Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 1364: Sage

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At the back of the Eight Sacred Gates, more than thirty streams of light rushed from them. It was those quasi-sages who had fallen. At this moment, under the leadership of Luo Xuan and Zhan Wushuang, they looked quite energetic.

Failure is not terrible. As long as you can save your life and ask for a saint, you can still make a comeback.

"The saints are at the Eight Sacred Gates?" Doubts flashed in Zhan Wushuang's eyes, thinking that things were a little unusual.

Luo Xuan smiled and said, "Is there a problem?"

Zhan Wushuang felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while. Thinking carefully, what good is Luo Xuan deceiving them?

Furthermore, Luo Xuan really wants to cheat them, and he has to have that kind of strength. With so many people present, are you afraid that he won't succeed?

Not only is Zhan Wushuang somewhat confused, many people also feel that something is wrong, and they just can't tell.

Luo Xuan's expression sank, and said indifferently: "If you don't believe it, just wait here, the old man will invite the saint."

After all, don't give everyone a chance to speak, step on and fall off the cliff.

Zhan Wushuang frowned slightly, and everyone looked at him. At this time, Zhan Wushuang was clearly looking forward.

"Let's take a look too." Zhan Wushuang came down afterwards, unexpectedly there would be any problems.

On the cliff, Luo Xuan fell with a palm, and a dark and deep hole emerged. He turned his head and glanced at the crowd who followed and rushed in.

Zhan Wushuang paused, but still followed, and everyone else followed.

After a while, a breath of death came to his face, as if there was a place of death ahead.

Zhan Wu has changed his color slightly and realized that something is wrong. How can the saint live in such a deadly place?

No one here knows better than Zhan Wushuang. The saint is strong and powerful, but living in such a place all the year round is bound to have an impact.

Unless the saint does not practice, or is using the strong death energy here to practice.

Either way, the situation is a bit bad.

Looking at Luo Xuan speeding ahead, Zhan Wushuang's eyes became more confused. Even so, he continued to follow, unable to resist the temptation of the saint.

In the dark and deep space, a fire suddenly lit up. The space was empty, and the emerald-green pool water exuded a strong death air, and it was extremely cold.

"Everyone, wait a minute, the sage doesn't like to be disturbed, the old man will report first." Luo Xuan said, walking towards the emerald green pond.

"Wait!"

Zhan Wushuang subconsciously blocked his mouth, and when Luo Xuan looked back, he didn't know what to say, and smiled and said: "The saint will not live here, right?"

Luo Xuan looked indifferent, "Is there a problem?"

Zhan Wushuang chuckled softly: "It's too unbelievable. Something here is too weird. Please also ask Elder Luo to wait for my confusion."

"Oh?"

Luo Xuan smiled faintly, his eyes swept across the crowd, "Do you all think so too?"

Everyone bowed their heads in silence, feeling that something was wrong, but they couldn't say what was wrong. At this time, it would be unwise to offend Luo Xuan.

"In that case, who would go with me?" Luo Xuan said with a smile, looking at Zhan Wushuang for self-evident.

Haha!

Zhan Wushuang smiled, "Since the saint doesn't like being disturbed, we'd better wait here, trouble Elder Luo."

"Good too!"

Luo Xuan smiled faintly, as if he didn't care, his figure suddenly sank towards the turquoise pool water and disappeared.

Everyone's expressions fell immediately, and they looked at Zhan Wushuang. This place is too weird. How could the saint live here?

Furthermore, the saints do not come out all year round. Except for Luo Xuan, no one has ever heard of the Eight Sacred Gates where saints live.

You need to know that Fang Bai has made trouble with the Eight Sacred Sects three times. If there really is a saint, how can he allow him to be so presumptuous?

"Ancestor, what should I do?" Zhan Lingxiao asked in a low voice.

Since knowing the identity of Zhan Wushuang, Zhan Lingxiao regards him as an ancestor regardless of whether Zhan Wushuang recognizes it or not.

Zhan Wushuang is happy to see the result, and having one more quasi-sage to follow is not a bad thing no matter what.

"Wait!"

Zhan Wushuang sighed slightly, and now that there is no other choice, unless the saint comes forward, no one can stop Fang Bai.

So, even though I felt something was wrong, I had to accept it. There was no other choice.

Zhan Wushuang said so, and everyone didn't have much to say, so they had to wait quietly.

The depth of the pool was unfathomable, Luo Xuan quickly sank down, and in the blink of an eye he fell 30,000 feet and still hadn't reached the end.

At this time and here, the death aura was so strong that Luo Xuan had to use his exercises to resist. The death aura here is so strong that he may not be able to stop his ordinary entry into the Dao state.

Luo Xuan's face is solemn, his heart is uneasy, and the secrets of the Eight Sacred Doors that have been passed down for generations sounded in his mind.

Only one person is qualified to hold this secret. After the previous generation dies, this secret can be passed on to the next generation.

Never two people know this secret at the same time, never!

Luo Xuan felt that he was extremely nervous, thinking that he would never come to this ghost place in his life, and he couldn't help but expect the situation to change suddenly.

In all fairness, Luo Xuan didn't want to come here, but he had no other choice.

Operating the exercises, the death energy was blocked, and the body sank again in the blink of an eye. At this time, the death energy was like the essence, and it was crazy to attack him.

"So strong!"

Luo Xuan's heart trembled slightly. At this time, he couldn't reach the ordinary harmony realm, but he still hadn't reached the end.

The infuriating energy is running to the extreme, and Luo Xuan speeds up again, squeezing through the pool of dead energy.

Ninety thousand feet!

After going deep into the bottom of the pool 90 thousand feet, the eyes suddenly opened up, and the pool water suddenly disappeared.

Looking up, the turquoise pool water hangs upside down in the sky, extremely weird.

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Luo Xuanshu took a sigh of life and looked into the distance. He stepped lightly in the air, and he could even hear his heart beating because of his nervousness.

Not long away, a huge altar appeared in the distance.

The altar is thousands of feet in radius, white as jade, and surrounded by hundreds of jade pillars, surrounding the altar.

The extremely strong death breath erupts from the altar and spreads in all directions.

A figure is sitting in the center of the altar, with eyes closed, lifeless, as if not knowing how many years he has died, and has no life.

Luo Xuan's complexion changed lightly, dropped to the ground, stopped outside the altar, leaned over and bowed, "Disciple Luo Xuan, pay homage to the ancestor."

The voice is soft, as if afraid of disturbing others, echoing in this empty space for a long time.

Silence, silence!

Luo Xuan lowered his head and waited quietly without being impatient.

About half an hour later, the silence remained, Luo Xuan finally couldn't help but look up at the figure in the center of the altar.

A white robe, clean and tidy, as if brand new, without a trace of dust, scattered white hair covering his face, making it difficult to see.

There is no wave of waves or breath fluctuations in the whole body, and there is still a dead silence.

Luo Xuan plucked up his courage and raised his voice a bit, "Disciple Luo Xuan, pay homage to the ancestor!" After speaking, he lowered his head again and waited quietly.

It was another half hour of silence. Just when Luo Xuan couldn't help but want to raise his head, the old voice suddenly sounded, "What's the matter?"

Luo Xuan's body shook suddenly, and his heart was shocked. He still had some doubts whether the secret passed down from generation to generation would be true. It was too unbelievable and unbelievable.

At this moment, hearing the old voice, there is no doubt that everything is true!

"Enlighten the ancestors, the disciple came to report the news about Lian Tianding." Luo Xuan said in a low voice without raising his head.

"Oh?"

The long voice echoed in the surrounding space, and the figure in the center of the altar finally moved, and his eyes opened, as if two sharp swords shot past and fell on Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan suddenly felt an extremely powerful pressure falling, and couldn't raise his head.

"Speak, speak clearly."

The voice fell, and his extremely sharp gaze withdrew, Luo Xuan immediately let out a sigh, and his heart was extremely shocked. Is this the power of the saint?

After sorting out my thoughts, I will talk about the words that I have prepared long ago slowly.

After Luo Xuan finished speaking, the space was silent for about a quarter of an hour before the old voice sounded, "You did a good job, but there is one more thing for you to do."

"The disciple, please follow the instructions of the ancestors." Luo Xuan bowed.

"Find ten people for me, the stronger the better, and let them take the initiative to fall on the Yuzhu, understand?"

"Ancestor!"

Luo Xuan was taken aback and looked up in amazement. He saw two extremely sharp gazes. Luo Xuan bowed his head again and said, "The disciple does his best."

"Well, go!"

Luo Xuan turned around, secretly bitter, these people have become wary of him, how easy is it to talk about?

But he has no other choice, he has to do it!