Chapter 1117: Dominant in the Clouds (Part 2)

After an incense stick, Xiao Chen came to a green cliff, where ancient pines stood and waterfalls flowed. Not only was the scenery quiet, but the spiritual energy was also very rich.

After making sure that there was no one nearby, he walked to an ancient pine tree, sat down cross-legged immediately, and practiced the Thirty-Three Layers of Separation and Hatred Art to absorb the spiritual energy of this place into his body and restore the true energy lost in the Red Sun Sky.

It was not until the evening that Xiao Chen almost recovered. During this period, no one came to disturb him, and only thunder was heard from the sky from time to time.

Now he was going to the second heaven, and he could see the looming mountains on the second heaven when he looked up, but it was not as simple as what he saw before him to climb up.

Obviously, he couldn't fly up directly. This afternoon, he recovered his true energy on the edge of the cliff. Occasionally, he saw one or two fearless people flying directly up, but in the end, when he was about to reach it, a divine thunder suddenly fell, and he didn't even have time to hide, and he was directly annihilated under the forbidden divine thunder.

That kind of forbidden divine thunder, let alone a few small Hehe period cultivators, even Quasi-Saints dare not force their way through. If they are still the same as they were outside, they may not be able to survive even if they have nine lives.

This is the fragment left after the ancient Eastern cultivation world was shattered. Even though so many years have passed, the world still does not know the dangers inside.

No one has ever explored the entire Fengyuntian. There are many places that even people with high cultivation cannot go to, such as the Tomb of Gods and Demons. The Tomb of Gods and Demons is also a fragment left after the ancient Eastern cultivation world was shattered, but it is much larger than Fengyuntian.

After adjusting his internal breath, Xiao Chen slowly stood up and looked into the distance. He saw continuous green mountains and an endless sea of ​​clouds below. At this time, under the reflection of the setting sun, the entire sea of ​​clouds seemed to be stained with a layer of golden color, which looked like a dream.

Of course, this is only the first level of Fengyuntian. Moreover, what Xiao Chen saw at this moment was just the tip of the iceberg. If he went to some dangerous places, the scenery might not be so good.

Next, he was going to find the place where the spiritual power gathered. I heard from Madam Xianshu that if you want to ascend to the upper level of Fengyuntian, you must find the place where the spiritual power gathered in the next level.

Such a place where the spiritual power gathered was like a formation. As long as you go up from it, the restrictions will be weakened a lot, and you can go up.

However, such a place where the spiritual power gathered was not fixed, nor did it exist for a long time, and it was often only open to one person. Therefore, once you find such a place where the spiritual power gathered, you must go up as soon as possible, otherwise once the spiritual power disappeared, or someone else got there first, you have to look for it again.

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It was not until dusk on the second day that Xiao Chen came to a deep valley. Although there was a sea of ​​clouds outside, there was no difference between it and the bottom, and there were even pools, streams, waterfalls, etc.

When he reached the depths of the valley, he suddenly saw a spiritual light flying up, and that spiritual light went straight to the top of the sky. It seemed to be a gathering point of spiritual power.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one else nearby, Xiao Chen no longer hesitated, kicked his feet, flew into the spiritual light, and flew straight to the second heaven with this spiritual light.

When he reached the high altitude, there were suddenly thunders around him, and at the same time, there were bursts of flames. Xiao Chen immediately protected himself with Taixu spiritual energy to avoid the invasion of the surrounding flames.

With this spiritual light, the restrictions nearby weakened a lot. Although the thunder was loud, it was not enough to hurt people. Xiao Chen stepped on the void, pushed his inner essence to the limit, and accelerated his speed to fly to the second heaven to avoid any accidents in the middle.

Although he was protected by the spiritual light and was not hurt by the surrounding restrictions, if someone suddenly attacked at this time, the consequences would be bad.

After a while, after passing through the layers of flames and reaching the second layer of the sea of ​​clouds, Xiao Chen took a breath, raised his true essence, and flew above the sea of ​​clouds.

After breaking through the thick layer of sea of ​​clouds, the scene in front of him finally became clear, but the scene in front of him was too different from the fairyland in the first layer of heaven.

I saw weeds spreading around here, and there were actually many palaces and buildings buried in the soil. Xiao Chen held his breath and came to this dilapidated ruins carefully.

Although many dilapidated buildings were half buried in the soil, there were also some tall buildings covered with black vines. They looked quite old, but they still couldn't cover up the prosperity of this place.

Xiao Chen walked in carefully step by step, looking at the dilapidated buildings nearby, it was really hard to imagine how prosperous this place was in the past? Could it be a sect of immortal cultivation? Judging from these buildings, the scale of this sect is no less than that of Xuanqing Sect...

Going further in, he even vaguely felt a weak breath of forbidden formation, and this forbidden breath was not the forbidden breath in Fengyuntian, but the original forbidden formation of this sect.

Unexpectedly, even after tens of thousands of years, the spiritual power of this formation has not dissipated. Xiao Chen found it hard to imagine how strong this sect was in the past?

And even if it is strong, it can't escape the fate of destruction?

Going further forward, Xiao Chen saw some palaces and buildings that were cut flat. It is not difficult to imagine that these buildings were destroyed by a sword energy that fell from the sky. At that time, that sword energy directly broke through the forbidden formation of the entire sect, and no one could hide...

Even after thousands of years, the forbidden formation with spiritual power still existed, such a strong formation, could not withstand the sword from the sky at that time. How strong was that sword?

Perhaps the sword of the immortal in the legend is just like this.

Xiao Chen continued to walk forward. This sect was so big that he could not see the end. The cold wind and setting sun, in this endless and ruined wasteland, there was an indescribable loneliness and desolation.

The cold wind blew past his ears, humming and faintly, as if he had hallucinations. He only heard a weak female voice behind him, "Brother, brother, don't walk so fast, wait for me, the day after tomorrow is my father's birthday, why don't we go to the city and buy some..."

The moment he came back to his senses, the voice disappeared again. There was no one behind him, only the desolate and desolate weeds and ruins.

"I like my brother, but... not that kind of love..."

The sound of a wind chime seemed to sound behind him, and Xiao Chen turned back again, "Who? Qianyu Nishang?"

There was nothing in front of him, no one spoke, he had hallucinations

But just now, he seemed to be there, as if there was really such a person, whispering in his ear, and the emerald green bell tied around the waist of the girl... Why did such a picture appear in his mind?

Could it be that everything just now was not an illusion, but everything that really happened here ten thousand years ago? Those people and those things, although they have long been buried in the dust with the destruction... but they really existed.

At this moment, looking at the ruined palaces and buildings in front of him, at this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. This sect once had love, hatred, and vengeance, but now, everything has returned to dust. Even to this day, no one knows what this sect is called, no matter how glorious it was in the past...

If it is a thousand years later, ten thousand years later, will Xuanqingmen also be buried in the dust like this?

By then, who will remember, who will know, what happened there, who will go there...

Zixiao Peak, Burial Cliff...

Who will know that all the love, hatred, and vengeance once really existed?

Love or hate, it will eventually return to dust.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, but at this moment, a sharp sword energy suddenly slashed towards him from somewhere!

Sensing the danger instantly, Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and with a Lingxian step, he dodged the incoming sword energy.

This sword energy was not emitted by anyone, and there was no one nearby. Xiao Chen's eyes focused, and he saw a group of swords flying up in front of a ruined palace not far ahead. It seemed to be an extremely powerful forbidden sword formation, and he had just accidentally touched the restriction.

At this moment, Xiao Chen held his breath and stared at the group of swords in front of him. His intuition told him that the forbidden sword formation was very powerful. It could even kill immortals ten thousand years ago, and even now, it should not be underestimated.

Fortunately, he was very careful and alert all the way just now, and did not rush in rashly. Otherwise, if he accidentally entered the sword formation, the consequences would be unpredictable...

I didn't expect that even though it had been ten thousand years, the sword formation left by this sect was still so powerful. No wonder it had not been destroyed again. Those who rushed in recklessly must have died in it.

There was nothing Xiao Chen wanted here, and he didn't want to break in, because at this time he noticed that there were bones under some dilapidated buildings in the distance. Those bones could not be people from this sect ten thousand years ago, but most of them were cultivators who had rushed in recklessly in recent years.

After detecting the danger here, Xiao Chen slowly retreated. He would rather walk around than rush into such a dangerous forbidden place.

Three days passed like this. The second level of Fengyuntian was indeed much more difficult than the first level. Until today, Xiao Chen had not been able to find the spiritual power gathering point to the third level, and even mistakenly entered some dangerous places.

During these three days, he also saw many other cultivators, but none of them were familiar to him, and presumably no one knew him either.

That afternoon, he came to the bottom of a valley, and saw green mountains on both sides, reaching into the sky, but he still couldn't find the gathering place of spiritual power leading to the third heaven.

"Rumble!"

At this moment, the whole valley suddenly shook violently, and the green mountains on both sides also shook, but this shaking did not come from the valley itself, but... from the sky!

Xiao Chen looked up at the sky, and saw that the clouds were surging, and a strong breath was pressing down. If he hadn't had deep skills, he would probably have been unable to breathe.

It seemed that someone was fighting up there, but this kind of power... Xiao Chen couldn't help but look condensed. Didn't they say that people who had entered the sainthood could not enter the Fengyuntian?

Why did this breath at this time give him such a strong sense of oppression...