The Wanlong Emperor is the founder of the Wanlong Ancient Scripture. Who can surpass the Wanlong Emperor with the Wanlong Ancient Scripture?
It is impossible for such a person to exist. Even if the emperor of heaven and earth worships ghosts and gods together, and the emperor who has ended the age of myths has returned, and the immortal emperor, who is known as a god, is still alive, he would not dare to have such an idea.
But Ji Congxin actually dared to challenge the Wanlong Emperor with the Wanlong Ancient Scripture. He paid a huge price for this. Blood flowed in the air, bones were broken, and his chest was penetrated by the furious Wanlong Emperor's punch.
In the end, Ji Congxin was killed in less than half the time it took.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
"As expected, it was you, the little thief, who stole my daughter's ancient scriptures."
Emperor Wanlong snorted coldly, feeling very annoyed because he knew that beating Ji Congxin to death would be useless as the other party would be alive and kicking the next day.
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Qishi Mansion.
Ji Congxin closed her eyes and began to review the previous battle.
He didn't dare to kill Wanlong Emperor, or even hurt him.
In a duel with the Wan Long Emperor, you will lose anyway. What is the difference between losing better and worse?
Therefore, Ji Congxin decided to use the Wanlong Ancient Scripture to fight against the Wanlong Emperor.
In a duel with the Wanlong Emperor, his mastery of the Wanlong Ancient Scripture will definitely improve rapidly. In this regard, the Wanlong Emperor is the best teacher, bar none.
No one knows the Ancient Wanlong Sutra better than the Wanlong Emperor.
Then, by drawing parallels, you can gain a deeper grasp of the Wanlong Ancient Sutra, and you can also strengthen your understanding of other Dharma.
Ji Congxin began to practice in Qishi Mansion.
As for Jijiazhuang, he is not planning to go back for the time being. He has left something with Xiaobai. As long as someone who has not reached the secret realm of Sendai comes, there will be no danger.
Nowadays, Ji Congxin hardly meets the people in Jijiazhuang. He built an underground palace under Jijiazhuang, and he usually practices in the underground palace.
In a blink of an eye, two years passed.
In two years, he first taught Ji Vukong the refining method of a jade talisman, named Zhenyang Jade, which was recorded in the Blood Phoenix Ancient Scripture.
It's just a gadget, its purpose is to prevent calculations and disrupt the secrets of heaven.
He can't always accompany Ji Vukong. Ji Vukong has his own way to go. If he wants to become emperor, he needs Ji Vukong's own sweat.
Therefore, in terms of anti-calculation, Ji Xukong must rely on his own efforts. Ji Congxin only provided one method and stopped taking care of it.
In order to prevent Ji Xukong from guessing her secret, Ji Congxin did not directly give Ji Xukong the magic formula for refining the True Yang Jade.
Instead, he took out three secret techniques and let Ji Xukong choose them by himself, saying that these are the master's secret techniques.
As expected, Ji Xukong chose the method of refining True Yang Jade. He was cruel and refined hundreds of True Yang Jade at once, hanging them around his waist, making a clanging sound.
If the quality is not up to scratch, quantity is the key.
Ji Congxin felt a little relieved. The True Yang Jade grade was not high, and it was just one of the more than a hundred small gadgets recorded in the Blood Phoenix Ancient Scripture.
But now in the Eastern Wasteland, people who are good at calculation are not very advanced.
Ji Congxin has already found out the information.
The divine fortune teller in Zhongzhou has disappeared, and some people have seen the ancient Li people tracking down his traces.
Guhuang Mountain.
The Emperor's face was ashen, and the fortune teller was beside him, his face looked both rosy and pale, a bit contradictory.
Two years later, the Emperor asked him to track Ji Xukong's traces every two days. Every time he was attacked, the Emperor would try to find a way to rescue him.
The fortune teller is miserable.
"Reporting to Prince Tian, I still haven't traced the traces of the Little Void King. He should have found a way to cover up the secret. I'm afraid there will be no way to figure out anything about the Little Void King in the future."
"Your Majesty, can you please let me leave?"
The fortune teller said, "It's pitiful."
The Emperor frowned, a little reluctant, but he knew that if he continued like this, it would be in vain.
"Don't speculate in the future." The Emperor said.
"Really...more emperors." The fortune teller was pleasantly surprised.
"Wait a moment, my prince hasn't finished speaking. You will live in the Ancient Emperor Mountain from now on. The descendants of the Eight Divine Generals also have some monks with outstanding qualifications. I wonder if you can teach them to calculate? Let them walk in the Eastern Wasteland in the future, and there will be one
A way to save one’s life?”
The Emperor's voice was inquiring, but the fortune teller knew that there was no room for him to refuse.
Once you refuse, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave Guhuang Mountain.
"Okay, it's my blessing to be able to live in Guhuang Mountain. However, I have no resources and my practice has not progressed. I wonder if the Emperor can give me a half-official position so that I won't fall behind in my cultivation."
The fortune teller is fighting for his own interests.
"Okay, don't worry about this. As long as you follow me, I won't do anything wrong to you."
The Emperor laughed heartily.
On the second day, more than ten gods from the Eight Tribes came to visit the divine fortune teller and said that they were his disciples.
The divine fortune teller was stunned because he discovered that in addition to three young children and a few mediocre immortals, there were actually five powerful ones, and there was one whose realm he could not see clearly, but he knew that the other party was
He is a high-level member of the Eight Divine Generals and a Dao-killing King.
On the outside, he is a person at the level of the Holy Lord of the Holy Land. How could such a person worship a powerful person as his master?
"Did you make a mistake?"
The divine fortune teller said, as if in a dream.
"It is said that there is no end to learning, and those who have mastered it are teachers. Teachers should not be arrogant."
The King of Zhan Dao among the eight divine generals opened his mouth and bowed respectfully to the fortune teller.
The fortune teller panicked and didn't want to accept it.
But how can he make the decision?
He wanted to cry but had no tears. The divine fortune teller lineage actually brought a Tao-killing king into Qianmen. He was considered to be a very awesome one among the divine fortune tellers in the past, right?
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Qishi Mansion.
In a secret realm, Ji Congxin is undergoing a catastrophe.
After two years of practice, he has entered the ninth small realm of the first heaven of Sendai, and is now impacting the second heaven of Sendai.
If the breakthrough is successful, he will be a truly powerful person.
All kinds of divine thunder covered down, trying to wipe out Ji Congxin.
However, with the Nine Heavens Yuanshi True Thunder Body in her body, even though Ji Congxin was scarred, she looked like a lonely boat in a storm that could capsize at any time.
In fact, it's still a little bit close to killing him.
The vastness of thunder was passed through by Ji Congxin.
Three days and three nights later.
The thunderclouds dissipated and the place became ruins.
Ji Congxin officially became a powerful monk.
He rejoices.
Using mystical magic and taking the precious medicine, his injuries are recovering quickly.
Ji Congxin looked around and saw that everything within a hundred miles was completely destroyed by Lei Wei.
He didn't stay long, returned to his cave, and began to consolidate his realm.
What Ji Congxin didn't know was that shortly after he left, his brother Ji Xukong came to observe the place where he had just overcome the disaster.
Half a month later, Ji recovered from his heart injury, stabilized his state, and raised his strength to an unprecedented peak.
Without saying much, he looked at the scroll and saw that he had gained another Taoist friend. Who has such an honor?
[You have completed the mission and entered the second level of Sendai, great power]
[You get a Taoist friend, and you can choose one of the following three.]
[1. Chaos Green Lotus. One of the elixirs. The fruit of it can make people live another life. I have wandered in the universe and visited many ancient stars of life. I want to be a traveler.
Now he is a little tired and wants to find a place to quietly be a beautiful Qinglian. He is currently somewhere in the Eastern Wasteland. Tens of thousands of years later, he may take root in the Immortal Pond, and when he meets the opportunity, he will transform into a monk.
, has the qualifications to prove the Tao and become an emperor.】