Zhang Ruochen said: "Zhuofang Shenzun, why don't you go to the sword world and invite the swordsman to Wuding Shenhai? The conditions are that he can do whatever he wants!"
Zhang Ruochen looked at Zhang Su'e, who was flying down next to him, and said: "Su'e, in the confrontation just now, Beize has always given way to you. If there is a life-and-death confrontation, the outcome is unknown."
Zhang Su'e raised her snow-white chin slightly and said: "I didn't use all my strength. I didn't use the illusion skills taught by my mother on him."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Your illusion will have no effect on him. At least, with your current mental power, it is far from enough."
Zhang Su'e used two slender jade fingers to twist out a talisman from her sleeves. Her pretty face was filled with a look of victory as she said, "Then I will use the battle soul talisman given by my mother!"
Zhang Ruochen said patiently: "You are siblings, winning or losing is actually not important."
"Father, just because we are siblings, winning or losing is important. Growing up, he could only follow me and do things according to my instructions. If he wins, what will my sister do in the future? He
Now he is becoming more and more rebellious and always wants to rebel, so I have to suppress him." Zhang Su'e was full of energy, but extremely serious.
Zhang Ruochen was helpless. His unwillingness to admit defeat and his bad taste were very much like the Moon God.
Wuyue said: "Then you have to work harder to practice. What's the point of defeating your brother with your mother's talisman?"
Suddenly.
Several people on the cliff, together with Zhang Beize in the distance, all raised their heads.
Look towards the stars.
I saw that in the direction of the main stars of the Thousand-Star Civilization, the Star Soul God's main seat dimmed.
"Wow!"
Zhang Chuanzong, dressed in dustless white clothes, turned into a divine light and appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen. He looked sad and said: "Father, the divine ancestor...has passed away!"
Zhang Ruochen had known about this a few months ago, so he just nodded calmly.
Circles of space ripples spread out, and after a while, Zhang Ruochen led Wuyue, Zhang Chuanzong, Zhang Beize, and Zhang Su'e to appear on the first main star of the Thousand-Star Civilization, the Day Star.
Tianzhu Mountain is all white.
The older generations of gods from all the big worlds came to mourn.
Yu Cangsheng, Feng Qingleng, Yu Taizhen, Yu Chenjing...etc., the most direct and outstanding gods, guard the place where the Qianxing Divine Ancestor is seated. Some have tearful eyes, some pretend to be strong, and some
He was already crying and howling.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The ancestor of the ancestor loved you the most during his lifetime. After the funeral, you should guard his tomb for five hundred years! Is it possible?"
Although Zhang Chuanzong has stepped into the infinite world and has the name of a god, he is the most sentimental among all Zhang Ruochen's children. His eyes are already moist, and he is choking and nodding vigorously.
In the crowd, children's laughter and chasing could be heard.
…
"If I don't give it, I won't give it to you. La la la. If you have the ability, go ask Uncle Hei for it yourself?"
The child running in front was about eight or nine years old. He had a braided braid, and his whole body was covered with silvery white light. There was a bright red phoenix mark between his eyebrows.
Shuttle between trees, palaces, and star towers.
He held a nine-tailed white cat in his hands, covering it in his arms like a treasure.
The person chasing behind him was a little girl with a pair of small dragon horns on her head. She was wearing a blue spirit starfish gauze, her skin was as white as a porcelain doll, and she was slightly smaller than the kid with braided horns.
"That was obviously given to me by Uncle Hei, but you robbed it from me!"
The little girl was not slow. She used the dragon's natural flying skill, stepped on two golden clouds, constantly summoned thunder and lightning, and attacked the child in front of her.
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
The originally solemn atmosphere was broken by two children. Thunder and lightning fell one after another, flying off the hat of a certain great god, knocking down the holy fruit that had grown for tens of thousands of years, and causing everyone to jump.
Mu Lingxi, who caught up to Tianzhu Mountain, saw such a scene. His mentality collapsed and he was so angry that his tooth ached. He said: "Zhang Xingchen, if you are so naughty again, if you are caught by me, I will send you to the hell world.
Practice with your great master. Return the nine-tailed raccoon to your sister!"
"No, no, this is mine. Uncle Hei promised me first."
Zhang Xingchen flew higher up Tianzhu Mountain, getting closer and closer to the mourning hall.
"Whoosh!"
A ray of silver light shot straight into the sky and appeared next to Zhang Xingchen, condensing into a handsome man wearing silver robes and gold armor.
This man, who looks to be in his early twenties, has a third vertical eye between his eyebrows. He is brave and powerful. He casually grabbed Zhang Xingchen in his hand.
"Let me go, let me go..."
The little girl with dragon horns who caught up from behind was so frightened when she saw this scene that she immediately ran away.
"Ni Cai, where else do you want to go? Come with me to see my father!"
The handsome man with three eyes reached out from the air and grabbed Zhang Nicai in his hand.
…
Yu Chenjing has inherited the position of God of the Qianxing Civilization. In the God's Palace where she is located, two little ones, Zhang Xingchen and Zhang Nicai, one on the left and one on the right, stand timidly outside the main temple.
Zhang Xingchen rubbed his little hands, buried his head in his collar, and whispered: "It's all your fault. Who told you to use thunder?"
Zhang Nicai pouted and said, "It's not because of you that I didn't go anywhere else but came to Tianzhu Mountain. If you had returned the nine-tailed raccoon to me, I wouldn't have caused so many troubles."
"The nine-tailed raccoon is mine. Uncle Hei promised me first..." Zhang Xingchen said.
The handsome man with three eyes standing aside, holding the nine-tailed raccoon in his arms, said: "What are you muttering about? If you don't reflect on it, I won't be able to save you."
Zhang Xingchen made a face and said: "It's all your fault, stop pretending to be a good person, huh..."
Suddenly, Zhang Xingchen closed his mouth and lowered his head.
Zhang Ruochen walked out of the main temple of the Tianzhu Palace and said: "It seems that you two don't know where you went wrong."
"Father, we knew we were wrong, we were really wrong! We will never dare to do it again!"
Zhang Xingchen and Zhang Nicai looked at each other, knelt down together, and then started crying.
Mu Lingxi and Ao Linglong rushed outside the main temple one after the other.
Zhang Xingchen and Zhang Nicai cried even harder.
"Mom, Zhang Gushen is not a good person, he bullied me!" Zhang Xingchen immediately crawled over, hugged Mu Lingxi's leg, and cried with his face on the shoe.
"And I!"
Zhang Nicai also burst into tears.
"You still have the nerve to cry?"
Mu Lingxi's cheeks were bulging with anger. She grabbed the belt under Zhang Xingchen's back, lifted it up, and beat him severely.
The more he was beaten, the less Zhang Xingchen stopped crying and his face was full of doubts.
This trick has worked well before. Why doesn't it work this time?
Zhang Nicai was not beaten, but when she saw that her mother ignored her and went to discuss something with her father, her crying suddenly stopped.
After a while, Mu Lingxi got tired from beating him and threw Zhang Xingchen back to the ground and said: "Brother Chen, let's send him to Fengtian. I think the environment of the Temple of Death is more suitable for this little bastard!"
Zhang Ruochen said: "It's not impossible, but the evil ghosts in the Temple of Death are rampant, there are groups of bones, and bloody corpses can be seen everywhere. The environment is still too harsh. Moreover, Fengtian is famous for being ruthless, so he must be very strict with him...
"
The more Zhang Xingchen listened, the paler his face became. He crawled over and said, "Father, I was wrong. Xingchen really knows that I was wrong. I will change it. I will definitely change it this time!"
Zhang Nicai also repeatedly admitted her mistakes, because she clearly heard that her mother wanted to send her to the Eighth Patriarch's grandmother. She had already seen the Eighth Patriarch's bad temper, and she did not want to go there to practice. Going there,
I'm afraid I'll be beaten every day.
Zhang Gushen, the son of Zhang Ruochen and Luo Ji, has already survived the first Yuanhui Tribulation. He has been very calm since he was a child and has an outstanding mind.
The word "Grain God" comes from Taoism, which means the immortality of the Grain God.
Zhang Gushen stood up and interceded for the two of them, saying: "Father, they are too young to understand what day today is and what it means. This is an unintentional act. Moreover, at such a young age, they left their mother.
It’s still too cruel to be close to someone close to you.”
Although Zhang Ruochen had thought about sending Zhang Xingchen to the Temple of Destiny to sharpen his character, he had also thought about sending Zhang Nicai to Tianmo Mountain to be taught by Chi Xingtian and the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon.
But now, I am indeed still a little too young.
"Zhuanzong, I'll leave these two to you! Teach them what filial piety, brotherhood, loyalty, trust, propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame are." Zhang Ruochen said.
Zhang Chuanzong said: "But father... I want to guard the tomb of the divine ancestor for five hundred years."
"The two of them will also go and stay... for five years! For five years, you, the second brother, must be taught well," Zhang Ruochen said.
Zhang Xingchen and Zhang Nicai were both dumbfounded when they heard this, and then started to burst into tears.
Zhang Chuanzong looked up at the sky and felt a headache. He always felt that if these two little guys went to the cemetery to study, they might overturn the ancestral graves of the Thousand Star Civilization!
Zhang Ruochen saw the reluctance and distress of Mu Lingxi and Ao Linglong, and said: "You two just love them too much! They rely on the love and protection of their elders and become more and more lawless."
Yu Chenjing, Yu Taizhen, Yu Cangsheng, and Baizhan Xingjun came quickly from a distance.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Take them down! Congratulations to Mr. Xing for successfully breaking through and entering the realm of boundless freedom."
Bai Zhan Xingjun came to Zhang Ruochen, bowed slightly, made a salute, and said: "It is only thanks to the inheritance of the ancestor of the gods before he was transformed that he can break into the boundless freedom. Otherwise, I don't know how many more years of cultivation will it take?"
"This shows that the ancestors have high hopes for you! Let's go into the palace and chat. God of the Valley, come in together and listen."
Zhang Ruochen walked side by side with Baizhan Xingjun, walked into the hall, and said: "After the Divine Ancestor passed away, I have thought about it a lot, and it is most suitable for you, Xingjun, to take over the position of deputy commander of the Starry Sky Camp."
Lord Bai Zhanxing smiled and said: "Thank you very much for your trust, Di Chen, then I will do my part!"
The Starry Sky Camp is one of the ten battalions of the divine army formed by the Sword World.
Each camp is led by a strong person with an immortal and infinite level as the camp leader. A monk with the infinite realm of freedom serves as the deputy camp leader.
Six god kings and gods serve as flag masters, each leading fifty gods.
One battalion is 308 gods!
Ten camps are 3,080 gods.
Because this divine army was formed to deal with the disaster of the ancestors, the divine army was named "War Ancestor".
The owner of Starry Sky Camp is a Xinghai fisherman.
The former deputy camp leader was the Divine Ancestor of Thousand Stars.
Star Sea anglers rarely participate in the training of the divine army, so the Starry Sky Camp is dominated by the Thousand Star Divine Ancestor. Many of the gods in the camp are under the banner of the Thousand Star Civilization.
The Qianxing Divine Ancestor did not choose to survive the Yuanhui Tribulation, but on the eve of the Yuanhui Tribulation, he passed on the inheritance to Baizhan Xingjun to help him break through the great freedom and boundlessness.
How could Zhang Ruochen not understand what he was thinking?
Yu Chenjing and Yu Taizhen have both reached the immeasurable realm, but their backgrounds are still shallow.
The Thousand Stars Civilization is not without other great powers, but due to its advanced age, it is not suitable to join the Divine Army and participate in high-intensity battles. Therefore, Baizhan Xingjun is the only candidate.
After the discussion was completed, Zhang Ruochen went to the Starry Sky Camp in person.
The War Ancestral Divine Army is armor and combat soldiers refined according to Avya's secret method. The owner of the Death God Island personally carved formation patterns inside each divine armor, thus achieving the unity of fighting spirit, divine power, and spiritual unity.
The point of one.
Even if they don't form a complete divine army, the combat power of each battalion is already invincible.
"Father, I also want to join the Zhanzu Divine Army!" Zhang Gushen said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Will your mother agree? She doesn't want you to be in any danger!"
With confidence and firmness in Zhang Gushen's eyes, he said: "As long as my father agrees, I will have a way to convince my mother. She will support my decision!"
Zhang Ruochen looked at the starry sky camp that had gone away and said: "The purpose of establishing the War Ancestor Divine Army is to fight against the ancestors, and even in the future, we will compete with the immortals. In other words, the enemy is extremely powerful. Maybe the Divine Army we are proud of will not
You will be vulnerable in front of it and everyone will die. Are you sure you are ready to die in battle?"
Zhang Gushen said without any hesitation: "If my father dares to fight, so will I."
"Okay, you go and convince your mother first."
Zhang Ruochen smiled, and in a flash, he left the Thousand Stars Civilization, appeared in King Mountain in the Kunlun Realm, and then entered the Nine Heavens World.
Fifty thousand years ago, the mysterious sword cultivator was suppressed under the jade tree of time. His body has been refined into ashes, and even his divine source has been destroyed.
Only the soul remains immortal and turns into a ball of dark soul fire.
Zhang Ruochen used the Sifang Dayu Seal and Mani Pearl to suppress it.
Including the owner of the Death God Island, the Xinghai Angler, Afya, Zen Bing... many powerful people in the sword world have studied it, and they all agree that this is the soul fire separated from the immortal.
A half-ancestor of martial arts might be able to refine it.
Jie Tian has been guarding the ninth level of the world. He walked out of the chaotic mist and said with a gloomy face: "Why did the wind blow the emperor dust to my place again? This place is shabby and shabby. How can it compare with the beauty of the Moon God Mountain?"
It’s so beautiful that it makes you happy and never gets tired.”
Ever since Zhang Ruochen and Yueshen had Zhang Su'e and Zhang Beize, this old guy has become more and more yin and yang.
Zhang Ruochen observed the dark soul fire and said: "Over there in the Netherworld Dungeon, the fluctuations are getting stronger and stronger. In the long river of time, I can vaguely see a scene in the future. The disaster of the ancestors is coming soon. When the time comes, the darkness will be strange.
Something will definitely be done, so you have to be extremely careful."
"I have to take this soul fire away. You, the old man, are going to protect the ancestral realm of the second Confucian ancestor!"
Above Jie Tian's head, the twenty-first heavenly world rises, causing the ancestral energy in the entire ninth heavenly world to boil.
He blew his beard and glared, and said: "With this twenty-first level of the heavenly world, I can compete with the immortal world. What's more, with the ancestral power left by the great master in the ninth level of the heavenly world and the talisman given by the old man Huaying,
In today's universe, who can break into the ancestral realm of the Second Confucian Patriarch and rescue the dark body?"
"The Sword Pavilion must also be protected. The seventy-two-story tower only needs the Sword Pavilion to be complete. This must not happen."
After Zhang Ruochen said this, he said: "Take care, old man, don't be so angry. As you get older, you need to take better care of your health. The matter of developing and growing the ancestor family can now be completely left to me."
"Get out, get out as far away as possible, and don't come back again!"