The third thousand seven hundred and seventy-eight chapters
Chapter 3778
The underworld
Klysa's gaze moved towards Zhang Ruochen and others, especially when it fell on Fairy Cihang, it seemed a little deep.
Qingcheng Yun waved his sleeve, and suddenly a barrier of regular divine patterns appeared between the two of them and Zhang Ruochen and others, blocking all secrets.
Klysa withdrew her eyes and said with a relaxed smile: "Are you worried that Afya will bite you back?"
“Hasn’t the whole world of heaven been swallowed up by her?
Although I don’t look down on Yu Dongxuan, he is, after all, the number three figure in the Heaven Realm, and his death is a serious blow to the Heaven Realm.”
Qingcheng Cloud Road.
"For the 10% light secret in Yudongxuan, it's me, and I will do what she did."
Seeing Qingcheng Yun staring at him with a strange look, Klysa smiled meaningfully and said: "If your cultivation reaches our level, if you still limit your vision to gains and losses in one realm, you will undoubtedly be shackled. From now on,
How can we go further on the path of spiritual practice?
Mr. Qing doesn’t want to be ranked among the heavens, or set foot in the immortal world?
Or a higher pursuit?”
Qingcheng Yun said: "On the road of cultivation, every step must be taken down-to-earth. What kind of state you can reach depends on your own efforts and your destiny."
"Is this what Shang Tian taught you?
Could it be that this statement itself is wrong?”
Chrysa put his hands on his back and looked into the void, exuding an aura of arrogance and arrogance, and said: "Shang Tian was born in a humble life, wandering around all his life, always trying to survive in the cracks of life and death. Naturally, he needs to be cautious, down-to-earth, and dare not make a mistake.
Half step.
How do you think your talent compares with Shang Tian?"
"I have achieved what I have achieved now by standing on Master's shoulders.
Master does not rely on anyone, yet he can rank among the twenty heavens.
I am far inferior to him!"
Qingcheng Cloud Road.
"that's humble!"
Chrysa said: "In this generation of heaven, your talent is undoubtedly the first, no one can match it.
Shang Tian was limited by resource constraints when he was young, which actually left many flaws.
Your foundation is more complete than that of Shang Tian, so you should go further than him.
But, if you don’t make changes, your achievements in this life will never reach Shang Tian’s level!”
"The change that Xitian is talking about is learning from Afya?"
Qingcheng Yun was by no means a mediocre person, and he knew the elegance of the strings by listening to the music, but he showed no respect in his tone towards Afya, the remnant soul of the ancestor, which showed his pride in his heart.
He was also telling Chrysa that he would not be affected by his words and could make his own decisions.
Chrysa said: "Your attainments in the path of flowing light are comparable to those of few monks in heaven and hell. If you can seize the secret by any means, you should be able to achieve immortality and immeasurable by relying on this path, and even pursue higher goals.
It is said that your senior brother, the master of the Temple of Merit, is the main god of the Path of Flowing Light.
If you are willing, this secret should not be difficult to obtain!"
Qingcheng Yun narrowed his eyes and stared at Chrysa.
After a while, Chrysa laughed loudly: "Don't look at me like that, just say it casually.
This kind of unjust behavior is very shameful. Please never do it.
The master of the Temple of Merit is not Yu Dongxuan. You have a deep relationship as brothers and sisters, but Afuya and Yu Dongxuan only use each other, which is completely different.
but……"
After a pause, he said: "If your methods are not ruthless enough, if you cannot fight as hard as Afya, you are destined to be unable to break through to immortality in this life.
However, Afya can definitely return to immortality, even to the level of Heavenly Lord.
As for the half-ancestor and the first ancestor, you can’t win them by fighting for them!”
No one knows what Qingcheng Yun is thinking in his heart at this moment, he said: "Xi Tianzhen thinks that Afya turned to Zhang Ruochen just because of the secret of light, the sundial, and the earth tripod?
But I think there must be deep-seated reasons that are difficult for us to understand.”
Chrysa said: "Do you think that as the ancestor of the past, he would really be willing to be inferior to others?
In fact, as long as the benefits are sufficient, cooperation with whom is not cooperation?
To test her, it's actually very simple. Can't we just wait until we capture the sundial, force Zhang Ruochen to hand over the earth tripod, and then see what decision she makes?
I want that woman!"
Qingcheng Yun stared at Fairy Cihang who looked like a bhikshuni, and said: "If Xitian can answer this junior's question, I can take her away now.
Legend has it that three hundred thousand years ago, the twenty-four heavens fought against the unknown, and only two and a half came back.
Besides Tianzun and the Sixth Patriarch, who is the one left?"
The two looked at each other for a moment.
Chrysa smiled and said: "I only came here as a remnant soul and did not go to fight. It is difficult to answer your question."
"Is it difficult to answer, or do you just don't want to answer?"
After Qingcheng Yun asked this question, he added: "Before Xitian went to fight, he realized that there was probably no return, so he left a large number of residual souls in Lihentian, and also cultivated the genius Chrysa.
Presumably, the best body-stealing body knows more than other gods, right?
In this way, if you encounter danger, the probability of survival will be greater."
"Did Shang Tian ask you to test me?"
Klysa had completely suppressed his smile, became extremely cold, and then turned into a beam of light and rushed out of Qingcheng Yun's divine world.
Qingcheng Yun kept staring at Klysa's eyes, sensing his emotional fluctuations, but found nothing.
After thinking for a moment, Qingcheng Yun looked at Fairy Cihang.
How could it be that he was just an ordinary god from the Xichan Sect that could attract the attention of Chrysa?
"Wow!"
The regular divine pattern barrier dispersed.
Qingcheng Yun walked up to Fairy Cihang and punched out his fingerprints one after another, breaking the seal on Fairy Cihang's body and directly striking her soul.
"Wow!"
Fairy Cihang took several steps back, vomiting blood, and her transformation technique was broken, turning into her own appearance.
"It's you, you've reached the immeasurable realm!"
Qingcheng Yun was surprised, and his eyes were full of strong interest. He handed over a silk scarf in a very graceful manner and said: "Let's talk!"
Fairy Cihang took the silk scarf, wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, and nodded gently.
…
The dragon holds a treasure in its head to catch the morning sun, and the phoenix spits out its tassels to carry the sunset.
The Nether Cult is located on the shore of the Tassel Sea of Fire, on the top of Baogai Mountain. The peaks float on the sea, and the flame clouds like red bridges slowly flow among the mountains.
It was in the evening, and the endless sea surface was illuminated red by the glow of the sun.
This is where the name "Sea of Fire" comes from.
Qi Jingting, the leader of the Netherworld Cult, stood on the edge of the red tide cliff like a sculpture, looking at the stars in the outer sky, where the star planets belonging to the gods of the Netherworld cult were extinguished.
This means that all the gods who escorted Chi Xingtian and Yu Cangsheng to meet Qingcheng Yun have perished.
The leader of the Netherworld was neither sad nor happy, as if he had expected it, he laughed self-deprecatingly.
The smile became more and more cruel and helpless.
Xian Chao Ji is the most proud disciple of the Nether Cult. She looked outside the sky and then slowly walked over and said: "Master, the gods of the Murong family said that the Nether Cult has no right to ask about the purpose of their coming here. Do you want to...
…”
"No!"
The leader of the Netherworld knew what she wanted.
This is the world of Sha, and even if Murong Tailai is the heaven, once the Netherworld Cult uses all its resources, there is still a chance to suppress it.
Of course, the Netherworld cult and the world must also pay a heavy price.
Immortal Chao Ji only had a pair of eyes as bright as the bright moon exposed outside her green robe, and said: "If the evil emperor hadn't fallen three hundred thousand years ago, who would have dared to underestimate the world?
Why does the Shao Realm need to look at the expressions of the Heaven Realm, Kunlun Realm, and the Murong Family?"
The leader of Netherworld Cult said: "I have a premonition that a great disaster is coming, and a catastrophe will surely sweep across the entire world."
"Should we notify the Xichan Sect immediately and join forces to launch the world-protecting Zhoutian Formation and launch a doomsday battle of survival?"
Immortal Chaoji's tone was cold.
The leader of the Netherworld Cult said: "If Lord Buddha is still in the realm, we will have a chance to fight.
However, he obviously realized something was wrong a long time ago and left in the name of chasing the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon."
"This is the heavenly universe! Tianzun will not sit idly by and do nothing, and neither will the Heavenly Palace."
Immortal Chao Ji Dao.
Leader Netherworld smiled and said: "When Leader Fengxian died, I should decisively go to the Kunlun Realm to see Tianzun. As long as I cut off the poisonous tumor in the sect and promised to obey the orders of Tianggong completely, Tianzun will definitely respond.
But at that time, I still had some illusions about the paradise world, so I chose to close the mountain."
"Later, under the heavy pressure of Qingcheng Yun, I mistakenly chose to believe in the heaven world and took action against Chi Xingtian and Yu Cangsheng."
"Now that Tianzun has gone to Lihentian, and Jietian is in charge of the overall situation in the Heavenly Palace, how can the Netherworld cult still have a chance to survive?
It's too late, it's too late! One wrong step and you will be doomed."
Xian Chaoji said: "Let's leave now, go to the Demon God Realm, and the Ten Thousand Ruins Realm. There will definitely be a place for us in the heavenly universe.
Although Jiahong Evil God and others have fallen, the Netherworld Cult still has us, and our strength is not weak."
The leader of the Netherworld closed his eyes and said: "I have sensed that in the distant starry sky, a spiritual thought is locked on me and is coming towards me.
Today's disaster cannot be avoided by running away."
Immortal Chaoji's eyes were filled with tears, and she said: "Doesn't it mean that the Netherworld Cult will follow in the footsteps of the Immortal Cult today?
No way to survive anymore?
We can take refuge in the Murong family. Without doubting the arrival of the ancestors, the Murong family is now at its peak."
"By taking refuge in the Murong family, the Netherworld cult will only die faster and be destroyed more completely."
The eyes of the leader of the Netherworld Cult regained their vigor and said: "In my life as a teacher, I have had the dream of the Evil Emperor, and I have also worked hard to lead the Netherworld Cult to become the number one sect in the universe. Unfortunately, after millions of years of practice, all the vigor has been eliminated by reality.
Smooth.
Gradually, he regards all living beings as ants and monks as grass and grass. Even if the gods in the religion offend him, he will be killed with one palm."
“It wasn’t until this moment that I suddenly realized that I had already gone astray.
Those who practice evil ways must also have three points of righteousness to maintain absolute rationality. Only then can they be like the evil emperor, who can become more evil when encountering evil, correct himself when encountering righteousness, and be respected by the world."
"Ji, you are still young, and you still retain the kindness in your heart. If you really want the Netherworld Cult to be passed down, go to Heaven to find Zhang Ruochen."
Xian Chaoji's eyes were full of confusion and she said: "With Zhang Ruochen's method of dealing with the Fengxian Sect, how can he let the Netherworld Cult be spared?"
"Zhang Ruochen is said to be open to all rivers. He keeps doing things without eradicating the roots. He will leave a glimmer of hope."
The leader of the Netherworld took out an ebony box and handed it to Xian Chao Ji, saying: "If you go to him with this thing, say that Ling Yanzi gave it to the Evil Emperor back then.
It depends on whether the legend is true or not. If Zhang Ruochen has the courage to leave a way for the Netherworld Cult to survive, he will be worthy of being named the future founder."
"Bang!"
The leader of the Netherworld struck out with a palm, hitting Xian Chaoji into a crack in space and disappearing into the void world.
On the other side, the sky above the fringed sea of fire was filled with blood.
Blood-red evil energy, carrying a magnificent palace, slowly rises on the sea.
The sea water became as thick as blood and boiled, with huge waves rolling and boiling endlessly.