Qing Street Ancient Alley.

The shuttlecock fell on the green bricks, and the copper coin at the bottom made a slight sound when it hit the ground. A little boy with snot on his face ran over quickly, picked up the shuttlecock on the ground, and ran back quickly.

Several children gathered together, shouting, as if they were arguing about how many kicks they had just received.

Chen Luo sat on the steps, looking at the children playing in front of him, his eyes motionless. He had been sitting here for a whole day, and even he himself didn't know what he was looking at.

Over there, a few kids have already argued over the order.

A girl with a ponytail took the shuttlecock and started kicking it. She sang as she kicked, and her voice became a little ethereal.

'Green vegetables, green grass'

"What is the inner demon?"

Looking at the smiling faces of the children, an idea suddenly flashed through Chen Luo's mind.

He wondered if these children had inner demons. If so, what were their inner demons? Or were these inner demons something that evolved naturally as they grew up?

My thoughts wandered and the image of the little girl playing shuttlecock became blurry.

Chen Luo thought of the actor he saw in the inn. He had mastered a magical power that could awaken the sadness in people's hearts, called the "Sorrow Art". This magical power had been integrated into the Heart Demon Art and no longer existed as a separate magical power.

The fact that the Heart Demon Technique could be perfected to its current level is inseparable from the support of these magical powers and secret techniques.

"Going down the mountain?"

Gu He's figure suddenly appeared nearby without alarming anyone.

The uncle and nephew were like ordinary people, sitting on the steps by the roadside and watching the children playing in front of them.

The setting sun shines obliquely through the roof.

The golden sunlight shone on Chen Luo, showing an infinite future, while the shadow from the eaves just covered the ancient river, just as in the past.

"yes."

Chen Luo had sensed Gu He's presence long ago. He did not hide his whereabouts, but was ready to say goodbye to Gu He. He had no idea how long it would take him to leave this time.

"What are your plans?" Gu He asked.

"There is one thing that has not been dealt with yet. Once it is dealt with, I will return to the Tiannan Region to survive the tribulation. I also buried something there, so I need to go back."

There is no heavenly tribulation in the upper realm, this is something that has been known for a long time. When Chen Luo returned this time, his soul broke through to the Hedao realm, but his body was still half a step away, and the Jiaolong Pill could not replace the heavenly tribulation. If you want your soul and body to cross the Hedao realm at the same time, you must synchronize the heavenly tribulation without leaving any loopholes.

"Be careful. I can't help you now."

Gu He looked at his nephew and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

The limit that the seven brothers had spent thousands of years and one reincarnation to break was broken by Chen Luo.

Gu He knew the time Chen Luo spent in practice.

It has been only about 600 years since he entered the Dao. For other people, 600 years is probably still in the early stage of Jindan, and they are worried about the resources to reach the middle stage of Jindan. But Chen Luo has reached the Hedao realm, a level that others cannot reach even after three reincarnations.

"I know."

Chen Luo nodded and glanced at the gray-haired Gu He. For some reason, the face of his third uncle flashed through his mind.

Once upon a time, when he was in Yue State, there was such a relative who was worried about him behind his back.

Thinking of Yue State, Chen Luo suddenly felt his memory a little fuzzy.

There should be no one who knows him in that land, but for some reason, when he occasionally thinks of it, he still wants to go back and take a look at that land and the people there, even if he doesn't know any of them.

"As long as you are sure, when you are done, come back to Qionghua Sect to find me."

Gu He stood up, brushed off the dust on his butt, and slowly walked away from the long street.

"How much are the candied haws?"

At the corner of the street, Gu He stopped and asked the vendor selling candied haws next to him.

Just now, when he and Chen Luo were watching the group of children in the corner, several of them were licking their fingers next to the vendors. It was a pity that these kids had no money and could not afford to buy food even if they wanted to.

"Chenghui Sanwen."

When the hawker saw the customer coming, he immediately smiled.

"Give them all to me."

Gu He took out a piece of silver from his bosom and threw it to the vendor. Of course, he didn't have real silver on him. The silver he threw out was transformed from a spirit stone, which was worth hundreds of times more than silver.

The peddler had no idea what spiritual stones were. With the help of a sleight of hand, he simply treated the spiritual stones as ordinary silver coins.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

The vendor was all smiles and even gave the pole on which the candied haws were hung to Gu He.

Gu He, who got the candied haws, suddenly became interested. He carried the candied haws on his shoulder and shouted loudly, imitating the vendor's shouting.

“Selling candied haws.”

The loud voice once again attracted the attention of the children nearby. Amid the envious eyes of the crowd, the old man left the long street contentedly and disappeared at the end of the road.

A smile appeared on Chen Luo's face.

He didn't expect that Gu He had such a side. Compared with the almighty Taixu Patriarch, this kind of Gu He looked more like a human being.

Not long after Gu He left, Chen Luo also got up and left the town.

The children who were playing shuttlecock were still playing, and none of them noticed that one of their friends who had been playing shuttlecock with them was inexplicably missing.

A person transformed from the inner demon.

The starlight left the ground and followed Chen Luo's disappearing figure.

The core area of ​​the world of immortal cultivation.

Chen Luo had never been here since he ascended to heaven. This was the largest area left after the shattering of the Immortal Cultivation Realm eight thousand years ago. The amount of spiritual materials in it was dozens of times that of other places. The Xianyin Pavilion of the Upper Nine Sects was located in this area.

When Chen Luo used the cross-boundary passage to go down to the lower world, he was once tricked by someone. The person behind the trick was most likely from Xianyin Pavilion, which was the main reason why Chen Luo had been unwilling to come to this place.

But now all these taboos no longer exist.

After breaking through the Hedao realm, Chen Luo was confident that he could leave before the Upper Nine Sects could call upon the immortal weapon. Moreover, he did not come here to cause trouble for the Xianyin Pavilion this time, but only to kill a incense god in the Holy Palace. The incense god lived in the Legend Realm most of the time, so Chen Luo did not need to step into the Holy Palace in person to kill the other party.

After entering the core realm, Chen Luo found a wild temple in the mountains. He found a relatively intact wooden statue inside, and used the wooden statue as an anchor to enter the legendary realm of this area.

Unlike the legendary world of the demon race in the past, the legendary world of the Central Region is connected. As soon as Chen Luo entered this place, he met an acquaintance.

Fuyunwa was yawning in the Taoist palace.

Incense gods grow very fast, but are also subject to great restrictions. Incense gods like Fuyunwa can only move in the realms of their own believers. On weekdays, most of their energy is focused on the wishes of their believers.

As the god of good fortune, he must stay active to keep his incense burning.

Shinto is powerful, while immortal way is free.

This is an eternal truth. The power of the gods is linked to authority. While possessing divine power, one is also bound by it. This is not the case with the immortal way. The great power of the immortal cultivator comes from himself and is not bound by anything. The only drawback is that it is difficult to practice and the life span is short.

"Seeking marriage? I am the God of Fortune!"

Fuyunwa tore open a newly received wish sign and threw it aside.

"Curse the entire family of my competitor to be wiped out."

“Pray for good weather and good harvests”

Fuyunwa was too lazy to even look at the strange and bizarre wish signs. He would only give some feedback when he met someone who occasionally asked him to interpret the sign or ask for fortune.

“Life is pretty good.”

A figure suddenly appeared beside Fuyunwa, frightening him so much that he jumped up from his seat. But before he could move, a hand pressed on his forehead and pushed him back onto the seat.

A Hedao monk? !

Fu Yunwa's body froze and his expression froze in place.

For a deity like him who worships incense, a Hedao monk is a great monk who is beyond his comprehension. Such an existence can cut off his incense and erase his existence from the root.

"The Great Immortal"

"Where is the incense god of the Holy Palace?"

Chen Luo smiled and didn't chat with Fu Yunwa. He would come and chat with him slowly after finishing the things at hand.

"The Holy Palace is in the Starry Sky, and can be reached by riding the Nine One Cloud."

Fuyunwa responded immediately. The Hedao monks are in harmony with the heaven and earth, and even incense can't cut off their magical powers. When facing such people, the most correct way is to cooperate. No matter what they want to do, he won't ask.

Only in this way can you live long.

"Nine One Cloud?"

"The meaning of 'Nine Nines Return to One' is that it is a magic weapon refined by the little god for carrying people." Fuyunwa quietly looked up and glanced at Chen Luo.

After seeing this, he was completely stunned.

"You, you, it's you?!"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Chen Luo laughed loudly, patted Fu Yunwa's shoulder, walked to the Jiuyi Cloud he had refined, and stepped on it.

Very soft.

Like cotton.

"You have broken through to the Hedao realm?!" Fuyunwa looked at Chen Luo and couldn't help but ask.

When did the immortal cultivators break through faster than the incense gods? How long had it been since they last planned the incense together? In the blink of an eye, they broke through to the Hedao realm. How could the incense gods survive?

"It wasn't long since I broke through."

Chen Luo uttered a few words and poured his spiritual power into the Jiuyi Cloud under his feet.

In an instant, the clouds changed from solid to illusory. Chen Luo, who was standing on the clouds, also became translucent.

Jiuyiyun, whose spiritual power had been absorbed to the limit, shook for a while. Then the cloud slowly floated up, and then with a "whoosh" sound, it hit the stone wall in the distance. After a "puff" sound, Jiuyiyun and Chen Luo who was standing on it all turned into smoke and disappeared.

A wonderful feeling of traveling through time and space appeared in Chen Luo's heart.

This is only in the legendary world. If it were in the real world, a collision at such a high speed would definitely cause a lot of dust to fly up. The speed cannot be so fast. (End of this chapter)