

But after just a slight flash, it returned to his body again. He was so caught up in the enthusiasm that he didn't notice this strangeness.

If there is Daluo Immortal Lord or a more powerful Tao Ancestor here, he will be able to detect that at this moment, Linghua Immortal Lord, an aura that combines neither gods nor demons is flowing.

This is indeed a good destiny, but it is also extremely dangerous.

Immortal Lord Linghua lightly touched his forehead, and a spiritual light appeared on his hand.

This spiritual light is much more condensed and mysterious than the illusory light group manifested by Black Flame Xuanxian before. This is the difference between Xuanxian and Taiyi Golden Immortal.

In the aura, if you magnify it countless times, you can see more than three thousand monks with solemn faces, including half-immortals, transformed gods, and Yuanying. These monks are flying away from a huge island.

Then, he tossed it gently, and this spiritual light spanned a distance of hundreds of miles and approached the corpse of the ancient god lying in nothingness.

When the spiritual light approached the ancient god's ten-mile area, it began to stretch, twist, and become thinner, as if there were different force fields within the ancient god's ten-mile area.

When it was one mile away, it exploded directly. The three thousand monks wrapped in the spiritual light were pulled and fell towards the ancient god's body. After contact, they also disappeared.

In a land of endless nothingness, the ancient god lies still.

Hundreds of miles away, Linghua Immortal Lord was sitting here cross-legged, closing his eyes. What he didn't know was that on his back, a strange shadow was constantly pulling and twisting, as if trying to break free.

The void is dead and silent.

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the other side.

When Han Yi saw the Black Flame Mysterious Immortal, he waved his hand gently, and the surrounding space changed rapidly. In just a flash, he found himself in a fairy land.

There is a mountain range at the foot. Looking into the distance, dozens of miles away from the mountain range, there is a fairy mountain towering into the sky. On top of the fairy mountain, there are many palaces.

This is a fairy world.

When Han Yi was in the Qingxuan Dojo in the Broken Immortal Realm, he was temporarily taken into his fairy world by Xinghen Xuanxian. After this experience, he naturally knew that this was also a fairy world, and it should be the Black Flame Xuanxian. The fairy world.

Around him, other monks gathered together who were familiar with each other. There were circles of half-immortals, there were circles of transformed gods, and the same was true for Nascent Soul.

Han Yi did not move, nor was he curious about the fairy mountain, so he flew over to check it out. The other monks did the same, and they all gathered on the mountain range.

As time passed, many monks fell to the bottom of the mountain range and each found a place to sit cross-legged and practice.

The same was true for Han Yi. After he fell below, a dozen Nascent Soul monks came up to talk to him. These monks happened to know that Han Yi had just been promoted to fifth-level alchemy master and had appeared in Xianfang Palace. He came to make friends, and among them, there was even a peak Nascent Soul monk, and most of the others were in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Han Yi had no intention of rejecting them, and had a pleasant conversation with these monks.

Half a month later.

The monks suddenly woke up and looked around. They found that outside the mountains, the fairy mountain could no longer be seen, only a chaotic aura.

These changes are only completed in an instant.

Then, in less than half a breath, the surrounding space changed again and returned to the fairy world. But under everyone's feet, it was no longer the original mountain range, but a huge island. Surrounding the island, separated by the vast ocean, there were still You can see in the distance, there are many islands and stars.

in addition.

The aura of this fairy world does not have the aura of fairy spirits. Instead, it is like an ordinary world, but it seems more real, as if it is not a fairy world, but a small world with complete laws and complete origins.

Han Yi was awed.

He had already guessed about this fairy world, that is, this place is the fairy world of Linghua Immortal Lord.

In Xuanzang Palace, Han Yi also learned about the realms above the immortals. The three realms of Zhen, Xuan, and Jin all involve laws, and the Taiyi realm is no longer bound by laws, but pays attention to higher-level things.

This moment is too real, it must be a place with complete laws, or nearly complete laws, and only the Taiyi realm, that is, the immortals, can have it.

Therefore, he guessed that they were transferred to the fairy world of Linghua Immortal Lord.

Above the island.

Suddenly.

A little spiritual light fell from the sky and appeared on the island.

The spiritual light showed up and turned into an old Taoist with immortal style and Taoist bones.

The Taoist looked at the more than 3,000 cultivators in front of him, his eyes were calm and peaceful, and then they dispersed directly, turning into more than 3,000 weaker spiritual lights, which scattered out and accurately entered the bodies of each cultivator.

Strangely, the Taoist's movements did not seem to be fast, but Han Yi was completely unable to react. No, not only him, but also the dozen or so semi-immortals were the same.

And those semi-immortals only had time to bow their heads and respectfully say, "Greetings to the Immortal Lord" after the spiritual light dispersed.

But when he looked up again, there was no one.

Han Yi was startled. The Taoist with a fairy-like appearance just now turned out to be the Immortal Lord Linghua. Just as he had the idea, some more information suddenly appeared in his mind, which was transmitted by the spiritual light just now.

"Random world, exploration, practice, and exchange for points?"

Han Yi was slightly stunned.

The information in this spiritual light was quite simple, that is, they would randomly fall into a certain world. According to the previous exploration, these worlds might be a little weird, but the degree of danger was not high.

What Linghua Immortal Lord asked them to do was very simple, that is, to explore the random world, dig out the deep secrets of that world, practice the skills of that world, or practice the "arts" that belong to that world.

As long as there is something to gain, it can be converted into points, but the points need twenty years, and they can only be settled after this mission is over and Linghua Immortal Lord leads everyone back.

The reason why Han Yi was stunned was that this mission revealed an unusual meaning.

Random world, not a world, what is it?

Exploration? Practice?

They are at most half-immortals, what is the meaning of doing this for the Immortal Lord?

After waiting for a while, Linghua Immortal Lord did not appear again, and the cultivators gradually fell back to the island below.

The dozen cultivators who had contacted Han Yi before also gathered together to exchange their views.

"It seems that the world we are exploring this time is a world formed by the aggregation of many small worlds, and we will be randomly assigned to a small world."

"However, it is understandable to explore and dig out secrets, after all, it is a new world, but what does it mean to practice the skills and techniques of that world?"

A burly middle-aged man in the late Nascent Soul stage said in a muffled voice, his eyes were full of confusion, which was also the expression of other cultivators.

"The most important information in the spiritual light just now should be the skills and techniques of practicing the world that fell into it. In other words, what Linghua Immortal Lord needs is the skills and techniques of that world."

"But this is also very strange. With the ability of the Immortal Lord, he should be able to understand the skills and techniques that we can practice at a glance. Why bother?"

The cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul realm analyzed in a low voice. This Nascent Soul cultivator was a rare female cultivator present. This was a female cultivator who was not outstanding in appearance, but very heroic. This female cultivator's name was Biqiong.

True Lord Biqiong analyzed it for a few sentences and immediately reacted.

"No, there is another possibility, that is, those small worlds, Immortal Lord Linghua cannot enter, or is unwilling to enter, or that world has restrictions on foreign cultivators, and those with higher realms have more restrictions. Only cultivators like us who have not yet become immortals can avoid these restrictions and enter the world."

"This possibility should be close to the truth."

"In addition, I just checked the Qiankun Ring, Lingbao, physical body, internal space, and Yuanying. I have checked all these places, and I have not found the spiritual light that entered the body."

"However, since Immortal Lord Linghua wants to use our hands to explore the skills and techniques of many worlds, then that spiritual light should play a big role. Perhaps, our every move is under the eyes of the Immortal Lord."

After True Lord Biqiong said this, everyone fell silent.

Han Yi was also in the circle, and everyone's guess was his guess. After all, there was not much to know at the moment.

Combined with what Gu Chuan said, none of the Nascent Soul cultivators he was familiar with had died, so the small world they entered should not be very dangerous. This point can be roughly confirmed.

The biggest doubts left are two points.

The first point is, what kind of world is it that even the mighty Immortal King cannot enter or is unwilling to enter?

The second point is, what is the point of letting them practice the skills or techniques of that world?

Han Yi has a different view on this second point. He knows that most of the cultivators sent in the first recruitment are unknown and weak cultivators. Since they want to practice skills or techniques, they should look for those with good talents. Why put the cart before the horse?

Could it be that the cultivation of the techniques or skills in that world does not value talent, and as long as one is a cultivator above the Nascent Soul stage, it can be done? Or, as long as one knows the technique and has entered the door, it doesn't matter whether one cultivates or not?

The silent crowd talked for a while, but there was no practical progress, so they each landed on the island and found a place to meditate.

Han Yi also found a place on the island to meditate and practice.

Half a month later.

Suddenly, a mysterious force fell on Han Yi. When he stood up, he found that there was an impenetrable spiritual light all around him. Around him, up and down, left and right, were other equally solemn cultivators.

The cultivators already knew what was going on.

"We've arrived."

As the thought moved, Han Yi found that the heavy spiritual light around him began to flicker and flow. This flow became more and more intense, consuming the energy of the spiritual light and making it thinner.

He suddenly raised his head and saw a dazzling golden light through the gradually thinning spiritual light. Behind this light, there was a huge wall.

It was this wall that was emitting spiritual light.

Moreover, this extremely bright golden light gave Han Yi a familiar feeling.

What exactly was it?

In a flash of lightning.

He seemed to have a flash of thunder in his heart, and suddenly realized.

"This is the golden light emitted by the ancient god when practicing the visualization method."

"Ancient God?"

"This, this, this..."

Han Yi was shocked. He had already reacted at this moment. This wall emitting golden light was not a wall at all. It was a huge ancient god. The wall he saw might just be a piece of skin of the ancient god.

Just when this thought emerged, the extremely thin spiritual light finally exploded, and the extremely strong golden light was overwhelming. Under this golden light, Han Yi's consciousness darkened, and he had no thoughts to move in an instant.

However

When the spiritual light exploded, among the more than 3,000 cultivators, there were more than ten cultivators with a faint golden light on their bodies. This light was naturally not comparable to the golden light emitted by the ancient god, but because of this golden light, these ten cultivators were pulled and fell towards the center of the ancient god's eyebrows.

Among them was Han Yi.

As for the other cultivators, after the spiritual light exploded, they randomly fell to a certain part of the ancient god's body.

The spiritual light dissipated, the golden light was eternal, and there was no trace of more than 3,000 cultivators.

Hundreds of miles away from the body of the ancient god, which had no vitality and no death, an old Taoist sat cross-legged in the endless void, connecting countless cultivators who entered the body of the ancient god with the art of transforming thoughts.

The aura on his body became more and more terrifying as time went on.

Behind him, the twisted black shadow also became more and more physical.

...

The world of gods and demons.

Han Yi regained consciousness, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of bright and curious eyes.