Nine Hundred and Twenty-One. Martial Saint 6th Level, Seeing the Gods in the Later Stage
Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting looked at each other and nodded, the two entered the vortex together. ??
While the brilliance in front of him was flowing, the chaotic scene kept shaking.
When the radiance finally dissipated, there was another dark void in front of Yan Zhaoge and the two of them.
But feeling the flow of spiritual energy here, watching the movement of the stars in the universe, Yan Zhaoge knew that they had successfully returned to the world ruled by the authentic Taoist sect of Sanqing.
Although the time and space in front of them are chaotic, forming overlapping folds, making it difficult for them to walk, but returning to the upper world is just around the corner.
Especially for Yan Zhaoge, with the experience of returning from the Buddhist world last time, it was much easier this time.
Last time, he was still a Martial Saint of Composite Phase. Now that he has reached the level of seeing the gods, and he has also practiced the Immortal Trapping Sword, it is much easier to walk in this chaotic universe and void.
"Although it hasn't been long, but this time I walked on the ground of the fairy garden, it feels like a lifetime away." Yan Zhaoge said with a smile.
Fu Ting nodded slightly: "If it wasn't for Bi Youtian's Long Xueji showing up, and if you weren't carrying the relic of Emperor Youming, we would have been in danger."
Yan Zhaoge said: "It should be said, fortunately that Supreme Martial Sage who was born in a heretic is the inheritance of Haoyang Palace, and his ancestors had conflicts with Emperor Youming back then."
A cloud of gloom appeared between Fu Ting's brows: "My father once said that the immortal soldiers left by Emperor Youming are ominous."
"However, I refused to explain the reason behind it. I only said that I will tell you after my cultivation reaches the peak of Martial Saint."
"Now it seems that it may have something to do with that fairy court outsider."
Fu Ting turned her head to look at Yan Zhaoge: "Just now, after leaving the realm of the Immortal Court and returning to our side, I tried to remember the name of Infinite Heavenly Venerable once again."
The smile on Yan Zhaoge's face disappeared, and he asked solemnly, "The result?"
Fu Ting let out a long breath: "That strange feeling still exists."
Yan Zhaoge revealed a look of deep thought.
Of course, it is impossible for Fu Ting to enshrine and chant Wuliang Tianzun.
The problem is, just thinking of the other party's name, there seems to be something abnormal.
From a certain point of view, it was as if an invisible seed took root in her heart when she knew the existence of the other party.
However, this seed did not sprout.
As for whether it will sprout in the future, it is hard to say.
Contacting Emperor Jinxiu, Northeast Sovereign Liu Zhenggu, Southeast Sovereign Cao Jie and others, Yan Zhaoge couldn't help guessing that the things they were vague and kept secret were the existence of the Immortal Court and the Immeasurable Heavenly Sovereign?
If that's the case, it's no wonder they're so cautious.
How is Fu Ting's talent and strength?
Counting both places, Upper Realm and Biyoutian, among the people Yan Zhaoge has personally contacted, there are only two people in the same realm who can steadily beat her.
The little sword god, Long Xueji.
My father, Yan Di.
In addition, among the people Yan Zhaoge had personally contacted, no one could easily win against Fu Ting at the same level with only his own cultivation.
Fu Ting's strength does not only lie in her talent and understanding and her unique skills.
His mentality, willpower, actual combat experience, wisdom and observation skills before combat, and ability to adapt to changes are all excellent.
But for such a peerless genius, it seems that he still cannot be exempted from the taboo of Xianting and Wuliang Tianzun.
"Mr. Yan, when you think of or mention Wuliang Tianzun in your mouth, is there anything unusual?" Fu Ting asked with a frown.
Yan Zhaoge's heart skipped a beat.
He really didn't.
If one were to ask the reason, Yan Zhaoge probably had it because he had practiced the Wuji Heavenly Manual.
Although the Formless Demon Sutra can block the special effects of Buddha's Light and Precious Light, it may not be effective in the immediate problem.
Fu Ting's family background, even if she didn't know it herself, if she told her father Jindi after returning home, Jindi might have doubts.
Yan Zhaoge has always had some doubts about Wuji Tianshu, which is a peerless knowledge with a senior foundation.
So Yan Zhaoge has been covering up the foundation of Wuji Heavenly Book all along.
Hearing Fu Ting's question at this moment, Yan Zhaoge replied: "I don't have any special feelings, maybe it has something to do with my practice of the Twelve Techniques of Nether Brightness."
"Emperor Youming's Twelve Laws of Youming imply the phenomenon of chaos and infinity. I suspect it has something to do with it."
"However..." Yan Zhaoge frowned: "Because of this, maybe there is something hidden in the darkness, which is difficult for me to detect."
"After all, I am not majoring in the Twelve Techniques of Nether Brightness."
Upon hearing this, Fu Ting nodded lightly, "It's possible."
Hearing her answer, Yan Zhaoge heard something else.
From the looks of it, the Taiyi Fist of the Five Congenital Masters, which was inherited from Emperor Jin of Miaofei Peak in Kunlun Mountains, has not been mastered.
However, thinking of the uniqueness of Xianting and Wuliang Tianzun, Yan Zhaoge also scratched his head: "There is no similar problem between the Buddhist school and the future Buddha. Is it because Wuliang Tianzun is also a Taoist school?"
Fu Ting took a deep breath, looked at Yan Zhaoge and said, "Young Master Yan, it is not appropriate to spread the matter of the heretics in the fairy court. Although you and your sect have mastered the Twelve Techniques of Nether Brightness, it is better not to take risks."
Yan Zhaoge nodded: "It's natural."
It's just a pity that it can't be used to deceive people, otherwise one will be accurate.
But by the looks of it, the news won't make people immediately unlucky.
If the enemy knows about it, they may spread it to others, and Guangchengshan's own family can hardly avoid it.
In this case, let's all keep our mouths shut.
However, the reason why the upper world and the upper world even put an end to the news of Buddhism may also be to avoid the rumors of the fairy court from infiltrating, so it prevents the passing of time.
"It would be great if I could figure out what's going on." Yan Zhaoge slightly narrowed his eyes.
His mother Xue Chuqing's lineage, as well as the destruction of the Nether Sacred Sect, feel that they are all inseparable from Xianting.
Yan Zhaoge had some vague conjectures in his mind, but there was still a lack of proof.
While thinking, Yan Zhaoge's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help laughing.
Fu Ting looked at him curiously: "Young Master Yan, what's wrong?"
Yan Zhaoge said with a smile: "Good luck, there is a chance, Miss Fu, forgive Yan for taking the first step."
He didn't advance further, but stopped and sat cross-legged.
Seeing his appearance, Fu Ting's heart suddenly moved, as if she had guessed something, her eyes showed shock.
Yan Zhaoge sits cross-legged, the whole body shines brightly, all acupoints vibrate together, echoing the stars in the real universe.
Under the surrounding starlight, Fu Ting could clearly see a small spot of light suddenly appeared on Yan Zhaoge's neck.
Compared with other star-like acupoints, the light spot is slightly dim.
But as soon as this light spot appeared, Yan Zhaoge's whole body was filled with aura, which rose extremely and was extremely powerful!
Although Fu Ting herself has not reached this level, how could she fail to recognize Yan Zhaoge's current state?
That is clearly a hidden cave, he refined his orifices to become a god, successfully promoted to the sixth level of martial arts, and saw the sign of the late stage of gods! 8
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