After the end of the Great Sealing God, all countries have the rule of the supreme god, and worship them in the future to make the territory grow.

The underground lord is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people as the most ethereal concept, just like the main god believed in by the major tribes.

Most of the people in Jingchu believe in Taiyi, Baiyue believes in Pangu, Western Zhou believes in Haotian God, and Dongyi believes in Zhongtian Ziwei Emperor Star.

There are also some tribes large and small that have different beliefs about the main god, and people are accustomed to these people, and no one has really seen them, but they will not delve into whether they are real or not.

Tang Ping wants this effect, which is plausible but not there, unnoticeable and ubiquitous, to dilute his sense of existence to the greatest extent.

After doing all this, Tang Ping drove the tiger car and soared into the sky.

The tiger chariot is like a beast breaking out of a cage, breaking through the sea of clouds in the night sky, bursting out with all the speed it has never had.

At this moment, all the atmospheric creatures couldn't help but be shocked, a bronze tiger had such power.

The sky in this world is not an ordinary sky, there is no outer space in the outside world, the whole world is in the form of a round sky, and the sky is divided into several layers.

Just when Tang Ping was advancing to nowhere.

The pitch-black sky suddenly turned white, and the golden light sprinkled all over the sea of clouds, round after round halo, like the scales on the golden dragon's body.

The Gangfeng above the sky was stronger, and the Gangfeng hit the protective shield of the tiger car, and the roar it made could deafen the ears of mortals.

Gangfeng was invisible, but Tang Ping had no doubt that if he put a piece of steel out, he was afraid that it would vaporize instantly.

After Tang Ping's eyes adjusted slightly, he finally saw the source of the golden light.

It was nine five-clawed golden dragons, each ten thousand feet long, pulling a car that was extremely luxurious, as if it had exhausted the most luxurious materials in the world, gemstones, agate, pearls, purple gold, and 10,000-year-old sandalwood.

This can no longer be called a car, this is a palace on the clouds.

In front of the palace, near the front of the car, there is a small garden, with a pavilion by the pond, and the man drinks alone to the moon.

This man was very beautiful, his eyes were like the sun and the moon, and his clothes were like clouds in the sky.

The palace of longevity will shine with the sun and the moon.

The dragon drove the emperor's clothes, and talked about the Zhou Zhang.

The moment Tang Ping saw this person for the first time, this line of text appeared in his mind.

He knew who this person was, and this was the psalm that described the king of the clouds.

The ancient god Yun Zhongjun.

Yun Mengze is the most mysterious and the most chic immortal. Have strength but don't bully, don't bully when you see weakness, don't oppress people with Taoism, and don't judge seniority by seniority.

The people who wanted to see him never met him in their lives, but many helpless poets were often received by him.

"Huh?" At this time, Yun Zhongjun also noticed Tang Ping who suddenly broke in, and asked curiously, "Who are you?" ”

"Tang Ping, the underground lord of Xianai, strayed into the treasure land, please forgive me." Tang Ping is neither humble nor arrogant, holding his fists.

"Underground Lord...... Yun Zhongjun, but there is also fate......" Yun Zhongjun muttered to himself, and then looked at Tang Ping, "Mountains and rivers, the universe and the starry sky are created by the Heavenly Dao, and they are shared by all spirits, not something that I monopolize alone, so how can I say trespassing?" The visitor is a guest, please come up and talk about it. ”

Call!

The breeze blew, and the cloud road spread out for thousands of miles and fell in front of the tiger car.

The wind and the clouds transform two boys.

"In Shimozumo."

"In the lower morning glow."

"The great god is invited."

"Okay, then you're welcome."

Tang Ping put away the tiger car and stepped on the cloud road, which automatically contracted.

On the way, Tang Ping looked at the surrounding things.

The two boys are not living beings at first glance, but just conjured creations, and it seems that Yun Zhongjun is quite lonely.

The closer you get to the dragon car, the larger the area above you find, and it should be some kind of cave method.

It's a piece of land.

The trees are Zhilan jade trees, the water is cold spring Danshui, and the hall is bronze red wood, embellished with all kinds of precious stones.

There are some strange fish in the pond, including jade fish and copper shrimp, and golden turtles and silver turtles.

Yunzhongjun gestured to sit down, Tang Ping sat opposite, and Izumo Boy poured tea.

"There is a fire country in the Western Regions, the earth fire will not be extinguished for ten thousand years, and the volcano has a strange tea, which I named the molten fire tea, and I am not afraid of the heat for ten years."

Tang Ping looked at the cup in front of him, the tea in it was as red as blood, and when he took it, his whole body was warm, and this warmth gathered in the dantian, continuously supplying heat to the human body.

Tea is of little use to practitioners, and may be a miracle to mortals.

"It's not easy for ghosts to cultivate, but your realm is rare."

"As luck would have it, I didn't dare to think that I had come to this point before, and I might have to retire to the mountains and forests in the future and concentrate on cultivation."

"As it should be, everyone in the world pursues supernatural powers, but they don't know that longevity is the right way."

Yun Zhongjun is a typical god who is light on magic and heavy on internal strength.

This kind of god does not like to be brave and ruthless, and specializes in cultivating internal strength to improve the essence of life. Fighting ability is relatively not good at it.

Of course, that doesn't mean he's weak.

Cultivation to an extremely high level is the same.

"It is still a great god and chic, and we mortals can only face the troubled times, and we can only seek with perseverance and painstaking cultivation in order to gain a glimmer of life."

"You also know that there will be a catastrophe in the future?" Yun Zhongjun was quite surprised.

"The great god doesn't know anything, and I also know because of you."

Tang Ping talked about the relationship between Yao Ji and himself.

Yun Zhongjun suddenly realized, no wonder he saw Tang Ping so familiar.

When Yao Ji transformed back then, Yun Zhongjun had seen it from afar, but he didn't pay much attention to Tang Ping on the mountain.

With this layer of relationship, Yun Zhongjun's attitude is a lot closer.

"The catastrophe in the future may affect many people, and some reclusive gods are no exception, these people will gradually wake up in the future, and then there will be a good show." Yun Zhongjun said with a smile.

"Are there reclusive gods in the world?" Tang Ping said unexpectedly.

"Why not? There are many ways to prolong life in the world, including the Heavenly Emperor's immortal elixir, the natural unity with heaven and earth, and the method of reincarnation and identity transformation. ”

Tang Ping realized that this was an excellent opportunity to inquire about information, so he struck while the iron was hot and asked:

"Who are they?"

"There are three systems in Shenzhou: Jianghan, Heluo, and Haidai. Most of the Jianghan are aliens and beasts. Heluo is the ancient emperor and his descendants, and the Yellow Emperor is gone. Haidai is a true cultivator for mortals, the eight lords of the sun and the moon, and so on. There are also Kunlun in the west, foreign countries in the north, and scattered people overseas. ”

The future is the rise of the descendants of these systems, or the resurrection of the ancient gods, in short, this is the collision of different systems.

Zhou and Shang actually fought for Heluo orthodoxy.

The emperors of Heluo often have benefits that other forces cannot match, they are orthodox, can sense the ethereal heavens, obtain mysterious powers, and can directly transform from mortals into powerful monks.

This was the case in the Zhou Kingdom in the Zhou Yuan area.

They have a mysterious sense of heaven and man, and they don't need to communicate directly with the heavens without going through bloody sacrifices.

Merchants relied on large amounts of human sacrifice for God's favor; And the Zhou people only need the so-called "benevolence" to let God bestow grace.

Although it seems to be nonsense in various countries, the Zhou people are indeed strong because of this, and the Fengming Qishan incident in the past few years has greatly increased the prestige of the Zhou people.

The haze of Zhou Bo's killing a hundred years ago has been swept away, and now Zhou Bochang is leading the Zhou people to a new peak.

The trend of Zhou people and businessmen competing for hegemony has been seen by many gods.

But some people look at the roots, such as Yun Zhongjun.

Yun Zhongjun could see a more far-reaching battle, a struggle between the major god systems.

"Every region has its own characteristics, if you want to survive, you can choose one to take refuge." Although Yun Zhongjun doesn't ask about the world, he still has a lot of understanding of the outside world.

"Which one does the great god think is appropriate?" Tang Ping asked.

"The Zhou people are not deep, and Dongyi is mysterious, after all, it is located in a remote area and is not recognized. The West is too far away, and the North is ignorant. I suggest big business. ”

Hearing this, Tang Ping almost squirted.

Yun Zhongjun's vision is not good, there are so many options that are okay, but he chose a big businessman who is in the waning mountains.

No wonder it disappeared later

"Ahem, I'll think about it, or just hide."

"Hide? That's just a long way to go. ”

Cultivation requires a lot of resources, especially ghosts, every step is a fight against the sky, the lifespan itself is not enough, and if you hide again, you can only hide in one place and slowly grow old.

"Haha, let's take a step at a time."

Tang Ping thought to himself that he still had more than a thousand years to live, and with the new exercises he comprehended in the future, he might be able to add another thousand years, not to mention the lifespan brought by breaking through the realm.

Rounding equals infinity.

There is also the growth of strength brought about by the expansion of the Yin Earth.

Within the scope of the territory, Tang Ping can cross the Great Realm to kill.

As long as he breaks through the Yin God, he has the combat power to harden the human immortal on the territory.

So there's no rush at all.

After a while, Tang Ping got up.

"I will retire first, thank you for your hospitality."

"Okay."

Yun Zhongjun waved his hand.

Wow!

The smoke dissipated, the dragon car disappeared, and Tang Ping was left alone in the same place, and the clouds supported his body so that it would not be harmed by the wind outside.

"Haha, I'll go!"

Tang Ping summoned the tiger cart and prepared to return to Qunyu Mountain.

The sea of clouds on both sides of the strait is rapidly receding.

Tang Ping frowned and pondered.

The two didn't talk too deeply, and Yun Zhongjun didn't say anything about Yun Mengze.

"No one should take refuge, just develop their own forces."

Tang Ping had a long lifespan.

The lifespan of 2,200 years is enough to survive a generation of immortal emperors.

In the future, if you live a little longer, and then survive two or three generations, it will basically be your own world.

The day and night are too dangerous, just fight for 10,000 years.

King Wu fell, King Ping moved eastward, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and a hundred schools of thought contended...... So many historical nodes have not yet happened, and compared to the magnificent waves in the future, this is nothing now.

Tang Ping's eyes flickered, and he said in his heart: "The future must be the world of Shinto, let you and others compete for each other, the vicissitudes of time, and everything will be nothing." ”

To put it simply, the future is mine.

"100,000 points of proficiency, with a sufficient supply of Qi, at least two hundred and fifty years, during which you may be able to play some side hustles and arrange some things."

The side business of the pill is not bad, the cultivation to an extremely high level, one pill and one fetus can be transformed into a fetus, helping people break through the bottleneck, or create a genius.

The level of Dan Dao in this era is very poor, side effects are the norm, sequelae are high probability, poisoning people is a small probability event, and very few have a perfect pill.

Return to Mt. Qunyu.

Tang Ping entered the Boundless Palace.

The door slowly closed, the room became dark, and the empty Boundless Palace looked extremely gloomy, fortunately Tang Ping himself was a ghost, otherwise it felt really a little infiltrating.

The deep-sea shark lanterns on the eighteen copper wood were automatically lit, and the hall was as bright as day.

Take out the Gang Qi to absorb it, practice the side exercises, and then open the fire to alchemy, and the pill gradually takes shape in the Ding furnace.

If he has nothing to do, he will refine the pill, the pill is a hard currency, harder than the so-called ghost money, and in some places, ghost money may not be valuable.

The pill is still a top-grade elixir, so naturally the more the merrier.

It was when Tang Ping was alchemizing.

There was a violent conflict between the southern foothills and the fire-worshipping country.

Valley of the Fire Tree.

Even in the middle of the night, the place is still bright, and thousands of locust tree-like trees grow all over the valley, and the reason for this resemblance is that the trees burn with flames.

This is the tree of fire.

There are goats under the trees, and the horns of the goats burn like candles.

There is a city in the valley of fire, where the people are not afraid of fire, they are not afraid of heat, they are dressed in fiery velvet robes, and they even control volcanic sheep, or they are transformed into flames to drive away.

This is the residence of the Fire Lamp Clan of the Fire Worship Country.

One of the jurisdictions of the prince of the wind back then.

Rumble!

"Kill!!"

There was a cloud in the sky.

This was followed by a frenzied rainstorm, an extraordinary rain, a black rain of true qi, pouring rain and extinguishing most of the flames.

Above the clouds, there is a group of aliens with the head of a snake and the body of a snake.

"Kill!!"

The army of 10,000 people in the southern foothills was wiped out, and the 30,000 people of the Fire Tree Valley, regardless of men, women, and children, were all annihilated.

The fiefdom of the Windy Prince, the Divine Stove City, three hundred miles away from the Valley of the Fire Tree.

There is a mound of earth in the center of the city, the mound is square, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and a hole is dug in the middle, which can be seen to be burning in the fire.

Wow!

At this moment, the flames flew out and turned into a young man with red hair and red eyebrows.

This person is the eighth son.

"Everyone to the Valley of the Fire Tree!"

With an order, an army of 30,000 marched into the Valley of the Fire Tree. be

The guys in the Bright Candle Divine Palace dared to attack him, this was an unexpected situation, and a barely existing force in the Bright Candle Divine Palace dared to take the initiative.

If it weren't for the fear of the mysterious candle snake, I'm afraid it would have been extinguished by someone else.

When the army marches.

The triennial pilgrimage meeting of the Bright Candle Shrine is about to be held.

This time, in the name of joining forces to deal with the Fire Worship Country after the meeting, Nanlu Hua set the meeting place in the capital of the Southern Luguo Kingdom outside the mysterious space of Jianxia Ghost City.

To the south of the river, the mountains rise and there are almost no roads leading to the outside, but if you look closely, the peaks are drilled out of a three-meter-long and wide tunnel that leads to the depths of the mountains.

Deep in the mountains is the ancient stone town, the walls of which are painted with ancient frescoes in oil paint.

Tang Ping came here for the first time, and he was surrounded by Wei Hu, and he just took this opportunity to introduce Wei Hu to everyone.

There are only snake people in this place, and under the eyes of the snake people who look at the aliens, Tang Ping Wei Hu and some other races of alien deacons came to the main hall.

When Nanluhua waited here for a long time, he sat on the main seat with a big thorn, and his expression was arrogant, changing from his previous gentleness.

There are more than 100 people here, at least three adults don't understand, and these are not the core members of the Southern Foothills Country.

Many people looked at Tang Ping, wanting to see Tang Ping's embarrassed appearance, but Tang Ping walked to the middle of the hall as usual, pointed at Wei Hu, and said to everyone: "This is the beloved disciple of this palace - Wei Hu." ”

Everyone looked at this guy with dragon horns, and they were very surprised in their hearts, the stranger he looked, the more powerful he became.

Rumble!

Before everyone could speak, there was an explosion from the outside world, followed by screams and slashing.

"What's going on?"

"Enemy attack!!"

“……”

Nanlu Hua Huoran got up and gave an order to everyone, saying, "Nanlu Qi, Nanlu ...... You lead the men against the enemy! ”

Nan Luhua named him, and he was in a hurry, and everyone didn't care who was the leader.

The hall was instantly devoid of most people.

Nanlu Hua followed closely and set off with the snake people's lineage.

Only Tang Ping and Wei Hu were left here.

"Master, this ...... There seems to be a conspiracy. Wei Hu said in a low voice.

"I know......" Tang Ping smiled.

Half an hour later.

Rumble!

The roof of the palace was blown open, and flames and sawdust fell in, and the flames turned into a clamour.

Feng Huan was a little surprised when he saw Tang Ping in the palace.

The one who is responsible for all this

More surprises are yet to come.

I saw an exclamation from above.

"What!! Wind and bustle, you actually killed the palace master, Lao Tzu and you are incompatible!! ”

Nan Luhua's voice sounded above, and I saw him take out a pitch-black scale from his arms.

Click!

The scales shattered, and the flames formed a huge shroud, enveloping him from the palace, cutting him off from the outside world.

Under the crimson sky, countless flame-transformed fire dragons danced around the southern foothills.

At this moment, Nanluhua was in high spirits.

"Old dog, wind hustle, you all have to die today! Who can save you now? Ha ha!! ”

"Haha, it seems that you have internal conflicts." There was a sense of crisis in his heart, and he still joked to Tang Ping on the surface.

Tang Ping still looked so old, and deliberately coughed a few times, and said, "Ahem, Xiaohua, what are you anxious about?" Wait more than a thousand years, and the old man will die......"

Rumble!

After that, his appearance quickly regained his youth, and the momentum of the manifestation realm was magnificent.

(End of chapter)