Chapter 146: The Secret of the Sea of Ten Thousand Tombs

Shen Linfeng was silent. It was indeed the first time he had heard of this thing called the origin of cultivation. Although I don't know what the origin of cultivation is, it is extremely important to know the origin of cultivation just by listening to its name.

In the world of cultivation, everything that can be called the origin is extremely important, which makes countless people flock to it and fight desperately.

"Kid, haven't you heard of the origin of cultivation before? Has your master Tianchenzi never mentioned this to you? After a while, Tong Lao opened his mouth again and asked Shen Linfeng with a puzzled expression.

"Although the younger generation has been under the family teacher for several years, because they are busy practicing, there are very few opportunities to see the family teacher on weekdays. And every time I see my teacher, I have been in a hurry for a moment, and I haven't even heard his advice to practice, so the younger generation has never heard the family teacher mention anything about the origin of this cultivation. Shen Linfeng shook his head and answered honestly.

"So that's it. It seems that the reason why Tianchenzi doesn't mention anything about the origin of cultivation is that your current cultivation is still too low, and the time has not yet come. Tianchenzi doesn't want to put too much pressure on you too early. This kind of thing, which even he can't easily get, is useless even if it is told to you, will make you have no intention of practicing. Tong Lao thought for a moment and said thoughtfully.

"Senior, what is the origin of this cultivation? Has the family teacher not tried to advance to the infant spiritual realm for so long? Is it also related to this thing?" Shen Linfeng hesitated for a moment and finally asked the question he wanted to know most at present.

"That's fine, even if I don't tell you about it now, you will know sooner or later. Instead, it's better to let you know earlier. Maybe you can get it by chance one day.

Tong Lao wanted to speak and stopped, and finally sighed and then said, "Your master Tianchenzi has reached the peak of the late Danling Realm more than 100 years ago. At that time, he also tried several times to hit the bottleneck of the infant spiritual realm, but in the end, they all failed. Do you know why?"

"Is it possible that the reason why the family teacher failed to hit the bottleneck of the baby spiritual realm is that he did not get the original source of cultivation mentioned by his predecessors?" Shen Linfeng answered uncertainly when he heard the words.

Tong Lao will suddenly talk about this to himself at this time, which must have something to do with the origin of his previous cultivation, and Shen Linfeng can naturally easily associate it.

"That's right, it's because of the cultivation of the origin." Tong Lao nodded and expressed his appreciation for Shen Linfeng's answer. Then he said, "About 3,000 years ago, some practitioners in various sects whose cultivation reached the late peak of the Danling Realm began to find that they could not condense Yuanying. Even if they forcibly condense Yuanying, they could not attract the heavenly disaster in heaven. Soon after, the forcibly condensed Yuanying dissipated again. This sudden occurrence appeared almost in the whole world of cultivation. In the hundreds of years after that, many talented cultivation geniuses died one after another because they could not unite Yuanying.

"There is such a thing." Shen Linfeng was shocked when he heard the words. It was the first time he heard that such things had happened in the Xiuzhen world.

Tong Lao glanced at Shen Linfeng and ignored him, but continued to say, "Finally, this event attracted the attention of some of the infant spirit realm predecessors of the super sect of practitioners. These young spiritual realm predecessors gathered together and spent almost 200 years to conduct research. Finally, they found that the reason why those practitioners who reached the late stage of the spiritual realm could not condense Yuanying was that there was a lack of a mysterious spiritual power between heaven and earth, and this mysterious spiritual power was the source of cultivation.

"Senior, since you can't condense Yuanying without the origin of cultivation, how do those Yuanying predecessors in the cultivation world condense Yuanying now?" Shen Linfeng was surprised and suddenly thought of something in his heart and asked immediately.

"Listen to me first." The words were interrupted by Shen Linfeng, and Tong Lao was quite dissatisfied. He stared at Shen Linfeng and continued to say, "After finding the reason why Yuanying could not condense Yuanying, those seniors began to send practitioners from their respective families to look for the whereabouts of the origin of cultivation in the world of cultivation. In the end, the practitioners found traces of the origin of cultivation in a place called the Sea of Tombs in the thousands of miles of ice in the far north, but all the lives there are extremely strong demons in the sea. With his strong strength, the practitioners temporarily subdued these demons in the sea and agreed to send 200 Danlingjing monks to the sea of tombs every 300 years to collect the origin of the truth.

"Senior, why do you have to go to the sea of tombs in the far north? Isn't there any other place to cultivate the origin?" Shen Linfeng asked with a puzzled face.

"Of course not. If there were, why did those infant spiritual predecessors have to take great risks to go to the far north to look for it? Maybe you don't know that every 300 years, less than half of the monks who enter the sea of tombs can come back alive, and less than 12 out of those monks who come back alive can successfully obtain the origin of the truth.

"Ah! Since it's so dangerous, why did those seniors go to the sea of tombs to find the source of cultivation? Shen Linfeng was shocked by the number said by Tong Lao and blurted out.

"Well, what do you know? Which of the practitioners who can cultivate to the spiritual realm does not have the talent far beyond ordinary people? If you can't get the source of cultivation, you will only be trapped in the spiritual realm all your life and eventually die because of the end of life. Instead, it's better to try your best to gamble. If you can find the origin of cultivation, you will have the qualification to further pursue the vast way of heaven. Even if you fail to die in the sea of thousands of tombs, it is just the difference between early death and late death. Tong Lao hummed and said.

"How did those predecessors who went to the sea of tombs to find the origin of cultivation die? Is it killed by those sea monsters? Shen Linfeng was a little puzzled and once again asked Tong Lao a question in his heart.

"Sea monster? Humph, you are too naive to think about it. Those who went to the sea of tombs to find the origin of cultivation did not die at the hands of sea monsters, but at the hands of fellow human monks. Although the sea monster is strong, how can it compare with the greed of the practitioners? If you kill a colleague, you have a much greater chance of finding the source of truth. Even some practitioners who feel that they have no hope of finding the origin of cultivation simply unite to attack the fallen monks to do such murderous and treasure-grabbing business. Tong Lao sneered and said something that surprised Shen Linfeng.

"What! Cultivators actually kill each other in the sea of tombs. Is killing and winning treasures more important than the origin of cultivation? Shen Linfeng was silent for a moment, and finally said slowly.

"Getting the origin of cultivation is only the first step. Being able to survive in the heavenly disaster of the advanced infant spiritual realm is the ultimate test. Many practitioners felt that they could not do this, so they simply gave up the competition for the origin of cultivation and robbed various treasures from other monks. Tong Lao shook his head and said.

"It's really abominable." Hearing this, Shen Linfeng said angrily that he was also extremely contemptuous of the behavior of these people.

"There is nothing that is not hateful. The world of cultivation is so weak and strong. When you are in danger, the more sanctimonious you are, the more likely you become. Although Hua Laoxun is domineering, he does not use conspiracy and tricks. Therefore, although people like him are hateful, they are not the most feared. Tong Lao smiled and said, as if he was laughing at Shen Linfeng for imagining too beautiful ideals in this world of cultivation.

"Senior, listening to what you said, is my master also waiting for a trip to the sea of tombs once every 300 years?" Shen Linfeng suddenly thought of something and asked Tong Lao again.

"What do you think? Your master Tian Chenzi is dedicated to pursuing the life of heaven, and how can he easily give up any further opportunities? He missed the last trip to the sea of tombs. This time, he will definitely find ways to go to the sea of tombs to find the source of the truth. Tong Lao said.

After saying that, Mr. Tong turned his eyes to the distance, and the old man had fought with the middle-aged man of Jinpao for a long time.

Shen Linfeng still wanted to ask something, but when he saw that Tong Lao didn't want to talk to him anymore, he had to close his mouth and also turned his eyes to the battlefield.

The old monster stood in the air and looked at the middle-aged man in the brocade robe opposite with a relaxed face.

Although Hua Laoxu had been fighting with the middle-aged Jinpao for so long when he talked with Tong Lao, he still looked calm, as if he had caused no harm at all.

In contrast, looking at the middle-aged brocade robe opposite him, holding a ruler's length and glittering bronze pen, he looked panting. Some of them were beyond Shen Linfeng's expectation that this middle-aged man in a brocade robe was a Confucian.

"Min Taoist friend, you and I have been fighting for so long, and you haven't taken any advantage of Hua. Why don't you admit defeat?" The old monster turned his eyes and said to the middle-aged man in the brocade robe not far away.

"Well, it's a good idea to play." When Jinpao heard this, he couldn't help sneering and said, "Although Min's cultivation is not as good as Hua Taoist friends, he also wants to fight with Hua Taoist friends happily today. Even if he is defeated in the end, it's still Min's own business."

"Since Taoist friends are so ignorant, it's no wonder that they spend it." The old monster's face, which was originally with a smile, instantly cooled down.

The old monster didn't talk much. His sleeve trembled, and a thick pink fog suddenly appeared in the air around him.

These pink fogs are rolling, covering more than ten feet of the old flower monster and the middle-aged man in the brocade robe.

"It's not good." When the middle-aged Jinpao saw this, he was suddenly shocked. At the moment when the pink fog appeared, he immediately felt bad. The middle-aged foot of the brocade robe moved, and the blue bronze long pen held in his right hand stroked into the pink fog in front of him.

An extremely sharp blue light came out of the top of the bronze pen, like a sharp sword light, and the pink fog in front of the middle-aged man in the brocade robe was shaken away one after another.

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe did not dare to hesitate at all, and his whole body flashed and immediately shot forward.

However, when he flew out of the crack, what he saw in front of him was not the landscape outside, but into a huge hall.

This strange hall is more than ten feet long and wide, and the walls and the stone pillars supporting the hall are an ambiguous pink. There was a faint smell of powder in the hall. With the appearance of this fragrance of powder, the extremely revealing young girls came out from behind the screen on the side of the hall.

These young girls are only about 20 years old. They are slim and have peach blossoms on their faces. They look extremely**.

In the middle of the brocade robe, after seeing these exposed young girls, they couldn't help blushing their cheeks. After hearing the ** sound in these young girls' mouths, their eyes gradually became dull.

Taking this opportunity, the pink fog that lingered around quickly penetrated into the middle-aged nose of the brocade robe.

As these pink fog enter the middle-aged mouth and nose of the brocade robe, the middle-aged sense of resistance of the brocade robe has become weaker and weaker, and even the bronze pen in his hand may fall from his hand at any time.

"Son..." Liu Meier covered her ears with a red face and said to Shen Linfeng beside her.

"Meier, what's wrong with you?" Shen Linfeng turned around and couldn't help but be a little surprised to see Liu Meier's red face.