Douluo's rebirth An Lan

Where is the Xuanxian refining medicine?Ye Yufeng was slightly shocked.

Those who can be called "mysterious immortals" are already relatively advanced beings among immortals. They are immortal and immortal. Not to mention transcending the world of mortals, they also have endless magical powers and can travel through all the heavens. The world is just idle.

When immortals refine medicine, they naturally also make elixirs of longevity and immortality. One can imagine the preciousness of the medicine residues.Even, under the influence of the medicinal energy and the laws of immortality, the place where the immortals refine medicine has become immortal.

"Can we enter a place like that?"

Ye Yufeng asked.

"No problem. I have my own way to open the door. However, the Immortal Palace has set restrictions and everyone can only enter once."

Ye Muli replied.

"In that immortal palace, there are the mysterious laws of the ancient immortals, which can allow people to go through hundreds of reincarnations. Each life is like reality. You can deduce the skills, perform magical powers, and even attack the realm. How powerful are you? It doesn’t matter, if you die you will be resurrected.”

Ye Muli explained.

"So amazing?"

Ye Yufeng was shocked. After hundreds of lives, every life seemed real?Can you be resurrected after death?Is this what immortals do?

There are many techniques that ordinary people do not dare to practice easily, and some cultivation methods do not dare to be tried because they are too overbearing and dangerous.But if you can resurrect infinitely, then there is no need to worry, you can just deduce the impact at will.

No wonder, the disciples of Immortal's sect are so powerful, far beyond the ordinary monks in the world of mortals.

"Is that Xuanxian the Great Emperor Tianxun?"

Ye Yufeng suddenly asked.

"No. The Xuanxian is a later comer. He set up a dojo here to commemorate the heroic deeds of his ancestors."

Ye Muli shook his head and said.Of course, the Xuanxian's achievements were almost as good as those of Emperor Tianxun back then.

Under the guidance of Ye Muli, several people flew into a grand dojo. It was indeed full of atmosphere. Suzakus and white tigers greeted them. Dragons were entrenched on stone pillars thousands of miles high. Immortal energy turned into planets, suspended in the sky. It rotates in the sky, subtly transforming the energy in all directions.

Among those fairy stars, there are also creatures born, and huge ephemeral creatures are floating among them. Any one of them is very powerful and can move across the universe.

The most bizarre thing is that the buildings in this dojo will change their orientation every time. The layout of the dojo is changing almost every moment and has no final shape.

If you are an ordinary person, you cannot figure out the laws of change. If you want to find a building, you may not be able to find it even if you wander around for 1000 years.

"arrive!"

Ye Muli led a few people to a wide square and saw a not-so-high palace with a magnificent statue of the emperor standing next to it.

It was an ancient monk with a high crown and strange attire, his hands behind his back, and his eyes filled with majestic wisdom that penetrated time and space.Behind the ancient monk, there are 24 worlds that rotate, which seem to contain some strange rules.

Ye Muli came to the front of the palace, bowed three times towards the palace door, and the palace door suddenly opened.

"This should be okay?"

Ye Yufeng felt a little surprised. He originally thought that Ye Muli had mastered some kind of secret method or rules that could open this mysterious ancient palace. Unexpectedly, after just three bows, the door opened.

"Sincerity is spirit."

Ye Muli smiled lightly without explaining too much.

"There are tests in this ancient palace, but with your strength there should be no problem. Go ahead, I'll wait for you outside!"

After Ye Muli finished speaking, he turned around outside the ancient palace and sat down cross-legged.

"Senior, have you ever been in?"

"I've been in there. There is a secret method that I didn't learn completely. It took me many years and countless trials and errors to successfully obtain the complete text."

Ye Muli said.

Ye Yufeng nodded and walked into the hall together with An Lan and others.As soon as they entered the Immortal Palace, the three of them felt that the stars were shifting before their eyes, and they each appeared in a separate space. In front of them, lying on the ground were skeletons left over from ancient times. They didn't know what years left them. The clothes were rotting.

"Boom!"

The magic circle on the ground glowed, and a flying sword appeared in the sky, like the legendary Zhuxian Sword, shining with a strange red light, and slashed towards An Lan.

This sword is extremely sharp. Not to mention a monk at An Lan's level, even a master at the Fachen stage would have a hard time resisting it, and he might die directly.No wonder, there are so many skeletons lying on the ground, obviously all of them are practitioners who have failed the test and died.

"when!"

However, An Lan just flicked it out with one finger, and the Immortal Killing Sword that could threaten Fa Chenqi's life was shattered on the spot and dissipated in the void.

If calculated based on the combat power of the same level, An Lan's combat power has long been unbelievable and incredible. A trace of pure fire flowing out of the crystal sky can burn a hundred or a thousand monks of the Zifu stage. into ashes.

Even if all the people who had been to this immortal palace were put together, they would not be An Lan's opponent in this realm and would be directly pushed past.

"Buzzing......"

The surrounding walls glowed, revealing ancient murals. There were real dragons reaching out their claws from the clouds, and ancient gods holding the sun, moon and stars in their palms.

After a while, a strong white light flashed across the entire space, and An Lan's consciousness left the stone chamber space.

"Sir, your tea is here!"

An Lan found himself sitting in a noisy teahouse. A waiter came forward with tea and placed it on An Lan's table.

The architectural style and the clothes of passers-by here are all very different from the world of Chengxian Road, but they give An Lan an unparalleled sense of familiarity.

"Good guy, you actually let me return to the Netherworld!"

An Lan smiled and instantly understood the situation in front of him.This fairy palace actually relied on its own memory to create an alien time and space that was half virtual and half real.Of course, some deep memories cannot be searched in this Immortal Palace.

"An Lan, come on, play chess!"

A young man came in from the outside with a smile, holding a chessboard, placed the chessboard on the table, took a sip of tea, and dropped a sunspot.

An Lan glanced at the young man and smiled, with a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.This was one of his childhood memories. The two had known each other since they were young, talked about everything, and had an extremely deep relationship.

Unfortunately, during the "Immortal Tribulation", this young man was also buried in the ruins, and only An Lan survived.

In the beginning, the two of them often played chess, drank and chatted. When they had free time from homework, they would move a chessboard to the teahouse and sit there for half a day, and they became familiar with the waiter in the teahouse.After An Lan entered the road of cultivation, he often recalled the time spent in the fragrance of tea. Many years later, he returned to the ruins of the teahouse and let out a sigh.

After half a stick of incense, the young man opposite surrendered and let out a strange cry: "Damn it, An Lan, are you possessed by some monster?"

Originally, his chess ability was only half a point inferior to An Lan's, but now he had no power to resist, and he was immediately killed and suffered a huge defeat.

"I am satisfied to see you once."

An Lan stood up and disappeared into a ray of light in the young man's horrified eyes.

An Lan returned to the mountain gate not far from the city and saw his parents and young sister from a distance.Although the mountain sect where An Lan was born also had a cultivation heritage, it was not very powerful, even slightly inferior to the Mingchuan sect.His father, the headmaster of the sect, only had the cultivation level of the Zifu period.

At this time, An Lan was originally a scholar who gave up martial arts and studied literature.Not to mention the realm, he has barely condensed a trace of true energy, he is a pure mortal.

His sister was actually very talented in cultivating Taoism and became the hope of the entire small sect.If there hadn't been that disaster, maybe she would have become the female headmaster of the sect and promoted this small sect to greatness.

Unfortunately, that disaster turned everything into nothing.When he returned to the sect, he only saw a piece of blood-stained clothes, pressed under the broken tiles.