Forgotten Immortal Emperor Zun

Chapter 17 Three Star Immortal Cultivator

"The Land Abandoned by the Gods refers to the land abandoned by the gods. The laws here are incomplete and the resources for cultivation are scarce, so it is difficult to cultivate higher powerhouses. The tomb of the gods is the tomb of the gods. Open it once, it is said that the inside is dilapidated, and there are some fragments of broken magical weapons, Taoist weapons, and divine weapons scattered everywhere, and there are almost no one who enters, of course, it is also full of countless opportunities."

"It's so dangerous inside, why are there dozens of foundation builders? Isn't there one out of ten?"

"Are there many? There were more than a few dozen people who entered that time. I heard that there were as many as a million people who entered at that time, but only a few dozen people came out, and the dozens of people who came out were only a few years away." , was eaten away by the dilapidated atmosphere inside."

"Then how did these dozens of people survive?"

"You go to ask your father, he also went in."

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"No one knows about this matter. Even if someone knows, it may be those hidden strong men. Maybe Yuan Zongzhu and your third uncle should also know about it."

"Then when will the tomb be opened next time?"

"Who knows."

"It's a deceitful place. After opening it, no one will want to go in again."

Yao Lao slapped Yuan Ye's little head fiercely: "It's fine to make nonsense on weekdays, how can you speak disrespect to such a holy and noble place? Faith is undoubtedly a sacred tomb that is enshrined by the world, since there is a true god, of course we should strive for the silver lining of the Great Dao."

Yuan Ye covered his head and looked at the teacher in surprise. Firstly, he was surprised by the respect his teacher kept for the dangerous place of Shentou. Peeping at the ray of mystery, Shenzuoka seems to be a bit of a godsend.

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"Teacher, I'll talk about these things later. I feel like I won't meet these big men for a while. Can the teacher tell me how monks use their spiritual power?"

Seeing that his student asked such a stupid question, Yao Lao said angrily: "What is the difference between the use of spiritual power by cultivators and the use of true energy by warriors? It's just that the places where energy is stored are different."

Yuan Ye suddenly wanted to give himself a slap in the face, how could he be so stupid, is it really like the later generations say that lines are separated like mountains?
Thinking in this way, he closed his eyes, and the method of the wordless celestial book gradually emerged in his mind. As the chanting began, the spiritual power in his body seemed to be instructed, jumping, and happily flowing from him He ran out of his dantian, and rushed straight to his wrist along a very strange path.

A muffled sound rang out in the study!
Yao Lao suddenly opened his eyes, only to feel that he was bounced by a strong spiritual force. He was not prepared, and was bounced to the wall abruptly. He spit out blood with a bang!
However, he didn't care about his injuries, as if he had frozen the frame, and looked at Yuan Ye who came to help him in surprise. Such a powerful spiritual power was actually the strength of a three-star cultivator.

Yao Lao woke up from the shock and waved his hands, indicating that nothing happened. He got up from the ground and touched the blood stains on his lips. At this moment, he looked at the little guy with weird eyes, and there were still a few traces that he couldn't explain clearly. the taste of.

He murmured to himself: "This fucking is only six years old..."

If he continues to practice, won't he have the opportunity to become the youngest foundation builder on this continent in the future.

The wooden door opened without wind, and a black image swept in like a black light.

Hei Ying lifted Kai Yuan Ye with one hand, put his fingers on Yao Lao's wrist, paused for a while and said coldly, "I'm not injured, I'm just flustered."

Then he said coldly to Yao Lao: "Yao Lao, you taught him the art of alchemy. I trust your level, but your cultivation level is the weakest among all the halls of the Immortal Fanzong. You are the weakest one in the cultivation process. It's best not to interfere, and today's affairs must be rotten in the stomach, otherwise I don't mind burying you in the ground to keep a secret."

Yao Lao seems to be a very inconspicuous and somewhat trivial gentleman in Wangxian Port, but in Xianfanzong, he is a very powerful figure. Even in this continent, he is a respected existence wherever he goes. When old man Feng said this, his old face couldn't help but gradually darkened.

Yao Lao said coldly with a dark face: "Of course I am not qualified to question you, Old Man Feng, but I am just curious. I have been in Wangxian Port for a year, and I have never seen you guide Yuan Ye's cultivation? What about his cultivation? Where did it come from, you must know that he is only six years old after all, even if he is really talented, you should still watch him from the sidelines."

Yao Lao looked tough on the surface, but actually panicked in his heart. Although he was a respected sixth-rank alchemist, but he got the elixir. He really doesn't have the courage to be tough.

Yuan Ye glanced at Old Man Feng in embarrassment, and was very puzzled why this old guy never asked about his cultivation.

Old Man Feng paused for a moment, then suddenly said: "Some people are naturally suitable for cultivation, and they don't need to be judged by others. Today's events are not allowed to be circulated."

After emphasizing the second half of the sentence, Old Man Feng turned around and left gracefully, leaving behind the stunned master and apprentice in the room.

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(End of this chapter)