At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

They all sat down on the side of the road. Big Black Bull looked indifferent. Little Mu Feng was happily running around in circles, looking around. He Ling sat down quietly with a smile on his face. The old turtle, the filthy beast, was even more indifferent.

After watching the tides over the years, it has been seeking enlightenment, but its brain is a little slow. It is likely that it has had that feeling of sudden enlightenment countless times, but its heart still has not caught up.

At this time, Chen Xun lowered his head and took out the Star Hub that had been sealed for a long time.

Enter it with one thought.

But something made him silent...

His Heavenly Star Hub was unable to connect to other fairy realms. Even the Boundless Fairy Realm could not be covered. He could not directly contact Ji Yan, even if it was an acquaintance.

Chen Xun sat on the side of the road with a calm expression.

"Brother, the Boundless Immortal Realm is in the center of the three thousand immortal realms. It should not be difficult to find the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance." He Ling said.

"Hmm..." Chen Xun nodded, but he was actually silently reciting the name Ji Yan in his heart.

But it seemed that because the distance was too far, even the immortal's gratitude became extremely weak, and this was also the case with his incarnation that had stayed in Yuzhu Continent.

Later, they inquired about the news in the fairy city.

Without a world domain gate, if one wants to cross the fairyland, one can only climb over mountains and cross rivers on one's own. However, it is said that one must at least transcend the tribulation of the Heavenly Venerable to have a chance of crossing the two fairyland before the end of one's life energy is blocked.

Afterwards, Chen Xun and his family stayed in the fairy city for half a month and then embarked on a long cross-domain journey. However, they were not in a hurry. Sometimes they lived in the mountains and rivers, sometimes they shuttled back and forth in the fairy city, or explored the fairy treasures, or appreciated the local customs and practices.

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The fairy world calendar is 40,000 years.

Years are like a ruthless painter, using time as a pen and vicissitudes of life as ink, freely painting on this mysterious and vast fairyland, sketching out a magnificent picture of vicissitudes of life and unpredictable changes.

Fairyland outside the domain.

Somewhere on the edge of the primeval forest.

There was a group of foreign cultivators who looked very embarrassed.

I saw that group of immortal cultivators, their clothes were ragged, their hair was messy, and the magic weapons on their bodies were dim. It was obvious that they had experienced a very tragic escape.

Their eyes were filled with fatigue and fear, but when they looked toward that ancient forbidden land, a glimmer of determination and hope flashed in their eyes.

The leading cultivator had a stern face, and although his figure was slightly staggering, his words were filled with unquestionable determination: "We have finally arrived at this legendary ancient forbidden land. Even if the outer perimeter is already filled with immortal energy turning into mist, we will definitely be able to escape the pursuit."

Some of the people behind him were seriously injured, with faint light emitting from the wounds, but they were forcing themselves to hold on; some were as pale as paper, and they were holding the only remaining magic weapon tightly in their hands, as if that was their last straw.

"Brother Daoist, there are endless legends about this place. Do we really want to enter..." A younger cultivator's voice trembled, his eyes full of worry and uneasiness. Looking at the forbidden area shrouded in fog and emitting a mysterious and dangerous aura, he unconsciously shrank back.

"Enter!" The leader shouted loudly, resounding like a bell, and resolutely stepped into the mist at the edge of the forbidden area. Everyone looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, gritted their teeth, and followed.

Buzz —

But before they stepped in, the world seemed to be violently shaken by an invisible giant hand, the void was torn apart, a blinding light appeared, and a giant sword ten thousand feet long descended.

The blade of the giant sword was broad, and there seemed to be bursts of immortal sounds coming from it, and it was as if thousands of stars were flowing and colliding on the sword, erupting with waves of magical power that could destroy the world.

The sword exudes a deep blue cold light, like the soul of a polar glacier, freezing cold, and wherever it passes, the space seems to be frozen.

Everyone felt their scalps tingling and their hearts suddenly shrink, as if they were being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and their souls were trembling under this tremendous pressure.

Their eye sockets bulged out, their eyeballs almost popped out, their faces filled with fear and disbelief, they subconsciously exclaimed: "What the hell?!"

Under the sword, a blue-robed monk sat peacefully, gazing calmly at the distant land: "Everyone, you are rampant in the border of my fairyland, this is not a place for you to seek opportunities."

As he spoke, an invisible pressure surged towards the distance like a tide.

It was obvious that these words were not addressed to the refugees.

On the distant mountains.

A young man with a noble temperament and strong cultivation changed his expression slightly, stared into the distance and said in a deep voice: "I have no intention of disturbing the envoys of the forbidden land, but they are serious criminals of our tribe and must be brought back."

Before he finished speaking, tens of thousands of cultivators behind him couldn't help but look sideways. This was a ruthless man who could melt the essence and blood of all races, but he was actually bowing to the envoy of the forbidden area.

"Go back." The blue-robed monk responded indifferently, "A thousand years ago, your Heng clan ancestor tried to force his way into the fairyland, but was later fished away by a fishing rod. Haven't you learned your lesson yet?"

When talking about this matter, the blue-robed monk seemed to be emotionally fluctuating. That matter was quite strange, and he still didn't know what it was. He only knew that it was the immortal from the Yuzhu Continent who took action personally.

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the distance.

The ancestor disappeared for a thousand years, was he fished away? ! !

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and the young man's expression became increasingly ugly, as if he was enduring something. The ancestor of the Heng clan was his biological father, so he naturally knew that he had entered this ancient forbidden area.

"Let's go." The young man took a deep breath.

"Hahaha, the ancestor of the Heng clan has been captured. Heng Ye, are you going to be so cowardly?!" Suddenly, a powerful and heroic laughter that resounded through the sky sounded like thunder, breaking the silence for a moment.

The laughter was full of wantonness and arrogance, as if it wanted to trample the majesty of this ancient forbidden land underfoot.

A man came walking in the air. With every step he took, ripples appeared in the void beneath his feet, as if he could not bear the weight. His body was surrounded by the dazzling light of the avenue. His eyes were filled with endless ridicule and provocation as he stared at Heng Ye.

Buzz —

While everyone was still dumbfounded and had no time to react, the giant sword that spanned the sky like a pillar of the sky was driven by a powerful force of laws. It suddenly trembled and made a buzzing sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth!

The next moment, it was like a star out of control, crashing into the body of the man walking in the air with a force that could destroy the world. Its speed was as fast as lightning that streaked across the night sky, and in just a moment, it crossed the endless void.

In an instant, there was a loud bang that shook the earth.

The earth was filled with smoke and dust.

As the light gradually dissipated, one could see that he had been pinned to the ground by the giant sword, like an ant stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

His head hit the ground heavily, and a big hole was instantly created in the hard ground. Blood gushed out from his broken forehead like a fountain, flowing down his cheeks, staining his originally heroic face into a mess.

"Stop making too much noise." The blue-robed monk said expressionlessly, "Be quiet at the border of the Immortal Realm. As for your identities and origins, they are insignificant. Go back to where you came from. Don't disturb my quiet cultivation anymore."

The air was extremely solemn.

Heng Ye's eyes swelled up, his fingers trembled slightly, and he said, "May I ask your respectful taboo, Senior?"

"The Immortal Realm embraces Yuanshan, embraces Yuanzong, embraces Yuan Patriarch, Xiao Sheng."

The blue-robed monk's eyes focused, and he announced his own name in a mighty voice: A man's name is like the shadow of a tree, the Five Elements Fairyland, and a role model for those who ascend from the lower world.

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