As the divine power stored in the Book of Truth is consumed crazily.
In front of Zheng Dong, a new world was opened up.
The world is shrouded in clouds and mist.
Looking from a distance, a huge portal stands faintly in the clouds.
Zheng Dong flew towards the portal.
Looking closer, you can see that the portal is made of an unknown material similar to sapphire, and the pillars are wrapped with a red-bearded dragon with golden scales that shines in the sun.
It seems to have been eroded by time and has become somewhat dilapidated.
Looking up.
There is a gold-plated plaque hanging above the door, with three unknown characters written on it.
"Nantianmen!"
As soon as Zheng Dong approached the door, these three words automatically appeared in his consciousness.
This is the heaven opened up by the Book of Truth.
A heaven that has been abandoned for who knows how long!
However, what Zheng Dong wants is such a heaven with a "story".
Unlike the underworld, which is not open to the public, Zheng Dong plans to open this former site of heaven to prehistoric players.
But before that, he had to make this place a suitable scene for writing stories.
Step into the Nantianmen and enter the former site of Tianting.
After a visit.
He felt that the heaven created by the Book of Truth was as consistent as ever with him.
After taking a look at the remaining divine power in the Book of Truth, it was only a few million.
Zheng Dong stopped expanding the heaven.
Just like he originally connected the underworld and the human world, Zheng Dong connected the heaven world and the human world together.
A virtual version of the Three Realms was formed.
Of course, the three realms of today's prehistoric times are in no way comparable to the legendary prehistoric times.
Not to mention it is just a virtual world.
Even if the present prehistoric world were materialized, its scale could only be regarded as a demi-plane at most, not even a small plane.
Not to mention being compared with the legendary prehistoric era where great powers emerged in large numbers.
However, since Zheng Dong named his virtual divine kingdom Honghuang, he hoped that one day it would become the true center of the world.
Become a truly prehistoric world.
Taking one last look at this heaven surrounded by fairy clouds, Zheng Dong's figure disappeared.
...
Prehistoric.
Dongzhou Yuzhou.
View of Qingfeng.
It has been nearly a hundred years since Qingfeng Temple established its gate in Yuzhou. Especially after the founding of the Immortal Qin Kingdom, Qingfeng Temple became the overlord of the Immortal Way in Yuzhou.
The large and small sects of cultivating immortals in Yuzhou all use the cool breeze to observe the horse's lead.
Some of these cultivating sects are residents of the ancient wilderness, and some are members of extraordinary associations.
In the eyes of players, Ning Daoxuan, the master of Qingfeng Temple, is not only the leader of Yuzhou Immortal Dao, but also the president of the Extraordinary Association, a person who is inferior to ten thousand people.
Today's order of immortality is all under the control of the Extraordinary Association.
Even the power to consecrate Shinto is controlled by the Extraordinary Association.
In other words, in today's prehistoric times, except for the underworld and the unappeared heaven, the entire human world is under the control of the Extraordinary Association.
This is also the paranormal association’s greatest confidence in taking charge of the human federation.
High in the sky.
A ray of light came from far to near, rushing towards the mountain gate of Qingfeng Temple.
The person who came was wearing a Taoist bun with a jade hairpin and a blue Taoist robe. He was obviously a Taoist.
Qingfeng Guanshan Gate.
The Taoist priest in Qingyi stopped to look away, and while raising his hands in the direction of Qingfeng Temple, he said: "I'm in Mulin, and I'm here to pay my respects to Master Ning!"
The Qingyi Taoist's words were not loud, but they were heard far away. It was obvious that he had used some sound transmission techniques.
Judging from his cultivation level, he has only just entered the foundation building stage, so he is not considered to have advanced cultivation level among the players or the original residents.
soon.
The mountain guard formation of Qingfengguan is opened.
A Taoist leader flew out with a group of disciples.
The leading Taoist is none other than Ning Daoxuan’s eldest disciple, Taoist Qingjing.
Taoist Qingjing obviously knows this Taoist in Qingyi named Mu Lin.
Seeing him, he said with a smile on his face: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Mu. My master is in retreat. I wonder what Senior Brother Mu has to do with my Master?"
After hearing this, Mullin hesitated for a moment, and then said firmly: "There is indeed something big to report to the president!"
Hearing Mullin shout the word "president", Qingjing knew that the matter might be more serious than imagined.
"Okay, Senior Brother Mu, come with me."
Qingjing nodded and quickly introduced Mullin into the mountain gate.
Qingfeng views the back mountain.
Mu Lin met Ning Daoxuan who was in seclusion in the Immortal Mansion in the back mountain.
The moment he saw Ning Daoxuan, Mu Lin immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times respectfully.
"Disciple Mu Lin, I have met Master Ning!"
Mu Lin was a disciple of Li Zhouji. Considering Li Zhouji's relationship with Ning Daoxuan, it was not rude to call him uncle.
Seeing Ning Daoxuan sizing him up, Mu Lin lowered his head to the ground.
Half a moment.
Ning Daoxuan waved his hand gently: "Nephew Mu, get up and talk!"
"Thank you, Master Ning!"
Mullin stood up respectfully.
Although he is Li Zhouji's registered disciple, his cultivation is not profound.
He had just broken through the foundation building stage not long ago, and in reality, he was only in the early stage of concentration.
At this time, Ning Daoxuan not only reached the late stage of foundation building in reality, but also broke through the golden elixir stage in prehistoric times.
His cultivation level is much deeper than his.
Even among Ning Daoxuan's disciples, any one who has been a disciple for a long time is no weaker than him.
For example, the Pure Taoist is now in the late stage of foundation building and is only one step away from the golden elixir.
"Master Nephew Mu came here in a hurry this time. Is there something important?"
Ning Daoxuan was a little curious.
Based on his understanding of Mullin, the other party is not an ignorant person.
Sure enough, after hearing Ning Daoxuan's question, Mu Lin quickly said: "Uncle, when I traveled to Dongzhou and passed over the Kunlun Mountains in Yizhou, I discovered a crack in space. Through the crack, I could faintly see a portal!"
"Portal?"
Ning Daoxuan frowned and looked at him.
"Master, please look!"
Mullin stretched out his finger, and a shadow immediately appeared in front of him.
Apparently, he used magic to record what he saw.
Ning Daoxuan looked at the shadow in front of him seriously.
Mullin must have been on a spiritual boat at that time. The altitude he was flying at was almost below the Gangfeng layer.
As we all know, the strong wind layer at high altitudes is extremely dangerous.
If your cultivation level is less than the golden elixir stage, flying to the Gangfeng layer is almost courting death.
Mullin was only in the foundation building stage, so naturally he did not dare to fly above the Gangfeng layer, so he only flew below the Gangfeng layer.
And the space crack he mentioned happens to be in the Gangfeng layer.
Ning Daoxuan looked at the space crack in the shadow. Through the space crack, he did vaguely see a portal.
Above the door, there is a hot-gilt plaque written in an unknown language.
"That's... Nantianmen?!"
Ning Daoxuan looked at Mu Lin with shock.
"It's the Nantianmen!" Mullin nodded, "Although I have never seen the words on the plaque, I somehow understand its meaning."
Upon hearing this, Ning Daoxuan suddenly stood up.
"Who else have you told this matter?"
Hearing this, Mullin became nervous.
He trembled and said: "Uncle, I only told you one person!
My master is wandering away, unknown to where, Master Zheng’s mountain gate is closed all year round, and the disciples cannot enter through it, so they can only come to you!"