Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Secret Realm of Heavenly Dao, Ancestral Abyss, fourth floor of Cliff Tower.

In the vast sky, a staircase across the horizon winds down.

Zhu Houzhao and his group of five people were at the bottom of the stairs, waiting quietly for someone.

Suddenly, a majestic Taoist sound echoed in this world.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a spatial crack two people high opening in the center of the ruins of the black and white chessboard.

A big hand flowing with three-color light opened the edge of the crack, and Patriarch Bodhi stepped out of it with a smile.

"It's rare for everyone to gather together." He sighed, put his hands behind his back, walked out with a gentle step, and moved directly in front of everyone.

"What have you been waiting for for so long?" Xiao Wushen asked with a frown.

"Just dealing with some trivial matters."

Ancestor Bodhi glanced around, and the beautiful new face was secretly looking at Yang Jian.

Jiutian Xuannv did not seem interested in the upcoming trip to the tower.

What she cares about should be Yang Jian's handsome, resolute, and angular profile.

Patriarch Bodhi stopped laughing, turned to the Tao realm clone and said:

"What did Zhu Houzhao say? Are you really not coming to join us?"

"He has his own thing to do."

The Taoist clone took the lead to climb the stairs and said as he walked:

"He just sent news that there is a new situation in the human world. Let us seize the time and return to the Three Realms after getting the things."

Patriarch Bodhi nodded, walked forward without saying a word, and walked side by side with the Tao Realm clone.

"I like new situations."

Master Wuchao licked his lips, and the colorful heart in his chest was beating rhythmically. He suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Jian and Jiutian Xuannv, and said jokingly:

"Three-eyed monster, you have to have separate occasions for flirting. You have to leave, so be quick with your movements."

When Yang Jian heard this, he gave him a look of contempt.

Jiutian Xuannv was able to see through her thoughts, and the red clouds quickly appeared on her face. She spat, and then she quickly walked up the steps.

Xiao Wushen shook his head and smiled bitterly, looked at the ruins of the black and white chessboard behind him, and suddenly sighed.

At this point, including the newly joined Jiutian Xuannv, a group of six people officially met and headed towards the fifth floor of the Cliff Tower.

……

There are three holy places within the ancestral abyss.

The ego dojo was attacked by Yang Jian and Master Wuchao.

What you get are: sublimation of Taoist heart, improvement of realm, recasting of magic weapons, and consolidation of soul breath.

The Nine Palaces of Desert turned into nothingness in the hands of Patriarch Bodhi, and the Nine Blood Suns fell into the endless void.

What he got were: Hunyuan True Art, Heavenly Saint Flame, Semi-Saint Realm Barriers Broken, and the Three Paths Unified Technique went one step further.

The cliff tower has reached the fourth floor.

The guardians are: Xiao Wushen, Chi Zunzhe, and Yunmeng Wuhen.

Obtained: Little Martial God, Nine Heavens Divine Sword (now damaged and fell into mortal calamity), some insights into the way of heaven, green tree branches (unknown function), the secret of the first generation.

……

Everyone climbed to the fifth floor of the Cliff Tower, and what they saw was a barren land.

Endless gray-white, gravel-covered ground.

At the end of the horizon, there is a withered willow tree.

Its trunk is so huge that it connects the sky and the earth, but when you look up, there is only one branch left that penetrates the sky, stubbornly refusing to break away.

In the mist, it hung gray willow branches, extending all the way to the end of the world.

The willow leaves were hanging above everyone's heads, about dozens of feet away, and you could see them when you raised your head.

The scattered withered willow leaves swayed in the wind, which looked a little desolate.

"Little Martial God, how do you break this level?" Master Wuchao asked.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Wushen. The latter shrugged and did not answer. Instead, he turned towards the north and shouted with all his strength:

"Old dog Liu! Get out! I'm here to see you!"

The sound was like a bell, carrying the power of a semi-saint, and echoed like thunder from the sky in this dilapidated world.

The branches hanging above everyone's heads were the first to be affected by such a powerful sound wave.

Although the willow leaves are scattered, the number is extremely amazing given such a huge size.

When this sound wave came out, a strong wind whipped up from the bottom up, blowing the fragile willow branches fiercely, making countless willow leaves rustle in shock.

I don’t know whether it was the voice of the little Martial God that made the world cry, or whether the will of this world was angry.

At the end of the horizon, huge withered willow trees flickered with light, instantly sinking the world into a gray ocean.

The little Martial God propped up a golden shield of power for everyone in time, isolating the dim light that passed through.

So they became the most incompatible existences on this ruined land.

Gold and gray intertwined, the light reflected each other, and a huge shadow appeared above everyone.

From within the vast sky, a huge old man's face appeared.

Its skin looked like stacks of dead skin, wrinkled like a dehydrated orange.

Anyone who looks at it will have one thought in their mind - old age.

In the eyes of everyone, the impression given by the old man's face was that he was about to die and his life was exhausted.

The old man spoke, and his dry lips struggled to open and close, but the words that came out of them were a bit rough:

"Nao Sun, are you here to fuck your grandpa?"

The little Martial God chuckled, not caring about the offense in the old man's words. Instead, he put his hands on his hips and replied in a homely tone:

"Aren't I worried about you? Judging from your old dog appearance, you must be about to enter the reincarnation of heaven again, right?"

"It's none of your business! Grandpa is protected by heaven. What will happen if his longevity is gone and reincarnated? Anyway, he can be reborn!"

The old man's expression was distorted, and his huge eyes slowly turned in a circle, as if scanning the scene below.

"Why are you bringing so many outsiders here to grandpa? If you come to visit your grandpa and me, it would be too embarrassing, right?"

Hearing this, Xiao Wushen put away his smile and said seriously:

"I want to destroy this cliff tower and suppress Zuyuan, please let me go."

"what?!"

The old man's face was stunned for a while, and then he burst into laughter. His attitude was so arrogant and disdainful that it was natural to express his disdain.

The little Valkyrie just watched the old man laughing wildly without stopping or saying anything.

A cold light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he drew the knife forward, intending to chop the old man's mouth directly with the knife.

But Xiao Wushen stopped him and shook his head gently.

After a long time, the old man finally stopped smiling, his expression became extremely weird, and he said coldly:

"This is really the funniest joke I have heard in countless years. However, if you want to break the cliff tower, you can just accept the test of heaven."

"No, no, no, instead of going through the trouble of accepting the test of heaven, it would be better for you to be let go simply and rudely."

As the little Martial God spoke, he reached out and took out a green branch from his space.

"What do you think?"

The old man took a closer look, and his expression immediately changed...