A conversation about the true girl Xiyue and the fourth disciples.

Ding Xing seemed to understand but not understand.

The human-faced worm also mentioned the Deep Space Catastrophe and the Eight Ancient Tribes. This worm is the survivor of the Catastrophe. It should have fled to the Full Moon Star Domain and defected to the White-haired Youth.

However, when this projection incident occurred, the human-faced worm must be in a coma and it could not communicate with the white-haired youth. Naturally, it was unclear that the eight ancient tribes were instigated by a monkey king and made a comeback and rekindled the deep space war.

In other words, the human-faced worm has never experienced the battle to attack the ancient star field that erupted in the projection.

Ding Xing guessed that this war should have ended in the failure of the Full Moon Star Domain. The real woman of Xiyue is very likely to die in battle. The four disciples received the news and followed the teacher's order to escape with Wenzong Xingchen.

But this star obviously did not escape successfully. It should have been destroyed. Otherwise, the human-faced insect asked Ding Xingji to lit up the star position when he was bloody, so he should not have responded without reaction.

The human-faced worm once calculated that the body of the soul no longer existed. Ding Xing believed that the body was broken when he was guarding the stars, and the soul was half dead and was silent in this world.

So, what kind of dangerous war has the soul experienced that led to the breaking of the body and the almost silent soul? Who built this world, where is the heaven and earth located, and what is the meaning of existence?

Ding Xing is looking forward to the answer.

But the projection has reached the end.

After the assignment of the four disciples, Xiyue Zhennv and his four disciples flew away from the top of the mountain alone.

The picture turned as soon as the raging fire was burning on the top of the mountain, the palace collapsed, and the dojo shattered.

The white-haired young man stood in the ruins, holding a nine-color battle axe in his hand, looking up at the sky.

The stars outside the sky fell one by one, turning into a rain of broken sparks and fires all over the sky, falling from the deep sky, hitting the top of the mountain and the earth below the mountain.

There is no place in the sight of the white-haired young man.

And the destruction continues.

Accompanied by a rumbling sound, a huge foot of Pang Guang suddenly fell from the sky, penetrated the layers of fire rain, and stepped on the top of the mountain with the momentum of the sky.

This high mountain peak was like a small mud ball under the feet of a giant. As soon as it stepped on it, it turned into a ball of turbulent dust. A violent hurricane overflowed from its feet and rushed to all directions. It destroyed the dead and destroyed the places where it passed, and all things were destroyed, and living beings died.

The white-haired young man was still alive, jumping up his huge feet, and soaring into the sky along his legs like a pillar. He held the battle axe in his hand tightly, slashing towards the unattainable and unstoppable giant's head.

The axe light flashed, and the projection came to an abrupt end.

Ding Xingji was speechless, thinking about whether he had killed the giant?

He was also very shocked.

The "Step on the Star" projected just now has unprecedented power, and it is like this ancient star creature that is far beyond his imagination.

Since he asked about the Tao, the strongest person he had heard of was a Chaoyuan period cultivator. He could perfectly cultivate the five energy Chaoyuan. Even if he knew that the world was invincible, the Chaoyuan magic power was probably not worth mentioning between giants stepping on the stars.

He couldn't help but wonder, what level did the white-haired young man's cultivation level reach? It is often circulated by fellow practitioners in the immortal world that after the five energys are perfected, the primordial spirit can be formed, but no one knows how many realms the primordial spirit has.

Ding Xing has just successfully formed a pill. Next, he will try to reach the mansion and strive for the Yuan Dynasty. Only by walking through these two natural barriers can he have the possibility of touching the soul.

It's too far away.

Ding Xing couldn't help but think: "If I were to inherit the complete memory of the soul and cultivate the five energys to the Yuanyuan, it would be easy to do, and it would be no longer a luxury to obtain the soul of the Tao."

Unfortunately, there are only so many memory projections sealed in the crescent moon wheel.

It only records the destruction of the stars of Wenzong.

Ding Xing wanted to understand a more comprehensive situation and probably had to refine the full moon wheel sacrifice.

These two wheels are originally one, with a projection inside the crescent moon wheel, and there must be a full moon wheel, but there is no way to collect all the three paper flowers in the short term.

These paper flowers are all coordinates that guide the direction. Ding Xing’s cultivation level cannot reach it, so he cannot sense the position of the paper flowers. Even if the cultivation level meets the requirements, the cave where the paper flowers are located may collapse, just like Zhanqing Lingquan and Baimei Shui Mansion.

Therefore, there are great uncertainties in the process of collecting paper flowers.

Instead of spending time restoring the full moon wheel, it is better to find another magic weapon in the natal world, perhaps the speed will be faster.

In the projection just now, the white-haired young man only used a battle axe treasure, which must be his most important magic weapon.

It happened that Ding Xing learned some clues. Since the news of the upcoming collision between Xilu and Tiandong spread all over the world, all monks were inquiring about the situation in Jiusu Xueyuan.

It is rumored that in ancient times, this snow field was not called "Jiusu". Its name was often changed because hundreds of large tribes lived in the snow field, and they were fighting each other for many years. Today you are king, tomorrow I am honored. There has never been a permanent power to govern the town until the emergence of the Jiusu tribe.

There are nine branches of the Jiusu Tribe, each of which is in charge of a magic weapon in the capital. Half of them are axes, and the remaining half are said to have been recast from the axes. These magic weapons not only have similar characteristics of battle axes, but also have the same axes. All of them are a wisp of alcohol to evolve into powerful magical powers.

The Jiusu Tribe relied on these magical artifacts to unify the snowfield, but that was a thing of the past countless years ago. When they joined forces to fight the snowfield, they were proficient in unity. When other tribes were conquered by them one by one, they then began to fight intra-fight.

At this time, the Jiusu tribe has exterminated three of them, and now there are six left. The strongest force is the Jingting Tribe. Their magic weapon Jingting Warhammer can release wine clouds, thunder and lightning.

The weakest force is the Chixiao tribe. Their magic weapon is the Chixiao divine axe. Because when the axe is released, the "Ten Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thousand-Thous

This Chixiao tribe is not guarded by the Zifu monks, and the priests are all in the Golden Elixir stage cultivation level. Ding Xing thinks it is not difficult to steal the Chixiao Axe.

The reason why Ding Xing was thinking about the magical artifact of the Jiusu Tribe was related to the battle axe driven by the white-haired young man in the projection.

When the white-haired young man first worshiped the battle axe, his body was pitch black all over. At first glance, he was refined with spiritual ink. When the magic power was injected into the axe, the axe would manifest nine colors and nine energy.

Wenzong's Moyu Sect is based on imperial wine. It is not difficult for Ding Xing to judge that the nine-colored axe of the white-haired young man is related to the magical artifact of the Jiusu Tribe.

In the projection, when the white-haired young man was holding the axe, he used an exclusive set of axe hexagrams. As long as Ding Xing learned this set of hexagrams, it would be easy to steal the Chixiao Axe.

When he gets the Chixiao Axe, he will first detect whether there is a projection in the axe. If so, he will continue to look for other artifacts.

In this way, he would not have to hang himself from the magic weapon of the full moon wheel when he traced his soul's memory.

Thinking about this, he released the projection again and began to watch again, capturing the axe and hexagram technique of the white-haired young man.

He was very excited to watch.

Little did they know that the Taoist man and the ghosts outside the cave were as anxious as ants in a hot pan.

"Fellow Daoist Ding has successfully formed a pill, why haven't he left the gate yet?" Guisan Cat paced back and forth at the door of Ding Xing's cave: "The late-stage Jindan monk broke the star door lock and was fighting with King Qingjuan like crazy. If Fellow Daoist Ding did not participate in the battle, his little babies would probably have their lives to worry about."

"Brother Xing didn't know that there was a war outside. He must have thought we were all in seclusion in the palace." Taoist Jiong was hesitating whether to open the door and notified Ding Xing.
Chapter completed!