The world is an actor

Chapter 213 It's Interesting to Cultivate Immortals This Way!

"No, something is wrong with you!"

Because of the severe pain, Yin Zhijian's veins burst out all over his body, and the blood vessels on his face were clearly visible, but the horror in his eyes was due to the aura of the five elements' spiritual roots emanating from Fang Xiu's body.

"Humans are different from monsters and demons. The balance of the five elements in the body is slightly skewed. At most, only two spiritual roots will be born. It is absolutely impossible for the five elements to coexist!"

"The five elements coexist, and the human race cannot give birth to spiritual roots, unless you are a demon or a demon, but the spiritual energy of this world has been cut off for tens of thousands of years, and the demon race and ghosts will never exist. Who are you? What a secret!"

Yin Zhijian yelled, his heart was torn apart.

As an immortal in his previous life, he knew almost all the secrets and truths between heaven and earth, but he had no clue about the secrets of Fang Xiu.

This is absolutely not normal.

Unless Fang Xiu can reverse the destiny, but that is a method only available at the Taoist level.

But can enter reincarnation with memory, but only the Immortal Venerable of Hedao Realm and the great power of Mahayana Realm.

The realm is low, and the soul cannot resist the obliteration of the Dao.

The realm is high, the soul has long been immortal, and it is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, and the edge of the sea of ​​reincarnation cannot be relied on.

"Immortals don't inquire about mortal matters. If you still want to live, you can answer whatever I ask you!"

Fang Xiu drank coldly.

He is not a monster, it's just that there is an extra system on his body.

But this system only came after he was reborn.

What he wants to know now is the whole process of his rebirth before he had no system.

Only knowing this can he feel at ease.

From the moment he opened his eyes, he often felt inexplicable anxiety, but he couldn't find the source.

As a result, he was repeatedly seduced by others, but he was never able to let go of his guard and go into battle with ease...

It doesn't mean anything else, he just doesn't want to be a lifetime old wine!

What's more, only by knowing the secret of rebirth, can he know how far he is from the previous world, and whether he can go back and see.

Even though the sea has changed, it is the hometown of dreams after all.

He never forgot all the past life, but buried it deep in his heart until he had the supernatural power to cross the starry sky and travel to the past, present and future.

But now, the coordinates seem to be right in front of him, so why should he ask for directions in advance.

However, Yin Zhijian kept silent, just kept looking at Fang Xiu, his eyes swung back and forth, and his brain seemed to be running at a high speed.

"But even Dao Patriarch can't create something out of nothing. The aura of this world is cut off. Although I have only recently recovered the memory, but looking back at the previous signs, when Fang Xiu began to practice for the first time, the aura should not have recovered!"

Yin Zhijian muttered to himself, speaking an ancient language that only he could understand: "Spiritual qi is cut off, you practice in advance, and the five elements are against the sky. Could it be... you who recovered?"

He raised his head abruptly, looking at Fang Xiu's eyes full of horror and anxiety, and even the moment he said that the recovery was you, he could clearly sense that there was a slight change in Fang Xiu's eyes.

"The other shore, you are the other shore!"

Yin Zhijian stopped struggling, turned his head to Fang Xiu, the expression in his eyes gradually changed, first frightened, shocked, fearful, then numb and resigned, and finally fearless, unyielding and sneering.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs!"

"The other side is not benevolent, and uses everything as a pawn!"

"I understand, I understand. The severance of spiritual energy must be your handwriting. The big thing you did back then is here, right?"

"Since I was reborn, time must have passed tens of millions of years. You enter here now and activate the weak recovery of spiritual energy. You want to wipe out all of us reincarnated, and then disperse the spiritual energy, making this place a place of death again!"

"That's right, it must be right, the other side is one and has the same will. If you can come in, you must be the other side. If you are the other side, you must be the same as them!"

"It's ridiculous and sad. In order to maintain the status of the other side, you have crossed the sea of ​​​​suffering long ago. Now even if we are extinct, we are unwilling to add a little more aura and take a little more risk. It is really in line with your usual style..."

"Crossing the sea of ​​bitterness, the other side is one?"

The more Fang Xiu listened, the more confused he became.

He just wanted to know why he was reborn with his memory, but was directly dumbfounded by Yin Zhijian.

However, Yin Zhijian was able to deduce that the recovery of spiritual energy was caused by him, which is really not easy.

"Stop acting, fooling all living beings has always been something you like to do!"

Yin Zhijian sneered again and again: "Walking the sea of ​​suffering, although you have concealed it very well, it is a pity that I am one of the few people who know about it. My master became the ancestor of Taoism, but I was trapped by you in the sea of ​​suffering for thousands of years. I will never break free , if it wasn't for that innate treasure to send a message for him, we would still be kept in the dark!"

"Fang Xiu, although I can't stop you, don't even try to have fun with me!"

Yin Zhijian laughed bitterly, his eyes were closed tightly, and a loud noise erupted from his body. The meridians, internal organs, and bones were all shattered by himself and turned into bloody mud.

"What is the other side?"

Fang Xiu frowned as he looked at the dying Yin Zhijian.

Originally, I just wanted to know how much one plus one equals, but now not only do I not know the answer, but I also have a lot of questions about multiplication and division.

According to what Yin Zhijian said, there is a group of strongest small groups in this world, which cut off the spiritual energy of the world.

Not only is it forbidden for all reincarnated people to recover their consciousness, but they also used many despicable methods to prevent people with the same state as them from appearing in the world.

But the system in his body seems to be born against this group of people?

Whether it is the merit value or the cultivation index, they are all encouraging Fang Xiu to spread the word.

Turning on the aura speed, although it will deplete his lifespan, but in the long run, it will benefit him and not harm him at all.

That's kind of exciting!
To overthrow the tyranny and kill all chess players?
I like.

It's interesting to cultivate immortals like this!

After all, only those who overthrow the old order can create their own order.

Otherwise, practice step by step and follow the rules.

Always live in the shadow of others.

Hope the system is strong enough.

It's just that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and right now it's important to advance to the Golden Core Realm as soon as possible.

Fang Xiu turned around and looked at the Five Elements Sword Peak. As long as he inhaled all the essence of the Five Elements into Qihai Dantian, he could sprint towards the Golden Core Realm.

As for what Yin Zhijian said, stripping off the spirit veins of the Five Elements Sword Peak and turning it into a substitute for the five elements' spiritual roots?
Fang Xiu looked inside his body, and at the spine of the dragon, five god-level spiritual roots were intertwined and entangled, endlessly growing.

After receiving the reward of the system's golden spirit root, he pondered for a long time, and finally decided to translate the other spiritual formulas on the Four Elements Sword Peak into the first three layers, and preach them to the practitioners in the array.

And as he expected, the system rewarded him with the other three spiritual roots accordingly.

God-level wood spirit root: ten thousand lives!

God-level water spirit root: sunflower water!

God-level fire spirit root: Lihuo!

In addition to the thick soil of the earth spirit root, and the gold spirit root and gold, Fang Xiu has all the five elements in his body.

In Qihai Dantian, the essence of the five elements is no longer separated, but connected with each other, and they grow and nourish each other.

But there is still a long way to go from the prototype of the inner small world.

"The five-element sword peak's spiritual pulse can be met but not sought. It's best to take it away. Even if you don't use it yourself, you can keep it and give it away!"

Fang Xiu pondered in his heart, he walked over Yin Zhijian's corpse and walked towards Huangfa.

He vaguely remembered that when the yellow hair rushed into the formation, he seemed to be wearing a black disc.

The yellow-haired man fell into a pool of blood not far away. Although his death was tragic, there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fang Xiu released a touch of spiritual power, and a palm-sized black object flew into his hand, which was a black pottery cover.

Fang Xiu submerged his spiritual power into it, and Tao Gai flew up with a whoosh, spinning in mid-air, becoming big and round.

Fang Xiu summoned the Black Hidden Sword, and slashed on it, making a tinkling sound.

After absorbing the soul essence of countless alienated people, the Heiyin Sword is no longer the same as before. Fang Xiu used the magic furnace to refine the Bijian, and simply competed with Heiyin.

If he slashes with all his strength, Bijian is by no means an opponent of Heiyin after evolution.

But the black hidden sword hacked hundreds of times on the black pottery cover, but failed to leave a single scratch on the pottery cover.

Fang Xiu recalled Tao Gai. Apart from resisting and running, this thing has no other purpose?
"What happened?"

"This yellow hair looks strange, like a newcomer!"

Just as Fang Xiu put the black pottery cover in his arms, Huaguang rose not far away, and dozens of figures rushed towards it.

Two of the first three were familiar to Fang Xiu.

One is Yan Liangshu, a disciple of Shengxu Academy and a genius in cultivation.

The other is an elder of Xuantian Haozong, Master Rouyu.

A few days ago, the array mask was raised, and the three elders of Xuantian Haozong, Mu Mi, Qingsong, and Rou Yu led the crowd away from the lake and bumped into the array mask.

Elder Mu Mi was old and died on the spot.

Daoist Qingsong was young and strong, and he was valued and resisted by the Mermaids of the Bone Hall. In the end, he was swallowed alive in the fight with the giant ship's mummy.

Only Daoist Rou Yu, perhaps because of his relatively light body, was not knocked unconscious on the spot, rose up with his sword at the last moment, and escaped the merman's capture.

As for the last person, he was a middle-aged bald and fat man with a bitter face. He had nine incense scars on his head, and he was wearing a coarse cloth patched cassock. He seemed to be an ascetic Buddhist monk.

Fang Xiu had stayed in the Bitter Cold Temple for some time, and he always had a preconceived impression of the monks who practiced asceticism.

But for some reason, when he saw this bald little fat man, he always felt that this guy was not pleasing to the eye.

(End of this chapter)