Chapter 1029: You have to be tough on your way, the powerful chief disciple of the Qing Emperor
In the blink of an eye, a day passed.
During this day, Zhu Tianpeng and Kuiba did not encounter any attacks from ferocious beasts.
According to Kuiba, they have not yet reached the range of the vicious beasts.
At night, Zhu Tianpeng and Kuiba stopped before a Huangquan River that spanned hundreds of miles.
Looking at the majestic Huangquan River, Kuiba said: "Brother Tianpeng, let's have a rest here. After crossing this river, we will be within the range of the ferocious beast. As long as we don't cause a huge commotion
If it attracts too many ferocious beasts, there won’t be any problems.”
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng immediately nodded.
Without any hesitation, he found a big rock to sit on, and subconsciously stretched out his hands to rub his legs.
To be honest, with his magic power suppressed, Zhu Tianpeng walked very hard during the day's journey.
At first, he drove on Green Lotus Steps, but not long after walking, Zhu Tianpeng felt that more than half of the mana in his body was consumed, and he immediately stopped driving on Green Lotus Steps.
Later, after hearing what Kuiba said, Zhu Tianpeng understood that although there would be nothing wrong in this area as long as he did not actively release his spiritual consciousness, there was a rule in this area, and those who used magic power under this rule
The consumption will be more than a hundred times that of usual times.
In desperation, Zhu Tianpeng spent most of the next half of the day walking on both legs, living like a mortal for once.
Although his green lotus body had good self-recovery capabilities, the rapid progress for most of the day still made his legs tremble and he felt very tired.
After glancing at Zhu Tianpeng, Kuiba was stunned for a moment, and then he said: "Brother Tianpeng, your physical body is not good enough. You can't hold on even on such a small road."
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help but rolled his eyes and replied angrily: "Don't stand there and talk without hurting your back. Do you think I am a member of the Wu Clan? I am a monk, and what I cultivate is the soul."
Although he said this, Zhu Tianpeng's heart was filled with emotion.
He has never paid attention to the strength of his physical body. Even though he possesses eight or nine profound skills, he has never had the intention to practice it on his own.
If nothing else, in Zhu Tianpeng's opinion, if a battle can be easily solved with a single spell or magical power, why should he resist with his body like a barbarian?
Only at this moment did Zhu Tianpeng realize the importance of physical strength.
Under the blessing of certain rules, the soul and consciousness cannot be used, and even the consumption of mana will increase exponentially. Under such circumstances, a powerful physical body is almost the foundation.
Even at this moment, Zhu Tianpeng has secretly made a decision in his heart. As long as he reaches the fourth level of the Nine-turn Mysterious Technique and completes the second step of the Nine Steps to Heaven, he will free up some time to practice the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques.
Even if he doesn't use the eight or nine mysterious skills, he must learn the body training chapter. He doesn't want to endure this situation of insufficient physical body anymore.
But looking at Zhu Tianpeng's depressed look, Kui Ba burst out laughing.
Obviously, there are very few opportunities to see Zhu Tianpeng in a defeated state.
With a wave of his hand, Kuiba took out two jars of demon brew from the Qiankun Bag, threw one of the jars to Zhu Tianpeng, and said, "Brother Tianpeng, let's drink some wine to relieve our fatigue."
Zhu Tianpeng did not refuse.
He reached out to take the wine jar, opened the lid directly, and drank it by himself without saying a word. He was really tired.
Seeing this, Kui Ba smiled and said nothing, opened the lid of the wine and started drinking.
After a long time, Zhu Tianpeng put down the wine jar, looked at Kuiba and said: "Brother Kuiba, tell me about the witch palace. I really know who has such a big self.
The Witch Clan's Witch Palace was sealed in front of Ping Xin."
Hearing this, Kuiba's body couldn't help but stiffen, and a burst of hatred suddenly burst out of his eyes, but the hatred in his eyes soon dissipated, replaced by yearning and worship.
Putting down the wine jar in his hand, Kuiba walked to Zhu Tianpeng, sat down directly, looked up at the sky above the place where the witches were buried, and recalled: "When Netherworld was first established, both our witch clan and the demon clan were harmed.
After exiting the primitive world, the Twelve Ancestral Witches used their last natal essence and blood to cast the Twelve Bronze Men and placed them in the Witch Hall. However, not long after the Twelve Bronze Men were placed into the Witch Hall, a young man in white robe appeared.
Negative Sword has come to the Netherworld."
"One sword, just one sword, has reached the perfection of the false saint. Sister Pingxin, who is infinitely close to the saint, was severely injured. If it were not for the blessing of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, under that sword, Sister Pingxin would definitely die!"
"The man with the sword broke into the Witch Burial Land directly after defeating Sister Ping Xin. That man used the sword as the foundation and integrated the law of space into his own sword. The rules of the Witch Burial Land were easily crushed and surpassed by him. He easily surpassed them.
That’s when we arrived at the Witch Palace.”
"Just when Sister Xuanming and I arrived with the witch army, the young man had already placed a ban outside the witch palace, and made it clear that no one could enter unless he created a green lotus body."
Having said this, Kuiba couldn't help but laugh at himself, and said bitterly: "I was a quasi-sage back then, and I stepped forward to challenge without overestimating my abilities. With just one punch, the man shattered my ancestral witch body.
But I was a blessing in disguise. I used the power of this land where witches were buried to condense my soul. It took me thousands of years to recast my body and resurrect it, but the power of my body had fallen to the level of gold.
Immortal, body shape, soul, and cultivation have just reached the Earthly Immortal Realm."
"After that man left, my witch clan also tried, and we tried all means but still couldn't enter the witch palace, let alone take out the twelve bronze men left by the twelve ancestral witches."
After listening to Kuiba's story, Zhu Tianpeng was shocked.
Defeat Ping Xin with one sword, kill Zhun Sheng with one punch, how heroic and powerful this is.
Even Zhu Tianpeng suspected that if it weren't for Kuiba's special status, the man could have wiped him out with one punch.
Of course, there is another possibility. The man deliberately shattered Kuiba's body in order to let Kuiba master the soul and become the first ancestral witch with a soul since the beginning of the world.
No matter which one it is, there is only one conclusion that can be drawn. The man's power has reached a level that makes the pseudo-sage Dzogchen beyond reach. At least he is a saint-level existence, and he is not a saint who reprimands!
After a long time, Zhu Tianpeng came back to his senses, exhaled heavily, and after consuming this shocking information, he looked at Kuiba and asked: "Who is that young man? The legendary Qing Emperor?"
In Zhu Tianpeng's opinion, the master who can do this and use the sword seems to be the supreme strongman who made all the saints avoid him in ancient times.
However, Kuiba shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "If it is Qing Emperor, then I will recognize it, but that person is not Qing Emperor, he is Qing Emperor's first disciple, and his name is: Taihao!"