Chatper 831 (1/2)
Eternal life, a big world, isolated from the world, eternal.
Here, although the laws are incomplete and the Dao is lacking, there are practitioners just like the outside world.
There are two types of these practitioners—spiritual refinement and physical refinement.
Generally speaking, a cultivator has a powerful soul, is good at mental attacks, and can kill with just one look.
The body refiner has a strong physical body, stronger than a diamond, and can break through all methods with one force.
Whether it is the former or the latter, they both refine the energy of the heavens and the earth to strengthen themselves, cultivate to the depths, turn their hands into clouds and cover their hands into rain, and are worshipped by countless people.
On this day, the sky was blue and the sun was shining brightly.
Suddenly, a boy in white came down from the sky and came to a beach.
"What is this place?"
The boy in white was Yang Xuan. He looked around and found that this was a small island. In front of him was a boundless ocean. The sea was rippling and mighty, and he didn’t know how many miles it was.
Looking through the misty water and mist, you can faintly see some scattered islands.
Before entering the Eternal Life Realm, Yang Xuan asked the Spirit Envoy of Eternal Life Road and had some understanding of the situation in the Eternal Life Realm.
According to Eternal Life Luling Envoy, there is a vast territory in the Eternal Life World, but there is only one continent.
Around the continent, there are vast seas.
"Did I come overseas!?"
Yang Xuan's brows were slightly wrinkled. Coming overseas means that he has to take a lot of wrong paths.
"No matter what, I'll walk around first to see if I can find some aboriginal people and ask about the situation."
Yang Xuan arrived for the first time, and he was not familiar with the place in his life. He didn't even have a map in his hand. If he wandered around, God would know when he would find the Yellow Spring River, let alone the legendary City of Destiny.
The City of Destiny, also known as the City of Slaughter, is shrouded in a layer of mist all year round, and it is difficult for outsiders to find it.
According to Ming Lao, the owner of the City of Destiny, that is, the "spirit" of the Martial Soul of Destiny, is a more terrifying existence than the spirit of the Hall of Eternal Life. Its strength is comparable to that of an immortal king, with the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth.
"No matter how difficult it is, I will find the City of Destiny!"
Yang Xuan gritted his teeth, released his consciousness to investigate, and found that there was no one on the island, so he stayed for a while and flew towards the distance.
Flying all the way, the vitality of heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger, but no one has ever been seen.
On some islands, however, bursts of beast roars could be heard from time to time.
There are practitioners in the eternal life world, and there are naturally monsters. It is definitely not a good place.
Yang Xuan avoided it if he could, but killed it if he couldn't. With his strength, he didn't encounter any powerful monsters along the way.
After about a stick of incense, he landed on an island, because there was a sudden change in the purgatory sword.
"Boy, is that you?"
In a dense forest, Yang Xuan took out the purgatory sword.
Before leaving the Emperor Tower, Liu Lao once gave the purgatory boy a crystal of life, and the purgatory boy refined the crystal of life and fell into a long slumber and never woke up for a long time.
"Hey, it's me."
A familiar voice came, and a fat, white, black robe, and awe-inspiring child appeared in front of Yang Xuan out of thin air. Who was it if it wasn't a purgatory boy?
Compared with before, the purgatory boy has grown a little taller, and his body is much firmer than before.
"Haha, you guy finally woke up."
Yang Xuan happily picked up the purgatory boy and squeezed his face with his hands.