Ordinary Guy In Apocalypse

"Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor, the disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor have come and have sealed off the outer city to refine all the casual cultivators in the outer city."

The cultivator of the Chen family hurriedly reported the situation to the ancestor, and the situation outside the city had scared him to the pee.

"Understood, let's go back." The ancestor of the Chen family looked calm and waved his hand without any change.

"Ah? Patriarch, have you left the outer city alone?"

"Time and fate, the casual cultivators in the outer city have been given a chance, and if they stay in the outer city, it is their fate." The ancestor of the Chen family naturally couldn't go out to meet the enemy, and the eight true disciples of the blood demon ancestor came here in person, Even if he did show up, the result would still be the same, nothing would change.

Even he had to suffer a blow to the head.

After all, the outer city is not Lingyuan City, without the protection of Baolingzong.

What's more, Bao Lingzong and the blood demon ancestor have just ceased fighting for a long time, and they still need to slowly reconcile. Xianmen raised their arms and shouted, a group of demon cultivators were willing to follow him to start a dispute with Xianmen, while other Xianmen should watch the show and reap the benefits of being a fisherman, so how could they take the initiative to participate in this matter.

It can only be said that Baolingzong thinks it is unlucky, who made the blood demon ancestor appear in the boundary of Baolingzong.

After hearing this, the monks of the Chen family bowed respectfully and retreated. The old ancestor's words had come to this point, and he made it very clear that the fate of the outer city had already been decided, and that was the blood demon ancestor's revenge for the murder of the nine disciples.

The monks who came to the inner city looked into the distance with panicked expressions, and they could feel the terrifying aura overflowing from the 'Blood God Soul Refining Banner' from a long distance away.

"Fortunately, I sold my property in time and came to the inner city to escape, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

Many monks in the inner city thought so.

In their minds, the results of those monks in the outer city are obvious, and they will be cultivated by demons and completely perish.

"Aren't the families in the inner city unwilling to help?"

"Help? If you are willing to help, there will be no such thing as a middle-grade spirit stone entering the inner city."

They stared at the distance, there are still casual cultivators and people they are familiar with, maybe they will disappear in a while, the cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals is like this, the weak eat the strong, when the strong ones appear, all the weak monks are just ants, jumping around There is no chance.

Today's outer city is in chaos. The eight disciples of the blood demon patriarch stood in the air and sacrificed the "Blood God Soul Refining Banner" to form a blockade, covering the entire outer city. ferocious blood soul.

"Are those cultivating families in Lingyuan City really unwilling to stop them?"

"Don't think too much about it, it's the truth."

"I'm so unwilling..."

"What can I do if I am not willing to do so? I am waiting for the cultivation of qi cultivation, which is dispensable in the eyes of the strong. Today, the outer city was destroyed. A few months later, there will be a new casual cultivator. It’s just a free-time chatter for latecomers.”

It's a bit unfeeling to say, but it is the truth.

Some casual cultivators sacrificed precious magical artifacts, poured them with mana, and wanted to break through the gap to escape, but just as the sacrificed magical artifacts were about to show their power, they were entangled by blood souls, eating them clean, and even the slightest bit of resistance No power.

Despair spread among the numerous casual practitioners.

In the courtyard.

Lin Fan lay leisurely on the rocking chair, looked at the place where Qi Yan's mother and daughter were, the door was closed tightly, his ears trembled slightly, he could hear Qi Yan crying softly, and Xiao Xin'er was hiding in Qi Yan's arms Trembling, this means that she has given up resisting, and only wants to stay with her daughter in the last moments.

Looking at the place where Ni Haisheng lives with the help of the "Xuanzhen Immortal Eye", accompanied by his wife and concubines, the older of the five children is also frightened and pale, while Ni Haisheng is drinking dull wine, which is regarded as his own farewell wine.

"I've also experienced this feeling of helplessness."

"But you won't..."

Lin Fan said to himself, when he saw everyone in Sunshine Sanctuary disappearing in front of him one by one, he was also very helpless.

"Little Wei An, pick up nine pebbles for uncle."

Little Wei An, who was playing with wooden tools, walked obediently to the edge of the fence to pick up pebbles.

"Uncle, it's all here. I don't know how big Uncle wants, so I picked up a lot." Little Wei An held the stones in both hands, big and small.

"So cute."

Lin Fan rubbed little Wei An's head, and picked out some stones that were only the size of a fingernail.

"Go and play."

"Um."

The seven-year-old little Wei An still likes to play, and he is much more immature than other seven-year-old children in the outer city. It is not that he has never seen other children. At Xiao Wei An's age, they are all very shrewd, and they have already begun to think about how to make money. Get more benefits.

Maybe it's because he took too good care of little Wei An.

So that he was not exposed to the dangers of the outside world.

But that's good too, Old Immortal Wei will definitely be very pleased to see this scene in the Spirit of Heaven.

The eight disciples of the Blood Demon Patriarch in the sky were still very proud. The brief exchange was to discuss some things. For example, one of them said that he hoped to condense the casual practitioners in the outer city into 'blood beads'.

This kind of 'blood bead' condensed by the monk's blood has a stronger effect than the 'human pill'.

Lin Fan was not interested in their ideas, but was playing with the stones in his hand, with two fingers in one hand, a stone rested between the thumb and index finger, flicked the index finger, and with a sound, the seemingly ordinary stone fell on the ground. For a moment, it has the power to destroy the world.

boom!

The female devil floating in the air was still imagining the scene of the outer city being refined and reduced to purgatory. Suddenly, her body exploded instantly, and blood mist filled the sky, filling the air.

The other seven demon cultivators saw the eighth junior sister suddenly explode in front of their eyes, and their pupils dilated in shock. Before they could react from the shock, there was another bang, and the seventh junior brother's body exploded instantly.

"Seventh Junior Brother..."

They exclaimed in disbelief.

But in the moment of shouting.

boom!

"Sixth Junior Brother..."

"Fifth Junior Sister..."

They are all true disciples of the Gorefiend Patriarch, and their weakest cultivation is also in the late stage of alchemy. The others have already cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm, and they are also the Nascent Soul's great power in the entire Yangzhou.

Now the younger brothers and younger sisters died inexplicably and tragically.

This shocked them and filled them with panic.

"Who, who is Fellow Daoist? We are the direct disciples of the blood demon ancestor..."

boom!

boom!

boom!

Fourth Junior Brother, Third Junior Brother... Explosions happened one after another, and the bones did not survive, turning into blood mist and floating in the air.

"Senior, I am Hong Yang, the direct disciple of the blood demon ancestor. I don't know how to offend senior, so please forgive me." Hong Yang said hastily, he was able to suppress and kill them at will. There are such masters.

boom!

The second junior brother beside him exploded silently, Hong Yang's body was covered in blood mist, and his heart was completely icy cold.

"senior……"

Hong Yang opened his mouth to shout, but suddenly felt a huge pressure crushing him, and when he felt this pressure, his life was no longer his own.

boom!

The roar of the explosion resounded, and the monk who had condensed into the Nascent Soul was destroyed in the body. The Nascent Soul could turn into a light and escape from this place, looking for a way to seize the body. Alive, leaving hope.

And now the situation is really scary.

Not only the physical body was destroyed, even the Nascent Soul could not escape, and was directly annihilated together.

Lin Fan in the courtyard weighed the last stone in his hand, and his eyes fell on the 'Blood God Refining Soul Banner'. With a flick of his fingertips, the stone turned into a streamer and went away. The streamers' were simply irresistible, shattered and reduced to dross.

The inner blood souls flew out densely, and these blood souls were drawn out by monks, refined the blood souls, and suffered eternally.

Lin Fan's lips were moving, and what he was reciting was the method of liberation. This is a classic book he saw in Yanyangzong's library, and its magic function is to help evil spirits escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

Sure enough, the blood color on the surface of the blood soul in the air dissipated, returning to the purest soul body, and then gradually dissipating in the world.

The strange scene of the outer city covered by the 'Blood God Soul Refining Banner' disappeared without a trace.

The casual cultivators who were hiding at home all ran out and stared blankly at the sky.

Lin Fan, who was lying on the recliner, was always very relaxed.

"It'll be fine."

In order to fulfill Lin Fan's oath to the old god Wei, he will accompany little Wei An here until his death, so during this period, he will not allow this side to encounter danger.

He didn't kill the monks in the world of cultivating immortals as zombies, but it doesn't mean that he won't do anything. When he actively provokes them here, he will kill them silently.

...

distant direction.

When the Gorefiend Patriarch watched his disciples' life cards shatter one by one, his expression changed drastically.

"Who, exactly who dares to take action against my disciples."

The direct disciples trained by the blood demon patriarch are all his blood god distractions. "Blood Nerve" contains the mystery of transformation, and the sub-volume "Blood Demon Sutra" in "Blood Nerve" is for many lovers to practice.

When they cultivated to a certain level, they would be able to refine their lovers into blood god avatars, thus becoming a part of his blood demon ancestor and making great contributions to him in the realm of transforming gods.

Especially the first disciple Hong Yang, who was carrying the 'Blood Spirit Demon Body', now fell, which dealt a great blow to the Blood Demon Patriarch.

"puff!"

The ancestor of the Gorefiend rolled his blood and spewed out a mouthful of blood, his own aura was slightly sluggish.

"The Blood God Soul Refining Banner of this seat is gone?"

Even if he has cultivated to the state of transforming gods and his demon heart is stable, when he senses that the 'Blood God Refining Soul Banner' connected to his own soul has been destroyed, his mind is really shaken, and the backlash he suffers at the same time is also hurt. himself.

"My Blood God Soul Refining Banner..."

The blood demon patriarch was filled with grief and indignation, and his heart ached.

The Blood God Soul Refining Banner is a spirit treasure, and the spirit treasure is naturally alive. Thinking about hundreds of years ago, he was still a humble demon cultivator in the world of cultivating immortals, and he got this treasure by chance. Help him sing all the way, be both a teacher and a friend, and revive the glory of the magic way, who knows that such a change will happen.

"Ahhhhhh..." the blood demon patriarch yelled strangely, with a ferocious expression on his face, "I am going to smash your corpse into thousands of pieces, crushing your bones and ashes."

Just after a brief vent.

The ancestor of the blood demon calmed down, and he was able to kill eight of his true disciples in a row. There are more than ten infant blood souls, how could they be suppressed and killed so easily.

All kinds of circumstances show that this person is by no means ordinary.

It may be a powerful monk who lives in seclusion in the outer city of Lingyuan City, but the lovers want to refine the monk there, angering the other side, and finally being suppressed and killed.

Think here.

The blood demon patriarch turned his hand to take the pill, swallowed it, and repaired the wear and tear.

...

inner city.

"What's going on? Why did the eight demon cultivators explode on the spot?"

The monks in the inner city were terrified. They wanted to see how the outer city turned into a purgatory. Who would have thought that the purgatory did not see it. Instead, the eight true disciples of the blood demon patriarch fell on the spot, silently and unknowingly. Can't understand how it is caused.

There is not even a single residue left. I thought that the storage ring must still be there, but judging by the current situation, even the storage ring has disappeared.

And after the tragic death of the eight demon cultivators, even the spirit treasure hanging high in the sky was brutally murdered and turned into ashes in an instant. These scenes shocked everyone.

"There are immortals in the outer city..."

I don't know who shouted excitedly, and instantly there was a thunderbolt on the ground, sweeping in all directions.

And after that, someone shouted again.

"Refund..."

A piece of middle-grade spirit stone entered the city alone, stripped away the savings of many casual cultivators for many years, and now there is nothing in the outer city, and I feel angry in my heart, thinking that I will be tricked, I can't stand it, I just want to return the money and return to the outer city.

It's just that the spirit stones have already entered the pockets of the aristocratic family, it's easy to get in, but difficult to get out.

The casual cultivators who squeezed their heads and wanted to enter the inner city could only smash their teeth and swallow it in their stomachs.

The matter has been resolved, Qi Yan took her daughter with a smile all over her face, but there was no panic on her face as if she was hiding at home and crying. And Ni Haisheng blushed with alcohol, and came to Lin Fan with a flagon in his hand. He didn't have the slightest sense of boredom at that time. He just flattered Lin Fan. Fellow Daoist Lin is really a living god, and his calculations are extremely accurate. It's really good luck, everything is safe .

Those monks who sold their money to obtain a middle-grade spirit stone returned to the outer city in a daze, not knowing where to go. Once they had accumulated for many years, it was difficult to pay for the rent of the houses in the outer city.

This event is a happy event for the casual cultivators who stay in the outer city, thinking of celebrating it every year, it would be great to make it a festival.

And for casual cultivators who sold their property in exchange for middle-grade spirit stones and hid in the inner city, it was really the worst thing ever.

Human emotions are universal, but grief is not.

Some are just joking and gloating.

This is true whether it is a monk or an ordinary mortal.

I am afraid that my friend will have a hard time, and I am afraid that my friend will have a good life.

It's really contradictory.

The ancestors of the immortal cultivating family in the inner city were so shocked that they were speechless.

The eight true biography of the blood demon ancestor came in person, and they even held the famous treasure of the blood demon ancestor's "Blood God Soul Refining Banner".

The old ancestor of the Chen family was terrified, when did such a terrifying monk live in seclusion in Lingyuan City.

Without even showing their faces, they killed the eight true disciples.

How terrifying is this kind of power.

The ancestor of the Chen family hurriedly passed the matter on to the ancestor of Baolingzong.

This is a big deal.

Really earth-shaking event.

The fall of the eight true biography is equivalent to the loss of the left arm of the blood demon ancestor, and the loss of the "Blood God Soul Refining Banner" is even more equivalent to the loss of the right arm.

It's hard to distinguish where the Gorefiend Patriarch was directly hacked.

...

one year later.

Little Wei An is already eight years old.

Lin Fan has been in the world of cultivating immortals for nine years.

Time flies, even he himself never thought that time would pass so quickly. In the blink of an eye, nine years have passed. For local monks, nine years is very fast, and they can pass with a little practice, but For Lin Fan, it was actually a torment in his heart.

Ever since the inexplicable death of the disciple of the blood demon ancestor, there have been rumors in the outer city that there are great immortal cultivators who live in seclusion here and become casual cultivators to understand the way of cultivating immortals. Therefore, many casual cultivators come out to wander in the streets when they have nothing to do.

Seeing beggars on the side of the road, they treat each other with kind words. In the past, mortals would not even look at these beggars, and just waved them to leave.

But now, who knows if that expert has a special hobby, pretending to be a beggar to understand the world of mortals?

In case of being appreciated by an expert, accepting it as a true inheritance, and passing on the mantle, wouldn't it take off all the way and reach the sky completely?

Therefore, the law and order and morality of the outer city were elevated to a very high level during this period.

Even the Wang family and Li family in the outer city are much more honest.

Don't dare to do anything too extreme.

Just when Lin Fan was thinking about something, he heard the voices of children being jealous.

"Brother Xiao An, do you like me the most?" Xiao Xiner hugged Xiao Wei An's arm, swaying it coquettishly, and at the same time glared ferociously at Elder Sister Er Ya.

"Brother An, do you like me the most..."

Er Ya is a few years older than Xiao Xin'er, but half a head taller than Xiao Wei An, she directly put her arms around Xiao Wei An's neck, trying to hug him into her arms.

Little Wei An smiled foolishly, looking like a fool. Although he didn't cultivate, he was very strong. This had a lot to do with Lin Fan's meticulous care, and the aura of the world of cultivating immortals also had an effect on the physical body of mortals. Nourishing effect.

Lin Fan didn't expect that little Wei An really had no talent in reading. The teacher he found for him a few years ago couldn't keep teaching him, so he ran away.

The meaning from the side is that... your kid has an elm head, so he can be stupid.

Lin Fan really didn't pay much attention to it before, but later he checked it with the 'Xuanzhen Immortal Eye', and suddenly found that little Wei An's aura was dim, as if it was suppressed by something extraordinary, or it was sealed.

In this regard, he seemed to understand something.

He didn't undo this kind of seal, but let it be like this, who else can do this kind of thing, besides Old Immortal Wei?

Old Immortal Wei loves little Wei An very much. After all, cultivating immortals is for self-fulfillment, and little Wei An's voice is in such a catastrophe. Old Immortal Wei could have ignored his grandson's death, but he still forced his way Changing his life, sacrificing everything, only thinking that Xiao Wei An can live in peace.

"Uncle..." Xiao Wei An looked at Lin Fan begging for help. In Xiao Wei An's heart, his uncle was his backbone, everything he had, and he would seek help from his uncle when he encountered a problem.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I like them all, I like them all."

Little Wei An hurriedly said as if he had heard the best answer, "I like them all."

"snort."

"snort."

Xiao Xin'er and Er Yatou turned their heads, their angry looks made Xiao Wei An look at Uncle again.

Lin Fan smiled and said nothing, the difficulty is too high, beyond the range of my uncle's ability.

This situation made Lin Fan think of Yan Nini, Tang Jiayu and the others. After the apocalypse, the population has plummeted. Some girls have confessed to him before, but he has been avoiding them all the time and has never responded positively.

This is actually the behavior of the weak.

He doesn't consider himself weak.

But in fact he is really weak in this respect.

at this time.

He raised his head and looked into the void in the distance, there was a cultivator hidden there. Although the opponent had an extremely restrained aura, the monstrous devilish energy still permeated people very much.

"The blood demon patriarch..."

Lin Fan casually smashed his disciple to death with stones, so he naturally remembered the aura. Now that the blood demon patriarch appeared, the aura was similar, and his cultivation level was higher, so he recognized it at a glance.

It's just that the blood demon patriarch really kept a low profile. Once his cultivation base came, the bloody aura would naturally fill the sky and cover the sky, and all kinds of visions were enough to overwhelm ordinary monks with fear.

I don't know what the blood demon patriarch wants to do?

Lin Fan bent down to search, then picked up an inconspicuous stone under the recliner, and lay down leisurely, gently moving his wrist, making the stone dance in his palm.

"This is the outer city of Lingyuan City."

The ancestor of the Gorefiend was hiding something and didn't dare to show up in a big way. Even the ancestors of the immortal cultivating families in Lingyuan City didn't discover what was hidden.

Since the true disciple was killed, the Lingbao was destroyed.

Bao Lingzong turned his face in an instant, threatening to give up too much, never agreeing, the island must be taken back, and the city of magic repair must be built in a remote area, which made the blood demon patriarch furious, unfortunately...he suffered heavy losses and his combat power declined. Finally can only agree.

And Baolingzong didn't dare to take back everything, after all, the blood demon ancestor was a god-turning cultivator, once he went crazy, Baolingzong would also have a headache.

The blood demon patriarch sensed the situation in the outer city, hoping to find some clues.

He just wanted to know which fellow daoist it was, who was so overbearing that he didn't even give face to his blood demon ancestor, and killed his direct disciple on the spot. He just searched for it, but couldn't find it.

The blood demon patriarch naturally wanted to take revenge, but he never dared to act rashly before finding out the situation of the other party. After all, Bao Lingzong was still staring at him, so he couldn't make too many enemies.

Thinking of this, the blood demon patriarch left angrily.

That's all.

If you are ruthless, I admit it.

Then it turned into blood and fled away.

Lin Fan, who was lying on the reclining chair, saw the blood demon ancestor leave, so he didn't do anything. He didn't want the outer city to receive more attention, so he just lived an ordinary life like this.

If the blood demon patriarch made a move, he would blow up the opponent with a single stone, and the impact it would cause might be unimaginable.

The cultivator who transformed himself into a god died inexplicably.

Everyone knows that there are strong men in the outer city, and monks from all over will flood in, and the impact on the outer city will naturally be bad.

...

Spring goes to winter, flowers bloom and wither, and snow falls year after year.

Four years later.

Little Wei An was already thirteen years old, and he had grown into a strong boy, and his second plague had disappeared four years ago after the blood demon ancestor came to the outer city and left.

"Uncle, the meal is ready."

Little Wei An came out of the kitchen with black ashes on his face.

Since little Wei An was eleven years old, Lin Fan had asked little Wei An to cook for himself. After all, little Wei An would definitely have a family and start a business in the future, so he couldn't be an uncle to cook for them.

"coming."

Lin Fan walked into the house and served a simple three dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetarian, and the rice was Ling rice. The overall standard of living was pretty good in the outer city.

"Recently, you and Xiao Xin'er walked very close, why didn't Er Ya come to see you?" Lin Fan asked casually.

Xiao Wei An said: "Uncle, Erya's cultivation has already reached the middle stage of body training, and now she is moving toward the late stage of cultivation, she has no time to come and play with me and Xin'er."

"Oh, Erya has a good cultivation talent, but she is about to enter the late stage. When she is seventeen or eighteen years old, I think she will be able to become a Qi refining cultivator." Lin Fan said.

The children have grown up and their minds have gradually matured.

Except for Xiao Xiner who is still pestering little Wei An, Erya has already started to alienate them. After all, there are two mortals, and one of them will become a monk in the future. The gap between the two is getting bigger and bigger.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old qi refining monks are also very good.

It seems that Ni Haisheng put a lot of effort into Erya.

"Uncle, can I practice?" Little Wei An asked with his head held high.

Lin Fan smiled, "No."

"Oh." Little Wei An didn't feel too disappointed as he pulled the rice. He just asked. He had long accepted that he couldn't practice, but he didn't feel sad at all, because his uncle's care and love made him He lives in a loving family.

Uncle is also a mortal, but uncle is very happy every day.

Xiao Xin'er's mother is a monk, but Xiao Xin'er is also unable to cultivate, which makes Xiao Wei An feel that it is not only herself who cannot cultivate, but also other people.

It's not a special case.

"Uncle, Xin'er asked me to go shopping after dinner. I want to buy a gift for Xin'er, and I also want to buy a gift for Erya. It's me..." Little Wei An whispered, knowing that his family was not Wealthy, my uncle has always been living in the outer city by earning meager income by telling fortunes to others.

He always wanted to ask himself if he could practice, because he wanted to become a monk, earn a lot of spiritual stones, and give his uncle the best life.

It's a pity... I can't practice myself.

Lin Fan took out three low-grade spirit stones and placed them in front of little Wei An, "Go shopping with the girls, you should buy some gifts for the girls, don't be reluctant to use them."

"Uncle, when other people's family is as old as I am, they can already make money, but I still have to reach out to Uncle, I feel very embarrassed, and Uncle is so tired every day, I..."

"Okay, don't think about it. Uncle's is yours. If you are happy, uncle will be happy. Don't think about it?" Lin Fan stroked little Wei An's head. Humans are not grass and trees. Who can have no feelings and get along day and night? , the relationship between him and little Wei An gradually deepened, he was like an elder who needed to take care of this child for the rest of his life.

If it was for a deal with Old Immortal Wei.

So now, he is willing.

I just want this child to be safe and sound in this life, and he will go to unknown places to find the way to bring us back without any regrets.

End after meal.

Little Wei An went shopping with Xiao Xin'er.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, how is the progress going?" When Lin Fan came to the courtyard, he saw that Fellow Daoist Qi was also trimming the vegetable garden, so he asked with concern.

After all, Fellow Daoist Qi has been in the mid-stage of Qi refining for a long time. I heard from Fellow Daoist Qi the year before last that the later stage is promising, and he has touched the edge.

"Friend Lin, I was hallucinating."

Qi Yan sighed, she thought she could touch it, but in fact it was an illusion, perhaps because she wanted too much, which led to the illusion.

"It's okay, just take your time." Lin Fan said.

Qi Yan didn't answer the words, but transferred the words to the children, "Friend Lin, when will you let the two children get married, although these years are not considered rich, there is still money left."

"Fellow Daoist Qi, the child is still young, so there is no hurry, really no hurry." Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Friend Lin, you don't think you dislike my Xin'er, do you?"

"Look at what this said, if little Wei An can really marry Xiao Xin'er as his wife, it will be a blessing he has cultivated in three lifetimes, but now he is really too young, one is thirteen years old, and the other is only ten years old, how to get married .”

"That's true."

...

Outer city, tea shed area.

The two children, who are tired from shopping, rest here, and they like to listen to the outside gossip from the casual cultivators.

"The secret realm has been opened. I didn't expect that our Yangzhou has added another secret realm from the previous six secret realms."

"Could it be that you are talking about the mysterious secret realm covered in ice and snow?"

"That's right, it's the secret realm, which is frozen for thousands of miles, and the mana cannot be melted, and it is so desolate that there is not even a single spiritual grass, but the secret realm has all the immortals in Yangzhou to explore."

"Hey, I'm sorry that I didn't dare to enter the secret realm in the early stage of Qi refining, but I don't understand, so please tell me, since there is no hair in the secret realm, why do all the fairy gates go?"

"I also heard that there is a fairy sword stuck on the ground in that secret realm. The hilt has a strange shape and is decorated with skulls and horns. The body of the sword, which is slightly missing, is imprinted with unknown fairy patterns. I think this sword is extraordinary. It is really possible that it is the sword used by the immortal."

"Hey, I think it's a pity to hear what Fellow Daoist said. I really want to go and see the true face."

"Fellow daoists, don't worry. I have a picture of the jade record. If any fellow daoist can give ten low-grade spirit stones, I can let all fellow daoists see the real face."

Many casual cultivators looked at each other, and finally some cultivators gritted their teeth and slapped the table.

"I'll pay two dollars."

"I'll offer a piece."

"Me too."

The ten low-grade spirit stones were neither too many nor too many, and they were quickly collected.

The rogue cultivator put away the spirit stone contentedly, urged a stream of mana into the jade stone, and immediately the picture was illuminated, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Hiss...it really is frozen for thousands of miles, it's cold just looking at it."

"Look at the buildings under the ice, how weird and weird they are."

"Look at those four-wheeled carriages. Could it be that they are the treasures of the immortal family? It's just a pity, why are they all frozen in ice, so they can't be broken?"

The casual cultivators talked a lot.

Little Wei An and Little Xin'er watched intently. For them who have been living in the outer city, when have they ever seen these scenes.

The final screen changes.

Freeze on the fairy sword.

"call……"

The casual cultivators exclaimed, and were immediately attracted by the sword. The exposed hilt and part of the sword body glowed with a cold light, and the chill could be felt across the screen.

"Immortal... fairy sword..."

All the cultivators onlookers exclaimed, with greed in their eyes.

I really don't know who will succeed such a fairy sword in the end.