What's a Sunday?

Chen Xi asked his own questions, but Bai Hong did not immediately answer them.

He looked at the soul crystal in Chen Xi's hand. After a long silence, he replied: "In that time, after the Holy Lord of Taiqing led everyone to the great world, he left five temples in the lower realm, one of which was Zhou...”

Although the big world is self-contained, it is still essentially just a space crack deep in the void, except that it is bigger and more stable than the usual tiny hole sky.

But unfortunately...

The great world, though good, is far less stable than the main world, and it may suddenly close one day and imprison the ancient immortals forever in the void.

As a result, Saint Joe of the Qing Dynasty left five temples on Earth.

The five temples, with their soul crystals at their core, each suppressed five ancient vicious beasts and used their powerful souls as coordinates for communicating between the two worlds.

As long as the spirits of the Five Vicious Beasts are immortal, even if the space cracks suddenly converge, causing the ancient immortals to be trapped in the void, they can find the Lord World through the spirits of the Five Vicious Beasts, thus forcibly opening the way back to the Lord World.

Before Chen Xi encountered the Blue Dragon spirit, it was the ancient ferocious beast repressed by the Temple of Sunday. Because of the soul crystal nourishment, after so many years, the spirit of the Green Dragon has still not dissipated.

Green Dragon is an ancient ferocious beast, and wisdom is not lost at all to the ancient immortal cultivators.

But precisely because it is an intelligent creature, the moment Chen Xi opened the seal, Qinglong went mad like attacking Chen Xi and tried to occupy his body.

After all, it has been imprisoned for a very, very long time, and the desire for freedom has long gone deep into the bone marrow, and now finally sees hope of getting out of poverty, which naturally cannot be left in vain.

But Green Dragon never thought that he could easily wait, but not for freedom, but for the tragic end of the soul scattered...

Sunday Temple is like a signal tower that connects the two worlds. Once the soul of the Green Dragon is extinguished, the ancient immortals in the great world will naturally no longer perceive the existence of Sunday Temple.

That's why they sent a group of White Hong to check the situation and see where Long Li went and why he hasn't returned.

……

The white rainbow frowned deeply as soon as he mentioned the long distance.

Even the three of them have now fallen into his hands and become prisoners.

Everything was done by this mysterious man in front of me...

When did these high men appear in the lower realm?

Thinking about it, Bai Hong couldn't help but glance at Chen Xi before asking his second question.

“Who are you… exactly? ”

His question was very general, so Chen Xi immediately answered with a smile: "Me? My name is Chen Xi, I am Chinese, I live in Beijing, I am unemployed, I own a tea house, I usually stay home with my wife and children..."

White Rainbow is not a fool, and naturally his answer cannot be satisfactory.

So he immediately interrupted Chen Xi's words and said angrily: “Hugh me! ”

“The following cultivation conditions are absolutely impossible to present your cultivation...”

“Who are you? Why are you waiting for me?! ”

White rainbows seem to care about this.

But Chen Xi opened his hands with an innocent face and replied seriously: "Why are you lying? I'm really a native Earthling... well, Earth is what you call the bottom line... I've been in the bottom line, so I don't know anything about what's going on there, otherwise why waste my time asking you these simple questions? ”

That statement was plausible, and for a while, Bai Hong didn't know how to pursue it.

Yeah, if Chen Xi also comes from the big world, why doesn't he even know the historical origins of these people?

The white rainbow darkles at Chen Xi's origins.

Chen Xi waited a moment and saw that Bai Hong had been silent and asked with a smile: "Okay, now it's my turn to ask the question, right? ”

White rainbow didn't answer.

Chen Xi asked herself, "Talk about the big world. I wonder what's going on in there? ”

As he spoke, he gently rubbed his finger against the soul crystal on his hand.

This move also seems to warn Bai Hong in silence, if he doesn't speak again, he will move coarsely...

In fact, Chen Xi spent a lot of time questioning instead of using secret methods to search for souls, mainly because his spiritual injuries were not healed.

After all, the cultivation of the white rainbow traveler is not weak, and the divine soul is intact.

If they happen to have practiced some kind of reinforcing divine soul secret, then Chen Xi is likely to be repelled during the process of application, and thus exasperated.

Chen Xi now has the advantage, some ways to get Bai Hong to talk, naturally not so easy to take the risk.

caution is the best way to be safe...

Chen Xi is deeply aware of this.

……

Seeing the brilliance of the soul crystal, a feeling of inexplicability suddenly appeared in the eyes of the white rainbow.

After a deep sigh of dull air, he looked at Chen Xi and said slowly: “The big world? It's a place close to the fairy realm...”

The great world is situated in a void fissure deep in the universe, connecting the Earth through the heavenly gates, so even if the Earth's spiritual gas is depleted, the great world still has a strong spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

With the arrival of the ancient immortals in the great world, the stature and prestige of the Holy Journal of Tai Qing reached its peak.

If you want to be against Tai Ching Holy Joe, be prepared to be against the whole great world.

Therefore, Taiqing Saint Joe succeeded in accomplishing one thing that the previous person had never done before by relieving himself of the power to defeat and help the building. That is...

Integrating the originally scattered and fragmented inheritance of immortals, it succeeded in creating an organization called 'Heavenly Capital’ in the world.

The emergence of the heavens is like the emperor of Qin Shi Ping Six Kingdoms, unifying the world.

With the deliberate push of Taiqing Saint Joe, all the different factions set aside stereotypes, exchanged and learned from each other, picked the stone of his mountain to attack jade, and the head of the Na Bai family was thick, everyone got the benefits they wanted, and heaven has thus ushered in the most glorious moment.

Unfortunately, however, this glory did not last forever...

Immortal roads are difficult, difficult to reach the green sky.

Even Taiqing Saint Joe's stunning and worldly existence did not finally break free from the laws of Heaven, so that Shou Yuan ran out and hated Immortals.

With the immortal death of Taiqing Holy Journal, the strength of Heavenly Capital is also sharply weakened, no longer glory of the year.

But the saying is good:

A dead camel is still bigger than a horse, and a rotten boat still has three kilos of iron.

Heaven is no longer glorious, but heaven is still the most powerful force in the big world thanks to the home left behind by Tai Qing Sheng Jo.

As a god of heaven, it is naturally impossible for Bai Hong to tell Chen Xi the details of heaven, so after briefly describing the origin of heaven, he closed his mouth again.

In this regard, Chen Xi did not mean to continue to ask.

Because he had roughly guessed what was happening in Heaven.

The reason is simple...

The crows in the world are generally black.

Immortal cultivators, in order to survive, must strengthen themselves through plunder.

If immortal cultivators are regarded as an animal, then in this selfish and profitable ethnic style, countries or organizations that want to produce a centralized system similar to Heaven's …

That's simply impossible!

After all, as consumers at the top of the food chain, immortal cultivators form tissues that, while enhancing the overall strength of the community, do not have sufficient resources to maintain the functioning of the tissues.

It is precisely because of this that fairy cultivators have always only been able to connect with each other in such a way as clan, gate, etc., and can only warm up in small groups.

After all, it's not all because of the simple eight words:

Competitive in nature, superior to the inferior.

How to strengthen oneself and make oneself stand out from the whole community under limited conditions, this is the goal every fairy practitioner will pursue all his life...