The day after the three of them arrived at the Holy Land of Seven Stars, everyone who was invited was absent. Peng Huang took everyone to a secret place.
The ancient trees here are in the sky, and the mountains are so high that they reach the sky. They are covered with ice and snow. The sun was originally shining brightly, but now the ground is covered with snowflakes. Through the wind and snow, you can vaguely see pavilions, all of which are covered with snow.
Made of thousands of years of ice, it is crystal clear and majestic.
Huo Long said: "This place is extraordinary!"
"That's natural!" Ji Chengfeng nodded and said. The Seven-Star Emperor, a man of great achievements and great creation, who left endless legends, is the last great emperor of the Bitter Sea Continent. His abilities are conceivable. Some people even say that he is really the Seven-Star Emperor.
Because he was too powerful and had all the secrets of heaven, no great emperor appeared in the Bitter Sea Continent for a hundred thousand years.
Huo Long saw that there seemed to be hidden veins here, and there might be a peerless divine crystal underground. Of course, Huo Long would not point it out, but he had a new understanding of the crystal, because he found that any great emperor seemed to have
Neng has a close relationship with the divine crystal.
Everyone was brought into the Ice Palace, and when they reached a square, Peng Huang stopped and said, "This is where my father preached. You can sit down cross-legged, maybe you can seize some opportunities!"
Keeping his body and mind, he sat down cross-legged. Sure enough, Huo Long felt the sound of Taoism chanting, and at the same time, an illusory figure appeared, shrouded in mist. Although he couldn't see his true face, Huo Long could clearly sense that this person was Qixing.
Great Emperor.
"The Way of the Seven Stars, use the seven stars in the sky to temper yourself..."
"As the sky... evolve into thousands of stars..."
"The sky is healthy, the stars are immortal, and the Tao body is immortal..."
Huo Long was shocked. The Seven-Star Emperor was indeed extraordinary and powerful. He wanted to transform the sky with his own body. Once he succeeded, what he could do was beyond imagination. And he actually became the Great Emperor, which shows how far he has gone on this path...
Following a few words, Huo Long's mind seemed to be wandering in the infinite universe, and countless starlights were bathing his body. His soul was baptized, and starlight seemed to be twinkling on his skin.
Time passed, and before you knew it, three days had passed. People woke up one after another, with faces filled with fascination and joy, obviously having gained a lot.
Everyone's results were different. Looking at the others who were still immersed in enlightenment and had not woken up, they sighed a little, but they did not disturb them, but retreated silently, returning to the resting place arranged for them by the Holy Land of Seven Stars.
On the seventh day, the last group of people woke up, and they all gained something, and everyone was happy in their hearts.
"Everyone, I have gained something after thinking about it. I originally wanted to save you for a few days, but I am afraid that you are in a hurry to go back to retreat, so I won't waste your time. Of course, if you are willing to stay as a guest, the Seven Star Holy Land will naturally welcome you!
Peng Huang said with a smile.
"Seven Stars Holy Land is so generous, I can't thank you enough!" Everyone bowed their hands to Peng Huang and said gratefully.
"This matter all depends on everyone's luck and talent. As long as this move can make everyone improve, I will be very happy!" Peng Huang said.
Huo Long gradually understood why Peng Huang was like this. As the saying goes, there is no free lunch in the world. Although Peng Huang was extraordinary, if he said that what he did was just a spur of the moment, I'm afraid no one would believe it.
It can be said that after this incident, no one who came this time did not remember the kindness of Seven Stars Holy Land. No matter how strong the relationship was, at least there was no way to come in private and embarrass Seven Stars Holy Land.
At this time, Huo Long looked at Peng Huang and found that his whole body was blocked, and the aura was gathering towards him from the bodies of many people present, and was inhaled into his body.
"Is this?" Huo Long was surprised, because even Ji Chengfeng and Li De had this kind of aura, which was absorbed by Peng Huang. Even he himself was the same, but he didn't feel that he had suffered any loss.
In the blink of an eye, when Huo Long wanted to take a closer look, the aura disappeared. It was difficult to catch it and he had doubts in his heart. However, after carefully checking himself, he found that there was nothing strange, so he had no choice but to stop taking a closer look.
Huo Long seemed to have felt this aura in Yu Chengzi. Huo Long thought of what the head of the Ji family said and felt that neither the Three Religions nor Peng Huang were simple. He originally thought that after so many years in the Bitter Sea Continent, he had no interest in this land.
I had a certain understanding of the area, but now I found that it was full of fog.
At the same time, Huo Long also thought of one person, that is, the former nine-headed demon snake. Logically speaking, he also belonged to China, but they were not seen in this Immortal Emperor Conference. He had learned about it from Ji Chengfeng, and obviously
He didn't know much about the Nine-Headed Alien Race. When Huo Long mentioned that he had met them in the ancient ruins in the Seven Stars Holy Land mining area, Ji Chengfeng had a strange look on his face.
Ji Chengfeng said that the Nine-Headed Alien Race is a powerful branch among the alien races, and their status among the alien races is vaguely similar to that of the Three Sects of China. They are very terrifying and their existence is also very terrifying.
Huo Long and the others returned to Ji's house. Huo Long asked Ji Chengfeng: "Brother Ji, have you ever heard of the place called Taoyuan in Dreams?"
"Dream of Taoyuan? How did you know that this place existed?" Ji Chengfeng asked differently.
In Ji Chengfeng's words, he actually knew that there was such a place, so he told him about the cage space that had appeared in Taoyuan in his dream, but he also mentioned Wu Qiankun, the Lord of Time City, as his good friend.
"I have been living in Taoyuan for a long time, so you should leave this matter alone. As for the Wu Qiankun you mentioned, I'm afraid he was already dead back then!" Ji Chengfeng said solemnly.
"What kind of organization is Taoyuan in this dream, so powerful? Even Brother Ji is so cautious and dare not say anything?" Huo Long was surprised.
Ji Chengfeng smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Huo Long, you don't know something. That place is taboo in China. The three religions are very powerful. But if a slave comes out of that place, the leaders of the three religions must treat him with courtesy."
!"
Hearing this, Huo Long was shocked and inexplicable. What kind of place was this Taoyuan in the dream? It could have such a powerful power.
Ji Chengfeng said no more and turned to leave, as if he was afraid of Huo Long's frightening questions, which would make it difficult for him to answer.
Huo Long thought to himself that the Taoyuan in the dream was so powerful, but its inheritance was indeed the inheritance of the Purple Dragon Emperor. From another perspective, it was the inheritance of another himself. This was definitely not a good thing for him, and maybe it would benefit him in the future.
Bring disaster.
"It seems that we still need to speed up our strength improvement, otherwise it will not be easy to survive in this dark cloud-covered and bitter continent!" Huo Long sighed secretly.
After a moment, Huo Long smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly: "Why do I want to do so much? The most important thing now is how to recover Yun Shang. As for the rest, we can only use soldiers to cover up the water and cover up the soil, one step at a time!"
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Huo Long no longer thought hard, but returned to his room and started practicing seriously.
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day to go to the Demonic Land. Huo Long and others arrived at the Changping battlefield. The war was over. As for the winner or loser, it was not announced. Maybe there was no winner or lose at all. This battle was just for
carried out for some unknown purpose.
The head of the Ji family, the head of the Jiang family, the Seven-Star Holy Lord, etc. all came in person to escort the three of Huo Long, knowing the boundaries between the Demonic Land and the Divine State.
When Huo Long and others arrived at the border, many big figures gathered on the Demonic Land side, and among them, there were also three very young cultivators.
Looking at the rituals on both sides, Huo Long always felt strange, as if they were exchanging hostages.
The head of the Ji family came forward and sent Huo Long and the other two people into the Demonic Land crowd. The Demonic Land people also sent their exchange candidates to the powerful people from China through a body, and then the two brothers handed over their hands, and then
At the same time, they turned around and left without even exchanging a few words.
The three Huo Longs were brought to an organization called the Nine Evils League, and were told that they would become the registered disciples of the Nine Evils League until they ended this exchange.
The first day was uneventful. Many of the great sect leaders in Demon Land treated them with great courtesy and did not neglect them. At the same time, they also learned from the exchanges that during their time in the Nine Evils League, there would be many great sects.
The holy sons and talents came to communicate with them.
After the banquet, Huo Long and others were taken to their residence. The three of them gathered together, speechless. It seemed that they would continue to fight in the future.
Of course communication does not necessarily require hands-on, discussion is also a kind, but hands-on is definitely unavoidable. Huo Long just secretly desires in his heart, hoping to have time to go find the demon lord and recover the remaining soul of Yunshang.
For several days, no Holy Son came to communicate with them. They were allowed to spend a few days in peace. After eating and drinking, they practiced in the room.
However, this calmness did not last long. Ten days after they arrived at the Nine Evils League, someone came to the door and challenged Ji Chengfeng.
This person's name is Duan Gong, a powerful Immortal Emperor and a holy son of a sect.
Ji Chengfeng accepted the challenge and did not refuse, because there was no reason to refuse. They came just for communication.
"Are you Ji Chengfeng?" Duan Gong glanced at Ji Chengfeng contemptuously, and then said disdainfully.
"That's right, I would like to ask you, Ji Chengfeng, to make Brother Duan laugh!" Ji Chengfeng smiled faintly, then bowed his hands and said.
Duan Gong was even more disdainful when he saw Ji Chengfeng acting like this, and snorted coldly: "Stop pretending, let me see the real deal!"
Before he could finish his words, Duan Gong punched Ji Chengfeng in the face, creating a huge fist shadow.
Ji Chengfeng was speechless. This guy was so shameless, but he didn't say much. He clapped his palms and used his ancient strength to resist the sudden punch. Then his palms turned into claws and grabbed Duan Gong's fist.
When I twisted my wrist, I heard a click and the sound of broken bones.
Ji Chengfeng was surprised to succeed so easily, and Duan Gong screamed like he wanted to kill a pig. Ji Chengfeng quickly stopped his attack, otherwise this guy's fist might be crushed.
Huo Long was also speechless. He didn't expect that Duan Gong was so weak. It was simply beyond his imagination. Can such a person become the Son of God? What is this demon soil doing?
Duan Gong is indeed too weak. Although he is a strong Immortal Emperor, his strength is mediocre. In China, he is just an ordinary Immortal Emperor who cannot be in the ordinary Immortal Emperor body. How can he be Ji Chengfeng's opponent? What's more, Ji Chengfeng also possesses the ancient
Ancient Barbaric Strength, one of the nine arts.
"Brother Duan, I'm afraid you are no match for me!" Ji Chengfeng stepped back and said calmly.
"Ah, how is it possible? This is absolutely impossible!" Duan Gong said in disbelief.
At this time, people from the Nine Evil Alliance came forward and forced Duan Gong to stay. This person simply made Ji Chengfeng and others laugh. It was really embarrassing to the devil. I don’t know what this guy’s father was thinking, even though he knew
My own son is a parallel importer and I asked him to challenge me.
As soon as Duan Gong was taken away, a middle-aged man rushed over quickly. However, when he felt the fluctuation of the profound energy here, a trace of panic appeared on his face and asked: "I think these three are talents from China. Can you see
My son Duangong?"
This person was of extraordinary strength. Ji Chengfeng quickly said respectfully: "Senior Duan, Mr. Duan just went in with the brothers from the Nine Evils Alliance!"
The middle-aged man clasped his fists and rushed in, shouting at the same time: "Gong'er, Gong'er!"
Then Huo Long and the others heard shouts and shouts in the Nine Evils League. After a while, it finally calmed down. The eighth elder of the Nine Evils League and the middle-aged man left together.
, and at the same time, Duan Gong followed behind them. His arms looked unnatural, but it could be seen that they had been dealt with and there was nothing serious.
Duan Gong's father walked up to Ji Chengfeng and snorted coldly: "Boy, you actually hit me so hard, hum..."
"Well, Senior Duan, I..." Ji Chengfeng was speechless. How did he know that Duan Gong was so weak? He thought to himself: "Look at your cultivation level, which is no less than that of my father, but you have raised such a son. You
If you don't educate her well and still protect your shortcomings like this, it seems that Duan Gong is so weak and it has something to do with you as the father."
"What am I...you are so powerful, give me a slap!" Duan Gong's father actually wanted to take action directly.
Fortunately, the Eighth Elder intervened in time and said, "Brother Duan, you must not do it. You are a powerful God Emperor. How can you meet a junior? Besides, they are from China and they come to the Demonic Land to communicate!"
"Huh!" Duan Gong's father snorted coldly, then flicked his sleeves and took Duan Gong away. When leaving, he did not forget to glance at Ji Chengfeng coldly!
After seeing off Duan and his son, the Eighth Elder came to Ji Chengfeng, raised his hands and said, "Nephew Ji Xian made you laugh. This is the virtue of Duan and his son. Don't take it seriously. Don't worry. If you come to challenge me in the future,
We are careful not to let something like this happen again."
"The Eighth Elder is so polite!" Ji Chengfeng said quickly, cupping his fists.
The Eighth Elder exchanged a few words with the three of them, asking whether they were satisfied with the life here, whether the place they lived in was to their liking, etc., and then left.
When something like this happened, Ji Chengfeng was speechless and felt even more helpless.
Such a small episode is obviously just the beginning, and there may be more challengers in the future.
The three of them left together and returned to the room. They were reading through the ancient books of Demonic Land. They were understanding the history of Ba Gong's lineage and doing homework for Huo Long's search for Yunshang's remnant soul.