After the three of them met, they rushed directly to the land of Beiming without making any further stops.

The group of people used their magic power to tear apart the space, and took a break in the middle. It only took them a few days to reach the land of Beiming.

The ancient Arctic, unlike the rich east, the hot south, and the barren west, is a bitter and cold land.

Looking around, you can see the white snow, the ice and snow, and the icebergs hundreds of millions of feet high, piercing the sky and the earth.

Countless cold air pours down from the iceberg, freezing everything. This cold air is not an ordinary cold air, but the cold air formed by the mysterious ice that has existed in the land of Beiming for hundreds of millions of years.

Ordinary immortals and true immortal monks can only survive by using magic power to protect their bodies all the time.

Only those who have reached the levels of Xuanxian and Jinxian can resist this terrifying Beiming cold energy with the power of the physical body.

At this time, endless cold air blew in, blowing across the heaven and earth, making everything feel cold and lonely.

Chen Xuanji and Jin Ao are both Daluo Immortals, and the remaining Guiling Holy Mother also has the cultivation of Taiyi Immortal.

But looking at such a scene, there is still a chill growing in my heart.

In the ice and snow, countless monks can be vaguely seen, riding the stream of light and escaping into the depths of the North Dark.

Deep in the North Underworld is the North Underworld Sea. The ancestor of the Black Tortoise was unable to transform due to his huge size, so he stayed in the North Underworld Sea.

Our Lady of the Turtle Spirit looked at the billions of icebergs covered with white snow and said somewhat happily.

"The bitter cold in Beiming is not a good place to practice. If I had not relied on my great perseverance to come to the east and become a disciple of my master, I would still be practicing in a place like this today."

Jin Ao, who was on Guiling's side, also had a flash of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Back then, when I left Beiming, Beiming was like this. After countless years, it still hasn't changed."

Chen Xuanji smiled slightly and interrupted their thoughts.

"Let's go quickly. The ancestor's birthday is coming soon. Let's go there as soon as possible. Don't waste time."

"Same."

Jin Ao, Holy Mother Turtle Spirit nodded, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards the Sea of ​​Beiming.

As the group approached the Sea of ​​Beiming, it became more and more lively.

Thousands of Turtle Clan monks have already gathered on the Sea of ​​Beiming.

There are some strong and weak among these Turtle Clan monks. The weak ones have low-end Celestial Immortal and Mysterious Immortal cultivations.

Strong, but also in the realm of Da Luo, they are all the descendants of black turtles that have reproduced for hundreds of millions of years.

Jin Ao, Holy Mother Guiling, and Chen Xuanji were also among them, waiting for the birthday banquet to begin.

I don't know how long it took, but Jin Ao's expression changed and he said softly, "The Beiming Sea is shaking, and the ancestor is coming out."

I heard Jin Ao's voice fall, and huge waves slowly rose up in the sea of ​​Beiming. Everyone felt that the ground under their feet was shaking, and then, a huge and ferocious head slowly emerged from the water.

Then, the earth shook more violently, and behind the head, another island slowly emerged from the water.

It is said to be an island, but it is almost the same as a piece of land, stretching from left to right for millions of miles.

The island is smooth and warm, with mysterious runes engraved on it. Just by looking at it, you can feel a strong Tao Yun rushing towards you. This island is actually the shell of a black turtle!

Seeing this scene, although Chen Xuanji was prepared, he was still secretly frightened.

The Black Tortoise of the North Ming Dynasty, with its innate Dao body alone, stretches for millions of miles. How terrifying should its magical power and Dao behavior be?

Chen Xuanji has met the ancestor shaman of the Wu clan, Zhen Yuanzi, and the ancestor of the Blood Sea Styx. He compared them with this mysterious turtle, but they were still far behind this mysterious turtle.

"This mysterious turtle's Taoism is unfathomable. It surpasses the River Styx, Zhen Yuanzi, and the Queen Mother of the West. Looking at the prehistoric times, apart from the Six Saints, I am afraid that only Donghuang Taiyi, who has broken through to the Sub-Saint, can compare with it."<

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As the black turtle showed its true body, countless turtle clans looked excited and bowed to the black turtle one after another.

"I have met the ancestor, and I sincerely wish the ancestor to be immortal and live forever."

"Everyone, get up!"

The black turtle opened his mouth slightly, and even though he tried his best to suppress it, the sound still spread throughout the world like thunder shaking.

Xuanguizi has hundreds of millions of descendants. Over the past billions of years, many beings have been born.

There are more than ten Daluo Immortals alone, and there are thousands of Taiyi Immortals and Jin Immortals.

As for those under the Golden Immortal, they are like stars in chaos, immeasurable.

After countless turtle tribes have paid their birthdays, the next step is to offer birthday gifts.

Birthday gifts are not something anyone can give. Only Daluo monks who are above Taiyi are qualified to give them.

A dozen great Luo Immortals presented birthday gifts in turn, all of which were treasures that were hard to find in the ancient world.

Jin Ao is a Da Luo Immortal, so he is no exception. He also went up to offer birthday gifts. What he presented was a saint's handwriting that he spent a lot of contribution points to redeem from the Contribution Pavilion.

The saint's handwriting is written by the saint himself. Every line contains the saint's way and is infinitely mysterious.

It has an indescribable and mysterious effect on Da Luo Immortals and Quasi Saints.

As soon as this treasure came out, it immediately surpassed the birthday gifts brought by other great Luo Immortals and shocked countless people.

The cultivators also knew that this golden turtle had great luck, and by chance, he actually became a disciple of the saint and became the guardian beast.

At this time, Jin Ao actually took out the saint's handwriting, with nothing but boundless envy on his face.

Xuangui has lived for hundreds of millions of years and has never seen any treasures. He only accepted the birthday gifts in the past hastily.

After seeing this sage's handwriting, he was greatly amazed and put it away as if it were a treasure.

A saint transcends the long river of time, is immortal, endures countless calamities, remains untainted by cause and effect, coexists with heaven, and exists forever with the Tao. The handwriting of a saint has supreme and mysterious power.

I am restricted by the way of heaven and trapped in the Northern Sea of ​​Hell, with little freedom.

After getting the saint's handwriting and understanding it, you may have a chance to break the shackles of heaven's way.

Xuangui was in a good mood after receiving the saint's treasure, and immediately praised Jin Ao a few words.

As for Chen Xuanji, he kept his aura on the side and did not reveal his true identity.

He didn't come here to celebrate Xuan Turtle's birthday. Exposing his identity would only cause more trouble.

After the birthday gift, the next step is the birthday banquet.

Under the auspices of a turtle monk from the Great Luo Perfection, the Black Turtle Birthday Banquet officially begins!

On the Beiming Sea, there was a flash of light, and countless tables and stools appeared on it. Countless fairy wines, delicacies, and elixirs were placed on them for free. For a time, the wine was fragrant and the food was delicious. The entire land of Beiming,

There is a fragrance everywhere.

This Beiming feast lasted for three days and three nights before it ended.

After the birthday banquet, countless turtle clan monks said goodbye to the black turtle, and turned into a stream of light and flew away to Beimingwai.

A Turtle Tribe with the level of Daluoxian invited Jin Ao to go with him, but Jin Ao refused, saying that he still had some things to do in Beiming.

In just half a day, the land of Beiming has returned to its deserted and lonely past. Only the trace of fairy wine and delicacies left in the void have not dissipated, telling the story of the fairy banquet that just dispersed not long ago.

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As everyone left, Chen Xuanji also asked Jin Ao and the Turtle Spirit Mother to leave temporarily, and said that he had something important to discuss with Xuan Gui.

Jin Ao and the Holy Mother Turtle Spirit left as instructed, and for a while, only Chen Xuanji and Xuan Gui were left in the vast Bei Minghai.

The black turtle was huge and did not notice Chen Xuanji who was hiding his aura.

Looking at Bei Ming who had regained his coolness, he sighed. Just as he was about to fall back into sleep again, he was stopped by a voice next to him.

"Ancestor of the Black Turtle, why are you in such a hurry to go to bed? Beiming, there are still guests to entertain."

Chen Xuanji smiled slightly and no longer suppressed the aura on his body. Dao Yun at the level of Da Luo Jinxian surged out in a mighty force, sweeping across the entire Beiming Sea.

The aura of Daluo Jinxian suddenly startled the black turtle who was about to fall asleep.

Then, his eyes that seemed to be substantial fell on Chen Xuanji.

He thought for a while and then said in a deep voice, "I remember that you came here with Jin Ao and Gui Ling and asked, what are your intentions in coming to Beiming?"

"I am a senior brother from the Shangqing lineage, and I am a direct descendant of Saint Tongtian."

Chen Xuanji's silent aura exuded an extremely pure pure aura.

It comes from the same source as Jin Ao and the breath of the Turtle Spirit Mother.

As a sub-sage level soul, Xuangui felt the breath carefully. After confirming that it was correct, the coldness on his face reduced a bit and said.

"It turns out that he is a disciple of the saint. What's the matter with coming to Beiminghai?"

Chen Xuanji shook his head and directly expressed his intention, "I have no other intention of coming here. I just came to help fellow Taoist escape from the difficulties and leave Beiminghai."

"Help me get out of trouble? Leave Beiminghai?"

Xuangui was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard some joke, he couldn't help laughing.

"You are a great Luo Immortal, but you dare to speak arrogant words. Not to mention you, even if your master, Saint Tongtian, comes in person, I am afraid that he may not be able to do this."

"That's not necessarily true. What if I can really do it?"

Chen Xuanji looked very calm.
To be continued...