Chapter 65 Huge Harvest

"Adventurer, congratulations on waking up at the last moment and successfully escaped from the illusion of time - a hundred years in a hurry."

The voice of the spirit of the secret realm sounded in her ears, but when Ling Xian opened her eyes, she saw a woman who was extremely beautiful and tragic.

The woman is suspended in mid-air, dressed in white clothes fluttering, blue silk like a waterfall, stunningly beautiful, like fairy Lingbo descending from the earth, bright and moving, beautiful and beautiful.

Her Qiushui eyes are very cold, and her temperament is also very cold, like an iceberg of ten thousand years, exuding a coldness that strangers should not approach.

Looking at the unbelievably beautiful woman in front of her, Ling Xian's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, and said, "Are you the spirit of the secret realm?"

"Cough...she's not, I am."

A voice suddenly sounded, Ling Xian followed the sound, and saw a middle-aged man lying under the woman. His face was pale, his eyes were dim, and he was lying on the ground without moving.

"If you are the spirit of the secret realm, then who is she?" Ling Xian was stunned, and suddenly remembered that the master had said that the second immortal was about to wake up, and then looking at this cold and beautiful woman in front of him, he couldn't help but blurt out: "You... ...is it the Great Emperor of Chaos?"

"You can also call me that." The woman tapped her head, her expression was as calm as water, but at this moment, Ling Xian felt a great pressure, it was an invisible aura that had been cultivated in the high position for a long time, as if controlling The world is like an emperor who rules the world.

The Great Emperor of Chaos, a great title that shakes the ancients and the present, and dazzles the world.

Simple four words, but it is like the top of Mount Tai, smashing down with the momentum of thunder.

The atmosphere suddenly condensed, as if these four words contained great power, which could make the sun and the moon dull and the situation changed.

"You... you are the legendary empress of chaos!" The middle-aged man transformed by the spirit of the secret realm slowly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes full of shock.

Although it was transformed into a secret realm, after thousands of years, it has already prepared spiritual wisdom and belongs to the spiritual race of all races in the world. In addition, there are not a few human monks who have died here over the years, so it has not only learned a lot about cultivation. The common sense of the immortal world also knows those great powerhouses who have left a lot of money in the history of youth.

There is no doubt that the Great Emperor Pingran is the most amazing of them.

Wen Jing has been arrogant through the ages, and martial arts has despised heroes.

The meaning of the word is plain and without connotation, but it accurately expresses the power of the Empress of Peace.

The spirit of the secret realm trembled all over, and was almost scared to death. He couldn't believe his eyes and ears. The supreme powerhouse from more than 200,000 years ago actually appeared in front of him, and he was with her just now. Moved?

Although he only fought for one round, he was easily suppressed, but at this moment, he did not feel ashamed, but proud of it. That was the great emperor who fought for a lifetime and pacified the Eight Wastelands!

It was no shame to be defeated by her.

Thinking of this, the anguish of the Spirit of Secret Realm being suppressed on his own territory disappeared. He forced a laugh and said flatteringly: "It turns out that she is the legendary supreme goddess, and the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and I hope you will forgive me."

The Great Emperor Pingran glanced at him lightly, and then his figure gradually faded, turned into a streamer, and entered the Nine Immortals Picture, leaving only a cold word, which slowly echoed in this dark space.

"Ling Xian, you don't have to be polite to him."

Immediately, the power of the secret realm turned bitter, while Ling Xian was overjoyed.

He naturally understood the meaning of the words of the Great Chaos Emperor. It was nothing more than letting himself open his mouth and blackmail him to death. No, asking for compensation, for the hardships he suffered and the sins he suffered in the illusion.

Looking at the frowning middle-aged man, Ling Xian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "Tell me about this illusion first."

"Yes." The Spirit of the Secret Realm folded his fists and cupped his hands and smiled bitterly: "This illusion is the natural formation of heaven and earth,

It belongs to a kind of time illusion, called Hurry Hundred Years. As the name suggests, people who enter the illusion have to stay in it for a full hundred years, and if at the last moment, they still do not realize that it is just an illusion, then they will die. Dao disappears, spirit and soul disappear. "

"hiss!"

Ling Xian sucked in a breath of cold air, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. After listening to the explanation of the spirit of the secret realm, he realized what a dangerous place he had entered.

For a long time, because he was temporarily erased from the memory of the Nine Immortals, and the illusion was so real, he never had any doubts from beginning to end. From the erased memory, I am afraid he has already died in it.

"Okay, you actually sent me to such a dangerous place, the Spirit of the Secret Realm, how are you going to compensate me?" Ling Xian's face sank.

"Little brother, calm down, please listen to me." The Spirit of Secret Realm hurriedly comforted, cold sweat looming on his forehead.

If it were normal times, a young cultivator in the Qi refining stage dared to treat him so disrespectfully, he would have slapped him to death long ago, but after being suppressed by Jimo Ruxue, he was completely honest, put away his usual aloofness, The posture is very low, which is also helpless. Ling Xian is not afraid, but he does not dare to provoke the invincible and invincible empress of chaos.

Just half an hour ago, Jimo Ruxue woke up from her slumber and sensed the danger of Ling Xian, the owner of the Nine Immortals. With a wave of his hand, he will easily suppress him, who is known as invincible in the secret realm, and then force him to release Ling Xian, otherwise, the entire secret realm will be destroyed.

But although he was in charge of the secret realm, he couldn't interfere with the fantasy realm that was already running on his own, so he could only laugh with him while hoping that Ling Xian would be safe and sound and break out of the realm.

Fortunately, just at the moment when the spirit of the secret realm thought that Ling Xian was going to die, and that he was going to die, Ling Xian suddenly remembered the erased memory, so he knew everything and walked out of the illusion.

Therefore, the spirit of the spirit of the secret realm is very complicated at this moment, both resentment towards Ling Xian and gratitude to him.

"Come on, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense." Ling Xian frowned.

"Yes." The Spirit of Secret Realm smiled flatteringly, and said, "Although the little brother has suffered a lot in the fantasy realm, as the so-called Sai Weng loses his horse, it is not a blessing. If you think about it from another angle, it will be a little more than a hundred years of experience. , I have gained a lot of knowledge, isn't this a great creation?"

"It's not unreasonable what you said." Ling Xian pondered for a while, and had to admit that what the spirit of the secret realm said made sense. Although he suffered a lot of sins that ordinary people could not imagine in the fantasy realm, but from another In terms of aspects, it can be called a great creation.

First, he has more than a hundred years of experience and experience than others. The ups and downs of life, the great sorrows and joys, he has experienced and survived. Those heart-wrenching hardships did not defeat him, but made him what he is today. Perseverance, strong and persevering heart.

The most important aptitude for cultivation is the xinxing, and Ling Xian, at a weak age, has gone through ups and downs, and his heart towards the Tao has long been polished and incomparably strong.

It is rude to say that he, who has walked out of the 100-year-old illusion, is already comparable to those Nascent Soul ancestors who have lived for hundreds of years!

This alone is enough to make countless monks go crazy!

Second, although everything that happened in the illusion is false, the experience in cultivation and alchemy is extremely real. Ling Xian reached the peak of the formation of pills in the illusion, only half a step away from Nascent Soul, and the realm of alchemy, It has also stepped out of the sixth grade.

These experiences were deeply imprinted in his mind, that is to say, from the Qi refining stage to the peak of the pill formation stage, there would be no more bottlenecks for him in the cultivation realm along the way. As long as the conditions for breakthrough are met, it will naturally follow , and the realm of Dan Dao is also the same.

Because, he has already experienced it once in the illusion.

There are no bottlenecks!

What an insane thing this is!

Unless you are willing to break the jar and swallow the pills with strong side effects, there is no shortcut to practice. No matter how talented you are, you can only go down step by step.

And one of the most troublesome things for monks in the world is that when their cultivation reaches a certain level, a bottleneck will appear. Once a bottleneck occurs, no matter how huge the absorption of spiritual energy, it cannot break the bottleneck and break through the original realm.

You can only make breakthroughs by looking at your personal understanding and aptitude, as well as the teachings of your elders.

From the Qi refining stage to the peak of the pill formation stage, there are many bottlenecks on the road. Countless cultivators are stuck here and cannot move for the rest of their lives.

However, Ling Xian had no more bottlenecks.

If this is spread, I am afraid that those monks who are stuck on the bottleneck and cannot break through will immediately riot and swallow Ling Xian alive.

The third point is even more heaven-defying, but Ling Xian doesn't know it yet, so I won't list it for the time being.

"What you said is very reasonable. Although the process is extremely dangerous and almost irreversible, I also benefited a lot from it."

At this moment, Ling Xian has already recovered his original appearance, handsome, handsome, and extraordinary in heroism. He is no longer the dying old man in the fantasy realm, but after a hundred years, his eyes have become deeper, and there is a glimmer of the wind and rain that has settled down after the years. Vicissitudes and wisdom.

Looking at the spirit of the secret realm playfully, Ling Xian smiled lightly and said: "If you think so, not only should I not ask you for compensation, but I should give you some gifts to thank you."

"This...the gift is not necessary, as long as the little brother is willing to raise your hand, it will be fine to let me go." The spirit of the secret realm looked overjoyed, and thought that Ling Xian was persuaded by him and would no longer ask him for compensation.

"Think beautifully!"

A cold hum, like a thunderous explosion.

"I almost died in it. If you warned me at the beginning, instead of deliberately guiding me and making me think that I was sent back to the outside world by you, how would I treat the fantasy world as the real world and make myself bruised and bruised. , full of sadness?" Ling Xian looked at the middle-aged man coldly, and the indifferent words came out softly.

"Spirit of the secret realm, if you can't give me a satisfactory explanation today, then I will destroy this place and you."