Qingsheng Dasheng sat in the pavilion with a smile and admired: "If the dust, the blood slaughter just told everything, this time, you did a good job, took the Qi Ding Shen Dan, the blood day tribe The overall strength of the monks who go to the banquet will definitely improve a lot. "

Zhang Ruochen's eyes stared at Xue Tu, exposing a cold light.

Blood Slaughter was very aggrieved and helpless, and said, "Brother, I can't help it. With Qing Sheng Da Sheng Zhuo's insight, where can I hide his old man?"

"You swear to heaven," Zhang Ruochen said.

Qing Sheng Da Sheng Dao: "In the world of hell, no monk believes in heaven. What is heaven? The destiny, darkness, killing, death, or gods of **** believers."

The blood slaughter was startled. Where did I think, Qingsheng Dasheng actually came to pit him, this old man was very bad.

It must have been revenge, something previously concealed from him.

Who did you mess with?

Xue Tu hurried before Zhang Ruochen became angry, "brother, listen to me and explain it, it is not what you think. I didn't leak a word to Qingsheng Dasheng at all, everything he guessed."

Zhang Ruochen pours a cup of holy spring and hands it to Qingsheng Dasheng, saying leisurely: "Then you swear again, swear in the name of your Father God."

"Swear an oath?"

The blood-skinned bitter-hearted, divine grandeur, how the monks from all walks of life in heaven could smell like a grandson.

Forced helpless, Blood Slaughter had to swear again.

In his current situation, if he has offended Zhang Ruochen, there is really no room for him in the realm of destiny.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding. I intend to keep it for myself when buying Shenyou Dan. Of course, if those who go to the feast of the Blood Heaven clan can afford the price, I can also sell them some."

Qingsheng Dasheng has a certain understanding of Zhang Ruochen's character. He did not force him, and his eyeballs moved up and down, saying, "This is natural. You paid a high price to buy it. How can you give it casually? Monk? Even if you hit me, it's not so generous. "

Subsequently, Qing Sheng Da Sheng and Zhang Ruochen fell into silence one after another without saying a word.

Zhang Ruochen was very clear that Qingsheng Dasheng came to Hanhai Manor, it was not as simple as chatting with him, there must be something else, so continue to wait.

Wait for him to speak first.

Qing Sheng's grand eyes, staring at the sundial, said in amazement: "It's a great treasure of time. After one year of cultivation here, only one day has passed. It's a pity, hey, a pity!"

"What a pity?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Qing Sheng Da Sheng Dao: "It is a pity that it has been destroyed. It has lost its former glory. Not only is there no instrumental spirit, but the coverage area is only two hundred square feet, and its value is limited. For the gods, the effect is even smaller."

Divine spirit, once enlightened, will enter the realm of selflessness, and the body of the **** will become the body of the body.

Two hundred feet, how can it accommodate?

"The sundial's attack power is still very strong. I am afraid that many gods want to **** the past." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Huh! Rob you? Xiuchen God has been taught so miserably, who dares to grab you."

After a pause, Qingsheng Dasheng sighed, "Blood 宸 and Xiao Xiao are the first-class geniuses of the blood sacrifice family. Unfortunately, although I am an agent family, I cannot provide them with the best cultivation environment and cultivation. Resources. Ruochen, it ’s better to let them practice in the area covered by the sundial during the period before the hunting feast? "

"This ... of course." Zhang Ruochen said.

Qingsheng was overjoyed and laughed: "With the help of the sundial, and decades of cultivation time, before the hunting feast, they will be able to accumulate the rules of the sacrament in the body to a higher level. Thank you. "

Blood Slaughter stood sneering and saw that the old fox of Qingsheng Dasheng was obviously fancying Zhang Ruochen's mastery of a lot of cultivation resources before sending his children over and getting close to Zhang Ruochen.

Even from Zhang Ruochen's body, getting a little bit of benefit is also endless for the blood pupa and blood coagulation Xiao.

"Even the Qing Sheng Da Sheng put down his identity and face, nodded Zhang Ruochen, should I take the initiative?" Xue Tu thought to himself.

"No need to thank, I can help me test the power of Zijin gourd again." Zhang Ruochen summoned Zijin gourd from the world of Qiankun.

At the same time, Xi Xi, Xun, Shen Tu Yunkong, and Zhou Xuan stepped out of the gate of the world and appeared in Hanhai Manor.

The four saints were all stunned. While observing the surrounding environment, they were alert to the blood slaughter and the Qingsheng saint.

"They are the great saints of the undead, and one of them is so unfathomable. What is this place?" Zhou Yan was shocked, and his vest was sweating coldly.

Is this really the **** world?

For monks from all circles in heaven, the world of **** represents death and darkness.

Once they fall into the hands of the monks in the **** world, they must die better than life. Therefore, they have a strong fear in their hearts.

"It's blood slaughter! Why is he with Zhang Ruochen? The relationship seems to be very close."

Xi Xi recognized this prestigious and fierce character on the battlefield of merits, and it was difficult to understand in his heart, why was Zhang Ruochen able to call him his brother as a division?

Could it be that Zhang Ruochen was sent by the **** world to the undercover of heaven?

Xi Xi's heart sank to the bottom of the valley and looked up at the sky, but felt that she could not see a light, as if she had been imprisoned in a dark prison. Next, what kind of torture and abuse would I face?

Shen Tu Yunkong, Yun, Zhou Zhou, all also developed a sense of sadness.

Zhang Ruochen didn't bother to care about their mood, and gave Xue Tu a cry, "Look at them, we will be back soon."

Zhang Ruochen and Qing Sheng Da Sheng entered the small jungle world to test the power of the purple gold gourd.

Qingsheng Dasheng intentionally sent his children to Zhang Ruochen to practice, which was owed to him. Naturally, he did not reject this matter.

The test results come out soon.

"The power of Zijin gourd has been improved by about 20%." Qingsheng Dasheng concluded.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Which threats to the top ten of the Baijing Realm?"

"They? They each have the power to defeat or kill the Qianwenjing Dasheng. Your gourd is a threat to them, but it is not easy to take them in. Unless you can Continue to improve, the power of the gourd. "Qing Sheng Da Sheng Dao.

Zhang Ruochen nodded, suddenly, what he thought, and asked curiously, "Hey, what is your connotation?"

Qingsheng Dasheng is quite contented, saying: "Four grades."

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, and said, "Are you the top four?"

Qing Sheng Da Sheng heard Zhang Ruochen's tone, with a strong sense of disdain, his face darkened, and said in a cold voice: "Four grades of sage, already the top level of sacred, have the opportunity to become a god. Your boy also If you do n’t ask about it, the entire **** tribe, who has cultivated more than five grades of sacred meaning, is one of the few. ”

Zhang Ruochen asked, "How many sacred sacred words does the God of Blood fight for?"

"This, as far as I know, there should be nine kinds of saints cultivated by the God of War. After many fusions, they are transformed into two saints of second taste." Qing Sheng Dasheng was full of reverence and awe.

In his heart, the Blood God of War is an insurmountable mountain of gods, worthy of worship in his lifetime.

Zhang Ruochen was amazed by the fact that the Blood God of War could cultivate nine sacred meanings.

However, with his Yuanhui, only one talent could be born, and he could only cultivate two types of divine sages. Zhang Ruochen's heart was somewhat disappointed.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Is there no great saint, can we cultivate a saint?"

"A saint of good taste?"

Qingsheng Dasheng coughed twice and said in earnest: "If Chen, I know your talent is high, but you can't set your goal too high. You must know that in the **** world, sometimes a whole yuan will be twelve. There is no great saint in 19,600 years.

"The top ten saints who have successfully completed the top ten rankings can be regarded as the most talented monks in this **** in this millennium. However, only six of them have cultivated the third-grade sage, and there are four. There are only four qualities. "

"The God of War was able to cultivate two saints of second taste at the same time. This was an event that caused a great shock among the gods."

"How about you, if you can cultivate a second-class sage, it will be enough to solidify your status as a Yuanhui genius. If you can consolidate two second-class sages, hey, I am afraid those **** worlds that are hostile to you The forces also have to let go of their hatred. Maybe even have to take the initiative to marry the proud daughter of the clan to you and relax the relationship with you. "

"Is that exaggerated?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Qing Sheng Da Sheng Dao: "A new blood death war **** was born in the blood death family, do you think it is exaggerated?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Have there ever been a great saint in history that has condensed a saint?"

"should not."

After thinking carefully, Qingsheng Dasheng said, "Although there are monks in the legend, there is a saint of condensate. However, after careful analysis of the gods, it is unlikely."

"You know, the meaning of God is closely related to the meaning."

"In the universe, the quantity of any one mystery is eternal" one ", that is, one hundred percent. If you cultivate a saint, after becoming a god, you will be able to transform one hundred mystics and become the absolute master of this one. Do you think ,is it possible?"

"Actually, there is no monk who can practice the sacred meaning of the third and higher grades in a single unit. It must be combined with other sacred ideas to have a chance."

Zhang Ruochen thoughtfully, saying: "Can I understand this? If I cultivate the saint of the word of time, once I become a god, I will be able to grasp 100% of the meaning of time and become the absolute master of time in the universe."

"That's right. But that is impossible. Even the original Sumi monk, who only mastered less than 50% of the time's upright meaning, is the result of countless years of continuous accumulation." Qing Sheng Da Sheng Tao.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If I have cultivated the Second Consciousness of Time, after I become a god, I can master 50% of mystery of time? I have cultivated the Third Consciousness of Time, and after I become a god, I can grasp 2%. Fifteen time upright? "

Qing Sheng Da Sheng Dao: "In theory, this is indeed the case. However, there is no monk who can cultivate a single form of San Dao to develop three saints. So, if you want to become a god, you will master 2%. The fifteen-year uprising is simply impossible. "

"Furthermore, is there a 25% time mystery between the heavens and the earth? Is it still unknown? If not, you have to wait until the gods who control the time mystery fall and let the time mystery return to heaven and earth. There is a chance. "

"Furthermore, the Temple of Time has been studying the Temple of Truth and the Temple of Destiny, and has tried every means to take away all the ups and downs of time scattered between heaven and earth."

"If they succeed, even if you become a **** by the way of time, you won't know the meaning of the righteousness. Unless, you can kill the time temple and force the time of righteousness."

"Actually, I do n’t know much about Upanishad. What I am telling you is just my own guess and what is recorded in the books. Do n’t think so far. At this stage, try to gather more Sacrament, higher sacrament is the business. "

After talking about all this, Qing Sheng Da Sheng sighed.

He had a headache when referring to the word "upright".

The sacred meaning he cultivated is just the fourth grade, and even if he is lucky to become a god, he cannot grasp the mystery.

There are too few deities who can master the mysteries.

Regardless of the top ten rankings of Baijing Reality, there are six cultivating three grades of sacred meaning. However, they are the strongest in the **** world for thousands of years, and they are also the main targets of all circles in heaven.

In the future, one of them will be able to grow up alive and break through and become a god, which is a very good thing.

In fact, most of the great saints embodying the Three-Principality of Holy Spirit have died in the Supreme. Some more died in the hands of all circles in heaven.

The step of becoming a **** is too difficult to overcome.

Zhang Ruochen also asked Qing Sheng Da Sheng for some secrets on condensing the sacred meaning. The second talent was to walk out of the jungle small world and return to Hanhai Manor.

The Hanhai Manor was ruined with devastation, and the mud beneath it became dark, once turned into magma, and frozen.

The Bingxu City, where the monks of the Blood Tribe gather, is decorated with the inscriptions of the top saints everywhere. However, the Great Holy Inscriptions were penetrated and destroyed many buildings.

The sundial is guarded by the magical sounds and Zhang Ruochen's five holy faces, and is still suspended in the midair of Hanhai Manor.

Qing Sheng Dasheng's eyes sank deeply, saying: "Damn."

"It's up to me."

Of course Zhang Ruochen knew what had happened.

It is strange that the four saints of the heavenly faction will stay obediently at Hanhai Manor. It is impossible to suppress them by slaughtering only one person with blood.

His body flashed, and he came out of Hanhai Manor.

In the city of Bingxu, there were a large number of great sacred strongmen in the blood-clan tribe, Shen Tu Yunkong, Zhou Xun, Xi Xi, and Xun, unable to escape.

When Zhang Ruochen arrived, the four saints had been suppressed.

Shen Tuyun Kong's body was cut in two by a sword.

And did not die.

His two bodies were hung separately, and two big tripods were placed underneath to receive the holy blood dripping from his body.

"You kill me!" Shen Tuyun Kong's mouth yelled in humiliation.

A great miracle of the Hypocrite Mirror, holding his hands in the air, using the spirit of blood evil, twisting Zhou's body into a twist, the flesh of his body cracked, the bones cracked, and the holy blood continued to flow out, falling into that Big Tempest Santa's mouth.

Zhou Zhen's cry, one after another, was terrible.

Alas, it was very miserable. He was suppressed by another Great Saint of Baixuejing. He used a chain around his neck, like a walking dog, forcibly dragging on the ground.

There were sounds of laughter all around.

Of course, more eyes are gathered on Xi Xi's body.

Xi Xi was wrapped in three blood-red chains around her hands and jade waist, unable to move, as if to be torn apart.

The three chains are condensed by three arrogant blood evil spirits, and the other end of the chain is firmly held in the hands of the three saints of the hundred lands.

No way, the nine fairies in "The Picture of the Nine Immortals" also have great fame in the world of hell. Many monks in the **** world take part in merit wars with the goal of capturing a fairy.

Today, such a glorious fairy appears in the world of hell, and naturally has become the main object of the battle between the great saints of the blood-clan tribe.

Being able to enjoy a fairy is second.

The key is face.

The collection of a fairy in "The Nine Immortal Beauty" as a chamber, or a slave, must be envied by countless monks.

"Cang Hu, Bei Huang, I will give you one hundred **** stones, and give me the Shadowless Fairy."

Emperor Canghu laughed aloud: "It's a big hand, but unfortunately, this monarch does not lack a **** stone, but only a woman who helped me to succeed him, I think Wuying Fairy is very suitable."

"The Immortal Wuying has a special constitution and she is gifted with peerless talents. The children born are definitely not bad. It is better to be my mortuary."

Bei Huangdao: "Cang tiger, blood cry, my emperor will give you one hundred **** stones, plus ten beautiful women in the sacred realm, and give the shadowless fairy to my emperor."

"No, I will have no shadow fairy. Whoever fights with me today is my enemy of life and death." Emperor Canghu said.

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The blood slaughter found Zhang Ruochen's figure, his eyes rolled slowly, seized the opportunity, rushed out, and said angrily: "What are you three fighting over? Wuying Fairy is already my brother's woman ~ www. lightnovelpub.net ~ Do you dare to touch your fingers, one by one to find death? "

With the prestige of blood slaughter, there is no monk, dare to ignore him.

"She is Zhang Ruochen's woman?"

Blood Slaughter: "It's already been."

From the perspective of Xue Tu, since Zhang Ruochen caught Xi Xi and suppressed her in her small world, as long as she is a normal man, she must have done her job.

Xi Xi was indignant, Shen said, "Blood slaughter, you dare to talk nonsense, I'll end up with you."

"Where am I talking nonsense? Don't you dare to say that nothing happened to you and my brother?"

Blood Tu sneered, and said, "Fairy, you better tell the truth. With my brother as a backer, you can live a better life in hell. Otherwise, it will fall into the hands of the three of them, and now you are still interested in you, maybe After a few years, I will treat you as a gift and give it to another great saint. Or, give it to Xinghai World, of course, the slave, and auction it out. "