I just want to be a quiet man

Pei Ling was slightly taken aback, but after realizing it, she nodded quickly.

He no longer hesitated, strode forward, came to the throne full of curses and hatred, then lifted his robe and sat down.

The icy breath came from the throne, and the majestic curse, venom, and malice came like a rising tide, sinking into his body and becoming a part of his power.

Pei Ling sat on the throne and looked down, only to see the entire Yousu Tomb instantly came into view.

The giant sang is Cui Wei, the roses are gorgeous, and the white mist rolls in, countless ghosts fight and wander.

The surrounding sea water is churning and churning, the color is like ink.

This fierce place, in front of him at this moment, is like a pattern on the palm of his hand, and there is nothing that can escape his gaze!

The seat of the king, king of heaven and earth!

In an instant, Pei Ling's chest was agitated. He was no longer returning to the void, no longer joining the Dao, but crossing the catastrophe who had already embarked on the journey of immortality!

He is the co-lord of the Nine Sects!

He is the king of the underworld!

Today Kaixian road battles nine sects,

After ten days of success, it shines in the sky.

Tian Gang reversed and shocked the immortals;

Dao Yan's true palm is Netherworld.

Volume Six: Qingyao Demon Emperor.

Chapter 1: The way of the human race.

Yousu grave.

The black sea water roared and roared, the giant mulberries towered to the sky, and the roses were pitch-black, against which the red and white were bleak.

In the shadow of indescribable chaos, three equal thrones hung high, standing on a tripod, overlooking the entire Yousu Tomb.

On one of the thrones sits a curvaceous, weird and gorgeous "Death"; on the other throne, there is a vague human-like silhouette, which is "disaster"; The face was flat, it was Pei Ling!

At this time, "Woe" said in a cold and grand voice, "Your journey has already been completed."

"Now just wait for the Dao Tribulation to come."

Hearing this, Pei Ling came back to his senses, and immediately said, "I'm here this time, and I want to ask the two seniors a few questions."

"Death" said coldly and gloomyly: "Say."

Pei Ling said, "What's wrong with the path that this junior is taking now?"

That day he got the good fortune of the "curse" from Yousu Tomb, which was the path pointed to by the two taboos in front of him.

According to the guidance of these two, he has already challenged the suzerains of the nine major sects, but his cultivation has just stepped into the tribulation, and has not yet reached the level enough to enter the floating realm.

This is very different from what the two taboos told him before!

Of course, he has already consulted his master Yao Qingying and the patriarch of "Fu Qiong" on this question.

Although those two said that they both gave advice, but this fairy road came from Yousu Tomb after all, the two taboos at this moment must know more!

Seeing Pei Ling asking about Xianlu, "death" and "disaster" didn't respond much.

"Woe" said in a cold voice: "The fairy road you are walking now is no longer the one left by the 'curse'."

"However, there is nothing wrong with the fairy road you took."

Pei Ling was puzzled, and immediately said: "Please ask the senior to clarify the confusion!"

"Death" is low and grand: "The road of 'curse' is derived from the invincible road of all races."

"Your current path is on the path of 'curse', which has been evolved again."

"The original path of the 'curse' was to challenge and kill the Nine Sect Masters."

"But you survived."

"In addition, although you kept your promise, you did not become the suzerain of the Chongming Sect. But you have been the city lord of Yanxi City, the lord of Jiuyi Mountain, the leader of Tianshengjiao, and the Great Buddha Order of the Reincarnation Pagoda..."

"You could have gone straight to Mahayana."

"But now the energy is not enough, so I only reached the crossing robbery."

"Fortunately, the Transcending Tribulation Period is enough!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling frowned. Sure enough, the two taboos knew more about this fairy road of Yousu Tomb!

At the same time, he also immediately understood that if his current energy is too bad, and he has not even reached the period of crossing the catastrophe, if he comes to Yousu Tomb again this time, he may not inherit the throne of the "curse"...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling continued to ask: "If this junior walks the immortal path of 'curse', will he be able to go directly to Mahayana without actually crossing the tribulation?"

"If you still need to cross the tribulation, isn't the way of 'cursing' fundamentally different from what the younger generation is doing now?"

"But if you don't need to cross the kalpa, does the Mahayana of the younger generation belong to 49 kalpas? 64 kalpas? Or 81 kalpas?"

"Woe" said calmly: "The path of the human race is divided into 49, 64, and 81 eons."

"The road of 'curse' is the road of the dead."

"It challenges the suzerain of the nine major sects. Every time a suzerain is killed, he will get all the cultivation and fortune of that suzerain."

"The strength of the final strength depends entirely on the strength of the person who was beheaded."

"When 'Curse' opened the Floating Life Chess Game, its strength was equivalent to 64 kalpas of the human race."

"Even stronger!"

64 kalpas?

Pei Ling was slightly taken aback. He just heard that he didn't need to cross the tribulation. He still felt a little regretful in his heart, thinking that he had wasted a chance to directly enter Mahayana...

But only 64 kalpas...

The system only selects the best ones. This fairy road has 81 kalpas. As long as it is not the strongest [-] kalpas, the system will definitely help him complete the last kalpa!

From this point of view, it wasn't that he himself took the wrong path to immortality, but that path itself was not very good!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling's doubts about Xianlu were completely resolved, and he immediately said: "This junior wants to ask you one more thing."

"The younger generation entered Yousu's tomb before, and where are the three human races who walked with the younger generation now?"

"Death" said briefly: "Those three people are not dead."

"Disaster" said: "Baicao Town is near Qingyao Mountain."

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately said, "Thank you!"

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Eternal Night Desert.

The darkness is dense and surging like a tide.

center.

Nine white pillars rise from the sky.

On each of the white pillars stood a large phantom.

Either towering mountains, or towering swords, or cloudy sky, or clanging iron horses, or majestic, or unrestrained, or noble and evil, or gloomy, or extravagant and cold... Nine sects of mountain gates shine in the darkness, with the sky Together with the brilliant thunder light above, it illuminates this corner of the land.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...

With the roar of thunder, above the nine pillars, the chains of Heavenly Tribulation swayed crazily, like the sound of flooding one after another.

The densely entangled chains on the blood-colored coffin, and all the broken chains, have all been reattached.

The cracks in the thick chain originating from Wushi Villa were also temporarily repaired by a layer of strange power.

Boom, boom, boom... Dull sounds continued to come from the coffin.

The blood-colored coffin trembled wildly, as if struggling with all its might.

However, countless Ziqing lights wandered through the chains and poured them into the coffin heavily.

After a while, the coffin kept falling towards the ground.

When the coffin touched the ground, the original gravel and soil immediately moved away like water waves, and completely buried it in a blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, one after another dharma formulas swarmed from all directions, and complex seal patterns reappeared on the ground.

Layer upon layer, suppressing the blood coffin.

In the middle of the sky, "Chuiyu", "Shiwei" and "Suji" stood in the air, and beside "Shiwei", there were four figures, a beautiful girl with high bun and wide sleeves, and arms folded in gold; A tall and burly soldier in black armor; a fierce swordsman with a vast sword intent all over his body and a tall and vigorous figure; The master of the villa, Suzhentian, Yanxicheng, Hanan Jianzong, and the four patriarchs of the Liuyuan Dynasty.

This time, the seal of the Fallen Immortal has undergone tremendous changes. In order to stabilize this illusion, so as not to delay the grinding of other immortals, the patriarch of "Chuiyu" also moved the "Suji" who was crossing the Dao Tribulation from the air!

And the four patriarchs of the righteous way came here for the "taste of the world".

As a result, as soon as they arrived, they caught up with the change of the seal, and joined forces to suppress the blood coffin.

At this time, the brilliance above the sky is flourishing, and the thunder catastrophe strikes down mightily!

Chapter 2: The source of the curse.

Amidst the deafening noise, countless mountains around the body of "World Taste" scrambled to emerge, and the heavy breath from the majestic mountains and rivers was extremely strong.

After a while, the tribulation thunder and the mountains dissipated together, and the aura of "world flavor" suddenly entered a new realm like a chicken breaking its shell!

A more powerful force than before gushed out.

Mahayana period!

Seeing that he had successfully sealed the Fallen Immortal, "Shiwei" didn't hesitate at all, and immediately waved his long sleeves, leading the other four patriarchs of the righteous way, and fled the Eternal Night Desert together.

The "Chuiyu" of Wushi Villa didn't intend to stop it at all.

Just a few inferior immortals.

It's all the seal of this illusion fairy, something went wrong for no reason, and it was almost taken advantage of by him to cause trouble, which had a great impact on this illusion.

Fortunately, he noticed it in time, and finally pushed the little fairy back to the ground.

Just thinking about it, high above the sky, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and the sound of thunder quickly faded away.

But the Dao Tribulation of the Patriarch of "Suji" has also ended.

The breath around him surged, completely transformed, and he also stepped into Mahayana.

"Suji" Patriarch looked at the seal of the Fallen Immortal, and immediately said: "This time, we will first discuss the Tao with Emperor Peixian, and then we will join hands to seal the little fairy in the illusion."

"I have gained a lot in this illusion."

"Now I have to return to the Lower Realm Bieyuan immediately, and study and understand what I have gained recently."

"Chuiyu" nodded slightly: "Good."

The voice fell, and the figures of the two disappeared instantly.

The towering nine pillars are still there, and the catastrophe seems endless. The shock chains are poured into the ground, and the seal is continuously strengthened.

The surrounding darkness is surging, and it seems that it wants to cross the nine pillars and completely submerge the boundary of this place.

In the darkness, there was an endless stream of rustling sounds, as if countless ghosts were hidden.

There are no more intelligent beings here.

Until this time, a figure appeared from the void.

Standing with his hands behind his back, his aura is far away, as if he doesn't belong to this world at all.

His appearance is obviously without any cover and illusion, but he still can't remember it, as if this world can't leave his trace.Therefore, in the Panya Realm, it is impossible to remember every bit of it.

However, even though he couldn't remember it, when any creature in this world saw him, he would involuntarily think of one word: perfect.

Flawless perfection.

The perfection that does not belong to this world.

He had been by the side just now, and he personally took part in this seal.

But none of the six patriarchs present, whether they were Dujie or Mahayana, were aware of His existence.