the first emperor

Chapter 204 Encouraging Zhang Qingrong

Everyone looked at Qi Zun Xun Rong in shock, and realized that the current Qi Zun Xun Rong was no longer the former Qi Zun Xun Rong who only dominated the world in refining weapons.

Because, he is about to ascend to the fourth place on the Continental Venerable Ranking, and become one of the most magnificent and peerless venerables on the mainland. They are all preparing for future saints, and they represent completely different meanings.

At least half of the saints on the mainland have been on the mainland's honor list, and most of them are extremely glamorous figures in the period of the venerable.

In the world, the winner is king, and no one pays attention to the loser.

Even Zhang Qingrong used to be number one on the Mainland Honor List.But that's just the past. If the older generation can't be sanctified, they will eventually pass away forever.Most people looked at Qi Zun Xun Rong with reverence and awe in their eyes. Everyone knew that a bright new star would rise on the mainland.

There are only some people who are also very old and their lives have entered their twilight years, looking at Zhang Qingrong's lonely back and sighing.

"Hua Yiran, your friend is too stubborn because of his character, so he didn't know how to adapt, and he went to the dark on the same road, so he will never be able to become a saint."

Xi Qianye said calmly.

Hua Yiran was taken aback for a moment, what does the master mean by this?He looked at Zhang Qingrong with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

He watched Zhang Qingrong fight just now, his strength and fighting ability are indeed extremely strong, he can be called the ultimate among the venerables.But if you think about it carefully, you will find that it is too monotonous. As long as someone can block his round of attacks, then they are basically invincible.

It's like a person who knows only three axes, and after three axes, there is no way to defeat the enemy.

Zhang Qingrong paused slightly, and stood frozen in place for a long time, then slowly turned around, looked at Xi Qianye and said, "I don't believe that I'm on the wrong path, even if you are a peerless saint, I won't agree with your words .”

He explored how the holy path of his life could be wrong, and even if he failed in the end, he firmly believed that the path would never be wrong.

"Every way in the world leads to all dharmas, there is no wrong way, only wrong people."

Xi Qianye stepped forward, and said indifferently: "The path you take is to seek the ultimate, perfect and complete power. Unfortunately, your talent is not enough and your ability is limited, so you can't make it through."

Zhang Qingrong's pupils shrank when he heard this, and his body trembled slightly.

He once received part of the inheritance of an ancient great sage, so the path he walked was also the path of that great sage,
However, how difficult is the road to the great sage, and he once doubted and hesitated.

But the pride and stubbornness in his heart did not allow him to give up. He is the number one on the mainland list. He must take a different path and must have the potential to become a great saint.

However, it is precisely because of his ambition that he has not been able to become a saint for so many years.

Many people who used to be ranked behind him in the Continental Ranking List, who were not as good as him, stepped into the holy realm.

"The road to the holy way extends in all directions, and it is by no means the only one. You might as well stop and look back, maybe you will find something new." Xi Qianye said lightly.

"It's too late, it's too late, it's too late..."

Zhang Qingrong shook his head dejectedly. Only when one's heart dies will one suddenly realize it. Unfortunately, it's too late to regret.

"Forget it, for Hua Yiran's sake, I'll give you a hint."

Xi Qianye said calmly, he picked up a branch from the ground, waved and tapped it slightly in the void.

The branch was only one foot long, and it was nothing compared to the big iron rod in Zhang Qingrong's hand.

However, the branch waved in the void, making people feel like seeing a sea-fixing magic needle criss-crossing the sky and the earth. Every swing would split mountains and mountains, turn rivers and seas, as if the whole sky and earth were disturbed.

Zhang Qingrong froze on the spot, staring closely at the branch in Xi Qianye's hand, his gaze was horrifying as if possessed, like a hungry wolf seeing a peerless delicacy, wishing to get into the world of the branch.

Not only Zhang Qingrong, but everyone in the square looked at the branch in Xi Qianye's hand, with serious expressions on their faces.

Everyone realized that the Lord of Qianbao Palace was saving Zhang Qingrong, teaching him the holy way, and helping him become holy.

They can watch from the sidelines, such an opportunity is unique, and there is no second time for the coveted fate.

Everyone was staring at the branch in Xi Qianye's hand, even those who were not well-cultivated and didn't understand the rules, still deeply remembered the scene in front of them.

Hua Yiran's eyes were full of gratitude, only he knew how precious the master's opportunity to preach, let alone those ordinary monks, even saints would regard it as a treasure when they came here.

Qi Zun Xun Rong has already sat cross-legged, and all his mind is devoted to the world of branches. Although his and Zhang Qingrong's ways are different, they are also similar. Both of them are power-based routes.
That branch seems to be just a branch, but it seems to be able to destroy the world. However, such a terrifying power is extremely elegant, like a spring breeze, leaving no trace.

The charm of lifting weights as light as they are light has brought the true meaning of power to the extreme.

After only half a stick of incense, Xi Qianye stopped waving the branches.

Many people still have more to say, but it's just right, no matter how much they have, they can't remember it at all, and it may mess up their thinking.

Zhang Qingrong froze in place, like a stone sculpture that would never move. Even the people couldn't feel the breath of life in him, and all the fluctuations became silent, as if he had died.

However, everyone knew that Zhang Qingrong did not die, but fell into a state of profound enlightenment.In his eyes, there are a lot of laws of light intertwined, constantly colliding and emerging, which is simply shocking.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a long howl resounded through the sky and the earth. Zhang Qingrong stepped on the ground, his body went straight up to the sky, roared to the sky, and laughed like thunder, as if he was venting all the emotions in his heart.

Rumble!
There was a loud noise, and thunderclouds covered the nine heavens, and the entire Warspear City was shrouded in lightning.

"Holy Tribulation, that is Holy Tribulation!"

"My God, there is a holy catastrophe. Could it be that Zhang Qingrong has already been sanctified?"

"Oh my god! Two holy calamities in one day have never existed in the ages."

"Zhang Qingrong finally made it to the last step, it's really amazing."

"The whole continent will be shocked when Zhang Qingrong, who is number one on the continent's honor list, becomes a saint. Such a peerless genius must be no ordinary saint."

……

In the square, everyone was shocked. Seeing the birth of two saints in one day was like a myth.

And what shocked everyone the most was not Zhang Qingrong's sanctification, but the mysterious Palace Master of Qianbao Palace.

He came out to give Zhang Qingrong a casual hint, and Zhang Qingrong, who had been struggling for hundreds of years, could directly break through to become a saint. So how amazing is the master's cultivation level and understanding of the law?

The rumored master of the Thousand Treasures Palace who killed saints like a chicken, really lived up to his reputation!
(End of this chapter)