Chapter 76: Kaoshan Sect, Magic Pot Stew
Chapter 76: Kaoshan Sect, Magic Pot Stew
In just a few years, Ning Fei's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the level of semi-saint. In this era when even saints are gradually becoming less prominent, he can be regarded as a "heretic".
After Donghuang's departure, the Great Dao will still suppress the world for ten thousand years, and the current era is not very suitable for cultivation.
At least that's the case with Beidou.
Therefore, many people believe that Ning Fei is actually an old monster who has hidden his identity and strength and came here just to seize the precious land of Zishan.
Ning Fei naturally had no way to defend himself, because these speculations were indeed correct in a sense.
He wielded a spear and a large bow and wiped out all the sects in Zishan. No one was his match.
Even after alarming some powerful forces, the saint who came to suppress him was defeated. For a time, the name "Chuan Ying" shook Beidou.
It seemed like he had lived a new life. Ning Fei's mentality had changed significantly, and he even borrowed the name of an old rival from the past.
He was once the number one general under the Immortal Emperor, and Chuanying was the number one general under the Emperor. They have similar identities, so it's reasonable to borrow each other's names, right?
The era when the two were active was so long ago that few people still remember them, and most of them are still hiding in the penalty area.
There are indeed remnants of the Heavenly Palace in the depths of the starry sky, but they cannot control Beidou, nor can they prevent others from having the same name.
"I have become a saint, and I want to found a sect here. Those with good character can stay." Ning Fei sat upright on a Taoist platform that was split into two pieces, and incorporated those small sects that had been wiped out.
The Daotai is also a relic of the Immortal Emperor. It was cut into two halves by Shaohua's sword. The Taoist aura inside was completely lost and it was casually thrown into the Purple Mountain.
"You boy are so arrogant that you want to take the precious land for yourself. You have no idea how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!" A long roar was heard, and an old man came in the air and stood like a demon mountain.
The old man looked down at the extremely young Ning Fei with a grim look on his face, a sneer of disdain on his face.
No wonder he looked down on him. Ning Fei had a handsome appearance, looked less than 20 years old, and was full of vigor. He was definitely not the old monster with hidden strength as rumored.
Such a person can be said to be a genius. Even if he is not in a prosperous era for cultivation, he can still go against the will of heaven.
"Your origin is very strong, the only one I have ever seen in my life, like a fairy or a god, simply incredible. Taking your origin may allow me to break free from the shackles!" The old man grinned, staring at Ning Fei with murderous intent.
Ning Fei frowned, stood up, looked up, but there was no envy or fear in his expression.
This person has such a strong demonic nature!
At this time, the group of practitioners under the Purple Mountain also recognized the old man's identity.
"Our Huayuan Sect was supported by the Heaven-Swallowing Holy Land. That old man seems to be the Supreme Elder of the Heaven-Swallowing Holy Land!"
"Hiss, he is actually the ancestor of the Holy Land. What kind of cultivation must he have? I'm afraid he is far more than a saint!"
"I heard that the Heaven Devouring Holy Land possesses the ultimate imperial weapon."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of all the monks present changed drastically, their whole bodies were trembling, and they wished they could grow a few more legs so they could run away.
"A cultivator at the peak of Saint King?" Ning Fei shook his head, with no fear on his face. If it were in the past, he could easily crush someone like this to death.
Even though I can't do it now, it doesn't mean I can be bullied at will.
"You are so brave, you don't know your place. In that case, today I will let you see the power of the extreme way!" the old man shouted coldly.
Donghuang has passed away, Yaochi has fallen into decline, and there is no one in the world who can suppress their Tiantan Holy Land anymore.
This is a good opportunity to show off your power and command Beidou, and your success is just around the corner!
Even if there is something strange about this kid, so what? Once the supreme imperial weapon appears, a mere saint can suppress him easily.
"Boom!" A black light burst out from the old man's head, and the tremendous imperial power rose into the sky. There was no need to activate it. Just the aura he casually emitted was enough to fill everyone with fear.
This is the complete Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar, which was refined by the Heaven-Devouring Emperor in his later years using his supreme divine body. It is extremely terrifying, and people even seemed to hear a sigh at the moment the demon jar appeared.
"Even if you bring the ultimate imperial weapon, it's useless. I'm here and you can't kill me." Ning Fei said lightly.
A three-color lamp appeared in his hand at some point. The light illuminated the vast mountains and rivers, and all the pressure was swept away.
Ning Fei raised the burning lamp and blew gently. Flames from the avenue burst out, as if they could burn up all the heavens and worlds. Even if tens of millions of suns were gathered together, they would not be as bright as its light.
This lamp is not yet an ultimate imperial weapon, but the light burning inside is of great power. The fragments of the Immortal Emperor's avenue are reviving, which is almost equivalent to one of his hands striking out.
Although the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot is also extraordinary, it is only driven by a Saint King and cannot exert any of its unparalleled power.
Without any accident, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot was blown away, and the old Sage King was turned into ashes under the flames.
"Now, I want to establish a sect here. Who is in favor and who is against?" Ning Fei asked loudly.
A group of people from various major forces who had just been hiding in the void, but were driven out by the power of Emperor Jidao and fell in a mess, could not help but hurriedly offer their congratulations.
Nonsense, the Saint King can kill anyone he wants, even the Emperor's soldiers can be beaten away, who would dare to provoke him?
The Northern Territory is destined to have one more holy land, and they are even thinking about what gift to send.
"This is considered to be the completion of most of the emperor's mission. The next step is to slowly eliminate the abnormalities in the mountain."
Ning Fei also breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the people from the Yao Chi Holy Land, his eyes moved and he called them.
"Fairy of Yaochi, please stay. I have admired Donghuang for a long time. This mountain was destroyed by Donghuang and only came into being. Fortunately, I got it. I am willing to jointly develop this place with your holy land."
Several female cultivators from Yao Chi looked at each other in bewilderment. They had also wanted to occupy Zishan Mountain in the first place, but Donghuang had once warned them not to approach it easily as there were great dangers inside. So they had no choice but to give up the idea.
Now, someone actually came to my door.
"We still need to go back and ask the Queen Mother. We still don't know the name of the Taoist school established by the saint?" asked a female cultivator from Yao Chi.
Ning Fei's expression, which had been calm before when facing the Saint King and the Supreme Emperor Soldier, suddenly became a little strange. His eyes were a little erratic, and he slowly uttered three words: "Kaoshan Sect."
At the beginning, the Emperor Dong gave him several choices, including the Zhatian Gang and the Great Love League. He could only choose a name that looked a little more reliable with tears in his eyes.
"." The female cultivator from Yao Chi was slightly stunned at first, then she smiled politely and left.
This person's origins are extremely mysterious, and the name of his sect almost implies that he has a "backer" behind him, so he must not be provoked easily.
On the other side of the Eastern Wilderness, in the ancient forbidden land, Shaohua raised his hand and caught an ancient jar, then walked leisurely into the depths.
"Misfortunes sent by Heaven can be forgiven, but those brought upon oneself cannot. I have suppressed them for more than 20,000 years, yet they still refuse to repent. Today I will take away the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot and let them fend for themselves." Shaohua whispered to himself.
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