Luoxian Mountains.

The years are peaceful.

At the foot of the mountain, a handsome man holds a long sword and stands in front of a tree, like a sculpture, standing still.

He closes his eyes and seems to be immersed in a strange atmosphere. After a long time, he raises his hand and chops the tree in front of him with a sword.

"Bang!"

The sword went deep into the wood. This sword is deeper than the previous one he chopped for a whole day and a night!

However, he stopped again, and after a long time, he chopped the second sword!

At his side, there is a copybook, swaying in the wind.

On the mountainside, in the courtyard.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

A burst of piano sounds floated out slowly like the gurgling water.

Qin Manyun was wearing a long white dress, her slender hands gently holding the xylophone, the sound of the xylophone accompanied by the breeze blew up her skirt, she was extremely graceful and beautiful like a painting.

Beside Qin Manyun, Situ Qin held a brush in her hand, tapping on the copybook, staring with her beautiful eyes, copying attentively, her heart as calm as water.

Now, she has finished copying the strokes and started copying some complete handwriting. Unconsciously, she has exuded a bookish aura, tranquil and comfortable, which makes people feel at ease.

On the other side, Daji and Huofeng are practicing yoga, showing their perfect bodies vividly. Just looking at them feels soft and smooth, as if they have no bones, and their postures are like jade.

On the side, Dahei was wearing leather pants, moving his limbs and twisting his buttocks, running hard on the treadmill.

Li Nianfan was sitting in a pavilion with a cup of tea in front of him, in a daze.

Xiaobai stood beside him, like the best waiter, ready to be dispatched at any time.

The one who cooked was the God of Food.

Wearing a hat on his head, an apron around his neck, holding a spatula, he was cooking hard. Not only did he not feel tired at all, but he also had a happy smile on his face.

Being able to cook for a master is a recognition and an honor!

Moreover, if it weren't for the master, would I be qualified to cook the Chaos Spirit Root as a dish? Has my net worth skyrocketed?

"Boring."

Li Nianfan suddenly woke up from his daze and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Everything is good here, but it is really boring. There are too few entertainment methods.

He does not fight with others, nor does he intrigue with others, nor does he have much pursuit. Now that his life is perfect, he has nothing to do.

In the previous life, he would scroll through Douyin and chat in the group, and a day would pass by casually.

Thinking about myself again, I can already achieve immortality. I used to be very eager for immortality, but if I am always so bored, how can I spend the endless years in the future!

The Internet is really a good thing. If the world of cultivation has the Internet, it must be very exciting. If there is a Douyin or live broadcast of cultivation, I estimate that I can scroll for 100,000 years.

What a pity.

Although Li Nianfan only said three words, everyone in the yard stopped moving, especially paying attention.

Xiaobai asked very considerately, "My dear master, do you have any troubles?"

"A little bit, I feel a little bored, there are too few entertainment activities." Li Nianfan complained directly.

The God of Food said quickly, "My Lord, do you want to listen to music and watch dance? I will ask the people in the Heavenly Palace to prepare performances, and the Chang'es can perform at any time."

Li Nianfan waved his hands and said distressedly, "This is different, it's too monotonous and boring."

His expression suddenly changed slightly, and he said, "It would be good if there were newspapers. I can read newspapers while drinking tea every day, which can also help me kill time." At

this moment, he felt that watching the news broadcast was delicious.

The God of Food was slightly stunned and asked, "What is a newspaper?"

Li Nianfan explained, "It is a thing that records events. It can record all kinds of major events that happen in the world every day and then show them to people. In this way, although I sit at home, I can still know a lot of things in the world."

The God of Food suddenly realized and immediately said, "Isn't this a memorial?"

The emperor and the Jade Emperor would review the memorial.

Li Nianfan nodded, "Now that you put it that way, it can indeed be understood that way, but I just read it for fun to understand current affairs."

The God of Food smiled and said, "Sage Lord, this is easy to do. I will go to the Heavenly Palace to tell you and bring you newspapers every day in the future."

Li Nianfan also laughed, "Hahaha, that's great, remember to record more interesting things."

The backyard of the courtyard.

Cows are producing milk, golden flame bees are collecting honey, and peacocks are laying eggs.

Nannan was holding a shovel, weeding and turning the soil for the plants, while Long'er was holding a wooden ladle, scooping water for irrigation.

Both of them were very serious, with carefulness written all over their faces. This was also a kind of cultivation.

To remove the weeds was no less than a tough battle for Nannan. At the same time, this soil was chaotic spiritual soil, and it would take a lot of effort to renovate it. As for watering, it was also not easy to do, which could improve Long'er's ability to control water and his understanding of water.

As for ploughing the land, it was even more difficult and required two people to complete it at the same time.

However, ever since they heard from Lao Long that the masters were facing troubles and were short of manpower, they have been thinking about cultivation, improving their strength as soon as possible, and solving problems for their brother.

Long Er came to the pond to fetch water and said to the old turtle who was basking in the sun, "Old turtle, is my ancestor really gone?"

The old turtle opened his eyes, paused, and nodded.

Long Er laughed immediately, "Hehehe, it seems that he has really left the mountain, or Master Gou has a way. He has been hiding like this, even I can't stand it."

Nan Nan nodded in agreement, "That's right, we have to let him go out to help his brother!"

At the same time.

In the chaos,

a group of people walked in it, heading in one direction.

The leader was Lao Long, followed by Tian Gong and his group.

Their faces were serious, their eyes were dim, and they were sensing something.

At this moment, Yang Jian said, "We're here."

Taoist Junjun nodded, turned his wrist, and a token appeared in his palm. It was the token that the old man gave them last time in the secret realm of the Great Dao.

He wanted them to find the spirit master.

Once the token was released, it immediately emitted a mist of light, which seemed particularly active and fluctuating.

Everyone's brows couldn't help but frown.

Since the token has a reaction, it means that it must have sensed something. However, looking around, it is a chaos here, without even a star, let alone other things.

Nv'ao said: "There must be other things here, but it can't be found by ordinary means."

"Obviously it's a barrier."

Taoist Junjun nodded, and then said: "In the past, when the prehistoric world was in decline, in order to prevent people from other worlds from easily finding it, they also set up a barrier, but this barrier is obviously much more advanced than the prehistoric world."

They knew that it was right in front of them, but they couldn't even sense it. You know, everyone's current cultivation is not low.

They all set their eyes on Lao Long. He was undoubtedly the most cultivated person present.

The old dragon still looked like an old man with white hair and beard, his eyes covered by long eyebrows. Feeling the gazes of the crowd, he raised his hand and made a spell without saying anything.

Then he chuckled, and the spell in his hand suddenly changed. He raised his wrist, and waves surged from the chaos and gathered on his hands. Then, he stretched his palms towards the chaos in front of him.

Although he could not see anything, it was like waves, with waves appearing.

"The water channel takes shape, the door to break the world, condense!"

His hand began to move along the waves, and just like that, he drew a small wooden door, and then drew a door handle.

He put his hand on the door handle, and then pulled it slowly.

The door opened.

The Jade Emperor and others said sincerely: "Amazing."

As expected of a god who has been hiding beside a master for many years, he directly installed a door in the barrier. Show.

The old dragon immediately said: "Since the other party set up this barrier, it is obvious that there is an unknown reason, and he wants to escape from the world. Therefore, not too many people should enter this time. I think it is enough to choose two people to enter."

The Jade Emperor thought for a moment and said solemnly: "You are right, in addition to you, we have to choose another person."

The old dragon blew his beard and glared, "What do you mean? In addition to me?"

Nv Wa smiled and said: "Old senior, don't make a fuss, you must go."

Yang Jian nodded "Senior, you have a high level of cultivation. It's a waste of talent for you to stay here. Master Gou has told you to go to the front line."

The old dragon shook his head and sighed, "What kind of world is this? No one knows how to respect the elderly!"

Taoist Junjun said, "The situation inside is unknown. I'm afraid it contains dangers. The old dragon and I have the highest cultivation here. Let the two of us go. You stay outside to deal with emergencies."

No one had any opinions. The old dragon had no choice but to step into the barrier with Taoist Junjun.

Here, it was a gray sky. There was no sun, moon, or stars in the sky.

The air was completely different from the outside world. It was visible to the naked eye. It actually contained a wisp of red air flow. Moreover, it was shrouded in the breath of killing and death, and there was uncertainty everywhere.

Looking down from the sky, the color of the earth is black. It doesn't look like the place where the living live, but more like the land of the dead.

The old dragon looked in one direction and said solemnly: "There is a very strong aura here. If we are discovered, I'm afraid we will be in big trouble."

Taoist Junjun nodded, "It makes people feel uneasy."

"Oh, it's too hard for me. I just came out of the mountain and I went straight to the front line. There is no human rights."

The old dragon sighed sadly, and then said to Taoist Junjun: "Remember, don't leave me more than three feet away, otherwise you may be sensed." As

soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pinched a spell. A breeze blew over him and Taoist Junjun, completely gathering their aura.

"Follow me."

The two followed the aura and flew in one direction.

This world is not very big. They soon came to a mountain range. There were many ancient palaces built here. They were pitch black and exuded a gloomy atmosphere.

Some of the palaces had already fallen into ruins and turned into broken walls and ruins. Only a piece of ruins was left. No one knew what had happened to them.

At this moment, the faces of Lao Long and Jun Jun Taoist changed at the same time, and their bodies flashed behind a piece of ruins.

The next moment, six figures walked out of the palace on one side.

These six figures were lined up in two rows. The faces of the first three were stiff and expressionless. The most eye-catching thing was that they had long fangs, their skin was actually silver, they had corpse hair on their bodies, and their hands had long black nails.

A stream of corpse gas emanated from them.

The three voices behind, although also expressionless, had a light in their eyes, and were obviously living people, controlling the three corpses in front.

Regardless of whether they were humans or corpses, they had all reached the level of Golden Immortal.

Watching their figures disappear, a strange light suddenly flashed in the eyes of Taoist Junjun, and he asked, "Is it a method to control corpses?"

"If it can make the token react, could it be that the body of the Spirit Master is here? Doesn't that mean that it can also be controlled by someone?"

The old dragon smacked his lips, "My goodness, if you really control the body of the Great Dao Supreme, it must be very terrifying."

They looked at the palace, and with a flash of their bodies, they sneaked in.

Just then, they bumped into another row of zombies, lining up to the depths of the palace. The old dragon's eyes flashed slightly, and he acted decisively, silently throwing the last team over, and turning them into ashes with a wave of his hand.

"Quick, disguise yourself and follow me!"

The old dragon said as he changed into the appearance of the monk.

Taoist Junjun frowned and said with some resistance: "You don't want me to turn into a zombie, do you? I feel a little unreliable."

"Nonsense, do you even need to ask? Don't resist, I'll help you perform my unique transformation technique, it won't be discovered easily, it's very stable."

The old dragon raised his hand and pointed at Taoist Junjun.

Immediately, Taoist Junjun turned into the appearance of the zombie.

The two hurriedly followed and stood silently at the end of the team.

The team was heading underground. As they moved forward, the eerie feeling became more and more intense. There was no light around, only this dark cave, and no one knew where it led to.

"Roar!"

After walking for a full hour, a roar suddenly came from the depths of the cave. Unlike the roar of a beast, this roar was extremely penetrating, and it was completely the roar of a fierce ghost. At the same time, a burst of terrifying cold wind blew from the depths of the cave, bringing endless coolness to people.

The eyes of Lao Long and Taoist Junjun narrowed slightly, and a strong sense of jealousy surged in their hearts towards the owner of the cry. This was a sense of crisis.

The two followed the team and walked for another half an hour, and finally came to the end of the cave.

At first glance, they saw the large figure inside the cave.

This figure was also a corpse, but it was alive. The iron chain tied to it was pulled and swayed by it, making a tinkling sound.

Its whole body was iron black, and its hair was like dead grass, scattered on its head in a mess. The body hair grew all over its body, and it looked like a huge ape. A terrifying aura surged out and filled the entire cave.

In addition to this corpse king, there were other people.

One of the old men looked at the team led by Taoist Junjun and urged, "Hurry up and feed them!"

Feed... feed?

The eyes of the corpse transformed by Taoist Junjun could not help but tremble slightly, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

Then, he saw that the first person in front of the team sent out the corpse he was controlling and it landed in front of the Corpse King.

The Corpse King opened his mouth and bit off half of the corpse in one bite, chewed it in his mouth, and swallowed it in two bites.

Then, the second person also controlled the corpse to go over, and then the third, the fourth...

fuck!

He panicked and could not help but look at Lao Long and exchanged glances.

"So these zombies were sent here for sacrifice. Damn! I knew it was unreliable to turn into zombies!"