Primordial Era: The Holy Maiden Shiji, a woman of exceptional talent and beauty

Although these two Huangquan Sect monks were also quite powerful, they were completely vulnerable in front of the Zhuxian Platform's Master and were quickly killed by him with ease.

"Yes, the power of Zhuxiantai has become stronger. If it can be fully revived, its power will be unparalleled. Maybe it can even help me improve my combat power!" Zhuxiantai's master looked at everything in front of him, and his face showed joy. Seeing that he knew so much about Zhuxiantai, it must be no accident that he controlled Zhuxiantai.

The master of Zhuxiantai threw the four corpses into the incense burner to refine them.

At this moment, Shiji's attention was attracted by the huge stone tablet floating next to the master of Zhuxiantai.

The master of Zhuxiantai seemed to have noticed Shiji's gaze, and slowly said, "This stone tablet is called Zhuxiantai. It is an immortal weapon that I personally refined in the past. It contains many powerful restrictions. You'd better not move it, lest you bring about a fatal disaster!"

The master of Zhuxiantai warned Shiji with a serious face.

Shiji did not comment, but just raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes fell on the gourd hanging on the waist of the master of Zhuxiantai.

He thought to himself: This gourd seems to be quite extraordinary. Could it be that the master of Zhuxiantai has other powerful methods hidden?

The master of Zhuxiantai seemed to see through Shiji's thoughts and said, "You can see that Zhuxiantai is used to guard this place. Apart from this, there is nothing else. This gourd is my personal magic weapon and my only magic weapon. If you want it, take it. I will never resist!"

Zhuxiantai's words sounded like he had really given up resistance. Moreover, the way he looked at Shiji was extremely serious, not like he was pretending.

Shiji's heart moved, and he slowly walked towards the Zhuxiantai, reaching out to grab the bronze gourd on the waist of the master of Zhuxiantai.

"Wait a minute, little brother!" At this moment, the master of Zhuxiantai suddenly shouted.

Shiji was slightly startled and asked in surprise: "What? Have you figured it out? If you have, give me this bronze gourd, and I promise to let you leave safely!"

Zhu Xiantai's master had a bitter look on his face, and said helplessly, "Little brother, I'm afraid you misunderstood what I meant. I'm not going to go back on my word, I just want to explain it to you clearly."

"That bronze gourd is called the Devouring Gourd. Its devouring power is extremely terrifying. Not to mention others, even a strong man at the emperor level can hardly withstand such terrible devouring power!"

Hearing this, a strange expression appeared on Shiji's face.

Could it be that this guy is trying to harm me on purpose?

The corners of Shiji's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Are you setting a trap for me on purpose, or is this gourd really that powerful?" Shi Ji narrowed his eyes and stared at the master of Zhuxiantai, his eyes full of suspicion.

"I have absolutely no such intention. I am just telling the truth. If you don't believe me, I really have nothing to say!" The master of Zhuxiantai hurriedly defended himself.

Shiji nodded slightly, then suddenly stretched out a claw and slapped the master of Zhuxiantai hard.

Accompanied by a dull collision sound, it was as if the flesh shell was being torn apart alive.

With this claw of Shiji's, the right arm of the master of Zhuxiantai was directly blasted away.

Blood gushed out like a fountain in an instant.

"You are simply seeking death!"

The leader of Zhuxiantai was immediately enraged, he raised his hand and slapped Shiji hard.

However, at this critical moment.

The Zhuxiantai suddenly began to tremble violently, as if some terrifying existence was about to awaken.

Chains formed by the condensation of immortal energy flew out from the interior of the Zhuxian Platform.

The dense chains of immortal energy pierced through the chest of the Zhuxiantai Master like sharp arrows in an instant and nailed him to the wall.

The Lord of Zhuxiantai let out a shrill scream. He was originally so powerful that he was almost invincible, but now he was so weak.

"Little brother, please spare my life, don't kill me!" The leader of Zhuxiantai begged bitterly with tears in his eyes.

Shi Ji snorted coldly, then performed the Dragon Catching Fist, a move like a dragon swinging its tail, and swept towards the master of Zhuxiantai with overwhelming force.

Accompanied by a loud bang, the master of Zhuxiantai was directly knocked away by Shiji's attack.

The master of Zhuxiantai screamed again. He was seriously injured and his body was shaking.

At this moment, it was extremely difficult for him to even move, let alone fight back.

The body of the master of Zhuxiantai smashed a stone door, and then fell to the ground in a mess.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the master of Zhuxiantai, Shiji couldn't help but grin.

"Senior, how long will it take you to recover from your injuries?" Shiji asked with a smile.

"It will probably take about half a day!"

The master of Zhuxiantai looked depressed and spoke weakly.

"I will come back to take your life in half a day. I hope you are still alive by then, otherwise, I will definitely take off your head!"

Shiji looked indifferent. After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the top of the mountain.

After Shiji left, the master of Zhuxiantai was so angry that he gritted his teeth and let out an extremely angry roar.

"You bastard boy, I curse you to die miserably!"

Shiji turned a deaf ear to the abuse from the Zhuxiantai master and walked straight outside. Not long after, he finally walked out from the top of the mountain.

He came deep into the mountains, found a secluded place, and sat cross-legged.

The master of Zhuxiantai is indeed extremely powerful. He can even manipulate Zhuxiantai to fight. He is worthy of being the powerful man who dominated the world in the past.

Shiji couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

The fighting power of the master of Zhuxiantai far exceeded Shiji's imagination. This person is definitely an invincible strong man.

Shiji put all five swords, a dozen magic beads and dozens of star stones into the storage ring.

He planned to leave the area.

In his opinion, since the Lord of Zhuxiantai said that this was where he was, it was probably not wrong.

This secret place must no longer exist.

Next, we must explore the other two secret realms.

Shiji planned to go to the second secret realm, which was not far from here.

A month passed by in a flash.

Shiji finally arrived at the outer area of ​​the second secret realm.

What lies before my eyes is a dark wilderness, eerie and terrifying to the extreme.

The howling wind sounded like ghosts and wolves, making people feel creepy.

Torn robes fluttered in the wind, messy white hair fluttered in the wind, and heads piled up together to form a horrifying pile of bones. Next to the pile of bones, a strange plant grew.

There was a murderous aura swirling around the plant, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the Soul-Eating Grass.

There are many skeletons scattered around the soul-eating grass.

Obviously, these skeletons were all creatures that died after their souls were devoured by the Soul Devouring Grass. Shiji was alert and did not dare to approach the Soul Devouring Grass easily, fearing that something bad would happen. But he was unwilling to retreat like this.

After much hesitation, he decided to try to get closer to the Soul-Eating Grass.

Suddenly, a low roar came from the soul-eating grass, and then, one skeleton after another stood up from the ground and rushed towards Shiji like a tide. Shiji hurriedly took out the stone sword and fought with these skeletons. With the sharpness of the stone sword, he killed countless skeletons.

However, new skeletons soon joined the battle in an endless stream.

Shiji was suddenly in a precarious situation.

He was anxious and wanted to escape.

But when I looked around, there were skeletons everywhere and there was nowhere to escape.

"I hate it!" Shiji roared angrily, his voice full of unwillingness and despair.

Just when Shiji felt despair.

He heard footsteps coming from far away and approaching.

A monk with disheveled hair appeared in his sight.

The monk was swinging an iron hammer, hitting it again and again.

With every strike, the hammer emitted astonishing vibrations, as if it could shake the heaven and earth.

The deafening sound of a hammer instantly resounded through the sky.

In an instant, the entire void seemed to collapse.

All the skeletons, including Shiji, were enveloped by this terrifying pressure and could not move.

The monk with disheveled hair walked steadily towards Shiji step by step, swinging the hammer in his hand fiercely again and again, hitting Shiji with all his might.

Every time the hammer struck down, it was wrapped in a suffocating and terrifying force. Shiji felt as if she was in a small boat in the midst of a storm and huge waves, and her body seemed to be about to collapse at any time under this pressure.

In the end, Shiji was unable to withstand this overwhelming attack and was directly blown away by the continuous hammers.

"Wow!" Shiji spat out a large mouthful of blood and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"How are you? Are you okay?" asked the disheveled monk. His voice was old and hoarse, with a hint of imperceptible concern.

"Thank you for your help, senior. I am grateful!" Shiji endured the pain and saluted. He knew that his injury was serious and he had to recover as soon as possible.

"I have already told you that I am your destined benefactor. If I had not intervened in time, you would have been suppressed by the Immortal Execution Platform!"

Shiji frowned slightly, feeling vaguely that this matter was far from as simple as it seemed, and there might be some unknown secrets behind it.

However, Shiji did not ask.

After all, this is the other party's secret, and it would be inappropriate to pry into it rashly.

"Senior, I have three healing pills here. I hope you will accept them. After taking them, they may help your injuries." As he spoke, Shiji took out three pills from his arms and handed them to the cultivator.

The disheveled monk reached out to take the pill and put it into his mouth without hesitation.

As soon as the three pills entered his stomach, they turned into a cool and gentle stream that quickly flowed through his body and into his limbs and bones.

In a short while, his complexion gradually improved. His originally pale face gradually became rosy, and he looked much more energetic.

"What a good pill! I didn't expect it to have such magical healing effects. You are so polite, my friend. I will remember your kindness. How about I give you two more healing pills later?" asked the disheveled monk with a smile.

"Thank you very much, senior!" Shiji hurriedly thanked him.

"It's a small matter. I will teach you a set of skills now, so that you won't encounter bottlenecks in your practice in the future and don't know how to break through." The monk with disheveled hair continued.

"Thank you, senior!" Shiji was delighted and hurried to thank him again.

Then, the monk with disheveled hair sat down cross-legged and began to explain the skills to Shiji in detail.

Shiji was fully focused, listening carefully, and soon understood the profound principles contained in the exercises.

"Thank you for your careful guidance! I will definitely keep your teachings in mind!" Shiji stood up and respectfully bowed to the disheveled monk to express his gratitude.

The monk with disheveled hair nodded with satisfaction, his eyes full of admiration.

"Very good, very good! You are truly a genius. It is rare that you can comprehend the essence of the technique in such a short period of time. In time, your future will be limitless!" The disheveled monk could not help but praise.

"Thank you for the compliment, senior. I am truly ashamed of my words." Shiji responded modestly.

"My friend, let's stop here for today. When your injuries are more stable, I will help you again to open up your meridians and help you break through to the Yuanshen realm!"

"Thank you for your concern, Senior!"

"You're welcome. This is all my job."

"Then please go back, senior. I need to take a rest."

After the disheveled-haired monk finished speaking, his figure flashed and turned into a black shadow, disappearing from the spot in an instant.

Shiji gently closed the door, then walked to the bed, sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes and began to recuperate.

He knew very well that he had to adjust his condition as soon as possible.

Now, he only wants to break through the realm as soon as possible and then go to the fairyland again.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The injuries in Shiji's body have completely recovered. Not only that, his cultivation has also improved, and he has already reached the peak of the second level of the Nascent Soul Stage.

At this time, Shiji felt that she was no longer in danger, so she got up and walked out of the room.

As soon as he arrived at the courtyard, Shiji saw an old man sitting cross-legged on a huge rock in the middle of the courtyard. In front of the old man was a desk with several ancient books on it.

The old man had a haggard face with wrinkles all over it, like earthworms crawling on his skin, which made people feel disgusted and fearful.

His hair and beard were all gray, and he was skinny as a stick, like a mummy, without any sign of life.

At this time, Shiji noticed that there were three large golden characters "Lingxiao Pavilion" embroidered on the old man's clothes!
Lingxiao Pavilion is the most advanced sect in Tiannan Continent!

Lingxiao Pavilion is very powerful and is composed of dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators.

In the sect, the lowest level of cultivation is among the elders at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Stage. Each elder has extraordinary strength and can be called a local overlord.

Of course, although Lingxiao Pavilion dominates the Tiannan Continent, there are still many powerful cultivators in the entire Central Continent, Northern Border and Southern Border.

These powerful monks have many disciples. They recruit talented young people from all over the place and train them carefully.

The martial arts skills practiced by these disciples are all of the highest quality. Their strength is extremely powerful, far beyond that of ordinary people. They can even compete with cultivators at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Shiji came here this time with the intention of joining Lingxiao Pavilion, hoping to obtain better quality cultivation resources here.

This is undoubtedly a rare and excellent opportunity for him. After all, Lingxiao Pavilion contains more advanced and powerful martial arts techniques that can help him improve his cultivation faster! (End of this chapter)