Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Seeing Gu Wuming disappear before his eyes, Mo Fan felt inexplicably relieved, but also a little sighed.

He knew that this would probably be the last time he would meet this senior master.

But soon, the complicated emotions in his heart disappeared, and Mo Fan began to look at this so-called river of time.

This is a river as calm as a mirror, winding down in the distance, shrouded in mysterious mist above and below. Its source is unknown, and its end is even less known.

At the same time, Mo Fan also found that he was already in the river, but the water was very shallow where he was standing, only covering his ankles.

"There doesn't seem to be anything special about this long river of time."

Mo Fan muttered to himself, then lowered his head to look at the water surface, only to find that it was a little turbid. Not to mention the fish swimming around, even the bottom was hard to see.

Just as he was about to look away, some blurry figures gradually appeared on the turbid water surface.

Mo Fan looked intently and saw a mountain gate for practicing Buddhism, which was surrounded by countless cavalry. A practitioner flew out of the mountain gate on a sword, but the next moment he was shot into a hedgehog by countless sharp arrows.

Among the group of iron cavalry, large black flags were fluttering, with a blurry golden character embroidered on them.

Even Mo Fan took quite some time to figure out that the big golden character was the word "Qin".

"Is this... the army of the Great Qin of the Divine Realm?"

Mo Fan frowned slightly, and then said to himself: "Could this be what is happening in the outside world?"

"It is quite interesting that a mere mortal country like Daqin dares to go to war with a cultivation sect..."

As Mo Fan was thinking about it, the figure of Emperor Qin suddenly appeared in his mind.

"If this place can really show things from the outside world, it means that it is very likely that I can see a glimpse of the future!"

Mo Fan's heart was slightly moved. He had heard Di Yu mention the future many times when he killed him, but he had never really touched upon it.

Now that he had come to the long river of time, he suddenly had some enlightenment in his heart.

Perhaps what Di Yu meant by seeing the future was just seeing a corner of the future in the long river of time.

Mo Fan thought about it and looked downstream. As his sight shifted, scenes appeared one after another, like a passing visit. However, everything was extremely blurry, and it was difficult to see the appearance of any living creature.

Soon, Mo Fan saw a familiar figure.

It was a fire phoenix soaring into the sky and fighting with several celestial beings.

Then a blood moon appeared across the sky, strangling the gods.

There was also a giant turtle whose roar shook the heaven and earth, with a huge tower hanging above its head to protect it. It could not be hurt at all even if endless thunder fell on it.

Then I saw a majestic figure with two horns on his head being beheaded by a golden giant ape...

"This is……"

Mo Fan was shocked. Although it was difficult to see the face clearly, he had already guessed who that tall figure was.

But at this moment, the image on the water surface suddenly began to ripple, and then one after another demonic shadows were seen rampaging across the land, turning everything they passed into ruins. Countless human monks were torn to pieces, and there were even real dragons flying across the sky, roaring angrily to the sky. Magnificent cities were breached, blood flowed, and eventually they were all turned into ruins...

As Mo Fan's gaze continued to move downward, tragic scenes appeared in his eyes, as if the entire land of the Divine Realm was suffering an unprecedented disaster.

"Could it be that the celestial beings finally fought their way out?"

Mo Fan was shocked. If this was true, it would mean that all the cultivators in Feipeng Secret Realm would die!

Mo Fan gritted his teeth. He was unwilling to accept that the future he saw would be like this, so he continued to look down, only to see that the entire river of time was rippling, making the so-called future more and more blurred, and finally all disappeared before his eyes.

"call--"

Mo Fan suddenly opened his eyes and gasped in the sea of ​​flowers, with a hint of fear in his pupils.

"Mo Fan, what's wrong with you?"

Uncle Qian's voice rang in Mo Fan's mind, instantly bringing Mo Fan back to reality.

"I……"

Mo Fan opened his mouth, then looked around, then smiled bitterly and said, "I just dreamed that I appeared on a river and saw many tragic scenes."

"dream?"

Uncle Qian was obviously stunned, and then he said unhappily: "Everyone is in meditation, but you are just slacking off. Do you deserve the cultivation of this Immortal Lord?"

"..."

Mo Fan rolled his eyes immediately. He had just wanted to mention the matter of the River of Time to Uncle Qian, but after hearing what he said, he was too lazy to share it anymore.

What Mo Fan didn’t understand was that Master Gu was already dead, so how was he going to give him the reward he had promised?

boom!

At this moment, not far away, a powerful aura burst out, shocking many demon ancestors and making them look over.

"So that's how it is. I finally understand!"

Not far away, the Holy King Xuanwu showed a look of joy, and then wisps of golden light floated out from his body, gradually forming a huge golden shadow above his head.

It was a golden black turtle that was a thousand feet long!

“This is… the soul!!”

Even Mo Fan couldn't help but widen his eyes after seeing this scene.

The appearance of the primordial spirit meant that the Holy King Xuanwu had successfully taken that step and broken through to the holy realm!

Sure enough, after taking a look at the monsters below, the golden tortoise began to sink again. As it sank, its huge figure gradually shrank, and finally completely disappeared into the body of the Black Tortoise Saint King.

The Holy King Xuanwu opened his eyes and then stood up.

He took a step forward, and spiritual energy suddenly swarmed around him. The spiritual energy was so rich that it almost condensed into liquid, which shocked the nearby demon ancestors.

Gradually, the hunched body of the Holy King Xuanwu became tall and straight, and his black hair grew back and hung down to his waist.

Just one step away, the originally old Xuanwu Saint King was rejuvenated and youthful again, with a stronger aura than ever before!

"Congratulations, senior, for breaking through the Saint Realm!"

Mo Fan immediately stood up and bowed to him with a smile.

"Congratulations, Senior Xuanwu Saint King!!"

Seeing this, all the monsters stood up and congratulated him.

During the past few years, almost all of the demon ancestors have woken up from their meditation one after another, and their cultivation has basically improved, but none of them have made such a big breakthrough as the Black Tortoise Saint King, so they are very envious.

You must know that before this, in the entire Ten Thousand Mountains, only the White Tiger Saint King had broken through to the holy realm, and no other demon had reached this level.

Therefore, the breakthrough of the Holy King Xuanwu almost became the ceiling of the entire demon race.

"Why are you still calling me Xuanwu Saint King? I think we can all call Senior Xuanwu the Xuanwu True Saint from now on!"

"Yes, the title of True Saint is good! It suits Senior Xuanwu very well at this moment!!"

The monsters laughed loudly. Although they were envious, they also congratulated from the bottom of their hearts.

"I have been in the ancestral realm for more than a thousand years. I originally thought that my cultivation journey would end here, but I didn't expect to be able to break through at this moment."

Xuan Ming restrained his aura and spoke with deep emotion. He then looked at Mo Fan and said with gratitude, “Laibao boy, the reason why I was able to break through this time was all because of the opportunity you gave me. I owe you a huge favor!!”

"You are too kind, senior. They have accumulated enough experience, and we are just adding icing on the cake."

Mo Fan smiled slightly and did not take any credit for it.

"You are a very good kid, you suit my temper very well!"

"After this catastrophe is resolved, you can take away the wine in my Xuanwu Palace if you like it!"

Xuan Ming laughed loudly. He was very happy to have broken through the holy realm.

"Okay, you said it yourself, Senior. I won't be polite then!"

Mo Fan smiled and nodded, then turned his gaze to the fiery red figure not far away.

Now, among all the ancestral cultivators, she is the only one who has not yet awakened from her meditation.

Xuan Ming's breakthrough also gave Mo Fan great expectations for the Fire Phoenix Saint King.