The first thousand two hundred and sixty-three chapters are stagnant
Within the folded space that seems to be no different from the outside world, at a glance, there are endless grasslands in the east, and stretching mountains in the south. The rivers surround the mountains, flowing in a mighty way to the east, rushing endlessly, the mountains
The north is where the 30,000 disciples of Qinglian Holy Land live. There are countless houses. At first glance, they look like scattered tribes.
Since they are in the folded space and do not have many cultivation resources, the daily tasks of the disciples of the Qinglian Holy Land are to meditate and practice day after day, discuss ideas, and improve their strength. For them, there is nothing better than this.
More important!
Everyone's heart is filled with overwhelming resentment!
Emperor Qinglian blocked the Tongtian Divine Sect's interception for them. That immortal back figure and that frozen scene were deeply imprinted in their memories. No matter how much time passed, they could not erase them. They gritted their teeth and only thought of
A thought, revenge!
Mo Xuanyu, who was dressed in black, was blinded and had ten fingers broken. He walked out of the wooden house. Feeling the warmth of the long-lost sun, he couldn't help but have a slight smile on his lips. Although this was a folded space, the outside world was natural.
Everything that exists exists here, too, but it is fake and was created by Ce Tianyi.
The Three Infant Demon Emperor cruelly gouged out Mo Xuanyu's pupils and broke off his ten fingers. Logically speaking, Mo Xuanyu could recover from his injuries, but the Three Infant Demon Emperor did not know what weird method he used.
Mo Xuanyu was unable to recover from his injuries and became a blind man unable to see and a swordsman unable to hold a sword. Fortunately, the injured meridians in Mo Xuanyu's body were reconnected.
The Three Infant Demon Emperor only cracked Mo Xuanyu's meridians and did not destroy his Dantian Lotus Pond. His cultivation level was still there. It took more than a hundred years for Mo Xuanyu to finally recover. However, Mo
Xuan Yu showed a hint of sadness. In this life, he would never be able to hold a sword. How cruel is this for a pure sword cultivator?
What makes Mo Xuanyu even more sad is that Xiang Kun and Linghu Yuding are dead, and he is the only one left among the famous three saints of Qinglian Holy Land.
After sorting out his chaotic emotions, Mo Xuanyu gave a deep wry smile, and immediately turned around and walked towards a stone palace. The stone palace was located deep in the folding space, far away from the residence of the disciples of the Qinglian Holy Land.
The distance is very special, because that is where the body of Cetianyi lies.
"Disciple Mo Xuanyu, please see Senior Ce Tianyi!"
Stopping in front of the stone hall, Mo Xuanyu said respectfully.
Boom!
The door of the stone palace slowly opened, and at the same time, a cold voice came, without the slightest emotion: "Come in."
Mo Xuanyu stepped into the stone hall.
The stone hall was lit with flickering candles, and it was brightly illuminated. Sister Yi appeared like a ghost, staring at Mo Xuanyu for a long time, and then said: "Very good, you have completely recovered."
Mo Xuanyu nodded, couldn't help but look at the claustrophobic stone room on the left side of the stone hall, and asked: "Chu Ge hasn't left seclusion yet?"
From the day when the Qinglian Holy Land group entered the folding space, Chu Ge began to practice in seclusion. More than a hundred years later, he was still practicing, and it seemed that he had no intention of coming out. Mo Xuanyu couldn't help but mumbled: "
This kid doesn’t want to break through to the secret realm of heaven and man in one go, does he?”
Sister Yi, Fengyun Pingting, cast her clear eyes towards the stone chamber, revealing a thoughtful look. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she muttered: "Do you think it's possible?"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Mo Xuanyu said with absolute certainty that he was someone who had been there before and knew how difficult it was to break through the Secret Realm of Tongtian. Countless people had been stuck in the realm of reincarnation and been blocked out for a lifetime. But how many years had Chu Ge stayed in the realm of reincarnation?
Less than two hundred years!
Do you want to step into the secret realm of Tongtian?
Idiot's dream!
"Yes, it's absolutely impossible." Sister Yi shook her head and said softly: "Even if I give Chu Ge another three hundred years, I won't be able to break through. However, Chu Ge is very stubborn and is determined to break through. He can only let him go. Time
It will prove everything, and he will understand without the need for other people's persuasion."
Mo Xuanyu said: "Is it because of the death of Emperor Qinglian? Chu Ge felt that he was sorry for Emperor Qinglian and the Holy Land of Qinglian. He was the cause of all this, so he blamed himself very much and wanted to break through quickly and help Qinglian as soon as possible.
The emperor takes revenge."
"That's right, but it's useless to be impatient when it comes to cultivation." Sister Yi narrowed her eyes and said, "Count the time with your fingers. The Starry Sky Battlefield is about to start. Do you want to participate? Only saints can enter the Starry Sky Battlefield.
The Celestial Sect’s arrangement inside is definitely very minimal. With your strength, you can protect yourself, and this is also a great opportunity.”
Mo Xuanyu's expression paused, his heart was racing, he thought about it again and again, and made up his mind: "I'll go, maybe I can find an opportunity to break through to the realm of the Great Emperor."
"In a hundred years, I will send you out."
Sister Yi said.
Time flies, and hundreds of years pass by in the blink of an eye.
The much-anticipated starry sky battlefield has once again arrived in the world of Thirty-three Heavens!
This time, the location where it comes is - the Fengshen Realm!
If you stand in the starry sky outside the Fengshen Realm, you can see a huge battlefield suspended above the planet. The space is as large as the entire Fengshen Realm. The starry sky battlefield is dreamy and hazy.
Wandering between truth and falsehood, it can be seen with the naked eye
Seeing, but touching, seems to be unreal and very strange. No one knows the origin of the Starry Sky Battlefield. Even the Immortal Emperor cannot tell it. He only knows that at a certain point in time, the Starry Sky Battlefield will appear and open for a thousand years.
Closed and hidden from the world.
For a time, the saints from the Thirty-three Heavens World rushed to the outer starry sky of the Fengshen Realm, passed through the starry sky gate that towered over the sky, and after passing the test of the starry sky battlefield, they poured in.
Three thousand saints gathered here!
Such a grand occasion happens only once in five thousand years!
The life span of a saint is generally about 10,000 years, and many people only participate in it once in their lifetime. This shows how tempting the starry sky battlefield is to saints!
Sister Yi opened the folding space herself and quietly sent Mo Xuanyu out.
As time goes by, the number of saints in the Starry Sky Battlefield increases, disputes continue, friction escalates, and fierce battles occur every day. Time flies, and thirty years have passed.
On this day, Chu Ge in the folded space finally woke up.
The stone chamber was opened, Chu Ge's hair was messy, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life. When he came out, he saw Sister Yi staring at him. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head. It seemed like a world away. It had been three hundred years. In comparison, Chu Ge was spending time in the outside world.
Those years that have passed are not worth mentioning, but unfortunately, Chu Ge's cultivation is still in the realm of reincarnation, and he can't even touch the threshold of a saint!
"Have you suffered a lot?" Sister Yi mocked ruthlessly, "You are depressed and your mood is not up to par. The first and second is that it is useless to build a car in seclusion. This is not cultivation, it is a dream! Real cultivation
, it should be a double improvement of state of mind and understanding.”
"Chu Ge is ashamed."
Chu Ge lowered his head, then raised his head again and said: "But this three hundred years of seclusion is not completely in vain! My strength has been greatly improved!"
"So confident?"
Sister Yi raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay, let's spar. I'll consider your strength."
Chu Ge didn't know whether he was confident or arrogant, but he agreed wholeheartedly and had a discussion with Sister Yi. After the end, Sister Yi looked at Chu Ge with great satisfaction and asked: "It is indeed far beyond my expectation. Starry Sky Battlefield
It’s on, do you want to go in?”
Chu Ge was puzzled. He learned more about the Starry Sky Battlefield from Sister Yi, and became even more confused: "Isn't it true that only saints can enter the Starry Sky Battlefield? Am I only in the reincarnation realm?"
"Well... the world says that only saints can enter, because monks in the reincarnation realm do not have the combat power of a saint! In the world of heaven, very few existences have the combat power of a saint in the reincarnation realm.
It’s extremely reluctant, and you’re courting death if you go in! Therefore, no monks below the saints can enter the starry sky battlefield, and no one above the saints can enter anyway.”
Sister Yi changed her words, "But Chu Ge, you are an exception. Three hundred years ago, you had a heaven-defying combat power that rivaled that of a first-class saint. Now, you can no longer be described as heaven-defying... I
I can't think of any words to describe you. I think even if Immortal Emperor Qinglian was alive, he would be shocked by you."