Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

Chapter 35 Mounts
Time passed, and seven days passed in a flash.

With the assistance of the Immortal Spring Eye, Wang Heng's enlightenment efficiency became faster. After some hard practice, his understanding of the hundreds of thousands of ancient characters in his body became more and more profound, and he became more comfortable in controlling and using it, like an arm.

This is a big project that cannot be completed for ordinary creatures in the Dao Realm, but it is not impossible for the parents and children of the Immortal King.

At this time, Wang Heng was sitting cross-legged in a fairy mist, surrounded by waterfalls of stars and rivers, which were transformed from ancient characters, and each ancient character was dazzling and shining like stars.

The kunmu futon under him continuously overflowed with quiet breath, soaked into Wang Heng's body, mouth and nose, and acted on his primordial spirit, making Wang Heng calm and immersed in the state of enlightenment.

In the lower dantian, the supreme soul seed that has been integrated with flesh and blood is also releasing unique principles to help Wang Heng get closer to the great road of heaven and earth.

Inside the skull, in the purple mansion, Wang Heng's primordial spirit sat upright with his eyes slightly closed. He didn't have the sacred splendor and majesty of treasures like ordinary immortal cultivators, but only pitch black and deep, emitting bursts of black light from time to time.

This is the color of the Supreme Soul-Seed, and it is also the color of the sword embryo formed by the Primordial Spirit when the Jue was cast. Perhaps, this is the most essential and original appearance of the Primordial Spirit. The golden light is just an appearance, a kind of shell.

Suddenly, a burst of fire rushed out of the secret room.

As if aware of Wang Heng's current state, the fire just floated quietly in front of him, motionless and making no sound.

It wasn't until Wang Heng slowly opened his eyes that Wang Mian's voice came out from the flames.

"My lord, the seven-day period has come, we should go to the meeting."

"Time flies so fast."

Wang Heng sighed. In his perception, it didn't take long for him, but the fact is that seven days have passed.

"Cultivation has no time. The higher the Taoism, the longer the retreat time. For monks in the realm of true immortals, one retreat often takes hundreds of thousands or even ten thousand years. Not to mention the Immortal King. When he comes out of retreat, , the world has long been in a state of change.

In the burial world adjacent to the ancient world, there is also a group of special creatures called burial priests. They like to cultivate in their dreams, and one dream is a million autumns, and what's more, one dream is one era. "Wang Mian said.

Naturally, Wang Heng knew this, especially for the lineage of burial priests, when they were asleep, they were all in units of epochs.

"Senior, I'll be here later after I've made some preparations."

The fire flickered, Wang Mian nodded and said: "There is no rush, there is still a long time, young master, just be prepared. This trip to the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea, young master is likely to be the center of everyone's attention. I hope you are mentally prepared." "

"I know this."

Seeing this, Wang Mian said his farewell, and then, the fire shattered in place, turned into sparks, and disappeared, leaving only Wang Heng in the secret room.

After a long time, the door of the secret room opened, and Wang Heng walked out step by step, passed through the terrifying passage, and came to the outside world.

Wang Mian had been waiting there for a long time.

"Sir, when we go to the Purple Bamboo Forest in Nanhai to attend the meeting, we not only represent individuals, but also represent the Wang family. Therefore, the horses and horses we ride on must be very particular and must not lose the majesty of the Wang family."

Wang Heng nodded.

"Sir, please come with me. The area where the Wang family keeps their mounts is over here."

Wang Mian said hello and walked in front to lead the way, while Wang Heng followed behind.

Not long after, they came to a land where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant. Tall and graceful mountains and rivers stood one after another. Immaculate white fairy mist came and lingered between the mountains and ridges. Spiritual springs and waterfalls fell from the sky. Birds and beasts often appeared. , an auspicious scene.

As soon as he arrived, Wang Heng heard a loud bird call that resounded throughout the sky. He looked up and saw a green divine bird coming into view. It had a golden crest, green feathers, and long tail feathers. Colorful, really good-looking.

"This is a pure-blooded green luan raised by our royal family. It is about to become a fairy. It has acquired many unique skills of the royal family. Its supernatural powers are shocking in the supreme realm. It was also fortunate to drive an immortal king once.

At that time, the lord Immortal King was traveling, pulling a cart with nine-headed pure-blooded green luan, and everywhere he went, he would bow down to him. "

Wang Heng was secretly speechless.

"In other words, there are eight pure-blood Qingluan like this?"

"Almost, there are about a dozen people who have reached the strength in front of us." Wang Mian said casually.

For the Immortal King family, a mount of this level is not unusual.

However, most of the ancient chariots pulled by beings at the peak of the Eight-Head Supreme Realm are only qualified to ride on by Immortal Kings, which is already considered to be of a very high standard.

Once breaking into the real fairyland, who would be willing to be a human mount?

"Senior, what kind of ancient beast should we choose as a mount this time?" Wang Heng asked.

When Wang Mian heard this, he smiled and pointed to a towering mountain standing in front of him and said: "Right behind that, although their strength is not as good as the pure-blood Qingluan, their reputation is comparable to that of the pure-blood Qingluan." Jianbi is an indispensable substitute creature for immortals, representing auspiciousness and majesty."

Wang Heng looked towards the majestic mountain and felt that the mountain was so majestic and vast that he could not see the top or explore the sides.

This area dedicated to raising mounts is also a small world with a vast territory and boundless expanse. Countless ancient beasts live in it. They are only recruited out of this place when the creatures of the clan go out and need to travel. , the activities of ancient beasts are not restricted, and they can forage freely.

Wang Heng followed Wang Mian and headed towards the back of the mountain he said. Along the way, Wang Heng saw too many new and strange things. He looked around and looked around, enjoying himself.

There is a golden-winged roc flying high in the sky. This kind of creature is really beautiful. The golden wings spread out, releasing a bright golden light, like a moving sun hanging across the sky, covering the sky and casting a large Large shades.

There are also big fish living in the water, with dragon whiskers, dragon horns, dragon scales, and claws protruding from their abdomens. At first glance, they are related to real dragons.

There is also a holy spiritual deer, with a pair of horns emitting soft light. As long as you get a little closer, you will feel a cool breath entering your mind, and your impetuous mood will gradually calm down. This state is very suitable for enlightenment.

Wang Heng was startled, there is such a magical creature?Can it help people realize the Tao?

Along the way, he really opened his eyes and was shocked by the strong strength of the Immortal King Clan. None of the ancient beasts that could be included as mounts by the Immortal King Clan were ordinary.

Finally, they came to the back of the mountain.

Just as Wang Heng was about to ask, Wang Mian stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction.

Looking in the direction of Wang Mian's finger, he could see a group of tall creatures walking loosely among the clouds in the back mountain.

(End of this chapter)