Chapter 126:

Listening to this, Qingyuan felt confused.
A cultivator can break through the limit of the physical body and earn more lifespan than a mortal, which gives him the illusion that time can stagnate. He used to be the youngest disciple in his entire life, with a teacher in the top, and brothers and sisters who loved him. He even felt that he could live a long life without any pressure.
Until today, the senior sister in charge said this sentence. He suddenly recalled that the elders in the school had already left one by one.
No matter how young his face remains, he, who was a young man, has spent one hundred and fifty years, and he has truly come to a time when he has to take responsibility.
The gray-haired Qing Miu stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Senior Sister can last a few years. You should prepare well and figure out which path you will eventually lead the sect on."
The old lady walked up to Yuan Xianger, "If you want to go to Nanming, follow me and show you."
Yuan Xianger followed her on the mountain road.
In the back mountain of the Qing Dynasty, weeds are overgrown with frost and dew, and occasionally there are fox flies stalking, and abandoned stone carvings are vaguely visible among the withered vines and wild trees.
Such a scene made Yuan Xiang'er a little familiar. She recalled the scenes she had seen while walking in the world, those collapsed towers, abandoned idols, quietly waiting in the wilderness for the fate of being buried by time.
The old lady who is about to come to the end of the years slowly leads the way with a cane,
"Little girl, what are you going to do in Nanming?" she asked.
Yuan Xiang'er: "My master is there, I will look for him."
"Hehe, nonsense. There are only deep seas and monsters in Nanming, not a place where humans can stand. Who is your master, how could he stay there."
"My master's name is Yu Yao, and he is called Mr. Nature."
"Yu Yao?" The old lady Qingmiao stopped and turned her head. "Are you actually Yu Yao's disciple?"
"Master, do you know my master?"
"For people of our generation, who doesn't know the name of Mr. Nature." Qingmiao looked at Yuan Xianger and the others with a wrinkled face and smiled, "No wonder you have so many apostles. At the time, I thought that my husband could harmonize with the apostle because he was a demon. Now I see his apprentice, Mr. Fang Fu."
"Are you familiar with my husband?"
"Although I respect Mr. Nature, I am not familiar with him. Because he is a friend of the old thief of Miao Dao." Qing Miao mentioned that Miao Dao, who is also a well-known master teacher, seemed to be very upset. A little accent, "Miao Dao, don't you know? It's the dirty ghost of Dong Xuan Sect. He and I are rivals. Hey, but he is old as well as me. No matter how much you want to toss, it won't last a few years ."
Stepping on the dead branches and weeds in the field, Qingmiao brought Yuan Xianger and others to a deserted stone platform.
The stone platform was covered by moss marks, and it was vaguely visible that the cliffs were carved with multi-pattern charms, revealing an ancient majesty.
Qingmiao stood in front of the steps of the stone platform, "Your magic circle, of course, I don't think it is useful. But Ayuan is really happy. I can also be regarded as your elder, since you have the method to control the demons, then There is no reason for nothing. If you want to go to Nanming, I can help you. But the danger of Nanming is a lifeless one. You have to think clearly."
Yuan Xianger nodded: "Thank you, senior. I figured it out clearly."
Qingmiao lit the three-pillar incense, and after respectful worship, he inserted them on the ground in front of the steps. Recite Fajue in your mouth.
A curl of green smoke rose, and the entire stone platform suddenly lit up with a shallow luster, and a bright vertical line appeared in the middle of the space. The vertical line passed through the sky, and the lines that could communicate with the world slowly split, as if space. A gap was torn in front of everyone's eyes.
Revealing the other world on that end, through the gap, you can faintly see the scenery on the other end. This mountain forest is completely different. Sometimes it is a lively and splendid city, sometimes it switches to a rocky cliff, and sometimes it finally freezes into one piece. The vast sea.
"This is the teleportation circle used by the Patriarch back then. With this circle, the ground can be reduced to an inch, and it will reach the end of the world in a short time. But when passing through a different dimension, it is extremely dangerous. It depends on whether it can reach it smoothly. Your mana cultivation base still has luck. If you are not afraid, go up and try."
Yuan Xianger raised her leg and walked up the steps. Nan He and others naturally followed her.
When I first stepped on the stone platform, it was calm and quiet, and the teleportation circle was shining with a soft light.
Wu Yuan was talking in her ear, "Haha, now I can go to Nanming to have a look. That's a place my father has never been to. When he wakes up, you can brag with him."
Nan He was reaching out to her, "Take me, don't walk too fast alone."
Before Wu Yuan's voice fell, Yuan Xiang'er had no time to catch Nan He's hand, and the familiar palm suddenly disappeared. As soon as Yuan Xiang'er raised his head, there was no Nanhe, no black circles, no people in front of him. There was only an endless blank space. The lone stone platform stood quietly in the vast space, and above the stone platform was the space crack that connected the world.
The crack was like a door placed in front of Yuan Xiang'er, slowly opening, and the world at the other end of the door was a dazzling blue. The calling voices of Nan He, Wu Yuan and others sounded in Yuan Xianger's mind. They failed to follow in. Yuan Xiang'er, who was used to staying with her friends, was alone. She looked at the weird crack in front of her, with a moment of hesitation in her heart.
"Everyone advises you not to go to Nanming, why are you still here?" A tender voice sounded.
Yuan Xiang'er turned his head and saw the six or seven-year-old young god, he was sitting on the railing of the stone platform, looking at Yuan Xiang'er gently.
"In this world, there are always things that have to be done." Yuan Xianger said.
The young man raised his finger, and a little bit in the air, a drop of black ink appeared on the pale wall. The ink was outlined in lines and the shades were laid out, gradually drawing an ink painting scroll in the white world.
Yuan Xiang'er remembered that she had seen this kind of painting in the residence of the Taoist Taoism of Dongxuan. It was a mural that could change at any time, showing the past of the world.
"You are still young, maybe you don't know what kind of life humans are living when demons are ravaging the world. You can understand my intentions when you look at this picture." The boy said.
The picture scrolls constantly changing, showing mountains and rivers, huge monsters roaring and walking through it, ghosts wandering around the world, and the people living in it are suffering and difficult.
In the rich world of Lingqi, countless little people drawn by ink marks have become a reality, fighting against demons and ghosts, and the world is in endless war.
Among them, the sorcerer who looks like a child has a high level of cultivation, sympathizes with the suffering of the world, and finally separates the two lives from the outside and the inside with his own power.
"After this, the humans and demons have not disturbed each other, they have gradually moved away, and each has its own place. Is it better than before." The young gods stretched out his hands and his eyes were bright. "But as long as there is still aura in this world, it will continue to grow New demons are born, and humans will continue to have powerful monks, unless - completely cut off the circulation of spiritual energy in the world. Completely block the foundation of the spiritual cave."
As he spoke, the edge of the continent appeared on the scroll, and a whirlpool of spiritual power was slowly rotating in the depths of the vast sea to the south. This is the source of spiritual power on the earth, and all spiritual power in the floating world is here.
A huge black fish appeared on the screen,
Although that appearance is not familiar, Yuan Xiang'er's heart is inexplicable, and her intuition makes her feel that this is the main body of Master Yu Yao. She stepped forward two steps, holding her breath, but could only watch the black fish slowly approaching the vortex, and finally blocked her body to the source of the spiritual point without hesitation.
Yuan Xianger pointed at the screen and turned her head in shock.
The boy explained: "After I ascended, I left my body and spirit bones and refined them into a golden pill, which can prolong the life of mortals and have the effect of immortality. The only one in the world, there is no other. Your master, Yu Yao, will find me. Exchange it with the body."
Changing the four words with the body, like a thunder, thundered in Yuan Xianger's mind.
After shaking her mind for a moment, she gradually understood what it meant. In order to obtain the only elixir of life in the world, Master used his huge body to fill the spiritual cave on the seabed. So the teacher's life has been reached to the extreme, but she suddenly regained a new life, and Master Yu will never return without saying goodbye, the spiritual energy in the world has become increasingly scarce in the past few years.
"Kunpeng has become one with the sea point, and he can't get out until the end of time. This is what he is willing to do. Even if you go to Nanxun, what can you do?" The boy had a gentle expression and a childish tone, reaching out to Yuan Xianger. Shot, "Go back, this is not something you should care about."
"As a god, you can transform everything in the world." Yuan Xianger shook her head back, and touched her heart with her hand. "But you have also lost the disposition of being a human being, forgetting that every individual has her own joys and sorrows. No matter what it is, as Master’s apprentice, I will never let him be imprisoned on the bottom of the sea for thousands of years and will never be freed."
She turned and ran towards the space crack.
The gap that tears the space is like a huge door leaf. The road in the door leaf is an endless black light. Yuan Xiang'er flies in the black light. The road seems to never end. The sea blue at the exit hangs out of reach. The horizon.
On both sides are the chaotic world of emptiness and distortion, purple lightning and hurricanes sometimes flutter out, hitting Yuan Xianger's body, and the Pisces formation started to surround her early.
The powerful defensive array that has guarded her for many years and has never been breached by anyone, but in such an electric light and wind pressure faintly collapsed, one red and one black two small fishes, instead of the former leisurely and contented posture, quickly and quickly The ground swam around Yuan Xianger.
A thick purple lightning struck the Pisces formation, and the formation cracked a corner. The aftermath of the purple lightning hit Yuan Xiang'er. Yuan Xiang'er rolled on the ground, got up and wiped the blood red from the corners of her mouth, and continued to run forward. .
"Master, don't you need to stop her? Just let this child run to Nanming like this?" An elderly female voice sounded in the space.
The young man sat on the railing of the stone platform, watching the figure finally dashed to the bright exit, and plunged into the azure blue, "Let her go, she is the only variable in this world."
In the depths of the sea, there is a dark world,
It was too deep there, there was not a trace of light, and even the sound was absorbed by the darkness.
"Ashanti?"
A pair of eyes suddenly opened in the darkness,
"Axiang is in danger, stealing fat, go and help her."
"I'm not going, you've made this look by yourself, still have time to miss her?"