Deliveryman of the Heaven

Weiqing meditated and meditated without any distractions, breathing evenly through his nose.    

In the past, when he holed up in a small sect, he had always thought that his own disciple was already a genius. Now that he thought about it, compared to Weiqing, he was nothing at all.    

Zhuge Changsheng laughed, "You should feel lucky?"    

Lin Zongwen was puzzled: "Joy?"    

"If it were you, would you meditate in front of two strangers and give others a chance to plot against you?" Zhuge Changsheng glanced at the smoke that was rolling in the sky and sighed: "Whether or not we can persevere on in the end, it's actually not the pangolin that is the most important. Even if a small group of people come in, we can still have enough strength to eat it! However, there is no defense in this world that can't be broken through even if it is flawlessly flawless, because the people involved are all people. The more people there are, the greater the flaw is, and greed is everywhere! "    

Lin Zongwen's face changed drastically as he cried out involuntarily: "Brother Zhuge, you mean someone is trying to reverse the situation?"    

"Who knows? Even if there really is such a person, there is nothing we can do right now! " Zhuge Changsheng took a deep breath and said: "Stay here and watch over this brat, I'll go check somewhere else!" Zhuge Changsheng muttered something softly in his mouth. Lin Zongwen did not hear it clearly, but stared at Weiqing with interest.    

Following Weiqing's continuous deep breathing, strands of the nature spirit energy poured out from his body. His body was enveloped in two different types of lights. One was a white halo of light, which Lin Zongwen had seen before. It was the light emitted by Weiqing's fist, but what was the other layer of the four halos of light?    

Just how many unspeakable secrets did this kid have?    

Lin Zongwen seemed to have found something interesting, and he tossed the safety of his Tiandu City to the back of his mind, as he examined Weiqing as if he were an unknown cultural relic. As an expert at the peak of the Soul Separation Period, Lin Zongwen's six senses were extremely sharp. Very quickly, he discovered something extremely terrifying.    

The waves of the nature's spirit energy that was blowing towards him was not from the surrounding trees, but from Weiqing's body?    

How was this possible?    

A cultivator relied on absorbing the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth to cultivate. This was a matter of common sense, and any new practitioner would understand this principle. To put it simply, a cultivator was like a container. They needed to constantly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen the organs in their body and unearth their potential. What was Weiqing doing now, did he reverse the relationship between cultivators and heaven and earth? He was a world, and the outside world was actually a container?    

How could this be possible?    

"Could it be that he really …" Suddenly, Lin Zongwen found his mouth, he remembered a message from a while ago.    

After that, the Infinitesimal Ruler flew into the air and disappeared. There was a very unreliable rumor that these old fellows were trapped in the Infinitesimal Ruler's yin Immeasurable Paradise during the sixty-sixth winter, and that they were Abyssal Realm that were once left behind by the Immeasurable Dao Ancestor. Someone had obtained this Profound Realm!    

As for who obtained this Profound Realm, everyone was silent!    

But Lin Zongwen heard a rumor that the Abyssal Realm had fallen into the hands of a young man. It couldn't be this Weiqing right?    

Why did Lin Zongwen think of Weiqing when he was young? It was because Weiqing's power had risen too fast, and his true combat strength was heaven defying. It could be said that there was no one more mysterious and monstrous than Weiqing right now. Even the Ocean Emperor who had advanced his Insightful Deficiency might not be Weiqing's match?    

"Could this be the reason why he came to us for help?"    

"If the Abyssal Realm really are in this brat's hands, then it would be a pretty good place to settle down … No, even if the Abyssal Realm is in this brat's hands, he will not be able to carry it with him. Could it be that he, he, he has already merged the Abyssal Realm with his body, and became the first Ancient Cultivator after Ancient Era? "    

Lin Zongwen's face was filled with shock, his mouth was big enough to fit a duck's egg.    

Suddenly, Lin Zongwen for some reason, knelt down towards Weiqing, and cried: "If it's really like that, then we can save the people from Tiandu City, we can be saved …"    

As for the current Weiqing, because he was deep in thought, he was unable to sense anything happening outside. It was as Zhuge Changsheng had said, Weiqing believed that the two of them would not harm him, which was why he dared to meditate on the spot. And the current Weiqing, was standing in front of the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Tower with a face full of desire.    

Under the influence of the primal chaos energy, the space of several thousand square meters was no longer filled with raging flames, but instead, it was full of spring. The ground was covered with fluffy green grass, the blue sky, the warm sun, and a warm breeze that blew across the ground, emitting the fragrance of earth.    

A piece of grassland that could not be considered lush and flourishing, a towering pagoda. This was the entirety of the current Abyssal Realm. Standing in front of the pagoda, Weiqing could see the end of the gray horizon with a single glance. That was the abandoned space that had already been destroyed or haven't been reclaimed yet.    

Suddenly, Weiqing laughed.    

Weiqing felt as if he was seeing a pangolin being forced by him, unwillingly going deeper into the Primal Chaos to clear the wasteland!    

"I must get this pangolin!"    

Weiqing swept his eyes across the somewhat shabby space and slightly frowned. He was wondering if this place could accommodate so many people with North Sea Coalition s.    

Half an hour later, Weiqing slowly opened his eyes?    

"Elder Lin, what are you doing?" When Weiqing opened his eyes, he saw Lin Zongwen touching him with his face full of tears. Weiqing could not help but get goosebumps as he jumped down from the ground and asked: "What's wrong, did my Tiandu City break just because I took a nap?"    

"Weiqing!"    

Lin Zongwen roared at Weiqing, obviously very agitated.    

Weiqing was a little guilty, but at the next moment, he excitedly held onto Weiqing's hands and asked: "Tell me, is what you said true? You said there's a safe place for us, right? The Abyssal Realm is in your hands, right? No, it has already been fused into your body, right? "You are not a human, no, you should be an ancient cultivator now, right?"    

Lin Zongwen's words were a little incoherent, but Weiqing still understood it clearly. He couldn't help but rub his nose, and laughed: "What do you think?"    

"Answer me? How would this old man have the mood to joke with you? " Lin Zongwen roared.    

Weiqing then nodded: "What you said is basically correct."    

Lin Zongwen said in a daze, "Basically?"    

Weiqing laughed bitterly: "I am not sure if the Abyssal Realm can accommodate all of you right now, because it is no longer the Abyssal Realm of the past. I have recreated it!"