Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

Fifty miles to the east, near the last stage of the inheritance trial

"Inheritance of the Immortal Saint Race." Bian Feichen murmured, "I don't know how powerful it is."

And that person, with the approval of the Immortal Holy Land, obtained an immortal body, but he was reduced to the predicament of neither human nor ghost. Recalling the image of the God of War who was turbulent and decisive in the past, he suddenly felt like a dream.

He couldn't help but move forward.

"Fate is not enough. You can enter the Holy Land, but you cannot enter the Land of Inheritance." Gong Yilin also noticed the situation here and reminded him.

Bian Feichen paused, "You once said that he only succeeded halfway, why?"

Either live or die, why is it only half the battle.

"Recognition and inheritance are not the same thing. Recognition is just the ability to obtain an immortal body, so even if it is unsuccessful, it may not necessarily be obliterated, but inheritance is different. No matter which faction of inheritance it is, if you want to get it, you must be prepared to die. In other words, life or death."

"He's right." A voice came from behind, light and floating, as if it could be blown away by the wind, and the person walking towards him was dressed in a green shirt, with a thin figure and pale skin, as if he was moving. the living dead.He was a few miles away, walking strangely, and actually walked a few meters in front of Gongyilin and his party, and then stopped.

From such a close distance, one can see more clearly. Even a sickly white face is considered good. This person who arrived feels like a thin paper, blown by the wind.

"It's you." Bian Feichen's tone rose slightly.

Bai Mo stood aside quietly as if he hadn't seen him, "It's useless."

Bian Feichen was at a loss for words, took a deep breath, and silently recited the "Pure Heart Mantra".

"The third level of the test, the extreme east of the Holy Land, will be fully opened after sunset." To everyone's surprise, in a strange atmosphere, it was Gongyilin who spoke first. "If you want to get the complete approval of the Holy Land, you must go to the mountain to worship. Even if you fail three passes, you also have to enter the place of inheritance."

Bian Feichen continued, "I'll just go and have a look then."

"I don't know how to live or die." Even so, Bai Mo didn't stop him.

The sun was falling inch by inch. At this time, there must be puppet sects from the outside world to intercept and kill their people. The situation was not optimistic. Bian Feichen's eyes flickered, thinking of the inheritance of the immortal saints for a moment, the only way to get out of trouble.

Seeming to see what he was thinking, Gong Yilin said slowly, "Do you know the strength of the genius who tried to obtain the inheritance of the immortal saints thousands of years ago?"

Bian Feichen shook his head, these appalling histories can only be heard from books or from the mouths of the elders of the sect.

"If you try your best, you can fight across two great realms."

Crossing one small realm is half a genius, two is a peerless genius, and crossing two big realms... Bian Feichen's pupils dilated slightly.

"So arrogant." It was the fairy puppet who sighed. If the rumors are true, this kind of peerless evildoer is estimated to only come out once in hundreds of millions of years. Thinking of the final fate of this genius, even if he is molded from clay and has no heart, he can't help but utter There was a sigh.

"Such a genius, why do you still want to go..." Bian Feichen didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he wanted to express. Why would such a genius want to covet the inheritance of the undead saint clan.

"It all happened more than 1000 years ago. If there was any secret, it would have been buried long ago," Gong Yilin said, "I tell you that I don't want you to make a fearless sacrifice."

Bian Feichen nodded. He didn't have much interest in the inheritance. He only wanted to get it to make it easier to face the puppet gate when he went out. If he lost his life in order to get the inheritance, the gain would outweigh the loss.

"Let me do this fearless sacrifice!"

Those impassioned words made the jaws of those who heard them drop in shock.Even the corners of Bai Mo's mouth twitched on his zombie-like dull face.

Where did it come from?

"That," Bian Feichen said as if trying to persuade him.

Gong Yilin, "Wealth and wealth are in danger, so let me make this sacrifice!"

What he said was very righteous, but upon hearing the words, he wanted to punch him.

"I haven't come back for so long, it seems that that phoenix has something to do with it." The excitement just now was gone, and Gong Yilin stared at the dense forest in the distance, narrowing his eyes slightly.As time passed, there was still no shadow at all.

Immortal Puppet secretly glanced at Gongyilin, there was no trace of worry on his face, he seemed to be full of confidence in that sea butterfly.

When the last ray of the sun sank into the clouds, Gong Yilin suddenly said, "Let's go."

Bian Feichen was taken aback, "Senior's monster still..." His voice stopped suddenly, and a beautiful blue butterfly was parked on Gongyilin's shoulder at some point. trembling slightly.If you look carefully, there is still a drop of blood stained on it. This blood stain exuding scorching temperature obviously does not belong to the sea butterfly itself.

Fenghuang, who was in estrus, was beaten and bled.

"Such a powerful monster, how did the seniors deceive me?"

There was no sarcasm in this sentence, even admiration, but it was a pity that Gongyi Lin was so impressed by his personality that he blurted out the word 'cheat', but other listeners thought it was a logical use of this word.

"It's ridiculous, life is not easy."

"Bah! Don't tarnish the word life."

The calm fairy puppet couldn't help but swear, and everyone was surprised to hear that the puppet could also curse, but soon they all nodded in unison, including the little bird, which rarely moved its head seriously.

Gongyilin: ...

Already gathered, the scenery in front of them is no different from that behind them, even the trees are much thinner, but once they step in, they are two completely different worlds.

Bai Mo was the first to step in, and he was half-identified by the undead saints. If he did not enter, no one could enter. In a few breaths, the normally dead and watery inheritance land ushered in several strange roads all at once. breath.

"Whether it's a dragon or a worm, it depends on whether we can make a living here."

The land here seems to exude an aura that can only be found in ancient times, which has a huge role in promoting the cultivation of monks, and this land is only a carrier for storing inheritance.How terrifying is the real inheritance?

"Huh?" Bai Mo frowned incredulously.This is not the first time he has come here, but this is the first time he has sensed this ancient aura. He is sure that there was no such vision when he came last time.

"The Dragon Burial Formation wakes up." Hai Die suddenly said, "If you go in rashly, you will be half disabled if you don't die."

The little bird sitting on Gongyilin's shoulder suddenly flapped its wings and flew up.

Gongyilin stopped the immortal puppet who was about to follow, "The Dragon Burial Formation is an existence that can strangle even true immortals. It is to explore the truth and see if the formation wakes up a bit."

Immortal Puppet was puzzled, could it be that there is still life in this formation?

Gongyilin waved his hand to the little bird in front of him, and said emotionally: "The dragon burial formation is dangerous, and there is a monster sleeping inside. If it really wakes up, remember four words—"

Immortal Puppet looked in surprise, unexpectedly this person was a bit hypocritical, he seemed to be telling 'be careful in everything', it seemed that he treated this Kunpeng a little differently, perhaps, it was hard to say how sincere he was.

"You must guard yourself like jade."

The four words were uttered in a painful tone, and the little bird not far away shook its wings and swayed slightly.

The author has something to say: Gongyilin: If you encounter a large monster, innocence is the most important thing.

The little bird turned into its original form and spread half of its wings: ... to slap you to death.