At the top of the ancient bronze door in front of you, there is a black gold and jasper plaque hanging, with three big characters "Xuanbao Pavilion" inscribed with a flying dragon on it. The old scene remains the same.
A whirlpool suddenly appeared in front of you. It was dazzling silver. Looking inward through the whirlpool, vein-like silver threads were woven and twinkling with each other. In the silver sea flowers, there were little golden dots shining, forming a silver channel.
Yubeichuan calmed down. There was nowhere to go. He took a deep breath and stepped into the whirlpool resolutely.
Entering the vortex, there is no feeling of spinning. I just feel that time has paused, time and space are distorted and transformed, and my body appears in front of the door of a room.
Looking around, the room is square, with bronze columns standing at the four corners, on which are carved a green dragon, a white tiger, a red bird, and a basalt, each dominating one side, forming the appearance of four elephants.
The four walls of the room are all carved with white jade. The copper lamps on the walls will last forever. A square sapphire desk is placed in the middle of the room. The desk is five feet wide and eight feet long. The entire desk is made of one piece. Carved from sapphire, it is simple and luxurious.
There are three objects placed on the stage, a ring, a stone egg, and a dark, inky black piece of wood, arranged in a row from left to right.
The ring is dark gold in color, sparkling yet restrained, simple yet noble. The stone egg is completely oval in shape, gray and white in two colors. The eggshell is covered with mysterious and unknown patterns. If you look closely, you can see ancient patterns on it. The table is unpredictable.
Yu Beichuan was overjoyed. He stepped forward to pick up the ring and put it on the ring finger of his left hand. It was not too big or too small and it just fit!
Turning his eyes towards the mysterious stone egg, Yu Beichuan was not that kind of unsophisticated boy. On the contrary, he had gone through vicissitudes of life and experienced the warmth and warmth of the world, and he was better at thinking and observing.
Judging from the placement, the stone egg is obviously the best of the three things. Rubbing the ring on his hand, Yu Beichuan slowly stretched out his right hand, and when his fingertips touched the stone egg, suddenly, inadvertently, The stone egg suddenly developed a strong pulling force, pulling it along.
The scene in front of him suddenly changed, the stone chamber disappeared, and the whole person was instantly in a state of chaos. It was at the end of chaos that he became a gray blur.
The gray mist is irregular and misty, and seems to contain some mysterious rules.
In the breath, the chaotic haze began to riot, containing the terrifying power of Yuanbi, devouring everything without restraint, erupting into a devastating force. When it was sharply compressed to the black primitive singularity, it then violently expanded and exploded, and the cloud-like vortex bloomed into a dazzling display. The original light of the earth evolved into a star in the universe.
The whole world lights up! The sky is full of stars, and the nebulae are bright and full of life!
Inside the Yubeichuan spiritual world, there is a violent chaotic world, full of destruction.
"Hahaha!"
A burst of crazy sound came from mid-air. Yubeichuan looked like a man awakened from a dream, staring blankly in front of him.
"The mortal body, and only the mortal body can withstand the spirit of chaos, it is ridiculous that for hundreds of millions of years, countless talented people and people with outstanding qualifications have seen flowers in the mist and fished for the moon in the water."
"Senior, you...?" Yu Beichuan was confused and confused, and took two steps back slightly.
"Fortunately, God is merciful and blessing, ha, ha, ha!"
A figure suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. He was thin, wearing a straight purple robe, embroidered with dark gold flowing cloud patterns, and a wide-brimmed dark gold auspicious cloud belt around his waist. He had messy, withered and messy hair, sparse and fallen eyebrows, and was dizzy. Numb and hollow holes were revealed in the deep-set black eye sockets. From time to time, eyes as sharp as knives and gloomy and low-pitched eyes flashed, and from time to time, dumb, trembling, crazy words came out of dry, white, cracked thin lips.
"Who are you?"
Yu Beichuan took half a step back in shock, clenching his hands into fists and showing a defensive look on his face.
"Who am I?" The man murmured to himself, seeming to be asking himself and the Yubeichuan River in front of him.
"Who am I? I can't remember. Who am I?"
The man roared loudly, waving his hands wildly, looking crazy.
"A pitiful, strange old lunatic, how did he get in this place? Has he been trapped in this space?" Yu Beichuan fell into deep thought after several unknown questions.
Feeling the majestic power of flesh and blood on Yubeichuan's body, the man floating in the air was dancing and ecstatic, with a look on his face that showed that he had suffered all the hardships but was finally rewarded.
"With a mortal body, I have not yet entered Qi training, but this person's qualifications are truly the best! After a hundred thousand years, God will not let me down, God will not let me down!"
"This person is not a real person!" The figure flying in the air was illusory and misty, and Yu Beichuan realized something in his heart.
That is, non-entity, then...
"Seize the body!"
Borrowing a person's body to return yang, the ancients believed that the soul is immortal and the body is just a spiritual shell.
From the various signs after the man appeared, he must want to take her away from me. Yu Beichuan, who had read too many fantasy novels, suddenly realized that at this moment, Yu Beichuan had no choice but to turn around and run away.
The figure in the sky turned into a wisp of green smoke, rushing towards Yubeichuan as fast as a spark, flying through the clouds.
"How dare you!" A high-pitched and loud voice fell from the sky and shook the stone chamber.
A golden aura of light, dancing fire and silver snakes shot to the top of the smoke like lightning, coming out of the blue and catching people off guard.
"Ah..." The howling wolf screamed horribly, which was horrifying.
A figure unexpectedly appeared in the sky.
It was an old man who was over fifty years old. He was wearing a plain white satin robe, with silver hollow hibiscus trim gleaming inside the robe. He had a white jade carving of auspicious clouds hanging on his waist. His hair was gray, and there was a mutton-fat white jade hairpin on his head. There was no mess at all, and it was snow-white.
Slender eyebrows, slightly sunken eye sockets, high cheekbones, a face full of wrinkles, and a pair of deep black eyes that are calm and full of vicissitudes of life.
"Han Aolong, to this day, you still haven't given up?" the old man in white asked sternly.
The curls of green smoke changed, and the figure became thinner. The man in purple-breasted robe slowly appeared, with messy, withered and messy hair, sparse and withered eyebrows, but his gloomy and downcast eyes were a little distracted, looking miserable.
That golden blow might have caused him a lot of damage.
"Old ghost Huangpu, are you still alive?" The man in purple robe looked surprised.
"Ha, ha, ha, I understand. You have taken this step, given up your physical body and merged with the utensils, and transformed into the spirit of utensils. You can make this determination."
"Hmph, aren't you also hiding in hiding?
On the soul tree, to avoid the erosion of thousands of years?" The old man in white had a look of disdain.
"Soul-nurturing wood?"
Yu Beichuan cast his eyes on the jade table. The dark, ink-black piece of wood seemed inconspicuous, but he didn't expect it to be a good treasure.
"I'm afraid these two are old acquaintances, and they don't know whether they are friends or foes yet."
There is no distinction between ourselves and the enemy, so Yubeichuan has to be careful.
"What are you waiting for?" the purple-robed old man said with a ferocious smile, and quietly took a step toward the Yubeichuan River.
"The acquisition of this child is still God's will. For hundreds of millions of years, people who have been spying on this thing have been as scheming as crucian carp crossing the river. Countless capable men and monks who have been trapped in their cultivation for their entire lives have flocked to this thing. Time has passed, and it is just a waste.
The old man in white robe did not answer the old man in purple robe, but continued to talk to himself.
"God's will! Ha, ha, since ancient times, who among the cultivators of immortality has not acted against heaven? Even if the Xuanbao Sect is so powerful and commands the world, no one dares to disobey it. Now, isn't it that all life has been annihilated forever, and only you are left? A wisp of the remnant soul of a wild ghost?"
"Xuanbaozong!" The old man in white changed his face wildly when he heard this.
"As a Taoist, if you are calm and calm, your mind will be peaceful, and all movements will naturally cease to occur, so as to achieve the state of immortality. Even if your thoughts are not clear and you feel guilty, how can you practice Taoism?"
The old man in Bai Shang has an otherworldly expression and his eyes are farsighted. The scene of the sect's annihilation hundreds of thousands of years ago is still vivid in his mind.
The spirit of chaos, which had never appeared for hundreds of millions of years, suddenly appeared in the Xuanbao Sect's main hall hundreds of thousands of years ago. The whole sect was filled with joy and thunder, thinking that it was a gift from God, but who knew that this thing was actually the beginning of disaster...
A low horn sounded, breaking through the dark sky. Above the city wall, looking up into the distance, powerful pressure swept in from the distance. Dust rolled all over the sky, and traces of human figures and beasts kept flashing. , there are countless terrifying auras hidden within it.
In the Sky Cultivation Continent, twenty-seven sects jointly attacked Xuanbao Sect, with overwhelming force. In an instant, they were fighting hand to hand, but the enemy was numerous and overwhelming.
Half a day later, the sect was littered with corpses and rivers of blood...
The leader of the Xuanbao Sect stood proudly in the void. The remaining soldiers behind him were defeated. It seemed that the number was less than a hundred. When the situation was hopeless, the leader used his supreme magical power to seal the city and drove Huangfu into the void together.
"Boy Huang Pu, this sect leader knows that you are timid and afraid of death. People who are afraid of death usually live a long time. The future of the sect will be left to you." The lingering sound of that charming and angry voice lingered in the air.
The old man in white was in tears.
"Old ghost Huangpu, when external things are strong, they will eventually fall. Strengthening oneself is the fundamental way. The reincarnation of cause and effect is the normal state of human beings. How can we miss such a good opportunity?"
At the end of his voice, the purple-robed man turned into a puff of blue smoke and fled to the top of Yubeichuan River.
At the moment of crisis, the old man in Bai Shang turned into a burst of purple smoke, stalked the wind, and was as fast as thunder and lightning. He was entangled with the green smoke and died, and he fought hard for a while. Evenly matched.
Just when Yubeichuan was dumbfounded, two puffs of smoke made a "swish" sound, and both entered the spiritual world of Yubeichuan...