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Chapter 77: Feather's Secret Realm

The autumn air is crisp, the wind is light and the clouds are light. In the morning of early autumn, people blindly add clothes to their bodies to resist the sudden chill.

The grain is abundant and the land is orange. After a year of hard work, people finally usher in this season of harvest and joy.

It is said that hard work will eventually pay off. Over the past year, he has never given up hope, but he has never received even a little bit of comfort. Even if there is only a little news about her, he will not become so lonely, so lonely.

Maybe he can only reminisce, he only deserves to reminisce!

His name is Zhui Yi, also named Zhang Yun. After leaving the Shaolin Temple, he went to the Japanese island country, the demon sect branch, and even found the number one killer who has grown rapidly in recent years, the intelligence organization: "It's hard to kill", and after paying a lot of money

After the price, they got a few words in exchange: There is no Shangmen in the world...

Over the course of more than a year, he has matured. There is no trace of childishness on his thin face anymore, only resoluteness and tenacity. When he opens his slightly narrowed eyes, a frightening light flashes through his eyes, and his slightly thick lips are still slightly honest.

Over the past year or so, he has almost given up on practicing Yuanlingli, but his practice has not abandoned him.

The five Five Elements Yuanling Qi in the Dantian are still spinning rapidly, absorbing the Yuanling Qi from heaven and earth on their own. Although the speed is not the same as his active cultivation, it is still not much slower than some ordinary spiritual root monks. This

It is the gift of the Holy Spirit.

As his mentality became increasingly calm, he slowly began to feel in tune with nature, as if all the five elements of spiritual energy in the world could be used by him, but they were always so far apart that they were difficult to touch.

But he knew that he absolutely couldn't do it at this moment, and that method of controlling the spiritual power of heaven and earth should be a unique method for monks in the Alchemy Stage. This feeling could only make him vaguely feel that he might not have to enter the Alchemy Stage.

It can be done, but it's useless to think about it now, so let's just stop thinking about it.

Sitting alone in the elegant room of Yixing Hotel, it was the same room where Ruxia and I were sitting that day, the same place, the same food and wine, still two bottles of Wuliangye and two wine glasses, but the beautiful figure opposite was missing.

, from pouring and drinking to pouring and drinking, although there is only one word difference, it is full of bitterness and helplessness!

The sky is clear at noon today, and the scorching sunshine shines on the earth. People seem to have returned to summer again. It is February and August. They dress randomly. The autumn clothes they just put on in the morning were suddenly replaced by thin summer clothes, but they are still the same.

Feeling extremely hot.

The naughty children jumped into the pond "plop, plop", swam and played, and had a great time;

The farmer who was harvesting beans and grains in the field was already sweating. He raised his slightly stooped waist, covered the sun with one hand, and looked around. After a while, he said with a sad face: "Such a vicious sunshine,

If the light continues, the beans and millet will fall into the ground!"

An old man with wrinkles on his face, holding a dry pipe in his mouth, his melancholy eyes full of wisdom, murmured: "What a weird weather, as the saying goes: there must be monsters when things go wrong!"

...

Zhang Yun, drunk and hazy-eyed, staggered on the street, looking around at the passers-by from time to time, hoping for the chance encounter he was looking forward to.

"Crack!" Suddenly! A thunder exploded out of thin air, shaking the entire land of China. The timid people trembled on the ground, and some felt dizzy, lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Even Zhang Yun was staggered by the shock, and his body was instantly soaked with cold sweat. He immediately woke up from the drunkenness. He quickly raised his eyes and looked up. There was still a red sun in the sky, and not even a trace of cloud could be seen.

Just when he was doubtful, a blood-red cloud suddenly appeared above his head, instantly blocking the sun. The cloud was bright and rich, like water. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as a floating sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​​​blood then dyed the earth into blood red, and for a while, a cold and murderous aura spread over the earth. All kinds of creatures could not help but feel a chill coming from the bottom of their hearts. The cold air turned into wisps of invisible and qualityless airflow, and slowly

Rise up and merge into the sea of ​​blood.

While the sea of ​​​​blood frantically absorbed the airflow, it quickly released a shocking pressure that made people unable to lift their heads and could not help but kneel down.

This kind of coercion is like a bloodthirsty emperor, glaring at the people, looking out for himself. The sea of ​​blood seems to be far away in the horizon, but it seems to be close at hand. Wherever the sun can shine, the same scene is happening at the same time...

...

When people are panicking, anxious, and helpless, the sea of ​​blood seems to have reached a saturated state and suddenly begins to squirm rapidly.

After a while, it turned into sixteen giant characters that held up the sky: The secret realm of Yu will be opened today. My inheritance is destined to be obtained!

Sixteen giant characters are suspended in the air, with flying dragons and phoenixes, full of domineering power. The sunlight shines through the gaps in the characters, making them look like three-dimensional pictures.

At the same time, in everyone's mind, scenes of bloody killings are constantly being imagined. There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere, and broken limbs. It feels like you are in hell!

After a long time, Zhang Yun took a deep breath and sighed: "What a strong murderous aura, what a bloody killing, what a domineering momentum! What kind of existence can be so generous, and what are these sixteen characters?"

Who could Yi Yu be?"

The sixteen giant characters holding up the sky stayed in the air for a full three hours before turning into sixteen bloody light pillars, which shrouded the ground. The sixteen light pillars stood vertically on the ground, reaching the sky and the earth, which was particularly spectacular.

!

If you look closely, you will see that the light beams are arranged neatly and regularly, like the plum blossom piles set up by martial artists, full of mystery.

Zhang Yun looked at the direction where the light beam fell, and after a moment he couldn't help but frown, and said secretly: "No, it's in the direction of Chengdu, the master will not change! Next month is the Cultivation Aspirations Conference, I promised the master to

It’s time to go back and take a look!”

Thinking of this, he released the blue light sword and rushed towards Chengdu.

At the same time, various sects, alliances, and immortal cultivation organizations on the land of China, led by monks in the Alchemy stage, rushed towards the land in the middle of Sichuan, causing a huge wave!

Zhang Yun came to the Zhengyi Sect, but was in vain. He was told by his senior brother that Master Zhang personally led the team, followed by two elders of the Alchemy Stage. Almost all the elites in the sect came out and rushed towards the direction of the light pillar immediately.

passed.

So I exchanged a few polite words with my senior brother and hurried towards the northwest. As soon as I arrived at the suburbs, I saw sixteen blood-red light pillars, regularly distributed on the field. Each light pillar was seven or eight meters in diameter.

Looking up from below, you can't see the end at a glance.

At this time, under each light pillar, there was a circle of monks surrounding them, each holding a sword in their hands and watching with eager vigilance.

Although the surrounding monks glared angrily, they did not dare to take half a step forward. After a rough look, most of the light pillars were controlled by Taoism and Buddhism.

The crops in the field were trampled into a mess, and the ground was littered with bloodstains, stumps and weapon fragments. It seemed that a fierce battle had occurred not long ago.

Youdao always wins first by being near the water. After all, right at your own doorstep, the Zhengyi Sect and the Emei Buddhist Sect naturally took advantage of the situation and quickly controlled the situation with bloody methods as soon as they arrived.

The monks from other sects have suffered casualties to some extent. Although they are angry in their hearts, they can't suppress the local snakes. Besides, these two sects represent Taoism and Buddhism. How can a small sect like ours afford to offend them? They can only have their teeth knocked out.

He Xuetun, but still unwilling to leave, hoping that those who come will make trouble and fish in troubled waters.

However, as groups of monks arrived one after another, there was no expected chaos. It seemed that the five major sects had a tacit understanding.

Under the orders of more than a dozen monks in the alchemy stage, the monks from the five sects reorganized into a formation, formed a huge circle, surrounded the sixteen blood-colored light pillars together, and issued a strict order: "Except for the disciples of the five major sects, the rest

Everyone, please stay 100 meters away and wait for news, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"

After hearing these words, the other monks from various sects did not dare to hesitate anymore. They quickly retreated and formed a circle from a distance. They looked at the monks from several major sects with burning eyes, wishing to eat them alive.

Not as good as human beings!

Zhang Yun also greeted his fellow disciples early in the morning and went to visit his master. Zhang Wuji was discussing countermeasures with the leaders of the Emei Buddhist Sect and had no time to attend to him. He ordered him and his fellow disciples to maintain order together and could only teach and disciple.

The friendship will be discussed later.

After the situation was controlled by the five major sects, more than a dozen alchemy monks in charge walked under the pillar of light and studied and analyzed it carefully.

A few hours later, the five major sects jointly elected Zhang Wuji as the representative and announced the results and arrangements of the discussion to everyone:

It is speculated that this secret place was left by Guan Yu, the Emperor of Guan during the Three Kingdoms period. It is said that Guan Yu was defeated in the war and was killed by Sun Quan when he fled from Maicheng. He persuaded him to surrender but was not killed, and his head was sacrificed to Cao Cao;

But the fact is not the case. In the world of upper realm cultivation, there is a legend circulating: Guan Yu entered Taoism through martial arts. At that time, his martial arts had reached its peak and was unmatched by anyone. On the day when his magical skills were perfected, he broke through the sky with his martial arts and soared to the realm of extreme martial arts.

And after ascending, it only took thousands of years to unify the realm of extreme martial arts, and now it has become the supreme one in the world. It is self-evident that its inheritance is heaven-defying!

These sixteen light pillars are an ancient teleportation formation, which has not been opened yet. According to everyone's speculation, it will be opened on its own in seven days.

The energy of each teleportation array can support the teleportation of about ten people, sixteen in total, one hundred and sixty people. No one knows exactly where the teleportation array will be. It is speculated that it should be the so-called secret realm of Yu, but it is undoubtedly full of energy.

Unpredictability and uncertainty!

After joint discussions among our five major sects, we decided to select 128 young disciples. Other sects will allocate different quotas based on their overall strength. Each sect will decide who will participate based on the allocated quota, and report the registration truthfully.

, the specific quota allocation plan will be announced in three days;

The additional thirty-two places are reserved for monks in the alchemy stage. As long as you want to go and are not afraid of danger, you can come and sign up. It's a first-come, first-served basis. No waiting after the deadline!

I just want to remind everyone by the way that according to common sense, the lower the cultivation level of the inheritor selected by the seniors, the greater the chance. After all, young people are more malleable. This does not mean that monks in the alchemy stage have no chance.

The benevolent sees benevolence and the wise see wisdom!

There is also the process of selecting successors, which usually involves severe tests. If you are not careful, your life may be in danger. If you meet a senior with a weird personality...

After Master Zhang said what he said, there was a commotion immediately. Some eyes were shining with excitement, some were secretly happy, some were frowning, and everyone was slapping their own little ones in their hearts.


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