From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

Luo Zheng never thought that he would be treated like this by the blind.

The speed of the keel ship was faster and faster, and the huge floating islands on the sea of time gradually turned into small black spots, and finally disappeared in Luo Zheng's field of vision.

The blind old man didn't speak. He went back to the cabin and took out a delicate cigarette pole. Then he poured a little powder into the pocket at his waist. He didn't know what the powder was made of. It looked colorful, similar to the color of the sea of time.

After the old man ignited the fire, he took a deep breath, and the smoke was colorful.

Luo Zheng noticed that there was a little surprise in the eyes of the smoke, and the light law of time came out of the smoke.

"This is the tobacco grinded by the magic inducing grass in the sea of time. A puff of smoke will produce the magic inducing smoke, so that you can see a dreamland in the past. Do you want to have a breath?" The blind old man said and handed the cigarette to Luo Zheng.

Luo Zheng has no habit of smoking, but he is very interested in the law of time in tobacco.

Even after entering the floating island, Luo Zheng hardly came into contact with the true God of practicing the law of time, but the blind old man could escape the law of time with a puff of smoke, which naturally made him curious.

He took the cigarette from the blind old man, played with it, and then took a breath.

At the moment when he inhaled the magic smoke, Luo Zheng felt a tearing sensation in his throat. After those tiny rules of time escaped, he created some tiny wounds in his body.

At the same time, the smoke also flowed along the wounds and was absorbed by him.

Luo Zheng felt dizzy and hit his head. He vomited out the colorful smoke. Under the rolling in front of him, some faint scenes emerged from the smoke.

Through that layer of smoke, Luo Zheng dimly saw a huge turtle floating on the surface of the sea of time. The turtle is tens of thousands of miles long. What he carries on his back is not a city, but a continent!

Luo Zheng tried to see clearly, but the smoke soon went with the wind, and the dreamland quickly disappeared in Luo Zheng's eyes.

The blind old man gave a faint smile, "what do you see?"

"Turtle," Luo Zheng replied.

"You can see the cliff spirit at the first puff of smoke. Hehe, good luck," the old man of the blind nationality laughed.

"Cliff spirit?" Luo Zheng asked curiously.

"One of the biggest real spirits in ancient legend is the mount of the soldier," explained the old man.

"Soldier leader Chiyou?" Asked Luo Zheng.

The blind old man nodded

When it comes to Chiyou, Luo Zheng's memory immediately floats on Hua Tianming's body. After he got Chiyou's treasure, his strength improved greatly.

After he stepped into the realm of God, he didn't know where he was now?

It is also possible for Yihua to find a way to enter the floating island, but Luo Zheng did not meet him.

"What happened to this turtle?" Luo Zheng asked.

"I don't know where I'm going. Maybe I've been killed, or I've left the divine realm..." Said the blind old man.

During the period when Luo Zheng entered the divine realm, he always had the greatest understanding of the history of the divine realm, especially in the purple soul temple. He also consulted many classics, and soon found that some of the ancient history of the divine realm was incomplete.

Luo Zheng did not understand this.

The true gods in the divine realm live forever. From the ancient times, the middle ages, the present and the present, very few of them survive. In this case, it is impossible for history to have a fault. But when Luo Zheng tried to understand the history of the divine realm, he found that many things are incomplete. He always felt that someone had deliberately erased the general

Then Luo Zheng tried to smoke a few more cigarettes. Every time he saw a different dreamland, sometimes it was a huge red bird, sometimes it was a blank picture with incomplete patterns, sometimes it was a back image that was difficult to distinguish between men and women

According to the old man of the blind race, these pictures have existed and happened in the past, but most of them are meaningless. Luo Zheng can't see them clearly, so he doesn't try any more.

Luo Zheng didn't know that the colorful smoke he vomited out of the keel ship didn't disappear, but kept spinning in the sea of time.

After a while, a blind man rowed a small boat slowly close. The blind man held a strange shaped cigarette pot in his hand. He made a strange gesture, gently opened the cigarette pot and pointed it at the swirling smoke. The smoke from Luo Zheng turned into a long snake and was absorbed in the cigarette pot. The blind man rowed towards the dragon boat He took a look at the direction and said a few words quietly before he rowed the boat away

An hour later

The dragon boat carrying Luo Zheng finally arrived at the destination.

The place where the blind people live is a group of islands. Black islands are densely covered and stand in the sea of time.

Some of the islands are only two or three feet wide, and small attics are built on them. Under the constant beating of the sea, it seems that they may devour the attics at any time.Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng also felt magical. The cultivation of these blind people was not strong. At least the blind people he met were just ordinary gods. But the real gods regarded the sea of time as the sea of death, and the blind people were able to live in this environment

The dragon boat crossed the small islands and finally sailed into a main island.

A wide harbor is built on the edge of the main island, and the true gods of the floating island are still gathering here.

"How could there be a big ship with a keel?" A true God asked.

"Perhaps it's a noble guest invited by the blind people?" Said another true God.

Other true gods are also curious. Today is the transit Festival, and the guests invited by the blind people are the elites of the 36 floating islands. Both DA Yuanman and the lower true gods are treated equally.

"Dear guest? Can it be more expensive than us? " Mu Ning said haughtily.

Mu Xuerong, who is standing behind Mu Ning, keeps silent. You should know that the people here include the big round true gods of the big families, such as Mu Xuerong, Tang Wan, the clan heads of the big floating islands, and Han Tianxiao.

It can be said that in addition to saints and sub saints, the most powerful and talented people in every big family have gathered together.

They represent the future of the divine realm. Who else is more important in the divine realm?

But when the dragon boat slowly approached, many true gods opened their eyes.

They saw a real God standing on the splint of the keel ship

"Who is this guy?"

"The next true God, why are you treated so politely by the blind people?"

“……”

The real gods who had been waiting here were suddenly noisy, and many of them were whispering with their heads down.

Those big circle full people are quietly looking at Luo Zheng, the heart seems to be thinking about something.

"Is that the boy?" Han Tianxiao, who is standing in the rear, has a strange expression in his eyes. This is the disciple who was brought into the purple soul hall by Han Jiuyi. How could he be invited to the transit Festival by the blind people? What's more, how can he afford to be a blind?

"Ah! It's Luo Tianxing After seeing Luo Zheng, Han Biluo suddenly jumps up and laughs.

"Bilo!" Contain day smile to frown to stop a way.

"Sister, it's really him," Han Chuyue said softly.

At a distance, Luo Zheng's gaunt eyes with tassels fall on her face with a complicated expression. She thinks that Luo Zheng may be invited by the blind people, but she doesn't expect that the blind people will pay so much attention to him

Just because of Biluo's reaction, the real gods at the scene understood all of a sudden.

The boy who sits alone in a big keel boat is from Han's family?