Chapter 170 New World, Mortal Heart Realm

"The person behind the catastrophe is the sun?" Qi Yuan looked at the sun, thoughtfully.

"Now in the Canglan Realm, two suns are in the sky."

Old man Wutan sat in a wheelchair with deep eyes.

"Unfortunately, the second sun is too small. Otherwise, if the two were to fight, our Canglan Realm might have a chance to escape the catastrophe."

Qi Yuan was speechless. He looked at old man Wu Tian and said, "You are young!"

He never liked being called a belittlement.

Elder Wu Tian seemed not to have heard Qi Yuan's words, but murmured: "Born in the Canglan Realm, we have been constrained too much by the great calamity."

"If we smash the sun in the sky into pieces, won't the catastrophe be over?" Qi Yuan asked seriously.

Elder Wu Tian said with a smile: "The Great Tribulation itself is invincible in the world. Even if the great masters of this world join forces, they are no match for the Great Tribulation.

And...if you want to kill the sun in the sky, you must at least be at the level of Yang God.

Without ascending to the upper realm, it is impossible to break through to the Yang God.

But once they ascend to the upper realm, people like us from the Canglan Realm will be meat on their plates."

Generally speaking, cultivators at the Yin Shen realm have the opportunity to ascend to the upper realms.

The rules of heaven and earth in the upper realm are more perfect, and the origin of the world is more sufficient.

If you want to be promoted to Yang God, you must be in the upper realm.

It is impossible to be promoted to Yangshen in the lower realm.

"I have sat there in despair for endless years, and finally found a way to survive." Old man Wutan's wheelchair rolled, and he stopped in front of a jade slip and picked it up.

"What way out?"

"We... became the fodder for the great calamity and were marked by the big sun, all because our cultivation methods... had problems." Old Man Wutan said solemnly.

Qi Yuan was surprised when he heard this.

Qi Yuan already knew that there was something wrong with the technique.

It was the first time he heard this from a native of the Canglan Realm.

The Yin Spirits that Qi Yuan had encountered before never mentioned this, and Qi Yuan also discovered that the magic spells they practiced were problematic.

It is indeed interesting that Zifu mentioned it.

"If we can create a new method, cultivate to the Yin God realm, and ascend to the upper realm, we can... avoid the catastrophe." Old Man Wu Tian spoke in a hoarse voice, "But the new method is too difficult."

Qi Yuan suddenly had an idea: "If it is a technique left behind by the upper realm in Canglan Realm, wouldn't it be a problem to practice it?"

"No." Elder Wu Tian said, "According to the records in ancient books, the extremely powerful person at that time received the skills taught by a Yang God in a dream, and practiced all the way to the realm of great honor.

But, it is still... the nourishment of that sun.

The catastrophe even affected the will of the Heavenly Dao in the Canglan Realm. Even if it was a technique obtained from the upper realm, it would inadvertently become a resource when practiced. "

Qi Yuan was surprised when he heard this.

This catastrophe sounds like there is really no solution.

Fortunately, although there are some minor problems in practicing his "Qi Yuan Jing", it will not become real merit.

"Unfortunately, I have wasted so much time and still have not been able to create a new method to truly escape the catastrophe." Old man Wutan sighed, his voice endlessly desolate.

The purpose of his establishing the Dengtian Pavilion was to create a new law and avoid the catastrophe.

Qi Yuan said: "Even if a new method is created, at most only one or two monks can escape the catastrophe.

If the new method spreads and is known by the great calamity and the sun above, won't the Canglan Realm still... be destroyed? So I think that the great calamity is inevitable, and escaping it will not solve the problem.

We need to rise to the challenge, take the initiative, and resolve the catastrophe!"

Qi Yuan was passionate.

With his strength improved, he swept up a series of Yuandan and Shenying in the East.

At the Shenhua Festival, countless people kept praising him, and he felt a little proud.

There is a feeling of commanding the whole world and no one dares to disobey.

Old man Wutan looked at Qi Yuan and pointed in a direction.

"The Great Tribulation should be in that direction. It will take three months to reach it. Are you sure you want to go and see the Great Tribulation?"

Qi Yuan immediately looked over there.

Suddenly, his right eyebrow twitched wildly.

If the left eye twitches, it means good fortune; if the right eye twitches, it means disaster.

If the right eye twitches normally, it means wealth.

But, the jump was too fierce!

Qi Yuan couldn't deceive himself either.

"Forget it, let's let the catastrophe go for now." Qi Yuan decided not to break through to the Divine Infant and not to cause trouble for the catastrophe.

"I'll back up all the spells you have here. Is everything okay?" Qi Yuan asked.

After clearing out all the skills from the Dengtian Pavilion, he could return to the Seven-Colored Peak and play games with peace of mind.

The game icon is almost loaded, and all it takes is a few days of preparation before you can enter.

Qi Yuan is now preparing to memorize all the spells, so that when he enters the game, he can continue to deduce the "Qi Yuan Sutra" in his spare time.

Otherwise, if he does not obtain enough spells to advance the progress of "Qi Yuan Jing", and enters the game, his strength will be improved, but his skills will be insufficient, then he will not be able to improve his cultivation quickly in this world.

"Venerable Wangyue, please feel free to do as you please." Old man Wutan said, pushing the wheelchair away.

Qi Yuanze was in the Dengtian Pavilion, collecting all the spells.

…

Seven days later.

On the Spirit Boat, Kang Fulu had a proud look on his face: "In the battle of the Eastland Pride, your brother fought against all the heroes and did not lose the prestige of the Five Lights Sacred Law!

Several geniuses from prominent clans stood in front of me, but I showed no fear at all and defeated them fairly.

Now, I am also ranked 498th on the East Land Prodigy List.

It's a pity that you didn't participate in the East Land Pride Tournament, otherwise you would have been able to see your brother's heroic figure."

Qi Yuan looked at the few more strands of white hair on Kang Fulu's head and knew that he had worked hard to get to this Eastern Pride Battle.

After leaving Dengtian Pavilion, Qi Yuan briefly instructed the Blood Robe Alliance, announced that he would go into seclusion, then changed back to Qi Yuan's identity and brought Qi Jianjun back to the Shenguang Sect.

As a result, on the way back, he met Kang Fulu and went with him.

“Unfortunately, I failed to make it into the top 100 of the Eastern Land Prodigy Ranking, and failed to bring back the treasure that the Sect Master needed.

During this period, I have been secretly trying to find out who took the treasure away, but to no avail." Kang Fulu looked disappointed.

Qi Yuan smiled when he heard this.

If Kang Fulu could find out, that would be a big problem.

"Hey, kid, you disappeared for some time, how come your daughter has grown up so much?" Kang Fulu looked at Qi Jianjun beside Qi Yuan with curiosity.

Qi Jianjun was playing chess with another little girl on the spirit boat. He seemed to hear Kang Fulu's voice and turned his head to take a look.

"The past cannot be brought back." Qi Yuan was too lazy to explain.

Qi Yuan looked at the mountain gate approaching in front of him and said to Kang Fulu, "Brother, I will not go with you to see the sect leader. I have to go back to the mountain gate."

He waved and Qi Jianjun ran over.

Kang Fulu heard this and said: "I understand, I understand."

He patted Qi Yuan on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Junior brother, don't blame yourself. There are differences between people. Give me some more time, and I will definitely be able to enter the Eastern Land Prodigy Ranking."

Kang Fulu was very excited.

Being able to enter the East Land Prodigy List this time is already an extraordinary performance.

When he returns to the sect, he will surely be able to dazzle the eyes of the master and the sect master, right? After all, a real dragon like him finally appeared in a poor place like the Great Shang Kingdom.

…

On the Seven-Colored Peak.

Qi Jianjun held Qi Yuan's hand with a curious look in his eyes: "Is this Daddy's home?"

"Yeah." Qi Yuan returned to the Seven-Colored Peak again and felt a sense of peace in his heart.

It is free and easy to stir up trouble in the outside world, but home is the harbor of the soul.

"The environment looks beautiful and suitable for seclusion." Qi Jianjun said.

Qi Yuan rolled his eyes at his daughter. Isn't this saying that this place is remote?

Qi Yuan and Qi Jianjun landed in front of the brick house.

He looked towards the wooden house next door with a strange look in his eyes: "Where is my junior sister?"

Suddenly, his expression changed.

Because he felt a strong frosty smell coming from his junior sister's wooden house.

He walked in, and suddenly several talismans burned up, forming a formation to block Qi Yuan.

When the junior sister was practicing, she would often use some talismans to guard around her.

The power exerted by these talismans is close to that of a Divine Infant Monk.

In the Great Shang Kingdom, it is considered a top-level protective talisman.

Qi Yuan glanced over and immediately the top-level protective talisman shattered.

He turned around and immediately saw Jiang Lingsu lying on the bed in thin clothes.

She was covered with a layer of gauze, revealing her pale arms and snow-white neck, which was covered with a light layer of frost.

She frowned and looked like she was in pain.

"Junior sister?" Qi Yuan's heart tightened.

He had always known that his junior sister had health problems that could only be cured by a Purple Mansion cultivator with water-attributed spiritual roots.

Unfortunately, after establishing the Blood Robe Alliance, and even dominating the East, he still couldn't find a Purple Mansion cultivator with a natural spiritual root of water attribute.

He reached out and grabbed Jiang Lingsu's arm.

A hot breath swept through at this moment.

Qi Yuan used the five elements to refine his Qi. Although he could not cure the root of Jiang Lingsu's illness, he could relieve the pain.

The heat wave swept through the wooden house. Jiang Lingsu, who was originally covered in frost, began to sweat on his forehead, but the frost on his body had long disappeared.

She opened her eyes weakly, with a trace of pity in her eyes: "Big Brother..."

She seemed to be thanking Qi Yuan.

"No need to talk." Qi Yuan continued to transmit spiritual energy, using this clumsy method to help Jiang Lingsu get rid of the coldness in her body.

Jiang Lingsu opened her eyes and tried to move her slender arms to grab something.

"Don't move." Qi Yuan grabbed Jiang Lingsu's arm to stop her from moving.

This rich junior sister has helped him so much, so he has to take good care of her to live up to her kindness.

"Tell me what you want to do and I will help you." Qi Yuan is very responsible.

A blush stained Jiang Lingsu's snow-white face. She turned her head away, unwilling to look at Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan looked confused.

What's wrong with Junior Sister? "Dad, this sister probably wants you to help her pull up her clothes." Qi Jianjun stood aside and teased.

Jiang Lingsu was lying on the bed, her skin faintly visible under the pink gauze. Even when she was lying down, it was difficult to hide her graceful figure with fruits hanging on slender branches. At this moment, one of the fruits was standing upright and half free, and it was dazzlingly white.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Seeing this, Qi Yuan blew gently, and Jiang Lingsu's clothes immediately moved up to cover her.

Jiang Lingsu felt the hot breath from Qi Yuan, and her face became even more flushed.

How can you help someone pull their clothes like this? Qi Yuan was very proud and felt that he had a high emotional intelligence day.

As the saying goes, men and women should not touch each other, so he did not touch anything to avoid touching something he should not touch, but chose to blow gently.

"Junior sister, you're welcome." Seeing Jiang Lingsu's complexion getting better and better, Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Jiang Lingsu seemed to have recovered a lot. She put her hands on her chest, and her eyes were still weak like a sick beauty: "Big Brother, thank you."

"Your condition is getting worse." Qi Yuan looked at his junior sister.

When he just dissolved the coldness in his junior sister's body, he felt that the coldness that had just appeared had been accumulating for half a month.

It can be seen that Junior Sister Jiang Lingsu has endured pain for half a month.

For the past half month, she has been lying in bed alone, enduring the pain, with no one to communicate with.

This made Qi Yuan sigh that even a rich woman has her own troubles.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Jiang Lingsu seemed to be very open-minded about all this, and his expression was relaxed. "Brother, how was the result of going to the Eastern Land Prodigy Ranking this time?"

"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission and entered the Eastern Land Prodigy Ranking."

"Really?" Jiang Lingsu showed a look of surprise, "Senior Brother is worthy of being a Senior Brother!"

Only by being able to enter the list of Eastland Prodigies can one be considered a true master on the Eastland stage.

Even if the eldest senior brother goes to their Jiang family, he will be treated with respect by such a big family.

If the former senior brother went to the Jiang family with a visiting card, he probably wouldn't even be able to enter the door.

"Have any major events occurred in the Shenguang Sect and Da Shang recently?" Qi Yuan asked.

"If it's a big deal, there are two." Jiang Lingsu looked at Qi Yuan with a strange expression when he mentioned this. "Two Purple Mansions from the Blood Robe Alliance came to our Shenguang Sect and killed the elders of the Red Sword Sect."

At first, Jiang Lingsu always thought that the Blood-Clothed Sword God was a nickname she gave to her senior brother.

But later he discovered that the Blood-Clothed Sword God was too powerful.

There is no way the two could be the same person.

Now, the Blood-Clothed Alliance founded by the Blood-Clothed Sword God has sent people to the Shenguan Sect again. At that time, her senior brother sent a message saying that two subordinates were coming, which made her imagine a lot.

But when she thought about how the senior brother had just spoken to her, he was very approachable and didn't have the mighty power of a monster. Even when she occasionally lost her temper, the senior brother reacted normally.

She thought she was overthinking it.

However, there is definitely a deep connection between the eldest senior brother and the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

Could it be that the Blood-Clothed Sword God is the master?

Only in this way can it be better explained.

Of course, she still had a little suspicion in her heart that the senior brother was the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

"Is there another important thing?" Qi Yuan asked.

He already knew about the Blood Robe Alliance.

"There was an internal fight in the Devil Desire Sect. The Shen clan suddenly launched an attack and suppressed the Ji clan. All the disciples of the Ji clan were slaughtered.

The Demon Desire Sect is now ruled by the surname Shen." Jiang Lingsu said seriously.

Qi Yuan was a little surprised when he heard this.

He was also thinking that he would take care of the Ji guy from the Demonic Desire Sect when he came back this time.

Now, the enemies of the Demonic Desire Sect are gone without him having to deal with them?

It's really unpredictable, and everything changes.

"Senior Brother, this is..." Jiang Lingsu then looked at Qi Jianjun seriously with curiosity in his eyes.

Before, she seemed to vaguely hear the little girl calling the eldest brother "daddy".

"This is my daughter Qi Jianjun."

"Daughter?" Jiang Lingsu's eyes widened. "Brother, if I remember correctly, you should be less than 20 years old this year. How come you have such a big daughter?"

"I have a game, and this is my daughter in the game." Qi Yuan said.

Jiang Lingsu was confused.

She remembered that there were also some people in her clan who played games with jade slips, recognizing brothers, sisters, and even fathers and daughters.

But that's all... fun.

Qi Jianjun is so young...what's going on?

"Okay, Junior Sister, since you are awake, I will go back and continue playing games.

I haven't played games for a long time, and I'm a little thirsty." Qi Yuan said, and left in a hurry.

The only person left in the room was Jiang Lingsu, who had a puzzled look on her face.

"Could it be that the little girl is an orphan and was adopted by the eldest senior brother? How pitiful." Jiang Lingsu's maternal love overflowed.

She stood up. It had been so long since she last stood up that her body felt a little stiff.

However, she was a foundation-building cultivator after all, so the discomfort disappeared instantly.

Suddenly, she thought of something and looked strange.

"Where is the talisman I placed at the door?"

Before each retreat, she would place some talismans around her to protect her safety.

Now, the talisman is gone.

"How did Senior Brother avoid my talisman?" Jiang Lingsu was surprised, with a strange look on his face.

…

The world of ordinary mind.

Qingshui Village.

The skinny and pale villagers walked back in droves, with serious injuries on their faces.

The village chief, Yu Lei, was a little old man with a hunched back and his trousers rolled up to his knees, revealing his thin legs.

"We lost the village battle. What a shame!"

A fat man had a sad face and looked particularly sad.

"The people of Shijia Village have no martial ethics and actually believe in a new god!" A man who looked like a scholar spoke up, expressing his disdain for Shijia Village's belief in a new god.

When the new god was mentioned, everyone on the field looked unhappy.

If these villages want good weather and good harvests every year, they must worship the gods.

The dogtail grass god worshipped in Qingshui Village has not responded for decades.

According to the priest Shen Tu, the Dogtail Grass God had probably starved to death.

It sounds outrageous, but it's also normal.

After all, their Qingshui Village had always been extremely poor and had nothing to offer to the dogtail grass god.

"Without the blessing of God, we can never defeat Shijia Village!" said a man.

The overall strength of Qingshui Village exceeds that of Shijia Village.

However, there is a new god in Shijia Village who can bless the villagers. This also makes Shijia Village much stronger than Qingshui Village.

Qingshui Village suffered heavy losses in this battle for water resources.

"Even if the Dogtail Grass God blesses us, we still cannot defeat Shijia Village. Their new god is too powerful!"

When the new god was mentioned, the villagers present all showed fear in their hearts.

"How about we also believe in a new god?" a villager asked tentatively at this time.

"No!" The village chief Yu Lei, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up. "No matter what, we in Qingshui Village cannot believe in the new god. Absolutely not!"

Everyone on the field was silent.

They all knew why the village chief reacted so strongly.

The difference between the new god and the old god is that the new god requires sacrifices from humans!

The new god of Shijia Village eats a boy every month.

The people of Qingshui Village simply could not accept such a thing.

"Moreover, we are the descendants of an ancient clan, so how can we believe in new gods?" Yu Lei said.

When they heard the name of the Ancient Clan, the villagers present all showed a look of pride in their eyes.

This ancient clan is the most unyielding.

Once upon a time, the sky was blind and the great gods of the ancient clan dared to challenge the sky.

Now, in the chaotic world of the New God, how can they rely on the New God and live in disgrace? "We, the Ancient Clan, dare to challenge the Gods. Even if we are in decline, we should never bend our backs!"

"Dare to fight against God, dare to manage the injustice of the world, the ancient clan cannot be insulted!"

"Wow, I'm so hungry, Goudan, give me a steamed bun!"

"Your ancient clan has pure blood. Do you have the nerve to ask me for steamed bread?"

(End of this chapter)