The people of the Sky-sea Pavilion were not in a hurry to go down.
Li Mingxuan took a deep breath and said.
"Remember what I said. The secret realm of the Immortal Tomb is filled with dangers, but the most dangerous ones are still cultivators. If you encounter cultivators from other sects, you must remember to be careful and hide your whereabouts.”
"Everyone will randomly appear in different parts of the secret realm. Remember the secret code of our sect and leave marks along the way so that we can meet up.”
"The immortal tomb is very strange. After entering, only the memories of the previous two hours will be retained, so remember! If he encountered any disciples from other sects who were not strong enough after two hours, he could just attack them without any fear of offending them.”
The world of cultivation was cruel. When they encountered the weak, especially in a mystic realm without rules and memories after coming out, naturally no one would hold back.
"Elder, don't worry. We'll remember it!"
All the disciples responded with solemn expressions.
Then, everyone rushed out of the flying boat.
The secret realm of the immortal tomb was in the deep mountains.
The deep mountains were filled with ferocious demon beasts, and it was very dangerous.
Fortunately, the flying boat stopped directly above the immortal graveyard. When the demon beasts saw so many cultivators, they did not dare to easily come out and cause trouble.
Miasma filled the air of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and a strange fragrance of flowers assailed their noses.
The fog was dense, and ancient trees were everywhere. Some of the ancient trees were so tall that one could not see the end of them at a glance, as if they had pierced into the sky.
Even the enormous flying boat seemed extremely small in front of the huge ancient tree.
Zhou Qing even saw an unbelievably huge ancient tree. Just the branches of the ancient tree were enough to stop the flying boat. One could imagine how huge it was.
As everyone flew down, the things that entered their eyes became more and more strange, causing them to be shocked.
There were house-sized mushrooms and mouse-sized lions.
There was a demonic beast centipede that was more than ten meters long!
Zhou Qing even saw a flying elephant.
The elephant's ears turned into wings, flapping and circling in the sky. The elephant's round and clumsy body actually seemed a little nimble in the air.
The aura emitted by these wild beasts was extremely terrifying. Some of them were even no weaker than Enlightenment Realm cultivators.
However, these beasts seemed to be used to humans and did not have any reaction.
Zhou Qing had once read some books in the Sutra Depository.
This fantasy world was different from the novels that Zhou Qing had read in his previous life.
Demonic beasts and humans were not enemies. Some of them were even very friendly.
The sect didn't have any slogans about killing demons.
There were even quite a number of Devil and Buddhist sects among the ninth-rank sects.
The only difference between them and Taoism was their cultivation methods and beliefs. There was no distinction between good and evil.
The Dao Sect cultivated magic treasures and divine powers, the Demon Sect cultivated the body, and the Buddhist Sect cultivated the divine sense.
All in all, all of this shattered Zhou Qing's impression of him.
In the middle of the deep mountains, there was a huge circular flat land. Not a single blade of grass grew on it. In the midst of the ancient trees that reached the sky, it looked particularly strange and eye-catching.
After Zhou Qing and the others landed, they found an empty space and sat down cross-legged to adjust their condition.
"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little palpitated.”Luo Xin frowned as soon as she landed.
Luo Shui nodded and said in a serious tone,""I feel like I've been here before.”
The others didn't have the feeling that the two of them had mentioned. They just thought that the two of them had lower cultivation levels and couldn't stand the miasma in the mountains.
Zhou Qing took out two calming pills and gave them to the two sisters. Only then did they feel a little better.
As time ticked by, many sect disciples arrived.
They found an empty space and sat down cross-legged to adjust their state of mind.
"Sou!"
Zhou Qing raised his head.
Huge flying boats came one after another.
Each of these airboats was more magnificent and luxurious than the last.
The flying boat was inlaid with gold and jewels, exuding a noble aura.
Just the size alone was ten times larger than the flying boat Zhou Qing and the others were on!
"It's an upper fourth-rank sect." "These flying boats belong to their sect. They're very rich," said Li Mingxuan.”
Li Mingxuan's tone was a little sour.
However, this was understandable.
Upper fourth-rank sects were too rich.
In comparison, the lower fourth-rank sects were too shabby.
As the flying boat hovered in the air, people started to arrive one after another.
Zhou Qing saw a familiar figure.
This person was one of the people who had come to collect the year coins when he had just joined the sect. He was most likely an elder of the Tai Yi Sect.
Behind the Tai Yi Sect elder were a total of thirty-six disciples. Each of them was handsome and well-dressed, and their every movement carried a sense of reverence and pride.
After the upper fourth-rank sects arrived, they stood in the core position.
Then, some servants placed purple-gold futons that emitted spiritual qi on the ground. Only then did these people sit down. They were very particular about the extravagance.
"Damn it!" Tuoba Ye's eyes were staring straight at them,"These people are too extravagant, aren't they? This purple-gold futon seemed to be a low-grade spiritual weapon from its aura?”
Low-grade spiritual weapons were the standard dharma treasures for disciples in the Sky-sea Pavilion. Usually, each person only had one.
However, in an upper fourth-rank sect, it seemed to be an extremely ordinary futon.
Zhou Qing was also a little surprised. This was the first time he had seen an upper fourth-rank sect. This small detail had widened the gap between them and a lower fourth-rank sect.
......
An hour later.
On the empty ground, a crack suddenly appeared in space!
It was pitch-black inside the spatial rift, like the mouth of a wild beast that was about to devour people. It made people's hearts tighten.
"Now, line up and enter." A five or six-year-old child wearing a red dudou stood up and said to the crowd,"Don't blame me for not reminding you. The Immortal Tomb Mystic Realm only has seven days. If you don't come out after seven days, you'll die inside.”
A little kid with a round face and pink cheeks, wearing a red undergarment, calling himself an old man in a childish voice. This feeling was too strange.
However, no one present dared to laugh at him. They didn't even dare to show a strange expression.
This was because his elder had already instructed him repeatedly before he came.
This person was called Hen Jin Sheng. He was born a dwarf. When he was in his teens, he was despised by his parents and was directly piled up in a pigsty to feed the pigs.
However, for some reason, the pig did not hurt him. Instead, a sow that had just given birth fed him milk.
Just like that, Hate This Life lived in a pigsty for nearly a year.
Until he was discovered by the elders of the divine sect to be extremely talented and accepted as a disciple.
He hated that after he had succeeded in his cultivation in this life, the first thing he did when he returned home was to kill his parents and family.
Then, what was even more shocking was that he ate all the pigs in the pigsty that had raised him.
Originally, the cultivation world did not know about this matter, but paper could not hide the fire. At that time, a passing cultivator happened to witness the whole process.
That was how it spread throughout the cultivation world.
In short, he hated that this person was extremely abnormal in this life. He was temperamental and killed people like grass. He did not even let the disciples of his sect off. He must not be provoked.
More importantly, he was a Rebirth State primary stage cultivator.
He had only cultivated for ninety years this year, so his potential was limitless.
Then, starting from the first rank sects, they lined up to enter the secret realm of the Immortal Tomb.
When it was Zhou Qing's turn, he stepped in without hesitation.
"Buzz!"
The world spun, and colorful lights flashed in front of him.
A moment later, Zhou Qing found himself on a cliff.
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