Chapter 76 Don’t answer for a hundred years!
Although the Jade Baby's cultivation progress was as fast as a rocket, facing this situation, Chu Sheng sighed in distress.
She was not worried about issues like being afraid that the jade doll would turn into a smaller version of the jade jujube after waking up... or something like that.
The Jade Baby may seem delicate but has a strong character. As long as Yu Jujiu is not determined to use her own daughter's body to reincarnate and cultivate for the sake of justice, the Jade Baby's spirit will be fine.
What's more, if Yu Jujiu wants to retain her soul to perform the secret method of blood reincarnation, she must at least ensure that the two people who come from the same origin are in the same time and space, and the ancient ruins are obviously not included.
But Chu Sheng suddenly realized that in the face of Zhongnan Dao Sect's blockade of the external passages, if Yuan Qi and Tian Yan could not willingly unite into one, they would probably not be able to break the shackles of the ancient ruins by themselves.
——Even if there is a jade doll that has a high probability of reaching the late stage of transformation after overcoming the tribulation, it will not work.
To survive the thunder tribulation of the Mahayana stage, one needs the Purple Sky Divine Thunder sent down by Heaven, but it is obvious that there is no such thing in the ancient ruins.
Therefore, even if the Jade Doll is forced to grow, it will only release all her suppressed state of mind and then increase a part of it in revenge.
For many cultivators who often take elixirs for cultivation, this is not a problem.
Not to mention the Jade Baby's immense cultivation, which came from the bloodline of a powerful being in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. This is much more solid than ordinary elixir cultivation.
At this moment, Chu Sheng and Yuan Qi's train of thought strangely reached a certain consensus.
Otherwise, why don’t we all try to improve our cultivation first?
Although Yuan Qi's goal was to enable everyone present to easily deal with the situation that might change drastically in the world of cultivation after leaving the ancient ruins.
Chu Sheng's purpose is to use as many energy fluctuations as possible to stimulate the ancient ruins and trigger mirages, so as to answer Tian Yan's long-standing doubts.
If Chu Sheng saw correctly, the blurry white shadow was exactly the back of the Chongming Immortal Venerable whom he had seen in the Tianjiao List.
Before the Divine Lord used his body to suppress the demon, it was the only time when the Heavenly Extreme had not collapsed. And the time when the Chongming Immortal Venerable appeared here was only during the time that Chu Sheng had personally experienced.
When the Goddess Taishang was hanging on to her life by the Golden Lotus of Creation, the Lord of Gods said that Chongming exchanged places with her and went to the high platform at the end of the sky to try to "ask the sky".
To this day, no one can clearly explain what the Immortal Chongming asked and how he found the path to immortality after the death of the goddess.
Although Chu Sheng's intuition told him that even if he exhausted all the mirages here, he might not get a complete answer...
But she was not willing to give up the opportunity to know part of the truth, just as Tian Yan was unable to calm down, concentrate his mind, and merge with Yuan Qi because of this confusion.
Perhaps, this is an opportunity that came from nowhere. Just as the Goddess Taishang once said, the time has not yet come and we need to wait for a moment.
According to legend, the gap between the upper realm and the world of cultivation is the difference between one day in heaven and one year on earth. Is the "moment" that the goddess mentioned the entire life of some people?
Chu Sheng thought so and slowly closed his eyes.
outside world.
The first year that Zhongnan Taoist Sect closed the ancient ruins was also the first year that Ye Ziqing learned part of the truth from Si Chun.
The Mahayana masters are still active in the world of cultivation, but many of the leading sects, such as the Sword Palace, Zhongnan Taoist Sect, Penglai Fairy Island, Lingxiao Pavilion, and the Beast Taming Sect, seem to have secretly discussed it and have started internal fighting tacitly.
"It's so lively." Ye Zi said softly.
"Compared to that, our Hehuan Sect is much friendlier, don't you think, Sect Master?"
Si Chun, who was under friendly custody, looked at Mo Yan with a sullen face in front of him, then looked at Yu Pan with a smile on his face, and was forced to answer in silence.
"Um."
The fifth year since the ancient ruins were closed.
Qiao Xuefeng found Ye Ziqing. This land traveler rarely stayed in this deserted desert, but he was not going to cause trouble for him. Instead, he wanted to find the whereabouts of Zixiao.
Ye Ziqing said that he didn't know where Zixiao was at the moment.
You really don't know? Qiao Xuefeng didn't ask.
He was also a highly skilled array cultivator who had some experience in deduction. He was also proud of himself and was unwilling to admit that he was not as good as Ye Ziqing of the Hehuan Sect in his area of expertise.
——Even if the other party’s talent is so infuriating that even the owner of Penglai Fairy Island often complains about it.
"Then tell her for me," Qiao Xuefeng said. "My deduction concluded...that High Heaven Pavilion collapsed."
Rather than saying that Lingxiao Pavilion collapsed, it would be better to say that after He Huan, who supported Lingxiao Pavilion, disappeared, the people who relied on his wings also scattered like birds and beasts.
After Qiao Xuefeng finished his ominous prophecy, he was about to leave, but Ye Ziqing hypocritically tried to keep him.
"Are you really not going to stay a little longer? Look at how beautiful the yellow sand is here. In a few years, we'll plant lotus flowers all over this place!"
Qiao Xuefeng put away the so-called "souvenir" with a complicated expression. It was actually just a shriveled lotus seed, and waved to him.
"No."
"The Grandmasters of Penglai Fairy Island are so good-tempered. They listened to this unemotional guy talk for such a long time without beating him to death."
Zixiao appeared behind Ye Ziqing like a ghost, looked at Qiao Xuefeng's back and spoke softly.
Ye Ziqing was startled by her appearance.
"You're really still in the sect? You haven't left yet?"
Zixiao waved his hand nonchalantly. "I didn't go out. I'm hiding. Didn't I tell you that my house has collapsed and I can't go back?"
She paused for a moment and said to Ye Ziqing, "But I think Qiao Xuefeng will come here sooner or later."
If I remember correctly, the sect I joined was the Hehuan Sect, not some formation or talisman sect. Why are all of you running here?
A question mark slowly appeared above Ye Ziqing's head.
"Why?"
Zixiao said as if nothing had happened.
"Because the result I deduced was that Penglai sank."
Ye Ziqing paused. Confused. Shocked.
"ha?"
"Anyway, you can believe it or not."
"ah!!"
It is the fifteenth year since the ancient ruins were closed.
Liangyi Valley announced its closure.
Guizhi Fuling grabbed Xiao Huang's hand and burst into tears.
"Gui Xuan will really poison me to death if she doesn't see you when she comes back. I didn't lie to you at all, Xiao Huang!"
"That's a way for you and your son to express your affection..." The medicine boy Xiao Huang wiped his sweat silently.
"But Valley Master, the Sun Chasing Demon King has announced that he will close the mountain. If I don't go back, I'm really afraid that my hometown village will be taken over by the neighboring dog!"
"Isn't your hometown surrounded by Baiwan Mountains? How come there is Ergou next door..." Guizhi Fuling suddenly stopped sobbing.
"Your village sounds pretty big. Are there any other demons willing to learn medicine?"
"Master, I think if other people come, they may not study medicine anymore." Xiao Huang said sincerely.
"What is that?" The old valley master was completely confused.
"It's a medical dispute." Xiao Huang answered at the speed of light and comforted the reluctant old valley master.
"I'm only going back to my hometown temporarily. I'll come back when the hype has died down... I've been here for so long, I really have feelings for our place!"
same year.
The Sun-Chasing Demon King is born again and forbids the demons to cross the Canglang Mountains at will. Violators will be put to death.
Guizhi Fuling, who was standing among a group of medical practitioners, really cried. He knew that he and Guixuan might never see Xiao Huang again.
"Wuwuwu...Xiao Huang, you don't believe me! That rebellious son Guixuan will really poison me to death!"
The ancient ruins have been closed for the fiftieth year.
With the sect's resources as a backing, Wang Ze recovered his cultivation and broke through to the Nascent Soul stage. However, Fairy Langhuan had never experienced a drop in cultivation and actually broke through to the Spirit Transformation stage before him.
"Aren't you afraid that one day I might go crazy and start killing everyone?"
Fairy Langhuan looked at Ye Ziqing and others who showed no surprise at the news and asked quietly.
"Rather than you, a demon cultivator in the Spiritual Transformation Stage, going on a killing spree, we're more afraid that the leader of the Hehuan Sect will ruthlessly kill his own people and exterminate the sect... Just kidding."
Gu Xuan, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, also replied quietly.
"After all, the current sect leader is Ye Ziqing. Although I'm a little unhappy, considering that he would be the first to die if the sect protection formation is broken, it seems that it is not a bad idea."
"That makes sense." Wang Ze nodded seriously in agreement. "So don't worry, Lang Huan. If all else fails, you can kill me first to vent your anger—"
Fairy Langhuan was instantly choked by Wang Ze's heartless words.
What’s going on? It doesn’t seem like an illusion. Why do you from the Hehuan Sect look even more devilish than the devil cultivators?
Ye Ziqing didn't joke with them. He stared at Si Chun's soul lamp, feeling a creepy feeling as if a storm was about to come.
...What exactly does that Heavenly Demon Emperor want to do?
The seventieth year since the ancient ruins were closed.
The plan of Tianmo Minghuang began to show signs. Compared to Qiao Xuefeng, who was predicted by Zixiao to come back to join Ye Ziqing, Meng Lingbo from Kunshan arrived faster.
"The tiger blew itself up inside Kunshan." Meng Lingbo, whose internal injuries had not yet healed, looked grim. Behind him were a few scattered disciples of the sect, all of whom looked timid as they faced the gazes of others.
He had barely stepped out of the sect's formation when the incident occurred, and even then, the zither master had nearly lost his life, not to mention that he had witnessed the scene with his own eyes...
That tragic scene has almost become a demon that lingers in my dreams at midnight.
"Many... I should say. The vast majority of disciples failed to escape."
The self-explosion of a Mahayana master was so powerful that it could destroy the world. The sudden attack by the mountain king only destroyed Kunshan and the disciples inside. It can even be said that he was lucky.
But at this point, no one can say such comforting words.
It was at this moment when they were trying to figure out why Shanjun, a Mahayana master, chose to self-destruct for no apparent reason that a horrifying truth finally surfaced.
Subconsciously wanting to blame the incident on the demonic cultivators and claiming that it was the demonic cultivators who were responsible, many sects in the cultivation world united together in a rare move to deal with this extraordinary vicious incident.
But when everyone went to the outside of Shifang City with great fanfare, ready for a confrontation between the two sides, everyone was stunned.
The entire Shifang City was silent and hushed, as if it had long since become a dead city, as if it had been suppressed by some irresistible natural force, like a paintbrush smearing white paper, erasing all living things in the city...
This situation is just like the entire Miyin Sect that mysteriously disappeared that year. After entering Shifang City, all the demon cultivators disappeared overnight, and all lost their lives and property!
An indescribable fear crept up the backs of everyone present like a leech.
If the Emperor of Heavenly Demon created all this in order to allow the demon cultivators to become the true rulers of the cultivation world, the people from the righteous sects would not be too surprised.
It is human nature to have desires. Even the immortals in the upper realm are not immune to this and are often caught up in the vortex of power struggle.
But before Tianmo Minghuang spread his powerful ambition to the world of cultivation, he first killed all the demon cultivators. This approach was different from everyone's cognition, and what he wanted was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people!
Now that things have come to this, what exactly is Tianmo Minghuang going to do?
The world of cultivation fell into a panic where everyone was in danger.
The 150th year since the ancient ruins were closed.
The Demon Emperor chose a Mahayana sword cultivator for sacrifice, and Changfeng Duji died.
The decision he had made back then, like a boomerang, struck him right in the face years later. Just as he had commented on the fall of the sword-wielding elder, Master Buwang Jianzun, the cause of Changfeng Duji's death was also shrouded in secrecy.
The sword masters who were still in office fled with their disciples and caves like birds, and the former Sword Palace has since become a legend.
Qiao Xuefeng brought the last spark of Penglai Island to the Hehuan Sect.
When this land walker met the haggard Meng Lingbo, they couldn't help but look at each other in surprise at the changes that had taken place in each other.
Even though they had thousands of words to say before they actually met, under the current circumstances, the two were speechless and could only sigh silently in the end.
Ye Ziqing sat on the top of the Albizia Julibrissin tree, picked up a ball-like Albizia Julibrissin flower, and then used his spiritual power to connect it back to its original point.
One flower, two flowers, three flowers, four flowers. The Albizia Julibrissin tree has a spirit but it is tormented like this. Even if it has the best temper, it can't bear it.
Finally, the acacia tree, unable to bear it any longer, used its branches to slap the bastard's hand with all its might, and the former eldest brother of the Acacia Sect finally stopped in disappointment.
After he took over as the leader of the Hehuan Sect, Ye Ziqing transferred the core of the sect's formation to himself for the safety of the defensive formation.
"Are you not planning to leave the sect anymore?" Gu Xuan frowned, but Ye Ziqing shook his head slightly. "No, everyone."
No one is allowed to step out of the Hehuan Sect.
He gazed at the seemingly endless yellow sand outside and the mirage appearing dimly among the rolling sand dunes. In his field of vision, the regular runes that had originally flowed in an orderly manner gradually began to show discordant columns.
When the Sun-Chasing Demon King was born more than a hundred years ago, his first order was to forbid all demons from leaving the Canglang Mountains.
No one initially understood the profound meaning of this request, until now the foresight of the other party has become apparent.
Except for a few kittens sealed in ancient ruins by Zhongnan Taoist Sect, all the demon cultivators in the entire cultivation world have been almost eradicated.
After losing Shifang City, the gray area where the three parties were originally in a tripartite confrontation, the contradiction between human cultivators and the demon clan began to be highlighted like never before.
The Hehuan Sect, located in the remote southern desert, was able to remain silent like the Buddhist practitioners who had always maintained a non-confrontational attitude when the major sects tried to besiege the demon cultivators.
But when this contradictory object is transferred to the demon cultivator by someone with ulterior motives... Mo Nan's special position may become a key breakthrough in the eyes of some people.
Ye Ziqing knew that many people were trying to use various secret methods to attract the cultivators in the ancient ruins, and wanted to use other means to urge them to come out as soon as possible.
Whether it's the crumbling Sword Palace, the Yuan family's vassals ready to make moves after the liquidation, the Skyfire Holy Sect that should have welcomed back the "God" but was blocked, or even the several demon tribes that are restless after the loss of the Demon King...
In this century of tremendous change, too many factors have influenced everyone's stance and mentality.
The Emperor's capricious moods had been fully revealed over the past century. The possibility of the other party drawing a Mahayana-level venerable and launching a tragic attack was like a sharp sword hanging over everyone's head, and it was impossible to ignore it.
If we can't stop it, what about others?
What about the group of people who successfully escaped from here in the past hundred years?
Hidden dissatisfaction, unrealistic fantasies and conspiracy theories that reflect expectations are growing throughout the cultivation world, but no one can stop it, and no one is willing to stop it.
——As long as they come out, they will definitely find a way.
Why are we the only ones who have to endure this?
——The Demon Emperor chose to launch the attack after they left... Had they discussed this in advance?
Why us? Why?
——They ran away! They abandoned everyone!
Ye Ziqing loosened his hand, and the Albizia julibrissin flower, which had been unconsciously trampled to the point where it could no longer be reattached to its original branch, scattered its petals and floated lightly to the ground.
...What a disgusting bunch of idiots.
The current leader of the Hehuan Sect turned his head and looked at the huge tide of demons that had crossed the defense line at some point and surged to the border of the desert. He raised his fingertips without any surprise.
The bright lights lit up one by one, two rows, three rows, four rows...
The slender petals floating in the air completely transformed into a ring of the formation, forming the first line of defense that completely isolated the Hehuan Sect from the desert.
Si Chun stretched out his hand, and a golden rune shone on his palm. It was the mark carved by the disciple he brought back personally that year.
"...little bastard." He cursed in a low voice, but did not feel humiliated for actively cooperating.
If you want a Mahayana master to avoid becoming a time bomb that could explode at any time, the best way is to remove all the fuel that may explode.
With the energy provided by the spiritual palace of a Mahayana master and the rune structure of Ye Ziqing's divine formation cultivator, the Hehuan Sect's protective formation can remain safe and sound for thousands of years under the impact of the alien demon and black evil.
Protecting the sect from destruction and rekindling the flame are the obligations and responsibilities of every first disciple of the sect who bears this title.
Ye Ziqing was fully prepared for possible attacks, but what he was most worried about was not his own safety.
Chu Sheng also possesses the ability to condense Heavenly Demon Qi. Ye Ziqing has no doubt that Chu Sheng will likely advance to the Mahayana stage of cultivation, but facing the ruthless and insane Heavenly Demon Emperor...
Ye Ziqing's gaze pierced through the yellow sand in the sky, as if to directly penetrate time and space and see the current situation of the ancient ruins.
——Xiao Sheng, no matter who inspires you.
——Don’t answer!
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