This is an island in a lake with an area of nearly a hundred miles. The island is extremely full of spiritual energy, and the clear and transparent lake water is faintly fluorescent, constantly lapping at the shore.
On the edge of Ling Island, there are mountains of bones piled up on the beach. Most of them have rotted, but the skeletons of various human beings can still be seen.
The skeletons of these demonic beasts range from large to small, ranging from the bones of babies to the spines of giant beasts over a hundred feet tall.
Not only on the beach, but also on the ground inside the island, decaying bones can be seen everywhere. In such a dim environment, green will-o'-wisps are floating everywhere in the wilderness outside the city, making the atmosphere even more eerie and terrifying.
What is even more shocking is that a huge mountain of bones has been piled up in the center of the island. The number of bones there is incalculable, and they are piled up to a height of more than 700 feet.
At the top of the White Bone Mountain, a bone altar was suddenly opened. In the center of the altar stood a skull statue more than ten feet tall. On the forehead of the statue was a seemingly ordinary white human skull, with a mouthful of colorful...
of orbs.
A white bone ladder made of countless skeletons leads from the foot of the mountain to the altar on the top of the mountain.
At this moment, hundreds of figures were climbing up the Bone Ladder. Even though their limbs were scratched by bone spurs and their limbs were dripping with blood, and even though their faces were crying and begging for mercy in despair, they did not dare to stop.
Because everyone who stopped where they were was picked out of the crowd by the inhumane sand thieves, and then thrown into the bone mountain to be fed to billions of ghost ghost ants.
The Black King City was built around this mountain of bones. A series of extremely luxurious buildings and palaces of different styles are located around this mountain, each covering a vast area.
In a large circle to the outside, there are neat and orderly markets and streets, which are completely different from the chaotic order of the legendary sand pirates.
But Zhao Sheng could see at a glance that all the city buildings and every street were actually part of a certain high-level formation, and the core of the formation was in the mountain of bones.
The large urban area on the outskirts of Black King City is very consistent with the traditional image of a sand bandit's nest in the eyes of the world. Countless stone houses and wooden buildings are built very haphazardly, and large shacks are scattered in the corners. It looks very chaotic and disorderly.
In the outer city, violent killings can be seen everywhere in broad daylight without any cover-up.
The tradition of respecting the strong in the world of immortality is vividly reflected in Black King City.
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Zhao Sheng hovered over the spirit island, secretly releasing his soul and spiritual energy to sweep across the island, and in the blink of an eye, he took in all the scenes of the Black King City.
"Wonderful, it's a coincidence that it couldn't have come sooner! I just happened to experience the mystery of the Inner Demon Initiation Method." Zhao Sheng raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the White Bone Mountain in the center of the city, and muttered to himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole person quietly turned into a phantom, and instantly appeared in the corner of the Bone Altar on the top of the mountain.
The person who presided over this initiation ceremony was an old man with yellow hair and a kind face.
This person's name is Sha Tongtian, and his identity is very important. He is one of the deputy city lords of Black King City, and he is also an old demon who has been promoted to Nascent Soul for many years.
Sha Tongtian looked extremely indifferent, as if he had lost his humanity long ago. This man was completely unaware of Zhao Sheng's arrival.
Soon after, the first person to climb to the top of the mountain finally appeared. It was a frail woman.
But people should not be judged by their appearance! This woman may seem weak and slender, but she is the one with the highest level of cultivation among this group of people, and her strength has reached the realm of golden elixir.
The reason why I climbed the ladder honestly is because this Bone Mountain is too evil, and its strange restraining power completely suppresses everyone's cultivation.
As the first person climbed to the top of the mountain, the second, third, and even more people successfully climbed to the top, but they were all forced to walk to the center of the altar and stand under the skull statue.
Hundreds of immortal cultivators climbed the Bone Ladder at the same time, but only a few thirty were able to stand under the statue alive in the end. The other losers became food for ghost ants in the underworld.
Zhao Sheng restrained his breath and stood at the edge of the altar invisibly, observing Sha Tongtian's every move expectantly.
Looking at the injured and lifeless people, Sha Tongtian suddenly smiled cruelly, and said in a gentle voice: "Listen, we will hold an initiation ceremony later. If you can persist to the end, you will survive. Otherwise, there will only be one
Words die!”
Upon hearing this, the more than thirty survivors were all excited, and their eyes were filled with the desire for life.
Seeing the high morale of everyone, Sha Tongtian nodded seemingly satisfied, then turned to face the skull statue and recited an ancient mantra that no one could understand.
As the sound of this curse spread throughout the Bone Altar, Zhao Sheng felt invisible divine thoughts erupting from Sha Tongtian's body, and instantly disappeared into the colorful orb between the eyebrows of the statue.
In an instant, the orb burst out into a large dazzling and colorful brilliance, instantly covering the entire bone altar and all the survivors under the statue.
Zhao Sheng did not dodge or dodge, his body was "immersed" in this dazzling and colorful brilliance.
Suddenly, countless people's wild laughter and roars sounded inexplicably in his ears, and then an unusually powerful and strange spiritual wave appeared out of thin air, trying to break into his Zifu Soul Sea with a arrogant and domineering attitude.
But they are all blocked by the power of the soul, and they are still unable to do anything to the true king of god transformation.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng made a slight opening and felt that strange spiritual thought found its way in, invading the Zi Mansion space.
In an instant, countless memory scenes burst into his mind at the same time, as if the memories of thousands of people were forced into his mind at the same time. The scenes were all burning, killing, looting, and pure violence!
In an instant, just like all the evil deeds in the world are nakedly displayed in the depths of your memory at the same moment,
This...is an immeasurable torrent of memory!
Normal people's minds cannot hold on for a breath in front of it, and will be easily washed away by the "torrent", and then be polluted, assimilated, and brainwashed by the massive memory fragments, and finally become a member of the collective memory.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In a trance, countless "yous" appear. You are burning, killing and looting, enjoying the bliss of the world, and dying in extreme madness.
Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and two divine lights exploded in his eyes, destroying the weird mental fluctuations that invaded his soul with one thought.
At this time, he truly understood why the sand bandits in the endless desert kept killing them and why they always reappeared!
It turns out that the truth of the inner demon initiation method is actually a kind of evil magic that distorts the will and assimilates the soul.
This kind of evil magic seems extremely evil, but its intention is extremely profound, and it seems to originate from some kind of great law. The mystery of the method is so subtle that even he has difficulty deciphering it for a while.
Zhao Sheng even got a glimpse of a higher-level magic principle from the principle of this method. He had a vague feeling that this evil method was probably the work of a certain demon giant in the spiritual world, and even the Black King City and even this underground space.
This person opened it with his own hands.
"None of the successive gods of the Black Sand Realm took action to destroy the Black King's City. It seems that there is an amazing secret hidden in it. No wonder the Black King's City has always stood firm..."
When he thought of this, Zhao Sheng's eyes suddenly froze and he was already retreating.
At this moment, most of the thirty or so survivors had their minds collapsed and became "living corpses" driven only by desire.
When the last ancient mantra fell, there were only seven people in the center of the altar who could still remain conscious, including the golden elixir female cultivator.
It's just that they are not much better at the moment. Everyone's eyes have become cruel and evil, and their whole bodies are full of violence.
"Kill them!"
Following Sha Tongtian's order, the seven "new sand thieves" all showed excited and cruel smiles, and they attacked the "living corpse" next to them without hesitation.
Scenes of bloody and violent scenes soon appeared on the Bone Altar, which immediately made the sand bandits guarding around them laugh and cheer wildly with excited expressions, and scream and roar incessantly.
As the thick smell of blood filled the air, the dazzling light in the air was unconsciously stained with a layer of blood. At this moment, two pure white flames quietly appeared in the depths of the eyes of the skull statue, seeming to be staring at something.
Zhao Sheng felt a chill in his heart. At the moment when the blood flames condensed, the whole person disappeared from the place out of thin air, but he didn't know that he had escaped unintentionally.
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Beimen City, Ping'an Square.
Deep in a magnificent and luxurious mansion, Zhao Sheng's figure suddenly appeared in the corner of the garden, and then he flashed and flew into a hall.
"Master, you're back!" Sha Sheng heard the footsteps outside the door and looked up, just in time to see Zhao Shengfei coming in. He quickly threw down the chicken legs in his hand and shouted happily.
Mr. Han, who was waiting on the side, saw the master appear. He immediately paid homage with a smile on his face and sang loudly.
Zhao Sheng nodded at him and said to Sha Sheng, "I've finished my work as a teacher. Sha Sheng, please go with me."
oh!
Sha Sheng reluctantly looked at the table full of food, stood up slowly, walked around the table and walked to the chef's side.
Zhao Sheng waved his sleeves and swept away. After a gust of wind, the master and apprentice were no longer in the hall, but there was an extra white elixir bottle on the dining table.
The moment Mr. Han saw the elixir bottle, he rushed to the table like a hungry tiger, grabbed the elixir bottle, and then hurriedly opened the elixir seal and poured out a milky white elixir, which was the first-order top elixir solid nourishing elixir.
It's not that Zhao Sheng is being generous, but this pill is already the most rubbish and useless pill in the Sumeru space.
After leaving the mansion, Zhao Sheng quickly purchased a spiritual cave in the inner city and temporarily settled Shasheng here.
A few days later, there were more than a dozen beautiful maids in the cave.
At the same time, Zhao Sheng also officially assumed the responsibility of being a role model. From then on, Sha Sheng lived a life of darkness. Only various delicacies could soothe his young mind.
In order to live up to the special physique that Sha Sheng was born with, Zhao Sheng took great pains to create a major training method "Red Refining Ten Thousand Transformations Body" for his apprentice after painstaking meditation.
This method is a fire body refining method, which is mainly used to refine the strange poisons in the world. It can not only continuously stimulate the potential of the physical body, but also cultivate the unique spiritual power of fire poison. Once it is refined, it will be rare among opponents at the same level.
If you have cultivated to the level of Dacheng, you will have a certain chance of fighting beyond the level.
A few months later, the chaotic spiritual power in Sha Sheng's body was successfully transformed into a purer red refining spiritual power, and his cultivation level also improved, reaching the fourth level of Qi refining.
During this period, Zhao Sheng had sneaked into the Xinglong Mountains where the Zhao family was located several times, secretly knowing the inside and outside of the Zhao family, and fully grasping all the secrets of the Zhao family and the current status of the family.
Of course, it also includes the grievances and hatreds between the Zhao family and the Beiming family. Therefore, we know where the biggest threat currently facing this branch comes from.
This time, he returned to the Black Sand Realm for roughly three purposes. The first was to see how the Black Sand Zhao Family was developing; the second was to prepare for his future ascension, and the last purpose was for the cross-border building.
Teleportation array.
It's a pity that he has searched through the Zhao's Scripture Collection Pavilion and read all the manuscripts left by Zhao's ancestors, but he has not seen any record of successful transmission back to "Xingxu".
After discovering this extremely regrettable fact, Zhao Sheng also felt a little disappointed, but he quickly suppressed this regret deeply.
In fact, he just wants to go back to the Tianzhu Realm to have a look, and does not necessarily want to return to his hometown. This thought in his heart is not an obsession at all!
For some reason, Zhao Sheng did not intend to reveal his identity, but instead changed his identity to contact Zhao.
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Years pass by in a blink of an eye.
On this day, deep in the Xinglong Mountains, in a deep valley covered with green mountains, there was a gurgling stream with clear water meandering through it. Clouds were rising in the spiritual fields on both sides of the bank, and from time to time, gentle and crisp bird songs could be heard from the spiritual fruit forest.
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In the steepest area of the valley, the stream has nine twists and turns, with dense rocks on both sides. At the bend, the water slows down and converges into a deep green pool.
There is a platform cut from a huge stone on the edge of the deep pool, on which a handsome young man in a green robe sits cross-legged, lowering his head and playing with several spiritual rice plants whose grains are as crystal clear as agate.
He has good facial features, handsome face, and aloof temperament, making him appear to be extraordinarily worldly.
Not far away from this person, an old man in black robes was sitting opposite an old woman with white hair. There was an apricot-yellow alchemy cauldron with three legs and six ears between them. You came and I drove in a series of alchemy auras on it.
, it is obvious that there is some kind of competition going on.
Among them, the black-robed old man's clothes are very neat, without any wrinkles, and the black silk on his head is meticulously tied high. The whole person looks clean and tidy. He is Zhao Yuedu, the only Yuanying ancestor of the Zhao family.
The white-haired old woman opposite him looked much sloppier. She was wearing a moon-white robe with scattered red patterns embroidered on it. Her shoulders were drooped on both sides, her head was supported by one hand, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were sleepy.
Seems extremely lazy.
This person can actually compete with Zhao Yuedu in his alchemy skills, so his status is certainly extraordinary.
This person's true identity is the Grand Elder of the Wuque Palace Alchemy Peak, the Grand Master Chen Mingye, who is known as "Holy Hand Alchemy Heart", and is already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
In addition, she is not only a great alchemy master, but also one of the only five masters in the spiritual farming industry.
It is worth mentioning that Zhao Yuedu is one of the five great spiritual farmers.