God Emperor

The shock of the gray-robed old man this time made Zhang Ruochen vigilant, and he realized that the subsequent impact of the battle in Rakshasa City was indeed very detrimental to him.

It shocked me for a while, but also pushed myself to the forefront.

This made those monks who were already wary of his rise become even more murderous.

Tianmu shocked the vast majority of people, and she was hiding in the Destiny Mountain, so she had the peace she has now. These two conditions are indispensable.

He cannot stay in the Divine Mountain of Destiny forever, nor can he stay under Tianmu's wings forever. He must improve his combat power and cultivation as soon as possible. Not only must he have the ability to protect himself, but he must also participate in the cosmic chess game and compete for the right to speak in the world.

The bureaucracy of the heavens is too high-end, and there are checks and balances among the heavens.

And under the heavens...

Zhang Ruochen wanted to become one of the turbulent people in the sky the moment he walked out of the Destiny Mountain, and then soar up to the sky. At that time, it’s time to participate in the highest-end round!

Since the gray-robed old man was more interested in Emperor Kuiliang, Zhang Ruochen felt relaxed and started reading various books on the castle tower.

Time passes unconsciously.

Zhang Ruochen is immersed in the vast sea of ​​words every day, and practices in person, confirming the possibility of every path.

On this day, Master Yin Yang led Xue Tu into the castle tower.

Zhang Ruochen was standing under a stone wall.

On the wall, there is a painting.

The painting, carved on a jade slab, consists of fifty-five dots in black and white.

Zhang Ruochen was as quiet as a stone sculpture, his pupils shrank, and his spirit, consciousness, soul, and five senses seemed to be completely separated from his body, merging with the scroll in his field of vision.

Xue Tu looked at the painting on the jade slab and didn't feel there was anything magical about it.

However, the two of them saw that Zhang Ruochen was studying, so they did not disturb him and consciously stood aside and watched quietly.

After a while.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were full of dazzling energy, he took a deep breath and said: "Wonderful, mysterious, really amazing!"

For a painting to be so praised by a god, Master Yin Yang was confused and couldn't help but look at it carefully.

Zhang Ruochen looked at him and said, "Does Master know the origin of this painting?"

Master Yin Yang shook his head slightly and said: "Since the first day I entered the castle tower, this painting has been inlaid here, and few people have paid so much attention to it. God, what mystery does this reveal?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Can I borrow it for a while?"

"I'm afraid not! Fengtian only allows the deity to enter the castle tower for viewing, but the collection inside cannot be taken out." Master Yin Yang said.

Xuetu asked: "Can I lend it out?"

Master Yin Yang's eyes became much more severe, and he stared at him, all warnings being silent.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "Xuetu, why did you come to the castle tower?"

"Master asked me to urge you, don't forget the business at the Tianming Division Divine Prison." Xue Tu spread his hands helplessly.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Then you go back and tell Fengtian that I want to borrow a painting. If you borrow it, you will go to the Divine Prison of Tianming Division immediately."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Xue Tu said this, but did not leave. Instead, he looked straight at the Yin Yang Divine Master.

It seems to be saying, "If you don't agree, I will report it to Master!"

Master Yin Yang smiled bitterly and said: "That's all, you can take this painting away! But the painting cannot leave the Destiny Mountain. It must be returned within a thousand years."

"It doesn't take a thousand years. With the talent and understanding of Lord Ruochen, he can fully understand it in half a year... ahem, nine hundred years!"

Xuetu took out his dagger, inserted it into the wall, and started digging.

…

After walking out of the Tianyun Division, Xuetu asked: "Senior brother, the Tianyun Division is very difficult to deal with you!"

"Did you see it?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Xuetu said: "Without the instructions from above, how could the Yin Yang Divine Master, a great god, have the courage to go against you, an unparalleled god? However, you are the master's son, even if the Tianyun Division is not happy with you, I can only endure it.”

The ancient divine beast that Xue Tu got from nowhere, Si, was sitting outside the Tianyun Department, tearing up a piece of purple bamboo and chewing it. It had excellent teeth and was eating happily.

The black and white body is furry and round like a ball.

"gone!"

Xuetu kicked the bamboo out of his hand and said, "Senior brother, please!"

Carrying Zhang Ruochen and Xuetu, he flew towards the Tianming Division.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Where have you been during this time?"

"According to the master's order, we will intimidate those ancient strong men."

Xuetu's eyes were stern, and his body exuded the majesty of "all the mountains and rivers are at his feet."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Speak carefully."

Xue Tu chuckled: "He is mainly responsible for spreading rumors... No, he is responsible for publicizing the miserable fate of those ancient powerful men. For example, Xiantian who took his body and transformed into the Master of Master Wisdom, Gu Xin, the Ancient Demon God, and the legendary Half Ancestor Tellurium.”

"Tell the world that these ancient powerful men are just the returned souls and pose no threat. Moreover, they have no power to resist in the face of the gods of the world. They are like prey and extremely miserable."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Emperor Fengdu has been exiled for a long time, and ancient powerful men appear frequently. The monks of all races in the hell world must have various ideas. Fengtian is trying to stabilize the hearts of the people in the hell world! Her pattern is better than mine. Think bigger.”

Zhang Ruochen almost didn't say that she was building momentum for becoming the master of the Temple of Destiny.

It is preached that the strong men of ancient times have no power to resist against the gods of this world.

All heavens, isn’t it Fengtian herself?

Zhang Ruochen said: "If you do this, you will definitely suffer backlash. You will be regarded as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh by all the ancient strong men! Can Fengtian take over all the cause and effect?"

Xuetu lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

How could he, a great god, have the guts to comment on the heavens?

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen understood!

Fengtian was deliberately irritating those ancient powerful men and waiting for those ancient powerful men to come to him.

Moreover, the lower she degrades those ancient strong men and the more she humiliates them, the more powerful she becomes.

It's a risky move!

But in Zhang Ruochen's opinion, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages in this round.

Arriving at the Divine Prison of the Heavenly Mandate Division, Zhang Ruochen did not waste any time talking to the Fierce God, but directly put him into the Earth Cauldron and headed towards the Five Realms Heaven.

Obviously, in the past few years, Xuetu had heard a lot of information and knew that Zhang Ruochen was of great value to Fengtian. He was currently the most popular person around Fengtian, so he naturally had nothing to worry about.

Following them to the Five Realms Heaven, Xue Tu thought about it for a long time and asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, it is said that the master gave up the starry sky defense line in order to save you?"

"Do you think that's possible?"

"Of course not possible."

"Why is it impossible?"

Xuetu was stunned by the question, and then asked in shock: "Is it true?"

"Of course it's fake."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Let's get straight to the point, what's the matter with you following me?"

"I knew I couldn't hide it from senior brother."

Xue Tu was nervous and said: "The great clan has been slaughtered immeasurably!"

Zhang Ruochen immediately understood and said with a smile: "You are Fengtian's disciple, why are you afraid of being slaughtered by a big clan?"

Xuetu solemnly said: "As long as the big clan leader doesn't kill me, Master will never stand up for me. Senior brother, you know me. There is no way that a magnanimous person like me can be a member of the organization."

"If you were a member of the Measurement Organization, Fengtian would have sent you on your way long ago!" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Yes! But the big clan leader may not be unreasonable... I'm not saying that the big clan boss is unreasonable, but what if the big clan boss gets angry with me? After all, my father's incident caused heavy losses to the Xuejue family."

Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment and said, "Just for such a small thing, you're wasting my time? Don't worry, grandpa, I will intercede for you. Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. But you have to show your attitude!"

"Understood! Give me a gift! I will also take care of it from the Blood Queen Master! Senior brother, please accept the blood slaughter and bow down."

Xue Tu bowed and saluted, then turned and left.

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Ruochen took out a five-color Taizhen-grade Tongtian Divine Pill and threw it to Xue Tu.

Xuetu naturally knew about Zhang Ruochen's refining of the divine elixir, but he had never been embarrassed to speak. When he saw Zhang Ruochen taking the initiative to give it to him, he was immediately moved from the bottom of his heart and was speechless for a moment.

Seeing that he wanted to bow again, Zhang Ruochen said: "No need to bow, just send these two pills to the Great Tribulation Palace for me. Remember, this pill is very powerful and should not be taken directly unless you are a great god."

"Senior brother, don't worry. From now on, I will handle all the big and small things in Xuetu's hands. I will definitely handle them beautifully."

Xuetu took the wooden box containing two heaven-reaching pills and happily headed towards the Great Tribulation Palace.

Zhang Ruochen took out the jade slab and held it in both hands, his eyes gradually becoming sharp.

This picture is by no means simple. He just had a first glimpse, and his whole body fell into it, as if he had entered another universe.

In that universe, there is also an endless starry sky. Each star moves according to a certain law, and the changes in the heaven and earth are all within it.

From this picture, Zhang Ruochen saw a certain possibility of the evolution of the four images.

On the picture, there are fifty-five points in total. The white points can be regarded as yang, and the black points can be regarded as yin.

The yang numbers add up to twenty-five, and the yin numbers add up to thirty.

Arranged according to the five directions of east, south, west, north and center, and corresponding to the numbers of the five elements, it can be said to be ingenious and mysterious.

The five elements are the five directions, and the five directions correspond to heaven and earth.

It seems that it is evolving the five elements and five directions, but in fact it is evolving the world of self.

In comparison, the four images are only external and lack the inner self. As for spiritual practice, what is ultimately cultivated is the self. If the self is not strong enough, how can it be surrounded by the four phenomena?

"There are 16 common clans, and they live in the north because of water."

"Two and seven are on the same path, and they live in the south for the fire."

"Three and eight are friends, and we are in the east of the wood."

"Four and nine are friends, and gold is in the west."

"Fifty people on the same journey, living in the middle for the earth."

These five formulas automatically appeared in Zhang Ruochen's mind.

At this time, another voice sounded: "The number of Dayan is fifty, the number of heaven and earth is fifty-five, this is the "River Map"!"

"who?"

Zhang Ruochen woke up from his dream and looked around, but saw no one.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether the voice just came from the picture, or whether it was being narrated by an outsider.

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and thought carefully, but he couldn't remember whether the voice just now was male or female.

"Feelings come from the heart, and the truth is not confused."

Zhang Ruochen emptied his heart and only used his intuition to control himself. He rummaged around on his body and finally held a painting in his hands.

Opening the painting, the woman in the painting is wearing a light blue dress, with a butterfly-shaped vermilion flower between her eyebrows. She is lifelike, wonderful, and as beautiful as a fairy.

It was the one given to him by Mr. Stone Axe.

The Shiji Empress in the picture seems to be able to step out of the paper. She is smart and elegant, and also has a majestic momentum that threatens ancient and modern people and tramples all living beings under her feet.

Zhang Ruochen laughed: "It seems that in my subconscious, I am still worried that Empress Shiji is hiding somewhere in me."

Suddenly, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his scalp began to tingle as he thought of a possibility.

There is no doubt about the mental strength of the Xinghai fisherman. He has personally investigated it and there can be no problem.

However, the question is, is there a possibility that the Xinghai fishermen reached some kind of agreement with Empress Shiji when they were investigating him? Was he kept in the dark?