Practice begins with using the Six Dings and Six Jias

The scene at the center of the storm was different than expected.

Inside was a mountain floating in the air, and Xu Qing and others appeared at the foot of the mountain.

From the foot of the mountain to the top, there are tombstones on both sides of the road.

The bright and soft sunlight diffuses in every inch of space here, and the connected tombstones are dyed in the light. Not only does it not feel gloomy at all, but it also gives people a sense of tranquility and comfort.

If the experience along the way was not still vivid in his mind, Xu Qing would have suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

“This place”

Jingqing raised her eyes and looked at the densely packed stone tombstones that seemed to have almost no end in sight.

On the smooth stone surface of the tombstone were names written in characters she could not understand.

The words are incomprehensible, but not unfamiliar.

Before this, they had seen similar words on the sand cliff outside.

It's not just the words that are the same, but the writing style is exactly the same.

Practitioners have strong memories and excellent eyesight. With just one glance, they can imprint everything in their minds almost without error.

By comparison, it can be concluded that the two are depictions of the same dragon.

"Is the top of the mountain the exit?" Jingxin looked around and found that this was a mountain of tombs.

Apart from that road, the rest are tombstones, and the exit is most likely at the top of the mountain.

"Let's go."

Wei Yichen was the first to walk towards the top of the mountain.

On this mountain, even he, who was at the seventh level, could not fly, and could only use a small part of his strength.

If you want to climb a mountain, you have to use your own feet to climb up step by step.

"Wei Sheng, what is written on the tombstones on both sides?" Xu Qing followed Wei Yichen's footsteps and couldn't help but ask.

Wei Yichen glanced at Xu Qing standing aside:

"The name of the deceased."

"There is another sentence, each one is different, it is the mumbling of the tomb carver to the tomb carver."

"For example, the tombstone has the words 'Little Ao Min, in my memory you were still chirping in my ear, but when I think of you, I find that you have been dead in battle for 100,000 years.'"

"Also, it says, 'Ao Fei, I will merge your remaining true spirit into the blood of a mortal, hoping that one day your true spirit will be able to revive.'"

“It’s written here.”

As Xu Qing listened to Wei Yichen's words, a picture suddenly flashed through his mind -

An old man was carving the tombstones on the mountain stroke by stroke alone. When he came to the tombstone that corresponded to the owner, his rusty and dull brain began to surge with related memories, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"This should be a tombstone carved by the surviving dragons of the ancient Dragon Palace War for their members who died in the battle."

Jingxin thought of the murals he saw outside the storm and guessed, "After the war, the Dragon Palace was hidden from the world and no longer connected to the outside world. It is very likely that this survivor trapped himself in this place."

"And for some reason, his memory has deteriorated like that of an ordinary old man."

Even when a practitioner is old or at the end of his life, his consciousness is still clear.

Moreover, judging from the contents on the tombstones, the dragons that carved these tombstones must be real dragons that have surpassed the seventh realm and reached the fairyland.

"None of this matters. The right thing to do is to get out as soon as possible. There's no benefit in getting involved in this." Wei Yichen looked indifferent.

"By the way, Wei Sheng, I see that the scroll you just took out is a space-related magic weapon, why don't you take the three of us in it?"

Xu Qing wanted to ask at that time.

Why were those people included in the scroll and taken away by Wei Sheng, but the three of them did not have this treatment?

"Because the three of you are all people with great luck." Wei Yichen explained: "In terms of strength, of course it is not worth mentioning, but luck is not measured by strength."

"You three are by my side, and we are connected by karma and destiny. It will be easier to overcome danger when we encounter problems."

"So that's how it is." Xu Qing finally understood why Wei Sheng insisted on bringing the three of them along.

After that, the group was silent.

He climbed silently to the top of the mountain, leaving behind the countless tombstones on both sides.

About several hours later.

"This mountain is really big. It took us so long to see the top of the mountain." Wei Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly, "Did you hear the voice of the nine-headed dragon?"

Xu Qing and the other two nodded. They also heard the sound coming from the top of the mountain.

The sound is very muffled.

But one could vaguely hear fragments of speech, such as "the situation here is different from what is recorded in the classics", "the immortal fate has already chosen its master, and all our efforts have been in vain in the end", etc.

The more they listened, the more frightened they became.

But they have already arrived here, they can hear the voices of those dragonborn, and they must have discovered them.

Wei Yichen had a serious look on his face as he led Xu Qing and the other two to the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is empty except for a pool of water as clean as a mirror.

At this time, the nine-headed dragon was standing next to the pool.

When Xu Qing and the others reached the top of the mountain, they turned around and said in unison:
"You guys really came in."

Wei Yichen quickly explained: "We didn't come here to snatch the immortal fate from you. We are ready to leave here. The reward and other things are up to you."

Upon hearing this, Ba Xia remained silent and pointed to the pool of water.

"The exit is right here. If you jump down, you can leave the Dragon Palace. At the same time, all the immortal connections of this place are stored under the lake."

"Then can we just jump down?" Wei Yichen raised his eyebrows.

"According to the classics passed down from generation to generation in my clan, this is correct."

"But?" Wei Yichen immediately added as the other party finished speaking.

"There is indeed a 'but'." Ba Xia said in a deep voice: "According to the records in the classics, the opportunities inside should be ownerless. Whoever has the ability to get them will get them. But we just went down there."

"But we found that those opportunities have already been chosen, and we can't get them."

Wei Yichen's eyes lit up when he heard this.

The oath they took to enter the center of the storm involved rewards. If they did not receive the rewards, the causal relationship would be very weak and the impact on them would be minimized.

Ba Xia sneered.

"You seem very happy? What if you are the masters chosen by chance under the pool?"

"What do you mean?"

"It means that these opportunities have already been yours!" The nine-headed dragon descendants dispersed and surrounded the four people.

Xu Qing glanced at the nine-headed dragon descendants. Unlike being surrounded in the storm just now, most of their power was restricted here, so they could not generate too much pressure.

"You entered the storm formed by the corpses of our ancestors earlier than us. Have you entered here a long time ago?"

Ya Zi stared at Xu Qing and the other two with a ferocious look.

They are ready to fight if there is any disagreement.

The boundless murderous aura rolled over Xu Qing and the other two.

Although most of his power was restricted, the murderous aura that Ya Zi was born with and condensed after years of killing was not restricted here.

The magic talisman flickered between Jingqing's eyebrows.

The figures of the wild gods, ghosts and demons that she had killed emerged in her Niwan Palace's sea of ​​consciousness.

There was also a burst of murderous aura to fight against it.

The two murderous auras collided with each other, causing a large number of substantial energy ripples to surge around.

Jingqing's murderous aura is purer than Yazi's, but Yazi has practiced for many more years than her, and Jingqing cannot compare to the murderous aura accumulated in his lifetime in terms of volume. "That's enough."

Wei Yichen's face was cold. He waved his sleeves and all the Confucian spirit in his body burst out, offsetting the murderous aura of Jiaozi.

"Humph!"

The other eight dragonborn spoke in unfriendly tones.

"Wei Yichen!!!"

"You keep saying that you won't snatch the Immortal Fate from us, but you have already got it!"

"Is there any cultivator in this world who can withstand the temptation of immortal fate?"

"Those immortal opportunities were left to us, the younger generations, by our dragon ancestors. They are not suitable for you, a Confucian practitioner!!!"

They made all kinds of arrangements just for this immortal fate.

In the end, the chance to be immortal had already belonged to someone else.

No one can accept this result.

Even if the immortal fate has already chosen a master, as long as they kill their current master, the immortal fate will become ownerless again!

After saying that, the nine dragon descendants attacked Wei Yichen together.

There were no fancy magical powers, whether punches or palm strikes, they all relied entirely on the dragon clan's powerful physique.

The suppression here is the same for all people and monsters, even if they are dragon descendants. However, there are nine on their side and only one on the other side, and the other three are not cultivators with great supernatural powers, so the suppression they receive will be even greater.

Wei Yichen could tell at a glance what the Nine-headed Dragon Descendant was planning.

He cursed silently in his heart, and Confucian characters appeared all over his body.

These Confucian characters are connected to each other to form the four treasures of the study: pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, faced attacks from all directions.
The tip of the pen was as sharp as a spear, and the ink splashed and turned into the figure of a human warrior. Then he punched out, and all kinds of words automatically appeared on the paper. The words were like flying arrows from a bow. Finally, the stone inkstone swelled up in the wind to form a huge stone platform which fell down.

Affected by this place, Wei Yichen was unable to display the mysterious magical powers of the seventh realm of Confucianism and Taoism, and could only use these Confucian techniques again after many years.

Fortunately, both sides were weakened.

Everyone uses the most common attacks.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were used to meet the fists and claws of the nine-headed dragon, but after all, he was outnumbered by nine and was unable to defeat them. He could only barely block seven attacks, and the remaining two went straight towards Wei Yichen.

Wei Yichen gritted his teeth.

The Confucian characters all over the body are integrated into the body.

Suddenly, muscles protruded like rocks from under the loose Confucian robe.

In the blink of an eye, the handsome Confucian scholar turned into a burly and rough warrior.

"How disgraceful! How disgraceful!"

Since he was promoted to the realm of great supernatural powers, Wei Yichen has not fought in this state for a long time.

The burly man, whose loose Confucian robe looked like a tight-fitting suit, shouted "disgraceful" and raised his fists to hit the two attacking dragonborns.

Baxia and Qiuniu knew very well that these Confucian scholars were the most untrustworthy.

So even though he was fighting one against nine, he did not underestimate the opponent at all.

Facing the two-meter-tall burly man, they burst out with all their strength, directly using force to force the other party back.

Xu Qing and the other two quickly hid aside when the battle broke out.

None of the nine dragonborn paid any attention to them.

Even the seventh realm would be greatly suppressed here, let alone them.

The pure Qi in the bodies of the three people fell into a dormant state. The magic talismans could still be activated, but without the support of Qi, they could not produce any strong effect.

Xu Qing's Six Dings and Six Jias were not greatly affected by the pure Yuan Qi in the body, but for some reason he couldn't release them.

It's like they are rejected by this place and are not allowed to appear in this place.

Seeing that Wei Yichen was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and his situation was critical, the three of them were anxious like ants on a hot pan, not knowing what to do.

At this time, Xu Qing thought that since the magic talisman could still be activated, the Red Book of Chaos should also be usable.

The Red Book of Chaos would only appear on its own when he was in danger, and it was impossible for him to use it actively.

Think of this.

Xu Qing gritted his teeth and rushed into the battle circle between the Nine-headed Dragon Clan and Wei Yichen.

This sudden movement attracted the attention of everyone in Jiulong.

Wei Yichen was surprised and wanted to stop him from coming over, but he thought that the other party was not a foolish person and had great luck. He must be favored by the heaven and must have some plans.

This is the thought.

Wei Yichen let Xu Qing rush over.

When Ya Zi saw that this man was not knowing how to live or die, he simply slapped him with his palm.

Xu Qing did not dodge or evade.

The "Imperial Command of the Six Dings and Six Jias Chaos Red Talisman" in the sea of ​​consciousness sensed that the life of the holder was in danger, and suddenly burst into infinite divine light. The square talisman that looked like a token quickly transformed into a page of paper.

The paper sheets flew out from Xu Qing's head.

A palm strike sent Ya Zi flying backwards instantly.

The scene fell into dead silence for a moment.

It was not because Jiaozi flew backwards, but because he felt the strong breath of the Tao contained in that piece of paper.

This aura fell into the eyes of the seventh realm, that is——

Immortal fate!

The grand and righteous immortal fate!
It can help them ascend to become immortals and live forever in this world!

Even judging from the aura alone, this piece of paper is probably of much higher grade than those immortal ones they saw at the bottom of the pool!
at the same time.

When Xu Qing offered up the Red Book of Chaos.

The mirror-like pool on the top of the mountain suddenly boiled.

The balls of light floating at the bottom of the pool seemed to be inspired. They broke through the surface of the water and flew towards Xu Qing, surrounding him with a certain intimacy.

"This"

The sudden change made everyone present look at each other in confusion.

Ba Xia looked incredulous: "How is it possible?! Are you the only one chosen by these immortals?"

Xu Qing looked at the white light balls surrounding him. Each light ball contained a great aura similar to that of the Red Book of Chaos.

Judging from the words that Ba Xia just blurted out.

These light balls are all immortal connections.

Each of them can help those who have reached the seventh realm at the end of the cultivation path in this world to have a slight chance of ascending to become an immortal.

And these immortal fates.
Without him knowing anything, all of it was his? ! !

Xu Qing suddenly suspected that his ability to easily enter this space that formed a mirror with the dragon tomb was not just a coincidence.

Somewhere.

It seemed as if there was a force leading me here.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became very strange.

The nine-headed dragon stared at Xu Qing with eyes so fiery that it seemed as if it wanted to eat him alive.

But a consciousness suddenly appeared in their sea of ​​consciousness, and the words it conveyed made them all stunned in their place. (End of this chapter)