The heavens: pushing across all realms

From the beginning to the end, Yuanshi Tianzun never looked at Feng Ji.

In his eyes, Feng Ji was just a chess piece pushed out by his junior brother, Master Tongtian. It would be beneath his status to talk to such a person.

At this time, Taoist Ran Deng retreated sharply, and the shot-pierced palm recovered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He stared at Feng Ji with a gloomy expression. Qing Yun surged behind him, and he was obviously really angry.

In front of countless generals and disciples of Chanjiao in Xiqi, his senior brother was forced back by a divine light and shot through his palm. This was simply a great shame and humiliation.

At the same time, he became alert and solemn in his heart. He knew very well that Feng Ji had come suddenly and struck as fast as thunder. Even though it was a sneak attack, the power of the light in his eyes was still extraordinary.

If it were ordinary divine light, with his twenty-four Dinghai Pearls nearby, how could he not be able to guard against it?

It can be seen from this that Feng Ji's cultivation base is probably not inferior to his own.

He took a deep breath, and when he heard Yuanshi Tianzun calling for Tongtian Cult Leader, his heart suddenly moved, and he already understood that the person in front of him was most likely a disciple of Jie Cult, just a chess piece pushed out by Tongtian Cult Leader.

His eyes flashed slightly at the moment. As the first disciple of the Chan Cult, he naturally could not let his master deal with Feng Ji, otherwise he would inevitably give Yuanshi Tianzun a reputation as a bully.

As for Chanjiao, the other disciples may not be able to deal with Feng Ji, so he is the only one taking action now.

Thinking of this, he took a step forward, with the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls in his hands spinning around him, ready for defense.

Then he spoke: "Are you Feng Ji?"

Feng Ji ignored Taoist Ran Deng and strode out to Yang Jian's side.

Yang Jian raised his head excitedly and shouted: "Master!"

He wanted to stand up, but was unable to do so due to the Saint's pressure and lock.

Feng Ji waved his hand gently, and the saint's pressure was immediately dispelled by him. At the same time, he said: "It's not easy to be my disciple, isn't it?"

Yang Jian stood up with red eyes and said: "Being a disciple of Master is better than being a disciple of Chanjiao."

As soon as these words came out, the other disciples of Chanjiao changed their expressions. They all showed anger and immediately started scolding.

"presumptuous!"

"What a junior, how dare you insult my disciple of Chanjiao!"

"Bold madman, I am here to explain the teachings of the founder saint, how dare you make any mistakes!"

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Ran Deng's face was also extremely ugly. Feng Ji dared to ignore him in front of so many people, and Yang Jian even humiliated the disciples of Chan Jiao in front of everyone in Chan Jiao.

He took a deep breath and shouted: "What a treacherous and unruly person, Feng Ji, Yang Jian, although you two have not been recognized by the Heavenly Lord, you two have learned my magical power after all, and you and I have become masters and disciples." , and now you actually say such shameless words in front of all the people in the three realms, is this your Bishop of Tongtian Sect?"

"Senior Brother, what nonsense are you talking to them about? I have long heard that Jie Jiao's disciples associate with animals. Hahaha. Only today do I understand that this statement is true!"

"These two villains have sneaked into my Chan Cult. They have a big plan. Catch them quickly!"

"Elder brother, let me help you!" Daoxing Tianzun stood up and shouted.

For a moment, all the twelve golden immortals of Chanjiao, except Master Yuding, stood up one after another and glared at Master and Disciple Feng Ji.

Yang Jian looked ugly and said: "Master, you go first, I will break up the rear!"

After saying that, he turned around and shouted: "Where are brothers Meishan?"

"Second Master, I'm waiting here!"

Yang Jian looked grim and shouted: "Escort my master to leave!"

"yes!"

The Meishan brothers shouted loudly.

However, Taoist Ran Deng waved his hand and shouted, and the Twelve Golden Immortals immediately surrounded him.

But I heard him smile and say: "Since you two are here, please stay for now."

Feng Ji shook his head, not caring that he was surrounded by the Twelve Golden Immortals. He patted Yang Jian on the shoulder and motioned for him to get out of the way.

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, then retreated obediently.

I just couldn't help shouting: "Master, you..."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "With your actions today, you will not waste your time as my master and disciple, nor will it be in vain that I worked so hard to save your brothers and parents."

When Yang Jian heard this, he trembled all over, suddenly raised his head, and looked at Feng Ji in shock.

"Master, you...what did you say?"

Feng Ji chuckled, waved his hand, and saw several figures suddenly appearing in the void.

Among the figures, there was a strong young man who looked similar to Yang Jian. He was full of powerful aura, and he actually had the cultivation level of a golden immortal!

Behind him, stood a middle-aged couple. The man was dressed as a scholar and the woman was stunningly beautiful.

The young man looked up and saw Yang Jian. He immediately showed a simple and honest smile and shouted: "Second brother!"

When the woman saw Yang Jian, she burst into tears and called out softly: "Erlang!"

The middle-aged scholar did not speak, but looked at Yang Jian with a smile, but his eyes could not help but shed a few tears.

Yang Jian was trembling all over, his resolute face was full of disbelief.

His lips moved slightly, but he lost his voice for a moment and couldn't scream.

Nezha, who was not far away, saw this scene and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Yao Ji!"

Yang Jian couldn't believe his eyes. Finally, after the initial shock, he shouted hoarsely with red eyes: "Dad...Mom? What...what's going on?"

He didn't dare to pounce, he just turned his head and looked at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji smiled and nodded slightly at him.

In an instant, he could no longer bear the emotions in his heart, tears fell down, and his figure suddenly swayed, and the next moment he suddenly appeared in front of the three people.

Yang Jian made a puff, knelt down in front of Yao Ji and Yang Tianyou, choked with sobs and shouted: "Father, mother!"

"Good boy!"

"Erlang!"

"Second brother!"

The family hugged each other, sobbing and crying. Only at this moment did Yang Jian feel that these were really his dead eldest brother and parents!

He was so happy that he didn't care to express his feelings of missing him. He turned to look at Feng Ji and said, "Master, what... is going on?"

Feng Ji chuckled: "When the Yang family was wiped out, I was at the scene. At that time, my master's skills were not yet complete, so I couldn't save you explicitly. I had to protect the souls of your father and your eldest brother first."

"Then you split Taoshan with all your strength, and I followed you all the time. I watched as the ten golden crows set up a golden crow formation, and when your mother died in the sun, I took action again to steal her soul."

"After that, I used flesh and blood to transform into magical powers to reshape the bodies of your parents and Yang Jiao, and taught your elder brother the magical skills. Until today, I have completed the magical skills, so I brought them to see you."

After saying this, he suddenly turned his head, looked at Ran Deng and the other immortals who explained the teachings, and said with a smile: "By the way, Taoist Ran Deng, what you said just now is wrong. The magical powers that I practice are not from your teachings." .”

"I don't think you know how the "Eight Nine Mysterious Techniques" came about. Your master, Yuanshi Tianzun, should know about it, right, Yuanshi Tianzun?"

Feng Ji smiled half-heartedly and looked up at Yuanshi Tianzun, who had been silent.

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned and was surprised in his heart. He could not sense the aura of his junior brother Tongtian Cult Master.

Why does the junior in front of me have the confidence to scream at him?

He pondered slightly, looked at Feng Ji, and was not in a hurry to take action, but said lightly: "Oh? Then tell me, how did the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills" come about?"

Feng Ji laughed: "The Eight-nine Mysterious Skills is just a modified version of the Wu Clan's Transformation of Gods and Demons. Yuanshi, am I right?"

Yuanshi Tianzun's calm expression changed for the first time. His eyes shrank slightly and he stared at Feng Ji.

"Who are you?"

Feng Ji laughed and said: "Don't you want to know where Hou Yi went? Fellow Taoist Hou Yi, come out and meet this saint who explains the teachings."

After Feng Ji finished speaking, the space was slightly distorted, and a strong figure came out.

But a big man who exuded terrifying coercion walked out.

He held a curved bow and looked at the crowd. He first glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun, then grinned and said, "Long time no see, Yuanshi Tianzun."

"Houyi!"

Yuanshi Tianzun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt something bad in his heart.

Hou Yi sneered, turned to look at Feng Ji, cupped his fists and said, "Hou Yi thanks fellow Taoist Feng for his advice."

Feng Ji looked at Hou Yi up and down, nodded with a smile, and said: "The Law of Power has been completed. You have entered the realm of ancestral witches. Now your combat power is comparable to that of Daluo Jinxian."

Hou Yi modestly said: "I must thank you for your guidance, otherwise Hou Yi may not be able to enter the realm of ancestral witches in this life."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Don't talk about this in front of outsiders. Fellow Taoist Hou Yi, the disciples of the Chan sect are shameless. Come and tell them how this "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills" came from."

When Hou Yi heard this, a look of hatred suddenly appeared on his face, and he looked at Yuanshi Tianzun and the monks who explained the teachings.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, I have now walked out of Guanghan Palace. The Wu Clan inheritance was taken away by you. You modified the "Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques" from the "God and Demon Transformation" in my Wu Clan inheritance. Now why do you shamelessly say that this is your magical power?"

Yuanshi Tianzun was no longer calm at this moment, with an old face full of gloom.

He stared at Feng Ji and Hou Yi, suddenly understood, and said: "Are you the remnants of the Wu clan?"

He had always thought that Feng Ji was a disciple of the Jie Cult, but at this moment he realized that Feng Ji was actually a remnant of the Wu clan?

Thinking of the disappearance of Taoist Lu Ya, he had already concluded in his heart that Feng Ji must be from the Wu clan.

No one knows the hatred between Lu Ya and Hou Yi better than him.

No one knows the hatred of the lich better than him.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Unexpectedly, even the Wu clan would jump out of this great catastrophe.

"Okay, okay, okay! I just happened to take care of you too!"

Thinking of this, Yuanshi Tianzun no longer showed his identity, and sneered directly: "You have blocked the great catastrophe of the Conferring God List, and you have already entered the catastrophe. Today is the day when you will face the catastrophe, teach your disciples to obey the order and catch them on the list!"

Headed by Taoist Ran Deng, the disciples of Chanjiao all shouted loudly.

"Catch him and put him on the list!"

Dong dong dong...

In the camp, the war drums roared and morale surged.

Feng Ji and others were surrounded by cultivators from the Chan Cult. Yang Jian showed a solemn look and said, "Father, mother, brother, be careful."

Yang Jiao laughed loudly and said: "Second brother, don't worry, you don't know how powerful the master is."

Yang Jian frowned, glanced at his elder brother, and secretly wondered, isn't the master in the golden immortal realm?

No matter how powerful he is, can he still be as powerful as a saint?

Yao Ji also chuckled, patted Yang Jian's arm, and said with a smile: "Erlang, don't panic, Master Feng has his own way."

Hou Yi also crossed his arms, with a sneer on his face, and looked at the disciples of Chanjiao without fear.

Ran Deng and others felt baffled, and couldn't help shouting: "Why don't you just capture the remnants of the Wu clan?"

Feng Ji sneered and said, "Is it more than people?"

But Feng Ji suddenly waved his hand, and suddenly, the sky was filled with strong winds, and the space was shaking and distorting.

One after another figures appeared in the air.

"Fu Hai brings all the beasts of the Hai clan to pay homage to the master!"

"Peony in Ten Thousand Flowers Forest, together with the Flower Fairy, pays homage to the master!"

"Maoshan disciples, meet the leader!"

…

There were screams and terrifying breaths, and they kept coming.

The former Maoshan disciples, Lin Jiu, Taoist Priest Qianhe, Taoist Master Four Eyes... and other Maoshan disciples all appeared in this world.

They are no longer the minor foundation builders they were back then. Over the years, as Feng Ji merged with the cave, the cave in his body expanded infinitely, and various laws were brewed.

These old friends have already entered the realm of immortals.

Among them, Lin Jiu and others, who had extremely talented people in the Dharma Ending Era, had already broken through to the Golden Immortal level in just a few hundred years in the cave world full of spiritual energy!

The Great Sage Fu Hai from the Liaozhai world and the flower demons of Wanhua Forest have all entered the realm of heavenly immortals one after another in Feng Ji's cave, and many of them have entered the realm of mysterious immortals.

In this group of people, there are dozens of Golden Immortals alone, more than three times more than those from Chanjiao!

The expressions of all the immortals led by Ran Deng Taoist suddenly changed.

"Where...where do so many golden immortal masters come from?"

"Where did these people come from?"

"No, could it be a master trained by the remnants of the Witch Clan?"

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Yuanshi Tianzun was no longer calm at this moment. He looked at the sudden appearance of the immortal army in shock and couldn't believe his eyes.

"When did there become so many Golden Immortal masters in the prehistoric world? I didn't know it? No, it's impossible. Heaven's law is constant, and the number of Golden Immortals is limited. How come there are so many more people?"

He pinched his fingers and quickly started to count. As soon as he did the calculation, his expression suddenly changed again!

He was shocked to find that in the sense of heaven, the number of golden immortals in the prehistoric world had not increased!

However, with so many golden immortals in front of you, you can never do anything fake!

Suddenly, his heart was beating wildly, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Extraterrestrial Demon!"

There are no more golden immortals in the prehistoric world, but there are so many golden immortals in front of us. There is only one explanation!

These golden immortals are not ancient creatures!

They are extraterrestrial demons!

The Witch Clan actually colluded with the demons outside the territory?

He couldn't believe it, and was filled with shock and anger. As a saint, he was actually half-way through the path.

He refined the Hongmeng Purple Qi and was completely involved with this world.

The appearance of extraterrestrial demons will definitely have a huge impact on the prehistoric world.

These extraterrestrial demons will erode the destiny of the prehistoric world and affect the order of heaven in the prehistoric world!

"No, this must be told to the teacher immediately!"

Yuanshi Tianzun was shocked and woke up suddenly.

The teacher has merged with the way of heaven. It stands to reason that with so many extraterrestrial demons sneaking into the primitive world, the teacher should have noticed it a long time ago!

Why hasn't the teacher discovered it?

Without any time to think about it, Yuanshi Tianzun quickly used the magic formula to inform Hongjun.

When Feng Ji saw this, he did not stop him. He just chuckled and said, "Let me see what is the difference between a saint and an ordinary Daluo Jinxian."

He took one step forward, and his figure suddenly grew wildly. In an instant, he reached three thousand feet.

The energy of chaos is surging all over his body, and his muscles are quivering. He really looks like a god or a demon!

The terrifying pressure caused the heaven and earth to shake, and the space to tremble and twist.

In the sky, there were dark clouds, strong winds, lightning and thunder, and the thunder kept roaring and exploding.

Seemingly representing the anger of Heaven, countless lightning bolts fell towards Feng Ji.

However, Feng Ji's hair stirred and fluttered randomly, and these arcs fell on his body, as small as sparks.

Such a terrifying momentum and pressure caused the Yuanshi Tianzun, who had always been aloof, to feel palpitations!

"This...is Chaos...gods and demons!?"