Ninth-level fairy

All of this can be figured out.

Li Qingshuang's mind raced faster than his. Pursing her lips, she asked, "Is the method for refining immortal spirits the one left behind by the founder? Is Lingxiao's sect-protecting magic weapon, the Star Plate, also a relic of the founder?"

Chang Qingzi looked at her with a smile on his face. "You are really smart. You understood it immediately. That's right. The star disk is the magical instrument that integrates the immortal spirits. It was brought out from this tomb by the founder of the sect. All of Lingxiao's magic weapons and Taoist secrets are for finding the newly born immortal spirits. This is the thousand-year mission of the sword sect!"

Li Qingshuang whispered, "But...but we entered this Sword Gate because Master Xuanji wanted to activate the power of the immortal spirits, glorify Lingxiao, and avenge the disciples who sacrificed their lives in the sect!"

Chang Qingzi lamented, "The Lingxiao Sword Sect has declined to this point, destroyed by a seventh-level sword cultivator. This is really hard to explain. As the head sect leader, he naturally hopes to revitalize Lingxiao, but pinning his hopes on the immortals is... that's a wrong place to put them..."

The two of them simultaneously understood the meaning of his words:

"Grandmaster, this immortal power... is it true that we cannot take it out of this Sword Gate?"

"I don't know. There may be some magic formulas that can be taken out of this Lingyuan, but I have never been in there and have never found them!" Chang Qingzi shook his head.

Li Qingshuang stared at the white mist in the abyss below him: "Ancestor, how can we enter this spiritual abyss?"

"After the fog clears!"

"Did we go in after the fog dissipated back then? What was down there?" the two asked in unison.

Chang Qingzi's expression suddenly became strange. He hesitated for a long time before saying, "Everyone has their own unique perspective. Everyone sees something different!"

"What do you mean?"

When the spiritual abyss was broken open, it was also at night. When day came, the thick fog dissipated, and some people saw the rolling hills of a hundred thousand mountains, some saw the towering and majestic palaces and cities, some saw the enclaves of immortals, the rays of light, and some even saw the ancient battlefield, the traces of the battle between the magic weapons and the Taoist magic.

When they heard this, they were both stunned.

How is this possible?

In a cracked abyss, there could only be an ancient tomb or a river. How could there be so many scenes?

Du Fang didn't believe it at all and shouted, "Impossible! According to you, the place down there is where the immortals stay. How could an immortal be so powerful as to stay underground and be trapped in an abyss?"

Li Qingshuang remained silent. She hadn't forgotten the fleeting light and shadows overhead as she'd just entered Jianmen and ascended the stream, the chase and fighting of high-ranking swordsmen. The image of Baizhi slaughtering Lingxiao still reverberated throughout this world.

All the logic in this world may be completely different from that outside.

"What will be the consequences if the immortal body enters the Lingyuan?" Du Fang asked thoughtfully.

Unexpectedly, Chang Qingzi shook his head directly: "I don't know!"

"The founder's last words were short. They only instructed us to bring the immortal spirits into Jianmen. As for what will happen after entering, our founder Ling Xiaozi doesn't know, and I don't know either. Even the current Xuanji Sect Master can't know!"

Li Qingshuang suddenly asked, "Ancestor, I met a senior at the Holy Lake of Snow Mountain a while ago. She was also a seventh-level swordsman from Lingxiao. She once said that the immortal body could lead her out of the Sword Sect. Is that true?"

"That is a monster that has been infected and mutated by the evil energy of this world. It is not your Senior Lingxiao!" Changqingzi said lightly.

Then he continued, "The ghost I caught has been collecting these infected monsters. He wants to absorb their cultivation!"

"Cultivation!"

"Will the evil energy of this world turn living people into monsters like that without damaging their cultivation?"

Chang Qingzi finally nodded and said, "Indeed, this is the world that the Human Emperor created with all his life's efforts. After our ancestor Ling Xiaozi left, he also used his great magical powers to replicate a Ling Xiao Mountain like this."

Lingxiao Mountain was actually a replica of this place.

Li Qingshuang and Du Fang were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

"As for the immortal spirit body leaving the Sword Sect, there has never been such a thing. It's all just a hysterical attack, my own imagination. At least, there is no record of it in the ancestors' notes. If there is any record, it is in the God's Tomb beneath the Spirit Abyss."

Du Fang and Li Qingshuang's hearts suddenly turned cold at the same time.

Even Chang Qingzi doesn't know how to get out. Are the two of us going to be trapped in this world like him for the rest of our lives?

Du Fang finally decided to go down and find out what was going on.

It was the divine thought of the Human Emperor that asked the ancestor to bring the immortal spirit in, so he must do something with the immortal spirit.

The Human Emperor was a great cultivator who achieved great success before the shattering of the primitive world. Since the shattering of the primitive world, the heaven and earth could no longer produce a Human Emperor. This great cultivator had waited in the tomb for tens of thousands of years just to see the immortals.

There must be something very important to entrust.

Du Fang asked cautiously: "Grandmaster, after the fog dissipates, how will Lingyuan get down?"

"Jump down!"

"So simple?" Du Fang was very surprised. He thought that a divine tomb of this level must have an infinitely complicated way to get in.

Chang Qingzi looked at his surprised expression and said, "Don't you know that the more difficult something is, the easier it is to get started? Back then, the headmaster and those Ninth Realm masters racked their brains trying to figure it out, but even with their magical instruments, they couldn't get in. It wasn't until the Spirit Abyss was about to close that someone jumped in and actually entered..."

'You can't bring any magical tools in here...and the Lingyuan will close...' Du Fang thought.

"Do you want to go in?" Du Fang's face turned serious and he nodded.

Chang Qingzi asked again: "Do you really want to go in?"

Du Fang nodded firmly. He had a deep blood feud on his shoulders. In addition to finding a way out of Jianmen, he also had to find the magic formula to activate the power of immortals. It would be best if he could find the divine thoughts of the Human Emperor and remove the banshee soul from his sea of ​​consciousness.

"There were three ninth-level experts back then, a total of eighteen people. After Lingyuan closed, no one has ever come out..." Changqingzi looked up at the night sky.

Among those people were his senior brothers, junior brothers, elders, close friends, and even fellow practitioners.

It has never come out in more than a hundred years.

"I want to go in!" Du Fang simply repeated without any hesitation. The Human Emperor's divine thoughts were waiting for him, and there were also the secrets of the immortals there.

If he left now, he would be bound by the evil spirit of the peerless banshee in his body for the rest of his life. Moreover, there was no way out of the Sword Gate.

Li Qingshuang suddenly moved closer to him and whispered, "I'll go with you!"

"No!" Du Fang flatly refused.

"Why?" Li Qingshuang felt a little aggrieved.

"No reason. Just wait for me. If I can get out, I'll take you out of Jianmen. If I can't get out, you and the ancestor will find a way out. Don't wait for me!"

"I promised Uncle Xuanji and Disciple Lingxiao... that I would bring you back safely..."

Li Qingshuang whispered, she remembered when she first entered Jianmen——

Xuanji carefully placed the baby in her hands, the heavy burden on her, and gently told her

"The fairy spirit cannot die. As long as it survives, we haven't failed. This child is our hope!"

"You must live well too. No matter how difficult and dangerous it is out there, you must remember that we are in Lingxiao, waiting for you to come back!"

"Senior Sister...we are waiting for you to come back!"

Du Fang insisted on going in, could she just stand by and watch?

This ancient tomb has buried countless top-notch cultivators. Du Fang is only a cultivator of the second level now. Can he really survive after entering it?