In the world of Xianwu, I, with my simulator, swept the world of Tianjiao

In Yuanshi Tianzun’s view, Qi Changfeng’s inheritance of the Red Cloud Patriarch was far less shocking than his birth as a “primitive spirit” and his thousands of years of cultivation to the world realm mental power and the Daluo Jinxian level spiritual power.

Yuanshi Tianzun was not going to tell others about Qi Changfeng’s inheritance of the Red Cloud Patriarch’s legacy when he was in the lower realm, after all, there were many causes and effects involved.

Yun Zhongzi, the reincarnation of the Red Cloud Patriarch’s true spirit, was because of these causes and effects, plus his personal character and choice, and finally gave up inheriting the legacy of his previous life.

Yuanshi Tianzun felt it was a pity, but he also respected Yun Zhongzi’s decision and personally cut off the cause and effect between Yun Zhongzi and the Red Cloud Patriarch in his previous life. As the beginning of all things and the cause of all realms, Yuanshi Tianzun could easily do this.

Now, Qi Changfeng inherited the legacy of the Red Cloud Patriarch and took over this cause and effect, which Yuanshi Tianzun was happy to see. Fat water does not flow to outsiders’ fields, and this Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd was finally taken into the pocket of the Chan Sect.

“It seems that Qi Changfeng has obtained the legacy of fellow Daoist Hongyun, but other Heavenly Dao saints are still unaware of it. This is very good. I will help him cover it up. I think it can be kept secret for a while.”

“When Qi Changfeng’s strength is further improved, he will be able to face these causes and effects directly. It doesn’t matter if others know about it by then.”

Yuanshi Tianzun sat in Yuxu Palace and thought to himself.

He was still very optimistic about Qi Changfeng’s future. After “finding out” Qi Changfeng’s details through Tianji deduction, Yuanshi Tianzun believed that Qi Changfeng had a great possibility of becoming a quasi-saint.

In addition, there was another reason why Yuanshi Tianzun chose to cover up this matter for Qi Changfeng.

Although Yuanshi Tianzun looked down on the legacy of ancestor Hongyun, others did. The top-grade innate spiritual treasure is a treasure at the bottom of the box for any great supernatural power person below the saint. Maybe the Zhunti saint in Mount Xumi is also jealous of it.

If it is revealed now, it will bring a lot of unnecessary trouble.

As for the primordial purple qi in the hands of the Red Cloud Ancestor, the Six Heavenly Saints and the top quasi-saints of the prehistoric upper world are sure that it has been lost and disappeared into the void. It is impossible for it to be in the remains of the Red Cloud Ancestor in the lower world.

Otherwise, the “Chixia Immortal Mansion Inheritance Land” could not have existed safely in the lower world for so many years.

Although Zhenyuan Daxian is strong, many top great masters in the prehistoric upper world are not worse than him. If there is really the foundation of becoming a saint – the primordial purple qi, in the face of the temptation of becoming a saint, those quasi-saints who have been stuck in the bottleneck for countless years would have gone to get it regardless of everything.

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It’s a long story, but in fact, Yuanshi Tianzun’s deduction of Qi Changfeng’s secret happened in a very short time. In the “Mountain River Society Map”, even the next competition has not started yet.

The other five Heavenly Saints noticed that Yuanshi Tianzun was deducing the secret, and did not speak, waiting quietly for the result of the deduction. They were also very curious about this. If Qi Changfeng was not the reincarnation of a powerful person, then his talent could be said to be ridiculously high.

In the sky, the shadow transformed by Yuanshi Tianzun opened his eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“I have deduced that Qi Changfeng is not the reincarnation of a powerful person, but the origin of the ‘original spirit’.”

In the special space, Yuanshi Tianzun’s will said lightly.

There is nothing worth hiding about the origin of the “original spirit”. In the prehistoric world, under the operation of heaven and earth, “original spirits” are born every moment. It just means that there is no cause and effect in the previous life.

“What? Original spirit?”

Zunti Saint was very surprised. He never thought that Qi Changfeng was the “original spirit”.

However, Zhunti Saint knew that Yuanshi Tianzun had no need to lie on this point, and he regretted more and more that he did not take action himself at that time.

While the spectators were amazed at Qi Changfeng’s fighting power, the ninth match began. The two sides were “Wang Shan” of the Heavenly Court and “Hong Ci Taoist” of Jiejiao.

“Hong Ci Taoist” showed strong swordsmanship and formation skills when competing with “Badoluo Monk” of Buddhism, and was considered a hot candidate for promotion to the top eight.

As for “Wang Shan” of the Heavenly Court, no one had ever heard of this person. Many spectators believed that Hong Ci Taoist had a higher chance of winning this battle.

However, both the process and the result were beyond the expectations of most spectators.

Wang Shan held a magic whip and had a third eye on his forehead. He had great magical powers and strong mana. His exquisite thunder and fire skills directly gave Hong Ci Taoist his first defeat.

Hong Ci Taoist even used the “Four-sided Destruction Sword Formation”, but he was unable to do anything to Wang Shan. After only a dozen rounds, he was sent back to the independent space.

Seeing this, Lord Haotian’s expression was relieved. The two consecutive victories of the Heavenly Court made him feel a little relieved from the excitement of Qi Changfeng’s fighting performance.

Wang Shan was the one he had prepared for this great event.By analyzing the strength of the participants in the previous four religions competition, Lord Haotian believed that Wang Shan had a chance to win the championship.

Who knew that this year’s competition would have the outrageous existence of Qi Changfeng? After calming down, Lord Haotian felt that Wang Shan had no hope of winning the championship.

“I hope I will have better luck in the second stage of the draw. If I run into that monster later, it would be good to get the runner-up.”

Lord Haotian thought to himself.

“The magic whip, three eyes, the art of thunder and fire, the power of the heavenly court, could this Wang Shan be the Wang Lingguan of the future?”

“It should be. Such a coincidence will not happen to people of this level.”

After watching this competition, Qi Changfeng recalled some memories of his previous life and guessed secretly in his heart.

The most difficult person at this time was Monk Badu Luo. He originally thought that Wang Shan, who had not appeared before the first group, was a soft persimmon. If he defeated Wang Shan, he would still have the hope of advancing to the quarterfinals.

Unexpectedly, the last person to play was the toughest one, and Monk Badoluo had no confidence in winning.

Recalling his high aspirations before the competition began, and thinking of the possible record of zero wins and six losses now, Monk Badoluo wanted to cry but had no tears, and was a little at a loss.

Buddha, I want to go back to Mount Xumi.

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After Wang Shan finished the battle, the next person to appear was Monk Jinchan, who Qi Changfeng had been paying attention to. His opponent was Yu Liang Zhenren of Jiejiao.

In the previous competition between Yu Liang Zhenren and Bai Mei Zhenren, Yu Liang Zhenren showed his outstanding fighting power. His immortal sword was amazingly powerful, and his sword energy was as strong as Bai Mei Zhenren. If it weren’t for the last move, he would have won the competition.

After entering the stage, the handsome Monk Jinchan was quite polite and said Amitabha to Yu Liang Zhenren, who also bowed in return.

The battle officially began. A blood-red sword appeared in the hands of Yu Liang Zhenren. He swung it suddenly, and a dark sword energy that crossed the entire battlefield rushed straight towards Monk Jin Chan.

Monk Jin Chan smiled indifferently at the dark sword energy, without reservation. A powerful pressure came from him, fixing the dark sword energy in mid-air, preventing it from advancing an inch.