The golden elixir is a star. Do you call this cultivating immortality

Pantheon Mountain.

Fairy cave.

This place is inhabited by descendants of the pillar celestial beings or their subordinate gods.

Annan looked at Qi Yuan with a cold expression: "If it weren't for the fact that Heitian helped me when I was a virtual god, and he had done me a great favor, otherwise, I would have avoided seeing you."

Among the pillars, Tianxian and Tiankai do not get along with each other, and their descendants rarely interact with each other.

After all, people like Heitian are rare.

"I will remember this favor from Hei Tian." Qi Yuan said lightly and politely.

“I’m very curious about An Baxian’s death in the abandoned land, and I want to see if there is any information left behind.

If there is a chance, I would like to see An Baxian's remains."

Annan frowned.

To be honest, Qi Yuan's request was a little bit excessive.

However, the favor of Lord Black Sky... can be settled with this, and he doesn't want to get so deeply involved with Lord Black Sky.

"These are some fragments of words left behind by our ancestors in the abandoned land." Annan handed a torn book to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan looked at the book carefully and started flipping through it on the spot.

Annan sat aside, turned his head, stretched out his hand, and seemed to be playing with a fish floating in the air.

“In the Xuanling Realm, something strange happened, everyone has multiple eyes… This is a strange thing.

I erected a statue of the god, absorbing faith and swallowing the spirits of the planes. "

Generally speaking, after the true gods of the Pantheon Mountain descend upon various realms and planes, they will absorb faith and sometimes even devour the spirits of the planes.

"After I swallowed the spirit of the plane, the creatures in Xuanling World disappeared... No, they didn't disappear, they were transferred to my body!!!"

The result was obvious, strange things happened to An Baxian.

He is a powerful God Lord. If converted to other universes, he is a Realm Lord.

As a result, after swallowing a mere spirit from another plane, his body became strange, he was in excruciating pain, and was on the verge of death.

Even a god who looked at the situation simply shook his head and said there was no hope.

“So, after he refined the spirit of the plane, all the weirdness of the Xuanling Realm fell on him.

When he can no longer bear death, the weirdness will continue to run rampant in the Xuanling Realm."

From the above content, Qi Yuan extracted these key points.

In today's Sky Federation, ghosts are rampant. Even though Qi Yuan's oracle specifically targets ghosts, there are always special circumstances that lead to an increase in the number of deaths in the Sky Federation every day.

If someone swallowed the plane spirit of the Sky Federation, would it mean that the situation of accidental deaths in the Sky Federation would be alleviated?

But the problem is that the Sky Federation has no plane spirits.

And...who should I find to swallow?

Even the strong ones in the God Lord Realm will die. If you want to devour... you must at least have the attribute of immortality.

If anyone is to swallow, it must be Qi Yuan.

After all, the mission of this game is to protect the abandoned land.

"Now that you've seen it, if you want to see that guy's body, please follow me." An Nan said, without a trace of respect for An Baxian.

Qi Yuan nodded.

The two entered an underground vein, and the temperature gradually became higher, as if they were in the core of the sun.

Everywhere you look, there are flames and explosions.

However, when you reach the very center, it is extremely cold.

There is a small iceberg.

It lies in the midst of endless flames and will never melt or wither.

On the iceberg, there is a broken body of God.

His expression was extremely ferocious and terrified.

On the back, there were densely packed eyes with inexplicable expressions, and blood was oozing from these eyes.

In addition, the hair on his body is extremely luxuriant.

Surprisingly, hair could be found in the blood drops, which was particularly strange.

"Is this An Baxian?"

It looks like a miserable death.

[The corpse of doom, carrying misfortune, died twisted. 】

This is the hidden message seen by Qi Yuan's eyes.

"Can I take an eye or a hair?" Qi Yuan looked at Annan.

"Yes." Annan was a little strange, and then reminded, "These things are very strange, try not to study them, and don't put them into your own kingdom of God, be careful of being contaminated."

"Thanks for the reminder." Qi Yuan smiled, holding an eye and hair in his hand, and left.

In the following days, Qi Yuan's daily routine was to look at the eye and hair every day, and go to the Sky Federation to see if he could shelter more people.

After all, this was his mission.

And as he observed the eyes and hair, Qi Yuan obtained more useful information.

"So-called bad luck is a curse of damnation. If you want to avoid falling into the abyss, you must... forget."

After seeing this so many times, Qi Yuan finally found a way to deal with this misfortune.

"Create a forgotten sword to cut out the flesh and blood of doom."

Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, his mind full of thoughts.

He found a way to shelter the abandoned land.

Of course, this method is not a very good method.

It can even be painful and torturous.

"Gather all the curses of damnation and misfortune in the Abandoned Land on me... Use the Sword of Oblivion to cut off the fatal misfortune."

Qi Yuan frowned.

"Anyone who can do something like this is simply a saint."

Qi Yuan sighed.

The so-called bad luck and the so-called curse can be severe or shallow.

Carrying all these things, you will have to bear pain and endure what ordinary people cannot endure.

In addition, when a part of the body is corroded by bad luck and the curse of damnation to the point of death, the area should be cut off with the Sword of Oblivion.

"But this is a game. No matter how painful it is, it's all an illusion."

"Could it be that I'm afraid of suffering in the game?"

"Compared to those true saints, I am still far behind."

Qi Yuan smiled lightly.

He has already made up his mind.

In this way, we can protect the abandoned land.

Although there are some risks and it may be painful, it is a game, right?

All life is a game, and it is hard to endure.

"So, the most urgent task... is to create a sword of oblivion?"

Qi Yuan had complicated thoughts.

"Feng Ye, I'm going to retreat for a while, please don't disturb me."

After giving some instructions, Qi Yuan began to forge the Sword of Oblivion.

Although, Qi Yuan is not good at making swords.

However, having reached this level, and having mastered the art of refining weapons in the Shenmu Universe, forging a sword is a piece of cake for him.

"Ten Thousand Mothers' Golden Essence, Nine Yin and Yang True Stones, Void Yin Evil..."

Various colors of flames rose from Qi Yuan's hands.

Hot, cold, and freezing.

Various special effects filled the air, and various materials in the hands were melted and turned into liquid.

"To forge the Sword of Oblivion, one must enter a state of selflessness.

The only thing in my mind is the word "forget"!

The most special thing about the Sword of Oblivion is not its material, but the "oblivion" it bestows.

At this moment, Qi Yuan's Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra was activated.

He was in a state of ecstasy.

“Forgetting is where everything begins.”

“Forgetting is the essence of time.”

“The cycle is eventually broken by forgetfulness.”

A special aura permeated the air, and the materials forged by Qi Yuan exuded a terrifying aura.

It seemed as if something horrible was spreading.

at the same time.

Unknown land.

There is an endless flame burning here, and its range is perhaps one-third the size of the universe.

The flames burned everything, space and time, cause and effect and fate seemed to be burned away.

At this moment, suddenly... Clang!

The sound of chains shaking could be heard.

Bang!

This sound is getting faster and faster, higher and higher in frequency, and louder and louder.

Edge of the world.

One by one, the gods woke up with a look of confusion in their eyes.

"what happened?"

"Why is the endless sea of ​​fire so strange?"

"There seems to be a sword buried here!"

"Go report to the Tao God!"

Suddenly, many gods disappeared.

After all, there are many legends about the endless sea of ​​fire.

Rumor has it that a peerless and vicious sword is buried here.

No one knows the name of this sword.

Anyone who knew the name of this sword is dead.

Time passed in an instant.

The majestic figures of the three Taoist gods descended.

They stretched out their hands, enough to cover the endless sea of ​​fire.

It seemed that this space, which was one-third the size of the universe, was just a piece of cake for them.

"The sword...disappeared." A Taoist god murmured in a complicated voice.

"The characteristics have long been erased and forgotten. What's left... is just a broken sword." Another Taoist god spoke.

"Even if it is a broken sword... it is enough to kill us." The last Taoist God spoke with a worried look on his face, "This matter needs to be investigated seriously."

The other two people also looked a little solemn when they heard this.

This broken sword is stained with too much blood.

"Unfortunately, the broken sword is not subject to cause and effect, and the secrets of heaven are not revealed, so it is impossible to predict its whereabouts."

"No matter what, we need to find it and figure out why it disappeared."

"Give orders to improve the observation of the Forgotten Land."

"I hope...the disaster that happened before won't happen again."

"We just want... the world to be peaceful and the Taoism to last forever."

……

"Is this the sword I made?"

Qi Yuan looked a little confused.

To create the Sword of Oblivion, one needs to activate the Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra and deceive oneself.

Now he is a little confused and has a bad memory.

Even if my memory is bad, I still have common sense.

He was clearly forging a new sword, but the sword he made was tattered and old, still a broken sword.

The sword was not long, and there seemed to be some rust on it, with many tiny cracks in the middle.

[The forgotten sword, the broken sword.]

"Perhaps, it is precisely because of the nature of forgetfulness that this sword forgot the passage of time and became dilapidated?"

Qi Yuan muttered.

Under the operation of the Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra, he was in a state of emptiness and clarity, and did not think any more.

"There are still so many materials left. I'll replenish them and then implant the forgotten characteristics."

As Qi Yuan moved, new material merged into the broken sword.

The characteristic of forgetting is being infused by Qi Yuan through the Great Forgetting Heart Sutra.

"Forgetfulness is the root, it is everything, it is the foundation of the great way!"

"Only forgetting is eternal."

Following Qi Yuan's voice, the characteristics of the Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra were continuously poured into the Sword of Forgetfulness.

After an unknown amount of time, Qi Yuan opened his eyes, his face looking somewhat pale.

"I'm so tired, did you finally succeed?"

He shook his head and abandoned the state and atmosphere of the Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra.

However, his eyes still had the clarity and confusion of a college student.

"Strange, why does it feel like my Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra didn't fill this sword to capacity?"

"This is a cool sword."

Qi Yuan sighed.

Although it was not filled to the brim, the power of this sword still exceeded Qi Yuan's expectations.

"I never thought that my weapon refining skills have reached such a high level."

Qi Yuan praised himself.

This sword is much more powerful than the lightsaber he forged in the Shenmu Universe.

"With this sword, wouldn't it be easy to kill a God Lord?"

"Alas, if I had sent this sword back to the time when I killed Heitian Hei'an, wouldn't I have to practice so hard and be able to kill all those lackeys?"

Qi Yuan was thinking wildly.

But suddenly, he looked stunned.

"Something's wrong. Did something happen when I was practicing swordplay?"

"It's over. I used the Great Forgetfulness Sutra and even forged the sword... I forgot everything."

"What happened then?"

For some reason, Qi Yuan felt as if he had forgotten something.

"Okay, forget it, it's probably just junk information anyway, useless memory, so I can just delete it."

Holding the brand new Sword of Oblivion, Qi Yuan was in a good mood.

This sword gave him the feeling that it was no less powerful than rare treasures like the Only Palace and the Gate of Ten Thousand Sums.

Qi Yuan estimated that he was able to forge it by chance.

If I forge it again, I might be able to forge a Forgotten Sword, but... it definitely won't be this powerful.

"So, my luck is still good, what's wrong with it?"

Qi Yuan thought proudly.

"Your Highness."

Just then, Feng Ye came over with a serious look on his face.

"What's the matter? How long have I been in seclusion?"

"Seventy-seven days ago," Feng Ye replied, his face still solemn, "Just thirty days ago, the pillar of support, His Majesty Tian Kai... rushed to the front line."

"Start a war with the Broken Soul Bridge?" Qi Yuan asked.

Wanshen Mountain has always had a grudge with Broken Soul Bridge, and the two have been fighting all the time.

However, previous battles have always been controlled within a certain range. Although there are pillar-level strongmen stationed on the front line, they are generally just decorations.

Now, Wanshen Mountain has sent its pillar Tian Kai to the front line. It seems that the situation on the front line has changed.

This change may affect everyone in Pantheon Mountain.

For Fuye, the person who had the greatest influence was Saihara, the Son of God, to whom he was loyal.

“Your Highness, please practice as soon as possible and break through to the Divine Lord realm. Otherwise, once you are summoned to the front line, you may be in danger of dying.” Feng Ye said expectantly.

Now, Tiankai rushed to the front line in a hurry.

Once the front line is stabilized, these godsons and goddesses may be recruited to go to the front line.

As Qi Yuan's protector, he naturally had to go as well.

"Well, I have been practicing very hard." Qi Yuan said.

Today, he is still in the abandoned land, constantly honing his oracle.

The Divine Lord Realm is actually not far away.

This speed is actually a bit scary if you tell it out loud.

However, Qi Yuan looked through the books in the library and discovered many strange things.

For example, Lord Black Sky took only ten thousand years to enter the realm of Lord God, and then... he has remained in the realm of Lord God ever since.

This speed...if it happened in other universes or the sixth level of the fairyland, it would definitely be considered shocking.

After all, it took him ten thousand years to step into the third level of Yang God.

However, there are still many people like this in the Mountain of Ten Thousand Gods.

The most important thing is that for most people, it may take millions of years. This is already considered a rare genius. Most people may need tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years.

So, this world is weird overall.

(End of this chapter)