The celestial master who suppressed the world

Chapter 212 After a hundred years, he will become the peak emperor!

Xu Cheng followed Taoist Qi Jian to a hall with a seal on the door.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing in to the Wukui Hall of Qiyun Immortal Palace, and a reward of "Detailed Explanation of Immortal Puppets"."

Daoist Qi Jian raised his hand and lifted the seal, then pushed the door open and entered.

Xu Cheng walked in, and then he was taken aback and said, "The puppet god will be in the capital? When was it sealed here?"

In the hall, there was a statue of a man with a golden body and a golden armor standing there.

Holding a big sword, he stood with his eyes closed.

The appearance is no different from the puppet general who cut Xu Cheng's sword before.

"Yu Du? Take a closer look."

Taoist Qi Jian said with a chuckle.

Xu Cheng hurriedly stretched out his divine sense.

"This!"

He exclaimed.

This is not Yudu.

Although the puppet god Yudu is powerful, Xu Cheng can still sense it.

This golden body with eyes closed and motionless, in his consciousness, is completely like an abyss like an ocean.

Emperor!

This is a puppet at the level of a Taoist monarch!
A puppet that can fight against the Emperor Realm, this is simply the pinnacle of a puppet!

"Generally speaking, puppet gods are limited by materials and craftsmanship, and it is difficult to create one that surpasses the sixth-level Taoist monarch."

Taoist Qi Jian looked at the puppet, and said in a low voice: "But this one is the commander-in-chief of my Qiyun Taoist Palace. It is made of immortal materials, so he is at the level of a seventh-level emperor."

Monarch level!

"Originally, after falling into this world, in order to preserve the immortal energy, all the gods and generals except Yudu have already fallen asleep."

"The disciples of the Dao Palace have also been dismissed." Taoist Qi Jian showed a trace of regret on his face.

"Dismissed?" Xu Cheng was stunned and said, "No wonder I didn't see a single disciple."

Originally, I thought I could get some Immortal Palace disciples and find some masters.

"If it weren't for dismissal, how would the immortal energy stored in the Immortal Palace last for a million years? You can still get this immortal energy?" Daoist Qi Jian said angrily.

Then he whispered again: "Also, after a million years, are you sure that those disciples will not covet you? Can it be your turn to be the palace master?"

Xu Cheng couldn't refute this.

"It's only been 10 years since the Immortal Palace moved here." Seeing Xu Cheng's expression, Mr. Qi Jiandao sighed softly, "In these million years, I'm more on guard against those dismissed disciples and their inheritance."

This is true.

So many disciples were dismissed, none of them had malicious intentions, and it was impossible to try to seize the Immortal Palace.

As if he didn't want to say more about dismissing his disciples, Daoist Qi Jian pointed to the puppet general and said, "Originally, the commander-in-chief of the god general is sealed here, and he will only activate it when the fairy palace is in danger."

"Since this place has been reduced to a battlefield of hundreds of clans, now you will refine it into a guardian warrior."

"A Dharma protector general at the level of an emperor is enough for you to save your life on the battlefield of hundreds of clans."

A Dharma protector at the level of an emperor!
Xu Cheng's eyes lit up and he stepped forward.

He reached out and pressed on the cold, hard golden armor, feeling the vigorous power contained in the armor.

"Om-"

With the infusion of his spiritual consciousness and immortal energy in his body, the golden armored god will slowly open his eyes.

"The last general, Luo Hou, pays homage to the Palace Master."

Xu Cheng smiled and nodded.

The god general Luo Hou clasped his fists at Xu Cheng, then retracted the big sword in his hand, his body shrank rapidly, and finally, a golden bracelet from the guard fell on Xu Cheng's arm.

Feeling the strength from his arm, Xu Cheng felt at ease.

This is the power of the seven emperors.

The puppet god will be invincible at close range, and with his body protection, at least his safety is greatly guaranteed.

"Why, you are satisfied with a little puppet general?" Daoist Qi Jian beside him was very satisfied with Xu Cheng's expression, and said with a smile.

It's right to be suppressed.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the next place." Daoist Qi Jian waved his hand and led Xu Cheng to the next hall.

Along the way, Xu Cheng's sign-in prompts sounded constantly.

All kinds of spiritual materials, magic weapons, and exercises are rewarded.

The best of them all was a piece of Immortal Yuan Profound Jade.

This is not inferior to the high-quality fairy material that was used to create the Yuluo sword.

Looking at these rewards, Xu Cheng's face was full of smiles.

He laughed, and Taoist Qi Jian also laughed.

For a moment, the empty Qiyun Immortal Palace was filled with joy.

Daoist Qi Jian led Xu Cheng to activate the twelve sealed-off halls, and obtained thousands of puppets of various kinds that were sealed off.

Of course, the strongest of these puppets is only Daojun Liuzhong, which is incomparable to Luo Hou.

However, some of these puppets fly extremely fast, and some are extremely invisible, and they all have their own abilities.

"Millions of years, it's too long, these puppets are the only ones who can preserve their combat power..." Daoist Qi Jian said in a low voice regretfully.

Xu Cheng also understood.

Even if no one protects it, even a fairy weapon cannot withstand the erosion of millions of years of time.

"However, I, Qiyun Immortal Palace, is the leader among the sects of the Overlying Rain Immortal Realm." Taoist Qi Jian raised his voice, his eyes glowed with confidence.

"The real background, how could it be these puppets?"

"follow me."

Xu Cheng loved hearing this sentence the most.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing in to the Qiyun altar and rewarding a copy of "Qiyun Huaxian Jue"."

In front of a wide altar, Daoist Qi Jian showed a dignified expression on his face.

"This is the teleportation altar of the fairy world."

Fairyland?

Teleport the altar?
"Back when the fairy world had not fallen, through this altar, you could link up with other great fairy sects."

Hook up with all the immortal sects?

Xu Cheng's consciousness landed on the altar.

"Don't look at it, the fairy world has fallen, and few sects can survive." Taoist Qi Jian waved his hand.

"Even if there is, who dares to open the teleportation array? They are all closed. My fairy palace has never opened this altar since it fell into the mortal world."

Xu Cheng understood.

Since the fall of the fairy world, the original allies no longer exist.

No one can believe it.

If the altar is still open, it is a conspicuous reminder to others that there is still a sect here.

Who dares to do this?
"The altars connecting various sects cannot be used, and there are still various small realms under my Qiyun Immortal Palace."

Daoist Qi Jian pointed to the surrounding area of ​​the altar, and said, "These are the side halls connected to the small realm, and there are teleportation formations everywhere."

"It's just been so many years, I don't know how many of these small realms still exist."

"However, with so many realms, there are always a few that exist."

"The flow of time in these realms is a hundred times that of Asgard, and there is plenty of aura."

"It can cultivate the combat power of the emperor's peak."

Daoist Qi Jian showed a smile on his face: "Is this kind of foundation enough?"

enough.

Xu Cheng inspected the small halls one by one, and finally found that there were a total of twelve small realms that could still be entered.

That is to say, he can at least cultivate the peak combat power of twelve emperors.

The peak of the emperor, the ninth level of the Taoist.

That's it.

A smile appeared on Xu Cheng's face, and a flash of inspiration flashed behind him.

A figure stepped out from behind him.

In the fifth stage of Daojun, he can differentiate into a clone.

"This avatar enters the small world, and after a hundred years, it will become the peak of the emperor!"

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Taixuan Immortal Palace, Shangxuan Peak.

Today's Shangxuan Peak's alchemy fire is at its peak.

In the one year since Yuxuan Peak was closed, countless alchemy missions were sent in, making those alchemists unable to catch up with alchemy day and night.

"boom--"

At the top of Shangxuan Peak, there was a sound of thunder, and several elixir flew out of the sky.

"Haha, I have finally refined a fifth-grade elixir!"

The figure laughing wildly stepped out of the hall.

Xuanshen Daojun's face was full of excitement.

During this year, he poured all his heart and blood into refining the elixir day and night.

In one year, his alchemy practice level improved faster than the previous hundreds of years.

"Jade Profound Peak!"

"Xu Jiu, I'm going to be at Yuxuan Peak today!"

Holding the fifth-grade elixir in his hand, Taoist Scrophulariaceae flew straight up to the sky.

"Xu Jiu, I'm here to challenge again——"

　Outside, I quickly connected to the hotspot of my mobile phone to post a new chapter
　　late
　　full of guilt

　　
　
(End of this chapter)