The Emperor of Heaven returned to Guhuang Mountain.
He immediately went to meet the three quasi-emperors who were born to express his gratitude.
"No need to thank you. The emperor granted us this life and was kind to us. This is what we should do. After this incident, no one will dare to attack you, the Son of God, so the three of us will continue to proclaim ourselves."
"The refined divine source liquid is not much, it is only enough for us to declare ourselves one more time, so next time unless the immortal road is about to open, the three of us will never be born again. Let me tell you, Prince Tian, you can declare yourself together with me
Okay? Just throw away the eight divine generals born today."
The three quasi-emperors spoke.
Their goal is to become immortals, and they want nothing more than that, otherwise they would not be sealed into this life.
Many ancient emperors have speculated that in more than 100,000 years, the path to immortality will be opened and someone will become an immortal. Many children of ancient emperors and supreme beings in the restricted area are waiting for the opportunity to come.
"No."
The Emperor shook his head without hesitation. There was a bastard next to him. Who dared to declare himself? Not afraid of being shot in the head during the seal?
"Then if you are in big trouble, go find someone else. Maybe someone can be born again."
The three quasi-emperors said, the meaning is clear - we have already been born, we have helped you once, and we cannot be born again. If you encounter trouble in the future, don't come to us.
The Heavenly Prince understands, and he doesn’t ask for much. Those who can cultivate to the level of quasi-emperor are among the few outstanding people in the entire universe, and they cannot revolve around him.
Unless he becomes enlightened and rules the world.
"Who is the mysterious man who assassinated me?"
The Emperor asked, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes. Apart from Ji Congxin, the mysterious man was the second person to bring him such trouble.
If he doesn't kill him or take revenge, the Emperor feels that he doesn't deserve to live in this world.
The three quasi-emperors shook their heads and said with a little guilt: "That man should be a saint, and he has a treasure in his possession. It's nothing. We wanted to figure out who he was, but someone cut off the traces and couldn't find out."
"It seems that Donghuang is not as simple as imagined!"
The Emperor said.
"Of course, Beidou Ancient Star has many traces left by ancient emperors. Even we and others dare not say that we can get a glimpse of the details. But it doesn't matter. As long as you, Prince of Heaven, step into the quasi-emperor realm, there will definitely be no threat to you.
Already."
"Then...can you help me figure out the whereabouts of the little Void King?"
The Prince of Heaven asked again, taking out the information about the Little Void King, and even took out his treasured fine iron sledgehammer and scraps of clothes. It would be great if he could directly find Ji Congxin's traces.
"A junior? It's easy to catch."
The three quasi-emperors learned that the Little Void King was only a powerful person at best and had no power behind him, so they immediately became full of confidence.
If they can't even find a powerful person, they might as well find a piece of tofu and kill him.
In the art of calculation, in Beidou Ancient Star, only the divine fortune tellers are generally good at it, but when they reach the quasi-emperor realm, with their strong strength, it is not a problem to make predictions on some small things. They are far more powerful than the divine fortune tellers in the capable realm.
But...after a stick of incense, the three quasi-emperors frowned.
There seems to be some trouble.
Neither the Little Void King nor the owner of the Fine Iron Sledgehammer was found.
As he continued to calculate, his face became increasingly ugly.
Looking at their faces, the Emperor had guessed the result.
He was not disappointed, he had expected it.
In the end, the three quasi-emperors declared themselves dejected, facing a stone wall with their backs to the Emperor.
Too embarrassed to see anyone.
…
Since Ji Congxin learned that three quasi-emperors had left seclusion, she did not dare to return to Qishi Mansion. She went to find his brother.
He has a good name, supervising his apprentice to complete the task and not letting Ji Xukong be lazy.
Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the unexpected. You must not have close contact with the Emperor. Otherwise, it will be dangerous if you are exposed.
Ji Xukong traveled through mountains and rivers, and after untold hardships, finally helped Ji Congxin find the fairy grass.
Ji Congxin accepted it happily.
By the way, I broke through a realm again.
After wandering around outside for two years, he made sure that the Emperor did not suspect that the master of Qishi Mansion was related to him. The Emperor never went to Qishi Mansion.
Ji Congxin felt relieved.
In the past two years, he has not been idle. He just changed his training place and followed Ji Xukong around Nanling Zhongzhou. His knowledge has increased a lot, and his cultivation level has been promoted to the sixth small step of Zhan Dao.
During this period, he got a Taoist friend, but he didn't have a good Taoist friend that time.
Two of them are strong men at the saint level, and the third one is the five thousand year old Stone Emperor.
Ji Cong sighed and was forced to choose the Stone Emperor.
On the occasion of her 4,000th birthday, Ji Congxin did not wait until her 5,000th birthday finally arrived. The Stone Emperor, who was well prepared, wanted to take down the golden hand and see clearly.
A major formation was set up, and hundreds of forbidden weapons containing the laws of the emperor bombarded Ji Congxin's saint claws indiscriminately. The Stone Emperor took action with all his strength.
As a result, except for another gap in the Stone Emperor Euphorbia, nothing was left.
The grief-stricken Stone Emperor roared, causing the star field to tremble and his eyes to turn red.
The friendship between the two became even deeper.
Finally, Ji Congxin returned to Qishi Mansion.
As the master of the palace, it is outrageous to be absent all the time.
As a result, not long after Ji Congxin came back, a battle note came from Chi Wuming of Haotian Sect.
Defeated by Ji Congxin with one move, he went back and worked hard. He actually succeeded in killing Dao a few days ago, survived the thunder tribulation, and his reputation was boundless for a while.
Famous in Zhongzhou.
Nowadays, every Zhan Dao is one of the few strong men in Zhongzhou, and their total number does not exceed twenty.
Every one of them is a well-known big shot.
People began to speculate about the victory or defeat of Ji Congxin and Chi Wuming.
Ji Congxin looked at the war post, feeling a little bored.
The outcome had already been decided and he didn't bother to care.
After thinking about it, he handed the battle sticker to Ji Xukong and asked him to deal with it.
Half a month later, Chi Wuming, who was full of ambition and wanted to avenge his previous shame, came outside Qishi Mansion.
Behind him, followed a large number of people, including the elder disciples of Haotian Sect and the Zhongzhou monks who came to watch the victory.
There are very few Zhan Dao duels, but if you learn something from watching them, it will be a big gain!
"Sect Master Chi, you are really young and promising. Now that you have succeeded in killing Dao, I am afraid that even the Master of Qishi Mansion will not be your opponent."
"Compared with Sect Master Chi, I really have to live my life like a dog. I have practiced for more than three hundred years before I reached the eighth small step of great power. I have not made progress yet, and I am afraid that I will never be able to kill the Tao in my lifetime."
"I would like to congratulate Sect Master Chi for his great power and fame in Zhongzhou. With Sect Master Chi's talent, he will definitely become a saint in the future, and there is great hope for further advancement."
…
Many monks surrounded Chi Wuming and said complimentary words. There was a huge difference between Dao Zhan and Da Neng.
It can be said to be two worlds.
Even if he is at the peak of his power, he must put away his arrogance in front of Zhan Dao.
"What are you talking about? I just heard that the master of Qishi Mansion also broke through Zhan Dao a few days ago, and I want to have a discussion with him. The master of Qishi Mansion is unparalleled in power, and I may not be his opponent."
Chi Wuming said modestly, but his eyes were full of smiles. He could break through the cutting path and was complimented by a group of people. How could he have no choice but to do so?
"Sect Master Chi is too modest."
"I think the sect master will definitely win, so I specially bought 100,000 kilograms of source stones to bet on the sect leader winning."
Many monks said complimentary words. They were all big forces that did not have strong Zhan Dao masters, as well as the elders of Haotian Sect's main sect. Zhan Dao was not easy to see. If Chi Wuming could explain some information on how to break through Zhan Dao.
If they realize it, then their trip is worthwhile.
Each one of them believed that Chi Wuming would definitely be able to defeat Ji Congxin, and that Chi Wuming's natural talent and combat power would definitely far exceed that of Ji Congxin.
And this was just what they said. It would be a bit silly to believe it. They were just complimenting Chi Wuming, and Ji Congxin was not around anyway.
As for what they were thinking in their hearts, whether they were buying Chi Wu Ming Sheng or Ji Cong Xin Sheng, only God knows.
Suddenly, just when they were about to arrive at Qishi Mansion, a figure blocked their way.
A young man, who looked ordinary, about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a black military uniform.
Ji Xukong blocked their way.
"It's Li Wuji, the disciple of the master of Qishi Mansion. Why is he here?"
"It seems to me that I am here to welcome you, the sect master, to the Qishi Mansion. After all, the sect master has now become a Daoist. Your status is very different, so you should treat it with caution."
The elders of Haotian Sect speculated.
Nowadays, Ji Vukong has entered the seventh step of becoming a powerful person. He has become so famous in Zhongzhou, Nanling, and Beiyuan. Even the contemporary princes of the Ancient Hua Dynasty and the Shenzhou Dynasty are no match for him.
Known as the most powerful among the younger generation in Zhongzhou, her reputation rivals that of the children of the ancient princes in the Eastern Wasteland.
"Fellow Taoist Li Wuji, why are you here?"
A powerful man from the Haotian Sect asked.
"I heard that the leader of the Haotian Sect wants to challenge my master. I am not very talented, so I want to try the master of the Haotian Sect."
Ji Xukong said bluntly, looking at Chi Wuming with fierce fighting spirit.
"What? Li Wuji, don't think that just because you escaped from a Zhan Dao, you have the capital to compete with Zhan Dao. The sect master is not an ordinary genius. Before Zhan Dao, he was the number one person below Zhan Dao in Zhongzhou. Now that Zhan Dao has succeeded,
The strength is even more unfathomable."
Someone is showing loyalty. Anyway, this won't offend Ji Vukong. It can gain Chi Wuming's favor, so why not do it?
Moreover, this is also what many people think.
Even though Ji Vukong's natural fighting prowess amazed them all.
Who can defeat Dao in the Great Power? There are very few. Ji Xukong may have hope only when he reaches the peak of Great Power.
"Stop talking nonsense, Master of the Haotian Sect, you can only challenge my master after you have passed my level. Otherwise, you should go back to where you came from."
Ji Xukong was too lazy to talk nonsense.
An ancient mirror appeared in his hand, which was a tool he refined.
Mentally tense, Ji Xukong didn't know if he could win against Chi Wuming. He was not completely sure.
But he must win, because his master said that if he loses, he will face death training.
Just hearing the name makes people shudder.
Compared with Ji Congxin, Ji Xukong didn't think Chi Wuming was powerful at all.
"Since you insist on it, let me give you some guidance."
Chi Wuming flew out, his white clothes fluttering, looking like a master.