Chapter 1919 A Thousand Years Have Passed
"You, what do you want?"
The strong man was restrained by Su Zimo and panicked.
There is no daylight in this mine all the year round, and the strong earth immortals outside will not run down here.
Therefore, under the mine, it becomes a river and lake of its own.
If Su Zimo really killed him and replaced him, no one would care about it.
"If you're honest, I'll keep you alive."
Su Zimo said coldly, "I don't have many requests. The five thousand Yuan Lingshi that I hand in every year, you will solve it for me."
Su Zimo came to the mine to practice cultivation.
If he kills this strong man, he will not have the energy to manage the more than 100 people in the mine below, but other incidents will easily occur.
The strong man breathed a sigh of relief and his expression softened a little.
It's just a matter of handing in 5,000 more Yuan Lingshi every year.
There are more than 100 people in this mine, and as long as he scours harder, he can collect 5,000 Primordial Spirit Stones.
"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, your five thousand Yuan Lingshi every year is wrapped in me!"
Zhuang Chinese said firmly.
Su Zimo nodded and said, "The other thing, you watch here, no one is allowed to enter the mine where I am!"
Under this mine, there are many mines in every direction and in all directions.
In some mines, three or two monks gather together, and in some mines, there are more people.
Su Zimo was going to practice in this mine, so he couldn't be seen by others.
"no problem!"
The strong man complied.
These two requirements were nothing to him at all.
Su Zimo looked around, his eyes were sharp, none of the monks in this mine dared to look at him!
The noseless monk felt a burst of regret in his heart.
Knowing that this seemingly weak scholar had such means, he would not have hurriedly distanced himself from this person.
Qinglian's true body has the sharpest perception of the vitality of heaven and earth.
Su Zimo closed his eyes a little, then walked straight to one of the mines that were still shallow.
In this mine, a cultivator once dug more than ten feet, but with no gain, he withdrew.
But in this mine, Su Zimo sensed a very strong heaven and earth vitality!
Holding a jade shovel in his hand, he kept digging in this mine.
as predicted.
After only three feet, he unearthed a large Primordial Spirit Stone!
This Primordial Spirit Stone weighs ten pounds!
One Primordial Spirit Stone is one pound.
And this Primordial Spirit Stone can cut ten normal-sized Primordial Spirit Stones!
Su Zimo was overjoyed.
Not to mention Longyuanxing, even the many Earth Immortals who are guarding outside here will not get the Primordial Spirit Stone so easily!
Without any hesitation, Su Zimo sat cross-legged, holding a spirit stone in each hand, running the Prajna Nirvana Sutra, and began refining and practicing.
In this way, Su Zimo cultivated while collecting Primordial Spirit Stones.
His Primordial Spirit Stone has never been cut off, and he is cultivating every day!
Time flies, year after year.
Over the years, Su Zimo has hardly left the mine, and the five thousand Yuan Lingshi handed over every year is paid for by the strong man of the eighth-order Xuanxian outside.
Almost all of his attention was placed on cultivation.
With the help of Qinglian's real body and the "Prajna Nirvana Sutra", and under the accumulation of a steady stream of cultivation resources, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds!
One hundred and eighty-nine years after entering the mine, Su Zimo broke through and stepped into the eighth level of Xuanyuan Realm!
This kind of cultivation speed is terrifying!
Even the arrogant demons cultivated by many aristocratic families and sects are difficult to reach this level.
Su Zimo became an eighth-order Xuanxian and did not leave, but stayed in the mine and continued to practice.
He plans to cultivate in the ninth-order Xuanxian, and then he plans to, if possible, even prepare to break through the Xuanyuan realm in one fell swoop and become an earth immortal!
In the seven hundred and seventy-one years after entering the mine, Su Zimo stepped into the ninth level of the Xuanyuan Realm!
Over the years, the monks in this mine have changed from batch to batch.
Many couldn't keep up.
But whether it is the original monk or the later monk, it is clear.
In this mine, there is a cave, which is a forbidden area, and no one can step into it!
Su Zimo became a ninth-order Xuanxian. He rested for a few days and did not leave this place, but continued to practice and move towards the Earth Origin Realm.
On this day, Su Zimo was working on his mind technique, refining Yuan Lingshi, and while he was cultivating, he suddenly felt a familiar call in the depths of his heart!
Su Zimo suddenly opened his eyes.
Martial arts deity!
Just now, he received the induction of the martial arts deity and woke up!
At this moment, he established a connection with Wu Dao Ben Zunxin!
Qinglian's real body once floated in the black hole of the starry sky for a period of time. He could not perceive the passage of time, nor did he know how long he had been wandering in it.
It was not until the moment when he established a connection with the martial arts deity that he got an accurate time.
It has been thousands of years since Qinglian's real body left the wilderness and came to the upper realm!
Over the years, after the martial arts deity has refined the dragon and phoenix real body, it has been integrated into the flesh and blood of the deity, and is also constantly practicing.
At the beginning, many immortals in the lower realm left many condensing Yuan Dan and Yuan Lingshi for the martial arts deity.
The secret realm of the life wheel of the martial arts deity has been cultivated to the fifth level!
The martial arts deity has created an unprecedented way of cultivation. Although the upper and lower worlds are separated, it is difficult for Qinglian's real body and the martial arts deity to meet.
But Su Zimo could vaguely perceive that the martial arts deity of the fifth level of Fate Wheel was definitely not weaker than the ninth-level Xuanxian in terms of strength.
It may even be better than Qinglian's real body!
The martial arts deity and Qinglian's real body are one body, and they come from the same source. Between the two of them, many things have become clear to their hearts.
"Suppressing Prison Cauldron?"
Su Zimo murmured softly.
This is the key information he got from the martial arts deity about the bronze square tripod!
Thousands of years, vicissitudes of life.
The six brothers, Monkey, Linghu, Qingqing, Yeling, Little Fox, and Golden Lion, chose to ascend together three hundred years ago and left the wilderness.
The old friends, such as Ming Zhen, Lin Xuanji, Ji Yaojing, Yan Beichen, and others have also ascended one after another.
Of course, for thousands of years, among the many powerhouses who have chosen to ascend, some have fallen under the calamity, and their souls have been scattered.
Among them, the one time that shocked the Heavenly Desolate Continent was when the Xuanhuang of that year failed to transcend the calamity!
After Xuanhuang chose a new guardian for the Emperor's Palace, he gave up everything without any ties, and began to transcend the calamity.
And a hundred years ago, Bei Mingxue's tribulation also attracted everyone's attention.
Not only because Bei Mingxue is the eldest disciple of Emperor Wangu.
More because, since the ascension of Wuhuang, Bei Mingxue is the second person who has attracted forty-nine tribulations and finally succeeded in ascension in the past thousand years!
On the Heavenly Desolate Continent, martial arts became more and more prosperous.
After the four or nine heavenly tribulations, martial arts have been pushed to the extreme, standing shoulder to shoulder with immortals, Buddhas, and demons!
There are even many cultivators with Tianling roots who abandon the talent brought by their spiritual roots and choose to practice martial arts.
The legend of Emperor Wu's establishment of the Tao was recorded by storytellers, circulated in the mortal world and in the realm of self-cultivation, and was recited by everyone.
Every year, I don’t know how many monks go to a small town in the northern region to pay their respects and see the wonderful scenery of the thousands of miles of peach forests and the flowers blooming in the mountains!
However, no one knows that in the depths of this peach forest, in that small town, there really is a terrifying existence hidden!