Outside the Lingxiu Star, the altar hangs high, as if it wants to suck up the starlight in the deep sky, and along with the extraordinary factors surging like a tidal wave, they are all concentrated towards the alien west.
Some extraordinary beings were standing in the distance, watching in horror as the entire vast starry sky was dark, and with one person's breathing, the sea of stars was ebbing and flowing.
"Master, are you okay?" Far away, a heaven-level limit-breaking wizard asked cautiously.
"It's okay!" Xitian responded. The middle-aged man's face was covered in chaotic energy, with fragments of rules coming in and out of his pores. He looked hazy and majestic.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and in his eyes was a scene of the birth and death of galaxies, a picture of the destruction and rebirth of the universe, the falling of big stars, the opening of a new world, extremely terrifying, and flowing with the rhythm of Taoism.
"The exploration of destiny and secrets is the most mysterious and can easily backfire. Fortunately, he is only a true immortal, otherwise I would not dare to speculate like this."
After all, separated by deep space, the distance is infinite, and the distance between the two is measured in light years. How can a normal extraordinary person achieve this step?
In divination and deduction, he followed the induction in the underworld and threw his spiritual spear. This was crossing the river of time and capturing the trajectory of destiny.
His method involves the most original secrets of the universe, the river of time, the endless deep space, cause and effect, destiny, etc. It is simply unimaginable for true immortals and heaven-level extraordinary beings.
Xitian stood up again. The giant altar outside Lingxiu Star was also one of his important spell-casting tools, which could amplify spiritual perception.
"It's strange. The spiritual induction in the dark showed that he seemed to have disappeared from the Donglin District. The remaining aura was extremely weak. It is impossible for a true immortal to escape so fast." Yiren Xitian was startled.
The other party escaped? He frowned deeply.
Then, his body surged, and in an instant, it squeezed the starry sky. His eyes opened and closed, and he was many times larger than the surrounding stars, and he was still changing.
In an instant, the blood that overflowed from him was like a nebula, covering the dark universe, and the eyes that flew out were like galaxies intertwining, illuminating the dark sky.
The altar under his feet enlarged, the ancient runes revived and activated, filling the air with the trajectory of destiny, and a beam of light shone towards the end of the deep space.
The foreigner Xitian said: "No matter where you are, do you think that the spiritual spear I threw earlier had no effect? I have already had a connection with your soul breath. Now let me try to end all this. Ichijie Zhen Damn, it wasted so much of my time and energy."
If it were in the past, heaven-level extraordinary beings in the turbid atmosphere of the mortal world would not be placed in his eyes at all. As for the true immortals, they would not be able to enter his eyes. Xitian would not lower his head to look down.
But today is different. Things have become big. Since he was invited out of the dojo, there must be a result.
When a stranger is born, there will always be a war to destroy the religion, with bloodshed and a star field shattered. If he can't even suppress a little true immortal with his hands, then he will completely lose his face.
"Walking through the river of time, reaching the other side of destiny, untainted by cause and effect, the blooming of the heart is eternity, locking the ants in the turbid air of the world of mortals!"
He stood on the altar and whispered, his spirit fluctuating like
It swept the entire starry sky at once, shocking the world, and his voice was heard everywhere.
His body flows according to the law, and the light of his soul shines out, illuminating the world, stirring up the waves in the river of time, and hitting the shore. His eyes have beams of light that fly to the boundless void, to lock in the underworld. The breath divined.
At this time, Wang Xuan came to the area above the real immortal world in the real world - Tianwai, where the chaos was lingering, quiet and otherworldly.
He stood on a large black mountain, looking through the chaotic mist at the misty dojo ahead, full of expectation. He was fishing for the alien's lair.
"This is an extremely strange causal fishing rod. Its origin is suspected to point to the unverifiable Old Saint Period. I don't know much about it. I can't blindly fish based on luck like this, right? This is tantamount to anchoring fish." Wang Xuan said.
The main reason is that the foreigner's dojo is indeed extraordinary. Even if it is not far away, it is shrouded in a mysterious magic circle and his spiritual eyes cannot see through it.
"You can explore on your own." said the mobile phone wonder.
Wang Xuan's heart moved. He held the warm and crystal-clear fishing rod and poured his mind into it. He was able to move forward along the invisible fishing line and sink into the hook.
"This is much easier to handle!" He couldn't help but be overjoyed, this thing was indeed magical.
At this time, he saw the scenery near the fishing hook and successfully submerged into the dojo. The magic circle exuding chaos energy did not block the hook.
"It is really a place of beautiful nature." Wang Xuan praised, the plantains planted in the garden are all filled with the energy of the lunar calendar, which is quite amazing.
What were kept in the pond were not fish, but two real dragons. This tyrannical race had become "ornamental fish"? Wang Xuan's eyes widened.
A big tree bears dozens of thunder fruits, which should be heaven-level magic medicine. There is a bird cage hanging on the tree, and there is a golden crow in it.
"Hiss!" Wang Xuan swallowed a breath of chaotic energy. He was really shocked. The alien's appearance was so grand, and the place he lived in was really awesome.
If you take a closer look, you will see that every scene is extraordinary and the levels involved are extremely high. There are no ordinary things at all. It is no wonder that people regard the present world as a place where the turbid air of the world of mortals gathers.
Wang Xuan didn't stop looking at this. Until now,
His vision has become extremely high, and ordinary rare objects are not worth taking such a big risk for him.
The fishing hook was invisible, cutting through the void, heading towards the deepest part of the dojo. His spirit was injected into the fishing line and the fishing hook, and he scanned along the way.
"Is this most likely the place where Xi Tian sits?" He saw a special peaceful place.
Even if the stranger is not here, due to the years of edification, there are still regular fragments flowing here, and the Taoist rhyme and chaotic energy are steaming together, which is extremely extraordinary.
The fishing hook passed by, and he suddenly entered the quiet room. There were stone tables, pen and inkstones, futons, and scriptures on display.
A very thin book, bound with a very special animal skin. It is said to be animal skin, but every page is very thin and exudes chaos.
Wang Xuan was moved. He was sure that there was no magic circle engraved on this book. The material alone was a bit outrageous. What kind of creature's skin was this?
The book does not exceed ten pages, but it seems that it has been studied and viewed by Xitian for many years. It is placed on the desk and the stone table has left traces of the shape of the book.
Moreover, it was open at this time, with papyrus around it. Before Xitian left, he was still studying this scripture, writing what he felt, and deducing something.
You can see crumpled pieces of papyrus scattered on the ground.
It is obvious that Xitian attaches great importance to this book of scriptures, reads it frequently, and does not hesitate to write it himself. It is not known whether he is making annotations or wants to leave notes.
Wang Xuan stared at the book and didn't think much about it. It was there. He wanted to fish it away no matter what. He swung the hook to fish it up!
Suddenly, his hair stood on end and his heart beat wildly, as if a beast from the wild, a prehistoric monster appeared, locked onto his soul, and opened its bloody mouth, making him shudder.
With a whoosh, his mind instantly returned to his physical body. When he opened his eyes, he immediately saw a mysterious beam of light flying from the distance, turning into a chain and piercing between his eyebrows to shackle his soul.
"So outrageous?" Wang Xuan immediately moved, using the extremely alien-level fishing rod in his hand to block the chain made of royal road texture.
With a bang, the chain resisted it, but in an instant it spread out, passing by, like the light of the soul reunited, and slashed towards Wang Xuan.
It is a bit like the arrow feathers shot by the immortal bow. It will not stop until it is stained with blood. The beam in front of you will not stop until the soul of the target is captured.
Wang Xuan was so shocked that he even ran to the outer world above the True Immortal Realm. It was so far away that the aliens in the West could still be found. It was really scary to cross time and space and capture the trajectory of fate.
The strange object reminder on the mobile phone: "Don't make a big noise, otherwise, this ashram will disappear directly, and you haven't caught that scripture yet."
Wang Xuan actually felt a little anxious. He didn't wave the imperial flag in his right hand. Instead, he popped out a bright and brilliant petal with his left hand and injected a wisp of spiritual aura to block the light of the soul.
What flew out was the Resurrection Flower, one of the most valuable rare things picked from the True Saint's backyard. It could not be found in the outside world, and he only had two.
The petals fused with his spiritual aura were like a soul blooming, attracting the light. With a pop, the petals were chopped into pieces and turned into fly ash.
"Xitian, I want you to compensate me ten times for my losses!" The corners of Wang Xuan's eyes were beating. It would be a pity to consume a rare and non-renewable petal like this.
However, the light of the soul regrouped after dissipating and became a small fiery red arrow, carrying dense runes. It was also in the process of cracking and flew towards Wang Xuan again.
The Arrow of Killing the Soul is specially used to crucify the strong soul. It is also the last variation of Xitian's magic. It cannot lock the opponent away, and the main soul is not destroyed, so the arrow can be replenished directly!
Another bright petal flew out, and was injected with a wisp of Wang Xuan's spiritual aura, just like the soul blooming. With a pop, it was pierced by the fiery little arrow and exploded. This time, the little petal was full of runes.
The arrow also shattered and disappeared into the void.
In the present world, the vast and boundless Western Heaven stands in the universe, with only the sleeves of his robe able to hug a large number of stars. He frowned and said, "It's strange, have you killed him? His senses were very weak and he couldn't be captured alive. The Light of the Soul and God Killing
The arrow should have hit him, where was it?"
Wang Xuan felt extremely distressed. He didn't know if he would ever encounter the rare objects in Zhensheng's backyard in the future. Now, before he could find anything, he lost two petals inexplicably.
Without saying a word, he immediately went to fish for scriptures. Not only that, he wrapped up everything that could be swept away in the quiet room, even the papyrus that left behind Xitian's insights and thoughts.
"I have to peel you off!" After Wang Xuan finished fishing in the quiet room, he controlled the fishing hook and went to other places. At least all the thunder fruits he saw had been picked.
"There may be some good things, but we have to go!" The mobile phone strange object reminded him to go back to the original starry sky and stabilize the western sky, otherwise he might suspect and notice something.
The golden vortex appeared, and Wang Xuan immediately rushed in, and soon appeared in the Donglin District of Liuxia Star Territory.
"What is wrong? Why do I feel strange?" On the altar, Xitian frowned deeply. Is it related to the issue of his life and death?
As a foreigner, he is especially good at divination and can sometimes see fragments of the future. Naturally, he is most concerned about his own safety.
He stood here for the time being, without any other action, observing his own destiny.
"This scripture is a good thing." Mobile Phone Qiwu said.
Wang Xuan went to check it immediately and was deeply surprised. Not to mention anything else, the material alone was extremely special, emitting chaotic energy, and it was born with a Taoist charm.
Naturally, he couldn't understand any of the words recorded in it.
However, as long as you watch the direction of those characters, their meanings will become apparent. This is the simplest and most essential embodiment of Taoist rhyme. Each character has a soft spiritual imprint. Even if the years pass and are passed to different civilizations and ethnic groups, they can still be preserved.
read.
"This is a scripture related to the spiritual realm." Wang Xuan was moved. After reading two pages, he knew its main purpose and the fields it involved.
"Such a strange book is a priceless treasure, what a good thing!" He exclaimed. There is no doubt that the scriptures that Yiren Xitian has been studying all year round are definitely extraordinary.
In Wang Xuan's hands, he already has a scripture that is highly related to spirituality, such as the Dafa of Psychiatry. It talks about the only true and self-reliant scripture, which can be called the "True One Sutra".
At this time, the level of this new chapter cannot be determined yet.
"Old guy, you can find me across the vast starry sky. He almost killed me several times with his spiritual spear, spiritual light, etc. The methods he used probably all came from this book. Now it belongs to me!" Wang Xuan!
I'm looking forward to it. I'll have to study it carefully when I go back.
"Kill Sun Wukong and destroy the false saint of Huaguo Mountain!"
Suddenly, in this sea of stars, there was an earth-shattering cry of killing, a large number of demon soldiers and demon generals appeared, and in the distance there were fairy ships, super battleships, etc.
"A mere rural dojo dares to pretend to be a place outside the world, and a false saint dares to stand shoulder to shoulder with the true saint? Encircle and suppress Sun Wukong and break the Huaguo Mountain!"
This kind of roar sounded in the distance, and many demon generals appeared together, and their mental waves combined together, making the sound extremely powerful.
Wang Xuan showed murderous intent, his eyes were deep, and he said to himself: "Perhaps, it is time for the true saint of Huaguo Mountain to be born. The Taoist temple in this world cannot be insulted. Should we invite the true saint to come and suppress the aliens in the West for five hundred years now?!
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He was thinking about this issue seriously and seriously: Should he establish the "fact" that there is a true saint in Huaguo Mountain?