Chapter 1081 The Absolute Ideal World
People jumped out from behind the door one after another, each wearing blue clothes. Their clothes were nobility and mystery unlike those of this era. The appearance of both men and women were outstanding, and their bodies were outstanding. The posture is tall and straight, as bright as the bright moon hanging in the sky, with an unattainable magnanimity.
They all wore orchid laurel pendants covering their foreheads. Under the forehead rings, a faint golden bud could be seen between their eyebrows.
Gorgeous boots with gold moiré and jade belts around their waists. Their simplicity does not hide their nobility. Whether it is their clothes or their demeanor, they all reveal that they are very respectable people.
The leader among them is a young man with wide and flowing sleeves. He is dressed in white and has a tall jade crown in his black hair. His face is profound and slightly carefree, and an ancient blue jade sword hangs at his waist.
Although the white robe on his body looks simple, his clothes and shoes can be seen to be sophisticated and expensive, and his demeanor is even more extraordinary than the group of noble boys and girls behind him.
Under the sky and the tide, this young man looked quite handsome with his sword-shaped eyebrows flying and his lips as thin as a chip.
Looking at the cracked silver door, the man's brows darkened slightly, although his temperament was more calm than the group of young men and women who stood up.
But seeing this scene, anger still burned in his eyes.
His face was dim and unpredictable, his dark eyes looked at Balian, and he said in a stern voice: "Who are you?! How dare you destroy the Silver Gate privately!"
Baili quietly observed the leading man, who was born with a dragon-like appearance and a natural nature.
And the golden color between his brows is the deepest among the group, and the aura of immortality flowing through his body is also very similar to that of His Majesty the Emperor in Shifang City who suffered from thousands of cuts and pills. similar.
I think he is the one who inherits the purest blood among these descendants of Beichen Fuyuan Immortal Clan.
Looking at the respectful and respectful attitude of the people behind him, it is not difficult to see that this person has a superior status among them.
Now that the matter has come to this, Balian is too lazy to make excuses with this group of people. He glances at the man and says: "You are the descendants of the Beichen Immortal Clan."
Not a question, but an affirmative statement.
As soon as these words came out, a look of panic suddenly appeared on the faces of the young boys and girls who were originally so majestic and high-spirited.
According to the wishes of Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan, the war between immortals and demons will never end.
In ancient times, there was a world of demons entrenched in one world, and demon kings of all ages were eyeing it.
Some generals became demons and formed a faction of their own. They tore apart space with their hands, creating an eternal kingdom of darkness.
The immortal clan has a mission and has been fighting to the death with blood since ancient times.
As the sons of the Emperor Father, they shoulder the responsibility of their own responsibilities, but under the protection of the Immortal Lord, they have been hiding in the Silver Gate.
The price for seeking stability is not to mention Beichen Fuyuan's name in front of outsiders.
Now that they are born, the first person they meet reveals their identity in the first words they say...
They have lived in the Silver Gate for a long time, and they have long ignored the affairs of the six realms outside. My heart suddenly panicked.
Is it possible that in this eternity of time and space, the six realms have changed owners and new emperors have been replaced, and their Fuyuan lineage is no longer allowed to enjoy immortality?
The young man at the head frowned, but he was not as panicked as the people behind him.
He obviously has great prestige among the crowd. With a faint glance, everyone suddenly became quiet and stood behind him in a dignified manner, not daring to lose their composure in the slightest.
Faced with Balian's words, the young man did not pretend to be cryptic, but instead admitted it openly.
“Yes, I am Jiang Huan, a descendant of Beichen Fuyuan’s Immortal Vein.”
He nodded slightly, and his eyes were not arrogant: "Who are you from, and why can you open the Silver Gate? You know that privately destroying the Silver Gate is a serious crime!"
Bailian said nothing, He just summoned the Tiance Junshan Sword and struck another blow towards the Baiyin Gate.
The roar of the Black Tortoise was heart-breaking, and the cracks on the door spread even wider.
"Shu Zi is bold!!!" When Jiang Huan saw this, his whole face turned green, he whipped out the ancient blue jade sword from his waist, and pointed it at Bailian from afar.
Seeing him draw his sword, a group of boys and girls behind him also drew their swords angrily in response, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
The Silver Gate was hit, and landslides and tsunamis apparently began to occur in the world inside the gate, making the world unstable.
The Xians wearing white robes flew out of the world in panic one after another. Their faces were angry and ugly, but they were also at a loss for the development of unknown events.
They have survived for hundreds of thousands of years in a world like a utopia, where there is no disease, war, or death.
They don’t even need to practice diligently, and the road to eternal life of comfort and happiness is at their fingertips.
For so many years, the world inside the Silver Gate has always been peaceful for them, and even bad weather is very rare.
Today's sudden change really caught them off guard.
Bailian raised his eyes and looked at this group of Beichen immortals who were all nourished by the holy aura of heaven and earth in the Silver Sect.
Every one of them has smooth brows, and their skin, muscles and bones are as if they were made from heaven. The pure energy contained in each strand of hair is no less than a top-quality spiritual stone.
Even the descendants of the Beichen Immortal Clan, with their diluted bloodline, cannot be like this. Everyone's basic physique is like a chosen one.
It can be seen that the blessings the Silver Sect has brought to them cannot be inferred based on common sense.
But even so, this group of people have extraordinary blood talents, and everyone's bone age is basically more than 10,000 years old.
The leader who claims to be Jiang Huan has a strong bloodline that is rare in the world. He can't even compare to Su Jing and Yin Baishuang who were named the Third Son of Heaven by the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan.
He also looks very young in appearance, but his bone age is considerable, which is 50,000 years old.
Excellent bone bloodline and long bone age, but his cultivation level is not worthy of the ninth level of soul-stealing enlightenment.
The group of boys and girls behind him looked too young, but their bone ages were all over ten thousand years.
Most of their cultivations are in the Takumi or Spirit-bearing realm.
There are a very few people who look a little older and more mature in appearance. Their bone age is over 100,000 years, but their cultivation level is only on par with Jiang Huan.
Only a few of the Beichen Immortal Clan, whose bone age can compete with Jinxian Fengxu, have just entered the threshold of the Heshen Realm.
It is simply an incredible phenomenon.
There are laws of cultivation in the world. The lifespan of any monk who has passed through the realm of soul robbery will not last more than a thousand years.
The lifespan of a monk who has transcended the two realms of the Tribulation and Combined God Realm can reach up to two thousand years.
But the cultivation level of this group of people is far from matching the years they have lived.
Facing Jiang Huan's angry sword slash at him, although his spiritual power was astonishing, it rolled up thousands of waves on the sea.
But in the eyes of Bai Lian, who had just experienced a life-and-death battle with Jinxian Fengxu. This sword has no follow-up power. It only shows the intention to fight but not the intention to kill. It is obvious at a glance that it is just a show of force on paper. Only someone with no combat experience can make such a sword full of loopholes.
Without even raising his eyelids, Balian struck out with a bolt of lightning. Jiang Huanru's sword power suddenly collapsed like a receding tide, and he let out a miserable cry.
Bailian simply had a good temper and did not break his personal sword.
The blue jade sword was knocked away, and Jiang Huan was tied tightly by lightning. His body was instantly paralyzed and he was unable to move.
When the older generation of the Beichen Xian clan saw that Jiang Huan was captured so easily, they knew they were in trouble.
Among the crowd in white, the one with the longest bones and the deepest cultivation level, a strong man in the Heshen Realm, gave a deep shout.
His spiritual power exploded into thousands of waves, his arms struck each other, a hurricane entangled his arms, and a thunderous sound erupted.
The moment both fists came out, a series of profound fist light patterns flooded out. In an instant, it was like the sky was opening and the mountains were collapsing, and the rivers were flowing back to the sea.
As soon as the stance is opened and closed, the two fists turn into majestic dragon energy, which controls the momentum of wind and thunder, and roars majestically.
He is extremely ruthless as soon as he strikes, and he is bound to kill Bailian here.
All the Immortals exclaimed, as if they didn’t understand why Elder Miao Wei did not ask about the reason and identity, but killed him as soon as he took action.
The pressure as vast as the sea forced everyone to fall back hundreds of meters. Although they were doubtful, they could feel the anger of Elder Miao Wei, and no one dared to speak and interrupt easily.
Although the fists in the Heshen realm may seem shocking and terrifying, but they have not experienced real fighting, they are just superficial.
Bailian has now completely condensed his own corpse beads.
In terms of physical body, a punch from the Heshen realm that was cultivated in Utopia like this was just a breeze blowing on the hills, unable to shake the slightest foundation.
He stood there without moving a step, his body just tilted forward slightly.
Then he was like a ray of moonlight penetrating the glass-colored world, and his figure did not stop at all under the burning fist of the terrifying dragon energy.
Bailian appeared in front of the elder like a mysterious snake, with his movements clean and dust-free. With one palm, he softly pushed out the heavenly secrets. With a snap, he pushed the elder Miao Wei's hands squarely. fist.
Bailian's body leaned forward in a wider arc, so that the shoulder blades on his thin back were clearly bulging through the wet clothes.
The lean body’s muscles are tense and contracted under the soaked clothes, giving it a very powerful beauty.
The moment his palms and fists touched each other, an invisible and transparent energy burst out from Balian's tightened back, and his five cold and slender fingers suddenly tightened.
Elder Miao Wei's body shook, and he felt an indescribable feeling of drowning.
His face suddenly turned pale, and a roar suddenly erupted from deep inside his body. The six spiritual power nodes between his arms exploded one by one, bursting out a terrifying spiritual power cyclone, twisting his arms like twists. Twist and twist.
He screamed, his arms collapsed miserably, and he flew backwards very far, and his body hit the sea hard, as if he hit the solid ground.
His body was ups and downs on the sea like a pebble floating in water, and it finally stopped after hitting dozens of splashes.
Above the sea, a group of Beichen Xianshi disciples looked at the young man standing in the wind as if they were looking at monsters, and for a moment they forgot to breathe.
Jiang Huan, who had looked arrogant and unruly not long ago, looked at the crazy scene in front of him with a cold look on his face.
Elder Miao Wei, the most powerful of the Beichen clan and the one he was most proud of, was actually severely wounded and thrown into the sea by a young man whose bone age seemed to be no more than two hundred years old?
Ancestor Jiang Huan entered the Silver Gate with the remaining immortal tribe during the war between the immortals and demons, when the immortals and gods fell.
In that barbaric and barren era, the path of immortality was in decline, and there were very few practitioners who could awaken their spiritual roots and practice, let alone become immortals.
It is a great blessing that they can enter the Silver Gate and be nourished by the power of the Silver Gate.
He spent 50,000 years through tribulations and condensed his immortal body, which is already a symbol of great glory.
But this world... what kind of vicissitudes have it experienced? As soon as I went out into the world, I encountered this kind of monster that was so strong that it was unreasonable.
Jiang Huan calmed down and was sure that this person must be an evil cultivator.
Only evil cultivators, using evil techniques that are forbidden in the world and despised by everyone, can take shortcuts to quickly improve their cultivation.
Their methods are strange, greedy and cruel.
I don’t know where this boy got the news about the Silver Gate, but he actually knew that he would be found in the northwest sea on the day of the solar eclipse.
I am afraid that I have some treacherous greed and want to take the Silver Gate as my own!
Jiang Huan looked at Balian with an unkind look, subconsciously regarding this person as an enemy who wanted to occupy his hometown, with a cold look in his eyes:
“Since ancient times, there have been countless evil spirits. Xiu Xiao covets the power of the forbidden nine gates, but their final fate cannot be escaped. "Zhu', what you did today is really not very wise."
Bailian laughed and said: "It's just that I have lived in the world inside the door for hundreds of thousands of years with the glory of my ancestors' death in battle. Do you take it for granted that this silver door belongs to you?
Even if the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan was here, he would not dare to say such words. "
Jiang Huan said angrily: "I, the Beichen clan, received orders from the Holy Will and guarded the Silver Gate here. I was just fulfilling my duties and missions, and I thought I was worthy of heaven and earth.
Fu Yuan’s name cannot be questioned and tarnished by a young person like you. "
Hearing this, the smile at the corner of Balian's mouth deepened, mixed with a touch of sarcasm, and he looked at Jiang Huan who was speaking decisively.
He tilted his head and chuckled. Said: “What a pure and powerful sense of responsibility and mission.
But as far as I know, the Fuyuan clan is born with the power of pure breath. Your mission is not to protect the Silver Gate. "
Jiang Huan's face changed drastically. He looked at Bailian with a complex and vigilant look, and said in a voiceless voice: "How do you know the power of the pure breath of my Fuyuan clan? You...what exactly are you? Who is he? ”
Originally, Balian was hesitant about what he did today.
But now seeing Jiang Huan’s reaction, he knew clearly in his heart that these descendants of the Fuyuan clan It’s not that the Xian clan is unaware of their abilities and mission.
They have inherited Fu Yuan’s unique strength and talent from generation to generation.
But even so, they still chose the comfortable path of immortality arranged for them by Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan.
The world behind the door, free of war, enjoys peace. Because they can live forever, they have a lot of time to waste.
Eternity is the norm for them, so there is no need to persist in practice. Even if they fish and make tea leisurely all day long, they do not have to worry about life, old age, illness and death in the future.
Even if they spend fifty thousand years to overcome the tribulation, they will not be punished by any tribulation and thunder, and can easily cross the threshold between heaven and man.
I am even complacent and proud of it, thinking that it takes fifty thousand years to survive the catastrophe and become an immortal, which is an extremely hard and difficult task worth overcoming.
(ps: Another whole day of headache)
(End of this chapter)