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Chapter 530: Immortal Art·Suppressing the Sky

Han Lin has been practicing Taoism for more than a hundred years and nearly two hundred years.

From the world of Yue Kingdom, to the Seven Feathers Sect, to becoming a loose cultivator of the Three Kingdoms, and then to the world of immortal cultivation in Beiyuan, he has experienced many people, many things, and many life and death crises.

But when it comes to trust, the boy in front of me whom I have known since I was young is the most trustworthy.

Even more than He Lao.

The origin of this old man is a mystery. He has a deep mind and lacks a physical body. He actually has many thoughts in his heart.

Naturally, he won't do anything. He won't let others down until they don't let him down.

There was only the boy in front of him.

Arrogant and indifferent, the other party doesn't even regard him as a friend, just an ordinary old friend.

But, it can be trusted.

This is the answer given by his keen soul.

Of course, as an immortal cultivator, no one is worthy of complete reliance. There are countless temptations in the world, so I can only say that I trust the most. The most important thing is self-improvement.

Han Lin thought to himself that there were only other heavenly materials and earthly treasures, but the people in front of him would never hide them secretly, even if they were skills above Nascent Soul.

On the safe cordon.

The other party will never kill people, seize treasures, and monopolize the secret skills.

"The fragments of the battlefield that shattered the sky of the world..."

Jiang Ding frowned.

If it is true,

It didn't take any Taozi-level life-and-death crisis instinct to know that this was a big danger. Once he provoked a person of this level, the other party would be able to trace the source and explore the whole world. The gap was too big.

However, the temptation is also great.

That’s all for the inheritance of transformation.

If it were a Void Refining inheritance, even if it was only superficial, it would be enough to have a huge impact on the Immortal Sect and himself.

In the Immortal Sect, knowledge is open to the public, and the limit of the Immortal Sect is his limit.

That is,

If nothing unexpected happens, thousands of years later, he will be at the peak of becoming a god, just like Xianmen Zhiyuan, he will be stuck in an almost eternal bottleneck, with no hope in sight, and he will be deducing day and night, just looking for a chance of advancement.

Therefore, there was silence for a moment and no answer.

It's quiet here.

One day, two days...

January, two months...

People pass by this grassland from time to time. Foundation-building monks and even golden elixir monks pass by here without even looking at anyone in this direction.

Han Lin did not dare to urge.

He knew that his proposal had almost shaken the other party's monastic plan. The future path, possible future enemies, etc. had all undergone huge changes, so it was difficult to make a choice.

Of course, he didn't understand any of this.

Danger is dangerous.

Over the years, he has been spending his time like this, pursuing his path, surviving close calls, and never regretting it.

If one day, I die on the road of seeking the path, there will be no regrets.

"Little friend."

The vicissitudes of life's voice pondered for a long time and said: "Have you ever heard of immortality?"

Jiang Ding's pupils shrank.

There were ripples in the surrounding space, and he keenly sensed that this was an extremely high-level isolation and shielding spell, which might even involve cause and effect.

"The demise of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect is related to this."

Vicissitudes of Life said in a slow voice: "There is something in the ruins of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect of the Yue Kingdom that I can lend to my friends for a look."

"Young man Han can also take a look."

he added.

The surrounding shielding spells became even larger, and the vicissitudes of voice sounded a little weak.

Han Lin's body was shaken.

"Seal, open!"

Vicissitudes of life shouted in a low voice.

The space in front of Han Lin's eyebrows was hazy for a while, and then, a gray-white chip appeared in front of the two of them.

It looks ordinary, off-white, about the size of a fist, with jagged edges, like a random piece of gravel picked up from the roadside. There is nothing surprising about it. However, the moment it appeared, a ray of chaotic light flashed through.

In an instant, everything froze.

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, space, time, and even cause and effect are all frozen.

Vaguely, Jiang Ding saw an old man with fluttering sleeves and a blurry face in the vast galaxy. He pressed down with his palm. Thousands of worlds and laws were solidified, and then shattered one by one like mirrors. , restored to the original chaotic appearance of the universe.

"Xianju·Suppress the Sky!"

Hong Zhongda Lu’s voice echoed in the stars.

A long time, then a few months.

The frozen two people woke up.

Calculating the time based on the surrounding sky, green grass, etc., his expression changed drastically.

In their sea of ​​​​consciousness, it was obviously just a moment, but the real time had passed for several months. Without realizing it, if the concealment spell was not still there, I am afraid that not a mortal holding a sharp blade could kill the two of them.

The golden elixir, mana, and soul are all imprisoned and ineffective!

Even the sense of time!

The two of them looked at each other and could see the genuine fear in each other's eyes.

No matter what Taoist heart or character, they are all useless in the face of such a chasm-like gap. This is the instinct of living creatures facing high-ranking creatures.

"This is the reason why the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect perished."

Vicissitudes said in a weak voice: "This is just a fragment less than one ten thousandth of the size. There is nothing magical about it. Back then, our sect once owned a piece much larger than this, and then it perished."

"I... Taoist Shen He secretly hid two fragments."

"Three thousand years ago, a young man similar to you, little friend, walked out of the Jiutian Ruins of the Yue Kingdom. Thousands of years later, he returned and used his power of transformation to break the outer space of the Jiutian Ruins, and took away another piece of the Jiutian Ruins that was about ten feet high. The ruins abandoned the car to protect the commander, cut off some areas, and narrowly escaped."

"I thought he would search this world exhaustively and would not stop until he found me. During that time, I was in constant fear and uneasiness."

"However, it never came, and that remains the case until today, two thousand years later."

Vicissitudes of Life said in a confused voice.

Jiang Ding took a deep breath.

That young man should be Dainichi Jianzi from the previous generation.

He is very familiar with the style of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion. Since this world has not become what the Great Sun Sword Pavilion is, and the ruins of Yue Kingdom's Nine Heavens have not been discovered, then the other party must have suffered some accident.

Unsurprisingly, it should be related to something similar to this fragment.

"Immortal Technique·Suppressing the Sky..."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

He remembered the talent test results of the Central Formation Spirit Computer when he entered Qingfeng University, and the picture of a true swordsman.

The sword-holding immortal surrounded by nine chaotic black holes is the sword that destroys metal, wood, water, fire and earth, the sword that destroys time and space, and the sword that destroys cause and effect.

of course,

Those are not the same as the immortal technique to suppress the air, but they are in the same direction. This type of immortal technique is not a sword technique.

"Little friend."

The vicissitudes of voice put away the fragments of gravel and said: "The piece of Nine Heavens fragment that Boy Han found was also part of the battlefield back then. There may be some fragments of the inheritance of immortal magic. If the two are combined, we may be able to comprehend more. Things that will be of great benefit to you and me on our path.”

"Senior, I will go."

Jiang Ding bowed slightly and accepted this huge favor.

The temptation was too great and he couldn't bear it.

At worst, if he is noticed by an irresistible existence, he will abandon this world and run away. Waiting until the stage of becoming a god, the risk is still within the tolerance range.

As far as he knew, within the small world, the most people could be god-transforming monks, and no matter how high they were, they would not be able to stay inside the world.

"It's unreasonable to just share the secrets and techniques you've obtained."

Jiang Ding looked at Han Lin again and pondered for a moment: "If the danger you encounter is not beyond my ability, I will take action."

"In addition, fragments are also a kind of secret technique. If I get the fragments, I can help you understand them, but they need to be within my sight."

"Thank you, little uncle!"

Han Lin was overjoyed.

Only then did Jiang Ding take the token to enter the Nine Heavens Fragments from his hand.

Feel it a little bit,

It was discovered that this piece of Nine Heavens fragment seemed to be still moving. According to the formation calculation of the tribe inside the token, it is known that it will take about ten to twenty years before it will approach this world. At that time, you can use the token to teleport in. .

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(End of this chapter)