Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but feel a little excited on his face.
In his early years, he once returned to the Piaomiao Palace, found the soul of the Piaomiao Holy Lord, and brought him into reincarnation.
I never thought that after so many years, the other party would really be reincarnated.
Moreover, it can reopen the mountain gate of Piaomiao Palace. It can be seen that the reincarnated Holy Lord Piaomiao has probably already restored the memories of his previous life.
"Boom..."
As a majestic and ancient bell sounded, a rainbow light flew out of the misty palace.
As they approached the square, everyone could see that it was a middle-aged man.
He no longer had the gray-haired look of the past, nor the miserable old face. Mo Wangchen recognized at a glance that the appearance of this middle-aged man was somewhat similar to the Piaomiao Holy Lord of the past.
Moreover, he also felt an aura belonging to a powerful person in the fairyland on the opponent's body. The misty saint in front of him actually had the strength to step into the virtual fairyland.
This kind of strength is nothing in the entire Tiangang Star Territory, but in Tiannan, in this Beiming, it can barely be regarded as a top-notch master.
"Everyone, after nine hundred years, the mountain gate of my Piaomiao Palace has reopened. Today, I am here to recruit disciples. Anyone who can reach the sixth step of the ancient ladder can become a disciple of my Piaomiao Palace. If anyone can climb to the top
, and also drew the divine bow, then he will be the new generation of the Holy Son of my Piaomiao Palace." Holy Lord Piaomiao descended and came to the square, and he scanned the crowd.
"Holy Lord, although the Divine King's body has left Tiannan, he is still the Misty Holy Son. If someone opens the temple today and becomes the new Holy Son, will this happen..." Someone couldn't help but speak.
"Don't mention that kid to me. Now that he has achieved such a high level of success, he has never thought about reviving my Piaomiao Palace. Since he won't come back, then I will naturally choose a new Holy Son. Piaomiao Palace will always
Continue to develop, right?" Piaomiao Shengzun said.
Hearing this, Mo Wangchen in the crowd seemed a little embarrassed.
It is true that he has been wandering outside these years and has established a strong prestige, but the Piaomiao Palace remains the same. Even though he has become a legend in Tiannan, he has never thought about reviving the Piaomiao Palace.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's start the assessment now. There are only three thousand entrance quotas. The first three thousand people to climb the sixth level will be able to become my disciples in Piaomiao Palace. If you are late, don't blame me.
No reminder." Piaomiao Shengzun said directly.
When everyone heard this, they couldn't sit still. There were at least tens of thousands of proud people from all walks of life present today. If they didn't climb the stairs as soon as possible, they might really be turned away from the Piaomiao Palace today.
"Wow..."
Suddenly, the crowd started to move, swarming towards the ancient staircase like locusts.
The originally dark square was now filled with only a few sparse figures.
It has to be said that the reopening of the Piaomiao Palace Mountain Gate has indeed attracted the arrival of many real geniuses, some of whom have come all the way from the Canglan plane.
The place where the god-king body Mo Wangchen grew up, this misty palace, maybe there is some unknown secret. Otherwise, how could a legendary figure like Mo Wangchen be created?
Most of the proud people from all walks of life who came to participate in the assessment have begun to climb the ancient ladder.
But what is different from the past is that the world has changed now. The cultivation of these proud men is much better than that of Mo Wangchen back then. Therefore, the nine-level ladder to heaven has naturally been specially strengthened by the Piaomiao Saint.
The so-called one ladder and one layer of heaven. At first, when they were still on the first step, everyone didn't feel anything. But when they stepped onto the second step, they were shocked to find that the pressure existing here was astonishingly great, far greater than
At the first level, it was at least several times stronger.
And the further you go up, the more unbearable the sense of physical oppression becomes. At the third level, almost all the proud men with cultivation levels below the imperial realm can't bear it anymore and have to leave the ancient ladder.
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Only a few people persisted and chose to sit cross-legged and tease at the third step of the ancient ladder before continuing up.
"This ancient ladder is really abnormal. The sense of oppression is too strong, isn't it? The former God King's body could not even reach the realm of creation. How did he get up there?" Some people had already retreated from the ancient ladder.
The proud man couldn't help but speak.
Obviously, they had all personally experienced the sense of oppression caused by the ancient ladder, and knew that the higher they went up, the more difficult it would be.
Some of these people have even reached the half-step Emperor level. Compared with Mo Wangchen nine hundred years ago, they are much stronger.
But it was difficult even for them to move forward. How did Mo Wangchen do it back then?
Could it be that just because of the divine king's physique, he could withstand such a sense of oppression?
Many people are confused to the extreme, but what they don't know is that the current ancient staircase has been specially strengthened by Piaomiao Shengzun.
Looking at the figures who were struggling to climb up the ancient ladder, Mo Wangchen's heart was inevitably touched, and he thought of himself back then.
At that time, because I had offended many people from ancient aristocratic families and holy places in the Tianwu Territory, in order to seek shelter, I came to the mountain gate of Piaomiao Palace. Just like these proud men in front of me, I climbed the ancient ladder and finally opened the door of God.
Bow, become the Son.
I don't know how much time passed before Mo Wangchen withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the misty saint standing not far away.
At this moment, the other party's eyes were always fixed on the ancient ladder. Looking at the proud people climbing the ladder, he sometimes nodded and sometimes shook his head.
"Buzz..."
Just when Mo Wangchen was about to take Xiao Mingyue and Meng Yurou away to meet each other, suddenly, in the sky not far away, a wave of energy rippled, and then the world became slightly dark.
As he stood down, a rising air of hostility filled the whole place.
Everyone couldn't help being shocked, including the proud men who were ascending the stairs at the moment. Looking at the void shrouded in black mist, they saw more than a dozen figures appearing at the same time.
"People from the ancient tribe?"
Some people were surprised and frowned at the same time.
Including Piaomiao Shengzun, he frowned and at the same time, he raised his body and came into the air to face the dozen or so strong men from the ancient clan who appeared.
"Today is the day when the mountain gate of my Piaomiao Palace will be reopened. Only the proud people of the human race will be admitted, and the ancient tribes will not be allowed to participate in the assessment." The Piaomiao Holy Lord looked forward and spoke after a moment.
The reason why people from the Ancient Clan were not allowed to participate in the assessment was not without reason. Back then, Mo Wangchen had had many conflicts with the Ancient Clan, and they had never been able to resolve them.
As the Holy Son of Piaomiao Palace, how could Piaomiao Palace recruit people from the ancient clan to become disciples?