I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Three days later.

Layers of wind and sand repeatedly swept past, and the piled up gravel had already buried half of the huge blood palanquin.

However, the blood carriage was clean without a speck of dust.

The 16 lanterns were still swaying along with their exquisite tassels.

Gradually, everything stopped moving.

In the blood carriage, there was a space that was much more spacious than the outside world. The decorations were magnificent, and the tables and chairs were just like any other.

PEI Ling sat on the main seat, one hand holding the weak and boneless Si Hong Qingqian, and the other holding a newly made Jade scroll.

The Jade slip recorded the two immortal techniques that Si Hong Qingqian had obtained from the will of the true immortal.

Now that the system had finished recording everything, he only needed to find a suitable place and use the system to take over ...

Although the true immortal's will had accepted the challenge to the Wushi villa, and he no longer needed to fight in this battle, it still concerned the success or failure of his immortal path. He had to be fully prepared!

"With an incarnation, I don't have to worry about my fate energy being taken away ..."

"However, he is still my incarnation."

&Quot; even if it's the will of a true immortal, it's limited by its physical cultivation. The power it can exert is limited. &Quot;

&Quot; and the Wu Shi villa is the leader of the demonic sects. It must be more difficult to deal with than the reincarnation tower! &Quot;

"I still have to learn the immortal Technique. If anything happens, I can join forces with the will of the true immortal ..."

As he calculated in his heart, PEI Ling suddenly exerted some force in his hand and the Jade slip was crushed into powder, falling from his fingers.

Immediately after, he hugged Si Hong Qing, who was in his arms, and instructed, " "Return to the sect first. No one can know about this."

&Quot; this is my order. You must obey it! &Quot;

Si hongqing's voice was soft and charming, and she said very straightforwardly, " "Yes, master!"

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Ten days later.

Deep in the thousand fathoms sea.

The waves were like a whale's waves, sparkling and clear.

The surface of the sea was pitch-black, like ink that had been ground several times.

The unknown seabird in the sky let out a hoarse cry, flapped its wings, and streaked across the green sky like an arrow.

Vortexes would appear and disappear from time to time in the vast sea.

Suddenly, a long and narrow space crack opened in the void, and a black-robed figure with a knife on his back escaped from it. It was PEI Ling.

After he appeared, PEI Ling immediately released his spiritual sense and scanned the entire area.

He soon noticed that although the surroundings seemed calm and peaceful, there were many water demons and sea monsters with extraordinary cultivation hiding in the depths of the sea.

However, they were all demons and monsters, and there were no traces of cultivators.

PEI Ling could not help but nod in satisfaction.

The last time he had cultivated [ all living beings, crossing the sea of bitterness ], the system had controlled him to attack the nine luminaries mountain.

Therefore, he couldn't choose any of the nine sects 'territories to cultivate his new celestial technique!

He was now in the depths of the infinite fathomless sea. He had spent several days on the road to prevent the system from causing him trouble if he was too close to the nine major sects or the infinite fathomless sea market.

Thinking of this, he used all kinds of methods to see through the illusion and checked the surroundings. After confirming that there were no problems, he immediately set up layers of protection and concealment arrays.

Immediately after, PEI Ling sat down cross-legged in the formation and immediately muttered in his heart, " "System, I want to cultivate ..."

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The glazed avarice dynasty.

The Emperor's Tomb.

Under Cui Wei's Mountain-like tomb, there was an unimaginably vast Hall.

1,800 thick pillars stood in the middle, supporting this grand building.

The floor of the hall was paved with gold bricks, and huge candles were inserted into the walls and pillars. As the pure white flames burned, the air of the plants slowly spread, causing the entire Hall to be immersed in a strong medicinal fragrance.

It also shone on countless figures.

These figures were of all shapes and sizes. Only a portion of them were humans, while a considerable portion of them had fur and horns on their heads. Their faces were blurry, and their bodies were grotesque. They were from foreign races.

All the figures were carved out of bluestone. Even though they were stone statues, they still exuded a vast power. Some were unruly, some were unruly, some were wild and unruly, some were unparalleled, some were soft on the outside but hard on the inside, some were elegant and graceful ... Without exception, they all knelt on one knee and bowed towards the depths of the hall, showing absolute submission.

In the deepest part of the hall, there was a level 9999 pill vortex.

On top of the Imperial Jade throne, there were many carefully carved Thrones standing quietly. On each throne, there was a figure wearing a solemn crown.

Just like the figure below, they were all stone carvings.

It seemed that due to the long passage of time, the stone color had turned dark, and its original texture could not be seen. Looking at it, one could only feel that it was majestic and solemn, mixed with a trace of ancient simplicity.

The beads covered the face of the person sitting upright, but the aura around him was vast like the ocean, majestic and bright.

It was clearly a gray stone inscription, but it gave people a feeling of the sun in the sky, Grand and majestic.

Suddenly, one of the crown beads opened its eyes.

In an instant, it was as if the sun had risen. The originally dark hall was instantly filled with a majestic vitality. The rough and simple stone carvings on the crown instantly faded away, turning into pure gold inlaid with Jade, and the luxury and complexity of gold engraved patterns.

Within the robe, the petrification was removed, and flesh and blood reappeared!

At the same time, some of the stone statues kneeling under the Imperial Elixir began to recover rapidly, as if they were turning from lifeless and unconscious stone statues into real living beings!

Waves of powerful energy surged up and shook Pan Jia, then instantly spread out through the formation.

At the entrance of the Emperor's Tomb, the two old eunuchs who were resting with their eyes closed felt something and opened their eyes solemnly!

After exchanging a glance, one of the eunuchs quickly ordered, " "Your Majesty, there is a change in the Imperial tomb!"

Immediately after, he took out a specially made lantern, opened a small door, and quickly walked in.

In a flash, he arrived in front of a reflective wall. Even though the lanterns could still dispel the darkness and illuminate the surroundings, the eunuch did not dare to go forward anymore. He immediately knelt down and respectfully asked, " "This servant respectfully greets the retired emperor!"

"May I ask High Emperor, what are your orders?"

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At the same time, in the depths of su zhentian.

The clouds in the sky seemed to be boiling.

The flower trees under the waterfall moved without any wind, and the petals fluttered toward the entire suzhen heaven.

Cen fangwa felt something. She took a step forward and appeared in the sect's Secret place.

A figure suddenly condensed in the gorgeous Sunglow. She was dressed in a rosy dress and had a golden hairpin on her head. She was so beautiful that one couldn't look at her directly. She sat on a Cloud Bed with her bright eyes, but she didn't look at the current sect master of suzhentian. Instead, she looked into the distance ...

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At this moment, thousands of swords hummed in unison within the Arctic Dragon Sword sect, all of them pointing at a certain place within the sect.

There was a sword intent that soared into the sky from there. It was so condensed that it was almost tangible. It was brilliant, and as it rose, the sun and moon dimmed. It was majestic.

In the cave on the precipice, the sword God he fuqiong suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the same direction. He sensed something and couldn't help but frown."Ancestral master Xing Yu?"

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Nine luminaries mountain.

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In the corner of the changing smoke and clouds, the Grandmaster of taste of the world was sitting under a tree, letting the dew stain his clothes. The osmanthus flowers were like rain, but his expression was calm and indifferent as he comprehended the various forms of living beings.

Suddenly, he stopped his cultivation and opened his eyes. He looked in the direction of the Liu Yan Empire and gently nodded.

Then, su zhentian, Arctic Dragon Sword sect, and Yan richeng ...

A moment later, " taste of the world " said calmly, as if talking to himself, " "Fellow Daoists, I'll explain the situation first."