I, Master Jiejiao, join the chat group

Chapter 10 Classification?nonsense! 【Seek further reading】

Shangqing Palace.

Averting his eyes from the chat group, Li Changsheng stood up and walked outside the hall.

He stood with his hands behind his back, a pensive look on his face.

"The calamity of the Lich is coming to an end, and the decisive battle of the Lich is coming soon."

"After the calamity is over, the Lich clan will withdraw from the prehistoric stage, and the human race will prosper."

"At that time, my luck as the holy father of the human race will surely rise."

"And Sanqing will definitely split up and break up, and Master will move Jiejiao to Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea."

"At that time, the master will recruit disciples on a large scale, and once again teach the Dao of Saints, so that all immortals will come to court."

"Until then, the power of my senior brother, Jiejiao, will reach its peak."

"Adding these two together, I will reach the happiest moment in my life, when my luck is at its peak like a raging fire cooking oil."

"With the help of this great luck, can I hit the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Saint?"

Amid the ups and downs of his thoughts, Li Changsheng carefully calculated his future.

Step by step from mortal cultivation to immortality, step by step into the quasi-sage realm, becoming No. 1 among all saints.

It would be nonsense to say that he has no intention of coveting the Holy Throne.

Then, among the prehistoric times, there are countless saints.

Without Dao Zu Hongjun's recognition and bestowing of the primordial purple energy, relying on his own efforts, he would not have the chance to become a saint at all.

If you don't get to this point, you don't know what despair is.

"Hey, without the Primordial Purple Qi, the chance of proving the Dao Hunyuan is too low."

Li Changsheng sighed softly, his expression full of disappointment.

He is not reconciled!
When he was in Da Luo Realm, he didn't think so much at all.

In order to set foot on the quasi-sage, he worshiped under the sect of the Tongtian sage.

With his help, he successfully cut off the three corpses of good, evil, and self, and then merged the three corpses into one, and set foot on the quasi-sage Dzogchen.

Now, the Quasi-Saint Realm has come to an end, but the Hunyuan Daluo Saint Realm is far away.

After finally awakening the Goldfinger chat group, it couldn't bring him any help.

"Prehistoric. Hunyuan Holy Throne"

"Could it be that my way forward is not in the prehistoric world, but in the heavens and myriad worlds?"

"It's just that I haven't found the right way yet?"

"From this point of view, I still need to put more thought into the chat group."

"Perhaps, there will be unexpected opportunities in the future!"

Li Changsheng pondered for a while, cut off all the messy thoughts in his mind, and threw them out of his mind.

A calm smile returned to his face.

Open the chat group, chat message 999+.

Ye Fan: "Let me tell you, Honghuang is definitely an eternal world, which is much more advanced than the world we are in."

Lin Meng: "Hearing what you said, it is true. After I transcended the universe, I was barely considered a Da Luo Jinxian?"

Baiyue: "According to what you said, Ye Fan, wouldn't I be able to barely count as a sixth-order?"

Ye Fan: "That's right, according to Bai Yueni, if you just escaped from the shackles of the ground and flew in the air, it must be only 6th level, just like the great sage in my world."

Ye Fan: "As for Lin Meng, although you have transcended, you are still bound by the Primordial Golden List. You can't even be counted as a big Luo, you can only be regarded as a half-step big Luo."

As soon as Li Changsheng entered the group, he saw Ye Fan acting like a demon.

Moreover, he divided the strength of everyone according to the standards of online articles.

Mortal Realm is divided into 9 levels, the first level is the lowest, and the ninth level is the highest.

And the prehistoric land fairyland, the sky-covering red dust fairy, the perfect true fairy, and the eternal mixed yuan realm of the holy market, all four are at the 10th level.

The prehistoric fairyland, the perfect quasi-immortal king, and the great universe realm of the holy ruins are all of the 11th level, and Zhetian does not exist at this level.

The prehistoric Golden Fairyland, the Perfect Immortal King, and the Universe Research Realm of the Holy Ruins, all three are at the 12th level, and there is no such realm in the sky.

The prehistoric Taiyi realm, the perfect quasi-immortal emperor, and the Lujin level of the Holy Ruins, all three are at the 13th rank, and there is no such realm.

The prehistoric Daluo Realm and the perfect Immortal Emperor, both of which are at the 14th rank, and the Shrouding Heaven and the Holy Ruins have no such realm.

The prehistoric quasi-sacred realm and the trilogy's sacrificial realm are both at level 15.

Above the Primordial Hunyuan Daluo Sage Realm and the trilogy's sacrificial path, both are 16th rank.

After that, Ye Fan didn't arrange any more.

Master Changsheng: "Hehe, you are completely nonsense."

Seeing this, Li Changsheng shook his head.

Among the heavens and worlds, there is no unified realm division.

The combat power, realm, laws, and avenues of each world are all different.

Even if the realm is forcibly divided, the supernatural powers, laws, and avenues learned by each other are different, and the combat power they exert is very different.

Not to mention, each world has its own splendor, which is simply incomparable.

For example, in the world of Douluo, the so-called god kings are weaker than others, but they can live forever long ago.

But in the world of Shrouding the Sky, the Great Emperor's combat power is unparalleled, but he can only live for 1 years and cannot live forever.

Ten god kings are no match for a great emperor. Would it be fair if they were arranged in the same realm?
Ye Fan: "Here comes the immortal boss. Why, isn't the realm division of my platoon correct? Immortal Emperor is similar to Da Luo, and similar to Lin Meng's Primordial Master."

Lin Meng: "If it's wrong, I'm level 14, and real people are level 15. I'm definitely not as good as that, but I'm definitely stronger than ordinary level 14."

Lin Meng: "If you want to say it right, the 14th-level Da Luo can confine the past and the future, the true self is one, and there will never be a weak time, but I can't do this."

Baiyue: "I don't even have level 10, so I won't express my opinion."

Master Changsheng: "Just as long as you are happy, I have nothing to say."

Li Changsheng glanced at the chat records and found that Ye Fan was bragging about the prehistoric world.

The magnificence of the prehistoric world was popularized for other group members.

Although it is a little bit off, it is not bad.

Therefore, Li Changsheng let him go and didn't bother to care about him.

Lin Pingzhi: "Bosses, help me, my father is about to leave the palace, but my mother has blocked my acupoints, I can't move at all, I can only worry."

Lin Pingzhi: "Watching my father leave the palace, my conscience is uneasy. I am a son of man in vain, woohoo."

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi appeared, asking for help.

Ye Fan: "What the hell? What happened?"

Lin Meng: "Speak slowly, don't worry."

Baiyue: "Careful."

Seeing Lin Pingzhi's cry for help, everyone was at a loss.

No idea what happened to him at all.

Lin Pingzhi: "It's like this. After I had a showdown with my parents, my father and mother decided that my father would come from the palace to practice swords in order to protect myself."

Lin Pingzhi: "Although I strongly objected, my mother pressed my acupuncture points, and I could only watch them leave, helpless."

Lin Pingzhi: "Bosses, think of a way, I don't want to be that unfilial person!"

Lin Pingzhi was in great pain after being touched by his mother's acupuncture points and placed on the bed.

He didn't expect his father to be so decisive and make a decision so quickly.

(End of this chapter)