Prehistoric.

Human Immortal Formation, Wubao.

In the small courtyard, in the main room, many human beings are surrounding "Gu Miao". "Immortal magic?"

"Li Yi", "Kong Meng", "Mo Gui", "Fu Qiong", "Zi Sai", "Chang Xian" and others all looked surprised.

"Chang Xian" immediately said with confusion: "Pei Ling said that now that the rules of heaven have changed, normal magic can no longer be used."

"I also tried it myself on the way here."

"The Holy Tower's [Universal Joy], the Holy Sect's [Golden Coffin Burial], and the Holy Manor's [Return to Come] are all no longer able to be used normally."

Hearing this, "Gu Miao" didn't have any surprises and said slowly: "Those magical arts are indeed no longer usable."

"However, [Universal Joy], [Golden Coffin Burial] and [Return to Come] are actually not normal magical arts!"

"According to the information I have learned from our ancestors, our human race divides immortal arts into three types."

"The first one is the Taoist Immortal Technique."

"Immortal magic is the magic of immortals. It is a magic that can only be used by sentient beings after they become immortals."

"This type of magic contains the power of Tiangang. When it is performed, Tiangang is poured into it, so it is extremely powerful."

"The second one is the magic that goes against Tiangang."

"All magical arts that do not abide by the Heavenly Code, violate the Heavenly Code, and can be performed before becoming an immortal...are all included in this list."

"The magic that goes against Tiangang and lacks the power of Tiangang is much weaker than the magic of Dao!"

"[Universal Joy], [Golden Coffin Burial] and [Return to Come], are all like this!"

"The third type is Chaos Immortal Technique!"

"This kind of magic, from the source to the concept, from the concept to the process, from the process to the result... is the opposite of Tiangang!"

"Essentially, this type of magic does not violate the heavenly principles, but the way of heaven!" "Chaos magic and the second kind of magic that violates the heavenly principles are, in a certain sense, very similar."

"Except for my human race, in the eyes of all foreign immortals, chaos magic is also a type of magic that violates Tianzang."

"However, the Chaos Immortal Technique contains the power of Hongmeng Chaos at the beginning of time, and its power far exceeds the power of the Immortal Technique that violates Tiangang!"

"Now that the rules of heaven have changed, the only magic that cannot be used is those that violate Tiangang."

"As for the Dao Immortal Technique and the Chaos Immortal Technique, they are not affected at the moment." "What I received this time is the Dao Immortal Technique!"

"According to the definition of heaven, this is normal magic."

As he said that, "Gu Miao" flicked his robe sleeves, and nine jade slips with ancient color and vicissitudes of life immediately appeared in front of everyone, rising and falling slowly.

His thoughts moved slightly, and the jade slips fell into the hands of the nine people one after another like swallows throwing themselves into the forest.

"Gu Miao" looked at the crowd and solemnly said: "Only immortals can perform the great magic."

"However, the war is about to begin!"

"Even if your cultivation is only Mahayana now, you may not be able to become an immortal by then!" "Watch it quickly now so that you can master it immediately after becoming an immortal!"

Hearing this, "Li Yi" and others nodded, and immediately picked up the jade slips and quickly checked them.

It didn't take long for them to memorize all these magical skills.

At this time, "Chang Xian" asked again: "The magic of Taoism cannot be practiced by immortals."

"Can we practice the Chaos Immortal Technique?"

"Gu Miao" immediately shook his head and said seriously: "Chaos Immortal Technique has no cultivation limit."

"However, even a true immortal who practices chaos magic can easily become a crippled immortal!"

"As far as I know, there is only one person in the entire prehistoric human race who has successfully mastered a chaotic magic!"

Hearing this, "Chang Xian" frowned slightly, but quickly recovered and asked quickly: "Which ancestor is it?"

"Gu Miao"'s voice was full of reverence: "The ancient human race, the strongest one now..."

"The beginningless ancestor!"

***

On Zhiyin Peak, red rock formations stack up like a surging sea of ​​blood. In the distance, giant trees stand towering, and immortals look like clouds.

As the strong wind roared, three figures appeared in their robe sleeves.

Listening to the explanation of the founder of "Reincarnation", Pei Ling secretly felt relieved. In other words, when the war begins, he only needs to take the Mahayana of Panya Realm and rush to Jianmu, and then everything else will be done with him.

Doesn't matter.

Even if He steps onto the building tree with his front feet and the human race cuts the building wood off with his hind legs, it will not affect His ability to climb the building tree and Xiaju ascend...

However, with His current situation, even if he climbs onto Jianmu and enters the upper realm, he still doesn’t know if he can return to his original years...

Just as I was thinking about it, a deep and cold voice suddenly came. "All living beings are constantly benefiting, and there is a real opportunity for transformation."

"Now that I have glimpsed the secret, I will search endlessly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure in linen clothes appeared quietly on the top of the mountain.

His robes are seamless and without lines, his breath is pure, and his demeanor is majestic, like a towering mountain or a surging whale wave, majestic and immeasurable!

As soon as he appeared, he was lined up with the three of them, standing just to the right of Pei Ling.

The person who came stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were like lightning, focusing on Jianmu in the distance, and asked calmly: "The others haven't arrived yet?"

"Samsara" and "Han An" didn't seem to be surprised by his appearance. "Samsara" briefly replied: "Soon."

Pei Ling came to his senses immediately, and the person next to him... was another ancestor of the Nine Sects!

His attire is simple, and his temperament seems to be slightly similar to the senior "Fu Qiong" of the Chongming Sect.

He is the founder of Chongming Sect!

With a flash of thought in his mind, Pei Ling immediately turned around, saluted the ancestor of the human race who had just appeared, and said with great respect: "Disciple Pei Ling, I have met Senior Chongming!"

"Chongming" turned his head, looked at Pei Ling, nodded slightly, and said calmly: "Since you know my Taoist name and call yourself a disciple, you must be destined to be with me in the future!"

"The war is about to begin, but there is still some time before the war officially begins. "Come with me!"

"First meet the fallen immortals from the foreign race!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling was startled. After he realized what he was doing, he immediately said, "Senior, Senior Samsara just reminded me that in this battle, I cannot take action."

"Chongming" shook his head and said quietly: "I'm just meeting those fallen immortals, not killing Jianmu."

"Besides, you just need to follow me, there is no need to take action!"

Seeing that senior "Chong Ming" was so confident, and that the two seniors "Samsara" and "Han An" had no intention of stopping him, Pei Ling immediately nodded and said quickly: "Okay!"

"Chongming" nodded slightly, then looked at "Samsara" and said: "When everyone is here, call us again."

"Reincarnation" responded calmly: "Yes."

Therefore, "Chong Ming" no longer hesitated, and with a flick of his sleeves, he turned into a streak of light and quickly escaped under the building wood.

Pei Ling immediately followed.

The two escaped as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, they had already left Zhiyin Peak.

At this moment, "Chong Ming"'s body shape suddenly changed, and soon turned into a mixed-blood dragon immortal with scaly cheeks and horns on his head.

Pei Ling didn't know what he was going to do, so he also changed his appearance. As the brilliance spread around his body, he transformed into a sparrow fairy with two wings and golden and red feathers behind his ears.

Immediately afterwards, "Chongming" sped up, and Pei Ling followed behind without missing a beat.

In just a few breaths, the two of them had arrived under the building. Immortal energy rushed towards their faces, like clouds, mountains, and sea of ​​mist.

In the mist, the brilliance of the fairy treasure, mixed with the meaning of perfection, shines in the sky, the rays of light and auspiciousness slowly disappear, it is magnificent and prosperous.

"Chongming" stopped flying and Pei Ling followed closely behind.

Looking at Jianmu here, the sacred tree in front of us is unimaginably huge and majestic. It seems to be a huge world of its own, constantly exuding the majestic breath of fairy spirits; it is also like an umbilical cord from all the worlds.

Falling from the sky

, connecting the world here.

Thick, vicissitudes of life, ancient, fairy-like... almost as real as the essence.

The fairy music is ethereal, seeming to exist and not seem to exist, and there are several immortals, astride the crane and come to the dust.

There is a long and powerful wind, blowing the clothes of the immortals, playing with the clouds, and shining brightly for thousands of miles.

One after another perfect figures come and go in the sky, the flow is endless.

Seeing two strange Loose Immortals coming, the many foreign Immortals stationed here did not pay attention. They only glanced at them casually and continued to do their own things.

Seeing this, Pei Ling immediately sent a message and asked: "Senior Chongming, what should we do next?"

"Chong Ming" looked at the many immortals slowly and replied very calmly: "Don't be anxious."

After saying this, he had already chosen a vast void, just like those loose immortals who used this world to trade. He raised his hand and pointed, and the ancient cloud seals intertwined and rose in an instant. In the blink of an eye, a simple protective immortal formation was completed.

"Chongming" led Pei Ling into the immortal formation, then took out a bronze round tripod the size of a palm and threw it casually into the air.
To be continued...