In the vast white day, strange phenomena suddenly occur, the sky dog ​​eats the sun, and the world is impermanent.

At this moment, everyone on Zhenlu Mountain was shocked.

Powerful spiritual thoughts soared into the sky and swept across all directions.

Everyone knows that there must be a reason for such a vision. Perhaps there is an ancestral relic manifesting in Ping'an Ruins and it will be projected soon.

These disciples of Longhu Mountain sit in the real furnace in order to gain the shadow of their ancestors.

You must know that when Wang Xiaoyi, an outsider, received the brand of Immortal Master Zhuofeng and understood the Great Reversal of Life and Death, he envied many others.

Those magical powers, even if they are difficult to master, are extremely valuable and will play an immeasurable role in future practice.

Now that the holy miracle has reappeared, naturally no one can keep their inner calm anymore.

Once you gain power, you can ascend to heaven and transform into a dragon. Faced with such an opportunity, even the master of the highest spiritual mansion cannot stay away.

"I have been practicing seclusion for many years. I wonder which senior appears this time?"

"Xu Weiyi, Ming Donglou, Chi Beilan, Su Xuanyu...are these top ten masters going to fight again?"

"Let's fight, let's fight, let's kill... it's best to kill them all. It's best if they all die."

Zhenlu Mountain was boiling with excitement, and everyone walked out of Ling Mansion.

There are two major points of interest in the previous manifestations of holy miracles. One is the identity of the ancestors.

You must know that Longhu Mountain has a long history and is considered ancient among the Six Great Sects. Its origins were even before the founding of the Qin Dynasty. Time has been ruthless and it has created many masters.

Those supreme beings spanned the past and present, leaving behind one peak after another.

Just like the invincible Chen Zhuofeng eight hundred years ago.

In that sacred tomb, there is even a more terrifying existence than Chen Zhuofeng buried. If it were to be revealed, the chance would be greater than the sky.

Another highlight is the battle between the top ten masters.

Faced with such an opportunity, apart from luck, if you want to obtain it, it depends on your strength.

Every time the sacred relics appeared, it was a big battle, with dragons fighting, their blood was black and yellow, and the ranking of the top ten masters came from this.

Every battle is a reshuffle, and no one knows if a dark horse will stand out and make a splash.

"The miracle appears!? Hey, you all go and grab it. I have my own chance."

At a lake three hundred miles away from Zhenlu Mountain, Wu Keming looked up at the sun that had emerged again, raising the corners of his mouth in a sneer.

In the past, he would naturally have coveted the holy relics of the sacred tomb, otherwise, he would not have to go all the way to Zhenlu Mountain to retreat and practice.

But now, he doesn't care anymore.

Wu Keming turned around and looked at the lake in front of him, his face full of pride.

The waves are rugged and the blue water is rippling.

This lake seems ordinary, but three months ago, Wu Keming accidentally spied on its secrets.

Every once in a while, treasures will burst out from the bottom of the lake.

The first time, it was a second-grade magic weapon called [Glass Purple Thunder Lamp]

The second time, it was a natural spiritual creature, [Dazzling Cold Crystal].

The third time, it was a gourd of true elixirs, totaling 10,000.

Later, Wu Keming successively obtained many treasures from this lake, among which was [Extraordinary Fire Wine].

At first, he originally wanted to sell it to Zhou Dao for 85,000 truth-reviving pills, but Xu Weiyi forcibly bought it for a low price of 30,000 truth-returning pills.

This made Wu Keming depressed for a long time.

But right now, he can't fall out with Xu Weiyi. As long as he can obtain the secrets hidden under this lake, he can truly reach the sky in one step.

At that time, the old and new grudges will naturally have to be understood together.

"Top ten!? Let's see who can reach the end." Wu Keming sneered in his heart.

The path of spiritual practice is never short-lived, just like Chen Zhuofeng, who had been unknown for half his life. Once he broke out, he became a late bloomer, and his once dazzling senior brothers and sisters became eclipsed.

He, Wu Keming, could not compete with the miracles of the sacred tomb, nor did he want to compete.

This lake will be his capital for future supremacy.

This secret belongs only to him.

"Master Immortal, is this the lake you mentioned?"

At this moment, a soft voice came from behind.

"There are gods hidden in this lake, and I will come to ferry you." Wu Keming looked enigmatic.

In front of him, there was a young man, his clothes were ragged, dilapidated, and even skinny and skinny.

Chen Jiu, this is the beggar picked up by Wu Keming.

In order to break the restriction under the lake, he has sacrificed thirty-eight people.

Chen Jiu is the 39th.

"Is there really a fairy in the lake!?" Chen Jiu looked at the lake with widening waves in surprise, and his heart pounded.

He was a beggar and could not guarantee food and clothing in the morning and evening. After seeing Wu Keming's immortal method of flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, he was already frightened and trembling, and he fell to the ground.

However, when he heard that there was an immortal in the lake and Wu Keming wanted to teach him to become a Taoist, Chen Jiu started to murmur.

I am just a beggar, a mud-like existence. On ordinary days, those nobles would be dirty even if they stepped on me, let alone such a godly figure? How could I fall in love with him for no reason?

"Huh? Is it possible that you still want to go back and be a beggar?" Wu Keming's face darkened, showing an unhappy look.

How dare a beggar, a bug-like thing question him?

Chen Jiu shook his head.

In the cold winter this year, the old beggar who was begging with him froze to death, and he managed to survive by taking off his thin cotton-padded clothes.

As for the old beggar's body... when Chen Jiu turned around to bury it, he found that it had been eaten by wild dogs and was completely mutilated.

Chen Jiu knew that if he did not seize this opportunity, sooner or later, he would become meat for wild dogs like the old beggar.

"I don't want to."

Chen Jiu calmed down and walked to the lake. He gritted his teeth and jumped in with all his strength.

"A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist." Wu Keming grinned and sneered.

He recited the incantation, activated his true energy, and pointed with a finger. The rippling blue lake surface instantly turned into blood red, and the dark wind roared into a huge skeleton and submerged into the lake.

In these days, he has sacrificed thirty-eight lives.

Resentment turns into demons, spirits are restrained and ferocious, and he does not believe that the restrictions at the bottom of the lake cannot be broken.

The lake water boiled and turned into a dazzling scarlet color, like a sticky snowy night.

Huge and strange runes glowed on the surface of the lake, and the terrifying skeletons gradually turned into shadows and swam toward the bottom of the lake.

Rumble...

Suddenly, deep in the lake, there was a violent noise, like rolling thunder, which shocked the world.

"This is……"

Wu Keming's eyes lit up, but he hadn't recovered yet.

A bright bolt of lightning broke through the lake and rose into the sky, as if a beam of light connected with the sky. The huge skeleton was shaken away by the terrifying power.

Buzz…

In the violent thunder, Chen Jiu's figure appeared. He was suspended in the thunder, but he was not harmed in any way.

Suddenly, the lightning that soared into the sky was like a vine, continuously extending and branching, gradually intertwining, and finally turned into a lotus platform, with electric light flashing and leaves spreading and flowers blooming.

"Take the Nine Heavens Thunder Water and forge my method under the Lotus Platform... Patriarch Hong appears!?"

Wu Keming's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

The Nine-leaf Lotus was a vision cultivated by Hong Longxiang, the second master of Longhu Mountain, two thousand years ago.

During those years, the first Tao King was born, and the Tao King sacrificed 90% of the ancient demons in the world. His divine power was so powerful that it overshadowed the past and present.

Even so, the brilliance of Honglongxiang has not been obscured.

Rumor has it that he was born in a dragon-tiger family, but he has mastered the magical powers of the nine major sects, Changsheng, Taiyi, Panhuang, Tianshi, Jiu Miao, Heitian, Feixian, etc.

He gathered the calamities of heaven and earth, merged the strengths of the nine families, and created the vision of the nine-leaf lotus.

Although he was not the strongest man of his era, his talent and courage were comparable to those of Tian Qi.

Throughout the history of Longhu Mountain, in terms of prestige, status, and influence, Hong Longxiang is even higher than Chen Zhuofeng.

"Hahaha, my opportunity has indeed come. Hongzu showed his sage, but I took the advantage."

Wu Keming was ecstatic. Perhaps the wisest decision he made in his life was to come to Zhenlu Mountain.

Wu Keming could no longer control himself and flew towards the huge Thunder Pillar Lotus Platform.
To be continued...