God Emperor

The old man looked at the tomb forest in front of him with a deep gaze and said: "The Great Master must have fallen."

"Why are you so sure?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The old man said: "Because there was once a peerless genius from the Zhang family who practiced the skills left by the great master to the extreme and reached the supreme realm of the great sage. In order to break into the divine realm and revive the Zhang family, he entered this place alone. Pianzu Land, looking for the missing parts of the technique.”

"In the depths of this ancestral land, he did not find the technique, but unexpectedly obtained a divine source."

"That divine source is the great master's divine source."

"This unparalleled genius, by chance, refined this divine source and broke through to the divine realm."

"This unparalleled genius is the later Lord Jie?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The old man said: "That's right."

Zhang Ruochen was curious and said, "How are you sure that what you are refining is the Great Master's divine source?"

"哓哓, of course... it's not me, it's Lord Jie." The old man stared at him.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Okay! Why is Master Jie so sure that the divine source he refined belongs to the Great Master?"

"Different gods, and the divine sources left behind, naturally contain different powers. The Great Master was a heavenly deity back then, respected by all the heavens. Which god in the world can compare to his divine source? I don't even have such eyesight... This Don't you have any eyesight, Master Jie?" The old man didn't feel embarrassed at all, he still held on, his face didn't turn red, and his heart didn't beat.

Zhang Ruochen agreed with this point.

After all, after refining different levels of divine sources and cultivating to pseudo-gods, there is a big gap in the combat power they can unleash. Of course, no matter how powerful the false god is, it will be difficult to defeat the true god.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It stands to reason that the great master's divine source should contain infinite power, which is many times more terrifying than the destructive power of a star. Can a great sage refine it?"

Whether in heaven or in hell, the divine source left behind by the truly top powerhouses will not appear in false gods.

First of all, no holy monk can refine such a powerful abyss.

Secondly, the divine source of top powerhouses plays an important role in the true gods.

"So, I said that it was a complete coincidence that the Zhang family's peerless genius was able to refine the Great Master's divine source. It should be the Great Master's immortal soul that somehow helped him. I think I want him to support the Zhang family and restore the glory of the ancient times."

The old man put his hands behind his back and said with high spirits: "You don't understand what it feels like for a Tianzun family to decline so quickly. I am not willing to accept it. The emperor left all the divine sources to me, but I can't revitalize the family. Every time I think about this place, my heart breaks."

"Isn't it Lord Jie?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Yes, it's Lord Jie. He's ashamed of the Great Lord's cultivation. Although, the Great Lord may not have any intention of cultivating him." The old man said.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "No, Lord Jie is just a false god and can only live for one Yuanhui. How can he live from the Middle Ages to the present?"

In fact, if a god with a short lifespan senses that he is aging rapidly and his vitality is declining, he is likely to be unable to survive the catastrophe of the Yuanhui, so he will fall into a deep sleep and try to live as long as possible.

Sleeping, similar to suspended animation.

However, although Venerable Jie has been staying underground in King Mountain for these hundred thousand years, according to what he said, he was healing his wounds and refining the dead energy, not sleeping.

Why is he, a false god, still alive and well now?

Lord Jie's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, with tears in his eyes, and he said: "I have already calculated that this year is my final day, and I cannot survive it!"

"Ruochen, you are just a pitiful old man. I have lived a very difficult life for the Zhang family. I have worked hard, worked hard, and worked diligently. Before I die, let me see a few more Zhang family members who have the talent to become gods." Is your junior... okay?"

At the end, the word "good" is completely integrated into the sad cry.

It was originally a very sad thing, but when it came out of his mouth, Zhang Ruochen didn't believe it and said, "Have you admitted that you are Lord Jie?"

"Yeah! I admit it, it doesn't matter, he is already dying anyway." Lord Jie's eyes turned red, and he nodded calmly and sincerely.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Since this year is your final day, even if I want to build bricks and tiles for the Zhang family, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to see me!"

Lord Jie became energetic, pointed at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Promise! I take it as your promise! As long as you can give birth, old man, I can continue to endure."

These words were said with great force.

Is there any trace of old age?

Zhang Ruochen felt like he had been cheated. This old man looked like a drama queen.

However, if he is really just a false god, he may not have long life.

"I didn't agree." Zhang Ruochen said.

The old man said: "I obviously agreed! Anyway, I don't care, you have already agreed, there is no point in going back on it. If you go back on your word, you are not keeping your word, you are lying to your ancestors, you are a turtle bastard. When the time comes, don't blame me for using extraordinary means. You can Remember clearly, I didn’t force you, it was you who agreed first.”

Zhang Ruochen finally understood why the old man claimed that he had never forced Zhang Shaochu and King Mingjiang.

Who can stand up to what he does?

Zhang Ruochen didn't take the old man's words to heart and said: "You said before that you practiced the skills left by the Great Master to the extreme, but you only reached the supreme realm of the Great Sage? Don't you even have the skills to practice later? Dharma? Could it be that the Great Master only passed down the ninth level of "The Thirty-Three Heavens"?

The old man's expression rarely became serious, and he said: "I don't know if the skills passed down by the Great Master are really defective, which is why no one from the Zhang family in the future can cultivate to the divine realm."

"The skills you practice do have a great impact on breaking through the realm and becoming a god, but it is not absolute."

"What has the greatest impact on becoming a god is the state of mind, the rules of the holy way, the divine calamity, and of course the holy will."

Zhang Ruochen took out a bench from the space ring and said, "Sit down and speak slowly."

The two of them were sitting on chairs.

Lord Jie said: "Actually, "The Thirty-Three Heavens" is not the name of the Zhang family's inherited skills. It is just called by outsiders. Within the Zhang family, it is called the "Ming King Sutra". Of course, after the Middle Ages, , the Shengming Central Empire established by the Zhang family also called it the "Jiutian Mingdi Jing".

"Why do outsiders call it "The Thirty-Three Heavens"?" Zhang Ruochen asked curiously.

Lord Jie said: "Legend has it that when the Great Lord Fudo Mingwang is in the extreme fighting state, the sky above his head can grow from the twenty-seventh level to the thirty-third level. The Great Lord in that state is invincible in the world."

"Why is the Great Master called the Great Master Fudo Myooh? Because, even if the Great Master in that state stands still, he can suppress everything with only the Thirty-Third Heaven."

"I thought that being immovable refers to the Great Master's heart, which no one can shake." Zhang Ruochen murmured.

Lord Jie said: "Do you still think that "Thirty-three Heavens" only has thirty-three levels of skills?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled.

Lord Jie said: "Actually, the "Ming King Sutra" is more like laying a foundation for monks, and more like a bridge to the divine realm. It teaches you how to open meridians and the luck routes of each realm, so as to achieve the ultimate perfection. That’s all.”

"How you perform it ultimately depends on the monks themselves."

"Just like, you chose to practice the Five Elements Chaos Body, divided the Holy Soul into six, impacted the Holy King's Great Perfection, and cultivated the second-grade Holy Will. This is your own performance in the technique. Including Zhang No one from other families who practices the "Ming King Sutra" can replicate your achievements, and no one can follow this path again."

"The foundation of the Ming King Sutra is very important, but you yourself are even more important."

Zhang Ruochen said: "In other words, every disciple of the Zhang family who practices the "Ming King Sutra" will have different results?"

Lord Jie said: "It can be understood this way! The Ming King Sutra is the best paper, the best ink, and the best pen, but whether you can draw the best painting depends on the practitioner."

"Do you want to create your own magic after becoming a god?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Lord Jie said: "Any skill, including those heavenly skills in the "Taiyi Divine Skills List", are the most important before reaching the divine realm, and monks will be more dependent on them. After reaching the divine realm, monks' dependence on the skills will decrease. "

"At most, the techniques are just to explain to you the characteristics of each realm of the divine realm and how to break through faster. These things are very similar."

"As for the operation of divine energy, given the height at which the divine being stands, it would be a big joke if he still needs skills to tell him how to get lucky."

"The only advantage may be that the gods who practice this kind of technique leave behind enlightenment diagrams and practice experiences, including magical powers that match the technique, which will be of great help to the new gods."

"Is it really the lack of skills that makes it difficult for the Zhang family's children to become gods?" Zhang Ruochen muttered to himself.

Lord Jie shook his head and said cautiously: "Not necessarily."

"How to say?"

Lord Jie said: "The children of the Zhang family are so talented, especially in the ancient and medieval times, but their lack of skills can prevent them from becoming gods? I guess they may have been cursed by the Nether Clan!"

"Dare the Nether Clan curse the Great Lord?"

"When the Great Master was alive, naturally no one dared to curse. However, after the Great Master's death, it is entirely possible that the enemies of the Great Master would target his descendants. At the same time, it would also prevent the emergence of another Great Master among the children of the Zhang family. A strong person of this level suppresses the hell world, including the underworld, and cannot lift its head."

"Do you think my guess is reasonable?"

"hehe!"

Zhang Ruochen smiled, feeling that the old man was making excuses for his inability to become a god, and said: "My father broke into the realm of gods when he was in the hell world."

Lord Jie thought that his guess was reasonable, and said anxiously: "Ten Yuanhui have passed, and no matter how strong the curse is, it has faded away. The person who cast the curse back then must be dead! Besides, it may be your father. , in the hell world, it is also possible that the master of the God of Death helped him resolve the curse."

Zhang Ruochen was not interested in this, thinking that the divine realm should not be able to stop him, so he asked curiously: "How many divine planets did the Great Lord condense back then? Now that you have refined his divine source, can you mobilize the power of the divine planets? ?”

Lord Jie stood up, pointed to the sky, and said: "Practice the "Ming King Sutra", do not focus on the planet of the God's throne, only cultivate the sky above your head. One sky, one world."

Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw the shadow of the eighteenth level of heaven above Lord Jie's head.

The Great Master has twenty-seven levels of heaven, but he has only inherited eighteen levels?

destroyed!

The great master’s divine source was destroyed by him.

Zhang Ruochen naturally didn't say this, after all, he couldn't beat him now.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the graves covered by the nine-color divine light again and said, "Who was it that helped you refine the divine source back then? I don't believe it, you can refine it by yourself!"