Chapter 1170 – Emperor Lu of the Taiyi Ancient Sect
Xin Zhuo walked on the Qiankun Immortal Dynasty ruins Tongji Peak, surrounded by palace-sized, covered with slashes and traces of age boulders irregularly set in the cliffs and fissures, under the stones there are many decayed ancient palace wood and stone beams, in addition to some carved broken ancient seal scripts of the stone tablets, everywhere speaks of the prosperity of this place countless years ago and the relentlessness of the years.
All around the domains, the seven realms of the Central Domain experts, swept down from their own chariots, flying riders, women, old and young are broad robes and big sleeves ancient dress, look with the hegemony of the martial arts, inheritance of a strong bottom and ignore all the pomp and circumstance.
Among them, the most young men and women, men are all handsome, instrument, women or immortal air or beautiful spirit or enchanting charming. A clear color of the holy market experts, it seems that ten thousand years under the accumulation of the holy market realm have arrived, it is difficult to say what kind of means they have, even if it is the son of the Chosen One arrived here, will also put away a few points of pride, become low-key some.
It seems that there are scattered cultivators, but even scattered cultivators, the origin is not bad, after all, the person who walks alone, how many people dare to go to this place where there are as many holy ruins as dogs, each with a strong background to intrude? A little carelessness, will only be suppressed to death.
Continue forward, across a very wide gap across the abyss of the wooden bridge, in front of no less than thousands of strange shape of the new palace, each palace has its own unique features, such as the Spirit Mountain, tall, majestic, like the fairy palace in general; the big Sumeru Temple, as the earth’s Buddhist temples ……
This kind of handwriting is really unrivaled, for the sake of the disciples of the door of an entry opportunity, born to create a palace.
And before each palace, there must be two human emperor masters of their respective sects sitting in meditation, enough to deter all those who dare to offend.
“Great Sumeru Temple.”
Xin Zhuo stopped for a moment in front of the ancient Buddhist temple of the Great Sumeru Temple, he thought of Venerable Spirit Shadow, I don’t know if he has come yet, has he entered the Human Emperor in these seventy years?
Hidden Dragon and Against the Cang Heaven ……
There is also Tantai Kaede, she is a Bodhisattva of the Buddhist Sect, this time ……
Just thought of this, not far away came an ice-cold voice: “Xin Zhuo that kid this time if he came, will let him know what is the bottom of the Broken Generation Family, sister categorically can not be destroyed in his hands!”
It was Tantai Renyu’s voice.
Xin Zhuo immediately retreated to a corner and looked with cold eyes, only to see that more than a dozen experts from the Tantai family had come, family head Tantai Pi, Earth Emperor Tantai Hujian, and a few Broken Generation experts with Tantai Renyu, Tantai Lingyun, and the seven males.
There was no Tantai Kaede!
Sending a line of people far away, Xin Zhuo looked in the direction due south, five hundred miles away those hundreds of auroras directly below, is a misty, majestic and ancient illusionary mountains, there is the ancient Lai Hui, even if it is extremely far away, it gives a sense of mysterious and vast, unfathomable, and …… seems to vaguely have a kind of summoning to the Sacred Ruins Realm.
Before the sound of the bell, I heard that it is the Xuan Di Immortal Dynasty’s gathering of holy drums, meaning that the ancient coming market is about to open, as much as possible to recruit heaven and earth martial artists to come quickly.
However, there should still be some time at the moment.
He turned around and walked casually, unknowingly stepping onto another mountain path, where there were even more palaces of the major powers.
When he casually glanced at it, he couldn’t help but be stunned, only to see that the golden plaque of a palace diagonally across from him had the five big words “Three Roads Mountain Jiang Clan” on it, which were extremely conspicuous.
In front of the gate, seven or eight extremely unfamiliar Broken Generation Saint Ruins experts were chatting, and Jiang Guiye, who had already entered the Saint King realm, was even among them.
The Jiang Clan also came!
Looking around again, it wasn’t just the Jiang Clan, Ye, Ji, Win, and Zhao had all come.
As expected, the topmost clans and sects from all the domains had come together, and it really was as that person called Gu Zhi Bei had said, this was a once-in-a-lifetime event.
The Jiang Clan, in front of this ancient broken generation power of all the domains, could it still target itself?
He walked towards other places, crossing a large area of magnificent palaces, and arrived at a slightly low-key mountain path, which was surprisingly full of low grass huts, and on both sides of the mountain path, there were also those who were hawking spiritual treasures, blades, pills, and secret treasures.
It is true that where there are people, there is trading.
Since crossing, he found that the nature of this world, is not like the novels he read in his previous life, it’s all about fighting alone, all kinds of workshops, scattered cultivation, breaking and entering, and each other, and what’s more, here the scattered cultivation can’t be on the stage, or the clans, inheritance, and noble families as the mainstream, but this scene in front of him, let him relax for no reason.
Faithfully walk around to see, on the spiritual treasure, blades, potion stream is not eye, all some fake handle, but there is an unattended boiled wine stall, but it is original, this snowy day, drink altar spirits, I think it should be good.
He strides over, to the hair white stall boss said: “How to sell wine?”
The old man glanced up at him, “Wine is not for sale, only looking for drinking buddies!”
Xin Zhuo laughed, “How do you search for a drinking buddy?”
The old man said, “A bottle of wine at the end of the world is known far away, but it can remember the people at the end of the world for thousands of miles… A story for a bottle of wine is definitely not a loss!”
Xin Zhuo sat down on a small horse zipper on the side: “Your own story, or someone else’s story?”
The old man said, “Of course it’s your own story!”
“One’s own story?”
Xin Zhuo thought about it and smiled bitterly, “I should not be able to make up a story in my life, I initially thought that everyone was playing martial arts, but it turned out that everyone was playing with Xuanli Xuanqi’s divine power; I thought that it was the imperial dynasty and empire fighting for hegemony, but it turned out that it was the end of the martial arts path to longevity.
I thought I had gone through a lot of hard work to cultivate, there is always a place to return to, but unfortunately, the place to return to is far away.
In fact, quite boring, making up stories don’t know where to make them up from!”
Getting up, he made a gesture to leave. The old man laughed: “Hahaha, the first time I heard someone say that they have no story in their life, mixed so poorly, will not be more when the float a big white? Here!”
He scooped up a large altar of spirits and handed it over.
Xin Zhuo was stunned, sat back, took the altar of wine fiercely drank a big mouthful, the entrance is spicy, into the throat like burning intestines, can not help but say: “Good wine!”
The old man laughed and scooped up an altar for himself, sat next to him and drank it by himself.
“According to reliable sources, this time, the tens of thousands of years of true qi, resources and human emperor’s rhyme accumulated by the Ancient Lai Ruins can only be used for three hundred Sacred Ruins experts to enter the strongest human emperor in heaven and earth!”
“Where did you get that information?”
“My grandmother was an official in the Xuan Di Immortal Dynasty’s Feng Tian Supervisor!”
“…… How many Holy Ruin experts have come this time?”
“To say you may not believe it, more than eighteen hundred, not including hundreds of loose cultivators, I think that in those years when the epoch had not yet begun, the Saint King experts were already the old ancestor existences that suppressed the four directions, who would have thought that so many Saint Ruins would have drilled out from the nooks and crannies by now? It’s just like a dream.”
“This heaven and earth is vast, the land is vast, and the experts of all domains are like clouds, coupled with the accumulation of countless years, even if he said that there are 100,000 Imperial Extremity Three Paths experts in his mother’s name, I would believe it!
But …… you said that only three hundred can successfully enter the Ancient Lai Market Human Emperor, is it necessary to nearly two thousand holy ruins to fight for three hundred places?”
“Compete for a ball! There are two hundred and ninety Broken Generation Celestial Pride alone, of which the Xuan Di Immortal Dynasty, the Seven Supreme Palaces, the Taiyi Ancient Sect, the Spirit Lantern Mountain, the Three Emperors’ Islands, and a number of ancient medieval sects account for one hundred and ninety Broken Generation Celestial Pride, and there’s no suspense about how ridiculously powerful these people are.
The remaining one hundred generation-breaking heavenly prides were slightly weaker, but they were also the sons and daughters of the top Three Daos Mountain generation-breaking clans of the major domains, so who in the ordinary world would be able to compete with them?
It’s just that the last ten spots are a bit of a spectacle.”
“One thousand, five hundred, six hundred people competing for ten human emperors? Wouldn’t that be a fight to the death? And why bother? Doesn’t anyone give up?”
“There is no first place in martial arts, who would say that they will definitely not be among the ten?”
“That’s reasonable!”
Not far away, two loose cultivators who were unkempt and like wandering martial artists talked about it without avoiding it.
“Little friend, you see that this world is ultimately about origin and inheritance, and this Ancient Lai Ruins will ultimately interpret a joke and sorrow!”
The old man selling wine touched the altar with Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo laughed, “How so?”
The old man sighed and said, “The ancient market can only produce three hundred human emperors, even if the competition is fair, it’s equivalent to booking in advance, ordinary martial artists and casual cultivators want to turn over, it’s difficult, it’s better to cast a good birth in the afterlife, the previous teacher said that all roads lead to the Avenue of Martial Cultivation, but most people can’t reach the Avenue in their whole life, while there are some who are born in the Avenue.
For example, those Broken Generation Heavenly Pride, and then those Broken Generation family boys and girls.”
After a pause, he patted his shoulder, “A kid like you who is like a floating duckweed in heaven and earth, unless you are the Chosen Son, it would be a waste of time to come, I advise you that you might as well leave early and not waste your time.”
Xin Zhuo said, “Although I am a floating duckweed, I also have an unyielding heart, if I don’t try, won’t it be boring?”
The old man looked at him, “Aren’t you afraid of death? This Gu Lai Hui will kill people.”
Xin Zhuo smiled, “I am afraid of death, but I walked all the way these days and found that there are some things that are more terrible than death, such as …… not being able to level what my heart wants?”
The old man said seriously, “What is your wish?”
Xin Zhuo said, “It is not to die!”
The old man pulled the corner of his mouth, suddenly got up and said, “It is an interesting and special person, no wonder ……”.
I do not know why to say “no wonder” two words, waving sleeves, a flash to the mid-air, the body around the true qi floating and sinking, vaguely appearing frost, rain and snow, wind and fire, the whole sky seems to move with it, such as the words follow the law, blink of an exceptionally mammoth palace in front of the distance.
Surrounded by countless palaces, suddenly swept out hundreds of breath terrifying figures, have arched their hands: “See the Taiyi Ancient Sect Lu Huang!”
“Old me has come to see a lively event, there is no need for you all to be polite!”
The old man blinked and disappeared without a trace.
Xin Zhuo silently looked away, this old man was an Ancient Emperor!
Pouring another mouthful of wine, he suddenly felt that this old man was quite annoying, what the hell is it to inexplicably run over and give people a bellyful of negative energy? (End of chapter)