Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Countless scenes of the most evil and evil spewed out all over the place with Chen Ze's actions, leaving him completely wrapped up in the filthy scenes that could not be described in detail, and he was nowhere to be seen.

However, when the filthy scenery in the sky reached a certain limit, they all stopped moving forward. Only a dark gold body wearing armor escaped. The golden flames covering it were tiny and insignificant in comparison, but there was no trace of them. He stamped his feet and floated unswervingly into the distance.

At this time, when he reached the border, Chen Ze finally got rid of the entanglement of those dirty scenes and regained peace.

The nihilistic background around him gradually became clearer, and the substantial "black" began to actively approach Chen Ze.

It's almost here. It's almost here.
But seeing the underworld approaching, there were eight evil figures standing in front of him.

Chen Ze's heart trembled and he wanted to close his eyes, but the eight figures became clearer and clearer.

His forward movement continued, but instead of approaching the Darkness of the Underworld in the distance, the eight figures were attracted to him like magnets.

"Ho! Ho!" The leader of the lame man was covered in sores and rotten flesh, with his mouth wide open. Dozens of pairs of eyes full of malice stared at Chen Ze. He held up the iron cane in his hand and was about to smash it down.

Chen Ze felt so stressed that his heart was in his throat for a moment.

How to do?
How to do?
How to do!
These eight evil shadows surrounded them like wolves and tigers, but Wang Shan behind him was mute for some reason and did not warn them for a long time.

Is this all an illusion?
Do not!
Chen Ze was on pins and needles, and he would never sit still and wait to die.

His current strange state of controlling divinity is extremely special. He is neither a physical body nor a spiritual power, so he is unable to use any of his cultivation methods.

Divinity, the essence of a person’s “Tao”
At this moment, the ugly lame man's iron rod was being swung down hard, so time was flowing normally. Although he didn't know how long it had been, in Chen Ze's thinking world, it seemed like countless years had passed.

!

He suddenly thought that Wang Lingguan's true divine nature was that he wore armor and held weapons!

The true form may also contain magic weapons!
As soon as this idea came to his mind, Chen Ze immediately thought of the storage bag he wore with him to keep him warm at all times.

Although the appearance was all in his mind, the storage bag was not successfully summoned by him. Instead, the mark of the ancient sword on the bag body was transformed and chopped out!
At that moment, Chen Ze's true divine nature was seen. From the dark golden body shrouded in blazing golden flames, a mediocre long sword thrust out, the blade of which could withstand an iron crutch!
blocked!
The next moment, before Chen Ze knew how to control it, the long sword stabbed forward as if it had a spirit, and the iron crutch immediately shattered and melted like tofu.

Then the long sword swept across again, and all the eight malicious figures around him exploded.

good baby!
Chen Ze was overjoyed. This ancient sword was indeed as extraordinary as he had guessed.

In fact, Chen Ze came all the way to the headquarters of the Yinxian Society because of this sword, and now it is just right to let it resolve the crisis!

However, the joy appeared on Chen Ze's face, and the eight figures around him quickly condensed into shape.

Again? !
Fortunately, Chen Zeduo had a foresight and saw that the eight figures that had reunited no longer showed any evil aura and had returned to their original fairy-like appearance.

He was also a lame man. Although the leading man had an ordinary appearance, he had a hidden charm that made him extraordinary at first glance.

In a short period of time, while Chen Ze moved an unknown distance forward, the Eight Immortals had different expressions. They looked around, looked at themselves, looked at each other, and finally looked at Chen Ze.

Then all the immortals lamented in unison, with a look of loneliness on their brows.

Chen Ze saw this and naturally did not want to provoke him anymore, so he silently used his long sword to block his body and continued to escape from this place.

But Chen Ze ignored them, and they stuck to him like candy.

Chen Ze's eyelids jumped at the sight, and he was hesitating whether to strike them again, when the lame man in the lead spoke first,

"Where are you holy?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the immortals around him also picked up the words one by one.

"I haven't seen you."

"None of us have met you."

"How did you get here?"

"This is, oh, that grumpy old man's underworld."

"Underworld? Why is he so weak? Could it be that he is..."

"Well, no one can escape."

"This should be just a fragment of the underworld."

"But this kid seems to be lucky."

"Weak is a bit weak. He should have just condensed his divinity, but it is full and perfect."

"Huh? No, when did he come here?"

"He can still come here?!".
Although Chen Ze could feel that the immortals did not have any ill intentions at this time, it was still a bit stressful to be surrounded by such a group of big guys making comments.

In fact, Chen Ze could also sense that his divinity had been touched by them.

And this kind of contact was mutual, and Chen Ze naturally noticed the other party's unfathomable and powerful divinity that was difficult to see in its entirety.

Infer based on the characteristics. These are the Eight Immortals, right?Chen Ze guessed silently without squinting.

The Eight Immortals are indeed extraordinary. Chen Ze and Wang Lingguan had just been chatting for a long time, but these people easily figured out all the situations through divine interaction, and even changed their tone of voice.

"Little friend, you shouldn't have come." Tieguai Li, the leader, said seriously.

"I should have entered this place by mistake." Chen Ze replied without confidence.

"We've seen it." Zhong Liquan, who was standing next to him with his breasts exposed and looking like a lazy man, continued,

"It's already here. You're here now, so you're an anomaly."

Chen Ze couldn't answer the question.

He could probably understand what the Eight Immortals meant. As an exception that relied on the attribute panel to cultivate divinity in the Age of Dharma Ending, Chen Ze wisely chose to remain silent.

The Eight Immortals gathered around him and looked at him again and again, but Lu Dongbin spoke again,

"What a coincidence, you are a descendant of my Dao Meridian Dan cultivator, but you have learned too much."

"It's not just Za." Zhong Liquan frowned and said,
"There are a lot of new things. Are you thinking about and practicing them yourself?"

These two are both the fifth founders of Quanzhen, and almost all alchemy schools in the world can be traced back to these two schools.

"The two Patriarchs really have a sharp eye." After hearing this, Chen Ze quickly adjusted his expression and said seriously,

"I wonder if the ancestor can give some advice to the younger generation?"

Hearing this, Zhong and Lu looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"Little friend, please don't belittle yourself. Old man, I think that although your divinity is new, it is full and flawless. Just like that fine gold and jade, your future achievements may not be inferior to mine."

"That's what Mr. Yunfang said." Lu Dongbin also said seriously,

"Who said that future generations will be inferior to those who came before us? Who said that new laws are inferior to old laws?"

"The ancestors have long since passed away, but the future generations have no definite destiny."

"Besides, we all ended up like this, so why should you, little friend, make the same mistake again?"

"Where is it?" Chen Ze felt a little embarrassed to praise him.
"Seniors, this is really commendable."

In just a few words, there was almost no light around Chen Ze, and the underworld was right in front of him.

The figure of the Eight Immortals also blurred sharply.Before Chen Ze could decide whether to say goodbye or risk triggering a mutation by asking them something, a shadow came towards him.

Chen Ze's expression suddenly changed and he had no time to react.

But soon, he regained his composure, because he realized that this shadow was not only harmless, but was even very beneficial to his own divine nature.

"Little friend." Tieguai Li's face was blurred and invisible.

"I've given you a jug of wine, please keep it."

Chen Ze lowered his head and took a closer look. He said it was a gift of wine, but in the end, the entire gourd disappeared into his body.

At this moment, Chen Ze felt as if there was an extra cave in his body. The cycles could be big or small, and he didn't know the geometry of the universe.

Whirring whirring--

Chen Zexun raised his head and saw a large area of ​​golden flames that were completely different from his own blowing in like a hurricane.

"This is the golden elixir heat." Zhong Liquan was holding a huge banana fan, and his movements could hardly be seen clearly.
"Old man, I can only help you so much."

"Hahahaha"

"And I."

"This young man looks handsome and pleasing to the eye. Here, go on!"

"Boy! Watch out!"

"I have something to give you, too."

"Humph! In that case, I will also play a song."
For a moment, the edge of the underworld, which was very close to the underworld, was filled with light and celestial energy. Even the rumored fairy palace in the sky was probably nothing more than this.

But I saw Zhang Guolao, who looked like an old man with white beard and hair, patting the fishing drum; Lu Dongbin, who had a solemn and unsmiling face, held the Pure Yang Fairy Sword and waved a shocking sword energy; He Xiangu, who was too beautiful to look like a real person, picked off a lotus petal Throwing it over; Lan Caihe, who was wearing rags and wearing bare feet, sang wildly and smashed the flower basket in his hand as if throwing garbage; Han Xiangzi, who looked like a handsome boy, played the flute; Cao Guojiu, who was in neat official uniform Holding the wat tablet in his hand, Chen Ze knocked on it until stars appeared in his eyes, but many old doubts about his spiritual practice were suddenly revealed.

When Chen Ze saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of eight words in his heart:
The Eight Immortals bid farewell, each showing his magical powers!
Eight streams of mysterious power from different sources poured into Chen Ze's true form. They did not integrate immediately, but remained in a temporary state.

"Seniors." Chen Ze was about to salute and express his thanks when he was mercilessly interrupted by the bosses.

"I see."

"I also want to think clearly about him."
Chen Ze was about to leave and couldn't hear what the Eight Immortals were saying at all.

Then his eyes flashed, and Wang Lingguan, with only half his face and half his head left, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Fortunately, Chen Ze is not timid and knowledgeable. He has also experienced the spiritual pollution caused by the appearance of the underworld and the reversal of immortals before, so he did not even have any mood swings in this small scene.

"You are." Chen Ze saw the kind expression on the remaining half of his face and confirmed,

"Wang Shan?"

Looking at this situation, Wang Shan and Wang E have completely broken up.

"It's me." Wang Shan seemed to know that Chen Ze was about to leave, so he spoke quickly, leaving no room for Chen Ze to interrupt.
"I figured it out."

"This world has been ruined for a long time, and I should not have guarded the gate here long ago."

"You attracted me here."

"You have my aura on you, but you are not from blood."

"You must have practiced my method, otherwise you have interacted with my real body."

"The Eight Immortals followed me here."

"Since we have crossed paths before, I have an unkind favor to ask of you."

"Pass my name on."

Hearing this, Chen Ze opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to ask more carefully.

But after saying this long paragraph, the Eight Immortals in the distance had long disappeared, and Wang Shan's figure was about to disappear.

In desperation, Chen Ze looked at the place in front of him that was gradually disappearing into the darkness. He remembered what he had seen before, the alienated and strange gods in the sky, and shouted with all his strength,

"tell me!"

"Who is the enemy!"

The short period of waiting after this made Chen Ze feel that it was as long as a century.

And just when everything in front of him melted into nothingness, and was about to be completely assimilated by the pure darkness around him, a line of extremely sad words, as if they were spoken by countless men, women, old and young, overlapping in unison, finally came out,

"Enemies? Enemies no. No enemies."

At this point, everything around me has turned into a dull darkness with no difference at all.

This is the underworld.

Chen Ze fled back.

In the pure darkness, Chen Ze seemed to have lost the concept of "time" again.

But after the bizarre journey just now, Chen Ze quickly found his sense, using divinity as the anchor and himself as the reference, to regain the sense of the passage of time.

Once his sense of time was restored, Chen Ze's movements were no longer restricted, but he did not act rashly, but thought rapidly in his mind.

The biggest gain for Chen Ze from this trip is undoubtedly knowing how to take the next step.

According to what Wang Lingguan said and what he saw and heard, the place where the name was taken away was obviously a gathering of immortals and gods from all over the ages. It was similar to the existence of the legendary heaven. Its significance can be imagined.

But such a powerful place was completely ruined, and all the divinities left by the gods and gods in the sky turned into evil spirits and ghosts that were extremely disgusting and embarrassing.

So Chen Ze couldn't help but wonder, could it be that since the decline of heaven and earth, the gods and immortals have disappeared, and is this their final fate?

No, according to Wang Lingguan, the immortal god in the sky is not actually his true body, but just like him, it is a mark of divinity left here, which is equivalent to a clone.

But having said that, if the clone is still in such a situation, does it mean that the real situation of the gods in the sky is not optimistic?
Are they dead or have they mutated and fallen?

And that place that was built by countless immortals and gods throughout the ages, was it destroyed and plundered by who?

The answer Chen Ze finally got was that there are no enemies.

no enemies?

Could it be that he was extremely hungry and devoured the heaven and earth of extraordinary beings?
But even if the "murderer" is Heaven and Earth, is there no reason why Heaven and Earth have fallen to this point?
Chen Ze originally took it for granted that there must be some kind of mastermind behind the decay of heaven and earth, the disappearance of immortals and gods, and the arrival of the Age of Ending Law.

And it is probably related to the "foreign ruins" that leave traces everywhere and have many aliases, but never reveal their true identity, which seems to be out of reach.

Now it seems that it is impossible to say that this is the natural law set by heaven and earth?

Or is it some great calamity mentioned by the Huineng Flesh Buddha?
Unfortunately, time was tight just now, and Chen Ze didn't have time to ask Wang Lingguan about the foreign ruins.

According to records, Wang Lingguan went to "Lingqiao", that is, the outer ruins, to look for Master Sa, which led to his death.

Chen Ze looked at the split appearance of his elder brother Wang's divine mark, and estimated that the other party's true body was probably not here, and that it was more dangerous than good.

In other words, the mysterious "outer ruins" should be somewhere else, not the place I just visited.

And when Wang Lingguan said goodbye, he asked him to pass on his name. Could it be that he was not truly defeated at this time? (End of chapter)