God Emperor

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By the lake at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, after Zhang Ruochen recovered, five-colored rays of light flew out of his body, as if his body was forged with five-colored sacred stones, full of inexhaustible power, making him feel unprecedentedly happy.

Even the sky above Lingshan seemed to be affected by the power in his body, condensing into a multi-colored holy cloud that lingered for a long time.

"Tianhe division of labor."

Zhang Ruochen's body automatically lifted off the ground, flew hundreds of feet into the air, and launched a Luoshui fist move.

"Boom."

Deafening wind and thunder sounded throughout the whole world, and a phantom of the Milky Way appeared, suspended in the sky, erupting with a force that destroyed the heaven and earth, shaking the spiritual mountain gently.

Falling back to the ground, Zhang Ruochen withdrew the overflowing holy energy. The colorful luster on his skin gradually faded and was absorbed into his flesh and blood.

Qing Mo was very happy and laughed like a silver bell, "Congratulations, Young Master, on your recovery from the injury. You will be invincible from now on."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and nodded. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain all over his body. Cold sweat broke out on his face, and his blood veins stood out. His legs were weak, and he felt a little unsteady even when standing.

The smile on Qing Mo's face froze, and he quickly rushed over, supported Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Sir, what's wrong with you? Could there be an accident during the healing process?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't know what was going on, but he felt a stinging pain in every blood, meridian, and holy vein, as if it was about to break into pieces again.

Gu Songzi walked out of the hut with his hands behind his back and hummed: "Although the three meridians in your body have been fully restored and even better than before, after all, you have just been conceived, like a newborn baby. How can you withstand the blood and energy?" A violent transfer of holy energy?"

Gradually, Zhang Ruochen felt that the pain in his body gradually weakened and relaxed.

Zhang Ruochen was very smart and understood the meaning of Gu Songzi's words, and asked: "How long do I need to recuperate before I can fight with others?"

"With your physique, only half a month should be enough. Seeing that you are quite pleasing to the eye, I am not in a hurry to drive you away. You can stay here for the next half month to recuperate! "

Gu Songzi said something lightly, and then left leisurely.

Qing Mo stared at Gu Songzi's back and suddenly felt that this eccentric old man was not as inhumane as he appeared.

"Master, are you feeling better?" Qing Mo asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm just a little too impatient."

Zhang Ruochen smiled self-deprecatingly, and then took a deep breath. The aura of heaven and earth within a hundred miles radius turned into a trace of light, poured into his body, and slowly flowed through his meridians and holy veins.

After adjusting the breath for ten consecutive days, the pain completely disappeared.

"Sir, I'm going to catch a wild bird and bring it back to make soup to replenish it for you."

Qing Mo used his physical skills to climb up the majestic Lingshan Mountain and disappeared into layers of white mist.

Gu Songzi has lived here for hundreds of years. It can be seen that this place must be quite safe. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen is not worried that Qing Mo will be in danger. He is ready to go all out to practice and use this half month to improve his cultivation. Go one step further.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that once the news of his appearance in Xianji Mountain spread, many enemies would be attracted to him. Only by becoming stronger in cultivation can one gain greater advantage in the subsequent battle.

"Huh!"

Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power entered the sea of ​​​​qi, and he was surprised to find that the Buddha Emperor's relic was suspended in the sea of ​​​​qi, located above the pure fire, emitting thousands of feet of golden light, full of sacred charm.

"The Buddha Emperor's relic was clearly swallowed by me, so how could it appear in the sea of ​​​​qi?"

Zhang Ruochen felt surprised and stretched out his right hand and placed it between his eyebrows.

"Wow"

The Buddha Emperor's relic flew out of the air sea, passed through the divine mark between the eyebrows, and fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands. It was only the size of a peanut, with Buddhist inscriptions floating on it.

Zhang Ruochen never expected that this time the reconstruction of the three meridians would unexpectedly resolve the hidden danger of the Buddha Emperor's relic.

"It should be that during the formation stage of the meridians and holy veins, as the holy energy circulates rapidly, the Buddha Emperor's relics are also brought into the sea of ​​incoming air."

Zhang Ruochen showed a bright smile. Sure enough, he survived the catastrophe and will be blessed later. It seems that his luck will get better and better in the future.

Put the Buddha Emperor's relic into the sea of ​​air again, and immediately it floated above the pure fire of annihilation, slowly rotating.

The power released from the relics allowed Zhang Ruochen to increase his cultivation tenfold even if he was not using his skills.

"The Emperor Buddha's relic is indeed a priceless treasure. No wonder so many monks want to get it. With it, it won't be long before I can cultivate the Xuanhuang Qi and become a saint in the Xuanhuang Realm." Zhang Ruochen secretly thought.

After entering the Holy Realm, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky if you do not advance to a higher level.

It was with the help of the Buddha Emperor's relics that Zhang Ruochen was able to break through to a higher realm and become an upper realm saint even when all three of his veins were broken.

Now, not only are all three meridians connected, but also assisted by the energy of chaos, the divine fire of pure destruction, and the relics of the Buddha Emperor, the improvement in cultivation will only become faster.

"The mental strength should have reached the mid-level fifty-third level." Zhang Ruochen made this judgment.

In fact, the intensity of mental power is not divided in such detail, only in terms of levels.

However, as a spiritual monk, he has a different assessment of his own spiritual strength. The spiritual monks who have just broken through to the fifty-third level are definitely far inferior to those who have been practicing at the fifty-third level for decades.

In Zhang Ruochen's view, the strength of the fifty-third-level spiritual monks is very huge, corresponding to the martial arts saints of the Earth-Through Realm and the Tongtian Realm.

Therefore, he divided the fifty-third level into four levels: early stage, middle stage, late stage, and peak stage.

The early and middle stages correspond to the saints who reach the realm of the earth.

The late stage and peak level correspond to the saints in the Heaven-reaching realm.

There is no doubt that the Immortal Goddess Fairy Concubine of the Earth Temple and the Immortal Goddess Yinghuo of the Immortal Temple are both at the peak of the fifty-third level.

Moreover, with their exquisite control of spiritual power and the powerful treasures they possess, their strength far exceeds that of ordinary spiritual saints at the peak of the fifty-third level. I am afraid that only people of the level of Tongtian Blood General can compete with them.

The fifty-fourth-level spiritual power saint corresponds to the true saint and the holy saint.

The spiritual strength of Chu Siyuan, the leader of the Painting Sect, is at the peak of the fifty-fourth level. If you go one step further and reach the fifty-fifth level, you will enter a new world and become the Holy King of Spiritual Power.

Of course, what seems like just one step is actually extremely difficult. I don’t know how many spiritual saints have been stuck at that level.

Just like Chu Siyuan, at the peak of the fifty-four tribulations, he has been there for a hundred years at least.

It only took Zhang Ruochen a few days to go from the early stage of the fifty-third level to the middle stage of the fifty-third level. In the eyes of other spiritual power saints, it was absolutely shocking. All this is because of the relics of the Buddha Emperor.

If Chu Siyuan could obtain the Buddha Emperor's relics, he might be able to break through in an instant and step into the level of the Holy King of Spiritual Power.

Next, Zhang Ruochen took out Shen Yuan's ancient sword, held it in his hand, closed his eyes, and immediately felt a sense of flesh and blood connected.

You won't feel this way with other swords.

"Uh-huh."

Zhang Ruochen's arm shook, and the black giant sword thrust out, followed by mysterious footwork, leaving illusory figures on the lakeside.

The sword goes with you, and the body follows the sword.

Just dancing the sword there, Zhang Ruochen was so mesmerized that he did not use the holy energy, but only used simple sword moves.

Tianxin Sword Technique.

Shinichi's Thunder and Fire Sword Technique.

Nine Death Sword Technique.

Time swordsmanship.

…

As long as it is a sword technique that Zhang Ruochen has practiced before, and has read through the sword manual, every move can be performed naturally at this moment. No matter what sword technique it is, every move is very coherent, and appears to be smooth and just right.

It wasn't until a charming fragrance wafted from the distance that Zhang Ruochen stopped his sword and stopped.

"Having understood the ninth level of Sword Seven, only the final tenth level is left. If you use the sword without regrets, you can cultivate Sword Seven to the Great Perfection and be titled Sword Master."

Zhang Ruochen is still looking forward to it. As a sword cultivator, who doesn't want to become a sword master?

Now, Zhang Ruochen is only one step away from the realm that everyone dreams of.

The tenth level of Sword Seven, there is no regret when the sword comes out.

"Sword without regrets seems to be no longer a realm of swordsmanship, but more like a realm of life."

Zhang Ruochen frowned, always feeling that he couldn't grasp the last level. Is it because he didn't have enough experience?

The fragrance that came was stronger, making it impossible for Zhang Ruochen to think quietly. Fortunately, he stopped thinking about it and was ready to let nature take its course.

Qing Mo didn't know where he caught a sixth-level wild bird, but actually stewed a large pot of soup. The soup looked golden, and the soup contained not only meat, but also some elixirs.

Gu Songzi had already rushed out of the thatched cottage, squatting next to the cauldron, eyes widened, swallowing saliva, and said: "Miss Qingmo, you seem to have a deep study of alchemy?"

"There is no research." Qing Mo said.

"Impossible. Each of the thirteen elixirs you added to the soup has different medicinal properties, but they can complement each other, making the medicinal properties extremely powerful, comparable to half a holy medicine. With such a combination, even I Never seen it before.”

Gu Songzi didn't take his eyes off the cauldron, licked his lips, and asked anxiously: "Is it ready yet?"

Qing Mo said: "This is the great tonic soup I made for you, and you don't have a share. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Gu Songzi has been alone in Xianji Mountain for hundreds of years. He has always swallowed blood pills to replenish his body's consumption and has never eaten food.

Suddenly, Qing Mo cooked a large pot of soup outside his door. With Qing Mo's cooking skills and the fragrance emanating from the soup, one can imagine how attractive this pot of soup was to Gu Songzi. How huge?

Gu Songzi said solemnly: "Zhang Ruochen has just recovered from a serious illness and is not suitable for major supplements. On the contrary, I have endured hunger for hundreds of years. I am already very thin and fall down when the wind blows. I have to work hard to help Zhang Ruochen refine the Yunmai Pill." "Recently, I feel like my eyes can hardly see the road, and my head is very dizzy. It's time to make up for it."

Zhang Ruochen came from a distance and when he heard Gu Songzi's shameless words, he couldn't help but smile and said: "As long as Senior Gu can tell the secrets about the dead people, you will naturally have a share of this pot of soup." .”?