Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

"Then thank you, Senior Xianhuang."

Yang Xuanzhen smiled and waved his sleeves, and the Oniwu Holy Picture flew out and floated in front of the Emperor Xian.

He had this intention for a long time, and now Emperor Xian himself said that he would help him restore the Oniwu Holy Picture, which was exactly what he wanted.

Once this figure is restored to a king-level immortal weapon, it will not be difficult for him to fight against the Holy Immortal under his urging. It can be said to be another life-saving trump card.

"It's a little effort, and that's what I, as an elder, should do." Emperor Xian smiled and waved his hand.

Then his eyes fell on the form of Oniwu Holy Lord in the center of the Oniwu Holy Picture, and he seemed to be trapped in long-lasting memories.

"More than 300 million years ago, Oniwu Sage Lord Tianzong competed with Makinohuang. He was named on the list of candidates for Heavenly Lord. He was known as one of the most promising beings among the gods to become Heavenly Lord. How high-spirited it was? Unfortunately, in the end, it was all in vain. God You, the King of Heaven, are difficult and difficult..."

The Emperor Xian's tone was gloomy. He didn't know whether he was feeling sorry for Oni Wu Shengjun's death in the Middle Way, or he was lamenting that his future was cut off and he had no hope of becoming a Heavenly Lord in this life.

Yang Xuanzhen was speechless after hearing this.

He could only say that the Oniwu Sage back then was still far from the realm of the Heavenly Lord.

Even further than the distance from the first level of the physical body to the Immortal Emperor.

Throughout the ages, in countless eras of chaos, there have been existences as powerful as the Oniwu Sage, or even as powerful as the crucian carp crossing the river, if not one trillion, then one hundred billion.

Of so many existences, which one's cultivation level is not claimed to be infinitely close to that of the Heavenly King?
Moreover, everyone is determined and believes that he is the only protagonist in the world and will definitely become the King of Heaven in the future.

But then?

Not to mention achieving the great cause of the Heavenly Lord, those people could not even save their own lives.

Under the five declines of heaven and man, and the change of eras, the existences no matter how close to the heavenly king are like small butterflies, never able to fly across the sea, and all disappear in the long river of history, without even a small wave rising.

How can Tianjun be so easy to achieve?
Looking at the entire fairy world, in this era and countless billions of years, only a few people have been born, including the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord, the War King Heavenly Lord, the Lightning Mother Heavenly Lord, Huangfu Biangan... and so on.

Then again, worlds that are not weaker than the fairy world, such as the God Realm, the Dragon Realm, the Demon Realm... and even the upper realm that is said to be close to the gate of eternal life, also gave birth to some new heavenly kings in this era.

When Yang Xuanzhen was thinking to himself, he suddenly felt Emperor Xian's eyes staring at him, full of passion and desire, like a hungry ghost staring at a peerless beauty.

Anyone who is looked at with this look will probably sweat all over his body.

Yang Xuanzhen coughed quickly: "Senior Xianhuang, let's repair the Ghost Martial Saint Picture first and rush to the Yuhua Gate."

He turned and left.

"The Thunder Emperor trains the law enforcement disciples of the Divine Prison, the Killing Lord cultivates the sons of killing, and the Eternal Lord searches for talented people with great luck to join the Qunying Mansion, and finally finds Xuanzhen. Perhaps, they are looking for the person who brings them hope. . And Xuanzhen should be the one who gives hope to me and the entire Taiyi Sect.”

Emperor Xian murmured in a voice that could only be heard by himself, waved his hand to collect the Oni Wu Sheng Diagram in the air, and chased after Yang Xuanzhen. At the same time, he sent a message to him with a strange smile: "Xuanzhen, we will go to the Yuhua Gate later. You go first." Like this...and like this...and like this...this is what happens when they go against our Taiyi Sect."

When Yang Xuanzhen heard this, he called him a good guy.

This wise emperor actually asked him to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, pretending to be a core disciple, so that he could catch all the talented disciples from all over the Yuhua Sect and make them feel eternal shame and complete despair.

He didn't refuse and agreed wholeheartedly.

Who said that the Yuhua Sect was the sect founded by that dead ghost Hua Tianjun?
Moreover, strictly speaking, the Immortal World Yuhua Sect and the Lower Realm Yuhua Sect under his command have nothing to do with each other.

Yang Xuanzhen would not let them go for the sake of Feng Baiyu and others.

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Zhongzhou is one of the most prosperous states in the immortal world.

This state is majestic and majestic, with mountains, rivers, and spiritual springs everywhere. It is surrounded by clouds and smoke all year round and has extraordinary spiritual beauty. Thousands of large and small forces and countless human dynasties are located on the vast territory.

But when it comes to the largest force in Zhongzhou, there is no doubt that it is the Yuhua Sect.

All the large and small forces in Zhongzhou are ruled by the Yuhua Sect.

Yuhuamen is like an immortal peak, standing in the center of the ancient city of Zhongzhou, like a fairy palace or a heavenly palace. It is majestic, solemn, high and awe-inspiring. It is a holy place that countless monks yearn for.

Today, Yuhua Sect welcomed two uninvited guests, Yang Xuanzhen and Taiyi Sect elder "Zhang Dahai", who is Zhang Niuzhi's grandfather.

As the name suggests, this "Zhang Dahai" man has a belly that can fill the sea, is white, fat, big and round.

But Zhang Dahai was pretending to be Emperor Xian.

In Emperor Xian's words, they did not come to Yuhua Sect to cause trouble, but came to Yuhua Sect to exchange and learn based on the principle of friendship.

An old guy like him can easily scare people from the Yuhua Sect, so it's not appropriate to make any noise for the time being.

Indeed, most disciples of the Taiyi Sect would never see an emperor-level figure like Emperor Xian who was either in seclusion all year round or traveling around the world.

Now he suddenly shows up and comes to visit the hostile sect, Yuhua Sect. It would be strange if he didn't cause an uproar in Yuhua Sect.

The senior officials of the Yuhua Sect will definitely suspect that the Taiyi Sect is engaged in some conspiracy, and if they want to harm the Yuhua Sect, a war might break out.

So for the sake of safety, Emperor Xian transformed into Zhang Dahai.

Yang Xuanzhen also disguised himself, using tens of thousands of Golden Immortal Laws plundered from others to turn himself into a genuine Daluo Golden Immortal.

In fact, in the fairy world, all kinds of transformation techniques are already considered useless.

Because the more you cultivate to a higher level, the less you can change everything about yourself.

No matter how a master changes, the core is there, and it cannot be hidden from those with a keen eye.

But Yang Xuanzhen's seal of gods and demons and his master's true energy are so extraordinary. He transformed into a Da Luo Jinxian, and 99% of the people in the Yuhua Sect could not see through it.

At this moment, Yang Xuanzhen and Zhang Dahai followed an elder from the Yuhua Sect to an ancient grand palace deep inside the mountain gate. They were received by elders one after another, and the two parties took their seats respectively.

This place is called the Hall of Talents, which is extremely majestic and made of black basalt. It seems to be floating but not floating. There is a mysterious atmosphere everywhere, like the mother of wisdom, which can give birth to all talents. An elder of the Yuhua Sect with extremely long eyebrows looked at Yang Xuanzhen, then looked at the Emperor Xian, and said with a smile: "Zhang Dahai, why did you bring this young man to our Yuhua Sect? Are you trying to find trouble?"

Yang Xuanzhen looked at the old man who was speaking. This man's aura was at one point, and he could not see any rules. He was almost merged with the Yuan Point of the Immortal Realm. He was a Yuanxian even more powerful than Chen Zhennan.

The wise emperor said calmly: "Venerable Changmei, there is a disciple named Gu Changfeng in your Yuhua Sect who owes Yang Qi two king-level spiritual veins. I brought Yang Qi here specifically to help him collect the debt. You won't Do you want to default on your debt?"

"Gu Changfeng owes Yang Qi two king-level spiritual veins?" A hale and hearty elder was stunned and said in a bad tone: "Nonsense! Gu Changfeng's soul lamp suddenly went out ten days ago. I have reason to suspect that he was Killed by you Zhang Dahai."

This old man is called Huazhong Long. He is a member of the Hua family and a Yuanxian.

The Hua family is the bloodline left by Hua Tianjun back then, and it is extremely powerful in the Yuhua Sect. Almost 50% to 60% of the top brass are members of the Hua family.

The Emperor Xian confronted him: "Hua Zhong Long, don't talk nonsense, otherwise I, the Taiyi Sect, won't mind starting a war with your Yuhua Sect."

Huazhong Long suddenly stood up and said in a cold voice: "Let's start a war! Over the years, I have sent disciples who have been killed by your Taiyi Sect disciples in the Ancient Ruins. Today, since you Zhang Dahai and Yang Qi have come to my door, Then don’t leave, stay and pay this blood debt!”

The Ancient Ruins is an extremely dangerous place under the jurisdiction of Heaven. There are countless powerful demons, ferocious beasts, and resentful spirits inside, which are extremely terrifying.

But on the contrary, the Ancient Ruins also contains countless spiritual veins, treasures of heaven and earth, various kinds of wealth, and immortal treasures.

Heavenly Court will open the Ancient Ruins three times every year, allowing major forces to send their disciples into it to hunt for treasures, with the intention of winning over major forces and at the same time discovering talents.

However, as soon as the disciples of the major forces entered the Ancient Ruins, they would often fight over various treasures, resulting in rivers of blood and heavy casualties.

Therefore, the Ancient Ruins is also known as the "Blood Trial".

It is said that in the last bloody trial, several saints from the Yuhua Sect were killed by the reincarnated saints of the five emperors of the Taiyi Sect.

This matter made many elders of the Yuhua Sect very worried, and they wanted to seek revenge from the Taiyi Sect all the time.

However, the Taiyi Sect has the support of Disaster Lord, while the Yuhua Sect has been missing for who knows how many years. The disciples under these sects are not as strong as those under the Taiyi Sect, so they are naturally no match for the Taiyi Sect and can only swallow their anger.

Now that Xianhuang and Yang Xuanzhen are coming to the door, Huazhonglong can't help but become jealous.

"The visitor is a guest. How can our Yuhua Sect kill people indiscriminately? If the news spreads, it will let outsiders say that our Yuhua Sect does not know how to treat guests. Moreover, the heaven has regulations that life and death in the bloody trial are determined by fate and cannot be held accountable."

A short old man sitting on the right side of Huazhonglong spoke, and put a hand on Huazhonglong's shoulder, forcing him to sit down.

This short old man is also a member of the Hua family. His name is Hua Yu. His strength is much higher than that of Venerable Long Eyebrow and Huazhong Long. He is a semi-sage.

Hua Yu's face was as dark as water, and he looked at Xian Huang: "Zhang Dahai, please stop talking about the unproven matter that Gu Changfeng owes Yang Qi two king-level spiritual veins. You should tell me what the purpose of coming to my Yuhua Sect is. Bar."

The Xian Emperor shook his head: "I came here just for the two king-level spiritual veins that Gu Changfeng owed Yang Qi. But before I came here, I knew that your Yuhua Sect would not admit it, so in order to convince you, I added those two king-level spiritual veins. On the basis of adding twenty-eight spiritual veins as a bet, how about taking a gamble with your Yuhua Sect, are you interested?"

Hua Yu looked at Yang Xuanzhen who was drinking tea and seemed to guess something: "What do you mean?"

Xianhuang said: "I heard that in recent years, many evildoers have appeared among the core disciples of the Yuhua Sect. I bet you that none of the core disciples of the Yuhua Sect can defeat Yang Qi. How about it? If you lose, plus you owe Yang Qi Two, giving him thirty king-level spiritual veins in total."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Huazhong Long, Venerable Long Eyebrow, and other elders in the hall all jumped.

Not to mention the thirty king-level spiritual veins, it was impossible for them to obtain three of them alone.

This bet is too great.

But if they don't bet, doesn't it mean that Yuhua Sect is afraid of Taiyi Sect?
Upon thinking of this, many elders looked at Yang Xuanzhen, who was always calm, to see who he was.

But in their eyes, Yang Xuanzhen was only in the realm of Daluo Jinxian. Apart from being handsome, he was nothing special.

And among their core disciples of the Yuhua Sect, there are many monster-level figures, so why should they be afraid of Yang Xuanzhen?
However, this matter involved a total of thirty king-level spiritual veins. How could they dare to agree rashly, so they all looked at Hua Yu, waiting for him to make the decision.

Hua Yu didn't speak immediately. He frowned and looked Yang Xuanzhen up and down, as if he wanted to see through him to see if there was any secret hidden in him.

He always felt that something was wrong with Yang Xuanzhen, but he couldn't see what the reason was.

Moreover, since Zhang Dahai dared to come, he also wanted to make a bet with their Yuhua Sect, which was an astonishing bet of thirty king-level spiritual veins, so he must have come prepared.

Seeing that everyone in the hall was silent, and Hua Yu was also looking at him without saying a word, Yang Xuanzhen suddenly raised his head, looked up at the dome of the hall at a forty-five degree angle, glared at the Yuhua Sect elders with his nostrils, and said disdainfully: "Why, the dignified Hua Tianjun created this Daotong, don’t you have any courage? You have to think about such a small thing for so long? Or is it that the Yuhua Sect has been defeated by my Taiyi Sect and is afraid to challenge? Or are your core disciples just idiots, afraid of being directly attacked by me? Slaughter them all? If you admit this now, I will leave without saying a word, and I will leave the two king-level spiritual veins and feed them to the dogs. I am too lazy to waste time with those useless disciples of your Yuhua Sect."

"What a sharp-tongued boy!"

"Boy! Since you want to bet, then I, the Yuhua Sect, will bet with you to the end!"

Yang Xuanzhen's demeanor and words were so arrogant, comparable to the law enforcement disciples of the Divine Prison, that the elders of the Yuhua Sect stood up and glared at Yang Xuanzhen, wishing they could kill him alive.

Especially for Huazhong Long, he couldn't wait any longer, so he directly passed Hua Yu and agreed to the bet.

Everyone has bullied Yuhuamen. If he hesitates again, where should Yuhuamen put his face?

Hua Yu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Now that Huazhong Long had spoken, he couldn't say anything else. He could only say: "The bet can be established, but Yang Qi is not allowed to use immortal weapons of top grade or above. The same is true for my disciples of the Yuhua Sect. "

"No problem." Yang Xuanzhen nodded.

When dealing with a group of Yuhua Sect disciples, he used the big one to bully the small ones, and there was no need to use magic weapons.

Huazhong Longyin said pitifully: "Boy, don't blame me for not warning you. If you are slapped to death by one of my disciples later, you can only blame yourself for your bad fate."

Yang Xuanzhen looked calm: "If your Yuhua Sect disciples can beat me to death, it's within their capabilities."

"Boy, you said this yourself, and I have recorded it with the photo stone. When you die, even if Zhang Dahai complains to the Lord of Disaster, your death will be in vain."

Huazhong Long held a piece of smooth jade and shook it towards Yang Xuanzhen, with a look of gloating on his face.

Many elders also laughed strangely, as if they had seen the scene where Yang Xuanzhen died and the Taiyi Sect compensated the Yuhua Sect for thirty king-level spiritual veins.

The Yuhua Sect is finally going to take a breath of bad breath.

Yang Xuanzhen didn't bother to pay attention to Huazhong Long and the elders. He turned his head and looked at Xian Huang with a knowing smile. (End of chapter)