Under the candlelight, Yan Wushen read the secret letter handed over by Da Sen Luo Huang, his eyes were condensed for a moment, and then he felt extremely happy and smiled up to the sky.

The laughter made the candlelight sway in shock.

Chi Kunlun stood aside and asked: "Why is Master so happy?"

"Your father invited me to go to the Heavenly Court to attend the World Conference. It has been a thousand years, and my mood as a teacher has never been as good as it is today. A sweet spring seems to have been injected into my soul. Haha!" Yan Wushen said.

"Father, he..."

Chi Kunlun was greatly shocked, and his face was full of disbelief.

After a while, he recovered again, his face expressionless, but his mind was still in a state of confusion.

Yan Wushen and Zhang Ruochen had many confrontations, and each time was a battle of life and death. Each had a heavy weight in the other's heart. After a thousand years, when he received a letter from his former opponent, his mood swings were naturally extremely violent.

There is sympathy for each other, there is eagerness to try, and there is also a hint of pressure.

It was this strong mood swing that made Yan Wushen, who had been sitting there for 1,600 years, break through the final critical point in an instant.

The opportunity he was missing was a state of mind.

Over the years, my heart has been too peaceful.

"Boom!"

The holy light, the Buddha's light, the dark light, the Yama's energy...and so on, all kinds of brilliance on Yan Wushen kept flashing, and the momentum was rising steadily, shocking thousands of miles away.

In the surrounding space, the rules of heaven and earth began to boil.

"Today, I enter the supreme realm."

Yan Wushen stared at Chi Kunlun and said, "Kunlun, it's time for you to return to heaven!"

"Is there still a place for me in heaven?" Chi Kunlun smiled bitterly.

"As long as you go back, there will naturally be a place for you. When my master has condensed the supreme dharma body, I will go to heaven with you."

Yan Wushen's eyes then stared at Emperor Dasen Luo.

Point it out.

"Wow!"

Emperor Omori's body quickly shrank, turning into the size of an ant, and was sealed in a palm-sized ice crystal.

Yan Wushen threw the ice crystal to Chi Kunlun and then waved for him to retreat.

Of course Chi Kunlun understood that the reason why Master sealed Emperor Dasen Luo was because he was afraid that the news that his father was still alive would be leaked. However, he could not figure out why Master dared to accept the invitation to go to heaven?

What is the relationship between master and father?

Old enemy? Or best friend?

Enemy? Or confidant?

Maybe both.

…

Under the sundial, Zhang Ruochen practiced for one hundred and fifty-two years, and the number of holy rules in his body reached one hundred and sixty billion.

Although he is not yet a demigod, the rules of the holy way he has cultivated are no less than those of a demigod.

In addition, the mental power has been further improved, reaching the peak of level 69.

All the sacred stones on his body were exhausted, and even the Yuanhui Holy Medicine obtained from the Origin Temple was almost used up, and he had to stop retreating.

"You have to find a place to exchange it for a sum of divine stones."

Zhang Ruochen stood up, stretched out his right hand, and looked into the void. Suddenly, the palm of his hand emitted colorful chaotic brilliance, and the dense rules of the holy way spurted out, causing the space around the island to violently tremble.

The number of holy rules has reached 10 trillion, but Zhang Ruochen's combat power did not reveal much.

Because, in the past, his combat power mainly relied on his physical body and mental power. The combat power formed by his cultivation was almost negligible.

Now, the cultivation level has been improved, and the number of holy rules has reached ten trillion. The combat power formed by the cultivation level will gradually replace the physical body and mental power and play a leading role.

If you want to fight against a demigod, or even a powerful person at the peak of the demigod level, you can do it if you reach the top level in terms of cultivation, physical body, and mental strength.

However, if he wants to fight against Yuanhui-level representatives, or against strong men close to Yuanhui-level representatives, such as the former Blood Spirit Immortal, Xing Luo, Yan Yu, Wuma Jiuxing, and Gu Shejing, then he cannot

Have any shortcomings.

Cultivation, physical body, and mental strength must all reach an extremely high level.

The Rules of the Ten Trillion Holy Dao are nothing compared to the representatives of the Yuanhui level. They are several levels behind. However, Zhang Ruochen has his own advantages and some powers that they do not possess.

Therefore, as the number of rules of the holy way reaches ten trillion, although Zhang Ruochen is still in a state of eternal death, he has initially gained the ability to compete with that level.

The highest level in the secular world.

Kong Lanyou, with white hair as white as frost, stood behind, looking at the rules of the Holy Way coming out of Zhang Ruochen's palm, with awe in his eyes, and thought to himself, "Sure enough, my cousin is still powerful. He has been in seclusion for more than a hundred years, and the number of Rules of the Holy Way is just that.

It is more than ten trillion ways. Such a cultivation speed is shocking. If it is spread, no one will believe it."

Zhang Ruochen put away the rules of the holy way and asked: "Lan You, how many rules of the holy way have you accumulated now?"

"With the aid of Yuanhui's holy medicine, during this retreat, the number of holy rules in the body has increased to 640 billion. Now, the cultivation speed is getting slower and slower, and I think it has almost reached its limit." Kong Lanyou said.

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In the realm of ten thousand deaths and one life, by accumulating four trillion rules of the holy way, monks will have the opportunity to attack the realm of demigods and gods in the future.

The further you go, the more difficult it becomes to practice.

In many big worlds, it would be difficult to find a person like this in ten thousand years.

Those who challenge the rules of the Ten Trillions of Saints in the Ten Thousand Deaths Realm are all cosmic-level figures. From the moment you step into the path of cultivation, you must do your best in every realm. Holy soul, mental power, physical body,

Nothing can go wrong.

Just like Nan Sheng and Haike of the Dead Clan, they were born into famous families and had god-level giants as their teachers. They were also extremely outstanding, but for them, the rules of the Ten Trillion Saint Paths were still the threshold.

Although Kong Lanyou got a great opportunity in the second gradient of the endless abyss, compared with them, he was still far behind. He would probably not be able to cross the threshold of seven trillion paths, and it would be useless to accumulate it for ten thousand years.

Cultivating four trillion ways in the realm of ten thousand deaths is the lowest threshold for attacking demigods in the future.

Seven trillion ways is the lowest threshold for reaching the peak of demigods in the future.

Ten trillion Dao is the lowest threshold to become a Yuanhui-level representative.

The more you exceed the threshold, the greater your hope will be in the future.

In fact, after the number of holy rules exceeded 10 trillion, Zhang Ruochen felt that his speed of enlightenment had dropped significantly, and the next practice would never be easy.

Kong Lanyou's eyes were firm and he said: "I decided to go to the battlefield of merit and experience and hone myself on the edge of life and death to stimulate my potential. No matter what, I must break through the seven trillion path."

She also has extremely high pursuits for the future.

After all, it takes a lifetime of death for a monk to achieve his own breakthrough.

"Don't be so hasty to make a decision. Great changes have taken place in the universe, and all kinds of fierce battles are inevitable next. If you want to hit the seven trillion level, I support you. However, you have to think clearly. If you want to reach that level, even if you are not

A life of ten thousand deaths is a life of nine deaths. Only one of ten monks like you can survive." Zhang Ruochen said.

Kong Lanyou said without hesitation: "If you escape from a narrow escape, you will survive from a narrow escape."

"Okay! Since you are so determined, how can my cousin not help you with all his strength? Stretch out your hand." Zhang Ruochen said.

Kong Lanyou was quite puzzled and stretched out his palm.

Zhang Ruochen pressed her palm.

The position where the two palms meet emits bright original brilliance.

On the island, flowers, plants and trees grew rapidly, and the sacred stones on the ground became more crystal clear.

"I have ninety-nine ten thousandths of the original secret, and now I share thirty thousand percent with you. Since the Great Sage swallows the Yuanhui Holy Medicine that absorbs the original power, it can improve the rules of the holy way, and the original secret can do even more."

Zhang Ruochen retracted his palm and said this.

Mystery is the most magical power in the world.

If the secrets of the Ancient Way can't help Kong Lanyou reach the next level, Zhang Ruochen can't think of any other way to do it.

In this era, ten Yuanhui-level representatives could be born in the hell world at the same time. Zhang Ruochen suspected that it was probably related to the birth of the Origin Temple.

After all, the Origin Temple was conquered by the Hell Realm.

Among the nine eternal ways, in addition to the original power, the power of truth can also help monks quickly realize the Tao and achieve higher-level breakthroughs.

Five months have passed, and Lord Jie has not returned. Zhang Ruochen is quite worried that something unexpected has happened to him. After all, the power of the shady in heaven is too strong, and there are many ancient gods who covet the divine source of Lord Fuming Ming.

Zhang Ruochen carved a message light talisman and sent it out.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no reply.

Zhang Ruochen secretly thought about whether to summon Grand Master for questioning, but after thinking about it for a while, he rejected this approach.

Since Grand Master is in heaven, even if the old man really reveals the secret of being alive, nothing will happen to him.

Thinking of this, he naturally no longer worried about Lord Jie.

As for the summons, it is even more unnecessary.
To be continued...