The archipelago that has lost its original power is gradually being submerged in darkness.

Deep in the darkness of the night, it seemed as if a terrifying beast was crawling on the ground with its mouth wide open, wanting to devour everything. The more I opened my eyes, the more terrifying it felt.

On the world tree above the boundary handle, Shen Lian appeared. He had just returned from the direction of Xiuming Great Thousand World.

Of course, he only ran forward in the world tree trunk for two hundred years and did not notice any strange aura during that time.

"I traveled very quickly through the World Tree and did not find any traces of Wan Ling heading towards Xiu Ming Realm, so I can rule out the possibility that he went to Xiu Ming Realm."

As for the direction of the fairy world, Shen Lian did not waste any more time chasing it. Four hundred years of round trip was long enough. Next, he would search carefully in Zeshan. If he really couldn't find it, it meant that he had no destiny with this thing.

Staring at the dim space, Shen Lian's eyes flickered.

It is possible that Wan Ling is hiding here, or there may be a space channel here that allows it to escape far away.

In this situation, it is not easy to find it out.

Shen Lian had no intention of telling Jiuyan and the others about this matter. He planned to keep the work to himself and do it quietly.

His figure flashed and he merged into the darkness.

Even if there is a spiritual ban hidden deep in the space, he has a 60% to 70% chance of finding it. Unless it is a backup plan arranged by a true immortal, then that guy is lucky.

…

Inside the space wormhole.

The leech-like figure curled up into a ball. Perhaps it had stayed there for too long, so it would occasionally stick out its soft head and look at the broken area of ​​space ahead.

Looking at the wormhole that seemed to have remained unchanged for eternity, the leech felt a little uncomfortable.

The wormhole was even more chaotic and disordered than when it crossed into Zeshan, so much so that it had mastered the rules and also felt the crisis surrounding it.

The power of a true immortal, even if he has fallen for who knows how many years, is still as vast as the sky in front of it, and it is hard to imagine that it can be matched.

Judging from the tip of the iceberg, the wormhole left by the real immortal is so terrifying. If it continues like this, is it really possible for it to accomplish this feat of an ant trying to shake a tree? Over the long years, the ambitions that were once great were also being worn away.

All spirits?

This is just the name given to it by unclear foreign monks.

It's just a leech.

An ordinary leech descendant stained with the blood of a true immortal.

From the time the leech clan encountered the True Immortal, to their reproduction and assimilation from generation to generation, until the leech king who could adapt to the blood of the True Immortal was finally born, no one knew how many generations had gone through in between.

I thought that by fusing with the blood of a true immortal and reaching the limit of life step by step, it would be able to accomplish the feat of leaping over the dragon gate.

But it still doesn't work.

The shackles of blood are like a natural moat, forming shackles on it.

The real immortal is right before my eyes, yet it feels like he is out of reach.

After such a long and busy life, is it really necessary for the whale to fall to the earth, give birth to offspring anew, relive the experiences of all generations of leeches, and cultivate a more powerful leech?

Of course, if it could fall, the newly born Leech King would step on it, gaining even more powerful talents and bloodline, and as it transforms generation after generation, it would definitely be able to completely devour the fallen Immortal.

"If a leech does not work for itself, it will be punished by heaven and earth."

After experiencing the mundane world, the Leech King soon strengthened his resolve once again.

It is unwilling to accept this.

It is better to become an immortal yourself than to support the next generation.

He carefully moved his body and took a cautious step forward, then stared in a daze at the collapsed area in front of him.

What was strange was that when the Leech King was wriggling, a hazy blood-red shadow also wriggled at a node thousands of miles away from the entrance of the space wormhole.

There was a strange aura between the blood-colored phantom and the Leech King. Even in this strange wormhole, their connection was not cut off. A talisman disk with yin and yang intersections was rotating beneath their bodies.

Moreover, the distance between the Leech King and the phantom was more than 100,000 miles inside the wormhole, and it just so happened that the wormhole had several bends during this distance.

In such a chaotic situation, even the strongest eyesight could only see the shadow at the Wanli node, and the location of the Leech King could not be seen at all, and even divine thoughts could not penetrate and sense it.

The movements between the two are the same, they crawl forward in unison.

…

At this moment, in the outermost area of ​​the wormhole, the spiritual ban flickered, connecting the void, overlapping with the dark void outside the world, and spanning the two worlds.

If the spiritual ban cannot be touched, even if the void is completely destroyed, the sunken hole hidden deep inside cannot be seen.

The surrounding spiritual barrier was covered with fine cracks, like a spider web that penetrated inside and outside. Even so, it still firmly stabilized the sunken hole.

"True Immortal Spirit Forbidden."

Inside the crack, the light and shadow absorbed by the spiritual barrier were hidden and assimilated into the surrounding aura, and through the crack one could see the scene deep inside the cave.

"Finally I found you. You've caused me to run around for more than four hundred years."

After seeing the blood shadow in the hole, Shen Lian immediately stopped his actions.

Begin to assess the danger level of the scene in front of you.

The spiritual ban at the level of True Immortal guards the hole deep in the space. Well, let's call the broken hole a space wormhole. All this is consistent with the previous judgment that all spirits do have a cross-border channel.

It's just that this passage is not very good. It is in chaos inside. Even across the void, one can feel the terrifying aura surging. Especially in the Guixu scene where the space is shattered to the extreme, it can directly swallow up even the divine thoughts, let alone people entering.

In addition, the restrictions guarding this wormhole are also very strong. He was able to discover and perceive it because of a little bit of carpet search, plus the sensing of the chaotic aura and the cracks in the spiritual restriction, which leaked some aura.

If other Dao Lord-level cultivators came here, even if there was a crack in the spiritual ban, it would be impossible for them to locate here unless they had special treasure-hunting items, let alone drill in along the crack in the spiritual ban.

You think the cracks are horizontal and vertical, and they split open with a snap, but in fact, the cracks are caused by the collision of spiritual barriers inside, which will evolve into many times more changes than normal. Unless you can break all the laws with one force, you can only break through them bit by bit.

The blood shadow in the wormhole obviously controlled the way in and out, but even so, the movement in the wormhole still made it move little by little like a reptile.

After looking at it quietly for a while, Shen Lian made a preliminary judgment.

Because the spiritual restriction that supports the structure of space was damaged, the inside of the space wormhole became chaotic and disordered. However, this wormhole was built very solidly, and even if there was a problem, there was still regular impact and reorganization inside.

As long as you understand the rules, you can get through it little by little.

The blood-colored phantom has penetrated thousands of miles into the wormhole, and it is obvious that it has mastered the rules of travel.

Although the distance of thousands of miles seems very close, it is different in the wormhole. The space inside the wormhole is folded. If it were in the outside world, it would have spanned countless galaxies.

The distorted and hazy space kept colliding, and silver space flowers kept blooming and flying out, colliding with the cylindrical cave wall, reflecting more spiritual forbidden runes.

"It's not my thing."

After seeing this scene, Shen Lian's heart sank.

The duck in your mouth is about to fly away.

He weighed it up and thought that if the space wormhole with a distance of thousands of miles was normal, he could still catch up with him. Well, the premise was that this guy didn't do something desperate and directly bombarded the wormhole spiritual ban to fight to the death.

But looking at the scene before him, the wormhole was already broken into pieces, and Ling Ban was like dancing on the edge of a knife. As long as he appeared, he would be discovered.

Shen Lian was very sad.

This is the first time in all these years that I had the idea of ​​doing business independently, and this happened.

Looking at the blood shadow in the wormhole from a distance, Shen Lian did not use any pupil technique. Once a Taoist master-level cultivator was illuminated by the pupil technique, he would definitely notice it.

But without the pupil technique, he could only see a blurry shadow, which looked like a blood shadow.

In desperation, Shen Lian adopted the dumbest method. He carefully released his spiritual thoughts and began to assimilate the aura inside and outside the wormhole. As long as his spiritual thoughts and aura were the same as those inside the wormhole, he would be able to conceal himself.

Although the process is a bit slow, it is safe and cautious.

For a guy who ran away without hesitation when he sensed danger, Shen Lian felt that it was impossible for this cultivator not to have a backup plan. It was possible that the bloody shadow he saw was just a cover to lure him to take action.

He was very familiar with this move.

Especially in this broken wormhole, once a space storm arose and it was shattered into pieces, not to mention him, even if he condensed a thousand auspicious clouds, he might not be able to protect his own life.

The space outside the universe is called Guixu. It is said that even True Immortals have to be careful when encountering it. Even if this is advice to the weakest True Immortal, it is still at the True Immortal level.

"You are such a coward, why are you making so much trouble? You have no sense of trust at all."

After a long time, Shen Lian slowly retracted his action.

He quit.

The fragmentation of space inside the wormhole was not random, but a regular turbulence under the influence of spiritual restrictions. It was not easy to find the law of this turbulence. He tried it repeatedly. Even though he had a strong understanding of formations and spiritual restrictions, his own strength was a bit insufficient.

The key is to work quietly, which slows down the speed again. It is totally not a job for humans.

"Okay, okay, wait for me to come back."

After trying repeatedly for more than ten times, Shen Lian carefully withdrew from the spiritual restriction that was guarding the wormhole.

After coming out.

"Fuck you, you coward! If you can become an immortal, I'll stand upside down for you to see!"

"Damn old Gou Cen!"

Shen Lian rushed into the World Tree cursing.

“Giving up is sometimes a kind of awakening.”

While rushing towards the fairyland, he began to comfort himself in his heart.

The grapes that are out of reach are sour, this is the first law of the universe.

But thinking that this was the first time he had taken the initiative to do a no-cost business since he had practiced Qigong and reached a level comparable to that of a Taoist master, the more he comforted himself, the more uncomfortable he felt.

I'm really wronged. The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

The first time it ended before it even started, it was still a waste of money.

…

"I will return to the Immortal Spirit Realm first to overcome the tribulation, and turn all the opportunities I have gained this time into my foundation before coming back!"

Finally, Shen Lian felt that he had to do this deal, and at worst he could just pay in installments.

Apart from anything else, this space wormhole is enough to take action.

Judging from the appearance of this blood shadow, it may not be possible to cross the wormhole in a short period of time. It may not be too late for him to go back to overcome the calamity, improve his strength and come back.

Even if it's late, there is still a wormhole.

He doesn't trust others, but he still has some faith in his fellow travelers.

If Wan Ling dares to go, it means that the safety at the other end of the space wormhole is at least guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Shen Lian's resentment turned into motivation, just like drinking a refreshing tea, and he hurried on his way faster, whooshing...

As expected, as long as cattle and horses have motivation, their efficiency is extremely high.

It would take more than a thousand years to come here, and when returning, with the foundation of the world trunk's high speed and increased strength, it took less than six hundred years to return to the fairyland.

Through the boundary handle channel connecting the world tree and the realm, Shen Lian returned to the fairyland.

Of course, this process inevitably triggered turmoil in the chaos of the fairy world.

The reason for returning to the fairy world is that the next time you need to rely on the fairy world's order, don't think that the fairy world's order is not powerful enough to cause the second corruption disaster, the trigger is still in the fairy world.

After the three disasters and five calamities, the next one he has to face is the calamity of overcoming difficulties. This calamity is a bit mysterious and will bring him bad luck.

The monks who are going through this disaster often stay indoors and are even unwilling to communicate with others, for fear that a certain word or action may become the trigger for bad luck.

Even many semi-immortal cultivators will attract the three disasters when they are overcoming the calamity.

After all, when one cultivates to the level of a semi-immortal, his hands are stained with the blood of his fellow Taoists. Who knows which of these fellow Taoists is full of resentment, wandering between heaven and earth waiting to meet you.

If I can't do anything to you when I'm alive, I'll at least disgust you even when I'm dead.

…

Now that Shen Lian has three hundred and twenty auspicious clouds on his body, if he wants to continue accumulating more auspicious clouds, he must put further tribulation-survival on the agenda.

It has only been about three thousand years since the last time we survived the plague of corruption. This time is just a nap for a semi-immortal cultivator.

It just so happens that the three disasters and five calamities are completely different from the previous realms. As long as you are brave enough, you can experience the three disasters and five calamities at the same time.

Although this situation is just a rumor, it has happened in the vast universe.

Obviously, this is definitely the posture of a superior true immortal, and his foundation can even allow him to go one step further.

Don’t ask Shen Lian what realm is above the Supreme True Immortal, he doesn’t even understand the True Immortal.

After returning to the realm, he went back to the Yunxiao Realm and released Yun Xin. As for the cultivators he brought back from the Zeshan Realm, he left them to Jiuyan and the others.

Just a few Dao Lord-level cultivators require people to be arranged to suppress them. This can be regarded as a job for many cultivators in the fairy world, so that they don't forget how powerful they are and act slacking off all day long.

By the way, when they came back, Jiuyan and his friends, together with the help of Wujie Banxian, worked together to kill most of Jinhua, the Taoist master of incense, who was suppressed from Zeshan Realm. The rest were directly placed in the Miro formation without being taken out.

Within the Yunxiao realm.

Yun Xin landed on an island. The grass and trees around him looked ordinary, but the moment he landed on the island, Shen Lian clearly felt the grass and trees dancing and their vitality became much more vigorous.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, that True Immortal Origin thing is also useful to me. Take me with you and give me a portion."

This time, Yun Xin transmitted the message directly.

"Can."

Shen Lian nodded nonchalantly. He had originally wanted to take Yun Xin with him to check the situation in the Coral Sea, but things developed beyond his expectations.

Considering his relationship with Yun Xin for so many years, he wouldn't feel bad about giving her some resources.

"Fellow Daoist, when you are promoted to a True Immortal, I will protect you."

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and looked at Yun Xin without saying anything.

Interesting, the Immortal Spirit Heavenly Dao also said this before, that he would protect him in his practice.

However, compared to the Immortal Spirit Heavenly Dao, he and Yunxiao are more familiar with and trust each other.

Shen Lian walked slowly to Yun Xin, gently stroked her hair, leaned in and whispered in her ear: "I don't doubt that you can protect me, but at least give me some confidence, at least I can't see your strength."

"Show me your skills and see how strong you are."

Yun Xin stretched out her fingers and pushed away Shen Lian's approaching head.

"I said that I was part of the fairy world, and I didn't lie to you."

Shen Lian rested his forehead against Yun Xin's white fingers and peered inside through the opening of her skirt at her neck.

What a pity, Baiyun Tuantuan’s bellyband protects her very well.

"Daoyou, have you seen enough?"

In an instant, Yun Xin's words turned into those of a rough man.

"Ahem, your gender and race have confused me." Shen Lian withdrew his gaze indifferently.

"After practicing to this level, is there any difference between male and female? If you can't beat them, just give it a try?"

Yun Xin smiled and said, "What do you think?"

"Shut up, what kind of lewd words are you talking about?" Shen Lian scolded speechlessly, then flew away from the island.

Seeing this, Yun Xin sat down again with a smile on his face.

She did not lie to Shen Lian.

Part of the fairy.

The magnificent immortals, from ancient times to the present, over the endless years, have given birth to more than one heavenly way.

The True Immortal is confused about the future and wants to transform into the Heavenly Dao and go against the flow. But who knows, some Heavenly Daos also want to transform into True Immortals.

…

After Shen Lian flew away, he did not leave the Yunxiao Realm, but found an island in the nearby ocean.

Yun Xin’s words enlightened him.

A part of immortality may not necessarily be the contemporary way of heaven.

In this case, it is really possible that Yunxiao could protect him during the True Immortal Tribulation.

The matter of becoming a true immortal will have to be postponed for a while, and the next major thing is to trigger the calamity of overcoming difficulties.

Overcoming difficulties, overcoming difficulties. This level of heavenly calamity is a great disaster for the magic cultivators, but for Shen Lian, he did not feel much.

He has accumulated virtue and done good deeds for 100,000 years...

Even the immortal spirits and heavens have said they will protect him, can they really kill him with knives? ...

It was a sunny day.

At the highest point of the fairy world, a desolate star in the depths of chaos suddenly shook, and then fell downwards.

The stars in the chaos were washed by the chaotic airflow and became as strong as the sixth or seventh level spiritual treasures. Thousands of raging flames ignited during their fall.

Amidst the roar of thousands of rays, the huge stars continued to shrink, breaking through the Immortal Traces layer and piercing through the three realms of the Cangtian and the three realms of Haotian.

This meteor was seen in many places across the vast sky and earth.

After some monks noticed it, they wanted to capture it, but they were swept into air waves before they could get close. Later, thousands of flames turned red.

The fiery red tail dragged by the star crossed dozens of galaxies and fell from the sky above the Huai River. Only a hundred feet in size remained and it smashed into the Yunxiao Realm.

In the Yunxiao Realm, Shen Lian looked up.

From the mysterious feeling that a star was trying to kill him, to the moment he saw a fiery red sphere falling towards him.

Then, he let the star fall on his head.

It's time to smash it!

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten to do something.

Since entering the fairy world, he has created hundreds of clones, among which there are at least two to three thousand people selected as embryos. Not to mention the very beginning clone embryos, all of them have promised others things.

But he didn't do it for them! The falling meteor brought with it an extremely strong flame, which directly melted the island where Shen Lian was in seclusion, and the sea water in all directions was also evaporated.

Shen Lian, who was unable to resist, lay in the center of the bubbling, burning crystalline magma, spewing black air from his mouth.

"It's unfair. I'm not sure. I'm going to do it after I advance to the True Immortal stage."

"I'm not dishonest. Let me explain..."

After muttering something, Shen Lian stood up from the magma, opened his mouth and sucked the flowing crystal magma into his mouth.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, don't do this next time. My temple can't stand this many disasters."

Before leaving, Yun Xin's words followed.

"That's long-winded."

Shen Lian replied and flew out of the Yunxiao Realm.

In addition to the clones of Huang Youdao and the other two who were taken away from the Yunxiao Realm, he later went to the black market to find a group of monsters. Starting from that group of monsters, he developed the habit of exchanging sincerity for sincerity.

Soon, Shen Lian appeared in the depths of the starry sea.

After tens of thousands of years, the black market has not been banned yet.

You should know that the black market is secretly controlled by the monks from the Corpse Evolution Realm. Unexpectedly, the monks from the Corpse Evolution Realm were wiped out and taken over by other monks.

After so many years, it is impossible to find the original murderer again, so he can only start from the root.

Help the descendants and relatives of these incarnations, destroy the black market of living creatures, fulfill various last wishes, and so on.

"It's easy to take someone but hard to pay him back."

After being busy for a while, Shen Lian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The debt was nothing to him now, but it had been too long, so long that he needed to get to the bottom of it, even to dig up people's ancestral graves to see the true nature of the debt.

If you can't find someone to avenge yourself, look for your descendants. If you really can't find anyone, choose a closer one and build an ancestral temple to worship them.

But after all, some things are still too late.

Taking action was more tiring than fighting with the Taoist master. It seemed like a very simple thing, but it affected his mood changes.

Somehow, Shen Lian sensed the blockage in his emotions.

He thought he could easily get through the calamity, but he encountered such a big problem. He didn't expect the agreement made that year to appear at this time. After calming his mind, he started to do it seriously.

After overcoming the difficulties, there is the calamity of breaking delusion, which will affect the soul, and then there is the calamity of finding the true self. If the agreement made that year is not fulfilled well, it will be difficult to find the true self.

To be honest, he really didn't want to break the agreement, and he and his clone were sincere to each other. He thought that becoming a true immortal would be a simple matter.

But he forgot to think from his perspective. A hundred thousand years was nothing to him, but to those cultivators who had once served as embryos of clones, those who had a relationship with them might have been reduced to ashes long ago.

How can this agreement be fulfilled then?

Even if you reach a true fairyland, is there really a chance to rescue people from the cycle of reincarnation?

Even if he was fished out, would the person he fished out still be the same cultivator from that year? After this experience, Shen Lian felt touched. Blindly shirking responsibility was also a violation of the agreement.

No wonder misfortune befell him; it served as a wake-up call for him.

The purpose of spiritual practice is to clear one's mind. He traveled throughout the fairy world, secretly fulfilling the instructions he had promised to his former incarnation.

…

Upper Juntian.

"My dear disciple, this place is still three million miles away from Wanxiang Mountain."

Amid the vast mountains, a treasure ship was floating in the sky. An octogenarian stood on the wide deck of the treasure ship, looking at a little boy beside him.

The child's head just touched the height of the deck, and he stood on tiptoe to look at the vast land in the distance.

"After you become a disciple, I will teach you the cultivation method passed down by our ancestors. Practice well and become a powerful person like my ancestors in the future."

"Ancestor He Dao!"

A light flashed in the little boy's bright eyes. Although he was still young, he was born in a small family of cultivators and had a vague understanding of the Hedao realm.

The octogenarian touched the thief's head and said, "Yes, there are two Hedao monks in Wanxiang Mountain, one of whom is a Hedao ancestor of the Great Rules. After the ancestor has accumulated some strength, he may be able to pick a heritage mark from the strings of the Rules.

When our sect becomes stronger, we can go to the Heavenly Monument every once in a while to participate in the Heaven and Earth Test."

"Master, is the Heavenly Monument in Haotian Realm?"

"Yes, it was the Haotian Realm back then. But now the sea of ​​stars has been shattered, the heaven and earth are unified, and Haotian Juntian has completely become a name, without any restrictions anymore."

"A hundred thousand years have passed and the world has changed dramatically. Unfortunately, I am old now. Wanxiang Mountain still depends on you."

The octogenarian's eyes were burning with regret. According to the sect's records, more than a hundred thousand years ago, among the nine realms of heaven and earth, there were only a handful of people in Juntian who had mastered the small rules.

His Wanxiang Mountain was also restricted by the environment of heaven and earth. Later, he finally gave birth to a small rule-based Dao, but he became one of the culprits who detonated the ban on the star sea.

During that period, the sect's inheritance was almost cut off. Fortunately, a few monks who were left behind returned, stabilized the mountain gate, and passed on the sect's inheritance.

But gaining a firm foothold does not mean inheritance and development. One can only barely achieve a power at the level of refining emptiness, and even the sect's ancestral land has been taken away by others.

All the changes started three hundred years ago.

Three hundred years ago, the sect once again gave birth to a Hedao cultivator. Although he was only a Hedao cultivator of small rules, he made Wanxiang Mountain once again famous as a Hedao holy land.

A hundred years ago, another elder also broke through the barriers and achieved a body that was in harmony with the great rules.

Today, times have changed. Ancestor Lin, who was once known as one of the culprits who broke the seal of the star sea, has also become a praised senior in the fairy world.

The master and disciple trekked for several days and finally returned to Wanxiang Mountain.

After the sect was reborn, this former ancestral land returned to the sect.

The vast mountains and rivers at the highest point of the Land of All Things are covered with fog and clouds, and the spiritual energy is like fog, with lightning and thunder rolling inside.

The octogenarian, a cultivator of the Void Refining Realm, took out a token and opened the thick sea of ​​fog. Then a vast world appeared in front of the little boy.

"Disciple, although I am only in the initial stage of the Void Refining Realm, I am still an elder after all. Now that the sect is about to be revitalized, you just happened to come across a good time."

"Master, who is that shadowy giant?"

"That's Master Lin!"

Deep in the sea of ​​fog, an extremely huge giant stood, with a dark yellow light flashing all over his body. For a child, it was normal to be surprised by the different sights.

"Oh, is that the master who used his body to blast open the forbidden area when the star sea was not completely broken?"

As he said this, the little boy fell to his knees and kowtowed several times, which made the octogenarian's eyes narrowed with laughter.

There were few people inside the huge sect.

The re-emergence of Wanxiang Mountain has only been around for three hundred years. Before that, it had already become a Lianxu Sect, entrenched in a corner of the Wanxiang Land. At least its inheritance had not been interrupted.

Now that we have come back, there is still a shortage of staff, so it is just an empty shell.

The little boy who worshipped under the octogenarian soon entered the Qi training stage, and then continued to show his talent. It only took him a thousand years to build the foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, and transform into the spirit, and he became one of the sect's true disciples.

Later, when the little boy was paying homage to Master Lin, he suddenly received the master's teachings.

This is a method of practice that leads directly to Mahayana Buddhism. It introduces in detail the various details of refining the fruits of the Tao and comprehending the rules. It can be said to be equivalent to a nanny-level tutorial.

…

"I will borrow one person from your sect and return a great opportunity to your sect."

The sky was white and the sky was dark. At the top of the fog, a figure came from outside and easily entered Wanxiang Mountain. After overlooking the view, his words returned to the world and the figure disappeared.

After entering the starry sea again, Shen Lian showed up with a hint of tiredness on his face.

It is so difficult to repay a debt of favor.

Wanxiang Mountain is just one of them. In fact, he has supported many sects and families over the years.

Of course, it is impossible for everyone to be given the opportunity to attain Mahayana, nor does it mean that if given the opportunity, one can really practice step by step to the Mahayana realm.

Every opportunity, whether it is the Dao or the Mahayana, has only three chances. If later generations fail to obtain it after three times, then the opportunity will disappear.

The reason why Wanxiang Mountain was given a great opportunity was mainly because Wanxiang Mountain suffered a severe blow after Lin Huayuan blew himself up in the Xinghai ban.

If he had not arranged for a clone to take away several disciples of Wanxiang Mountain, Wanxiang Mountain would not have had a single direct disciple after its destruction.

The current Wanxiang Mountain is also passed down by the several direct disciples who were taken in at the beginning.

Wanxiang Mountain, where Hedao was born and the ancestral land was taken back, was also successfully incorporated into the Butian Alliance and became a small suppression point for suppressing the evil demons from outside the world.

How far they can develop next depends on themselves.

Back then, I promised Lin Huayuan that I would revitalize Wanxiang Mountain, and today I have already given him two Hedao statues. With these two Hedao statues, I will have time to protect the cultivators who receive the Mahayana inheritance and grow up.

In the sea of ​​stars.

Shen Lian took out a jade book, which was filled with many questions he had promised to answer for his clone. He turned to a page signed by "Lin Huayuan" and stopped, then lightly tapped it with his finger.

The next moment, he pressed the jade book between his eyebrows.

Suddenly, a majestic aura that merged with the heaven and earth rose from his body, and the black divinity like a tide transformed the surrounding void into an independent domain, completely submerging Shen Lian's figure in it.

For a moment, his entire body merged into this area, and then the black light began to dim, and little by little it assimilated into the void of heaven and earth, until it completely merged into one with heaven and earth, as if it had never appeared.

(End of this chapter)