Gao Wu Arrives

"It is rumored that before the Sangongmen, the sect of this place was called Wanshenzong, and its sect was also one of the top holy places in the ancient times of Shengyuan."

"I don't know exactly what kind of grievances it was because of."

"However, after Sangong's goalkeeper, the Ten Thousand Gods Sect, destroyed the door, they managed this place as an ancestral land!"

"According to legend, the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect was an immortal old monster. He was not directly killed by the Sangongmen, but was buried underground..."

As soon as Ning Xian said this, everyone sucked in air.

Some people's legs are weak: "One, one old immortal monster...here??"

Even Ye Liunan, who was close to the holy realm, was so scared that he lost his face with no blood on his face.

"I said, this is only one version." Ning Xian smiled helplessly.

After hearing this, everyone felt relieved.

"Old predecessor, how terrible an immortality is, why not kill it...?" Someone frowned, realizing the suspicious point, and asked.

That's immortality.

Under the same realm, it is almost impossible to be killed. It is known as living together with the sky, even if it suffers severe damage, but if it does not cut the grass and remove the roots, once it recovers, it will be a great tragedy!

"Because the Sangongmen suppressed him, and used the three immortal realms to jointly build a large formation, squeeze his divine power, and cultivate younger generations..." Ning Xian said.

His voice was calm and did not fluctuate much, but when he heard this, it was like a thunderstorm, and many people's expressions changed in an instant.

"With an immortal... if the rumors are true, these three palace gates are cruel!" Zhang Daoyuan's scalp was numb.

Immortality, immortality, immortality, in a sense, is not entirely good.

If this is caught and used as an infinite juicer, it is obviously 10,000 times more miserable than death.

After a long time, everyone's mood gradually calmed down.

"Legends are only legends, and no one knows whether they are true or not." Ning Xian sighed.

Many things in the world are true and false.

Some are false news released to confuse the enemy, some are to show their might, and some are the wind released by the enemy, and so on.

This is actually related to the situation at the time.

But as time passed, no one knew what the situation was at that time, but the rumors stayed on like this, and gradually turned into legends, allusions, and so on.

"You always talk about the second version." Someone said a moment later.

"Row."

Ning Xian nodded, without concealing or betraying him, and directly told the information he knew.

Compared with the first version, this version is even more scary.

Ning Xian said: "I believe you all know the special nature of the Burial World. And I want to tell you that all walks of life have thoroughly studied and pondered the matter of reincarnation!"

"And this place is one of the places where Saint Yuanjie pondered the land of reincarnation long ago."

"At that time, there were several Tianzuns and dozens of Immortal Realms who participated in it."

As soon as Ning Xian said this, everyone's brains went blank.

They are just a small star-picking realm, no shortage, not even a holy, rebirth, such things, in the past, they would at best imagine in their minds.

But when it comes to practice and participation, don't even think about it. They are simply not qualified.

"Senior, I feel you are deliberately scaring us..."

A charming woman was trembling with fright, almost crying.

But no one laughed at him, because everyone's faces were almost the same, all of them pale and bloodless.

One must be self-aware, these things are not something they can participate in.

No matter whether what Ning Xian said was true or not, many people present had an urge to run away.

As a practitioner, knowing too much is not a good thing.