i have a space orb

Chapter 549 Chapter 540 Chapter Eight
Changsheng Tianzun could feel what was happening around him. Grandma Xian, who had been with him for millions of years, died beside him just now.

During this process, the young man in front of him, who wanted to be his master, killed Grandma Xian without even saying a word.

But Changsheng Tianzun didn't have the slightest desire to stand up to avenge Xianlao, and he didn't even have the slightest thought of resisting, even though he knew that Zhang Baoyu was standing beside him now.

In his realm, if he blew himself up, even if the other party had a fairy weapon, he would definitely be ashamed.

Kneeling on the ground, Changsheng Tianzun turned in a very direct direction, still facing Zhang Baoyu's direction, and kowtowed frantically.

One after another, the entire land of Xianling was thumping, even if Zhang Baoyu hadn't used the fairy formation to block the Xianling, perhaps this sound could be heard by the entire Donghuang.

The long snow-white hair was completely scattered on the head, dancing with the wind in the frantic kowtow.

Looking at this kneeling in front of him, he can kill the Lord of the Forbidden City, the Immortal Immortal, with just a swipe of the knife.

He also looked at the weird expressions of the Stone Emperor and the Golden Snake beside him, and there was even deep sympathy in their eyes.

Zhang Baoyu knew that the two of them must have remembered the previous cultivation process. After all, no matter whether it was the Stone Emperor or the Golden Snake, it was only after meeting Zhang Baoyu that they had the hope of becoming a fairy.

If Zhang Baoyu hadn't accepted them, both of them knew that their fate would probably be the same as that of today's Changsheng Tianzun. Even if they practiced for a lifetime, they would have no chance of becoming immortals.

Zhang Baoyu suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't let go of such a long-lived Tianzun.

After all, to practice the skills of this world, you need a teacher to teach you.

Although the Stone Emperor is good, but the Stone Emperor is a divine stone, and his cultivation is completely different from that of a human being.

However, Changsheng Tianzun is a human race. Judging by his Taoist attire, he is obviously a human ascetic. This alone makes him have a good impression in Zhang Baoyu's heart.

And not only Zhang Baoyu himself practiced, but also the women he brought into this world this time, Zhang Baoyu also wanted them to practice the exercises of this world.

Not to mention anything else, just after cultivating the body, the improvement of the overall temperament is by no means comparable to the cultivation of the primordial spirit.

What's more, Changsheng Tianzun, who has practiced from ancient times to the present, has practiced for such a long time, and his understanding of Tao must be far beyond that of ordinary practitioners.

Today's Zhang Baoyu just lacks such a person who can ask for advice at any time.

Even when Grandma Xian, who had been together for countless years, died by her side, she just wanted to beg her to accept him, without any intention of resisting her.

From Zhang Baoyu's point of view, Immortal Immortal might have already lost hope during the countless years of cultivation.

Now his own appearance, to him, is a life-saving straw, even the only chance, that's why he put down everything, desperately wanting to give him a chance.

An opportunity that he has pursued hard for millions of years, but never had the opportunity.

He looked at the Changsheng Tianzun who kowtowed his head even though he could kill him by raising his hand, even within the reach of his long knife.

Now Zhang Baoyu is extremely lamented that he has obtained the space-time orb, and can choose a world that is beneficial to him to practice.

If you just travel to this world, let yourself experience the feeling that no matter how hard you try, the chance of becoming a fairy is not great.

Even if he is like the Changsheng Tianzun in front of him, he has cut his own origin and lived in the restricted area of ​​life, after millions of years, he would have long since despaired.

And the Changsheng Tianzun in front of him, although he cut himself off from the source and launched countless dark turmoil, he persisted.

What's more, he is still a human race, and Zhang Baoyu feels that he should give him a chance just because of his heart of seeking Tao.

Of course, the most important thing is that this is a human race, a cultivator who has an incomparable understanding of the human body.

This is what Zhang Baoyu needs most.

Thinking of this, Zhang Baoyu put away the long knife in his hand, and whispered: "You are a human race, so I am willing to give you this chance, get up."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Baoyu waved and put away the corpse of Grandma Xian. A master who has cultivated to the limit of the world, even his corpse is a rare treasure for practitioners in the Dahua world. How could Zhang Baoyu put it away? Pass.

With the golden snake, Zhang Baoyu turned around and walked towards the depths of the Immortal Mausoleum.

Different from other places, the Immortal Mausoleum is completely composed of individual tombs, and the real practitioners inside are only the Immortal God and Immortal Grandma, and there are no cultivating families attached to them at all.

After killing Grandma Xian and accepting the Immortal God, the current Xianling is completely empty, and Zhang Baoyu can make decisions.

Mausoleums from ancient times passed by Zhang Baoyu one by one. The ancient tombstones, like a museum for recording texts, recorded the texts from ancient times to the present one by one.

Although Zhang Baoyu didn't know any of the above words, just this sense of vicissitudes made Zhang Baoyu feel infinitely emotional.

After all, the world he lives in has only a few thousand years of history, and this world has millions of years of records just for this kind of text change.

What's more, Zhang Baoyu also knew that in the more ancient times of this world, there was a perfect world.

Of course, for Zhang Baoyu, these words have no appeal to him, and he does not study history.

What really interested him was the spirit veins placed under each of the tombs by the original owner of the tomb.

In other places, Zhang Baoyu's impression of the spirit vein is the same, it is a thing that produces the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

But here, it brought Zhang Baoyu a different feeling.

The spiritual veins under each mausoleum are actually different, and even under these countless tombs, there are very few identical spiritual veins.

Some are ghostly, some are ethereal, some give Zhang Baoyu a feeling of demonic madness, and some give Zhang Baoyu a feeling of happiness.

The spiritual veins under each mausoleum are actually different.

After letting Zhang Baoyu watch it, he couldn't help but lament the spirit of Eastern practitioners who live like death.

If it weren't for generations of practitioners who searched desperately during their lifetime, no one would be able to find so many different spiritual veins in a short period of time.

Each of these spiritual veins, maybe each one, had to be searched for by a cultivating family in the past, but now, they all belong to him.

(End of this chapter)