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Chapter 242: One hundred thousand years of skill

 As soon as the road to heaven appeared, an undercurrent surged across the eight wastelands, and all the holy places began to exert their own efforts.

Some innate supreme beings who have never shown their heads have gradually emerged.

In the great wilderness of the great era, a silent competition has begun.

At this time, far away in the strange source of darkness, an invasion plan is still being secretly planned.

The three strange kings who were killed by Ye Qiu at the beginning were only three giants. They secretly gathered in a restricted area to discuss something.

"Special, this Ye Qiu's strength has broken through so quickly. If this continues, it will be almost impossible for us to fight back."

In the last battle, the Tide King, who was lucky enough to escape, said with an angry expression.

The other two kings also looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"At present, except for the Eastern Wasteland, there are powerful people sitting in other realms. It is not easy to start a disaster."

"What should we do if this continues?"

After pondering for a long time, Chao Luo suddenly said: "Here the eight wastelands merge into one, all races gather together again, and the road to heaven reappears on earth.

Tell me, what would it be like if we provoked conflicts among all races and promoted a catastrophe for all races?"

As soon as these words came out, the two kings were stunned and looked at the tide with disbelief.

I didn't expect him to be so ruthless and even think of such a dirty trick.

If it can really promote a war between all races, then they can reap the benefits without taking any action at all.

"Good..."

The two kings immediately agreed, but how to promote the war among all races is a question worth pondering.

At this time in Zixia Peak, Ye Qiu didn't know that a shocking conspiracy was coming in the deserted and strange restricted area.

Standing silently in the garden, the mist filled the air, Ye Qiu's eyes were locked tightly, looking at the peach tree in front of him, thinking secretly.

"The growth cycle of a flat peach is bounded by the human world. Without external forces, it takes three thousand years to bloom and bear fruit once every three thousand years. If I wait until it blooms and bears fruit, I'm afraid I will have become a withered bone in the grave."

Having said this, Ye Qiu was silent for a moment and shook his head, "No! If you want to break through the realm of heaven and humanity, you must rely on Pan Tao's help."

"It seems that we have to find a way to use the supreme medicine to induce its birth..."

But after thinking about it, he didn't have much precious medicine left in his hands.

Ordinary treasure medicines have no effect. Even if the treasure medicine is purchased and returned after being triggered by the matryoshka, the quality is not much higher.

"Master..."

Ye Qiu was thinking about how to find fertilizer to promote the growth of peach trees. Lin Qingzhu and Zhao Waner had already walked over obediently and stood silently behind him.

Ye Qiu looked back when he heard the sound. After last night's rest, they were all in very good condition.

Ye Qiu nodded with satisfaction and said: "Well... you must be aware of what happened yesterday, right?"

Lin Qingzhu and Zhao Waner were stunned for a moment, and soon understood the meaning of their master's words.

It’s just the road to heaven. Does Master want them to try the road to heaven?

Fortunately for Lin Qingzhu, her swordsmanship was inherited from Ye Qiu, and her strength is among the best among her peers.

However, she has not yet fought against the genius supremes from other realms, and she still doesn’t know who they are.

The little Pixiu before was just a mini-boss, and the real master is still dormant.

Seeing their dull expressions, Ye Qiu walked to the peach tree, broke off a branch, and said: "This immortal road is your only chance to become an immortal."

"You have been following me as my teacher for a long time."

"It should also be clear that the journey of cultivating immortality is full of disasters. If you want to achieve the supreme immortality, you must have an indomitable determination to move forward."

"The spring, summer, autumn and winter can be seen in a hundred years, and the change of dynasties can be seen in a thousand years. Under the wheel of history, I don't know how many people have been eliminated."

"My teacher, I don't hope that you will be eliminated in this competition. I hope to see you in heaven."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Qingzhu and Zhao Waner's heart suddenly trembled, and she was extremely moved.

In fact, they had this feeling a long time ago, feeling that they were getting further and further away from their master's back.

This master who has always protected them will eventually leave them one day.

It's just that they don't know when this day will come, and now hearing Ye Qiu say it, they feel extremely uncomfortable.

However, as their knowledge grew wider, they gradually understood one thing.

If they want to become immortals, given their qualifications, it is simply impossible.

The final result may be to stay alone on this mountain, guarding the ancestral tablets, and grow old silently.

Looking at their weeping eyes, Ye Qiu felt happy in his heart. Seeing that the atmosphere had reached a certain level, he no longer hid his clumsiness.
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