Longevity, starting from raising chickens

The wind seemed to have stopped flowing at this moment.

The entire sea of ​​chaos was as silent as death.

Outside Xiaocang, Wang Ba’s heart was shaken.

Outside the Jade Pot Realm, the skinny old man and the middle-aged man in gray robes could not help but open their mouths slightly, their expressions were stiff, their eyes were dull because of being too shocked, and at the same time, they were full of disbelief...

A place where immortals are gone.

Accompanied by the dripping of meat paste.

The surroundings gradually calmed down, and in the silence, the wind suddenly started to blow again!
In the meat paste, the rules overflowing from it were faintly roaring and rioting!
Like raging waves!

It seems to be filled with strong resentment and resentment.

At the same time, the immortal gate in the void seemed to have lost its sensitivity and slowly disappeared.

At the same time as the immortal gate disappeared, the black hand also slowly shrank into the endless darkness...

Only rolling white fog and mighty gale were left, burying everything that had just happened.

Everything seemed as if it had never happened.

Everyone also lost their sense of the depths of the Immortal Realm.

The darkness around was receding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, whether it was Wang Ba, the thin old man, the middle-aged man in gray robe, Gan Xiong, or other cultivators who also saw this scene in the Sea of ​​Chaos, their hearts at this moment were like huge waves rolling and surging.

"Why is this happening?!"

"Man Dao Ren... is dead?!"

"A newly born immortal died just like that?"

"What is that huge hand? When did something like this appear in the Sea of ​​Chaos?"

"Is it a monk, or is it the manifestation of rules?"

"Why does it want to stop Mandao?"

"Is it going to stop all the cultivators in the Sea of ​​Chaos from ascending and leaving here?"

"Man Dao Ren seems to know 'him'..."

"who is he?!"

At this moment, the same thoughts and questions emerged in everyone's mind.

Wang Ba suddenly recalled the scene when he saw Ti Bo and Lu He playing chess in the fairy palace.

"The game... is a chess game!!"

"Today is nothing more than a continuation of the chess game between the two immortals tens of thousands of years ago!"

He suddenly realized something and suddenly understood what the thought that had flashed through his mind was.

The thoughts in my mind are becoming clearer and clearer.

"Back then, the two immortals fought, and in the end one died and the other was injured. The one who died should be Immortal Lord Lu He, and the one who survived should be Tiber."

"Xianren Pass appeared after the war, so could it be that Xianren Pass was set up by Tiber?"

"The Immortal Pass has trapped the entire Chaos Sea, and artificially constructed the rules here. Under normal circumstances, no one can step into the Tribulation Realm, and no one can leave here... This is a move made by Tiber in advance. Does he want to trap Immortal Lord Luhe to death here?"

“And Immortal Lord Lu He has already passed away. Even if an immortal has magical means and can be resurrected from the dead, he must have started from a low level and comprehended the rules here step by step. Once he is contaminated by the rules here, he will not be able to step into the stage of transcendence. Therefore, it is impossible to break through Ti Bo’s blockade by normal means. However, Immortal Lord Lu He is proficient in divination and has predicted the future in advance. Therefore, he also left four immortal pills in the immortal mansion in advance, which became the breakthrough point… So there is indeed no problem with the immortal pills. After swallowing the immortal pills, you can break through all the way, achieve the body of an immortal, and leave the Third Realm Sea…”

"Wait, there's a problem!"

Many thoughts quickly flashed through Wang Ba's mind, but he immediately rejected his own guesses.

"If Immortal Lord Luhe really saw the future, then why did Taoist Man fall today?"

"Also, if Man Daoist was the one who broke the impasse for Immortal Lord Lu He, then the Man Daoist who successfully survived the lightning catastrophe is no longer the same Man Daoist, right?"

"Or is it that Tiber was the better player after all? Lord Luhe has actually already lost?"

Thinking of this, he immediately concentrated and sensed his surroundings.

Although the rules created after Man Daoren's death affected the changes in the surrounding rules, like waves spreading out in the tide, the rules around him remained the same and had never changed.

A hint of doubt suddenly arose in Wang Ba's heart.

"The rules of the Sea of ​​Chaos are still there... Isn't it what I guessed?"

If the rules of this Sea of ​​Chaos were really constructed for Immortal Lord Luhe, then when Taoist Man failed, these rules would have no need to exist.

But the result was not like this, so there is a big possibility that the game between the two immortals has not yet ended.

Of course there are other possibilities, for example, this rule has been set for a long time and solidified here, or the immortal Tiber does not care about the life and death of the monks here...

"But why is there a tablet for Tiber in the Immortal Palace?"

"Did Immortal Lord Luhe do this on purpose, or is Tiber actually dead?"

Wang Ba couldn't help but think of the two tablets in King Wu Yuan's hand.

Countless questions lingered in his mind. Instead of becoming clearer as he understood some answers, they became like a fog, becoming even more difficult to see clearly.

And at this moment, his heart suddenly shook, and he turned his head to look towards the depths of the immortal land.

A brilliant purple-white lightning appeared at the end of his sight at an astonishing speed.

Almost in an instant, the lightning appeared in front of him.

He instinctively stretched out his hand, and the lightning seemed to have a spirit and fell directly into his palm.

There was a crackling sound of lightning above, but it felt cool and gentle to the touch.

"This is something that Taoist Man gave me before he ascended to heaven... so fast."

Wang Ba was a little surprised and held the lightning in his hand.

The location of Xiaocang Realm is tens of thousands of miles away from the depths of the Immortal Realm. However, this little lightning flash easily crossed over and came in front of him in just a few breaths. This method moved him sincerely.

"But what's the use of this?"

Wang Ba looked at the lightning in his hand.

Deep in the lightning, there was no form or object, only a line of rules wrapped around something, connected from beginning to end.

"Is it for confidentiality?"

Wang Hao frowned slightly.

Sensing this rule, I found that it is related to the way green trees grow, and it is the main vitality and has the effect of prolonging existence.

When their palms touched, he actually had the illusion of being full of vitality.

It seems that even if the soul is injured, it can recover quickly.

This rule is only a part of it. It is not profound or mysterious, but it is not easy to crack it.

"What's hidden in this rule?"

Wang Ba couldn't help but feel a little curious.

He had dealt with Man Daoren three or four times. Although the time of contact was not long, he knew that the other party was not a generous and selfless person.

It was beyond his expectation that he was given a gift at the time of parting.

At the moment, I carefully felt the changes in the rules in my heart, and with the help of the insights brought by Guan Man Taoist's use of rules to reshape the immortal body, I began to decipher them one by one...

……

Outside the Yuhu realm.

With the death of Man Dao Ren, the huge black hand and the immortal gate gradually dissipated, and the mysterious sensation also disappeared.

The thin old man and the middle-aged man in gray robe looked at each other in silence with serious expressions.

"Man Dao Ren actually failed..."

The gray-robed middle-aged man still had a trace of shock on his face. He had always thought that he knew enough about the Sea of ​​Chaos, but until he saw the huge black hand that suddenly appeared, he realized that he might never have seen the true face of the Sea of ​​Chaos.

self-mumbling:

"Immortals... Could it be that after so long, the Sea of ​​Chaos still cannot escape the legacy of those two immortals?"

There was a hint of resentment in his tone.

He was not a fool, especially since he had personally entered the Immortal Palace and worshipped the Immortal tablet with Taoist Man, Gan Xiong and Taoist Taiyi, and shared four immortal pills.

Although he was ambushed and killed by Man Dao Ren and missed the elixir that belonged to him, the mystery of Man Dao Ren and the appearance of the huge black hand also made him guess some things.

Now seeing that Master Man had failed in his ascension, he felt even more sad and angry.

This was not only the failure of Man Daoren alone, but also told all the cultivators who aspired to ascend to heaven in the entire Sea of ​​Chaos that their fate would be the same.

If you have never seen hope shattered, you will continue to live, even if this hope seems extremely slim and no one has been able to achieve it.

But once you really see the demise of hope, the damage to your heart of Taoism is immeasurable.

All of a sudden, the middle-aged man in gray robe, who had always had a dull expression, became excited.

His eyes were slightly red, with a hint of madness.

Above his head, the seventh-level Dao realm suddenly appeared, and there was a faint sense of chaos.

But at this moment, a low shout, like thunder, deafening!

"Fellow Daoist, wake up!"

The middle-aged man in gray robe was shocked and his eyes became clear instantly.

The Dao domain above the head was silently retracted.

He turned his head in a daze and looked at the thin old man. He slowly came back to his senses, hesitated slightly, and then whispered:
"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

"You're welcome."

The thin old man shook his head, with a complicated expression and a hint of shock, looking in the direction of the immortal land.

He could no longer sense the changes there, but he vaguely remembered the huge shock he felt when the huge black hand appeared.

However, this shock did not destroy his faith, but made him even more determined.

After a brief silence, he slowly whispered:

"Man Dao Ren was something beyond our plan. We did not expect him to break through the blockade of the Sea of ​​Chaos at the beginning. Now, we are just asked to give up our illusions and continue to firmly implement our plan... You must know that the freedom of you and me, and the freedom of our descendants, can only be obtained through our desperate struggle!"

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, are you scary?"

The gray-robed middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this, and then a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he said hoarsely:
"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. We are already in such a situation, so what is there to be afraid of? But...isn't the Jade Pot Realm afraid?"

The thin old man couldn't help but burst into laughter.

However, there was no smile in his eyes. Instead, there was a hint of deepness and generosity that he had never shown in front of outsiders. He said in a deep voice:

"My Yuhu Realm has fought for hundreds of generations, and has endured with determination, just for the day when we can break through the sky and see the sun in the sea again! Even if we die nine times, we still have no regrets! What is there to fear?"

The middle-aged man in gray robe was slightly moved. This was the first time he heard the other person reveal his true feelings from his mouth.

After a moment of silence, he asked:
“Why not speak to each family and work together?”

The thin old man smiled faintly and sighed:

"Although it is possible to form alliances, I know that people have different mindsets and it will be difficult for us to work together. It is better to fight to the end and sweep across the world. In this way, it will be like a mountain storing flood water. Once the dam breaks, it will pour down and break through this immortal barrier that has caused this sin!"

"Once the Immortal Pass is breached, the rules of the Sea of ​​Chaos will no longer have room for containment. Even if that evil hand can kill the Immortal, it will be too late to reverse the situation..."

Having said this, he suddenly paused, and there was a slight change in his eyes.

The middle-aged man in gray robe did not notice this and frowned:
"If there are people in this sea of ​​chaos who really don't want an ascended immortal to appear, how could they allow the immortal to break through? Do you really have this confidence?"

The thin old man came back to his senses, suppressed the slight throbbing in his heart, and sighed slightly:
"It's fate and time. It's been more than 800 years since the last collapse of Dahai City. There is no hope of it reappearing. If this continues, the Chaos Sea will only become weaker and weaker, and there will be no possibility of breaking through. What other choices do we have?"

"Breaking through the Immortal Pass is the only way we can go."

The middle-aged man in gray robe listened to the old man's words, and after a moment of silence, he finally whispered:

"I am willing to listen to the orders of fellow Taoists."

Upon hearing this, the thin old man finally revealed a relieved smile:

"It's good to have this comment from you, fellow Taoist."

Then he said seriously:
"Now that the biggest variable, Taoist Man, has finally disappeared, the time is ripe. You and I can finally let go and do it. The remaining forces will depend on you, Taoist friend."

The middle-aged man in gray robe nodded, and then his figure faded silently and finally disappeared.

The thin old man looked at this scene, but he didn't know where he was looking. There was no one else present, so he finally didn't have to hide it anymore. A deep worry appeared in his eyes:

"The Supreme Buddha... The Supreme Buddha..."

In an unknown force in the Sea of ​​Chaos.

A bald young man was suspended in the air, looking towards the direction where the huge black hand appeared, with a look of joy and reverence on his face. He knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground, extremely pious, and shouted:

"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Supreme True Buddha!"

Behind him, one could vaguely see a number of outsider monks, who were also fanatical and kneeling respectfully...

Blasphemy.

Looking at Yu Yu who was slowly changing the position of the golden-red blood cells in the distant sky, Gan Xiong slowly withdrew his gaze, but his heart could not stop recalling the scene he had just seen. While being shocked, he also felt an undercurrent that had always been surging in the sea of ​​chaos, and now it was finally about to erupt.

Gan Xiong sighed softly with a complicated expression.

Yu Yu's appearance was really too late. If it had been earlier, even just a few tens of thousands of years, the Sacrifice Holy Realm might have had some capital. However, it is still far behind now.

"Where should we go now?"

He stood alone with his hands behind his back, looking out of the world, feeling lonely and confused.

……

Ogura world.

Within the dojo.

Wang Ba sat cross-legged under the Jade Fire Tung tree, holding in his hand the rules wrapped in a ray of lightning.

He has found a breakthrough in this rule.

It’s like finding the most important thread in a ball of thread, and all that’s left is time.

As time went by, he cracked this rule bit by bit, and his understanding of this rule gradually improved.

Finally, with the help of the wind-driving staff, Wang Ba cut the last black and white silk thread with extremely delicate techniques.

Outside the rules, the lightning suddenly dimmed.

And almost at the same time.

The rules that were connected from beginning to end in the lightning slowly broke apart.

Wang Ba finally saw what was wrapped in this rule.

Then he was suddenly stunned.

Within the rules, a familiar black pill gradually revealed its true appearance and was slowly rotating.

And on the surface of this pill, a shrunken familiar figure was standing on it.

Seeing this figure, Wang Ba was shocked at first, and then he couldn't help but cried out:

"It's you?!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye..."

The figure was vague and vague, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.

With a sad smile on his face:
"It seems that you are right. I really failed..." (End of this chapter)