God Emperor

The Second Confucian Patriarch did not act pretentious or pushy, he sat there with peace of mind and accepted Zhang Ruochen's bow.

His right arm is rounded and his long sleeves are flowing.

"Wow!"

Densely packed characters appeared in the sky and earth around him, spraying out rays of light, which seemed to be more mysterious than the movement of stars in the universe.

He said: "What does Di Chen think of the state of the ancestor?"

Zhang Ruochen sat back in his seat, regained his imperial bearing, observed the chaotic space structure around the second Confucian Ancestor's body due to those ancestral characters, and said: "It's unfathomable! Everyone in the world thinks that this emperor's combat power is not inferior to that of the ancestral ancestor. Only this emperor knows that I have no chance of winning against the ancestor."

The Second Confucian Patriarch looked surprised and said: "Why is Di Chen so arrogant and belittles himself? Is this a deliberate show of weakness?"

"Confucian Ancestor, are you preparing to test the emperor's strength?"

Zhang Ruochen was elegant and calm, and said: "Although I know that I have no chance of winning when facing the ancestor. But I am also sure that I will exchange life and death with the ancestor."

Everyone can feel that something is wrong with the atmosphere, and the air pressure in the space is increasing tenfold.

Burial gold lines appeared under Chi Yao's feet, spreading out, ready to deal with the aftermath of the ancestor-level confrontation at any time.

The Second Confucian Patriarch looked carefully into Zhang Ruochen's eyes and made sure that his words were sincere, so he laughed and said, "I understand, you haven't finished refining the seventy-two-story pagoda yet."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were sharp and he said: "Confucian ancestors have such confidence in the seventy-two-story pagoda?"

The Second Confucian Ancestor slowly said: "It is a heavy weapon that combines the Taoist methods of the five ancestors, the Human Ancestor, the Sword Ancestor, the Underworld Ancestor, the Great Master, and the Heavenly Demon.

"Di Chen can use the Victory Crown to take over the Ancestral Talisman of the Corpse Nightmare. Then by borrowing the seventy-two-story tower, he can definitely defeat the Ancestor, stand proudly in the sky, and point his sword at all enemies."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Since Confucian Ancestor knows that with the power of the Human Ancestor, the Sword Ancestor, the Ming Ancestor, the Great Lord, and the Heavenly Demon, they can each cast only one step of the seventy-two-story tower. You should understand that the ability to cast a complete seventy-two-story tower The difficulty of the tower is beyond what I, a monk who has not yet entered the Ancestral Realm, can do."

Zhang Ruochen didn't lie about this.

There is no need to lie in front of the ancestor of spiritual power. The other party has many means to distinguish, calculate and verify the truth and falsehood.

Integrating the sword pavilion, the Netherworld Dungeon, the Netherworld Purgatory, and the Gate of Hell is too difficult. It is equivalent to integrating the ways of the five ancestors, which is not something that monks under the ancestors can do.

The original fifty-four-story tower was simply spliced ​​together by the owner of the God of Death Island, and was not completely integrated.

The Second Confucian Patriarch said solemnly: "Entropy has occurred, and we don't have much time left! Can Di Chen trust me for once and let me help you to complete the seventy-two-story tower?"

Zhang Ruochen did not immediately agree or refuse, but asked: "With the cultivation of Confucian ancestors, can you master the seventy-two-story tower and be invincible in the world?"

"In other eras, the ancestors could command the gods and determine the rise and fall of the universe with a single word, and were the absolute masters. But in this era...the entanglement of cause and effect in the past, the layout of the immortals, and the obsession of the remaining souls of the ancestors, Everything comes together. Who dares to call himself invincible?"

The Second Confucian Ancestor smiled, already understanding Zhang Ruochen's concerns, and stopped mentioning the seventy-two-story tower.

He suddenly asked: "What does Di Chen think of this game?"

Zhang Ruochen lowered his head and looked at the chess table.

On the three-foot-square chess table, black and white pieces are intertwined, which seems to represent light and darkness, strangulating each other.

Bai Zi is so dazzling, full of divine brilliance.

Sunspots are like black holes in the universe, swallowing up all matter and souls.

"Huh!"

Zhang Ruochen found a straight ravine under his feet, extending to the end of the world. The mountains on both sides of the ravine are crystal clear, one black and one white.

Only then did Zhang Ruochen realize that his spiritual consciousness was pulled into the chess game and trapped in the formation that the Second Confucian Patriarch had already arranged.

Chi Yao discovered that the brilliance of the crescent moon and stars in the night sky were all projected onto the chess table, and then spread, making the entire Zhenlu Island shrouded in starry fog.

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be in some kind of lost state, motionless, like a stone sculpture.

The second Confucian Patriarch stood up, hid his hands in his sleeves, put them on his chest, and walked towards the direction where they were.

"Uh-huh!"

The sword is unsheathed.

Chi Kongle stood proudly with his sword, resisting the aura of the ancestor that came towards him. His eyes were sharp and without the slightest fear, he said: "What did you do to my father?"

"A star-and-moon spiritual chess formation will temper the soul, exercise the spirit, and test the will. You don't have to be nervous. You must have confidence in Di Chen."

The Second Confucian Patriarch looked at it carefully for a moment and said with a smile: "The tiger father has no dog daughter. Girl, if you dare to draw the sword against the ancestor, your future achievements will be extraordinary. Are you willing to join me?"

What an honor it is to become a disciple of the founder?

Even the heavens will envy you.

Not far away, above Chi Yao's head, a layer of heavenly world appeared, covering the starry sky. The nine-color Chaos Divine Flower burst out and converged on the Blood-Drip Sword.

The sword slashed towards the chess table ten steps away with a burst of blood.

"Boom!"

But it's like the Endless Abyss. Any force that comes close to it will be completely absorbed by the formation and won't make any waves.

Seeing this scene, Chi Kongle immediately rushed over with his sword in hand. No matter what, his father must be rescued first.

As for becoming a disciple of the Second Confucian Patriarch, it was something I had never thought about.

The Second Confucian Patriarch smiled, didn't care, stopped mentioning the matter of accepting disciples, hummed an unknown song, walked straight down Duotou Cliff, and disappeared into the gorgeous star mist.

…

Seven days later.

The sun was shining and the heat was unbearable.

More and more gods are gathering on Broken Head Cliff.

Including Wentian Jun, Dragon Lord, Thousand Bones Empress, Xu Kun War God, Five Dragon God Emperor..., except for those who are in retreat, almost all the top experts in the sword world are here.

As a gust of sea breeze blew by, Zhang Ruochen, who was sitting quietly beside the chess table, let out a sigh: "The ancestor is really powerful. A random formation trapped me for seven days."

Zhang Ruochen raised his head, looked at the blazing sun in the sky, and said, "And he only did it when the sun was in the sky, the stars and the moon were receding, and the power of the formation was at its weakest."

He was not at all depressed. Being able to fight with the ancestor was already a symbol of absolute strength.

Once upon a time, the ancestors were transcendent beings like myths and legends.

The more you fight with the ancestor, the more you will understand about the ancestor, and you will be able to know how to deal with it in the future.

is a good thing!

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves, causing ripples of divine power.

Suddenly, within ten steps of the chess table, all the order and formation inscriptions left by the Second Confucian Patriarch disappeared.

The gods present can finally get closer.

Wen Tianjun took the lead and walked to the chess table, observing the chess game. He seemed still in disbelief and said, "Is he really so strong that he can trap you for seven days with just one game of chess?"

"His true strength will only be higher than we imagined. Our ancestor, who knows how many percent of his cultivation he has used?"

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Did he take away the seventy-two-story tower?"

Seven days have passed, and a lot of things must have happened.

Wentianjun shook his head and said: "He entered the seventy-two-story tower, but walked out of the tower half an hour later. He said that with his spiritual power, it would take at least 60,000 years to complete it. The seventy-two-story tower was completely fused."

"It was expected." Zhang Ruochen said.

The Five Dragon God Emperor stepped on the colorful clouds, and the golden dragon's light and shadow loomed behind him, and said: "I still haven't figured it out yet. Even if it takes 60,000 years, it is only 60,000 years. Why doesn't he just take away the seventy-two Layer Tower? After 60,000 years, won’t he be invincible in the world?”

Chi Yao stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the wind, and said: "Because no one wants the seventy-two-story tower to be cast. To be precise, no one wants the seventy-two-story tower to be cast in the hands of other monks."

"Once the Second Confucian Patriarch takes away the seventy-two-story pagoda, he will immediately become the target of public criticism."

"The Corpse Nightmare, the Hongmeng Black Dragon, the Dark Lord, and of course us, will all regard him as the number one enemy. They will rush to destroy the Eternal Heaven and surround and kill him before the seventy-two-story tower is successfully forged. "

"Sixty thousand years is too long, he can't keep it that long."

"If it had only taken sixty years, he might have taken it away!"

Zhang Ruochen looked around, his heart moved, and he said with an irresistible commanding tone: "I have nothing to do with you, everyone, please retreat!"

Wherever he looked, Zhang Ruochen saw the figures of Mu Lingxi, Ling Feiyu, Bai Qing'er and other women, but he just glanced past them without stopping.

When I looked a second time, they had already left.

Zhang Ruochen felt bitter in his heart, knowing that he was sorry for their concern for him. Indifference is really hurtful and sad.

Chi Yao was the only one left on Duantou Cliff.

Chi Yao said: "The Second Confucian Ancestor took away Da Sikong, Er Sikong, and Luo Shuihan. He is very powerful and no one can stop him."

"Stop the ancestor?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "You must not have such thoughts in the future. You may not be able to stop a hair of the ancestor. Besides, it may not be a bad thing for them to follow the second Confucian ancestor."

Chi Yao's eyes were like water and she said: "You seem to have changed your view of the Second Confucian Patriarch a lot. Do you believe what he said before?"

"I just thought of another possibility. Maybe there really are no immortals in the God Realm. Everything is the shadow left by human ancestors across the long river of time." Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Yao said: "Since the Human Ancestor can span the long river of time, the best way to get rid of the Ming Ancestor and the Dark Lord is to kill them at the source. Therefore, I always believe that in the words of the Second Confucian Ancestor It has many loopholes and is not worthy of belief.”

Zhang Ruochen said: "If you want to transcend time and travel to the past and future, it will be difficult. If you want to find a person in the vast universe, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. And the time in the long river of time is more complicated than the vast universe, how can it be that easy? Find the key source?”

"More importantly, the Human Ancestor can cross the river of time, and so can the Underworld Ancestor and the Dark Lord. This is like a battle at the level of cause and effect. Where is the cause and where is the effect?"

"Besides, history is actually distorted and chaotic due to the deliberate arrangement of the immortals. Was the Ming Ancestor's first life really Emperor Xuanyuan Xuan Hei Qi? Not necessarily."

Chi Yao frowned and said: "It is indeed difficult to infer a fight that really rises to the level of cause and effect!"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "I said, I just think that there is another possibility, and I don't really believe the words of the Second Confucian Patriarch. It is possible that the Second Confucian Patriarch himself did not understand the truth, but A chess piece of Renzu.”

Zhang Ruochen has always been skeptical about the ancestors of time and space.

Chi Yao said: "Do you think the Second Confucian Patriarch came to Wuding Divine Sea this time just to borrow the Ten Thousand Beasts Treasure Book? What is his purpose of borrowing the Ten Thousand Beasts Treasure Book?"

"In addition to borrowing the Treasure Book of Ten Thousand Beasts, he did at least three things."

Zhang Ruochen listed them one by one and said: "First, every time he mentions the Great Master, he is observing my expression. His purpose is to test whether the Great Master is alive."

"Secondly, he left a chess formation to trap me. He was testing my strength."

"Third, perhaps his real purpose is to investigate the situation of the seventy-two-story tower. Although he believes that with my cultivation, it is impossible to successfully fuse the seventy-two-story tower, but he is still worried. No. Don’t worry about the mystery of the first-level Shinto, but don’t worry about the hidden Ancestor of the Underworld. What if the Ancestor of the Underworld is secretly cultivating the seventy-two-story tower?”

Chi Yao looked solemn and extremely worried, saying: "Is Ming Ancestor really in the Sword Realm? If he is in the Sword Realm, why didn't he seize the seventy-two-story tower? What does he want?"

"Underworld Ancestor!"

When Zhang Ruochen read these two words, his eyes were blurred, and then became profound.

…

Zhang Ruochen did not leave Zhenlu Island, and the first person he met was Xu Wenzhi.

Xu Wenzhi did not agree to the invitation of the Second Confucian Patriarch and chose to stay in Wuding Divine Sea.

Before that, Chi Yao had had a detailed chat with him and promised to protect the monks who were once Xingtianya and Xinghuantian, and the two reached an agreement. Zhang Ruochen's interview was just a formality.

The second person to meet was Yinghuo.

Yinghuo also rejected the Second Confucian Patriarch and did not go to the Eternal Heaven, but received an ancestral pattern as compensation.

It must be said that the Second Confucian Patriarch's style of conduct was unpredictable and completely eclectic.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed Yinghuo's palm, observed a cyan formation pattern on her palm, and said: "With this formation pattern, you have no fear of any monks below the Immortality and Infinity. Even those above the Immortality and Infinity will be wary of you! Of course! If you use the formation pattern once, its power will be weakened by one point, so use it with caution."

Letting go of her hand, Zhang Ruochen asked: "Next, will you return to the Immortal Vampire Clan, or will you stay in the Sword Realm?"

Yinghuo was in awe of Zhang Ruochen. He bowed deeply and said, "Yinghuo hopes to return to the Immortal Vampire Clan and continue to assist the clan leader."

"Go!" Zhang Ruochen did not leave her alone.

As soon as Yinghuo walked out, the famous sword god walked in with a tall and heroic posture. He bent down when he saw Zhang Ruochen and said: "Lord Di Chen, the envoy of Gai Mie and the Abyss of Darkness, who do you want to meet first?"

"Since the Supreme Pillar is back, of course I want to see him first."

When Zhang Ruochen saw Gai Mie, he laughed loudly: "I have waited for Brother Gai Mie for 80,000 years, and finally I have waited for you to come back. Hey, brother Gai Mie, why haven't you broken through to the Half Ancestor Realm yet? But we are far behind!”