God Emperor

Latest website: Under the candlelight, Yan Wushen read the secret letter handed over by Emperor Dasen Luo, his eyes were condensed for a moment, and then he felt extremely happy and looked up to the sky with a smile.

The laughter caused the candlelight to sway.

Chi Kunlun stood aside and asked, "Why is Master so happy?"

"Your father invited me to go to the Heavenly Court to attend the World Conference. It has been a thousand years since I became a teacher. I have never been as happy as I am today. A stream of sweet spring seems to have been injected into my soul. Haha!" Yan Wushen said.

"Father, he..."

Chi Kunlun was shocked, and his face was full of disbelief.

After a moment, he recovered again, his face expressionless, but his mind was still in a state of confusion.

Yan Wushen and Zhang Ruochen had many confrontations, and each time was a battle of life and death. Each had a heavy weight in the other's heart. Thousands of years later, when I received a letter from my former rival, my mood swings were naturally extremely violent.

There is sympathy for each other, there is eagerness to try, and there is also a hint of pressure.

It was this strong mood swing that made Yan Wushen, who had been sitting there for 1,600 years, break through the final critical point in an instant.

The opportunity he was missing was a state of mind.

Over the years, my mind has been too peaceful.

"Boom!"

The holy light, the Buddha's light, the dark light, the Yama's energy...etc., all kinds of brilliance on Yan Wushen kept flashing, and the momentum was rising steadily, shocking thousands of miles away.

In the surrounding space, the rules of heaven and earth began to boil.

"Today, I enter the supreme realm."

Yan Wushen stared at Chi Kunlun and said, "Kunlun, it's time for you to return to heaven!"

"Is there still a place for me in heaven?" Chi Kunlun smiled bitterly.

"As long as you go back, there will naturally be a place for you. When my master condenses the supreme dharma body, I will go to heaven with you."

Yan Wushen's eyes then stared at Dasen Luo Huang.

Point it out.

"Wow!"

Emperor Omori's body quickly shrank, turning into the size of an ant, and was sealed in a palm-sized ice crystal.

Yan Wushen threw the ice crystal to Chi Kunlun, and then waved for him to retreat.

Of course Chi Kunlun understood that the reason why Master sealed Emperor Dasen Luo was because he was afraid that the news that his father was still alive would leak out. However, he still couldn't figure out why Master dared to accept the invitation to go to heaven?

What is the relationship between master and father?

Old enemy? Or a close friend?

Enemy? Or a close friend?

Maybe both.

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Under the sundial, Zhang Ruochen practiced for one hundred and fifty-two years, and the number of holy rules in his body reached one hundred and sixty billion.

Although he is not yet a demigod, the rules of the holy way he has cultivated are no less than those of a demigod.

In addition, the mental power has been further improved, reaching the peak of level 69.

All the sacred stones on his body were exhausted, and even the Yuanhui Holy Medicine obtained from the Origin Temple was almost used up, and he had to stop retreating.

"You have to find a place to exchange it for a divine stone."

Zhang Ruochen stood up, stretched out his right hand, and looked into the void. Suddenly, the palm of his hand emitted colorful chaotic brilliance, and the dense rules of the holy way spurted out, causing the space around the island to violently tremble.

The number of holy rules has reached 10 trillion, but Zhang Ruochen's combat power did not reveal much.

Because in the past, his combat power mainly relied on physical and mental strength. The combat power formed by cultivation is almost negligible.

Now, the cultivation level has improved, and the number of holy rules has reached ten trillion. The combat power formed by the cultivation level will gradually replace the physical body and mental power and play a leading role.

If you want to fight against a demigod, or even a powerful person at the peak of the demigod level, you can do it if you reach the top level in terms of cultivation, physical body, and mental strength.

However, if he wants to fight against Yuanhui-level representatives, or against strong men close to Yuanhui-level representatives, such as the former Blood Lingxian, Xingluo, Yan Yu, Wuma Jiuxing, and Gu Shejing, then he cannot Have any shortcomings.

Cultivation, physical body, and mental strength must all reach an extremely high level.

The rules of the Ten Trillion Holy Dao are nothing compared to the Yuanhui-level representatives. They are several levels behind. However, Zhang Ruochen has his own advantages and some powers that they do not possess.

Therefore, as the number of Holy Dao rules reaches ten trillion, although Zhang Ruochen is still in the realm of eternal death, he has initially gained the ability to compete with that level.

The highest level in the secular world.

Kong Lanyou, with white hair as white as frost, stood behind, looking at the rules of the Holy Way pouring out of Zhang Ruochen's palm, with a look of wonder in his eyes, and thought to himself, "Sure enough, my cousin is still very powerful. He has been in seclusion for more than a hundred years, and the number of Rules of the Holy Way is so small. It is more than 10 trillion ways. Such a cultivation speed is astonishing. If word spreads, no one will believe it."

Zhang Ruochen put away the rules of the holy way and asked: "Lan You, how many rules of the holy way have you accumulated now?"

"With the assistance of the Yuanhui Holy Medicine, during this retreat, the number of Holy Dao rules in the body has increased to 640 billion Dao. Now, the cultivation speed is getting slower and slower, and I think it has almost reached the limit." Kong Lanyou said. .

In the realm of ten thousand deaths and one life, by accumulating four trillion rules of the holy way, monks will have the opportunity to attack the realm of demigods and gods in the future.

The further you go, the more difficult it becomes to practice.

In many big worlds, it would be difficult for a person like this to appear in ten thousand years.

Those who challenge the rules of the Ten Trillions of Saints in the Ten Thousand Deaths Realm are all cosmic-level figures. From the moment you step into the path of cultivation, you must do your best in every realm. Holy soul, spiritual power, physical body, nothing can go wrong.

Just like Nan Sheng and Haike of the Dead Clan, they were born into famous families and had god-level giants as their teachers. They were also extremely outstanding, but for them, the rules of the Ten Trillion Saint Paths were still the threshold.

Although Kong Lanyou got a great opportunity in the second gradient of the endless abyss, compared with them, he was still far behind. He would probably not be able to cross the threshold of seven trillion paths, and it would be useless to accumulate it for ten thousand years.

Cultivating four trillion ways in the realm of ten thousand deaths is the lowest threshold for attacking demigods in the future.

Seven trillion ways is the lowest threshold for reaching the peak of demigods in the future.

Ten trillion Dao is the lowest threshold for becoming a Yuanhui-level representative.

The more you exceed the threshold, the greater your hope will be in the future.

In fact, after the number of holy rules exceeded 10 trillion, Zhang Ruochen felt that his speed of enlightenment had dropped significantly, and the next practice would never be easy.

Kong Lanyou's eyes were firm and he said: "I decided to go to the merit battlefield to experience and hone myself on the edge of life and death, so as to stimulate my potential. No matter what, I must break through the seven trillion path."

She also has extremely high pursuits for the future.

In the realm of death, after all, it takes a monk a lifetime of death to achieve his own breakthrough.

"Don't be so hasty to make a decision. Great changes have taken place in the universe, and all kinds of fierce battles are inevitable next. If you want to hit the seven trillion level, I support you. However, you have to think clearly. If you want to reach that level, even if you are not A life of nine deaths is a life of nine. Out of ten monks like you, only one can live." Zhang Ruochen said.

Kong Lanyou said without hesitation: "If you escape from a narrow escape, you will survive from a narrow escape."

"Okay! Since you are so determined, how can my cousin not help you with all his strength? Stretch out your hand." Zhang Ruochen said.

Kong Lanyou was quite puzzled and stretched out his palm.

Zhang Ruochen pressed her palm.

The position where the two palms meet emits bright original brilliance.

On the island, flowers, plants and trees grew rapidly, and the sacred stones on the ground became more crystal clear.

"I have ninety-nine percent of the original secret, and now I share thirty-ten thousand percent with you. Since the Great Sage swallows the Yuanhui Holy Medicine that absorbs the original power, it can improve the rules of the holy way, and the original secret can do even more." Zhang Ruochen retracted his palm and said so.

Mystery is the most magical power in the world.

If the secrets of the Ancient Way can't help Kong Lanyou reach the next level, Zhang Ruochen can't think of any other way to do it.

In this era, ten Yuanhui-level representatives can be born in the hell world at the same time. Zhang Ruochen suspects that it is very likely that it is related to the birth of the Origin Temple.

After all, the Origin Temple was conquered by the Hell Realm.

Among the nine eternal ways, in addition to the original power, the power of truth can also help monks quickly realize the Tao and achieve higher-level breakthroughs.

Five months have passed, and Lord Jie has not returned. Zhang Ruochen is quite worried that something unexpected has happened to him. After all, the shady power in heaven is too powerful, and there are many ancient gods who covet the divine source of the Immovable King Ming.

Zhang Ruochen carved a message light talisman and sent it out.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no reply.

Zhang Ruochen secretly thought about whether to summon Grand Master for questioning, but after thinking about it for a while, he rejected this approach.

Since Grand Master is in heaven, even if the old man does expose the secret of being alive, nothing will happen to him.

Thinking of this, he naturally no longer worried about Lord Jie.

As for the summons, it is even more unnecessary.

You can't always ask the Grand Master about everything. Even if the Grand Master is mentally strong, he won't be able to keep busy.

"Next month is the Red Dust Conference. We can't wait any longer and we have to set off immediately."

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of destiny to calculate the location of the Peerless Tower in Hongchen.

Kong Lanyou said: "The Hongchen Peerless Tower is said to be in the whirling sea area of ​​​​the heaven, suspended above the Hongchen Islands."

Zhang Ruochen had already calculated the results, and with a strange expression on his face, he said: "The sea area we are in now is the Whirlpool Sea Area, and it seems not far from the Hongchen Islands."

"It seems that the ancestor of the Zhang family deliberately placed you on this island." Kong Lanyou said.

"I was deceived by him again! This old man is so cunning, why should I worry about him?"

Kong Lanyou once again entered the world of Qiankun to practice, while Zhang Ruochen took out the paper scroll he got from Emperor Wen and put the face that Confucian Patriarch had drawn on his face.

In an instant, he transformed into a scholar in blue robes and Confucian robes. His face was half handsome and half upright.

Leaving the island, Zhang Ruochen rode the waves and headed towards the Hongchen Islands.

He originally wanted to use the Spirit Step, but found that the spatial context of heaven was unpredictable and the spatial structure was stable. With his current cultivation level, he simply couldn't do it.

The whirling sea area is very vast and quite dangerous. There are often ferocious beasts at the level of holy kings rushing out from the bottom of the water to attack him.

After traveling for a whole day, Zhang Ruochen walked countless miles.

After night falls, the bright moon rises over the sea, and the glow reaches the sky.

An ancient demi-god ship covered with dragon scales sailed rapidly on the sea, cutting through the waves.

The hull of the ship is a thousand feet long, with three iron cloth sails raised. A divine stone the size of a millstone is suspended in the sky above the ancient ship, providing energy for the ship's body. The divine light it emits is somewhat brighter than the moon in the sky.

Zhang Ruochen looked at it, thought about it, and said to himself: "Such a huge sacred stone can be cut into thousands of pieces and can support the sundial for thousands of years."

But soon, he put his thoughts aside because he sensed the familiar aura of the ancient demigod ship.

Besides, demi-god-class ancient ships can often unleash unparalleled combat power. How can they be easily plundered? In Heaven, Zhang Ruochen didn't want to take action easily or make enemies.

The monks on the ancient ship obviously discovered him and stopped dozens of miles away.

Ao Xukong wore blond hair and exuded golden holy light. He raised his voice and said, "Are you a monk from the Kunlun Realm?"

"I'm down here in Kunlun Realm, a book lover."

Zhang Ruochen imitated the appearance of a Confucian and Taoist disciple and bowed with his hands in hand.

Ao Vukong frowned slightly, having never heard of this name before, and said: "I am Ao Vukong from the Tianlong Realm. If you are also going to the Red Dust Islands, I can board the boat and take you on a journey."

Of course Zhang Ruochen knew Ao Vukong. He had seen him at the Dragon Temple ruins in Kunlun Realm and fought alongside him in the Central Imperial City.

Because of this relationship with the Dragon Lord, there are only a few in the Heavenly Dragon Realm that release goodwill to the Kunlun Realm and help the Kunlun Realm everywhere.

"It turns out he is the third prince, whose name I have admired for a long time."

Zhang Ruochen was not polite, a bridge made of words appeared under his feet, floating on the bridge, and boarded the ancient demi-god ship.

Arriving on the boat, Zhang Ruochen smiled and asked, "How did the Third Prince know that I am a monk from the Kunlun Realm?"

Ao Xukong said: "In the world, the only monks who practice Confucianism and Taoism and can reach extremely high levels are the Kunlun world, the Confucian world, the calligraphy world, the piano world, the chess world, and the painting world."

"I know more or less the top sages in the Confucian world and the four worlds of piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Only in the Kunlun world, because many strong people are sleepers in the medieval period, there are strange faces. "

Practicing Confucianism and Taoism is not just as simple as cultivating spiritual power. In fact, you must practice unique Taoism and form a unique Confucian atmosphere.

Just like Zhang Ruochen now, because he wears the face painted by Confucian ancestors, his body is always exuding awe-inspiring righteousness.

Haoran's righteousness is the kind of energy that can only be cultivated by Confucian and Taoist monks.

As for the music world, calligraphy world, chess world, and painting world mentioned by Ao Xukong, in fact, one hundred thousand years ago, they were all the big worlds of the Kunlun world. It was the Confucianism and Taoism in the Kunlun world that formed the cultivation system.

After the Kunlun Realm was sealed, these four realms were also suppressed by the factions in the Heaven Realm. However, in these four realms, more than one god is still alive, unlike the Guanghan realm where all the gods withered and were suppressed until they were unable to fight back.

The gods from the piano world and the painting world found the Pangu world, took the initiative to join the Eastern Universe, and moved to Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The gods of the book world found the Tianlong world and moved to Nanfangbuzhou.

The gods in the chess world have close contacts with the Five Elements Concept, so they stay in Hezhou, Xiniu.

The Heaven Realm faction did not give up suppressing the Four Realms. Instead, they became even more dissatisfied with the Four Realms because of the attitudes of Pangu Realm, Tianlong Realm, and Five Elements Concept. Therefore, the Heaven Realm faction vigorously supported the rebellion in the Four Realms and established the Confucian Realm with some people with evil intentions.

Over the past 100,000 years, the strength of the Confucian world has increased dramatically, reaching a point where it can only be competed by the four worlds of piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

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