Build Zhutian Taoist Academy, Ying Zheng begged me to let him enroll

Chapter 49 It’s quite fancy.
"No one is stronger than me."

On a lonely mountain peak, Wei Zhuang stood alone and thin. Under the mountain peak were countless corpses.

At this moment, he became the strongest person in the world and fulfilled his long-cherished wish.

However, there was no happiness on his face, instead he felt a little lonely.

He defeated Gai Nie, became the leader of Guigu, and trained two disciples.

But they are all dead.

The people who once walked side by side are no longer there, the opponents who once competed with each other have disappeared, and the people who once followed him also fell on the road, leaving him alone in the world.

Wei Zhuang lowered his head and glanced at the living people at the foot of the mountain. They were afraid of him and fled in all directions as if they had seen a ghost.

"What's the point of being so powerful?" Wei Zhuang looked indifferently and looked to the sky for answers. After waiting for a long time, he didn't get the response he wanted.

"It doesn't matter!"

Wei Zhuang raised the shark-tooth sword and threw it into the sky.

boom! !

There was a roar, a bolt from the blue, and the world seemed to shatter like glass.

Wei Zhuang's eyes flashed, and when he opened his eyes again, he was back on the Stairway to Heaven.

In just a few sticks of incense, he felt as if a lifetime had passed. The journey was long and arduous.

His eyes were no longer as sharp as before, but became a little deeper and a little tired.

He glanced sideways at Gai Nie, who was motionless, and continued to move forward.

On the endless ladder to the sky, from time to time some people pause, open their eyes, and continue moving forward, and from time to time someone goes crazy, has a mental breakdown, and falls from high altitude.

"It's a pity. I originally expected him to enter my palace, but I didn't expect him to have such a bad character."

"Dean, is this test too much for a mortal?"

"Yes, some good seeds have been brushed aside. It's a pity."

"You guys, don't make any noise. Tiandao Academy is not a third-rate sect, and not everyone can enter. We train talents who become immortals, not cowards who give up halfway on their journey to immortality."

"What Hall Master Xu said makes sense. When we reach the Great Saint Realm, we know that the journey will be bitter and ups and downs. If we slack off even a little bit, we will die. If they can't even pass this test, their future achievements will be mediocre."

In the central hall, Lin Wuya and other hall masters watched the scene on the ladder to the sky. Some hall masters secretly regretted it, and some hall masters thought it should be so.

Lin Wuya didn't say a word. The Stairway to Heaven tested not only his perseverance, but also his personal state of mind.

People who are deceived by temporary achievements or desires will not be able to go far, even if they have great potential.

What's more, when you step on the path of immortality, you are going against the will of nature. You should first be aware of yourself, then be aware of others, and finally be aware of the world.

Cultivation of immortality is not a play, not a child's play, not a momentary impulse, but a carefully considered choice. It requires the decisiveness to move forward fearlessly, the determination not to pursue the past, strong faith, and unparalleled self-confidence.

On top of the ladder to heaven.

Lao Ai has fallen into a deep fantasy.

He was initially clear-headed and able to make rational decisions, but his real five senses were slowly paralyzing him.

I do not know how long it has been.

I don’t know how many ladders I have climbed.

"Hu~ha~hu~ha~" He finally climbed up the three thousand steps, panting.

"It's so hard to get this prince in a small fantasy world. It's just a dream." Lao Ai wiped her sweat and looked down with joy. "Hahaha, Ying Zheng, even if you have eighth-level qualifications, you won't be able to reach the third thousand level. Go back." Be your mortal king, cultivate immortality and live forever, I am here."

He laughed loudly when he saw Ying Zheng being swept down by the Tongtian Ladder.

Ying Zheng returns home in disgrace, and he will become a cultivator of immortality with the support of the world.

People around him complimented him and congratulated him, and soon he was immersed in joy.

Lao Ai raised his head proudly and started the third level. To his surprise, he passed the third level easily.

Reality and fantasy are like dreams. Looking back on the past is just a big dream. His immortality is right in front of him.

After the assessment, countless immortals came to the sky, vying to accept him as their disciple.

He showed disdain, this group of people was not what he wanted.

Holding a high position and being among the top leaders of the Qin Kingdom, he naturally knows that these are all little klamies.

What really brought him convenience was that he couldn't see clearly the true figure of the stalwart above.

"Lao Ai begs the dean to accept him as his disciple!" Lao Ai knelt down and kowtowed, shouting loudly.

Under the surprised eyes of all the elders, the dean agreed to him and became the dean's first disciple.

Thus, his journey of cultivating immortality began, reaching its peak at the very beginning.

Enjoying the support of the huge resources of Tiandao Academy.

His realm continues to improve, and beautiful elders surround him.

However, the good times did not last long.

He hit a bottleneck.

In the past, breaking a mirror was like drinking water, but now he couldn't break through even with all his strength and extremely precious elixirs.

Day after day, the students he once looked down on now surpassed him and achieved great results.

He is still stuck above the realm and has not made any progress.

The Yingying and Yanyan around him left one after another, and his treatment became extremely poor.

But he didn't feel aggrieved at all, because he climbed up from the bottom and was more realistic and rational than anyone else.

This difficulty is nothing to him.

He practices silently, strives for progress silently, and does not indulge in pleasure.

Year after year.

He collapsed.He has become the last person in Tiandao Academy, and his calm expression in the past is now full of ferociousness.

"It must be the dean who is framing me. All the great scriptures are lies. Who in the normal world can practice this stuff? And he hasn't come to see me for a year."

"You must be jealous of my talent and framed me deliberately."

"Damn Dean, damn Tiandao Academy."

Lao Ai rushed out like crazy, came to the library, and reached the fifth floor by virtue of his status as the dean's disciple.

There was a restricted area there, and he had been coveting it for a long time.

The forbidden area is the cultivation method of Tianmo Palace, and every skill is full of demonic nature.

"Want to become stronger?"

"Do you want to have endless glory and wealth that you can enjoy for hundreds of millions of years?"

"Do you want to trample that damn dean under your feet?"

Demonic whispers chanted in his ears, and he went straight to the deepest part of the restricted area and took a yellowed ancient scroll in the center.

"The Demonic Blood Sacrifice True Code!"

"By sacrificing the flesh and blood of living beings, we can gain extremely powerful power. Ignore bottlenecks and ignore the suppression of laws!"

"Hahaha, God help me too!"

"When I become stronger, I will demote all of you as slaves. The men will be slaves and the women will be prosperous. No, those beautiful palace masters and elders are mine, hahaha~"

Lao Ai looked forward to the future as if she had found a treasure.

After that, he glanced at the gate of Tiandao Academy bitterly, took this opportunity to leave, and returned to Qin Palace.

Zhao Ji waited for a long time and was frightened when she saw Lao Ai's unchanged face.

The two of them worked hard and made a strong fire, and everything came naturally.

The next day, Lao Ai sacrificed all the royal families of Qin.

On the third day, the entire Xianyang City was sacrificed.

On the fourth day, half of Qin was sacrificed.

On the fifth day, the Qin State was sacrificed.

The corpses of millions of people were scattered all over the fields, and the blood on the corpses flowed into the earth, attracted by a mysterious force, and gathered together.

Millions of blood gathered from the earth on Lao Ai.

He felt unprecedented strength.

It seems that one blow can sink the state of Qin.

at this time.

The canopy outside played Lao Ai's fantasy scene.

"Who is this man, so brave?"

"Qin Guo Changxin Hou Lao Ai is a ruthless person."

"It can't be the white one"

"That's the one. He's playing pretty fancy."

"The expensive circle is really chaotic."

"Hahaha, feast your eyes, feast your eyes."

"Qin's face has been completely lost."

"Shame, shame."

Inside the Xianyang Palace.

The ministers' expressions were dull and strange, and they lowered their heads and remained silent.

"The face of the State of Qin has been completely ruined by this slut!" Empress Dowager Huayang angrily accused Zhao Ji.

Although this kind of thing is nothing in other countries, it is disgraceful when it is put on the table.

What's more, she is the queen mother of a country, her status is noble, and it is related to the national system.

The scary thing is that everyone knows Zhao Ji's past, so it is very normal for her to do such a thing.

No one dared to speak, and no one was qualified to speak. When it came to seniority, qualifications, and status, only the Queen Mother Huayang could speak.

Lu Buwei's eyes turned. Such a big thing had happened and he had to deal with it immediately, otherwise Qin would really be nailed to the pillar of shame.

"The Queen Mother, the picture is Lao Ai's illusion, which means it is fake and just his imagination." He stood up and said.

Zhao Ji immediately came back to her senses and said immediately: "Yes, Lao Ai is by my side every day and sees that I am cute. It is normal to have such thoughts. I swear that I have absolutely nothing to do with him."

The ministers hesitated and did not dare to say a word.

Queen Mother Huayang glanced at the ministers and saw that they did not dare to speak. She said in a deep voice: "On weekdays, everyone is admonishing this or that. But when it comes to a crisis, what? No one is talking, right?"

Mi Ling thought for a moment, walked out of the court, bowed her hands and said, "I suggest that the Queen Mother Zhao be abolished!"

"Your Majesty will reconsider."

"The Queen Mother does not respect etiquette and law and should be abolished."

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, I would like to ask the Queen Mother to transfer the power of auxiliary country to the Queen Mother."

"Such a major matter concerning the national system must be given an explanation to the world."

Chu Chen, headed by Mi Ling, stood up and said.

The other ministers whispered and did not dare to make any unreasonable comments. Most of them were Lu Buwei's disciples and could be considered Zhao Ji's people, and some were Lao Ai's people. It would be even more unreasonable to stand up.

The Ying clan members were even more reluctant to stand up. If something like this happened to their family, if they stood up, it would be a slap in their faces.

(End of this chapter)