Chapter 2035

"Another way of heaven?"

Jiang Cheng was also moved.

He is now more aware of the significance of Yi Shan's words.

It turns out that the way of heaven doesn't suppress the limit of the plane, and allows the living creatures to continuously improve. How could this be the result?

Wushan nodded and said, "although I haven't seen the ancient sage, it should be just a possibility to become another way of heaven."

"After all, the strength of the ancient sage is not as good as the true God."

"The righteous God is still under the way of heaven, not to mention the ancient sage?"

"Yes."

Jiang Cheng nodded slightly.

"But the ancient sage is still a bit powerful."

He suddenly wondered who was more powerful, the ancient sage or the peak emperor.

From the level of Tao, the ancient sage who turned Tao into the source should surpass the original emperor.

After all, in the era of the emperor, the upper limit was only the Lord. She had tried her best to break the upper limit.

However, the holy emperor has a real divine body and the spirit of the heavenly family beyond the twelve levels.

This aspect should be incomparable to ancient saints.

"Who are the two ancient saints?"

"One is an ancient saint of Wuding. His whereabouts are uncertain, and he has never established a sect. It is very mysterious."

"As for another ancient saint who shakes heaven, you should know that he was the emperor of war in the former heavenly palace."

"This Yuanheng galaxy is the result of her heaven shaking axe. When we step here, we are in her field."

"Just because of her old man's status and strength, she should also disdain to observe everyone going in and out."

Wushan said this and looked at Jiang Cheng with a little anticipation.

"Master, did you make friends with the war emperor when you were in the yuan celestial world?"

Jiang Cheng thought for a while. He had been to Zhan Tian palace, but the 'War Emperor' did not show up.

So there's no friendship at all?

"I haven't even met him. Where did I get to know him?"

Wushan sighed with regret.

"What a pity."

"What a pity?"

"Xianwu island is not peaceful. The war emperor is the supreme controller here. How wonderful it would be if he could get her protection and support!"

Jiang Cheng gave him an oblique look and said in a bad tone: "didn't you say that as long as I was there, you wouldn't have to be afraid of anything?"

"Why, I still need someone else's protection and support?"

"Since you worship the war emperor so much, you can worship him as your teacher."

Wu Shanxin said that I was just flattering and exaggerating. Who doesn't want more powerful backers.

"Master misunderstood. Of course, you have great power, but there are many friends and many paths."

"Don't mention my friends. Maybe the emperor will treat me as an enemy."

Jiang Cheng shrugged. "After all, I had nothing to do with Tiangong. You haven't seen it before."

When he said this, Wushan remembered.

In those days, Jiang City killed many of the heavenly palace gods.

The war emperor probably hates him.

Thinking of this, his expression became a little stiff, and he could only try to laugh.

"Well, it should be... No?"

"It's been so many years, ha ha... Now they don't carry the banner of the heavenly palace anymore. That little gratitude and resentment has gone with the wind..."

"In her present capacity, there is no need to haggle over every ounce, right?"

Such self comforting words, of course, could not convince him.

I was going to take refuge, but I ended up in the enemy's territory. What's the matter?

Changyang, Changbai and others on the side also showed bitter faces.

"Why don't we turn around and go back?"

"You can go somewhere else."

"Anyway, it's far enough away. Cangmen palace can't find it for a while."

The long spirit could not help teasing.

"Tut tut Tut, have you boasted about this boy these days?"

"Why, now I have no confidence in your Jiang Shizu?"

"Right here? He's right here?"

Jiang Cheng waved his hand.

"Continue to move towards xianwuzhou. I am a little interested in ancient saints."

Wushan and Changyang dared not disobey his order.

As for Chang Ling, she wanted to see Jiang Cheng show her true shape and make the so-called Shizu identity a joke.

It took three days for the boat to cross the outer zone surrounded by stars.

The Xianwu continent presented to the public is not a huge star, but a scattered continent.

Like huge floating islands floating in the starry sky.

Wushan, Changyang and others have heard about xianwuzhou from hearsay and do not know much about it.

Facing the nearest continent, the flying boat plunged into it.

Everyone's landing site is a lush jungle.

When they looked up, they could only see the crown of the tree that covered the sky and rushed straight to the clouds.

"The spirit of Xianyuan here is very strong. It's better than our previous Mountain Gate station."

"Of course!"

Wushan's heart is firm, and he looks like an old horse who knows his way.

"After all, it's the well-known xianwuzhou, which is not comparable to the shabby places like changluzhou."

"Well, well, here is a treasure land with good feng shui. I think it's good to rebuild the Qiyu temple here."

Several disciples have no opinion.

They don't care whether the surrounding area is densely populated. Anyway, Qiyu Temple doesn't plan to expand its scale.

So, after more than ten seconds, the huge trees within ten miles around were quickly emptied.

Several simple Taoist temples have sprung up.

After several people lived in happily, Wushan was about to make a speech about the sect relocation, when there was a loud noise outside.

Then Qiyu temple was blown up again.

Although the power is far less than that of the deep pit blasted by Jiang City, the newly built zongmen is still in ruins.

"What happened?"

"Who did it?"

In the dust, Wushan and Changyang Changling flew out.

In a short period of one month, the zongmen station was destroyed twice. They all wondered if it was Providence.

Does heaven not allow the existence of Qiyu temple?

Through the dust, Jiang Cheng saw clusters of figures in front of him.

It was winding and thick vines, dark green or dark. Some were covered with leaves, some were covered with barbs, and some were dotted with flowers.

The dense fog swirled around, and the vines fluttered slowly in the windless jungle.

While the vine as thick as a bucket spiraled down from the tree, the towering tree that could not be surrounded by hundreds of people quickly dried up and sprinkled powder on the ground.

It is really like a python that eats people one by one, emitting a very penetrating breath.

Changling and Changxin were scared and screamed.

"What ethnic group is this?"

"Demon clan?"

Although they have a lot of knowledge, they usually deal with the most human immortals.

The alien race that we can meet occasionally is only the common demon clan and ghost clan.

But Jiang Cheng recognized it.

"This is the youmu clan, also known as the Teng clan, a branch of the Mu clan."

In those days, there were some youmu clans among the spirit clans in the ancient fairy world.

However, in terms of strength, it must be far inferior to the current group.

"Who sent you here?"