The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 403: Refining the Fusang Sacred Tree
"Tanggu is sinking continuously!" The terrible pressure disappeared and people flew into the sky one after another.

Some people refused to give up and rushed towards the sea eye, but found that they could not get close at all.

"It's the Eye of the Sea, the legendary Eye of the North Sea!"

A huge black hole appeared in the sea, as if it was going to swallow Tanggu. The divine light emitted by the golden Fusang sacred tree was distorted and became weaker and weaker.

According to legend, the Eye of the North Sea can devour the heaven and earth, refine gods and demons, and is the place where the Sun Emperor suppresses those who have committed serious crimes.

"Son of Peace, run away quickly!" the nameless ancient saint shouted.

"I really want to go out, but now I can't move!" Xiao Ping'an said helplessly: "Senior Zhen Ling asked me to help him guard Tanggu for a few years. He said he would be back soon! My safety is not a problem, it's just a matter of when I will come back!"

Xiao Ping'an told the nameless ancient sage, Lu Wushuang, and Ye Qiu the news through voice transmission.

He also saw Princess Jinwu with a frown on her face in the distance, as bright as the sun.

Obviously he was worried that Xiao Ping'an would die and he would be implicated.

Xiao Pingan thought about it and sent her a message: "Don't worry, I won't die. I will be able to come out safely in a few years. You don't have to worry that if I die, you will die too!"

With a loud bang, Tanggu completely disappeared into the sea eye and was never seen again.

It is actually a special world cage. It is hard to say where the exact starry sky coordinates are. After all, it was set up by the Sun Holy Emperor.

The sacred Fusang tree shines brightly, emitting golden light that illuminates the vast darkness.

Xiao Ping'an sat cross-legged on a black paper boat, under the Fusang sacred tree, practicing silently, constantly using Taoist scriptures to integrate the five secret realms of the human body and rebuild the five secret realms of the human body, while refining the golden trunk of the Fusang sacred tree.

The world around was pitch black, and only the sacred Fusang tree illuminated the world like the sun.

"So this is the Eye of the North Sea! The place where the Sun Emperor suppresses the evildoers!"

Xiao Ping'an planned to explore around first and then practice here.

It was very dark and quiet here, with only the sound of Xiao Ping'an's footsteps echoing, which seemed particularly distant.

There is not a trace of light or life here. It is a pure dead place with no grass at all.

This place is indeed very strange. Looking up from below, it is like a sea eye, like a bottomless pit.

It is very cold and dry here, with no seawater backflow.

He quickly walked dozens or hundreds of miles, and soon he found some special bones, all of which were the bones of saints.

He examined it and found that the bone was extremely hard, worthy of being the bone of a saint.

Although there is no fluctuation of the saint's law, it still contains a trace of original divinity.

If Fusheng and Tonggu saw it, they would probably be drooling over it.

Xiao Ping'an collected whatever he could find along the way, whether it was the skin, fur, bones, even corpses and blood of the saints, he collected them all.

Although this is where the Sun Holy Emperor imprisoned the evil ones, their corpses are indeed treasures after their death.

Some of the saints imprisoned here were obviously unwilling to die silently here, and instead chose to self-destruct.

This kind of self-destruction is basically of no use.

"This senior formation spirit has locked me up in this place of exile, which can be considered as a blessing for me..."

Xiao Ping'an remembered the nine emperor runes in the Sun Sutra. After a special combination, they would successfully open the sea eye channel and leave here.

However, he did not intend to do so. Instead, he wanted to refine the branches of the Fusang sacred tree first, and then comprehend the charm of the Tao here.

Finally, Xiao Ping'an discovered that this was a circular space with the Fusang sacred tree as the center point and a radius of two hundred miles.

There was only chaotic air and terrible great emperor arrays outside this space, and the photos could not approach or pass through it. In the end, Xiao Ping'an found more than a dozen corpses, which were relatively intact. Only two were human, and the others were ancient creatures with strange looks.

"It turned out to be the corpses of more than a dozen great saints. Counting the other corpses we picked up, it was quite a harvest."

"Judging from the aura here, there are at least hundreds of saints and above who have been banished here."

Xiao Ping'an picked up so many corpses. Although most of the immortals had disappeared after millions of years of refining, these things were still good things.

Not to mention anything else, just these bones, at least if brought back to the Haiyue Holy Land, can be used to refine a great saint weapon or several saint weapons.

This place was indeed very strange. Whenever Xiao Ping'an left the Fusang sacred tree or the black paper boat, he would immediately feel that all the energy in his body was evaporating and being quickly devoured.

This place is indeed very special, worthy of being the exile place for swallowing the sky and devouring the earth to refine gods and demons.

Xiao Ping'an originally wanted to refine some of the chaos around him, but found that there was no way.

The overlapping array patterns of the Emperor simply did not allow him to do so.

After exploring for a while, he found that this space was actually very much like a round pot. Perhaps this world in the pot could be called the Demon Refining Pot.

Xiao Ping'an returned to the place where the Fusang sacred tree was.

The sacred Fusang tree was like a sun, rooted in the center and shining with golden light, just like the sun.

The Fusang sacred tree may be the only immortal elixir in the entire world of Zhutian that can be used to refine ultimate weapons.

Therefore, the aura emitted by the Fusang sacred tree is very terrifying. If Xiao Ping'an did not have the black paper boat, he would not be able to get close to the Fusang sacred tree easily.

He piloted the black paper boat and landed under the Fusang sacred tree. He practiced silently while absorbing the trunk of the Fusang sacred tree.

The nine runes of the Great Emperor of the Sun Sutra that were imprinted on the immortal platform silently manifested themselves and blossomed into divine rings.

Nine divine rings surrounded Xiao Ping'an in the center, making him look like a god.

This is truly a rare and quiet place for cultivation. His whole body is submerged in golden light. The branch in his hand gradually becomes smaller, and the leaves are gradually refined.

A month later, he encountered a shocking disaster.

In this unique world, he could not escape his terrible calamity.

Whether it was the terrifying human-shaped lightning, the terrifying palace, or the chaotic divine thunder, they all kept descending.

When the horrible heavenly tribulation disappeared, he stood firmly on the sixth level of the Heaven of Zhan Dao.

He continued to practice here, sitting on the black paper boat, his whole body shining with light, and his beauty complemented by the Fusang sacred tree.

The mind is free of distractions and one forgets about the world and oneself.

He is constantly gaining enlightenment and practicing.

There are countless great Dao charms here, and Xiao Pingan absorbs them eagerly.

He practices here silently.

Time is like running water, passing day by day.

Xiao Ping'an was like a statue, motionless.

The branch of the sacred Fusang tree in his hand was becoming dimmer and dimmer, and the golden leaves on the tree were almost absorbed.

Strand by strand, the most original holy power of the sun was refined into his body.

At the same time, he continued to absorb the holy power of the sun from the Fusang sacred tree.

(End of this chapter)