Immortal Space

One month before the opening of the secret realm, Wang Hong asked for leave and went back to Qingxu City. All the industries in Qingxu City were operating normally, allowing him to harvest another one million spirit stones.

Let the area of ​​the space reach 42 acres, and the passage of time reach 71 times.

For the newly added ten mu of land, Wang Hong has no plans to plant anything for the time being. He wants to keep an open space, and then transplant various spiritual grasses and trees into it after entering the secret realm. He plans to search the secret realm thoroughly.

After this period of training, his poisonous bee toxicity has finally increased.

Now it is finally no longer the embarrassing situation where tens of thousands of spirit bees besiege a person, tormenting the person to death, but dying.

However, it is a pity that the poisonous bee that has been mutated by him has lost the ability to ward off spells. The specific reason is that Wang Hong has not figured it out.

During this period of time, Wang Hong took the time to refine some poisons in case of emergency.

In addition, more than a dozen seeds of the devil vine were harvested. The vines of the devil vine are tough and difficult to damage, especially the inch-long poisonous thorns on it, which can absorb people's spiritual energy and blood.

For the trial in the secret realm, he had made all kinds of preparations. In addition, he picked some white crystal fruits for Zhang Chunfeng, trying his best to increase his chances of survival.

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On a mountain ridge hundreds of thousands of miles away from Qingxu Sect, tens of thousands of people gathered here.

Tens of thousands of people were divided into several camps, and a group of black-clothed monks looked serious, standing under the banner of the Qingxu Sect.

In addition, there are Hunyuanzong, Taihaozong, Beast Spirit Gate, Qianqiao Pavilion, and the Banner of Putuo Temple, each with a thousand people.

In addition, there are other small and medium-sized sects, major families and casual cultivator alliances, all of which have a certain percentage of quotas.

There are more than 10,000 people in all forces, large and small.

This is also the situation that has been formed after countless years of repeated fighting, running-in with each other, and compromise in the world of cultivating immortals.

If a few major sects take the six secret realms as their own and prevent others from participating, it will be tantamount to cutting off the path of cultivation for other monks in the world, which will cause public indignation and revenge from monks all over the world.

Everyone in Taihao Sect stood opposite Qingxu Sect, everyone was wearing white robes with fluttering sleeves.

Wang Hong squeezed his way to the front of the crowd as hard as he could, and looked at the opposite side with his head, looking carefully among the Taihao Sect crowd.

Among the crowd of Taihao Sect, there was a young man with a slender figure, sword-browed and star-eyed, surrounded by many fellow sects like stars holding the moon, but this young man seemed absent-minded at the moment, looking at the Qingxu Sect's camp on the opposite side from time to time.

Wang Hong's heart was a little complicated at this time, he really wanted to see Wang Yi, but he didn't want him to appear here and now.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped, and he saw a young man opposite him looking at him, his eyes met.

Wang Hong only felt sour in his eyes, his eyes became a bit blurred, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eyes.

Although I haven't seen him for more than ten years, the little boy who was carrying a small hoe in the field and cheered because he found a wild vegetable, the thin figure squatting at the door to choose vegetables, and sitting on the cold boulder at the door shivering, waiting The little brother who watched him go home, the four dogs who deliberately sat at the entrance of the village to show off because they ate chicken legs.

Scenes of the past came to my mind, gradually overlapping with the young man in front of me.

The little kid back then is now full of heroism, although there are tens of thousands of people, they can't hide his brilliance.

Senior Brother Wang, what's wrong with you?

A fellow student next to Wang Yi asked.

It's nothing, I got sand in my eyes.

Wang Yi raised his head and looked up at the sky, his moist eyes slowly returned to normal.

Wang Hong was a little annoyed besides being excited at this moment. He is a cultivator with Heavenly Spiritual Roots, and he doesn't need the Foundation Establishment Pill, so why come here to join in the fun?

With such a high death rate in the secret realm, Taihao Sect probably would not have deliberately sent him to participate. It is estimated that this kid came on his own initiative.

It's just that the serious atmosphere at this moment is really not suitable for them to recognize relatives, not to mention that the major sects are in a competitive relationship at the moment, and they will fight each other after entering.

If I ran out to meet each other at this time, I don't know if the Zongmen would clean up the door in advance and clear him out.

Suddenly, a powerful coercion rose and enveloped the audience, and ten Jindan powerhouses rose to the sky.

Everyone, after a stick of incense, ten of us will join hands to open the gate of the secret realm, everyone, please enter one by one.

On behalf of the entire Eastern Continent cultivating world, we reiterate here that no one is allowed to maliciously damage the secret realm. Once discovered, the world will punish them.

Unripe elixir is not allowed to be picked, and the spiritual tree in the secret realm is not allowed to be excavated or wantonly cut down. Violators will be held accountable.

The six great secret realms are the foundation of my immortal world in Dongzhou, I hope you will encourage them together.

Wang Hong already knew these regulations when he participated in the training.

If the major sects hadn't jointly formulated this protective measure, the six secret realms would have ceased to exist long ago.

A spirit tree may grow for hundreds of thousands of years, but it only takes a moment for monks to cut it down.

The elixir that has grown in the secret realm for tens of hundreds of years may still be just a seedling with little effect. Indeed, some people will still pick it with the mentality that mosquito legs are also meat.

Little did they know that if the predecessors also dug up the seedlings, they might not even be able to find the roots of the spirit grass today.

Once the spiritual vein is destroyed, it is extremely difficult to recover. If there is no restraint, there will be many people who deliberately detonate the spiritual vein during the fight.

There are a lot of selfishness among the immortal cultivators. If it weren't for the protection of some great monks with foresight and the world at heart, I am afraid that the immortal cultivating world in Dongzhou would have declined and died out.

The ten monks in the sky each cast their spells, condensing runes one after another in the air, and then these runes were rearranged and combined to form a seal as large as Zhang Xu.

The ten people joined hands to control the seal, and slowly printed it somewhere in the void. There was a wave of ripples in the void, and the seal slowly merged into it.

At this time, a vague light gate gradually appeared in the valley below, and gradually became clear.

The gate of light is about ten feet wide, and emits a white haze, making it difficult for people to see the scene behind the gate.

The disciples of the major sects below began to line up to enter, and Tai Haozong was the first to enter. Wang Hong watched Wang Yi enter the light gate.

Immediately after Taihaozong entered Putuo Temple, rows of oily lights reflected the light shiningly, and he bowed his head and stepped into the gate.

Then Hunyuan Sect, Beast Spirit Sect, Qianqiao Pavilion, the six major sects, and finally Qingxu Sect.

Wang Hong guessed, could it be that Qing Xuzong is the weakest of the six sects?

The moment Wang Hong stepped into the gate of light, he felt his mind was in a trance for a while, and when he regained consciousness, his eyes were full of greenery.

Before he could see clearly, his feet were empty, and his body fell downwards. It turned out that he had just been teleported to the stump of a big tree.

Wang Hong hurriedly grabbed a branch, then stabilized his body and stood on a branch.

But before he could stand still, he felt a strong wind coming from his left side, so he quickly sprinted to the side and escaped the attack.

Looking back, it turned out to be a colorful little snake, only as big as a thumb, with a fiery red meat comb on its head, which looks a bit like a cockscomb.

At this time, the little snake was entwined on a branch and was spitting out its message at him, as if it would attack him at any moment.

When Wang Hong saw this first-tier middle-grade snake, he thought that he could try the poisonous bee he bred, and fight poison against poison to see who is more powerful.

He raised his hand and released five hundred poisonous bees, buzzing and flying in front of him.

One hundred of them stopped in front of him, and the other four hundred jumped at the little snake.

The poisonous bees didn't talk about tactics at all, they swarmed on the little snake, and the little snake rolled, circled, and slapped to no avail.

After a short while, the little snake hung limply on the branch without moving, and it couldn't die anymore.

Wang Hong approached to observe carefully, the snake's scales were covered with tiny pinholes.

Due to frequent feeding with body-refining elixir, the tail needles of these poisonous bees have also become stronger and much sharper. At the same time, the venom on the tail needles is also corrosive to a certain extent, making it easier for them to break through armor.

After eliminating the little snake, he was in the mood to look around.

It turns out that this is a dense forest that can't be seen. As far as the eye can see, there are no traces of other people's activities.

After entering the light gate, everyone will be randomly teleported to any place in the secret realm.

In this regard, Zongmen has already had countermeasures, setting up dozens of points on the map as meeting points, and everyone can find the closest point to themselves according to the map, so as to quickly meet with the same sect.

But there is no sun, moon and stars in this space, and there are no mountains, rivers and other landmarks nearby. He can't tell the difference between south, east and north, and he doesn't know which direction to go.

Now he can only choose a direction at will, and go out of this dense forest first.