The Enlightenment Pill is also called the fruit of order and the source of immortality.
Especially for quasi-kings, the Enlightenment Pill can guide them in the direction and greatly shorten the time and months to cross the three-level chasm of the Supreme Heaven Pass.
There is even a legend that if you can get nine suitable enlightenment pills, you can push a saint directly into the realm of the true king.
Yes, not a quasi-king, but a saint.
To make a saint become a king immediately and evolve into a supreme being, this kind of temptation can be regarded as a feat that steals the sky from the otherworldly saints.
But it is too difficult. A peerless king can only condense two Enlightenment Pills in his lifetime. Among the ten supreme kings, it is not possible to achieve a peerless king, let alone a full nine Enlightenment Pills, at least twenty in the vast starry sky. For thousands of years, those who have become kings like this can be counted with one slap.
Even so, the thirst for enlightenment pills among the powerful men in the world has not stopped for endless years. Even for ordinary saints, observing it day and night will be of great benefit, and it is almost destined to be the birth of a giant in the holy realm.
Yunkongque was boiling.
The temptation of the supreme elixir, even if it is holy, cannot maintain the state of mind.
On the falling treasure platform, Fushan Mighty's back was sweating, but he still managed to speak: "The king of seven great elixirs, with a minimum of two thousand spiritual stones."
The King of Two Thousand Spiritual Stones!
As Fushan Power spoke, the Qi machines in many white jade rooms above the fourth floor suddenly fell silent. The king of two thousand spiritual stones, even the eight tribes of Yunkong Island, who have controlled the world sea trade for many years, will still be hurt if they take it out. Muscles and bones, this is no longer something that the strongest division can swallow.
"Can the seven great elixirs be separated and bartered?"
On the seventh floor of Yunkong Palace, there was a sacred opening, and the voice came from the white jade wing. The majesty and grandness made many saints look fearful. This is definitely a powerful saint who has reached the ultimate state. At the same time, many saints' eyes lit up. They knew that they had no chance to realize the Taoist Pill, but if they could separate and barter, they could still compete for it, which would build a solid foundation for the tribe.
"No." Fushan Dagong had a look of helplessness on his face.
"Can you let us meet the barter? We can swear an oath not to reveal anything." There is another white jade wing on the seventh floor, and a saint muttered.
Fushan Great Master's scalp was numb, and he heard that this was a Killer Saint, walking alone in the world, and few people in the entire world were willing to provoke him.
"Yes, we can make an oath later."
Immediately afterwards, there were constant responses from the gods, obviously having the same idea. Fushan Almighty complained in his heart that he could not become a saint. This kind of publicity and offending people could only be done by himself.
Bite the bullet, Fushan Master gritted his teeth and said again: "My lords, please forgive me, the barter does not accept any other form of exchange."
Yun Kongque suddenly became quiet.
The Great Master of Fushan could clearly hear his own heartbeat and the gradually stagnant air. It became difficult to breathe. He cursed in his heart. These big shots were clearly taking advantage of each other. Otherwise, any sacred person on this Yunkong Mountain would Strong people, even some rare top figures, would never dare to offend the eight major clans.
This is joint pressure.
The powerful master of Fushan looked around. Not a single sound came out from the eighth floor of Yunkong Tower. Even one of the eight tribes he belonged to remained silent.
Damn it!
This is treating him as an abandoned son to bear the wrath of the public.
The ninth floor of Yunkong Tower.
"The Eight Clans are a bit unethical."
"Poor man."
Several disciples of the Ao family in Nanhai shook their heads and said with regret. Although they were young, they had a thorough understanding of the world and a wide range of knowledge. They could see that the powerful person of the Fushan family who presided over the barter ceremony was an abandoned son who was pushed out. Although Yun Kongque There is a huge formation of heaven to protect it, but if the saints are willing and the energy is intertwined, it is not difficult to kill a powerful person.
Boom!
At this moment, there was a thunderous sound, and skylight shone into the arena. It was the half-open Yunkong Gate that was completely pushed open by a strong force.
In the shrouded clouds and mist, there were clear sounds of footsteps, accompanied by a plain voice coming from afar, clearly resounding over the entire Yunkong Que.
"The farce can end."
On the Luobao platform, Fushan Mighty Master was startled. He couldn't believe it. This was Yunkong Palace, on Yunkong Mountain. The last time he dared to cause trouble like this, the sacred bones could not be found. It had been so many years, at least the number of years he had lived. I haven't seen anything like this in a hundred years.
Some powerful people walking on the white jade corridor, preparing to leave with the younger members of their clan, widened their eyes and looked at the source of the skylight. It seemed that there was more than one person.
The saint of heavenly merit!
The great power of Fushan was shocked. He looked at the ancient figure of silver light coming out of the rolling clouds and mist. He was clearly the guard of Yunkongshan of this generation, the sage of hundreds of battles of the Yun family.
Next to the Saint of Heavenly Powers, walking side by side, is a young man who looks slightly delicate, wearing a coarse white robe. No matter which one of these two people appears here, they are beyond the power of Fushan. anticipation.
"Yun Tian Gong!"
"What is he doing here!"
In the white jade wing, there was a holy frown, and at the same time he looked at the young man beside him. He looked ordinary, as if he had never been involved in practice, but it was precisely because of this that he caught their attention. On the way to practice, there were some too ordinary people. Or something, often indicates a more extraordinary identity and power.
On the eighth floor of Yunkong Tower, in the white jade wing belonging to the Yun family, the eyes of several Yun family members were twitching, and there was always an ominous premonition.
"coming."
In the corner of the eighth floor, in front of the hanging window, Hei Yufeng's eyes were cold and calm.
"Don't be impatient." The stern middle-aged man who was sitting upright said calmly.
The ninth floor.
Ao Yu, who had gorgeous silver hair, raised his eyebrows and stood with his hands behind his back. For some reason, he felt the war blood in his body creating a strange agitation.
Under the ever-burning lamp, the Taoist priest in black robes who seemed to be sitting cross-legged in a black hole also rarely opened his eyes. In the darkness, it seemed as if two rounds of the divine sun suddenly rose up. This divine sun went straight into the hearts of several Nanhai Ao family disciples. It rises from the depths and shines in all directions, not sparing any corner.
Ao Yu glanced slightly sideways, which could attract this person's attention. It seemed different.
"Heavenly Saint, this..."
Master Fushan bowed and saluted, looking at the two figures who arrived in front of the arena in a few steps. Although the solid air around him dispersed, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger.
The Tiangong Saint remained motionless and did not respond. Beside him, the young man in white robe slowly looked around and said calmly: "The farce is over, the innocent leave, and the barter stays."
"who are you!"
On the seventh floor of Yunkong Tower, the cold voice of the Killing Saint that Master Fushan was familiar with sounded again.
"What emotions are you feeling?"
Fushan Da Neng was frightened, seeing the young man in front of him responding calmly without raising his head, without any pause, but the tyranny revealed in his words was like a sword from heaven, carved into his bones.
