Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 252 Breaking through the boundary, before the curtain ends!
Chongyang Mountain, in front of the altar engraved with mysterious patterns.

There are several figures standing here.

If someone with knowledge had a glimpse, they would be able to recognize that these figures are all leaders in the current world of cultivation.

Zixiao real person Yue Wushuang of the Zixiao sect, Lu Miaomiao the leader of the Butian sect, and Wuya real person of the Donglai sect.

"Two friends, the formation has been adjusted."

"If you activate this formation to cross the border at this time, you should be [-]% sure that you will be able to anchor successfully and follow the track of the Chongyang School back then to go to the other side outside the domain."

"However, there are many dangers among them. Because the time has passed so long, even though Daoist Zixiao and I tried our best to remedy this battle, there is still a high probability that there will be accidents."

Daoist Wuya of the Donglai faction holding the formation plate, looked at the head teacher in white and Ji Qiu with serious eyes, and made another statement.

But for this, the two were already prepared.

The price of mending the sky is not only Ji Qiu's helplessness, but also Lu Miaomiao who, like him, used this method to prove the Tao.

His lifespan is on the verge of death, although Lu Miaomiao is a little better than him, but the benefits are limited.

Now that the fairy mountain is revived, the righteous way is flourishing, the inheritance of the Butian sect has fallen, and there are successors, Lu Miaomiao is also like Ji Qiu, looking for the three mountains and five mountains, wholeheartedly wanting to cross this world and find another way.

Therefore, the two are regarded as colleagues this time.

For Wu Ya's kind reminder, Ji Qiu and Lu Miaomiao looked at each other, saluted at the same time, and said:
"Fellow Daoist is determined, but today's matter has been planned for a long time, so we have made up our minds."

"Let's get started."

Ji Qiu and Lu Miaomiao walked up to the high altar at the same time.

Looking back at the end, he nodded slightly to the real person Wu Ya as a farewell:
"If there is a time to return, I will talk to fellow Taoists again!"

With these two short sentences, as the mysterious and complex formations flickered with spiritual light, countless nodes that emerged in the void were gradually connected together under the description of the two formation masters Wuya Zhenren and Ji Qiu.

A void portal, about one foot long each, exuding endless attraction, opened a corner in front of this ancient altar.

Taoist and Lu Miaomiao stand side by side at this moment, standing in front of this portal.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Qiu turned his head, looked at the former little girl beside him who was considered a junior, cupped his hands, and then said with a smile:

"Teacher Lu."

"I hope that in the future, I will be able to smell the prestige of Butian!"

Lu Miaomiao, who was dressed in white and wielded a magic sword, raised her head and nodded with a smile in return.

"Uncle Yue, take care!"

The little farce that was first seen in the past has long been eliminated in the following decades.

Seriously speaking, the two are indeed from the same school.

Say goodbye to each other.

Afterwards, these two statues, both considered top real masters in this domain, stepped into the door one after the other!

The next moment, the world is turned upside down!

Waiting to see the gradually dissipating void portal closed with a little starlight.

Taoist Wu Ya of the Donglai Sect immediately closed the array, stopped for a while and left.

At this time, there is a sea of ​​clouds in the sky in Chongyang.

A pitch-black flying bird flitted across the sky, watching the aura emerge from the altar, then closed again, and finally turned into a figure stuck in the sky, looked at it for a moment, and said softly:
"No matter how endless the legend is, it will eventually come to an end."

"Let him be unparalleled in style, let him be unparalleled in the world, in the end, he will not be able to escape the restraint of Shouyuan and the wear and tear of time."

"I don't know where to go, but there is still a time to return?"

"Unfortunately, I didn't fight again."

If he meets again in the morning, it will be a friend of the Taoist.
It seemed to have seen all the changes, but after a little emotion, the figure turned into a black feather and disappeared.

Ji Qiu stepped into the portal leading to the outer domain.

Although Lu Miaomiao and Lu Miaomiao are no more than one in front of one another, even if they are only slowed down by a breath, it is already a world of difference. With the fluctuation of space, the two lead to different boundaries.

The long-standing teleportation circle, the anchor point fluctuates endlessly, and no one can determine whether the teleportation location is the fairy mountain blessed land where the Chongyang sect migrated in the past.

Therefore, the two are betting.

Ji Qiu stepped through the door, and in the turbulent flow of time, stepped forward against the current.

Yuanyang Sword Guard held his soul, and every time there was a turbulent slap, it would be cut and split by the sharpness of the sword blade.

But even so, Ji Qiu gradually became a little bit strenuous.

The fluctuation of time and space, even if it is only a small corner, is not accessible to ordinary cultivators.

If Ji Qiu wasn't at the peak of alchemy and was in charge of Dao soldiers, he might not be able to resist even this little wave.

The radiance of the teleportation circle was guiding him to the anchor point of the road ahead. Ji Qiu roughly estimated that he had only walked a third of the way.

The road is still long.

Space teleportation is full of desolation, like walking in the starry sky, alone.

The Taoist wielded his sword, splitting the torrents of space one after another, and the mighty magic power was passing away rapidly.

But there is still no end in sight.

The aftermath of magical powers rippling here.

It wasn't until the more and more intense turbulence swept over and caused the sense of space division to become more and more serious that Ji Qiu couldn't help but change his face:

"This is me, how far have you teleported?"

He faintly had a bad premonition.

It wasn't until the last wave of space turbulent tide came straight to his face, almost slapping him off the track, that he felt something in his heart:
"It seems that I am truly destined for nothing in this life!"

Ji Qiu smiled wryly.

He is also a grand master of the formation, and he knew the details of the formation when he was repairing it with the real Wu Ya of the Donglai sect.

To put it simply, if you step into this battle, there is a [-]% chance that you will go to the other side along the track of the Chongyang School in the past.

This is the least likely.

Because the time is too long to be locked, there is a high probability that this array will lead to other directions, far or near.

The farther away, the more violent the spatial fluctuations suffered, while the nearer, the smaller.

Obvious.

This kind of fluctuation almost surpassed that of a real person. God knows how far Ji Qiu's teleportation has gone!
Gradually, all of his magic power was consumed by this long turbulence of time and space. Fortunately, it was a physical body, so he was barely able to resist it.

Otherwise, if an ordinary real person came here, I'm afraid they would have been filled with hatred in this vast sea of ​​stars.

Yuanyang Taoist soldiers lingered by his side, and Ji Qiu's trauma, which he had suffered from searching for a way out, became more and more serious, and he was about to be unable to hold on.

Before he fell into ignorance, the most gratifying thing was.

This teleportation array has finally reached its end.

Donghuang, one of the Eight Hundred Dao Domains.

A thunderbolt streaked across the dark sky.

Then the space was torn apart suddenly, and then a figure emerged out of thin air, and with a 'bang', it fell straight to the ground.

This movement attracted the attention of countless people.

But when countless people flocked to look for the shadow of the vision, they only saw a bottomless pit at the same place, and there was nothing else besides that.

Most of the people who came to look for it returned disappointed, and they felt it was a pity.

The aura of the world here is thin, and the golden core is extinct. It is actually a practice desert, and most of them only exist for Daoist people, who are the lower class of the eight hundred realms of the Eastern Desolation, and are located in a very remote and remote place.

Even if compared with some surges of aura, the aura of the Dao Domain with Absolute Heaven and Earth Communication is even thinner.

According to legend, the reason seems to be that nearly 1000 years ago, two primordial gods and earth immortals fought and wiped out the law and aura, which made the ordinary Dao domain fall into a desert.

Up to now, even the name of Daoyu itself has been buried in history, and no one cares about it.

Ji Qiu woke up from ignorance.

When I opened it for the first time, I realized something was wrong.

He looked at the body lying on the bed in a tattered Taoist robe in front of him.

Then I looked at a young man on the edge of the bed, who was carefully reaching out to take off the storage ring on his fingertips, and then suddenly realized:

"After all, I didn't survive this disaster."

The Taoist stared at the nearly exhausted golden core in his body, and shook his head with a wry smile.

That long passage through time and space wiped out the last of his magic power, if it wasn't for Ji Qiu's body of astronomical phenomena, holding his last breath to preserve his soul, he forced his way out.

I'm afraid that he has long since fallen into that endless time and space, reduced to a corpse.

But even if the soul has not died.

In fact, it is no different from a candle in the wind.

"Forget it, I have expected this fate."

"The experience and experience at the peak of Jindan is enough. When I return, I will be able to contribute to solving Shenxiao's predicament."

"If you die, you will die."

I was thinking about it.

Ji Qiu's spirit fluctuated, but he saw that the young man who was less than ten feet away quietly took off the storage ring on his fingertips, and then put his hands together, muttering:

"Senior. Senior, you have fallen, and the boy couldn't bear to see your corpse exposed in the wilderness, so I took a lot of trouble to bring your body back."

"When a person dies, nothing happens. Since you have already fallen, it is a waste to keep this storage ring. The boy reluctantly accepts it, and it is right to use it as the expense of erecting a monument for you, senior."

"Don't worry, senior, I will definitely bury you with honor, and I won't dishonor your inheritance in the future."

"If there is a chance to meet your enemy in the future, I will avenge your death for you!"

After muttering, the boy cautiously narrowed his eyes.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Taoist's body hadn't moved, and his breath had died out, and he couldn't even perceive it with his own qi training.

Then he patted his chest, fondled Xia Jiqiu's high-grade Dharma ring happily, and wanted to keep it in his pocket.

The quality of this dharma ring can be seen at a glance from his vision, it should be of the best material.

It is conceivable that if this Taoist had not fallen, what a master he would be!
At least he must be a big shot in the middle and late stages of Daoji, right?
This time, make a big profit!

In his heart, some excited thought.

But at this time.

A voice that was neither salty nor bland, with a bit of majesty, came from this small room:
"Oh?"

"Since that's the case, then this seat, do I have to thank you?"

Looking at the boy in front of him, Ji Qiu was a little bit dumbfounded.

Even if he died, but the limit of his soul has not yet come, even an ordinary Daoist Daoist might not be his match, let alone this young boy.

If it weren't for the fact that what he just said was pleasant, and it wasn't that he took something and didn't do anything, I'm afraid Ji Qiu would have used his divine sense to control the Yuanyang sword, and sent him straight back to the west.

【Chen Xuan】

[Born in a rough background, his family was destroyed when he was young, he fled from a remote world of cultivation, and fled all the way to a barren realm. He cultivated in a low-key way, and occasionally got a jade pendant, in which lived an old demon in the alchemy realm who was severely injured after the fall. 】

[He thought he had a good chance, met an expert, and was overjoyed to avenge his family. He practiced the magic art of seizing the house that he had passed down. Fa, so he tore his face and did not hesitate to destroy his foundation, and sent the old devil back to the west. 】

[Later, because the foundation was damaged, even if you travel through thousands of mountains and rivers to rebuild the foundation, it is still too late, and you will be stuck in the realm of the foundation all your life. 】

After a brief glance, he paused for a while on his experience. Although he couldn't see his background for some reason, Ji Qiu showed some interest.

Can't tell, it's still a protagonist template.

The family was destroyed, both parents died, survived, and there is a grandfather Yupei.
Logically speaking, it only takes a confidante with an extraordinary background to soar into the sky.

"It's just a pity."

"This is a cruel practice world."

Killing every step, walking with difficulty, and not being a big sect, seeing a master's soul, and passing on the scriptures with kind eyes, what is he thinking in his heart?

The Taoist clicked twice.

And Chen Xuan in front of him heard the voice that suddenly appeared, and he took two steps back in fright, then turned around suddenly, and saw the Taoist spirit in front of him, he couldn't help but be shocked:
"Senior?"

He looked at the figure that was similar to the body on the bed, and continued dryly:

"So you're not dead."

After taking out the ring that he had originally accepted, Chen Xuan quickly put it back beside Ji Qiu's body, and then forced a smile:

"I was joking with you just now, don't take it seriously, seniors don't take it seriously."

As he said this, Chen Xuan stroked the jade pendant around his waist, and at the same time nervously transmitted a voice to the spirit living in it:

"The real person, is the real person here?"

"Come out, something big is going to happen, if you don't show up, maybe we both have to finish playing today!"

"There are old monsters!"

It's a pity that Chen Xuan's call only attracted a deathly silence.

The jade pendant was like a piece of ordinary jade, it didn't react at all.

Or
He may have sensed the situation outside, so he didn't want to respond to the boy's voice.

Seeing the little guy's series of small movements in front of him, Ji Qiu suddenly shook his head and laughed:
"Ah"

"The little guy is interesting."

"Okay, don't pretend to be dead anymore, fellow daoists should come out."

"Since we met each other, it is fate, so why hide and dare not show up?"

Ji Qiu's words were nothing more than a bit indifferent.

His eyes stared at the jade pendant on the young man's waist, the meaning was self-evident.

"Ugh"

"This old man is just a wisp of remnant soul. Fellow Daoist is in a similar situation to me, why bother to make things difficult for each other."

"Boy Chen Xuan was taught by me, and now he has been warmed up quite well. If fellow Taoists want it, just take it and give it to you, how about it?"

"I just hope that you and I won't have any quarrels because of this, otherwise hundreds of years of hard work and cultivation will be in vain."

"Cultivation is not easy"

The jade pendant shimmered, and the words said made Chen Xuan, who was already nervous, feel cold hands and feet, unbelievable.

The reason why he can have today's Taoism in the late stage of Qi refining is that in the past ten years, the seniors in the jade pendant have passed on his formulas, and he has nourished his spiritual veins with his soul every day, and this is how he is today.

But after hearing this
The young man only felt that the world view he had established since he was a child seemed to have collapsed.

Don't talk about Chen Xuan.

At this time, Yin Yunzi, who lives in the jade pendant, is also depressed.

His spirit was wounded, and he spent a lot of time nurturing Chen Xuan's spiritual veins. He couldn't bear it and fell into a deep sleep for a while, thinking that soon, he would usher in a harvest.

But who ever thought of it.

This kid didn't make a sound, and even gave him a big blow!
Feeling the huge, powerful, and even inconceivable Taoist soul that even though he suffered a great trauma, the corners of Yin Yunzi's mouth were bitter:
"What a joke."

"This kind of existence is at least above the legal domain, and the power of the half-step method!"

"How can this old man offend such a person!"

"This kid, why does anyone dare to pick it up!"

　Recommend a book.

　　


(End of this chapter)