I said this is the end, but it is also the starting point.
?Everyone gasped, their Taoism has reached their level, and their understanding of things is far beyond that of ordinary people.
They can understand what I'm saying and understand what I mean.
But even if they understood it completely, they were still dumbfounded, with an unbelievable look on their faces.
"Sanqian, do you mean you can go to another place through here? Go to the God Realm?" Nalan Xiong couldn't help being curious and asked me this way.
Ao Canghai shook his head at this moment, and said: "Your Majesty, maybe it is not the God Realm, but the battlefield. It is the final battlefield where the ancestors and strong men rushed to in the name of the gods."
It seems that Ao Canghai respects Guiguzi the most, and remembers every word he says, so he came to this inference.
Nalanxiong was silent, and everyone was silent.
Nuoda's hall fell into a deathly silence, and everyone's breathing could be heard clearly.
We are very small at this time. Although each of us can dominate the outside world, we appear so small in the face of the unknown secret of our ancestors.
?Because the iron-like facts are before our eyes, many of the Conferred God powerhouses of that year were in the realm above the Great Perfection of Earth Immortals, and none of them returned, which shows the horror of the mysterious battlefield.
And I finally understand why the things my grandfather left me can only be opened after my sixty-sixth layer of air machine.
The so-called sixty-sixth floor is not the upper three realms, not the heavenly saints, but above the great perfection of the earthly immortals.
Only when I have reached the limit of human energy can I have the right to touch that secret.
Only when I understand the secret my grandfather left me, can I go to the final battlefield.
Thinking of this, another thought came to me. Nalan Chuchu said before that Red Fish told her that Grandpa left and went to help me find a way to overcome the catastrophe.
Could it be that grandpa went to the place where the gods were conferred, to the place where countless ancestors disappeared?
Could it be that my life and death calamity at the age of twenty-three has something to do with the final battlefield?
The more I think about it, the more I feel that this possibility is very high, and I am more curious about the place where the enchantment is connected in the four-legged coffin.
However, if you are curious, I am the Sage of Shuangtian after all. Even if the real Qi is the 206th floor, which is the 8th floor of the Immortal Realm, there is still an insurmountable gap between me and the Great Perfection of the Earth Immortal, and I am not qualified to go there. touch it.
"What should I do now? Even if I come here, it will be a waste of water?" Nalan Chuchu asked a little disappointed.
She also expected us to enter Banxian City through here, and then go to the northernmost forbidden area of ??Dajin to rescue Ye Hongyu, but now we are stuck here.
"Hey, Earth Immortal Dzogchen, how can there be such a master now? The ancestors were too confident in our descendants, and presented us with a problem that we couldn't solve at all." Nalanxiong also shook his head.
At this moment, Song Yuqing, the ghost emperor, suddenly exploded his monstrous yin energy, and said in a deep voice, "I'm coming!"
He was full of ghostly aura, and his whole soul became black and blue under the background of the ghostly aura, and there was a faint appearance of congealing.
Stronger than Ao Canghai, these immortal masters, facing Song Yuqing's ghostly aura at this time, couldn't help but take a few steps back, because the ghostly aura was so prosperous that it made people's souls tremble.
Seeing this scene, I just remembered that Song Yuqing mentioned it to me before. He said that he had cultivated ghost energy for thousands of years, and finally broke through to the sixty-sixth floor of the limit two years ago.
He is no longer a ghost emperor, but a ghost fairy. Maybe he will take another step to seal ghosts and gods.
Stepping towards the four-legged coffin step by step, Song Yuqing said to me: "Sanqian, I'm going. No matter what happens next, just watch! Don't act rashly. I just want you to see what will happen. Let you see the ultimate secret with your own eyes."
At this time, Song Yuqing was no longer that tsundere old ghost who had lived for thousands of years, and he was no longer that irascible old man who would always raise his hand to kill ghosts.
Now he is a humane and righteous person who wants to touch the truth even if he dies, so that I have the opportunity to understand the ultimate secret.
"Uncle Gui, don't be impulsive." Xuanyuan Qingluan suddenly stopped.
She also wanted to see what would happen after the final battle was triggered, and what Chen Jinjia saw in the past. He was so strong in the end that he would be punished by death.
But looking at Song Yuqing, who has no hesitation, she couldn't bear it. Her conscience was awakened. It turned out that she would do anything for love, but ignored too many other human relationships that she should have.
I also said to Song Yuqing: "Master, think again, don't take risks in such a hurry."
Song Yuqing suddenly waved his hand, and the majestic spirit of ghosts and immortals gushed out instantly.
This eerie ghostly aura enveloped us all at once. He is an ancient ghost emperor who is proficient in the secret arts of the ghost clan. move.
"Noisy! Where are you talking so much nonsense, this king is about to ascend to become a god, are you jealous of this king? Just show me!"
Song Yuqing yelled at us and turned back into that irritable old man again.
Naturally, he didn't really want to become a god. If Fengshen was really that good, there wouldn't be this ghost city. He just wanted to help us understand the truth, and he didn't want to make life and death feel too sad.
I knew he had made up his mind, so I didn't say any more.
After all, even if he does this, he may not really die, but may go to another place. Everything is our guesswork, and only by witnessing it can we know what is going on.
"Hahaha, Sanqian is right. Some things have to be done by someone. Why can't it be me, Song Yuqing?"
"Back then, there were so many ancestors of the human race and the demon race who could go to the battlefield, but our ghost race was partial to the Yin Division, and even left behind the legend of 'I would rather touch the emperor's soul than mess with the innate people'. It is a shame. This king is going to rectify the name of the ghost world today!"
Speaking impassioned and high-spirited, Song Yuqing stepped on both feet and jumped into the four-legged coffin covered with ancient enchantment spells with a bluish-black ghostly aura.
After jumping into the four-legged coffin, he continued to pinch ghost formulas with both hands, exploding the spirit of Dzogchen ghosts and immortals all over his body, and it all filled the four-legged coffin.
At this moment, the charms on the four walls of the coffin were activated by the air mechanism, emitting a bright light.
I couldn't move, I just watched intently.
I thought this four-legged coffin would leave, just like Red Fish and the others left in a four-legged coffin.
But the coffin did not leave, and the bright light continued to converge, and finally became the lotus platform under Song Yuqing's feet.
Guided by the lotus platform, Song Yuqing's ghost body was supported by it, and kept floating forward.
At this time, he looked like a fairy, and he really looked like an old fairy.
Soon, Song Yuqing stepped on the lotus platform and came to the depths of the hall.
There is actually a door there, we didn't check it out before, presumably not because of our negligence, but because the door opened after the opening of the receiving array.
After Song Yuqing floated into the door, I also tried my best to look in.
I saw a huge lotus pond, and there seemed to be a person standing in the pond.
This person seems to be my grandfather. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com