Zhang Xuan looked up and saw that the light was shining down from the sky.
“It’s a bit late now, and there is something wrong with the season. Spring is just outside here, and the sun is not very abundant. In summer, it is a rare time to experience the sun. It is also the season that everyone looks forward to most every day.” With a sigh of emotion.
Zhang Xuan nodded secretly. This Africa belongs to the southern hemisphere, and China is the northern hemisphere. China is only in October. The season in Africa is just beginning to spring. People living in this area have never been out for hundreds of years and cannot see the sun. The warm sunshine is also a luxury.
wrong!
Zhang Xuan suddenly realized a problem. If these people can’t get out and are tied to the ground, how does the sun get in? There is a place where sunlight can penetrate, how could it be possible to stop these old evildoers who have survived the last century!
The short man seemed to feel Zhang Xuan’s thoughts, and smiled at Zhang Xuan, “Don’t worry, I know what you are thinking about. When I came in, it was almost the same as what you were thinking. Someone will give you an answer. Yes, a kind reminder, what you hear next may subvert your perception.”
As soon as the short man’s voice fell, a voice rang behind Zhang Xuan.
“One hundred and fourteen years ago, the gate of hell was opened again. I thought that this cage would be forgotten forever.”
Zhang Xuanmeng turned around and looked behind him. A middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a height of 1.8 meters was standing behind him at this moment.
Zhang Xuan was 100% sure. When he first walked into this floor, he didn’t see anyone. Now the middle-aged man, in this open area, quietly approached him! What kind of strength is this? Moreover, his face is so young!
“Come with me, I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart. It just so happens that I, too, we can talk.” The middle-aged man waved at Zhang Xuan, chose a random direction, and walked away.
“Go.” The short man snarled at Zhang Xuan, “He is the boss of this hell, and everyone listens to him.”
Zhang Xuan nodded, took a deep breath, and followed the middle-aged man.
“I am older than you. It shouldn’t be rude to ask your name first.” The middle-aged man walked leisurely.
Zhang Xuan is parallel to the middle-aged man, staring sideways at each other. This middle-aged man looks very ordinary. He belongs to the type that can’t be found in the crowd, but he exudes a strange attraction. One couldn’t help but want to stare at him.
“My name is Zhang Xuan.” Zhang Xuan said.
“I am Xuantian, 390 years old this year.” The middle-aged man slowly said.
“Three hundred and nine!” Zhang Xuan’s body was shocked.
At the age of 390, that is the person who has survived since the Ming Dynasty!
“You seem to be surprised?” Xuan Tian was a little strange.
“It was an accident.” Zhang Xuan nodded, “Now our average life expectancy is sixty-nine years old. Your age is enough for many people to live a few lifetimes.”
Xuantian chuckled lightly, “Well, it turns out that it’s so bad now? It seems that there are very few people outside who control the spirit realm.”
“Spirit Controlling Realm?” Zhang Xuan was puzzled. He had always had only a very vague concept of the realm of Qi.
Xuantian said: “I see your cultivation base, it should be transformed into a form, what level does your cultivation base belong to outside?”
Zhang Xuan shook his head, “I don’t know, I have been groping for cultivation, including Lingshi, which I only learned not long ago.”
Hearing what Zhang Xuan said, Xuantian paused in his footsteps, and stayed on the spot for a few seconds before sighing, “It turns out that this is true. A hundred and forty years ago, Zeng Hu was called Zeng Hu. It took too long. I remembered his name, and he also forgot his name. When he came in, he told me that he was the seventh master of the Central Plains. He was ruined by someone from the God Realm and entered the Qi Condensing Realm. At that time, I felt, The martial arts are gradually weakening, and a mere Divine Realm can also be called the seventh master of the Central Plains. Nowadays, you have been driven into this place in all your transformations. It is sad and sad.”
Listening to what Xuantian said, Zhang Xuan took the opportunity to ask: “Senior, how many levels are there in our cultivation?”
These are old fossils that have lived for hundreds of years. What they know is much more than what is recorded in ancient books.
Xuantian opened the mouth and said: “The five realms of imperial qi, transforming form, condensing qi, empowering gods, and controlling the spirit. These five realms are the distinctions of the realm of qi. You have an understanding of qi and transformation, condensing qi, Combining the Qi into a body and confronting the enemy with the body. As for the creation of gods, it is to give the divine will to the qi. If you condense a tiger, you should let the tiger be powerful. If you condense a snake, you must let it This snake’s Yin is vicious.”
Speaking of this, Xuantian looked at Zhang Xuan, “As for the control of the spirit, it is to control oneself with aura, so that the face does not age and the muscles do not become eccentric.”
“So, Senior, you are a master of spirit control.” Zhang Xuanzhen thought that there are so many realms on the top of the transformation realm, and just listening to Xuantian’s explanation, you can imagine how much the so-called spirit control realm is. Horror, can control one’s own aging, this is changing the law of the human body!
Xuantian smiled, not answering Zhang Xuan’s question, but instead asked: “Which clan is the strongest outside? Is it the Tang clan? Or the Shouling clan? Or the Langya Wang clan?”
“Neither.” Zhang Xuan shook his head, “The clan has not escaped the world for nearly a hundred years, and the strongest one should be the Li clan in Longxi.”
“Li?” Xuan Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, “It seems that Li Yongcai has succeeded.”
Xuantian asked again: “If that clan is not born, who is the catcher?”
“It’s the ancient Wu family.”
“Sure enough!” Xuantian’s eyes condensed, “In the first battle, the man suggested that the clan was too strong and separated the captureman from the clan. Now it seems that he has succeeded. If this is the case, the martial art is thin, and it is justified.”
Zhang Xuan quickly asked, “Senior Xuantian, what exactly was the first battle you said?”
Regarding the relationship between the clan and the ancient martial family, there has always been a cloud of mist, placed in front of Zhang Xuan’s eyes, this mist cannot be removed, and Zhang Xuan feels like a scorpion in his throat.
“That battle” Xuantian showed a memory of his face, and then waved his hand, “Forget it, it’s been so long, don’t mention it, after all, we have entered here, and there will be no chance to go out anymore, those turbulent trivial matters, It has nothing to do with us, you can come with me, I have something to ask you.”
Zhang Xuan has been following Xuantian. The space here is too big. If Zhang Xuan hadn’t known that he was several kilometers underground and in a cage, I would have thought that he would be walking somewhere in the world.
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