Chapter 648 Secret Realm (Congratulations to the Cramped Night Leader!)

Fang Xi's thousand-year-old birthday party went by without any disturbance.

It's not that the monks in the human world don't want to take care of him, but that as he gets older, his heart has gradually calmed down and he doesn't want to do these vain things.

It’s not like thousands of immortals from the earthly immortal world came to congratulate him, so it wouldn’t be interesting.

So we just had a small banquet and had a few drinks with a few girls, that's all.

After the birthday banquet, Shui Lingxin immediately said goodbye and left. The remaining Lingshu and Liuxu were also moved by Fang Xi's words of ascension and began to practice hard in seclusion.

This day.

Fang Xi picked up a transmission note and told Zhong Hongyu that she would be in seclusion for a period of time, and she flicked it on her finger.

Snapped!

This transmission note immediately turned into a burst of fire and disappeared...

"With the incarnations of heretics and the government city here... nothing big should happen."

He muttered to himself and disappeared instantly.

He suddenly used the ‘Treasure Mirror of All Heavens’ to go to that secret realm of the witch clan!

The secret realm of the witch clan.

At this time, it was not yet the time of the Heavenly Demon Tribulation that occurred once in a hundred years. Fang Xi's spiritual consciousness spread far and wide, and many Wu tribesmen could be seen hunting, playing, and practicing.

"Danya..."

Thinking of her old friend here, Fang Xi couldn't help but feel a trace of nostalgia on her face.

"After so many years, I am afraid that this girl has already passed away? Unless she is promoted to the Nascent Soul stage... But even if she is already a Nascent Soul monk, her longevity is still very difficult, right?"

What's more, as a secret realm where the original demon sect once harvested elixir resources and blood essence souls for a century, it is impossible to advance to Nascent Soul here.

Even the entire secret realm is shrouded by a huge restriction. Once a monk above Nascent Soul appears, a warning will be issued immediately.

And with Fang Xi's cultivation and formation skills, this extremely tight restriction seemed to him to be similar to a fishing net with holes everywhere...

Therefore, until now, the elders of the original demon sect are like blind and deaf people, and no one has noticed that high-level monks have broken into the secret realm.

"That's all... let's say hello first."

Fang Xi let go of the breath-containing technique on her body. This technique was obtained from the Xuangui clan. Now even the monks who return to the void may not be able to see through it in person. Before, he was so careless here, but the secret realm did not respond at all. This was the reason.

At this time, a wave of fluctuation far beyond the mana of Yuanying spread out, causing the world to change!

"this……"

In a tribe, a certain great witch stared at the scene where the spiritual power of heaven and earth gathered together, like a funnel, and he was stunned.

Although he is equivalent to a foundation-building immortal cultivator, this method is still too mythical...

After all, the Witch Clan is very hard-working. Even if they practice very quickly, they can only reach the level of the Witch King, which is comparable to that of a pill-forming monk. Even if there is no way to advance, their methods are still quite simple, and they are often easily defeated by trial disciples who have mastered third-level methods. Kill.

"Is this...the coming of the gods?"

A young witch murmured, and the spiritual pressure coming from the void made him kneel down unconsciously.

Countless shamans followed and knelt down.

The entire secret realm seemed to be trembling under the power of the god-transformation monk!

Boom!

Black, white, red, yellow, green...the colorful spiritual powers gathered in the sky to form a face.

At this moment, almost all the shamans in the secret realm raised their heads in confusion, looking at the giant face that was full of majesty and looked like a god.

…

Original magic door.

Supervisory Hall.

A blue-robed monk hurriedly walked into a bronze hall and came to a quiet room.

The indoor area is very large, there is no other furniture, there is only a sand table in the middle.

The sand table shows mountains and rivers, and in the sky above the sand table, there are things like colorful grids, which are shining brightly.

A precious mirror is suspended in mid-air, illuminating everywhere on the sand table.

In front of this sand table, there is a futon, on which sits a red-robed Nascent Soul monk cross-legged.

The monk in blue smiled when he saw this: "Junior brother Zhuo, I was a bit late in refining the 'Six Desires Demon' for my brother. I'm late this time, please forgive me..."

"Senior Brother Xia is too polite, but just a few hours, what does it mean to us?"

Junior Brother Zhuo, who was dressed in red robes, smiled and said: "What's more... nothing has happened to this secret realm for hundreds of years."

It's just a secret realm that produces elixir-forming resources. It's really nothing to the two Nascent Soul monks.

"Thank you for your understanding, Junior Brother Zhuo. I just got a gourd of 'Fierce Blood True Gang' before, and I will give it to Junior Brother later..." Senior Brother Xia in blue robe smiled slightly, and then said: "But the secret realm of pill formation here does not count. Taiping, hundreds of years ago, also caused some serious troubles... It is said that the supreme elder of this lineage was also involved..."

"What?"

Junior Brother Zhuo asked with interest while going through the handover formalities: "Would you like to hear the details?!"

He is a Nascent Soul that was only condensed in the past two hundred years. He has no idea about such a long time ago. He has just been transferred to the Supervisory Palace and many secrets are not clear.

"I also heard it mentioned by an elder who has passed away long ago..."

Senior Brother Xia in blue robes said with a smile: "About seven or eight hundred years ago, when the secret realm was opened, there was a huge chaos, and many disciples suffered heavy casualties... According to the disciples who escaped, he was a pill-forming The mid-term monks somehow sneaked into the secret realm and shamelessly attacked their foundation-building disciples. It is really a big tragedy..."

"How could the sect not investigate such a shameless person?" Senior Brother Zhuo asked with interest.

"Of course there is. Even the Holy Son and Holy Lady who were specifically responsible for this matter at that time were hailed as the most outstanding twins in the past millennium..."

There is something in Senior Brother Xia's words.

"Could it be...hiss...the Supreme Elder?!" Senior Brother Zhuo's eyes widened.

"Exactly! Back then, the Supreme Elder was just a saint of our Holy Sect... guarding the teleportation array with the Holy Son and responsible for the matter of descending to the world. As a result, this happened. The Holy Son entered the secret realm to explore, and it didn't take long for the soul card to appear. Broken……"

Senior Brother Xia sighed: "This holy son has cultivated to the perfection of elixir formation when he was about two hundred years old. In terms of qualifications and Taoist talent, he far surpassed me. He even faintly surpassed the saint at that time... If he hadn't died unexpectedly, After that, he must be the elder of the Holy Sect Yuanying, and he can even compete for the opportunity to become a god!"

"This caused an uproar among the Holy Sect back then. I don't know how many elders went to the secret realm to investigate in person, and they killed an unknown number of shamans. However, no results were found later. I can only guess that it was either Guanglei Temple or Guanglei Temple. The target of the Taiqing Sect is not the secret realm, but the Holy Son or the Holy Girl! But these two sects do not admit their fault, and it gradually becomes a headless case..."

He felt a little regretful in his heart. A genius who dies is nothing.

Not only that, the Saint lost her rival back then and was out of control. She successfully condensed her Nascent Soul, and then was carefully trained by the previous Supreme Elder. She successfully transformed into a god and took charge of the original demon sect!

If the Holy Son is still alive, perhaps the current Supreme Elder is this person!

"One drink and one peck, could it be destiny?"

Junior Brother Zhuo, who was in red robe, could only sigh with emotion. Anyway, he had no friendship with an alchemy monk who had been dead for hundreds of years: "This is because the Supreme Elder has great luck and destiny..."

"exactly……"

Senior Brother Xia in blue robe laughed, feeling a little happy in his heart.

The original demon sect was extremely vast, with many branches. If the saint had not come up, their lineage of Six Desires and Heavenly Demons would not be as glorious as they are today!

But the ‘Ten Thousand Soul Banners’ lineage has never recovered since then!

Buzz!

Suddenly, there was a roar from above the sand table!

Junior Brother Zhuo and Senior Brother Xia changed their expressions at the same time. They hurriedly stepped forward and saw that a black hole was opened under the flash of light of the large colorful net.

"No, there is a Nascent Soul cultivator sneaking into the secret realm!"

Junior Brother Zhuo's eyes widened. There had been no problems in this secret realm for hundreds of years. Why did it happen when he came?

What's even worse is that he is still responsible for the delay in handover!

"Quickly, junior brother, you control the formation. Brother, I'm here to find out who it is?"

Senior Brother Xia was also extremely shocked and angry, his face suddenly turned gray, and there were faint fangs emerging from the corners of his mouth.

Then, he made a seal with his hands, and the talismans were driven into the mirror above the sand table.

The surface of the mirror flashed with brilliance, revealing the scenery of mountains and rivers within the secret realm.

With the continuous input of mana, he vaguely saw the huge human face above the sky!

This human face seems to be made purely of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, with a terrifying spiritual pressure.

With a glance of his eyes without any emotion, cracks appeared on the mirror, completely turning it into blackness!

Click!

The mirror shattered and fell onto the sand table.

As if a chain reaction had started, the colorful restrictions instantly collapsed.

"It turned out to be...the Lord Transforming God?!"

Junior Brother Zhuo screamed, and all the demeanor of True Lord Yuanying was gone.

"Hurry and invite the Supreme Elder!"

Senior Brother Xia also had a look of panic on his face.

…

"God..."

"We, the shamans, have been oppressed by the devil for this lifetime..."

"Please save me and wait!"

One by one, the shamans lay on the ground, and a shaman king shouted loudly, with indescribable sadness in his tone.

‘If this being is the leader of the demon, how can we, the shamans, fight against it? ’

'But no matter what, I must ask for permission...'

The huge human face looked at this scene, and suddenly showed a smile, and spoke in the pure language of the shamans: "The suffering of the shamans lies in the secret realm... Now I will open the secret realm, so that you can make your own decisions. After leaving the secret realm, Or continue to live here..."

In fact, as far as Fang Xi is concerned, it may not be a good thing for these shamans to come out of the secret realm.

Maybe we have to face bigger challenges!

The original demon sect raised the witches here, just like hard-working farmers. Although they harvested regularly, they would also protect the seedlings from diseases, pests, birds and beasts.

But after arriving in the outside world, there is no such preferential treatment.

Maybe many immortal cultivators will hunt the shamans as a kind of rare spiritual beast!

But this is also a personal choice. If you try to stop it, you might get blamed instead.

Some people will never look back even if they don't hit the wall. Some people are even more stubborn and won't look back even if they hit the wall.

For this kind of thing, Fang Xi could only choose to let it die! !