In the Three Realms of Immortal Cultivation, there are magnificent rivers and mountains. Hundreds of millions of monks cannot sense anything strange, and they are still competing desperately in the vast ocean of the Immortal Cultivation World, fighting for their own chances and opportunities.
For most Mahayana people, there is still no clear reason why the world suddenly became strange decades ago.
However, there are still some among the Mahayana who have already had feelings, thinking of a war that occurred in ancient times that affected the three realms. Before that war, there were strange appearances of heaven and earth.
However, no changes have occurred in decades, which made the people's hearts drop again.
The world of cultivating immortals is still prosperous. The big cities and various towns are crowded with people, and monks are coming in and out, making it extremely lively.
For the low-level monks, what they can see is the things that are closely related to them. Fighting, robbery and plunder are still taking place in countless places.
The entire Three Realms of Immortal Cultivation has been like this for countless years. This is daily life, natural selection, and the survival of the strong.
In the face of a world-destroying catastrophe, the only thing low-level monks can do is to accept the situation and leave life and death to fate. Because 99% of the monks are simply unable to withstand such a catastrophe.
As the top Mahayana in the three realms, one has to stand up and face disasters head on.
In order to survive, some people will succumb and surrender in the face of a catastrophe, while others will rise up to resist, throwing their heads and blood, and fighting to the death.
Every time a great disaster comes to the world, countless monks will reveal their true selves.
For monks with strong minds and solid beliefs, facing danger will only treat it as a life and death test, and they will overcome obstacles and move forward indomitably. No matter what kind of danger, there will be opportunities to coexist in it. If you can survive, you may gain endless benefits. If you fail,
, which means complete death.
Faced with the impending catastrophe, Qin Fengming had no intention of surrendering. Instead, a fighting spirit and expectation slowly rose in his heart, and became stronger and stronger.
It's not that he has never encountered monks in the immortal world, nor has he never fought against them.
Back in the evil sun land of the Mastiff Vine Realm, the Fairy Qingzhu that Qin Fengming met was a powerful being in the Miluo Realm, and she roughly knew some of the methods of the Immortal Realm. Lian Taiqing, whom Qin Fengming met later, was also a powerful being in the Miluo Realm.
There was a being from the fairy world who had fought a great battle.
Although Lian Taiqing is just a remnant soul, his strength can be seen from it.
Of course, both Fairy Qingzhu and Lian Taiqing are cultivators with a body of grass and trees. There may be a gap in strength between them and Zou Rui. However, in the interface of the three realms, no matter how powerful Zou Rui is, his realm is also the Mahayana realm. As long as he can transform himself
If one has perfected his realm and magical powers, he may not be unable to fight against those in the immortal world.
When Qin Fengming and Qing Yu separated and embarked on the road back to the spirit world, in a land of rugged mountains and rocks of unknown location, a monk suddenly shot up from a distance, circled, and landed in an inconspicuous area.
An area lined with rocks.
"I don't know which fellow Taoist is on duty. I, Qi Ze, have something to see you."
This is an old man, who looks to be in his fifties or sixties, with slightly gray hair. He is wearing a yellow robe and is surrounded by a ball of yellow light. His aura is restrained, but he is obviously a Mahayana man.
"It turns out it's Taoist friend Qi from the Liyun Realm, and I'm on duty, Tuohai."
As the old man's voice sounded, a group of white light suddenly surged up from the towering rocks in front of him. The light spread rapidly, covering an area of several thousand feet in an instant. In the ripples of light, the figure of a middle-aged monk emerged.
This middle-aged man is two feet tall. The meridians on the skin of his arms are as protruding as the roots of an old tree. He looks majestic and majestic. Most of his face is covered by a curly beard. A pair of eyes are shining with a cold light.
.The realm of cultivation is actually a Mahayana.
To have a Mahayana guard on duty, the identity of the adult in the formation is naturally not simple.
"I have met Taoist Taoist Tuohai from the Qingyan Realm. I have something to pay my respects to you. I would like to ask Taoist Taoist Tuohai to tell you something about that young man." Qi Ze clasped his fists and looked very polite.
He knew that the two men from the Qingyan Realm had made great achievements in the past and were very favored in front of the adults.
"Your Excellency has just announced the task, and Taoist friend Qi has gained something. This will definitely make you happy. However, your Majesty has not been in retreat for a long time, so I am afraid it will be inconvenient to disturb you now. Please wait for two months, and Taoist Tuo will give you something again."
It's best to pass it on." The tall man with a rugged face spoke, his words were polite, but he obviously meant to delay.
Qi Ze's eyes flashed, and the stern look on his face flashed away, and then he clasped his fists again and said: "What Taoist Taoist Tuohai has considered is that this time I went out, I happened to get a few spiritual fruits that are useful to you and me. Not only can they be tempered,
The refined blood meat is very sweet. Since you have met fellow Taoists, let’s share it with them.”
After the old man spoke, he shook his hand and a jade box flew out, heading straight towards the fluctuating middle-aged man in front of him.
This man was also a human being, so of course he understood what the tall man with a thick face meant, and he immediately offered him a favor.
"Hahaha... Taoist fellow Taoist Qi is so polite. Tuo is really ashamed to receive this salary for nothing. Since fellow Taoist is eager to see you, Tuo will risk being scolded by you to see if he can wake you up."
The big man took one look at the items in the jade box and immediately laughed out loud.
The waves surged, and the figure of the big man disappeared. After waiting for half an hour, the restriction in front changed again. The waves surged, as if the ocean suddenly parted, and a path appeared.
"Fellow Daoist Qi, you have left the seclusion. Let your fellow Taoist go in and talk." The big man appeared in the path and clasped his fists at Qi Ze with a smile on his face.
"Thank you Taoist Taoist Takumi." The old man stepped forward, followed the revealed passage, and entered the wave.
There are strange rocks standing all around here, but once you enter the forbidden area, you will see a different scene. The vegetation is lush and full of vitality, and the fresh breath is flowing in the air, giving people a refreshing feeling.
Following the big man, the old man soon arrived in front of a magnificent wooden palace.
This hall is not very tall. It looks exquisite and extremely luxurious. The door of the hall is inlaid with precious dust-proof beads. The brilliance shines, covering the hall with a layer of warm brilliance. There is an auspicious beast squatting on the top of the hall.
It was carved from precious materials.
As he approached the temple, he could feel a sacred aura lingering around him. However, the sacred aura did not make Qi Ze feel comfortable, but a strong feeling of fear arose in his heart.
When Qi Ze, a Mahayana man, thought of the ruthless tactics of the man in the main hall, a chill ran down his back and his heart pounded.
"Sir, Qi Ze has something to disturb you." Standing on the stone steps in front of the palace door, Qi Ze did not take a step, but bowed and saluted, and a loud voice sounded on the spot.
"Qi Ze, I heard that you have news about that junior, please tell me."
A clear voice came from the door of the main hall, and at the same time, a faint smell of blood filled the air, making Qi Ze feel a tightness in his chest.
"Reporting to your lord, the name of the young man on the scroll you drew is Qin Fengming. He is a monk in the Tianhong Realm of the Spirit Realm. Qin Fengming is not simple. He once challenged the weapon refining challenge of the Miguang Island Douji Workshop in the previously opened Chaos Realm.
He actually passed the highest-level weapon refining test. There is also news that he founded a sect called Manghuang Sect on the Icefield Island in the Tianhong Realm. During the sect establishment ceremony, with the peak level of Xuan Rank, he defeated
Several Mahayana people came to challenge them. In front of many Mahayana people, they had made a bet with Patriarch Jiao Wei of the spiritual world, and they would fight in the Void City in the Shulin realm twenty or thirty years later.
.A few decades ago, he seemed to be far away from the Tianhong Realm, and I don’t know where he went. There is a high probability that he was looking for a suitable area to hit the Mahayana bottleneck."
Qi Ze spoke respectfully and spoke eloquently.
Obviously, the gentleman in the main hall had a portrait of Qin Fengming, but Qi Ze and Takumi had never seen Qin Fengming, so they went to find someone to find out where Qin Fengming came from.
"People from the spirit world? Okay, I will arrange for other people to handle this matter. You will lead the way to an interface with tens of billions of creatures. After swallowing billions of souls, I will completely recover from my injuries." After a pause, the voice came out.