My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Bai Gu sat cross-legged, as if in a trance posture, and I don't know how long he kept it.

And for some reason, the bones have not decayed.

Jing Yue didn't expect there to be human bones here, could it be someone who entered here before?It's a pity that the other party is dead, so there is no way to answer his question.

He looked at Qin Yanzhi, who had a dignified expression, turned over into the cave, picked up a token from the ground, glanced at it and said in surprise, "Old Ancestor Wen Chan!"

Jing Yue: "Smell the cicada?!"

It was a name he had heard before!

In his previous life, he had heard of an outstanding disciple of Wanming Sword Sect named Wen Chan.It's just that in this life, Jing Yue heard that this person had been sacrificed in the demon robbery, so how could Wen Chan's bones be here?

He asked the doubts in his heart, Qin Yanzhi said: "Patriarch Wen Chan didn't die from the demon robbery, he even participated in the subsequent sealing of the demon mountain. But patriarch Wen Chan did not have any of the seven direct disciples left, and the hatred in his heart is hard to bear." The disappearance has already affected the state of mind, so I killed the barrier together with the other eight sect seniors, and wanted to take advantage of the weak luck of the monster clan to kill a few half-sages who had escaped."

"Afterwards, there was no news of Wen Chan and his seniors, and all the soul lamps were extinguished. The sect sent people to look for it, but the misty forest had already appeared at that time, and they gave up after searching for a hundred years without any results."

Qin Yanzhi sighed, "I never thought that seniors would fall into this space."

"I want to see his skeleton, can I?" Jing Yue asked suddenly.

Qin Yanzhi knew that Jingyue's so-called "look" was to use his spiritual sense to examine inch by inch, and the reason why he asked him was out of respect.

"I heard from Patriarch Taoxian that Patriarch Wen Chan has always been informal, so I don't think he would mind."

Jing Yue immediately released his spiritual sense to investigate carefully, and after about a quarter of an hour, he said: "The ancestor Wen Chan doesn't look like he was killed, but rather he died by himself."

There was no scar on the other party's skeleton, and there was no erosion by demonic energy or demonic energy.

Qin Yanzhi frowned, doubts growing in his heart, he and Jing Yue seemed to be in a misty mountain forest, unable to see the truth at all.

"In any case, I have found the skeleton of the ancestor Wen Chan, I wonder if my karma should be here?"

After speaking, Qin Yanzhi put the token in his arms, lifted his robe and knelt down, and bowed three times to the skeleton.

Just when he was about to stand up, his chest suddenly felt hot. Qin Yan was stunned, and hurriedly took out the token, only to see that the originally cold token was emitting a lustrous and soft silver light.

Jing Yue was about to ask what was going on, when he heard a majestic and old voice, "Who is here?"

Qin Yanzhi was shocked, and immediately knelt down again, "Your junior is the No. 11 disciple of Wanming Sword Sect, Qin Yanzhi."

As soon as the words fell, a ball of white light came out from Wen Chan's sect order and stopped in front of Qin Yanzhi.

"I am the fourth generation disciple of Wanming Sword Sect, Wen Chan."

It's really smelling cicadas!

Jingyue only came back to his senses at this time, he never found out that there was still a trace of Wen Chan's spiritual thoughts hidden in the sect order, out of respect, he also saluted Wen Chan.

But Wen Chan's divine sense obviously didn't care about him, but said: "It's been eleven generations, and I don't know how many years have passed..."

Qin Yanzhi: "Going back to the ancestors, it has been more than 8000 years since the demon robbery and chaos."

"8000 years..."

The light group seemed to be dimmed, and said again: "Why are you able to come here?"

"The disciple doesn't know either." Qin Yanzhi roughly talked about his experience with Jing Yue, and then asked, "Where is this place?"

Wen Chan: "Here is the altar of the semi-sages of the Yaozu."

Jing Yue was slightly taken aback, he thought this was a cemetery, but he didn't expect it to be an altar.

The so-called sacrificial altar must have sacrifices, but there seems to be no living creatures in this space before, so what kind of sacrifices do they rely on?

Qin Yanzhi: "But those half-sages who escaped during the demon robbery?"

Wen Chan: "Not bad. Back then..."

Accompanied by Wen Chan's old voice, a secret that has been buried by time is slowly revealed.

It turned out that 8000 years ago, Wen Chan and several disciples crossed the barrier, trying to drive out the injured half-sage of the monster clan.

In order to avoid the pursuit and fear that the human race would settle their accounts in the fall, several half-sages simply took advantage of the terrain of the monster mountain to transform the foggy forest with their bodies, and created an altar with their spirits.

They originally wanted to use the inheritance as a bait to attract big and small demons to enter this place and become their sacrifices.The half-saints can devour each other's power through the altar, and when the soul is condensed and stronger, they will have the opportunity to reshape the body.

Jing Yue suddenly realized that the misty forest was actually for protecting the altar, not the demon city at all.

He also knew why the opponent's cultivation base was not enough to ascend, but he could create a space.There were three half-sages from the monster race who escaped back then. The so-called half-sages were equivalent to the strength of the human race during the tribulation period. The three half-sages worked together and could barely use [-]% of the power of Ascension, creating a space that was not too big .

Wen Chan: "During the creation of the altar by the half-sage of the monster race, I happened to bring people to kill them. Although I didn't understand what they were doing, it must be something that was not good for the human race, so we tried to destroy it. They were furious, and tried to bring us into this space with the help of nature, of course, my fellow disciples and I were unwilling, so we fought with them."

"At that time, their altar was almost completed, and they could control half of the power of the law. We were constrained by this, and we were always at a disadvantage. Because of this, they didn't take us seriously, so they demonstrated the real truth. Purpose."

Jing Yue was not surprised. The Yaozu always thought that the human race was cunning. To put it bluntly, the Yaozu did want to be "simple".

Wen Chan: "Although we were dubious, but seeing that there was no chance of winning, the nine of us decided to sacrifice our own flesh and soul, and transform countless auras to suppress the evil spirits, so that they could not achieve their goals."

"The half-saints resisted wildly and used the power of the law to exclude all our transformed aura from the altar, but at that time the space was not yet mature, and the power of the law could not completely dispel the aura, and the aura formed a spiritual valley around the altar. Siege the altar firmly."

"As for the divine sense you have seen, I kept it just in case. If there are people coming here in the future, I can also tell the truth about it."

Hearing this, Jing Yue finally understood why Yaozu, as the controller here, didn't have the control law to kill him and Qin Yanzhi.Because Wen Chan and others built a prison with spiritual energy outside the altar, the monsters in the misty forest could not perceive the existence of the altar.The souls of the half-saints have not been enshrined for many years, and have gradually collapsed.

Incomplete consciousness cannot control the laws here, even if they are the masters of creation here.

And this Linggu prison, although still under the control of the law, also restricted the law. For him and Qin Yanzhi, it was the only vitality in this space.

Qin Yanzhi was also shocked. If there were no sacrifices from Wen Chan and others, if the half-sage of the monster race could really be resurrected again, another catastrophe would inevitably happen to the human race!

There is always some peace, which is paid for by unknown sacrifices.

Wen Chan: "It's been 8000 years now, and their spirits are very weak, and they even lost their self-awareness. If there is no accident, the altar will completely collapse and die soon, but I don't know why it suddenly attracted you."

"But since you're here, don't take the trip in vain."

Qin Yanzhi: "You mean...?"

Wen Chan: "There are three altars here, and several semi-holy spirits and their natal magic weapons are sealed up in the altars. Whether you can get something or not depends on your ability. Once the altars are destroyed, this place will inevitably collapse. , you can leave too."

Qin Yanzhi: "Yes!"

The light group trembled, and slowly condensed into a phantom of a Taoist priest, but seeing him with white eyebrows and white hair, his eyes were hidden, "There are eight other fellow disciples who should be not far from me, Qin Yanzhi, find them and send them off." Come to me."

"Yes!"

Not long after, Qin Yanzhi and Jing Yue carefully placed the eight newly found bones next to Wen Chan.

Xu Ying looked at the eight bones, his fierce eyes gradually softened, and he said: "So, we did what we can, and then it's up to you."

Qin Yanzhi: "Please rest assured, Patriarch Wen Chan, this disciple will definitely do his best."

Wen Chan nodded slightly, and gave him a light tap.

In an instant, a vast and majestic aura poured into Qin Yanzhi's body, as if all the aura in this valley had gathered here.

Even Jing Yue, who was at the side, was also touched. The aura washed over every muscle and every bone in him. He only felt his dantian full and his spirit platform swell.

Suddenly, he felt light all over, and without warning, he stepped into Jindan Dzogchen.

Don't think about it, Qin Yanzhi, who directly benefited from it, must also advance!

When the spiritual energy gradually thinned, the two finally woke up from the mysterious state, only to find that Wen Chan's phantom became more transparent and almost disappeared.

"Old Patriarch Wen Chan!" Qin Yanzhi called out eagerly, not knowing what to do for him.

Wen Chan changed from being serious before, and bowed to Qin Yanzhi, "I will entrust everything to you."

His phantom gradually dissipated, and the nine white bones lined up suddenly turned into dust at the same time, as if his wish had been fulfilled.

On the ground, only a few sect tokens remained.

The surrounding area was very quiet, neither Jing Yue nor Qin Yanzhi spoke. After a long time, Qin Yanzhi picked up the tokens one by one, put them away carefully, and kowtowed three times to the ashes on the ground again.

Then he stood up, his tone was as cold as frost, "Let's go."

Jingyue saw that his expression was not good, and understood that he was in a heavy mood at this moment, so he couldn't say much, so he just nodded and followed Qin Yanzhi.

Although they still don't know why they came here at this moment, at least they have some understanding of the situation here, and they are no longer as tense as before.

The two soon reached the waterfall again, and Jing Yue used the demon pill to break the restriction.

This time it took a full ten days, and the restriction was finally lifted. The ground they stepped on was suddenly empty, and the two fell at the same time.

The hunting wind blew past their ears, and they seemed to fall into the endless abyss.

Hearing a sword cry, the Taiqing Sword reacted faster than the Xiao Canglan Sword, it automatically came out of the scabbard, became Zhang wide, and caught the two at the speed of flying stars.

Jing Yue was instinctively close to Taiqing, and was about to say thank you, but the space in this area vibrated violently, stronger than when the Shimen opened.

There were roars from all directions, there were men and women, with strong resentment and hatred——

"Too clear!"

"Too clear!"

"Too clear!"

Sentence after sentence, as if echoing.

At the same time, a white light flew out of Qin Yanzhi's dantian, which was Taiqing Sword Soul.

The sword soul turned into a long sword, and slashed at the void——

"Chong!"

The sharp sword energy scattered in all directions, instantly killing all the voices of resentment, and the surroundings returned to tranquility.

Jing Yue was startled and said, "Why do these half-sages know so clearly?!"

Yes! 8000 years ago, once they forgot, they used the Taiqing sword to kill the demon saint. How could the half-saints not remember this sword that made them hate it?

Jing Yue suddenly had a premonition that the great cause and effect that Qin Yanzhi sensed might not refer to the ancestor Wen Chan, but was attracted by Tai Qing!

But he was not allowed to think too much at this time, because they had been sent to the first altar by Taiqing.

The altar is very high, and the stone steps leading to the altar are hidden in the thick fog. Although there is no cobweb dust, it feels old and dilapidated inexplicably.

Jing and Qin climbed up the stone steps directly, and the more they went up, the colder they felt, and fine frost gradually formed on the stone steps.

"I remember it was recorded in the book that the three half-sages who escaped back then were the Wanse Demon Ancestor of the Butterfly Clan, the Thunder Demon Ancestor of the Leopard Clan, and the Immortal Slayer Demon Ancestor of the Eagle Clan." Yao Zu is good at the way of ice, and the altar above is probably hers."

Qin Yan Zhibi was much more silent when she first came in, but she still responded to Jing Yue's words, "She is the weakest of the three semi-sages, so it's a good thing to meet her first."

After walking for another quarter of an hour, they finally arrived at the altar.

The so-called sacrificial altar is actually just a vast platform, the platform is full of frost flowers, there is an altar in the middle, the table is empty, and behind the altar stands a piece of ice stone ten feet high, in which a petite butterfly is sealed .

It really is colorful!Once the Yaozu become a semi-holy, they can restore their true nature at any time, and they can also turn into behemoths at any time.

But the butterfly they saw was not Wanse's real body, but was transformed by spirit.

Jing Yue winked at Qin Yanzhi, and the latter immediately slashed out with a sword, the sword shadow passed by, and the sword energy hit the ice stone heavily, a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the ice surface, and then shattered loudly.

Hundreds of flowers bloomed on the altar, and all colors burst out of the ice!

The butterfly flapped its wings and turned into a charming woman with a pair of colorful wings growing on her back. There are thousands of colors on the wings, but they are not fancy at all.

The eyes of this half-sage who has been in the demon world for tens of thousands of years are dull at this time, and he looks like a pool of stagnant water. Jing Yue knows that Wan Se has no self-awareness, or that her self-awareness has already collapsed.

After 8000 years of wear and tear, Wanse's cultivation has fallen to the realm of the cave.

Jing Yue secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and saw the wings of a thousand-color butterfly flapping, and a violent cold wind swept over in an instant.Snow fluttered in the wind, dancing all over the sky, dyeing his vision white.

Before he could make a move, Qin Yanzhi had already raised his sword, and a man and a monster quickly started fighting.

Jing Yue saw that Qin Yanzhi was obviously suppressing Wanse, forcing Wanse to retreat, so he simply stood aside and watched.

Suddenly, Wan Se put his hands together in a relaxed posture, and thick fog billowed around him, in which a very strong demon poison was lurking.

Qin Yan held his breath and attacked even faster, but Jing Yue felt that the evil poison in his body seemed to be tempted, and began to move again.

He tried his best to suppress it, but saw that the white mist was getting thicker and thicker, covering Wan Se's figure.

Jing Yue reminded: "I heard that Wan Se is good at illusion, you should be careful."

Qin Yanzhi nodded slightly—"he and I" might be able to hit the illusion, but at this moment he definitely won't!

Jing Yue was obviously right. Soon, the dense fog cleared and the surrounding scene changed. He and Qin Yanzhi appeared in a courtyard full of weeds at the same time. When the wind came, the weeds were blown and there was a rustling sound.

At the end of the courtyard, there is a small mountain temple.

Jing Yue looked at the place curiously, but didn't notice Qin Yanzhi's momentary stiffness.

"Boom—"

Suddenly there was a dull thunder in the sky, the wind blew harder, and the torrential rain poured down.

A figure appeared in the misty rain.

The man's long hair was disheveled, his body was drenched, he stood alone in the storm and shyly said: "Yan Zhi, why don't you come over?"

Qin Yanzhi: "..."

Jing Yue: "... the Taoxian Patriarch can also be so... flirtatious and charming?"

That figure was Taoxian, the ancestor of Wanming Sword Sect. Jing Yue felt that he was not well. How could he look directly at Taoxian in the future?

However, Qin Yanzhi's originally tense body relaxed. He thought that Wanse had glimpsed the secret in his heart, trying to reproduce the illusion in the six rounds of secret realm.The last time he was the only one who fell into the illusion, Jing Yue didn't know the truth, if the other party saw it...

Qin Yanzhi felt his chest constrict just thinking about it!

Although I don't know why the illusion suddenly changed, but I can only feel sorry for Taoxian Patriarch!

Faced with such an oolong, Qin Yanzhi killed the ancestor of the Taoxian with a single sword, thinking: Actually, such an ancestor of the Taoxian is quite terrifying.

After the illusion was gone, the two were still on the altar, and Jing Yue sighed: "I really didn't expect Wanse's illusion to be so clumsy, most likely because of its degeneration of spirit and soul, which led to its lack of strength."

Qin Yanzhi was silent for a long time, "You are right."

Wanse had no choice but to take Qin Yanzhi from the beginning to the end, so he had to transform into a huge prototype, with his wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun, and his six legs as sharp as steel knives.

Her forefoot swiped towards Qin Yanzhi, but was cut off by Qin Yanzhi's understated sword.

Wan Se, who was unconscious, could not feel pain, but instinctively sensed danger. She forced something out of her body, which turned out to be a translucent white leaf.

When Jing Yue saw it, his heart skipped half a beat. It was...

——Ice Cicada Leaf!The five elements of the wood attribute are extremely cold!Wanse's talisman is actually what he has been looking for!

Xiao Canglan Sword also sensed the breath of the ice cicada leaf, and immediately wanted to get out of the scabbard, but was held down by Jing Yue, "Zhenjun, the ice cicada leaf is of great use to me, please don't break it !"

Qin Yanzhi, as the person who gave the sword pill, of course understood why Jing Yue needed it, so he restrained his attacks a lot.

Even so, Wanse was still not Qin Yanzhi's opponent, and eventually died under the sword of Taiqing, leaving his soul behind.

Hundreds of flowers on the altar withered, and a huge crack opened in the center of the platform.

Qin Yanzhi picked up the ice cicada leaf and handed it to Jing Yue.

Jing Yue was overjoyed, it didn't take much effort to get his way!

No, not right.He didn't waste time, it was Qin Yanzhi who did.

Jing Yue originally wanted to say "I'll pick a treasure to give you later", but somehow he thought of what Jiji said - you give it to him, he gives it to you, sending it back and forth, it's a token of love.

So he changed his words abruptly, "Thank you."

Qin Yanzhi: " Between you and me, why do you have to be so fussy?"

Jing Yue smiled, and didn't say much, because he saw that there were restrictions engraved in the giant crack.

Since he basically didn't exert any effort just now, he was full of energy at this time, and he started to set up the formation in one go.

Another ten days later, the first altar collapsed, and Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi were transported to another altar. As soon as they entered it, they saw violent thunder falling from the sky!

"careful!"

The two reminded each other at the same time, avoiding the thunder and lightning that struck their heads.

Where the thunder fell, sand and gravel splashed, making a big hole.

Within the field of vision, bolts of lightning fell like a rain curtain, densely packed like a giant net, blasting the earth into scorched holes one after another.

On the rock pile in the distance, a leopard covered in snow and with wings on its back was sleeping deeply. Even though the thunder was thundering like a storm, it never opened its eyes.

Both Qin Yanzhi and Jing Yue recognized each other—the ancestor of the Leopard Clan, Shanlei Yaozu. It was rumored that it was born with the ability to control thunder, and it could make Wan Lei roar with a random roar.

It's just that Jing Yue, who had seen thunder calamity before, didn't have the slightest fear of the thunder and lightning in front of him.

Qin Yanzhi also had the same attitude as usual. He called out Taiqing, and the Taiqing sword immediately passed through the thunder net like a stream of clouds. The momentum of Taiqing Sword didn't stop at all, pointing directly at Shanlei!

"Roar—" Hearing a violent roar, Shanlei woke up from a deep sleep, and opened a pair of ice blue eyes.

There seemed to be a bit of consciousness left in its eyes, but it quickly became chaotic again.Shan Lei stepped on the ground with his forelegs, and the silver current spread along the ground towards Qin Jing and the two of them, and they immediately floated into the air.

But in the sky, there are several silver snakes coming straight at them!

The thunder here is born by the power of monsters, and it doesn't even need dark clouds to guide it. Although it is not as lethal as sky thunder, it is more fierce than ordinary thunder and lightning.

While the two of them were avoiding Luo Lei, Shan Lei used his hind limbs and threw his body, facing Shang Jingyue!

Jing Yue saw that Shanlei was stronger than Wanse by a few points, and he was in the Great Perfection Realm, so he retreated quickly, walked through the intertwined thunder net, and came to the right side of Shanlei.

Shanlei reacted very quickly, turned his head and bit it, and the foul-smelling monster poison spewed out of his mouth. Jing Yue was caught off guard and inadvertently took a mouthful.

At that moment, his face turned green, and other people's evil poison was released, so why did Shanlei's evil poison have bad breath?

What was even more uncomfortable was that the evil poison in his body was induced again, his spiritual power was retrograde, his meridians swelled and ached, Jing Yue's body swayed, and his movements were obviously not as smooth as before.

Fortunately, he was not alone, Qin Yanzhi suddenly appeared behind Shanlei, and cut off the leopard's tail with his sword!

Shan Lei let out an angry roar, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Jing Yue frowned, and shouted: "He still has a little consciousness left, be careful!"

Sure enough, Shan Lei's figure became more flexible in an instant, and the lightning he controlled was more lethal.

While it was fighting Qin Yanzhi, it didn't forget about Jing Yue, and kept controlling the violent thunder to strike him.

Jing Yue kept dodging, but because of the evil poison, he would occasionally get hit. Fortunately, his spiritual roots had mutated, so he was already immune to thunder and lightning.

However, once he is struck, the demon poison in his body will become more active, and his movements will become more sluggish, making it easier to be struck by lightning, forming a vicious circle.

Qin Yanzhi noticed Jingyue's situation, guessed that the other party was committing a demon again, and wanted to take Jingyue into his sleeve in a hurry.

However, Jing Yue seemed to guess what he was thinking, and yelled: "No, your technique is too bad!"

Qin Yanzhi: "..."

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"Second Interview"

What is Jingjing's favorite?

Jing Jing: Ascend!

What's Jiji's favorite?

Jiji: Slap in the face!

What is Rouge's favorite?

Rouge: Sword, and Jingjing

Jiji: No, no, I want to change it!Jiji also loves Jingjing the most!

Rouge: Hehe