Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Countless huge stone tablets stand in a huge open area, occupying most of the plain like a stone formation.

In the very center of the open area, there is a huge bone tower made of bones, which is thousands of feet high!

On the top of the bone tower, there was a figure sitting cross-legged. It was none other than the master of the Wuming Temple on the Upside-Down Mountain, the ancient Wuming who was known as the best person in the world of Jiuzhou.

Behind Gu Wuming stood an elderly figure, who was looking up slightly at the huge funnel-shaped vortex ripples in the sky with a very solemn expression.

"Master, do you think we can win this time?" the old man asked in a deep voice.

"We can only win!"

Gu Wuming answered, then pointed his finger at his forehead and said calmly: "We cultivators can be greedy for life and afraid of death, but for the sake of all living beings in Jiuzhou, we can also burn this body without hesitation!

If we win, we can bring another thousand years of peace to the world!

If I lose, I will be buried here. It won't be lonely to be with the sages!"

After he finished speaking, a brilliant light suddenly bloomed from between his eyebrows, and golden particles shot out from his eyebrows, illuminating the sky above the Bone Plain, and transformed into golden formations that appeared in this world.

hum-

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the sky.

Golden beams of light appeared on the platforms, and when they converged, the figures on them were revealed.

On one of the array platforms, Mo Fan felt his eyelids light up and he subconsciously opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he saw golden formation platforms floating in the sky, and in each of these formation platforms there was a figure, all of them were the great monsters from the ancestral realm of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

But soon his attention was attracted by a huge bone tower in the distance.

It was a bone tower made of countless white bones, taller than an ordinary mountain, and at the top of the tower there were two old men.

One of them was sitting cross-legged on the top of the tower, wearing a green Taoist robe and a scruffy beard, looking like an unkempt Taoist who didn't care about his appearance.

His snow-white temples fluttered in the wind. It was none other than Gu Wuming whom I had met before.

However, this time it was obviously not a Dharma body, but a real body with flesh and blood.

The other person was an old man with white hair and a youthful face, wearing a white gown and a head full of distinctive braids. Just standing there, he seemed to have a special air of elegance.

Mo Fan didn’t know who the old man was, but since he could be with the best person in the world, he must be no ordinary person.

He subconsciously used his blue eyes' magical power, but in the end he could only see that they were human cultivators and could not figure out their cultivation level at all.

This shocked Mo Fan, who murmured, "Now that I am in the middle stage of the Ancestral Realm, I can see through the cultivation of cultivators within a larger realm, but I can't see through them. Could it be that their cultivation has already surpassed the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm?"

This speculation shocked Mo Fan.

The human race's divine transformation realm is equivalent to the demon race's holy realm. Those who can step into this realm are already extraordinary, not to mention the cultivators who have gone far in this realm.

This reminded him of what the Holy King Xuanwu had said before.

"The monks of Upside-Down Mountain are the strongest in the world. They always stand at the top of the world!"

If Mo Fan’s understanding of this sentence was not very deep at the beginning, now he finally felt the value of this sentence personally.

Then, he looked down, only to see that the ground below was a plain of bones. The area was so large that it was difficult to see the end at a glance.

There are also countless huge stone tablets in this plain. However, when he mobilized his magic power in his eyes and looked into the distance, he found that there were names engraved on these stone tablets.

The tomb of Dugu Jin, the ancestor of the Wuliang Sect of the human race!

The tomb of Song Qingtian, the ancestor of the human race’s Huangquan Sect!

The tomb of Liu Yiyi, the ancestor of the human race’s Xianyin Sect!

The tomb of Lu Changkong, the ancestor of the Ghost Flame Sect of the human race!

The tomb of Situ Zhihei, the ancestor of the human race’s Hundred Ghosts Sect!

The tomb of Mantong, the ancestor of the human race’s beast taming sect!

……

Each of the stone tablets bears the names of the sect's ancestors, which makes Mo Fan's scalp tingle.

This is not a stone tablet, it is clearly a tombstone!

No, even if it is a tombstone, there should be a tomb behind it, but there is not even a mound of earth here, only endless white bones.

Occasionally, one can see some broken swords and rusty magic weapons among the piles of bones.

For a moment, a feeling of desolation arose spontaneously, causing Mo Fan to feel an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

He took a deep breath and continued to look at the stone tablets, and finally saw some familiar names of sects.

The tomb of Qin Bingyun, the ancestor of the water lineage of the human race’s Tianxuan Holy Land!

The tomb of Qu Yan, the ancestor of the fire lineage of the human race’s Tianxuan Holy Land!

The tomb of Ji Haolong, the ancestor of the human race’s gold lineage in the Tianxuan Holy Land!

The tomb of Ji Yaoguang, the ancestor of the human race’s Tianxing Holy Land!

The tomb of Mu Tianxuan, the ancestor of the human race’s Tianxing Holy Land!

The Human Race’s Tianxing Holy Land…Shenwu Sect…Huangxuan Valley…Tianlu Holy Land…Zhengyi Sect…

The tomb of Su Can, the ancestor of the Su family in the human race’s Penglai Holy City!

The tomb of Wang Yanglong, the ancestor of the Wang family in the Holy City of Abbot of the Human Race!

The tomb of Lord Bai Long, the ancestor of the Bai family in the demon clan’s Yingzhou holy city!

The tomb of the demon troll god!

The tomb of the demon clan’s mountain-moving god!

The tomb of the giant spirit god of the demon clan!

The tomb of the Teng Snake ancestor of the demon clan!

monsters...

Here are not only the tombstones of powerful human beings, but also the tombstones of powerful monsters!

Mo Fan's mind was shaken again. He looked into the distance and found that such tombstones occupied almost the vast majority of the Bone Plain, no less than 100,000! !

Not only Mo Fan, but also the Giant Spirit Saint King and other Saint Kings were all shocked by the tombstones below, and they could not recover for a long time.

Mo Fan withdrew his gaze and looked upwards, only to find that the sky-high pattern running across the sky was clearly visible, as if it had turned into a huge funnel cloud, and the ripples were shocking.

This place is exactly below the Tongtian Pattern!

"Welcome all fellow Taoists to Feipeng Secret Realm!"

At this time, Gu Wuming's voice faintly resounded through heaven and earth, causing all the monsters to come back to their senses. They all subconsciously looked towards Gu Wuming on the thousand-foot-high tower of bones.

"This is Feipeng Secret Realm, which was once a continent in this world and was extremely prosperous. There were countless creatures living here. They once had a country, a home, and aspirations and dreams.

An emperor of our human race once walked out from this place and ruled over a prosperous era.

Unfortunately, in a certain era in ancient times, countless celestial beings descended to the mortal world, the Human Emperor died in battle, countless lives were lost, and blood was shed, so that this prosperous continent in the world was turned into a land of bones.

In order to commemorate that battle, our Jiuzhou ancestors used the magic of the gods to hide this place from the world, and erected tombstones without graves for the ancestors who died in the calamity between heaven and man.

Later, a forest of steles gradually formed here. All the predecessors who died in the catastrophes for the sake of the nine continents would leave their names here.

Just to let us, the monks, see them one day, to know their names, and to know that there were such predecessors who sacrificed their lives for our present!

Among them are powerful men of my human race, as well as the elders of your demon race.

When the flood broke through the dam, they had selfish thoughts and fears, but in the end they chose to shoulder the banner of justice without hesitation and fight for all the people in Jiuzhou..."