Puppet cultivation, if you find the real one, I lose

The appearance of this Loulan stone instantly caused the divine consciousness above to intersect, and all the forces hiding in the desert paid attention to it.

""Whoosh!"

A ray of light flew by quickly. It was a small sand flying boat. On top stood a monk in a yellow robe wearing a bamboo hat. The boat was also a spiritual treasure. It was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it arrived next to the newly born Loulan Stone.

He was the first to make a move. His cultivation was at the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm. He also had the means to block the wind of decay for a moment. He stretched out his hand and a green hand appeared in the air, grabbing the Loulan Stone and going away.

Several figures flew out from below. They all looked annoyed because they hesitated for a moment and missed the opportunity.

Chen Huan smiled at this scene:

"Mothers are great, but we cannot say that fathers are useless, and there are so many fathers."

A father's greatness is not his outstanding education, nor his gentleness and consideration. A father's greatness is his responsibility to protect and his animality to save his life!

""Boom!"

A male tooth spirit fish exploded without hesitation, and its teeth, bones, scales, and fins pierced into the yellow-shirted man's body at an unimaginable speed.

The next moment, his magic power was instantly blocked, and he could not activate any magic. His face was extremely terrified. Hundreds of male fish shuttled past him, and he saw the yellow-shirted monk turning into sand at a very fast speed, and his whole body disappeared with the wind. There were too many fish now, and Chen Huan did not look at them anymore, but his consciousness returned to Xia Qingshan.

The tooth spirit fish only has two abilities to fight the enemy, prohibiting magic and turning into sand. To take the Loulan Stone, it is not about how fast it can act. But how can we fight against the sand without mana?

Chen Huan's whole body was covered with the Dao rhyme of sand, and all the fish passed by him. Hongye had no defense and let the fish pass through her body, as if passing through a phantom.

In the fishing path, all the monks of the Demon Mansion were sitting cross-legged in the scorpion puppet. The artistic conception of sand maintained the disguise. Unfortunately, they were hit by fish, and a large amount of artistic conception was consumed instantly, so they quickly replaced another puppet. Jiuyue was the first to discover the arrival of the two. He walked out of the puppet, his whole body glowing red, and saluted Chen Huan and Hongye with a fist:

"Met two adults"

"The Sect Master has ordered that Jiuyue has been waiting here for a long time. Please come in."

Chen Huan nodded. He was not surprised that Shisanyao knew they were coming, but he took another look at the fishing path.

At this time, inside the fishing path, large balls of fish rolled in, like an assembly line, sending the mating tooth spirit fish into the salt lake.

He couldn't help but sigh at Shisanyao's wonderful ideas again. This is much better than snatching Loulan stones in the tide outside. Just catch them at home and hatch them.

Under Jiuyue's guidance, Chen Huan and Hongye passed through the formation and entered the cave under the salt lake.

Murong Jing was not there, and only Shisanyao was in the cave. He put his hands behind his back and looked up.

Above his head was the salt lake. At this time, there were a lot of black fish eggs in the lake. Those were ordinary fish eggs that failed, and there were countless scarlet leeches in them that were quickly devouring those useless fish eggs.

Nine Loulan stones emitting white light were gradually petrified.

Noticing Chen Huan's arrival, he turned around and smiled:

"You are all back."

He greeted her in a familiar way and waved to Jiuyue, who returned the greeting and quickly left.

"It's been a long time since we've been together like this."

He looked at Chen Huan and Hong Ye, and with a flick of his sleeves, a few tables, three stools, a big stove, and some food appeared in the center of the cave.

Looking at Chen Huan, he said jokingly:

"Can you also grill meat?"

Chen Huan just looked at Thirteen Yao, feeling a little uncomfortable with his familiarity.

Thirteen Yao did not ask again, but just picked up a few pieces of pork belly and put them on the iron rack and said:

"Sit down first and try my cooking."

"You always said before that a good chef may not be able to kill pigs, but a butcher must be a good chef."

"Many, many years."

He suddenly sighed and turned the pork on the iron rack.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Chen Huan took a breath, took a few steps forward and sat on the chair. Seeing this, Hongye also followed suit and sat on another chair.

"Can I ask you some questions?" He broke the brief silence.

With a sizzling sound, the fat from the grilled pork belly dripped into the charcoal fire. Thirteen Yao turned his head to look at Chen Huan, his eyes seemed to be extremely firm and he said:

"Xia Qingshan."

Chen Huan looked up and looked at him.

"From today on, I will answer all your questions and respond to all your requests."

Chen Huan's heart trembled when he heard this. A surge of emotions rushed towards him. He quickly closed his eyes to avoid Thirteen Yao's gaze.

Then he lowered his head and said:

"I want to know what kind of world this is."

Thirteen Yao laughed and said:

"Boring world."

Chen Huan was stunned, and then he saw Thirteen Yao continue to say

"This world is not big. A long, long time ago, countless epochs ago, this was the place closest to the end."

"The end?"

"Well, the end of cultivation."

Chen Huan was a little skeptical. He didn't believe that the end of cultivation was only the perfection of the spirit transformation.

"But suddenly one day, the earth collapsed, and the sky and the earth separated. Since then, the rules of the world have changed drastically, and slowly evolved into the world we know today."

"Is this also the reason why the spirit is perfect and the life is endless?"Chen Huan asked.

Thirteen Yao flipped the pork belly on the grill again and nodded.

"There shouldn't be only these few people."

He was asking about the fact that if he really had an infinite lifespan, then the accumulated talents over such a long period of time would definitely be more than just three sects, four pavilions, and a dozen people.

"Haha, you're right. This reminds me of the records in the Netherworld Tower. It says that in the era when the sky collapsed and the earth sank, everyone's cultivation level dropped to the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation. Then they found that they had infinite lifespans, and they were all surprised to say that this was a blessed land."

"This group of people were originally great monks with many skills. Even though it was extremely difficult to achieve the perfection of the incarnation in this world, after dozens of���After years of research, he gradually developed a method to create the Great Perfection of God."

"You can imagine what happened next."

Thirteen Yao looked up at the top of the cave and continued:

"The son wants to achieve boundless life, the grandson wants to achieve infinite life, and so on, until the whole world is filled with the Great Perfection of Transformation Spirits. When the ground can no longer accommodate them, they will build floating islands, layer upon layer, directly under the wind of decay and disaster."

"Then what?"

Chen Huan could probably guess the result of the entropy increase.

But the next sentence Thirteen Yao said:

"Then there was one more rule in this world. Before the end of each era, a devastating natural disaster would come to all cultivators."

"Natural disasters?"

Chen Huan's original guess was nothing more than chaos, war, death, and finally people returning to a time when resources could be distributed.

"Well, within a hundred years of the natural disaster, all people with spiritual roots and cultivation, demons, ghosts, everything will turn into ashes, and the world will return to the mortal world."

Shisanyao's words were extremely calm, but Chen Huan's pupils shrank violently, and his heart was extremely shocked.

He seemed to see all the cultivators in the world wailing in despair under the natural disaster, and countless lives were lost.

Such a disaster lasted for a hundred years, and all the mortals who had contact with the cultivators died in a hundred years. The stories they told to future generations about cultivators were also regarded as jokes and legends. The cultivators in the whole world were extinct in a discontinuity.

And what surprised him most was that 99.99% of the cultivators in this world had never known such news.

When the natural disaster came, they would die without warning while looking forward to tomorrow.

If he didn't have the system and didn't resolutely leave the Tianxing Sect.

He might also be like this, dying suddenly in ignorance.

"But what exactly is this natural disaster? It can make countless powerful monks helpless."

He still couldn't believe it.

""Huh", Thirteen Yao blew a breath to disperse some of the dust in the stove and replied:

"The record says:"I miss the starlight, but the dirt covers my eyes, so I ask for a broom, which will keep me clean for a century, and keep me healthy all year round.’"

After Chen Huan heard this, his mind exploded and a flash of light flashed across his sea of consciousness.

The original deity, who was far underground, suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand. An ancient book appeared in his hand.

《"Notes in the House"

Part 2: Records of the beginning of sweeping the house.