Chapter 807 Nine Xia Immortals!
The ethereal voice echoed in the ancient temple. The person speaking was clearly right in front of him, but to Xu Qing, it felt like there were years in between!
It's as if someone is gently playing with the piano outside of time, so that the sound coming from it also has the meaning of time!
The divine fingers in Xu Qing's body couldn't sleep, so they trembled even more!
Xu Qing himself was also in a state of inner turmoil at this moment. He couldn't see through the cultivation of the Xiaxian Palace Master in front of him. He couldn't sense it at all.
This scene has rarely appeared as Xu Qing grew up. With his experience along the way, he has almost seen everything from domination to weirdness!
Even the gods have experienced it many times!
Therefore, Xu Qing had his own internal reference for judging aura, but now he could not detect the slightest bit on the master of Xiaxian Palace, and could not find any similar reference.
The sense of the intersection of ancient times and concepts, the fusion of reality and illusion, is even stronger at this moment!
And all these feelings finally converged into a mystery that filled Xu Qing's mind more and more intensely!
As for the other party's words, the charm rendered by this mysterious feeling became profound, as if the voice from all living beings echoed in Xu Qing's heart!
"Xia Xian" Xu Qing suppressed the turbulence in his heart and pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his right hand with the dragon demon pestle where the ancestor of the Vajra Sect was and flew out in an instant, landing in Xu Qing's hand.
"Is this what the senior said?" Xu Qingwang looked at the Master of Xiaxian Palace and spoke softly!
The temple is quiet and filled with lingering sounds!
In the silence, the ancestor of the Vajra Sect in Xu Qing's hand was obviously shaking violently. The fear was uncontrollable, as if it was facing a god!
The shadow under Xu Qing's feet also swayed slightly, restraining his emotions and not daring to make any mistakes!
All this gave Xu Qing a better idea of the cultivation level of the Xiaxian Palace Master in front of him!
After a while, the ethereal voice came again.
"Yes and no!"
The woman in plain clothes still sat there with her back to Xu Qing, and the sound of time lingered for a long time.
"Do you know what Xia Xian is?"
Xu Qing was silent and did not answer immediately. He carefully recalled everything he knew about Xia Xian!
After a while, he spoke in a low voice!
"Xia Xian is a realm!"
The woman in plain clothes shook her head slightly: "Yes or no, you can see for yourself!"
The voice drifted away, and the woman raised her right hand and pointed slightly at the first of the nine scrolls enshrined behind the candle on the altar.
Immediately, the hazy atmosphere on the painting began to dissipate, and the figures in the painting gradually became clearer.
It was a tall old man with white hair and white beard, a rough temperament and holding a golden crutch made of bone!
It was not an ordinary bone but a divine bone. Even the picture was breathtaking, and the feeling it gave Xu Qing actually surpassed that of Chi Mu.
Although he was obviously still, the old man looked as if he was moving forward, as if he were stepping on the clouds, as if he was full of domineering energy!
The clothes on his body looked a little shabby, but they did not affect his temperament at all, but added a sense of vicissitudes of life. His eyes were as deep as the stars, as if he could see everything in the world.
Looking at this painting, Xu Qing wanted to remember it, but he found that he couldn't do this simple thing!
It’s as if the people in this picture cannot be remembered!
"God cannot look directly, Xia Xian cannot remember!"
The voice of the woman in plain clothes still floated coldly in the temple!
"What you are looking at is one of the nine Xia Immortals from Wanggu Continent. His origin is not from the human race. No one knows his specific appearance. The scene left behind is also the transformation of others."
The woman spoke softly. The sense of time was particularly strong at this moment, and she waved her left hand again and the second picture became clear.
The figure in the scroll is an old man, but he is different from the previous figure, less domineering and more elegant!
Wearing a scholar's robe, his beard is fluttering in the wind, his face is rosy, and his eyes are deep and contain the way of heaven!
His hair was neatly combed and gently fixed on the top of his head with a wooden hairpin. His clothes were embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns, and every stitch and thread revealed an otherworldly atmosphere.
That is the breath of the gods!
A god is impressively sealed.
"You said that Xia Xian is a realm! This is right, but it is more about the definition of ancestors by later generations. Later generations of ancient cultivators believe that after Yun Shen is the master, after the master is the quasi-immortal emperor, and the quasi-good immortal The breakthrough is Xia Xian!"
The Lord of Xiaxian Palace waved his hand again as he spoke, the third and fourth scrolls.
In Xu Qing's eyes, they were a man and a woman!
The woman's skirt is clear and fluttering, her face is like a fairy, her hair is like a waterfall, dancing in the wind, her eyes are like the sparkling spring water in a pond, and her every frown and smile make people enchanted.
Surrounded by countless light balls, they emit bright light, and if you look carefully, you can find that those light balls are actually stars.
As for the man in the fourth scroll, he looks middle-aged, with a majestic look between his brows.
Her hair is thick and black and hangs down behind her!
His eyes are as deep as the dark starry sky, shining with the light of wisdom!
The nose bridge is straight and the lips are thin, giving people a calm and steady feeling. At his feet is a mountain of corpses, and the golden blood spreads into a sea, which is extremely terrifying.
Xu Qing was deeply shocked when he saw this. Even through the pictures, he could clearly feel the terror of those gods!
Some of them gave him the same feeling as Chi Mu, and some were even stronger!
But there was only a corpse in front of the man, and the voice from the Xiaxian Palace Master was still echoing.
"Actually, Xia Xian was just a title in the earliest days. It was a title given by the Huangtian Divine Realm to the outstanding people in Houtu. It was the inferior of the Immortal!"
"Since then, with the flow of history, Xia Xian became Xia Xian!"
Xu Qing took a deep breath. He had never heard this information in the outside world!
After Xia Xian Palace Master finished speaking, his finger landed on the fifth scroll!
This painting clearly reflects a young man!
The young man is wearing a white cotton robe with fluttering skirts, and the body of the robe is full of gorgeous patterns embroidered with fairy spirit.
Showing your noble body, you hold a whisk with slender fingers. The silk threads of the whisk are fluttering in the wind, and a star field is tied to the end of each thread!
It can be seen that countless worlds contain sentient beings. As for the young man himself, he looks young, but there is an ancient meaning in his eyes, as if he has seen all kinds of things in the world and has rich experience, but his original intention is still there, and his smile is gentle, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. , people can’t help but be fascinated by it.
"There are nine of them in total, from different ethnic groups. Among them, the human race is the most prosperous and has five. This is why the human race has produced three ancient emperors in Wanggu."
The Master of Xiaxian Palace had a vague voice, and his finger landed on the sixth scroll, revealing a brilliant light!
In the painting is a woman. Her smile is as gentle as a blooming white lotus. Her Taoist robe flutters like a fairy descending to earth. Her hair is flying, her eyebrows willow and her eyes are almond-shaped, her face is friendly, and her skin is as white as snow!
His eyes are clear and bright, like a clear spring, shining brightly!
There is a sword hanging in the air behind him. This sword is as black as ink, containing destruction and death.
"The remaining three fell in the ancient war, and their immortal thoughts formed fifty-four of the ninety-nine ancient heavenly gods!"
The Lord of Xiaxian Palace sighed softly, raised his jade hand and waved away the remaining three scrolls, which were revealed in Xu Qing's eyes.
These three paintings have a somewhat grayish color. The first is a woman, with black hair like a waterfall, skin as good as snow, and a graceful figure. The gauze is elegant and gives off a somewhat otherworldly atmosphere. Her lips are dotted with red, which outlines a beautiful face. Appearance!
His smile is the most beautiful, bright and moving in all the pictures. I hope that his smile will be like the sunshine in spring and make people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze. But it is a pity that it is gone now!
The other one is a young man with an ordinary appearance, but his deep eyes are full of traces of time on his face. He is wearing a simple Taoist robe with sleeves fluttering in the wind, as if he wants to go away with the wind!
The last figure was in mid-air, and even if it was shown by Xia Xian Palace Master, his figure was hazy. He could only vaguely see that it seemed to be an old man!
Although the body shape could not be seen clearly, the charm from this long scroll still reflected in Xu Qing's perception. He seemed to see an old man raising his hands to support the collapse of the sky. It was like a mountain, giving people an unshakable feeling!
"The last one didn't have time to leave his mortal form, so we could only collect the aura before his death."
Palace Master Xia Xian raised his head and looked at the scroll on the altar. Xu Qingrong bowed silently and bowed solemnly to the scroll on the altar. Then his eyes fell on Palace Master Xia Xian and he spoke respectfully! "I don't know why the senior summoned this junior to this place. ?”
"The mission of Xia Immortal Palace, as known to outsiders, is to record the history of Wangu Continent, but in fact, Xia Immortal Palace has another mission!"
"Record the techniques that caused changes in Xia Xiangong's immortal source."
"Your soul seed has caused waves in the Immortal Source, so are you willing to leave one and store it in the Immortal Source of Xia Immortal Palace forever?"
"As Xia Xian's contribution, you can also find a skill and gain insights from the fairy source!"
Palace Master Xia Shan spoke softly, and the eyes transformed by the wing totems of the little butterfly on his body shone at the moment. The voice from the little butterfly also came out at this moment!
"Ah, it's because of this. Master, his broken skills can still cause waves in the immortal source? That is the source of immortality!" The voice was a little unconvinced and contained a lot of admiration!
Xu Qing pondered that he did not expect that the purpose of Xia Xiangong was actually the soul seed. This matter was nothing to him, but he was a little curious about the so-called immortal source!
"Senior, what is the source of immortality you are talking about?"
It was not the Xiaxian Palace Master who answered Xu Qing, but the little butterfly who made a crisp sound.
"It was created by the nine Xia Immortals after they rose up to watch the ancient times. It is a great and only existence that surpasses the way of heaven! Its role in Houtu's myriad worlds is the source of all the skills and magical powers in Houtu!"
"Most of Houtu's spells come from the Immortal Source and are spread in the world in various ways. At the same time, the Immortal Source is also responsible for collecting some rare and unique ways to organize and disseminate them again, so that we and others in our hometown can practice Eternal Origin. Never stop!"
"I've seen a ghost, how could your soul seed cause fluctuations in the immortal source?"