A fairy godmother just wants to be beautiful alone

Chapter 341 The Great Chaos in the Gray Fog Sea (4000 words chapter)
"The avenues of this world are poisonous."

Bai Lu told the man opposite.

"The so-called Taoism is authentic, if you practice the Dao honestly, it is impossible to detach yourself. If you want to break through the wall and get out of the real way, you may have a greater chance of being heretic."

"Besides, compared to the techniques of various sects and sects in the nine worlds and ten directions, maybe the way of demons and ghosts is the real grand and righteous way?"

Bai Lu blinked and looked at him with a smile.

"At least some ghosts are born as real immortals. Do you know what that means?"

The man listened quietly, with a serious expression.

"In ancient times, the Nine Realms changed, and the Splendid World was the most damaged, and the Supreme Demon God Pillar was unique to the Splendid World..."

She paused and said meaningfully.

"Have you ever thought that those gray lights are not destroying the world in the first place, but are going towards those magic pillars?"

The young man on the opposite side lowered his head, thoughtful.

Bai Lu raised her eyes and glanced at the green leaves above her head.

The corners of the mouth curved slightly.

There are some things she didn't say.

That is the method of all the practice in the Nine Realms.

In fact, all of them come from the three Great Heaven Opening Dao Lineages.

The three great traditions of opening the sky are passed down from the three kings who opened the sky.

The nameless king, the invisible king.

And the indescribable Lord of the Creation Tower.

This, she did not say.

Presumably with the wisdom of the other party, sooner or later they will be able to guess.

Gray sea of ​​fog.

The clone of Immortal Nine Phoenixes fell into this mysterious and strange pale gray world like a huge star.

Then, it disappeared like a comet.

But his impact has only just begun.

The creatures in the gray mist that had eroded the world of cultivating immortals for millions of years encountered a catastrophe after the arrival of the golden phoenix.

The dense fog was pierced by dazzling golden light, and countless ghosts died under the majestic coercion of the Yuhua Immortal.

It was originally a mysterious, crowded, gray world filled with demons and ghosts.

At this moment, it becomes dead silent, dilapidated, and messy.

Just like the battlefield after the Great War, it was a scene of dilapidation and desolation.

Even the perennial fog has thinned out a lot.

A faint gray mist floats in the gray world, like a forest that is on fire, and is suddenly hit by a torrential rain.

On the land after the disaster, blue smoke floated like ghosts.

Outside the gray world, several figures slowly approached in the void.

They are Primordial Spirit monks in the world of cultivating immortals, following the phantom of the golden phoenix.

With various purposes, they squatted outside the gray mist, never daring to approach.

Until the gigantic golden phantom entered Geshi Mountain, the gray mist regained its tranquility.

Only then did they dare to approach cautiously and enter the sea of ​​gray mist.

Along the way, they saw the desolate space and the ruins of the broken earth, and their hearts were shaken.

The mysterious and dangerous sea of ​​gray fog.

It has always been a forbidden place in the world of cultivating immortals.

Now it is empty, like a deserted courtyard full of people, completely exposed in front of them.

The thick gray mist dissipated, leaving only the thin gray mist lingering like a tulle.

The field of vision is wide, and you can still see the pale gray horizon at the end of the line of sight from a distance.

Some people swallowed their saliva, unable to believe it.

"The sea of ​​gray mist was wiped out by that... just like that?"

No one spoke, and everyone was immersed in incomparable shock.

Even if they are Yuanshen Shenjun.

Facing the mighty power that is changing the world today, I can't help but feel swayed, and I can't help myself.

Faintly, they could still feel the vast and supreme coercion remaining in the air.

That is a power completely different from that of the world of cultivating immortals.

"Is this the power of a fairy?"

Their hearts trembled.

Looking at the empty and vast gray world, everyone slowly walked inside.

The further they walked in, the more shocked the expressions on their faces became.

Silence, silence, still silence.

It's so clean here.

Those ghosts who looked extremely difficult and terrifying in the world of cultivating immortals all disappeared like snow shadows under the scorching sun.

Whether it is danger, demon king, natural disaster, lifelessness, or destruction of the world, they all disappeared.

Even those huge gray hills, gray mountains, gray peaks, and gray mountains all fell apart one after another as if they didn't exist, and not even a little residue could be seen.

Even the golden phantom that covered the sky and the sun disappeared.

It was as if the golden phantom rushed into the sea of ​​gray mist, and after sweeping through it like a storm, it suddenly disappeared.

Look at this empty gray world and broken earth.

It was hard for them to imagine how terrifying the power of that terrifying existence had erupted.

A group of Yuanshen monks walked for a long time in the gray fog world.

Still no danger encountered.

Gradually let down his vigilance, began to build up his courage, and headed deeper into the gray mist.

They all looked excited, with a hint of excitement and curiosity on their faces.

To be honest, since ancient times when the heavens changed and the world was isolated by immeasurable gray light, very few people in the world of cultivating immortals have penetrated as deep as the sea of ​​gray mist.

Even if all the people present were the primordial gods and gods, they couldn't help but feel a little fresh and exciting.

All the way unimpeded, until they encountered a huge ruins.

There are ruins and the earth is broken.

The toppled halls are like mountains piled up on the ground.

Looking at the waste soil and bricks that have been washed away for millions of years and have completely lost their spiritual light.

Many Yuanshen monks could not help but shrink their pupils slightly.

"Is that the broken cave ruins from ancient times?" Someone's voice trembled.

"That's right, look at the style of those buildings, it does have the style of ancient schools."

"It is rumored that there are countless ruins of caves and paradise in the sea of ​​gray mist. Now that I see it, the rumors are indeed true."

A group of Primordial Spirit cultivators shook violently.

Looking at each other, the figures turned into streaks of light and fell into the ruins.

"That's right, this is the sea of ​​gray mist, rumored to be the center of the Splendid World."

"I heard that in ancient times, the area between the two supporting heavenly mountains was the most prosperous. In the folded space, there were countless blessed lands."

"This is where most of the caves in the Splendid World gather."

"According to the Zongmen classics, the sky changed suddenly in the ancient times. Many sects' caves fell from the space, and many treasures did not move..."

Thinking of this, the eyes of many primordial gods and gods glowed, looking for anything usable in the ruins.

After a while, they showed regret again and withdrew from the ruins.

"It's a pity that everything was destroyed by the changes in the sky. Even if there are some spiritual creatures, they can't withstand the erosion of the gray mist for millions of years."

Someone looked at the ruins in front of them with regret.

Someone else held a shard of a magic weapon with a dull luster.

Said with regret.

"This is a Void Returning Spiritual Treasure. The refining method has long been lost in the world of cultivating immortals, but now it has become broken bricks and tiles, and because it is exposed to the gray fog, even the spirituality inside has disappeared. Even if it is re-smelted , and only one furnace of waste residue can be smelted."

A group of Yuanshen monks were extremely disappointed.

But no one is discouraged.

This is just the edge of the gray mist sea.

Deeper in the sea of ​​gray mist, there are more ruins.

After all, they saw it too.

This ruin is just a corner of the fragments of the cave, not the real inheritance.

Presumably there will be real treasures in the core areas of those caves.

Anything that can withstand the erosion of the gray mist for millions of years is still fresh.

That must be a great treasure.

The eyes of many Primordial Spirit cultivators shine.

They looked at the gray world in front of them, as if they saw a treasure waiting to be developed.

Everyone is aware of the value of the gray mist sea.

"In the depths of the sea of ​​gray mist, there will definitely be ancient treasures in the core places of those caves."

"Maybe we can find many lost ancient secrets."

A group of Yuanshen monks had fiery eyes.

They cheered up.

They spread out tacitly, and scattered towards every corner of the gray fog sea.

Some people continued to walk in, wanting to search the important venue before others came.

See if you can get lucky.

Some people directly sent a signal to tell the forces where they were about the situation here.

Someone looked excited, passing through the fog like a sharp arrow, and it seemed that the purpose was very clear.

The originally dead gray sea of ​​fog suddenly became lively again.

The news quickly spread outside, and then spread throughout the world of cultivating immortals.

The nine sects shook.

The ten ancient clans shook.

The major forces in the mainland of China shook.

From time to time, a powerful momentum streaked across the sky above the world of cultivating immortals, descending on the sea of ​​gray mist.

In the world of ghosts and ghosts, there are many monks shuttling in it.

There were also some Nascent Soul Golden Core monks who came to join in the fun.

The news among monks is extremely sensitive.

Many people realize that this is probably the biggest development since the Middle Ages.

Think about how many sects were buried in it in ancient times.

As long as there is a complete treasure inside, or an ancient inheritance, it will definitely turn around and flourish.

Even if some waste gold and treasure are remelted, it is still a huge fortune.

Maybe the Yuanshen Qi doesn't like it, but it is also a windfall for Yuanying Jindan.

Not to mention that some materials have disappeared in the world of cultivating immortals.

Even Yuanshen Shenjun was jealous of those precious materials.

Soon countless monks came.

Gray sea of ​​fog.

This restricted area for human beings, which everyone has heard of in the past, has become a paradise for monks in a few days.

Countless adventurers came to pan for gold, and even some Jindan, and even foundation-building monks also came to try their luck.

At first everyone lived in peace.

The sea of ​​gray fog is big enough.

Everyone is hurrying to find opportunities.

A group of monks scattered in the gray world, like a rain in the sea.

However, as monks from the world of cultivating immortals continued to come in, friction among the cultivators increased.

As everyone's goals converged more and more to the core areas of those blessed lands and caves, the battles between monks became more and more frequent.

Until someone found a pill furnace in the broken cave core of the ancient Yuan Danmen, the whole sea of ​​gray mist boiled completely.

It was a golden pill furnace with three legs and two ears.

As soon as it was born, the dazzling precious light shot straight into the sky, and the rich Danxiang wafted for thousands of miles.

All over the sea of ​​gray mist, countless monks all sensed it and looked up one after another.

This treasure seems to lack spiritual energy due to its long-term isolation in the sea of ​​gray mist. Once it was born at this time, it immediately swallowed the spiritual energy in the world like a long whale sucking water.

For a moment, the aura vibrated, and the fragrance of Dan filled the air.

I saw streams of heaven and earth spiritual energy pouring into the pill furnace in the sky like a dragon, and the gorgeous precious light set off the entire pill furnace with clouds and clouds, and the aura was dazzling.

The golden alchemy furnace bathed in precious light is filled with clouds, light and rain are scattered, and various runes flicker and swim on the furnace wall, faintly showing the phantoms of various pills and formulas.

Many well-informed monks couldn't help shrinking their pupils when they saw it.

"This is... the Emerald Treasure!"

"It is the most precious Yangyuan Furnace of the ancient Yuandan Gate!"

"It is engraved with the experience of the top alchemists of the Yuan Dan sect in the past. This is the inheritance treasure of the ancient Yuan Dan sect!"

Many people exclaimed.

At the same time, the golden alchemy furnace hummed in midair.

Following the movement of the runes on the furnace wall, the furnace cover was opened, and as a beam of light pierced the sky, a fragrant fragrance of dandelion permeated the sky and the earth.

Everyone feels refreshed, relaxed physically and mentally, the pores of the whole body will be opened, and the old ailments will be cured.

Many big monks couldn't help but their eyes lit up.

"Good baby!"

"Even the breath remaining in the pill furnace is so strong, I'm afraid the pill refined from it will be even more extraordinary."

At this time, a big hand manifested in the sky and earth, grabbing towards the pill furnace.

At the same time, an old voice sounded in the world.

"Everyone, we are the direct lineage of the ancient Yuandan sect. I want this Yuanyang Furnace."

Everyone saw a white-haired old man with fluttering clothes coming from afar. He was full of immortality, and he could smell a fresh fragrance of medicine from afar.

The white-haired old man's breath was deep and thick, looking at the golden alchemy furnace emitting precious light in mid-air, he was faintly excited.

Directly manifesting a big hand in mid-air, it is necessary to directly take away the alchemy furnace.

Unexpectedly, it was directly interrupted by another big hand.

A deep sneer came.

"Old man Wan Ling, Yixian Valley only obtained a few alchemy scriptures from the ancient Yuan Dan sect, like pretending to be a Yuan Taoist to pass on the Taoist tradition?"

A red-haired middle-aged man with a stern face walked out of the space, his aura also surging and calm.

He looked at the white-haired old man coldly, with a mocking face.

"My Medicine King Hall was founded by the disciples of the ancient Yuan Dan sect, and is the direct descendant of the Yuan Dan sect whose roots are Zhengmiaohong. Old man Wan Ling, didn't your inheritance of the Immortal Medicine Valley come from the ancient Dan Ding sect? Why, for the sake of other people's treasures Deceive the master and destroy the ancestors?"

The old man was not annoyed when he heard the words, and said with a smile.

"Junior Brother Xuanyuan, now is not the time for infighting, don't let your comrades see the joke."

"What kind of junior brother, don't come here to get close, if you want to confuse me with the treasure of Yuan Dan sect, it's better to see Zhengzhang."

As he said that, the red-haired middle-aged man hit the white-haired old man with one fist, and stretched out his big hand towards the golden alchemy furnace at the same time.

Seeing the huge flaming fist manifesting in the sky, like a huge flaming mountain, pressing towards him, the white-haired old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and at the same time a green light flew out, exuding the fragrance of green grass.

A battle of primordial spirits broke out immediately.

"It's the Supreme Elder Wan Ling Patriarch of Immortal Medicine Valley."

"There is also Xuanyuan Shenjun, the former master of the Yaowang Palace."

"These two families are deadly rivals, and now they must not stop dying in order to raise Yuan Furnace."

Not only the Immortal Medicine Valley and the Palace of the King of Medicine, but also more and more ancient ruins were developed by the public cultivators.

From time to time, ancient treasures are born, causing a lot of competition among the cultivators.

Some people said it was left by their own sect, while others said it was their ancestral treasure.

Anyway, it has been millions of years since ancient times, and when you talk about it, they all have some origins, and they are paradoxical. The public says that the public is right, and the woman says that the woman is reasonable, and the whole thing is a mess.
Some didn't even talk about reasoning, and directly robbed them.

Some conflicts erupted between the Valley of the Immortal Medicine and the Palace of the King of Medicine, and new and old grudges were counted together.

All over the sea of ​​gray and fog, there was a sudden gust of blood and blood.

Various forces, all kinds of monks, a great chaos.

In the deepest part of the sea of ​​gray mist, connected to the gray cloud space of Geshi Mountain, several giant gray eggs standing in the space trembled slightly.

Disturbed by the golden phoenix.

Waking up completely from a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)