Huo Qusan's rebirth of Douluo

Chapter 157 The Ancient Century of Douluo Continent

The people from the Herb Picking Hall led Huo Qu to the hut on the winding plank road.

"Hall Master, the person has been brought."

"Get back." An old voice came from outside the house.

"Yes." These people bowed slightly, turned and left.

"Who is the senior?" Huo Qusan couldn't help showing a dignified expression, the world in this place was weird and abnormal.

"Since it's here, please rest assured, little friend, come in and talk."

Huo Qusan had no choice but to walk in, even if there was a dragon's pond and a tiger's den in front of him, he would go there.

Except for a chessboard and a puppet, there was no one else in the room.

"Senior?" Huo Qusan called out in doubt.

"I'm right in front of you." The puppet who had been silent for a while suddenly spoke.

"You don't have to be surprised. As you can see, I'm just a puppet, with only a remnant soul left, but today I finally got the right person. In ten thousand years, my remnant soul will probably dissipate." , the secrets of the ancient times may be completely buried in the long river of history."

"Wait for me? Senior, what do you mean by that?" Huo Qu was puzzled in the middle of the night.

The puppet puppet glanced at Huo Qusan, his eyes were like a torch, "You are a body refiner, or a cultivator of heretics, which is different from ordinary cultivators and body refiners. You did not follow the normal path, but formed a body of your own. Walked out of a strange road that has never been heard."

Huo Qusan's expression changed drastically. Could it be that this puppet is a cultivator of immortals!
"Senior, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Pretend, you continue to pretend to me. The ruler around your waist is a prehistoric spiritual treasure and has already recognized you as the master. The holy ruler of the two worlds is the treasure of the real master of the Tongsheng. If it weren't for your burden to attract it How can it recognize you as the master. I have lived here for tens of millions of years, and I am really tired of living like this, but fortunately you are here." The puppet sighed, and his words were full of emotion. General meaning.

What he was facing was an old monster who had lived for tens of millions of years!This is something Huo Qusan never expected.

"Senior is a cultivator, I know a little about cultivating immortals."

The face of the puppet was ponderous, as if he was thinking about something, and then he sighed again, and said: "The ancient history is broken, and it is your great chance to know something about it. I will tell you about this world. In the past, the Douluo Continent was not called the Douluo Continent. It was a plane-level magic weapon built with the power of the interface. Immortal cultivators who entered here from the outside world thought they had gained a new life, but who knew... I'm sorry that I can't talk about the next thing. When you really see him, you will understand everything. Because of a sudden change in the world, the immortal cultivator gradually declined, and then disappeared completely. The immortal cultivator died in martyrdom, you The world you see now is the last pure land of the original world of cultivating immortals."

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Huo Qusan tried his best to maintain a calm expression. The Douluo Dalu has always given him a vague feeling of incompleteness. Compared with his original world, there is a big problem. It turns out to be a magical weapon .

"Under the mutated nature of the human race, we can barely maintain ourselves. The monster race is miserable. Their spiritual intelligence is greatly reduced. Compared with the human race at the same level of cultivation, they need to cultivate tens of thousands of times. The 10-year soul Beasts are equal to the titled Douluo of human beings for decades, it's really sad."

"Could it be that the monster race is..." Huo Qusan suddenly understood that the monsters were soul beasts, and the soul beasts were mutated from monsters.

The puppet puppet lamented and said: "After the mutation of the Heavenly Dao, the Martial Soul appeared. Many monks in the True Immortal Stage were affected by the Heavenly Dao, and their own strength was very weak. Now those old guys are all dead. If it weren't for this I have long since dissipated the art of sending spirits. After the disappearance of the immortal cultivator, after a long period of evolution, the soul master appeared in this world. This place is managed by the God Realm of this plane. The God Realm is also the tip of the iceberg of the ancient fairy world. But the original people are gone, leaving you who know nothing.”

"So this is the history of the world of cultivating immortals? What happened back then that caused such a huge change." Huo Qusan murmured softly.

The puppet sneered and shook his head: "That person will tell you that what you have to do is to open the plane and let this plane return to its original world in order to turn things around. After all, after another ten thousand years, I'm afraid I can't go back."

"Senior, you have lived for tens of thousands of years and you are not capable of doing things. How can I return this plane to its original great world? Besides, I am not a cultivator, so I really don't have the ability."

Huo Qusan thought he was a very self-aware person. After discovering that the way of heaven had mutated, those true immortals couldn't do anything about it. How could he do it.

"You are different from others. You have good luck and you are a heretic cultivator. It can be said that you are the one who is destined to bring this world back to the world. Besides, whoever said that you are not an immortal cultivator? A heretical cultivator is also an immortal cultivator. You are not a cultivator, what kind of catastrophe are you going through, looking for trouble for nothing?" The puppet sneered with a hint of sarcasm.

"So I'm a cultivator..." Huo Qusan didn't know when he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals.

He feels like an idiot now. If this is a world of cultivating immortals, is everything he does meaningful?Inventing souls, soul guides, establishing the universe, and promoting the development of the times all become meaningless.

Originally, his ultimate goal was to enter the God Realm, settle accounts with Tang San, and retire for retirement, but now...

All these problems appeared in one person, Mr. Yi.

"You are looking for medicine everywhere to refine the elixir to avoid the catastrophe. My medicine garden here has the elixir you need. You can take it. I don't need it anyway. I can also teach you how to arrange a special way to overcome the catastrophe." Formation, temper your body further, so that you can live through the catastrophe even under the current mutation of the heavenly law. If you are struck to death by the catastrophe, you will disappear from your body and dao, and there will be no possibility of reincarnation. Think about it carefully."

The puppet believes that no one will be so brain-dead that they can't live with their own life.

"What will happen if you return to the Great Thousand World Douluo?" Huo Qusan asked in a deep voice.

"Aura revives, completes the way of heaven, the world will no longer be incomplete, cultivation will not be as simple as it is now, all soul power and martial soul will disappear, and you will become a mortal. You will know the specifics when the time is right."

Whether to return to the Great Thousand World, or let Douluo continue to develop like this, Huo Qusan was caught in a dilemma.

Return to the Great Thousand World and start again. If you don’t return here, you can continue to develop according to the original track. Soul masters, soul masters, space age, and exploration of the universe, they may never know the truth of this world for the rest of their lives.

Huo Qusan took a deep breath and said, "Senior, this decision is too heavy for me, I need to think carefully."

"You can think about decades or hundreds of years. I have enough time. When the time is right, you will face this choice." The puppet said leisurely.

Slowly closing his eyes, Huo Qu asked through voice transmission, "Teacher, aren't you going to tell me what's going on?"

"It came very quickly, but the time has not come yet, just wait, you still have time to think about it." Elder Yi sighed secretly.

(End of this chapter)