Forty-nine calamities, sixty-four calamities, ninety-nine and eighty-one calamities!
This "Fuqiong" ancestor is also only at the forty-ninth level, but he has reached the Mahayana realm. Even with his current strength, he has to face this ancestor and his eyes. He tried his best to fight against the non-malicious aura that this ancestor usually exuded.
And just now I just said the word "Fuqiong", and the word "Fiqiong" was directly attracted to it. Even the small world like "Xiao Zi Zai Tian" that has nothing to do with Panya Realm was also attracted by it. Can't block my view.
The forty-nine kalpas of entering the Mahayana realm are so terrifying!
As for the sixty-four tribulations, I heard from my master that no one in the nine immortal sects can become an immortal, so there are only a handful of people who can become immortals.
According to Master, no one from the nine major sects has survived the ninety-nine and eighty-one tribulations!
Even the ancestors of today's immortal world, only the ancestors of the nine immortal sects can reach this state.
"On the day when Hedao is perfected and the heavenly catastrophe hits, this system must be used!"
"This is what works best for you."
"With it, I can survive ninety-nine and eighty-one calamities."
"In this case, when I break through to the Mahayana realm and challenge the Fusheng chess game, I will have greater confidence!"
While he was thinking about it, Zhan Wuji suddenly turned his gaze in one direction.
A thin space crack suddenly appeared, and a graceful woman walked out of the crack, with long hair flying in the wind, snow-skinned skin, delicate features, but full of vitality. She was Wenren Lingse.
"Senior Brother Wenren!" Zhan Wuji immediately removed the restrictions around him and went forward.
Wenren Lingse glanced at Zhan Wuji, a strange light flashed in his eyes, then nodded and said, "I'm here to get the image."
Zhan Wuji changed his mind, took out a jade plaque from his arms, and handed it over: "This is how the current leader of the Xiantian Sect, Ji Lu, was killed."
Wenren Lingse stretched out his hand, grabbed the elixir in his hand, and nodded gently: "Thank you very much."
After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Then what are your plans in the future?"
Zhan Wuji said: "We are going to the Tower of Reincarnation and attack the first Great Pagoda of the Tower of Reincarnation."
"It has not yet been decided when exactly it will start."
Wenren Lingse said in a deep voice: "That's it."
Zhan Wuji nodded, thinking to himself that he had just said the name of the ancestor "Fu Qiong", and he didn't know if that ancestor was still looking at him.
Otherwise, I could still talk about martial arts with Wenren Lingse...
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately said: "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."
After saying this, Zhan Wuji left the place directly.
Wenren Lingse did not hesitate, put away the jade slips, and also mobilized his body to fly towards the distance.
In the blink of an eye, this place turned into a valley covered with snow.
boom!
Tower of Reincarnation.
The ground gradually became flat, replaced by a patch of gray snow.
The continuous sand dunes are like curtains of light, stone towers, and ancient and heavy copper bells echoing in the yellow sand.
Cities, one after another, can be seen from the gaps in the desert, merchants pulling livestock, and practitioners wearing gray robes with haggard faces.
The blood sedan was suspended in mid-air, filled with gloomy energy, and the wind was howling, accompanied by strange laughter.
In the sedan, Zhan Wuji sat high on the front seat, his eyes closed tightly, as if he was resting.
This time, he originally planned to go to the Evernight Desert with Yan Minghua, Si Hong Qingming, Wenren Lingse and others.
He wants to use 'Everyone in the world is afraid of me' to increase the foundation of these women.
However, he once mentioned the seal of the Eternal Night Territory to the ancestor "Fuqiong".
As for this, he didn't know.
What if I arrive in the Evernight Desert and meet my ancestor?
Therefore, Zhan Wuji decided to challenge all the heads of the nine major sects first, and then go to find the ancestor "Fuqiong" and inquire about the specific situation. After confirming that he was fine, he began to help his lovers , increase their cultivation and foundation.
According to what her master Yao Xianzi said, even after ninety-nine and eighty-one heavenly tribulations, it would take at least more than a hundred years to break through to the Mahayana realm.
This period of time is enough for him to improve everyone's cultivation and foundation!
Of course, he also has a magical power called 'The world is afraid of me', which allows him to survive the thunder tribulation before going through it.
It definitely won't take that long.
Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji immediately took out a challenge letter written in black blood.
The sword energy on his body suddenly surged, and it was so sharp that it seemed to be able to chop everything!
A majestic sword energy poured into the letter like an entity.
That seemingly ordinary letter of challenge was enveloped in a terrifying sword energy.
Zhan Wuji waved his hand, and the letter of war suddenly turned into a black sharp blade, cutting through the sky and heading straight for the Samsara Tower.
After saying that, he closed his eyes again.
boom!
Tower of Reincarnation.
The sky is filled with yellow sand, covering the sky and the earth.
Tall stone towers stand among tall mountains.
A huge crystal pagoda rises from the ground. On the roof of the 108th floor, there are countless bronze bells hanging, making a dull sound that echoes in all directions and shakes the earth.
Scarlet eyes flickered in the sound of the bell, observing the surroundings day and night.
At this time, Zhang Mo had already arrived in the tower.
In a quiet room with the two characters "reincarnation" written on it, there sat a man wearing a large pagoda robe with a pagoda hanging on his waist. The spacious quiet room was empty and had no extraneous furnishings.
Below them, there are rows of quaint futons. In each row, there is a figure wearing a gray robe with a powerful aura. He is wearing a golden pagoda, exuding a bright light, showing his cultivation and status.
An elder sitting at the back put one hand on his knee and lowered his head slightly. His cloak pulled his chin very low, covering his face. He said in a deep voice: "This generation of holy sons of the Chongming Sect, the war Wuji, the battle with the leader of the Xiantian Sect ends here."
"Ji Lu, the current leader of the Xiantian Sect is dead."
"This has been confirmed by our spies in the Natural Cult!"
As soon as he said this, an elder beside him nodded, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his pale face: "This is good news."
"This world can finally be freed."
However, at this moment, a female elder spoke.
"If these five false doctrines cannot be eliminated, the power of the Natural Religion will be weakened, which is not a good thing."
"If the entire pseudo-Taoist sect has been reduced to nothing and there are no hidden dangers, then even if Zhan Wuji kills all their natural sects, it will be a great satisfaction!"
"No!" A shrill scream. An elder who looked young said, "We are also allies, Zhan Wuji."
