Chapter 648 Secret Realm (Congratulations to the leader of the cramped night!)
Fang Xi's thousand-year-old birthday banquet passed without incident.
It's not that the monks in the human world don't want to make a fuss about him, but that now as he grows older, his heart has gradually calmed down, and he doesn't want to deal with these vain things.
It's not the Ten Thousand Immortals from the Earth Immortal Realm who came to congratulate, so it's not interesting.
So it was just a small banquet and a few drinks with a few girls, that's all.
After the birthday banquet, Shui Lingxin left immediately, and the remaining Lingshu and Liuxu were also moved by Fang Xi's words of ascension, and began to retreat and practice hard.
This day.
Fang Xi picked up a sound transmission talisman, told Zhong Hongyu that she would be in seclusion for a period of time, and flicked it.
Snapped!
This sound transmission symbol immediately turned into a flame and disappeared...
"With the incarnation of heretics and the city of organs... nothing big should happen."
He muttered to himself, and his figure disappeared instantly.
Impressively used the 'Treasure of the Heavens' to go to that secret place of the witch clan!
Witch clan secret realm.
At this time, it is not yet the time of the Heavenly Demon Tribulation once in a hundred years. Fang Xi's spiritual consciousness spreads far and wide, and he can see many Wu clansmen who are hunting, playing, and practicing.
"Danya..."
Thinking of the old man here before, Fang Xi couldn't help showing a trace of nostalgia on his face.
"After so many years, I'm afraid this girl has already passed away? Unless she is promoted to the Nascent Soul stage...but even if she is already a Nascent Soul cultivator, her longevity is still very limited, right?"
What's more, as a secret place where alchemy resources and blood essence are harvested by the primitive magic sect once in a hundred years, it is impossible to promote Nascent Soul here.
Even the entire secret realm is shrouded in a huge prohibition. Once a monk above Nascent Soul appears, the police will be alerted immediately.
And with Fang Xi's cultivation base and formation skills, this extremely strict restriction, in his opinion, is almost like a fishing net full of loopholes...
So until now, those elders of the original demon sect are still blind and deaf, and no one has discovered that a high-ranking monk has broken into the secret realm.
"Forget it... let's say hello first."
Fang Xi let go of the Breath Containment Technique on his body. This technique was obtained from the Mysterious Turtle Clan. Now even Void Returning cultivators may not be able to see through it in person. He was careless here before, but the secret realm didn't respond at all. That's why.
At this time, a wave far surpassing the mana of the Nascent Soul spread out, changing the world!
"this…"
In a tribe, a certain great witch was stunned watching the scene where the spiritual power of heaven and earth gathered like a funnel.
Although he is equivalent to a cultivator in the foundation period, this method is still too mythical...
After all, the witch clan is very hard-pressed. Even if they practice extremely fast, they can only practice to the level of a witch king comparable to a monk who formed an alchemy. kill.
"Is this... God descending?"
A little witch murmured, and the spiritual pressure from the void made him kneel unconsciously.
Countless witches knelt down.
The entire secret realm seemed to be trembling under the power of the cultivator who transformed the spirit!
Boom!
Black, white, red, yellow, blue... colorful spiritual power gathered in the sky, forming a face.
At this moment, almost all the witches in the secret realm looked up in a daze, staring at the majestic, god-like giant face.
…
Original magic door.
Supervisory Hall.
A blue-robed monk hurried into a bronze hall and came to a quiet room somewhere.
The indoor area is very large, there is no other furniture, only a sand table in the middle.
There are mountains and rivers displayed on the sand table, and above the sand table, there are multicolored grid-like things that are shining brightly.
A precious mirror is suspended in the air, illuminating all parts of the sand table.
In front of this sand table, there is a futon, on which sits cross-legged a monk in red robe Nascent Soul.
The blue-clothed monk smiled when he saw this: "Junior Brother Zhuo, it's a bit late to practice the 'Liu Desires Mixing Heavenly Demon' for my brother. I'm late this time, please forgive me..."
"Senior Brother Xia is too polite, but a few hours, what is it to us?"
Junior Brother Zhuo, who was dressed in a red robe, said with a smile, "What's more... nothing has happened to this secret realm for hundreds of years."
It's just a secret realm that produces alchemy resources, which is really nothing to the two Nascent Soul cultivators.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Zhuo, for your understanding. I just got a gourd of 'Strong Blood True Assassin' for my brother, and I will give it to my junior brother later..." Senior Brother Xia in the blue robe smiled slightly, and said immediately: "But the secret realm of alchemy here is not too peaceful. , Hundreds of years ago, some serious incidents happened... It is said that the Supreme Elder of this line was also involved..."
"What?"
Brother Zhuo was going through the handover procedures, and asked with interest: "Would you like to hear more about it?!"
He is a Nascent Soul that has only been condensed in the last two hundred years. He doesn't know such a long-term thing at all, and he has just been transferred to the Supervisory Hall, so many secrets are not clear.
"I also heard it from an elder who had already passed away..."
"There is such a shameless person, and the sect didn't investigate?" Senior Brother Zhuo asked with interest.
"Of course there is, and even the Holy Son and Holy Maiden who were in charge of this matter at that time were hailed as the most outstanding twins since the millennium..."
Brother Xia's words seemed to indicate something.
"Could it be... hiss... the Supreme Elder?!" Senior Brother Zhuo widened his eyes.
"Exactly! Back then, the Supreme Elder was just a saint of our holy gate... guarding the teleportation array with the holy son, and was responsible for the descending of the world. As a result, the holy son entered the secret realm to investigate, and the soul card was shattered in a short time It's..."
Brother Xia sighed: "This holy son has cultivated to the state of perfect alchemy at about two hundred years old. His aptitude and Taoism talent are far superior to mine. It must be the elder of the Shengmen Nascent Soul, who can even compete for the chance to transform into a god!"
"This caused an uproar in the Holy Gate back then. I don't know how many elders went to the secret realm to investigate and killed an unknown number of witches, but they didn't find out the results. I can only guess that it was Guanglei Temple or The Taiqing Sect's goal is not the secret realm, but the Holy Son or the Holy Maiden! But the two sects refused to accept it, and gradually became a headless case..."
He felt a little regretful, a dead genius is nothing.
Not only that, the saint lost her rival back then, and since then she has been out of control, successfully condensed the Nascent Soul, and then was carefully trained by the previous elders, successfully transformed into a god, and took charge of the original magic door!
If the Holy Son is still alive, perhaps the current Supreme Elder is this person!
"One drink and one peck, is it destiny?"
Junior Brother Zhuo in the red robe sighed with emotion, anyway, he had no friendship with a monk who had been dead for hundreds of years: "This is also the great luck of the Supreme Elder, and the fate is destined..."
"exactly…"
Senior Brother Xia in the blue robe laughed, feeling a little lucky in his heart.
The original demon sect is extremely vast, and there are many branches in it. If the saintess hadn't gone up in the past, they would not have the glory they have today!
But the 'Wanhun Banner' lineage has never recovered from its fall!
Buzz!
Suddenly, there was a roar on the sand table!
Junior Zhuo and Senior Brother Xia's expression changed at the same time, and they hurried forward to see that a black hole was opened under the flickering light of the colorful net.
"Not good, a Nascent Soul cultivator sneaked into the secret realm!"
Junior Brother Zhuo stared wide-eyed. There have been no problems in the secret realm for hundreds of years. Why did he have problems as soon as he came?
What's worse, because of the delay in handover, it's still his responsibility!
"Hurry up, junior brother, you manipulate the formation, come to see who it is for brother?"
Senior Brother Xia was also very frightened and furious, his face suddenly turned ashen, and fangs appeared faintly from the corner of his mouth.
Then, with a pinch of his hands, one after another talisman was smashed into the mirror above the sand table.
The surface of the mirror flashes with brilliance, and the scenery of mountains and rivers in the secret realm emerges.
Along with the continuous input of mana, he vaguely saw that huge human face above the sky!
This human face seems to be composed purely of heaven and earth spiritual power, carrying a terrifying spiritual pressure.
With a sweep of eyes that seemed to have no emotion at all, cracks appeared on the mirror, completely turning into a black curtain!
Click!
The mirror shattered and fell on the sand table.
As if a chain reaction had started, the multicolored restrictions fell apart in an instant.
"It turned out to be... Venerable Huashen?!"
Junior Brother Zhuo screamed, and lost all the demeanor of Yuanying Zhenjun.
"Hurry up and invite the Supreme Elder!"
Senior Brother Xia also showed panic.
…
"God..."
"We are waiting for Wu Minshi to be oppressed by demons..."
"Please save me!"
One by one witch people were lying on the ground, and one witch king shouted loudly, with indescribable sadness in his tone.
‘If this existence is the leader of the Heavenly Demon, how should we, the witch people, fight against it? '
'But no matter what, you must ask for permission...'
Looking at this scene, the huge human face suddenly revealed a smile, and said in pure witch people's language: "The suffering of the witch people lies in the secret realm... Now I will open the secret realm, and you can decide for yourself, whether to leave the secret realm, or continue to live here..."
Actually, as far as Fang Xi is concerned, it may not be a good thing for these witches to come out of the secret realm.
Maybe you have to face a bigger challenge!
The original magic gate raised the witches here, just like hard-working farmers. Although they harvested regularly, they would also prevent diseases, insects, birds and beasts for the seedlings.
But after going to the outside world, there is no such preferential treatment.
Perhaps many immortal cultivators hunted and killed witches as rare spirit beasts!
However, this is also a personal choice. If you want to block it, you may be blamed instead.
Some people don’t look back even if they don’t hit the south wall, and even more stubborn people don’t look back even if they hit the south wall.
For this kind of situation, Fang Xi can only choose to let him die!
(end of this chapter)