The ancient mountains, the verdant ancient trees, have a piece of greenery, although there is a reckless atmosphere in the air, but more peaceful, quiet. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is no reckless land, those evil qi that has been precipitated after countless years of killing, and the entire space is full of majestic vitality, like a place outside the world that countless human races yearn for.

This is the secret realm that Bu Canghai sees!

The secret realm is not large, only a hundred miles in size, covered with grass and flowers, full of greenery, and full of vitality.

A green mountain is only three hundred zhang, and there is a winding river flowing in front of the mountain, with no source and no end, just like this, the two ends go deep into the chaos of the secret realm of space.

As far as the eye can see, although the whole space is not particularly flat, according to the topography, there are fields that have been reclaimed, and green shoots have sporadically emerged between the fields.

Even in the mountains, old men and women wrapped in animal skins squatted in the fields, carefully tending to the fields.

Most of the fields are ordinary spiritual rice, and there are very few of them of the grade, only a very small number of spiritual fields, and the ones cultivated are only human-level spiritual rice.

Beneath the only green hill is the place of settlement, with scattered stone houses leaning on each other, and its scale is not large, barely the size of a few thousand people.

The secret realm space operates independently by relying on the laws of derivation, although the mysteries of the world are incomplete, but there are still some basic avenues supporting the operation of the secret realm.

Well?

A call from afar awakened Bu Canghai, and he opened his eyes and looked around.

There were black stone walls, black stone tables, and some simple stone pots, and under it was a stone bed, covered with a tattered fur, and a hint of shame.

Hiss!

Bu Canghai, who wanted to move his body, gasped in an instant, and a piercing pain immediately rose from everywhere on his body, as if every inch of his body, bones, skin and flesh seemed to be eaten by ten thousand ants.

In addition, he also found that his spiritual will was even weaker to the extreme, and even the hidden soul talent was difficult to manifest again, as if it had sucked the essence and spirit in his body dry when he was inhaled by that extremely strong suction.

Whew!

Panting heavily, beads of sweat the size of beans dripping, Bu Canghai had no choice but to remain motionless at the moment, because it was difficult for him to control his body to sit up, and the injuries on his body were too serious.

At this moment, I was very curious about the environment I was in, and I didn't expect to be involved in a secret realm, seeing the environment I was in at the moment, it was obvious that this secret realm had a warrior's life, and I rescued myself, indicating that there was no malice.

However, he was surprised that there was a spatial secret realm in the Xuankong Secret Realm, and it was not known to others.

Thundered!

At this moment, the stone door of the stone house was pushed open, and an old man with a rickety figure walked in, also wearing gray animal skin robes and shabby straw sandals.

The corner of his eyes swept over, and Bu Canghai easily probed the strength of this old man, which could be regarded as reaching the realm of blood refining.

At this moment, the old man was holding a stone bowl in his hand, and there was a medicinal fragrance in the bowl.

"You're awake. Seeing the sparkling eyes of Bu Canghai, the old man said loudly.

"You've been unconscious for a long time, and it's the warriors of the clan who found you in the wilderness outside. ”

The old man helped Bu Canghai to his feet and put the medicinal juice in his hand to his mouth, which was nothing more than the medicinal juice of some ordinary healing herbs.

Trying to treat his injuries was a little insufficient, but at this moment, his whole body was severely damaged, and his mental will was weak, and he couldn't open his storage space at all, take out the healing medicine in it, and could only swallow the herbal juice brought by the old man in front of him.

"It's been years since an outsider has come into our family's land. Seeing that Bu Canghai drank the herb juice, the old man did not leave, but sat aside and said loudly.

"Thank you for your rescue. Bu Canghai's voice was a little vain.

Hearing this, the old man waved his hand and said again: "It's a pity that our vein, which has been isolated from the barren land for tens of thousands of years, is just relying on some simple food, survived and was trapped here, so there is no good elixir, if not, how can we just take out these ordinary herbs to heal you." ”

"Dare to ask my uncle, where is this?" finally Bu Canghai couldn't help but ask out loud.

"This is the place where my Xuankong clan is still breathing. ”

The old man's voice was very flat, and there were no other fluctuations because of his problem.

Sure enough, the guess in Bu Canghai's heart was verified, the border wasteland was rumored, the Xuankong Marquis was destroyed, and the whole clan was wiped out, and at this moment, there was a real Xuankong Marquis martial artist standing in front of him.

There is no day and night in the secret realm, it is always gray, and he got up on the green hill and after a while, his face still has a trace of paleness, but fortunately he can already walk.

Although there was no day or night, Bu Canghai estimated that he had been in this secret space for about five days, and at the same time, he also understood some of the situation in this space clearly.

The Xuankong Relic Clan, let's call it the warrior in this secret space.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Bu Canghai's mouth, he actually came to such a space, for these Xuankong remnants living in the space, what happened to the Xuankong Marquis back then, they also couldn't remember it too clearly, only sporadic records were passed down from generation to generation.

I only remember that their roots are in the outside world, and now it has been too long since their ancestors fled into this secret space.

And this secret realm is too small, and the production is limited, and it is difficult to support the reproduction of those who enter.

They rushed into the secret realm to escape the disaster, and the materials they carried were also limited, lacking sufficient resources, and those hard-hit warriors fell one after another.

Later, they found that there were restrictions in the secret realm, which were also not enough to support the cultivation of martial artists, and slowly the strong ones among them also sat down.

The restrictions of the secret realm have caused the number of remnants of the Xuankong tribe to continue to decrease, even if they have developed the entire secret realm space to the extreme, the number of clansmen in the entire secret realm space is still less than three thousand, forming a relatively balanced number of clansmen.

Moreover, the martial arts level in the entire secret realm space has also been greatly restricted, and the strongest can only cultivate to the peak realm of the blood refining realm, and it is difficult to advance if they go up.

However, the Xuankong Marquis was originally a tribe of the Xuankong Marquis Clan, and as the remnants of the Xuankong Marquis Clan, when they avoided this space, they naturally inherited the formation of the entire tribe and brought it into the secret realm, intending to make a comeback.

But their ancestors didn't expect that after entering this secret book, their descendants never went out again, and they were trapped in the secret realm for a long time.

Can't get out!

That's the problem they're facing.

Over the years, it is not that there are no other martial artists, who have entered the secret realm, and they are all trapped in the secret realm like the Xuankong relics.

This is also the reason why since the fall of the Xuankong Marquis in these years, there are still no warriors who have found that the Xuankong Marquis still has the remnants of the clansmen, because even if it is discovered, the news cannot be transmitted at all.

"Big brother. A soft groan sounded, and Bu Canghai turned his head.

This is a young girl, less than twenty years old, a little younger than him, and the girl has also been taking care of him in the past few days when he is recuperating from his injuries.

It was through the girl's narration that he learned about the many secrets of the Xuankong Relic Clan, and even the girl even entered the inheritance place of the tribe, with some formation inheritances brought in when she entered the secret realm.

There are jade slips, there are wooden slips, but the wooden slips have decayed, and the Xuankong tribesmen have re-carved them on the stone.

Martial arts cultivation here is restricted due to the shortage of resources, not to mention the spars needed to practice the formation, but these clansmen of the Xuankong Hou tribe firmly believe that one day they will be able to get out of the secret realm, so the formation inheritance has always been well preserved like a holy relic.

"Brother Bu, grandpa has prepared medicinal herbs, let you go back to take medicine!"

The girl's name is Xuan Xin, with the support of the girl, Bu Canghai walked towards the stone house not far away, in fact, although his injuries have not yet recovered, but he has been able to open his storage space, and he has taken out the pill to take, but he did not refuse the kindness of the old man.

Looking at this secret space, even standing on top of this mountain, you can see the edge of the secret realm at a glance, such a small place, it is really depressing.

Bu Canghai smiled bitterly, and came to the Xuankong Hou Department to experience the training by his master, maybe his master would not have thought that he would have such an opportunity, the formation inheritance of the Xuankong Hou Department has been dusty for several months, and it is also what the Gu Yuan tribe needs.

But before that, he needs to be able to get out of the secret realm in order to bring this opportunity back to the tribe.

......

The Eastern Emperor's Palace.

Xiao Chen sat in the main hall, he naturally didn't know that his disciple Bu Canghai would have such an opportunity, in fact, the trip to the Xuankong Marquis was just a task he had chosen for his disciple.

Five days had passed since he returned from the Divine King Terrace, and he was comprehending the Divine King inheritance that the Heavenly Divine King had passed down to him, but the insights contained in it were too profound.

Coupled with the subtle and ethereal luck, despite the annotation of the Heavenly God King, it still gave him an obscure feeling.

During the five days, in addition to exploring the inheritance of the god king, he also received several other visiting gods and princes, and chatted with each other.

In addition to comprehending the mysteries, Xiao Chen was also combing what he had learned, and the Divine King Tai had realized his Dao heart, and he did not seek anything else, only the strength of the peak realm.

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