Chapter 148 True Immortal Xuanqing
"Wang Chen!"
In the darkness, Xiaoyao was horrified: "What happened?"
"Maybe my acting skills are amazing. Now Buddha wants to talk to me."
Wang Chen spoke lightly, but his face was terribly gloomy, and it was obvious that he was just holding on.
What awaits him ahead might be the bloody mouth of some savage beast.
This speculation is not impossible. The Guangyuan Tongjianlu alone records several real fairy beasts and divine beasts that are no less powerful than real dragons.
It is unknown how long this ancient immortal battlefield has existed. If any powerful monsters survived the ancient immortal war and lived here, he would not find it strange.
"I think you probably won't be able to see the Buddha, and you'll soon go to hell to drink tea with the King of Hell." Xiaoyao saw it very clearly.
"I only drink boiled water." Wang Chen smiled reluctantly.
Thinking back to when I lifted my foot on the teleportation array, it was simply a crazy temptation on the brink of death!
…
I don’t know how long it took, but this strange feeling of being sucked in slowly disappeared, and a little light appeared in my sight.
It was a strange feeling, like a gradual change of light. Although the body did not move, it came to a space with light.
He felt his feet step on solid ground, with an inexplicable inertia that made him lean forward.
Then the surrounding things slowly came into view.
a little,
Two points...
Millions of lights lit up at the same time, illuminating Wang Chen's surprised eyes.
This is a palace made up of ice crystals from thousands of years ago. The entire palace is pieced together by diamond-shaped icicles. Each icicle edge looks like it has been polished by a skilled craftsman, refracting the projected light and dispersing it, showing a beauty that perfectly combines nature and artificiality.
Looking up, the dome is very high, casting a faint blue light.
If Wang Chen hadn’t understood that this place was extremely dangerous, it would have been like the most beautiful palace in his fantasy.
Under the dome, it was crystal clear and smooth, but there was nothing there.
But the calmer he got, the uglier Wang Chen's expression became.
This seemingly beautiful place may very well be hiding great danger.
Wang Chen's teeth were chattering: "Look at your feet."
She seemed extremely frightened.
"Under my feet?" Wang Chen looked down and immediately got goose bumps all over his body.
Beneath the smooth ground created by ice crystals, there are countless crystal clear corpses, densely packed like a huge school of fish at the bottom of the water.
These bodies were frozen here, but they retained their previous appearance. The expressions on their faces were lifelike, and they all showed extremely terrified eyes. Their hands struggled to stretch upwards, as if they were drowning in water, trying hard to float to the surface.
Looking closely, some people in the deep were actually holding on to other people's legs, trying to use their strength to survive.
This is simply a despairing picture.
Slowly, a stream of cold air began to flow, as if it could freeze a person's blood.
In an instant, a layer of frost formed on Wang Chen's hair and eyebrows.
He looked up, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a handsome man with white hair, white clothes and a high nose bridge appeared silently in front of him.
The King of Dongyang in the underground mausoleum was also extremely handsome.
But when the two are compared, Prince Dongyang is like a fake , without even one-tenth of this person's temperament.
He seemed to be made of ten thousand years old black ice, cold and powerful.
"What's your name?" The man walked over slowly, his calm tone revealing unquestionable majesty.
"Junior Wang Chen, may I ask who your senior is?" The situation was stronger than the person, so Wang Chen asked cautiously.
In his mind, although this man looked righteous, the countless lifelike wronged souls under his feet told him all the time that the man in front of him was a terrifying demon.
"Qianlan Ice Emperor, Xuanqing."
Wang Chen sensitively discovered that Xuan Qing's lips did not move at all when he spoke. He was stunned. This name was not mentioned anywhere in the Guangyuan Tongjianlu. From this, it seems that Xuan Qing's real age is unimaginable.
"It seems that it has been too long since the war in the cultivation world, and now no one has heard of my name." Xuan Qing saw Wang Chen's silent expression and shook his head.
“With your level of cultivation, as long as you step out of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield, you will naturally become famous throughout the world.” Wang Chen’s heart moved, and he asked tentatively.
"Oh." Xuan Qing sighed.
"That day, I fought with the Blood Demon Sect's ancestor. Although I severely injured him and nearly killed him, when I used the forbidden technique to freeze him, he actually used his life as a counterattack and froze me in the forbidden frost. Now, I don't know how many years have passed. I have already fallen. What you see now is just a wisp of my soul."
A wisp of divine soul actually cultivated into a human form. This level of cultivation was truly terrifying, even surpassing Wu Shang.
Wang Chen found it a little unbelievable.
Legend has it that when some great men die, their remaining spiritual consciousness mixes with their true energy and can be cultivated. After years, they can become indistinguishable from their original selves. It seems that this person is one of these beings.
Speaking of this, Xuan Qing shook his head and sighed.
"The cultivation world has experienced many wars, and now the spiritual energy is exhausted. Now I feel that a catastrophe is coming. If we don't break the ice, the cultivation world will be in danger." Xuan Qing looked at Wang Chen, his pair of blue eyes making people trust him unconsciously.
"The great catastrophe of the cultivation world is imminent! Every man is responsible for his life and death"
Wang Chen slapped his thigh and said, "This is a big deal. We can't delay it. It seems that the senior has called me here to inform the leaders of the major sects. No problem, I will inform them when I get out. I will rescue you and take charge of the situation."
…
Xiaoyao felt that Wang Chen’s acting was very awkward. If she were in his shoes, she would not believe his lies.
"Do you know why I called you here?" Xuan Qing's face darkened, he stared at Wang Chen for a long time, and suddenly said.
"I don't know." Wang Chen looked confused.
"I have seen everything you have done since entering the Ancient Immortal Battlefield. Your skills will be of great use to me."
"Senior, are you talking about the Six Paths Sword?" Wang Chen couldn't help but ask. He vaguely felt that Xuan Qing was using words to put pressure on him.
"The Six Paths Sword is indeed a peerless inheritance, but it is not suitable for me. What I need is the ancestral energy of the Myriad Dao that you possess!"
The ancestral energy of all things?
It was the first time that Wang Chen heard Zuqi’s full name.
However, this person's shouting out of his ancestral energy of cultivation made him feel even more chilled.
"Senior, you are talking about the ancestral energy of the Wanfa Dao. This kind of true energy is very dangerous."
"I have been figuring it out by myself until now, and I am on the verge of going crazy and suffering."
"As long as you breathe in, bang, your head will explode into a pot of paste and no memory will be left." Wang Chen said sternly.
Xiaoyao covered her forehead with her hand, thinking that Wang Chen's acting was extremely exaggerated. She didn't know where he got the confidence from and thought he acted very well.
Especially the trembling in pretending to be afraid, which was simply a mockery of the other party, treating the other party as a fool.
"Hmph." Xuan Qing was almost shaking with anger, but he hid his anger in his heart.
"You don't have to be afraid. In front of me, no matter how many tricks you play, they will be exposed. I have checked your body. You have been cultivating the ancestral energy of the Wanfa Dao for a short time. It is not difficult for you to build a foundation. However, if you want to achieve the perfect Dao foundation through the ninth Nirvana, it is extremely difficult."
"Especially your cultivation, which is entirely up to you to explore. You already have hidden diseases in your body. If no one guides you, after five Nirvanas at most, the situation will be irreversible, and you will go astray and die."
"But you only need to use the ancestral energy of the Wanfa Dao to devour my seal, and I will allow you to forge a perfect Dao foundation through nine nirvanas, and dominate the world of cultivation."
Wang Chen was stunned, and after a little thought, he grasped the key points.
"So, Senior, you have something to ask of me?"
“That’s not the point.”
"I mean, you have hidden dangers everywhere in your body. If it weren't for me..." A gleam of light flashed in Xuan Qing's eyes.
"So, senior, you have a request for me?" Wang Chen said it again loudly.
There was an eerie silence.
These two people, whose age difference is several thousand years, were actually looking at each other in the same time and space.
In the sky, snowflakes suddenly swirled and floated down.
"What? You're creating a tragic scene in exchange for my sympathy." Wang Chen sneered.
Since the other party needs his help, why should he be afraid?
Strange silence.
"What can I do for you?" Xuan Qing said in a cold voice.
"So what if I don't ask for anything!" His voice was filled with irrepressible anger.
His face was no longer calm and peaceful, but became a little crazy.
"I told you that your cultivation is full of hidden dangers, and you asked me if I had anything to ask of you?"
"Is this the point?" Xuan Qing's voice was like clear and loud thunder, shaking the entire Ice Palace.
ah?
...Wang Chen felt that the situation was not good.
"In my opinion, the point is that I can decide the life and death of a bug like you!"
boom!
As Wang Chen stared in astonishment, a snowflake that was slowly falling to the ground suddenly formed a terrifying mushroom cloud where it landed.
Even the splashing cold air almost froze him into an ice man.
"A tiny snowflake has such power. Is it the incarnation of a spiritual consciousness?" Wang Chen was shocked.
This level of cultivation is at least at the True Immortal level!
"Wait a minute, senior!" he said hurriedly.
“Excuse me, where is the seal?” He shouted as he dodged the deadly snowflakes like a ghost .
Xiaoyao was impressed by Wang Chen's thick-skinnedness.
