When he heard the phantom lure Zi Changge into becoming a demon believer in a flat tone, Zi Xuan understood that this was just another manipulation of his world.

Now she naturally understands that the "leading sentient beings to regain freedom" mentioned on the jade slip does not mean breaking the confinement of the outer demon race. Zi Changge was born with a vision of time and space, and he should have taken on the responsibility to fight against God, so that all beings would no longer be manipulated by Him, but when he went down the wrong path, his fate was naturally changed.

Zixuan was not annoyed by these things that had happened, and everything she had just seen made her sure of one thing: God would also be worried about some people in the lower realm. Otherwise, He would not have condescended to come to the Nether Realm and specially lead a Qi Refining Period to the wrong path.

Zi Xuan couldn't help but think that if Zi Changge didn't rebel in the end, but became a scattered immortal of the Zi family, with his comprehension of the laws of time and space, would he really be able to uncover the conspiracy of the gods in advance and jump out of the confinement?

She had no way of knowing, because Zi Changge's expression showed that he had believed fifty percent.

"What an inexplicable ......" Zi Changge snorted as he looked at the direction where the phantom disappeared, still holding the miscellaneous jade slip in his hand, and his divine sense swept the prophecy over and over again, until a bell rang to interrupt his thoughts.

Zi Xuan knew that this was the bell for the Zi family to gather the juniors, she followed Zi Changge to the square, and saw that the people who came were all from the Qi refining period and the foundation building period, so she knew that most of them were suitable places for low-level monks to practice.

Sure enough, a clansman with a perfect Yuan Infant soon came from the air and announced that a secret realm in the Middle Spirit Realm was about to open, so that everyone could adjust their state and prepare to cross the border by boat.

Zi Changge was stunned for a moment when he heard the Middle Spirit Realm, and he couldn't help but begin to wonder if he should really go to the place that the phantom said, step by step towards his destined fate.

When he hesitated whether to tell his elders about this and let them make decisions for him, he suddenly felt a pressure in his chest, as if a pair of big hands were holding him tightly. This sudden palpitation was very much like angering the laws of the Heavenly Dao, which made him dare not think deeply about the thought just now.

At this time, the Yuan Infant Stage in front of him then mentioned: "This time I am going to the Yin Soul Valley of the Middle Spirit Realm, where the Yin and evil spirits are full of qi, everyone must prepare a large number of evil pills and demon avoidance pills, so as not to be injured while waiting for the entrance to open." ”

After he finished speaking, he left the square, and the low-level clansmen gradually dispersed. As the sun set and night fell, Zi Changge, who was at a loss, looked at the stars and made a decision that he shouldn't have made. "When you get to the Valley of the Shadows, let's go to the south and take a look, if it's okay, it's not too late to return to the entrance of the secret realm!"

Zixuan watched the illusion of time fade away, and sighed silently in her heart. She doesn't need to know how Zi Changge was later incorporated into the team by the demon traitors, and how she cultivated the "Wuxiang Sutra" step by step to become a scattered immortal.

"His purpose has been achieved, and the moment Zi Changge enters the southern part of the Yin Soul Valley, he is no longer a threat to him. Mobilizing the mind of a Qi refining cultivator can turn the crisis into safety and continue to manipulate the Ten Thousand Worlds, which is really trouble-free. ”

Zixuan felt a little ironic, the so-called gods were nothing more than that. The Phantom tried to confuse her mind in the same way, and set her on another path that was detrimental to the Ten Thousand Worlds, but unfortunately her mind was already set and was no longer as easily shaken as it was during the Qi Refining Period.

What's more, the future "Zixuan" fell asleep early and reminded her that she would never embark on the path planned by the phantom.

"It's only been half a day in the illusion, and it's been ten days outside!" When Zixuan came back to his senses, he had been repelled by the whirlpool, it was late at night outside, there was no moon and no stars, and the beautiful phantom light on the river surface was particularly conspicuous.

She felt some remaining spatial fluctuations around her, and knew that the monks who had been dragged into the river with her had gone. Feeling that there was not much left of the Holy Spirit Order's effect, Zixuan hurriedly quickened his pace and walked along the river towards the Southern Vermilion Bird Ridge.

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When she arrived at the clan land, the Holy Spirit Order's effect was still twenty percent left, and she was glad that she had not encountered any accidents along the way, and after passing through the barrier, she stepped into her own New Sky Wolf Peak.

Located in the depths of the Vermilion Bird Ridge, the Sky Star Peak is a towering single peak, with a dense forest below, and the waterfall flowing down from the peak forms a large waterhole in the corner of the dense forest, and you can hear the loud sound of the water flow when you get close.

The middle of the peak is similar to the Heavenly Sirius Peak in the Nether, with high-grade fire jade bamboos planted on the top of the mountain, and a hut next to the bamboo forest, and a small table and cushions placed outside the house to entertain visitors. There is also a spiritual tree growing down on the edge of the mountain peak and cliff, and there is a big stone next to the spiritual wood, so that she can sit here and feel nature.

When Zi Xuan returned to the peak, Zi Ruochong, who lived not far away, had already felt the fluctuation of her breath, and the Dao Zun who was guarding the Zi family had all felt her safe return.

However, seeing that she was in a hurry to refine the power of the Holy Spirit Order, he never summoned her to interrogate, nor did he bother at the peak.

Zixuan sat on the boulder and closed her eyes, the familiar aura of the clan and the unique sense of security made her close her eyes and immerse herself in refining without hesitation. After entering the deep realm, she can no longer feel her presence with the outside world.

The last power of the Holy Spirit was like a thin thread, wandering in her soul, and the powerful aura emanating from it was desirable. Zixuan's mind did not fluctuate at all, quietly attracting the thin thread to approach him and merge with himself.

This fusion was extremely slow, but every once in a while, Zixuan felt that she had become stronger, and although she had not focused on the realm, it was obviously no longer the beginning of her out-of-body life.

She remained calm, refusing to be overly overjoyed by this, and continued to immerse herself in refining, feeling the "thin line" become shorter and darker. She knew that the power within it had entered her body, and she only needed to polish it slowly before turning it into her own.

As the days passed, the mountain wind caressed her face through the barrier, blowing her hair behind her back. January and month, year by year, the years flew by, and the Sky Wolf Peak seemed to be frozen in the long river of time, and Zixuan, who was sitting inside, still did not move.

She had already refined the Holy Spirit Order, immersed herself in her perception of the past three years, and pondered over and over again, so that her state of mind and comprehension of the Tao would improve with the realm.

She knew that in the past two thousand three hundred years, her realm had reached the late stage of the tribulation beyond imagination, and in order to keep her state of mind in line with her realm, she was even more reluctant to wake up easily.

Fortunately, in the three years that the Holy Spirit Decree had been in effect, her vision and state of mind were far above those of the Scattered Immortals, and as long as she re-experienced the feelings at that time, she could adapt to the sudden surge in cultivation.

Another two hundred years have passed, and when Zixuan opened her eyes, the morning sun was rising, and she looked at the mountains in the distance, as if she was full of inexhaustible strength.