Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

Among the Middle-earth fairy lands, there is a strange land called Qitian Continent.

The local monks on this continent are not enthusiastic about the practice of immortality, nor are they immersed in the practice of alchemy, but everyone likes to practice the technique of helping the dragon and hope.

Fulonglongqi, as the name suggests, is to explore the Qi-numerology of others' Qi through the technique of Qi-qi, so as to infer its avenue fortune, and even the heights of future spiritual practice.

In the secular world, some people use this technique to investigate the son of the destiny who is in charge of the dragon. By assisting him to chase the world, he can finally build a secular kingdom and obtain huge benefits.

The fairy family on the mountain uses this technique to find the seeds of spiritual practice that have not yet grown up. Often people who are proficient in this technique can even find out the future path of young children when they are not involved in the practice of immortality. The genius of Taoism has solidified the foundation of the ancestors, and obtained a generous reward.

The reason why the heaven continent prospered is deeply related to the largest family of ancestors.

The name of this gate is "Butianzong", which occupied half of the Qitian continent with only one case. Zongmen inherited endless years, and there were countless disciples under the gate. Out of this case ".

It can be said that the arts of divination and questioning in the world all originated from this ancestor.

In addition to being good at divining and asking divination and looking up at the dragon, Bu Tianzong also has a secret technique for the parties in the fairy world to relish, that is, the use of innate **** stones to make various predictions that are conceived by the heavenly machines. Among them, the most famous It is the Chaos All Spirits that are distributed in both realms of the fairy.

This object can discern some changes in the natural machine, and it was foretold before the birth of Xuantian Lingbao.

At the time of the Spirit Realm, Xuantian's Soul-cut Sword had not yet been born, and there was an omen on the Chaos All-Souls List, which could even indicate its current world area, which can be said to be quite accurate.

However, under the prestige, the monk Bu Tianzong went down the mountain to practice, but he usually did not walk as his own ancestor, but often concealed his identity, or concealed his identity as another monk, and mingled in the various immortal realms.

Its ancestral gate is located in the eastern part of Qitian continent, occupying three large mountains of Wolong, Zhoutian and Baekje. Among them, the Wolong Mountain is the main foundation, and one center of gravity lies here.

The ancestral gate when Bu Tianzong was first established is located in the Wolong Mountains. The main peak "Dragon Peak" is now an absolute forbidden area of ​​the ancestral gate. Except for the current lord and a few elder elders, no one can step in Half step.

Asking Tianfeng next to Longqifeng is where the core disciples of Zongmen practice. There are hopeful altars built everywhere on the peak. Disciples of Butianzong wearing black robes can be seen everywhere, asking Tianxiu in the altar.

At this moment, on an altar protruding from the peak on the top of the mountain, there are several respectful disciples of Bu Tianzong following behind an old man who is quite tall and has a very serious face. What does he seem to ask?

"Elder Fufeng, the disciples are about to go to the various immortal realms to practice, I wonder if you have any entrustment?" A demon disciple with a sheep head, asked with a fist.

"After going down the mountain, you will most likely go to work at Fei Xiantai in each of the great fairy lands. Just remember one thing ... don't despise any monk who has come up from the Nether. Such people, regardless of their qualifications, are usually far better than the native monks in the fairy world. "" Said the old man who was called the elder of Fufeng slowly.

"Respectfully follow the teachings! The hope is deduced, and the disciples will not despise any one of them." Everyone claimed that.

"As for the monks who have soared from the lost interface in the legend ... don't make extrapolations, when you can do it, when you can't do it, you should break when you do it ... cut off all the causes and effects, no more Nothing to do with it. "Elder Fufeng said with a moan on his face.

Everyone heard that although they didn't understand why he said so, they all responded.

After everyone left, the elder Fufeng stood on the edge of the altar and looked out from the railing, with a flash of memory in his eyes.

"I don't know, what kind of place is this now?" The old man muttered to himself after a while.

When he was hiding in the Shiji Temple, he had a pseudonym "Gao Sheng", and at the Fei Xiantai in the Northern Hanxian Realm, he had taken over a monk who had risen from the lost interface.

At that time, out of curiosity, after using the technique of hope to check this popularity, he explored his future life with mystery. Although he only pierced the sporadic opportunities, he also let him be a young man. The handsome appearance of the time has directly become the old description of today, no matter how rejuvenating, it cannot be reversed.

Therefore, after the siege that surrounds that person, "Gao Sheng" succumbed to death, cut off the connection with this matter, returned to Bu Tianzong, and returned to Fufeng Elder.

Since then, he has never left Middle-earth Fairyland, and never told anyone about the year.

The one he was attracted to was not someone else but Han Li.

The result of the deduction that year was always a stubborn disease in his heart, making it difficult for him to let go of it. Even for so many years, he has not been able to understand the slang phrase of "chaos and everything does not exist", what exactly does it mean?

At this moment, the old man Gujing Bubo's face suddenly changed his look, suddenly looked up, and looked in the direction of Longqifeng.

I saw the sky above the high peak of the misty mountain covered by clouds all year round, and suddenly the wind surged, a spiral of cloud gas plummeted from the sky and fell to the peak of the dragon.

For some reason, the ban on the entire mountain peak did not respond at all.

Fufeng looked at a hall under Longqifeng again, but there was no response from the elder elders inside. He showed a strange color, and then turned away, no longer looking over there.

...

On top of the dragon's peak, thick clouds covered it, and the entire mountain was completely submerged.

In the thick fog, a leafy peach tree is faintly visible, which is planted on the mountain peaks. The trees are shaded and the milky white clouds complement each other, making the place more and more impatient.

In the middle of the mountain surrounded by green trees, there is an octagonal black stone altar, which is only three feet in diameter. Each edge is engraved with a hexagram of "Qiankun Lihui".

In the middle of the altar, a black vortex appeared in the air, and the thick mist rolled inside, seemingly endlessly attractive.

In the middle of the whirlpool, an old man with a distorted face was revealed strangely. His entire body was engulfed by the black vortex. There was only a skull, an arm and a little body connected to the neck still protruding beyond the whirlpool. .

The old man ’s hair on his forehead has fallen off, and the long gray hair on the back is scattered. One eye is white with fish belly, apparently blind. The entire face is covered with dark brown patches, which looks ugly and much more. ugly.

Although the other eye was not blind, it was half closed at the moment, and the spirit of the whole man seemed to be leaking. At this moment, he was just waiting for death.

At this moment, a spiral of cloud air descended from the sky and fell silently under the peach tree outside the altar.

In the cloud, the light converged and a figure emerged.

This person is slender, with a face like a crown jade, and the elders have a pair of slender and deep danfeng eyes. The bridge of the nose is not too straight, but the lips are quite thin. There are black long beards under the lips and jaws. The whole person looks quite outstanding. Temper temperament.

However, it seems to be suffering from a hidden disease. At this moment, he is sitting on a wheelchair that looks like white jade, with a large white robe spread down from the front, hanging down in front of the wheelchair, and a golden satin around his waist. There is a piece of Kowloon jade pendant above it, and a golden fringe is hanging beside it.

As soon as he emerged, the old man who seemed to be a fake man suddenly woke up. The only eye left suddenly opened, revealing a golden glittering pupil. The golden light in it was thick, as if the magma was rolling. Trend.

"You're here ..." The old man's voice was hoarse and his ending was extremely long.

"I'm here," said the man in a wheelchair, calmly.

"After all, you are here ... Well, destiny is so, you say it." The old man said with a grin.

"Chen Yun, there is a hexagram, ask you Bu." The man asked with a two-handed rotary.

At this time, if there are some senior monks who have experienced in the real fairyland here, I am afraid they will be surprised.

Who can imagine that such a horrible old man who looks miserable and looks like he is about to die is actually the ancestor of Tianshan who made up Tianzong, the legendary ancestor of Chen Zhi who was able to "repair the opportunity"?

Who can imagine that this ugly old man who is about to be engulfed in heaven is practicing the rules of prophecy, and is a well-known prophet of Tao in the entire court of heaven?

"I promise you the 36 Hexagrams and 72 Hexagrams. In these billions of time, you have already asked 106 Hexagrams, and the last two Hexagrams are left ... but I can only answer once more "Chen Chen's ancestor said slowly.

"I want to ask the Lord of the Reincarnation once again ... I won't get rid of this, I'm afraid the event will be disturbed." The wheelchair man said calmly.

"The principle of reincarnation practice in the reincarnation hall has long been able to hide in the reincarnation avenue, without being peeped at by this prophetic rule of me. The previous seventy-two hexagrams were all asked to him, and you found nothing, so you really want to ask him? The voice fluctuated slightly, asked.

"Ask." The wheelchair man, unmoved, spit out a word, seemingly reluctant to say a word.

The old ancestor of Chen Zhe no longer said anything, only the palms of his hands remained, and the sound of chanting rang out in his mouth. The golden light in that one eye suddenly turned on, turning into a ray of light, directly hitting him. A void.

The void was distorted and turned into a black vortex, and the crystal light was absorbed. The old ancestor Chen Xuan and the black vortex seemed to build a bridge and were connected together.

After about half a column of incense, the crystal light suddenly closed, and the black vortex disappeared.

At the same time, in the vortex behind the old ancestor of Chen Yan, a string of black crystal threads suddenly extended, entangled his only arm, and slowly pulled it into the vortex. .

"How?" The man in a wheelchair asked, looking unchanged.

"The Lord of the Reincarnation Temple is still missing, but a person who has never appeared before but is deeply involved with him has appeared." Old Chen Chen seemed to have expected that his arm was swallowed, but said slowly.

After all, a ray of crystal light flew from the center of his eyebrow, and fell on the wheelchair man's hand like a bubble, then disappeared.

The wheelchair man's eyes narrowed for a moment, and clouds began to rise beneath him, as if he were about to leave.

"Tiandao's backwash is getting worse and worse. Once again, I will melt into the laws of Heaven. When will your plan ... become successful?" Even Chen Zu, the ancestor who was also engulfed in the last hand, began to speak. Asked.

"Soon."

The wheelchair man just said something indifferently, and under the support of Liuyun, he flew into the air and disappeared.

"Ancient or modern, I have measured your imagination for you, but I have to make it impossible for me ..." The old ancestor Chen Yan looked at the fading cloud and sighed with sigh.

After all, he stared at him for a moment, and the whole peak was once again completely covered by thick clouds.