I imitate others' cultivation, and I will never reason with you.

Chapter 172 I want to sprout
The pool was not empty. Beneath the thin layer of black water on the surface were tangled, twisted and compressed tree roots. Ruan Xing couldn't help but recall the psychological trauma of being surrounded, squeezed and digested by layers of tree roots in the last simulation.

She shook her head to get the image out of her mind.

Now none of the tree roots are moving, they are all quietly lurking underwater. The only restless one is the green seed in Ruan Xing's hand that is ready to move.

Following the direction the green seeds wanted to go, Ruan Xing passed through the gaps between millions of tree roots and dived deeper into the water.

Fortunately, the pond seemed to be very deep, so the place where the tree roots were connected was not very dense. Ruan Xing's disguised appearance and Sun Xian's two adult bodies could barely squeeze through the gap.

The water was as silent as death except for the tree roots. There were no fish, shrimps, or aquatic plants. However, one could faintly smell blood in the water.

She guessed that these tree roots were probably the same as the roots of the trees in the woods behind Liuyang Study, and they all had the function of autonomous hunting and digestion, but perhaps because the owner of the study had not awakened them or for some unknown reasons, they were harmless now.

This might be the dormant creature that the Demon Lord mentioned.

Then they slid downstream for about half an incense stick of time.

Judging from her physical sense, she had dived to a depth of about two to three hundred meters when suddenly her eyes lit up.

At the bottom of the water, there is a large white oval bubble. The surface of the bubble is opaque, but you can still vaguely see that there is a huge space inside the bubble.

The spiritual consciousness approached quietly, but was bounced back softly by the bubble.

She pulled Sun Xian closer to the bubble. The scene inexplicably resembled an astronaut floating in the air on the surface of the moon.

That huge, deep, and peaceful...

Fortunately, Ruan Xing doesn't have gigantic fear.

However, Sun Xian, who had a bitter look on his face, obviously ruined the atmosphere.

He persuaded with a trembling voice: "What on earth is this place... Master, we'd better not touch the things down there, right? If we trigger an attack from the barrier, it might not be easy to use it underwater..."

Before he could finish, Ruan Xing pushed him towards the bubble.

Sun Xian opened his eyes wide and screamed.

And the bubble popped and swallowed Sun Xian.

Sun Xian's screams continued, but after a few seconds, they stopped abruptly.

Ruan Xing felt relieved and thought that he might not encounter danger immediately after entering. It should be that Sun Xian touched something that triggered the mechanism, causing the sound to go silent.

After preparing himself mentally, Ruan Xing lowered his head and entered the bubble.

What she didn't expect was that there was no water in the bubble. Although the air was humid, there was a moss-covered stone staircase underneath the ground, extending downwards step by step. Thin vine-like branches grew outward along the stone steps.

No, maybe...it's not a branch, it's also a root.

However, Sun Xian did not encounter any danger as Ruan Xing had guessed. Instead, he knelt on the stone steps with his hands on the ground, like a wooden chicken.

"What's wrong? What did you see?" Ruan Xing walked over and asked.

"Corpses... There are so many corpses here..." Sun Xian murmured in despair.

Ruan Xing looked down and saw that, indeed, there was a nearly mummified corpse on almost every forked branch. Like the roots, they were densely packed like an ant nest under the tree, so numerous that it was hard to count.

She sneered, "Are you afraid of corpses? Stop pretending. You are not good people. This is something your Liuyang Study made."

In fact, she had guessed about this a long time ago. There were hundreds of thousands of mortals in the Xumi Realm, but only a dozen inner disciples were accepted every thirteen years.

So what can the other hundreds of thousands of people be used for besides maintaining this mortal dynasty?

Offering sacrifice to this strange barrier tree might be one of them.

“No…” Sun Xian seemed to have recovered from his shock, and shook his head with tears and laughter, “They…they are all inner disciples of the sect!!”

"That person is the senior brother I told you about before, who has been in the sect for eighty-one years!"

He pointed at one of the fresh corpses at the edge and shouted in a crying voice.

what! ?

Ruan Xing was startled.

Looking closely, I discovered that the corpses all had one thing in common.

He wore a scholar's robe and sometimes a scholar's hat.

Sun Xian seemed to have discovered this, too. He fell to the ground, crying out like a madman, "Why? What are we to the sect? I have been cultivating immortality for so many years, and have been seeking immortality for so many years, but what is this for?!"

He finally understood why there were no disciples in the sect who had been there for more than a hundred years.

Why those disciples who went out to travel never came back.

Why is it that when the monks kneel down in the main hall to kowtow to the founder of the sect, the master asks them not to forget their original intention and to remember that they are scholars, and the sect clothes they are given are all Confucian robes?

The predecessors who taught them how to practice are called teachers.

The night before he went to the Xumi Realm to take up his post as the Imperial Master at the Palace, he complacently changed his Confucian robe into a Taoist robe.

At that time, he thought that although his junior had caused him to lose many people in the inner sect, the master still valued him, so he had to put on the Taoist robe to prove to the master that he could take charge of this mission in the Xumi Realm.

But I saw a look of pity in the teacher's eyes.

He finally understood why the teacher felt sorry for him!

These so-called inner disciples are nothing more than the sect's quick golden elixir! They are just fertilizers to feed the barrier tree!

Seeing Sun Xian's collapse, Ruan Xing sighed and said, "How ridiculous! You regard those mortals as ants, but you don't know that in the eyes of others, you are also an ant."

Sun Xian did not answer, and Ruan Xing ignored him. Instead, he took out the seed that was eager to try to see what it was going to do.

The closer it got to the bottom of the stairs, the more active the seed seemed to become. It leaped and signaled Ruan Xing to continue walking down the stairs.

Ruan Xing raised an eyebrow, "I have brought you here as you requested, but you didn't tell me anything. At least you should let me know why you came here, right?"

I thought that even if the seed told her, it was hinting Ruan Xing by controlling something, but I didn't expect it to actually speak.

However, the ability of the seed is exactly the same as that of the barrier tree.

A soft voice sounded in her mind, crying and saying, "I want to sprout. You promised me to sprout!"

Ruan Xing was confused. When did she agree? This was the first time she had a formal conversation with the seed since she got it.

Just as she was about to ask for clarification, the seed suddenly jumped out of her hand and rolled into the depths of the stairs.

Ruan Xing was startled and hurried down to chase it, but a series of white bubbles emerged from the dark and deep place below.

Caught off guard, Ruan Xing was wrapped in a bubble and floated to the top of the huge bubble.

But she was not bounced out by the huge bubble.

After the initial panic, Ruan Xing discovered that the bubble was not aggressive towards her. Instead, it was attracting her spiritual consciousness and seemed to want to pass something to her.

So she let go of her spiritual consciousness and sank into the fantasy dream woven by bubbles.

She seemed to be in a holographic movie, but she herself was virtual and could not interact with any objects or people around her. She could only be forced to watch the scene.

At this moment, she was in a Bagua plate formed by layers of circles. The Bagua plate was a radiant ice blue color and looked somewhat familiar.

At one end of the Bagua plate, there was a man who was sweating profusely and hitting his right hand with his left hand, and then his left hand with his right hand, beating himself like a lunatic and leaving himself covered in bruises.

Ruan Xing could feel that this man was at least at the level of a spirit being transformed.

But when he hit himself, he didn't use any spiritual power at all, but only relied on physical strength.

Finally, he slashed at the Bagua plate with the sword, not only cutting off an illusory shadow on his body, but also smashing many pieces of the circular array plates.

After the array disk shattered, a light curtain appeared in the middle of the Bagua disk. A silver-white silk thread hung down from the light curtain, with a green seed hanging on it.

The man sat on the ground, panting, and finally recovered after a while. He stroked his sword with one hand and picked up a broken array plate on the ground with the other hand, muttering to himself: "What material is this? How come I have never seen it before? However, it can be destroyed without using spiritual power, it is worthy of being a spiritual weapon!"

Then, he put the broken piece of formation plate in his pocket, intending to take it back for research.

He walked to the middle of the light curtain, stretched out his hand to pick up the green seed, and said with a wry smile: "I can't come here for nothing. I'll take this seed back. Maybe after it sprouts, it can grow into spiritual fruit to satisfy my appetite."

At this time, Ruan Xing finally understood that this familiar place was the land of absolute souls in the gap in space!
The man in front of him who looked somewhat familiar was none other than Immortal Lord Guangyou!

Ruan Xing couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was clearly promised by Immortal Lord Guangyou, not her. This little seed wouldn't be blind, right?

After Immortal Lord Guangyou left, the fragile bubble burst with a pop.

Ruan Xing steadied himself and looked at the other bubbles floating on top.

I thought to myself that the bubble just now was probably the memory of the seed, and the other bubbles were most likely the same. If I could find out in the memory why the seed had to germinate here, I would understand why.

So Ruan Xing reached out without hesitation and touched the bubble closest to him.

It was easy to get in.

The memory of this bubble is somewhat unusual.

This was an ancient battlefield, and what made Ruan Xing feel most incredible was that she saw the figures of the Demon Lord and the Fairy!
Although the puppet bodies they are using now do not have their original appearance, Ruan Xing has died so many times in the simulation, how could he not have a deep impression of their souls?
Tens of thousands of immortal cultivators and demon cultivators were fighting in chaos. The ground was littered with traces of the fight, blood, and corpses. The originally beautiful mountains and rivers were turned into a sea of ​​blood and corpses, and the magnificent buildings were reduced to ruins.

The Demon Lord roamed around every corner of the battlefield with a hideous grin on his face. Every time he exhaled blood mist, an immortal disciple would be reduced to nothingness in his mouth.

The fairy chased after him, anxiously yelling, "Devil, your opponent is me!"

"You?" The Demon Lord shook his head and said with a smile, "You are a tough guy, not tasty."

After saying that, the Demon Lord changed direction and continued to feast.

On this battlefield, most cultivators above the Divine Transformation stage have their own opponents. As long as he carefully avoids other people's territory, he can have a good time here.

Unfortunately, there was always a female cultivator who pestered him and wanted to fight him to the death, thus disturbing his enjoyment of the meal.

Seeing that he couldn't shake off the fairy, the Demon Lord turned around and said kindly, "Fairy, how about we make a deal? I have no interest in occupying Zhongzhou. I just want to take this opportunity to have a good meal. So, you don't have to follow me. Gather the power of all the immortals and kill the Saint Demon Lord. Once he dies, the minions under us will naturally scatter."

The fairy was unmoved, "The big devil will naturally be fought by the immortal king, I want to kill the little devils and minions like you!"

Immediately, the two men started fighting, and the fight was difficult to determine.

Both of them were at the Spirit Transformation Stage, and their cultivation was equal, but the fairy had been practicing hard in the mountains for nearly a thousand years, and the moves she used were conventional, no match for the Demon Lord who had been through hundreds of battles in the North and was very versatile. The Demon Lord's skills meant that he was not good at one-on-one combat, and for a while, neither could do anything to the other.

But this situation did not last long.

The light in the sky flickered, and after a series of spells were performed, cheers from the magic cultivators suddenly came from afar.

"The Holy Demon Lord wins!"

"The Holy Demon Lord killed two people from the Guixu realm. We won!"

"Brothers, charge! Take over Zhongzhou!"

The demon cultivators who heard the shouts suddenly became excited as if they were given an injection of chicken blood, and their moves became more brutal.

The fairy's face turned extremely ugly.

The Demon Lord responded more easily, with a smile on his lips, "Why, are you anxious?"

Another ray of brilliant light gradually expanded in the sky, and the smile on the Demon Lord's face froze slightly.

The demon cultivators started shouting and yelling again.

"Oh no! That immortal cultivator blew himself up!"

"The space is turbulent. This place will soon be cut off from the heaven and earth and become a place of ruins!"

"The Sendai tree has fallen! Run!"

In an instant, all the demon cultivators fled in all directions without hesitation, completely disregarding any orders from their superiors.

I looked up and saw that my boss was running ahead of me!

Of course the Demon King wanted to run, but a long sword was in front of him. The fairy said coldly: "Demon! I didn't say you can leave!"

The demon lord gnashed his teeth in anger, "Oh my dear, are you going to die?"

There were also some in the immortal cultivators' team who escaped for the sake of their own lives, but most of them took advantage of the fact that the demon cultivators were in disarray to hunt down the lone demon cultivators, completely ignoring the fact that once the immortal platform tree fell and the space became turbulent, this place would soon become the place where the self-destructing Immortal Lord Guixu would return. When the power of the self-destruction dissipated, all those who failed to escape from the range in time would die in this catastrophe!

The speed of separation between heaven and earth was extremely fast. After only a few minutes of delay, the land of Guixu had been initially formed, and an explosion comparable to a comet hitting a planet quickly spread!
The cultivators who had not yet had the chance to escape, whether they were immortals or demons, tried their best to save their lives!

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