dejected fairy

Chapter 221

"The Immortal of the Hole? Could it be that behind the gate of the realm connected by this sign is the Hollow Realm?"

When Chen Yuan came back to his senses, his eyes changed, filled with golden brilliance, and he wanted to capture the scenes in those fragments, looking for more information.

It's a pity that after the road was broken, most of the fragments fell into the void and disappeared in a blink of an eye. The fragment that Chen Yuan cared about was already the last few, so when he looked at it intently, the feedback he got was very good. Limited, either wild mountains and rivers, or dilapidated cities, it is impossible to distinguish their origins.

"Just based on the scenery in each of these realms, it is impossible to tell whether it is a hole or not. After all, in terms of the vastness of the territory, no one has ever touched the edge of the hole! But the first broken beacon touched, It's actually the Hollow Realm, such a coincidence is outrageous!"

After staying for a few breaths, the fragments were all gone. Chen Yuan looked forward with a solemn expression, and his eyes fell on the bronze door that lost the road. He turned his eyes and looked at the endless darkness below the road.

The darkness was deep and silent, as if it could swallow everything.

"Even if you restore the cultivation base of the cave, you may not be able to get through here. What is contained in this darkness must be beyond the scope of the boundary. Without the path of the road sign, even if there is a door, it is impossible to go to it. .”

He frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he shook his head and sighed: "This matter has to be discussed in the long run. Although it is said that the sign is destroyed, there is at least one door left. After all, we can find a way to push the door away..."

At this moment, a voice came from behind Chen Yuan——

"Although the road sign is destroyed, the fairy gate is still there."

Chen Yuan didn't seem to be surprised by the sudden voice. He turned around and looked back, and what he saw was a hazy and illusory figure.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, and there were subtle differences from before, Chen Yuan still recognized the identity of this person at a glance——

"Fu Yuzi."

When he fell into the Great Rift Valley last time, after the death of Lin Youtang, who claimed to be the Qishan Immortal, his body was taken by someone else. He called himself Fu Yuzi, and according to records, he was the third generation patriarch of the Qishan Sect.

"It's the poor Taoist." The blurred figure nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist really did not disappoint the poor Taoist. The beacons stored in it have been broken and lost one after another, and most of the remaining few are riddled with holes and will collapse at the touch of a touch. Seeing the appearance of Daoist friends, it seems that you are very interested in the cave?"

Chen Yuan didn't answer immediately, but savored the other party's words and noticed a detail.

"This self-proclaimed immortal Fu Yuzi also said that I am the legacy of Qishan Mountain. Is it the power of the mirror of time that can affect even immortals, or is this person aware of the change in the law of cause and effect, and is deceiving me with words? Or, is he simply Not some fairy?"

A few thoughts flashed, but then he smiled to himself.

"Why do I think it's so complicated? Since he showed up, he just tried it out."

At this point, Chen Yuan was no longer polite, and asked directly: "Since you call yourself an immortal of Qishan, do you know how to open the gate of the realm without the mark?"

Fu Yuzi laughed: "It's a straight-forward person to be so straight-forward. Anyway, although I don't know why you care so much about that realm, but you are the only few remaining veins of the Qishan lineage. To help you."

After a pause, he suddenly pointed to the darkness under the remaining six road signs.

"Below this road, there was originally a shelter, in order to prevent Qishan disciples from accidentally falling into Wangchuan, causing an imperceptible impact, and then changing the world."

"Wangchuan?" Chen Yuan finally showed surprise, "You said this is Wangchuan? The Wangchuan River in the underworld? This leads to Fengdu, the underworld?"

"Whether it leads to the underworld or not, no one knows yet, but there is no doubt that the River of Forgetfulness flows below." Fu Yuzi sighed as he spoke, "The name of Heiyuan originally came from this endless land. The bottom of the abyss, and the reason why my master chose to set up the mountain gate here is to restrain Wangchuan!"

Chen Yuan said: "It is rumored that the things that fall into the river of forgetfulness, whether it is a person, a thing, or anything else, will be forgotten. Since it is forgotten, naturally there is no way to confirm it. How can you be sure? The following is the river of forgetfulness. Woolen cloth?"

In other words:
If it is really Wangchuan, then you will forget it when you see it, and you will not remember that it is Wangchuan.

If it wasn't for Wang Chuan, who would never forget seeing him, someone would spread the news to the world.

A paradox forms.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yuzi not only did not explain, but said instead: "The so-called forgetting the river is not that simple, it is not just simply forgetting, but all the records, stories, and even the traces left in the world in the past will disappear. Traces! Even Pindao suspects that Wangchuan is actually involved in the long river of history, and those who fall into the river of Wangchuan will really disappear from the long river of history!"

Chen Yuan's heart trembled.

Isn't this the opposite of your own time mirror?
Fu Yuzi continued: "Because of this, if a disciple accidentally falls, no one will remember this person afterwards, let alone rescue him, as if he never existed, and no one will realize that there are fewer Who. Therefore, there must be something that can be carried around here, even if a person falls, there will be some traces left..."

Chen Yuan became curious, and asked, "What can leave traces on people after falling into Wangchuan?"

"Good question." Fu Yuzi's laughter increased a bit, "Let me ask you, do you still remember the origin of the name of Qishan Sect?"

"The name of the Banner Mountain Sect?" A memory naturally emerged in Chen Yuan's heart, "Seizing the Spirit Banner in Ancient Times?"

"That's right!" Fu Yuzi stopped laughing, "Master set up the mountain gate to suppress Wangchuan Heiyuan, but when he named it, he referred to the ancient treasure that was sacrificed by him, Seizing the Spirit Banner! The Seizing the Name Banner handed down from later generations, this flag can remember people's real names, the true spirit of the Tibetans, was originally placed on this River of Forgetfulness, encircling the seven roads, even if it accidentally falls, it will be wrapped by the ancient Seizing the Spirit Flag first, If it is still unlucky and falls into the River of Forgetfulness, one of the real names and true spirits will always be left on the flag, so that it will not be completely wiped out, and there will be a day of recovery."

"awesome."

Chen Yuan almost gave him a thumbs up, but after thinking about it, what does this have to do with him?
He said: "But what does it have to do with the gate of the realm?"

Fu Yuzi said: "This flag can wrap the spirit and name of a person, and it can also hold the spirit and name of a bridge. You get this thing, unfold it again, and cover it on the black abyss of Wangchuan, and it will naturally be able to hold the spirit and name of the bridge." Use this to touch the gate of Immortal Court."

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said: "You want this flag? Do you want to borrow my hand to get it? What's your plan?"

Fu Yuzi was stunned, waiting for an explanation.

In the end, before he could speak, Chen Yuan shook his head again and said, "However, this has nothing to do with me. If, as you said, if you get this flag, you can open the gate of the realm, then I will go look for it." , if it is usable, I will use it myself, if it is useless, I will talk about other things, but there is no place for you in it. By the way, where is this thing? Do you know?"

Fu Yuzi was silent for a moment, then said: "Everyone in the world says that the Spirit Seizing Banner has been lost for 400 years."

"400 years?" Chen Yuan's heart moved, "The supreme treasure?"

"That's right." Fu Yuzi nodded, "This object is indeed listed as one of the Nine Supreme Treasures. It is said that it was lost together with the Void Flame Clock and the Eye of Skyfire, but the poor know that this object has always been in the hands of one person."

"Who?"

"Get Xuan Xianweng!"

Boom!

Suddenly, a violent vibration came, and the radiance suddenly swayed, and then shrank inward.

The Taoist sign and the gate of the realm in front of Chen Yuan dissipated, and his body was thrown out of the gate by a force, and returned to the altar of teaching skills.

Snapped!
The simple long sword popped out of the groove, and was grabbed by Chen Yuan. The spiritual energy in the sword was thin, and the real fire inside was weak, and it was consumed by more than half. If it is not stored for a while, and then forced to move, it will damage the foundation!
"Although I have gained status and background in this world, I am frustrated and disqualified after all, so my spirit is not good!"

He looked around, but he couldn't see the figure of Fu Yuzi!
"It's really unlucky, how did it get disrupted at the critical moment? Which melon skin did it?"

With a sweep of Chen Yuan's spiritual thoughts, he knew the magic formula, and then he noticed the changes on Qishan Island, and his heart became more and more unhappy.

"Someone really came to make trouble! It ruined my business!"

　The time is coming, first release, later will modify...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)