The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 26: Even if I earn a mountain of gold and silver, the Son of God’s kindness is still not enough

In the central area of ​​the Eastern Wilderness, cities stand in rows.

Wang Hongwu and Duan De arrived here and saw various creatures gathering and heading to the Northern Territory to explore the mystery of the Holy Spirit's fall.

"Firsthand news, firsthand news, a shocking change occurred at the Holy Spirit's Falling Place, and the Black Tide swallowed up another Dao Slayer!"

"Original Lake has subjugated another major royal family, hoping to recreate the former splendor of the eight subordinate royal families. The eight divine tribes have a subtle attitude towards this, and there is hidden friction between the two sides. It is rumored that the descendants of the divine generals wanted to borrow the Yuanhuang Dao soldiers to nourish something, but were rejected."

"The latest news about the Falling Holy Land. You can buy a piece of holy material the size of a fist. Don't miss it if you pass by."

There are even many people who sell information, treating every bit of information there as a treasure.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hongwu's thoughts became active. He also understood this ancient purgatory. Ziwei Sect and himself were short of resources at that time. It would be a waste of the history he knew to make a fortune from it. He just needed the cooperation of another "master".

With this thought, he stared at Duan De and said seriously, "Master, I think your drawing skills are very good. If you combine them with some of my aging techniques, it will be very popular."

"What do you mean? I smell the smell of a huge sin. Wuliang Tianzun, please don't pity me just because I am a delicate flower. Please make it come more violently!" The fat Taoist priest immediately became excited when he heard that there was money to be made, and rolled up his sleeves to work.

Wang Hongwu rubbed his fingers when he saw this and said, "Look, they can even sell information so smoothly. Why don't we take advantage of their tricks and create some treasure maps of Purgatory, half true and half false, add some traces of the past, and then mix in some specious things to sell to those tribes. Wouldn't it be great?"

I'm confident that the real part of the map is real, and the fake part also looks real; as for how to sell it to them and make these guys believe it, I think the Taoist priest is the best at it. Remember to conceal your human identity. Disguised as a fierce tribe can avoid a lot of trouble. It's not difficult to change the world with the source technique."

"That's not difficult, it's just about dividing the profits..." "Half for each of us, that way our relationship won't fade. Let's split it fifty-fifty and make a big deal!"

"The Taoist priest is tall!" "The little dragon man is tough!" "The business he does is big and tough!"

Talking about their deep love, the two couldn't help but feel a sense of mutual admiration, and shook hands and said, "Become bigger and stronger, create more glory; earn mountains of gold and silver, and return home together!"

The ten thousand races were still too simple-minded. This field of fresh and tender chives was flirting with them, and they were itching to cut them.

Not long after, Duan De personally made a treasure map that Wang Hongwu made by revisiting his ancestors' styles with the patterns of the Heaven-Sacrificing Array. Due to the patterns of the source array and the Heaven-Sacrificing Array, this map really gave rise to an inexplicable sense of profundity, and even the ancestor king would find it difficult to tell whether it was real or fake.

"Let me figure out the route inside." Wang Hongwu revised and drew according to his memories of the ancient purgatory before the time travel. He drew a somewhat dangerous route with a mixture of truth and falsehood, but he did gain some small gains along the way. He then handed it to Duan Dedao and said, "Master, I'm counting on you. You must make a big sale."

"Don't worry, I will sell it well." The fat Taoist patted his chest, then stared at Wang Hongwu as if he saw a treasure and said, "But little dragon man, I now find that you are really a hidden talent. You are simply a natural partner for me.

If we were to join forces, we would surely be able to stir up the world, deceive everyone, dig up all the treasures in the world, and leave behind a legacy that would last for eternity."

"Yes, yes, go ahead." Wang Hongwu nodded perfunctorily. After making this profit, the needs of Ziwei Sect were met, and his own needs for cultivation could also be met. It can be said that he killed two birds with one stone.

It was on this day that a bombshell news shook the Central Region: some of the creatures who had explored the Holy Falling Land came back alive!
Although he was seriously injured and only had half of his body left, he drew down everything he saw and heard in a notebook. He also obtained the "battlefield road map" left by the tribes that fought in the past, and prepared to exchange it for resources for his own practice and healing.

"Really? That scroll is hard to verify."

"Buy shit, just kill them and take them away!" "That's right, the survivor died and entrusted the treasure to him before dying, how nice it sounds!"

"No, that person is unfathomable. Even the Dao Slayer can't do anything to him."

"A powerful figure from the Green Ghost Clan has already purchased and verified the map. It's genuine. That ancient and mysterious aura is undeniable, and the location also matches the intelligence we've obtained."

"It's actually true? Go inform the tribe!" "Let's go buy it! We can't let other tribes get there first."

Some people are watching, some are murderous, but as greed rises and falls, some have already verified the truth.

Inspired by this, the Central Region became bustling for a while, and many creatures scrambled to buy the scrolls. The prices kept rising, and even attracted the attention of divine sources and holy materials.

It was not until ten days later that the craze gradually faded, because great kings and semi-saints began to appear, wanting to capture the sellers and torture them personally, forcing them to disappear.

At the same time, in the southern region.

The two men who had made a fortune changed their appearance and left the center of the storm in a leisurely manner, heading towards Falling Sun Ridge.

As for purgatory and the like, I'm not familiar with it, really not.

"Little dragon, I don't understand why you are targeting these vicious tribes? Do you have any grudges against them?" Duan De was quite curious as to why they were still having trouble with the Green Ghost Tribe, the Valley of Gods, the Blood and Lightning Tribe and other tribes, and why they were slaughtering them mercilessly.

But Shenlinggu Zi's face turned green with anger.

"I had some grudges in the past, and this is a good opportunity to take revenge." Wang Hongwu answered casually, then looked towards Zhongzhou with anticipation.

The leader's incarnation has sent the supplies back through the teleportation domain gate, which can relieve some of the pressure on Ziwei Sect.

Outside the Zhongzhou Immortal Palace, inside the Ziwei Sect's mountain gate, there was a bustling scene. Mountains towered into the clouds, and silver waterfalls cascaded down like rivers in the sky, with clouds and mist.

Deep in the great mountain, there are palaces one after another, which are now guarding the opened domain gate. A lot of source stones and resources poured out from them, densely packed and piled up into small hills.

"Oh my god, so many sources? Among them are divine sources and holy materials!"

"Did they rob the treasury of some royal family?"

The disciples were stunned. How come so many good things were suddenly brought back?
Xu Kun, who knew the inside story, sighed softly and said with a complicated expression, "These are the resources sent back by the Holy Son."

"The Holy Son must have paid a huge price for us. Such a large amount of resources cannot be obtained by one person."

"Yes, the Holy Son has worked so hard for us. We should practice well and not let him down."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples of Ziwei Sect immediately became grateful and decided to work hard to practice. The light of the Holy Son shines upon the entire tribe, and the sun’s kindness is not enough.

Hearing these words, Taiyin Sect Leader was very pleased, but when he thought about where these resources came from, his expression became subtle.

It was indeed a high price to pay, but the wool was taken from the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest and many hostile tribes, so this deal really killed two birds with one stone.

Not long after, the Saint from the Human King Palace appeared and said, "Recently, the Ancestral Kings, led by the Huntian Clan, have visited us. It's strange that they actually want to trade some people with us.

We thought it was too absurd, so we refused. However, many of our tribesmen have since disappeared inexplicably, and I suspect they are also responsible."

"This bunch of lunatics are trying to unify the bloodlines of all races. Seeing that the Holy Son behaved differently, they set their sights on the human race. Humph, you stay at the mountain gate, and I will go and ask for an explanation." The Taiyin Sect Leader snorted coldly and decided to take action.

He has been very quiet recently, which really makes others underestimate him!

In the past few days, the turmoil in the Holy Land has become more and more intense, and the matter of the treasure map has aroused the indignation of many people.

"What the hell is this place?" "Damn liar, fake treasure map, we've all been cheated!"

"You're such a jerk! You even lied about this!" "The world is changing, the world is cruel, and the world is changing!" "People's hearts are no longer the same, how can they be like this?" "You evil-hearted guy, you're so despicable, I'll find you sooner or later!"

For a moment, countless people in the Central Region and the Northern Region were cursing and swearing.

Too many creatures suffered great losses on this map, and they survived danger of death and only dug up some tiny things.

Normally, no one would be so unscrupulous as to deceive so many people, including many powerful people and slayers who were so angry that their teeth were itching.

There are bad people among the masses!

As for the mastermind behind the scenes, he had already made a fortune and came to the Falling Sun Ridge in the Southern Region.

This is a strange place. According to legend, fairy fire fell from the fairyland in the past, which caused this kind of terrain. There is no grass or trees on the ground within a radius of thousands of miles, and flames are everywhere, never extinguishing.

According to records, there are nine layers of mountains here, and each layer of mountains corresponds to a sea of ​​fire of a certain color. The power is constantly increasing, and the deepest part can even burn the ancestor king saint!

But the first few levels of fire and mountains were meaningless to Wang Hongwu. He drove straight in and came to the fifth level of mountains. It was covered with golden flames, corresponding to the first level of immortals, which could burn the soul and body.

Huh~ He opened his mouth and took a breath, and the golden fire shrank into a thin line at the entrance, and was suddenly drawn into his body. He regarded it as a tonic for practicing the Sun Emperor Sutra, strengthening the essence of the sun body. Practicing here would bring him great benefits, it was simply a treasure land tailor-made for him.

If someone saw this scene, they would probably be stunned. Being able to swallow such flames like a cow is really not like a human.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really like a frying pan. I'll collect some too." Duan De felt itchy and took out a gourd, sucking in the sea of ​​fire around him.

Ignoring this guy's antics, Wang Hongwu went straight over the mountains and across the ridges and came to the sixth sea of ​​fire. The flames here turned into purple mist and flowed, making everything hazy.

Looking around, the surroundings were a completely purple world. Purple air was flowing from the east, looking very soft and gentle, but the temperature was so high that it was shocking. Even a half-step great power would feel quite pressured here.

What a great tonic... Wang Hongwu gulped it down like a voracious drink, his body was surrounded by wisps of purple mist, his surface was hazy, the solar divine power in his body transformed dramatically, absorbed these purple fires, and possessed the divine power quality and lethality of a powerful level. It was just lacking the so-called order and the interweaving of "Tao and Li", but he also had the confidence to give it a try.

When they arrived at the seventh mountain range, they saw the floating colorful cloud flames. This kind of flame could burn important figures to death and injure the slayers. Even those who practiced the Sun Emperor Sutra could not devour and refine it. They could only guide and collect it and incorporate it all into the banner of humanity to serve as a killer.

"It's not easy to enter this eighth mountain and sea. I'll wait for you here. It's best to take it easy." When he got here, Duan De lost interest and simply sat down, sweating all over.

Wang Hongwu said nothing, but silently summoned the Holy King Tower to protect himself and stepped into the mountains. There was colorful mist in front of him, which looked peaceful and tranquil, but the terrifying heat was like a surging river, rushing towards him directly, as if using the heaven and earth as a copper furnace to refine everything in the world.

Even if the Holy King's weapon could withstand the burning of the seven-colored flames, the feeling of heat was indescribable.

Wang Hongwu took out the banner of humanity and tempered it in the fire here, further combining the Nine Heavens Red Jade King and the Star River Divine Sand. In an instant, seven kinds of mists were swirling around them, allowing the two handed-down holy materials to blend closely, calcining the essence and removing impurities.

It was visible to the naked eye that the spirit of the weapon was sitting cross-legged in the seven-colored flames and chanting scriptures, and its strength increased accordingly. After absorbing the power of the sea of ​​fire, it took another step forward and ascended another small step, and its cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds.

However, this was still not his goal. He walked forward and came to the edge of the ninth sea of ​​fire mountain. The scorching temperature in front was terrifying, and it was enough to make people collapse even at a distance.

The nine-colored flames seemed to transcend the scope of the human world and burn in another world, dreamy and terrifying.

In a trance, the nine-colored mist threads danced as if there were gods and demons wailing in the sky, and all kinds of mysterious ancient sounds rang in Wang Hongwu's ears, as if he had entered a battlefield of the gods.

With the protection of the holy weapon, he stepped in and walked in this dead and silent place.

There was nothing but bare trees in all directions, without a trace of life. But at the end of the vaguely visible mountain range, a small tree appeared and moved, as if it had legs and was strolling leisurely.

No! Wang Hongwu opened his Sun and Moon Sky Pupils and discovered that it was a cluster of flames, but it had transformed into the shape of a strange tree, as vigorous as a coiled dragon. The dancing flames seemed to be able to burn down the heavens and burn down eternity.

Although it was a fleeting glimpse, the Taoist charm was real, allowing Wang Hongwu to see an incredible picture. The small tree was burning, and the flames were actually runes one after another, giving rise to strange visions.

In it, one small world after another collapsed and then reassembled, which was extremely strange. Wang Hongwu stared at the flames composed of runes for a long time until the small tree sank into a dark ancient cave and disappeared.

Boom!

In this vision, Wang Hongwu had an epiphany. Through the fairy fire, he saw part of the origin of the sun and the mystery of the Sun Mother Sutra. He broke through on the spot, attracted brilliant lightning, and stepped into the second heaven of the fairy one.

When he broke out of the calamity, the flames had disappeared. This opportunity was rare.

“I wonder if my solar body can gather the immortal fire at the Quasi-Emperor level?
If I bring the Sun Saint Emperor's divine consciousness and human skin, can we combine them here and repair them?"

Although he felt a little regretful, Wang Hongwu did not force it. Instead, he thought about whether he could use the fairy fire to strengthen his strength?
I am afraid there is no more suitable carrier than the solar body and the solar mother meridian.

After staying here for another ten days, he took out the big flag and rushed to the Northern Territory with Duan De to join in the excitement at the place where the Holy Spirit fell.

Northern Territory, Falling Eagle Cliff.

The area known as the place where the Holy Spirit fell is at the bottom of the cliff. After such a long period of public opinion fermentation, tens of thousands of creatures have gathered here, with cultivation levels ranging from dragon transformation to slaying, and there are even semi-saints sitting in the sky, overlooking the mountains and rivers, attracting too many important figures.

"It's really lively. We also contributed a lot to the sales back then." Wang Hongwu looked around and heard the news that those evil tribes suffered heavy losses in Purgatory after purchasing the treasure map. He couldn't help but feel happy.

Duan De was very professional. He took out many instruments and gestured with them. After studying them for a long time, he said, "This is terrible. There are hundreds of corpses of ancient ancestors buried here. Something big is going to happen."

"Stop talking nonsense and just go down!" Wang Hongwu laughed, grabbed the fat Taoist priest, and jumped directly off the Falling Eagle Cliff.

The cliff is thousands of feet high, straight up and down, and the whole body is dark red, as if stained with blood. This is because the blood of the strong was stained like this in the past due to fierce fighting, and it will never fade.

They jumped in, the sound of the wind whistling in their ears as they descended rapidly, making their skin sore. All kinds of black clouds and evil spirits surged.

Below, one can vaguely see the undulating mountains and the vast plains, which stretch as far as the eye can see, as if a continent has filled in.

Before the Holy Emperor of Fighting attained enlightenment, this place was once a battlefield. Too many people died in the battle, and the battlefield was littered with corpses. The atmosphere was filled with violent anger, ghosts were seen in broad daylight, and the sky was gloomy and gloomy, with ghosts wailing and gods howling.

Because more than one million lives were lost in the war, this vast area almost became a human area, and many strange things happened.

In the end, it was an ancient emperor who took action, grabbed the entire land in his palm, and refined it under the Falling Eagle Cliff, which led to its evolution into this state.

In the long years that followed, the Fighting Saint Emperor preached the truth and quelled the rebellion, and here he killed a Holy Spirit born from evil thoughts on the battlefield.

Therefore, some people have always speculated about the identity of the ancient emperor, but there are too few clues and nothing can be done.

There are even some ancestral kings who think that it has nothing to do with the ancestors of several major ancient royal families in the world.

I am so tired. I worked on it all day yesterday and I am exhausted, but I am very happy haha. Thank you all for your tolerance. I will resume updating today. There will be another chapter at 5:03 pm. Mua

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