Mythological origin

Chapter 115 Inexhaustible ([-])

"Junior Brother Wei, you know that this old man only has less than 200 years of life left, why do you bother me soberly?"

Ji Xuande, who was awakened from a deep sleep by his fellow disciple with the fifth-level lion's roar sound wave skill, had a very displeased expression at this moment.

As the core supporter of the Xuming Project, he has been working hard to keep himself in a state of sleep as much as possible to reduce the passing of life essence.

For decades, even when the Kuroshio broke out, he would just get up and take a look, then let Wei Wuya, who had more longevity, take care of it, and then continued to sleep.

His lifespan is numbered, so if you don't worry about it, you won't have a good few years in the new world.

Due to the sect's crisis, Wei Wuya was forced to wake up to take charge.

But he is also a human spirit, just tested the Kuroshio for a while, and he knew that with the strength of the Yanghuo Palace, it would definitely take hundreds of years to fight against this thing.

If you really want to gain an advantage, you have to go to the front line and fight to the death.

Bloody battles are fun for a while, but the consumption of body essence and blood is definitely not a small amount.

Although Wei Wuya has plenty of longevity, there is no need to risk his life.

Anyway, after 200 years, all the worlds will become one. At that time, take the core personnel of Yanghuo Palace and run to the new world. The world is so big, why bother to fight the Kuroshio with your life.

Everyone in the world of cultivating immortals is exquisitely self-interested, and it does not exist to use one's own safety as a consumable in exchange for the peace of others.

It is precisely because of this idea that the Yanghuo Palace under the leadership of Wei Wuya has always been in a state of passive resistance to the Kuroshio.

As long as the Kuroshio did not directly threaten the mountain gate, he would not take the initiative to fight back, and only sent a team of middle and low-level monks to deal with it.

……

"23 years ago, when I was traveling in the void, I felt something in my heart, as if I had noticed a glimpse of the fairy world."

"Immortal Realm? Isn't that one a prophecy that the Immortal Realm will not appear until three Jiazi later?"

"I have carried out many measurements and calculations, and the fairy world in my mental perception will indeed come into contact with the Yuanyang world nearly 200 years later."

"Since it can come, we may also be able to take the initiative to jump over it... Reaching the new world one day earlier will give us more hope of breaking through."

"I once traveled through the Kuroshio, and I discussed this matter with several fellow gods, and I also cooperated with the old ghost Weiyang who is best at finding secret places, and deduced a set of rituals."

"It finally succeeded today. We have established a secret passage to ascend to the new world in advance, so we don't need to wait for another three years!"

"..."

"With such news, why didn't you inform me in advance?"

"Brother, you...brother, you can't be sure, how many years it will take to build a bridge."

Wei Wuya originally wanted to say that Ji Xuande didn't have much life expectancy, and there was no need to wait for such an uncertain time, but he put it back.

The bald man hates other people's bald heads the most, and his brother who is less than 300 years away from the deadline probably doesn't like to hear a few more words about Shou Yuan Wu.

"really……"

But even if Wei Wuya didn't mention it, how could Ji Xuande not understand what this junior who had known him for thousands of years wanted to say.

"Where is the ritual of ascension now?"

After just a few breaths, the young Ji Xuande appeared outside the cave, his eagerness was beyond words.

Wei Wuya glanced at the senior brother who had transformed into a young man, and felt a little sigh in his heart that time is not forgiving.

It is very simple for senior monks to change their image.

The closer one's lifespan is, the more one resists these face-saving things.

He remembered that his senior brothers in the past seldom cared about whether they looked young enough or not, and they often showed themselves as a white-haired old man.

"It's in the back mountain of Zongmen, in Caiying Small World."

In order to ensure the morale and enthusiasm of the middle and lower classes in the sect against the Kuroshio, whether it is the unity of the worlds or the ritual of ascension, all these news are kept secret within the scope of the great monks above the Nascent Soul under the effect of the heart demon oath .

Even the golden elixir seeds of the Yanghuo Palace have no right to know such secrets. At most, they sensed that something was wrong with the high-level members of the sect, and they seemed to be a bit ineffective in dealing with the Kuroshio.

Caiying Xiaojie is a small world of resources exclusively owned by Yanghuo Palace, but at this time, all the living things in it have been cleaned up by Wei Wuya's order, leaving only a huge magic circle inside.

Of course, there is also an outsider.

"Old ghost Weiyang, you're not dead yet." Ji Xuande yelled at the graceful young man in the middle of the magic circle.

"Old Ghost Ji, you are not dead, so why am I willing to die in front of you. Brother Wei, you are here just in time, the first Ascension Ritual is about to begin..."

Wei Wuya, a muscular old man with white hair and childlike face, looked at Ji Xuande and Wei Yangsheng, who looked like a young gentleman, but said old ghosts to each other, and felt a little funny for no reason.

After a few pleasantries, Wei Yangsheng's expression gradually became serious.

With a wave of his sleeve, he took out a spirit monkey that had been sealed in the mysterious ice of ten thousand years from the spirit beast bag.

Before the ice cube hit the ground, the surrounding ground had already started to freeze, turning into a piece of azure blue.

"This is my only God Transformation Puppet, the Armed Demon Ape.

The Ascension Sacrifice Formation can only be endured by the existence of the God Transformation series, and the unity of the worlds is imminent. No fellow Taoist is willing to be the test product of the old man for the sake of the three Jiazi, and the old man can only let the Tongarmed Demon Ape Give it a try. "

"Old ghost Weiyang, you have put all your eggs in one basket."

A God Transformation Puppet, placed in a super sect like Yanghuo Palace, is enough to maintain the glory of the sect for countless years, and its value is incalculable.

"This old man is alone and has no disciples. The Armored Demon Ape can't even beat the weakest cultivator of the transformation spirit. It is meaningless for me to fight. It is better to contribute to the great cause of ascension..."

As Wei Yangsheng spoke, he thawed the black ice with the Yang fire in his palm, and the frozen gaze of the monkey puppet began to turn again, gradually turning into a fierce light...

It's a pity that the next moment, Wei Yangsheng took over the body of the Armed Demon Ape, and the fierce light flashed away.

"Gushen... is immortal..."

"...for... Xuan Min..."

"The root of heaven and earth..."

"Long and continuous... inexhaustible, inexhaustible..."

Spirit Ape muttered something.

The ascension track begins to function.

A mysterious and mysterious feeling, as if the Dao of Heaven was watching him, suddenly appeared in the hearts of Wei Wuya and the three of them.

This time, only the spirit ape puppet set out to explore the way. At this time, it jumped to the center of the ceremony, and inexplicably many shadows of stars that had never been seen appeared in the sky of the small world.

Starlight from many stars fell on the puppet of the full-armed ape, like a thousand weights.

If it wasn't for the strength of its shell, it would probably be torn apart soon.

The pale starlight piled up more and more, slowly covering the whole Armored Demon Ape.

After a burst of bright light comparable to the explosion of a star, it disappeared.

Wei Yangsheng, who controlled the puppet, was also hit hard at the same moment, and passed out instantly.

(End of this chapter)