The cultivation system of the Wanyang Realm is the strongest that An Qisheng has seen across the realms, and secondly, it is the cultivation system of the Great Realm of the Hidden Forest that he learned from the Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Boy.

The latter may have a higher upper limit due to the upper access to the Witch God Realm, but in terms of the same level, it is far from being comparable to the Wanyang Realm.

Obedient to adult, reverse to immortal.

The cultivation of this realm is all the cultivation against the sky.

Seize the essence of heaven and earth and achieve yourself, this road, to the cave, reached the peak.

Then, the Cave Tribulation was derived.

Since the appearance of this realm in the cave heaven until now, it is impossible to avoid it from the cave heaven to the supreme being.

Of course, as early as ancient times, when the True Form Realm appeared, this calamity already existed, and the essence of heaven and earth would be devoured by heaven and earth.

The True Form Realm back then, then the Spirit Realm, and now the Cave Heaven Tribulation, are all the same.

This calamity that can come at any time will not reduce the danger because of the improvement of your cultivation strength, and the monks of this realm who are persecuted must be at the peak all the time.

And, it has to get stronger and stronger!

Otherwise, you will die!

Because of this, the cultivation speed of the cultivators in this realm was astonishingly fast in the eyes of the Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child, and it was even more powerful to an incredible extent above the battle.

"You're going to trigger my Cave Heaven Tribulation?"

At this moment, Qianshi couldn't help but change color.

The monk has a calamity, but the only thing that can change the color of a person like him is the calamity of the Cave Heaven.

Any monk, even the Supreme, can only be at the peak of his peak to be free from the catastrophe of the Cave Heaven, and no monk can not be afraid of the Cave Heaven Tribulation.

"Not bad."

An Qisheng nodded slightly, without any concealment: "I am very interested in the formation of the Cave Heaven Tribulation. ”

"You're looking for death."

Qianshi replied in a deep voice.

Throughout the ages, in response to the catastrophe of the cave sky, countless heavenly heroes have opened up countless methods to avoid the catastrophe, cross the catastrophe, and break the catastrophe.

But any way to break the catastrophe can only be broken for a while, not for a lifetime, and after a while, you will face a more violent catastrophe.

Gradually, the Cave Tribulation has become a taboo.

He didn't expect that this Yuanyang Daoist would actually think of using himself as a sacrifice to experiment with the Cave Heaven Tribulation.

"Nine realms and eleven steps, the wisdom of the predecessors is through the sky, and there is no imperfection, but in the end, those who are too perfect will be jealous of the heavens."

An Qisheng stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "This is the law against the sky." ”

The method of perfection will be jealous of heaven, which does not mean that heaven and earth will be jealous, but that all the great power is truly attributed to itself, without flaws and perfect.

It will inevitably lead to the loss of the sense of heaven and earth.

Even if a person dies like a lamp going out, and all kinds of qi return to the void, everything between heaven and earth will not increase or decrease.

In other words, people don't like the extra 'tumor' in the body, even if the 'tumor' may be benign and belongs to them.

Hearing An Qisheng's words, Qianshi's expression moved, but the anger in his heart was extinguished a lot, but his face was still cold: "My generation of monks, I have taken my life against the sky, ancient and modern, what's wrong?" ”

"No, there's no wrong."

Anderson shook his head.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this method, and even this kind of cultivation was extremely amazing.

It doesn't matter if it's against the sky, or if it's good, there is no superiority, and there is no right or wrong.

It's just that this kind of cultivation is too difficult and too painful.

Qianshi looked at him coldly, without words.

"It's just that if you can change it a little, it's always good." An Qisheng looked at the void from afar, his eyes faint.

If the cave is useless to the sky, then calamity will come.

If it is changed, it may not only eliminate the catastrophe, but also have unexpected effects.

"Do you want to be a Great Heavenly Venerable, open up the tenth realm, the twelfth step?"

Qianshi's eyes froze, and he wanted to laugh, but he was a little shocked.

"What do you do with the Great Heavenly Venerable?"

An Qisheng smiled dumbly: "The honorific title is given by others, and it is not sealed by myself, I do my own thing, where do I care about that?" ”

Supreme, Holy Emperor, Heavenly Venerable, Great Heavenly Venerable, Sage, Divine ...... Such titles are all honorific titles for those who have attained enlightenment for those who have attained enlightenment.

Where is it that you say you will do it?

The so-called supreme man has no self, God and man have no merit, and the saint has no name, but that's it.

"What are you going to do?" Qian Shishi didn't underestimate the thoughts of the white-haired Taoist in front of him, and even a trace of curiosity rose in his heart.

No matter what the origin of this person is, being able to cultivate such a realm in the world today is already an earth-shattering talent.

He didn't think he could do anything.

But that didn't stop him from being interested.

"If cultivation is to take your life from the sky, then you might as well change your ......"

An Qisheng's eyes fell, and his expression was calm:

"With the law of the heavens, and the deeds of the heavens,

The way to cut the sky! ”

......

Whew~

The cold wind blew overnight, Tianjiao City was dressed in silver, everything was silent, and vitality returned to the earth.

Tianjiao City is extremely lively.

Now it is the 100th day of Emperor Tianding's departure, and the fourth prince Li Siyuan has only ascended the throne as emperor under the support of many ministers and princes.

Changed the country name to 'Tianshou'.

And in the past 100 days, including the fourth prince and the fourteenth princess, many people have come to see An Qisheng more than once.

The latter insisted on not accepting it, and the fourth prince, now Emperor Tianshou, had just ascended the throne.

While~

While~

While~

Among the nine major urban areas of Tianjiao City, there are bells echoing, and the masculine blood of the Dao is flourishing, and the wind and snow all over the city are drummed by this blood qi, and they have disappeared.

In the middle of winter, the city is warm.

The heat soared into the air, rushing up the rolling snowflakes and cold wind, condensing into large expanses of ice crystals above the sky, and then turning into rain and falling, but before it fell into the city, it had already dissipated.

The change of the head of a country is naturally not a trivial matter, and it is even more so for many people in Tianjiao City.

Emperor Tianding has been sitting in Tianjiao City for thousands of years, and he has people who are grateful for his kindness.

After the 100-day memorial, it evolved into support for the new lord.

In the midst of a bustling street, Anqisheng paced.

During these 100 days, he did not retreat and practice penance, and in addition to the necessary purple qi every day, he instructed Zhu Dahai to practice and 'discuss the Tao' with the Qianshi in the Cave Heaven.

It's about slowly digesting what you've gained.

Although the method of entering dreams has many limitations, it is difficult to enter the all-knowing world when he was in the Jiufu Realm, but he has also gained a lot in the past three years.

Especially the inheritance contained in the twelve feudal spirit treasures.

The inheritance of the strongmen of the Twelve Realms of the One Realm, even if there is a gap in the cultivation of the Fa in this life, is also a great wealth.

Any inheritance can create a sect, twelve inheritances, and in terms of quantity, it has already surpassed the nine inheritances of the Taiyi Sect.

Not to mention, there is also the 'Taiyi Xuanmen Nine Transformation Gong' that An Qisheng obtained from the 'Gate of All Wonders'.

The harvest is huge, and naturally it needs to be more delicate and carefully 'digested'.

In 100 days, this was the first time he had gone out.

also responded to the invitation of the former fourth prince and now Emperor Tianshou.

"The change of royal power, the flow of luck, in the end, is a thousand-year-old dynasty with roots."

Feeling the change of luck in this city, An Qisheng's heart moved slightly.

The luck of one person is luck, and the luck of a country is luck.

The former is the number of fate, and the latter is the desire of the people, and the national fortune is vague and illusory, but it is real.

In a country with good luck, even in difficult times, there are people who can turn the tide, and it is impossible to say that it will be able to continue the country's fortune.

A dynasty with scattered luck may encounter misfortune at its peak, or a dim king, or a minister who wields power, or a lawless people, or a demon who calamities the country.

"Sugar, sugar."

Zhu Dahai held a puff of candy, and the feeding seemed to have grown a little bit of chicks, and his actions were rude, making the latter roll his eyes.

Fortunately, this little chick is a little stronger than before, otherwise it would not be able to withstand the ravages of Zhu Dahai, who is more physically powerful at this time.

Under the guidance of more than two years, Zhu Dahai, a natural 'atavistic' bloodline, has grown extremely fast.

Although he was limited by his wisdom and did not enter the realm of ten thousand laws, his physique was much stronger than it used to be.

Among the people of the same rank, there are not too many people in the entire Dongzhou who can be compared with them in terms of pure strength.

Today, Tianjiao City is extremely lively, and there are naturally more vendors of all kinds.

Those who buy and sell medicinal herbs, pills, privately sell the remnants of the exercises, sell the flesh of spirit animals, spiritual rice, spiritual plants, spiritual grass, and so on.

An Qisheng has not been exposed to fireworks for a long time, and when he walked in it, he had a special feeling in his heart.

Cultivators, it seems that the more they practice, the less human they feel.

In fact, it's not that the human taste is weak, but that there is no previous state of mind, even if it is An Qisheng at this time, it is difficult to have the same state of mind as before.

Once upon a time, a child who could be happy for a long time with a string of sugar gourds only stayed in the past.

"Huh."

Just walked through the eighth district and came to the ninth district, An Qisheng's heart moved.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he landed on a stall on the corner of the road.

The length and width of the stall was no bigger than a dining table, and the stall owner was an old man who was not very well-dressed and looked a little sloppy.

This old man, with deep black eyes, is a little scary, and at first glance, it seems that he has two big holes in his face, which is quite eye-catching.

From time to time, pedestrians stopped in front of the stalls, but every time they asked, they scolded and left.

An Qisheng swept his eyes, and there were hundreds of long and short knives of different styles and materials and high and low quality scattered on the stall.

Some of them are sharp and chill through the scabbard, while some don't even have a scabbard, and the blade is rusty.

At this time, a young man shook his head and left scoldingly: "A broken knife, asking me for thirty Tianding Pills, it's crazy!" ”

"Alas, young people nowadays have no patience at all."

The old man was a little fat, with his hands in his cuffs, and shook his head again and again: "Do you have patience, and you don't recognize even words?" ”

An Qisheng glanced at the side of the stall, where there was a small flag, on which the dragon flying and the phoenix danced with eight big characters:

Depending on the price of the person, you can buy it on credit.

"Something interesting."

An Qisheng pinched it casually, took out a treasure knife with a blade like autumn water from the stall, and asked lightly: "How much does this knife cost?" ”