The opening confession invites the moon to pity the stars, and wins the inheritance of the holy king

Jiang Feng nodded, then followed the white-haired old man to the outside of the hall.

After leaving the hall, the old man took out a flying shuttle-shaped magic weapon from his body, threw it into the air, and said the magic formula in his mouth, "Om", the flying shuttle hovering in the void expanded rapidly.

"Go up!"

The white-haired old man said something to Jiang Feng, and then flew on the void shuttle first.

After Jiang Feng also boarded the Void Shuttle, the white-haired old man squeezed the magic formula, "Swoosh!", the Void Shuttle cut through the void and galloped away.

About an hour later, the void shuttle entered a continuous mountain range.

Standing on the space shuttle and looking down, Jiang Feng saw countless magnificent palaces in the mountains.

After flying in the mountains for about a quarter of an hour, the space shuttle came in front of a giant peak piercing the sky.

After following the white-haired old man to the top of this giant peak, Jiang Feng discovered that there was a flat land of tens of thousands of square meters above the peak.

In the center of the flat land is a Yanwu Square paved with bluestone.

Around the square, there are many small houses around.

And at the end of Yanwu Square, there is a huge palace.

The white-haired old man led Jiang Feng across the square to the gate of the palace.

In the very center of the gate, a handsome middle-aged man sat cross-legged.

"Elder Wang, this person is an ascender who just ascended from the 888th small world. I brought him here. According to the rules of the temple, this person will be handed over to your temple training camp in the next three years. "

The white-haired old man said to the middle-aged Yingwei man.

Yingwei's middle-aged man nodded, and replied in a deep voice:

"Elder Li has worked hard, leave the rest to us."

660 The white-haired old man also nodded, then turned to Jiang Feng and said:

"The next step is up to you. After three years, whether you can survive in this world depends on your own efforts! If you still have nothing to learn after three years, then I'm afraid you It's hard to live in this world!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Jiang Feng to reply, the white-haired old man jumped up and flew away.

"Name?"

After the white-haired old man left, Yingwei's middle-aged man asked Jiang Feng calmly.

"Jiang Feng."

Jiang Feng replied in a deep voice.

The middle-aged Yingwei man nodded, then stretched out his hand and made a move in the void, a huge virtual book appeared in front of the middle-aged Yingwei man.

On this booklet, there are densely written names of people.

"Jiang Feng."

Yingwei's middle-aged man used his finger as a pen to write Jiang Feng's name in the void, and then stretched out his hand, and the name "Jiang Feng" was put into the virtual book.

Then, the middle-aged man Yingwei asked Jiang Feng again:

"age?".

Chapter 210: Ten Thousand Clans Fight For The Front!The truth about the so-called fairy world!

"26."

"Huh? 26?"

Hearing Jiang Feng's answer, Yingwei's middle-aged man showed surprise on his face, a bright light shot out of his eyes, and he glanced at Jiang Feng.

"It's really 26!"

"Those who can ascend at this age, in the history of my human race, you are No.1!"

Yingwei's middle-aged man looked at Jiang Feng with a lot of attention in his eyes.

All the human ascendants who have ascended from the small world to this big world, the first stop is the Human Temple training camp.

And as the elder of the training camp of the Human Race Temple, he naturally knows all kinds of recorded information of all the Ascended.

In his memory, among the past ascensionists, the youngest one had to be over a hundred years old. It can be said that someone like Jiang Feng who was able to successfully ascend in his 20s is unique!

It can be seen from this that Jiang Feng's cultivation talent should be extremely outstanding!

This made Yingwei's middle-aged man have a lot of expectations for Jiang Feng!

If the human race can produce another superpower, it will undoubtedly be of greater significance to the human race.

With such expectations in mind, the middle-aged man Yingwei wrote down the three characters 26 with his fingers in the void, and then stretched out his hand, and these three characters also flew into the virtual book in the void.

"Okay, your information has been registered in the temple training camp."

Yingwei's middle-aged man said something to Jiang Feng, then stretched out his hand, and the virtual book in the void disappeared instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged Yingwei man spoke to Jiang Feng again and said:

"Next, I will explain to you the basic knowledge that an ascender should know. Listen carefully. If you have any questions during this process, you can ask me at any time~."

Yingwei's middle-aged man's tone was very gentle.

In the practice world, geniuses are always easy to get preferential treatment.

"Okay! Then there will be Elder Lao!"

Jiang Feng nodded and replied, with a look of attentive listening on his face.

He has just arrived in this new big world, and just needs to understand the basic knowledge about this world.

"From the perspective of you ascenders, you must think that this is the fairy world, and you think that after ascending, you can become a fairy and enjoy eternal life."

Having said that, Yingwei's middle-aged man changed the subject:

"But, it's a pity, it's not here! There has never been a fairyland in this world! Ascended people like you will not become immortal immortals!"

Hearing this, Jiang Feng's heart froze, but he didn't ask any questions. He just waited quietly for the middle-aged man Yingwei to continue.

"This big world, called the Cangxuan Great World, is a battleground for all races!"

"This big world has higher world laws, more aura, and more treasures than the small world, but there are also greater dangers!"

"Here, only the truly powerful ethnic group and the truly powerful can have a chance of survival!"

Yingwei, a middle-aged man, introduced to Jiang Feng in a deep voice.

"Thousands of Clans Fighting for the Front?"

"So, in this big world, there are not only human races? Excuse me, elder, in this big world, is there a clan of unicorns and a clan of dragons?"

Jiang Feng asked.

Yingwei's middle-aged man nodded, and replied in a deep voice:

"That's right! In this big world, there are countless races, and the human race is just one of them."

"There are also Qilin and Shenlong clans. They are part of the demon clan."

"Why did you suddenly ask about these two races?"

The middle-aged man Yingwei asked Jiang Feng curiously.

Jiang Feng replied:

"Because in the world before the junior's ascension, there existed dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, and mysterious tortoises, known as the Four Great Sacred Beasts."

"Among them, Shenlong and Qilin were all killed by the juniors."

"Oh, most of them drifted from the small world of the demon clan. Don't pay too much attention to this matter. The demon clan that cannot ascend is just a low-level demon clan that has not yet opened its mind, just ants, and the demon clan will not regard them as Same race."

Yingwei middle-aged man said casually.

Jiang Feng nodded, then asked again:

"`~Elder, since this world is a battleground for thousands of races, and only truly powerful races can survive well, then where is my human race among the ten thousand races? Our human race is a truly powerful race ?"

After hearing Jiang Feng's question, Yingwei's middle-aged man was silent for a moment before replying:

"Although I really want to tell you that our crowd is the truly powerful one in this big world."

"However, unfortunately, our human race is indeed not the most powerful race in this world."

"The ten thousand races in this big world can be roughly divided into four levels according to their strength, and our human race can only be regarded as the second-level ethnic group. Only the first-level ethnic group can truly be regarded as this big world. The most powerful group."

"Then what are these grades based on (Wang Wang's) points?"

Jiang Feng asked curiously.

"The number of strong ones."

The Yingwei middle-aged man replied without hesitation.

Then he added:

"The so-called strong must be at least above the holy rank."

After thinking about it, the middle-aged man Yingwei answered another sentence:

"Strictly speaking, in fact, only those who are above the emperor rank can truly be regarded as the strongest!"

"Holy rank? Emperor rank? Is this the division of cultivation realms in this great world?"

Hearing this, Jiang Feng became interested, and he immediately asked:

"Elder, can you tell this junior about the realm of cultivation?"

Yingwei's middle-aged man nodded, and replied:

"Can.".

Chapter 210 Two: Cultivating the Three Realms!The mighty Emperor Xuanyuan!

"In this big world, the path of practice is divided into three major realms: the spiritual level, the holy level, and the emperor level."

"Among them, the spiritual rank is divided into four small realms: Lingyuan, Lingdan, Lingtai, and Lingfu."

"The holy rank is divided into three small realms: the small holy realm, the great holy realm, and the holy king realm."

"As for the last realm, Emperor Rank, there is only one realm, and that is the Great Emperor!"

"If you step into the emperor rank, you will become an emperor!"

"And the Great Emperor is the real confidence of a group! In this world where all races are fighting for power, a group without a Great Emperor can only become a vassal of other races!"

Having said that, Yingwei's middle-aged man glanced at Jiang Feng, inexplicably looking forward to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was able to rise from the small world in his 20s. This cultivation talent is really amazing.

But soon, the middle-aged man Yingwei shook his head in his heart. It was not easy to become the emperor, and the person named Jiang Feng in front of him would be very remarkable if he could step into the Saint King Realm in the future.

At this time, Jiang Feng asked the middle-aged man Yingwei curiously:

"Elder, then my human race should have a great emperor?"

Yingwei's middle-aged man nodded, and replied in a deep voice:

"It's natural!"

"In this big world, only the ethnic groups with great emperors can be regarded as the second-level ethnic groups. And once there are more than 660 emperors, they can become the first-level ethnic groups."

Having said that, Yingwei's middle-aged man suddenly asked Jiang Feng:

"In this big world, my human race is only a second-level race, but even those first-level races don't dare to underestimate my human race!"

"Do you know why?"

The middle-aged man Yingwei asked Jiang Feng.

Of course, the middle-aged Yingwei man didn't really want Jiang Feng to answer, so before Jiang Feng could speak, the middle-aged Yingwei man immediately went on to say the answer:

"Because of my human race, Emperor Xuanyuan is here!"

Mentioning this great name, Yingwei's middle-aged man's tone was full of respect.

Emperor Xuanyuan, this is the patron saint of the human race!

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man Yingwei explained to Jiang Feng in detail: