Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The underground palace, at the end of the nine passes, the gate opens.

Qin Xuan stayed for a few days from the endless disasters before slowly waking up.

I saw the hearth of the Great Zhou God Fortune Furnace return to his body, his eyes slowly opened.

He looked ahead, not seeing the ancient emperor, but seeing the open palace gate.

"Take a risk, really let Tu Ling's ancient emperor compromise?" Qin Xuan whispered in his heart, he had never expected this step.

Qin Xuan's eyes were long, standing in front of the palace gate, and it was a long time before he stepped into the gate of the heavenly palace.

I saw inside this gate, surrounded by bronze statues, all strange creatures.

Some people wear wings, but every feather on the wings looks like lightning, with a long nose and a high drum.

There are also people with ten arms like a demon, with four pupils, arranged up and down, holding a halberd.

The creatures are like the guards of this palace.

Qin Xuan looked at the top of the palace and saw a divine light radiating from an octagonal platform. Under this divine light, a scroll was born.

This scroll is full of brilliant gold, exuding great power.

Qin Xuan looked calm and looked calm.

"This is the treasure guarded by the ancient emperor Tu Ling. Looking at the last of these nine levels, the ancient emperor Tu Ling almost doesn't want people to get it."

"I don't want people to get it, but let me pass this level. It is impossible for the ancient emperor of the Great Zhou Divine Fortune Furnace to allow the ancient emperor Tu Ling to compromise to this point!"

He muttered softly, suspiciously.

The voice fell, and a voice came from behind, "Indeed, the remnants of the ancient emperor of the Great Zhou Protoss are not going to make me compromise to this point."

Qin Xuan looked back, but saw that all the palace gates were covered by foxtails, and the ancient emperor Tu Ling stood quietly.

Qin Xuan's eyes shook slightly, as if he could see that the ancient emperor Tu Ling was the real body.

"Since the ancient emperor doesn't want people to get it, why let me pass that level!" Qin Xuan asked.

The ancient emperor Tu Ling said coldly: "Take this thing and leave!"

After speaking, she will leave.

Qin Xuan sighed softly, "I still hope that the ancient emperor will solve his doubts, otherwise, the ancient emperor will not show up."

The body of the ancient emperor Tu Ling paused for a while, and she slowly said: "The scroll was accidentally obtained by me. It is related to the holy fox of the heavens, and it is also related to the so-called trace of the heavenly ding!"

"How much you can see from it, and how much you can comprehend, that is your personal fate!"

"Today, I let you have this thing, and you owe me a favor. In the future, if you can see through the secrets of this heavenly axis, you should pay it back!"

"Luo Gutian Taoist Academy, Qin Changqing!"

The voice of the ancient emperor slowly sounded until the figure of the ancient emperor Tu Ling disappeared into the palace.

Qin Xuan looked at the huge palace gate and frowned slightly.

"It's related to the holy fox of the heavens, the heavenly ding is...could it be that it is one of the thirteen true treasures!?"

Immediately, he turned and walked towards the octagonal platform, and after getting closer, he reached for the scroll.

In the process, there was not the slightest obstruction. When he held the scroll, Qin Xuan's body shook in the next instant, and there was a sense of endless vastness pouring into his heart within the scroll.

It seemed as if the endless world was pouring into his heart forcibly, if Qin Xuan's mood wasn't firm, otherwise, his mood would just collapse.

When Qin Xuan came back to his senses, the heavenly axis he had done had lost its luster and turned into an ordinary golden scroll.

Qin Xuan's forehead did not know when cold sweat overflowed. At that moment, like a mayfly facing the world, the meaning from the axis of the sky was even better than the might of the ancient emperor.

"What exactly exists in this scroll?" Qin Xuan whispered, and he slowly opened the scroll.

After opening it, Qin Xuan was completely stunned, only to see the front of the scroll, not even a word, let alone runes.

"Is it a wordless book?" Qin Xuan couldn't help but laughed: "In the world of cultivation and immortality, it was difficult to see such clichés."

He looked at the book, slightly moved his ancestral strength into the heavenly axis, only to see a black symbol on the scroll suddenly lit up.

These symbols are not words, and Qin Xuan is even more ignorant.

Qin Xuan looked at the scroll carefully, there were a total of sixteen runes, but he didn't know the specific meaning.

He pondered, remembering Emperor Yao's instructions and the words of the ancient Emperor Tu Ling, and immediately, he put the golden holy power cultivated in his body into this heavenly axis.

Suddenly, a line of line characters appeared on the scroll, and each font seemed to be written on it in white light.

Qin Xuan stared at him, remembering these runes in his mind.

When he had remembered all the runes in his mind, Qin Xuan's source suddenly roared.

Qin Xuan only felt that his consciousness had fallen into a blankness. When he reacted, he saw an old man with white hair floating.

The old man was looking at Qin Xuan quietly, and said with a faint smile: "It was the human race who had cultivated a trace of God's power, which surprised me."

Qin Xuan looked at the old man, without saying a word, he looked around carefully.

"This place is the Cangtian Realm, and it does not belong to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths." The old man said slowly, "You can call me Tianlao."

Qin Xuan recovered, he looked at the old man and said lightly, "Who is the old man?"

The old man was startled, and then he smiled and said, "I know nine heavens and ten endless things!"

With just a word, Qin Xuan couldn't help but raise his brow.

It's a big tone to know nine days and ten endless things.

"How do I use the power of God in my body?" Qin Xuan said directly.

"The power of the heavens is above the nine heavens and ten earths. There is a volume between the heavens and the earth, called the celestial map, and it is in the same line with the axis of the heavens. If you find it, you can understand the method of cultivating the power of the heavens. !"

"The heavens are hundreds of millions of races, each of which has a different cultivation method. The existing cultivation methods may not be suitable for you, the human race that soared from the chaos world." Tian Lao said with a smile.

His body did not look like a real thing, floating in front of Qin Xuan.

"Then where is this sky map?" Qin Xuan asked.

Tian Lao suddenly said nothing, he just looked at Qin Xuan with a smile.

"But what are the requirements?" Qin Xuan asked unhurriedly.

Tian Lao still smiled without saying a word, Qin Xuan frowned, "What do you still know!?"

"Nine heavens and ten earths are endless things, I know everything, including yours!" Tianlao laughed softly: "Self-proclaiming the chaos world of the immortal world, the chaos world that has been transformed by Xu Shan's consciousness, you who have lived through the long river of time and lived two lives , You who have entered and walked out of nine trillion years of age."

"Furthermore, you can resist the erosion of the turbidity, and then master the turbidity and cultivate its strength with the help of nine trillion years of tempered state of mind."

Tian Lao's smile was peaceful, but every word changed Qin Xuan's expression slightly.

His words are all related to his most secret places.

This old guy was showing off his skills to prove that he really knew nine days and ten endless things.

"Then you think, one day, the sword in my hand can kill you!?" Qin Xuan said lightly, looking at the old man.

The old man looked still, "I am in the sky, and the ancient emperor cannot be found here."

"Moreover, I know the past, but I don't know the future. I don't know if you can kill me." Tianlao smiled and said, "If there is such a day, you can give it a try."

Looking at the old man, Qin Xuan could not help but let out a breath.

"Why can you tell me about the traces of the sky map!?" Qin Xuan stared at the old man.

"The ruins of the sky are exhausted, the ancient roads appear, the sky is pictured, and the sky is stained with blood." The old man spit out twelve characters with a smile.

The voice fell, and the surroundings suddenly dispersed, Qin Xuan's consciousness returned.

But the heavenly axis in his hand has not changed, and there is still no word on it.

Qin Xuan frowned, "The ruins of the sky are exhausted, and the ancient ways are now!"

"Tianxu, ancient road!"

He sighed slightly, thinking that he could find the secrets about the holy fox in the sky, but now, he seemed to be involved in a greater secret.

"Fine!"

Qin Xuan spit out two words, he put this heavenly axis into his dantian, and walked outside the underground palace.

"How many secrets are there in these nine heavens and ten places, those who stop me Qin Changqing..."

His expression was indifferent, and there was no surprise in his eyes.

"One by one is broken!"