Wonderland

The towering Saint King Mountain disappeared just like that.
Countless multi-armed clansmen, as well as the monks of the surrounding sects, all stared at the direction of the original Holy King Mountain, some were shocked, some were puzzled, many were at a loss, and many were at a loss.
They don't know what happened, but they know one thing, that is, their aloof Saint King has just fallen, but no one knows who the opponent is, and many of them can't even believe it. The Nine-Armed Holy King was just like that, and the entire Holy King Mountain was turned into nothingness.

After a long time, there was a sudden cry in the mountains, and countless multi-armed people ran and shouted, as if the end was coming.

A million miles away to the west of Tiandan City, there is an endless swamp - the dark swamp.

In the dark swamp, miasma is shrouded all the year round, and there are countless kinds of poisonous insects and weeds, some of which are so poisonous that even ordinary monks at the fusion stage cannot resist it, and dare not cross the thunder pool half a step.

In the depths of this dark swamp, there is another continuous mountain range with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. However, the thousands of peaks in this mountain range are all pitch-black, and even the soil and rocks on the mountain contain poison.

It can be said that in this dark swamp, ordinary creatures cannot survive at all.

As for how this dark swamp was formed, there are different opinions. One theory is that during the catastrophe of heaven and earth, an ancient poisonous insect crossed over and tried to invade the Holy Moon Continent. All the creatures will rot in an instant, and their essence will be swallowed up.

This naturally attracted the attention of the monks from the Holy Moon Continent, who launched a siege on the poisonous insect.

After a great battle, countless souls fell. Fortunately, this poisonous insect was also beheaded. After the poisonous insect was killed, the poison in its body spread, forming this swamp.

Of course, there is another theory that this swamp was surrounded and killed by a group of immortal monks who practiced poison kung fu in ancient times. After his fall, the poisonous pill in his body fused with his flesh and blood and penetrated into this land Underneath, over time, a swamp gradually formed.

No matter which one it is, it makes this swamp full of mystery, and the mountain gate of the Black Poison Sect, one of the top ten sects of the human race, is located in this dark swamp.

Although the main peak of the Black Poison Sect's sect is Heishi Mountain, although it is not high, it is indeed unusually thick. The bottom of the mountain is surrounded by a circle, which may be thousands of miles long, just like a stone pier. , and a dark palace was built. This palace is very strange. At first glance, it looks like a dark skull with two emerald green flames burning at the position of the eyes.

This is the Black Death Palace, and it is also the hidden cultivation place of the suzerain of the Black Poison God Sect, and the Black Poison God Sect, whether it is the core elders in the inner domain or many disciples, cannot step into the Black Death Palace, otherwise it will be regarded as the master of the Black Poison God Sect. Most people will also be infected by the poison around the Black Death Palace and die unexpectedly.

At this moment, on top of the bare "skull" in the palace of the Black Death Palace, there is a man in a gray linen robe standing with his hands behind his back, quietly looking into the distance, the barren mountains and rivers.

Behind him lay an old man in black robe, trembling all over, as if he was afraid of something.

The black-robed old man didn't even dare to lift his head. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans were dripping from his forehead onto the pitch-black ground in front of him.

The man in gray linen robe seemed unaware of this. He did not speak or turn around. The silence around him was terrifying.

After half an hour, a blue light gradually expanded beside the man in black, and in the blink of an eye it grew to the size of a human being. As the blue light exploded, a man in green robe appeared. The man looked 30 years old. Left and right, there was a gentle air exuding from his body.

After he appeared, he first glanced at the old man in black robe who was kneeling on the ground in surprise, then looked at the man in gray linen robe, his expression froze, he knelt down on one knee, and said, "Su Hongxuan pays his respects to Lord Landlord."

"Well, you get up first."

A low voice sounded.

Su Hongxuan glanced at the old man in black robe again and stood up slowly.

"Thank you, Lord Landlord." Then he slowly walked to one side and stood.

After another cup of tea, a white light and a red light fell from the sky, and when the light dispersed, two people appeared, one of them was a man, about 27 years old, wearing a white robe, with a mouthful behind his back. It was a simple long sword with a snow-white scabbard, which quite matched the man.

The face is also extremely handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and slightly raised corners of the mouth, with a bit of arrogance and aloofness.

With its arrival, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop by more than ten degrees instantly.

The woman next to him is dressed in a palace attire, exuding a sense of grace and luxury, with a pretty face, which is beautiful enough to overwhelm all living beings, but at this moment, her delicate and beautiful face is extremely dignified .

The two were about to speak when a few feet away, a whirlwind suddenly blew up, and then a ball of flames rose from the whirlwind, and then a red-haired man in red robes walked out of the flames.

The man looked ordinary, holding a folding fan that looked like ruby ​​in his hand. He stepped out and came to a few people.

He and the two people who had just arrived both had solemn expressions on their faces, knelt down on one knee, and said almost in unison.

"Feng Yun Wujian pays homage to the Realm Master."

"Bian Wuyu pays homage to the Landlord."

"Lu Xuanzhen pays homage to the Landlord."

When the three of them bowed to the man in the gray linen robe, they all looked at the old man in the black robe, and the woman in the palace costume showed a look of surprise.

"Fengyun Wujian? Could it be that you are the current master of the Sword Spirit Realm? What about Mo Junhuang? Could it be that he has advanced to Mahayana now, so he doesn't even pay attention to the deity's order?"

Hearing this, the white-robed man's face changed slightly, and he knelt down hastily again, and said, "Lord of the realm calm down, Master Moyu was eager to practice martial arts 7000 years ago, but he attracted the demons from outside the territory to invade his mind, and the sword energy was out of control. Stopped the invasion of the heart demon, but also ran out of fuel, and died soon after. "

"Mo Junhuang is dead?"

"Yes, the current Lord of the Sword Spirit Realm is the son of Mo Yuzhu, Mo Qingxun, but the Yuyu Lord is currently attacking the realm of the late stage of the tribulation, and he can't take care of him, so Fengyun Wujian dared to replace the Yuyu Lord. An order has been issued."

It turns out that the man in the gray linen robe is the owner of Tianmou Palace. Tianmou Palace is located in the illusion of heaven, so the four spiritual realms have always called it the owner.

Except for Fengyun Wujian, the visitor is the head of the three great sword masters in the Sword Domain, and the other three are the other three great masters of the Spiritual Domain.

Lu Xuanzhen, the master of Qi Lingyu.

Su Hongxuan, the Lord of the Danling Domain.

Bian, the domain master of Fa Lingyu, was speechless.

All the top figures from the four major spiritual domains of the human race gathered here, and the only one who could recruit them at the same time was the Heavenly Illusionary Order.

The Mitian Illusion, before Huan Tianmou disappeared, had ruled the human race for tens of thousands of years. After he disappeared, the Mitian Illusion also disappeared without a trace, and the four major spiritual domains of the human race became the leaders of the human race. In fact, it is also to catch ducks on the shelves, so I have to do it.

When they received the order from Heaven, they were still in doubt and half-believed. After all, it has been ten thousand years since the owner of Mitian Illusion Realm disappeared. He is a figure who has only risen in the past few thousand years, and has never seen the true face of Huan Tianmou.

The two were a little dismissive at first, but under the persuasion of several elders in the spiritual realm, they took the order to come.

"My venerable, have you already been the master of the realm?" Bian Wuyu who was at the side suddenly showed a thoughtful expression, and then his face changed, his eyes showed an inconceivable expression, and he exclaimed.

Hearing this, the other three people also looked at Bian Wuyu with confusion, wondering why he suddenly lost his composure.

"I have been missing for ten thousand years and have experienced a lot. Fortunately, everything is over. By chance, I have perfected the power of the rules."

Huan Tianmou's voice was flat and low, it sounded ordinary, just like a normal chat, but when it fell into the ears of several people around, it shocked them all, and under the shock, there was even more expression in their eyes. Surprise inexplicable color.

"Meet the Phantom Spirit Venerable."

The four of them knelt down again in unison, their voices were loud and clear, but with the wave of the Phantom Spirit Venerable's sleeve robe, a light gray aura spread out, actually directly enveloping the entire Black Death Palace, the voices of the four also stopped abruptly, It was actually a layer of soundproofing.

"I don't want anyone to know about this matter for the time being. You just need to know. The main reason is that I intend to settle the old scores with the Spirit Race and Bone Race when I return this time."

"Could it be that the legend was true back then? Jinger Huan Lingzun was attacked by several Mahayana monks from the Spirit Race and the Bone Race before he disappeared?" Bian Wuyu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Yes, but this is not the point. I have not returned for ten thousand years, and I know very little about the current strength of the Spirit Clan and the Bone Clan. The two of them, Jin Sou and Yin Po, have been sealed off by the Illusion Realm, so they have no information. Therefore, I am so talented I have issued an order from heaven to summon you here. On the one hand, I want you to be prepared. In the future, our human race will regain our lost self-esteem. On the other hand, we also want you to help me investigate. The high-end battle between the two races is now going on. Li, has there been a person at the level of Lingzun?"

The four of them couldn't help looking at each other when they heard the words, and they all saw surprise in each other's eyes, especially Bian Wuyu, whose eyes were flushed red and looked like he was about to cry with excitement.

The Four Great Spiritual Realms were once extremely glorious. During the heyday of the human race, each of them could even control a real place close to one realm, and the masters of the four Great Spiritual Realms were all Mahayana monks. origin.

It's a pity that time has passed, and today's four major spiritual realms are only in one corner, and their strength is also appalling. It is precisely because of the barrenness of the area controlled by the human race that it has been impossible to produce monks in the Mahayana period.

So for human monks, especially those who are at the top, they can especially feel this.

If it weren't for the current miserable situation, their realm would be much more than that, and it is very possible to advance to Mahayana. After all, the existence of the peak of each race is really accumulated by resources.

The four of them are also very clear that with their current status as a human race and the resources they can obtain, it will be difficult for them to advance to Mahayana in their lifetime, let alone the rules of harmony, and become the first-level existence of Lingzun.

On the Shengyue Continent, only the existence of the level of Lingzun is qualified to ascend. After the immortal cultivator advanced to Mahayana, although he has passed the last catastrophe, he still has a long way to go if he wants to ascend to the fairy world. to go.

There are three obstacles in this section of the road.

One is the power of harmonious rules;
The second is to condense the body of a half-immortal demon;
The third is the integration of the power of rules and the soul to achieve perfection.

After completing these three items, one will be able to break through the void, ascend in the daytime, and enter the legendary fairyland.

However, it is not easy to achieve these three points, especially the first one, to integrate the power of rules, and to perfect the power of rules cultivated by oneself, not only requires extremely high comprehension, but sometimes The location is favorable and the people are harmonious, and both are indispensable, so some luck is needed to some extent.

And once the rules are harmonized, the remaining two items are mostly just a matter of time.

Fortunately, monks in the Mahayana period will not encounter catastrophe again. Although they still cannot achieve the same longevity as the heaven and the earth, they still have a long lifespan, often exceeding a million years.

So this also reflects the importance of the power of harmony and rules. Only after completing this step can one be considered to have stepped into the realm of the spiritual ancestor and become the most powerful existence in the spirit world.

On the Holy Moon Continent, spiritual ancestors are usually only found among the super-rich clans. Of course, there are also such beings among a few major clans.

The ancestors of the spirits usually do not intervene in the battles in the world of cultivating immortals, and once a race gives birth to the ancestors of the spirits, the rest of the surrounding races will usually tactfully give up the rich area by themselves. This is a common phenomenon. After all, doing this can still save the tribe, but if you try to resist, you may end up being exterminated.

The four of them knew very well that if Huan Tianmou advanced to the realm of Spirit Venerable, the status of the human race would undergo earth-shaking changes, and it was time to redefine the sphere of influence in the northern part of the Holy Moon Continent.

"Lord Lingzun, 3000 years ago, the Wanmu Spirit Ancestor among the Spirit Clan suddenly realized the Tao and perfected the power of the rules of the Thunder System. However, for thousands of years, the Spirit Clan has kept this matter secret. A woman can't judge whether it's true or not, but it's very possible that a spiritual master has appeared in the spirit clan." Bian Wuyu is the longest-lived one among the four spiritual realms, and people in the spiritual realm have always heard about it. Lingtong, after thinking for a while, she opened her mouth and said to Huan Lingzun.

"Wan Mu? The Mulei Immortal Jue practiced by this person can be regarded as a superior skill in the world of cultivating immortals. Ten thousand years ago, he was already in the realm of the Mahayana stage. It is very possible that he can fully integrate the power of rules. This person has ordinary supernatural powers. , I don’t care about it, and the rules of the thunder system are normal, the only thing I am worried about is the chaos god stone, if the chaos god stone is on him, then it is indeed a bit tricky.”

The four people all looked happy when they heard this.

From the words of Lord Lingzun, they naturally heard that the power of rules comprehended by Lingzun must be ranked very high. The ranking of the power of rules is the top ten rules. Among these ten rules There are also three supreme rules, and above the three supreme rules, there is also a detachment rule.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the higher the rules are, the more difficult it is to comprehend. At the same time, it is more difficult to achieve perfection. This also divides the ancestors of the spirits into three, six, and nine classes.

Spiritual Saint Ancestors who do not follow the Ten Rules can only be said to be ordinary Spiritual Saint Ancestors, while those who understand the Ten Rules are called Great Spiritual Saints and Supreme Saint Ancestors.

Therefore, the four of them were even more delighted after knowing that the Phantom Spirit Lord was actually a Great Spirit Lord.

Although the Great Spirit Master cannot kill ordinary Spirit Masters easily, there is no problem in defeating him.