Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1846 Sacrifice to Heaven
Seeing Li Shan asking, Liu Qinghuan did not hide it. Besides, if the Haotian Purgatory Tower appeared in the world, it would not be hidden from anyone.

He briefly talked about how Mu Yinyin had been trapped in the tower for hundreds of years and how she had just been teleported out a few days ago, and then said:
"It's just that when you come out of the tower, you are randomly teleported to a location, and you have to enter from the bottom door of the tower. But now, it's no problem to come out, but I don't know where to go in, because the Clear Sky Purgatory Tower is nowhere to be seen!"

Li Shan was stunned for a moment, then stood up suddenly!
"Wait, Haotian Purgatory Tower?! Let me think, I have some impression of this name, I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

At this time, they were falling to the ground on the clouds. He turned back and forth twice on his cloud, muttering something, and suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned his head and said with a look of doubt: "I remember... Brother Liu, you are kidding, the Clear Sky Purgatory Tower has appeared?! The Purgatory Tower built by the Clear Sky Immortal Emperor himself?"

Liu Qinghuan was watching with great interest and laughed, "Yes, that's the tower!"

Li Shan was stunned for a moment again, and went over the information about the Haotian Purgatory Tower he had seen in ancient books, but he still found it a little unconvincing.

After calming himself down, he drove the cloud over and said, "Did you just say that the Clear Sky Purgatory Tower was nowhere to be seen when it was supposed to appear?"

Liu Qinghuan nodded and said, "That's why I plan to go there again to see why."

He then expressed his own guess: "I suspect it has something to do with the black hole in space. The outside space is too unstable, so the entrance to the Haotian Purgatory Tower cannot be opened."

Li Shan pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps it has something to do with the migration of Tiandu Realm. I have read some records that the location where Haotian Purgatory Tower appears each time is not fixed in one place, but is always near Tiandu Realm.

However, the Tiandu Realm is changing its position every day, and all the teleportation arrays in the realm have become ineffective. Perhaps the tower has also been affected by this."

"Hmm... makes sense!" Liu Qinghuan suddenly realized, "But I was wrong. I only considered the impact of the spatial black hole and forgot that the Haotian Purgatory Tower has a deep connection with the Tiandu Realm."

Li Shan smiled and said, "I am just guessing. We have to go to Tiandu Realm to investigate the specific reasons."

He looked around and said in a low voice:

"The Purgatory Tower is said to have been built by the Immortal Emperor Haotian himself. It has nine hundred and ninety-nine floors. It not only imprisoned many great monsters and beasts from the ancient times, but also immortals and demons!"

Seeing Li Shan's face full of excitement that he couldn't suppress, just like his reaction when he just learned the news about the Haotian Purgatory Tower, Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile, but decided to pour some cold water on him.

"So what? Didn't the Purgatory Tower later become a well-known trial ground? After repeated raids, the bones of the prehistoric monsters may have been picked up clean. I'm afraid there won't be many good things left for you and me!"

"Tsk tsk! Are you playing tricks on me?" Li Shan glanced at him and said, "If there is nothing good, why are you so anxious to investigate the matter of the tower gate not being opened?"

Nodding at Liu Qinghuan, he laughed and scolded: "If you have the guts, don't go when the tower opens!"

"That's impossible!" Liu Qing laughed and said, "There are no great monsters in the ancient world, but there are still their descendants. The Purgatory Tower has long been a world of its own, and now that it has been nurtured for so many years, there may be tens of thousands of years of spiritual herbs and trees!"

“Hahahaha!” Li Shan laughed loudly, then pretended to be mysterious and lowered his voice, “It is said that most Mahayana cultivators can only reach the 800th floor at most. Above the 900th floor, one must have a Mahayana cultivation level or above to dare to break through!”

Liu Qinghuan's mind moved: "You don't want to..."

Li Shan took out a folding fan at some point, opened it with a snap, and said confidently:
"It's hard to say! I've never been in the Purgatory Tower, so I don't know if the rumors are true or not. We'll see when the time comes!"

Then I thought about the fact that I still didn’t know where the tower was, and I started to worry again.

"You think the tower will disappear because of the space catastrophe?"

"That shouldn't be the case, right?" Liu Qinghuan said, "I'm planning to let the disciples enter the tower for training!"

Li Shan's eyes lit up: "Yes, the first one or two hundred floors of the tower are very suitable for low-level disciples to practice!" He sighed: "It must be those ancient masters who built a tower with 999 floors. It's a spectacle!"

Liu Qinghuan agreed, "Yes, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was also abundant at that time, and all kinds of natural treasures were everywhere, so such a magnificent tower could be built." Li Shan turned his eyes and began to ask about Mu Yinyin's experience in the tower...

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Jiuzang Mountain.

After several days of emergency repairs, the palace destroyed in the beast tide has been largely rebuilt, but traces of the war are still visible everywhere on the mountain and cannot be cleared away in a short time.

But this did not affect the jubilant atmosphere that swept across the entire Zhuming Sea. Countless cultivators flocked to Jiuzang Mountain, and the market at the foot of the mountain was crowded with people everywhere.

“Ding! Ding! Ding~”

The sky is clear and the air is bright, the blue sky is boundless, and the solemn bell sounds echo across the heaven and earth.

The crowd gradually quieted down and everyone raised their heads to look at the top of the mountain.

The bells, stone instruments and feather flutes sound, and the fragrance wafts up to the sky.

"It's too far away, I can't see anything!"

Outside the mountain gate, someone stood on tiptoe to gaze into the distance, but the mountain was high and the snow was deep, making it difficult to see the fairy palace.

His friend beside him teased him, "I told you to kill a few more monsters, but you were afraid of death. Otherwise, you could have gotten some credit and went up the mountain to attend the celebration banquet!"

The man chuckled and was about to speak when he saw a group of Wenshi sect disciples holding swords coming out of the mountain gate. The leader had a stern and unfathomable look on his face.

"Boundless Sword Master!" Someone recognized him and exclaimed.

Lu Enming walked to the front of the mountain gate and waved his hand. Then his followers escorted out a dozen or so people. All of them were chained and had shackles on their backs.

"Bang bang bang!" These people were forced to kneel down and lined up in a row in front of the mountain gate.

Everyone was startled and stepped back. Seeing that the disciples of the Wenshi Sect did not make any other moves, they all looked at those people and the wooden signs behind them curiously.

Their cultivation abilities were sealed, they were unable to speak, and their expressions were filled with panic and despair.

"Did these people commit any crime?" someone asked.

"It seems like he is going to be executed in public?"

"Look at that man! Isn't that Demon Lord Evil Moon, a Mahayana cultivator?"

The crowd was in an uproar. No wonder Wuya Sword Master showed up in person. Jiuzangshan was actually going to execute a Mahayana cultivator in public? !

A disciple of the Wenshi Sect stepped forward and answered everyone's questions: "Half a month ago, when the beast tide besieged Jiuzang Mountain, these people took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in and attack our Wenshi Sect, destroying our mountain gate and killing our disciples. Their crimes deserve death! Now we should behead them and display their heads to the public, to offer sacrifice to the heroic spirits of heaven and earth, to serve as a warning to others!"

At this time, the bell rang again, and the ceremony of offering sacrifice to heaven officially began. Liu Qinghuan's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

"Heaven and earth are equal, yet I only admire them.

Here I stand at the purple altar, seeking its path.

Respectfully perform sacrifices, and be happy and contented.
Embroidered Zhou Zhang, the Supreme God..."