'The Heart Demon Patriarch entered the Immortal Palace of the Floating World, and accidentally got a painting, which broke the spirit, created the Heart Demon, and achieved immortality.'

Chen Luo couldn't help but think of what his master Wuwei Zhenren's friend Heipao had said to him. This was a story known to all the disciples of the Heart Demon Sect, and it was also the inheritance history of the Heart Demon Sect. All the disciples who entered the sect would be told this by their elders, so that they could understand the roots of the Heart Demon Sect.

"In other words, this so-called Arctic Ice Palace is actually the Floating World Fairy Palace."

Chen Luo paused for a moment as he looked at the painting in front of him. He had not expected that after going around in circles, he would eventually come to the Floating World Palace. If he had known this, he should have gone with Qianmian when he invited him to come. He would not have rushed in confused like now.

The content on the scroll is very simple.

It's a stone.

It was bare, nothing special, like a painting master's leisure practice. Chen Luo looked at it for a long time, but didn't find any problems.

With the idea that a thief never leaves empty-handed, Chen Luo prepared to collect the painting and take it back to study it carefully.

I placed my right hand on the scroll and felt a cold touch.

Chen Luo tried to take it.

As a result, the scroll did not move at all, as if it had grown on the wall. Chen Luo tried several methods but failed to remove the scroll.

'The Immortal Ban cannot be broken.'

The thought flashed through his mind, and Chen Luo decisively gave up the idea of ​​taking the painting.

Continue forward past this point.

He released two silver-winged centipedes. Inside the fairy palace, one could never be too cautious.

He had seen the outline of the Immortal Palace on the bronze tripod with the Silver Winged Centipede before, and knew that there was the presence of immortal cultivators inside the Floating World Immortal Palace. The ascender he was looking for was most likely in front.

After walking for a while, Chen Luo saw a sunken white wall again. There were traces of paintings hanging on the wall, but now there was nothing there, and the paintings hanging there had been taken away.

The corridor seemed to have no end.

Every once in a while, there is a sunken white wall with traces of paintings hanging on it. But all the paintings have disappeared. Chen Luo doesn't know whether these paintings were looted by the previous cultivators or taken away by the Heart Demon Patriarch.

When he reached the tenth concave wall, a voice suddenly emerged in Chen Luo's mind.

'There are paintings.'

Chen Luo stopped.

This sunken wall was just like all the blank walls in front, with only traces of hanging paintings, but no real paintings. But since Brother Changqing had spoken, he would definitely not be wrong. Chen Luo had never seen anyone stronger than Brother Changqing in terms of knowledge and experience.

Stretch out your hand.

A silver-winged centipede flew back into the palm of his hand.

Chen Luo controlled the silver-winged centipede and approached the wall carefully. Strangely enough, after the originally blank wall was exposed to the cold air of the silver-winged centipede, some faint water marks suddenly appeared on the surface. These water marks were the same as the first blank painting that Chen Luo saw at the beginning, but the difference was that the water marks here were directly drawn on the wall.

As the water marks appeared and disappeared, Chen Luo saw a picture that was completely different from the previous one.

The center of the scroll is still a stone. The "blank mark" that Chen Luo saw before, after the "water mark" appeared on the screen, became the center of the painting, a mark on a stone. The stone is surrounded by an endless ocean.

There were two figures floating in the sky, one human and one demon.

The two seemed to be confronting each other in the air.

On the sea just below, there were a large number of corpses floating, including those of demons and humans.

'In the 372nd year of the Emperor's calendar, the Emperor killed a demon by the Tianhe River and left this painting. The artist is Wang Chengguan.'

There is a row of small words below the scroll.

When Chen Luo saw this row of small words, he was stunned for a moment.

He had seen the name Wang Chengguan before. Later, when he returned to his hometown in Yue, he saw a strong man sealed under the "water surface" in a thatched hut. This person was most likely Wang Chengguan.

"Wang Chengguan is even stronger than I expected. The Imperial Calendar is a time record that is obviously used by old monsters."

In today's world of immortal cultivation, Chen Luoke has never heard of the term "Di Li".

Let alone the Emperor Calendar, even the path to the God Transformation is cut off in the current world of immortal cultivation. Whether it is the "human God Transformation" or the "earth God Transformation", Chen Luo believes that it is not the right way. The real God Transformation Realm should be the same as the previous realms, greatly improving the life span of the immortal cultivator, and at the same time producing some kind of "qualitative" change. For example, the "magic power" of the Foundation Establishment Realm, the "Heaven and Earth Vitality" of the Core Formation Realm, and the "complete control" of the Nascent Soul Realm. The current God Transformation Realm in the world of immortal cultivation obviously does not have this.

"The true core of transformation should be on 'God'."

Chen Luo has always had his own guesses.

After using the corpse demon to control the power of the fifth-level demon in advance, his feeling became clearer. He also had a guess about the path after the transformation of the spirit. This painting gave him an inspiration. The two figures in the picture were both top-level strongmen. When Wang Chengguan portrayed them, he drew a hint of charm, which gave Chen Luo some clues.

The core of the state of transformation is "God".

This god could be a spirit, or a state of mind, or more importantly, a mind. From this perspective, the existence of the Heart Demon Tribulation is very necessary. If you want to become a god, you must go through the Heart Demon Tribulation. From this point of view, the guess of the Seventh Ancestor of Qionghua was not wrong.

The state after the transformation of the spirit should be returning to the void.

The divine way becomes empty!

The sixth-level demons like Mrs. Spider have the ability to return to the void. The biggest difference between returning to the void and becoming a god is the difference between the virtual and the real. Beings who reach this level are almost like gods. They can pull the false things out of the concept, and they can also bring the real things into the illusion.

The virtual and the real are all controlled in your hands!

The state after returning to the void, the fusion that Chen Luo guessed.

This was his guess based on his memories of his previous life and the aura on the scroll, and it had no basis whatsoever.

After the fusion comes the tribulation!

Chen Luo had come into contact with this realm before. He had a brain in the Tribulation Realm in his external brain. The second brother's hatred was in the Tribulation Realm. This realm was a sublimated realm, the last level between immortals and mortals, and also the most difficult realm.

The so-called fish leaping over the dragon gate refers to the state of transcending tribulation.

Transform into spirit, return to emptiness, merge, and overcome tribulation!

After noting down the contents of the scroll, Chen Luo reached out and called back the silver-winged centipede. After the silver-winged centipede left, the scroll on the wall disappeared again, and soon returned to its previous appearance, exactly the same as the blank wall in front.

"Brother Qiuyuan was so powerful, how did he die?"

Chen Luo thought of the body that he had thrown into the corner of the cave gourd. Brother Qiuyuan was still holding a knife in his hand when he died, and his murderous aura was overwhelming.

Judging from the appearances, he was definitely not killed by a heavenly calamity.

The monk who has passed the tribulation can already change the rules of the small world. In myths and legends, he is the kind of "immortal figure" who can summon a mountain with just one finger. Those who can kill the enemy are definitely not weak. Chen Luo now has the brain of the enemy. If he is seen by his enemies, they are likely to cause trouble for him because of this breath.

So when you use Enemy's Brain in the future, you must be careful! Not only Enemy, but also Brother Changqing is the same. Enemies of that level can be gone with just a sneeze.

A voice interrupted Chen Luo's thoughts.

“Woo woo.”

A mournful cry came from the front of the passage, the sound was erratic, like the cry of a female ghost. The silver-winged centipede flying in front to explore the way suddenly lost contact.

Chen Luo waved his sleeves, and three talisman paper figurines flew out from his sleeves.

The picture is sent back.

There was nothing ahead.

Chen Luo stood there, his external brain also became active, but he found nothing unusual. After waiting for a moment and making sure there was no danger, Chen Luo continued to move forward.

You can't leave without a place like Fushi Fairy Palace.

He had explored this point with the Silver Wing Centipede just now. If he wanted to leave this place, he had to move forward. There was a rumor in the upper world that the Floating World Palace was not a relic, but an assessment, an inheritance assessment of an ancient force.

Although this speculation has not been confirmed, it is the most likely one, because all those who have left the Floating World Palace alive have experienced the test of the Floating World Palace.

"Woo woo. Senior Brother, you have such a cruel heart."

Chen Luo was about to leave when a pale face suddenly appeared in front of him. A cold breath came from the face opposite, and the silver hair full of frost was scattered on the shoulders. The silver-gray eyes looked straight at him, which made people feel creepy.

"Who are you?"

Chen Luo took a half step back, and the spiritual power in his body rose rapidly.

"Brother, have you forgotten me?"

The silver-haired woman looked at Chen Luo with a sad expression on her face.

'Shadow puppets.'

Before Chen Luo could use his spiritual sense to probe, someone in his external brain saw something. Following his line of sight, Chen Luo indeed found something wrong. This woman was floating in the air, with no legs under her clothes, and the weirdest thing was that she had no shadow under her.

"Brother, you promised my mother that you would take good care of me."

The woman's expression suddenly twisted as she spoke, her entire face twisting towards the center like a whirlpool, and her body also began to spin. This exaggerated and weird twisting amplitude caused the air temperature around her to drop by several degrees.

Chen Luo felt dazed for a moment, and when he came to his senses, the woman in front of him suddenly disappeared.

On the blank wall next to it, another painting appeared at some point.

A black and white ink drawing.

In the painting, a woman was singing quietly. When he looked closely, he saw that it was the strange woman who had just appeared in the passage and talked to him.

"Who is in the painting?"

Chen Luo spread out his spiritual sense and checked the surroundings, making sure that there was no one else around before looking at the scroll.

The woman in the painting actually smiled sweetly when he approached her.

Such a strange scene reminded Chen Luo of an acquaintance.

Master Wuwei Zhenren's Taoist partner, his former senior sister - Bai Su. Wuwei Zhenren told him that senior sister Bai Su was not a real person, but the manifestation of the inner demon. Now it seems that this "manifestation of the inner demon" also hides a big secret.

The Heart Demon Patriarch has been to the Floating World Fairy Palace.

Master Wuwei Zhenren

It is very likely that he is the Heart Demon Patriarch, and the so-called disciple identity is just a vest he puts on himself.

If we think from this perspective, many things can be explained clearly. (End of this chapter)