In the end, he fell into the Xuanhuang Realm.

Although the true immortal died, he could not get rid of his obsession.

Before his death, he took a last look at Xuanhuang Realm.

He recorded all the scenes and things in the world. Then the true immortal's obsession lasted for a long time, and after thousands of years of evolution, a huge world of consciousness was formed.

The Immortal World.

The group of monks who attacked the True Immortals back then were the original Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.

...

The information about this story is too great, and it took Xiao Heng a long time to digest it.

"Senior, why did the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance attack the True Immortal?" Xiao Heng asked.

"Why? It's naturally for the word "profit"! The true immortal came from the upper realm, and there were countless immortal magic and immortal weapons on his body."

"Everything is a great fortune."

"Just let's talk about the foundation of the Wanxian Alliance, the Tianxuan Mirror, is one of the immortal weapons carried by the true immortals in the past."

“It has infinite uses.”

The skull's tone was full of resentment towards the Wanxian Alliance, explaining.

Later, he introduced the mystery of the Tianxuan Mirror to Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng had never seen such a treasure, his eyes glowing.

Then he couldn't help but say fiercely: "The Wanxian Alliance is so despicable!"

After a while, Xiao Heng asked again: "Senior, who are you? How could you become like this?"

The skull was silent for a long time, as if it was trapped in memories.

Then he slowly said: "Not all immortal cultivators are as crazy as the Wanxian Alliance in the past."

"There are many monks who have received the favor of the True Immortals and are extremely grateful and respectful to the True Immortals."

"After hearing the news that the True Immortal was attacked by the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, they were heartbroken and vowed to avenge the True Immortal."

"They spontaneously formed the [Fuxian] organization to fight against the Wanxian Alliance."

"It's a pity that the Wanxian Alliance is powerful and the Fuxian is far from reaching."

"After thousands of years of extermination, the number of people who have revived immortals has become smaller and smaller. Now, I am the only one who lives in the world."

The words of the skull contain endless tragic aura.

Xiao Heng, who had a strong sense of justice, couldn't help but be infected by it, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Senior..." He wanted to comfort him, but was interrupted by his skull.

"Haha, I don't need you, a little baby, to be pitiful!"

"Before, I only had consciousness left. I lived in this rift of the Fallen Fairyland, and there was no successor to Fuxian."

"I don't want to see that the sky is endless, I [Fuxian] will send you to me!" A faint light shot out from the skull's eye sockets, covering Xiao Heng.

"You doll is a rare genius in cultivation that has been seen in a thousand years. It's great to join us [Fuxian] and take over the banner of fighting against the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance!"

As he said that, Xiao Heng noticed a storage ring appeared in his hand.

At the same time, a lot of information appeared in my mind instantly.

Most of them are common sense required for practice, and even include a technique called [Dinghai Divine Sword].

The skull took back the light and said slowly: "I have taught you all the knowledge of my early practice, which is enough for you to practice safely until the Golden Elixir stage."

"However, remember, be careful to hide yourself and not expose it. The immortal master of the Wanxian Alliance has unfathomable cultivation. Thousands of years have passed, and his strength is probably not inferior to the true immortal that year."

Xiao Heng's face turned solemn, but then he asked a little embarrassedly: "Senior, I am so young and alone, I'm going to let me fight against the Wanxian Alliance. Isn't it a bit..."

The skull angrily shouted: "Silly! You can recruit people! If you meet any companion with good talent, you can bring them to us [Fuxian]. We Fuxian has been silent for thousands of years, and it is the time when we need fresh blood to be added."

"It's just that you must make sure that the other party is a trustworthy person and cannot get involved in the spy of the Wanxian Alliance."

Xiao Heng was surprised when he heard this, "That's great!"

The skull said again: "I have consumed too much energy to pass on your power and I am about to fall into a deep sleep."

"For a period of time in the future, I will leave the matter of [Fuxian] to you."

"If there is a new member, you can take him to the middle finger bone."

"There is an altar there, which is a treasure of our [Fuxian]. You can obtain martial arts and objects through prayer."

"But the altar has a spirit, and it will only respond to reasonable requests. You will know the specific ones when you use them."

The sound of the bones became weaker and weaker, but they were still explaining some precautions.

"Senior, how long do you have to sleep before you wake up?" Xiao Heng asked with concern.

"Haha, this may be possible. I was originally a dead person, but I only survived with a ray of obsession."

"It is possible that you will wake up in a year or two, and you may never wake up again."

"However, if you have the will and have the ability in the future, you can collect the foundation-building objects precipitated by the monk after his death. This thing has lost the wonders of heaven and earth and is useless to others. But it will help me resurrection."

The skull said slowly.

Xiao Heng nodded repeatedly and kept it in his heart.

"Remember, there is another point. If I sense my breath completely disappears, it means that this place may have been exposed. Destroy the hand bones immediately and never come in here again." The skull reminded again.

"Okay, let's do it." The skull seemed to be extremely weak and could no longer support it.

"Senior!" As the skull was about to fall into a deep sleep, Xiao Heng hesitated for a moment and asked the question in his heart.

"You haven't told me your name yet?"

"...You are not worthy of knowing my name now. You will know it when you can really take on the burden of restoring immortals in the future."

After saying this, the skull disappeared into darkness.

"Senior?Senior?" Xiao Heng called out a few times, but no one answered.

Sighing regretfully, looking at the empty area around, Xiao Heng took out a silver necklace from the storage ring.

According to the method of the senior professor, the silver necklace emitted a ray of light.

Then Xiao Heng's eyes went dark, and after a moment, he had returned to the flying boat in the deserted island.

The friends around were still sleeping soundly, and everything just now seemed to have a dream.

But the extra ring in my hand and the necklace hanging on my chest.

Remind Xiao Heng that this is not a dream.

The young Xiao Heng took on the burden that he should not bear at this young age.

He was exhausted and soon he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, he woke up earlier than everyone else.

I came to the beach alone, recalled the skills taught by the skull senior, closed my eyes and sensed the spiritual energy around me, and quietly started practicing.

After a short time, Ye Feipeng, who woke up and could not find Xiao Heng's traces, noticed the fluctuations of the spiritual energy by the sea and walked over.

He looked at Xiao Heng, who was meditating with his eyes closed, and he hadn't noticed anything at first.

When he got closer, Xiao Heng suddenly opened his eyes and a light blue, faintly formed water sword suddenly appeared.

The guard was in front of Xiao Heng, and the sword pointed directly at Ye Feipeng, and then he was about to launch a fatal attack.

Ye Feipeng staggered and fell to the ground like he saw a ghost.
Chapter completed!