The Heavenly Sound of "Weng" rang out. More than a hundred experts were annihilated, shocking the world. Experts from all over the world gathered.
The Tiger Clan even dispatched a large number of experts. After surrounding the small mountain village, Fairsnow pretended to be crazy. Xiao Chen slaughtered Hai Fan Yun in front of her. This was completely trampling on her and the Hu family's soul and dignity.
However, Xiao Chen could only sit quietly on the yellow mud platform. He cultivated diligently, allowing the wind and snow to attack him, not moving an inch. He seemed as if he'd been petrified a long time ago and was utterly indifferent to everything in the outside world.
This was the first time he had used the Eight Original Sounds. After the battle. Xiao Chen calmed his heart and comprehended. The Weng Heavenly Sound penetrated deep into his mind. It was compatible with his soul. He had comprehended even more True Essence.
The snowflakes grew bigger and bigger. The world was covered in silver, the heavy snowfall once again submerged Xiao Chen. The ancient music resounded in unison on the yellow clay platform. The eight notes sometimes sounded like a rough war song. Sometimes, it was like a gentle and beautiful movement, unpredictable and unpredictable. It was hard to figure out.
Xiao Chen and the yellow clay platform were completely sealed by the heavy snow. He could only see a human figure sitting cross-legged on the stage.
Fairsnow was enraged to the extreme. Her long, shapely eyebrows were raised, and her eyes were wide open. Murderous intent filled her beautiful face, and a baleful aura appeared in her eyes. However, she could not do anything to Xiao Chen at all. She could only watch as her enemy cultivated quietly.
Fang Tianqi, who was conferred the title of King, was originally one of the ten most powerful youths in the cultivation world. Now, he was even more illustrious, and his name shook the world. After learning of his brother's death. He led a large group of experts to the scene.
Ye Tian was also one of the ten strongest young heroes of the Cultivation World. He was conferred King at Mount Hua, but his sister, Ye Jun. Therefore, he led many experts to rush over as soon as possible.
For the past three days. The experts of the eight regions all moved upon hearing the news.
It was said. The world famous young experts Zhao Chongyang, Xue Wu, Meng Xianni, and Canghai also arrived at the outskirts of the Great Desolate Ancient Village. However, no one knew where they were hiding. To be able to become a King, they were naturally the most outstanding among their generation. They all wanted to see how Xiao Chen was going to kill a hundred people in an instant.
Naturally, there were also people of the older generation who rushed over. There was no need to mention the experts sent by the Solar Sect, the Chan Sect, and the Jie Sect. They were all extraordinary people.
However, in the past three days, Xiao Chen had not asked about it at all. His body was like a piece of wood. It fell into a deathly silence, ignoring the hostile glares of the experts outside. He was unmoved. His heart was at peace. The Heavenly Stele Mystic Technique appeared in his mind and the Original Eight Notes rang in his ears. Wisps of essence energy seeped out from the pores of his body. It flowed slowly on the surface of his body. He blended in with the outside world. They were gradually becoming one.
The so-called unity of heaven and man was slowly manifested at this moment.
The xiuzhe outside perceptively sensed his state. This immediately infuriated Fang Tianqi, Ye Tian, and the others. While the others were standing in the wind and snow, he was cultivating as if there was no one else around.
On the fourth day, Xiao Chen finally woke up. The ice and snow outside his body shattered and fell to the ground.
At this moment, the heavy snow finally stopped, and the morning glow sprinkled down. The pure white snow was reflected in a sparkling and translucent light. This was a jade-like snow-white world.
He saw many figures in the forest outside the village, and there were many experts. Xiao Chen stood up and saw Fairsnow, Fang Tianqi, Ye Tian, and the others who wanted to kill him. He laughed out loud, his strange voice piercing through the air. The snow on the trees trembled and fell.
"Xiao Chen, come out and fight!"
Fang Tianqi shouted from outside the village. Although there was immortal energy circulating around his body. It was hard to conceal his soaring murderous aura.
Ye Tian had already put on a purple-gold immortal armor. He stood in the sky, and a golden bell hovered in front of him. The sky was brightly illuminated by it. Even the white snow on the ground seemed to be dyed with a layer of gold. He said coldly, "If you dare to come out and fight, I will bind one hand and fight with you."
"What do you think will happen? When I say war, it is war. "
Xiao Chen swept his gaze forward, and in the end, he ignored everyone's hostility and turned around. He walked towards the village. He left everyone there without any trace of politeness.
"You … …"
Some young xiuzhe angrily glared at Xiao Chen's back. They were so angry that they couldn't speak.
"You guys wait there. I will decide when to fight according to my mood. "
Xiao Chen's voice came from the street, and it immediately made the xiuzhe angry.
"Motherf * cker, I came here. I came here because I was bullied. "
"Come out if you have the guts. I will crush you with three fingers."
Many people cursed.
Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to them. His heart was calm. He comprehended in silence for the past three days. It made him have a deeper understanding of Xuan techniques. The Heavenly Diagram of the Ancient Monolith, the Imprint of Martial Arts, the Eight Original Sounds, the Dragon Countersteps, and so on appeared in his mind one by one. Many profound meanings gradually became clear.
Xiao Chen walked in the snow-filled alley of the village. Xiao Chen's body gradually faded away, as if he would disappear at any time. He merged with the surrounding heaven and earth. Everything was so harmonious and natural. This was the typical sign of Xuan techniques advancing.
After arriving at an ancient pagoda forest in the village, Xiao Chen felt a powerful fluctuation of life. That was … … the snow-white little critter. It had stepped into the Rebirth realm. Only now did he truly feel how huge Keke's potential was.
That furry snowball-like body contained an unimaginable power.
Xiao Chen soared into the sky. Like digging out a bird's nest, he pulled Keke out from the comfortable nest woven by spiritual grass between the branches at the top of the tree.
The little critter was sleeping soundly. It curled up into a ball. It was still talking in its sleep when it was pulled out.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
The little critter opened its eyes in a daze and cried out in dissatisfaction. It seemed to be blaming Xiao Chen for disturbing its sweet dream.
Its eyes were hazy. Its plump body seemed to have become fatter again. It was charmingly naive. Its smooth snow-white fur was even whiter than snow. It was flickering with a jade-like light. It pouted noisily to vent its dissatisfaction. After that, it lazily opened the Lost Paradise and pulled out a foot-long Golden Ginseng. It was as long as its body. It held it in its bosom and ate it with relish.
Xiao Chen was immediately amused. This little critter had hibernated for a few months. The first thing it did after waking up was to look for food. It was really hard to change its nature. Xiao Chen brought it and landed on the ground. They walked along the quiet street towards their home.
Everything that happened in the village was very hard to understand. Until today. All the villagers were still in a deep sleep. They had entered the sweetest dreamland.
First. He shook the two lolis awake. The moment Linglong and Bunny opened their eyes, they shot out a dozen rays of light. Ke, who couldn't dodge in time, was almost hit and sent flying. Her vigilance was really high.
Then. The three energetic fellows started to chase after them noisily.
Xiao Chen looked at his parents and started to call out softly. In the end, the two elders also woke up. Nothing unusual happened. It was as if they had only slept for a short while. However, when they saw the pure white snow outside the window. They were all dumbstruck.
Next, Xiao Chen woke up some of the villagers. The elders were the main ones. They wanted to ask if something similar had happened in the past.
"Yes. Something similar had indeed happened. "
An old man nearing a hundred years old was trembling as he supported himself with a walking stick. He said, "Countless years have passed. I don't know what era it was. Everyone in our village fell into a deep sleep for no reason. When they woke up. Hundreds and thousands of years had passed in the world. "
The old man slowly narrated the seemingly absurd and bizarre secret. He said, "Everyone thought that they had only slept for a night. However, they were surprised to find out that the dynasties had already changed several times. But the strange thing was that nothing had changed in the village. Even the water in the kettle was still hot. The fire in the stove had not been extinguished. Everything seemed to have frozen at that moment. "
One day in the cave. A thousand years had passed in the world.
Xiao Chen was gobsmacked. Something similar had really happened in the past. It was really inconceivable. However. The awakened elders in the village were not afraid at all. On the contrary, they revealed a joyful expression.
"Old man, how can you still smile?"
Xiao Chen asked in bewilderment.
That oldest old man mysteriously pulled Xiao Chen's hand and said, "According to legend, the Heavenly Monarch is the Heavenly Monarch. After that long sleep. Many of our ancestors were able to fly in the sky and burrow underground. This time, perhaps … … "
These elders all squinted their eyes with a smile.
Xiao Chen was dumbstruck by the words of these few elders. It was hard to speculate what kind of secret this so-called ancient desolate village had.
At this time. The people who had not woken up were all awakened. Xiao Chen hastily told them. Don't walk out of the village. It was unexpected. No one was afraid. After listening to the words of the elders, everyone had a smile on their face. Many youngsters were in high spirits. It seemed like they were waiting to become immortals.
Xiao Chen was quite speechless. He didn't know what to say.
If you don't accept hard labor, build the Yellow River. The villagers were living a very prosperous life. They were immediately in a joyous mood. They slaughtered chickens and lambs, preparing to celebrate a late Spring Festival.
Xiao Chen strolled around the ancient village. He was afraid that the villagers would not listen to his advice and walk out of the village. In the end, he felt relieved. No one did that.
Seeing the busy villagers, smelling the fragrance of meat and wine. Those practitioners in the world of ice and snow all had an unkind expression. They stared at Xiao Chen who was pacing back and forth with a cold glint.
Xiao Chen's "weng" sound came out again. This represented the power of life and death. However, this time, he didn't use the power of death to carry out a massacre. Instead, he used the power of life to make the flowers and trees in the village radiate vitality. They broke through the snow and sprouted tender buds and bloomed flowers. The fruit trees in the front and back of each house all bore tempting fruits.
The jasper-like fruit trees. The branches were luxuriant. Between the green leaves, pink peaches, glistening yellow persimmons, fragrant apples, and cracked pomegranates were all over the branches. The fruits were bountiful.
In this snow-white world, such a scene full of vitality appeared. It could be said to be a miracle. The villagers were unable to contain their joy. They were even more convinced that a flying immortal would be born in the village.
Seeing Xiao Chen's method, the practitioners surrounding the village were gobsmacked. Even if he was an Immortal, he shouldn't be able to make the plants in the village flourish with vitality so easily. What kind of power was this?
They naturally didn't know that this wasn't due to the difference in cultivation level.
Xiao Chen realized. This was also equivalent to training. Controlling the heavenly sound. His soul resonated. It seemed like his understanding of the "weng" word was gradually deepening.
It was a fresh and lively cultivation method. Not only did he satisfy the villagers, he also condensed his cultivation level. Xiao Chen caught Keke who was engaged in a "big battle" with the two lolis. He wanted it to take out some exotic flowers from the Lost Paradise.
There were many exotic flowers and trees in the Lost Paradise. Although the fruits they bore couldn't be considered as a peerless spiritual treasure, compared to ordinary fruits, they were still exotic fruits that contained dense spiritual energy. If it was shared with the villagers, it would naturally prolong their lifespan.
The little thing was very generous. It waved its little claws. That meant that it could take as much as it wanted. As much as it wanted. This kind of fruit could be found everywhere in the Lost Paradise. Keke's appetite was already spoiled long ago, it was simply too lazy to eat.
The only thing that Keke was interested in in the Lost Paradise was the orchard in the center. That was when the ancient gods fought against the otherworldly realm's half-ancestors in the desert. It was a divine tree that was formed from the spiritual energy of more than ten half-ancestors that was sent in.
Every single one of them was a towering tree. It was covered with unripe fruits. As long as it woke up. The little thing wished it could look at it seven times a day, hoping that this orchard would have a bountiful harvest as soon as possible. However, these fruits didn't seem to ripen. From the beginning to the end, there was no change. It was so greedy that it could only look at it every day.
In less than half a day. The exotic flowers and fruits replaced the original plants. Waves of spiritual energy rippled in the ancient village, making people even more convinced of the legend of becoming immortals. The children couldn't wait to climb up and pick the golden and glistening fruits.
Xiao Chen felt that planting spiritual trees really consumed a lot of energy. It was indeed exhausting, but it was definitely a form of training. He chanted the "weng" word in his mind and trained in his ordinary life.
The villagers were beaming with joy, while the practitioners outside the village glared angrily.
Xiao Chen didn't want to go out and fight in front of the villagers.
When noon came, a startling thing happened. The spiritual energy overflowing from the exotic flowers and trees that Xiao Chen planted became even more abundant. There were actually rays of multicolored light lingering around. The accumulated snow at the roots quickly melted. The whole village was like a huge living being that was beginning to glow with vitality. It wasn't just limited to the plants.
Not long after, all the ice and snow disappeared. The surface of the ground was overflowing with light and vibrant colors. A faint colorful mist rose up, making it hazy. It lingered around the whole village. It was like a dream. It was like a fairyland. Not only the villagers were shocked. Even the practitioners who were trapped in the periphery all changed their expressions. They were bewildered.
How could this be? Xiao Chen found it hard to understand. He once again sat on the yellow clay platform at the entrance of the village. He calmed his mind and sensed the entire village. He discovered that the spiritual energy under the ground was surging and connecting with the roots of those exotic flowers and trees.
The exotic trees connected with the spiritual veins, and thus turned the ancient village into a fairyland? Xiao Chen continued to explore the ground with rapt attention. Suddenly, he was incomparably shocked. Under the source of spiritual energy, there was a huge black shadow that stretched endlessly. That was actually a huge — — city!
Although he was using the Heaven's Eye to see through the ground, it was hard to see clearly. It was blurry. As if there were endless black clouds lingering around.
As expected, the ancient village had an extraordinary origin. Now, Xiao Chen was finally convinced. This place was far from being as simple as it seemed on the surface.
Although he didn't know how many li underground, Xiao Chen could still feel the heaviness and majesty. That huge city's shadow was emitting an ancient aura. It moved his heart and made his emotions fluctuate up and down. An unimaginably powerful pressure penetrated from the ground.
Just at this time, Xiao Chen was startled. That was … …
The clouds and mist surged. The huge underground city was faintly discernible. A speck of light shone from the ancient city and shone into Xiao Chen's heart. It immediately made him feel as if he was struck by lightning. It shook him so much that he fell from the yellow clay platform.
Many practitioners outside the village rejoiced in his misfortune. They thought that Xiao Chen had gone berserk while practicing.
Without the help of the yellow clay platform, it was hard to sense everything underground. Xiao Chen didn't want the people outside the village to notice the abnormality. He brought the yellow clay platform and rushed into the village. Once again, he sat cross-legged on it.
That speck of light once again reached his heart from underground. The yellow clay platform trembled slightly. The origin of the ancient sound rang out. He finally saw clearly that it was actually a divine lamp, eternally bright and inextinguishable. Floating in the ancient city, it was the only speck of light.
It was really incomparably demonic. Countless years had passed. It actually didn't extinguish.
The origin of the eight sounds rang out simultaneously. Sometimes it was rough and bold. Sometimes it was melodious, and in the end, it could only be heard with a single "weng" sound. The yellow clay platform trembled violently. At the same time, the dilapidated stone man in Xiao Chen's body also rippled.
"Boom!"
A violent tremor!
This part of the world started to shake. Xiao Chen felt the world spinning. After that, the world around him became brightly lit. He couldn't see anything else. What entered his eyes was a gentle holy light.
When everything calmed down, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged on the yellow clay platform. A divine lamp quietly hovered beside his left shoulder. It seemed to be illuminating the path ahead of him.
Like gold, but not gold. Like wood, but not wood. After countless years. The ancient lamp was illuminated.
The light flickered. It shone on the yellow clay platform, making Xiao Chen look as if he had merged with them.
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