Chapter 982: Ten years later

Spirit world? You mean... Yu Chan and her father are both in the spirit world? "
Watching his wife and old husband disappear, Yang Feng immediately came to Xianxiazong to ask Baihe about the specific situation.
Bai He took him to the ancient library in the Zongmen, and while flipping through the dusty ancient books, he said his guess.
That old man cursed bit by bit from the lower realm. He was very conceited, and his strength was far surpassing any peerless master today, indicating that he is not a person here, but a strong man from the spiritual world. "
Where is the spirit world? "
According to ancient records, the spirit world is the interface on our plane. Legend has it that the masters there have a lot stronger overall strength than ours, and they are a master paradise longing for powerful strength. "
While flipping through the ancient books, Baihe said leisurely: Legend has it that when the cultivators here reach the peak of Shu Ling or the third-order of the War Emperor, there will be a bottleneck period. If you can break through, you can step into the semi-spirit early stage. Break through again and reach the semi-spirit late stage. At this time, the strength of the cultivator reached the pinnacle of our interface. If you want to break through again, you will go against the sky, which will lead to heaven. After nine deaths and a lifetime of calamities, the phoenix can nirvana, ascend to the spiritual world, and be reborn. "
The catastrophe of a lifetime?
Raising his brows, Yang Feng thought for a while: What disaster? "
It's hard to say, it's basically Thunder Tribulation, Wind Tribulation, Lost Tribulation, etc. "
Baihe looked for a few more books, looked at it, and said: According to records, The Tribulation will cleave people whose strength exceeds this interface into ashes until their souls are scattered. However, when the robbery is launched for a certain period of time, the two interfaces will be opened, and a transmission channel for ascending to the spirit world will appear. If the cultivator successfully enters the passage, he will be able to survive the catastrophe safely, and the catastrophe will not pursue it again. But if the cultivator was already so injured that he could not enter the passage, he would be chopped down by the robbery until he died too much. "
Nodding clearly, Yang Feng understood.
It's no wonder that after he came into this world, he only saw the highest level 50 masters. Those who were over 50 were either killed or moved.
Is this tribulation easy? "
How can it be easy to cross? At least judging from the records in the book, this tribulation is definitely a lifetime of nine deaths. Many people didn't even have a chance to get to the ascending channel to open, and they lost their souls. Some of them finally passed the time and saw the passage, but because they were too badly injured and physically exhausted, they couldn't fly in. They just stared at the passage and were smashed to death. From ancient times to the present, it is really rare to be able to ascend successfully. "
Baihe looked through the ancient books, and couldn't help sighing: It's just that the book says that this interface usually produces three or four tribulations every five to six hundred years. Regardless of success or failure, it will always come out. However, these people have not been recorded in books over the past two thousand years, and such masters have not been heard in the past several hundred years. This old man is only recorded in books three thousand years ago. It's strange, is it that there are no more masters who have thin aura for nearly two thousand years? "
Oh, how could it not? It's just being cut off halfway, cut!
Yang Feng listened to the time period when this master disappeared, and then thought about the time when Qiu Xiaotian made his debut, and immediately understood everything.
For nearly two thousand years, anyone with a little talent was either absorbed by the Nether Hall, or was destroyed by the Nether Hall, and was tricked into betraying their souls.
And their souls belonged to the evil gods, so how could they be qualified to survive the catastrophe?
To put it bluntly, those who become slaves have long lost the qualifications to determine their own destiny, let alone go to the spiritual world.
It's just that Lao Tzu's current strength has long been incompatible with the world, why didn't he guide himself to ascend without a catastrophe?
Yang Feng frowned, thinking.
Suddenly, with a scream, a dark shadow drew across, and bowed and said: Report to the master that something happened to the main altar. "
Yang Feng's brows condensed, and his face sank.
After hearing everything reported by his subordinates, Yang Feng raised his hand and tapped his head gently, muttering: You mean... they call my second brother Gongzi? Even said to take him home? "
Yes, they were very respectful to the second master, and they were extremely strong. Our disciples, including several Dharma kings, didn't know what was going on, so they all fainted. "
Damn, they are from the spirit world again. It's just that my second brother has also become a spiritual world? They were obviously adopted by my father, how can they be so coincidental..."
Yang Feng was suspicious, but not worried about the safety of the two.
After all, this time Yang Xiaoyi and Yang Yuchan disappeared. It was different from last time. This time, their family members took them away. Their lives should be worry-free.
It's just that two spirit world orphans descend to the realm at the same time, which makes Yang Feng feel that the things inside are by no means simple.
No, I'm going to the spirit world to make it clear!
With his fists tightened, Yang Feng's eyes flashed brightly, and he shouted: Old man Baihe, do you know how to get to the spirit world? "
I just said, wait for the catastrophe! "
Hi, if I can wait until the catastrophe, I won't ask you! "
Rolling his eyes, Yang Feng thought again: Brother Saint Ancestor, you have a lot of knowledge, do you have a way? "
Wait for the catastrophe! "
I'm going, why are you the same? "
You are a BUG in this world, and the Tribulation System will not respond to you. So you can only sneak past when someone else crosses the robbery and opens the channel. "
With a chuckle, Saint Ancestor said leisurely: Besides, what can happen to them now with their family? You don't need to worry too much. At the very least, before going to the spirit world, everything here is arranged. Otherwise, once you disappear, the world that has just stabilized will be in chaos again. The conflict between the various forces has not yet completely stabilized. "
Nodded clearly, Yang Feng was right to think about it. Before things were arranged here, he couldn't get away.
As a result, Yang Feng temporarily gave up his plan to go to the spiritual world and began to work hard to stabilize the world.
Eliminate the remnants of Nether Hall and Long Xiaotian, actively develop business, improve the contradiction between the human race and the monster race, promote the doctrine of the holy fire, and strengthen people's faith.
Material construction and spiritual and moral construction are carried out simultaneously. Both hands must be grasped, both hands must be hard.
In this way, ten years later, the entire ten empires have been harmonious and thriving. Moreover, under the economic construction of the Yang family consortium, it quickly entered the modern and rapidly developing society.
Of course, the modern society here is not a modern society of electronic machinery, but a modern society of spells and instruments.
When Yang Feng put forward the idea of ​​applying magic techniques and magical tools to private construction, the people's entire lives have undergone earth-shaking changes.
In the past, these magic weapons were used for war and killing, but now they have become the driving force for social development.
There is no war in the entire world, only peace, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, with rich wealth.
All this was brought by Yang Feng, and his idols were built in every corner of the world.
Without compulsory propaganda by the local court, all the people would worship him.
Yang Feng's status has become a saintly existence in the entire continent...