Best Ascension

Chapter 431

The Wanshou Palace seems to be a grand and magnificent palace, but when Zhao Sheng flew into the gate of the palace with Patriarch Qingkong, he was surprised to find that the space inside the palace is more than a hundred times larger than it looks from the outside.

At first glance, the space inside the hall seems to be a spiritual cave with hundreds of miles across, with spiritual clouds lingering below, thousands of flowers competing in the clouds, and the refreshing fragrance blows to the face.

The sky above was hazy and deep, and stars appeared faintly all over the sky. The stars cast bright and soft light, illuminating this spiritual realm.

What Zhao Sheng paid special attention to was that the ancient dragon scale trees, which were vigorous and emerald, with luxuriant branches and leaves, were distributed in different places in the spirit realm, and each tree was about miles apart.

The crown of the ancient dragon scale tree spread out flatly, and the branches and leaves were interlaced, growing into a natural altar.

When Zhao Sheng entered this place, there were already Yuan Ying Patriarchs seated on some of the altars, all of them seemed to be very imposing and calm.

"Fellow Daoist Tianqiong, your seat is still ahead, please come with me!" Patriarch Qingkong turned his head and smiled at Zhao Sheng.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Sheng nodded slightly and smiled.

The two of them flew side by side to the depths of the spiritual realm, flying past the ancient dragon scale trees along the way, and from time to time, there would be one after another looking, curious, or indifferent gazes from the surrounding altars.

Of course, no Nascent Soul dared to use divine sense to find out what happened, because this move was a deliberate provocation.

Zhao Sheng found that the deeper he went into the spiritual realm, the taller and ancient dragon scale trees around him became, and the concentration of spiritual energy became stronger accordingly.

Similarly, Yuanying Patriarch above the Dharma Platform became more and more unfathomable, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.

Two breaths later, Patriarch Qingkong led Zhao Sheng to the sky above an ancient Longlin tree that was hundreds of feet high, and instructed him to go to the Dharma platform and take a seat.

Zhao Sheng thanked him, and in a blink of an eye, he sat behind the jade table in an instant.

As soon as they were seated, there were pure and lovely green-eyed charming women flying up to the altar from the canopy of the tree, offering all kinds of rare fruits, spirit wine and delicacy like flowing water.Finally, an incense burner with curling purple air was presented.

As soon as Zhao Sheng heard it, his soul was instantly refreshed, and all distracting thoughts disappeared.

"Well, it's Zi Lingzhi! It's really extravagant." Zhao Sheng was secretly surprised.

One must know that the Purple Lingzhi is a top-quality spirit secreted by the Wannian Purple Spirit Treasure Tree.

After being ignited, the fresh air it emits has the magical effect of exorcising demons, enlightening the spirit, and increasing spiritual thoughts.

When breaking through the realm, if you can be influenced by the purple spirit and clear energy, the success rate can be increased by [-] to [-]%, even if you break the pill and become a baby.

From this, one can imagine how precious Zilingzhi is.

However, there is only one thousand-year-old purple spirit tree in the underworld, which still grows on the mountainside of Huangling Peak.

Because of Huang Zu's protection, no one in the world dared to approach the Purple Spirit Treasure Tree Baili except the Shumei clan.

Not to mention getting some purple spirit grease.

For Huang Zu's [-]th birthday, the Tree Demon Clan had a bloodbath this time.

Zhao Sheng has seen countless big scenes, and after being startled, he quickly calmed down.

Looking around, through the hazy clouds, he could see that there were twelve altars ahead of his seat.

There were only a handful of three people sitting in the Twelve Dharma Tables.

Zhao Sheng swept his gaze, and suddenly had a clue in his heart. These three are all great masters in the late Yuanying period, and they are all extremely difficult to deal with.

One of the proud old men with a hooked nose and two wings was none other than Patriarch Lei Peng, whose cultivation was at least at the seventh level of Nascent Soul.

Although the other two great masters had never met, Zhao Sheng observed the appearance and demeanor of the two, and quickly concluded that one of them was from the Tianhuang Continent.

The last one is an "old friend" from the Nether God Realm, who is a guardian of the late Nascent Soul of Tiandao Sect.

Zhao Sheng's gaze immediately attracted the attention of the three of them.

The eyes of the house period flowed, and a few streaks of blood flickered in the pupils.

He looked at the strange Nascent Soul who was wearing a golden robe below him, and felt somewhat disgusted in his heart for no reason, always feeling that that person was very unpleasant.

Fang Fang felt very surprised, he had never seen that person before, why did he get bored at first sight?
Thinking of this, a friendly smile appeared on his face, and his spiritual thoughts passed through the voice transmission: "In the next house period, Gong is the special envoy of Tiandaoism. This time, I am here to celebrate Huang Zu's birthday. Dare I ask you Gao's name?"

Zhao Sheng's heart trembled upon hearing this.He didn't know what went wrong, but it aroused the other party's curiosity.

"It turned out to be a Taoist brother of the Tiandao Sect. I have admired it for a long time! The common name has long been used, and now the Taoist name Tianqiong comes from a small sect that is not well-known in the eastern part of the mainland. It is not as famous as the expensive sect." Zhao Sheng remained calm and said the same. Nodding and smiling.

"Hey, since ancient times, heroes don't ask where they come from! From my point of view, Fellow Daoist Tianqiong must have cultivated to the late stage. I think I know a thing or two about every fellow Daoist in the late stage of Nascent Soul. But why have I never heard of fellow Daoists before?" name." Fang Fangqi's eyes were piercing, and a curious expression appeared on his face just right, as if he was asking casually.

Zhao Sheng showed a hint of embarrassment, and said in a flat voice: "I am going to practice hard in the next day. I have been cultivating in the Shenxu for a thousand years, and I haven't walked in the two worlds for a long time. It is not unusual for Fang Daoyou to know his reputation."

"Oh, is that so? I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Tianqiong to be an ascetic monk. Disrespect and disrespect!" Fang Fangqi blushed the blood in his eyes, and cupped his hands thoughtfully.

Zhao Sheng didn't want to talk to this person, so he cupped his hands, showing a little apology, and then began to close his eyes and rest.

Seeing this situation, Fang Ziqi took a deep look at Zhao Sheng, and then looked away, not knowing what he was planning.

After a while, Zhao Sheng's thoughts moved, and he suddenly felt a malicious gaze cast on him.

Zhao Sheng opened his eyes fiercely, turned his head to look, and saw on an ancient dragon scale tree more than [-] miles away, Wu Tao, the great priest of the river otter tribe, was looking over viciously, his eyes full of hatred.

As soon as he was noticed, the ancestor of the river otter tribe, who was as tall as an elephant, looked away bitterly, and didn't bother to look at Zhao Sheng again.

It turned out to be a suffering master, no wonder so!
Zhao Sheng found it quite funny, this ancestor of the river otter was really ruthless, and there were tens of thousands of people killed and injured in the Ming clan, and they were even driven out of the Zhulang Lake area.

Wu Tao is timid and afraid of getting into trouble. He watched another ancestor of his clan run away with serious injuries, but he didn't dare to end in person.

Now he dares to look at him with evil eyes, who gave him the courage?

Zhao Sheng glanced at the seats around him, and when he saw the "old friends" on the platform, he suddenly realized that it was a combination of several defeated generals.

Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and he didn't pay attention to a bunch of people with ghosts in his heart.

"Senior Tianqiong, so you are here! It's easy for me to find!"

At this moment, a voice of surprise came from a distance, Zhao Sheng looked around, and saw a human Nascent Soul wearing a green armor and surrounded by blue light flew close quickly, and landed on the altar in a blink of an eye, walking quickly Walking to the jade case, he sat down.

After sitting down, Mo Bieli raised his hand and poured himself a glass of spiritual wine, raised his head and drank it all, then wiped his mouth boldly, and shouted: "It's cool, Bihua Qiongjiang is indeed the top ten spiritual wine in the world. People linger."

Zhao Sheng stretched out his hand and pulled the jug back to his side. He couldn't help laughing and cursing: "You drunkard, you didn't stay in your seat, but you came to me to beg for a drink. You should be beaten!"

"Fight, senior, feel free to greet me on the head. But after the beating is over, this pot of Bihua Qiongjiu will belong to me." Mo Bieli stretched out his head on his own initiative, with a generous expression on his face.

"Hehe, your idea is very beautiful. You really broke your boy. The heavy responsibility of protecting the human race will fall on the old man. Don't do business at a loss! It's just a pot of spirit wine, take it and go away, save money Staying here is annoying."

Mo Bieli turned a deaf ear to it, and happily put away the jug, but then suddenly sighed: "Sir, you don't know something. Before, it was too difficult for me to support my clan alone! Fortunately, senior made a great achievement and returned to this world in time. Moreover, opening up a new territory of seven thousand miles for the human race in one shot is really a feat greater than the sky."

"All right!"

Zhao Sheng interrupted him suddenly, and said calmly: "Don't talk nonsense, do you want to play Qiufeng again, kid?"

"Hey, those who know me must be seniors! Money is a bit tight recently, so I want to borrow a few top-quality spirit stones from seniors."

"No, not a single one!"

Looking at the slashing Zhao Sheng, Mo Bieli touched his face, and suddenly heard the mysterious voice transmission: "Senior, have you heard? There are many Yuanying comrades sent by Tianwai who will also participate in Huang Zu Birthday. Wait a minute, maybe you will see many old acquaintances."

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, he took a deep look at Mo Bieli, and calmly sent back through voice transmission: "There are no spirit stones, only two low-grade treasure charms of the fourth rank, do you want to love it or not!"

"Of course!" Mo Bieli patted his thigh, licked his face and said with a smile: "Hey, the fourth-order talisman is well used, and it can seriously injure the Nascent Soul. How can such a rare treasure not be given up!"

Zhao Sheng took out two thumb-sized talisman charms from the bottom of his sleeve, threw them into his arms, and then swung his sleeves to sweep them away.

"Hurry up, the old man of the province has changed his mind!"

"Hey, I'm leaving now. But before I leave, I have to tell my seniors that Wanxiu Mum of the Corpse Mushroom Clan has sent me a message, ordering our human race not to continue to expand. Otherwise, we will be hit by the Corpse Mushroom Clan's full force." .”

"Oh, why didn't Mother Wanxiu go to Heiwangfeng directly, but why did she pass the message through you?"

"Who knows what those perverts are thinking, maybe it's just because I'm close!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Bieli stood up, then jumped into the air, and left in a flash.

Zhao Sheng lowered his eyelids, his heart was like a bright mirror.

It seems that Mo Bieli has doubts about him.

That's right, a strange Nascent Soul Late Daxiu suddenly appeared out of thin air, and anyone who saw it would have to grumble in his heart.

What's more, the human race in the Nine Monsters Continent is single and weak. Before that, only Mo Bieli, who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, could support the overall situation alone, and he couldn't stand too much trouble.

But Mo Bieli might have guessed that he was from the Nether God Realm, but he probably didn't expect that he was from the Tianzhu Realm.

In fact, the Youshen and Mingye worlds have different attitudes towards the Tianzhu world.

The Underworld Realm is not directly connected to the Tianzhu Realm, so it is naturally far away from the war.

In addition, this world and the Nether God Realm have always been dirty, and their relationship with each other is bad.

Therefore, the Huashen of the Underworld and the ancestors of the Nascent Soul all adhere to the mentality of watching the fire from the other side, and never get involved in the war between the two worlds.

Zhao Sheng closed his eyes and meditated, secretly deducing all kinds of unexpected situations that may arise in the future.

The worst result is nothing more than being identified and having to flee.

With the magical skill of phase shifting, Zhao Sheng is not afraid of being chased and intercepted, the only worry is Huang Zu
If he makes a move, he is not sure whether he can escape.

While Zhao Sheng was thinking about countermeasures, one Yuanying patriarch came to the Longevity Hall one after another and sat on the tree crown altar.

Taking advantage of the grand event, these ancestors of the Yuanying who rarely meet each other went to their old friends to chat and chat with each other.

At this time, Wu Tao, the ancestor of the river otter tribe, quietly sent a voice transmission to several companions who were suffering from the same illness.

Not long after, Wu Tao took the two ancestors, Ghost Fox and Earth Python, to find Patriarch Lei Peng on his own initiative.

In a few words, I don't know how heavy a promise I made, but I actually moved the proud Patriarch Lei Peng.

Suddenly, a rainbow soared into the sky, and after flying into the air, it folded lightly, passed through the void for three miles, and landed on the altar where Zhao Sheng was.

The flash of lightning subsided, revealing the cold and arrogant face of Patriarch Lei Peng.

Zhao Sheng seemed to notice it, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked straight at Patriarch Lei Peng with extremely deep eyes.

At this time, the three of Wu Tao also came out of the light, and fell behind Patriarch Lei Peng one after another.

"Fellow Daoist Lei Peng, please sit down!" Zhao Sheng glanced at the three, and then said in a calm tone.

"Hehe, no need, this deity has other important things to do, and I don't have time to sit for a long time." After Patriarch Lei Peng finished speaking, he changed the subject: this deity came here just to be a peacemaker.It is unethical for your human race to usurp the territory of the river otter tribe for no reason.Of course, it is not realistic for you to quit completely.But for the sake of this deity, Tianqiong, how about you redraw half of the Zhulang Lake and give it to the river otters? "

"Huh, half of Zhuolang Lake is more than 3000 miles away. You want to row away with just one word from Lei Peng. You are too good at calculating. How much is a mere face worth?" Zhao Shengduan couldn't sit still, his face Sneered without fear.

This is the Longevity Hall, where the Nascent Soul gathers. He doesn't believe that Lei Peng dares to break the taboo and do it in public.

Patriarch Lei Peng saw this situation, his hawk eyes glowed fiercely, but he suppressed his anger, and said in a dark voice: "It seems that I don't have enough face. If so, I simply invite you to drink a glass of wine as an apology!" "

Before he finished speaking, Patriarch Lei Peng's body flashed with lightning, and he threw a thin crystal jade wine glass with his hand.

The crystal cup was no more than an inch high, and it flew towards Zhao Sheng.While flying, a large thunderbolt emerged from the cup.

The light of thunder wrapped the wine glass like water, and the thunder roared, pushing towards Zhao Sheng sideways with the momentum of super mountains and seas.

Seeing such momentum, Zhao Sheng flicked his fingers, and a stream of golden sparks shot out of thin air.

Huo Huo actually pierced through the thunder light and fell into the wine glass.

Pong!
Clumps of golden flames suddenly swelled and burst out from the cup, and in a blink of an eye they were evenly divided with Lei Guang.

The crystal jade wine glass suddenly stopped in mid-air, motionless.

The surrounding space was distorted and blurred, and a storm roared on the spiritual level. However, the storm was confined within three feet of the wine glass, and not a single bit of it leaked out.

Using the wine cup as a battlefield, the two extremely tyrannical divine senses collided and confronted countless times in an instant. Thunder and fire intertwined and continuously evolved various dharma and true spirits, but they were all quickly shattered, until the vision of the roc soaring through the sun manifested.

(End of this chapter)