Longhu Mountain, several spiritual mountains fell again, but except for Mount Xumi, which was like gray-white crystal, the other spiritual mountains did not fall into Danxia Lake, but stayed at the outer gate.
Seeing such a scene, the new disciples sighed, as if they had seen some kind of strange scene, while the old disciples smiled lightly, took one look, and then looked back, quietly reciting Huang Ting, watching the Lingshan fall, which is interesting for their own practice.<
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Boom, big waves rolled up, driven by Zhang Chunyi, Xumi Mountain fell into Danxia Lake, side by side with Langtao Mountain. But because of the existence of Black Mountain, over the years, Langtao Mountain, Feilai Peak, and Kongming Mountain were all
I have grown a lot.
Among them, Feilai Peak, the tallest one, is three thousand feet long. Although Lantao Mountain and Kongming Mountain are a little smaller, they are still more than two thousand feet high. In comparison, Mount Xumi, which is only about one thousand feet tall, is much smaller. It looks like
It's like the thumb of a human hand.
After waving the mountain whip to sort out the earth's energy, he confirmed that Mount Sumeru had truly stabilized. After gathering his strength, Zhang Chunyi fell down.
To a certain extent, the Han Cicada King is dead. There is no longer a six-winged Han Cicada in the world, only a six-winged golden cicada. Without the Han Cicada King, the monsters in the Southern Wilderness no longer exist for Zhang Chunyi to worry about, but the little monk's words
This made Zhang Chunyi a little wary of the land of Southern Wilderness, as there seemed to be some unknown power hidden here.
Therefore, Zhang Chunyi gave up the idea of further sweeping the southern wasteland, let the black bear demon lead people to guard the defense line, and worked with other forces to prevent the monster's counterattack, and then returned to Longhu Mountain alone.
As Zhang Chunyi issued an order, all kinds of information related to the past of Nanhuang were continuously sent to Feilai Peak.
"No, not at all. The history recorded in these books can only be traced back to more than a thousand years ago at most. At that time, the Southern Wilderness had already declined."
"The only thing that is more interesting is Fei Yunzi's Travels in Dreams."
Whispering softly in his mouth, Zhang Chunyi held a yellowed book in his hand. This was a travel diary written by a man named Fei Yunzi, which recorded some of his experiences in the Southern Wilderness, but what he wrote
There is a huge gap between the Southern Wilderness and the real Southern Wilderness.
The Southern Wilderness in his works is full of monsters, and there are many monster countries in all directions. There are big monsters who can manipulate the world, swallow the sun and the moon, and are extremely powerful. Compared with reality, it is really full of absurdity.
"Either this person is a madman or he has mastered some kind of unique magical power. For example, the famous magical power of Meng Dao, Meng Hui Eternal, has the ability to dream back to the past with the help of objects. Unfortunately, what I have in my hand is only a manuscript. It is difficult to determine the authenticity.
False."
"If the situation recorded in this book is true, then there might really be a Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the Southern Wilderness in the past, which could lead thousands of demons, and there could be as many giant demons as clouds inside."
Looking through the travel notes in his hand, Zhang Chunyi seemed to have seen a time when monsters flourished.
"But there is no Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the Southern Wilderness now. Of course, if it is true as Fei Yunzi said, it was a time when monsters flourished, then this so-called Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is likely to be something similar to the Cave Heaven Blessed Land."<
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After reading it again and closing the book, Zhang Chunyi's thoughts kept turning. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of what he had seen and heard in the Dan Valley, one of the ten places.
The time for the spiritual power to fade away is very long, measured in tens of thousands of years. It is precisely because of this that both the immortal and demonic realms in the Taixuan Realm suffered heavy losses. From then on, there was no immortal or emperor in the world.
But the facts are not absolute. There are always exceptions in some places. For example, one of the ten places is the Alchemy Valley, where the Demon King is suspected to exist. And if the Ten Thousand Demons Valley is a place similar to the Alchemy Valley, then it may not be able to hide.
, avoided this disaster through some means, and there may still be demon emperors and above among them.
If this is really the case, then it is easy to understand what the little monk Shan Yuan said. When the spiritual machine of heaven and earth returns, it may not only be the spiritual machine that returns, but also these immortals and emperors who have disappeared.
"If a monster can use this method to avoid the Taoist calamity, then how can it become an immortal?"
"It is rumored that immortals can evolve into blessed lands, and blessed lands are self-contained. Can they use this to avoid Taoist tribulations? Even if blessed lands are not possible, then they can become caves?"
His thoughts further diverged, and at this moment, Zhang Chunyi's expression changed subtly.
After a long time, Zhang Chunyi let out a sigh and put down the travel diary in his hand.
Although there is no substantial evidence, judging from his experience and some clues, his guess is quite possible.
"The immortals and emperors disappeared due to the inspiration of heaven and earth, and they will also return due to the inspiration of heaven and earth."
"About thirty years ago, there was a significant recovery in the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and then it continued to rise. However, there is still a big gap between the current Taixuan Realm and the Alchemy Valley."
After carefully recalling the situation in the Dan Valley, Zhang Chunyi was thoughtful.
"If it rises steadily according to the current trend, it will take at least hundreds of years for Taixuan Realm to catch up with Dangu, and it may even take longer."
"Perhaps only at this level can those immortals and emperors really stay in this world, but the premise of all this is that there are no sudden changes in the process, otherwise this time may be greatly shortened."
Coming to an inaccurate conclusion, Zhang Chunyi felt a little more at ease, but he also felt a strong sense of urgency.
Hundreds or even thousands of years seem to be a long time, but the farther back the monks go, the weaker their sense of time becomes. A Yang Shen Taoist has at least a thousand years of life. If he practices successfully, he can survive nine calamities and enter the world.
In the realm of pure Yang, coupled with the help of life-extending elixirs, it is not impossible to live for three thousand years.
Looking at it this way, hundreds or thousands of years are actually not that long.
"Time waits for me not, I need to complete the Taoist inheritance of Taishang Longhu Temple as soon as possible, and then look for opportunities to become a Yangshen."
Thoughts arose in his mind and he put aside all kinds of distracting thoughts. Zhang Chun stepped into the Huangting Blessed Land and started his practice again.
On the other side, in the Cicada Valley deep in the Southern Wasteland, there was an angry roar, causing the world to change color.
"What happened to the Cicada King? Who took action against it?"
Standing on the altar, the originally rickety body was straight and straight, and the eyes of the plague bat were full of scarlet bloodshot eyes.
About half a month ago, with the help of the altar, it suddenly felt the aura of the Cicada King, but soon the aura faded away, and became weaker and weaker, until now it has completely disappeared.
And during this process, through the connected luck, the Disaster Bat also felt that the breath of the Cicada King had undergone fundamental changes, as if the Cicada King in the past had died, and a monster was completed in the dead body of the Cicada King.
It was reborn, and even its destiny that was originally connected to the Cicada King was cut off.
"Since you don't give me a way to survive, then you can't even think about it."
The murderous intention in his heart was as fierce as ever, and he spread his already shrunken wings, and the Disaster Bat soared into the sky, flying directly to his home base of Five Bat Mountain.
Because of the special nature of its own magical power, its path of cultivation can be full of disasters, and the possibility of becoming a demon king in the future is very slim. Later, it understood some of the true meaning of luck, and chose to serve the Cicada King as its main body, using the Cicada King's luck to protect itself.
After that, his path of cultivation became much smoother.
If the Cicada King can achieve great success in the future, then it may be able to take advantage of the opportunity and break through the Demon King. It is precisely because of this that it has been loyal to the Cicada King in the past long years and has never had any second thoughts.
Because to a certain extent, it and the Cicada King are one, but now that the Cicada King is "dead", its only hope of breakthrough has been ended.
Even without the protection of the Cicada King's luck, the disasters it has accumulated in the past have begun to show up, and its death is approaching.