God Ring Howl

The melted Nascent Soul Pill turned into streams of spiritual air, which penetrated from Zhao Xiang's palm tightly grasping the young man, through his ten fingertips, penetrated into the young man's skin, penetrated into his meridians, and wandered through the meridians of his whole body.

After two or three laps, the boy's meridians became more generous and tough than ordinary people.

A Nascent Soul appeared in the dantian, looking like a young man, with his eyes closed, breathing out the aura of heaven and earth.

After a while, Zhao Xiang let go of the hand that was holding the boy tightly, and let out a sigh of relief.

The young man opened his eyes and jumped up from the ground.

He dumped Yushan on Zhao Xiang, and thanked him sincerely.

"Thank you for the kindness of the predecessor, dare to ask the senior's name,"

Zhao Xiang knew that in the world of cultivating truth and immortality, seniority is often judged based on the level of cultivation.

So he didn't stop the young man from bowing down, and accepted his gift alive.

He did all this to the young man, on the surface, because he vaguely saw his own shadow in him.

And the more important reason is that he knows nothing about this place, and wants to use this method to invisibly neutralize his prestige, so that the young man can tell him everything. In this way, Zhao Xiang may be able to pass the young man Learn more about the fairy world, the Buddhist world and other worlds.

Zhao Xiang released most of the icy aura on his body, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, you haven't told me your situation yet, yet you came to inquire about my origins,"

"My name is Zhao Xiang, an immortal cultivator who doesn't move around often,"

"Meeting you here just after leaving customs, it must be considered our fate,"

"By the way, I won't gossip anymore, don't you want to take me to the house to have a rest?"

Hearing Zhao Xiang's words, the young man immediately showed embarrassment.

But it returned to normal in an instant, and he bowed again in a loud voice.

"It turns out that senior Zhao is a casual cultivator with great supernatural powers in the fairy world, and a hermit from the fairy world. I'm disrespectful, kid."

"The boy's surname is Wu, and he is the eighteenth in his family, so he is called Wu Shiba. Many people call me Shibalang,"

"Senior Zhao, the boy's residence is not far away in Liushuwan, a detached courtyard, easy to recognize, I will lead the way ahead,"

Shiba Lang walked in front of Zhao Xiang in a flash, responding to Zhao Xiang's questions from time to time.

Hundreds of years of practice have taught Shiba Lang a lot.

Loose cultivators with great supernatural powers in the fairy world are generally called fairy hermits. They like to go alone and rarely interact with others.

Today, he, Shibalang, unexpectedly met such a great supernatural hermit who was willing to save him.

Not only that, but in an instant, this mysterious hermit changed his meridian which was not suitable for cultivation.

More importantly, it also allowed him to condense a Nascent Soul.

These are things that he never dared to think about in his life, but it happened today.

While leading the way ahead, he was in a daze, feeling like he was dreaming.

Intuition told him that Shibalang was lucky, and his luck was the 27-year-old senior Zhao in front of him.

Zhao Xiang learned from Shibalang that the place that the altar took him to cross was not the world of Buddhism, but the world of immortals.

But fortunately, the Buddha Realm is not too far away, as long as you traverse a few galaxies, you can reach it.

Shibalang explained.

You can only go to the Buddhist world unless you get the Heixuan order from Qingdi, the lord of the fairy world.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to go to the Buddhist realm privately, absolutely impossible.

This is because at the teleportation point between the two worlds, there are special experts at the level of Xuanxian to check, and those who do not have a black show are prohibited from passing.

In addition, the Heixuan Ling also has the function of protecting the traverser from being killed or even burned by the large formation of the guardian.

"Why, isn't the world-protecting formation very powerful?" Zhao Xiang asked Shibalang suspiciously.

Shibalang looked dignified, turned his head and replied with great respect.

"Back to senior, I don't know the specific situation,"

"Years ago I overheard my father talking to a stranger,"

"It is said that the Great Formation of Protecting the Realm is a large formation that was established by the cooperation of the first leaders of the fairy world, the demon world, the Buddhist world, and the demon world,"

"It is also said that the power of this formation is infinite. Without the protection of the Black Xuanling, unless you are an emperor-level figure, even if you pass through the protective formation, you will not lose half your life and your cultivation base will be half useless. If you don't practice a few ten For ten thousand years, it will never return to normal,"

Zhao Xiang wondered,.

"There are other strange things like this,"

"Then it's very difficult to travel between worlds,"

Shibalang walked forward quickly, glanced back at Zhao Xiang, and responded in a low voice.

"That's beyond what I, Shibalang, a low-level immortal cultivator, can understand,"

"If you travel within a realm, you only need to have enough spirit stones, it's very easy,"

"Could it be possible that senior wants to pass through the protective formation? Forgive me for speaking bluntly. If senior has such thoughts, let's get rid of it as soon as possible."

Zhao Xiang felt that there was something in his words, so he immediately asked.

"Can you tell me why?"

Shibalang's footsteps suddenly slowed down, his face was a little pale, and it was cloudy and sunny for a while.

After a while, Shibalang whispered to Zhao Xiang through gritted teeth as if he had made up his mind.

"Senior, my mother was killed by my father... just because of this..."

"I'm going to keep these things in my heart forever and never tell anyone again,"

"But senior is my benefactor, Shibalang,"

"I will tell you everything I say, and I won't hide anything, because..."

Shiba Lang's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally his face was so pale that he couldn't say anything.

As soon as Zhao Xiang heard Shibalang's words, he hurriedly sent a voice transmission to tell him: "Don't say any more, the walls have ears."

Shiba Lang also couldn't think of why he, who was always cautious, spoke out such a big secret.

I kept blaming myself in my heart.

He also knew that he had managed to live for more than two hundred years by relying on being cautious.

Otherwise, once his father learns that he knows a secret that he shouldn't know, he will definitely kill him.

Shibalang understood that his father was very cold and would never show mercy just because Shibalang was his son.

Of course, Zhao Xiang could guess that Shiba Lang revealed his secret tone because he cared too much about himself.

Fortunately, just in case, he had already arranged an invisible soundproof air shield outside the bodies of the two of them.

Immediately, he sent a voice transmission to remind Shi Shibalang to say something again when he got home.

With such caution, they all felt that no secret should be leaked.

In fact, after about thirty breaths, Shibalang led Zhao Xiang to a courtyard.

The courtyard is surrounded by willow trees, and there is a small river flowing in front of the gate.

Shibalang led Zhao Xiang into the inner room without saying anything, and closed the windows casually.

Naturally, Zhao Xiang did not forget to arrange layers of protective shields to prevent any information leakage and guard against detection by interested persons.