Fallen Immortal Mountain.
Time passed peacefully.
At the foot of the mountain, a handsome young man stood in front of a tree with a long sword in his hand. He stood there motionlessly like a statue.
He closed his eyes and seemed to be immersed in a strange atmosphere. After a long pause, he raised his hand and slashed at the tree in front of him.
Bam!
The sword penetrated deeply into the tree. This slash was deeper than the one he had slashed for a day and a night in the past!
However, he stopped again. After a long pause, he slashed a second time!
Beside him was a piece of calligraphy that swayed in the wind.
Halfway up the mountain, in the courtyard house.
Clang clang clang!
The sound of a zither drifted out slowly like flowing water.
Qin Manyun was wearing a long white dress. Her slender hands held the xylophone gently. The sound of the zither accompanied by a gentle breeze blew up her dress. She was as beautiful as a painting.
Beside Qin Manyun, Shi Tuqin held a brush in her hand and tapped on the calligraphy. Her beautiful eyes were wide open as she focused on copying. Her heart was as calm as still water.
Now, she had already graduated from copying strokes and had begun to copy some complete handwriting. Unknowingly, her body was already exuding a scholarly aura that was tranquil and comfortable, making people feel at ease.
On the other side, Daji and Fire Phoenix were practicing yoga, showing off their perfect figures. Just by looking at them, one could feel that they were soft and smooth, as if they had no bones. Their bodies were like jade.
On the other side, Blackie was wearing leather pants. It moved its limbs and twisted its butt as it ran on the treadmill.
Li Nianfan sat in a pavilion with a cup of tea in front of him. He was in a daze.
Little White stood beside him like the most outstanding waiter, ready to listen to his orders at any time.
The culinary god was the one cooking.
He was wearing a hat and an apron. He was holding a spatula and cooking with all his might. Not only was he not tired, but he also had a blissful smile on his face.
Being able to cook for the expert was a form of recognition and an honor!
Moreover, if it wasn't for the expert, would I have the right to cook the Chaos Spiritual Root like a dish? My value would skyrocket, wouldn't it?
"Boring."
Li Nianfan suddenly woke up from his daze and let out a heartfelt sigh.
Everything was good here, but it was really boring. There were too few entertainment options.
He didn't fight with others, nor did he scheme against others. He also didn't have many pursuits. Now that his life was complete, he had even less to do.
If it was in his previous life, he would have casually spent a day scrolling through TikTok and chatting in groups.
Thinking about himself again, he could already achieve immortality. In the past, he had longed for immortality, but if he continued to be so bored, how could he pass the endless years in the future?
The internet is really a good thing. If the cultivation world had the internet, it would definitely be very exciting. If there was a cultivation TikTok or a live broadcast, I would probably be able to watch it for a hundred thousand years.
What a pity.
Although Li Nianfan had only said three words, everyone in the courtyard stopped what they were doing. They were especially attentive.
Xiao Bai asked considerately, "Dear Master, do you have any troubles?"
"A little. I feel a little bored. There are too few entertainment activities." Li Nianfan directly complained.
The Culinary God hurriedly said, "Lord Saint, do you want to listen to music and watch dance? I will ask the people in the Heavenly Palace to prepare for the performance. The group of Chang 'e can perform at any time. "
Li Nianfan waved his hand and said in distress, "This is different. It's too monotonous. I'm tired of it."
Suddenly, his expression changed slightly and he said, "It would be good if there were newspapers. I can drink tea and read newspapers every day. It can also pass the time."
At this moment, he felt that even the news broadcast was good.
The Culinary God was slightly stunned and asked, "What is a newspaper?"
Li Nianfan explained, "It's something that records events. It can record all the major events that happen in the world every day and then show it to others. This way, even if I sit at home, I can still know a lot of things in the world."
The Culinary God suddenly understood and immediately said, "Isn't this a memorial?"
A memorial that the Emperor and the Jade Emperor would review.
Li Nianfan nodded, "Now that you mention it, you can understand it that way. But I'm just looking at it for fun and to understand the current affairs."
The Culinary God smiled and said, "Lord Saint, this is easy. I will go to the Heavenly Palace and tell them that I will bring you newspapers every day in the future."
Li Nianfan also smiled, "Hahaha, that's good. Remember to record more interesting things."
In the backyard of the courtyard house.
The cows were producing milk, the golden bees were collecting honey, and the peacocks were laying eggs.
Nanna was holding a shovel in her hand and was removing weeds and turning the soil for the plants. Long 'er was holding a wooden ladle and was ladling water.
Both of them were very serious. Their small faces were full of care. This was also a kind of cultivation.
To remove the weeds was no less than a hard battle for Nanna. At the same time, the soil was chaotic spiritual soil. It would take a lot of effort to refurbish it. As for watering, it was not easy to do. It could improve Long 'er's ability to control water and understanding it.
As for plowing, it was even more difficult. It required both of them to do it at the same time.
However, ever since they heard from Elder Dragon that the expert was facing a problem and did not have enough manpower, they were focused on cultivation. They wanted to increase their strength as soon as possible to solve their brother's problem.
Long 'er came to the pond to fetch water. She said to Old Tortoise who was sunbathing, "Old Tortoise, did my ancestor really leave?"
Old Tortoise opened its eyes, paused, and nodded.
Long 'er instantly laughed, "Hehehe, looks like he really left the mountain. Lord Dog is still the best. Even I can't stand him being so lazy."
Nanna nodded in agreement, "That's right. We have to get him to help brother out more!"
At the same time.
In the chaos.
A group of people walked in the chaos and headed in a direction.
The leader was Elder Dragon. Behind him was a group of people from the Heavenly Palace.
Their faces were solemn. Their gazes were deep as if they were sensing something.
Just then, Yang Jian said, "We're here. It's here."
Daoist Junjun nodded. She flipped her wrist and a token appeared in her palm. It was the token that Elder Dragon had given them in the Secret Realm of the Great Dao.
He wanted them to find the Spirit Lord.
Once the token was released, it immediately emitted a dense light. It seemed to be especially active and fluctuating.
Everyone could not help but frown.
Since the token had a reaction, it meant that it had sensed something. However, looking around, it was chaos. There was not even a star, let alone anything else.
Nuwa said, "There must be something else here. It's just that we can't find it with normal means."
"It's obviously a boundary."
Daoist Junjun nodded and continued, "Back in the days when the Eldritch World was in dire straits, in order to not be easily discovered by people from other worlds, they set up a boundary. However, this boundary is obviously much more advanced than the one in the Eldritch World."
They knew that it was standing right in front of them, but they could not sense it at all. After all, everyone's cultivation was not low.
They all looked at Elder Dragon. Without a doubt, his cultivation was the highest among them.
Elder Dragon still looked like an old man with a white beard and white hair. His eyes were covered by his long eyebrows. Feeling everyone's gaze, he did not say anything. He raised his hand and made a gesture.
Then, he let out a chuckle and changed the gesture in his hand. He raised his wrist and waves of water surged from the chaos and gathered on his hands. Then, he reached out his palms toward the chaos in front of him.
Even though he couldn't see anything, it was as if ripples had appeared on the surface of the water.
"Water Path Transformation, Realm-Breaking Gate, form!"
His hand began to move along the ripples. Just like that, he drew the shape of a small wooden door. Then, he drew a doorknob.
He put his hand on the doorknob and pulled slowly.
The door opened.
The Jade Emperor and the others said sincerely, "Amazing."
As expected of the Gou Shen who always stayed by the expert's side. He immediately installed a door on the other party's barrier. Amazing.
Elder Dragon immediately said, "Since the other party set up this barrier, he must have some unknown reason. He wants to avoid the world. Therefore, we can't let too many people enter this time. I think it's enough to choose two people."
The Jade Emperor thought for a moment and said seriously, "You're right. Other than you, we have to choose another person."
Elder Dragon blew his beard and glared. "What do you mean? Other than me? "
Nuwa smiled and said, "Old senior, don't mess around. You must go."
Yang Jian nodded. "Senior, your cultivation is high. It's a waste of your talent to stay here. Lord Dog has said that you have to go to the frontlines."
Elder Dragon shook his head and sighed. "What kind of world is this? They don't know how to respect their elders!"
The Daoist Junjun said, "We don't know what's going on inside. I'm afraid it's dangerous. Elder Dragon and I have the highest cultivation here. Let the two of us go in. You guys stay outside and guard if anything happens."
No one objected. Elder Dragon had no choice but to step into the barrier with the Daoist Junjun.
It was a gray sky. There was no sun, moon, or stars in the sky.
The air was completely different from the outside world. One could see with the naked eye that there were traces of red air currents. Moreover, it was shrouded in the aura of death and slaughter. Everywhere was ominous.
Looking down from the sky, the color of the ground was black. It didn't look like a place where the living lived. It looked more like a country of the dead.
Elder Dragon looked in a direction and said seriously, "There's a very strong aura here. If it discovers us, we'll be in big trouble."
The Daoist Junjun nodded. "It's a very unsettling feeling."
"Sigh, it's too hard for me. I've just left the mountain and I'm already fighting on the frontlines. I have no human rights."
Elder Dragon sighed with grief and indignation. Then, he said to the Daoist Junjun, "Remember, don't be more than three feet away from me. Otherwise, someone might sense you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and formed a seal. A gust of wind blew on him and the Daoist Junjun, completely concealing their aura.
"Follow me."
The two of them followed the aura and flew in a direction.
This world was not big. Soon, they arrived at a mountain range. There were many ancient palaces built here. They were completely black and emitted a gloomy aura.
Some of the palaces were dilapidated and turned into broken walls. Only ruins were left. No one knew what they had experienced.
At this moment, Elder Dragon and the Daoist Junjun's expressions changed at the same time. Their bodies flashed behind the ruins.
In the next moment, six figures walked out from one of the palaces.
The six figures were arranged in two rows. The three in front had stiff and expressionless faces. The most eye-catching thing was that they had long fangs. Their skin was silver, and they were covered in corpse hair. Their hands had long black nails.
Waves of corpse aura were emitted from their bodies.
The three figures behind were expressionless as well. However, there was light in their eyes. They were clearly living people who were controlling the three corpses in front.
Whether it was the people or the corpses, they were all Golden Immortals.
Watching their figures disappear, the Daoist Junjun's eyes suddenly shone with a strange light. She said, "Is there a way to control corpses?"
"If the token is reacting, could it be that the Spirit Lord's corpse is here? Doesn't that mean that it can be controlled as well?"
Elder Dragon smacked his lips. "Oh my, if it's really controlling the corpse of a Great Dao Supreme, it must be very terrifying."
They looked at the palace. In a flash, they sneaked in.
Coincidentally, they bumped into another row of corpse herders who were lining up to head into the depths of the palace. Elder Dragon's eyes flashed slightly. He decisively attacked and quietly pulled the last row of corpse herders over. With a wave of his hand, he turned them into ashes.
"Quick, disguise yourselves and follow them!"
As the old dragon spoke, he transformed into the cultivator's appearance.
The Daoist Junjun frowned and said with some resistance, "You're not going to turn me into a zombie, are you? I don't think that's reliable. "
"Nonsense, do you even need to ask? Don't resist. I'll help you perform my unique transformation technique. It won't be easily discovered. It's very stable. "
Elder Dragon raised his hand and pointed at the Daoist Junjun.
Immediately, the Daoist Junjun transformed into the zombie's appearance.
The two hurriedly followed and stood quietly at the back of the group.
This group was heading underground. As they moved forward, the eerie feeling became more and more intense. There was no light in the surroundings. There was only this dark cave, and no one knew where it led to.
"Roar!"
After walking for a full two hours, a roar suddenly came from the depths of the cave. It was different from the roar of a wild beast. This roar was extremely horrifying. It was completely like the roar of a malicious spirit. At the same time, it stirred up a terrifying chilly wind. It blew from the depths of the cave, bringing an endless chill.
Elder Dragon and the Daoist Junjun's eyes narrowed slightly. A strong sense of fear surged in their hearts towards the owner of this roar. This was a sense of danger.
The two followed the group. After walking for another hour, they finally arrived at the end of the cave.
At first glance, they saw a large figure inside the cave.
This figure was also a corpse, but it was alive. The iron chains that were tied to it were swaying, making clanking sounds.
Its entire body was iron-black. Its hair was like withered grass, scattered messily on its head. Corpse hair covered its entire body, making it look like a giant ape. A terrifying aura spread out, filling the entire cave.
Other than this Corpse King, there were other people.
One of the old men looked at the Daoist Junjun's group and urged, "Hurry up and feed it!"
'Feed … feed it?'
The eyes of the corpse that the Daoist Junjun had transformed into could not help but tremble slightly. An ominous premonition arose in the bottom of his heart.
Then, he saw the first person in front of the group sending out the corpse he controlled. It landed in front of the Corpse King.
The Corpse King opened its mouth and bit down half of the corpse in one bite. It chewed in its mouth and swallowed it in two mouthfuls.
Then, the second person controlled the corpse to go over, followed by the third, the fourth …
'F * ck!'
He panicked. He could not help but look at Elder Dragon and communicate with his eyes.
"So these zombies are sent here as sacrifices. F * ck! I knew it wouldn't work if I turned into a zombie! "
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