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After a while of voice transmission, Emperor Wu Shitian made a summary: "I will lie low for a while, at least for more than a year, waiting for the day of the 'Gathering of Immortals' in the Xuanhuang World. At the latest, we must find out the location where the previous Saint was imprisoned, or the secret of the 'Saint's Hall'. Because after that, both the immortals and demons in the Xuanhuang World will undergo earth-shaking changes."
Li Wutan and the other two appeared calm on the surface, but their hearts were filled with turmoil. Through what Wu Shitian said, they learned several important pieces of information. It seemed that the great calamity of the gods would most likely break out in a year, after the "Congress of Immortals"!
As for Feng Baiyu's background, Li Wuotian knew it very well, so he didn't need to worry about this issue. Feng Baiyu was extremely intelligent and calculating. Whether it was the gods or the "Taiyi Sect", it was difficult for them to calculate this person.
There is no need to worry about the future of "Yuhuamen". The most critical thing right now is that Li Wutan must improve his realm as much as possible in more than a year. Otherwise, he will not be qualified to participate in the great calamity of the gods and will not be able to obtain the starting resources to support his cultivation in the fairy world.
Just as the gods were communicating with each other telepathically, suddenly, the distorted space in front of them fluctuated, and then a ship more than ten meters long emerged from the space.
Li Wutan took a quick glance and found that this building ship was actually a low-grade Taoist weapon. On the building ship, there were nine masters standing. Judging from their attire, they were also true disciples of the "Wuji Xinggong".
All nine of them have ninth-level supernatural powers and are powerful figures who have condensed the "Dharma of Heaven and Earth".
"Who are you? Don't you know the rules of your sect that you are not allowed to stay outside the 'Chun Yang Palace'?" One of the masters shouted, calling out from a high position. This man had a gloomy face and was obviously a powerful character.
"Brother, we are here to exchange our contribution points for the Pure Yang Pill."
Li Wuotan and Fang Qingxue didn't say anything, and Wu Shitian was also putting on airs. Fang Han smiled bitterly and immediately stepped forward and said.
"Really? Each of you should pay one thousand contribution points first. We are the disciples guarding the Pure Yang Palace!" The disciple with a gloomy face said, "Pay the contribution points and we will take you in."
"To enter the 'Chun Yang Palace' to exchange for elixirs, one must pay contribution points? It seems that there is no such rule in the sect's rules?" Divine Emperor Wu Shitian was stunned.
"In this 'Pure Yang Palace', we are the rules! We patrol here every day and have no time to practice and refine magic weapons. But you guys earn contribution points outside and come here to exchange for pills, leaving us to starve?"
"In a word, you have to pay your contribution points so that I can exchange them for elixirs. If you don't pay, get out immediately. If you stay any longer, you will be punished for violating the sect rules and robbing elixirs from the Chunyang Palace!" On the boat, a slightly fat disciple wearing a hat shouted.
"You!" The God Emperor Wu Shitian was furious. As the emperor among the gods, he ruled over everything and was powerful enough to kill anyone he wanted. But now he was being scolded by a few small characters.
"Forget it. It's better to have less trouble than more. When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. I'll pay the four thousand contribution points." Fang Han spoke immediately and waved his hand. Four thousand star runes flew out and projected into the boat.
"That's better." The monk with a gloomy face nodded, emitting a brilliant light, and pointed at Fang Han, Wu Shitian, Li Wutian, and Fang Qingxue: "Only the four of you come up, and the rest of the servants are not allowed to enter."
"You just wait here, understand?" Divine Emperor Wu Shitian ordered more than a dozen God Kings.
"Yes!" More than a dozen God Kings answered in unison.
"Boy, not bad! Quite impressive, and you even have servants." The slightly fat monk wearing a hat laughed strangely twice: "It seems that I should ask you to pay more contribution points."
"Yes, generally people like this are very wealthy. It would be a waste if we didn't ask them to pay more contribution points." Another disciple guarding the "Pure Yang Palace" laughed strangely: "Hey! Boy, you! Pay another thousand points. What are you talking about? It's because you are so rude that I asked you to pay more!"
"You are courting death! Courting death!" Divine Emperor Wu Shitian was furious deep inside, a storm was brewing, but Fang Han stopped him again: "My fellow brothers, my fellow brother is a little angry, please forgive me. One thousand contribution points, we will pay, we will pay! I hope you will give me some leniency and don't bother with us."
As he spoke, Fang Han took out another thousand contribution points.
"That's better. Just follow our ship!" The monk with a gloomy face sneered.
"These people are really hateful. If they go underground to hunt demons, we will find an opportunity to kill them! And refine their souls into magic weapons! They will make me so mad!" The four of them flew forward with the treasure ship, and the angry voice of the God Emperor Wu Shitian came from their minds.
"Junior brother, you are so angry that you are confused. These disciples have much higher cultivation than us. Each of them has cultivated the realm of 'Dharma of Heaven and Earth'. They can kill us at will." Fang Han said deliberately.
"That's nothing! I have my own ways to deal with them." The Divine Emperor Wu Shitian suddenly calmed down.
"Well, these people are really domineering and I can't stand it. If I really have the means to deal with them, I will naturally kill them." Fang Han said immediately.
"Okay!" The Divine Emperor Wu Shitian and Fang Han, Li Wutan, and Fang Qingxue slowly followed behind the building ship, passed through layers of twisted space, and finally arrived in front of the "Chun Yang Palace".
Coming here, even Li Wutan felt his own insignificance.
The magnificent hall stands in the space. In front of the square of the hall, there are as many as three thousand totem poles!
Each totem pole is a hundred feet thick and three thousand feet long!
Li Wutian and his three companions stood in front of these pillars, looking as small as an ant. On top of these totem pillars, ancient dragons were entwined!
This is not the real ancient celestial dragon, but its majesty is no different from that of the ancient celestial dragon, and its power is purer than that of the ancient celestial dragon. Both are celestial dragons condensed from pure yang power!
The pure yang energy here is so strong that it can condense into a real celestial dragon!
"Each Pure Yang Heavenly Dragon is formed from 100 million Pure Yang Pills. Just outside the Pure Yang Palace, there are 300 billion Pure Yang Pills!"
Li Wutan, Fang Han and Fang Qingxue were all shocked by the scene before them.
“Okay, no matter how many ‘Pure Yang Pills’ you want to exchange, just send out your contribution points and let these Pure Yang Dragons devour them. They will then spit out the corresponding ‘Pure Yang Pills’.” The cultivator with a gloomy face looked at the four people and explained.
The Divine Emperor Wu Shitian seemed to want to show off his wealth deliberately. As soon as he took out his jade token, thousands of contribution points flew into the mouth of a pure yang dragon on a totem pole.
A full ten million contribution points were converted into "Pure Yang Pills".
Li Wutan, Fang Han and Fang Qingxue did not dare to show off their wealth. They symbolically exchanged 30,000 to 50,000 "Pure Yang Pills" each. This wealth was completely in line with the standards of these new true disciples.
The gloomy-faced monks and the guards of the "Chun Yang Palace" simply ignored Li Wuotan, Fang Qingxue and Fang Han, and stared at Wu Shitian with wide eyes, apparently intimidated by his wealth and power.
"Tens of millions of contribution points! How can this person have so many contribution points! Only some deputy hall masters and masters of the immortal secret realm can have so many contribution points!"
"Indeed, it takes at least hundreds of years to accumulate tens of millions of contribution points. How could this person, a newly promoted true disciple, have so many contribution points!"
"Brother, do you want it?"
"This person is not a fool. He deliberately showed off his wealth in front of us. He is deliberately trying to lure us into action. Don't act rashly!"
Seeing that the Divine Emperor Wu Shitian actually gave out 10 million contribution points in exchange for the Chunyang Pill, several disciples guarding the Chunyang Palace were shocked.
Especially the disciple with a gloomy face, his eyes showed murderous intent, revealing his naked intention of killing people and seizing treasures.
The leading disciple, who had remained silent the whole time, stopped them from taking action.
"Goodbye, my four junior brothers and sisters."
In the end, the guards made way for Li Wuotan and his three companions to leave the square in front of Chunyang Palace safely.
"Don't show off your wealth. Junior brother, why were you so careless this time? It would be terrible if you were targeted." Fang Han and Wu Shitian flew out, sighing repeatedly.
"Hmph! How can I kill them if I don't let these people target me? Don't worry, I have a way to deal with them. Let's go underground, lure them underground, and then kill them." Wu Shitian smiled coldly, his expression grim, and it was obvious that he had murderous intentions.
"Junior brother, are you really sure you can deal with them?" Fang Han asked again in a pretentious manner.
"Just wait and see! You don't have to do anything."
Li Wutan was delighted. He didn't expect that the little guys from the "Chun Yang Palace" would give him such a great assist. They originally wanted to lead Wu Shitian to the underground world. Now, Wu Shitian took the initiative to lead the way, which saved them the effort.
The four of them were talking and discussing as they flew, each of them pretending to be hypocritical and calculating against each other.
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"Brother! That man actually has so much wealth. I just took a look and his cultivation is at the Golden Core level. And he is a new disciple. Do we want him?"
Seeing Wu Shitian and the other three walking away, the disciple with a gloomy face made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"Brother, we guard the 'Chun Yang Palace', but we can't get any benefits. We are not qualified to enter the 'Chun Yang Palace'. It is guarded by the giants of the Longevity Secret Realm. Life is very hard outside. If we don't make some extra money, life will be difficult." said the disciple who was wearing a hat and was a little fat.
"Okay, you go and keep an eye on them and do what's convenient for you! But you can't do it within the sect. Wait until they reach the underground demon kingdom, then take action. This way you can directly deny that they were killed by the demons." The leading disciple, who "changed his fate against all odds", waved his hand with a calm demeanor, not taking human life seriously.
"Of course we understand this, it's the old rules. However, that cultivator has a lot of followers, more than ten of them, all of them are Jindan-level warriors. I'm afraid we can't deal with them if we two take action. Senior brother has to take action. After all, among us, only senior brother has a low-grade Taoist weapon." The disciple with a gloomy face said with difficulty.
"Okay, I'll go then! The self-detonation of more than a dozen Jindan slaves is a threat to us, and we must have a Taoist weapon to fight against it." The elegant and noble disciple in the lead smiled and ordered the other disciples: "You, stay here, I will come back when I go out."
As they spoke, the elegant disciple, the gloomy-faced disciple, and the plump disciple with a hat on his head flew out, passed through the distorted space outside the "Chun Yang Palace", and disappeared.
"Good guys, these people are determined to kill us. Let's go, let's go underground immediately!" The Divine Emperor Wu Shitian had just been sent out of the "Chun Yang Palace". He was startled and knew that there was a master following him.
"Are they following us and going to attack us?" Fang Han pretended not to know and sighed repeatedly.
"What are you afraid of? Just follow me. It's still unclear who will win." Wu Shitian had a sneer on his face, obviously disdaining Fang Han's cowardice.
During the conversation, the group of people fell to the ground, found a huge underground crack and drilled into it.
On the surface of the Wuji world, there are many underground cracks and abysses, which are passages leading to the underground demon kingdom. In order to earn contribution points, the disciples of the "Wuji Xinggong" drill into these abysses, go deep into the demon kingdom, kill demons, get their corpses in exchange for contribution points, or look for some rare materials to refine magic weapons.
As soon as you pass through the underground crack, you can feel the eerie demonic energy and the surroundings are enveloped by endless darkness.
This is the first underground layer. Because disciples from the "Wuji Xinggong" often come down to sweep the place, there are no powerful monsters here.
Inside the Wuji world, there are a total of seventy-two floors, representing the seventy-two earthly evil spirits. Each floor is larger and more dangerous than the previous one. Usually, disciples of the "Wuji Star Palace" will only practice on the first and second floors. To enter the third floor, one must be a master of the level of "going against the will of heaven and changing one's destiny."
Entering the fourth level, you will become an eternal giant.
As soon as Wu Shitian entered the underground, he kept looking for cracks in the ground and drilled down layer by layer, from the first layer to the second layer, the second layer to the third layer, and the third layer to the fourth layer!
He drilled all the way to the fourth floor before stopping.
"Fang Han, let Wu Shitian kill the disciples of 'Chun Yang Palace' who are chasing us, and then we will catch all the gods in one fell swoop!" At this point, Li Wutan finally stopped being silent and sent a message to Fang Qingxue and Fang Han.
"Hehe! Don't worry! My efforts in pretending to be nice to this person were finally worth it. I found the opportunity to take action so soon." Fang Han responded.
Another group of people, the three disciples of "Chun Yang Palace" who followed Wu Shitian, Li Wuotian and others all the way, saw them going deeper and deeper, and their faces suddenly changed.
"It doesn't matter. It's convenient for us to act. Even if it's a master at the level of Demon King, I can escape unscathed. I have been to this place four layers deep underground before and I am familiar with the terrain!" The elegant disciple was slow and unconcerned. He threw out a magic weapon, which turned into a ball of black cloud, wrapping himself and the other two disciples in it, perfectly blending with the dark aura.
Wu Shitian Divine Emperor stopped here and said in a cold voice: "Three little ants from the 'Chun Yang Palace', you have been following us for so long, do you want to kill us and take away my contribution points and elixirs?"
After saying this, the aura of the Divine Emperor Wu Shitian changed, and was filled with the aura of a superior ruler.
“It seems I underestimated you.” After hearing the voice of Emperor Wu Shitian, the three disciples of the Pure Yang Palace who had been hiding in the darkness and following knew that they had been discovered. The elegant disciple walked out directly from a cloud of black mist and looked at Wu Shitian coldly: “However, no matter how capable you are, I’m afraid you can’t go back today.”
While he was speaking, he did not stop. With a wave of his hand, rolling black fog enveloped the area of dozens of miles in all directions, enveloping Li Wuotan, Fang Han, Fang Qingxue, Wu Shitian and the dozen or so God Kings.
"'Xuanyin Tianluo Tent'? A low-grade Taoist tool." Wu Shitian said coldly, with a cruel smile on his face.
"Boy, hand over all the treasures, contribution points and millions of Pure Yang Pills you have, or you will be killed by the demons here today. Remember, it is not us who will kill you, but the demons here."
The disciple with a gloomy face laughed sinisterly and looked down at Wu Shitian, Li Wuotan and others with a condescending look.
"That's right, you are courting death." The slightly fat disciple laughed. "Tens of millions of 'Pure Yang Pills', this wealth is what everyone wants. You should blame yourself for showing off your wealth. This place has been surrounded by Senior Brother Yan's 'Xuan Yin Tianluo Tent'. With the power of the Taoist weapon, even if you self-destruct your golden pills, you can't escape. Hand over your things, and you will still be my 'Wuji Xinggong's' true disciples. Don't ask for trouble."
"Hmph! Hand over your things. I'm afraid you will kill us too. Otherwise, our reputation will get out. People will say you robbed your fellow disciples' property, and I'm afraid you won't be able to escape the sect rules!" Fang Han said.
"You are a very smart person, but it's a pity that you are going to die."
The slightly plump man with a hat on grinned grimly, and a huge amount of vital energy leaked out from his head, ready to condense into a statue of his own destiny.
Chapter 225 The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind (asking for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets)
The aura on Wu Shitian's body suddenly expanded, and purple-gold horns grew on his head. His hands also began to change, becoming larger and longer, revealing purple-gold skin. His nine fingers had an aura that covered the sky.
Waves of terror, oppression, fear, and suffocation emerged from his body.
"This is!"
"You are!"
"Who the hell are you!"
Seeing Wu Shitian transform in an instant! The aura on his body was shocking, like the sea and the abyss. The faces of the three "Chun Yang Palace" disciples turned pale, and they could not believe what they saw.
"I know how big a mistake you have made! You actually thought I was a small character. You dare to speak to me like that and humiliate me. You are doomed! I will tear you into pieces! No! I will sacrifice your souls and refine them into magic weapons." After releasing his breath, the Divine Emperor Wu Shitian said viciously.