MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 208 The confrontation of the monster

  Chapter 208 The confrontation of the monster

   On the grass, smoke and clouds filled the air, and the front was hazy, as if something was dormant, and the ancient desolate atmosphere filled the air.

  Jiang Ming gathered his mind and stopped digging the soil. Anyway, he had already dug a lot of seeds, which should be enough for him. It is hard to say whether there are so many spiritual transformation grass seeds in all the holy places for cultivating immortals.

"If the route you are taking is correct, no matter what is in front of you, it should be the thing that was guarded by the dozen or so peerless monsters before..." Hei Jian said solemnly: "But apart from some ancient Dao rhymes, I I didn't feel any special breath."

  Even if it is it, at this time, it can't sense clearly what exists in the depths of this place where spiritual energy is transpiring.

  Jiang Ming also looked solemnly, walked forward slowly, and a blurry black shadow gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

  Wow~

The last layer of smoke dissipated, and Jiang Ming finally saw clearly that the deepest part of this grassland was a stone platform with a square of three feet, about one foot high, black and ash all over, and covered with traces of years of vicissitudes eroded by wind and rain. .

  The stone platform faces Jiang Ming's side, and a stone step with a width of one person is excavated, leading to the highest point of the stone platform...

However, for Jiang Ming, he was surprised and a little disappointed. He thought it was a mysterious and ancient existence, or a shocking secret treasure, but he didn't expect it to be such a stone platform. Any abnormality.

  Even the whole body of the stone platform is not engraved with any runes or the like, and the excavated traces are a bit of a stream of consciousness, rough and unappealing, as if chiseled out by a mortal old farmer with a hoe...

  Only on the stone platform, there are some ancient vicissitudes of Dao rhyme left, maybe because it has existed for too long, but other than that, there is nothing special about it.

   "It's all here, let's go up and have a look."

  Jiang Ming sighed and walked up the stone steps slowly.

  A moment later, Jiang Ming stood on the stone platform, and it was empty as far as he could see, except for some traces of digging, which made the surface of the stone platform not very smooth.

   "Perhaps there were some treasures on this stone platform back then, but after endless years, it has long since ceased to exist..."

  Jiang Ming said to himself, there is nothing eternal in the world, even the saints will perish, not to mention the burial ground where the corpses of the saints are turned into, and perhaps the treasures that once existed have also turned into a ray of wind between heaven and earth.

  Heijian made a voice in surprise: "This seems to be...an altar!"

   "And, this altar may have sacrificed hundreds of millions of souls..."

   "Altar?" Jiang Ming was shocked, why didn't he find anything unusual.

   Besides, the altar doesn’t mean to sacrifice… How did it become a thing for cultivating souls?

  Besides, hundreds of millions of souls have been sacrificed. It sounds... and he is so intrusive. The soles of Jiang Ming's feet are a little cold, and he doesn't want to stay here anymore.

"The origin of this stone platform is restrained and dormant, and I was almost blinded by it..." Hei Jian's voice was a little dignified: "On this altar, I vaguely touched its origin, as if I saw the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. Horror scene, all crawling under this altar, fierce, powerful... Countless corpses are soaked in blood, holy blood is spilling, the sky seems to be dark red, and the edge can't be seen at a glance..."

   "Hundreds of millions of souls, three thousand avenues... seem to have been destroyed, burned and sacrificed by this altar..."

  The black sword seemed to be raving, describing all the terrifying scenes it saw the moment it blended with the source of the stone platform.

  Jiang Ming's eyelids twitched when he heard this, good guy... Are you trying to scare me on purpose?

   "I remember...About this altar..."

Suddenly, Hei Jian's voice became a little ethereal and cold, even a little strange to Jiang Ming: "I seem to have heard someone say that there is an altar that witnessed the birth and death of the era, appeared with the birth of the era, and accepted the worship of all spirits. , to pass down the way of cultivation... It also appeared in the most prosperous time of the era, and it was considered an ominous omen, causing endless conquests of the Holy Land, and there will be no more peaceful days, which is the beginning of the era entering the "bad" stage ..."

"And at the end of the era, it appeared in the chaos outside the sky, like a **** sitting high in the sky, overlooking the fall of the saint, and the blood of the saint... Hundreds of millions of lives have passed away, and it absorbs the blood, bones, and energy of the souls, and sacrifices them all Refining..."

  Jiang Ming stood not far away, staring at it slightly, with a hint of surprise flashing deep in his eyes.

  The words it said were too shocking, unimaginable. This ordinary stone platform seems to have a terrifying background, and it seems to be more terrifying than a saint...

But these are too far away from Jiang Ming, and now there seems to be something wrong with this stone platform, dormant here and there is no movement, Jiang Ming doesn't care what it sacrifices to hundreds of millions of souls, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Can sacrifice me to death...

  It’s just that Hei Jian’s state at this time surprised Jiang Ming. He was usually a crazy guy, but his breath seemed to change suddenly at this moment, like a lake with unfathomable depths, cold and silent...

  Jiang Ming is no stranger to this state of the black sword, because he has seen it once...on that star road, when the black sword was held in the hands of the mysterious star road old man.

   "Is this guy going to recover completely?" Jiang Ming murmured in his heart, he had never underestimated the black sword, and the old man of Xinglu was very likely to be a top saint.

  An existence that can follow that kind of boss, how could it be an ordinary magic weapon...

"Brother, why are you standing there stupidly?" Suddenly, Hei Jian jumped in front of Jiang Ming, and said in surprise, "You also sensed the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. The baby on the board is gone, let's slip away first..."

  At this moment, Hei Jian seems to have returned to his bluffing state, and he doesn't have the cold and lonely high-handed style just now.

   "Didn't you hear about this altar?" Jiang Ming stared at it faintly.

   "Huh? I've never heard of it!" Hei Jian said in a daze, "No, this thing is so scary. If I hear it, I will never forget it..."

  Jiang Ming's eyes flickered. This guy... seems to have no memory of what he said earlier.

   "It's really no different from a neuropathy..." Jiang Ming sighed in his heart, too lazy to bother with it, no matter whether it is a neuropathy or not, he has also developed feelings during this period, as long as he doesn't stab himself in the back, just let it go...

  However, he also agreed with Hei Jian's suggestion. This seemingly ordinary thing is suspected to be an extremely fierce and ominous thing, so it's better to slip away early.

  One person and one sword coincidentally, turned around and prepared to leave the stone platform, the movement became much quieter, as if afraid of waking up this evil thing...

  However, just as the black sword had already flown out of the altar, and Jiang Ming was about to rush down the altar, something that he never thought of, suddenly changed at this time.

   um...

  A fluctuation from the depths of consciousness, like ripples, quietly diffused out and landed on the altar.

   "Damn it..."

  Even though Jiang Ming had lived for more than two hundred years, this was the first time he was so shocked, and couldn't help but curse out the cordial greetings from his hometown.

Because that fluctuation was actually emitted from the source of immortality, this thing that existed in the depths of his consciousness since he crossed this world, the source of his immortality, has always only recovered his own injuries, and never exposed it to the outside world. There has been any contact and reaction.

  However, today, when Undying Source Light encountered this mysterious altar, it even took the initiative to emit fluctuations to touch this altar...

   "It seems that the origin of this altar is indeed terrifying!"

Jiang Ming's heart was shaken. No matter what kind of existence he encountered in the past two hundred years, whether it was the secret places in the mortal world such as Yunmeng Mountain and Jiulong Lake, or the existence of the old man Xinglu in the afterglow of the catastrophe, the source of light would never be extinguished. There has never been a change, but when they encountered this altar, they broke the precepts, and they moved for the first time.

  Boom...

  Jiang Ming didn't have time to think about it. When the ray of fluctuation landed on the altar, the altar trembled slightly, and wisps of gleam transpired, covering the entire altar.

  The altar, which seemed to have been dormant for a long time, was suddenly disturbed, and a ferocious aura that made Jiang Ming's heart tremble quietly permeated, as if it would erupt completely in the next moment.

As an altar that used to sacrifice hundreds of millions of souls, it seems to have its own vague consciousness. It is the most ominous thing in the world. It has its purpose in dormant here. However, if it is disturbed, it must immediately retaliate and kill those who disturbed it. Ants…

   "Trench digging, horse riding..." Outside the altar, Hei Jian jumped up and down and shouted, obviously frightened by this scene.

   "No way, no way...My thigh, bah...Brother, I haven't been around for long, and I'm going to slam it?"

  Hei Jian babbled nonsense: "He still has a lot of delicious treasures in his pocket. I haven't eaten them yet... And that black slate, brother, you haven't given it to me yet. Why did you die..."

   "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

  …

  In the altar, Jiang Ming also vaguely heard the crazy words of a certain psychopath outside, and his head was covered with black lines, but he couldn't care about it at this time, and paid attention to that thing that owed a lesson.

  At this moment, Jiang Ming only felt his soul tremble and his whole body was icy cold. Before the altar erupted with terrifying power, he seemed to have sunk into the endless sea of ​​wreckage and blood, feeling a desperate suffocation.

   "Hei Jian is right, this guy is really scary..." Jiang Ming had such a thought in his heart.

  However, just when Jiang Ming thought that a peerless monster was about to be revived, all of a sudden, that menacing and horrifying power suddenly came to an abrupt end, cut off...

  Wow~

  The ray of fluctuations from the depths of consciousness can only be regarded as completely diffused at this time, and completely descended on the altar.

   And when this wave of fluctuations completely descended, the altar, which was about to recover, stopped abruptly, and then quietly disappeared at a speed so fast that it almost surpassed time, completely silent.

  It's like a rabbit that has been stepped on, and when it is about to rush up to revenge with its teeth grinning, it is horrified to find that it is a tiger that stepped on it, and it is so frightened that it runs away and goes back into the rabbit hole.

  Jiang Ming was even in a daze. Could it be that the terrifying power he sensed just now was an illusion? Why is he not as good as a rabbit...

"That's it?" Jiang Ming couldn't help talking to himself. He even seemed to feel a sense of panic at the moment when the power dissipated, as if the altar had encountered something infinitely more fierce than it. same thing.

   "It seems that it is still my source of immortal light, and its background is even better, no, it is countless chips..."

   um...

  The inextinguishable source light trembled slightly, and once again emitted a wave of fluctuations, protruding into the altar.

  Boom~

  The altar trembled violently, as if it was angry, but more of it was fear. The altar was glowing all over, and blurred runes flowed on the altar at this moment.

Vaguely, Jiang Ming seemed to see thousands of scriptures, the rotation of the five elements, the mysteries of time and space... all the basic and profound Taoist rhymes flowed in it, and the terrifying flames swept up and enveloped the entire altar, as if wanting to fight against That wisp of volatility.

  At this moment, Jiang Ming realized how terrifying this altar is, and it definitely has a terrifying background. Maybe it is fully recovered, and it is really the top existence in the world...

   It's just that Jiang Ming feels that the altar, which is recovering violently at this moment, has a feeling of being strong on the outside and doing nothing but being frightened by the sudden change.

   "Huh?" On the altar, a piece of fuzzy runes flashed away, but it made Jiang Ming's eyes narrow.

  He is not unfamiliar with that kind of rune. It is based on flowers, birds, insects and fish, and it is constructed out of pictograms. The jade tablet he got and the scriptures practiced by the monks of Chasing Moon Lake all contain that mysterious rune...

   "This altar, could it be a video recorder? It records the scriptures of each era?" Jiang Ming cursed.

  click~

   Right at this moment, an inaudible cracking sound sounded quietly. Even though the altar had tried its best to resist it, it seemed that it was still unstoppable.

  ga~

  The avenue runes and terrifying flames just now stopped abruptly at the same time, and there was no movement.

   "It was ruined by playing, this is..." Jiang Ming looked around strangely, searching around, and finally caught a glimpse of a gap in the corner of the altar.

  He wondered if this guy made a fuss for a while, the whole altar would completely collapse...

  The atmosphere was a little silent for a while, and the immortal light no longer moved, but it was always in the depths of Jiang Ming's consciousness, filled with faint light, like an altar overlooking the outside world...

  The altar was completely silent, and there was no more arrogance. It seemed that it finally realized that it had been fierce for countless epochs, and today it finally met the real monster...

  A moment later, the altar suddenly trembled slightly, and strands of talisman light flowed up.

   "You still want to resist?" Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows.

   "Huh? This is..."

  With a movement of his eyes, he saw that the thousands of talisman lights circulating on the surface of the altar were all gathering towards the center of the altar at this moment.

The light of the talisman disappeared, and Jiang Ming seemed to hear the sound of reciting indistinctly. Light mist was transpiring around the altar, and there seemed to be countless virtual and real shadows flying in it, as if there were hundreds of millions of creatures kneeling outside the altar Worship...

  At this moment, the eternal source of light finally completely returned to silence, no longer filled with light, and the scene in front of it seemed to be its purpose. Now that the purpose has been achieved, it returns to calm.

   While the talisman light was flowing, Jiang Ming gradually saw that in the center of the altar, thousands of talisman lights blended together, and something was slowly being sacrificed...

  (end of this chapter)