As soon as he finished speaking, "Xinghen" opened his eyes again, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a faint color, dark flames, slowly dancing, like ice that would never melt for thousands of years, and like the solidification of evil intentions, which was breathtaking.

The blood and tears flowing from the corners of his eyes slowly turned darker in color, from bright red to crimson, and then to ink color.

For a moment, her breath became extremely terrifying.

"Xinghen" raised his head and looked at Pei Ling, without making any movement, quietly waiting for his response. Innocent state? Chaos state?

Pei Ling immediately wrote down these two words. This should be the ultimate perfection and extreme chaos he is showing now!

Seeing that the founder of "Xinghen" seemed to have used a secret technique and stared at him closely, Pei Ling hesitated for a moment and quickly responded: "Okay!"

As he spoke, with a thought in his mind, the perfect aura disappeared without a trace in an instant. It was replaced by the ultimate chaos\evil\cold\tyranny...

In the picture that was originally bright and clear, a dark wind suddenly blew up, and the entire world fell into darkness and confusion.

The mountain of bones seems to be eroded, and it is shaking violently!

Densely long hairs quickly grew from pieces of white bones, bone spurs protruded, and sharp teeth appeared... The huge and towering mountains of bones began to squirm, and with the sound of countless white bones sliding and collapsing, the moss originally attached to them began to squirm.

A pair of red eyes were born.

The entire land seemed to have turned into a quagmire, and it was like a huge beast that had rotted for a long time. From the gaps between the bones scattered on the ground, dirty red blood flowed gurglingly.

"Kacha"\"Kacha"\"Kacha"......

In the heart-wrenching movement, skulls and bones began to roam all over the ground, as if they had come to life.

"Xinghen"'s aura surged all over his body, and his eyes were filled with brilliance. He stared straight at Pei Ling, and the coldness and evil around him became heavier and heavier.

At this time, Pei Ling calmed down and returned to normal.

Perfection and chaos faded from the corners of his eyes and brows, and he looked like an ordinary high-level monk.

The next moment, the chaos, degradation, distortion... all around them quietly receded like the tide.

This space is slightly turbulent like water ripples, and there are filament-like cracks in the distance, but it is almost collapsing.

Pei Ling asked: "Senior Xinghen, how are you doing?"

"Xinghen" closed his eyes, stopped the blood and tears that had been flowing, and tightened his breath.

After a moment, she opened her eyes again. The black and white in her eyes were clear and there was no abnormality at all. She nodded slightly and said, "That's right! You are in sight of becoming an immortal this time, so congratulations!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling was convinced, but he still asked immediately: "Senior, please teach me carefully to clear up the doubts in my disciple's mind."

"Xinghen" nodded and immediately said: "It is recorded in the ancient books of the Holy Sect that the founder of the sect, 'Chongming', showed a flawless posture after surviving eighty-one tribulations. At the same time,

There is another extremely chaotic and evil-like attitude."

"That kind of flawless and impeccable posture is the 'immaculate state'." "And chaotic evil is the 'chaos state'."

"After the founder of the sect, there have been several times in this world where immortals came to the lower realm. Normally, they were in a 'stainless state'."

"If it's against the enemy, it's a state of 'chaos'."

"The whispers and crazy demons in the eternal night desert are all the external erosion of the fallen immortal's 'chaotic state' power."

"Apart from true immortals, only the founders of the nine major sects can display these two states."

"This is the power that only immortals can possess!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately understood that this was not because he had absorbed too much true immortal power, but because this was the case for all immortals!

Thinking of this, he then asked: "So, what exactly are the 'immaculate state' and the 'chaotic state'?"

"What do these two states do?"

Patriarch "Xinghen" pondered for a moment, and then said: "There are only so many records in our sect's classics."

"I don't know about the others."

"Today, I saw the real 'Innocent State' and the 'Chaos State' with my own eyes for the first time."

The founder of "Xinghen" didn't know either? Pei Ling was slightly startled, but he quickly realized it.

These two states are areas that can only be touched by immortals or monks who have experienced eighty-one tribulations.

At present, in the entire Panya Realm, except for the True Immortal Will, the Immortal from the Lower Realm, and Xun Mu, I am afraid there is no living being who can give him a detailed explanation!

At this time, "Xinghen" continued: "This time, the Immortal Path, my Holy Way, invites immortal skills; the False Dao invites chess games."

"The magic technique that the Holy Sect requested this time is called [Golden Coffin Burial]."

"This magical art involves trading information about the chess game with the false Taoist side. You are the introduction to this magical journey. You can learn it first, but you must not tell anyone else!"

"The rules of heaven are so strict that immortals cannot interact with mortals."

"All news from the upper realm must not be known to any living beings other than those participating in the Fusheng chess game!"

After saying this, "Xinghen" thought, and suddenly a new jade slip appeared in his hand. "Ding dong! A strange magic technique has been detected, and the system is recording it..."

Listening to the extremely familiar system prompts coming from his ears, Pei Ling took the jade slip, put it between his eyebrows and looked at it carefully. After completely writing down the magic spells recorded in it, he directly kneaded the jade slip into a

The powder falls with a rustling sound.

Immediately, he cupped his fists and saluted, and said with great respect: "Thank you, senior!"

"Xinghen" smiled and said: "This time's magic was invited by Senior Fu Qiong." "But the price is borne by the Mahayana and I."

"If there is any danger during the Fusheng chess game, please take care of me." Pei Ling solemnly responded: "Senior, don't worry, I will do my best!"

"Xinghen" nodded and immediately said: "I and several other Mahayana masters of the Holy Sect have mastered this magical art."

"Now there are some things that require me to leave the sect." "You should concentrate on practicing immortality."

"The art of immortality is profound. We are still mortals, so there are bound to be some obscure things that we cannot understand." "But don't be too impatient. When we return, we will naturally explain it to you in detail."

"Now, your priority is to overcome the tribulation!" "After you get to Mahayana, you can officially start the Fusheng chess game!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling originally wanted to take the opportunity to inquire about the secret of the Fusheng chess game, but seeing that the founder of "Xinghen" was busy with something, he couldn't stay any longer, so he had to say: "Yes!"

Immediately he said, "If there are no other instructions from the senior, I will leave."

Seeing "Xinghen" nodding slightly, Pei Ling's thoughts moved slightly, and his figure immediately disappeared quietly from the pile of bones.

※※※Inheritance Hall.
Chapter completed!