The Sims of the Realms

"Who knows where this is?"

Lin Weiran withdrew from the spiritual realm, looked around and asked, there were no less than hundreds of monks and more than a hundred demons present, just staring at Lin Weiran.

Or it could be said that he was greedy for the green bottle in Lin Weiran's hand. The moment he opened the Heaven Thief bottle just now, a surging and boundless aura of life surged out.

And in this space, there is almost no aura. Whether it is a monk or a demon, they all need aura to cultivate in essence.

These people came here for different reasons, and some of them had run out of spar, and perhaps hadn't absorbed spiritual energy for decades or hundreds of years.

"Master, don't you know where this is?" Lin Weiran turned his gaze to Yin Xiu, a monk from the Great Buddha Temple with a kind face.

Yin Xiu clasped his hands together and said: "The poor monk only knows that this is an ancient battlefield for thousands of years, and those who come here will never be able to go out again.

However, instead of paying attention to where this place is, the poor monk feels that what the benefactor should do now is how to protect himself in front of the benefactors. "

Hundreds of monks, including monsters, are all staring at each other. Reiki is a rare thing here, whether it is crystal stones or magic weapons containing aura, they are extremely precious.

Some people came here with spar and magic weapon, if their cultivation level is not enough, it will be miserable, everyone is innocent, this is the reason for the crime of pregnant jade.

"Little brother, we don't intend to make it difficult for you. How about giving me the Lingbao and taking [-]% of the spar to keep you alive?"

A group of monks with fierce faces said slowly, Lin Weiran glanced over, and the two Golden Core stage monks were already very powerful here.

However, Lin Weiran shook his head and looked at Yin Xiudao: "Instead of giving it to you, I might as well give it to this master."

Lin Weiran had seen the cultivation level of the Great Monk Yinxiu before. A direct disciple of the Great Buddha Temple can kill two or three Golden Core monks with one palm. He is considered a top Golden Core monk.

The group of ragged monks showed fierce eyes and said: "Monk, we have heard of your name. You used to hang out on the battlefield of the Eastern Region, but this is the Central Region, so you can't help being arrogant!"

Yin Xiu saw that he turned his finger on him and quickly said, "Amitabha, don't get me wrong, this poor monk is not arrogant, but if this benefactor is willing to give me something, it will be fine."

"Great monk, you are too light to be alone. I know you are from the Great Buddha Temple. Others are afraid of you, but I, Gu Liangxia, am not afraid of you."

Another person spoke at the right time.

Lin Weiran's eyes were slightly focused. This person's cultivation level is not weak, and he seems to be slightly higher than Yin Xiu, and his tone of voice also has a lot of origin.

"Oh? Gu Liang? It turns out that the benefactor is from Xixuan, a mere group of casual cultivators, worthy of being compared with the Great Buddha Temple?"

Yin Xiu's Zen sound rolled all over his body, and it sounded like thunder in people's ears. People with weaker cultivation had already covered their ears with their spiritual power.

"The old man's broadsword has not been unsheathed for a long time."

Gu Liangxia's complexion remained unchanged. As Yin Xiu said, Xixuan is an alliance of scattered cultivators, but the Guliang family is not an ordinary family in Xixuan, and it is not necessarily weaker than the Great Buddha Temple in terms of cultivation inheritance.

"Everyone, don't be too anxious, such a baby, I, Tianhuan, also intend to fight, you don't mind if there are more than one person?"

The person who spoke was the cleanest monk here, with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, and a personable demeanor. All his clothes were engraved with runes, and he was a sixth-grade robe.

The name of Tianhuan's Artifact Refining Dharma has been passed down to the entire cultivation world. They have the most thorough research on runes, and being able to wear a sixth-grade dharma robe obviously has a high status.

"Sky Ring, Xixuan, Hanging Realm, damn it, the ancient battlefield is full of monsters and ghosts, and with a Kunlun disciple, the four realms will be all in place."

The monk who spoke first had already closed his mouth, and he only dared to think in his heart that in the situation before him, he and the others simply did not have the strength to intervene.

"Boy, who do you choose?"

Gu Liangxia asked Lin Weiran with a rough face, and as soon as he finished speaking, both the great monk Yin Xiu and the monks of Tianhuan all looked at Lin Weiran.

"What if I choose no one?"

As soon as Lin Weiran finished speaking, the scene was silent for a while, but then many people showed strange smiles, because in their eyes, Lin Weiran made the most stupid decision.

"We don't want spar, we only want his golden core." The monsters were also ready to move, and the monks seemed to be familiar with it.

"Then there is no way!"

Brother Tianhuan said regretfully.

Gu Liangxia had already pulled out the seventh-rank sword, and Yin Xiu silently took out a wooden fish. Among the many monks, it still had a rich background in the three realms.

"Stuck here for many years, most of you have lost your humanity. Now that I am here, everything will change."

Lin Weiran came slowly, the brilliance in his hands was concentrated, and the seventh-grade famous sword Tai'a Sword was held in his hand, and the surrounding light dimmed.

Ripples appeared in the space and spread in all directions. In an instant, Lin Weiran and everyone were in a special space.

In the sky above the head, a full moon hangs high, and it is all composed of sword energy, as if it will be hurt by the sword energy at a glance.

"This realm is [Nine Heavens Sword Realm], I forgot to mention, I am from Kunlun, my surname is Lin Mingqian, and I am the chief disciple of the three generations."

Lin Weiran's figure appeared out of nowhere above the sky, with the full moon on his back, and the boundless sword energy condensed into real swords, pointing straight at everyone.

"He comprehended the [boundary]!"

"Kunlun? Well, the four realms are all in place."

"The chief of the third generation is the disciple of the head of Kunlun. Although he has a high status, he is very balanced in my heart. I surrender!"

Coming here means that it is impossible to go out again. Even the chief disciple of Kunlun will eventually die of old age in this ancient battlefield.

"Hey, I surrender too!"

"Chief Kunlun, oh, I'm scared!"

"Amitabha, poor monks are the same."

First, a group of casual cultivators threw the magic weapons on the ground one after another, and then the monsters, as if they were used to this, surrendered without any twists and turns.

Yin Xiu, Gu Liangxia, and several cultivators from Tianhuan were even more happy. They gathered the sword cultivators of the sword world, and they had absolute combat power here, so it was better to surrender.

"What's the situation?" Lin Weiran was stunned immediately, the sword world condensed, you surrender?Are the three realms so spineless?

Yin Xiu saw Lin Weiran's thoughts and said slowly: "Chief Lin, here, nothing is more important than survival. Only when necessary, we have to kill people and rob goods. Most of the time we are holding Xiu Because, what if I can go out."

Gu Liangxia said: "If you give me crystals, I can do whatever I want for you every day. We even wish there was someone to take care of it. It is best to distribute crystals regularly like the sect."

"Dream!" Brother Tianhuan said coldly.

Immediately, he changed his attitude and showed a kind smile: "Chief Lin, do you see that my sixth-grade magic robe is very tall? I only need [-] sixth-grade crystals, and I will take it off for you!"

"Don't listen to him, six hundred sixth-grade crystals? I can give you this seventh-grade sword. Magic weapons are all rubbish here."

Gu Liangxia was afraid that Lin Weiran would suffer.

Lin Weiran was silent, this group of people was ten times worse than he imagined, spar or something is the most real thing, and Lin Weiran has no shortage of spar.

"Let's talk about this later. Let me ask Master first, where is the ancient battlefield." Lin Weiran entered the spiritual realm again and told the head of Kunlun the news.

After a while, Lin Weiran got a reply from the head. The ancient battlefield of thousands of years can only enter but not exit. There is no such place in the Kunlun classics.

But what is certain is that it must be in the territory of Kunlun. Kunlun builds a spiritual realm, and the coverage does not spread to the entire cultivation world, but is limited to the Kunlun realm.

Although I don't know the exact location of Lin Weiran for the time being, but with Kunlun's ability, he will be able to find it sooner or later. The most important thing is that Lin Weiran is safe now, and that's enough.

The year when Lin Weiran disappeared made many people worry, especially Zhen Mengling, the head of Kunlun, Zhen Tiancheng and others frantically looking for Lin Weiran.

After declaring safety and chatting with Zhen Mengling for a long time, Lin Weiran exited the spiritual realm, while Gu Liangxia, Yin Xiu and others all showed surprise expressions.

"Chief Lin, can you contact the outside world?"

Yin Xiu and Gu Liangxia couldn't help asking.

"What is this spiritual realm?"

Brother Tianhuan also showed a curious look.

Lin Weiran said: "It's similar to the Ten Fingers Prison. As long as a Kunlun sword cultivator who has comprehended the meaning of the sword can sense the spiritual realm, he can know the news from the outside world in the spiritual realm."

"Ten Finger Prison? I see."

A Yaozu understood immediately after hearing this.

The Ten Fingers Prison is very magical, you can enter it with your spiritual sense, but unfortunately in the ancient battlefield, their spiritual sense is not strong enough to sense the Ten Fingers Prison.

"Chief Lin, Brother Lin, can I trouble you to ask your fellow sect to tell Tianhuan that we are here, and my name is Li Zhen."

Cultivator Tianhuan, Li Zhen said urgently.

"And I, Xixuangu Liangxia, know it all!"

"Amitabha, the Great Buddha Temple without Yinxiu is not a real Great Buddha Temple. The poor monk is willing to give the seven-grade wooden fish to the benefactor and ask the benefactor to spread the news."

Yin Xiu is very upright, he was born in the Great Buddha Temple, and he understands best the true meaning of my Buddha only helping people with predestined relationship, and this predestined relationship is wonderful for him.

Gu Liangxia learned to say: "I only have a knife!"

Lin Weiran smiled slightly: "Everyone is serious, how can I accept your things, as long as you promise me one thing, I promise, as long as I can go out, I will definitely take everyone with me."

Yin Xiu had a bad premonition, "Chief Lin, I don't know what you want us to do? It may be difficult for us to help you with our low cultivation, but my master is the hermit elder of the Great Buddha Temple, I can ask him..."

Lin Weiran interrupted: "Don't bother, my matter is very simple, as long as you voluntarily allow me to leave a restriction in the sea of ​​consciousness."

"What? Forbidden!"

"How can you behave like Kunlun!"

"You...you are from the demon side, right?"

Gu Liangxia, Yin Xiu, and Li Zhen were all stunned, no one thought that Lin Weiran's little request was so "simple".

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Li Zhen refused without hesitation.

Sea of ​​Consciousness has set up restrictions, which is to sell life, life and death are controlled by Lin Weiran, even the last trace of dignity is gone, it is better to die here.

"Really? What about this?"

As Lin Weiran said, he took out a seventh-grade spar and a seventh-grade Xuanyuan Dan. Xuanyuan Dan can restore the lost cultivation base, and the price is very high in Kunlun, but in Lin Weiran's place, you can get as much as you want.

Li Zhen immediately blushed, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and said: "Add a seventh-grade spar!"

Lin Weiran took out another seventh-rank spar and said: "Two seventh-rank spar are limited to the monks of the third realm, and the rest of them will have one seventh-rank spar and one Xuanyuan pill for each person who has cultivated at the Jindan stage.

For the cultivation base of the pulse condensing stage, each person has a sixth-grade spar and a supernatant elixir, and voluntarily arranges a restriction. Don’t say that I forced you. I only give you half an hour to think about it. . "

Yin Xiu said with a pious face: "Amitabha, whoever will go to hell if I don't go to hell! The poor monk will be No.1, benefactor, please!"

Lin Weiran touched Yin Xiu's bald head with his magical hand, "Let go of the sea of ​​consciousness, the restrictions I set up are difficult to undo even for monks in the Void Return Stage, but if your cultivation level surpasses mine, the restrictions will be automatically lifted."

Everyone's heart moved, and at the same time they felt helpless, but also felt a glimmer of hope, although it was not too great.

As the chief disciple of the three generations of Kunlun, Lin Weiran's talent is obvious. It is difficult to find a person who surpasses this kind of person, even in the three realms combined.

After half an hour, all the restrictions were arranged, and Lin Weiran took out 62 seventh-grade crystals and [-] sixth-grade crystals.

There are four Golden Cores in the three realms, four in Tianhuan, one in Xixuan and one in Xuankong, and 50 monks in the Golden Core Stage and [-] monks in the Condensation Stage.

"You... Let's just count it as a war department. Who has the talent for generals? Those who have led the war department are given priority, and the treatment is generous."

Lin Weiran asked.

Everyone looked at Gu Liangxia at the same time, and Lin Weiran's eyes fell on him. This rough-looking monk doesn't look like a warrior.

"Chief Lin, Brother Gu Liang is not only a warrior, but also a golden warrior, but not many people know about it."

Li Zhen said at the right time.

"Golden warriors are one of the few in the world of comprehension. Every golden warrior is a general from a famous town. I really haven't heard anyone mention the name of Gu Liangxia."

Gu Liangxia was not surprised by Lin Weiran's words: "It's unlucky to say that I came to this ghost place not long after I was promoted to the Golden Warrior. You can tell Kunlun to check Gu Liangxia."

Lin Weiran nodded, and soon, the news came, Gu Liangxia: Xixuan, the most promising genius warrior who was promoted to the golden warrior, disappeared 50 years ago...

"Then you are really miserable, but I am lucky." Lin Weiran did not expect to be able to train a golden warrior in this ancient battlefield full of yellow sand.

Warlords are the purest commanders during our monster war. The four realms of Kunlun, Tianhuan, Xixuan and Xuankong Temple have warheads, and the ones who lead the warheads are warlords.

Warlords are also divided into ranks, and golden warriors are all the trump cards of each sect. They are the key to turning things around in a battle, and can even change the future of a sect.

"That's right, you receive one seventh-grade spar every month." Lin Weiran's boldness moved Gu Liangxia for a moment.

"The chief of Kunlun is not so rich, right?" Li Zhen looked at Lin Weiran eagerly. His status in Tianhuan is not low, but it is not enough to take out so many seventh-grade crystals casually.

"Found it, quickly enter the spirit realm!"

The voice of Sequence Awareness Two sounded.

The spiritual realm is a holy place for swordsmanship, number two majors in kendo, and can replace Lin Weiran to stay in the spiritual realm, and receive news while practicing.

Lin Weiran immediately entered the spiritual world.

The head of Kunlun said solemnly: "Qian'er, the place where you are is the battlefield of the Battle of Fengjue more than 2 years ago..."

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