"It might be someone over there."
Shang Nan shook the apricot yellow flag, and after making sure that the stored power on it had disappeared, he also stood up.
Song Jia didn't say anything.
She knew who Shang Nan was talking about. In this world of immortal cultivation, there was only one force that dared to go against them.
That is the Sword Immortal.
Only the Sword Immortal dared not give them face.
"Let's go down and take a look together."
Song Jia put away the pottery jar. While she was talking, she found that the aura of "Wu Xiang" had been cut off. Without "Wu Xiang", this pottery jar would become worthless.
The two of them restrained their breath and flew through the clouds at the same time, heading towards the Wanxiang Immortal Gate below.
The Master of the Wanfa Pavilion stood at the front of the flying boat, looking down at the mountains and rivers below. This time he brought out all the immortal tools of the Wanfa Pavilion. A secret that could allow a person to break through to the Tribulation Realm in less than a thousand years was worth his full efforts.
“He has cultivated to the Tribulation Realm in less than a thousand years. This opportunity might really be related to that person.” When the Master of Wanfa Pavilion thought of the rumors about the Immortal Emperor Changqing, his eyes became hot.
Didn't these people betray their master just for the opportunity?
He knew the plan of Wan Ji and the other three. They wanted the benefits but were unwilling to take risks, so they wanted him to come over and test the waters first. In the eyes of the Master of Wanfa Pavilion, this behavior was weakness.
When the opportunity comes, you must act ruthlessly!
When he chose to betray, he was the one who stabbed him first. It was also because of his initial stab that the Nine Clans of Tomb Guarding came into being.
"If this is really the treasure left by the emperor..."
The Master of Wanfa Pavilion had an idea and flew towards Wanxiang Immortal Gate at a faster speed.
Cemetery.
Ge Xian stood in front of a tombstone, reaching out to touch the words on it. Ge Xian's aura at this moment was very different from before. He looked like an ordinary person, and no spiritual power fluctuations could be sensed on him.
"These people are as greedy as ever."
His index finger traced the surface of the tombstone.
The stone tablet, which was originally as smooth as a mirror, actually had a name appearing on it when his palm passed over it.
'The Tomb of Zhao Qi.'
There is no biography and no unnecessary description.
There were only four simple words, but these four words were like a mark. After being awakened by Ge Xian, they emitted bursts of black light, as if responding to Ge Xian in front of the grave.
"Brother, this time I will protect you."
Ge Xian stood up straight, and his aura began to dissipate little by little like water ripples. When he retracted his right hand, the disappeared aura reappeared. The aura similar to that of a Mahayana cultivator revived from his heart. A blue-black sword appeared behind him, and the murderous sword energy spread.
Hissing!
The sword flashed across the sky.
The arc-shaped sword energy, like the moonlight, cut through the sky above the cemetery. The sword energy was crisscrossed, cutting through the void, extending all the way to the higher clouds, and finally crashed into an illusory mountain.
Buzz!!
A figure flying forward was forcibly intercepted by the sword light.
The figure frowned, stopped and looked at Ge Xian below.
This person was wearing a light grey robe, and his feet were on the void. He looked down at Ge Xian from a high position. The earth-shattering sword strike before had no effect on him. His light grey eyes swept over him, and it felt like he was looking at an ant.
"Old dog, I'll use you as a sacrifice to my sword today."
Ge Xian raised his right hand, and a black sword appeared in his palm.
After being out for so long, he finally got back everything he had stored before his reincarnation.
Seven Hearts Dharmakaya.
Representing seven faces, seven identities.
Every time he finds one, Ge Xian's strength will recover a little. After the seven hearts reunited, he recalled everything in his life and the reason for his reincarnation.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the world of immortal cultivation was in chaos, and the two brothers came down to the mortal world.
At that time, Ge Xian was only at the Mahayana realm.
Along the way, he was protected by his senior brother Zhao Qi and escaped several disasters. Just when they thought they were safe, they were suddenly betrayed by their subordinates and guards, and his senior brother died to protect him. Several seniors who went to the world with him were also plotted against.
In order to survive, his senior brother took him to escape into the emperor's tomb.
In the Emperor's Tomb World, Senior Brother Zhao Qi used his Taoism to buy Ge Xian a chance to reincarnate and prolong his life. Afterwards, Zhao Qi died in the Emperor's Tomb World, and his body was wandering around, and after several twists and turns, it finally fell into the hands of the Three Ancestors of the Stars, and was used as a material for refining weapons.
Ge Xian has also been in a daze in the upper realm.
He did not leave the Emperor's Tomb, and could not find the memories left outside, so he always thought he was a native of the Emperor's Tomb world, until Chen Luo appeared and helped him break the reincarnation cycle and find his true self. When he separated from Chen Luo before, Ge Xian felt a little different.
It was also because of this that he made a special trip to give some advice when he broke up with Chen Luo.
Later, he found his true self and recalled the familiar aura on Chen Luo, which confirmed his guess.
That Chen Luo is the reincarnation of senior brother Zhao Qi!
Although I don't know what means my senior brother used, it is very likely that he, like him, has obtained the opportunity to reincarnate and cultivate again. Only in this way can we explain why Chen Luo's cultivation level has improved so quickly and why he was able to break the blockade of the Nine Clans of the Tomb.
"Punishment."
The figure in mid-air flicked his index finger.
The flowing light around him seemed to be pinched by his two fingers, converging to one point and turning into a beam of light, shooting down from the fairy mountain in the sky.
boom!!
The black blade slashed on the lightsaber.
The two forces were in a stalemate for a moment, and then there was a loud bang, and the beam was split into two, spreading to the left and right. Ge Xian in the middle groaned, and the whole person was knocked back to the ground, with a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The figure in the air had a blank expression on his face, and he stretched out his hand again and shot out a beam of light.
This time, the beam was moving faster.
The nothingness penetrated and pointed towards Ge Xian's forehead.
Boom! !
A black stone hand stretched out from the side, and the palm was like a shield, wrapping Ge Xian in the palm. The black stone on the back of the hand glowed dimly, blocking the attack of the figure in the air. The light beam hit the black hand, and a ball of air waves exploded.
The index and middle fingers of Heishi's hand broke on the spot, and dust scattered everywhere.
"This deal is definitely a big loss!"
The stones gathered together, and a figure stood up from the ground in the cemetery. The person was completely black, like a rock giant, and the part below the waist was not in the ground. Just the upper half of the body exuded an aura comparable to that of a figure in the air.
"The Forbidden Mountain Ghost?"
The figure in the air spoke for the first time.
His voice was very indifferent, and no emotion could be heard.
"You want to stop me?"
“I owe them a favor.”
The black stone man had a bitter look on his face. If he had a choice, he really didn't want to provoke the monster in the sky. But he had no choice. Some favors had already been owed thousands of years ago.
"Do it."
The aura of Ge Xian changed again, and he entered another unknown level from the Mahayana realm. The long sword in his hand turned into a bell at some point.
He saw his right hand shaking, and a shrill ringing sound spread out.
Seeing this, the old ghost from the Forbidden Mountain could only end his chat and use his magical powers together with Ge Xian to shoot towards the figure in the air.
“No matter how many trash fish there are, they are still trash fish.”
The figure looked down at the two people below, and then he slowly raised his hand, palm down. A drop of light blue water appeared in his palm. (End of this chapter)
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