Although I knew it wouldn't be too long before it turned on, I didn't expect it to be so sudden.
As the ink scroll was completely opened, a stream of fresh air suddenly poured out from it. All of a sudden, the fire particles that had been accumulated in the Flame Mountain for thousands of years were washed away. The extremely hot magma actually
It was extinguished and cooled rapidly, turning into black soil.
Not only that, a large amount of fresh air rushed into the sky, intersecting with the thick clouds high in the sky that could not even let a ray of light escape.
Suddenly, thunder shook and sweet rain poured down.
This rain is extraordinary.
It has a strong sense of spring. The moment it hits the ground, you can see strange flowers rippling and vegetation growing wildly.
In an instant, hundreds of miles around turned into a sea of flowers and green grass.
The heavy rain continued to fall, actually tearing apart the thick clouds, and the sunshine, along with the falling rain, suddenly lit up the center of the Flame Mountain.
The rain and dew were illuminated by the morning sun, and a strange rainbow filled the sky for a while, and the seven-colored light turned into a cloud of clouds and draped over the land.
Thin mist color, white lighting.
This dark, dull, hell-like scorched earth is actually like a new wonderland, so dazzling and breathtaking in its beauty.
Facing this scene, both local monks from Lizhou and people from other states had a look of shock on their faces, as they were shocked by the scenery in front of them.
It's not that they haven't seen the wonders. Some of them even live in the Cloud and Mist Fairy Palace and have long been accustomed to the beautiful scenery. It's just that this instant change is too amazing. It's just blown out of that special cave.
A wisp of breath actually caused such a change.
It’s so amazing on the outside, but what will it be like on the inside?
For a moment, even the immortals couldn't help but feel shocked. This cave was far more magical than they imagined. The wonders seen on the ink scroll were probably only part of it, and more things had not been revealed yet.
Breathing became heavier.
Countless golden elixir monks' eyes were shining with excitement.
As monks, they understand too well what it means to be a place of creation. Countless people have always envied practitioners who can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and can turn over mountains and seas. However, only practitioners know that the so-called practice is to enter the place that cannot be
Looking back at the boundless sea of suffering, if you don't reach the other shore, you can only float alone on that vast ocean, watching helplessly as the ships under your feet rot and collapse.
Why do some people lose their morale once their cultivation becomes hopeless? And they choose to escape into the devil's path?
Because I can’t stand the emptiness of my ‘Tao heart’ and my unclear ‘future’.
This is a boat sailing against the current, and there is a pair of invisible hands holding the throat tightly. There is no way to retreat, and there is no way to retreat.
Therefore, once you find that there is a place where you can break through, and there is a treasure that allows you to break through, even if there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood ahead, you will move forward without hesitation.
It's not that they don't know how dangerous the front is, but that outsiders don't understand how difficult their lives will be if they don't go to the front.
In an instant, the stream of light leaped up, and hundreds of golden elixir monks, including the early stage and even Yin Shen, did not need to shout or order at all. They spontaneously rushed towards the ink scroll, wanting to enter it and get a chance.
At this moment, almost only a few top sects from Lizhou and those elite sects from other states were still standing.
It’s not that they are not excited or eager, it’s just that their path is wider and wider, and the urgency in their hearts is not that strong.
The fastest one is undoubtedly Yangshen.
A Yang Shen casual cultivator rushed to the scroll almost immediately and wanted to enter.
The next second, a terrifying scene appeared.
I saw the Yang God, who had just entered the ink painting, and he let out a shrill wail, and the person started to burn, not the body, but the soul. The Yang God, who was as bright as the sun, was directly ignited and burned in the blink of an eye.
The skin and flesh were torn open, and the texture of the scriptures was ignited, but within a moment, the huge soul was directly burned to ashes.
The soul was destroyed, and the fate of the physical body can be imagined. He plunged headlong, passed through the scroll, and fell straight into the sea of flowers below.
He is dead!
"master!"
"father!"
"uncle!!!"
Immediately, a cry of mourning rang out. It was the descendant of the dead Yang God. Facing this sudden change, his expression changed drastically for a moment, and his eyes were full of panic.
hiss.!
Taking in a breath of cold air, the monks who were attracted by the great opportunity and rushed towards the scroll were like a basin of cold water being poured on their heads. Their forward steps immediately seemed to have taken root and rooted themselves in place.
How could this happen?
Just when everyone was in shock, there was also an unlucky person who rushed too fast and too impatiently. Even if he wanted to apply the brakes, it was too late and he plunged headlong into the ink scroll.
An even weirder situation has arisen. Most of these people are in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, and there are also several Yin Shen cultivation levels.
However, what happened to Yang Shen did not happen again to them. As they came into contact with the scroll, their figures disappeared directly, and the people appeared in the painting and walked in.
this??
"The Yang God can't enter?" Faced with this result, someone quickly realized it.
Immediately, the Jin Dan Initial Stage, which had stopped, and Yin Shen's speed exploded again, without any hesitation at all, they rushed in.
After a while, nearly 600 golden elixirs, and even foundation-building casual cultivators, disappeared directly into the ink scroll, leaving only a few golden elixirs standing in place.
They are all Yang gods!
Facing this result, those Yang gods looked sad and angry, with resentment on their faces.
Why? Why not let them in?
Several Yang gods stared intently at the monks who were able to rush in. At this moment, hatred and viciousness appeared in their eyes.
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"The rhythm is completely disrupted!"
The Brahma Sect Immortal took a deep breath, there was nothing he could do, the cave opened too suddenly, and the node was just stuck when the genius from outside the state came over.
Because they were afraid of each other, the sects in Lizhou had no time to adjust and control.
Although the top sects have immortals, suppressing the golden elixir is not a big problem.
But there are also many immortals in other states. Once they take action, if something is done there, it will only become more chaotic.
“Let’s talk after we go in first!”
The Brahma Sect Immortal glanced at the Ran Dao Sect Immortal next to him and made a quick decision.
Now that it has become like this, we can only rely on our own abilities. Go in and sweep first, collect the treasures that are easy to get, and then talk about other things after only the hard bones are left.
This kind of spiritual world is very familiar to the top sects. They have it in their own families, big or small, and they know the situation inside very well.
The more precious something is, the more difficult it is to obtain it.
For example, the treasures that appear on the painting seem to be there, and you can get them as long as you go there. But when you actually go in, you will find that none of them are easy to get along with.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s medicine or exercises.
These strange things are born from the spiritual world, and their spirituality is extremely amazing. They may be great medicines, and getting one of them is an amazing blessing, but who eats whom? It is not necessarily true.
The spiritual world is the transformation of the immortal spirit of a powerful person after death, and usually such powerful people have an extremely long lifespan, even as long as heaven.
Therefore, there is no such thing as a normal death for a powerful person, and 99% of it is basically a violent death.
In this way of death, what would be the last thought of the Mighty One during his lifetime? It would definitely not be happy or joyful.
As long as there is a trace of hatred and unwillingness before death, his spiritual world is destined not to be a paradise.
Unless someone strong goes in to clean and 'process' it, otherwise, the danger will only exceed imagination.
As a wild and newly opened spiritual world, if you can get out half of the time alive, it can be said to be a 'good' world, and its owner did not have much resentment during his lifetime.
Soon, the disciples of the top sects took action, planning to go in to collect medicines and clean up the easily accessible treasures first.
After all, so many casual cultivators have gone in. It’s too late, and God knows if there are any left.
Huh? Do you think we can just grab it?
Please, do you really think others are fools? Why don't you look for them while eating? Those are monks, and their absorption and digestion are not comparable to ordinary people. If they cooperate with each other to break through the level, the digestion will only be faster.
As long as you don't aim for big medicines and arrive late, basically the grassroots won't stay for you.
Brahma Sect, Randao Sect, Feiyan Sect, Tianhuo Sect, and disciples from Lizhou sects entered one after another. Of course, the same happened in other states. There were three sects and five uniques in Qianzhou, three mountains and one palace in Kunzhou, and no trace of Xunzhou.
There were also disciples from the Zhenzhou Shenxiao Sect who flew out and entered the ink scroll.
After a while, out of more than a thousand Jindan monks, only less than a hundred were left.
The rest are basically immortals or Yang gods.
Well, by the way, Li Su also went in. He was sent by Su Xue to the place where the Qingluan Sect disciples gathered, and he entered with the large army.
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Ink painting!
It's like being in a fairyland, with exotic flowers and grasses blooming all over the mountains and plains, and the rainbow light is like a bridge, erecting thousands of colorful lights.
The clouds and mist are lingering, and the clear air is rising into the sky.
Among the mountains, traces of great medicine can be seen, and there are flying chapters.
Suddenly, there was a scream!
But I saw a Yin Shenfa running away wildly, and the next moment, a rattan rose into the sky, with golden light flowing all over its body, and the texture of the Tao was shining, and it was attached to the surroundings in regular patterns.
With a snap, the Yin Shen was cut into two pieces and his body was cut off.
Immediately, the cane turned around and stabbed directly into Yin Shen's head, and something like a baby was tied up and pulled out.
That was the spirit of Yin Shen, caught by the rattan.
Yuan Shen struggled crazily, the Tao texture on his body kept shining, trying to break free from the restraints.
However, the rattan directly grew a mouth, binding it tightly and biting at the same time. In a short while, Yin Shen's soul was completely eaten away. His physical body was not left behind. At the moment when he was about to fall to the ground,
It was rolled up again by the cane, and the two body parts were dragged towards a mountain stream, and quickly disappeared.
In just a few seconds, nothing was left in that place except a dazzling scarlet. In fact, that bright red only existed for a moment before disappearing silently.
Soon, more wailing sounds were heard, and people were moving around. However, not long after, the wailing sounds suddenly stopped, and this fairyland-like world returned to its original tranquility.
Um.!
This is indeed an unprecedented treasure land of opportunity, but it is really not certain who is the treasure, who is the medicine, who is the opportunity, and who takes it.