Enter the Immortal Cultivation

The power of Saint Emperor Zun's golden sword rainbow far exceeded the limit that a Nascent Soul Stage monk could withstand. After vaporizing all Hu Xuanjia's corpses, it continued to attack the west, slashing at the ghostly mysterious mist that lingered over the black market all year round. Just like clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, the sun suddenly shines into the mysterious mist.

All the ancient cultivators who refined the ghostly mysterious mist felt a pain in their chests, and some who were greedy enough and refined deeply even vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot.

When the two swords intersected, the sword strike formed by the Pure Yang Curse of the Dao Heart intersected with the golden sword rainbow of the Holy Emperor. The power of the Heart Demon Curse completely exploded in this area, and the connection with the surrounding human system was affected. become blurry. For a while, it was impossible for anyone to find Wang Qi through the connections here.

Taking advantage of this time, Wang Qi put away his robe, ring, and shoulder armor, and then, as if nothing was wrong, he pulled Lian Xinjie and walked two more steps. When no one was around, he seemed to finally be unable to suppress his injuries and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"king……"

"Senior Brother Lian, when my identity is not concealed, my name is Xia Li." Wang Qi seemed to have resumed his role-playing state and said coldly. At the same time, he took out the healing elixir from the storage bag and swallowed it in large gulps.

He was really hurt. The fight with the Holy Emperor was the result of him overstepping his rank and absorbing the elixir. In addition, in the end, he was also hurt by Saint Emperor Zun's counterattack. Compared with this, the damage caused by the destruction of the mysterious mysterious mist is simply not worth mentioning!

In the case where the Flame of Life cannot be used, getting injured is also a troublesome thing. Wang Qi swallowed three different bottles of elixirs and then threw the empty bottles into the sea.

——No one noticed that Wang Qi took three small bottles of elixirs, but he threw away four empty bottles.

Last time he was in the main hall of Luochen Sword Palace, he didn't use up Mi's body, and there was still a part left here.

The body of Mi, the leader of the sea god class, finally merged into the ocean again.

In a few days, Senior Sister Mi will be able to recover somewhat in this sea area. By then, Wang Qi's protection will be much greater.

After doing all this, Wang Qi followed Lian Xinjie and slowly rushed to Luochen Sword Palace. Wang Qi looked back at the ghostly black market, feeling a little regretful in his heart, feeling that many of the pretentious and slap-in-the-face plots that should have been there could not be unfolded. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and fell on the center of the mysterious mysterious mist that was cut open.

Wang Qi pulled Lian Xinjie, pointed at the center of the black market, and asked: "Brother Lian, did you see that just now?"

Lian Xinjie turned around and found that there was a huge shrine standing in the ghostly black market. There was a look of surprise on his face: "Huh? The legendary ghostly mysterious altar true god?"

"The true god of the Ghost Mysterious Altar?" Wang Qi didn't know that there was such a god in the world, and asked hurriedly: "What kind of god is this?"

"If I have to say... he is probably the founder of the legendary Ghost Black Market, right?" Lian Xinjie scratched his head and said: "The Ghost Mysterious Mist does not exist naturally, but suddenly appeared one day. It is said that it is Released by the true god of the Ghost Mystic Altar, all transactions in this ghost black market are protected by him. Legend has it that only a very small number of people will encounter his shrine if they get lost in the Ghost Mysterious Fog... I didn't expect this legend to be true... …”

Wang Qi asked confusedly: "After encountering his shrine, is it possible to return to the right path only by worshiping the shrine?"

Lian Xinjie nodded doubtfully: "There is such a theory, but how do you know it?"

At this time, Wang Qi asked Zhen Shanzi, who used secret methods to maintain contact, "Old man, what do you think?"

"The handiwork of the Holy Emperor." Zhen Shanzi's voice was weak, but Wang Qi could still occasionally feel the sneer, "A god who conforms to the innate virtues and innate merits. Under the rule of the Holy Emperor, he has become widely known. According to rumors, even the monks believe it. If there is no manipulation by the banished immortal, I will be the first to not believe it."

"Indeed." Wang Qi nodded and said: "If my guess is correct, those mortals who are raised as livestock by monks will also have Shinto beliefs, and we may have never heard of the gods they believe in. ”

Zhen Chanzi understood immediately: "You mean... the Holy Emperor is 'creating gods'?"

"To him, a god is probably a magical power." Wang Qi said: "At the end, I saw the dense colorful divine light on his body, and the triple concentric circle mark between his eyebrows - he was connected with the loving father and saint. King Zijingfeng has been refined."

Only then did Zhen Shanzi realize: "No wonder I said those two idiots are so familiar... That guy from Beidi is Changshengtian; that Nan barbarian... I have an impression... the Great Wild God! No wonder they are so familiar!"

"It seems that the Holy Emperor Zun has quite a secret!" Wang Qi chuckled: "He not only refined the gods of the eternal first Shinto in China, the supreme gods of Nanman and Beidi, but also refined countless small gods. God. Even so, he is not satisfied, he still wants to create his own gods and refine new gods."

Zhen Shanzi was a little surprised: "But why did he create so many little gods? The true god of Guixuantan does not look weak, but... even if he creates ten thousand of these little gods, they will still not be as good as a loving father and son, King Jingfeng. Bar?"

Wang Qi followed Lian Xinjie unhurriedly and thought carefully. At this time, how could Lian Xinjie dare to talk to this guy who touched the beard of the Holy Emperor Tiger? I didn't dare to rush him, so I just let him walk leisurely.

Wang Qi's eyes suddenly lit up. He thought of Mei Gemu's idea again.

——Today, heretics and the Holy Emperor are the same species...

"So that's it!" An idea flashed in Wang Qi's mind: "I know! Mei Gemu misunderstood the inner demon curse!"

The inner demon curse is the most poisonous part separated from the Shinto system. All gods must contain inner demon algorithms, it's just a matter of effectiveness.

The completely dissociated inner demon curse has a contagiousness that normal gods cannot match.

If a demon curse completely erodes a human world, the result will not be very different from a Shinto ruling the world.

The gods are the hub of the Shinto system and can be regarded as the "AI" of humanity. As long as you control a god, it is equivalent to gaining part of the authority of humanity.

"The purpose of the Holy Emperor is probably to refine the entire humanity through these gods!"

This idea made even Zhen Chanzi stunned: "This... this... is a huge achievement that has never been seen in the past! I am afraid that this Holy Emperor will become an extraordinary immortal as soon as he becomes enlightened!"

Wang Qi let out a long sigh of relief: "I finally understand..."

"Understand what?'

"Several unsolved mysteries in history." Wang Qi sighed: "With the Holy Emperor's ability to banish immortals, will the Emperor's Heavenly Dao under his command be suppressed by the Holy Infant Sect, so that they can only be trapped in the Western Continent of China? ? Also, a few hundred years ago, an unknown Demon Emperor Xi caused civil strife in the current Faxian Dao. Such a level. There is no reason why the Holy Emperor cannot do what he can do... Hundreds of years ago, when the Immortal Alliance was not established, the Holy Emperor could completely change his appearance and destroy it..."

Zhen Shanzi chuckled twice, obviously thinking of something: "I'm afraid... the Holy Emperor Zun doesn't care about the Emperor's Heaven-Splitting Way at all, let alone the ancient magic and immortal ways. He deliberately wants to let the Shenzhou Continent out and let the Holy Infant Sect prosper. Get up and cultivate this eternal divine way for him to refine. Thinking about it this way, the Holy Infant who came into the world was killed by his own Wu Zhu monks, and the divine body was divided into three parts and became the loving father and son, King Jingfeng. There is something a little strange about this matter..."

The spiritual monks can understand every thought of the witchcraft monks under them. If you can't see through it, it means that the wizard has turned against you and can be killed. Under this premise, it is almost impossible for Wu Zhu to plot against the gods.

However, the original Holy Infant Great Celestial Master did it.

Maybe the Holy Emperor is behind this matter!

He is afraid that this is also the reason for him to sit back and watch the current law become powerful.

Then later...

"Pfft hahahahahaha..." Zhen Chanzi suddenly let out a gloating laugh: "So that's it, that guy Holy Emperor Zun, in your kid's words, just got rid of it! At the beginning, he thought that although Jinfa Immortal Dao is Heretics can also be the nourishment of humanity, but within a few hundred years, monks whose fighting power is as good as him appear like dumplings. Then, driven by Jinfa cultivation, China's humanity changes faster and faster. I am afraid that the analysis speed of his Saint Emperor cannot keep up, and he will not be able to create gods in China..."

"The final result is that he is completely out of luck, and his eight thousand years of business have been in vain! Hahahahahahaha!"

"Moreover, he is different from the Demon Emperor. He is in the light, while the Demon Emperor is in the dark. What the Demon Emperor can do, the Holy Emperor may not be able to do!"

Wang Qi remained silent.

Really...is this really the case?

There was an even more terrifying thought in his mind.

Thousands of years ago, the Holy Emperor had a chance to destroy the Immortal Way of the present time.

China and the Earth were deliberately set against each other by someone with great supernatural powers. Could these banished immortals also be arranged by that unknown existence? Is it a "historical" arrangement?

It was because of this that Saint Emperor Zun watched the nascent Jin Faxiu grow up, and the unknown exiled immortal became the projection of a certain sinner on the earth.

The Holy Emperor is undoubtedly a banished immortal, and the Demon Emperor is also definitely a banished immortal. Even if you are an immortal, you can't avoid the influence of that great supernatural being, and you can't even detect that influence?

Where is the ceiling of the power of this universe...

This terrible thought circulated in Wang Qi's mind twice before being suppressed. At this stage, this problem is actually no different from "brain in a vat" and is meaningless.

What Wang Qi needs to do now is to improve himself.

In this way, Wang Qi followed Lian Xinjie to the entrance of Luochen Sword Palace. Then, the two of them stopped in unison, with doubtful looks on their faces.

At this time, above the Luochen Sword Palace, there were thousands of auspicious lights and sword energy. The exquisite sword energy that turned and turned thousands of times in the void actually formed a series of necklaces.

"What's wrong?" (To be continued ~^~.)