The villain is right beside me

"I have never understood why there are different levels between the sects." Mu Qing asked puzzledly.

"Of course it depends on the strength of the sect. To be able to be called a sect means that there must be at least one ancestor in the Infant Transformation Realm in the sect." The little sister looked around and said, "Don't tell anyone about this."

"Infant Transformation Realm!" Mu Qing exclaimed.

"Keep your voice down..."

The current Mu Qing is no longer a newbie in the world of immortal cultivation. When he first saw the headmaster, he already felt that his cultivation was unfathomable, but the headmaster was only at the platform-building stage.

Although he had never seen a master in the Lunhai Realm, he was familiar with the ancestors in this sect. All of them were capable of turning the tide and dominating a region.

He didn't even dare to think about the Infant Transformation Realm, at least not yet.

"So that's how it is. The other sects don't have the qualifications because they don't have a powerful backer. What are the other six sects?" Mu Qing asked.

The junior sister counted on her fingers, "Falling Flower Sect, Fengyue Sect, Secret Method Sect, Demon Fairy Sect, Xingxiu Sect, and Taixuan Sword Sect. These are not worth mentioning, you don't have to take them seriously."

Mu Qing memorized the names of these sects and said with emotion: "There are so many sects in Yunlan Country. What are they like outside Yunlan Country?"

The junior sister was silent for a moment, then picked up a piece of paper, drew a circle on it, and pointed, saying, "This world is very big. For example, this circle can be divided into five parts, which are five large domains. The large domain we are in is divided into seven continents. In this continent alone, there are countless dynasties and territories, and wars are waged from time to time."

"Now you understand, our Piao Miao Sect only occupies half of Yunlan Country's fairyland. We are only in a tiny place, a corner."

Mu Qing had seen the map of Yunlan Country, and found that its area was approximately as large as the three northeastern provinces of his hometown.

But there are many such small countries in a continent, and even a larger country like China.

It turns out that this is the whole world.

Mu Qing asked curiously: "Then, how big is this entire continent?"

The junior sister said, "I don't know either. Anyway, it is very big. Even a cultivator at the Infant Transformation stage cannot travel around the entire world in his entire life."

Mu Qing looked at the map, thoughtful.

This world must be larger than Earth, with a larger land area.

If this world is a planet, then when will he be able to fly out of it?

Even if he flew out, where could he go?

Ascension...

Rumor has it that those who ascend to the immortal world can go to another world? ! They can travel across space!

Become an immortal! Only become an immortal!

"Hey, hey! What are you daydreaming about?" The little sister waved her fingers in front of his eyes. Her slender little hand was as white as jade.

I want to go to heaven...

Mu Qing said nonchalantly: "I wonder if you will ascend to the Immortal Realm after reaching the Void Dao Realm."

The junior sister was startled, and said indifferently: "Maybe, don't think about it."

"What do you mean?"

“No one knows what realm is above the Void Dao and what it is like, but as far as I know, ascending to the Immortal Realm has not happened for tens of thousands, no, hundreds of thousands of years.” The junior sister held her chin and said indifferently.

"What did you say?" Mu Qing said excitedly, "No one has ascended! Explain clearly! Did it not happen, or did it not happen?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Anyway, I have looked up ancient history books and have never seen any immortal cultivators ascend to heaven. Perhaps I am too ignorant. But even if there was a history, it is not something you and I can achieve. Because it is too difficult. Do you know that just for the Golden Pool Conference, thousands of disciples from the entire sect are vying for this spot? Even if there is this spot, among the elites sent by various sects, only ten people can get a Dragon Transformation Pill through fighting and be cleansed in the Golden Pool. The Dragon Transformation Pill can only help you increase the chance of building a platform by 20 to 30%. In addition to the assistance of a large number of elixirs and sect resources, how many of these ten people can successfully build a platform?"

The junior sister spoke in a deep voice, "Since ancient times, countless geniuses have died on the road to becoming immortals. Some died on the road while competing for opportunities, some died in battles, and some died in countless disasters... There are more than millions. There are tens of thousands of disciples in Piao Miao Sect, but among so many people, only less than a hundred can successfully build a platform. Among all the cultivators in the platform-building realm in the entire Yunlan Kingdom, only a few can be promoted to the wheel sea realm. I'm not trying to discourage you. Becoming an immortal is like this. You can only stand at the top by stepping on the corpses of others."

Mu Qing was silent for a long time.

Until the junior sister suddenly said, "My name is Yunxi." He didn't know whether he heard it or not, and she left.

After a long while, Lao Wang comforted him: "Don't think too much. If the path to becoming an immortal is not difficult, why would so many people want to seek a chance to become an immortal?"

Mu Qing smiled faintly and said calmly, "That's right."

Tang Monk had to go through 81 difficulties to obtain the scriptures, so how could I give up so easily?

Outside the area of ​​​​Piaomiao Sect, a figure was like a walking corpse, supported by an amazing will, and was now staggering towards the sect.

He held a jade slip in his hand and walked step by step. His clothes were torn and his body was extremely thin, as if his blood was almost dried up. Even his vision was blurred. He didn't know how long he had walked until he took a step. His whole body trembled violently, as if he had come out of the water. His lifeless eyes suddenly showed a strong spirit at that moment.

"Finally... we're here..."

He was none other than Si Si Minghai who had been missing for months. His lips were so dry that he could not utter a complete sentence. At this moment, he held the jade slip in his hand with a trembling hand. The jade slip, which had been silent for days, suddenly vibrated at this moment, as if an invisible passage passed through all spaces and connected him and the sect... together.

"Disciple Si Minghai... is back... back home..." After Si Minghai heard the news, his whole body suddenly collapsed. He sat there, looking back at the world behind him, tears streaming down his face.

The past six months have been so hard to endure, as if I had gone through a life-and-death experience.

Less than a few minutes after the sound transmission jade slip flew into the sect, a teleportation gate suddenly opened and appeared outside the Piaomiao Sect. A burly old man in a black robe and with a grim face walked out of it.

When this old man appeared, everything around him seemed to stop, even the air seemed to freeze.

He took a step forward, his figure flashed, and a gust of wind blew up, causing the ground within a radius of a hundred miles to tremble and gullies to appear.

When the old man came to Si Minghai, he saw him lying on the ground in a miserable state, with anxiety in his eyes. He gently helped him up and gave him a pill.

Si Minghai slowly opened his eyes. He looked dazed at first, but after seeing the old man, he finally seemed to relax. Excitement filled his whole body.

"Ancestor..."

"Don't talk, go home." The old man asked him to be quiet. At this time, he also had many questions to ask, but the most important thing was to quickly recover his strength.

Senior Brother Si Minghai is back!

The disciples who were sent out to look for him spread the news throughout the sect.

Si Minghai is not only the last disciple of the sect's ancestor, but also the most anticipated talent in the sect.

I heard that Si Minghai was seriously injured when he came back, and his physical strength was exhausted, so he was recuperating. Some disciples who had a good relationship with him wanted to take the opportunity to visit him and give him a helping hand.

During the time Si Minghai was away, no one knew what happened except him.

A few days later, Si Minghai, who had almost recovered, was summoned to the cave by the ancestor. No one knew what was said.

One day and night...

Si Minghai gazed at the bright moon hanging high in the sky. At this moment, there seemed to be a trace of blood in his eyes.

This blood color is so similar to eclipse!

"I haven't eaten or drunk anything these days, and have been dealing with corpses and flesh all day long. This has allowed me to reach my limit and understand the secret technique on the murals. This secret technique is too terrifying and must not be known to anyone." Si Minghai swore secretly in his heart.

"But there are some patterns that seem to be spiritual patterns. I can't understand them. It would be best if I could find a disciple who understands spiritual patterns to help me study them. Well, I remember that Junior Sister Yixuan on Tianfu Peak is a genius in spiritual patterns. Let's go ask her."

Si Minghai went around the mountain. He didn't want others to know, so he avoided most of the disciples and came to the foot of Tianfu Peak. But when he raised his head, he was stunned.

"What...what is this? How is this possible?" Si Minghai wondered if he had seen it wrong. He rubbed his eyes. Before he left, there were seven lotus marks on the Lingwen Tower. How come after he came back, it turned into this...what mark? A little man and a small mountain...what does it mean?

Moreover, it is the first among the Nine Towers that has never been seen before!

How is it possible? After he left the sect, a new spiritual pattern genius appeared! A genius who is even more powerful than Junior Sister Yixuan's spiritual pattern attainments!

He asked a disciple who this person was, and the man said with a look of contempt.

"Ignorance, this is the masterpiece of the Immortal Mark Master! The Immortal Mark Master is the role model of our spiritual mark lineage! He created the unprecedented first in the Nine Towers! This happened not long ago, and you didn't even know about it."

Although he was despised, Si Minghai was not angry. Instead, he asked, "Who is this Immortal Pattern Master?"

"I don't know about this. No one knows. Look at that man and that mountain, so they are called immortals. We all call him the Immortal Pattern Master. The Immortal Pattern Master has never shown his face, and he can be called the number one mysterious figure in our sect. But... hehe, it is said that he once refined a lot of snow pattern swords in the Refining Spirit Hall. That is his masterpiece! Every one of our outer disciples has a black iron sword, but he was able to refine it into a top-grade treasure for the Refining Spirit!"

Si Minghai grasped the key point. He had appeared in the Soul Refining Hall, so the elder in charge of the Soul Refining Hall should not be unaware of the situation.

He began to develop a keen interest in this master of fairy patterns. He knew about Junior Sister Yixuan's talent for fairy patterns, but if there were anyone among her peers who could surpass her in attainment in fairy patterns, there would probably be very few of them, and it should not be difficult to find them.

Si Minghai went to the Soul Refining Hall instead.