Chapter 701： prophecy

Half a quarter of an hour later, Saint King Luo Chen stomped and left the Divine Turtle Sanctuary, and Chen Chen returned to the hall.

Yan Chen looked at Chen Chen now and admired more and more. Maybe there are only immortals in this world who dare to care so much about Saint King-level powerhouses?

"Yan Chen, what do you think of this matter?"

Chen Chen looked outside and asked casually.

Yan Chen lowered his head and replied: "Senior, what you think of you, I'll think about it. The juniors are nothing but Fanxiu, just follow the orders of seniors."

Chen Shen glanced at Yan Chen after hearing this.

啧 啧 啧, someone who can talk more, I really found a treasure.

……

As soon as the Saint King Luochen left, Chen Chen repaired in the Holy Turtle Sanctuary for a long time, and then took Yan Gui and flew towards the direction of Minghai. As for the Holy Turtle Sanctuary, he gave it to Yan Chen to stay.

The Underworld in the Underworld Realm is huge, with an area equivalent to land.

But because there are a large number of true spirits living in the sea of ​​darkness, and there is no shortage of space in the world of the sea of ​​darkness, generally no one is practicing on the island of sea of ​​darkness.

Unless it is the kind of monk who has offended the sanctuary and can't survive on land, he will venture into the underworld range.

And the Wangchuan Island that Chen Chen is going to is a quite famous island in the sea.

is famous because it is said that there was a fairy who lived in seclusion here.

Although 80,000 years have passed since this matter, Chen Chen is still ready to come and take a look.

……

After arriving at Wangchuan Island, Chen Chen found that it was different from what he had imagined.

is not only inaccessible, but even a city.

This city is called Xianyi City, and it covers only a hundred miles. Chen Chen checked it with his spiritual sense. There were only a few hundred monks in the city, and they looked like a family in their costumes.

At this time, Yan Gui explained to the side: "Senior, the immortal lived here in seclusion, and once accepted a disciple. These people are the descendants of that disciple. They are called the Wangchuan Immortal Clan. For 80 thousand years, this Wangchuan Immortal The clan has always been on the island."

"Hundreds of people multiplied in 80,000 years?"

Chen Shen was a little confused.

"I don't know the specifics, but the Wangchuan Immortal Clan is indeed these people. I have heard the name of the patriarch, Xianhe, and the cultivation base is equivalent to me, early Mahayana."

Yangui scratched his head and said.

"Using Xian as my last name...how do I feel a little unreliable?"

Chen Shen muttered, and then came to the sky above the city in a flash.

"System, are there any immortals besides me in Baili Baili?"

"No."

"System, are there any treasures in the fairy world?"

"No."

Come on... Hearing these two answers, Chen Chen couldn't wait to pull Yan Chen around and leave.

He even suspected that the seclusion of immortals was a story compiled by the following immortal tribe of Forgotten Chuan.

But at this moment, a slightly old voice came from below.

"Since the predecessors are here, why not come down and have a look?"

Hearing this, Chen Chen was a little shocked.

Although he did not deliberately conceal his arrival, it stands to reason that the monks in the early Mahayana would never find his whereabouts.

Could it be that this Wangchuan fairy clan is not as simple as imagined?

At this thought, Chen Chen slowly fell, and finally entered the largest mansion in the middle of the city.

Soon, he saw the person who had just spoken.

This man is a drooping old man, with pale face and white hair, extremely long beard, dragged to his waist.

Chen Chen's pupils shrank slightly after seeing this person.

Where is this early Mahayana monk? This is impressively a Mahayana pinnacle powerhouse!

"Junior Xianhe, I have seen the real turtle turtle."

The white-haired old man stood up and saluted Chen Chen.

"Do you know me?" Chen Chen asked.

"Although Wangchuan Island is not close to the land, it is not a place where news is blocked. The real turtles have done a lot of important things on land, and juniors have heard of it."

Xianhe respectfully said.

Chen Chen carried the Nine Heavens Profound Town Pagoda with him, and he was not a Mahayana peak monk, so he went straight and talked without any taboo.

"Xianhe Daoist, you are a strong Mahayana peak, why shrink into a small city?"

Xianhe hesitated for a while after hearing the words: "It's okay to tell seniors. We forget that there are some special things in the blood of the Celestial Clan. Once we leave Wangchuan Island for too long, we will die of life.

"Curse?" Chen Chen asked again.

"Yes, nor is it." Xianhe said lightly.

Chen Shen Miankong is playing mystery with him, anyway, there is nothing good here, even if you find out some great secret, you won’t get anything.

In that case, say goodbye!

Upon thinking of this, Chen Chen looked outside unconsciously.

Xianhe's face became a little stiff when he saw this, and the beard he was holding in his hand couldn't help breaking two.

It is reasonable, he said the words before to any normal monk, the other party should be very curious, and want to explore it.

But this real monster turtle... why is so impatient!

This is something their family has guarded for 80,000 years.

Seeing that Chen Chen was about to leave, Xianhe quickly said:

"Senior, in fact, our family has been guarding the tomb for that fairy for 80 thousand years!"

"Shouling? He is dead? I thought he was back to the immortal world." Chen Chen said casually, his tone of voice was not hurried, and he was not shocked. "

"Uh, it has fallen, and it has fallen naturally." Xianhe replied, and after speaking he began to carefully observe Chen Chen's expression.

This time he finally caught a touch of shock.

"Should immortals not live forever? How could they die naturally?"

Chen Chen is very surprised Immortals are immortal. This is a consensus. Otherwise, how could one say that becoming an immortal is the ultimate goal of cultivation?

Xianhe replied: "The senior is proficient in deduction. Because of leaking too many secrets, he was injured by the road, and his life was damaged, and he finally fell.

Before he died, he had told our ancestors that in the future, an immortal from the lower realm would find Wangchuan Island and come up..."

Speaking of this, he started to sell it again.

Chen raised his brows, the immortal of the lower realm, that must have nothing to do with him.

Whether he is from the lower realm, he knows it in his heart.

But since this Xianhe loves to play mystery, let's cooperate with him in the performance, can't always ignore it.

Thinking of this, he squeezed a look of shock on his face, and said, "Is it me?"

Xianhe stroked his long beard and said, "In almost all cases, he is the senior. The immortal said that when the true spirit comes to the world, there will be immortals from the lower realms. My clan didn’t know what it meant when the true spirit came to the world. When an extremely powerful true spirit appeared in the Underworld Realm.

Now I understand that the true spirit comes to the world means that the true spirit world is connected to the underworld. "

"and then?"

Chen Chen continued to look surprised.

Xianhe became extremely satisfied when he saw this expression, and then switched to using the divine sense to spread the voice: "The immortal prophesied, the true spirit descends, the Mingyuan resurrects, the Underworld returns, and the earth is upended!!

He asked my clan to remind you that you should prepare early, and it is best to report back to the fairy world! "

Chen Shen heard this and stopped talking, with a look of embarrassment, and after a long silence, he nodded solemnly and said: "I know, goodbye!"