God Emperor

Tianmu and Nie Zang were visiting in secret, and only a few gods of the Undead Blood Clan knew about it.

The Undead War God and the Blood-Severed War God came out to greet them.

The Blood-Severed War God, as the new master of the clan, invited these three strongest figures in the Hell Realm to a Blood Wing Temple for a secret discussion.

Not long after, the old clan leader walked into the temple in a well-dressed manner. He was full of energy and had no sign of decadence. He laughed and said, "Tianmu, long time no see. You haven't changed at all in these years. You are still so young. Before I die, I can see you once. I will be satisfied in this life!"

Tianmu glanced at the Undead War God and said, "I heard that your life span is exhausted and you will have the five decays of heaven and man. I came here to see you off for the last time. There are not many people in our era who are alive!"

The old clan leader was overjoyed. He didn't expect that Tianmu actually remembered him and came to the Undead Blood Clan specially.

For a moment, he didn't want to die at all!

But thinking that he could not defeat fate and would soon turn into dry bones, he felt more and more uncomfortable and couldn't help crying.

If he hadn't seen Tianmu, he could have faced death calmly, with a peaceful mind and no fear.

Only after seeing it did he understand how terrifying death was.

The Immortal God of War asked Tianmu to help him, hoping that the old patriarch could die peacefully before he died, but who would have thought that it would be counterproductive?

The Blood-Death God of War didn't expect that the old patriarch would cry at such an old age. He coughed twice and said, "There are outsiders here. Even if you are moved, there is no need to cry."

"What do you care about me?"

The old patriarch was fierce to the Blood-Death God of War, but gradually wiped away his tears, and with the help of the Blood-Death God of War, he sat on the chair and talked about the past with the Immortal God of War and Tianmu.

Half an hour later, the Immortal God of War and Tianmu walked out of the temple.

The Immortal God of War said, "I will definitely do what I promised you. Kuilianghuang and his people should have been cleared out long ago. But we have to wait until we send him away!"

"Why don't you take him to the Temple of Destiny? A clan leader like him should die in a blazing manner, rather than falling in obscurity in the desolate silence." Tianmu said.

The Immortal God of War understood what Tianmu meant.

Tianmu hoped that the old clan leader could use his dying body to self-destruct his divine source to severely injure the powerful enemy.

This does not mean that Tianmu is cold-blooded and heartless!

After all, if she was really cold-blooded and heartless, she would have mentioned it in front of the old clan leader just now, and the old clan leader would definitely not refuse her.

The old guy had a crush on Tianmu all his life, but he never married and didn't even have a descendant.

From the passionate young man who looked at her from afar, to the obsession until the old age, he looked at Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm countless times.

One glance is a million years!

Time makes people grow old, the sea dries up and turns into mulberry fields, only Tianmu's face remains unchanged, life is like a dream!

The Immortal God of War looked at the sky and sighed: "He won't go! I know him, he will pass on all his life's cultivation to Xue Jue when he dies. In his heart, except for you, Xue Jue is more important than anything else. Perhaps, Xue Jue is even more important!"

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Tianren Academy, located in the hinterland of Xiniu Hezhou, is a holy place of Confucianism and Taoism founded by the second Confucian ancestor in the holy world at that time. At its peak, saints from all over the world came to worship one after another, and countless gods sat under the pine and bamboo to listen to the Confucian ancestor's preaching, and the sound of reading was loud every day.

During the small catastrophe, the academy was destroyed and turned into ruins.

The sky area where the academy is located has broken mountains, countless deep valleys, and thousands of miles of desert. Many traces of destruction have not been repaired to this day.

However, the place that can be favored by the second Confucian ancestor is naturally the place where the divine veins converge, the spirit of the world, and the cultivation environment is unique. Moreover, in the depths of the ruins of the academy, you can occasionally find Confucian classics, which are of great benefit to the cultivation of spiritual power.

This day, the sun is shining brightly.

The blue sky is filled with cotton-like white clouds.

A green carriage, pulled by nine white cranes, flew from the sky and landed outside the ruined mountain gate of Tianren Academy.

One man and three women got off the carriage one after another.

Zhang Ruochen was dressed in a green shirt and a turban on his head. He had a handsome face and a sense of elegance in his heroic spirit.

His eyes followed the long gravel path and looked up, and he could see many ancient wooden buildings hidden among the branches and leaves.

The gravel path spiraled upwards, with green and jade-like liquid spirit bamboo growing on both sides. The breeze was blowing, and the bamboo leaves were fluttering. Under the sun, there was a very quiet artistic conception.

Zhang Ruochen said, "It's strange. Didn't they say that Tianren Academy was occupied by the evil cultivators of the Cha world? Why can't I feel the evil spirit here at all?"

"Father, look!" Zhang Yuyan said.

Zhang Ruochen looked away.

"Heavenly Evil Palace!"

Beside the mountain gate, on a grayish-blue boulder, there were four blood-red characters engraved.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves, and divine light fell, erasing the four blood characters on the boulder.

The boulder then exploded.

"Wow!"

At the mountain gate, a translucent array light curtain emerged.

"How dare you, who dares to break into the Heavenly Evil Palace?"

More than a dozen evil cultivators in the Great Saint realm rushed out of the array light curtain.

Some of them looked like humans, some had human bodies and beast heads, some were fierce birds, and some were angels..., but they had one thing in common, all of them were bald, including the fierce birds and angels.

On their bald heads, there were also scars from the ordination.

Nalan Danqing released his divine power, and his body was covered with a thousand-foot-high rosy glow, forming a substantial spatial pressure.

The evil cultivators were forced to retreat again and again by the divine power.

"It's a god, go and ask the Vulture God!" said a Great Saint in the Thousand Questions Realm.

Immediately, the two great saints with human bodies and animal heads hurriedly retreated into the formation light curtain and disappeared at the end of the gravel path.

The Great Sage of the Thousand Questions Realm fought against Shenwei with all his strength. His eyes wandered over Nalan Danqing, Luo Shuihan, and Zhang Yuyan. He saw that they were highly cultivated, and each of them wore Confucianism Yun. In addition, they were unparalleled in the world. Her beauty obviously has a great background.

As for Zhang Ruochen, his aura has completely become invisible, and he is no different from an ordinary person.

"This is an important place in the world. I wonder who these people are?" The Great Sage of the Thousand Questions Realm asked bravely.

Nalan Danqing, Luo Shuihan, and Zhang Yuyan all have calm and quiet personalities. They have been cultivating in the Kunlun world all year round. They live in seclusion and rarely come to heaven. It is normal for these evil cultivators not to know them.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "You don't even know me?"

A bald angel stared at Zhang Ruochen's face, his expression suddenly changed, he walked next to the great sage of Qianwenjing and whispered something.

Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to pay attention to them. At his current height, there was no need to argue with a group of great saints.

Point it out with one finger and break through the formation light curtain.

He took the three girls along the gravel path.

The defensive formation here was set up by the gods of the world, but it was broken with a single finger.

What kind of cultivation is this?

The great sage from the Thousand Questions Realm instantly confirmed Zhang Ruochen's identity. He felt cold all over his body. His legs were weak and painful, and he wanted to kneel down on the ground.

The bald angel knelt down directly and said: "Great Elder Ruochen, you must not break into the evil mansion... there is a noble person in the Tianren Academy, you must not disturb him."

When the other great sage evil cultivators learned that the man in front of them was Zhang Ruochen, they all knelt on one knee and their bodies trembled.

This is the man who killed all the leaders of Fengxian Cult!

To them, Zhang Ruochen is the strongest person in the universe, just like the gods, who can determine the life and death of gods with just one word. What's more, they?

The Great Vulture led three Heaven-Building Realm gods and seven false gods to come in a hurry. However, after seeing Zhang Ruochen walking on the gravel path, these majestic evil gods immediately gasped like a mouse seeing a cat. , immediately stepped aside and saluted respectfully.

"Meet Elder Ruochen!"

"Great Elder, it's not that we want to continue to occupy Tianren Academy, there is really another hidden agenda."

"We know that Tianren Academy is the holy land of Kunlun Realm in Heaven. We have wanted to leave for a long time, and we are willing to take out the sacred stones to make amends. No matter how many sacred stones we have, we will give them."

"Great Elder, please give me a way out. You see, we have all ordained and become monks. From now on, we will definitely change our ways, do good deeds, and make up for our past mistakes."

…

These evil gods had already heard about the fate of the gods of the Fengxian Sect, and were naturally frightened when they saw Zhang Ruochen coming to Tianren Academy.

Zhang Ruochen walked past them without saying a word and appeared outside a wooden building.

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

Da Sikong and Er Sikong rushed out of a bookstore and ran towards Zhang Ruochen with great joy.

Zhang Ruochen had noticed their auras a long time ago and said with a smile: "Why did you two come to Tianren Academy and shave the heads of all the evil cultivators in the world?"

Er Sikong was as skinny as a monkey, with skin as black as charcoal. He clasped his hands together and said seriously: "Reporting to Uncle Master, this is Master Can Deng's intention. Yesterday, Master Can Deng told them that they will have a disaster tomorrow. If they don't become a monk, they will do good deeds." If you accumulate virtue, you may not be able to escape death.”

Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes.

This Master Can Deng is so powerful. Did you expect that he would come to Tianren Academy today?

Da Sikong's face was as white and round as a big cake, and he said: "Over the years, Master Can Deng has led us to trace the truth about the fall of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch. He said that this is where the Fourth Confucian Patriarch fell. land!"

"Take me to see the master!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Master Can Deng came from the infinitely distant frontier universe. As soon as he arrived in the hell realm, he went straight to the Divine Mountain of Destiny and took away the "Book of Destiny".

This kind of person's cultivation has reached an incomprehensible level, making him both respected and feared.

Master Can Deng is dressed in white monk robes. He is handsome and handsome. He looks like he is in his twenties, extremely young. He was sitting under an ancient golden-leaf pine in the courtyard of the study, holding half a scroll of residual paintings in his hand and studying it.

The painting seemed to have been burned, and many places were scorched black.

Under the leadership of Da Sikong and Er Sikong, Zhang Ruochen walked into the study courtyard.

Master Can Deng raised his head, showed a warm smile full of personality and charm, like the warm sun in winter, and said: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, please sit down!"

Zhang Ruochen stared at him for a moment, and was surprised to find that with his current level of cultivation, he could still not see through any power fluctuations or traces of heavenly secrets on his body, going deep into the deep pool, which was as big as the void.

terrible!

I hope we are friends rather than enemies.

Zhang Ruochen calmly and naturally sat down opposite Master Can Deng. Luo Shuihan, Nalan Danqing, Zhang Yuyan, Vulture Master and others walked in, but they all stayed in the distance.

They felt a terrifying aura from Zhang Ruochen and Can Deng. When the great god walked over, they were afraid that their souls would not be able to withstand the impact, and their spiritual will would be crushed and they would fall to their knees directly on the ground.

"Look at this!"

Can Deng handed the remaining painting in his hand to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen unfolded the remaining paintings.

The scroll is charred and tattered, but it contains complex and mysterious lines of spiritual power inside.

Only by using the heart of truth can we discover the extraordinaryness of the residual paintings.

"This residual painting is the work of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch. The paper used for the scroll is very special, and... it was sealed with a mental power of level 90 or above."

Zhang Ruochen specifically searched for the fourth Confucian ancestor's posthumous works in the Kunlun world and saw more than ten pieces, so he made this judgment.

"This scroll of residual paintings was dug out from the depths of the Tianren Academy and was hidden very secretly. It should be the clue left behind by the Fourth Confucian Patriarch when he was about to die." Can Deng said.