Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 341 337. Herb Picking Three Life, Weird Little Sacrifice

After taking back the power from the outer heavens, Xu Zhenqing dispersed it into the sea of ​​​​boundaries, transforming it into many other-selves. However, even if one other-selves could dominate the millions of worlds in the surrounding ten directions, it was far from enough.

The boundary sea alone is extremely vast. If Xu Zhenqing were to let go and do what he wants, it would be impossible without an event that is big enough to shake the boundary sea.

The sea of ​​​​boundaries is also a collection of infinite worlds. Although it exists in the form of a sea, most of them are broken worlds. Worlds like those where immortals and even immortal kings exist are the essence.

Theoretically speaking, the "weight" of a true immortal is comparable to that of the vast universe, and countless living beings cannot be compared with him. The place where he stands will naturally evolve into a holy land for immortals, and the Tao will run through it all.

The Immortal King is even more powerful. Not only does he surpass the True Immortals and become the cornerstone of the heavens and seas, his Dao Fruit has also evolved to another level.

If he wishes, the Immortal King can easily feed back a broken universe and turn it into a complete universe, and then turn it into an immortal realm and grow biomass on its own.

If they have the will to do so, they can change the world, interfere with the rules of the world sea and heavens, and form an unstoppable "Tao".

Because of various protections, the Immortal Kings in the Realm Sea are too comfortable, just like the sub-immortal clan in the Yang world who occupy the treasure land of the World Tree, have a rich heritage, and have many Immortal Kings in their clan.

This world tree is extraordinary. It is the world tree left in the fairyland and can be called the most precious treasure in the heavens.

Xu Zhenqing paid more attention to the fairyland because the holy sacrifice was about to begin. He had expected this disaster and the sea boundary was inevitable.

The core of the prison will open the road. This is just a small sacrifice and not very cruel. It is just right to clear the ecological niche of the camp of the heavens.

Chaos is the ladder, the ladder for the nine heavens and ten earths to return to the peak.

Xu Zhenqing is not an indecisive person. Thanks to Shi Hao's sword, the primitive ancient world can still enjoy some peace.

Taking advantage of the calm before the storm, Xu Zhenqing rode Bai's flying sword to the sea boundary to collect the elixir that could revive the quasi-immortal emperor.

In that brilliant fairy light, in that medicinal field, there were three very special medicinal plants. They looked like dead branches or dead saplings, rooted in the blood-colored soil.

To put it simply, it is a rotten piece of wood stuck in the dark land, right under the blood, in the dark soil. It looks like an ordinary piece of wood. No one can imagine that this is the elixir that is hard to find for an emperor.

"The Sansheng medicine, this is it." Xu Zhenqing showed a hint of joy on his face, took a breath and rubbed his hands, then took the stone jar and carefully dug it out with the roots and soil. This was a delicate job, and if he was not careful, missing a tiny root would reduce the efficacy of the medicine.

It is said to be an elixir of immortality, but it is more like a wooden sword. It has no sharp edge and no pervasive medicinal fragrance. The truth is simple, and the magic object is hidden.

Xu Zhenqing smiled. The medicine garden that the strange clan cultivated this time would soon be in his hands. Although there was some strange aura in it, it was harmless.

After taking away the most important elixir, Xu Zhenqing transformed the rest into a shovel and dug up the medicine garden into pits and holes. The roots of some important herbs still remained in the soil.

Xu Zhenqing didn't care about so many things. The time here was different. The time and space were disturbed by the strange clan. A strange immortal king might appear at any time.

"Who dares to come to the Soul River to collect herbs?" An unknown voice was extremely angry and looked around for Xu Zhenqing's figure. This made Xu Zhenqing secretly curse his bad luck, and he mixed some strange substances and casually compiled a breath.

The Weird Immortal King felt a breath of intimacy and couldn't believe it. He bowed and saluted, neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "I didn't know you were coming, senior, and I'm sorry for not welcoming you. The Sansheng Medicine is related to the Emperor of the Heavens, so please don't joke with me, senior!" "Asshole! Are you saying I'm joking?" Xu Zhenqing's voice, with the blessing of the chat group video, reprinted in the Weird Immortal King's mind, like the whispers of a huge mouth of the abyss, and the laws of the entire Soul River were shaking.

The Strange Immortal King's back softened, and he turned and fell to the ground, muttering, "I dare not! But it is my duty to hide my head and show my tail. Please forgive me."

"I planted this myself, from the last era. I was reluctant to harvest it, and the medicinal field collapsed, creating this place!" Xu Zhenqing argued confidently, then reluctantly said, "However, since we are both part of the great cause of our ancestors, I will try it out and give you an official position next time."

"This senior knows a lot and has great power, but why doesn't he want to show himself? Could it be..." The Weird Immortal King was completely speechless. He thought to himself, no wonder he is hiding himself. He is afraid of exposing his unknown little habit.

It's no wonder the other party is confused. A being that looks like it can easily destroy Soul River, and is so close to him. It's a carrot and stick, and the fact that he hasn't thought about telecommunications fraud, makes it so realistic.

Xu Zhenqing twitched the corner of his mouth, not knowing what the other party was thinking, but he managed to fool him. With the other party's help, he looted the entire medicine garden.

"Boy, this ancestor will remember you. Roll up your sleeves and work hard!" Xu Zhenqing picked up the sack and rode the flying sword out of the Soul River.

The Weird Immortal King roared, "No, how could the Ancestor end his slumber early?!"

The Soul River was shaking, and those unknown beings, Jie Lina, woke up, as if they had reached a critical point.
A thirteen-colored conch shell, beneath the snow-white and pitch-black, silently reappeared, reviving itself and emitting a melodious sound. The sound was terrifying, as if it cleansed the past and present.

At this moment, it was heard everywhere in the heavens and the world.

The ancient underworld, the creatures under the floating soil of the four poles, the monsters under the burial pit of the Emperor of Heaven, and the powerful and weird Immortal King all awakened at this moment.

The humming sound of the conch is not harsh or dull, but rather very special.

It sounds like the ancestor immortal is humming, or like the ancestor demon is murmuring. When you first hear it, it seems as if you are about to realize the supreme truth!

One after another, the chains of avenues broke with a "crack" sound, and the scene was extremely grand.

It’s as if the world is being destroyed, all kinds of rules will be wiped out, and an era seems to be coming to an end!
Indeed, far away in his realm, many old monsters that had existed since the time of the emperor's fall were frightened and terrified. Goose bumps appeared all over their bodies and they trembled: "Is it about to begin? The great world will be destroyed!"

Then a strong man spotted a sword light, crossing the sea boundary as if walking on flat ground. Some people prayed, thinking that it was the emperor of the heavens, who wanted to conquer the weirdness!

"Why does the path along which the sword light dissipated appear to be heading towards the Boundary Sea?" Someone widened their eyes, not expecting these beings to be running for their lives, so they followed suit, causing a massive migration across the Boundary Sea.

"Oh my god, are the heavens about to sink?"

"Emperor of the Fallen Era, where are you? Are you truly fallen?!"

The originally endless power of faith, chasing the sword light, made a quick circle and dissipated.

The sword light was too fast, even the power of faith could not catch up, otherwise Xu Zhenqing would most likely harvest the power of faith and weaken the resistance of these guys.

(End of this chapter)