Chapter 929 Xianxi, Returns

"What is the Great Sacrifice of Immortals?"

Seeing that the little princess was so frightened, Fang Xing hurriedly asked in a low voice. Fortunately, he had been careful and stopped the little princess's voice from spreading outside in time, so that it was not heard by the guards around the underground altar. , but his heart was pounding for a while, and he saw that the look of fear on the little princess's face was not fake, but she was truly frightened by what the altar represented. In fact, in his heart, he was always frightened. I feel terrified, as if something terrible will jump out of the altar at any time...

"How is it possible to lead the immortals to worship? How is it possible..."

The little princess did not answer Fang Xing's words for a moment, and muttered only these few words: "How come there are still people running the Great Immortal Sacrifice now? This... this is taboo. The saints will be furious if they know about it. How dare they Doing such things..."

"First, tell me what the heck is this?"

Fang Xing pinched the little princess's face, pulled out a long length, and pulled her eyes to look at him.

"Wow...it hurts..."

The little princess opened her mouth and bit his hand. Fang Xing shrank so quickly that her bite was empty.

"The great sacrifice to attract immortals is actually..."

The little princess calmed down and began to explain to Fang Xing in a low voice, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Fang Xing covered her mouth again.

She was furious and bit Fang Xing's palm fiercely. Unfortunately, her magic power was forbidden, so she bit hard but it didn't hurt Fang Xing. At this moment, even she felt that the fairy energy around her was getting stronger. Suddenly, he understood Fang Xing’s intention. He turned his head slightly, but was shocked to see that the altar below had changed again. At the other end of the altar, facing an extremely wide cave, it was built to look like a road. , at this time, several people were walking out of the cave. Their auras were terrifying, and they were clearly at the Nascent Soul Mahayana realm.

The first one was wearing linen clothes, holding a white palm in his hands. Behind him was a man with long hair hanging down his forehead. His big sleeves were fluttering and he had nothing on his body, but naturally, it made people feel something. There was an imminent sword intention, and those following them appeared vague and looming. With the strength of Fang Xing's spiritual thoughts, he could tell at a glance that they were those who specialized in spiritual thoughts.

He also sensed the appearance of these people, so he hurriedly covered the little princess's mouth to prevent others from being discovered.

When the group of four people arrived in front of the altar, the leader respectfully placed his palms in the center of the altar, took nine steps back, and knelt on the ground with the man with long hair hanging down his forehead. The other two The old man wearing an ancient sacrificial robe stepped forward, dancing like an epileptic madman. His voice was strange and long, like ancient words that penetrated endless time.

Near the underground altar, a large amount of spiritual energy began to surge up. It surged in from the countless dense tunnels around the underground cave, and then condensed around the altar. On that altar, nine pillars of light suddenly appeared. , and in the middle of the nine light pillars, on the white jade-like palm, countless runes poured out, jumping and flashing in the air, colliding with each other, and then disappeared, forming a vague human shape, as if He murmured and said something.

After the rune humanoid appeared, the two priests danced harder, and strange sounds echoed in the cave.

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to have endless penetrating power, piercing the eardrums and making it extremely uncomfortable.

"What they are saying is ancient Taoist language, which means..."

The little princess leaned close to Fang Xing's ear, exhaled like a blue breath, and explained quietly.

"I know, it's: Fairy, return home..."

Fang Xing also looked solemn and answered in a low voice, with a look of panic in his eyes.

Fairy, return home...

Through the ability of the Yin Yang God Demon Mirror, he accurately understood the chanting words of the two priests.

I couldn't help but be surprised. What did these four words mean?

Now, he also understood why he and the little princess were here at this time. Their water escape magic talisman was in chaos. After forcing them into the water veins, because there was no law, they could only follow the spiritual energy. Wandering around, no one expected that in this underground world, someone would actually build such a weird altar, attracting all the water spiritual power from all directions around it, and they must have been there at one time When the altar was activated, with the guidance of spiritual energy, it happened to be nearby.

"Xianxi, return home..."

At this moment, the wild dance of the two priests seemed to have reached its climax. Their movements were weird, but they carried an indescribable sense of enchantment. Their big sleeves were fluttering, they were dripping with sweat, and their whole bodies were as if they had been washed by water. It consumed a lot of mana and almost emptied itself out.

“A great opportunity of ten thousand years passes by in a flash. If it doesn’t come back, when will it be more likely?”

At this moment, the Nascent Soul Mahayana monk in linen clothes suddenly stood up and chanted loudly. What he spoke was ordinary language, but compared to the two priests, it seemed more low-pitched and terrifying. When he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and the endless aura and runes condensed on the altar disappeared completely at the same time. It was unknown where they were transported by the altar, leaving only a bone palm.

"call……"

The two priests seemed to be paralyzed from exhaustion and sat directly on the ground, panting and sweating profusely.

The man with long hair hanging down his forehead also stood up, bowed respectfully to the Mahayana monk in linen clothes, and said: "Master, we have been conducting this great sacrifice for a full month. Can the Immortal Ancestor from Heaven and Earth be able to do it?" Did you receive the news we delivered?"

"I do not know either!"

The Nascent Soul Mahayana monk in linen clothes spoke in a low voice with a puzzled look on his face: "Tian Yuan has been sealed to the sky for a long time, and all the connections between the heavenly realm and the Tian Yuan Taoism have been cut off. Haha, our roots are not in the human world at all. Cutting off the connection with the Immortal Realm of Heaven and Earth, we are doomed to have insufficient foundation and become the lowest class. However, now that the mysterious coffin has fallen from the sky, the power of sealing the sky has gradually weakened. Our top priority is to fight with Get in touch with the Immortal Ancestor from Tianwai, and when the Immortal Ancestor returns, what does Fuyao Palace mean to you?"

The man with long hair hanging down his forehead responded: "Yes, but on the side of the saint?"

The monk in linen robes sneered and said: "They disappeared without a trace, and I don't know what they were discussing. I'm afraid they can't take care of them now. In addition, with the concealment we did, we stole the spiritual energy of all the veins in the Tiangang Mountains and spread the chaos." The array covers the aura and will not be discovered by them. So what if they discover it when the Immortal Ancestor returns? Do you really think you are an ancient saint? Can you turn people into immortals? Haha, now that the mysterious coffin has fallen from the sky, it is It is an unparalleled chance that our clan has received this blessing, so why worry about not being able to dominate the world?"

"Disciple understands!"

"You should keep an eye on me these days. If Immortal Ancestor will respond, it will be within these days!"

"yes!"

As the two of them talked, the old man in linen clothes took the white bone palm and left again, but the young man with long hair hanging down his forehead stayed and sat cross-legged under the altar alone, guarding him quietly. The void around him was always terrifyingly silent. There is an invisible coercion in the air.

"It's broken, it's broken, something bad is going to happen..."

After a while, Fang Xing and the little princess of Yaochi retreated a little. At this time, the little princess had a face full of fear: "It's Lihentian, this is actually Lihentian's handiwork, the one wearing linen clothes." , is the current Dao Master Lihentian, and that young man is the rumored Master Lihen who has been practicing swordsmanship in seclusion and has not been born in ten years. They are actually... actually sending messages to the outside world, trying to get the immortal ancestors to return home! "

"What's the big deal? Hehe, will your Fuyao Palace not be so powerful once they come back?"

Fang Xing said nonchalantly and gloated.

"No, no..."

The little princess of Yaochi pulled Fang Xing's sleeve tightly, almost crying: "This matter is not that simple. Those who have ascended are not allowed to come back. Once they come back, China will be in chaos, and Tianyuan will be in chaos." There will be chaos, and a catastrophe is about to happen..."

"What's going on?"

Seeing how nervous she was, Fang Xing also frowned and stopped joking with her.

The ultimate goal of spiritual practice is to cultivate immortals, so people who practice have a very good impression of immortals. This is why he saw the great sacrifice to attract immortals laid down by Lihen Tian. Although he felt strange, he didn't feel anything wrong. There was a proper reason, but looking at the frightened look on the little princess's face, it seemed that the matter was not that simple, so he paid attention to it and began to ask serious questions.

"You...do you know what's going on with Xian?"

The little princess of Yaochi was obviously eager to explain, but when she opened her mouth, she didn't know what to say, so she finally spoke like this.

"Um...what else could it be, a great guy..."

Fang Xing felt that this question insulted his intelligence, so he answered with some disdain.

However, the little princess of Yaochi shook her head and said solemnly: "In fact, from the very beginning, immortals are sinners and exiled people!"

"Uh...are you kidding me?"

"I'm not kidding, it's true. We have it clearly written in the scriptures in Yaochi!"

The little princess of Yaochi was so anxious that she tried her best to explain: "Everyone in the cultivation world knows that in the past, when the path to immortality was not broken, after surviving the nine tribulations, one could become an immortal. After becoming an immortal, one could ascend and leave in the daytime. Tianyuan Continent is carefree and at ease, but do you know what the ascension is about? The first batch of immortals recorded in the world did not ascend voluntarily at all, but after the battle between immortals and saints, the immortals lost and were killed by human saints. Being forced to leave was not called ascension at that time, but was called...exile!"

"Damn it, you can't lie to me even if I don't study well?"

With just a few words, Fang Xingshuo's little face changed color, and he whispered: "Isn't the difference here too big?"