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Chapter 451 A Group of Little White Sheep

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    "The fairyland is decaying, and the fairy energy here is gradually decaying, turning into ashes."

    Qiu Shuijing looked at Beimian Great Wall, which was dumping the ashes, showing doubts, and said, "Immortal energy turns into ashes, and the fairy world dumps the ashes, so isn't the total amount of immortal energy in the fairy world decreasing? Then, these  Where does the immortal energy used by immortals come from?"

    He is still thinking about this question, Su Yun has already entered the Hall of Martial Immortals.

    Qiu Shuijing was worried that he would be in danger, so he hurriedly followed him.

    In the Hall of Martial Immortals, time seems to have frozen, and the people who came to steal the fairy sword still maintained various postures in their lifetime. Su Yun and Qiu Shuijing walked forward, as if walking into a jungle of sculptures.

    They are the physical body of the strong, some of them are not like the human race, and their aura is extremely powerful. Some people have even cultivated a dojo, with a halo floating behind them, and some have flame patterns, sun and moon rings, or streamers. That is their dojo.

    They should be from other worlds.

    Obviously, there are masters in other worlds who think that as long as there is a fairy sword, no one will dare to cross the catastrophe, so they moved their minds and came to steal the sword.

    Su Yun stopped and looked at the dense jungle of sculptures in front of him, only shocked in his heart.

    It's hard to imagine how many people with lofty ideals came to steal the sword in the vast world at the foot of the Beimian Great Wall in the long time, but died under the fairy sword in the end!

    Qiu Shuijing sighed silently, and said: "How many people have been blocked from the ascension by Wu Xianren with this sword? Why did he do this?"

    Su Yundao: "If we combine the question you just asked with the question now, we can get the answer."

    Qiu Shuijing's heart trembled slightly.

    Su Yun continued according to his guess: "In the fairy world, the total amount of fairy energy is fixed. In the early days, the immortals who ascended from the lower realms had the first-mover advantage and occupied the best resources in the fairy world.  Immortal energy. The immortal who ascended later can only occupy relatively poor resources.

    "Later, the resources of the fairy world were divided up, so the immortals who ascended later could only work for the immortals in front of them, and get a share of the pie from the seniors. As more and more immortals ascended, the share of the pie  Fewer and fewer, dissatisfaction arises, and wars will break out among the immortals.

    "After the victorious party kills the loser, it seizes the other party's resources and redistributes them. However, there will still be new immortals ascending. In order to limit the ascension of immortals, they must control the number of ascenders. Therefore, they must send most people  Eliminate."

    Su Yun walked in the jungle of sword stealers' corpses, searching for the corpses of Aunt Luo and others, and said: "The Beimian Great Wall blocks stowaways, but they cannot stop those who ascended. Therefore, they created fairy swords and other fairy roads."  Spirit soldiers, reflect the vast world at all times, find those who have the hope of ascension, and kill them!"

    Qiu Shuijing followed him and said, "Not only that, they also want to set up gods to rule the lower realms instead of them. In the past, there were one or two who could ascend to become immortals, but since the immortal world decayed, the immortal energy began to turn into ashes.  Everything has changed, ascension has become extremely difficult! The immortals in the fairy world artificially control the number of ascension people!"

    Su Yun showed doubts, and said: "I'm still a little puzzled. The total amount of immortal energy is fixed, and the immortal energy is turning into calamity ash again. Some immortals have already transformed into calamity ash monsters. Then, how do other immortals maintain their daily lives?"  Cultivation? You must have new immortal energy, unpolluted immortal energy"

    Speaking of this, he was even more puzzled: "How did the fairy world survive until now? Logically speaking, the fairy world should have collapsed long ago."

    After what he said, Qiu Shuijing also saw that something was wrong, and said in a low voice: "Without the birth of new fairy energy, and the continuous fairy energy turning into catastrophe ashes, the fairy world will definitely collapse rapidly.  The immortal will turn into Jiehuixian, and then other immortals in the fairy world will die in the war with Jiehuixian."

    Yingying had been listening to their conversation quietly, and suddenly said: "There must be a new source of immortal energy in the fairy world, so it can be maintained until now."

    Su Yun and Qiu Shuijing were shocked, and they looked at each other silently.

    Yingying's words seem impossible, but they are the only possibility.

    The fairy world must have a steady supply of new immortal energy to maintain the balance of the fairy world, otherwise all the immortals will assimilate into Jiehui immortals and become killing monsters, and eventually the fairy world will be completely buried by robber ashes!

    Qiu Shuijing murmured: "Then, where does the new fairy energy in the fairy world come from?"

    Su Yun finally found the bodies of Aunt Luo and the others, and respectfully invited them into his spirit world. No matter how Aunt Luo and the others treated him, they always cared for him.Can't catch up.

    Unless you abandon the physical body, you can catch up with the speed of Tianshiyuan by directly chasing with your spirit.

    When everyone was helpless, the young Bai Ze was secretly messing with something on the Great Wall. Ying Long was very knowledgeable, and he came to watch, but it was a sacrificial summoning formation.

    "Sacrifice what? Summon what?" Ying Long didn't quite understand either.

    "Sacrifice to the Great Wall of Beimian, summon us in reverse, and summon us to the sky city wall."

    The young Bai Ze said: "It's like the first holy emperor offering sacrifices and summoning you from the fairy world."

    Ying Long was puzzled: "That was the First Saint Emperor summoning me in Yuanshuo, summoning me from the fairy world to Yuanshuo. But you summoned yourself, summoned yourself to another place. There is also this kind of sacrifice call  Formation?"

    The young Bai Ze sighed, and said: "That's how I was exiled. My clansman exiled me to a place where no birds shit in Yuanshuo."

    Everyone was stunned.

    Ying Long asked: "You come from Zhongshan Dongtian, and your people are also in Zhongshan Dongtian?"

    The boy Bai Ze nodded.

    Ying Long said again: "Are there many learned little white sheep like you in Zhongshan Cave?"

    The young Bai Ze nodded.

    Ying Long took a deep breath and murmured: "Almost half a year has passed since our trip to the fairy world, and Zhongshan Dongtian may soon be merged with Tianshiyuan. Will my little brother be able to stop the attack of a group of little white sheep?"  " (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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