Devil Seeds

  Chapter 745 Open House

  In a blink of an eye, the Huzhong Realm has been around for nearly 500 years. As far as the practice world is concerned, the bottom monks have actually been replaced by several waves of people.

  Those special players who were active in various worlds back then, many of them have already turned into loess, but left many traces in the worlds they operated.

   Among them, there are even some people who have almost abandoned real life and turned to messing around in the Huzhong Realm wholeheartedly.

  With the time gap of at least ten times that of reality, many monks whose lifespans were less than a hundred years ago, enjoyed a thousand years in peace.

  From this point of view, it is a profit.

  Of course, there are also a large number of monks who seized the opportunity, improved their cultivation, survived life and death, stole life yuan, lived for a few more years, and naturally remained active in the gourd realm.

  Nowadays, whether it is wasteland, high martial arts, strange worlds, etc., there are many old monsters who have lived for thousands of years.

  They enjoyed the dividends brought by Huzhongjie, climbed the mountains that were impossible to climb, and lived to the age that they should not have lived, but they would not be reconciled at all.

  Who would be willing?

   Enjoyed the great years, in all realms, they have become masters, and in the gourd middle realm, they are even more of a faction, a family, the ancestors of a family, with thousands of disciples and grandchildren.

   Such a good day, who doesn't want to live a few more years?

  However, with the shift of Ke Xiaoliang's focus, the bonuses of the few gourds in the world have already been eaten up.

  Don’t look at Ke Xiaoliang relying on the wild world to become a fairy, relying on the wasteland to become a golden fairy, it is because he can obtain all the nutrients to support himself, and the latter has Molly to help point out the direction.

  These bonuses are spread out in front of a large number of monks, but they can actually take up a lot less, and there are also losses and consumption. Not everyone can digest it 100% like Ke Xiaoliang.

  Thus today, it is true that there is not much help that many worlds can bring to ordinary monks.

   This is especially true for those old monks who have been operating in the Huzhong Realm for thousands of years.

   Not reconciled! Not reconciled!

Zhao Xuanwu, who has lived in reality for more than 400 years and has been an ancestor-level figure for more than 4,000 years in the world of Gaowu, is sitting on the big green stone on Xuanwu Mountain with his eyes squinted, looking at the clouds not far away. Loose, let out a long breath.

   "What if you are not reconciled?"

"I can't find opportunities in reality, I lack some background, I have searched all over the wasteland, high martial arts, wilderness and other worlds, and there is no breakthrough point. As for exchanging God's Realm for Immortal Immortal Pill, and switching to Ghost Immortal, Sanxian and the like, the required plot The point is too high, even with my current savings, it is still at least half short, but I don’t know if I still have the ability to live another four hundred years...!" Zhao Xuanwu let out a long breath of depression.

"Forget it! Forget it! If you really can't think about it, you will give up a piece of foundation in this world of high martial arts, give up this good spirit that has been cultivated for four thousand years, and go to that wild world to linger for a few more years. times the speed of time, my lifespan can be considered several times longer." Zhao Xuanwu clenched his fists.

  Suddenly, a flash of sword light flew from outside the sky riding on the purple air.

  Zhao Xuanwu stretched out his hand to pinch it, but caught a small purple sword.

   Concentrating and resting for a while, Zhao Xuanwu suddenly showed ecstasy, stroked his beard, and then laughed.

  Laughter spread directly from the majestic Xuanwu Mountain for tens of miles, shaking the mountain stream, the clouds and mist, the pine cranes and the pine cranes scattered.

  After a short breath, Zhao Xuanwu's figure flashed, and he had changed his body, appearing in the realm of the gods.

   At this time, a large number of monks had gathered in Shenyu Square.

  Among them are not only newcomers who have just joined for a short time, but also old people who have not been to God's Domain for decades or even hundreds of years.

  Among the crowds, some newcomers who didn't know where they were, were also told the details.

   "What? The world of Turin Gate, which has been closed for many years, is about to be opened to the public?" A newcomer who has only been in Huzhong Realm for a few years said with wide-eyed eyes.

"That's true! Everyone knows that the Dream of Turin is the world that Ke Xianzun has been cultivating in recent years. It's just that after Ke Xianzun recruited a group of internal testers more than 400 years ago, there is no further development. I never thought about it, but finally let us wait!" An old monk said rather sadly, he still remembered that his father repeatedly told him that once the dream of Turin was opened, it would be a great opportunity, so don't let it down.

  It’s just a practitioner. If he died not in an accident, but in Tianshou, and was seduced by the ghosts of the underworld, there would be no room for the soul and reincarnation.

  And the father of this old monk died in a life-and-death calamity....

   Now the dream of Turin is about to start, but his father has long been out of his wits.

   "Come here!" The crowd suddenly became noisy.

  A rainbow bridge hangs in the sky, and the huge star gate suddenly rotates.

  A dreamlike world, behind this star gate, is looming.

   "The star gate is opened, and the dream world of Turin will be open to you. It's just a blessing or a misfortune. No one will force it. You still hope that you will cherish it and don't force it."

  "Anyone who has been in our world for more than a hundred years has a chance. They can take the achievements of the previous world and move them into the dream of Turin in parallel. Whether they take it or not is entirely voluntary."

  Ke Xiaoliang's voice resounded over God's Domain.

  Many cultivators in God's Domain already knew the details, and they rubbed their hands and stomped their feet excitedly.

   Being able to bring a body that has practiced in a certain world for thousands of years, or even thousands of years, into the new world in parallel is an excellent thing for many monks, and it will increase their starting foundation.

   "Now, let's go!" Ke Xiaoliang's voice fell.

  A large number of monks broke into the star gate by riding the rainbow.

  In a short time, it was like hundreds of millions of meteors, merged into the huge star gate.

  Ke Xiaoliang and Xiaoqing stood at the highest point of God's Domain, watching the mass of monks that flowed into the Star Gate, and at the same time observing the changes in the Dream of Turin.

  Dream of Turin changed?

   It can be said that there is... but it can also be said that there is no.

   After all, the world of Dream of Turin is too big.

  It is so big that even if a large number of monks have already flowed into it, it actually seems to be 'just that'.

  However, the seeds of the fire have been planted, and the future remains to be seen carefully.

"what?"

   "There is such a change?"

   "Interesting! Interesting! Doing this, are you really not afraid of failing?"

   "Martial arts, Immortal Dao, Shinto Dao, deceitful Dao, side-door way... all the principles are mixed together, do they cancel each other out, or do they collide to create something new?"

   "This is really worth watching and watching, it's a bit interesting!"

  The changes in Turin's Dream naturally attracted the attention of a large number of Golden Immortals.

  Some golden immortals who had already left their minds suddenly put off their thoughts of leaving, but stayed instead.

  However, such an idea cannot last long.

  They want to see something exciting and different.

  If the group of incoming monks cannot bring these things, then these golden immortals will still leave soon.

   After all, the golden fairies have seen too much, and they are very picky.

  (end of this chapter)