The Other Side of Deep Space

The mountains outside the Land of Death were wrapped in light bands, with extremely high energy concentration. The eight extraordinary nests were built around the Land of Death.

Wang Xuan looked from afar, wondering what expression the ferryman would have when he saw him, would he be happy to see him, or would he think he had seen a ghost?

He stood on a mountain peak and saw a family of silkworm snakes, two adults and two children, lying outside the snake cave lazily basking in the sun. He didn't want to destroy the warm atmosphere of the family, so he let it go.

He also saw the mountain turtle, still so active. After the extraordinary fruit was picked, it practiced the spirit turtle micro-step in that area every day to look for the enemy. The turtle, who would not even have extraordinary herbs, was a little pitiful, so he decided not to disturb it.

Then, he saw the silver bear, which was plump and almost round like a ball. It hardly left the nest, and he didn't have the heart to disturb such a home-loving bear.

Then, he went to observe outside another extraordinary nest. From a distance, he saw the golden strange bird standing on the cliff, tearing an elephant with its claws. The blood dyed the cliff red. It was feasting.

Forget about such a difficult and fierce bird. Wang Xuan looked at it again and again, not wanting to pay attention to it.

He went around a long circle and found that the eight nests were heavily guarded and it was not easy to approach. It was probably because he visited frequently and three times last time, which made the eight extraordinary monsters not very hospitable.

"Oula star, he has at least four metal plates in his hand!" A few people found Wang Xuan, were furious, and quietly retreated, preparing to find someone to hunt him.

Wang Xuan had already seen them, and glanced at the direction they left lightly, too lazy to pay attention. His current target was the extraordinary.

He was going to go directly into the dead land. The demon fruit could not be picked now, and all the monsters were on guard.

He felt that the energy he had accumulated should be enough. He had digested the strange fog, drank a lot of the earth fairy spring, and eaten a lot of the flesh and blood of extraordinary monsters.

Covered by the fog, the dead land remained the same, without any changes. When Wang Xuan stepped in, all the sounds disappeared, and the sun-filled secret land turned into a cold night scene with a silver moon hanging high.

After arriving at this place, his body was in great pain again, and his pores were bleeding, but he didn't care, he was used to it.

What was different was that a yellow metal lump appeared on the only way to the blue lake. It was very large and more than five meters high.

It was obviously baptized by the years. The dusty big piece of metal made people feel unusual from a distance, but why didn't they see it the first two times?

Wang Xuan walked over and wiped it with his hand. The part of the metal without dust suddenly shone brightly, like a sun across the sky, revealing its true appearance, too gorgeous.

"Is this Sun Gold?!" He was shocked. Legend has it that immortals add this material to their weapons. How could there be such a large piece here? Unbelievable.

It looks like it has been lying here for some years. The dead land is very strange. Why didn't I see it the first two times?

Wang Xuan took out the dagger, gestured, and first carefully cut a sword. What shocked him was that the dagger could cut the Sun Gold!

Is this thing for the destined person? Wang Xuan did not forget that one hundred grams of Sun Gold is worth 500 million New Star Coins, which is priceless!

He looked at it again and again, and prepared to cut off a large piece with the dagger. The material used by the immortals to refine weapons is a mythical item. Give it to Goddess Zhao and exchange it with Lao Zhong for scriptures. This deal should be negotiated.

Clang!

He chopped it with the dagger, and a deep crack suddenly appeared on the Sun Gold. It is estimated that if he chopped it twice more, this piece of scrap weighing dozens of kilograms could be cut off.

However, a shocking change occurred. The big golden nugget of the sun glowed as a whole, and a layer of light curtain emerged, isolating him from the outside.

Wang Xuan took a few steps back. Although he felt regretful, he did not feel too much regret. He knew that things in the dead land were not so easy to get.

"There are words." He was a little surprised. The huge golden nugget of the sun was engraved with dense words, spreading from the top of the five-meter-high top to the bottom.

However, he did not recognize any of these ghost paintings!

He touched the golden light curtain lightly, starting from the bottom, and then he was shocked. There was a spiritual imprint that could be sensed, and it turned out to be a record about him.

The line of golden ghost paintings could be identified in his eyes, and it read: Wang Xuan, three times in the dead land, an ordinary person.

What is this five-meter-high golden nugget of the sun? There are so many ghost paintings. Could they all be names and records?

He has been to the dead land three times and is a mortal, so he has a place on the golden nugget?

He touched the line of words above him, and it showed that he was not qualified enough to read.

"What a ranking of broken gold nuggets, the reading experience is too bad!"

He touched line after line of words, and the results showed that he was not qualified to read.

Suddenly, fairy music sounded, the five-meter-high gold nuggets glowed, and the misty white mist flowed. A line of words appeared at a very high position above.

The words were readable, and in fact, a spiritual imprint had been transmitted, expressing its meaning: Chen Tuan, traveling to the west, the nine-color golden elixir road under the Wu Tuo tree was perfect, and he created a new nine-turn feather fairy method to kill...

Then, Wang Xuan saw that the line of words representing Chen Tuan had risen by more than ten places.

He was stunned to see a legendary person, and this gold nugget was actually reporting his recent situation. Is this a reflection of his strength and status?

Chen Tuan is the top figure in the field of inner alchemy after Zhongli Quan and Lu Dongbin. The five-color golden elixir method is famous all over the world and is well-known in the history of old techniques.

Now, the golden nugget proves that he is still alive, but it is unknown what kind of life form he is in. He has a new method and amazing combat power.

Unfortunately, it was not reported who Chen Tuan killed.

Wang Xuan's eyes were strange. People who walked the road of the dead, relatively special strong people, have such a ranking?

He stood here for a moment, not wanting to delay any longer, and walked towards the blue lake. On the way, he felt that the moon in the night sky was particularly large today, and his own changes were a bit strange.

Huh!

A pair of white wings appeared behind him, which were constructed with energy runes. He had an impulse to fly to the moon!

Then, a pair of golden wings appeared behind him, which still made him have a strong desire to fly and hope to get closer to the moon.

...

The situation is quite wrong. Is it because he didn't eat the demon fruit, so this time he is apotheosis? Not right!

Apotheosis doesn't mean he wants to fly to the moon, why does he have such an impulse? Wang Xuan was puzzled.

The moon was particularly sacred, and it was a little different tonight, the light that fell was much richer.

In a trance, he seemed to see a palace on the moon and a human figure swaying, but this should be impossible. How could he see it from such a distance?

The waves rose and fell, and a golden bamboo boat came at high speed on the blue sea.

The ferryman was stunned. He saw that kid again. He ran in three times in a row in a few days, and he was still alive. Did he really think this was his backyard?

"It's okay, take your time. You take it slowly first. You will get used to it after a few more times."

Wang Xuan jumped on the bamboo boat and became more and more familiar. After sitting on the boat this time, he directly poured himself a cup of Earth Fairy Spring and asked the ferryman if he wanted a cup.

"No!" The ferryman refused.

"Senior, I saw a gold nugget. What's the situation?" Wang Xuan got straight to the point and asked directly.

"You can see it? A mortal can leave his name on it?!" The ferryman was a little surprised.

Obviously, he knew about this thing, but he had never mentioned it before.

"All those involved there are people above the extraordinary level, and they all have their own unique features, but you are not extraordinary yet, but you can leave your name on the Sun Gold List..." The ferryman sighed.

"It is precisely because I am not extraordinary, but I can come in three times, so I was recorded?" Wang Xuan guessed.

"What is the ranking?" The ferryman asked him.

"The bottom line of text records me."

"The last one, I can understand." The ferryman nodded.

"I want to ask, who is it that engraved on the Sun Gold Nugget, and what is the meaning?" Wang Xuan asked.

The ferryman shook his head and said, "I don't know. From ancient times to the present, there have been quite a few people who have entered the eight dead places, but not many creatures can be recorded in the golden list."

"Today's moon is also special. It is particularly large. It feels like it is about to fall into the sea." Wang Xuan said. He felt that everything was different tonight.

The ferryman's heart skipped a beat. He looked up suddenly, and then looked at Wang Xuan again, and said to himself: "Are you so special? Has something happened to you recently?"

"No!" Wang Xuan denied it directly, and finally added: "I ate some extraordinary meat and drank some earth fairy spring."

As for the treasure that the immortals fought for and invested in his inner scene, he would never tell him. If the news leaked out, all the curtains would approach him.

Next time he opens the inner scene, he must study the words engraved on the treasure carefully. Is it a secret method coveted by the immortals, or some secrets? He is looking forward to it.

"Something fell from the moon!" Wang Xuan was surprised. Tonight was indeed full of surprises!

The white light fell, like the light rain of a fairy, pouring down to the sea. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a treasure has fallen.

"A scroll of scriptures?!" Wang Xuan was stunned. Did it fall from the moon?

"Sure enough, it really came. You have entered the dead land three times with a mortal body and are engraved on the Sun Gold List. This is a different view." The ferryman sighed.

"Senior, haven't you climbed this dead moon?" Wang Xuan was suspicious.

"I haven't been there, but I saw some strange things happen to it." The ferryman said.

The scripture fell in front of him, emitting a hazy light rain, hanging above the bamboo boat.

Wang Xuan felt something was wrong. There was a silk thread connected to the scripture, which was crystal clear. Why did it look like a fishing line? !

He went to see the silk thread on the ferryman's fishing rod, and was surprised to find that the thread hanging from the moon was tougher and more unusual than the ferryman's fishing line. It was densely covered with fine runes, and seemed to have the breath of the Great Dao!

He went to see the cover of the scripture. There were a few ghostly runes, which he didn't recognize at all, but soon a spiritual imprint appeared, allowing him to understand the meaning of the words: Zhangliu Golden Body Technique.

Wang Xuan was moved. He practiced the Golden Body Technique, but now a body-building secret book that seemed to be from Buddhism fell down, which was really amazing.

It was impossible to say that he was not tempted, but when he thought about the fact that Buddhism would burn itself in the end, he was not very interested.

Wang Xuan asked: "Senior, has this happened before? What happened to the person who took the scripture?"

"Following this line, it seems to have landed on the moon." The ferryman said uncertainly.

"Is this landing on the moon? Why do I feel like it was caught?" Wang Xuan seriously doubted it. Isn't this a fishing line? If there is a golden hook with the bait, it will be worthy of the name.

"I really don't know the situation on the moon." The ferryman shook his head.

"The Land of the Dead is one of the oldest secret roads, which means that there are extraordinary people when there is the Land of the Dead, and the immortals may not appear yet." Wang Xuan spoke and analyzed seriously.

"In other words, this Dead Moon in the sky may be earlier than the immortals?" Wang Xuan's face changed when he said this.

Now, there are monsters on the Dead Moon, or people, are they fishing?

I don't understand what's going on on the moon at all, and Wang Xuan will never go up there.

Wang Xuan looked at the Zhangliu Golden Body Technique and said, "What a broken secret book, it's not as good as the scriptures collected in Lao Zhong's study. Do you really think I have never seen the world? Take it back!"

As he and the ferryman were dumbfounded, the fishing line went away, taking the Zhangliu Golden Body Technique away and disappeared into the night sky.

Not long after, a rain of light fell like a fairy, and another scripture fell from the sky, landing above the bamboo boat, connected to the fishing line.

"You are targeting me, thinking I am a fish, and want to catch me?!" Wang Xuan pulled out the dagger to see what scripture it was. If it was good, he could think about it, and if it was not good, he would retreat.

He carefully looked at the ghostly symbols on the cover of the scripture, and finally understood its meaning through the spiritual imprint: Taichu Qingshenshu.

He felt that the name was very intimidating and seemed extremely extraordinary. He turned his head to look at the ferryman and asked him if he had heard of this scripture.

"The famous secret book of spiritual training in the early days of Taoism is quite not simple, and it is considered a high-end secret!" The ferryman said solemnly.

Wang Xuan looked again and again, but he still restrained himself and said: "There are top secret chapters in Lao Zhong's study that are more powerful than this, but this one is still not good enough."

Silently, the scripture went away again and disappeared in the night sky.

The ferryman spoke faintly: "Can I ask who Lao Zhong is, and what secrets and unique skills are in his study?"

Just then, the fishing line on the moon fell again, and a light rain fell. A shining scripture bloomed with Taoism, flowing with various runes, and slowly fell down.