sorcery

Chapter 962 Xu Yiming 1
In the city, restaurants.

Yun Chen sat quietly in a secluded corner, with a jar of old wine, three plates of spiritual fruit, and a plate of animal meat, drinking alone, sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching.

It's not the first time that Xue Yun has realized how tricky that bitch is. It's an impossible task to travel tens of billions of miles in half a month.

Even though he has infinite means and extraordinary abilities, he can't help but fall into a dilemma at this time.

Just as Xue Yun said, tens of billions of miles away, even with his mastery of spatial mysteries, if he wanted to cross it, he would still need to work without sleep or rest for several days.

The ten days that Xue Yun said was only aimed at ordinary people.

His four veins of body, qi, blood, and soul are fellow practitioners, far surpassing ordinary warriors of all races.

But Naihe pretended to be the ancient king, and it was impossible to reveal the power beyond the ancient king. According to Xue Yun's words, it should be a test. Obviously, she had no doubts.

At least the old thief of Samsara didn't know. Of course, with Xue Yun's cultivation and realm, she couldn't fail to see that she was hiding something.

But these are small problems, the biggest problem is how to span tens of billions of miles within half a month.

And without arousing Xue Yun's suspicion, this made Yun Chen very troubled.

The key point is that Xue Yun ordered the passing merchant ships not to let her carry them.

It is impossible to fool around.

No matter, take a step, look at a step!

"boom!"

A loud noise came from the inner city, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, it was even more like a magnitude [-] earthquake erupting, and countless waves of air were vented out.

The momentum is astonishing, and it seems that there are high-level powerhouses fighting in the city.

But in this city, anyone caught at random is a perfect person, a strong ancient sage, such a little fluctuation, naturally has no effect on people.

Moreover, anyone who can open a store here has no means of defense.

I saw a layer of soft defensive light on the restaurant, and the impact of this huge movement disappeared invisible.

"Oh! It's started again, everyone don't need to panic."

"This is a formation master from the Taoist sect who wants to restore the teleportation formation here."

"It's good for everyone to get used to it, and it's good to get used to it."

This sound also attracted the attention of many people. When the shopkeeper came out to explain, the turmoil was calmed down invisible.

"Restore the teleportation array, shopkeeper, this Taoist master is Xu Yiming."

"It should be Master Xu Yiming, that Taoist senior has occupied this place for a hundred years, just to restore the teleportation array here."

"But it took countless efforts and costs, and I don't know how many times I failed."

"The current teleportation array has become Master Xu Yiming's obsession. If you don't repair the teleportation array, I'm afraid you won't be leaving in this life."

"That's right! This master of the Daoist formation, who is famous all over the world, has exhausted his efforts, but this teleportation formation..."

"Who says it's not? What's more, the master of the Shangqing Dao where Master Xu Yiming is located personally passed down the decree. Who can help Master Xu Yiming restore the teleportation array, and the Shangqing Dao will send him a Shangqing Order."

"In the past hundred years, countless masters have participated in it, but no one can restore the teleportation array here, and they can't even repair it."

"There are rumors that this ancient teleportation array contains a big secret, and it leads to an unknown area. It has been abandoned for an unknown number of years."

The diners in the restaurant raised their voices one by one. They also praised the senior Daomen, but they were more regretful.

Such a high-level formation master has spent a hundred years because of this dilapidated teleportation formation for endless years, and has these hundred years of subconscious cultivation.

Maybe it can be improved to a higher level, and now people are not human, ghosts are not ghosts, and even almost brought out demons.

No one knows what Xu Yiming is really for?
No one knows why he has such a deep obsession. For a full hundred years, at the beginning, there were strong Taoists and his friends who came to persuade him.

But in the past ten years, almost no one came here, no matter how big the family was, they couldn't bear Xu Yiming's toss.

Repairing a teleportation array is more costly than re-establishing a teleportation array, because you don't even know that it is from that era, and it may even be from before the era.

The civilizations of the major cultivation systems are fundamentally different. There are many arrogance and powerhouses in this world, but there are a few people who can traverse the past and present, integrate with each other, and bring forth the new.

Hearing this, Yun Chen silently stood up, dropped a few innate spirit stones, and walked out of the restaurant straight away, heading towards the direction of the explosion.

Are you obsessed?
For a teleportation array, it can be like a day for a hundred years...

For a teleportation array, able to endure the eyes of the world, able to bear everyone's ridicule and accusation...

Even at the expense of obsession and demons?
Thinking back to the previous life, I didn't experience it like this. For a formation, for a rune, I forgot to sleep and eat, and studied painstakingly for decades.

lonely……

Who can know?Without the hard work a hundred times more than ordinary people, how could he later become the number one emperor in the heavens, and even reach the peak in various fields.

Whether it is the four major auxiliary occupations, or various miscellaneous studies, there are also dabbles.

No matter what kind of original intention Xu Yiming had, it was just relying on this kind of heart and perseverance.

Yun Chen also admired him from the bottom of his heart. Only those who have no other distractions and devote themselves to cultivation can be called true masters.

Located in the northwest corner of the city, it is almost an open area with a radius of more than twenty miles. There is nothing in all directions, and the ground is a mess, almost completely turned over from the ground.

In the empty central area, a dilapidated altar with a radius of more than 20 meters appeared, with a broken and decayed bronze pillar on each side.

There are countless ancient imprints engraved on it, and the patterns of the Canglong, Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu Four Holy Beasts are engraved on it.

The broken sacrificial altar is a gossip altar, with Tai Chi Yin Yang fish inside, and the pattern of the birth and death of the five elements beside it.

The broken gossip table was severely damaged, and the seals in some places disappeared, showing a desolate and ancient atmosphere from beginning to end.

Judging from the traces around it, the teleportation array in this area is extremely old and does not belong to this era, or even this era...

And just beside the gossip platform, there is a figure in a tattered Taoist robe, with thinning white hair, an old face, full of traces of years of weather, a thin figure, and a rickety body.

It all shows that this old Taoist is in his dying years and his life is numbered.

Especially the old Taoist's cloudy eyes, now there are two lines of old tears hanging faintly, loneliness, desolation, despair, and even a trace of unwillingness from the depths of the soul...

"One hundred years... a whole hundred years... countless days and nights..."

"why?"

"Why is it only the last step..."

"Why? God, what's wrong with the old way?"

"What's wrong with the old way..."

"Failed, failed... a hundred years of hard work... once failed..."

"God, why didn't you accept me, why?"

"Poverty is not reconciled! Not reconciled!"

Xu Yiming looked up at the sky, let out a deep roar, spurted out mouthfuls of blood, like a wild beast in a desperate situation, struggled for endless years, and finally chose to give up...

Yun Chen sighed slightly, and walked slowly in front of Xu Yiming, looking at the broken gossip platform in front of him...

With just one glance, Yun Chen saw the origin of the teleportation array in front of him. This is a teleportation array arranged by means of three ancient epochs ago. It has at least one epoch, or even two epochs...

Moreover, this is a one-way teleportation array, and its destination leads to an unknown area...

It is a little troublesome to repair it, but to Yunchen, it is just troublesome. Given enough materials, he can build another one in an instant.

But this teleportation array has one of the biggest limitations, at least the emperor of the seventh heaven can barely withstand the tearing force of the teleportation array.

Moreover, one end of the passage is quite unstable, and there is a [-]% chance of being drawn into the dimensional vortex.

"Senior, can you tell me why you have spent such effort and price."

"Knowing that it is unsuccessful, you have to try again and again. Do you want to restore the teleportation array?"

"Do you know that this teleportation array is not from this era, or even from this era, and the means of its arrangement come from a more distant era."

"With today's system, it is absolutely impossible to repair, and even if it is repaired, this is only a one-way teleportation array."

"And there will be a ninety-nine percent chance of being involved in the dimensional vortex. If you are lucky, you will fall into a world. If you are not lucky, you will have no bones."

"Senior, I'm very curious. If you tell me the truth, maybe I can help you."

Yun Chen sat on the stone steps of the Eight Diagrams Formation, and took out two jars of wine from the space bracelet, one jar was directly sent to Xu Yiming's side, waiting for his reply.

Xu Yiming remained unmoved, still immersed in sadness and despair, it seemed that everything in the outside world was already hard for him to feel any emotion.

After a hundred years, I have failed countless times, but I still haven't given up.

But giving up this time made him truly feel hopeless.

Although he is still unwilling, he is destined to accept his fate.

A promise, but after all, it's just an illusory promise.

"Very desperate, very unwilling, very remorseful, very remorseful?"

"Buddhism talks about fate, Taoism talks about mind..."

"Senior, you have persevered for a hundred years and have failed countless times. Do you care more about failing this time?"

"Fatality tricks people, fate is unfair, and the sky is ruthless, these are exactly the same."

"But if you give up on yourself, who do you count on?"

"I don't know what is on the other side of the teleportation array? But it must be very important."

"Admit defeat, death is not terrible, what is terrible is that you are devastated."

"Besides, there may not be a dead end in front of you..."

After the words fell, Yun Chen sighed slightly, unsealed the seal on the mouth of the wine jar, raised his head and took a big gulp.

In the empty field with a radius of twenty miles, the dilapidated gossip table, only the sound of the wind blowing, and the melancholy sound of wine entering the throat...

Dead silence, emptiness and tranquility!
Xu Yiming knelt down in front of the gossip stage, still didn't speak, but grabbed Yun Chen's wine jar, slapped the seal, and poured it with his head up.

The full ten catties of wine was almost drank in one gulp.

"Young man, would you like to hear a story told by Pindao?"

Xu Yiming looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with endless confusion and longing, and his face showed unwillingness and remorse.

"Senior, I like listening to stories the most."

"Wine is enough, I am willing to be a listener."

After saying that, Yun Chen took out another ten jars of wine, lined up on the ground one by one, and quietly looked at Xu Yiming in front of him.

"That was [-] years ago..."

"At that time, the poor Daoist was only a weak crown, and he was not an old Daoist. He was just a disciple of the little guy in the world."

"Oh! Pindao had only one wish at that time, to travel around the world, read the books of sages, and be a hermit with idle clouds and wild cranes."

"But until Pindao was 24 years old..."

"Everything changes because of this..."

"Without her appearance, Pindao's fate would be the same as most people's. Life is mediocre. After a hundred years, a pile of loess..."

When Xu Yiming said this, he sighed again, slapped the seal on the wine jar, and took a few sips of wine again.

(End of this chapter)