Chapter 1643: Wangshen Mountain
Under the moon.
Mu Lingxi walked into the pavilion, picked up the wine glass with both hands, and personally delivered it to Zhang Ruochen.
A pair of small hands, as delicate as jade, and the starry eyes reveal a moving light.
Zhang Ruochen immediately stood up, his eyes softened, took the wine glass, stared at Feng Yan and Xiang Chunan, and said, "Actually, it's not that I don't want to bow to the two of you, it's just that I do have a lot of concerns, so I don't want to bother you." ”
Feng Yan said with a smile: "When Brother Zhang said this, he just looked down on Feng Yan. Is Feng Yan a person who is afraid of being implicated?"
"Bang. ”
Xiang Chunan slapped the table abruptly and said, "Stick a knife in your brother's ribs, even if there is a mountain of knives and a sea of fire in front of you, you will never frown." Is it difficult to deal with it, or is it not fake?"
Zhang Ruochen didn't say anything more, and said solemnly: "Okay, since the two of you said so, I will no longer be hypocritical." I'll drink this glass of wine. ”
"Wait, let's drink together. ”
Xiang Chunan and Feng Yan toasted together, and the three of them drank together.
Wine in a cup, drink it all.
Xiang Chunan slammed the wine glass on the ground and asked, "Who is the boss, who is the second, and who is the third?"
Feng Yan said: "In order of age, it looks too cheesy." In order of strength, it hurts too much. Why don't we do it another way?"
"In what way?"
Feng Yan said unhurriedly: "The day after tomorrow is the Fengshentai Conference, why are you more than anyone in the Fengshentai Meeting, so as to rank." How?"
Xiang Chunan didn't think about it, and said directly: "Okay, it's decided!"?
Zhang Ruochen said with a smile: "Brother Feng is a disciple of the Temple of Truth, and his understanding of Fengshentai must far exceed that of the two of us, so he naturally has a certain advantage." Do you want to be a big brother?"
"Yes, it's not fair, I still want to be a big brother. Xiang Chunan said.
"Don't worry, since you have already bowed, you will be your own people from now on. Tonight, I will tell you everything I know about the Fengshentai. ”
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This night, Zhang Ruochen, Feng Yan, and Xiang Chunan drank the wine on the ethereal island almost cleanly, and the pavilion and outside the pavilion were full of wine jars, which was a mess.
Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.
Sometimes, you have to let go of all your worries and do the simplest and purest things.
This night, Zhang Ruochen was in a very happy mood, like a person who had been in the quagmire for a long time, suddenly jumped out, and only felt more relaxed than ever.
Indulge yourself just for a drunk.
Perhaps because of the change in mood, after waking up the next day, Zhang Ruochen was surprised to find that the Holy Dao rules in his body had skyrocketed by hundreds, reaching a total of more than four thousand two hundred.
He could clearly feel that he had entered a new world in his cultivation.
Zhang Ruochen ran the exercises, the holy qi in his body was running rapidly, his hands were pinched into fist marks, and a powerful storm of holy qi was condensed.
"Could it be that you have broken through to the realm of the second-step Saint King in one fell swoop?" Zhang Ruochen showed a happy look.
The realm of the Holy King is mainly based on enlightenment, and at the same time, it is also related to the state of mind of the monk, sometimes the monk's cultivation has stagnated for years or decades, and other times, it can advance by leaps and bounds overnight.
If you don't go to the nine-step path to heaven, you naturally can't know if you have really broken through the realm, but it is a good thing that your cultivation can improve a lot.
In the courtyard, an ancient tree full of red flowers radiates a dense light.
Mu Lingxi stood under the tree, looked at Zhang Ruochen, who had woken up, and smiled lightly: "When you were drunk, Uncle Jing had already come and taken away forty-two tokens, and also thanked you on behalf of the entire Guanghan Realm." ”
Zhang Ruochen said: "It's just a trivial matter. ”
"For the Guanghan world, this is a great event. In the future, that King Wu Han should not make things difficult for you again. Mu Lingxi said.
Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, stretched out a hand, stopped Mu Lingxi's slender willow waist, and hugged her into his arms.
Mu Lingxi symbolically struggled twice, and finally, like a docile kitten, he put his red fluttering face on Zhang Ruochen's chest, and said in a low voice: "Are you curious, why did I persuade you to bow to the two of them last night?"
"I understand. Zhang Ruochen said.
Mu Lingxi said: "I know, you don't want to worship because you have great enemies like Empress Chi Yao and shady forces, and if you get too close to any monk, you are harming them." However, I only have you in my heart, and I hope that you can also have friends, friends who can share the pressure on your body for you, and fight side by side with you, so that you can be more relaxed. Wouldn't it be too selfish for me to do that?"
Mu Lingxi raised his head, a little nervous, worried that Zhang Ruochen would be angry.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Only by making friends and brothers sincerely, others will treat you sincerely." I'm not going to tell my enemies to them, I'm going to deal with it myself. ”
"I'm sorry. ”
Mu Lingxi's eyes flowed with tears.
Zhang Ruochen kissed Mu Lingxi's snow neck, and said with a smile: "Don't say I'm sorry, don't you also want to help me?" It's just that the method is wrong, and it must be changed in the future." ”
"Hmm. ”
Mu Lingxi nodded.
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Fengshentai is one of the few ancient relics in the Heavenly Court Realm.
It is said that at the beginning of the establishment of the Heavenly Court Realm, the reason why the Temple of Truth was established here was that it had a huge relationship with the Fengshen Platform.
However, the Fengshen Platform has been in the seal all year round, and even the disciples of the Truth Temple rarely know the specific location of the Fengshen Platform. It is only at the Fengshentai Conference every ten years that it manifests.
In the early morning of the day of the Fengshentai Conference, a vermilion cloud boat sailed to the edge of the Ethereal Island and docked. Under the leadership of Feng Xi, Feng Yan, Zhang Ruochen, Xiang Chunan, and Mu Lingxi climbed up together.
In addition, there were twenty-two other first-class disciples who were attached to Ethereal Spirit Island, and they also boarded the cloud boat with them.
To be exact, they are all attached to the wind.
Looking at the twenty-two first-class disciples with good strength, Zhang Ruochen secretly smacked his tongue.
Any first-class disciple is a genius among geniuses, and he has a high status in the Truth Heaven Domain. If you go out of the Heaven of Truth and go to the mortal realm under your subordinates, some of the great sages of the weak realm will receive them in person.
From this, it can be seen that Feng Xi's status in the Truth Heaven Domain is absolutely extraordinary, otherwise, how could there be so many first-class disciples attached to her?
The aura of the windy girl was very large, and she was quite cold and arrogant, and she didn't say a word from beginning to end.
The twenty-two first-class disciples present, including Feng Yan, all did not dare to make a loud noise, like a group of courtiers standing in front of a majestic queen, silent.
"The cultivation is very strong, not under Givensa's heart. Zhang Ruochen made such a judgment.
The cloud boat started again and went to the hanging islands to pick up people.
Those hanging islands are almost all cultivation places for Divine Disciples.
There are constantly disciples of the gods who board the cloud boat, all of them are arrogant and heroic, and they are dragons and phoenixes among people. The number of first-class disciples who followed behind the disciples of the Divine Tradition varied.
Behind some of the Divine Transmission disciples, there were only one or two first-class disciples.
Behind some of the Divine Transmission disciples, there were seven or eight first-class disciples.
A divine disciple like Feng Xi, who has more than twenty followers of first-class disciples, can be said to be unique.
Gradually, the number of disciples of the Divine Legend on the cloud boat reached more than twenty, and the boat riders no longer went to other hanging islands to pick up people, but flew directly to Wangshen Mountain.
Wangshen Mountain is only tens of thousands of miles away from the Temple of Truth, the mountain is yellow-brown, there are no plants growing, the cliffs are steep, and it is extremely magnificent.
The mountain above the clouds is more than 30,000 meters high, and the 200-meter-long cloud boat looks like a long black dot compared to it.
Zhang Ruochen and the others walked down from the cloud boat and climbed Wangshen Mountain, only to find that many monks had gathered on the top of the mountain. They came from all the worlds, wearing different holy clothes and armor, and moreover, the Terran monks only made up a very small part, and more monks came from other races.
"Brother Zhang, Brother Xiang, we'll see you in the Divine Mountain. Feng Yan smiled.
Xiang Chunan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, with our strength, it will be easy to pass the qualification test." ”
Originally, if Zhang Ruochen was an envoy of the Guanghan Realm, he could get an invitation post and enter the venue of the Fengshentai Conference openly.
However, from Feng Yan, I learned that the Fengshentai Conference was not only a grand event, but also involved the competition for ancient relics, which would be very dangerous.
The identity of "Zhang Ruochen" is still too sensitive and will be targeted.
So, Zhang Ruochen changed his mind, changed his appearance, and went to participate in the Fengshentai Conference in another way.
Feng Xi, Feng Yan, and twenty-two first-class disciples walked towards the south cliff of Wangshen Mountain.
At the edge of the south cliff, there is an ancient divine gate that is dozens of zhang high, and after entering the divine gate, you can reach the Fengshen platform.
On either side of the Divine Gate, there were sixteen warriors in white armor, and any monk who came here had to hand over the invitation before they would be allowed to leave.
"Meet Senior Sister Feng. ”
Sixteen warriors dressed in white holy armor saluted to the wind at the same time.
Just now, several other Divine Sect disciples who entered the Divine Gate did not have such treatment.
Feng Xi handed over the invitation post, and walked into the gate of God with his hands behind his back. As soon as he stepped in, his graceful figure disappeared, as if swallowed by a curtain of water.
The monks on the Divine Mountain, looking at the huge Divine Gate, and the figures who kept entering the Divine Gate, all showed envious looks. All the characters who can get the invitation post are the top heroes under the Great Sage.
That divine gate is a symbol of strength and status.
Those monks who did not receive the invitation could only take the qualification test to have the slightest chance of entering the venue.
A Xiushi in his thirties sighed: "If I can participate in the Fengshentai Conference, it will be the glory of a lifetime, and returning to the Tianyuan Realm is enough for me to brag for a lifetime." ”
"It is said that more than half of the nine fairies on the "Nine Immortal Beauties" will participate in the Fengshentai Conference. If I can enter the Fengshen Platform and see my goddess Hundred Flowers Fairy, even if I am allowed to live a hundred years less, I am willing. A young man with a holy sword on his back said.
"In the Fengshen Terrace, there are seven secret places that can dig up the relics left by the ancient gods. It is said that at the last Fengshentai Conference, someone dug up artifact fragments in the Bloodlight Canyon. ”
"Cut, what are artifact fragments? I heard the old immortal at home say that 10,000 years ago, someone broke into the dark demon well that entered the god sealing platform and released an ancient demon god. Later, the ancient demon god also joined the Temple of Truth and became one of the top bosses of the Temple of Truth. ”
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On Wangshen Mountain, a group of monks waited and told various legends.
In short, everyone was quite excited, and they all wanted to pass the qualification test and enter the venue of the Fengshentai Conference, and everyone's purpose was different.
"Look, that's ...... Nine golden dragons, pulling a sacred frame. Someone exclaimed.
Everyone's eyes were all looking into the sea of clouds.
Thousands of miles away, nine golden dragons hundreds of zhang long, pulling an ancient car, galloped towards Wangshen Mountain at an astonishing speed. The breath emanating from the ancient car is quite intimidating, and it has the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.
"That golden dragon chariot is a Nine Bright Ten Thousand Patterns Holy Weapon. ”
"Oh my God, even the Great Sage may not have the Nine Bright Ten Thousand Patterns Holy Weapon. What a great man is the owner of that golden dragon chariot?"
Mu Lingxi stared at the golden ancient car, his eyes were a little strange. Of course she knew that it was Zhang Ruochen's Golden Step Dragon, and only every generation of emperors of the Shengming Central Empire was eligible to ride.
How could such an important thing as the Golden Bug Dragon Chariot fall into the hands of other monks?
Moreover, Zhang Ruochen has never mentioned this matter to her.
"Boom. ”
Gradually, Jin Bu Longchaan arrived at Wangshen Mountain, stopped, and the curtain of the car woven by the holy beard and gilt was slowly opened by a suffocating jade hand.
The beauty in the car has not yet come out, and the fragrant fragrance of flowers has drifted outward, permeating the entire Wangshen Mountain, making people feel intoxicated.
The bare rocky mountains are actually growing gorgeous flowers and becoming vibrant. The water vapor in the sky condensed into pieces of white cold petals, turned into a rain of flowers, and fell downward.
Seeing the sudden appearance of the astonishing vision, some male monks guessed the identity of the owner of the Golden Step Dragon Rim and were immediately ecstatic.
(End of chapter)