The Immortal Gate of All Things.
The mountain gate was completely silent. The prosperity before seemed like a fleeting dream. It rose quickly and fell just as quickly. It was like a grand fireworks display, which left only a mess after it bloomed.
Deep in the forest, a group of monks wearing the uniforms of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect were walking slowly forward.
There were about fifty of them, and apart from Tang Hai and his three companions, Elder Sun and his companions were also there. Only those who were willing to stay after experiencing great ups and downs were considered the real confidants.
"Master, do we still have a chance to go back?"
Elder Xiao looked back at the sect behind him, his eyes full of reluctance.
Although they had not been in the sect for long, the three elders Xiao had indeed regarded the Wanxiang Immortal Sect as their home. The Blood Demon Rebellion destroyed their place of practice, and it was the Wanxiang Immortal Sect that accepted them and gave them a new habitat. For these people, the Wanxiang Immortal Sect was their second home. Now that they were forced to flee, they were naturally very unwilling.
"I will be back."
"Let's just fight them! Those great immortal clans won't give us any chance to survive!" Elder Gui suddenly said.
Among the three, he was the one who was most reluctant to leave.
Your elder is a weapon refiner.
For weapon refiners, a top-grade weapon refining place is something worth risking their lives for. The weapon refining treasure land of Wanxiang Xianmen was arranged by Chen Luo. There is a ball of top-grade spiritual fire inside, and the subsequent arrangement of the weapon refining hall also exhausted the efforts of the noble elder.
Now that the Equipment Refining Pavilion has just grown to a certain size, it has been forced to leave its hometown. Although everything that can be moved has been moved away, the spiritual veins under the ground cannot be moved. It is unknown how long it will take to find such a suitable equipment refining site next time. The same is true for Elder Yu next to him. Alchemy and equipment refining are common, and the spiritual fire site is more formal in the eyes of alchemists.
"As long as people are still here, Wanxiang Xianmen will still be here."
Tang Hai stopped and said something persuasive.
How could he be willing to leave? But the situation was stronger than him, and the order to leave the sect was personally delivered to him by the ancestor. Even a strong man of the ancestor's level needed to temporarily avoid the sharp edge, so how could they resist it head-on?
"When the ancestor comes back, we will definitely get back everything we lost! All we have to do now is wait."
Everyone around him fell silent after hearing this. It wasn't that they didn't have confidence in Chen Luo, but the concept of time for cultivators was very vague. The higher the cultivation level, the more indifferent time became. In the eyes of the strong, a retreat might very well be the rest of their lives.
"The Immortal Sect may still have a chance to rise, but we old guys will most likely not see it."
Just as a few people were talking.
A burst of light suddenly came from the area where the Wanxiang Immortal Gate was located behind.
A group of people subconsciously looked back and saw a hand falling from the sky. At this moment, all the light between heaven and earth disappeared, leaving only that light green hand falling above the Wanxiang Immortal Gate.
Click! !
The ground cracked, and the two fingers in the air slowly pinched up and lifted upwards.
After a violent shock, the entire mountain range split in the middle. Tang Hai and the others felt a panic in their hearts, and vaguely seemed to hear the roar of a giant dragon.
The pale yellow aura left the ground and was picked up by the two fingers.
"Just a medium spiritual vein?"
A puzzled voice came out, and the person who took action seemed to have encountered something incomprehensible. After a while, the hand pulled upwards. Like pinching an earthworm, it pulled the entire spiritual vein out from the ground. The pale yellow spiritual energy of the ground vein was dragged into the clouds, and then returned to silence.
Tang Hai and others standing in the distance swallowed subconsciously.
Extract the energy from the earth's veins and rewrite the spiritual vein pattern of the world of immortal cultivation.
This power is beyond their understanding.
"Is this the ancestor's opponent?"
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and had a vague feeling that they might not be able to return to the Wanxiang Immortal Sect. Even Tang Hai, the acting leader, began to waver.
The feeling of hearing about something and seeing it with your own eyes are completely different.
thunderbolt!!
There was thunder in the sky and heavy rain poured down from the sky.
The muddy water slid down the mountain. After losing the protection of the spiritual vein, the mountain where Wanxiang Xianmen was located turned into an ordinary mud mountain. Under the scouring of rain, several areas collapsed and large pieces of mud and rock flowed down the mountain.
The flowers, plants and trees on the mountain are visibly withered and yellow.
The smell of decay and decay seeped up from the ground. This territory that the sect had seized with great difficulty in the past was turned into ruins. In a few years, this place would become a place without spirits, just like the Guixu Sea. Even the surrounding vegetation would degenerate into sand.
"Can we really go back?" Elder Yu asked bitterly.
"able!"
After a long silence, Tang Hai turned around and continued to move forward. Their auras were all obscured by the Life-changing Gu, and their vitality was as weak as that of an ant. Even the immortal in the sky could not sense them.
Chen Luo, who was on his way to the emperor's tomb, turned back subconsciously.
I glanced over and happened to see this scene.
"Immortal?"
Chen Luo retracted his gaze and continued to speed up. The world of immortal cultivation is very simple. No one here will talk about fairness with you. The enemy will not wait for you to break through to the same realm as him before taking action. It is just like a dispute between countries. A strong country will not wait for a weak country to develop. What it likes to do most is always to bully the weak and the small.
A few days later.
Chen Luo, hiding his figure, returned to the edge of the emperor's tomb.
The robbery holes dug by Ge Xian and Kui Shan in the past have been repaired by the Nine Clans who guard the tombs, and the roots of the big locust tree have blocked the way. If you want to enter the emperor's tomb, you must force your way in.
With Chen Luo's current strength, it is not difficult to break in.
The hard part is how not to draw attention to yourself.
The fall of the Master of the Wanfa Pavilion was just the beginning. The impact was far greater than that of the previous Blood Demon. As the strongest of the Nine Tomb Guardians, the fall of the Master of the Wanfa Pavilion would surely awaken the other sleeping monsters. The next enemy to be faced was likely to be the combined efforts of the eight monsters.
Eight enemies holding magical weapons, plus an immortal watching from the dark.
This was the main reason why Chen Luo chose to run away without any hesitation. Compared to the outside world of immortal cultivation, the Emperor's Tomb was his base camp and the place where he rose to prominence. The rest of Brother Changqing's brain was also inside. In the Emperor's Tomb world, he was not afraid even if all the nine clans guarding the tomb attacked.
At worst, he could just hide in Brother Changqing's imperial tomb. After cultivating to this level, this world of cultivation no longer had many secrets for Chen Luo. Brother Changqing's status was the strongest he had ever seen.
Although the immortal weapons of the nine clans guarding the tomb are powerful, they have to be kept in Brother Changqing’s imperial tomb.
'The miasma of all things can avoid the perception of the big locust tree.'
In the external brain, the new Master of the Wanfa Pavilion immediately appeared and gave his opinion. Shang Nan and Song Jia also gave their feedback. These two boys were also plant spirits and had sufficient experience in dealing with the big locust tree.
"Use all methods to confuse the miasma."
Chen Luo weighed the pros and cons and made a decision.
What he had to do was to sneak in, not to kill the big locust tree. If he killed the big locust tree now, the people of the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans would definitely notice it immediately, and then the originally relaxed escape journey would become full of variables.
Variables often represent trouble.
"rise."
Chen Luo pressed his right hand on the ground, and his spiritual power spread in all directions like water ripples. After a moment, a cloud of white mist rose from the ground. The mist was like a living monster, surrounding Chen Luo, and his robes began to sway. The aura around him changed rapidly under the influence of the mist, and the aura of the Master of the Wanfa Pavilion emerged from him.
A single mist was a bit risky, so for safety reasons, Chen Luo called upon the brain of the Master of the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion. As one of the nine old monsters of the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans, the big locust tree must have recognized the aura of the Master of the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion. With the deterrence of this aura, the big locust tree would never come over to check, but would only stay away from it. (End of this chapter)
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