I don’t know whether the change in turbulence is a normal phenomenon, or whether it was caused by Su Zinan’s forcible opening of the Wuwang Palace.
Qin Sangcun was a little cautious.
After crossing the node just now, a different scene appeared in the turbulent flow.
Su Zinan still walked forward, circling around the edge of the turbulent flow, with no clear purpose.
The depth of the ruins should be at the top.
At this moment, Qin Sang felt something in his heart. He looked up and saw a black shadow falling from above. He quickly dodged to avoid it, and in an instant, several turbulent waves passed by him.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a huge boulder.
The boulder was square and square, rolling in the turbulent currents. The light of the runes shone, and it was protected by restrictions, so it was not crushed into powder by the turbulent currents.
Qin Sang noticed that there were colorful patterns on the surface of the boulder. The meaning was unknown. They were obviously carved by humans and were most likely part of some kind of building.
The entire building has fallen apart.
After this boulder flew past, more light spots appeared above it, which were clearly various fragments, spurting out with the turbulent currents like a roaring tsunami.
"hiss……"
Qin Sang took a deep breath and ducked away.
The fragments were very dense, but fortunately Qin Sang was not in the center. But it was still very troublesome. He could dodge at first, but in the end he had to use magic fire to surround himself and force his way out.
In order to prevent Su Zinan from noticing, Qin Sang tried his best to suppress the fluctuations of the demonic fire and almost lost him.
Thanks to his cultivation and magical powers, Qin Sang was unscathed, but others were not so lucky.
Many Nascent Souls came here with some reluctance, but were hit by fragments and fell into pieces on the spot. There were also many who were accidentally injured and retreated.
After a wave of debris was ejected, the secret realm stopped for a while.
It's so chaotic here. Tianmu Die has to keep an eye on Su Zinan's movements and cannot be distracted. Qin Sang can only be alert to the variables deep in the turbulence.
"Won't the entire Wuwang Palace be smashed to pieces? There should be some things preserved inside. Su Zinan is wandering around, why doesn't he go in?"
This thought just flashed through Qin Sang's mind.
After a while, a thought came from Tianmu Die, and Su Zinan and the others changed direction and went upwards.
…
In the front line.
Su Zinan led the way, with Mo Xingdao and Ming Yue Guard guarding on both sides. Behind him were the helpers recruited by Su Zinan, including the master of Weeping Spirit Cave.
Coming to this position, the later stages of Nascent Soul are far from easy.
Being in turbulent currents, it is extremely difficult to maintain a formation. If you are not careful, you will be scattered.
The master of Weeping Spirit Cave remained silent and observed Su Zinan secretly.
When the debris flew past, he sensed the movement behind him, turned around and took a look, exclaiming: "Fortunately, fellow Taoist Su led the way and did not rush in recklessly, thus avoiding this round of impact. I heard that the Eight Views and Ganlu Temple were destroyed in those days.
The wave was washed away. They should have asked fellow Taoist Su to be their guide, and they would not have suffered such a huge loss."
Su Zinan said calmly: "The cave master has given you too much praise. Su also inquired about the situation last time, learned from past mistakes, and made a plan."
The master of Weiling Cave nodded slightly, but he didn't believe it at all.
Last time, he was the one who experienced it.
After Ganlu Zenyuan and Bajingjing broke in, it took a while before the debris spewed out.
The ruins are full of chaos, and based on the last time alone, it is impossible to deduce the pattern.
Unless Su Zinan knew something before.
Su Zinan stopped talking after replying.
With his back to everyone, he looked a little gloomy.
It's just that Demon Lu didn't explain it clearly back then, and Su Zinan didn't dare to ask in detail.
The power of the turbulence in the Wuwang Palace ruins far exceeded Su Zinan's expectations and was stronger than the last time it was opened.
Even if all these helpers try their best, he will never reach the place and must give up a goal.
As everyone knows, there are certain regular changes in the secret realm.
When the power of the turbulent flow reaches its weakest, the secret realm signpost is stable and the connection with the outside world is clearest. During this period, it is relatively easy to find. The last time the Eight Views and Ganlu Temple opened the secret realm, it was at this time.
A reincarnation lasts for hundreds of years. If you miss the opportunity, it will become more difficult to find the secret place.
Because of this, after the last ruins disappeared, countless monks came to the Chinan Island Chain, but found nothing.
Now that Su Zinan has opened the secret realm, he is bound to encounter stronger turbulence.
They were far from touching the core of the ruins, and they were already overwhelmed at the periphery within the periphery.
If nothing else, they probably won't be able to get through this turbulent flow and will be forced to go back home.
You can imagine how dangerous it is inside the ruins.
No wonder that when my adoptive father discovered the ruins of Wuwang Palace, he thought twice and did not force his way into the core of the ruins.
Su Zinan sighed secretly, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and glanced at Mo Xingdao with his peripheral vision. On the surface, everything was normal. He pretended to be relaxed and chatted with the master of Weiling Cave, "Su wanted to go to Nanzhou after waiting for something to happen.
I was on a trip to visit some fellow Taoists, and I didn’t expect to meet the cave master here, who happened to ask me something.”
The master of Weeping Spirit Cave was quite surprised, "What's the matter with Fellow Daoist Su, but it doesn't matter if you tell me, I will tell you everything I know."
While observing the changes in the turbulent flow, Su Zinan said: "Ask the cave master about a person. This person's cultivation level is on par with Su's. He is proficient in swordsmanship and is also quite good at controlling fire. He has mastered two strange spiritual fires."
.”
"Great monk! Firebending!"
The master of the Weeping Spirit Cave narrowed his eyes slightly and asked repeatedly, "What kind of fire is he driving?"
Su Zinan sighed softly, "Su has not fought with this person head-on, so he doesn't know anything about it. One is black spiritual fire, almost demonic, and the other is extremely violent and extremely powerful. Su has never seen it before..."
After listening to Su Zinan's description, the eagerness in the eyes of the master of Weeping Spirit Cave dissipated, and he said thoughtfully: "There are many Taoist friends who are proficient in the art of controlling fire in the world of immortality, but they all have traces to follow. I really can't figure out where.
There is one person who can cultivate this kind of spiritual fire on his own. Since this person is a great monk, even if he is far away in the Western Desert and overseas, he cannot be unknown! I wonder what his origin is, and why he offended fellow Taoist Su?"
"One of Su's elders was harmed by this person, and he has a sworn hatred with him!"
Su Zinan's tone was fierce and murderous.
"To be honest with the cave master, Su has been conducting secret investigations in Beihuang and Zhongzhou for many years, but has found nothing so far. This person seems to have jumped out of the cracks in the rocks. You and I both know that this kind of magical power cannot be achieved overnight, and it will definitely leave traces. Su
I firmly believe that this person will be found sooner or later."
The master of the Weeping Spirit Cave was slightly startled, with a look of shock flashing in his eyes, "Is that elder, fellow Daoist Su, Mr. Wu?"
In Luye, there are only a handful of people who are qualified to be called elders by Su Zinan.
Unless there are special circumstances, it is impossible for Lu Laomo to be murdered by a mere Nascent Soul.
Su Zinan exclaimed: "The cave master also has a relationship with Mr. Wu?"
"I've heard of this great name for a long time, but it's a pity that it's just one side."
The Master of Weeping Spirit Cave's eyes flickered, he lowered his head slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he asked, "I heard that Mr. Wu followed Senior Lu from the golden elixir stage and was highly regarded by Senior Lu. Mr. Wu was harmed by Xiao Xiao, why didn't Senior Lu personally do it?
Avenging Wu Lao? No matter how powerful that person is, he can never escape."
"The foster father is temporarily unable to take action."
Su Zinan was silent for a while, deliberately vague.
The master of Weeping Spirit Cave was relieved and stopped asking further questions. He returned to the previous question, "In my opinion, it is really unreasonable for a great monk to pop up out of thin air, unless this person deliberately hides his true identity. But this person
His fire control skills are so powerful that Wu Lao is no match for him. If this is not his fundamental magical power, it would be too scary! Has Fellow Daoist Su ever thought that he might be a person from outside the world?"
"Outland?"
Su Zinan was stunned for a moment, with a thoughtful look on his face.
The outer realm that the master of Weeping Spirit Cave refers to is not places like the Western Desert, Northern Wasteland, and East China Sea, but other realms protected by barriers outside of Zhongzhou and in the storm zone.
Zhongzhou is not the only one in this world!
The master of the Weeping Spirit Cave said, "Aside from Zhongzhou, there are other realms of cultivating immortals that have been blocked by the storm belt and have lost contact. However, for countless years, some legends have been circulated. It is said that the monks who transform gods can trigger the secrets of heaven, and in the storm
It directly refines the chaotic vitality of heaven and earth, and is subject to less restrictions. It can be accessed by everyone in the world. I think the storm belt is not a threat to Senior Lu. I have only heard of one Xitu, and I am short-sighted. I dare not show off in front of fellow Taoist Su."
After saying that, the master of Weeping Ling Cave looked at Su Zinan expectantly, wanting to confirm this from him.
Su Zinan pondered for a while and then said: "Thank you, cave master, for reminding me! My adoptive father once mentioned that the Western Land is real, and there are other realms around Zhongzhou, and there is more than just the Western Land."
The two of them talked without avoiding others.
The master of Weeping Spirit Cave was not surprised.
Others, especially monks like Mo Xingdao who were not well-born, were surprised and happy when they heard the words, and were very excited to learn the secret.
Although I had heard it before, I dismissed it as a rumor, but this was the first time I heard it confirmed by Su Zinan, the successor of the Transformation God!
"Can we go to Xitu?"
"Senior Lu, have you ever been to Xitu in person?"
"Where is Xitu?"
…
Everyone kept asking questions.
Su Zinan did not hide anything, "Have you fellow Taoists ever been to the west of the Western Desert? Outside the barrier there is not the sea, but the torn land, with rolling magma, boundless. In ancient times, the complete land was extremely vast, exceeding
As we imagined, the Western Land is at the other end of this land. Regardless of rumors or what my adoptive father saw with his own eyes, Zhongzhou is a holy land for spiritual practice and is incomparable to other places. You don’t have to abandon the basics and chase the last. The adoptive father didn’t say much, he only mentioned it
The western land is far smaller and poorer than the central state, and that is the world of Buddhism."
After a pause, Su Zinan continued: "When we go to the Western Land, magma is everywhere, and it is very easy to lose our way. Unless there are other ways, we can't cross it without transforming into gods. We can be sure that Ganlu Chanyuan and Zen Master Huiguang definitely know about the Western Land. As for the Western Land Buddhism and Zhongzhou
Whether there is any connection with Buddhism is unknown."
It took everyone a while to digest these contents, and someone continued to ask, "The reason why Ganlu Temple has been able to prosper so long is because it occupies the resources of the two regions. I wonder if there are any eminent monks from the Western Buddhism who have been attracted by them."
The master of Weeping Spirit Cave interjected: "Everyone, think back carefully. Among those Buddhist monks who were unknown to anyone and suddenly became famous, maybe some of them came from the West."
"Besides the Western Land, how many other places has Senior Lu visited? How big is this world?"
Asking questions is the way to remain silent.
After entering the turbulence, Mo Xingdao spoke for the first time.
Su Zinan glanced at him and said, "My foster father only visited the Western Land and returned disappointed. There are rumors that there is a similar place to the north of Zhongzhou, which is even further away than the Western Land. Don't think that the cultivator of the God Transformation is omnipotent. After entering the storm zone,
, the adoptive father should also be careful and will not travel far away easily..."
"There is another reason. Transformation into gods is not the end of the road. Heavenly calamity hangs like a sword. If you don't advance, you will die. The monks who transform into gods don't dare to relax even a little bit. They must practice hard in seclusion," the master of Weeping Spirit Cave sighed, and there was something in his words.
Everyone looked sideways, this man seemed to know a lot of things.
At this time.
There was a loud roar from above, interrupting everyone's conversation.
The gray turbulence condensed into patches of gray clouds, covering the sky and falling down, with only some narrow gaps in the middle.
"careful!"
Su Zinan shouted, raised his hands, palms facing each other, the veins in his arms popped out, and the meridians were dyed black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and became entangled in the skin, which was very strange.
In the end, Su Zinan's five fingers turned black, and a black light appeared in the palm of his hand. Astonishing power was running inside, and the roaring sound even overwhelmed the sound of the turbulent current.
The light group was facing the gap between the two gray clouds.
Before the force was released, the edge of the gray cloud began to vibrate and was impacted, showing the power of the force.
Su Zinan saw the right opportunity, shook his arms, and the black light turned into a black dragon with majestic horns. It roared out and rushed into the gray clouds in the blink of an eye.
'boom!'
The force exploded, forming a vortex between the gray clouds. When it came into contact with the edge of the gray clouds, the gray clouds were torn and swallowed, and the gaps expanded.
"quick!"
Su Zinan rushed upward.
Others also used magic weapons and supernatural powers to help them and successfully passed through the gray clouds.
After being safe, the master of the Weeping Spirit Cave praised, "What a dragon-slaying demonic power, it really lives up to its reputation!"
Su Zinan finished his work and looked at the master of Qiling Cave, "This is not the place for detailed discussions. After leaving Wuwang Hall, Su will visit again."
“It’s a deal!”
The master of Weeping Spirit Cave nodded happily, "I also have something to discuss, and I am planning to invite fellow Taoist Su to be my guest."
Su Zinan's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he nodded slightly.
…
rear.
Qin Sang found it increasingly difficult to follow him.
He couldn't blatantly follow behind, and he had to resist the impact of the turbulence alone and was exhausted.
After tracking up to this point, Qin Sang had already begun to retreat.
There are many experts around Su Zinan, and they know this place better than him, so they have the right time, place and people.
In addition, as they continued upward, the power of the turbulent flow increased too quickly. Qin Sang judged that unless Su Zinan had some other options, he would not be able to go very far.
After thinking for a while, Qin Sang decided to wait and see.
Less than one stick of incense was gone.
Qin Sang suddenly heard a loud thunder-like sound coming from high in the sky.
Hearing something strange, Qin Sang was secretly frightened, and hurriedly ordered Tianmu Butterfly to find the sound, and saw a gray tide appearing in the depths of the void.
It was very gray there.
All the turbulent currents along the way were defeated and one after another was involved.
The great tide comes from the sky and sweeps everything!
"Rumble..."
The heaven and earth shook.
The monks who entered the secret realm all had the illusion that the place was about to collapse.
Under the strong tide, Su Zinan and others looked so insignificant. They glanced blankly above and made a quick decision.
