God Emperor

Most of the Zhang clan members immediately knelt down and worshiped after entering the tomb forest. This was not only because they felt the aura of the Great Sage as vast as the abyss, but also because they were deeply shocked when they saw the continuous tombs of the Great Sage. , the soul trembles involuntarily.

Even Zhang Ruochen was shocked when he first came in, let alone these Zhang clan members whose cultivation levels were much lower?

Only a small number of people who have reached the holy realm or above are still a little calmer and don't lose their composure too much.

The old man walked over from the side, glanced at King Mingjiang and others, and immediately shook his head.

"With just a few people and such poor quality, can you be worthy of the ancestors of the Zhang family?"

King Mingjiang turned to look at the old man, frowning slightly, obviously unhappy. No matter how good the Zhang family was, it was not the turn of outsiders to make irresponsible remarks.

However, because he could not see through the old man, King Mingjiang did not dare to get angry rashly. He could only ask in a low voice: "Who are you? Are you related to my Zhang family?"

The old man glanced at King Mingjiang and said calmly: "I am your ancestor."

Upon hearing this, King Mingjiang suddenly became angry!

How could he, the majestic Nine-Step Holy King, be subjected to such insults?

"I am the direct descendant of the Zhang family with the purest blood, and the brother of the previous Emperor Ming. What you say is too presumptuous."

While speaking, King Mingjiang stretched out a hand, turned into the size of a millstone, and slapped the old man directly.

"Uh-huh."

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared out of thin air and blocked King Mingjiang's attack.

"Uncle Twelve Emperors, what happened?" Zhang Ruochen asked in confusion.

He had just sent away those clansmen who had not been recognized, but within a moment, why did King Mingjiang start a fight with the old man?

King Mingjiang tried his best to suppress his anger and said: "Ruochen, this old guy who came out of nowhere is really bullying people. Not only does he despise us, but he also claims that he is my ancestor. How can I spare him. "

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen suddenly realized that with the old man's temperament, it was indeed easy to drive people crazy. He had already experienced this.

Reaching out to rub his temples, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but use his spiritual power to transmit the message and said: "Uncle Twelve Emperors, he is really a living ancestor of our Zhang family. He survived a hundred thousand years of catastrophe. For some reasons, When you wake up in this world, this is a secret, don’t tell anyone else.”

After hearing these words, King Mingjiang's expression suddenly became very exciting. He stared at the old man with wide eyes, and there was a roar in his head, which made him unable to react.

He would never have thought that the skinny old man in front of him would be an ancient ancestor of their Zhang family in a hundred thousand years.

After a hundred thousand years, King Mingjiang could not imagine how the other party survived.

It doesn’t even look like it!

After a long time, King Mingjiang calmed down and all his anger dissipated. He did not doubt what Zhang Ruochen said.

"Ruochen, how strong is this... senior?" King Mingjiang asked secretly.

Zhang Ruochen sent a message and replied: "He is very strong, at least a powerful person in the Great Saint Realm. Therefore, he can only stay in this Awakening Holy Land. Once he goes out, he will be discovered by the angel patrols."

Hearing this, King Mingjiang couldn't help but feel shocked, and then he felt very excited. No matter what, it was always a good thing for the Zhang family to have a powerful saint-level person alive.

"The cultivation level of Dao Realm is pretty good, and the bloodline of the offspring should not be too bad. Hurry up and marry more beautiful wives to help the Zhang family flourish." The old man looked at Queen Mingjiang carefully and said seriously. said.

Zhang Ruochen was extremely generous to his imperial uncle, providing him with many precious training resources. In addition, King Mingjiang's own qualifications were not bad, so he finally achieved a breakthrough in cultivation to Taoism during this retreat. Territory.

Being able to cultivate the Dao Realm means that King Mingjiang has 10% hope of entering the Great Sage Realm in the future.

King Mingjiang's face was full of astonishment. He really didn't expect that the old man would say such words.

Calculating the time, King Mingjiang has lived for thousands of years. He has had five wives and given birth to more than ten children. Unfortunately, those wives were not of high cultivation and have passed away one after another. Now there is no one who is with him. around.

As for the dozen or so children of King Mingjiang, most of them are no longer alive, leaving only three. Two are at the Saint Realm and one is at the Saint King Realm.

For the past three hundred years, King Mingjiang has been alone and has no intention of marrying again.

Zhang Ruochen was a little speechless. He felt that the old man was in a daze. All he could think about was procreation.

However, this time the old man finally changed to someone else, and Zhang Ruochen felt inexplicably lucky that he didn't say such things to him.

Just as he was thinking about it, the old man continued: "For the Nine-Step Saint King in the Dao Realm, you are in your prime, and your descendants will perfectly inherit your bloodline. Although your bloodline is not as good as Zhang Ruochen, it is still the best. It's not bad. As long as we find some women who are above the Saint Realm and combine them, the offspring will definitely not be too bad. Who knows, some real geniuses will be born. "

"Now that the bloodline of the Zhang family is withering, as one of the few strong men in the Saint King Realm of the Zhang family, he should shoulder the responsibility of strengthening the family. Otherwise, even if the Zhang family makes more preparations, it will be difficult to revive."

"I will establish a new rule here. Any male of the Zhang family who reaches the holy realm or above must reproduce at least a hundred offspring."

The old man said it seriously, not as if he was joking at all.

Hearing these words, everyone present could not help but show very strange expressions. They all looked at each other, and most of them were still confused about the situation.

Zhang Ruochen was speechless to the extreme. He really didn't know what to say. He could even establish such a rule. He really didn't admire it.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen thought of something, turned over his hand, took out a space jade bottle, and handed it to the old man.

"There is a large amount of spring of life in it, which can purify the evil spirit of death. I think you can wait for your old man to take good care of your body before working hard."

With the growth of the saplings of the God Tree, especially after the old trunk was recovered, more and more springs of life were derived, and they gathered into a pond.

Hearing this, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly reached out to take the space jade bottle and said: "With such a good thing, why didn't you take it out earlier."

After saying that, the old man directly lifted the space jade bottle and poured the fountain of life into his mouth. He couldn't wait to see it.

In the blink of an eye, the old man drank up the fountain of life in the space jade bottle, stretched out his hand and said: "This is not enough, please give me ten more bottles."

"Do you think this is river water? I will give you two more bottles at most." Zhang Ruochen said angrily.

The fountain of life contained in the bottle just now was definitely not small, accounting for one-tenth of the total amount.

If we hadn't looked at this old guy, he was probably the ancestor of the Zhang family, and his cultivation was tyrannical. How could he have used so many fountains of life to dissolve the evil spirit of death in his body?

As for the heaven-connecting sacred tree, Zhang Ruochen does not plan to expose it for the time being.

After all, the identity of this old guy has not been completely determined, and his cultivation is unfathomable. What if someone tries to rob him?

A treasure like the Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree is enough to cause brothers to turn against each other, and father and son to kill each other. Naturally, they must be treated with caution.

The old man curled his lips and said: "Why are you so stingy? Forget it, just two bottles, take them out quickly."

Zhang Ruochen rarely quarreled with him, so he took out two more bottles of the fountain of life very simply.

The remaining fountain of life cannot be used anymore and must be kept for emergencies.

After finishing this matter, Zhang Ruochen ignored the old man and turned his head and walked towards the depths of the tomb forest.

Zhang Ruochen's cultivation has reached the realm of Lin Dao, and there is no need for the Great Sage's Dao Fruit at all. However, understanding the Great Sage's rules on these tombs will undoubtedly benefit him a lot. Substantial growth.

To reach his current level of cultivation, all he lacks is accumulation. He must find a way to increase the number of rules of the Holy Way to the limit of the Holy King Realm, and at the same time, do his best to make the body immortal.

These great sage ancestors of the Zhang family all practice various holy ways, including the way of time, the way of space and the way of truth.

Zhang Ruochen plans to study more at the tombs of some ancestors to enhance his own accumulation.

However, the tomb forest is filled with extremely powerful power. Even if Zhang Ruochen is a top holy king, he cannot go too deep. There are no more than 500 ancestor tombs that he can touch.

"what is that?"

Gazing at a Great Sage Dao Fruit, Zhang Ruochen suddenly discovered something.

He reached out and grabbed it, and a drop of crystal water flew out from the Great Sage Fruit.

Zhang Ruochen held the water drop in his palm, observed it carefully, and then revealed some strange colors and said: "It seems to be composed of a large number of holy rules."

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ruochen swallowed the drop of water, then ran the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" and started refining.

After a moment, Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes and said in surprise: "It actually increased the rules of the holy way in my body by one hundred thousand."

You know, this is not the Great Sage Path Fruit, it is just a drop of water on the surface of the Great Sage Path Fruit, just like a drop of dew.

It’s incredible.

With a movement of his body, Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of another ancestor's tomb, staring at the Great Sage Dao Fruit on the top, and sure enough he found another drop of water.

Having already tasted the sweetness, Zhang Ruochen was not polite and directly took it into his hands.

Then, Zhang Ruochen quickly swept through the tomb forest and collected all the dewdrops on the Great Sage Dao Fruit.

Although he could only touch less than 500 ancestral tombs, he collected quite a lot of dew drops, totaling nearly 300 drops.

"If every drop can allow me to increase one hundred thousand rules of the holy way, then the number of rules of the holy way in my body will be close to 90 million."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes showed a strong look of expectation.

Putting away all the Dao Fruit Holy Dew, Zhang Ruochen came to the tomb of an ancestor with an extremely powerful sage aura.

From the rules of the Great Sage covering the tomb, we can judge that this ancestor's cultivation has reached the ultimate level of the Great Sage - the Supreme Realm.

In the outer area of ​​​​the tomb forest, this ancestor's strength during his lifetime should be the most powerful.

"Just stay here in seclusion for a while."

Zhang Ruochen whispered and took out the sundial.

There are too many rules of the holy way added at once, so it is necessary to sort them out carefully to avoid any mistakes.

The sundial turned on, and the power of time encompassed dozens of surrounding tombs.

Zhang Ruochen immediately released the five saints and went to the five nearby ancestral tombs. Only the Fudo Mingwang saint, sticking to his body, was responsible for refining the Tao Fruit Holy Dew collected from the Great Sage Tao Fruit.

It is undoubtedly easier to understand the true meaning of the holy way by understanding the holy ways of different great sage ancestors and reflecting each other.

The advantage of possessing the six holy aspects at the same time was fully revealed at this time.

When Zhang Ruochen entered the state, King Mingjiang and others also began to practice in front of the tomb of the great sage ancestor.

The old man had been watching from the side, but he was shaking his head as he watched.

Nearly three hundred members of the Zhang clan tried in front of the Great Sage's tombs, but in the end, only seven of them were able to barely comply with the rules of the Great Sage in seven of the Great Sage's tombs, and their mentality could withstand the pressure of the Great Sage. impact.

In other words, only seven people have the foundation to refine the Great Sage's Path and Fruit, but they must wait until their cultivation reaches the Saint King Realm.

Therefore, at this stage, only King Mingjiang and his son who have reached the Holy King realm meet the conditions for refining the Great Sage's Dao Fruit.

In addition, refining the Great Sage Dao Fruit cannot immediately break through to the Great Sage Realm, and it takes a certain amount of time to transform.

"If it weren't for the bloodline of the Zhang family, the number of people who meet the conditions would probably be reduced by half. I never expected that the Zhang family would have declined to such an extent after I had been sleeping for a hundred thousand years." The old man couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Now we are guarding a large number of Great Sage Dao Fruits, but no one can use them, which really makes people feel helpless.

For those who were not satisfied with refining the Great Sage's Dao Fruit, the old man did not drive them out. Cultivating in front of the Great Sage's Tomb was always good for them, and it should be possible for many of them to enter the Holy Realm.

Turning his eyes, the old man looked into the depths of the tomb forest. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "Zhang Ruochen, this kid has no choice. The Great Sage Dao Fruit contains the way of time and the way of space. Weird. However, he has cultivated the six holy signs at the same time and has a sundial in his hand, which is really enviable. "

Although he was a little confused, the old man had no intention of asking about this matter. He believed that Zhang Ruochen must have special considerations.

In the blink of an eye, six days passed in the outside world, but in the area covered by the power of time, a full six years passed.

The sacred stone embedded in the sundial turned into ashes, and the power of time disappeared without a trace.

However, Zhang Ruochen was still immersed in his cultivation state and showed no signs of waking up.

After a few days, Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes leisurely, and with his mind wandering, he took back all the five sacred signs that had been released into his body.

"The water droplets condensed on the outside of different Great Holy Path Fruits have different effects. The worst one only allowed me to gain 10,000 Holy Path Rules, and the best one allowed me to gain nearly 200,000 Holy Path Rules. ."Bringing my total number of Holy Dao rules to 90 million." A satisfied smile appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

However, many of the rapidly growing Holy Path rules are minor Dao rules, with the total number reaching 30 million, accounting for more than 30%.

But, even so, Zhang Ruochen's rule structure of the Holy Path is still extremely perfect. After all, he laid a very solid foundation at the beginning.

Putting away the sundial, Zhang Ruochen stood up and looked at the Great Sage Dao Fruit, which was inherited by the supreme master.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ruochen used his spatial skills to take the Great Sage Fruit into his hands from the air, and then immediately sent it into the Universe Realm, where it was soaked in the fountain of life.

As he expected, nourished by the fountain of life, the Great Sage Dao Fruit did not undergo changes such as decay, melting, vaporization, etc.

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen picked a few more Great Sage Fruits and kept them in the Fountain of Life.

It is true that he cannot use it himself, but he can use it for others.

Of course, these Great Sage Dao Fruits are the heritage of the Zhang family, and it is impossible for him to pick too many.

After bowing respectfully three times to several ancestral tombs, Zhang Ruochen turned and walked towards the outside of the tomb forest.

"Zhang Ruochen, I have a communication light talisman of yours. I just took it from outside Wangshan Mountain." The old man appeared out of thin air and handed a communication light talisman to Zhang Ruochen with a smile.

Zhang Ruochen's heart moved and he had a vague guess. He couldn't help but reach out to take it and examine it carefully.

The old man asked: "Who is this Nalan Danqing? What does he look like? What is his relationship with you?"

"nothing dealing with you?"

With these words, Zhang Ruochen left the tomb forest directly.

The old man couldn't help curling his lips and said: "How rude, I don't have the same level of experience as you."

After leaving the tomb forest, Zhang Ruochen took the Qingtian Holy Dragon, which had initially refined the Panlong Vine, and left Wangshan as quickly as possible without a moment's delay.

The message light talisman was delivered by the Holy Book Talent, telling him that Prince Moro of the Rakshasa tribe had entered the Kunlun realm again and arrived in the Eastern Region. His destination was Luoshui. The reason was unknown.

"You actually took the initiative to send it to your door. Are all Rakshasa monks so conceited?" Zhang Ruochen always felt that this matter was a bit strange, but he didn't take it to heart.

With Zhang Ruochen's current level of cultivation, even if Yan Wushen comes, he may not get a good deal.

Blood debts must be paid with blood. No matter how powerful Prince Moro is or how many monks he brings here, he must die this time.

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There is no image in the ten directions, and there is no trace of the six paths.

Jumping out of the three realms, not in the five elements.

In the world of mortals, there were beauties like paintings, talented poets and drinkers, and the rivers were flowing with thousands of sails, but he only watched with cold eyes for the sake of martial arts.

In the endless dark night, there are bloodthirsty demons, charming concubines, and thousands of corpses in thousands of graves, but he only does what he needs to do and sticks to his true heart.

On that day, when he reached the top of the Heavenly Road, he looked at the sky, pointed at the world, and shouted: "I am the Emperor of Heaven, and all living beings come to worship me."