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Chapter 661 The old nest

The old man with a long hair and a young face had already smelled the fragrance of pills. It was the first time he had smelled this breath. The spiritual energy he was moving became ready and his eyes lit up. He stared at the small porcelain bottle. When Su Tang handed over the small porcelain bottle, he hurriedly stood up, not knowing what to say for a moment, and murmured: "This...This"

"Sect Master Shi, don't be polite." Su Tang said.

"I'm not ashamed to be respectful." The old man with a long hair and a young face said, then he poured out a pill, placed it in front of his nose, and sniffed it violently.

Pills can help with practice, but the efficacy of the medicine is not stable. Practitioners who take pills for the first time will feel a huge change. However, after taking the same pill for ten or eight years, the efficacy of the medicine will gradually weaken.

The rich fragrance of pills made the old man with a long hair and a young face look ecstatic, and then he poured out a few more pills.

"This is the Wuhua Juding Pill." Su Tang saw something was wrong and added softly: "Depending on the personal constitution, the interval between taking pills is different. Usually, you take one pill a month. Never use it too much, otherwise it will hurt yourself."

"Ah... I understand." The old man with a long hair and a young face grinned, and reluctantly put the other pills back, leaving only one.

"Zhengmaster Shi, this kind of elixir cannot be used indiscriminately." Wei Qilu said: "You must find a dark room to calm your mind, put down all external affairs, and sit quietly and regulate your breathing immediately after taking the elixir so that the medicine can be maximized."

In terms of teaching disciples, Wei Qilu had much more experience than Su Tang. He could see that just smelling the elixir fragrance made the old man's breath messy. If he continued to eat, he would not be able to recover after a few days of restoring his breath. Could it be that the four great holy realm practitioners would have to wait here? Therefore, the old man cannot take elixirs now.

"Yes, don't rush this time." Shang Tianliang said, and then paused: "Zhengmaster Shi, I have something to ask you."

"What are you asking?" The old man with a long hair and a young face raised his head.

"Has any big or strange thing happened in this world?" Shang Tianliang said.

"You mean..." The old man with a long hair and a young face didn't understand.

"That is, you can't understand big things, regardless of the age, you can say whatever you think." Shang Tianliang said, hoping to understand the world from more perspectives.

The old man with a long hair and a young face pondered for a long time: "About two hundred years ago, a storm suddenly erupted from the holy well of the Longtian Sect, and the wind pillar rushed straight into the sky. After that, the yin energy spread between the heaven and earth, and almost never saw the sunlight for half a year."

Su Tang and others looked at each other, and Shang Tianliang said again: "Is there any?"

"There is a spiritual tide in the world, but it is very unstable. Sometimes it takes thirty years, sometimes it takes 56 years, ten years, and hundreds of years, it makes practitioners everywhere complain." The old man with a long hair and a young face said.

"What is the spiritual tide?" Su Tang asked.

"After the nourishment of all things, the spiritual power will become more and more intense. When a certain limit is reached, a wave of light will rise from the sky. The light waves will penetrate every hole and sprinkle every corner of the world, and then all the spiritual power will be wiped out." The old man with a crane-haired and young face smiled bitterly: "We practitioners will also get seriously ill and may even die."

"You keep talking." Wei Qilu said.

"Well..." The old man with a long hair and a young face thought for a while: "About a thousand and one hundred years ago, the world was shaking, mountains collapsed, rivers and seas were boiling, and countless fire rains fell from the sky, causing a catastrophe. It is said that more than one hundred people survived at that time."

"Is there any more?" Wei Qilu said again.

"Nine hundred miles north of Youlong Mountain, there is a place where Sanjiang gathers, called Sanjiangkou. There are golden lights lingering on the river beach all year round. Whether it is humans, animals or birds, as long as they get close, they will be shot dead by the golden light." The old man with a crane-haired and young face said: "That is the world's number one death place."

"Ancient divine thoughts?" Shang Tianliang shouted.

The great practitioners of the holy realm level also have their own divine thoughts, but their divine thoughts cannot be compared with the ancient divine thoughts. As the saying goes, the divine thoughts will disappear when their death occurs. Only by breaking through the barrier and reaching the realm of the Star Lord can the divine thoughts last forever.

"Go over there and have a walk?" Wei Qilu said.

"Okay." Su Tang also became curious.

"Several distinguished guests, let's have a rest in my sect for a night." The old man with a long hair and a young face said: "Sanjiangkou is 900 miles away from Youlong Mountain. Tomorrow, I will naturally prepare a carriage for several distinguished guests, and then...

"Carriage? No need." Fan He stood up: "We'll go back."

"Nine... nine hundred miles?" the old man with a long hair and a young face reiterated again.

Fan He smiled helplessly, then slowly walked out the door, then he circulated his spiritual veins, and rushed into the sky like a sharp arrow. Then he flashed a few more times, and then disappeared without a trace.

The extremely fast speed shocked the old man with a long haired and young face, but he had already started earlier. Su Tang, Wei Qilu and Fan He also followed him and shot into the sky, each faster than the other. When the old man with a long haired and young face made a scream, Su Tang and others all disappeared. If it weren't for a pill in his hand and a small porcelain bottle, the old man with a long haired and young face would have suspected that he had had a big dream just now.

The distance of nine hundred miles is no longer a problem for the great practitioners of the holy realm level. Several people flew all the way north and fell several times in the middle to inquire about the direction. It took less than two hours to delay this and then sensed the fluctuations emitted by the ancient divine thoughts.

Su Tang and others changed their direction and flew towards the direction of the wave. When the lingering golden light came into their eyes, they stopped and observed the front from afar.

There is a triangular beach in front of it, and above the beach, there are golden light waves swaying and shaking. The spiritual power transmitted is sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

Sanjiangkou covers a huge area and is surrounded by light waves, so it is impossible to see the scenery inside.

"That's...ancient divine thought?" Shang Tianliang murmured.

Su Tang, Wei Qilu and Fan He also showed surprise. It was not that the aura was too strong, but that it was too weak, so weak that it was unbelievable, and it was even less than their body protection mind. However, the lingering golden lights could still exist without support, which showed a strong background.

Wei Qilu, Fan He and Shang Tianliang are frequent visitors of the ancient Jedi. They have long seen the horror of ancient divine thoughts, and they can't believe their senses.

"I'll go there first." Su Tang said.

"Be careful." Wei Qilu said.

"It's okay." Su Tang smiled, then his body swept up and rushed straight towards the lingering golden light.

Boom Su Tang's body protection consciousness collided violently with the lingering golden light, and a huge ball of light condensed around Su Tang's body, like a coming comet.

The next moment, Su Tang fell into the depths of Sanjiangkou through the golden light and disappeared.

"It seems... nothing is wrong?" Shang Tianliang said.

Boom... Su Tang suddenly burst out from the lingering golden light, hovered in mid-air, waved to Wei Qilu, and then turned around and ran into it.

"Let's go." Wei Qilu said.

Wei Qilu and others also rushed into the lingering golden light. Sure enough, the ancient divine thoughts here were as fragile as they were in sensing, and they had almost no effort. A few people rushed through the lingering golden light and landed in the mouth of Sanjiang.

"The spiritual energy here is much richer than outside." Su Tang looked around while speaking.

"What's the use of this ancient divine thought? Even the great-level cultivator may not be able to stop it." Shang Tianliang said disdainfully.

"Old Shang, do you think there can be a great-level practitioner here?" Wei Qilu said with a smile.

"As well," Shang Tianliang smiled, and then said, "Let's go there, it seems that someone is coming over to see who is hiding here?"

Su Tang and others walked slowly before. Although Shang Tianliang's attitude just now was very arrogant, he seemed to not take the people here seriously at all, but when he was really approaching, he had become calm.

The holy realm represents the experience of countless tests, storms and struggles. It is unlikely that a person who insists that he is the best in the world and walks up to the sky.

A flat field appeared in front of it, and behind it stood a hall. There was no one around. They continued to move forward and gradually approached the hall gate.

The hall gate is extremely majestic, almost ten meters high. The door knocker hanging above the hall gate is enough for the four of them to hang up to make a swing together. Each door nail is almost the size of a wheel.

Shang Tianliang took a few steps forward, approached the hall gate, then knocked hard on the door, shouting, "Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"

Bang bang bang bang... I don’t know if it was because Shang Tianliang used too much strength, or the material of the hall door was a bit special, and the sound of the collision was deafening.

"I hate such a high gate, as if I have become an ant," Shang Tianliang sighed, then threw out his hands, several vines rolled out of his hands, rolled them onto the door knocker, and then the majestic hall door was slowly pulled open.

There was a threshold in front of me, which was almost three meters high, which was no longer a threshold, and it was a big wall.

Su Tang and others jumped up to the threshold and their eyes fell into the hall. Then, the four people collectively turned into statues.

They have seen the real sea and various other seas, such as the sea of ​​people, the sea of ​​flowers, the sea of ​​insects, etc., but no one has seen the sea formed by spiritual weapons.

The length and width of the hall are 1,000 meters away. Such a large place is filled with spiritual weapons, and the number is probably calculated in tens of thousands.

The weapons they can call out can be seen here, and there are more that they never recognize, like garbage that no one wants.

After a long time, Shang Tianliang said in a difficult voice: "Can't it... this is the old nest of a star king.
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