The Lord of All Gods Who Covers the Sky

Chapter 107 Piety
  Following Xiaobai's guidance, Ji Hongjing arrived at a mountain range filled with clouds and mist. The clouds and mist here were all made of spiritual energy. The reason for this strange scene was that there was a huge dragon vein underground.

Along the way, Ji Hongjing saw many Taikoo towns, in which dragons and snakes were mixed, as well as birds and beasts, but they were very harmonious.

A tall statue of the god is built in the center of these towns. The statue is tall, burly, and heroic. The most special thing is that the blue hair is like a flame. It is obviously made of stone, but it is very elegant.

No matter what race they are in the city, they will worship this stone statue. Ji Hongjing changed his body and sneaked into the city, and found that the managers of these towns all had Qilin blood and had a high status in the city.

"Is this the temple built by Qilinya?"

Ji Hongjing went all the way and found that the Taikoo tribe here was very special. They all believed in the gods, and the exercises they practiced were also very strange. Unlike the Taikoo tribe who fought with the human race on the periphery, their exercises did not have very strong combat power. Every time they attacked the idols, After praying, a mysterious energy is generated, which flies into the statue and also improves their cultivation.

"These ancient tribes were kept in captivity!"

The Taikoo tribe here are very harmonious and not aggressive at all. This place is like an utopia, where everyone helps and cares for each other!

One day later, Ji Hongjing finally reached the head of this huge dragon vein. The head of the dragon raised upwards, forming a majestic mountain peak. On the top of the mountain, there was a huge altar and a tall statue of the god stood here, exuding power. The boundless divine light can be seen clearly even at the foot of the mountain.

"What a strong will!"

Ji Hongjing and Wan'er were very surprised. Apart from the West Desert, this level of wishing power could only be found in ancestral halls in major holy places.

"Easy!"

Xiaobai pointed at the top of the mountain and shouted anxiously. Ji Hongjing looked solemn. This sacred mountain seemed to have no guards, but there were many pilgrims with advanced cultivation on it. They did not fly, but climbed to the top of the mountain step by step. It seemed that there was no challenge. power, the true situation is unknown.

"Xiaobai, are you sure what you want is at the top of the mountain?" Ji Hongjing asked cautiously. The risk factor of mountain climbing is much greater than that of rushing before.

"Yeah!"

Xiaobai nodded his little head desperately and kept making gestures with his paws, urging Ji Hongjing to climb the mountain.

Ji Hongjing was troubled. Climbing the mountain was undoubtedly very dangerous, but he had already reached this point. It would be a pity to give up halfway!

After a while, he gritted his teeth, turned around and left, running towards the nearest ancient city.

"Err?"

Xiaobai climbed up Ji Hongjing's chest with two little paws and looked at him with big eyes. Wan'er was also a little confused. Did she give up?
  Ji Hongjing touched Xiaobai's head and rushed towards the nearest city without explaining anything.

One day later in the evening, a father and son came to the Qilin Divine City, which is closest to the sacred mountain. Neither father and son have completely transformed, especially the son, who still looks like a little beast, has no cultivation at all, and is dying in his father's arms.

There were a lot of bloodstains on the father and son, and the father was even more stained with blood. However, the blood on his body did not have the aura of the Ancient Clan, but had a strong aura of the Human Race, which attracted the attention of many Ancient Clan.

The father, carrying Little Beast's son on his back, went around looking for famous doctors, begging them to save Little Beast. The Taikoo clan, who had good intentions, followed him all the way and found out the whole story.

It turns out that the father and son lived outside the Dragon Vein. A few days ago, the little beast was playful and ran to the outside of the temple. He encountered the human race attacking the temple and was captured and made into a spiritual pet.

When the father found his son, he had a big battle with the human race and killed the human race to save his son.

However, the human race desperately injured the little beast before dying, causing the little beast to be seriously injured and dying, with no cultivation at all. The father tried all methods to cure him, so he had no choice but to take his son to the divine city for medical treatment.

The father and son ran all over the sacred city overnight, but there was no power that could cure the little beast. Just when the onlookers were feeling sorry for the little beast, the desperate father suddenly stood up and looked intently at the tall mountain on the sacred mountain. The statue said in the ancient language: "I am going to ask the gods!"

"Hey, it's useless. I've already used the divine water on your son, but it didn't have much effect." The good guy sighed, such a small creature will die young.

"Damn human race, how dare you desecrate the temple." The Taikoo race next to them also yelled.

The father said firmly: "It must be that I am not pious enough and the gods did not save my son. I will kowtow to the top of the sacred mountain and beg the gods to save my son."

"This……"

The onlookers of the Taikoo clan looked at each other in confusion, not knowing whether to persuade the father who was eager to save his son. They could only watch as the father carried the dying little beast on his back, walked out of the city gate, and kowtowed devoutly as he walked towards the sacred mountain.

"Damn human race!" The Taikoo woman who saw this scene wiped away her tears and cursed.

"Please ask the gods to save this poor father and son!" The sentimental Taikoo tribe prayed to the gods, hoping that the father and son would be healthy.

The father carried the little beast on his back and kowtowed devoutly. It took an hour to arrive at the foot of the sacred mountain. The Taikoo people along the way met them and heard their stories. They all sent their blessings. Even the strong smell of human blood on the father's body was absorbed by them. Ignore it, the Taikoo tribe who noticed this just followed up with a few curses on the human race.

The sacred mountain is majestic. Even though it is still bright at night, the father and son have only climbed less than one-fifth of the distance in the middle of the night. Although the father has good cultivation, it will probably take him a day and a night to climb to the top of the mountain with piety. .

Gradually, fewer and fewer Taikoo tribesmen gathered to watch them. The dying little beast suddenly moved. The father, who had kowtowed devoutly, paused, and then continued to climb up as if nothing had happened. "Xiao Bai, you have to pretend to be dead!" Ji Hongjing secretly sent a message to stop the little beast on his back from moving around.

"Little guy, if there is no good baby on the top of the mountain, just wait and see!"

Ji Hongjing's sacrifice this time was not a big one. First, he secretly captured a Taikoo tribesman and used a yellow beam mirror to learn the Taikoo language. Then he poured a lot of blood to dye his clothes red. He also tried to find a way to create the illusion that the little beast was injured, and then took it with him It is performing everywhere, and now it even wants to climb up to the top of the mountain while kowtowing devoutly.

"I have never paid such homage to the Great Emperor of the Void!" Ji Hongjing kowtowed all the way, his forehead turning red.

"Hehe!" Wan'er, who was hiding in Ji Hongjing's world of spleen, snickered. During this time, she got over the sadness of her master's death.

"Why are you laughing, Fellow Daoist Lu?" Mr. Pi Zhidao, who was sitting cross-legged opposite Wan'er, had a serious face. During this time, Ji Hongjing knew that Wan'er was an orphan and was adopted by her master since she was a child, so she took her master's surname.

"Nothing, fellow Taoist, let's continue discussing Taoism." Lu Wan put away her smile. She already knew that Ji Hongjing Taoist Palace was unusual. Not only did it evolve into the world, but the Taoist in front of her was just a god evolved from the Taoist world, but it was different from ordinary gods. , he was like a black hole, Lu Wan always felt frightened in front of him, as if the essence in her body would be sucked away by him at any time.

In order to prevent Lu Wan from being exposed, Ji Hongjing had to bring her into the Dao Realm of the Spleen. Only this Dao Realm facilitated by the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique could completely absorb her aura without leaking even a little bit.

These days, Lu Wan has been discussing Taoism with the Taoist Master of the Pi. The Tao Palace Scroll of the Western Emperor Sutra of Yaochi compiled by Lu Wan is said to be the strongest in this realm. The Taoist Master of the Spleen has gained a lot from discussing Taoism with him.

While the two were discussing the Tao, Ji Hongjing's Yuan Shen continued to study. In addition, he had obtained parts of the Xihuang Sutra and the Wahuang Sutra. At this time, several ancient sutras were compared with each other, which solved many of his doubts in cultivation.

"The Western Emperor's Sutra refers to the Wahuang Sutra!" In the process, he discovered this secret. Thinking of the legend of Nuwa creating humans on earth, these people are all innate Taoist fetuses, and the Western Emperor's mother is also an innate Taoist fetus. Is there any reason among them? What connection?
  Ji Hongjing kowtowed devoutly. He looked very pious on the surface, but in his heart he was always thinking about the Tao and perfecting his own cultivation methods.

"After you get out, you must refine the evolutionary fluid as soon as possible to improve your bloodline. If you want to improve your physique in the future, you must understand your own 'Tao'!"

Ji Hongjing thought to himself, naturally he would not think that the Taichu Life Stone could evolve his physique very well. In his opinion, it would be good if he could evolve to a third-rate medium physique, and he did not dare to expect to catch up with Ji Haoyue and the others.

But this is enough. If you want to evolve to a stronger physique, you still have to rely on your own practice. Things obtained from external forces cannot last long.

Keeping other things in mind, Ji Hongjing kowtowed devoutly and approached the top of the sacred mountain. The tall and majestic sacred statue was not far away. Ji Hongjing secretly communicated with Xiaobai and asked Xiaobai to quickly indicate what to do next.

"Easy!"

Xiaobai's voice sounded in his heart. Ji Hongjing was startled and couldn't help but ask: "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"babble!"

Xiaobai's affirmative voice sounded, and Ji Hongjing's expression changed. He looked at the stone statue not far away and didn't know what to do.
  At this time, all the pilgrims from the Taikoo clan discovered the devout father who saved his son, and they all made way for him. Ji Hongjing had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to worship the statue, slowly approaching the statue.

"Where are the father and son? Let me see if I can cure his son?" Suddenly, a voice came, and the Taikoo tribesmen who were watching Ji Hongjing all made way to allow a completely transformed Taikoo tribe to see Ji Hongjing.

Ji Hongjing felt a pain in his heart. This man was one of the five ancient kings who had fought against the Holy Lands before. He held a holy-level staff, which was made by imitating the ancient emperor's weapon of Qilinya. It was extremely powerful.

Ji Hongjing was able to hide from the Taikoo tribe below the second level peak of Xiantai, but there was no way to hide from the king who had already killed him. The two seemed to be only one step apart, but they were worlds apart.

No, as soon as the Taikoo clan separated, the Taikoo King shouted in surprise when he saw Ji Hongjing: "Human race!?"

Ji Hongjing's expression changed and he didn't dare to pretend anymore. He raised his hand and summoned the glazed Holy Mirror. The five-color light from his body poured into the Holy Mirror. The Holy Mirror erupted with immeasurable divine light, freezing time and space in an instant, making it difficult for the Ancient King to move.

"brush"

In just a moment, the Ancient King was freed from his confinement, but Ji Hongjing had disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he struck the tall statue in the eye.

"court death!"

The Ancient King has no intention of taking action. If Ji Hongjing chooses to escape and is protected by the holy soldiers, it will be difficult to catch him.

But Ji Hongjing chose to blaspheme the gods. The Ancient King sneered and looked at Ji Hongjing as if he were a dead person, as if he would soon be annihilated by the statue.

"buzz"

Unfortunately, things backfired. Just when Ji Hongjing was about to hit the statue's eye, a vortex appeared in front of him, swallowing him up in the blink of an eye, and then disappeared.

"What is this? Did the gods kill the blasphemers?"

The Taikoo clan looked at each other, not expecting such a change, but the Taikoo King looked ugly. He clearly saw that Ji Hongjing was intact in the vortex. There was a bright world behind the vortex, and he fell safely into that world.

"The ancient emperor wants to see him!?" The ancient king was shocked. Although he had doubts, he did not dare to question the statue. He could only arrange for people to guard here and left in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)