Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 185
[Chapter 185: Denglongzhu, five-color cloud]
“Nine more days will be the day when Chaoli Secret Realm will be opened. You are the leader of the Jiuchan Tiandou arena, and you should lead the team in.”
Monk Wumeng came to Shen Zhenyi to discuss the issue of entering the secret realm of chaos.
Shen Zhenyi was noncommittal.
He came to the Jiuchan Tiandou Arena, of course, for his own purpose, he had no interest in anything that left the secret realm or the position of the leader.
“Three young masters, why not join together?”
Monk Wumeng initiated an invitation.
Shen Zhenyi was slightly startled and asked, “You still want to enter the chaos and leave the secret realm?”
Monk Wumeng was even more stunned. He stared blankly at Shen Zhenyi for a long time before sighing: “I have to.”
There was a rare look of determination on his face.
Shen Zhenyi lowered his head and smiled lightly, “Everyone has their own aspirations.”
He pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, “If that’s the case, then I’ll go in and take a look.”
Chu Huoluo and Princess Long were puzzled and asked, “Master, what is going on in this Chaos Secret Realm?”
What Shen Zhenyi said before was vague.
Chaoli Secret Realm is a holy place for practice known to the world. But Shen Zhenyi didn’t look very attractive.
“Actually it’s nothing, it’s just the fragments left when the world was broken. Although it has a higher inheritance, it is more dangerous, because it is attached to the world of the eight cultivation ways, and it is impossible to escape the shackles of the eight cultivation ways. ”
“Anyway, it seems that only one of the people who have been away from the secret realm for so many years has come back…”
Shen Zhenyi stated calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him.
“Then Master is still going?”
Princess Long was a little flustered and couldn’t help but blurt out.
Chu Huoluo glanced at her and remained silent.
——Usually, Chu Huoruo was outspoken, but this time, she was robbed by Princess Long. It also shows how worried she is.
“It’s okay.”
Shen Zhenyi was calm.
“If I can go, I can come back naturally.”
Monk Wumeng was watching, his face was different, he hesitated, and finally said nothing.
After nine days.
The Secret Realm of Chaos is officially opened.
Although the emperor and Princess Yan were displeased, they still followed the old rules, offering sacrifices to the sky, and led the ministers to send more than 30 masters from the Nine Zen Heaven Battle Arena to the entrance to the secret realm of chaos.
The entrance is at the top of the Dragon Pillar in Tianyao Jade Palace.
The Denglong Pillar is three thousand zhang high and goes straight into the sky. At the top of the pillar, there are five-colored clouds surrounding it, and the clouds are steaming.
Every few hundred years, there is a bright red light in the center of the cloud, and a crack is torn, which is the entrance to the secret realm.
Three thousand feet high, jump in, you can go to the Dragon Gate.
From then on, he was reborn and became a man in heaven.
– This is what many people believe to this day.
In the secret realm of chaos, there are indeed many martial arts that are higher than those in the world of eight repairs. If you are lucky enough to get one or two inheritances, you will be able to dominate the world. This story is vivid and vivid. Some people even say that the rise of the Dayue Dynasty was also affected by chaos. The bounty of the secret.
But the people who really came back from the chaos and the secret realm have never met even a single one in reality.
——At least the group from 400 years ago, I haven’t heard of anyone coming back.
But even so, those who pursue the ultimate realm of martial arts are reluctant to give up this opportunity. As long as you get close to the Denglongzhu, you can feel the oppressive aura coming from the top of your head, which makes you want to move.
This time, the top 30 in the Nine Zen Heaven Dou Arena have all obtained the qualifications to enter the secret realm of chaos.
– No one gave up.
Shen Zhenyi stood in the first place, the white clothes surpassed the snow, standing with her hands tied, her posture was unrestrained, and her expression was calm.
Monk Wumeng kept his head down, not knowing whether he was chanting Buddha or talking to himself.
Except for the two of them, the rest of the people had more or less excited and nervous expressions on their faces, looking up at the turbulent clouds in the sky, anxious and anticipating in their hearts.
“Ahead is the chaotic departure from the secret realm.”
Shen Zhenyi sighed slightly, turned to the monk Wumeng and asked, “How does it feel to revisit the old place?”
Monk Wumeng looked indifferent, and finally shook his head firmly.
“Donor, you must have recognized the wrong person.”
Shen Zhenyi smiled slightly and did not ask any further questions.
“Auspicious time. Drums!”
The emperor stood on the high platform and waved his orders.
Boom!
The wrestler with bare upper body banged the drum, and the sound of the drum was deafening. As the sound of the drum was heard in the sky, the colorful cloud seemed to be shocked, and it rolled up and down.
It was like a big fish turned over, revealing its soft abdomen, and when the cloud turned, a scarlet crack appeared.
It was as if a monstrous eye opened in the sky, and suddenly fierce and violent infuriating qi poured in. Everyone who approached felt tingling in their pores. If there was no peerless martial arts, they would die on the spot!
“Everyone ascend to the sky early, learn the superb martial arts, and then return to the eighth cultivation!”
Shan Yujing’s voice was loud and his face was red.
Princess Yan was pale and stood beside him, silently watching Shen Zhenyi’s back without saying a word.
——This time I go to thousands of mountains and rivers, I am afraid that I will never see each other again.
She wanted to speak out to stop her, but somehow the words reached her throat, and she couldn’t say it anyway.
Thinking of Shen Zhenyi’s ruthless rejection at the banquet that day, Princess Yan pinched her palm, feeling the pain like a needle.
“go!”
Shen Zhenyi was very indifferent.
He alternated his feet, as if he was walking up the stairs out of thin air, all the way to the middle of the sky, the white back image was a big bird flying freely, no one could restrain him.
Monk Wumeng followed closely, taking one step at a time, extremely solid.
The rest of the people also showed their magical powers and flew upwards, straight into the clouds.
A three-thousand-zhang-high pillar is an unattainable height for mortals, but for them, it is only a step away.
It didn’t take long for Shen Zhenyi to have reached the top of the Dragon Pillar. He turned his head to look and saw that everyone, including the emperor, was as big as an ant.
He nodded and smiled: “One step ahead, I’ll go too!”
With a slight toe, Shen Zhenyi jumped up and plunged into the crack like a bloody mouth, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
For the rest, they mustered up their courage, or laughed or shouted, and threw themselves in.
“Three sons!”
Princess Yan shuddered and called out the name silently in her heart. Tears finally burst out from her eyes and rolled down.
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