Ming Dynasty: Emperor Wanshou is cultivating immortality!

"Boom boom boom!"

In all parts of the desolate fairyland, golden beams of light descended from the sky.

At the same time, human figures appeared one after another.

This group of people were not outsiders but the Yan family, Xu family, Gao family, Zhang family, Zhao family, Hu family, Yu family, Wang family, as well as Hai Rui's family, Hai family, and Tang Shunzhi's family, Tang family.

There is also Lu Bing’s family, the Lu family.

In addition, there are the five military commanders and disciples of several overlord-level giant forces in the world of immortal cultivation.

There were nineteen people in the group.

In the fairyland, the dusk is as red as blood, soaking the sky.

The dark green robe swept across the gray and dry bones on the ground.

The skeletons were all in strange postures, some curled up like babies, some with their fingers dug deep into the earth veins, their knuckles eroded by immortal energy and showing a rusty color that appeared over the years.

"Is this... the fairyland?" Yan Chen, a genius from the Yan family's side branch, looked at everything in front of him with a hoarse voice.

The fact that he could become a genius from the Yan family's side branch and was selected to enter the fairyland was enough to show that he was top-notch in the entire Yan family in terms of both his mind and brains.

You must know that now all the provinces in the world have known that the fairyland has turned into a cemetery.

As a talented young man from the Yan family's side branch who was chosen to enter the fairyland, he naturally knew all this.

But sometimes, knowing clearly is one thing, and actually seeing it is another feeling altogether.

Of course, there were more than a dozen other people who had the same idea as him at this time.

The guiding light teleported Yan Chen to a square in front of an old and dilapidated bronze temple.

A huge, half-inverted dragon-head beam made of unknown material was inserted into the ground of the square.

The dark red color that had condensed at the broken end of the beam had already weathered away.

Yan Chen raised his hand and touched it lightly, and the condensed dark red precipitate fell down and turned into scarlet snow in the evening breeze.

"This is..." Yan Chen's eyes swept across the dragon's head, and he focused on the location of the dragon's eyes.

I saw half a piece of broken jade embedded in the dragon's eye.

Through the broken jade fragments, one can vaguely see that the right half of the Chinese character "天" was melted into a crystal cluster by lightning and fire, flashing an eerie light in the blood-red setting sun.

A mirror that had been broken into eight pieces was inserted diagonally among the ruins.

The mirror reflected a handsome and serious face, and Yan Chen reached out to touch the mysterious patterns on the edge of the mirror.

"The characters in this fairy world are exactly the same as those in the world of cultivating immortals." Yan Chen said softly.

Today, the world of immortal cultivation is unified by the Ming Dynasty.

Under the operation of Jiajing's Heavenly Will, all living beings learned the texts about the world of immortal cultivation very quickly.

For more than 2,000 years, it has been mastered by all races in the heavens. Therefore, Yan Chen naturally knows the writing of the world of immortal cultivation.

"laugh!"

Just as Yan Chen was thinking in his mind and playing with the broken jade in his hand, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his fingertips.

"Buzz!" A special energy spread out.

"Is it the fairy spirit?" Looking at the special energy in his hand that was gnawing at his flesh and blood, Yan Cheng's mind was like a mist, and he became familiar with this energy.

All the creatures who ascended to the immortal world would immediately have some basic common sense about the immortal world flooding into their minds. These were the instinctive cognitions given by the heavens after the cultivators ascended.

Mortal cultivators absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which is converted into spiritual power after entering their bodies. Similarly, what exists in the bodies of immortals is immortal energy, and what exists in the immortal world is immortal spiritual energy.

After the immortal spirit is absorbed by the immortal, it will be transformed into immortal energy in the body.

"But this fairy spirit..." Almost instinctively, Yan Chen frowned and quickly retreated.

As this immortal spirit was devouring his flesh and blood, the immortal energy in his body began to boil rapidly.

Afterwards, a feeling of rejection arose almost instinctively.

Even his soul burst out with a strong feeling of disgust at this moment.

However, it was too late for him to retreat.

"Not good!" Suddenly, Yan Chenye's rain and snow started.

"Bang!" As Yan Chen retreated, he knocked over the charred broken beam. Under the wooden stake was half a piece of faded red silk, with the words "Yongshou" embroidered with gold thread crumbling in the decay.

However, at this time, Yancheng didn't care about all these and immediately sat down cross-legged. He began to calm down, practice his skills, and mobilize all the immortal energy in his body to expel that special energy.

However, that special energy, as if driven by its own will, rushed all the way towards the depths of his soul, and then stopped in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Swiss, swiss, swish!"

The wind blew through the broken fragments of flags, and the rustling sound was accompanied by the lingering beating of war drums.

Yan Chen closed his eyes, and when his mind wanted to intercept that special fairy spirit, he was lost in an instant.

There was a roaring sound in my ears.

His divine consciousness seemed to penetrate the long river of time. He saw the prosperous fairyland of the past, and also saw the fairyland collapse and hundreds of millions of fairies falling and dying under the ravages of a strange plague.

At the same time, the scene before his eyes also changed accordingly.

At this moment, he was in front of a large group of magnificent buildings.

One by one, the figures of immortals with profound cultivation and elegant temperament passed by him. There were even immortal beasts that he had never seen before passing through his body.

"Is this a scene from the past..." Yan Chen soon calmed down.

Having had contact with the strange destiny, he naturally knew that the strange plague would combine with the laws of heaven and earth and form strange laws in a fixed place with the remaining obsessions of living beings.

Some of the strange laws will form special scenes, which may be the life of the living being or other scenes.

He clearly remembered that his divine consciousness was trying to intercept that special immortal spirit, but he ended up getting lost in such an illusion. It was obvious that he was pulled into the weirdness.

He already understood that the special energy that had tried to invade his sea of ​​consciousness before should be the innate plague that filled the fairy world.

For a moment, Yan Chen's expression became a little solemn.

"There is no life force in my stone sea, and the strange plague is the life force that attacks the cultivators... I just hope that this ghost will not affect my spiritual roots. But right now, the most important thing is to carefully observe everything in front of me, because this may be the scene before the destruction of the fairy world..."

Yan Chen calmed down and began to look carefully at everything in front of him.

Then he looked straight ahead.

There were three big characters written on the huge sky gate: "Xuntian Palace"!
The word "天" written on the broken jade with the dragon's eye on the dragon head beam flashed through my mind. I thought that the complete words on the broken jade should be the three words "寻天殿".

"Buzz!" Suddenly, the space in the originally peaceful and magnificent fairyland suddenly shook.

Almost at the same time, the immortal disciples around the "Xuntian Palace" all looked towards the northernmost end of the immortal world.

There was a sudden commotion between heaven and earth!
Yan Chen couldn't help but look up.

"Squeak!" A bloody crack suddenly appeared above the dark sky at the northernmost end of the fairyland.

The crack was only as thin as a hair at first, but in the blink of an eye it spread into a crack that went through the sky. Scarlet mist gushed out like a living thing, dyeing the clouds wherever it passed.

The falling fairy rain turned into sticky blood beads.

"what!!!"

The scream came from an immortal from the "Xuntian Palace".

Through the way the immortal disciples addressed this immortal and the information they revealed during the surrounding commotion, Yan Chen quickly understood that this immortal was an elder of the Patrol Heaven Palace whose cultivation had reached the "immortal" level.

Human immortals, earthly immortals, celestial immortals, divine immortals, mysterious immortals, golden immortals, and Daluo golden immortals.

The realm of gods and immortals is ranked fourth among the realms of immortals.

After Jiujie Sanxian ascended to heaven, he became a celestial immortal. His current level of cultivation was only that of a human immortal, which showed how powerful this elder was.

With a thought in his mind, Yan Chen took a step forward and came to the elder, observing the red fog closely. "Is this the strange plague?!" Yan Chen stared.

The elder, whose cultivation had reached the "immortal" level, was about to make a hand gesture to seal the rift, but as soon as his fingertips touched the red mist, he let out a heart-wrenching howl.

"boom!"

His immortal robe instantly decayed into ashes, revealing the dark purple blood vessels beneath his skin. Those blood vessels were actually running under the epidermis, like millions of centipedes gnawing at his flesh.

"The plague... is a strange plague!" the elder roared, but his eyes emitted a strange red light.

"Boom!" A blood-red mist rose around him.

The originally vast star power suddenly turned into sticky blood at this moment, grinding all the immortal herbs and spiritual trees within a hundred feet around into powder.

When the blood threads touched the white marble steps of the Xuntian Palace, those immortal steps that had been passed down for countless years suddenly squirmed as if coming alive, and then were corroded and melted bit by bit.

"Boom!" Then it collapsed with a loud bang.

Fairies holding nectar and dew were flying through the clouds.

Suddenly, a fairy holding a peach with purple stripes and yellow core stumbled and fell. The peach in her hand rolled down into the clouds, and the moment it touched the red mist, it cried like a baby.

The fairy covered her ears in horror, only to see that the fairy pattern on her fair wrist was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was replaced by dense black runes. Those runes seemed to have life, crawling along the blood vessels towards the heart.

"help me……"

Her shrill scream echoed through the sky.

At the same time, in her sea of ​​consciousness, her natal "immortal beast spirit scorpion" showed its ferocious fangs. A strange plague invaded, and her natal combined with the laws of heaven and earth began to mutate and twist.

A fellow disciple was about to swing his whisk when he saw the fairy suddenly smile strangely, her mouth stretched to her ears, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth. Her body seemed to be kneaded by invisible hands, her slender waist swelled to the thickness of a water tank, her ten fingers turned into black claws, and nine scorpion tails covered with barbs emerged from her back.

In a blink of an eye, the beautiful and elegant fairy turned into a monster that would devour anyone it saw.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Chen couldn't help but gasp.

These plagues in the fairy world are more terrifying and difficult to deal with than the third type of plague that the Ming Dynasty originally had!
The most terrifying thing about the plague is that it devours not only flesh and blood, but also the immortal laws that practitioners have practiced for thousands of years.

"Cuckoo!"

The halls began to ooze blood.

Glazed tiles made of unknown materials fell off one after another and turned into blood blades like locusts in the sky.

Any immortal disciple who comes into contact with them will be in immediate danger.

Some people's natures are constantly changing, turning into clumps of black slime that constantly changes shape.

The collapse of the fairyland presents a strange sense of layering.

The lowest-level human immortals were the first to fall, and they turned into irrational plague carriers, rampaging throughout the entire building complex.

The middle-level celestial beings can still stay lucid for a moment, but they have to kill the infected disciples, followers, and fellow Taoists with their own hands.

Those gods and immortals who are usually aloof from the world and have reached the level of elders are now tearing their Taoist robes frantically.

The life force was infected, and the life object began to retaliate.

Those who had their own natal immortal sword began to run around in their sea of ​​consciousness.

Some of those whose natal objects are immortal tripods, spew out green flames that corrode the immortal soul and devour the owner in the blink of an eye.

The most tragic one was the one who entered the Tao through music. The lyre in his hand suddenly grew fangs and devoured its owner in an instant.

"Look!" Someone shouted, "Is that the fairy river in the Biluo Fairyland!?"

Fairyland of the Blue Sky?

Yan Chen understood that it should be a force that was superior to the fairyland where he was at the moment.

With a thought in his mind, Yan Chen's gaze was drawn to the end of the Milky Way.

The originally sparkling Immortal River was now boiling like blood, with countless remains of immortals floating on the river.

What's even more bizarre is that the broken arms and limbs were automatically pieced together. The head of a certain immortal was forcibly fused with the torso of the fairy. The new monster had both male and female characteristics, and had twelve pairs of rotten wings on its back.

"Roar!!!" It let out a roar that was neither human nor beast, and opened its mouth to spit out tens of thousands of chains condensed by the law of plague, piercing through all living beings within a radius of ten thousand miles.

The laws of the fairy world began to distort and collapse.

Suddenly, the law of gravity was completely disrupted, gravity in some areas increased dramatically, and countless immortals were crushed into meat paste by the crazy area.

The laws of time and space were even more fragmented. A certain Golden Immortal was about to perform the Great Teleportation Technique, but his lower body remained in the past 100,000 years, while his upper body strangely appeared in the future, letting out a chilling howl in the cracks of time and space.

At the end of time, vast expanses of hellish scenes were revealed.

"Hiss!" Seeing the past, present and future of the entire fairy world, the laws collapsed completely at this moment. Not only billions of lives were invaded by the strange plague and turned into a fierce hell, Yan Chen only felt his scalp tingling!
Previously, he thought that the immortal world's natal plague might be the source of the Ming Dynasty's natal plague. Or maybe the Ming Dynasty's natal plague was just a coincidence.

But in the end, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Perhaps with the power of the Immortal Dynasty, breaking the natal plague would only take some time.

However, the thing that the Immortal Dynasty has the most is time.

In the Qiankun Realm, "days pass by like years". A thousand years in the outside world can be compared to the time in this realm. Somehow, it can be deciphered.

But at this moment, after seeing all this, he suddenly realized how wrong he was.

The collapse of the fairy world continues.

Perhaps several hours have passed, or perhaps several days, and of course, dozens of years or even tens of thousands of years cannot be ruled out.

The fairy world completely collapsed, the space above the sky continued to collapse, and the long river of time also collapsed.

Some immortals who had never appeared in the world, even those who had reached the legendary quasi-saint level or even the saint level, began to die.

Fairyland, a certain Buddhist world.

The golden light around the Buddhas was eroded by the blood mist, and countless maggot-like chains of laws emerged from under their robes.

Spider-web-like black lines appeared on the Bodhisattva's skin.

The arhat's golden body began to peel off, revealing a dark liquid flowing under the skin. The scriptures he chanted turned into curses, corroding the believers' Buddhist hearts into insect nests.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Yan Chen's vision was filled with blood.

Then, time passed rapidly before his eyes, and the strange plague, from its raging to its end, passed by before his eyes.

At the same time, the laws of collapse seemed to be beginning to be rebuilt.

However, all this seemed to be silently telling Yan Chen that the strange plague had penetrated into the laws.

This fairyland has long been filled with strange plagues, which cannot be eliminated at all!
"So this is the past of the fairy world..." Yan Chen sighed softly. His spiritual thoughts began to dissipate, but were forcibly condensed by some force in the next moment.

"Shh!"

Yan Chen's eyes suddenly opened.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!" Then, Yan Chen began to breathe heavily.

Recalling everything in his mind, Yan Chen looked at the scene in front of him, and then suddenly seemed to think of something. He quickly calmed down and his mind rushed towards the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, when he arrived in the stone sea, he found that the strange energy he had been chasing had disappeared.

Yancheng couldn't help but think of the scene he had seen before. His face turned pale. Then he quickly calmed down and used his divine sense to madly sweep his whole body, trying to see if there was anything unusual.

Half an hour later, Yan Chen let out a sigh of relief.

"Success!" Of course, there was more shock and excitement, "The strange plague is ineffective against the Lingen system?!"

Of course, at this moment, Yan Chen was not the only one who encountered this situation. More than a dozen other people were also more or less invaded by the inexplicable strange plague.

Afterwards, all the more than ten ascenders who ascended to the immortal world this time sat cross-legged on the spot at this moment. Their spiritual thoughts were led to experience the truth of the destruction of the immortal world, which was similar in many ways!
However, what Yan Chen and the others did not know was that everything they experienced in the fairyland at this time, as well as everything they saw with their divine consciousness, was being broadcast live to Jiajing and the others in Yuxi Palace.

"..." (End of this chapter)