The devil that covers the sky

Chapter 171 Supreme Immortal Art, Ten Thousand Clans Conference

It seems that Yao Chi's style of keeping aloof from the world also has their merits, at least they are popular.

When Zhao Qianyu heard the news that the Ten Thousand Clans Conference was about to be held, there was no disturbance in his heart.

The background of the Beidou human race is not weak, but there are no young saints now.Beidou's avenue suppression is heavier than other places. Qingdi's avenue suppression has just ended for a few years, and the younger generation has not yet broken through. It is normal for the human race to have no young saints.

After the desolate ancient times, it is no different from the primordial ancient times when the essence was liquefied. Compared with the two eras, the environment of the world is indeed very different. During the 1 years after the Qing Emperor entered the barren pagoda, anyone who can be sanctified under the pressure of the Dao is considered a saint. The stronger group.

It cannot be said that the human race is not good, but the environment is different and there is no comparison.In the next few decades or hundreds of years, a new generation of human saints will surely spring up like mushrooms after rain.

For a month, Zhao Qianyu did not forcefully break through the realm, but sat under the small bodhi tree to comprehend, constantly sorting out his own Tao and Dharma, in order to develop his own scriptures.

This kind of sorting makes Zhao Qianyu's personal system more systematic, and his strengths and weaknesses are clear at a glance, pointing out the direction for the next road.

At the current stage, he is no longer at the stage where he can learn all the imperial scriptures. Even in the future, he will get more and more imperial scriptures, and he will have to make choices for the reference of various imperial scriptures. Rather than a hodgepodge, a big mess stew.

Focusing on the key points, collecting the strengths of the hundred classics to make up for one's own shortcomings, is called furnace nourishing the hundred classics.

During this period, he was also conducting intensive research on Bing Zi Mi.Different from the period when his state was still low, his comprehension is superb now, no less than the innate Taoist fetus, and with the help of the bodhi tree, he is even more powerful, and he quickly mastered the secret of military characters very deeply.

But the more intensive the study, the more Zhao Qianyu frowned, because the secret of military characters was quite different from Zhao Qianyu's own way of refining soldiers, and there were contradictions in some places.

For example, Bing Zi Mi only talks about domineering control, without considering the spiritual level of Dao Bing. Even if it reaches the extreme in its own direction, it still has its own limitations.

Emperor Zun once collected all the nine secrets, and he naturally knew the secrets of soldiers, but he was still defeated by Cheng Xianding's counterattack, which already explained the problem.

Bing word secret, there are deficiencies!

In the field of humanity it is the limit, but in the field of immortality, it is far from enough.

Even if this secret contradicts his own way, it also gave Zhao Qianyu a lot of inspiration.

Why not combine the two?The secret of Bingzi is to forcibly control the "body" of the weapon, and although one's own way is immature, it is undoubtedly evolving towards changing the "mind" of the weapon god.

If in the future, after perfecting one's own way of "soldiers" and combining it with the word "soldiers", maybe one can obtain the true supreme immortal art?
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day when the Ten Thousand Races Conference will start.

The sacred land of Yaochi is surrounded by mountains and mountains, all of which are spiritual peaks and auspicious lands, with bursts of colorful clouds blending with spiritual mist.

There are spring scenes like poetry, picturesque scenes, [-]-foot waterfalls, and [-]-foot sacred mountains.

All kinds of sceneries complement each other, quiet and beautiful without losing the grandeur, just like Kunlun fairyland.

Zhao Qianyu ignored the Taigu people who flew by from time to time in the sky, but looked in Ye Fan's direction.

Ye Fan just broke through to the Second Heaven of Sendai some time ago, and he defeated Yuan Gu strongly...

Could this be the catastrophe that Yuangu deserved?There are so many arrogances, but they all want to make things difficult for Ye Fan. Is it because of the taunting buff of the human holy body?
Ye Fan was a little uncomfortable seeing Zhao Qianyu's eyes, so he asked: "I said brother, why did you stare at me as soon as you came?"

Pangbo next to him said meanly: "There is no possibility..."

"A dog can't spit out ivory!" Before Zhao Qianyu could make a move, Ye Fan knew that this bad friend had nothing good to say, so he beat Pang Bo wildly.

"Wang! Who are you scolding when people favor you?" Hei Huang was offended, and bit Ye Fan's ass, and the two of them messed up...

Ignoring the three live treasures, Zhao Qianyu found a place to sit down by himself. He was not polite, picked up all kinds of spiritual fruits on the table, and waited boredly for the meeting to start.

Zixia and the Saintess of Yaochi walked out together. The former just nodded to Zhao Qianyu, then walked up to Ye Fan, kicked the black dog away, and dragged a person with each hand, Ye Fan on the left and Pangbo on the right. The man threw back his seat and looked at them coldly.

The black dog was kicked, but it was not angry. It looked like a dog, with its paws on its hips, and sneered at Ye Fan: "So what about the generation of Ye Tiandi, he will be suppressed by Emperor Zixia!"

Ye Fan smiled awkwardly and scratched his head, although he will soon be able to beat Zixia, but this is his wife...

The Saintess of Yaochi did nothing else, she poured a glass of wine for Zhao Qianyu as usual, and then joked: "You demon king, you really want to be honored!"

Zhao Qianyu didn't pick up the wine glass and took a sip, sighed: "There is no such thing as a demon. At first, I was just a murderer in their eyes. But I have become stronger. They dare not call me a demon for fear of being killed. It’s just that I forcibly added the word Zun at the end.”

"But with your strength, is it enough to be respected? Even the great sages dare not disrespect you." The holy girl of Yaochi smiled, her eyes bright and her teeth bright, looking forward to her appearance.

Zhao Qianyu shook his head and said: "Haven't proved the Tao, how can I be honored? If I really want to treat myself as an emperor or respect, what is the difference from the 'Northern Emperor'? Even the thieves in the mortal country will start a black whirlwind, What is the meaning of the nickname of Thunderbolt and others? I have always been Zhao Qianyu, and I have never changed."

"Is this the boldness of a strong man..." the saint of Yaochi couldn't help thinking.

Suddenly, several ancestor kings came from the sky, and instantly attracted the attention of countless monks.These patriarch kings were majestic and majestic, and their tyrannical gazes scared many human monks to death, causing a burst of laughter from the areas of the major ancient clans.

The Yaochi is very vast, but there are many restrictions on weekdays, and most of the areas are not allowed to set foot. The Immortal Tears and Green Golden Pagoda is overwhelming, and no one dares to trespass here.

Even if some ancient royal families are very arrogant, the emperors of the human race are comparable to the ancient emperors, and they still have to maintain the respect they should have for the emperor's Taoist soldiers—except for those who have no brains.

As the venue for the grand event, the area that has been opened up is also very wide.

There are ancient trees that are green and strong like dragons; lakes are in pieces, dense with clouds and mist; giant peaks are in forests, full of aura.

Such a wide range is to prevent all ethnic groups from crowding together and conflicts erupting.

But in Zhao Qianyu's view, conflicts are inevitable.Only when the outcome is determined on the battlefield can the two sides sit honestly at the negotiating table, otherwise no one will be convinced.

As the saying goes, "one punch will save you from a hundred punches", if the human race and the ancient race want to live in peace, only one of them can subdue the other.

Zhao Qianyu came here this time for no other reason than to fight, and cut off these ancestor kings one by one, so that their nostrils would naturally stop.

(End of this chapter)