White bones piled up into a mountain. The bones seen in the cave before were visible to the center of the mountain, and countless granulations appeared on the bones.

The granulations entangled with each other, and in a blink of an eye the bones disappeared. Instead, they were replaced by an old monk with white eyebrows. The old monk remained silent, making people feel that he was a dead person.

Hundreds of slaves were puzzled by the reason, so they looked at the old monk on the Bone Mountain and dared not move rashly, and everyone's spiritual consciousness could not penetrate into the old monk's body.

"It's indeed a dead person." Ye Xuan, as a body refiner, was extremely sensitive to the vitality of the human body. There was no vitality in the old monk's body, it was completely empty.

The area of ​​the Bone Mountain is about three hundred feet, and the whole is hanging in the sky. Thousands of Buddha beads float in the air, hovering and flying around the Bone Mountain.

"It happens to be three thousand Buddhist beads." said the old man long beard.

The arrested cultivator was shocked and suspicious. The place was strange, especially the three thousand Buddhist beads, with all kinds of noises.

Talk and laughter, crying, noise..., all kinds of sounds contain the joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the world.

In contrast, the thirty tribe members of the Fang family have never moved their steps since they appeared, and they stood there like a tree stump.

"You haven't moved yet, can you ask me to do it?" Fang Ji's face turned cold, and bloody shadows appeared on her delicate body.

Fang Yuquan also spoke, "Don't forget that without the antidote, you will be exhausted from the sea of ​​consciousness, your soul will dissipate and die."

"You don't have much time. Being trapped inside and unable to come out to get the antidote is dead, and not getting useful things is dead."

The yellow-skinned boy suddenly smiled flatteringly: "The young man has a choice to open the way, this person is this person. He is the only five-level body refiner among us, with a thick skin and flesh."

The eyes of the rest of the casual cultivators gathered. Now someone is going to be pushed out to explore the way, so of course they will not meddle in other people's business.

Ye Xuan's face turned dark, and the yellow-skinned one was talking about him, "What does this have to do with body refining? You are two great realms higher than me."

Fang Ji glanced at Ye Xuan where he stood, and said nothing more, and ordered: "You go first."

Ye Xuan pinched his fist in his hand, and he wrote down the yellow-skinned bones. This person was the one who had punched him in the cabin.

The blood-colored shadow is a living creature, and he is eager to pounce on Ye Xuan. This woman is only weaker than Yuquan, and at least she is in the late stage of the True Immortality, and Ye Xuan can't beat her.

The old man with long beard looked at the Buddhist beads hovering in the sky and waved his hand. Before everyone could react, the old man had already stepped out first.

"Old senior." The old man saved Ye Xuan's siege. Ye Xuanluo hesitated and followed.

"Sir, the little one is called Shui Ming."

Behind him, a yellow-skinned flattery voice came, and he wanted to leave an impression on the Fang family and make a contribution.

Ye Xuan and the old man with long beards went hand in hand. The old man was kind to him. Of course, he would not let the old man explore the way in front of him. The two of them walked on the pile of bones and walked out of the bone mountain. There was a high altitude without distinction between heaven and earth.

One step, two steps... until five steps, no strangeness appeared. Whether it was the arrested casual cultivator or the Fang family, everyone stared at the old man with long beards and Ye Xuan.

When Ye Xuan took the sixth step, his pupils suddenly contracted, his steps slowed down, and an invisible resistance appeared further forward.

He turned his head and looked at it. The white-bearded old man took a step forward, and his front foot suddenly fell in the air. The old man frowned slightly, and his raised foot burst out with a surging immortal energy, but he still couldn't take the seventh step.

"At least it is the Xuanxian realm." Ye Xuan swallowed. He couldn't tell the level of Xianyuan's realm, so he could only compare the old man with the old woman he had seen.

At the sixth step of standing up, the Buddhist beads in Ye Xuan's eyes changed and became transparent.

In this rose Buddhist bead, there are intertwined figures, streets, houses, and cars, which are like various scenes in the world.

Three thousand Buddhist beads are three thousand different spaces, including various forms of the world.

Ye Xuan looked back at the old monk white-browed on the top of the Eyebone Mountain. The old monk had no chance of life. I don’t know how many years he has been like a guardian god.

As for how to maintain these three thousand spaces, and even the countless creatures in the Buddhist beads, the mystery among them is far beyond what Ye Xuan can understand today.

The old man with long beard chuckled, and he also saw the changes in the Buddhist beads. As expected, the people behind them could not see these.

"Little brother, which one do you choose?" The old man with white beard looked casual, without any urgency to be controlled by life and death.

Ye Xuan was stunned when he heard this and instantly realized that the people from the Fang family asked them to enter, could it be that they would enter the world inside the Buddhist beads?

"Since the people of the Fang family know this, they dare not move at all. I am afraid that none of the people who entered the previous ones came out alive." After Ye Xuan understood this, hatred arose in his heart.

His achievements will never stop at ordinary immortals. Once he becomes strong in the future, he may have to kill the Shangfang family.

"Let me take a look." Ye Xuan could not see the full picture of the three thousand Buddhist beads in this position. All he could see through was the hundreds of Buddhist beads nearby, all of which were crowded in the city.

"Then I will take the lead."

The old man with white beard licked the corner of his dry mouth. Wherever he looked, he saw a winery in the Buddhist beads. He didn't see any movement, and his figure quietly disappeared from the spot.

The screams of the casual cultivators came from behind, and the people from the Fang family looked dull, obviously they had known this a long time ago.

"It's true that it's still six steps." Fang Mu snorted.

Fang Yuquan and Fang Ji shook their heads, both showing disappointment. The white-bearded old man is the highest among these casual cultivators, and he can only go to the sixth step. This time, the exploration of the path is probably as hard as before.

"You haven't moved yet." Fang Ji shouted, and the bloody shadow suddenly magnified, covering the heads of the scattered cultivators.

Just as hundreds of casual cultivators were walking towards the Buddhist beads, Ye Xuan raised his front foot and landed on the ground. He actually took the seventh step.

"Mirror Flowers and Water Moons." The spaces were folded repeatedly, and they were draped on Ye Xuan like a layer of coat.

What is blocking the space barrier in front of him. After Ye Xuan spread his mirror and water, he felt like a drop of water merged into a lake, without any resistance while walking.

"What is his name?" Fang Yuquan's eyes narrowed.

The people from the Fang family stared at Ye Xuan, and took out the jade tube, their spiritual sense swept the information inside the tube, and replied: "This son's name is Ye Xuan, who came from the lower realm through the Void Star Sea."

After so many years, this group of casual cultivators has been the first batch. The Fang family took turns to take over this place, and finally waited for Ye Xuan to appear like this.

At this time, Ye Xuan quickly came to the edge of the Bone Mountain. The scene in his eyes flew away, three thousand Buddhist beads circling by, and various pictures appeared in front of him one by one.

He smiled slightly, his figure disappeared out of thin air, and when his eyes were clear again, Ye Xuan stood in a reed.

The night sky was as clear as a wash, and there was no one except him. The reeds were flying, and the fluorescent lights passed through it. They were fireflies.

(End of this chapter)
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