With ordinary forces, Luan Xiaoyao would still try to find ways to talk and make friends, but forces with a strong backing and unlimited future would look down on her as a small force from the underworld.
Even though she took the elixir, her injuries were not fully recovered.
Luan Xiaoyao planned to leave the martial arts arena and return to the sect cave to practice and recover from her injuries.
Just as she was about to leave, a familiar word came to her ears.
"What do you think the Dajing Dynasty in the human world is like? Why can it cultivate so many talented disciples? Those disciples of Lanyan Academy are not all high-level, but their strength is the best among the same level. Teach them The people are really terrible!”
"I heard that the world leader in the human world is named Gu Lan. He is King Jingyang of the Dajing Dynasty. It is this person who single-handedly built the Lanyan Academy. His strength is unfathomable, and he is as powerful as Emperor Fengyang in the immortal world and Wu Shi in the demon world. He has friendship with the Demon Emperor and is a legendary figure."
"If I had heard this before, I would have felt that I was bragging, but today Lanyan Academy has become famous in one battle and has proven its power to the Six Realms."
"There is never a shortage of geniuses in the world, but there is always a shortage of people who teach geniuses. Gu Lan, the master of the Eastern Human World, is just that kind of person."
In the casino, various forces were mixed, and many people came from the world of immortals and demons. After paying some price, they also found out some of Gu Lan's deeds.
This was also because Gu Lan didn't make any cover-up.
Wherever you walk, you will leave traces.
Gu Lan had anticipated this before participating in the Ten Thousand Races Competition.
Now that the world's protective formation has been completed, he no longer needs to be as cautious as before.
Things that Gu Lan didn't mind sounded like the sound of thunder to Luan Xiaoyao, and it shocked her beyond measure.
She never dreamed that the power she thought was unattainable was created by Gu Lan.
It turns out that Lanyan Academy was established with the support of Dajing!
It has only been more than ten years, why has the human world changed so much?
Recalling her years in the human world, Luan Xiaoyao felt mixed emotions.
She looked at the Soul-Slaying Umbrella in her hand. The Soul-Slaying Umbrella had now been upgraded to a pseudo-emperor weapon, and it was countless times more powerful than before.
But Luan Xiaoyao liked the soul-killing umbrella's appearance the most. It was still the same as when he was in the human world, just like himself at that time.
At that time, she could be extremely confident, arrogant, and do anything she wanted to do.
At that time, she wanted to challenge all the masters in the world, like a frog that had just jumped out of the well, thinking that she had seen all the scenery in the world and could be invincible.
However.
The Empress of Dajing, Mu Yuyan, gave her a head-on blow, and Gu Lan's true strength made her doubt her life.
But even so, she still had the motivation to catch up.
She wants to change everything by ascending.
Now that she has ascended to the underworld and her cultivation has reached the holy level, the gap between her and Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan is even greater.
Luan Xiaoyao looked at the sky, her heart was infinitely complicated.
She didn't know whether to be jealous or envious of the power of Lanyan Academy.
Back then, I was trying to compete with Gu Lan and Mu Yu Duo.
Now I am afraid that I cannot even compare with their disciples.
"Can ascension... really change your life?"
Luan Xiaoyao murmured softly.
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The resurrection round is over, the elimination round of the Ten Thousand Races Competition is over, and the finals are officially ushered in.
On this day, major forces that were qualified to directly enter the finals of the Ten Thousand Race Competition began to arrive, and the thirty-three days of the God's Domain became extremely lively.
Countless large flying magic weapons are everywhere.
Among them are not only fairy boats, but also fairy mountains, giant beasts, cities in the sky, and even a Buddhist kingdom.
The Shangqi clan once again sent a group of core disciples to enter.
The same goes for the Twelve Temples of God Realm, which sent disciples to the scene, including those from the Temple of Destiny.
One of the young disciples carrying twelve long swords instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Is that person the new Son of Destiny in the Temple of Destiny? He has reached the first level of the Emperor's Realm at a young age. He is so strong!"
"The strongest thing about people who come out of the Temple of Destiny is never their cultivation, but their terrifying power of luck. If you are against this person, even if you are lucky enough to win, you will probably be plagued by bad luck."
"This person seems to be named Chen Feng. He was not a disciple of the Temple of Destiny before. It seems that he was brought back by the old man Ye Ming when he traveled to the human world in three thousand incarnations."
All forces were discussing Chen Feng a lot, and they kept arranging people to inquire about Chen Feng's origins and strength.
Many disciples from big forces also came to talk to Chen Feng, trying to establish a relationship with the new Son of Destiny in the Temple of Destiny.
But no matter who came forward to talk, they were all met with ruthless rejection by Chen Feng.
Even Lu Bei, the Holy Son of the Fire Tribe among the seven tribes in the God Realm, is no exception.
"So handsome, so aloof, I love him so much!"
"Who doesn't like such a genius with high talent, high cultivation level, and handsomeness? If I were a female cultivator, if I were still young, I would be crazy, Amitabha."
Among the many forces, many female cultivators looked at Chen Feng with their eyes shining, and even the old monk from Zhengde Temple, a hidden sect in the divine world, was attracted.
If the old monk hadn't been pulled back by his abbot just as he approached, he would have wanted to persuade Chen Feng to become a monk in his own temple.
As a monk in Zhengde Temple, you can break the precepts, drink alcohol, eat meat, and marry a wife, and you can also receive cultivation resources. No matter how many people would envy you.
Ordinary monks in the divine world are not even qualified to enter the threshold of Zhengde Temple.
Even if the monks at Zhengde Temple are not very serious, there are still many people who want to enter it. This is the reality.
"Senior brother, that boy is destined to be a Buddha. I want to save him. Why are you holding me back?"
The old monk was very skinny and looked at the presiding brother who was even thinner than himself with a puzzled expression.
"Amitabha!"
"This boy is favored by Ye Ming. Buddha can't accept him yet. Let's wait a little longer."
The abbot of Zhengde Temple is skinny and skinny, but he has a solemn appearance, which is completely different from the demeanor of the old monk who is not serious.
Just as they were entering the Zhengde Temple, above the thirty-three days of the Divine Realm, a ray of light suddenly appeared, filling the entire sky.
"Amitabha!"
"In these troubled times, another Taoist friend has stepped into the realm of gods. It is truly a blessing to the six realms!"
The abbot of Zhengde Temple put his hands together and began to recite Buddhist scriptures.
The unruly old monk was stroking his smooth head, his eyes were golden, and he was looking towards a sect inn.
He wanted to find out who was breaking through to the divine realm.
The moment his pupil magic power was just approaching, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared, directly destroying his pupil magic power.
"roll!"
An angry shout resounded throughout his sea of consciousness.
The unserious old monk immediately became serious, clasped his hands together and recited Buddhist scriptures.
Then, his eyes began to shed tears of blood.
