Chapter 300 [Projection of the God, True Lord’s Teaching]
Taishang Induction Sect.
Deep in the divine peak, hundreds of tyrannical Nascent Soul pressures suddenly rose up, and the divine lights rushed to rush out of the cave first with the momentum of a hundred-meter race.
A series of spiritual thoughts echoed in the heaven and earth.
"Someone was taken to the upper world!"
"Who is it? Who is it? The last time I was introduced was thousands of years ago."
"Who is he? Is there any fellow Taoist who knows?"
"I heard that it seems to be from the Yunmengze Chen clan. Is there such a thing as the Chen clan? Why don't I have the slightest impression of it?"
"The latest news does come from the southeastern border, the Chen family, named Chen Rukai!"
This was like a rainbow of many divine lights. One of the purple rainbow lights suddenly fell ten thousand meters and almost hit a divine peak. Fortunately, it rose up in time.
"Fellow Taoist Lei Zun? What's wrong with you?"
"Lei Zun, are you drunk?"
"Lao Lei, you don't look good. Why are you so white? You used to be very dark."
"Ahem!" Lei Zheng cleared his throat solemnly, with his hands behind his back and a look of shock on his face, he asked cautiously: "What's your name? What's Chen? Please tell me, fellow Taoist."
"Chen Rukai."
"Is it him?" Lei Zun's eyes suddenly twitched violently, his eyes flashed with a look of confusion, and he sighed: "Oh, he was my disciple back then."
As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped and surrounded Lei Zun with expressions of envy and adoration.
"You have a disciple who has become an immortal in the upper world, Lao Lei. Your Fang clan is going to become the True Lord Immortal clan!"
"Yes, Lao Lei will bow to you when we meet later."
"I didn't expect it, Lao Lei, no, you said you were a disciple before, but what about now?"
Lei Zun's old face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he was silent for a while before uttering two words.
"enemy!"
Everyone changed their colors.
At this time, a dazzling fairy light rose from the depths of the divine peak, faintly possessing the power to illuminate all darkness. Bathed in this fairy light, many Nascent Souls stopped and let him go first.
"Welcome to Ancestor Minchen."
"You all, Ping Sheng, today is our supreme sect, an important event for the ages. You all should go to Shenyue Peak as soon as possible to pay homage to the true king."
"yes!"
When everyone heard this, their hearts surged.
I didn’t expect that it was Zhenjun who came this time.
It seems that the real king wants to show up. In the past, the real king always came and went in a hurry without stopping much.
It was probably because he had received satisfactory disciples this time that he was willing to give some good fortune opportunities.
At that time, the head of the Taishang Sect just gained some insights from the true meaning of Aurora passed down from the True Lord, and created his own Immortal Light of Dust, and since then he has suppressed countless Nascent Souls.
Nowadays, the opportunity of good fortune is rare, so you must hurry up.
In the huge square.
An extremely powerful giant ship, the Immortal Boat, only showed its majestic corner here, and it already occupied most of the area between heaven and earth. Countless people looked at it and felt anxious that this place was about to be destroyed.
At this time, the jade platform on the eighteenth floor was already filled with the core elites of the direct descendants of the Taishang Sect. There were many who were not single-spirited and dual-spirited. They were born with spiritual bodies.
One after another, the sharp-edged geniuses secretly compared each other, and the terrifying aura pressure was fighting each other endlessly on the high platform.
This creates a black hole of spiritual energy that absorbs all the remaining spiritual energy around it, making it difficult for the monks below to absorb even a trace of spiritual energy.
There is only one person on the top platform, with long splashed hair and an ordinary aura, because this person no longer needs to compare with others and has established his identity as the first person of the younger generation in the sect.
Fu Wendao.
"That Wu Daoping can only stand on the 15th floor."
"With his qualifications, he can only stand on the 15th floor. This shows how many evildoers there are in Taishang Sect."
"I'm afraid this True Lord Preaching Conference won't be too simple."
Chen Yun, who was dressed in a blue shirt in the sea of people, was not special. He looked no different from other golden elixirs, just for the faint and pitiful chance of becoming a true king.
Most people know that only those on the high platform can get a chance or two from it. Others? Haha, they are just a group of wishful thinking people.
I also want to get involved in the avenue of true meaning.
I don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is.
"There are a few good female fairies on the sixteenth floor. If Brother Chen can use their looks to make erotic charms, I will be very grateful." Ji Bo Chang said with a smile.
Chen Yun asked back: "Forget it, those female fairies are all tough in the background. You and I can't afford to offend them."
"That's true." Ji Changsheng sighed with regret and disappointment.
"Speaking of the seventeenth floor, there are only three people. These three people look very different. They have different-colored skin and eyes. They seem to be the blood of some ancient wild alien race."
Chen Yun murmured lightly.
"Not bad, not bad. It seems that there is a clan of dragon and phoenix blood. Of course, it is just a trace of descendant blood. True dragon and true phoenix blood. If you can get a drop of original blood, then it will be okay."
Ji Changsheng followed suit. For some reason, when he saw the dragon girl's tail, his eyes became a little wilder.
At this moment, when many geniuses were vying for prominence on the high platform, streams of Nascent Soul aura came out, but the strange thing was that these ancestors were more low-key than the other, and they all restrained their auras, wishing they could regard themselves as airy and transparent.
With the entry of a large number of Nascent Soul monks, an extremely terrifying pressure formed on this world.
From top to bottom, connecting heaven and earth, everyone is as heavy as a mountain on their shoulders.
Under that extreme sense of oppression, every breath was extremely heavy. In addition to the Jindan, the most common disciples were the foundation-building disciples and a large number of Qi-refining disciples.
After all, not every Qi-refining disciple thought that he could get something by going to the holy land. On the contrary, many people valued the opportunity to preach more.
But with the pressure of hundreds of Yuanying and Zhenjun's breath, this world was no longer suitable for them to stay.
Many Qi-refining disciples felt upset and sweaty, and some even fainted on the spot. Therefore, a large number of Qi-refining foundation-building disciples did not dare to join in the fun and quickly left the place to avoid the great pressure between heaven and earth.
As people left one after another, only the Jindan cultivators were left at the scene, about 4,000 people. Many people breathed a sigh of relief. There were too many people just now, just like going to a vegetable market, which was very annoying.
So they found a place to sit cross-legged, and there was some distance between each other, and it was no longer particularly crowded.
From another perspective, it was just the beginning of the first round of elimination. Those with poor cultivation, shallow concentration, and weak will have been eliminated.
Now the remaining 4,000 golden elixirs, hundreds of Nascent Soul seeds, and more than 300 Nascent Souls are the biggest foundation for the Supreme Sect to dominate this world.
These hundreds of Nascent Souls turned into hundreds of figures standing neatly in the sky tens of thousands of meters high. With a shout of "Welcome to the True Lord", the world was shaken. Everyone looked at it, and although they could only see a few blurry shadows, they also encouraged their true energy and shouted.
"Welcome to the True Lord."
"[The projection of the spirit, the True Lord preaching] is finally here."
"I wonder how much chance I can get."
Chen Yun clenched his fists and looked at the boundless old ancestor True Lord standing in the sky.
