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Chapter 461 Nine Heavens

 Time passes, and one year flies by.

The Changsheng Dao League ruled the world and changed the old style of the Dali Dynasty. Internally, it invested a lot of manpower and material resources. Within a year, it built Taoist temples one after another in various places in the Dao League, with county, county and Tao levels.

Division, external relations, using the formed war department as a sharp blade, cutting down mountains and temples, using iron-blooded means to suppress all dissatisfaction, including monsters, ghosts and humans, erasing the traces left by the Dali Dynasty in the shortest possible time, allowing power to return to the

Unify.

In time, the world will only know about the Changsheng Taoist Alliance but not the Dali Dynasty. Moreover, with the establishment of Wanfa Pavilion, the Taoist Alliance will mediate and regulate, and various forces will exchange their needs. After tasting the sweetness, all the forces will be interested in building the Taoist Alliance.

Unprecedented enthusiasm erupted. During this process, the Alchemy Department and the Equipment Department were established one after another, and the plan to refine the Dao Dao Palace, the headquarters of the Dao Alliance, was officially put on the agenda.

According to the original plan, this avenue palace will be built based on the battle city left by the Bai family, the Beast King Sect and the Zhao family. But now each family has higher expectations. They hope that this avenue palace can have a Taoist artifact comparable to that of the Bai family.

Only in this way can the fate of the Taoist alliance be suppressed.

With the completion of this series of measures, the originally somewhat scattered destiny of the Changsheng Taoist Alliance suddenly solidified a lot and tended to take form.

Longhu Mountain, Feilai Peak, Huangting Blessed Land.

The sound of the Tao echoed, sitting cross-legged on the stone lotus, Zhang Chunyi's soul went straight into Qingming.

There are nine levels in the sky, and thunder is entrenched in each level. It is the manifestation of the power of heaven, and there is great terror hidden deep inside. It is said that if a monk can cross the nine levels of heaven, he can transcend the world.

The accumulation has been enough, the soul continues to rise, breaking through an invisible limit, a new world appears in front of Zhang Chunyi, this is the ocean of thunder.

Boom, thunder exploded, and all kinds of thunder were moving here like thunder snakes. The mighty power of heaven filled the whole world, and it seemed that there was no room for evil.

"Every breath here contains the power of thunder."

The earth evil technique·Yueyin covered himself, and his aura was not revealed. Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Chunyi's heart was filled with waves.

The essence of Yang Shen was close to the physical body. He tried to take a breath, and Zhang Chun felt that his whole body was numb.

"It is rumored that the ninth heaven becomes more mysterious as you go up. The first heaven is already like this. I wonder what the ninth heaven will look like?"

Absorbing the essence of thunder and looking into the void, Zhang Chunyi's thoughts kept turning, but each heaven was like a small world. From the first heaven, he could not see the scene of the second heaven at all.

"It's time to get started."

Feeling that he had completely adapted to the environment here, Zhang Chunyi let go of his breath.

The next moment, thunder exploded, and the dazzling thunder light illuminated the sky and the earth. Like a shark smelling blood, the rolling thunder swept towards Zhang Chunyi. Except for thunder, there is no room for aliens here.

Boom, a bolt of thunder fell, and Zhang Chunyi's soul remained motionless. He has accumulated enough since he has been practicing.

The violence of the thunder was vented, absorbing the essence of the thunder, washing away his own Yin, feeling the subtle changes in his soul, sitting cross-legged in the void, relaxing his mind, chanting Huang Ting quietly, Zhang Chunyi allowed thousands of thunder to hit him

body.

As each thunderbolt falls, the yin essence in Zhang Chunyi's soul will dissipate a little. The essence of a monk's ability to survive thunder tribulation is to use the power of thunder to refine his yin essence and get closer to pure yang step by step.

Time passed, and I don’t know how long it took. The violent thunder gradually subsided, and Zhang Chunyi’s soul sprouted a layer of shimmer from the inside out, as if the lead had been washed away, giving people a sense of transparency.

"It's over."

Opening his eyes, there seemed to be lightning flashes in his eyes. Feeling his own strong yang essence, Zhang Chunyi understood that he had passed through the first thunderbolt, without any waves, and it was as smooth as expected.

"This place is a good place to understand the true meaning of Thunder. If I come here again, maybe I can understand the true meaning of Thunder."

His own aura dispersed at will and no longer caused thunderous riots around him. It was as if he had transformed into the same kind. The thoughts in Zhang Chunyi's heart kept turning.

"It's time to leave."

Although he was very curious about the sight of the second heaven, Zhang Chunyi suppressed his curiosity for the time being. With his accumulation, he had no problem surviving the first thunder tribulation, but the second one was a little worse.

After the soul returned, Zhang Chunyi obviously felt a lot more relaxed. It was still a heavy burden to suppress the two ten-thousand-year-old demon kings in the state of not going through the thunder tribulation. After going through the thunder tribulation, he no longer felt this way.

"Thunder is as strong as it is yang."

Reciting Huang Ting quietly, Zhang Chunyi washed away the fatigue in his soul.

Sensing Zhang Chunyi's change, a clear and crisp sound of swords sounded in the secret territory of Blood River, and a cheerful ape roar came from Lantao Mountain.

By absorbing various resources from the Dao Alliance, coupled with their own roots, Wu Sheng and Liu Er's cultivation has been completed for twelve thousand years without knowing it, and they are not far from the realm of the Demon King.

Even with the help of luck cultivation, Hongyun has completed ten thousand years of cultivation, and it is just a superior bone. Ten thousand years of cultivation is the limit. As long as he understands the true meaning, he can also try to break through the realm of the demon king.

While Zhang Chunyi quietly passed through the first thunder tribulation, in the abyss of Shaoyang County, the mighty inspiration of heaven and earth was surging.

Roaring, the black snake neighed, absorbing all the inspiration from all directions, and the aura around his body climbed steadily, while Bai Yusheng was sitting cross-legged in the void, running the secret method, constantly absorbing the Yang He Qi from the zombie body Bai Zhining transformed into, and used it to cleanse it.

Keep your own soul.

"Soon, soon."

Using the yang and harmonious energy as a guide, the pure yin spirit stirred up, and there was a hint of yang that was about to come out. Bai Yusheng had an uncontrollable excitement in his heart. After painstaking planning for nearly a hundred years, he finally reached this point.

"Ghost mother, help me."

Before he could make it out, he was still a little short. When he opened his eyes, Bai Yusheng let out a shout.

As soon as these words were spoken, the void shook, and five ghosts quietly appeared carrying a small vermilion building.

Buzz, a crimson spiritual light bloomed, and billowing spiritual ideas fell from the small building.

Roaring, looking up to the sky and neighing, the scales all over its body exploded. Bathed in such abundant spiritual inspiration, the Black Snake absorbed it almost greedily. As the Black Snake absorbed more and more spiritual inspiration, the temperature in the abyss continued to drop, and goose-feather-like snowflakes began to fall.

.

At this moment, with the true meaning of Hanshuang as the foundation, a demon elixir quietly condensed in Xuan She's body. It was about to become the demon king. With the feedback of the demon, the soul grew rapidly, the cathode and yang were born, and a little yang quality finally appeared in

Born within Bai Yusheng’s soul.

Upon noticing this change, Bai Yusheng was ecstatic. Fortunately, he still had enough sense and did not really get carried away. He suppressed his inner excitement and continued to absorb the little yang and energy left in the zombies that Bai Zhining transformed.

, constantly stabilizing this weak yang quality of oneself.

In the red building, the ghost mother kept suppressing her own cultivation. Looking at this scene, the tip of her small tongue licked the bright red lips, and the ghost mother's eyes were full of expectation.

At this critical moment, neither Bai Yusheng nor the ghost mother noticed that there was a subtle change quietly taking place in Bai Zhining's seemingly dead zombie body.


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