Although the idea of finding someone to be your apprentice is a good one and indeed the best choice at the moment, it is very difficult to put it into practice.
First of all, you must be smart, otherwise it will be impossible to practice the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique, which requires magic skills.
Secondly, you must be loyal, otherwise you may become the second witch clan and abandon your mentor again after rising.
Long Wuming: "We can't run away. We can only let you, Mengmei, escape and find an apprentice to teach you. After all, no one will know if your body secretly left Jianmu...
We asked Tiantu to secretly communicate with a trustworthy ancestral witch to secretly rescue you...
As for the candidates for xinxing, the five of us can all work together as consultants, and we all have to have our own vision. We are all people with sharp eyesight."
Bell, the top of the food chain: "Haha, let me find an ancestral witch for help? No one can be trusted! You know, even the ancestral witch who tipped me off may be an ancient existence from the old era, taking advantage of the opportunity.
With my hand, I can overthrow Emperor Qi."
Damn it!
So insidious?
Everyone's scalps were numb.
The twelve ancient beings in the ancient world all emerged from hundreds of years of fighting. Each of them has earth-shattering talents, and even crowdfunding may not be able to defeat the other.
The news that they are discussing on the Internet at this time cannot be spread out, otherwise a bunch of free apprentices will come to the door.
And if they don't unite, they won't even be qualified to arm-wrestle with those old scumbags from the ancient world.
Yi Jiangui breathed: "So, cute girl, how long will it take you to dig yourself out secretly?"
The cute girl thought for a while and replied: I have been growing for hundreds of years, and it will take at least fifty years to dig it out.
Everyone was stunned, how deep do you have to bury yourself?
Qiu Mingshan's driving speed: "Ahem! You can't wait that long. Let me give you a suggestion... Mengmei, just look at the people on Jianmu every day and choose slowly. After all, they have all slept with you.
You have to get to know each man one by one (funny)”
Cute girl: I’ll beat you to death! (gritting teeth)
.....
The wild world.
Kaiyuan Tianting, two hundred and thirty-seven years.
Nearly two hundred years had passed when the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique was developed.
The four major races all have many geniuses with great reputations. Talents emerge in large numbers in the land. Every now and then, there are peerless geniuses from all races. There are old people protecting the way, Shen Zang Realm and Zifu Realm. They go to challenge the major sects and sects.
The grand scene of the age of great controversies.
And among the twelve ancestral witches in heaven, one of the oldest beings is about to expire.
"Our end is approaching one after another. We have been fighting for hundreds of years in our lives. The loss of life span is too serious..."
This world is stronger than the wizarding world. Compared with the same realm in the wizarding world, the lifespan is half longer. After all, cultivating the world is a cycle of its own, and the effort of cultivating one's character is naturally powerful.
The seventh-level epic wizard has a lifespan of six hundred years, and the Dongxu Emperor of the seventh level has a lifespan of nine hundred years. But now, with their lifespan of five to six hundred years, they are already about to die.
On the throne, the voice of the Emperor of Heaven said faintly:
"Our other eleven ancestral witches can still hold on for a while, but the seventh ancestor Wu Chengshan is revered as the first war god of the witch clan. He has unparalleled fighting power and is the master of the world. He suffered a lot of Tao injuries in his early years. Soon,
Will die..."
In a hazy white light, an ancestral witch, the most powerful being in the world, showed a sad look, with a sad face.
Their momentum was astonishing. In the entire palace of the Emperor of Heaven, a terrifying oppressive force flowed like an endless ocean. The extreme power that shook the universe rushed towards them, and wisps of imperial power overflowed and filled the heaven.
A random Emperor of Dongxu, if not stopped by someone of the same realm, would kill all the creatures in both heaven and mortal realms in just one month.
"Are our Taoist friends of the same era also going to leave us?"
"We are completely old. It's not just our longevity that we have. It's just that in the age of the ancient gods, we fought hard with blood, fought for the souls of tomorrow, and accumulated too many hidden wounds, so we were able to establish the heaven..."
"Life is short, and we are about to usher in the five declines of heaven and man."
"If you don't realize the Tao of Hunyuan, you will end up like an ant under the saints."
.....
The ancient beings present sighed, their eyes were old, and they were already senile.
In every era, at most one or two unrivaled Dongxu Emperors are born.
Even in some declining eras, only a few quasi-emperors may be born.
However, in that era of the Ancient God, geniuses emerged in large numbers, and twelve terrifying existences in the realm of Heavenly Emperors were born at the same time. It can even be said that in subsequent eras, such a vast and prosperous age is basically impossible!
Each of them, if they appeared in other eras, would suppress the world, defeat countless geniuses in the same realm, and become an invincible emperor, the only one in the world, but now, they all appeared in the same era, and they were able to overthrow the ancient
Thirteen innate ancient gods.
Among them, Emperor Qi, as the leader, naturally has earth-shattering talents, so he can suppress the other eleven Dongxu Emperors.
But now, they are really old. After all, no matter how ancient they are, no matter how many methods they have, and no matter how earth-shattering their cultivation is, they can't withstand the long erosion of time, and no matter how powerful Emperor Dongxu is, they can't defeat time.
The one who is about to truly perish is Zuwu Chengshan.
Emperor Qi was silent for a moment and said loudly: "Chengshan will leave soon, and the Sun Soul will be vacant. We old people can take the opportunity to step down, elect the next Emperor of Heaven, inherit his Sun Golden Crow, and rule the world of heaven and earth.
!”
Everyone around the ancient existences agreed:
"What the Emperor of Heaven said is true, we old people are going to withdraw from the era..."
"From now on, it will be a prosperous age for young people..."
"Then, how should Emperor Qing, Jianmu Qingteng, and Ancestor Wu deal with them?"
"Let's continue the lockdown."
"That being the case, the Sun Spirit left behind by Chengshan's hard sacrifices can be used to establish the next Emperor of Heaven..."
On this day, a piece of news that shook the world came from heaven:
"The ancestral shaman of Chengshan is about to expire. The major ancestral shamans feel powerless and have retired one after another to choose the next emperor of heaven!"
boom!
Between heaven and earth, the major sects, the four major races, and the hidden immortal sects were rioting and shaking.
"How can it be?"
"The Emperor of Heaven has only reigned for less than six hundred years and is coming to an end?"
"I thought that Di Qi, the invincible emperor, would continue to rule. Who would have thought that these ancient beings suffered too serious Tao injuries in their early years. In their old age, they could no longer suppress the hidden wounds, and their consciousnesses were all gone.
Various degrees of cracks appeared one after another..."
"Alas! Under the Hunyuan, you will eventually become an ant and will not live forever."
...
Many people are lamenting.
As the first innate spiritual emperor in the world, Emperor Qi led the eleven ancestral witches of that year to conquer the heavens and overthrew the rule of the innate ancient gods. Everyone thought that he could live for at least a thousand years and be immortal in the world. Who knew that he was only six years old?
Hundreds of years, the era of this most powerful Heavenly Emperor will now pass...
However, while lamenting and expressing feelings, I was also secretly excited in my heart.
An invincible emperor suppressed the world, and his death also meant the end of an era. If he could survive in the world, it would be the greatest injustice he did to other subsequent geniuses.
All over the world, there was a heated discussion:
A Sun Soul has become vacant, who will be the next Emperor of Heaven?
.....
Another ten years.
"The Great Emperor is dead."
The ancestor Wuchengshan fell, and the whole world was saddened.
The heaven and earth mourned for it, and it rained heavily, without any clouds in the sky. For three days, it fell into darkness, with only the moonlight shining.
Many visions from heaven and earth appeared together to lay a memorial ceremony for the great emperor.
The crystal star coffin was built, and Emperor Dongxu carried it to the mountain and was buried in it. On the day of the tomb, all the immortal officials and great geniuses from all over the world came one after another.
In the crystal coffin, lay quietly a terrifying ancient emperor's body, with black hair shawl, majestic appearance, four arms, and black snake earrings, filled with wisps of frightening imperial power.
"Zheng!"
A sun rises into the sky, shining brightly for eternity.
This is the soul of Emperor Chengshan, slowly rising into the sky.
"What a scorching sun that burns the sky, and the iron bones are shining!"
In the heavenly court, everyone looked up and saw that the rays of the sun were bright and golden, as if they could see the ancient Dongxu Emperor. Following the military career of his eleven best friends, he fought bloody battles with the ancient gods of heaven and earth, and pacified the world for the creatures of tomorrow.
Ancient times.
"An ancient emperor began to leave us..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu It's Emperor Chengtian, who was called the strongest god of war in that era of ancient gods..."
In the heaven, the old man's cry could be heard from time to time.
Twelve ancient beings, their bodies filled with divine light, stood silently at a high place, their faces showing a hint of complexity. No matter what mood they were in, Chengshan was their companion who would accompany them through life and fight for life.
And after that, I'm afraid some of my companions will leave one after another...
Three days later.
The hole in the void left by Emperor Chengshan was stabbed into the void at the top of the heaven by the combined efforts of the eleven ancestral witches.
A vast sound resounded throughout the world:
"This sky is called Daluotian, which means heaven above heaven!"
The eleven aging ancestral witches have given up their rule one after another, allowing their close relatives to govern the Heavenly Palace before the new Heavenly Emperor ascends the throne, and enter the small space of "Da Luo Tian" to escape from the world.
In this "Great Luotian", they put a large amount of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that had been stored in heaven for hundreds of years, and began to use the extremely rich spiritual energy in it to delay the aging of their physical bodies.
.....
Build on the wood.
There were people coming and going, young talents and great talents, and it was very lively.
"Hahaha! Heaven and earth cannot be left without a master for a day! Who will be the next emperor of heaven! Who will be the next co-lord of heaven and earth?"
"The old people are all exhausted and may not be able to break through to the realm of the Dongxu Emperor. They can only see the younger generation... At this time, all the geniuses are fighting. There is even a genius who has surpassed some old people and arrived.
Entered the sixth realm of cave heaven!"
"Haha, what's the use of pursuing the realm of madness? Just to impress! Other geniuses can also break through, as long as they have a lot of resources, but if they break through rashly, the foundation is not solid. They have to fight for the same realm and constantly polish the foundation."
"The major secluded holy places have also emerged one after another, exhausting a large amount of resources and accumulating them on their respective contemporary geniuses..."
"What! Shen Daiou, under the protection of old man Yunfeng, went to the Bifeng Gate, challenged the thirteen elders, defeated their contemporary genius Zhang Qing with one move, and walked away?"
"Zhang Qing learned his shame and then became brave. He no longer suppressed his strength and broke through to the sixth realm of cave heaven."
"On the northwest land, the geniuses of the demon race are also challenging everywhere. They are very arrogant and have a tendency to break into the human race's territory and be recognized as provocative."
Countless teahouses were whispering and talking about it.
The people outside were suddenly surprised and were also eating:
Damn it!
Has the next emperor ascended the throne?
We haven’t chosen our candidates yet, and we haven’t practiced yet, so we will definitely not be able to keep up with the Emperor of Heaven!
They were devastated!
At this moment, I am completely in a hurry and can't keep up with the progress.
Now, all ethnic groups build cities one after another on the Tongtian Jianmu, branching out branches one by one, so that the whole tree, like a world tree, carries the worlds on the branches.
The consciousness of Earth Mother Ivy was wandering around the cities on the tree trunks of her body, peeking into their privacy, muttering to herself, "Look, everyone, how about this? I have been monitoring her for a while, and my fiancée, a genius from a major sect, regretted my marriage. I’m a loser, but I’m working very hard.”
"Not good, this kind of no talent, if you do n’t open, counterattack a hammer, you can only be beaten for a lifetime!
"Wori, who gave this tongue to P? It's so beautiful! Is this licking the wound secretly? (This picture is good, it's mine now)"
"So, how is this guy?"
She is constantly choosing candidates.
Everyone's goals are very clear. First of all, they must be smart and extremely talented, and they must defeat the geniuses of today. They must even know some scheming, otherwise they will not be able to defeat those ancient beings. But they must also know justice, integrity, and know how to repay kindness to contribute to the rise of the Wu clan. And struggle.
He is just as naive as Guo Jing.
But the cute girl had her own ideas, "Hahaha, Guo Jing is not enough, it is best to be like Yang Guo, smart, weird, kind, and as a domineering president, clearly infatuated with his beautiful master... .”
Only in this way can she have the core authority to control her apprentices!
She has now begun to think about the drama of rebellion and splitting after joining forces to rule the world.
"Isn't this also possible?"
Jianmu looked at a weak Wu clan. After observing it for a while, he shook his head and muttered,
"Guo'er, where are you? Zhongnan Mountain, the Living Dead Tree, my aunt is waiting for you here..."
More than ten years have passed.
A long time passed in the forum, and there were heated discussions, but the result was not approved. After all, people with outstanding talent, integrity and honesty are very rare.
.....
In Jianmu Nantian City, in an elegant and simple mortal world, among the screens, accompanied by a baby crying, a baby boy came into this world.
"Miss, miss, it's a boy."
A beautiful woman, with a pale face, was lying on the bed, looking at her newly born child, "You should not have been born, you are a combination of a demon and a witch."
In this world, demons take over the bodies of the witches and take form, and the witches take over the bodies of the demons as their souls. They are the enemies of life and death.
The appearance of this child was originally a mistake.
As a generation of geniuses, the two people secretly fell in love during the fight. She originally thought that the man would give up all his power and accompany her to the far end of the world, but she was wrong.
But now, this strange child has taken away her cultivation of the Purple Mansion Realm, turning her into a mortal.
"Is this the result of violating the rules of the two clans? I have lost all my cultivation and will be severely punished by my family." She sighed, with a bitter look on her face, and handed it to her confidant Xinniang next to her, "In my life,
He is naturally intelligent, but he is trapped in the world of mortals. He has turned away from the Tao, abandoned the Tao, and also abandoned immortality... He called Tao Changsheng, just like I abandoned him."
"Miss..." Xinniang stopped talking.
The woman shook her head, "I am the daughter of the leader of the Tai She Yao Sect, and I have the qualifications to inherit the sect's lineage. However, now that my cultivation has been completely ruined, I can only go back and be punished... And his father is Kaitian Jianmu.
The eldest disciple of the sect no longer looks down on me."
After the woman left, Xin Niang took the baby and lived in seclusion in Jianmu Nancheng.
There was something different about this baby as soon as he was born. He neither cried nor fussed every day, and just looked at the ground calmly. Thirteen days after he was born, he suddenly started to speak, with tears streaming down his face. "I remember a lot of things when I was born," he said.
Clearly, my mother named me and left me."
Born to know it.
He does not seem to be a human being, but has the characteristics of a monster. After countless years of polishing and brewing in spiritual energy, he is enlightened and has clear thoughts since he was born, as if he was born a saint.
He drained all his mother's cultivation and was born.
When he was half a year old, his adoptive mother Xin Niang taught him how to consolidate the foundation, and she found that he could master it with just a few clicks. In less than half a day, he had successfully consolidated the foundation.
When he was one year old, he reached the second level of concentration.
At the age of three, he arrived at the Divine Treasure Realm.
He opened the sea of consciousness and actually possessed the soul innately, and the shape of his soul was not born in human form.
The hazy soul shadow in the sea of consciousness is the ancestral tree vine inherited from my father, and it is a little different. It has the form of a green snake with mother's primordial spirit, with scales and eyes, and it seems to conform to the rules of heaven and earth. Eighty-one
The scales coincide with the number ninety-nine.
Moreover, the vine branches and leaves turned into tree claws and tree horns, which were very handsome.
Transformed into a soaring dragon spirit.
In this world, there has never been such a creature, and there has never been an innate soul. All creatures and souls are acquired.
"What a poor child, what a filial piety and kindness, what a pure and lovely dream..." Mengmei couldn't help but sigh, "It's just a pity that he appeared too slowly. If it had been fifty years earlier, he would have been here."
It is possible to compete for the position of Emperor of Heaven today."
However, the others didn't care and said calmly: "So what if we elect a new Emperor of Heaven? Go to the Heavenly Palace and kill him, and if you don't do it that day, we will dethrone the Emperor of Heaven!"
Those people are really crazy...
The cute girl looked at this child and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
But on this day, the child suddenly heard a voice coming from the depths of the earth, "Child! Your innate supreme Tao body, I am the earth mother Ivy, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"
"Can I find my parents? Can the family be reunited?" The three-year-old child raised his head and asked.
The voice from the shadows answered.
"Can."
"Then I'll learn!"
Spring passed and autumn came, and another five years passed.
Dao Changsheng, eight years old, is a cute and immature child sitting on the green steps, holding his chin, looking at the ancient monks coming and going in Jianmu's Nantian City, discussing the battles between the great geniuses.
When he returned to the room, the table was filled with books and textbooks, and the shelves were filled with "Junior High School Mathematics" and "Three Hundred Sets of Junior High School Test Papers". He was gentle and elegant, and he seemed to be a scholar.
