The Rise of the Shen Family

In the tent of Qingyunmen, Long Zhuqing and Zhentian Zhenren sat on the first place, and Shen Huanchi and Ouyang Zhenren, who had just come in, also sat on the chairs on either side.

Fellow Daoist Shen, how's your injury?

Long Zhuqing, who was in the first place, looked at Shen Huanchi, who was seated, and asked with concern.

Shen Huanchi, who was sitting there at this time, was still slightly pale, giving people a feeling of injury, only to see him cupped his hands and replied:

Xia's injury is no longer a problem, and there are three Taoist friends...

Hearing this, Zhentian Zhenren and Zhenren Ouyang all turned their attention to Shen Huanchi, and then they both laughed and said:

It's really gratifying that fellow Daoist can save danger...

...

In this way, after Long Zhuqing and the others made a few simple courtesies, they stopped worrying about the matter of Shen Huanchi's infatuation, and went straight to the topic.

Just now, there is news from the master, let our coalition forces hurry to Luqiu Mountain and form a siege to the Wujizong Mountain Gate...

Long Zhuqing looked at Shen Huanchi and Ouyang Zhenren with a solemn expression, and spoke in a very serious tone.

Hearing these words, Shen Huanchi and Ouyang Zhenren couldn't help but feel tight in their hearts, and a contemplative look slowly appeared in their eyes.

As the war continued to develop, they gradually felt something was not right, and they began to feel the faint unease in their hearts.

Now they have successfully killed two Jindan real people in the Wujizong camp, and they have captured the original Wujizong territory such as Tuyang Valley Mine and Canglan County.

Right now, they are about to rush to Luqiu Mountain, the base camp of the Promise Sect, to fight the Promise Sect to the death.

However, Shen Huanchi and Ouyang Zhenren were puzzled by the fact that during this battle, the magic cultivator who was an ally of the Promise Sect never appeared.

Even though they have captured many territories of the Promise Sect and killed two Jindan real people, they still haven't seen the shadows of those magic monks.

And the power of this magic monk is absolutely not to be ignored. Don't look at their current situation, but when those magic monks appear, which side of the war will be tilted.

Therefore, for them now, the magic monks who disappeared from the beginning of the war are the key to determining the victory of this great victory.

Now, as their side is victorious, and the situation of the Promise Sect is getting more and more critical, these monks who have disappeared should be about to show up.

Therefore, the next war they will face may be more tragic than all the previous ones.

But even so, they obviously have no choice. How dare they disobey the orders of True Monarch Yuanying.

On this side, Long Zhuqing saw that Shen Huanchi and the two were silent, so he continued:

Now another army of Zongmen has captured Luling County and is heading towards Tai'an County, and we have also won Tuyang Valley Mine and Canglan County...

So I decided to set off immediately, from Canglan County to Tai'an County, and then join with another army to besiege the Wujizong Mountain Gate...

Hearing this, Shen Huanchi and Ouyang Zhenren looked at each other again, and then cupped their hands and said:

I'll wait and do my best to cooperate!

. . . . . .

In the chaotic Lingzhu space, Shen Ruiling looked up at the top of his head with a dull expression, and a look of shock appeared in his deep eyes.

At this time, above his head, there was a Dapeng bird with silver feathers floating, and its sharp eagle eyes were carefully looking at the former.

The whole body of this silver feather Lei Peng was bursting with dazzling purple electric light.

But its huge body looks very illusory, without any substance, as if it is a mass of spiritual energy.

It's been more than 100,000 years. I didn't expect that in the end, it's just a little doll in the foundation-building period...

Just when Shen Ruiling was in a daze, the low voice suddenly sounded in his ears again, this time it was full of helplessness and disappointment.

And this deep and deafening voice also made Shen Ruiling react immediately, he quickly bowed his hands to the phantom of the giant beast in front of him and said:

Junior Shen Ruiling, meet my senior!

From the other party's words just now, it is not difficult for Shen Ruiling to infer that the other party has been sleeping in this space for at least ten years.

More than 100,000 years, what kind of time concept is this, he does not have a clear answer in his heart, the only thing that can be compared with it is the history of Lingnan Xiu Xianjie.

However, as far as he knows, the history of the entire Lingnan Xiuxian world is only a few thousand years, not even 10,000 years.

In this comparison, more than 100,000 years are too far away from him.

And the fact that the other party has been able to sleep in this space for more than 100,000 years is naturally a lot of history, how can he dare to be disrespectful to the other party.

Besides, he also wanted to find out the news of this place from the other party's mouth, and how should he return, after all, there are still patriarchs waiting for him in the outside world.

As for Shen Ruiling's salute, the purple beast didn't answer immediately, the pair of sharp eagle pupils still swept back and forth over his body, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Shen Ruiling didn't dare to speak at will, and now the only thing that could reassure him was that the other party didn't seem to have any ill will towards him.

However, after a long time, the other party still showed no sign of speaking, so Shen Ruiling had to bite the bullet and ask tentatively again:

Dare to ask senior, where is this place?

This time, the silver feather Lei Peng actually looked at him slowly, and said directly:

This place is called [Zixiao Dongtian]!

Zixiaodongtian...

Hearing this, Shen Ruiling couldn't help but murmured silently in his heart, and then looked up at the giant beast again, as if he was hesitant to say anything.

But who knew that the latter seemed to see through his mind, and said slowly again:

As you can see, this seat is just an artifact born in this space...

Artifact? !

Shen Ruiling's heart was lifted again, and a complicated expression gradually appeared on his face.

Although he is not an artifact refining master, he also learned about artifact spirits in the conversation with Zhao Jie and the books in the inheritance island in the outer sea.

Generally speaking, Jindan Zhenren's natal magic weapon can generate spirituality after hundreds of years of self-cultivation, and once the owner of the magic weapon is successfully promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, the magic weapon itself can also usher in a transformation.

When this magic weapon is successfully promoted to a fifth-order spiritual treasure, it will slowly give birth to the existence of the artifact spirit. The artifact spirit possesses part of the wisdom and can communicate with the owner in a simple manner.

At the same time, the artifact spirit can also temporarily control the magic weapon itself in place of the master, and exert the full strength of the main body.

However, according to Shen Ruiling's knowledge, the general form of artifact spirit is the reduced form of its own magic weapon, but the purple giant beast in front of him is obviously not the original form of the bead.

And the intelligence of the purple giant beast in front of him is very high at first glance, and the terrifying coercion exuding from its body is also like reality, as if a real monster is standing in front of him.

This is obviously not what a normal artifact should look like...

However, just as Shen Ruiling kept thinking about it, the dull voice slowly rang in his ears again.

I've been waiting for so many years, and it's God's will...

After hearing this, Shen Ruiling was a little confused, so he looked up at the former.

Well, since you can enter this [Zi Xiaodongtian], you can be considered half the owner of this place, and there are some things that you naturally need to know...

I saw that the silver feather Lei Peng floating in the air continued to speak slowly.

However, this seat was severely damaged back then. Although you wake up because of the special spiritual power in your body, you have lost a lot of memory...

As the beast's voice slowly fell, scenes of changes gradually emerged in the dark void in front of Shen Ruiling.

. . . . . .

In a huge thundercloud, a pitch-black bead quietly floated there, constantly enduring countless lightning strikes around it.

Whenever a strong lightning strikes the surface of the bead, the original dark appearance of the bead will immediately flash a dazzling purple aura, and that purple light looks strange and sacred.

In this way, it is unknown how long this pitch-black bead has been tempered by Tianlei, it may be ten years, it may be a hundred years, or it may be a thousand years.

Until one day, this pitch-black bead suddenly burst out with a purple aura that was countless times brighter than before, and this terrifying aura shot straight into the sky through the surrounding dark clouds.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure in a purple robe came to the bead, and a faint smile gradually appeared on his stern face.

I saw that he waved a few pitch-black violent thunders at the bead, and when these pitch-black thunders fell to the surface of the bead, the purple aura that burst into the sky slowly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, dark purple arcs began to flash from its entire body, and it began to frantically absorb the power of thunder in the surrounding thunderclouds.

Boom boom...

Between the lightning and thunder, this bead absorbed the power of thunder that was extremely destructive.

After a long time, the lightning and thunder in the thundercloud slowly disappeared, leaving only the bead floating there quietly.

The figure in the purple robe slowly came to the bead that flashed thunder arcs from time to time, and then his hands formed mysterious seals on his chest, and these seals were stamped into the bead. Magical lines began to appear on its surface.

Suddenly, he pointed a finger at the pitch-black bead, and the extremely dazzling purple aura burst out from the latter in an instant.

I saw that in this dazzling purple aura, a phantom slowly appeared above the beads, looking like a mass of colored spiritual energy.

However, when the cultivator in the purple robe saw the real thing, the smile on his face became more intense.

As the seal in his hand continued to penetrate into this thing, its shape also began to change, and gradually it changed from a chaotic thing to a big roc bird.

. . . . . .

After seeing this scene in the picture, Shen Ruiling's expression became more and more intense, and the doubts in his heart became more and more.

As the giant beast said, it is indeed the artifact spirit born from the bead, but the process of its birth is too incredible.

In such an environment of lightning and thunder, it is still intact, what kind of treasure is that bead, and what kind of cultivation will the monk in purple robe appear?

Just as all kinds of questions kept popping up in Shen Ruiling's mind, the picture in front of him suddenly changed rapidly.

This time, a beautiful scene like a fairyland appeared in the picture, and what caught my eye was a vibrant meadow and a hundred flowers blooming.

At the end of the grass is a large purple bamboo forest. Purple smoke rises in the bamboo forest, aura is dense, and a two-story attic building can be vaguely seen.

In front of this attic building, there is a vast medicine garden, and in the medicine garden grows strange flowers and plants with peculiar shapes.

What shocked Shen Ruiling was that he didn't know almost all the elixir in this medicine garden, but as an alchemist, he instinctively felt that these elixir were of high rank, and some of them seemed to have already been born. Come out wise.

Could it be that the scene in this picture is the real appearance of this space?

At this moment, such a thought suddenly popped into Shen Ruiling's mind, and he then looked down at the piece of land on which he was stepping.

Judging from the shape of the land and other factors, it should have been part of the medicine garden back then, but now it has become a barren land.

...

The scene in front of Shen Ruiling's eyes changed rapidly. Not only did the picturesque yet fairyland appear in it, but there was also a fierce battle scene where the purple-robed cultivator used this bead to fight the enemy.

I don't know how long it took, the screen suddenly flashed, and when it became clear again, what appeared in front of Shen Ruiling was a terrifying battle scene.

There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere, ruins and broken walls everywhere, the sea water has been dyed red, and the sky and the sea are all fighting fiercely.

In the picture, there are human cultivators with a cultivation level of reaching the sky, there are also huge ancient demon kings, and... Anyway, there are big melees everywhere.

this...

Shen Ruiling was shocked by the sight in front of him, his eyes were full of shock, obviously the sight in front of him had surpassed his understanding.

Just when the former was shocked, a huge man or demon suddenly appeared on the screen, shrouded in a strange black mist.

Around this huge black shadow, surrounded by four figures, a man with a giant sword, a huge dragon, and a monk in a purple robe who was the owner of the beads.

And beside the purple-robed cultivator, there is also a big roc bird with silver wings, whose whole body is enveloped in violent purple thunder.

The four purple-robed cultivators surrounded the shadows, and then they launched an indiscriminate bombardment, and the terrifying aftermath of the battle shattered the space.

However, even if four people besieged one person, the purple-robed cultivator still fell behind. Countless thick and large black tentacles appeared on the huge black shadow, attacking the latter four.

Boom

With another black tentacle slamming on the bead, the bead that had already resisted several fatal attacks for the purple-robed cultivator finally couldn't bear it any longer.

It was like a meteor that fell from the sky and quickly fell downwards.

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