surnamed Wang

Chapter 613 Peach Blossom Fairy

The ninth day arrived as scheduled, and the entire Holy Spirit Realm screamed, and translucent beasts appeared under the light of thunder.

There are more than 20 Yangcang monks gathered at the Lingmen by the lake, and more than [-] of them died in internal fighting, or they traveled too far to return.

It will take some time before the opening of the spiritual gate, and the rest of the people must face a wave of beasts. This is also the last test before leaving this world.

Yang Dingchun stood in the crowd, looked around blankly, but did not see the familiar figure, the dark clouds in the mid-air had already brewed to the extreme, and as a thick thunderbolt fell through the sky and the earth, the beast seemed to be instructed, roaring and rushing downward.

The monks sacrificed magic weapons one after another, throwing out all kinds of spells like money, and the whole sky suddenly became colorful.

Thousands of miles away to the northwest, a figure stood at the entrance of a cave on the top of the mountain, looking at the scenery in the sky leisurely, tsk tsk and said:

"You know, every time the spiritual door opens, I look forward to this moment."

"Then you are really perverted." A calm voice came from behind.

"Wonderful, you have no idea how boring it is here."

"If it's so boring, why don't you leave?"

"You think I don't want to?" The young man turned around and looked at the young man sitting at the foot of the wall. "Once you become a spirit messenger, you will be trapped here for life and death, and you will have no body of your own. When you encounter problems, you can only go to the bodies of the villagers." , do you know that some of them don't take a bath for half a year?"

Gensheng said so, but his right hand subconsciously rubbed ashes, Wang Gangquan said indifferently:

"Then what do you want?"

"Of course it is the immortal life and cultivation level. I am afraid of death. When I took over the position of my elder brother and held the power of the world, my cultivation level has also reached the stage of Mahayana. It is said that there is nothing that can move my heart.

But the more this is the case, the more I am afraid of death. The rules of heaven and earth are like this. No matter how hard I try, I will never be able to reach the Holy Spirit Realm in my life. I can only watch myself grow old and die day by day. Although the process is very long, it is also the last place of torment. "

"Didn't it say that monk Shengxu can live the same life as the heaven and the earth?"

"This is true, but do you know why Shengxu is called 'Shengxu'? Because they will become weak every thousand years, and under the rule that there can only be one strong Shengxu in each world, they are ranked behind them All the monks are trying their best to fight for this position.

And this envoy can also tell you that the current Emperor Yang and Immortal Taibai are about to usher in their first weakness, and the pattern of the two worlds will change accordingly. "

After Gensheng finished speaking, he found a place to sit down on the steps. It was the first time for Wang Gangquan opposite him to hear so many secrets, so he couldn't help but continued to ask:

"Since this is the case, why don't Emperor Yang and Emperor Xian kill all those who covet their position?"

Gen Sheng lay down on the stone steps, looked towards the top of the cave and said:
"Every time the Holy Void Realm weakens, its cultivation base will be lower than the last time, and the duration will be longer, until it completely becomes a mortal. At that time, let alone a monk, even an ordinary person can kill him, unless everyone in the world Kill it cleanly, otherwise you won't be able to survive the nine times of weakness.

However, some people said that if they survived the catastrophe of a mortal, they would definitely become an unattainable holy spirit, but so far no one has been able to do it, and the one with the most was killed when he became weak for the sixth time.

In order to survive, the Holy Void Realm tried its best. For example, the Emperor Yang created the Cangjie Sect for this purpose. During the weak period, he was guarded by the other party. The price was that the two sides took turns to be the No.

The method of Sanxian Island is similar. A competition is held every thousand years, and the candidates for the next immortal emperor are selected from the Lingyunzong, Yacizong, and Jutujie, and at the same time, they are responsible for protecting the safety of the previous immortal emperor. "

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Knowing so many things, Wang Gangquan felt that death was worth it, so he asked a more secret question:

"The elder brother mentioned by the senior spirit envoy just now is the first Emperor Yang? If that's the case, why did you let me take action against Yang Dingchun?"

The other party stood up and patted his buttocks and said:

"That's right, the first Emperor Yang is the elder brother of this envoy. The Mahayana period is too short, and the saint is weak and weak. I don't like both, so I went to Lord Holy Spirit.

The Holy Spirit allows me to live endlessly. After I find a suitable person for him, I can regain my physical body and roam the world in the form of a saint. But before that, I am still a slave, and my job is my priority. "

Hearing the words, Wang Gangquan no longer asked, and bowed his head to meditate.

Now it seems that this legendary holy spirit has a good check and balance skill. The strong are not always strong, and the weak are not always weak. The Holy Void Realm cannot be dominated by one family. The monks also have the opportunity to climb high.

As for the wonderful idea of ​​being weak once every thousand years, Wang Quanquan always felt that the Holy Spirit was a woman, and because there were always a few days in each month, that's why he came up with this trick.

Seeing the malicious smile on the other party's face, Gen Sheng reminded in a low voice:

"I advise you not to slander Lord Holy Spirit..."

Wang Gangquan immediately understood, and looked out of the cave with restrained mind. The light in the sky became fragmented. It seemed that everyone was at the end of their battle, but there was no sign of a ferocious beast here, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Gensheng seemed to see his doubts, and said leisurely:
"If you pass the test, naturally there will be no ferocious beasts to disturb you. In fact, no matter what you choose, you will pass the test in the end. This test is not given to you by me, but by you yourself."

"What do you mean, senior?"

"You will know later."

After Gensheng finished speaking, he walked slowly towards the entrance of the cave, and then jumped down without hesitation. An ethereal voice came from the wind:

"Taoyuan Village is full of spiritual energy, you can continue to practice here until the spiritual gate opens after a thousand years."

The voice faded away, and the light in the distant sky gradually disappeared. Yang Dingchun, who was standing next to the spirit gate, finally took a look at the direction of Taoyuan Village, and stepped into the entrance and exit.

Wang Gangquan looked at the sky with worry, one day in the mountain, the world has been thousands of years, it would be fine for him to stay here for thousands of years, but he has an appointment with his master, it seems that there is no way to go back to participate in that competition .

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Since then, Wang Bingquan has lived a life of idle clouds and wild cranes in this paradise. He built a hut in the peach forest. The flowers in the mountains withered and bloomed, and they would bear many fruits every year. People from the village came here to pick them, and it was very lively.

Over time, Wang Bingquan gradually became acquainted with them, occasionally exchanging some homemade peach blossom wine with the villagers for daily necessities.

Gensheng still went to climb Sanjiao Mountain every now and then, and woke up under the peach tree at the entrance of the village. Going under the peach tree, repeating and repeating tirelessly, maybe just as the spirit messenger said, being alone is too boring.

Since then, Wang Gingquan has tried many things. He was a teacher in the village, and he used to see a doctor and get medicine for people with his superficial medical skills. People in the village couldn't go outside the village, so he went out to collect medicine with baskets on his back.

The outside world is still lifeless, but fortunately, the herbal medicine still has medicinal properties, so many people have survived the disease that should have been fatal.

Wang Gangquan was kind-hearted and knowledgeable, coupled with his handsome face, many girls of the right age let go of their reserve and urged their parents to propose marriage.

At first everyone thought that he had high vision and looked down on country girls, but later they realized that he seemed to never age, and he would always look around thirty. Only then did they know that he was a legendary fairy like the Holy Spirit.

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In the past 200 years, Wang Gangquan has witnessed the birth, old age, sickness and death of several generations. His status is already the highest in Taoyuan Village. Where does seniority come from.

This day, Wang Gingquan was still the same as usual, staying in his hut, tasting homemade peach blossom wine, and when the wine was full, he took out his two swords and danced in the forest. With the peach blossoms falling, the man was as elegant and free as walking out of a painting, but it is a pity A suit of rough clothes spoiled the atmosphere a bit.

With the two swords back in their sheaths, Wang Bingquan poured the last sip of wine into his mouth. At this moment, the storage bag suddenly moved, and a silver spear rushed out by itself. The man stretched out his hand to hold it, and said doubtfully:

"I didn't call you, why did you come out?"

"Master, it's suffocated inside, it's also suffocated here, there's no one fighting, let's go back."

Wang Gangquan smiled wryly, "The spiritual gate is closed, and it will take 800 years before the next opening."

"Can't we just take the path?"

After Qi Ling finished speaking, the spear came out of his hand, drew a circle in the air, pointed straight in one direction and said:

"Master, there is a crack over there, just enough for one person to pass through."

Hearing the words, Wang Gangquan woke up halfway from drunkenness, and suddenly recalled that when the spear fell into a crack, and finally appeared in this world inexplicably, he was still suspicious at that time, but he forgot after a series of battles.

Thinking of this, he grasped the spear and said with a smile:
"walk home!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed back with his backhand, and the house "bang" turned into a large peach blossom floating in the sky.

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Three months later, in the northern part of the starry sky, a crack slowly opened, and Wang Gangquan's figure jumped out of it in a panic. After landing, he rushed forward without hesitation, and didn't stop until he ran far away. His face was still shocked and said:
"Why didn't you tell me it's so dangerous inside?"

"Master, you didn't even ask."

"Do you want me to ask you anything?"

Wang Gingquan's hair was disheveled and his face was pale. He was dressed in ragged and rough clothes. There were three wounds on his back where the bones were deep, and the whole back was soaked in blood, which showed how dangerous the situation was just now.

He took a small path to leave the Holy Spirit Realm. Although Qi Ling led the way, the hardships along the way were unimaginable.

All kinds of strange beasts, all kinds of weird and unpredictable environments, sometimes it is obviously a fairy land with beautiful mountains and rivers, even the air is sweet, but in the next second, a half-human, half-ghost monster pops out, this This kind of thing has been encountered dozens of times along the way, if he hadn't been mentally strong, he would have collapsed in it long ago.

He stopped talking nonsense, and put a few seals on the weapon and threw it into the storage bag. He almost folded it inside.

Wang Gingquan took out the spirit stone, closed his eyes and breathed out, purple gold light flashed on his body, and the wound on his back healed with the naked eye. After a while, the spirit stone in his hand turned into fly ash, and the injuries on his body were also healed.

Gently clenching his fist, a force surged all over his body, and the tattered clothes on his body gradually disappeared, replaced by a shimmering cloud brocade white robe, with a five-clawed dragon embroidered with silver thread on the chest, which was vivid, mighty and lifelike.

This is Wang Gangquan's newly acquired supernatural power, which rewrites matter with aura and thoughts to achieve the realm of creating something out of nothing. It still comes from the skills left by Fuzi, imitating the magic skills of the Mahayana period, and can only be used in the transformation period.

After 200 years of practice, Wang Gangquan has unknowingly reached the early stage of transformation into a god. He did not attract a catastrophe, and he did not need epiphany.

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After distinguishing the location, Wang Gingquan couldn't help showing a strange expression on his face. This is the place where Ziying fought at that time. He went around for hundreds of years, and finally returned to the original point.

He glanced to the southwest, stepped out, and his figure instantly appeared thousands of feet away. This place is only a few thousand miles away from the original meeting point, and it only takes half a day to reach it at the current speed.

He was still at the Golden Core stage when he first came here, but now his cultivation base is quite different after returning to the original path. Although he has experienced life and death many times, everything is worth it.

Wang Gangquan's figure moved quickly in the air, and the previously dangerous cracks were much more relaxed now. The only thing to pay attention to is not to make too much noise to attract the evil spirit's attention.

After traveling for about four hours, it finally reached the edge of the star field, passing through a small planetary belt, and a white dot appeared in front of it.

Wang Gangquan held the invisibility jade pendant in his hand, gradually disappeared, and walked forward for another twenty or thirty miles, the white spot gradually became clear, it was actually a small boat.

The two figures on the boat were sitting and standing, the standing one was obviously bigger, looking around from time to time, as if looking for something, while the sitting one was muttering all the time.

"Master Li, can you rest for a while? We have been squatting for decades, and you don't feel tired?" the monk with the eight-character eyebrow on the bow asked.

"Even if we wait for hundreds of years, Brother Zhao's soul lamp is still alive, which means he is still alive." The tall man replied.

"I know he is still alive, but you don't have to stand up like Wang Fuyan. Brother Zhao is not stupid, he must have known to come here to find us. And let me tell you, with his dexterity, pointing at this time Maybe you're talking about love with the daughter of the royal family."

When Hong Qingyan said this, Wang Bingquan just moved closer, and he was taken aback when he heard this, wondering if the other party had some way of peeping.

Li Heixiong, who was in charge of the boat, shook his head and said:
"Let me tell you, brother Zhao hasn't come back for so long, he must have been taken hostage, some inhuman torture is inevitable."

"That's right, for the viciousness of that tomboy disguised as a woman, he will definitely tie Brother Zhao to a pillar and cut him to pieces. I don't know if he betrayed us."

Now Wang Gangquan can be sure that Hong Qingyan was talking nonsense just now. Unexpectedly, he has not seen him for more than 200 years. This guy's bad mouth has not changed at all. It seems that it is necessary to show him some color.

Thinking of this, Wang Gingquan slowly showed his figure in front of the other party, Hong Qingyan was still wrangling, suddenly there was another person in front of him, he was startled, and when he saw the other party's appearance clearly, he was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

The other party was one of the foreign monks who chased and killed them that day.

Wang Gangquan's body was full of spiritual power, and he said with a gloomy expression:
"How dare you come back after blowing up the teleportation array, see if I don't peel off your skin and light the sky lantern."

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(End of this chapter)