I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Innate teaching.

Qiu Tan's boundary.

At night.

The Twilight hung low, covering everything. The mountains and rivers were silent in the dark night, with only the chirping of insects and the sound of the wind and water, showing vitality.

A blood carriage flew through the air, emitting dense Yin Qi and thick blood Fiend, causing all living beings to flee and countless birds and beasts to scatter in fright.

In the blood carriage, PEI Ling carried the nine souls saber on his back and sat upright, resting with his eyes closed.

Three days later, he would be able to rush to the heavenly born sect's headquarters.

At that time, the five sects of the righteous path, the reincarnation tower, the Wu Shi villa, and the SU Li Sutra would all arrive.

He was walking on the path of immortality, and the cultivators of the eight sects could only watch from the side. No one was allowed to help him!

On this point, PEI Ling was most assured of the reincarnation tower and the Wu Shi villa.

Of these two great demon sects, the former wished for as many people to die as possible; As for the Wushi villa, it could be fooled with a few words.

As for the five righteous Dao sects ... Under normal circumstances, they would not interfere in the internal conflicts of the demonic sects.

Even though Wenren lingse was his woman, he had already given her instructions, so she would definitely do as he said.

As for su zhentian's side, he would have to see who she was going to be ...

Just as he was thinking, PEI Ling suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was like lightning as he looked through the hanging curtain of the sedan and towards the front.

The area in front of the blood carriage was dark and the night was thick.

However, in the perception of his divine sense, countless powerful auras were appearing in the distance in front of him. They were surging like a tide and approaching the blood carriage at a rapid speed.

PEI Ling's face was filled with doubt. It was the aura of the heaven born sect, the heaven born sect's sect leader had come to accept the battle?

At the thought of this, he immediately controlled the blood carriage to stop, floating in place and waiting quietly.

Very quickly, the surging and majestic aura was getting closer and closer.

The void trembled slowly, as if a stone had been thrown into the water.

The huge corpse Peng flew out, and countless black chains whizzed out from the corpse, pulling ancient-looking chariots.

On the chariot stood countless figures in white robes and golden rings. The aura that originated from the same orthodoxy was revealed without restraint, intimidating all things.

Pairs of aloof and proud eyes coldly looked at the blood carriage.

It flapped its wings in the air, stirring up a violent wind that tore through the clouds and toppled tens of thousands of mountains and forests.

Corpse ROCs soared through the sky one after another. Chariots rumbled, crushing the void and fluttering white robes all over the horizon.

Finally, the corpse Peng suddenly separated, revealing three particularly large Pengs. Each of them was as big as a mountain, and when they flapped their wings, they looked like floating mountains. Their eyes flickered with golden light, and the feathers on their heads were like crowns with a metallic luster. They gave off an extremely ancient and Noble aura that was like a vast wave of smoke that hit one's face.

These three ROCs were different from the other corpse ROCs. They were surrounded by light green Wind vortexes, and they seemed to be full of vitality.

However, in his perception, everything in the huge body had been destroyed, leaving only the corpse for him to control.

The ROC was carrying a silk belt wrapped with countless golden bells, pulling a carriage as beautiful as a Palace.

The carriage was wide and surrounded by a circle of beauties leaning on the railings. There were kasayas and bells hanging down together, hiding the graceful figure inside and the mountains and rivers.

Through the window lattice engraved with various beauties, one could see the wide hall behind the heavy doors. A feather fan was like a lid, and the cloud Bed was inlaid with gold and Jade. A proud figure was lying on it, and his cold gaze passed through countless barriers. From a distance, he looked at PEI Ling with an endless noble and self-conceited feeling.

Many ROCs flapped their wings, crossing thousands of rivers and mountains in just a blink of an eye. They appeared not far from the blood carriage and stopped in an orderly manner. They were like a forest of war chariots, floating in the sky and not advancing.

Seeing this scene, PEI Ling instantly knew that the natural born sect was here to accept the battle!

However, there were too many people here ... Such a large scale of people was probably not far from the situation of the last Great War between the righteous and demonic paths.

However, it was better for the heaven born sect to take the initiative to accept the challenge than to hole up and not accept his challenge.

However, now that the battle had been brought forward, the cultivators of the other eight sects would probably not be able to make it in time to watch the battle ...

Thinking of this, PEI Ling escaped from the blood carriage and put away this flying magical treasure. Standing in the air, he looked at the dense heavenly born sect troops in front of him and said in a clear voice, " "Junior is the Zhong Kong sect's current Holy Son, PEI Ling. In order to prove my Dao, I hereby challenge the current heaven born sect's sect master."

"Please advise me, sect master Ji!"

When the heavenly born sect cultivators heard this, their gazes turned cold and flames of anger burned in their eyes. However, they didn't say anything and only looked at the Imperial carriage in the middle.

The Golden Bell on the carriage rang gently. A voice faintly rang out from within the crisp sound of the bell, " "The Zhong gang sect disrespects the will of the heavens and despises fellow Daoists."

"It is already an insult to the orthodoxy to use the bloodline of a cheap slave as the Holy Son."

"The sacred cult took into account our friendship and gave in again and again, compromising for the sake of the overall situation."

&Quot; however, the Zhong Ming sect is insatiable and keeps pressing on. They even allow such a lowly disciple to provoke the sect favored by the heavens and the noble blood favored by the heavens. They are rebellious, arrogant, and rude. They don't put their fellow cultivators in their eyes at all. &Quot;

&Quot; the sacred cult can't bear it anymore. Today, we accept the challenge from the heavy puppet sect! &Quot;

"My disciples, we are the most noble race in the world, the most noble race of the human race."

"Traitors like the Zhong gang sect, who are too arrogant, should follow the will of the heavens and be exterminated!"

"Kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dao integration cultivators stepped out of their chariots one by one and quickly occupied their positions and cast spells.

The origin jiqi cauldron flew up from the carriage and quickly grew in size. In the blink of an eye, it turned from an ordinary three-legged cauldron to a giant cauldron that could hold up the sky and suppress the world.

PEI Ling's mind was filled with confusion. Before he could figure out what was going on, all the chariots lit up with countless runes. The formations engraved on them quickly operated and spewed out a thick and stinky corpse Qi. It carried with it endless wails and thousands of poisonous substances that surged towards him like billowing smoke.

At the same time, within the war chariot, a brilliant light shone. An earth-shattering array of techniques, divine arts, curses, talismans, weapons ... They were like a violent storm that instantly flooded towards PEI Ling.

Boom boom boom ...

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The glazed avarice dynasty.

Avenging capital.

The Imperial Palace, the Imperial study.

Zhongkui sat straight behind the desk, holding a brush dipped in cinnabar. The tip of the brush was slightly stiff, but it had already dried up. His face was serious, and his mind was spinning.

Chan Lou had just sent news that Chi ban and the other Dao integration stage demons had all been killed in their respective residences!

Even the descendants of the same clan who lived with them, regardless of gender or age, were not spared.

This matter was very strange!

Chan Lou was still searching for clues, but so far, they had not figured out who the real murderer was ...

Just as he was thinking, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the study, accompanied by the clanking of pendants.

Very quickly, a figure wearing a phoenix crown and Zhai Yi stepped over the Hall's threshold. The Empress slowly walked in and slightly nodded to the Imperial carriage. She saluted and said, " "Your Majesty."

"Zitong, you don't have to be so polite. Is there something you need?" Zhongkui youzhi said in a deep voice.