Mission system is a bit skinny

Chapter 147 Discovered

The young man stood in front of the tomb for a long time, seemingly puzzled.

Finally he left, he asked someone if there is a way to bring the dead back to life.

The strength of the young man is extraordinary, so he also found many strange people.

It's a pity that although these people have extraordinary means, they still can't revive people who have lost their spirits and completely passed away.

Some people say that true immortals possess supreme power, and may be able to go back in time and revive the dead.

The young man believed it, just as the true fairy fruit was conceived by heaven and earth.

Ever since, he fought against the ten directions, and the divine blood infected the void. The contemporary Tianjiao and some hidden old monsters were all defeated by him, and the true fairy fruit was also taken into his pocket.

The sky was full of hype, the mysterious sound resounded, and a new true martial arts immortal was born in the world.

A true martial arts immortal, invincible in a lifetime, with infinite power that is hard to measure.

But in the face of the eternal river of time flowing forward forever, he can only express his powerlessness.

Time is flowing, this is a rule that heaven and earth itself can hardly stop, how can he stop it, or even change it?

The cultivation level of a true martial arts immortal is not enough, far from enough! !
Ever since, he began to deduce the next path.

Just like that, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and half of his million-year lifespan of a true martial arts immortal has passed.

He didn't deduce the way forward, but he let it go.

He no longer practiced, sitting on the top of the world of mortals, watching all the changes in the world.

Even if the rest of his life is less than 50 years, it is extremely long for ordinary people.

The tide ebbs and flows, the dynasties change, and he has seen a lot, and he seems to understand something.

After 30 years, he got up from where he sat.

When he left, countless spiritual plants grew rapidly along the way. This was not because he used any secret technique, but because he had inadvertently planted willows, but he really realized some of the power of time.

But it's just some superficiality. If you want to use this to go upstream and revive the dead from the long river of time, it is far from being possible.

In the last 20 years, he established the Ziyun Holy Land, and spent more than 2 years finding a woman who was the most suitable for his eyes to marry and pass on the bloodline.

It's a pity that even if he has an extraordinary bloodline, future generations cannot live as long as he does.

He sent away his wife, and his children and grandchildren. His son stayed with him the longest, and that was the existence that had reached the peak of the eighth order.

For thousands of years, he just wanted to find a way to break through the real immortal.

However, it seems that there is no way to break through except for the Dao fruit bred by heaven and earth.

His white-haired son looked at his father, knowing that he was lonely all his life, but he could only say that he was not filial, and left.

At this moment, Ziyun Zhenxian shed the first tear in his life.

This tear runs through his life.

Everyone in the world knows that Ziyun Zhenxian has the best means, and there is nothing difficult to get him in the world.

But who knows, after all, he couldn't understand the word time.

In the blink of an eye, another 10 years passed.

Everything in the world is changing, and he has reached the last moment of his life.

The traces of the Dao have completely eroded his soul and body, and he will be transformed into a Tao in less than a thousand years at most.

In these last millennia, he revisited his old land.

It's a pity that millions of years have passed, and those places have long since become nothing similar to the original.

With the remaining decades, he built a mausoleum for himself.

Before entering the mausoleum, he looked at the current Holy Master of Ziyun Holy Land at that time, reached out and patted his shoulder, then turned and left.

The Holy Master burst into tears as he watched this invincible figure in Ziyun Holy Land pass away.

When he finished crying, he found that his white hair had turned into black hair again, and the traces of thousands of years of time on his body were all gone.

He looked shocked and seemed puzzled.

And the screen disappears.

"If these Tianjiao people don't take the wrong path, it's possible that they can reach the ninth level through themselves!!" Lin Qianjun's consciousness returned to reality, and his expression became a little emotional.

At the last moment, Ziyun Zhenxian has already comprehended part of the Dao related to time.

It's a pity that his own way forward was locked when he first accepted the fruit of heaven and earth.

Therefore, even if he realizes another path leading to the ninth level, he can only exit with regret.

Lin Qianjun held the ceremony again in front of the purple coffin, and gave him his life's experience and insights without reservation. This gift, Ziyun Zhenxian can afford.

After closing the stone book and leaping, Lin Qianjun jumped out of the coffin.

Just as he closed the coffin again, a purple light flew out of it, and instantly fell into his palm and turned into a purple umbrella.

"Purple cloud umbrella?"

Lin Qianjun was taken aback for a moment, this personal belonging of Immortal Ziyun would choose to accompany him.

I don't know if it's the last wish of Ziyun Zhenxian, or if it sees the aura of Ziyun's divine body and wants to protect him.

"Since you chose me, let's go to the peak again." Lin Qianjun smiled, propped up the purple cloud umbrella, and walked out of the bedroom.

Situ Kou was waiting outside at this time, when he saw Lin Qianjun walking out under an umbrella, he couldn't help asking, "Senior Jing, did you gain anything?"

Just as Lin Qianjun was about to answer, suddenly, an inexplicable spatial fluctuation struck, and the entire area where the tomb was located began to tremble violently.

Waves of purple air continuously spread out from the bedroom like waves, destroying everything around.

Lin Qianjun's purple cloud umbrella naturally let down strands of purple air to protect Lin Qianjun, and the shield on Situ Kou was instantly destroyed.

Seeing this, Situ Kou directly leaned against Lin Qianjun shamelessly, hiding within the protective range of Ziyun Umbrella.

If he hadn't seen Lin Qianjun's disgusted eyes, he would have even hugged Lin Qianjun directly.

"What's going on here?" Situ Kou said in shock.

"A generation of martial arts true immortals has come to an end, and since then, there will be no more Ziyun true immortals in the world." Lin Qianjun sighed: "Even the mausoleum will no longer remain. Perhaps in a few million years, if the Ziyun Holy Land declines, others will be able to see it." Few remember his name."

"Ziyun Immortal." Situ Kou murmured, his expression full of shock.

What an honor it is to witness the end of the peak of an era of invincibility.

Just as he was feeling emotional, Situ Kou saw a precious orb flying in front of him under the influence of purple air waves, subconsciously he used the magic method of picking stars and stretched out his hand.

With a flash of light in the void, the orb fell into Situ Kou's hands.

The magic method of picking stars is indeed extraordinary, under such circumstances, you can actually get things in your hands. If the real star picking star is alive, I am afraid that you can really pick the stars with this trip.

But even so, Situ Kou's entire palm lost a layer of skin, which made him cry out in pain.

"Hiss, this purple energy is too terrifying. I'm afraid it's not the energy transformed from the corpse of a real immortal!!" Situ Kou looked at the purple energy with greedy eyes while trying to heal his injuries.

In his mind, if such a powerful purple energy could be collected, it would definitely be of infinite use.

Lin Qianjun shook his head, a blue light flashed between his brows, and sprinkled a little energy of vitality, allowing Situ Kou's palm to quickly return to its original state. Then he turned the purple umbrella in his hand, and the purple energy directly supported the two of them, and rushed towards the outside the mausoleum.

With the protection of the purple umbrella, Lin Qianjun and Situ Kou arrived outside the mausoleum without much effort.

The huge mausoleum was sinking and dissipating at this time, and the purple air permeated the surroundings. Everything that touched it would be decomposed and dissipated. After a while, the entire mausoleum disappeared.

At this moment, Lin Qianjun stood in an open space, murmured with a puzzled expression, "It shouldn't be!!"

Really shouldn't, isn't the evaluation of the task system "easy to enter, difficult to exit"?

But why did he come out so easily?

Situ Kou heard Lin Qianjun's murmur, and asked, "Senior Jing, what are you saying that shouldn't be?"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of figures quickly flew towards Lin Qianjun and the others from afar.

Lin Qianjun was stunned for a moment, so that's what he meant?
Does going out here refer to going out of Ziyun Holy Land?
The dozens of figures moved so fast that they arrived almost at the same time Lin Qianjun and Situ Kou spotted them.

There are men and women among these people, but the leader is a woman wearing a purple dress and also holding a purple umbrella.

Her appearance is extremely beautiful, and her temperament is even more extraordinary, with a vague posture of being out of the world, and what is even more peculiar is that she also has the aura of Ziyun's divine body.

And the purple umbrella in her hand is almost [-]% similar in appearance to the purple cloud umbrella in Lin Qianjun's hand.

That's right, this person is the contemporary saint of Ziyun Holy Land, Zhan Han.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in Ziyun Holy Land??" Zhan Han stepped forward, looked at Lin Qianjun and Situ Kou and asked.

Situ Kou looked awkward and did not dare to answer, but looked at Lin Qianjun.

Could he still explain that we came to look for treasures in your patriarch's tomb, and then accidentally lost your patriarch's tomb?

Lin Qianjun put away the purple cloud umbrella, looked at Zhan Han and said with a smile, "We are just passing by by fate."

Zhan Han stared at Lin Qianjun intently. The aura emanating from the man holding the purple umbrella was all too familiar to her. Ziyun Divine Body, this is a physique that can only appear in the blood of the Ziyun True Immortal.

And that umbrella is clearly the original Ziyun Umbrella of their Ziyun Holy Land Patriarch Ziyun True Immortal.

To be recognized by Ziyun Umbrella, could it be that he is the blood of the ancestor who wandered outside? ?

"Your Excellency said you were passing by? Then how do you explain the purple cloud umbrella in your hand?" Zhan Han asked.

"Do you believe what I said I picked it up?" Lin Qianjun blinked.

Previously in the mausoleum, he had first used a great move to fight Wang Shu's sharp spear, and then resisted Ziyun Zhenxian's aura for a long time.

After these two waves of consumption, the energy in the body has been exhausted at this time.

Even if he is an existence who can use his ultimate move as a level A, he is only at the peak of the fourth order after all, and it is already his limit to be able to do this.

Now anyone who comes to the sixth level randomly, as long as he is careful, he may be able to keep him.

"No need to say more, you trespassed on the Ziyun Holy Land and destroyed the tomb of my ancestor in the Holy Land, you should be punished!" Zhan Han looked at Lin Qianjun with anger on his face and said: "Arrest him, I will take him to see the Holy Lord .”

Situ Kou was a little confused and asked, "What about me?"

Zhan Han sized up Situ Kou, and said casually: "Kill it, bury it right there!!"

"Ah??" Situ Kou had question marks all over his face. This differential treatment was too outrageous! !
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(End of this chapter)