Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Through Everything.

The core area of ​​Haotian Secret Realm.

A huge square with an ancient style.

It is like a fairyland, with exotic flowers and plants, towering sacred trees, and endless thick fog floating gently.

However, no matter who enters this area, all the magic power in the body will be lost, and the soul will be transformed into a mortal, just like a secular mortal.

Chen Xuan put away the Cloud Piercing Shuttle, and when he and Han Shaoyue walked into the ancient square, they attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Who is this?"

"How can a casual cultivator from the Immortal City come in?"

"The Jinyang Sect doesn't care?"

Looking around, there are already many people sitting in the square. The elite disciples of the seven major sects are all present, and each sect has six or seven people.

Led by the inner disciple Wu Huacheng, the Jinyang Sect also sat cross-legged in the square.

He just glanced at Chen Xuan and Han Shaoyue and said nothing.

Instead, a disciple beside him whispered: "Sit in the back and don't make noise!"

Chen Xuan didn't care.

He sat at the end of the Jinyang Sect team.

Han Shaoyue then sat next to him.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze blew.

A young female cultivator came to him.

It was Zhou Liqi.

Next to her, instead of Zhang Chengzhi and Fan Xiuwen, there were Song Yingjie and Tang Tianwei.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, Fellow Daoist Han, you are here too!"

"Yeah."

Beauty is a disaster, Chen Xuan was unwilling to pay attention to her.

In the small secret realm, he helped Zhou Liqi out of trouble.

As a result, she knew about the inheritance square of the small secret realm, but she didn't tell him.

If it weren't for Han Shaoyue leading the way, it would be difficult for him to find this place.

Along the way, you have to avoid many second-level monsters.

Not familiar with the route, before you get here, you will become the food of those second-level monsters.

Han Shaoyue obviously only knows the general idea.

The two of them fought several fierce battles with several second-level monsters together.

Fighting and retreating, they finally found a way out.

This is also the reason why they arrived the latest.

The people from the Beast King Pavilion who arrived one step later than them arrived first.

Looking at Zhou Liqi's side, Zhang Chengzhi and Fan Xiuwen were no longer there.

Instead, they were replaced by the more powerful Song Yingjie and Tang Tianwei.

This made Chen Xuan even more alert.

Women, especially beautiful women, are good at using their gender advantages to drive men to do things for free.

Seeing Chen Xuan's cold attitude, Zhou Liqi was stunned and slightly distanced.

At this time, strange phenomena began to appear in the sky.

The originally clear blue sky suddenly rolled up with clouds and mist.

Strange fragrance filled the air.

Fairy music floated.

From time to time, colorful lights appeared, embellishing the sky and the earth with gorgeous colors.

The elite disciples of the seven major sects all showed their fascination.

Expectation and excitement intertwined.

Not long after.

The strange phenomenon in the sky was even more serious.

A burst of spiritual light fluctuated violently.

A simple Taoist temple gradually appeared.

"Is this the legendary ancient Taoist sect?"

Chen Xuan thought to himself.

"It's a bit too simple."

But he knew that the Taoist magic power was ever-changing and could not be judged by appearance.

At this moment.

The sky became more colorful.

Chen Xuan looked up and stared at the simple Taoist temple.

In his sight.

The Taoist temple slowly opened the door and stretched out a long ladder, which was divided into nine levels.

Nine levels of heaven?

The ladder stretched directly to the ancient square, and the white jade-like steps seemed to be real.

A vicissitudes of life voice resounded through the square.

"The Taoist door is open, the ladder is up, and the seeds of Taoism are passed on to the nine levels of heaven."

The momentum was magnificent, as if it was right next to my ear.

At the same time as the voice sounded.

The Taoist temple in the sky suddenly lit up with a strong spiritual light, dazzling and dazzling, as if it directly shone into the depths of everyone's heart.

The white jade steps of the ladder are completely connected to the ground of the square.

As if it was agreed.

Starting from Xuantian Sect, Qianji Sect, Shenjian Sect, Jinyang Sect, Beast Emperor Pavilion, Yaowang Valley, and Baihua Sect, in order of their strength, slowly climbed the ladder.

Chen Xuan walked at the end of Jinyang Sect, with Zhou Liqi, who had a faint girl's fragrance, in front of him.

Han Shaoyue waved his hand at him, indicating that he would not go up.

As soon as his feet touched the white jade steps of the ladder, his head was dizzy, his body swayed slightly, and he disappeared from the spot.

When he opened his eyes again, it was no longer the original ancient square.

…

He was alone, carrying the Qingmu Sword, trekking through thousands of mountains and rivers, and climbing to the top of the mountains.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, look!

Sitting cross-legged, eating wind and swallowing rain, watching the clouds rise and fall.

Flowers bloom and fall.

The sun rises and sets.

Chen Xuan stood still.

He turned into a stone statue, and was called the Stone Taoist by the scholars who visited here.

In the eyes of heaven, all the mundane phenomena are in one thought.

He bid farewell to his confidante from his youth, and traveled through the dust to seek immortality and Taoism.

However, a hundred years of dreams, he was ultimately not destined to be with Taoism.

In the end, he was old, with white hair like snow, a face full of vicissitudes, and a hunched body, and returned to his hometown.

His beloved had passed away, and the sunset was over the tomb, and no one knew that it was an old friend who came.

He was going to die.

He wanted to die beside his beloved's tomb.

Everything was like a dream.

"A hundred years of seeking Taoism, nothing. Chen Xuan, do you regret it?"

Chen Xuan looked at the rocks with clear springs flowing, and at the old man in the clear springs, and uttered two words softly.

"No regrets."

When he raised his eyes again, he seemed to see the beauty of his youth, still standing there spotless, still as clean as a bright jade without impurities, performing the blessing ceremony, smiling and saying to him: "You are here!"

The beauty in the dream has clear and bright eyes, warm and gentle words, and her body exudes the brilliance of snow.

In her eyes, there is warmth, light, and unconcealed appreciation and admiration, as well as expectation and excitement...

"I'm here." Chen Xuan muttered to himself, tears streaming down his face.

Is it a dream? Why is my heart so sad? It's as painful as in the past life.

Chen Xuan shouted softly: "Sword!"

The Qingmu Sword flew into his hand.

With a gentle wave, it cuts off thousands of mortal love threads.

I want to live forever and prove the truth, and the sword of wisdom cuts off the love threads!

...

What Chen Xuan didn't know was that in the ancient square, the elite disciples of the seven major sects were thrown down by the ladder one by one.

As time passed, fewer and fewer disciples of the sects walked on the ladder.

At this time, Chen Xuan had entered a new illusion.

A warm and sunny boy, who has been practicing in the mountains since childhood, went down the mountain into the world with a green wooden sword on his back after he became an adult.

He saw that the world was changing and the kingdom was changing.

Birth, aging, sickness, death, separation of love, resentment, failure to obtain, and the burning of the five yins, the eight sufferings of life, are constantly being performed in the world.

He saw a swordsman, who could reach the sky with a sword and cut through mountains and seas.

He saw a scholar, who was full of Confucian spirit and could decide the world.

He saw a Buddha, who was full of Buddha light and enlightened all living beings.

He saw a Taoist, who followed the natural way and achieved immortality.

The boy climbed to the top of the mountains again and turned into a stone Taoist again.

However, everything was changing.

The sky and the earth were separated, the spiritual energy was scattered, and the demonic energy was rising.

The Demon Sect came into being.

There were corpses everywhere, the stench was rising, and there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere.

Cultivators and mortals were kept in captivity, their souls were summoned and their bodies refined, and their bones were sold by the pound.

The Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, the Evil Land, the Corpse-raising Yin Land, the Meat Forest, the Holy Land of Bones...

Many disciples of famous Taoist sects were contaminated by the devil's energy and transformed into devil cultivators.

No, it was the devil.

The truly bloodthirsty, soul-sucking, and soul-stealing devils.

Animal heads, six legs, flying wings, giant skulls, etc...

Not only were there devils, but also monsters.

All kinds of big monsters flew over and covered the ground, rushing over to feed on humans.