Yu Xian

Chapter 384 The mysterious strong man, the stone tablet comprehended the word Lu

Yu Xian reached out and patted the dust and dirt on his body that was splashed by the explosion, and shook his head and said: "I don't deserve such praise from the senior, I'm just lucky."

"Luck again..."

The voice said lightly: "Just say this once, it will be hypocritical to say more. If you can successfully pass the eighth level, you can become the disciple of Shangde Zhenren, or even a direct disciple! Even if you can't pass it, it's okay. Those who can reach the eighth level are all geniuses. It's a pity to die, so your life will not be in danger, and you can come back to the eighth level at any time within three hundred years."

"Then what is the reward for the seventh level...?"

Yu Xian smiled and looked at the sky with pure eyes.

"What do you want?"

The voice in the sky came and said calmly: "You are qualified to ask for what you need."

Yu Xian's heart moved slightly when he heard it, and his face showed a thoughtful look, as if he was thinking about what he wanted.

After thinking for a while, Yu Xian looked up at the sky and said, "I need to refine a wood-based magic weapon, so I am short of wood-based materials. Do you have any wood-based materials here? It would be best if they were of the sixth order. I can't use the fifth and seventh orders. If you have any, can you let me... pick some?"

"Of course I have wood-based materials here. My master has several servants who specialize in collecting all kinds of materials, treasures, and opportunities from all over the world for you geniuses to use. If you can become my master's disciple, you will really reach the sky in one step."

The voice sounded indifferently.

But Yu Xian's heart condensed slightly when he heard it.

Several servants who specialize in collecting all kinds of materials, opportunities, and treasures from all over the world...

Could it be that the old Taoist was one of the servants of this Shangde Zhenren?

And Elm Lady became the "material" found by the old Taoist.

Yes, isn't a plant spirit that is about to become a god an excellent material?

Feeling indifferent, Yu Xian said calmly: "Then please list the materials, and I can just pick one."

If the elm tree segments of Elm Mother are here, I will naturally take them all back.

Elm tree segments are the treasures left by Elm Mother. For others, they are just ordinary sixth-grade lower-grade and medium-grade wood materials.

But for me, they are supreme treasures!

Only the child of me, the child whose spiritual veins were opened by Elm Mother herself, can take them.

"Okay."

The voice said lightly: "Go forward."

Yu Xian nodded and walked forward.

After walking about ten miles, a huge palace appeared in front.

A stone table also appeared in front.

On the stone table, there were more than a dozen wood materials, all of which were sixth-grade.

Yu Xian glanced at it, and his heart sank slightly.

No...

More than a dozen wood materials, all of which were good things of the sixth-grade medium and upper grades, but unfortunately, there was no elm tree segment.

Could it be that the elm tree segments had been given out as rewards by the voice?

If it is distributed, it will be almost impossible to find it in the vast sea of ​​people.

And if others take the materials, they will definitely use them to refine tools, treasures, and medicines...

Yu Xian paused for a moment, then walked over, took a sixth-grade wood material, and said with a smile: "This is just right, I want it."

"You picked the best one at a glance."

The voice was accompanied by a faint smile, as if seeing through Yu Xian's thoughts.

Yu Xian smiled faintly and said: "My thoughts can't escape the eyes of the senior."

"This is a small matter, you don't need to worry too much, even if I give it to you, I will give you the best."

The voice smiled faintly and sighed: "But I can't help you with this eighth level, you go in, whether you can pass it depends on your luck."

Yu Xian nodded and said: "Thank you, senior."

After that, Yu Xian glanced at the hall in front of him and walked away.

The hall was not very tall, and it was gray and black all over. Yu Xian pushed open the door of the hall and walked in.

The hall was empty, nothing was there, it was pitch black.

Boom...

The hall door slowly closed.

"Oh... After three thousand years, someone finally passed the seven levels and came here? I thought the talents of Dongzhou had already withered..."

A plain voice sounded.

Yu Xian, standing in the hall, did not change his expression and tried to sense it, but with his strength, he could not distinguish the source of the voice at all. He just bowed and said: "Junior Yu Xian, meet the senior."

The voice in the hall ignored Yu Xian's greeting and asked lightly: "I ask you, why do you practice?"

"Why practice..."

Yu Xian's eyes showed a trace of confusion.

He had never thought about this question carefully.

To avenge Yu Shu Niang?

To find a master?

To become stronger?

Or to... live forever?

"The senior asked me why I practiced."

After a moment, Yu Xian raised his head and said: "Junior practiced hard for revenge."

"Ah, this answer again."

The voice sighed: "It's a common answer."

Yu Xian did not speak.

The voice asked again: "What about after revenge?"

"After revenge..."

Yu Xian said slowly: "Then practice for yourself."

"To become stronger?"

"It can be."

"The answer is too general. It's not good. It's very bad."

Yu Xian laughed for a moment. He couldn't see the owner of the voice. He just looked forward and said: "Then may I ask, senior, why do you practice?"

"Hehe."

The voice laughed: "You come to ask me instead? Then I might as well tell you that I practice for invincibility, power and immortality, and for eternal existence."

"Then senior, isn't he practicing for himself?"

Yu Xian shook his head and said, "No matter how fancy you say it, in the final analysis, it's all for yourself."

"Hahaha."

The voice suddenly laughed and said: "Well said, it's all for yourself. Your answer is not bad, much better than the one who wanted to resurrect the lady three thousand years ago."

Yu Xian stood there and waited quietly.

The voice laughed for a while, then gradually dissipated, leaving the hall empty.

After a while, the voice sounded again, and said indifferently: "Let me ask you again, why do you practice?"

Yu Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, with some confusion in his eyes.

That mysterious being asked the same question twice?

What does he mean?

"In order to take revenge, this junior will practice for himself after taking revenge."

Yu Xian, neither humble nor arrogant, spoke again and repeated what he said before.

"you are lying."

The voice said indifferently: "Don't joke with me. Under my eyes, you will not be satisfied with anything. If you don't tell the truth, I will be impatient."

Yu Xian frowned slightly, exhaled after a moment, and said calmly: "As a junior, one is practicing for revenge, the other is to find the master, and the third is for oneself."

"Looking for the master? Is there such a thing?"

There was a touch of curiosity in the voice: "It seems that your master is very beautiful, and you will never forget him."

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The air was quiet for a long time, and Yu Xian's eyes twitched for a long time. Finally, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "Master, I am a man, just like my father!"

"Oh...it's actually a man, then I really don't understand."

The voice laughed and said: "My father is missing. I have never seen him practicing in order to find his father. It would be better for you to practice in order to find your master. It would be fine if your master is a woman. After all, he is a master. It can be a woman, that’s understandable, but it’s really rare that it’s a man.”

There was a hint of sullenness in Yu Xian's eyes, but facing such a powerful person, he had no choice but to say slowly: "Senior, do you have anything else to ask?"

Although the people in this hall are highly cultivated, they are unfortunately vulgar people.

Therefore, no matter how advanced he is, Yu Xian will never respect him in his heart.

"It seems that you are a cultivator who values ​​love, justice and kindness."

The voice smiled lightly and said: "This person has a good personality, don't worry about using it, I like it."

Yu Xian remained silent and said no more.

But at this time, the hall lit up, and there was a person sitting in front of him, lying there lazily.

Yu Xian couldn't see the person's face clearly, and couldn't even tell whether he was a boy or a girl.

But the aura on this figure was as deep as the sea, and it was the strongest fluctuation in cultivation Yu Xian had ever seen.

Is he a god? Or above the gods?

Can't tell.

For Yu Xian, the cultivation level above Nascent Soul is the same no matter how high it is, because he is too low.

Looking at this figure, Yu Xian cupped his hands perfunctorily and said lightly: "I've met senior."

Although he is strong, he is not worthy of Yu Xian's respect.

The figure didn't care. He just raised his hand and said calmly: "You are an honest person, and you have been recognized by me. I will not talk nonsense to you anymore. Come, understand this monument, and what you understand, tell me." I, if you are able to comprehend, I may accept you as a disciple, and you will become one of the saints of the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect.”

Following the figure's words, a huge stone tablet crashed to the ground. The lines on it were twisted and seemed to be words, runes, and natural cracks. It was mysterious and unusual.

Become a disciple...

Yu Xian stood there, nodded slightly after a moment and said, "Okay."

His ultimate purpose of coming here is to find the enemy who harmed Yushu Niang.

In the past, for the sake of the position of master in his heart, he could resolutely not accept anyone else as his master, even if it was Hong Shao who was in the golden elixir, even if it was Fu Ning'an who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

But now in order to find the enemy who harmed Yushu Niang, he must worship her!

Because he is going to that Xiaoyao Immortal Sect.

He wants to find the old man!

"Master... clues are rare and fleeting. I need to grasp them, so I have to find an enemy for Yushu Mother first... Don't blame me..."

Yu Xian thought silently in his heart, his eyes gradually becoming firmer.

Yu Xian can clearly distinguish the priorities.

There were no clues about Yushu Niang before, and the master had just disappeared and was easy to find. Therefore, it was more important to find the master than the enemy.

But now, the master has been missing for decades... and there is no news at all.

But the clues of Yushu Niang's enemy are in front of her.

Then he would naturally choose the latter!

Taking long strides, Yu Xian came to the nameless stone tablet and sat cross-legged.

The figure's figure straightened up slightly, no longer lazily, and his eyes seemed to be somewhat focused. He looked at Yu Xian, wondering what Yu Xian could comprehend.

The stone tablet is three feet high and one foot wide. It is full of things, including horizontal and vertical outlines, waves, clouds, raindrops, and insects. It is as if a young child was scribbling on it.

But it is definitely not ordinary, otherwise a powerful person who is stronger than the God of Transformation would not be so solemn.

This great power seems to have realized that this stone tablet has entered a state of rigidity and bottleneck.

Therefore, he needs other people with clear understanding to help him understand, or give some advice and learn from it.

And he couldn't show this treasure to cultivators of the same realm, even to those at the Huashen or Yuanying realms, he felt it was inappropriate.

Therefore, he specially selected the talented younger generations with Jindan cultivation, let them see it, and accept them as disciples by the way, so it was not a loss.

The eighth level, so it turned out to be like this...

It's just a pity for the other Jindan cultivators who participated in the trial. Over the years, I don't know how many of them died tragically in the trial...

However, the reward for a successful trial is extremely generous. As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. Although their deaths are pitiful, they are not unjust.

Having guessed the relationship between the past and the present, Yu Xian no longer thought about it and just looked at the nameless stele.

The nameless stele seemed small, but as Yu Xian looked at it, the more he looked at it, the taller and taller it seemed!

The stele in front of him soon rose thousands of feet high, thousands of feet wide, and thousands of feet thick. The whole world was filled with the stele.

Every trace, every line, and every pattern on the stele was infinitely large.

Yu Xian was like an inconspicuous ant lying on the words, unable to see the end of any character at a glance!

What kind of stone tablet is this?

Even a man with a heart like Yu Xian was shocked at this moment. It seemed as if the sky was falling and covering him, with endless pressure!

Is this magnificent treasure something that he can comprehend?

Even Yu Xian couldn't help but feel a touch of despair in his heart for a while.

But the next moment, he suddenly determined to abandon all these distracting thoughts!

What can I do, what can't I do! ?

How can I know if I don't try! ?

Yu Xian has never been timid!

The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast! The stone tablet that reaches the sky and the earth stands between heaven and earth, and there is no end in sight.

Yu Xian opened his eyes wide. Although he was taken by the magnificence and his heart was extremely contracted, as if it would explode at any time, he still wanted to see it!

Although those patterns, patterns, and marks were engraved on the stone tablet, they seemed to be dead objects, but in Yu Xian's eyes, they slowly moved for some reason.

Giant dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, soaring snakes, all kinds of beasts!

Thunder, rain, fire, wind, clouds, fog, changes in the world!

What is this...

In a trance, Yu Xian saw these things and combined them into a word, and suddenly shouted: "Lu! Poof!"

After saying this, his mind was struck by lightning, and he immediately spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his expression became depressed!

"Lu? A new word!?"

The figure followed with a shout, his eyes flashing with thunder, and he couldn't help but stand up.

Lu... Lu!

The figure raised his hand and the stone tablet was put away. He whispered to himself: "What does Lu mean... What does Lu mean!?"

Yu Xian gritted his teeth, closed his eyes quickly, and tried his best to regulate his breath.

After comprehending the word Lu, Yu Xian didn't know what its effect was.

But its power had already caused his internal organs to tremble and even crack!

He almost couldn't bear this word!

Just comprehending this word, he had already suffered serious internal injuries!