Beyond Deep Space

Sure enough, as he guessed, the group of demons dissipated, leaving only the shadow of a demon behind him, roaring continuously.

On the high platform, the huge thousand-armed true god made a voice in the hazy light group: "Did you choose to become the thousand-armed true god?"

In an instant, both sides of Wang Xuan's body were densely packed, and two large arms grew out, all of which were dancing, making him dizzy just looking at it!

"No choice!" he said loudly, backing away quickly.

He saw that under the high platform, all those creatures were transforming, giving birth to many arms, and only seven creatures succeeded in the end.

There is only one old monk who is a real human being. He has eighteen arms, and his body is covered with light and mist, and he gradually fades away.

"Buddhism's three heads and six arms, thousand hands and so on, do they have such a history?" Wang Xuan wondered.

Under the high platform, all the other losers exploded, leaving no bones, only blood all over the ground.

Even though these are old things from ancient times, Wang Xuan was horrified to see it, it was too tragic, thousands of strong people of unknown levels all died.

This time, after the thousand-handed demon roared behind him, the shadow left on the ground completely disappeared!

Up to this moment, Wang Xuan had a solid foundation in his mind, and then he walked towards one high platform after another, constantly refusing, and the shadows of demons behind him became less and less.

"If you are willing to follow the path of our clan, all the top powerful clans in the world can be transformed into human forms, and can also show their true bodies, as you wish!"

On a grand high platform, the big demon in the purple light group spoke and said a few more words, it seemed to see that Wang Xuan cared about the human body.

"I don't want to!" Wang Xuan still refused, and soon, there was another demon shadow behind him!

Until a person appeared on a high platform, with immortal demeanor, surrounded by white mist, out of the dust and ethereal, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a true immortal.

"Would you like to leave... the magic road?" the man asked, with a gentle smile, and deliberately glanced at Wang Xuan.

Devil?This is still not a human race!

Moreover, at this time, Wang Xuan sensed a change in himself. His appearance did not change, but there was a roar inside.

He gasped, and the human demons looked like humans on the outside, but their internal structure was completely different. Of course, this was just the evolution of energy, and the flesh and blood remained unchanged.

At this point, Wang Xuan didn't think about it at all, and refused all the way, no matter whether they are in human form or not, these are monsters.

Even, later, a personal fairy clan was born.

After Wang Xuan carefully observed the inside, the inside of this creature has nothing to do with people.

He walked through hundreds of high platforms and saw many races in myths and legends, but he refused them all. In the end, there were no shadows of monsters behind him.

Wang Xuan looked at himself, although he was covered in blood, he was back to his human body.

"This is the secret path of the demon!"

Wang Xuan whispered, he rejected this secret path.

He smelled the scent of medicine, which came from the blood he bleed. Is it because the medicinal properties of the blood grapes that he ate were repelled?

What an unexpected change, it can be cleared like this!

Hundreds of high platforms are still there, but the densely packed creatures are gone, and the entire coast is quiet.

Wang Yang also calmed down, and the waves stopped hitting the sky, and the boat made of feathered bamboo came to the shore.

"Get on board!" Suddenly, someone said.

Wang Xuan was taken aback, it was too abrupt, he raised his head abruptly.

A man appeared on the golden bamboo boat, wearing a coir raincoat, holding a fishing rod made of feathered bamboo, sitting on the bow with his back to the coast.

He didn't really make a sound, but conveyed his meaning in spirit.

"Why do you want me on board?" Wang Xuan asked.

"Didn't you reject all kinds of top 'true body' paths?" The man was surprised.

Wang Xuan immediately understood that the "true body" he was talking about refers to the bodies of various creatures such as golden-winged rocs and human immortals, which are powerful enough!

"If you don't take the top-notch real body path, as a different kind, you can only take the path of becoming a human being, why don't you get on the boat?" The man in the coir raincoat still didn't turn around.

Wang Xuan felt that he was deceived by those aliens, and now he can be sure that this is indeed the secret path of demons!

He whispered: "As a human being, do you still want to board the boat?"

He didn't know what to do, what if this man was a big monster and swallowed him like blood?What I have experienced today is unimaginable.

The man remained calm, and still didn't turn his head. He said, "Human races and aliens can take the path of the true body of a demon, and naturally they can also take the path of transforming people. Even though you are a human, you should...you can still go."

No matter what Wang Xuan heard, he felt that this man was not so sure.

He gritted his teeth and decided to board the ship. He had seen all kinds of monsters and ghosts, so what else did he care about.

As a result, as soon as he approached the bamboo boat, the man immediately turned his back on it, and said: "I have been ferrying for so many years, and the people or monsters I have met are either like orchids or musk deer, or they have the fragrance of immortality, or the weakest ones, who have just become real. The souls of practitioners don't smell so bad."

When Wang Xuan heard this, he really wanted to beat him up!

However, he smelled it, and after escaping from the snake's belly, the smell on his body was indeed not washed away.

But this man is also too direct, so straightforward that people can't stand it.

"No, you're not a practitioner, you're just a mortal. How did you get in? You didn't die." The man spoke again.

Of course, every time he speaks, he actually expresses his meaning with spirit.

Wang Xuan immediately realized that when he just became a cultivator, he meant stepping into the extraordinary. In ancient times, this was just... the initial stage!

"Hey, it's interesting, you have a very strong internal scene factor in your body, so that's it." The man said, and then urged him to get on the boat.

"Your tutor ancestor actually took care of you as a mortal like this, leading you into the inner scene several times."

The man sighed, felt silently, and turned his head abruptly, saying: "Could it be that you got the inner scene treasure?"

"What is an inner scene treasure?" Wang Xuan asked.

"The ancestor-level powerhouse accidentally fell, and before he died, he refined a corner of the inner scene and melted it into the treasures of the real world to form a strange treasure."

Wang Xuan was moved, and said: "A reduced version of the inner scene?"

"You can also understand it in this way." The man nodded, and at this time, he had already turned around.

However, Wang Xuan didn't see his person, it was just a coir raincoat, and it was empty inside, only a faint mist lingered in the pitch black.

"Surprised?" The mist in the coir raincoat rippling, and then a vague man's face condensed.

He sighed: "Long years have passed, where can there be any living people and monsters? Everything is just to keep the contract. In your words, it means that the extraordinary power is leading, ferrying, and guarding here. I am just a remnant extraordinary power."

He communicated with Wang Xuan briefly, and gradually became familiar with modern language.

"In this case, I can take you to trade. I think someone will be very interested in the Neijing Strange Treasure."

Having said this, he emitted a faint light, and the bamboo boat moved and began to cross the sea.

"Who is the deal with?" Wang Xuan asked with a frown. This ferryman was too mysterious.

"I'll be there soon." Like a ray of light, the bamboo boat crossed the endless sea, and finally came to the depths of the ocean.

He inadvertently glanced at the dagger on Wang Xuan's body, and said, "This dagger seems to have some tricks, do you want to trade it with me?"

Although he was careless, Wang Xuan had an instinctive intuition that this short sword should be much more precious than what he said.

"Not for now." He refused.

The man nodded and said, "According to some kind of agreement left a long time ago, I will bring you here, and you can trade with them."

"Where is the person?" Wang Xuan didn't see anyone.

"Wait patiently." The ferryman shook his hands, shaking the fishing rod made of feathered bamboo, and then swung it violently, and the fishing line and hook flew into the sky under the moonlit night.

Wang Xuan was speechless, this one is going to fish in the sky?

Then he found that the fishing line and hook hadn't really fallen, and he didn't know where it was hanging.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the midair lit up, and a hazy halo appeared.

Wang Xuan was shocked, what did he see?In the big screen, there seems to be Lie Xian in it!

How did the ferryman throw his pole and catch it behind the big screen?What level of monster is he? It should be at the feathered level!

"Someone is very interested and wants to trade with you," said the ferryman.

Wang Xuan had a lot of questions and wanted to ask for advice, but now he held back all of them, because he was afraid of dealing with those creatures who left big holes in ancient times.

As a result, the ferryman seems to have contacted Lie Xian for him, and wants to come and trade with him!

Chapter 150 Trading with Lie Xian

The sky is deep, and the bright moon casts soft brilliance that is as hazy as thin smoke. The magnificent sea surface undulates slightly, shattering the shadow of the moon, and rippling a little bit of gold.

"I don't have an inner scene treasure on me." Wang Xuan said, he didn't want to meet the creature that might be Lie Xian.

Even through the big screen, he is afraid, that kind of creature is unfathomable.

After experiencing the incident of the female fairy in red, he didn't dare to easily enter the interior sites left by those people in ancient times.

"It's okay, meeting is fate. This ship has been deserted for many years, and it's rare for people to board it again. It's fine to come here to chat casually, maybe there will be a chance to cooperate with them."

The ferryman was easy to talk to, and then he glanced at Wang Xuan's short sword again, and said, "Besides, you also have pretty good utensils on you."

There was no wind and waves in the sea, and the bamboo boat stood still.The ferryman sat on the bow of the boat with a fishing rod in his hand, looking at the void.

The curtain is approaching, and it is slowly sinking from mid-air, gradually leveling with the sea level, with a mist attached, it is not far away.

The feathered bamboo boat is connected with the big screen by a fishing line, and there is a faint brilliance flowing.

"Someone wants to cooperate with your tutor, and is willing to send a feather-level scripture." The ferryman turned around and said.There was no one in the coir raincoat, it was pitch black, only mist filled the air.

It was such a big deal, Wang Xuan had to sigh.

If he doesn't know the truth, he will be tempted.

But on the crescent moon, he saw the end of the master of the one sect in the depths of the moon crater, and now he only felt horrified to hear this kind of transaction.

He immediately woke up, these creatures were terrifying, they wanted to hunt the ancestor of a sect when they came up!

"My family tutor is in closed door, and I don't think I will be able to come out for a short time." Wang Xuan responded in a low-key and serious manner.

In this place, he didn't dare to mess around, his expression was serious and sincere.

The ferryman nodded, and said: "Well, someone heard that you resolutely gave up all kinds of top-notch 'true body' roads. After many years, you became another boarder. They think you are good and want to teach you."

"Are there any conditions?" Wang Xuan asked cautiously.

Ancient feather-level powerhouses imparted secret techniques, and if it was passed on, many practitioners would probably go crazy!

"Enter the world behind the curtain to study for three years, and you will do three things for him in the future." Said the ferryman in coir raincoat.

"The patriarch is here, so I won't travel far. I don't know if he can successfully take that step after being closed to the death. I dare not stay away." Wang Xuan said solemnly.

The ferryman smiled and said nothing.

Wang Xuan was puzzled and asked, "Can people like me in the world of mortals also enter the world behind the big screen?"

"Your spiritual consciousness can enter temporarily, but it is difficult for the physical body."

After Wang Xuan heard this response, his heart throbbed. If he really wanted to go in, would he be the one who came out again?

He felt that this was too passive, and said, "As a low-level monk, I guess there is nothing that can be seen by the former sages. Why don't you ask all the seniors if you have any unfulfilled wishes in this world? Look at me. Can you help and how can you cooperate?"

The people behind the curtain fell silent after hearing the ferryman's narration, and those unfathomable creatures seemed to be thinking of some old things in the past, reminiscing and remembering them.

There was fog in front of the big screen, and it never dispersed, so they couldn't see their true faces.

"Someone asked you, can your family teacher kill the black prison bird at the level of the earth fairy?"

Wang Xuan has a big head, and asked Wang Jiaozu to kill that damn black prison bird, what a joke!

He shook his head and declined, really unable to agree.

Ferry said: "That's a pity. It's rare for someone to ask your tutor ancestor to kill this kind of creature below the feather level. It is an easier task to complete."

Wang Xuan was speechless. To kill an Earth Immortal is a task with a low degree of difficulty?

But thinking about the origins of these people, it is also understandable.

"That senior is so powerful, why didn't he kill the enemy himself?" Wang Xuan asked.

Ferry humanely said: "That Earth Immortal was separated from him by several ages, and his dojo was destroyed in later generations, so he is not angry."

Wang Xuan was in a trance, turned into a fairy queen, and even his own back was copied, which is miserable enough.

At the same time, he was vigilant. After entering the big screen, he was too unfree, and completely lost his influence on the present world.