I am cautiously cultivating immortals in a strange world

Chapter 715 New Changes

All the monks stared at Ximen Wuxue.

Chen Lin was the same, his eyes didn't blink.

The opponent was very fast, crossed the bottom of the stele, went straight up, circled the stele a few times, and came directly to the top of the stele.

Such a high height made it very difficult for the suppressed people to look at it. Some people in the crowd had a slight light between their eyebrows, which obviously inspired their natural abilities related to vision.

Chen Lin once again felt the inconvenience of not having spiritual powers, and decided that if he had the chance, he would still find the true spirit descendants of Cyclops, and get some golden tears to restore his spiritual eyes.

While thinking, Ximen Wuxue lightly placed her hand on the stele.

Immediately, the immortal stele trembled violently, emitting a dazzling light.

A bright mysterious pattern lit up on it, running through the entire stele body, and connecting with Ximen Wuxue's palm, and then Ximen Wuxue's eyebrows burst into a mass of colored light, completely covering his body!

The immortal stele was activated again, and it was countless times more violent than that of the golden core old man before, which made everyone look forward to it, and stood back and watched intently.

This time it lasted a little longer, and the colorful light on Ximen Wuxue's body became brighter and brighter, even turning the entire immortal tablet into colorful colors.

"Buzz!"

About half a quarter of an hour later, the immortal tablet shook suddenly, and then radiated light.

But just put it away, and then Ximen Wuxue disappeared with the light!

The immortal stele returned to silence again, and everyone was lost in thought.

Obviously, the other party passed the assessment, but how they passed, and what happened during the process of contacting the immortal stele, is unknown.

Various groups began to discuss, and members of the Presbyterian Church also got together to discuss the next action plan.

No matter what, the fact that Ximen Wuxue didn't fall off and turn into dry bones this time meant that this place was not a dead end.

"Haha, it seems that this thing is also watching people order dishes, let me try it!"

A heroic voice suddenly appeared from the crowd, and then a sword light lit up, heading straight for the stele.

Chen Lin's expression changed. Those who can drive the sword light to fly here must have a high level of cultivation. It is likely that they have the talent related to the sword.

This person was very fast, he came to the side of the immortal stele in the blink of an eye, and then took a palm without hesitation.

"Buzz!"

The immortal stele trembled slightly and shimmered.

Whether it was movement or light, they were much weaker than those inspired by Ximen Wuxue, but at the same time, a ray of light lit up between this person's eyebrows, and then wrapped his body.

After a few breaths, it disappeared!
The monks below all showed surprise and uncertainty. Two people in a row disappeared instead of dying, which made everyone's thoughts come alive.

"No, look at the distance!"

At this time, a fairy from Wuzhenlou suddenly spoke, pointing to the distance with a frightened look.

In fact, everyone felt it without her reminding. The turbulence in the distant space suddenly intensified, rolling like huge waves, and mixed with bursts of heart-pounding dull sounds.

Moreover, these spatial turbulences do not stay in place, but slowly advance towards them, making the scope of the stable space smaller and smaller.

"Husband, the situation has changed. Let's try if we want to. The longer we wait, the worse the situation may be."

Luo Qinglan has a strong sense of space changes. Although the distance is still far away, she also knows that this kind of space turbulence is not something they can resist now, so leaving through the immortal tablet is the only way to survive.

That being the case, it would be better to go early that night. There are tens of thousands of monks here, and if they all scramble to activate the stele, something new might happen.

Chen Lin also felt that it made sense.

After a moment of hesitation, he nodded and said, "Yes."

When it is interrupted, it will suffer from chaos.

Although he is cautious, he is not cowardly, and he does not lack the courage to risk his life when he has nowhere to go.

But immediately he said again: "But I have to wait a while, I want to confirm one thing."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the other monks around him.

At this time, everyone discovered the change in space, and there were many people who had the same idea as them. At almost the same time, dozens of monks rose into the sky and flew towards the immortal monument.

Chen Lin seized the opportunity, unleashed his innate supernatural powers, and cast a gray light on the nearest monk.

This cultivator is a young man, his cultivation base should not be high, and his flying speed is very slow. After being hit by Chen Lin with supernatural powers, he didn't notice it.

The picture of Long River of Destiny appeared in Chen Lin Zhihai, and he saw at a glance that the little fish representing the opponent was very weak, and all the lines around it were disconnected without any connection!
This situation shows that no matter how the opponent operates under normal circumstances, it is a deadly situation, unless there is external interference to change the fate of the opponent.

The stele was too mysterious, in order to prevent backlash, Chen Lin spread out the picture after watching it, and then stared at this person closely.

But because this person's speed was relatively slow, before he got close to the stele, the person who arrived first put his palm on the stele, and the stele was immediately activated, and a slightly dim pattern lit up.

Seeing this, the second monk who arrived hesitated for a moment, and pressed his palm on it as well, not caring that the stele had been activated.

Then the stele trembled, and a line lit up again, slightly brighter than before.

This situation made the latecomers feel certain, and pressed their palms up one after another.

There are lines on the stele that light up continuously, and it is hard to tell who inspired it. There are even monks below who think this is an opportunity. The stele has been stimulated to such a degree. Taking the opportunity to be teleported away, dozens of figures flew up again.

Chen Lin took the opportunity to use his innate magical powers to check the fate of the two monks. One of the old woman's lines was also broken, while the other middle-aged man's was intact.

He remembered the appearance of these two people, and observed with the young man from before.

Due to the continuous contact of people, the lines on the immortal tablet are also constantly lit up, some are bright, some are dim, and some are only a small section.

There are definitely people who can't inspire texture, but there are too many people who can't tell which is which.

After a while, the three people observed by Chen Lin all came into contact with the stele. The slow-flying young man actually flew all the way to the middle of the stele. He seemed to want to go up, but he had no energy left, so he could only press his hand on the stele. above.

At this time, the people who came into contact first had already fallen down, and most of them fell to the ground like dumplings, and all of them turned into dry bones.

But there are also those who are shrouded in light and disappear.

Under Chen Lin's gaze, the young man and the old woman fell down, while the middle-aged man was shrouded in light and disappeared.

This made him care about.

There is no problem with the guidance given by the innate supernatural power. As long as the lines are continuous, it means that there will be no death.

At this moment, the space turbulence in the distance is approaching a lot. After getting the answer, Chen Lin no longer hesitated, checked Yang Zishi's fate screen again, and said: "Yang Zishi, go up, calm down no matter what happens, don't worry about it. Something will happen!"

Yang Zishi's eyes showed determination when he heard the words, and he flew into the air without hesitation, and at the same time took out the elixir and swallowed it.

This action caused Shen Baiquan, Alan and others on the side to cast puzzled eyes. They didn't understand why Chen Lin let Yang Zishi go first. In their group, except for a few qi-training juniors, Yang Zishi had the lowest level of cultivation.

"Chen Daoyou, is there anything special about this little girl?"

Alan stepped forward, glanced at Yang Zishi who was flying up, and asked.

Chen Lin pondered for a while, and said: "It's nothing, it's just that my cultivation level is relatively low, so if I don't go up and try it now, if everyone competes for it later, it will be difficult to snatch it up against other monks."

Alan didn't believe Chen Lin's words at all. The stele was so huge, not to mention the people present, even if it was twice as many, they could all touch it together.

She took a deep look at Chen Lin, and said: "The Nujia and Xiuniang are the best sisters, if Chen Daoyou has any way to let people leave safely, don't hide it from the Nujia!"

Speaking of Yunxiu Niang, Chen Lin couldn't help feeling a little missing, and didn't know how she was doing now. He still had the wooden hairpin he got from the scene of King Xuanyin, but there was no movement all the time, presumably the relationship between the projection and the main body There is no connection between them.

"Okay, if I find a way, I will definitely not hide it from Miss Alan."

Chen Lin nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly.

Alan pouted, feeling that Chen Lin was just being perfunctory, but he had no choice but to turn his attention to Yang Zishi to see if the little girl could leave.

The same goes for Shen Baiquan and others, they all felt that Chen Lin's behavior of letting Yang Zishi go up first was very strange, so they also stared at Yang Zishi.

However, the other qi cultivators listened to Chen Lin's words and felt that what he said was very reasonable. If the turbulence in the space gets closer for a while, it will definitely be chaotic with so many monks flying together, and it may cause a fight , their cultivation base is so low, it is difficult to fly, but don't die in the chaos before touching the immortal stele, so after discussing with each other, they all flew up slowly.

Shen Baiquan and other Liangyi sect administrators did not stop them, they themselves did not know whether to go up first or later, and had no reason to influence the disciples' actions.

Finally, Yang Zishi came to the bottom of the stele.

She received Chen Lin's instruction, and instead of continuing to ascend, she directly put her hand on the base of the stele.

Immediately, a very bright line lit up from the stele, connected to her palm, and then disappeared into a ball of light.

Chen Lin was overjoyed when he saw this. It seemed that his innate supernatural powers and predictive abilities were still effective.

If that's the case, Luo Qinglan and him should have no problem, they can both be teleported away.

There were some successful ones, and some failed ones, and soon many monks fell from the immortal tablet and turned into dry bones.

Moreover, more people died, and fewer people were sent away.

This made many people who were about to make a move hesitate again.

(End of this chapter)