"Demon? Are the people from the Demon Clan attacking here again? How many years have passed now!" At this moment, a thick voice suddenly sounded, as if a giant was suddenly talking in Liu Muqing's ear, which shocked him.

He raised his head in surprise and found that there were no people around him. Except for the countless statues, there was no trace of anyone around him. Only the burning flames of gods were constantly burning, just like the will of gods.

"Who are you? Where is this place?" Liu Muqing slowly calmed down, and then asked in his heart. He knew that the other party could definitely hear it. Since he could see what he was thinking, he would definitely hear his own question.

Sure enough, not long after the question arose, the thick voice sounded again, saying, "I am the guardian here. You can call me Yan. Don't you have an answer in your mind? Okay, let me tell me the current situation of the demon clan. This is the most important thing!"

Liu Muqing was silent for a moment and sighed in her heart: It seems that she is really not wrong. This is indeed a tomb, but it is just the tomb of an immortal. Like the prison he saw at the beginning, it is the place where the immortal passed away.

"The people of the demon clan are still in the cultivation world. They have not broken the barriers of the realm and should not be able to enter the spiritual world. Before I ascended, the human race has already gained certain advantages, but I don't know what the result is now!" Liu Muqing told the other party what he knew.

After hearing this, Yan couldn't help but ask strangely: "The cultivation world? Ascension? Isn't this place a lower realm? Why did the cultivation world and spiritual world appear again? What do you say? I don't know what happened in the middle!"

Liu Muqing suddenly realized in his heart that it seemed that the establishment of the tomb was before the immortal defeated the demon clan. Otherwise, he would not have known these things. He slowly explained and told the other party all the things such as the realm established by the immortal.

Gradually, Yan fell silent, as if he was digesting the impact of these things on him. After a long time, he couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that things in this world would change to this point. The powerful immortals back then actually did this. This is undoubtedly digging their own grave!"

Liu Muqing couldn't help but wonder that the purpose of doing this was to stop the invasion of the demons. How could it be considered to be digging a grave? Moreover, because of the existence of the realm, it was indeed impossible for the demons to launch a large-scale attack. Their purpose had been achieved, which was a wise decision. How could it be digging a grave in his mouth?

Yan then explained: "You don't come from the fairy world, of course you don't know. To put it bluntly, the immortals are actually evolved from mortals. They practice, swallow the clouds and spit out mist, comprehend the great way, and slowly accumulate to become immortals. Then, because their strength is too strong, the mortal world cannot accommodate them, so they open up the fairy world. But in the end, the immortals are still from the mortal world. Only monks who have experienced three disasters and nine difficulties in the mortal world can be called real immortals. Those monks who were born in the fairy world cannot be considered immortals. Even if they are strong and washed very clean by the immortal power, they cannot be called real immortals without the baptism of the way of heaven.

Now the gates of the fairy world and the mortal world are closed, and the mortal world is divided into two parts. The spiritual world and the cultivation world have appeared. Although it has prevented the invasion of the demons in disguise, it has also cut off the inheritance of the immortals. At least it will be more than several times more difficult. Let me ask you, have anyone ascended to become an immortal in the past tens of thousands of years, and have anyone ever truly become an immortal?"

Faced with Yan's questioning, Liu Muqing was speechless, and he replied embarrassedly: "It's true that there are more than ten Mahayana monks in the past tens of thousands of years, but there are no ones who can truly ascend to immortality. Now, in this spiritual world, even Mahayana masters cannot be found everywhere. The truly dominant figure is just a powerful man in the Hedao period, but it's a bit sad!"

Yan laughed, and there was a bit of a desolate feeling in his laughter. He slowly said: "That's true. It's true that everything in the lower world wants to ascend to the immortal world, it is undoubtedly difficult to ascend to the immortal world. Only those who have real opportunities can ascend to the immortal world. However, one such person may not appear for hundreds of thousands of years. If someone in the demon world breaks the barriers and attacks the immortal world, what do they use to resist these demons, they may be slaughtered in large numbers!"

Yan's words were dull, but in front of Liu Muqing, there was a picture of a sea of ​​corpses and blood. It seemed that countless immortals were killed by the demons. Their proud heads were cut off by swords and then made into thrones, with blood flowing all over the ground and screaming sadly.

"I think I should do something!" Suddenly Liu Muqing said, as if a voice began to guide him in the dark, causing him to fall into a state of silence, and it seemed that a special responsibility suddenly fell on him, making him feel particularly heavy, but he also felt worthy of madness.

"Um?"

Yan suddenly showed a look of surprise, and his eyes looked at the handsome monk in front of him. Although his strength was as weak as an ant in his eyes, he seemed to see the shadow of a person at this moment. That person was famous all over the world in the fairy world back then and was an extremely unparalleled existence.

"There is actually a trace of charm of that young man, and he is also a person of the inheritance of that sect. Perhaps this was destined to be there in the dark. Everything ends with him and will start with him!" Yan thought secretly in his heart.

Suddenly, Liu Muqing felt that he could move a little, first with his fingers and then his whole body. The magic power that had been unable to respond to his summons for a long time suddenly waved like an arm. He couldn't help but be ecstatic and then stood up and looked at his hands in surprise.

"Well? How can you stand up? Hello, kid, what method did you use to stand up? Tell me quickly. Maybe I can consider saving your life!" Manji looked at Liu Muqing in surprise, and then he couldn't help but feel happy. He ordered Liu Muqing a little arrogantly, as if his words had been a great reward to this ant.

Wei Daoxiang next to him looked at Manji like a fool, with a strong disdain on his face. After a long time, he said, "Boy, I don't know him. You can do whatever you want. He is not a human race. Even if you kill him, you won't cause trouble!"

Manji was stimulated by Wei Dao's words, looked at Wei Dao with contempt and said, "Wei Madman, why are you crazy? Do you think he may be able to kill me? Even though his magic power is as good as before, don't forget that we are all people baptized by the Great Dao, those who have experienced three disasters and one difficulty, only need to endure the remaining eight difficulties to ascend to become immortals. Why can he destroy my **? Even if I stand here and let him beat him, do you think he can hit him?"

Manji does have his reason for being powerful. The cultivators of the Hedao stage are different from those of other classes. They need to endure three disasters and nine difficulties. If they pass them all in the middle, their strength will increase greatly. If they are not strong enough and die in the heavenly tribulation, they will die. If they are lucky, they can retain their souls and become cultivating the Sanxian. However, the Sanxian needs to go through the baptism of the Nine Heavenly Tribulation before they can ascend. It is extremely terrifying every once in a thousand years.

Manji has experienced three disasters and one difficulty. He has been refined by the power of the heavenly way and has become extremely powerful. Even the golden body of Buddhism is not as good as him. It is extremely difficult to destroy it. Only cultivators of the same level can break the body and hurt his internal organs. Therefore, he is so powerful and order Liu Muqing with a domineering attitude.

"I'll wait for you in the temple!"

As soon as Liu Muqing stood up, he heard Yan's voice ringing in his ears. He then understood that the reason why the other party was willing to let him go was probably because he had something to do, but just as he was thinking about what was going on, Manji's voice suddenly rang.

After hearing Manji's words, Liu Muqing's smile became even stronger. He looked at Manji and said, "What the senior said is indeed correct. I'm afraid I'm going to kill you, but there are some things that you may not be able to stop, such as if I made a stinky butt in front of your face, or just pulling a bunch of bastards on top of your head. Do you say these things can you stop me? You can't move even if you move!"

"You...you dare!!!"

Manji's face changed drastically in an instant, and his whole face seemed to be burned red. Some delicate sweat stains even appeared on his pig's liver-colored face. He stared at Liu Muqing tightly, and there was a strange emotion in his eyes flowing in it.

Such a threat is even more uncomfortable than killing him. As long as the two of them do not die in this place, then Manji's reputation in this life will be completely destroyed. Even if he can kill this person, he will have to live with a ridiculous name for his whole life. This is not only for him, but also for the feather clan.

"Hahaha... OK! Boy, you can actually come up with such a punishment method. You are so good. Don't be afraid of this person's revenge. As long as you dare to do it, then my Huoshi will definitely protect you. Don't worry, I'll be optimistic about you!" Wei Dao began to tempt Liu Muqing, and his eyes kept flowing back and forth on Liu Muqing and Manji, with a strong smile in his eyes, as if he could not wait to see the other party's jokes.

How could Liu Muqing not know about Wei Dao's vicious thoughts? To be honest, if he was Wei Dao at this time, he would definitely be more pleasing than him, and even hesitated to use treasures to tempt the other party to do such things. This is a strange event that may not happen in the world of cultivation for thousands of years.

However, as the protagonist of the incident, he had to consider the subsequent impact of this matter. He could use this to threaten Manji, but he could not really do such a thing. First of all, this is a disgraceful person after all. He squatted on the heads of others to shit. Such things only exist in novels. If he really did it, he would still be a little shy. Besides, he had to consider Manji's identity and strength. If he really did this in anger, the two of them would definitely die, and even become mortal enemies with the Feather Clan and him. As for the protection Wei Dao said, he didn't care at all. Being under the will of others was not something he could do.

"You'd better stop instigating me anymore, because this will make me remember that the first person to kill me was you. I couldn't help but want to spray a hot stream on your face!" Liu Muqing looked down at Wei Dao, then said calmly, and even grabbed the bottom of his palm, as if he was feeling whether he had that intention.

For a moment, the scene was silent. Although Manji wanted to instigate Liu Muqing to do this, he was still afraid that the other party would squat on his head and poop, so he had no choice but to shut up. Although he was already very angry in his heart, he wanted to make this guy tight and could not be tight anymore.

Seeing that these two big men were speechless, Liu Muqing looked at the temple. The temple was extremely majestic and huge, as if there were really gods living inside. Terrifying pressure kept coming out from it, giving people the feeling of wanting to worship.

"It's okay to go in and take a look. From the conversation just now, we can know that this guy should have no malice towards me. As for the reason I want to see me, it may be because I am the descendant of Bai Yujing. This may bring some relationship closer, and maybe I can also obtain some inheritance!" Liu Muqing thought secretly.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly looked at Wei Dao and the others again. He looked down and then squatted down. After a while of groping and making arrangements, he left the place with satisfaction. However, the two left behind were completely furious and even had the urge to destroy the world.

"The basic love is extremely good, but it's almost dusk. If such a set of images is spread to the spiritual world, it will definitely become a big news. All monks must circulate it. Even if I only charge a spirit stone symbolically, I can still be rich in the world. So, don't mess with me, otherwise I will make the "aggressive love" between you two to the world!"

Liu Muqing packed up his video magic ball with satisfaction, ignored the two of them's cannibalistic gazes, and then left a little under his feet, just like a gentle coming.

In the temple, various sacrifices filled with oriental charm are placed on it. There are three portraits hanging among them, just like three gods and demons who have created the world. They look at the void with their eyes, as if they see the distant mountains and rivers of the universe through the layers of time.

"Senior? This is..."

Liu Muqing walked into the temple, as if an ant had crawled into it, looking extremely small. He looked at the three huge portraits above and the mysterious formations catalogues around him. He even felt a little unsure of what to do. He called out softly, but there was only rumble and no one could see him.

"Worship the three immortal masters!"

The voice of Yan sounded slowly, and then a red light floated out from the portrait beside him, then turned into a huge figure. He came to Liu Muqing and looked down at him, and said in a muffled voice.

The art of change is also known as Liu Muqing. The temple is so huge that it can only worship it as big as Yan's body. At this moment, he no longer hesitated when he heard Yan say this. He pinched the magic trick in his hand, then pulled out a few incense sticks from the table, ignited the spiritual fire, and worshiped sincerely.

"Yan, are these three immortal masters? They..." After the worship, Liu Muqing couldn't help asking for the doubts in his heart, but before he could finish speaking, Yan stopped him. He waved his hand and shot out a light of inspiration that enveloped him, and then rolled up him and disappeared into the scroll of the wall.

"This is……"

Liu Muqing's eyes lit up, and then he couldn't help looking around in surprise. He saw countless mist and clouds appearing in front of him, just like a real heavenly palace. There are many palaces here, and some fairies and great immortals can be seen vaguely.

"This is the world in painting that I created!"

A figure came to Liu Muqing quietly, but it was exactly like the Yan just now, but it seemed a little more real. He looked at the Yun San Yun Mie in front of him and couldn't help but sigh, as if there was endless pain.

"Why are you sighing for your senior?" Liu Muqing asked out loud.

Yan pointed to the clouds in front of him, and then said, "Do you know what are in those palaces?"

Liu Muqing turned his head and saw that some places seemed to be living in immortals. From time to time, there would be a flash of inspiration, and in some places there were even sword lights roaring out, which seemed extremely extraordinary.

He couldn't see through such a strange place for a moment, and couldn't help but shake his head and asked, "Sir, please help me solve my doubts!"

"This place is a small world I created. Although I cannot leave this place because of the imprisonment of the immortal magic, I can travel here. However, as time goes by, I found that some of the remaining souls of the immortal tomb seem to have been attracted to it. At first I was very excited. After all, as the master of this place, I can get some secrets among the remaining souls. This means that I can learn some immortal arts in disguise, but then I found that it was not entirely true. These immortals died in the hands of powerful demons, and before they died, they all had a strong sense of unwillingness. Although they have died, they still have endless hostility gathered in it. If there were only one or two people, I might be able to bear it, but as the number of people increases, I found that this power of cause and effect has suppressed me a little!"

Yan shook his head helplessly, looked at the noble palaces and couldn't help but sigh again, then looked at Liu Muqing and said, "I will introduce you to this place. First, I want to see what you are the descendant of Bai Yujing, and second, I want you to help me to relieve this pain!"

Liu Muqing looked at the ethereal clouds and mists, and looked at the palaces among countless clouds, but she didn't know that those obsessions were actually immortals.
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