Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 648 Secret Realm (Congratulations to the lord of the cramped night!)
Fang Xi's [-]-year-old birthday banquet was a smooth one.

It's not that the monks in the human world don't want to make trouble for 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 meaningless if it's not the Ten Thousand Immortals from the Earth Immortal Realm who came to congratulate.

So it's just a small banquet and a few drinks with a few girls, that's all.

After the birthday banquet, Shui Lingxin bid farewell and 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 with her fingers.

Snapped!
This sound transmission talisman 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 the secret place of the Wu Clan!
The secret realm of the witch clan.

At this time, before the time of the Heavenly Demon Tribulation once in a hundred years, Fang Xi's spiritual consciousness spread far and wide, and he could see many Wu clansmen who were hunting, playing, and practicing.

"Danya..."

Thinking of the old friend 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, Shouyuan is still very reluctant, 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 advance to Nascent Soul here.

Even the entire secret realm is shrouded in a huge ban, once a monk above Nascent Soul appears, they will immediately warn.

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.

"That's all... let's say hello first."

Fang Xi let go of the Breath Containment Technique on his body. This technique was obtained from the Xuangui Clan. Now, even the Void Returning monks may not be able to see through it in person. Before he was here carelessly, the secret realm did not respond at all. That's why.

But at this time, a wave of fluctuation far surpassing the mana of the Nascent Soul spread out, changing the world's situation!
"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 an immortal cultivator in the foundation building 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... the coming of the gods?"

A little witch murmured, and the spiritual pressure from the void made him kneel down unconsciously.

Countless witches followed suit.

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.

……

Primitive Demon Gate.

Supervisory Hall.

A blue-robed monk hurried into a bronze hall and came to a quiet room.

The indoor area is very large, and there is no other furniture, only a sand table in the middle.

Above the sand table, there are mountains, rivers and rivers, and above the sand table, there are multicolored grid-like objects, 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.

Seeing this, the blue-clothed monk smiled: "Junior Brother Zhuo, it's a bit late to sacrifice the 'Six Desires for 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 counted. Taiping, hundreds of years ago, also caused some serious incidents... It is said that the Supreme Elder of this line was also involved..."

"what?"

Junior brother Zhuo asked with interest while going through the handover procedures: "Would you like to hear the details?!"

He is a Nascent Soul that has only been condensed in the last 200 years. He doesn't know such a long time ago, and he has just been transferred to the Supervision Hall, so many secrets are not clear.

"I also heard from an elder who had already passed away..."

Brother Xia in the blue robe said with a smile: "About seven or eight hundred years ago, when the secret realm was opened, there was a big disturbance, and many disciples suffered heavy casualties...According to the disciple who escaped, it was a middle-stage alchemist. Cultivator, somehow sneaked into the secret realm, and shamelessly attacked their Foundation Establishment disciples, it is really a great tragedy..."

"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 the Holy Maiden who were in charge of this matter at that time were hailed as the most outstanding twins since the millennium..."

There was something in Senior Brother Xia's words.

"Could it be... hiss... the Supreme Elder?!" Senior Brother Zhuo widened his eyes.

"Exactly! At that time, the Supreme Elder was just a saint of our holy gate... guarding the teleportation array with the holy son, and was responsible for the matter of descending the world. As a result, the holy son went into the secret realm to investigate, and the soul card disappeared after a short while. Broken……"

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. After that, it must be the elder of the Holy Gate 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 was nothing.

Not only that, the Saintess lost her rival back then, and has been out of control since then, successfully condensed the Nascent Soul, and then was carefully trained by the previous Supreme Elder, 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……"

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 line of 'Wan Hun Banner' has never recovered from its fall!
Buzz!

Suddenly, a roar came from above the sand table!
Junior Brother Zhuo and Senior Brother Xia's expressions changed at the same time, and they hurried forward, only to see that a black hole was opened under the flickering light of the big colorful net.

"Not good, a Nascent Soul cultivator sneaked into the secret realm!"

Junior Brother Zhuo stared wide-eyed. Why did something go wrong the moment he came to a secret realm that hadn't had any problems for hundreds of years?

What's worse, because of the delay in the handover, it's still his responsibility!

"Quick, junior brother, you manipulate the formation, come to check 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 corners 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 flashed with brilliance, revealing the scenery of mountains, rivers and rivers within the secret realm.

With the continuous input of mana, he vaguely saw that huge human face above the sky!

This human face seemed to be composed purely of heaven and earth spiritual energy, 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 shady scene!
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 God Transformation?!"

Junior Brother Zhuo screamed, and lost all the demeanor of Yuanying Zhenjun.

"Hurry up and invite the Supreme Elder!"

Brother Xia also showed panic.

……

"God..."

"I'm waiting for Wu Minshi to be oppressed by the demon..."

"Please save me!"

One by one, the witches were lying on the ground, and a 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 in any case, we must ask for permission...'

Looking at this scene, the huge human face suddenly showed 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 on your own. It is to leave the secret realm. Or continue to live here..."

In fact, as far as Fang Xi was concerned, it might not be a good thing for these witches to leave 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 protect the seedlings from diseases, insects, birds and beasts.

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.

In this case, Fang Xi could only choose to let him die! !

(End of this chapter)