Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 570 Immortal

This grandfather who plays chess is over a hundred years old, and he did not expect to rejuvenate so much in just over half a year of practice.

He looks like he is in his forties or fifty years old, and his spirit is shining.

Mu Wushuang could see at a glance that he was already in the middle stage of the warrior realm.

It took more than half a year to cultivate from a mortal to the warrior realm. It is really powerful. People with strong spiritual roots can cultivate at an extraordinary speed.

The other villagers around gathered around and greeted Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang with a warm welcome. They also welcomed the new old Jinlong's Mu Yuheng.

The children all surrounded Xiao Xuanxi, pulling him to show off their cultivation.

The cultivation of these little guys has grown rapidly, and they are as powerful as tigers. I heard that many deep pits on the mountain were created by them, and they have no strength to use them.

Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang had long expected this situation, because the bronze is only so big and there is a seal in it, the monsters can't get in, and people can't get out, so after everyone cultivated, they are full of cultivation and have nowhere to play. , which is not available anywhere.

Then we can only dig holes all over the mountains and plains, and it is not bad that the buildings in Bronze Town are not damaged.

Because they expected such a situation, Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang specially brought a small secret realm, which could let the people of Bronze Town go in to experience and vent their excess energy.

Although this secret realm is not big, it is suitable for all stages of spiritual practice, and everyone faces different challenges when entering it.

In the future, even if the seal outside Bronze Town fails and the monsters come in, they will be able to deal with it easily and keep the peace of Bronze Town forever.

Xiao Xuanxi came to bring gifts for his friends this time, and everyone received the weapons he prepared, swords, spears, swords, halberds, axe, hooks, and eighteen kinds of weapons.

Everyone happily played with their new weapons, the little fox jumped on everyone's shoulders, and the laughter spread far and far.

While Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang were chatting with the people of Bronze Town, the old Jinlong went to circle around Bronze Town for a few times, tsk tsk strange.

"It's unusual, it's really a fairy method!"

He said to himself.

In the evening, Lao Jinlong went to Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang to tell him what he thought of Bronze Town.

"Bronze Town is a treasure land of blessings and heaven. This gossip array is yin and yang. People born in this treasure land are outstanding people. It's a pity that they have their ancestors' teachings and can't leave Bronze Town. Otherwise, anyone who goes out will be able to Make a difference on the mainland."

"However." Old Jinlong changed his voice and said, "Are you sure that no one has been here before you? I found that this gossip array has traces of repairs, as if someone had been there."

Mu Wushuang was very surprised, she said, "But the people in Bronze Town said that last time we entered Bronze Town for the first time in so many years. You said that the Bagua Array was repaired, but the people in Bronze Village didn't know it. They don't have to lie."

Lao Jinlong said: "Then I don't know. But the gossip array in Bronze Town has indeed been repaired. Otherwise, this natural gossip array should have been destroyed in a flood."

Mu Wushuang was very surprised. Bronze Town were all mortals, so the people who repaired this gossip array must be outsiders, but who was it? It's weird not to be named for a good deed.

Long Mo Shen asked: "Senior, can you tell when the time to repair the Eight Trigrams Array is probably?"

Lao Jinlong said: "At least one or two hundred years, you can find out if you ask an old man in Qinglong Town, and see which year there was a flood."

"Alright, let's just go to the village chief and ask." Mu Wushuang said.

She was curious about it.

When they arrived at the old village chief's house, the old village chief and her eldest daughter-in-law welcomed them happily.

The old village chief is not old anymore, because he has become a lot younger in cultivation. When he learned that they were here to ask him questions, he said, "If you have any questions, feel free to ask them, and I will definitely answer them all."

Mu Wushuang asked him, "Old village chief, has there been a flood of water here before?"

The old village chief was surprised: "How do you even know this? Yes, about two hundred years ago, there was a flood in our Bronze Town. Almost submerged!"

"Later, for some reason, I heard from my ancestors that the torrent suddenly receded, so it didn't cause too much loss. God bless it."

Mu Wushuang asked, "Then didn't they feel anything different?"

The village chief shook his head and said, "There's nothing unusual, it's just that everyone seems to have fallen asleep, and when they wake up, the torrents are gone."

Old Jinlong said to Mu Wushuang and the others:

"It should be this flash flood that destroyed the gossip array in Bronze Town, but at a critical moment, someone came to rescue them and repaired the gossip array for them. However, this kind of natural gossip array, even I can't repair it. Well, I can be sure that this person must be someone who is above us, maybe, someone who came down from the fairyland."

Old Jinlong's words shocked Mu Wushuang!

The people who came down from the fairyland!

Fairy?

However, hasn't the Chengxian Bridge been broken for hundreds of thousands of years?

Could it be that this person's means are already incomparably powerful, and can ignore the rules of heaven?

Even Long Moshen's face showed a look of surprise, and his sword brows were slightly wrinkled.

"Senior, the Chengxian Bridge is broken, and that person can still come down, how terrible should his cultivation be?"

Mu Wushuang said.

"The difference between immortals and mortals is the difference between heaven and moat. You have never been to the immortal world, and you will never know how vast the heaven and earth are in the immortal world, and how powerful the immortals are, and the immortals are also divided into grades. In time, countless worlds can be annihilated by ashes."

The old Jinlong sighed.

"Even I only realized the boundlessness of the immortal world through the words of my ancestors, and no one does not yearn to become immortal."

"It's a pity, if people like you continue to become immortal bridges, you will ascend to the immortal world, and you will also become masters."

But Chengxian Bridge has been broken.

For hundreds of thousands of years, no one has been able to repair the bridge of immortality, so in such a long time, no one in this world has risen to immortality.

Old Jinlong's words made Mu Wushuang yearn for it. She and Uncle Huang are strong enough now, and they are almost the top existences in the entire Cangming Continent.

However, the immortal method in Lao Jinlong's mouth made her realize a more powerful world.

In the blink of an eye, several worlds vanished into ashes, what kind of ability this must be.

"If we can repair the Chengxian Bridge, will we be able to ascend to the Immortal Realm?" Mu Wushuang asked Lao Jinlong.

"Wushuang, once the Chengxian Bridge is broken, it cannot be repaired. The Chengxian Bridge was set up by the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao will not allow anyone to challenge its heavenly power. If the Chengxian Bridge is broken, it means that our world has been ruled by the Heavenly Dao. Abandoned, no one can become immortal again."

The old golden dragon said with a sigh.

Unless someone is outside of the Tao of Heaven, how can there be someone outside of the Tao of Heaven?