"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, that matter is not dangerous."
A pleasant smile appeared on Qinghuang's face, which was completely opposite to the strong and domineering attitude before, "To be honest with you fellow Taoist, I am actually a member of the Earth Spirit Clan."
"Earth Spirit Clan?"
Gu Xiuyun blinked.
He had heard of this ethnic group, and it seemed to be one of the top five forces in the South Abyss Realm. But if he remembered correctly, the strongest among the Earth Spirit Clan was probably the Sixth Realm!
The fact that this clan can stand proudly in the extreme realm of Nanyuan is entirely dependent on the magical power of controlling demon spirits. Other than that, there is nothing special about it.
"The Earth Spirit Tribe is far more powerful than you think."
Qinghuang guessed Gu Xiuyun's thoughts, "Those who walk in the extreme realm of Nanyuan are just peripheral tribesmen. The real core is in the ancestral land of the tribe. Although I have some means, I am not qualified to be among the top ten of my tribe, or even even The first twenty are a bit uncertain."
Qinghuang can't even be ranked among the top ten in the Earth Spirit Clan?
Gu Xiuyun took a deep breath secretly.
impossible!
He is an Eight Ultimate Demon Spirit, and he also studies the system of life and death. Combining the two, his strength is probably close to that of the Nine Ultimate Ancient Saints. Such a powerful being is more than enough to establish a top sect, so how can he not be ranked in the top ten?
"The power of the Earth Spirit Tribe is beyond your imagination."
Qinghuang spoke again, "There are ten worshipers in our clan, each of whom has the power to destroy the world. In addition, there are ten candidate sacrifices. The candidate sacrifices are renewed every eighteen years. To be selected once, participants must not only be strong themselves, but also have high prestige within the clan.”
"I have fought for it several times before but failed."
Qing Huang failed...
Gu Xiuyun couldn't help but was speechless. How powerful was this Earthling Clan? The ten great priests were so high above them, and there were ten alternate priests. But in the end, Qinghuang couldn't even be the candidate?
"Senior, are you overestimating me?"
Gu Xiuyun rubbed his forehead, "How can this junior be able to do what you can't do? I'm afraid those candidate priests from the Earth Spirit Clan are all in the Eight Extremities Realm, and I can't compete with them."
"Don't worry, wait until I finish."
Qinghuang smiled and said, "The competition between the candidate sacrificers is very simple. The participants compete one time themselves, and then find two tribesmen who support them, and then compete two more times. They only need to win two of the three games, and at the same time, the participants can pass the sacrifice ceremony." Your test will be considered a success."
"In order to avoid being ostracized by the clan, the worshipers allow participants to invite outsiders to help. Of course, only one person is allowed."
"I am confident that I can win one game, and I will definitely pass the test of the worshipers. As long as my Taoist friends help me win another game, I will be sure of victory."
"That's it." Gu Xiuyun nodded suddenly.
Co-authorship is best of three.
If you put it this way, what he is facing is definitely not the eight desperate people who can participate in the selection of the candidate priests, but the followers of the candidate priests. Since they are followers, their strength should not be too strong.
"Fellow Daoist, your strength can only be considered to be above average among the seven ancestor emperors," Qinghuang continued, "but if you cooperate with Jian Sha, it will be completely different. I believe that no ancestor emperor can stop your sword. Sha, so I am confident that I will win your match."
Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly.
The other party was right, his strength was indeed not at the peak of the Ancestral Emperor level.
After all, Gu Xiuyun's killing rules are a little weak, and an eighth-grade peak destiny rule alone is not enough to bring out the full power of the fused true body.
"Senior, what do I gain from helping you?" Gu Xiuyun raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Isn't it enough to give you this most holy opportunity?"
Qing Huang said displeased.
"Senior, are you kidding me?"
Gu Xiuyun couldn't help but rolled his eyes. What does letting mean? He obviously grabbed it himself, and Qinghuang was almost swallowed up by the sword sand. How could he be qualified to continue to compete with him for the holy opportunity?
"All right!"
Qinghuang frowned and said, "Then I will give you another benefit, a shocking benefit."
"oh?"
Gu Xiuyun suddenly became interested.
"As long as you are willing to help me, I can let you practice in my clan's holy land for seven days." Qing Huang said seriously.
"Seven days?"
"Senior, do you think I'm a fool?"
Gu Xiuyun rolled his eyes again.
Although he didn't know what the so-called Holy Land of Earth Spirit Cultivation was, what could he do in just seven days? A God-Emperor-level powerhouse would spend tens of millions of years in seclusion at a time, and there were even people who did not come out of seclusion for several years. In comparison, seven days was a blink of an eye.
"What do you know!"
Qinghuang said proudly, "I can tell you clearly that if you look at the entire Heaven of Saints, no, not just the Heaven of Saints, but also the treasured cultivation places opened by the saints in the Hunyuan Void, all of them put together are incomparable. Our clan’s holy land is a bit dim.”
"Seven days is already a great opportunity!"
"But since you think it's too little, I can make another promise. As long as you can help me ascend to the position of candidate priest, I can let you practice in the Holy Land for one year."
"By the way, those seven days are also included in the year. Apart from that, one more day won't do."
Gu Xiuyun blinked.
Qinghuang said so decisively, could it be that the Holy Land of the Earth Spirit Clan is really a magical place?
But why he had never heard Emperor Zhu Sha mention it, and there was no relevant record in the information given by the Peak God Emperor.
"Is one year too short? How about adding a few more years." Gu Xiuyun tried to say.
"no."
Qinghuang shook his head categorically, "One year is already my limit. Even if I become an alternate priest, I can only stay there for two years and three months every Dao Nian. Giving you one year is already my best effort. If I give you more, , I can’t even gather enough clansmen to help me fight.”
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"Two years and three months... there is still time and space left. Is the Holy Land of the Earth Spirit Clan so rare?" Gu Xiuyun muttered to himself.
at this time.
Only a little of Qinghuang's huge body has been swallowed up.
"Junior, I have already said what needs to be said. It is up to you to decide whether you agree or not."
Qinghuang threw out a black and white token, "This is the token of the Earth Spirit Clan. If you don't want to help, just have someone give the token to the Qingye Clan. If you want to help, go find me at the end of the Misty Sand Sea." , the time and location have been engraved in the token."
"Besides, don't leak what I told you."
"The secrets of the Earth Spirit Clan are not allowed to be spread in the world. Once leaked, you will be endlessly hunted by your own clan, which is something you cannot bear."
The words fell.
Qinghuang's huge body was completely annihilated, leaving only a hundred thousand sword sand floating in the air.
"died?"
Gu Xiuyun was a little confused.
He thought that Qinghuang was hiding some means of escaping, but he never thought that the other party would be swallowed up by the sword sand.
"Could it be that Qinghuang has a clone just like me?"
"But that's not right. Except for martial arts practitioners, who else's clones can be so far apart in the Holy Sky? A pure divine body shouldn't be able to do that."
"What kind of force is the Earth Spirit Clan?"
Gu Xiuyun became more and more curious.
…
The deepest part of the Qingye clan.
The ancient and huge green wood slowly wakes up.
"Ancestor!"
"grown ups!"
"you are back!"
The surrounding Qingye tribe life forms all shouted excitedly. After a moment, they realized something was wrong. Aoki had woken up, but where was Lord Qinghuang's clone?
"Sir, has something happened to your clone?" A green leaf couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Impossible, no one can hurt the ancestor. Even if all the strong men from the entire Antarctic Realm join forces, they can't even think of hurting the ancestor at all." Another leaf shouted repeatedly.
"Okay, everyone, shut up."
Aoki made an old voice, "The clone of my emperor has indeed died, but this is not a bad thing. I have been searching for many years and tried hard to make friends with all the major forces, and finally found a Qijue Ancestor Emperor who can help."
"You guys pack up, I'm going to take the tribe to the Misty Sand Sea to prepare for the next competition between the candidates."
"This time, I am determined to win."
"Congratulations, ancestor!" All the leaves around Qingmu made happy sounds.
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PS: The plot of Qinghuang has been laid out several times before, but I don’t know if anyone paid attention to it.
This is the penultimate copy of the Heaven of Transformation into Saints. There are probably dozens of chapters left before the Heaven of Transformation into Saints volume will be over.
Next comes sanctification.
