Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

"Ru Xian, Anani, I need to retreat here for a few days. You try to help me protect the formation and don't let others get close!"

Jiang Li got into his sea beast tent, sat down on a leather rug, and released his true energy to cover the surroundings, forming a closed space to prevent all breath from leaking out.

He also released all the six true energy forms and drilled them into the surrounding ground, just in case.

In the Shimen space, his spiritual mind was instilled with many cosmic treasure information from the Origin Cauldron Shadow, which contained countless spiritual imprints, Taoist mysteries, and magical rules. If he could digest and master it, it would benefit his spiritual mind practice and Taoist accumulation. Quite a lot.

And some of the elixirs harvested in the wilderness space can help his physical body to take further steps.

There are also fragments of broken ancient bronze swords, which can also be understood and understood, or it is unknown whether there are other gains.

The spirit stuck to his original intention, Jiang Li calmed down, his mind gradually became empty, and he entered a state of cultivation without any thoughts.

The nearly 60,000 thoughts that make up the Yin Shen are running smoothly, digesting and mastering the infusion of the treasure phantom information bit by bit.

This process is extremely difficult. Every bit of information and imprint received by the divine mind is a true projection of thousands of treasures in the universe, and the mysterious true meaning contained in it is supreme.

To a certain extent, it is much higher than the level of cultivation in the Kyushu world.

Every time you comprehend and master any point, you need to consume unimaginable mental power.

For any medieval master, it would take dozens or hundreds of years.

But Jiang Li mastered the Nine Breaths of Conviction, and his mental power instantly recovered, so he could spend it freely without any scruples.

He sat cross-legged in the tent, unaware of the passage of time, the accumulation of Taoist attainments and spiritual realm, but they soared with the sun.

Every moment, there are unimaginable changes.

On the fifth day after landing on the main mass burial island, Jiang Li woke up from his state of mindless cultivation and felt as if he had been sleeping for hundreds of years.

Within the Yin Shen, 60,000 divine thoughts are shining brightly, full and full, and the power of the thoughts is endless. If each one is released, it will be the size of a pair of fists, far more than ten times that of ghosts and immortals in the same realm.

The Yin Shen realm, which has just passed through the sixth thunder tribulation, has been directly promoted to its peak state, and it is almost impossible to advance.

Unless one goes through the seventh level of thunder tribulation, the realm of Taoism can only stop here.

Judging from Jiang Li's current mental state, except for the two mysterious figures of ghost and mountain god, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is unparalleled in Jiuzhou.

After slowly calming down the surging mental power, Jiang Li did not continue to practice martial arts, removed the true energy seal, and walked out of the tent.

After five days of rest, the masters from the Western Regions who arrived at the main island of Mass Burial have basically recovered mentally and physically, but they have not yet waited for the summons from the Mass Burial Sea Lord.

Fortunately, the sharks are not too wary, and the rules are just a formality. Everyone can leave the camp and wander around the island at will, which is not boring.

Ru Xian's mood seemed to have fluctuated greatly since he entered the mass burial area. Shortly after Jiang Li practiced in seclusion, he suddenly left the inn camp and disappeared without a trace.

Anina did not see Ru Xian return for three consecutive days.

Although she had grown up with Ru Xian since she was a child, she also realized that there was something unusual about Ru Xian and was worried.

"Ruxian should be very familiar with this sea area. Since she left voluntarily, she should be fine!"

Jiang Li's sensory power increased greatly, and he could barely cover the entire island in a single thought, but he found no trace of Ru Xian.

Instead, from a forest of brown steles in the middle of the big island, a burly shark with the appearance of a general rode out on a strange-looking six-legged beast, heading towards the inn camp.

That seemed to be the palace where the Sea Lord was buried in mass. The billowing luck was like a pillar, soaring into the sky, already showing the outline of the royal canopy.

And as a certain aura slowly revives in the Forest of Steles, the luck above is also undergoing some changes, and there is a steaming momentum.

However, it seems to be suppressed by some kind of force or energy, preventing the mass burial luck that was gathering momentum from flourishing freely.

To the west of the big island, a blue streamer carried a pretty girl onto the island. It was Ru Xian who had disappeared for three days and three nights.

Compared with the last time Jiang Li saw her, her eyes were dazzling, her spiritual thoughts were vigorous, and she didn't know where she had survived the triple thunder tribulation.

"No, she didn't really survive the three thunder tribulations, but the Yin Shen merged with many three and four thunder tribulations, which improved her Taoist realm a lot. Although she was only in the realm of ghosts and immortals during the second tribulation, But the power of divine thoughts is stronger than that of the Three Tribulations Ghost Immortal!"

But Ruxian's figure was getting closer and closer, and Jiang Li also made new discoveries, becoming more certain that Ruxian must have a close connection with the Sea of ​​Mass Burials.

"Dear guests, my sage has come out of seclusion. Hearing that the distinguished guests came to seek refuge, he was very happy and ordered me to come and lead them!"

Not long after, the shark generals came galloping with their beasts, and Ru Xian also returned to the camp at this time.

Everyone fled here from the north of Shangzhou in order to seek stability and avoid the influence of the ancient clans' conflicts. Naturally, they responded positively and followed the sharks towards the center of the island.

In the mass burial area, the sea water is as black as ink, and the vegetation and trees on the island also show a gloomy ink color, which is depressing and deep, and everywhere reveals a lonely and mysterious atmosphere.

There are thousands of brown stone tablets, each one hundred meters high, like gables, isolating the space inside from the outside world.

As Jiang Li walked in the forest of stele, he had a vague feeling of familiarity, which was somewhat similar to the inheritance stele in the secret realm of the Kui royal court.

But the surfaces of these stone tablets are all empty.

Apart from the traces of erosion by wind and tide, there is nothing special about it.

The space behind the Forest of Steles is not that big, not even as wide as the Anmang Protectorate.

After layers of rough stone steps, only an ancient hall full of time stands.

If it weren't for the burly shark warriors standing on both sides of the stone steps, who were almost as good as the Kui people, it would be hard to imagine that the Mass Buried Sea Lord, who was in charge of the fate of a region, would live in such a simple "palace".

Under the ferocious gazes of the shark warriors, everyone walked into the hall and saw five coral thrones of the same size standing side by side in the depths of the hall.

On every throne sat an imposing figure.

Among them, on the throne in the center is a powerful mermaid that looks like a human but has a fish head.

Judging from the unabashedly majestic blood energy on his body, this person's physical realm has reached the level of a high-level immortal.

A pair of fish eyes, seemingly lifeless, but there is a light of wisdom dormant deep inside.

This person is none other than the mass-buried sea master, the Shark Emperor!
As for the four royal chairs on both sides of Emperor Shark's skull, there were four figures sitting there who were either tall and handsome, or burly and majestic in appearance.

All have wings on their backs, as white as snow, and full of sacred and innocent aura.

His eyes were kind and soft, and he slowly looked at the people below. Wherever he passed, it was like the caress of warm sunlight, giving people a sense of peace and gentleness.

"It is indeed a race of gods created by ghosts!"

Jiang Li looked calm, but his heart skipped a beat. He secretly activated his Yin and Yang blood vessels, and his perception silently enveloped the four-headed gods.

Although Jiang Li had seen these gods as early as in the center of the earth, at that time his attention was focused on the ghosts.

In addition, these gods have not yet been activated, and they are all surrounded by the power of ghosts, making it impossible to ascertain their true characteristics and strength.

The induction enveloped the protoss, and the first thing Jiang Li sensed was the physical bodies of the four protoss, which were stronger and stronger than the Shark Emperor's bones. No matter the body structure, muscles, meridians, blood vessels, nerves... they all present an almost perfect shape.

Moreover, their mental power is extremely strong. In their heads, there is a structure that humans do not have, which is more like a magic circle.

The soul resides in it, and the mental and mental power can be greatly increased.

But at the same time, it was also imprisoned forever. The soul and the strange structure were completely integrated and connected, and there was no possibility of separation.

Apart from this, the Protoss has almost no flaws.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a natural killing weapon.

"The bodies of these gods are obviously more suitable for practicing the strange and transcendent power exerted by ghosts, but for some reason they have not been taught by ghosts!"

Jiang Li had some doubts in his heart. It was clear that these gods could possess more terrifying combat power and could sweep across the Nine Provinces without any rivals.

Even Jiang Li thought to himself that with his current strength and means, he might not be able to defeat a protoss who had cultivated the power of ghosts.

This is a bit strange.

Since the ghosts created them, they must have the means to control them. Logically speaking, they should not be wary or scrupulous about them...

"I am the emperor of the Shark clan, and I buried the emperor in a massacre!"

Deep in the hall, Emperor Shark's voice sounded solemn and majestic, "Now the ancient clan is wreaking havoc on the human world, but my sea of ​​mass burials is peaceful and peaceful, a blessed land in troubled times.

"I deeply feel the plight of the people of Kyushu, and I want to do my best to welcome the heroes from all over the world to gather for mass burials and rejoice. If I have the ability and confidence in the future, I may not be able to counterattack Kyushu, annihilate the ancient tribes, and restore a peaceful and prosperous age to all living beings today! "

"..."

Ru Xian and Anina lowered their heads respectfully, but couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths slightly. Although Emperor Shark's words were heartfelt and emotional, it could be seen that they were deliberately recited.

The rest of the people also had the same feeling.

But no matter what, Emperor Shark's willingness to take them in was a sign of great kindness, and these minor flaws could be ignored.

As for the protoss on both sides of Emperor Shark, although everyone was also curious, they also knew that now was not the time to study.

They all thanked each other: "Thank you Emperor Shark for taking us in. If you are asked to do anything, don't dare to disobey me!"

"Since you are here as a guest, you are tired from traveling and need to rest for a while, so you are not in a hurry now. If you need anything in the future, I will not be polite!"

Emperor Shark nodded, waved his hand and said: "Of the three islands of mass burial, only one island is the habitat of the mass burial race. You can go there to settle down.

"I know that many of you believe in the doctrine, and the Sea of ​​Mass Burials does not prohibit it. You can preach and take root there, and even expand your power, as long as you obey my orders and do not do anything that endangers the Sharks. There are internal disputes among the human race. Never interfere!”

"We will bear in mind Emperor Shark's words!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Before they fled Shangzhou, they were all leaders and gods with high positions of power. If they had not escaped the oppression and harvest of the ancient tribe, they would never have given up on the basic tribe easily.

I originally thought that when I arrived at the Mass Burial Sea, I would just end up living under the same shark and listening to the shark's orders. Who would have thought that there would be such an opportunity.

Emperor Shark said that it did not involve the internal disputes of the Mass Burial Human Race. Presumably it was because the Mass Burial Human Race resisted or even resisted the rule of the Shark Clan.

With all kinds of guesses and calculations, a group of people exited the Shark Clan's hall and headed directly to the west of the island.

When they arrived at the beach, dozens of shark warriors were already controlling a huge sea beast, waiting for everyone.

Most of the sea beast's body is under the sea water, and its outline cannot be seen clearly, but the part exposed to the sea is more than a hundred square meters, enough to accommodate hundreds of people standing.

Jiang Li stepped on the sea beast's back and felt that the sea beast's skin was tough and soft, but its blood was astonishingly powerful, and it was not weaker than the high-level martial saints of the human race.

But under the control of several Shark tribe warriors, they bowed their heads and obeyed orders, paddling their huge limbs, and swam towards an island to the west.

The speed is very fast, but extremely smooth. You can hardly feel any shaking and bumps, only the sea water on both sides is rolling back.

"Finally home!"

Ru Xian bit her lip lightly and looked at the island getting closer and closer on the opposite side. Her mind was fluctuating and there were complicated emotions in her eyes that were difficult to suppress.

The sea beasts landed on the shore and everyone landed on the island.

The mermaid warriors who escorted them did not go to the island with them, but returned straight back.

Just as the Shark Emperor Minggu said, the Shark clan would never interfere in the internal affairs of the human race.

"These Sharks seem to be very afraid of the humans on this island!"

"I think the reason why Emperor Shark extended his olive branch to us was because he wanted to take over our hands and conquer the human race on the island!"

Seeing the sharks go away, the masters from the Western Regions truly relaxed.

They were all once the masters of one party, so they were naturally aware of the subtle relationship between the mass-buried humans and the sharks.

Some people can't help but be eager to try it.

"It's better to be careful. The strength of the Sharks is definitely not weak, especially the Shark Emperor. At least he is a genuine human immortal, far stronger than us!"

"That's right, and those people around him, they seem to be the gods under the command of the Mangzhou ghost envoy, they are also the most powerful!"

"But even they are unwilling to take action directly. It is not easy to bury the human race in mass. Since we are here together, we should unite as one and deal with it cautiously!"

There are also people who are calm and collected, analyzing the pros and cons of countermeasures.

"There are sounds over there, it seems like there's a fight going on, and there are a lot of people!"

While everyone was meditating, a god flew up, looked around, and suddenly discovered something.

He raised his arm and pointed in one direction. Before he could fly up to thirty or fifty meters high, he trembled suddenly, as if he had been struck by lightning, and fell to the ground with a cry of pain.

"Yinggan, what's wrong with you?" A leader of a tribe from the Western Regions quickly stepped forward to help him up.

"This place is very weird. I jumped up into the sky and seemed to touch something. Suddenly there was a strong electric current."

The spirit named Yinggan looked a little frightened and looked up at the sky in awe.

"I'll try!"

The leader of the One-Horned Tribe did not believe in evil. He roused all his energy and blood, and with a sudden movement, he turned into a shadow and shot straight into the sky.

However, just as he jumped to an altitude of forty or fifty meters, his body suddenly froze and he screamed when he landed. (End of chapter)