Guan Xingxiu was talking eloquently in the flying boat. He was a little jerky at first, but the more he talked, the more confident he became. It was as if what he understood was the natural principle in the sea of ​​stars.

"The Law of the Star Sea can almost be regarded as the superior replacement of the Xuanhuang Law. Therefore, the key to our breakthrough is to find the [Way of the Star Sea] corresponding to the way we cultivate in this dead sea of ​​stars. You can achieve the Harmony,

I believe that the qualifications are not too weak. As long as you get rid of the fear of the sea of ​​stars in your heart, and instead hold a normal mind, just like in the Xuanhuang Realm, calmly comprehend, I believe that it will not be too difficult to achieve this."

Guan Xingxiu introduced in detail how he sensed his own way of the sea of ​​stars. When he talked about rising, a horrified voice suddenly interrupted him.

It was Zi Mu among the survivors: "Lao Guan, what if... I mean if, in the sea of ​​​​stars, the path of correspondence that I have cultivated no longer exists, what should I do?"

Zimu stared at Guan Xingxiu closely: "Does it mean that the way forward is cut off and there is no way to go further?"

Guan Xingxiu remained silent.

The other Hedao people at the scene also had different expressions after hearing this.

Some were pale, while others were overjoyed.

Because they also discovered that, perhaps due to the various disasters that destroyed the fairy world in the past, the laws of the sea of ​​stars were broken and incomplete.

It's not that they don't have enough qualifications and can't sense the way of the sea of ​​stars they belong to.

But in the sea of ​​stars, this way has disappeared.

"Perhaps, you can try to sense other laws. After all, all roads in the world lead to the same destination." Seeing that some despair began to spread, Guan Xingxiu hurriedly suggested after thinking for a moment.

But he was rebutted mercilessly: "If we were under the Hedao, if we were monks from other worlds, we might still be able to do this. But we Xuanhuang Hedao have already devoured the soul of heaven and earth, and our bodies and laws have become one. Hum,

How easy is it to change to another path?"

"In this case, who among us may have the highest achievements, I'm afraid it must be Brother Lan Yu." Hedao named Qingshuang suddenly said something inexplicably.

The flying boat suddenly fell into silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lan Yu.

Lan Yu himself did not refute this point.

There is no other, because among all the Hedao present, or in the entire Xuanhuang world, he is the most special.

It is the only ancient method that conforms to the Tao.

It is not bound to the principles of Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth, which means that Lan Yu can use any law in this sea of ​​​​annihilation to achieve enlightenment and breakthrough.

"I said, Brother Lan Yu, you haven't shown any signs of breakthrough yet. Isn't it because there are too many choices and you are spoiled for choice?"

"Congratulations in advance to fellow Taoist Lan!"

"Hey! New method! Hey! Heavenly Lord!"

For a moment, everyone had different reactions.

Lan Yu's face was serious, and he was just perfunctory with everyone. But in his heart, he was really a little confused.

Because he did not sense the way of the sea of ​​stars in the void.

"Is it possible that my qualifications are so poor? Or is it that I am too old and have lost all my spirituality?"

Lan Yu was in a daze for a moment.

"Oh, I seem to remember."

"I, Wu Fuqiu, seem to have low qualifications."

Lan Yu was slightly dazed, and his thoughts seemed to have returned to his youth.

At that time, the Immortal Way was prosperous and ten sects were standing tall. He was just one of the countless ordinary monks under the rule of the ten sects. His talents were mediocre and he had few adventures. Originally, the realm of golden elixir should be his limit.

But that day, a moment of curiosity completely changed his fate.

"Fellow Taoist, what happened to such a huge battle in front of us?" Wu Fuqiu looked at the blocked air road ahead, as well as the airships of different styles that were as big as a city flying over his head one after another.

I couldn't help but inquire out of curiosity.

"Shh, keep your voice down. You've disturbed ten sects' [Master Respect Ceremony]. You don't even know how you died."

The silence and awe-filled eyes of others made Wu Fuqiu more and more curious.

After half a day, ten huge parade fleets finally passed, and the airway resumed traffic.

Wu Fuqiu, on the other hand, looked at the direction in which Shi Zong was leaving and was unwilling to leave for a long time.

After some inquiring, he found out that the so-called [Master Respect Ceremony] was a grand ceremony held every hundred years by the ten sects of the Immortal Way to express their gratitude to Master Tiandu for his kindness. All the important figures of the ten sects would attend the ceremony.

Attend.

Wu Fuqiu didn't know who Master Tiandu was.

But the great reputation of the ten immortal sects that rule the world of immortality is as thunderous as Wu Fuqiu's, even though he is just a wandering cultivator in the wilderness.

"The ten sects are already so amazing, how powerful is the great mage who bestows the magic on the ten sects?"

"If you are lucky enough to be appreciated by him..."

Wu Fuqiu's heart was shaken. At the same time, unprecedented ambition suddenly arose in his heart.

After thinking about it again and again, he still couldn't get rid of the evil thoughts that haunted his heart.

Heading towards the legendary Tiandu.

After all the hard work, we arrived outside Tiandu, but all our hopes turned into bubbles in an instant.

There is no shadow in the sky, only a source palace standing on the mountain, looming in the clouds.

And at the foot of the mountain, there were crowds of young monks who, like him, had a little fantasy and traveled across mountains and rivers to seek adventure here.

Wu Fuqiu suddenly became confused.

He knows that Tiandu is the palace of the Great Master. What is this Yuandao Palace?

"You don't even know about Daoyuan Palace? Where did you come from? The source of all dharma and the head of all Dao. Even if you are a direct descendant of the ten sects of Immortal Dao, you must line up obediently when you get here!"

"Think about it carefully! Who is the Archmage? Can ordinary people like you see it easily? If you want to see the Tianyan of the Archmage, you must first enter the Yuandao Palace and pray devoutly. If you can enter the eyes of the Archmage,

, will guide you to Tiandu."

"What, you want to go in too? It's easy to say, if you pay a thousand high-grade spiritual stones, you can go there and queue up!"

Wu Fuqiu was in despair and was squeezed out by the swarming newcomers.

A thousand high-grade spiritual stones are enough to buy a good Nascent Soul Kung Fu. If he could have so many spiritual stones, would he still have to come all the way here for a chance?

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although he is strapped for money, Wu Fuqiu does not intend to leave just like that.

Because he found that there were many people like him who could not afford to go up the mountain.

Wu Fuqiu spent half a month getting acquainted with them and got an important piece of news.

The so-called Yuandao Palace was just built by the Ten Sects later. It has no actual relationship with the real Tiandu.

The real source of the land refers to a large area below Tiandu. However, a large part of the Ten Sect Circle has built the source of the palace.

But it was not done completely, and a place at the foot of the mountain was left.

"The Archmage hasn't appeared in I don't know how many years. I say it's easier to catch the Archmage's eyes on the mountain, but in fact I'm just asking for comfort."

"Yes, the Archmage hangs high in the sky. In his eyes, there is no difference between the mountain and the foot of the mountain."

Curling up and squatting on the ground, Wu Fuqiu also settled at the foot of Daoyuan Palace Mountain.

This stay lasted for twenty years.

Some people came new, some left. Some people died out of regret, and some people were beaten to death because they were resentful and cursed the great mage.

Wu Fuqiu also grew from a young man to a middle-aged man.

He didn't know what it was that allowed him to insist on staying here.

Maybe for a mediocre guy like him, it's the same wherever he goes.

In these years, while he was squatting, he did not neglect his practice. However, without the source of spiritual stones, he could only sit and eat. Although the spiritual energy of the land of Tao source is strong, it cannot help so many people absorbing it at the same time.

Not only is there no progress at all, there are also faint signs of regression.

When things reached this point, Wu Fuqiu accepted his fate and no longer had any unrealistic illusions.

Anyway, he has been an orphan since he was a child, wandering and helpless. After staying at the foot of Yuandao Palace Mountain for more than 20 years, he has long been accustomed to the scenery here. He vaguely regards this place as his hometown in his heart.

Whenever a young man came here full of hope and begged for the great mage's gift, he would smile and say nothing.

It was as if I had seen myself back then.

However, he did not dispel the illusions of these young people.

Because everyone who did this was cleaned up by the people of the ten sects.

However, the mystery of worldly affairs lies in this.

Just when Wu Fuqiu had completely forgotten the gift of the Archmage...

On this day, the sky suddenly burst into colorful light.

Under the Yuandao Palace, thousands of monks were stunned on the spot.

I don’t know who shouted first, the Archmage has appeared!

Then, in a state of extreme excitement and fear, the monks knelt on the ground.

Only Wu Fuqiu stood there blankly because his mind went blank.

"Bold! How dare you disrespect the Archmage!"

A ray of sword light, accompanied by the sound of angry scolding, flew from a distance.

Seeing that Wu Fuqiu was about to lose his head, a blue feather slowly floated down from the sky.

White sword light, first move. Extremely fast.

Blue feathers, falling backwards, swaying, and unusually slow.

However, a strange scene happened. In full view of everyone, the blue feather actually preceded the white sword light and landed on Wu Fuqiu.

The sword light came belatedly, but it did not cut off Wu Fuqiu's head. It just passed through him and killed the three kneeling monks behind him on the spot.

As for Wu Fuqiu himself...
To be continued...