Chapter 358 Eyes Farmer Spiritual Master

Buzz!

The towering colorful giant mountain that spanned the southern part of Tiannan Xiuxian Realm made a buzzing sound, and waves of colorful ripples began to spread towards the void in all directions. ♦♦  ♦♦

The mountain, which was already more vast than the Tianzhu Mountains in the southern continent of Tiannan, now emitted a shock wave, and the impact caused it swept across the Tiannan Xiuxian Realm in an instant.

The illusory ripples, after touching the mountains, trees, flying stones, broken stars, cultivators, and houses, also shook up large and small ripples.

After covering Tiannan, the colorful ripples spread towards the deeper void, covering various celestial fluctuations, void holes, small land, and gravel belts on the way, and first rushed out of a Xiuxian Realm continent that was similar to Tiannan.

This is Lingxi Xiuxian Realm.

The colorful fluctuations covered the entire Tiannan Xiuxian Realm from the southernmost tip of Tiannan, which took more than half a year, and it took more than a year to rush into Lingxi Xiuxian Realm.

However, this is not over yet, the seven-color fluctuations began to spread out.

It was like a rolling ocean of fog, surging in all directions little by little, swallowing everything into the seven-color miasma.

There was also a mysterious fragrance in the seven-color fluctuations, just like the smell that Shen Lian smelled at the beginning.

Such a scene covered the sky and spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation. Shen Lian thought with his toes and understood what was wrong.

No matter how powerful the resentful soul king in the wilderness is, there is a limit to how powerful it is. Even ordinary gods can't make such a strange phenomenon.

In a hidden valley, he stood with his hands behind his back and stared at the sky for a long time.

After noticing that the strange phenomenon was getting bigger and bigger, and it didn't look like the gods' ruins he knew before, Shen Lian ran around the wilderness for a long time.

After all, he was used to being cautious. With such a big change, he had to check around and make reference for his next action, so as to see if his plan of fishing was still feasible.

After searching around the wilderness for a long time, he finally focused his attention on the sky.

The Merit clone in front of him was in the same posture, but his eyelids were drooping and his breath was very quiet.

The next moment, Shen Lian walked directly into the Merit clone, the five elements of magic power intertwined, and the breath began to merge into one.

For a moment, after the clone and the original body merged into one, they opened their eyes again and looked towards the sky.

There was a hazy area on the sky covered with seven colors. This area was slightly like a narrow crack, similar to an eye.

And below the eye was the top of the main mountain range of the illusory seven-colored giant mountain.

"Buzz!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, Shen Lian, who had originally had a quiet breath, suddenly burst into colorful spiritual light, and the Merit clone flew out of his body.

And in his original body's Dantian sea, the magic power rolled like a huge wave, and the black and white magic power on the Nascent Soul intertwined, and almost flew out.

The Nascent Soul, the Soul, and Shen Lian's face all showed horror at the same time.

The pain started from the eyes and penetrated into the Nascent Soul and the Soul. It was more painful than when he was practicing the body before.

"Huh!"

After a dozen breaths, he glanced at the sky again. The scene in Shen Lian's eyes at this moment turned into colorful streams again. There was no hazy area at the top of the void.

'No wonder it can affect such a vast area. If the order is interested, then...'

Shen Lian thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. He suspected that the order of heaven and earth might be a schizophrenic patient.

On the one hand, it provides for thousands of lives, and on the other hand, it wants to bring down the killing disaster. It is a very contradictory combination.

Just now, when he saw the narrow crack, he felt like an eye, an eye without any emotion, only rules.

"Puff..."

Here, Shen Lian had not stabilized the fluctuations in his body. Suddenly, his mouth opened and a mouthful of old blood spit out.

This frightened him, and he quickly collected the blood he had vomited, and used his magic power to burn the surroundings. After checking several times in a row, he was slightly relieved.

"Boss, we are a group..."

Muttering, Shen Lian glanced at the sky again and carefully.

The understanding of the heaven and earth by the cultivators of various races in the world of immortal cultivation is a kind of operating order and rule, which is not just for living beings.

How to say it, it is like the rule of rising sun and setting moon, and rising water and rising boats.

For Shen Lian, he felt that it was similar to his Tian Bu Ling to operate the spiritual ban. For example, if the spiritual ban is not working well, you can patch it again and repair the broken place.

Now the changes under the cover of the order of heaven and earth are like the order patching itself, in other words, killing viruses.

The problem is that he is not a poison. Just now, because he felt that the movement was too loud, he took a look with the help of the Merit Clone, and was ruthlessly swept.

This is an unprovoked disaster. What do you think he is snooping for no reason?

...

At the same time

At the top of the void, a place that many cultivators cannot see.

In the narrow crack, an illusory black line curved like a falling lightning, sinking into the illusory colorful giant mountain below.

At the end of the black line, a huge nine-headed black dragon with a size of two thousand feet was coiled in the void.

This old dragon was the Taoist Ling Yao who had planned with Yuan Tiangang before.

However, at this moment, this Taoist Ling Yao exuded a gurgling black gas, and his aura was also very different, with an aura that was superior to all directions and not close to the aura of living beings.

Around Ling Yao, there were also figures standing with their hands behind their backs, some shrouded in black robes, and some wrapped in black gas.

Above each figure, there is a winding black line that goes straight into the top of the sky.

At this moment, all these figures are silent, quietly suspended in this void, as if they have merged with the world.

Occasionally, a cultivator passes by and sweeps the area with his mind, but he can only find that there is nothing here.

…

Inside and outside the wilderness, streams of light come and go.

With such a movement, the cultivators are like moths that have seen the light of a lamp, swarming in, and like mice that cannot steal lamp oil, running back and forth in a hurry.

Some people are anxious, and some are terrified.

In the eastern void of the wilderness, a black stream of light wrapped in resentment rushed out from a sky full of lightning and thunder.

In the black stream of light, there is a bone ship made of skeletons.

When rushing through the lightning sky, the bone ship was also electrocuted and the whole ship was full of lightning and thunder.

On the bone ship, several figures wrapped in black robes were silent, scattered in different positions, guarding the inside and looking outside.

Boom!

At this time, a thunderous roar sounded from the highest point of the void area, and a meteorite as big as a hundred miles and burning with blazing flames fell from the sky above the first layer of the Yuan Dynasty.

The crackling sound of the flames echoed in the void everywhere.

"Together, attack!"

After noticing the falling fire meteorite from the high altitude, a voice sounded on the bone ship, and the black-robed monks distributed in various places on the ship all activated their magic power in an instant.

For a while, all kinds of ghosts and wolves howled.

Until this moment, as the black robe was rushed away, a figure with a second head on his back was revealed.

It was not the soul catcher who was running around in the wilderness before, but someone else.

In an instant, the fire meteorite that was still in the sky before suddenly appeared above the bone ship, and the soul catchers in the ship also happened to attack.

It was so neat and seamless, and it was obvious that the fire meteorite was falling towards them.

→

Boom!

The fire meteorite exploded above the bone ship, and the energy of the explosion suddenly blew the ship over, smashing the void one after another, and the surrounding void turned into a quagmire of broken space.

"It's a space quagmire, protect the bone ship with all your strength, otherwise you and I will die here."

The two-headed soul catcher shouted.

Because the soul catchers are different from normal cultivators, it is very common for them to encounter natural disasters when they travel in the past.

They have long been accustomed to thunder and lightning, meteorites falling from the sky, flying swords falling into broken space, and being entangled by inexplicable forces after walking a few steps.

In the past, in the wilderness, that place was filled with yin energy and was a bit special, so as long as they didn't run away, there was no big problem.

But now the wilderness has become a cannibalistic place for them, and they must run, otherwise their end will be miserable.

Countless phantoms appeared on the bone ship, adsorbed to various parts of the ship, and dragged the bone ship out of the spatial quagmire.

But the void of the Xiuxian world has long been broken and full of dangers. They, the soul catchers, are also disaster-prone. Others may only stumble when walking, but they may fall into it.

Just after flying out of the quagmire, a thunderbolt fell from the sky.

Each of these thunderbolts is not very powerful for them, but various problems come one after another, as if there is no end.

In this way, the group flew with the help of the bone ship, and finally came to a small broken land between Lingxi and Tiannan Xiuxian world.

This small land has long been barren, without even a blade of grass, exuding a barren atmosphere.

As the bone ship fell, an ancient rune formation lit up, and the dense ancient lines like earthworms intertwined to outline a hexagonal formation.

Silver light shot up into the sky, the void twisted, and an independent transmission channel was formed in the sky.

After the silver light flashed for a few breaths, a huge silhouette emerged.

A "crackling" sound followed, and blood thunder was seen outside the outline, and there were virtual maggots with fangs surrounding it, constantly attacking the virtual outline.

Gradually, the hazy outline became clear.

It was seen that this outline was actually similar to a canopy of a carriage frame, just like the one on the emperor's carriage in the mortal world, presenting a circle.

But this canopy was formed by the branches of a small black tree.

Under the tree canopy, there was a slightly hunched back, wearing shorts similar to those of a farmer in the mortal world.

This person's trouser legs were rolled up to his calves, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. He held a plow in his hand, looking like a farmer.

The strange thing was that the small tree actually grew out of a small bamboo basket he was carrying.

This man's face was like an old farmer, full of wrinkles, his skin was a little dark from the sun, and his eyes were slightly cloudy.

When the soul catchers on the bone ship saw the farmer, they all knelt on the ground, lowered their heads and dared not speak.

The farmer monk grinned and glanced at the soul catchers present.

"What are you doing? I'm just a farmer. There's no need to be so polite."

That's what he said, but the soul catchers present all bowed their heads to the ground.

"Well, it's up to you."

The farmer sighed and raised his hand holding the plow, but the range of his hand did not extend beyond the shade covered by the canopy of the small tree.

Even so, the blood thunder and maggots surrounding his body also made a harsh explosion, wanting to rush through the canopy and pounce on him.

"It's been a long time. Come and let the old farmer see how my fruit is doing."

Immediately, the farmer monk's eyes lit up, and he came to a soul catcher without moving his footsteps.

"Here, raise your head and let me see if it's done."

As he spoke, the grass in the farmer's hand fell towards the soul catcher's head, just like cracking a watermelon, and the man's head was cracked open without much force.

A walnut-like fruit, glowing with black light, flew out from the cracked head and was caught by the farmer and monk in his hand.

"It's still a bit overheated, which is a pity."

The farmer monk looked at it for a long time, looking a little dissatisfied. Then he walked towards the next soul catcher and gently opened his head.

None of the Soul Catchers who were kneeling on the ground dared to move at all, allowing their heads to be cracked open and turned into shriveled bones.

The things knocked out from the skulls of these Soul Catchers were of different sizes and types. Some looked like fruits, while others looked like small coral trees.

"This heat is not good either. Why did you guys grow so long? It delayed my harvest."

In the end, there were only two heads left of the Soul Catcher, but the farmer cut his entire back in half, and he pulled out a spiritual tree that looked like a meridian.

"This is not bad, let's just say it. I work as the sun rises and rest as the sun sets. How can God not give me a good harvest?"

As he said that, the farmer monk hung the items he had received earlier on the meridian-shaped spiritual tree one by one.

"...Plant a seed..."

Shrinking the small meridian tree to one foot and putting it in his hand, the farmer monk looked towards the direction of the wilderness through the air, with a look of horror flashing in his eyes.

"I just borrowed a place to grow a few grains of grain..."

After a few breaths, he murmured to himself, but he looked a little doubtful of what he just said.

"There are not many opportunities for the order of heaven and earth to manifest outside. You must try. If you can catch the thread of rules of the second-turn realm..."

Thinking of this, he looked at the trees in his hands and made a decision in his eyes.

Wealth and wealth come from danger. If you can obtain the silk of the second-turn rule, your combat power will be doubled.

Only with strength can you grab more cultivation resources and feed back your own realm of immortality.

The next moment, the farmer's figure swayed and disappeared in place, but the aura on his body was not welcome, and he needed to be covered by the canopy of the spiritual tree.

…

A dozen breaths after the farmer disappeared, a wisp of green light flashed away over the area where the formation was originally formed, but it did not cause any vibrations from other surrounding auras.

The green light fell, and the two figures slowly condensed into entities.

Two cultivators, one male and one female.

The man is wearing an embroidered robe, full of masculinity, and the lush chest hair can be seen between the torn robe.

The female cultivator was surrounded by a soul-revering flag, with a hint of heroism on her face.

Not to mention the male cultivators, the female cultivators looked exactly like the foodie Shen Lian saw in the wilderness, and even had the same aura.

But the realms of the two are vastly different.

The female cultivator, suspended above the formation, stood there quietly without releasing any breath, letting the ethereal air around her loom.

The one who can make such a vision appear in the void must be the God of Transformation.

At this moment, both monks looked towards the direction of the wilderness.

"The resentment of billions of creatures in several realms of immortality still triggered the advent of rules and order in the world."

The corner of the male cultivator's mouth moved. The hairpin in his bun was not a hairpin, but a red flower. He was wearing an embroidered robe, which seemed extremely inconsistent with his appearance.

"The debts incurred back then will have to be paid back one after another in the future."

The female cultivator responded softly, and a green halo suddenly appeared on her body, at the moment when the hazy green light manifested.

In front of her head, she saw a winding green line, diagonally bending towards the high altitude in the direction of the wilderness.

Similarly, the male cultivator next to her also had such a cyan silk thread.

"Work, work."

A faint sound was left in the void, and the two figures disappeared.