I just want to be a quiet man

Many scrolls are like portraits of ordinary people, and there is not much difference in size between them. Only the outermost scroll is so huge that it almost occupies the entire void at the entrance of the ancestral land. There is nothing in it, and it seems that it cannot tolerate the existence of any other portraits.

In the painting, the man in black and white is full of smoke and clouds, and the man in the black shirt has an evil and cold expression, and his temperament is strange and eerie. Even the clouds and smoke lingering around him exude majestic chaos, distortion, and madness...

This is exactly the picture scroll of Pei Ling!

At this time, Pei Ling, who was in the scroll, suddenly moved his robe slightly, and took a step out of the scroll.

The next moment, Pei Ling walked out of the picture scroll!Walked out of the inheritance hall!Walked out of Chongming Sect!

Pei Ling's speed was incomparably fast, and the patriarch of "Underworld" had no time to stop him. He hastily sent a voice transmission: "The fallen immortal is out of trouble, don't leave the rule of the Holy Sect!"

As soon as the voice fell, Pei Ling in the picture scroll had already disappeared into the vast night!

In the Inheritance Hall, Patriarch "Underworld" frowned, but soon regained his composure.

This junior, Pei Ling, has just entered the Floating Life Realm and climbed the Immortal Road, and now the divine sense left by him acts spontaneously...

Not surprisingly, the other party should have become a fairy by now!

Maybe something happened in the upper realm...

Thinking of this, the patriarch of "Dark Blood" closed his eyes again, his figure quietly disappeared from the throne, and continued to sit in the palace.

Chapter 192: The "Land" of Myriad Realms.

Panya world.

The night is thick, the blood moon is in the sky, and the crimson is like a sea of ​​blood, mighty and mighty, spreading all over the ground.

In the darkness, there were countless rustling sounds like a tide, as if some great terror or catastrophe was brewing.

Above the high sky, a figure in a black shirt suddenly appeared, it was Pei Ling!

Right now, his body is fighting with the Dragon King!

The present He is the inheritance and spiritual thoughts left by the main body in the inheritance hall according to the traditions of Chongming sect's inheritance before entering the game of Fusheng.

If he fails to ascend to immortality, this wisp of divine thoughts will only be chosen according to his will and preferences during his lifetime, among the descendants of Chongming Sect, to teach and inherit, or, when Chongming Sect is in crisis of sect destruction At the moment, consume the last spiritual thoughts, protect the sect, and continue the orthodoxy.

And if ascending to the immortal is successful, this ray of divine will will then produce immortal nature and become a ray of soul of the main body!

In all previous Floating Life Chess games, the Nine Sects communicated with the upper realm through the souls left behind by those ancestors who successfully ascended!

At this time, Pei Ling's figure stopped, and the next moment, a terrifying and vast will enveloped the entire Panya Realm in an instant.

After a while, several figures identical to him appeared beside him.

As soon as these figures appeared, they immediately scattered away.

One escapes to Qingyao Mountain, one flies to the Eternal Night Desert, one goes to Yousu Tomb, and the rest point to the "weird" places everywhere...

Soon, all the replicas disappeared into the vast night.

Pei Ling, who came out of the picture scroll, slowly raised his head and looked towards the blood moon above.

The moonlight is shockingly dripping, like newly splashed blood stains, and there seems to be a sea of ​​blood filling the sky and earth in the shining room.

Chaos, chaos, disorder, depravity... the breath surges with the moonlight, distorting all living beings in this world.

Pei Ling was not affected at all, and stepped forward with one step, heading towards the blood moon...

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Qingyao Mountain.

The ferocious land, which was originally lush and lush, now has extremely strong and huge branches and leaves, as if returning to the prehistoric in a flash.

Towering giant trees, dragon snake-like vines, intertwined and twisted, almost airtight.

On the gray-brown branches, from time to time, one can see the frightened faces of birds and beasts inlaid on them, and there are countless blood-colored vertical pupils, which flicker like stars.

The drooping branches silently grow a thread of cotton-like tentacles, like wandering spirits, floating and tossing.

In the depths, there are monster beasts roaring from afar, continuous, tyrannical, chaotic, ferocious...

With a flash of the black shirt, a replica of Pei Ling stepped into this place with a flick of a finger. At the same time, all the frenzy, chaos, and disorder were silent for a moment, and there was no movement at all.

The engraved body did not pause at all, and went directly to the depths of Qingyao Mountain.

Along the way, the giant trees collapsed, the spiritual plants withered, the grassy land was full of traces of battles, the blood of beasts gushed, the mountains and plains were covered, and countless nests, plants and trees were completely destroyed.

A group of berserk and deformed monsters, with red eyes, wandering around aimlessly, venting.

However, when the replica body passed by, all the monsters fell into a deep sleep in an instant, returning to silence.

Soon, Pei Ling's replica came to the bank of Yu Yuan.

In the past, the vast wilderness was endless, but now it is full of vegetation.

Dense vines hang down from the high branches, and thousands of emerald greens of different shades converge to the center of the field, weaving into a huge green cocoon.

In the green cocoon, there are silver hairs fluttering slowly, like a bright moonlight flowing quietly.

Yao Qingying's whole body is covered by vines, only her head is exposed, her long eyelashes are drooping, her skin is more radiant than snow, just like when she first met in "Little Zizaitian", her breathing is even, her expression is peaceful and peaceful, and she is sleeping deeply.

Pei Ling looked at Yao Qingying, and quickly confirmed that the master is fine at the moment, he has the power of Xunmu inheritance, and can use deep sleep to avoid the erosion of "chaos".

However, in the inheritance of Xunmu, although there are many "origins", there are very few immortal jobs...

As for "symbols"...

When Xunmu failed to become king at the beginning, it was because the "symbol" was not enough!

Up to now, its body has fallen, and all the "symbols" related to it have disappeared like snow and sun...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling shook his head slightly, Qingyao Mountain, there was nothing he was looking for...

After that, he didn't bother his master Yao Qingying, but just stood quietly beside Yu Yuan...

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Eternal Night Desert.

In the center of the thick darkness, the nine tall white pillars are still tall and straight, but the dense chains of heavenly tribulation have been broken one after another.

The thunder that has roared for an unknown number of years has disappeared.

The broken chain, like a branch that has been cut off, hangs down weakly.

A huge blood-colored coffin fell between the nine pillars.

The ground that was originally engraved with all kinds of cloud seals and talismans turned into a dark and dead place.

The cold wind blows, and the gravel rustles.

A figure in a black shirt suddenly appeared.

Looking at the completely destroyed seal, Pei Ling was not surprised.

When he crossed the Dao Tribulation, the system had been stealing the power of the Dao Tribulation from him, and by the way, the seal of the Heaven Tribulation had been lifted seven or eight times.

Now that the other party was able to get out of trouble, he had more than half of the credit...

While thinking, Pei Ling strode to the side of the blood-colored coffin and looked down.

The coffin was empty, there was nothing but the endless darkness.

Pei Ling stretched out her hand to press the edge of the coffin, closed her eyes slightly, and began to perceive it seriously.

Once the cultivation base reaches the Immortal King, one can know all the knowledge under the Immortal King!

However, after perceiving it for a while, he could only figure out the general principle of the seal here, but the deeper mysteries still cannot be peeped!

Pei Ling immediately opened his eyes. Although he only understood the general principle, it was enough!

The next moment, he suddenly exerted force on the palm holding the edge of the coffin, and lifted the coffin onto his shoulders.

Then, his other hand was slowly raised upwards.

The earth shook violently!

In an instant, sand and rocks flew away, the rock formations cracked, and the breath of sulfur surged out from the ground. The nine Cui Wei stone pillars seemed to be grabbed by an invisible force and pulled out from the ground abruptly!

Accompanied by waves of earthquakes, the nine white pillars completely left the ground and floated in the night sky.

In the thick darkness all around, there was suddenly a deathly silence, like the eve of a violent storm.

Pei Ling slowly retracted the raised arm, and then performed a simple formula.

Immediately, there was a terrifying suction force from the coffin, and the nine white pillars turned into a ray of white light and were taken into the coffin like fish swimming in the sea.

Immediately afterwards, the formula in Pei Ling's hand changed, and the coffin lid that fell to the side flew over spontaneously in an instant, and it closed on the coffin with a bang, perfectly fitting without any gaps!

The black shirt was hunting, and the formula in Pei Ling's hand changed again, and the black clouds were mighty, gathering from all directions, covering the cold blood moon in a blink of an eye.

When all the crimson disappeared like an ebb tide, his thoughts moved slightly, but a faint blood moon rose above his head!

At this time, Pei Ling immediately let go of the other arm, and the blood coffin that had been held by him on his shoulders immediately floated up like a feather, flying towards this blood moon!

In the blink of an eye, the blood coffin disappeared into the blood moon.

Afterwards, the blood moon fell Yiyi and was put away by Pei Ling.

With a flick of the sleeve of his robe, Pei Ling had already dissipated the formula in his hand, and the billowing clouds disappeared in an instant.

As the crimson spread out, the real blood moon appeared again.

Before the bloody moonlight sprinkled all over the ground, Pei Ling's replica body had already disappeared.

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Yousu grave.

The dark sea water was churning, and the tomb-like islands floated quietly in it.

Cui Wei, a giant mulberry on the island, has a crown like a cover, black branches and leaves criss-crossing, and red and white spirit flowers blooming like blood.

A replica of Pei Ling appeared here without warning.

Ju Sang seemed to have sensed it, and immediately opened his densely packed eyes, looked at the Xuanshan in front of him, and asked directly: "You have become a fairy?"

Pei Ling's engraved body nodded slightly, and immediately waved his big sleeves, and three high-grade soul nourishing bags appeared in the void, and the clouds and seals on them flowed, releasing a majestic power that made everyone's hearts palpitate.

Immediately, the restrictions on the three soul-raising bags were all opened, and the soul bodies flowed out like a torrent, following their instincts, and fell towards the dark branches and leaves below... Not long after, all the soul bodies entered the Yousu Tomb.

Among these soul bodies, there are "Pianya" and "Li Qian"; there is "Chiyao";

Right now, all soul bodies are in an extremely deep sleep, not aware of their situation at all.

Pei Ling stood in the air, and said in a flat voice: "Take care of them."

"When I return, I will give you the post of 'Sunrise'!"

Upon hearing the immortal post of "Sunrise", Guisang said without any hesitation or doubt, "No problem!"

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Above the blood moon.

The vast and cold wilderness, the blood-colored land, the scarlet is dazzling, as if stepping into a sea of ​​blood.

Darkness, coldness, confusion, malice, resentment... Like a gangrene attached to the bone, it spread heavily and diffused, exuding a rich blood-colored brilliance, roaring and raging, sweeping away thousands of miles.

Since the blood moon had already come once, Pei Ling walked in one direction without any delay this time.

Soon, it came to a vast square.

Behind the square, the palace is gorgeous and majestic, it is exactly the Moon Palace I have seen before!

Pei Ling stopped and was about to speak when the palace gate opened spontaneously.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice came from the depths of the palace: "This is the residence of the deity."

"Only the existence with the permission of the deity can enter!"

"Although you are not the main body who came here this time, you still have the qualifications!"

This voice is cold and majestic, exactly the same as the "Wanxu" Immortal Venerable, this is the voice of Heavenly Tribulation!

Pei Ling looked inside the palace gate, nodded immediately, and said flatly, "Thank you Mo Xianyou."

As he said that, he walked into the palace without hesitation, and walked deep along the majestic, gorgeous and eerie corridors.

Step, step, step...

Subtle footsteps echoed in the empty hall.