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Chapter 39: Turmoil

Chapter 39: Turmoil

"Are you worried about the people from the Tyrant Palace?" The ancestor looked at Qing Shui and frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

"I'm not worried about myself, I'm afraid that they will come and destroy the Heavenly Palace. Then I will have to live up to the expectations of my ancestors." Qing Shui said worriedly. Qing Shui was worried about himself, but he was even more worried about the people around him and the Qing family.

"You don't have to worry about this. Come here, and Chen girl will come too." After the ancestor said that, he led the two of them towards the innermost part of the secret room.

The ancestor pressed on a bulge on the wall, and a stone door with two ferocious beasts carved on it slowly opened.

A bright purple light flashed!

"This is the "Bauhinia God Crystal", also known as "All Creatures Are Equality". As long as it is activated, within a hundred miles, all warriors who have surpassed the Martial Emperor's peak will fall to the strength of the Martial Emperor's peak. This Bauhinia God Crystal is only for the Supreme Level.

It is effective up to the third level of the Supreme, so it is also called the nemesis of the Supreme Warrior." The ancestor said, pointing to a redbud crystal with a diameter of one meter in the secret room.

"Unbelievable, perverted!"

This is how Qing Shui feels, but there is one thing that makes Qing Shui feel that it is only effective for Supreme Level 1 to Supreme Level 3. Then there is no way to get a Supreme Level 3 or above. But Qing Shui soon laughed at himself, if he

If you think about it this way, there is really no need for that palace to exist.

"Don't you think it's a bit useless to only be able to limit the Supreme Level 1 to 3?" The ancestor looked at Qing Shui and asked with a smile.

Qing Shui was not embarrassed that his ancestor had seen through his thoughts, but when he was about to speak, Di Chen spoke.

"Yes, ancestors, if there is a Supreme Level 4 person, wouldn't this Bauhinia Crystal become useless at all?"

"Haha, the gap between the supreme levels is so huge that it is immeasurable. The weakest supreme is the power of ten counties, which is the strength of the supreme level. But fifty counties is also the strength of the supreme level. It can only be considered if it breaks through more than a hundred counties.

I don’t know the rest of the strength of the two supreme counties, I only know that the strongest warrior in the Tyrant Palace has the strength of the supreme level two.”

The ancestor's words completely turned Qing Shui to stone. The power of a hundred counties, what a terrifying power it is, it still surpasses a hundred counties. How powerful is the supreme second level peak? Needless to say, it is at least two hundred counties...

What a powerful strength that is. The last blow from Overlord made Qing Shui feel that terrifying strength. It should be around sixty counties...

"Ancestor, is this Redbud Crystal in use now?" Di Chen asked next.

"No, this Bauhinia God Crystal has a lifespan. If it is not used once, it will be shortened by one year. It lasts for twelve hours at a time and can be used twenty times." The ancestor sighed and said.

This restriction is not surprising. It would be outrageous if such an incredible thing could be used endlessly.

"Tomorrow, I will convene a meeting of elders, but I will give you the token to control the Heavenly Palace in person. Then you will probably still have to establish your authority."

Qing Shui smiled bitterly: "Okay, ancestor, don't you have any way to increase your longevity? Fairy peach? Longevity fruit?"

"I've eaten it all, but it's useless. Haha, I've fulfilled my wish. I hope Qing Shui can help Wuji." The ancestor smiled lightly and looked at life and death very lightly.

"Don't worry about Uncle Fei!"



"Old man Gongsun, who do you think will inherit the position of our ancestors and become the master of the Heavenly Palace this time?" A particularly energetic old man, wearing a bright red robe, said with a smile.

"It won't be you, Old Man Jin, anyway!" the old man known as Gongsun said while sipping his tea.

"It's not me, could it be you, old man Gongsun?"

"Brother Gongsun really has hope, haha." One of the few old men with white beards and hair next to him said with a bold smile.

"I know that you Xi Cuntong and old man Gongsun are close. I see that there is some competition. There is also you. Let us tell you who our ancestors will let take over."

"Old man Feng, you are not close to old man Jin. You said who our ancestors wanted to take over. In fact, you should know. Have you forgotten that young man?" Xi Mingtong said with a smile.

"Qing Shui? How can that waste take over the position of our ancestors?" Old Man Feng said disdainfully.

"Can trash knock down your genius?"

"You, you, you..."

These are all senior elders of the Heavenly Palace, most of them are ancestors of the big families in the Heavenly Palace, and each one of them is the patron saint of the family.



"I heard that Qing Shui is back again, but I don't know what a waste is doing here?"

The news that Qing Shui returned to Tiangong spread quickly!

"Trash? Didn't trash kill a warrior at the level of a Martial Emperor? You think you can do it." The man with a round face and sharp chin from before was scolded by a man wearing armor.

The man looked at the armored man walking away in despair!

The armored man is none other than Xiri.



Qing Shui returned to Zang Wuya, while Di Chen returned to Piaomiao Palace. After seeing Cang Wuya and Fei Wuji, he naturally recounted the events of the past few years.

"If we take action tomorrow, no matter who it is, we must do it ruthlessly." Fei Wuji chuckled.

"Thank you, Master Fei, I know!"

"Have a good rest today, we may have a fierce battle tomorrow!" Cang Wuya looked at the sky and said to Qing Shui.

Qing Shui stayed here at Cang Wuya that night!

In the Purple Jade Wonderland!

Beat your body!

Today, Qing Shui heard his ancestor talk about the strength of the supreme level. He yearned for it and felt helpless. It was easy for a supreme level warrior to kill a warrior at the peak of the Martial Emperor. You cannot win by relying on numbers.

Because the warriors at the peak of the Martial Emperor simply cannot break through the defense of the supreme warrior, they will only be slaughtered during the battle.

And Qing Shui once again felt the benefits of his own body strength. Only when his body is strong, the enhanced armor weapons or elixirs will show great power.

Only strong body is the way to go. At most, you can add skills. Just like monsters, they are strong because of their own strength. They don’t have powerful armors and weapons, but they can still defeat several of the same level at the same level.

Human warrior.

Now Qing Shui himself has the power of five counties and the defense of seven counties. But with the addition of armor and weapon skills, it can reach about twenty-five counties.

This is also the "Rebirth" that has been cultivated for three years, and the power of the body has doubled!

Cultivation, practice, a battle between life and death made Qing Shui Gengjia realize that living is not easy, especially living a decent life!

The next day, Qing Shui's morning training had just ended!

Dong dong dong...

The bell rang loudly and dullly, and could be heard throughout the Heavenly Palace. The sound was heavy and desolate!

Nine times in a row!

"Did I hear it correctly? It was actually nine sounds!" Many people in the square exclaimed.

"You heard it right, it's nine tones, but it has nothing to do with us." Some people continued their morning exercises.



"Old man, let's go!"

"Okay!" Cang Wuya was very happy now.

As soon as she went out and didn't go far, she saw Di Chen! Qing Shui smiled at her!

"Good morning, old man!"

"Girl Chen, let's go there together!"

The people he met sparsely on the road were all Supreme Elders of Tiangong. Only now did Qing Shui know that there were five hundred Supreme Elders in Tiangong.

For a large sect with millions of people, five hundred people is not a lot, but it is a force that cannot be ignored.

"Brother Cang!"

"Brother Yan!"


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