The red aurora, like a long river, flows on the sky, covering a vast area.
Because the light is flowing, it is scattered unevenly, so it appears on the muddy ground, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.
Not only is there silt inside the spiritual mine, but even the world outside the deep pit of the spiritual mine is still dominated by silt.
Xu Qing understood this from the memory of the master's servant.
This place is the southern part of the fifth star ring and is in a remote outer area.
A long time ago, there was an ocean here.
That is the primordial sea of the fifth star ring.
Then, with the power of the Immortal Lord, the starry sky of the fifth star ring was filled up, and the same was true of the primitive sea where countless gods lived.
So this became a place where monks could live.
It's just relatively poor.
But there is no heterogeneity.
In the entire fifth star ring, the gods are suppressed, and to a certain extent, it can be said that the gods are forbidden to move.
Therefore, the heterogeneity formed by the breath of the gods that is harmful to the monks will naturally not exist. Instead, under the refining of the gods, the gods are used as nutrients to temper the vitality and transform it into spiritual energy that can be absorbed by the monks.
Walking between heaven and earth at this moment, Xu Qing felt this very strongly.
The hairs all over his body were stretching, and his body instinctively absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, just like the dry land waiting for the spring rain.
And the spiritual energy is endless, although it is not as strong as the spiritual mine, it is still rich.
"This kind of environment does not exist on Wanggu Continent."
Xu Qing murmured, under the instinctive absorption of this spiritual energy, his spiritual thoughts also dispersed. While sensing the heaven and earth, he was also sensing the rules and laws here.
This is the unique ability of Yunshen monks.
Through the rules and regulations here, you can indirectly perceive the world.
In his mind, translucent threads appeared in the world. These threads connected all things, and each one was a rule.
After your cultivation reaches a certain level, you can fluctuate it and control it.
Under Xu Qing's spiritual thoughts, what he focused on checking was the source of these rules and threads...
And soon, Xu Qing's expression became thoughtful, and at the same time, his sense of vigilance grew more and more in his heart.
Because in the process of perceiving the world, he clearly felt that in this vast world, at the source of those rules and laws, there were majestic wills.
"The sources of many rules and laws have been occupied."
Xu Qing withdrew his thoughts and looked up at the sky.
Regarding those powerful wills, he did not directly explore them, but indirectly used rules and laws to sense them.
This is not offensive.
"In addition, the rules and laws of this world seem to be orderly, but underneath, there is an inexplicable chaos..."
Xu Qing pondered and looked in all directions.
Through the feedback of the rules and laws of the world, he felt the blood and killing.
"It seems that this place is not only a place where the weak and the strong prey on the weak, but the degree is probably even more severe."
Xu Qing murmured.
And his feeling was verified one day later.
It was a killing.
On one side is a mighty caravan in the sky.
There were thousands of them, and they used giant rhinoceros-like beasts as means of transportation to transport some goods that were unknown to Xu Qing but obviously could not be stored in the storage space, on the canopy.
From the surrounding aura, you can tell that there are strong people protecting and surrounding you both inside and outside.
Such a caravan is obviously very powerful, and in Xu Qing's opinion, few people would provoke it.
But unfortunately, the killing still happened.
The party that carried out the killing rushed out in the thousands in the sudden roar of the earth, like thieves, and attacked the caravan.
It was extremely tragic, with many deaths, and the shrill voices of the monks, as well as the roars from the giant beasts, echoed continuously.
The smell of blood permeated the surroundings.
In this killing, there were even enslaved divine creatures.
What’s even more surprising is that at the end the caravan was actually joined by gods.
It was a giant eye bound like a slave.
This eye originally had a lot of tentacles, but now most of those tentacles have been cut off, and there are seals inside the eyes.
This is a god of the divine fire realm.
He seems to have become a trump card, like a tool in this killing.
As for the final outcome of this battle, Xu Qing doesn't know.
He was at the end of the sky, watching all this. When he noticed that both sides had a spiritual thought coming towards him, Xu Qing chose to leave.
This killing had nothing to do with him, and he had no intention of getting involved.
And his departure did not go smoothly at first. The two powerful spiritual thoughts approached with a certain degree of hostility. But the moment he approached Xu Qing, a cold light flashed in Xu Qing's eyes, and he unceremoniously turned his spirit away.
The thoughts dispersed outwards.
Sometimes, if you want to avoid trouble, you can't choose to be too low-key.
Letting people know that you are not to be trifled with is the best way to avoid trouble.
This is true whether it is here or in Wanggu.
In the next moment, each other's thoughts touched each other invisible.
In the sky, lightning flashed in an instant, with various colors, rules and laws appeared, and with the rumbling sound, even the weather was strongly changed.
Snow, heavy rain, fell at the same time.
Then...the two divine thoughts converged, obviously fearful, and no longer stopped them.
Xu Qing also had no expression on his face and walked away.
Xu Qing saw things like this three times in the following days.
The repeated killings made Xu Qing feel more about the blood and killings in this world.
"Is it like raising a poison?"
"Use the entire fifth star ring as a field to raise strong men who emerge from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood."
Xu Qing murmured, looking down.
Where he was at this moment, there was a canyon on the ground.
In the canyon, it was clear that a killing had just ended.
Corpses litter the fields, and the aura of death has dispersed the aura, which is extremely rich here.
And inside the corpse, there was a hill piled with flesh and blood, on which sat a young man in black robe cross-legged.
His expression was indifferent, and he was breathing out the dead energy of this place.
The next moment, he opened his eyes, looked up at the sky where Xu Qing was, and spoke lightly.
"This is my spiritual place."
After declaring the ownership of this place, the eyes of the young man in black robe suddenly flashed, and the next moment, outside the valley, a figure also hiding there, with nothingness around it, was forced out.
This was a young girl with a charming appearance. She was about to speak, but it was too late.
A flying sword rushed out from the head of the young man in black robe, with a cold light and sharpness, and went straight towards the woman.
The speed is so fast that it penetrates the center of the eyebrow in an instant.
The girl's corpse fell to the ground, and the flying sword returned, shining with blood in front of the black-robed young man. At the same time, the tip of the sword pointed towards the sky, locking onto Xu Qing.
Xu Qing narrowed his eyes. As for the girl's hiding, he had naturally seen it before. After feeling the hostility of the black-robed young man, Xu Qing did not speak and stepped back and left.
Seeing Xu Qing leave, the young man in black robe had his eyes fixed on the sky and did not dare to relax at all.
It wasn't until after a long time that the young man was sure that the mysterious strong man had really left, that the young man breathed a sigh of relief.
"This man... gives me an extremely dangerous feeling."
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At the same time, on the sky screen, Xu Qing was also recalling the sword strike of the young man in black robe just now.
"Although he is not the master, he is still the God of Yun, but he has authority and is related to death."
"Also, his body doesn't look like a living person."
There was no grudge against each other, so after Xu Qing thought about it for a while, what he felt in his heart was that he valued this fifth star ring monk.
"There are few weak people in this world."
Xu Qing murmured.
"What I saw along the way is exactly what the master's servant said in his memory. There seem to be rules in this fifth star ring, but in fact those rules are called Xiandu, and they are high above."
"And as long as you don't touch it, the rules will actually be filled with danger and chaos."
"In addition, the master's servant is limited by his cultivation, so what he knows is only approximate. Regarding the more detailed things about the fifth star ring, such as the map of the entire territory and more forces, we cannot simply trust his memory."
Xu Qing has a cautious personality, so he naturally knows that he cannot completely believe in soul searching.
If you believe too much in the results of soul searching, then if the other party has a cognitive error, if you don't check it, you will pay the price of the error.
"So, I still have to follow my original plan, find a city, and go there to verify it."
Xu Qing pondered, referring to the memory of the master's servant, and galloped away.
At the same time, Xu Qing was in the southern, core area.
This place is called Daxian Mountain by the monks from the southern part of the Fifth Star Ring.
It is said to be a mountain, but in fact it is an endless mountain range with endless mountains and numerous peaks. The number is probably no less than hundreds of thousands.
The surroundings are filled with white mist all year round, and the figures of immortals can be vaguely seen. Occasionally, when the wind blows and the mist thins slightly, luxurious and beautiful palaces with carved railings and jade can be seen looming.
It gives people a feeling like a fairyland.
As for the fairy aura, it surpasses other areas in the south and ranks first in the entire southern part of the fifth star ring.
At this moment, in the Daxian Mountains, surrounded by countless peaks, in the middle...
There was a silver hall there.
There are tens of thousands of steps on all sides of this hall, so the overall shape is that of a raised palace, as sacred as an altar.
The palace itself is also vast. It is composed of 16,000 immortal green nanmu trees as the main body. It is paved with golden glazed tiles, with towering golden osmanthus trees on both sides, and delicately carved immortal jade railings and platforms. Not to mention
All the carved beams and painted buildings.
There are also celestial jade stone slabs in the square below, as well as one hundred and sixty shining statues, standing in two rows, with magnificent momentum.
At this moment, in this palace filled with thousands of years of splendor, an old man wearing a silver robe sat on the sacred throne.
He was sitting there, obviously looking like an ordinary person, but occasionally a flash of light appeared between his brows, which meant he was looking down on the world.
Down below, singing and dancing are taking place.
The sleeves are fluttering, the bells are ringing and the chimes are ringing, and the music is melodious.
Sandalwood was lit on the platform, and smoke filled the hall, making everything vague and mysterious. When someone came from outside the hall.
The visitor was a middle-aged man, wearing a robe with a cloud pattern. As he walked, it looked like clouds were billowing, showing a good aura, until he passed through singers and dancers, passed through the mist, and arrived under the first seat.
The middle-aged man bowed his head respectfully.
"See the immortal."
"The Immortal Capital Hunting Ground is open. I wonder how many disciples we need to arrange for our Great Immortal Mountain to go out to experience this time?"
His voice echoed in the main hall. After a while, the throne above was covered by mist, and the looming old man seemed to be nodding slightly.
"Thirty percent, I hope there will be good seeds."
"In addition, you must remember not to make the same mistake as last time and break the Emperor's rule against direct intervention."
"What immortals want is the genius who has been killed fairly, not the flowers."
The voice was calm, but the words contained a warning.
The middle-aged man named Lan Yun respectfully greeted him.
On the throne above, the old man glanced at the middle-aged man below and spoke lightly.
"Lanyun, there is no need to be so polite between you and me."
Lan Yun was silent, then shook his head.
"The immortal position is supreme, and the etiquette cannot be discarded."
After saying that, he resigned and left.
The old man said no more.
And the singing and dancing continued.
As the smoke from the sandalwood on the platform lingered in the hall, the colorful and lifelike Turing paintings inlaid on the walls of the hall also became hazy.
In conjunction with the light emitted by the octagonal palace lantern hanging in the center of the hall...
The entire hall was completely shrouded, becoming more and more mysterious.