There is nothing special about the fairy world.
That is, the spiritual energy is richer than billions of points, the great way is obvious, the treasure is more than billions of points, and the absorption of the immortal energy is convenient for billions of points. When enlightening the Tao, there is an extremely small chance to realize the origin of the great way.
When Wang Jixuan was having a meeting, he couldn't help but release his immortal consciousness to the greatest extent, but found that the immortal consciousness of the sixth-grade Yuanxian could only extend more than 1,200 miles in the fairy world. Then he was shocked by the fluctuations of the spiritual energy because the immortal consciousness was too thin.
His current immortal consciousness is about ten times stronger than the spiritual consciousness before the tribulation.
But the distance to exploration in the fairy world has been reduced.
This world has existed forever, almost endless, with strong people standing in hand, and hundreds of races coexisting.
Human beings are not the dominant ones who are above and above;
However, humans must also be the overlord race in the fairy world.
——Although no creature in the fairy world will care about these origins.
"Boss...Boss?"
Peony's call made Wang Jixuan turn back from the exploration of the immortal consciousness.
He blinked calmly: "What's wrong?"
"Everyone is waiting for you to say a few words," Mudan pointed to the conference table.
In the conference room, there were not only members of their team, but also four or five Mahayana masters who came with them. Murong Zhengyi sat in the last seat.
Wang Jixuan nodded with a smile and said seriously:
"First of all, I will make it clear to you one thing. I can only stay here for three months at most and have to leave after three months.
"This is the fairy world. What is the environment? I must have known it when I was in a coma.
"I saved a group of monks to come to the fairy world, but I can't hide the news that I have sent to the fairy world. However, these forces shouldn't care too much. After all, they are just a group of monks from the beard world. In order to avoid the pursuit of the secret cultivators, they used the monks to ascend to the fairy world.
"But someone will definitely be looking after the follow-up. The secret sect suffered such a big loss this time, and he will not stop there.
"I have a senior with great strength here. I will ask him to help you create a paradise. I also ask you to devote yourself to your practice and avoid the limelight."
An old Taoist pondered for a few moments, and was about to speak, but was reminded by a fellow Taoist beside him with gestures.
The old Taoist suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Murong Zhengyi, and smiled and said, "Zhengyi, tell me what we have discussed recently."
"good."
Murong Zheng nodded and responded, a little nervous, got up and walked to the writing board behind him.
The time is too short and they are not used to using various technological equipment. Mudan specially prepared a writing board for them.
Murong Zheng said quickly:
"We are indeed in danger now, and what Mudan Daoist said is right. Our group of people are actually dying people."
Mudan raised her hand beside her and signaled: "Boss, the secret sect has slaughtered that beard world."
Wang Jixuan's eyelids twitched: "Massacre? Mortals?"
"Mortals have been affected by several big cities."
Peony said helplessly:
"They destroyed all the towns and killed all the monks and even the warriors.
"Although the first base we left behind was self-destructed, they did not let it go after it self-destructed, smashing it and turning the land into a sea.
"I stayed there to check the self-destructive situation and used quantum technology to communicate and sent some black and white photos.
"The Secret Cult seems to have dispatched a group of secret troops...there are all demon cultivators who kill people."
Wang Jixuan was speechless.
Murong Zheng's eyes were a little red: "What kind of hatred do we have with these beasts? They want to open up our world and kill on the grounds that they are called cutting off their practice!"
Wang Jixuan whispered: "Didn't the various sects join forces to issue notices to let the casual cultivators take the initiative to disperse their cultivation..."
An old Taoist smiled bitterly: "They cleaned up in Fang Town, and the mortals in Fang Town were also killed."
"It's just a group of demon cultists!"
"I just regret that Tian Luo is useless! I actually made the Secret Sect so big!"
Wang Jixuan corrected: "Tianluo and the Secret Sect are just right-hand men of the Heavenly Dao. Their two families are originally ones, creating opposition to facilitate the control of cultivators and raising thugs who work hard for the Heavenly Dao."
Everyone agreed.
Wang Jixuan encouraged them and said, "Since you have escaped from heaven, then cherish the present, work hard to practice, and accumulate strength. In the future, they may not be able to repay their blood debts."
"Yes!" Murong Zheng clenched his fists and roared, "I must let them pay their blood debts! Even if I die, my future descendants and future disciples will inherit this will!"
Wang Jixuan said: "It's useless to say ruthless words. Live first, so do I."
Everyone nodded.
Murong Zhengyi adjusted his condition and quickly told him about the plan they had agreed on.
The first thing is to find a hidden corner to survive.
These people can make some achievements in the beard world and the true world, but in the fairy world, they are not even immortals, they are just a group of lambs to be slaughtered.
In particular, although the fairy world is large enough, there are suddenly 200,000 to 300,000 cultivators with unknown origins in an area, which will definitely be known to those who are interested.
Find a secret place, arrange a cover array, and make sure that you will not be peeked by the Immortals of the Secret Cult.
This is not very difficult.
"I can ask that senior to help you."
Wang Jixuan said slowly:
"But this kind of formation is generally domineering, so be mentally prepared."
Everyone nodded.
Murong Zhengyi sighed: "The kindness that owes cannot be paid back... Just the life of these more than 200,000 people..."
"Hey!"
Wang Jixuan raised his hand to stop him from talking and said seriously:
"I am also a disciple of Wangxian Valley. I will not hide it from you. Taoist Master Taiye is my master.
"I am...Did you remember that from your perspective, there was a disciple of Wangxian Valley who practiced for more than 120 years but failed to survive the tribulation."
Several people were stunned.
"Wang Jixuan?"
"It's you?! Tai Ye couldn't persuade him for several days and nights, and he plunged into the heavenly tribulation and was killed by the peerless genius!"
"It's bad. I have been using you as a negative teaching material in the door, saying that you are a reckless man, and what you need to practice is to be steady and steady. The heart of Tao should not be frivolous... Come on..."
Master Wang was a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, Xiao Huating spoke in time: "My teacher can do it for the first time, but it was just that the difficulty was raised by the Heavenly Dao secretly."
"Yes, that's it!" Zheng Shiduo looked serious, as if he was at the scene when he was over the tribulation.
Master Wang smiled and waved his hand: "It's really reckless, but since you think of me, there's no need to thank me. I'm also from our hometown, just go back to help."
Murong Zhengyi sighed: "I grew up listening to your story."
"Next lying, next lying."
Wang Jixuan quickly revealed the topic:
"The issue of finding a place to live in seclusion is mandatory. There is no way to discuss with others, and it is impossible to leave alone, otherwise it will cause trouble.
“I hope you can be mentally prepared for this matter.
"If you can't accept it, you can only commit suicide and punish yourself."
"We understand."
"Don't worry, although there are some stubborn bones, we old people all understand how serious the form is."
"I know how terrible the secret sect is, I know it very well."
"By the way, Senior Wang."
Murong Zheng bowed and asked:
"Where are you going next? It seems that you are going to separate from us."
"Yes, I have too much cause and effect. If I stay with you for a long time, it will harm you."
Wang Jixuan sighed softly:
"You actually have no threat to the Heavenly Dao. After I asked that senior to arrange the formation, the formation also has certain attributes of concealing the heavens.
"I'm going to hide from a more secret place."
Everyone showed their clarity.
One person asked: "Nephew Jixuan, how did you provoke the way of heaven?"
"I won't understand it at this moment."
Wang Jixuan pointed to the peony beside him:
"It's probably because my maid is too outstanding, which makes Tiandao envious and red."
Mudan immediately covered her face shyly: "Oh, boss, don't say that, Mudan will be embarrassed."
Several old monks smiled, and Quan pretended that Wang Jixuan was joking.
Actually, this is all about the truth.
...
After a brief meeting, Wang Jixuan did some work arrangements and was ready to be his own hands-off boss with peace of mind.
He was going to build a tomb for his master;
You also need to spend time to increase your relationship with Emina while it is hot, try to use the immortal method to unravel the shackles of the core circuit, and upgrade the core circuit for the third time.
However, before doing this, Master Wang made an appointment with Murong Zhengyi.
He also realized that after this incident, Murong Zhengyi had become the leader of this group of monks.
These masters of the Nascent Soul who came with them, who merged and passed through tribulation, probably thought that Murong Zhengyi and Wang Jixuan had a deep friendship, so they all praised Murong Zhengyi.
So, Wang Jixuan took the opportunity to ask Murong Zhengyi for a walk. The subsequent resources he gave him also asked Murong Zhengyi to take back to help Murong Zhengyi take the lead.
After taking a elixir, this guy made great progress.
After this disaster, Murong Zhengyi himself became much more calm and lost the last trace of the romantic and elegant children of aristocratic families.
On the bamboo forest trail, Wang Jixuan and Murong Zheng walked side by side.
Master Wang walked steadily with his hands behind his back, and walked steadily on the moss-covered stone slab.
Murong Zheng put his hands in his sleeves, but he was not too restrictive.
"What are the plans behind?" asked Dao Zheng Wang.
"Look at one step, and live one more day is one more day."
Murong Zheng closed his eyes and sighed:
"In such a short time, we frogs in the well not only knew the whole picture of the world, but also jumped out of the well.
“It’s really not easy, it’s really not easy.
"I want to know one thing now... What exactly does this secret sect, this heavenly way, want to do, why does he want to do us? What are we doing wrong?"
Wang Jixuan shook his head: "Perhaps, practice is a mistake."
"Maybe, when we are alive, it is a mistake in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao."
Murong Zhengyi smiled bitterly:
"I have a slim chance of becoming an immortal now, but I will try my best to practice, experience, and break through. I want to become strong enough, and then go to the Heavenly Way to ask for an explanation and ask for a clear answer!"
"Don't be stubborn."
Wang Jixuan patted Murong Zhengyi's arm and whispered:
"It may not be right for me to advise you like this, but the reality is that we cannot threaten the way of heaven.
"After I embark on the journey, I will continue to find ways to become stronger and find opportunities to fight back, but I will not take action easily until I am sure.
"Don't be influenced by emotions. Young people should be good at thinking and keep calm.
"The way of heaven is not omnipotent, otherwise we would not be able to live until now. Some of it will definitely become deteriorated, polluted, or have its own selfish desires, etc. These arguments are almost cliché, but what is certain is that it will not be invincible and has obvious weaknesses.
"If you don't have the Golden Immortal, you can't have a meal in the fairy world. Do you understand what I mean?"
Murong Zhengyi nodded gently.
He smiled a little at Wang Jixuan and wondered: "If you are the genius who has become Mahayana for a hundred years, then you... are you big now?"
"certainly!"
Wang Jixuan raised his chest and raised his head:
"This is the third life, and the second life is six thousand years old, which is only six thousand years older than you."
"Hahaha! The age must be calculated from the third life!"
"My seniority must be above you, why don't we just quarrel? Don't cry and call me ancestors later!"
"You immortal really have no manners, and you actually threaten me, a little monk, so much."
"My moral kidnapping me?" Wang Jixuan said, "I am not old, my heart is not old, and I have thousands of wonderful things in my heart! Come on, I will give you this thing."
He handed the jade talisman given by Bai Gu to Murong Zhengyi.
"There are some methods of practice and insights into practice, given by that senior.
"What he meant was to see if you, the monks who should have died, could truly gain a foothold in the fairy world and whether they could become variables that affect the world.
"You have to remember, Zhengyi, you are not alone, you are a group of people, and never ignore the power of the collective."
Murong Zheng was very touched at first sight and raised his hand to take the jade talisman given by Wang Jixuan.
In front, Emina, who was wearing a pink fairy dress, kept her large-sized and elegant appearance and stood quietly.
Murong Zheng stopped tactfully.
Wang Jixuan said: "That senior has already gone to help you build a formation. He will send you there directly in the future. I will set out on the itinerary soon. Remember... you are not fighting alone, you are fighting together."
Murong Zhengyi nodded vigorously: "Senior, will we see each other again?"
"I will meet you if you are destined to be together! I'll be optimistic about you! Murong Zhengyi!"
Wang Jixuan waved his hand vigorously.
Murong Zheng stood on the trail, holding a jade talisman in his hand, watching the handsome new immortal walking into the mist and rain with the elegant and beautiful fairy.
He knew that it would be a while to part, but now he seemed like he was going to say goodbye.
Then, Murong Zhengyi sighed softly, thinking about this sentence repeatedly in his heart. When Wang Jixuan and Emina left far away, he bowed his head and bowed.
"Thank you, Taoist Master Jixuan."
Two months later, Murong Zhengyi and 200,000 monks were sent directly to a beautiful valley.
Before they could figure out the situation, they learned that the outer formation would not be allowed to enter and exit for 100,000 years.
Here, there is fertile land, planted with various kinds of fairy grass, a large number of treasure mines, and hundreds of interlaced spiritual veins underground.
It's like a treasure land that has been free for tens of thousands of years.
They then stayed and devoted themselves to practicing. In just a few years, the Mahayana tribulation and ascend to the sky.
The monks not only practiced themselves, but under the call of Murong Zhengyi, they actively looked for Taoist couples and worked hard to give birth, and soon developed the scale and ecology of the large town.
Murong Zhengyi's cultivation also made rapid progress, and he completely settled in the position of the first-in-command.
After thousands of years, a large number of true immortals appeared in the valley. Murong Zhengyi had touched the threshold of the celestial immortals, and the residence in the formation began to become crowded. There were too many people here.
They didn't dare to go out, and suddenly started to implement the "plan" for childbirth. The number of immortals was increasing. They planned to set up an organization and vowed to make this organization a giant that could balance the Secret Sect and Tianluo. Moreover, their organizational program was to fight to the end with the Secret Sect...
...
In the world.
Taking the time point when Wang Jixuan set out to travel to the past as the benchmark for the present world.
Han Xiao, the Eight Immortals of Xiaohan, stood on a treasure ship, thinking in his heart why he was so merely a fairy who was summoned by the leader of the alliance.
The treasure ship was drifting on an underground river. The immortal consciousness here was suppressed in his body, and his eyes were filled with mist. Only this treasure ship could take him into the headquarters.
Han Xiao couldn't help but reflect...What bad things have he done recently?
No, he went out a year or two ago. At that time, he obeyed the order and went to the Endless Star Sea, went to a place for the immortal forbidden area, and found a good brother who was quite close to him. Unfortunately, this brother chose to go to Tianluo instead of their Qianshi Alliance.
After Han Xiao came back, he wrote the task process into the jade slip according to the rules of Qianshi Alliance and placed it in the branch gate of his subordinates.
What's going on?
Dongdong!
The drum sounds coming from the front made Han Xiao come to his senses.
Han Xiao quickly sorted out his clothes and saw the clouds and mist dissipate in front of him. The underground river reached the surface, but entered a picturesque valley.
Han Xiao had been to the headquarters several times, but he didn't look around, but jumped to the port and bowed to the master and uncle waiting in front of him.
"A disciple, pay homage to Master! Pay homage to Master!"
The two old golden immortals waved their hands.
"Let's go, this time the leader is looking for you personally. You have decided to speak for me and don't speak without any restraint."
"The disciple dare not."
Han Xiao carefully approached and asked in a low voice:
"What's going on? What did the disciple do wrong?"
The two old golden immortals looked at each other and were also a little puzzled.
"We don't know, we are in seclusion, but we are directly pulled out by your masters."
"It is rare to see the leader and several Supreme Elders so excited."
"The leader seemed to have seen the jade talisman you handed over, the one you handed over recently, and kept murmuring the word "peony..."
Han Xiao was stunned.
Peony, the clever maid of fellow Taoist Wang.
No, what can the clever maids in the remote corner of the endless sea of ​​stars have to do with the leader of the Qianshi Alliance and the Supreme Elder?
He is worthy of being a man who can lead to the secret sect's heavenly pursuit order!
Han Xiao was full of doubts in his heart. The two golden immortals rose up in the clouds and took him to the depths of the valley.
When it was about to fall, Han Xiao looked at the cliff on the left again, where there were slogans for regular renovations every year.
That was a very simple sentence, which was so simple. When Han Xiao was a child, he thought that this slogan should be changed to classical Chinese.
It says this:
[You are not fighting alone, you are fighting alone.]
Chapter completed!