Chapter 477 Visitors From the Holy Land

"Interesting, this barbarian land of Wuzhou can actually produce a genius who surpasses Huangpu Yuanji, Yu Changsheng, right? I am more interested in him."

An interested voice suddenly echoed, and the Qingzhou cultivators were stunned. They all looked sideways to the back, and their faces suddenly changed. They made way, bowed their heads and clasped their fists, and said respectfully:

"Welcome Your Majesty!"

As the welcoming voice echoed, in an instant, the void behind everyone began to distort and blur, and waves of bells echoed one after another, resounding through the sky.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!!"

The bells rang one after another, and above the sky, suddenly there was a rosy glow, and a tall figure slowly stepped into the air from far to near. The man in a dark golden robe embroidered with mysterious runes fluttered in the wind, and the stars seemed to flow as the sleeves of the robe swayed.

He wore a purple-gold crown with nine dragons on his head, and each dragon seemed to be alive, exuding an aura that dominated the world. His face was as cold as a knife, his eyebrows were flying, and his eyes flashed with a cold light that seemed to penetrate the endless void. His nose was straight, his lips were tightly closed, and he was majestic without being angry. His tall and straight figure seemed to be able to reach the sky and the earth, and his powerful aura was hidden but not revealed. Every move he made was full of natural majesty.

As he appeared, the spiritual energy around him surged like mist, and there were faint shadows of dragons and phoenixes circling and dancing in it, adding a bit of sacredness and majesty. With every step he took, the void under his feet seemed to ripple, and the space trembled.

It was the lord of the Qingzhou Dynasty, Huangpu Hongxuan!

At this moment, the crowd below, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly became silent, and looked at the high and mighty Emperor of Qingzhou with awe. Although he was not angry, he naturally exuded a suffocating sense of oppression. The whole world seemed to become quiet and solemn because of his appearance. He was like the supreme god, with a calm look, overlooking everything in the world.

"Everyone, get up, no need to be polite."

Huang Pu Hongxuan spoke lightly, and his voice floated over everyone's ears. Everyone was shocked and their faces became more respectful. They stood up and were silent, but their eyes fell on Huang Pu Hongxuan and the people next to him. Their pupils shrank and they were shocked, but they did not ask more questions.

Next to Huang Pu Hongxuan, there was another person, who was the same height as Huang Pu Hongxuan. The words just now were spoken by him.

This man is a middle-aged man. He smiled calmly at this moment, and glanced at the people in Qingzhou casually, and chuckled:

"It seems that your majesty, your prince, has met a strong enemy this time. Judging from this appearance, Yu Changsheng seems to be much younger than Huangpu Yuanji. Interesting."

"If it weren't for the different positions, if he were my disciple, he could also become one of the best. It would not be a problem to dominate the world in the future."

This man's voice was flat, with a little smile. He looked middle-aged, tall and straight, wearing a moon-white robe fluttering in the wind, as if he was integrated with the surrounding world.

His face was square, with clear contours, sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, eyes shining like cold stars, deep and sharp eyes, just one glance, as if he could see through the vanity of all things in the world. He had a high nose bridge, flat and red lips, and his long hair was casually tied up. A few strands of hair fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of free and easy meaning.

The most eye-catching thing is the faint crescent-shaped mark on his forehead, which seems to contain mysterious power and a vague sense of Taoism. Unlike Huangpu Hongxuan's domineering and overbearing, this person's skin exudes a faint glow. He stands with his hands behind his back, with a restrained breath. He looks ordinary, like a common gentleman. There is a sense of elegance in his gestures, but no one dares to look down on him.

"Really?"

Huangpu Hongxuan heard this, his face was normal, without any joy or anger, but he glanced at Yu Changsheng and Huangpu Yuanji who were crossing the tribulation in the picture, and said calmly:

"This boy is involved in a lot of cause and effect, and his talent and potential are indeed excellent. If Yuanji's Tao body is not as good as his, it is understandable."

"Even if it is damaged here, it doesn't matter. It's just a Tao body. My son can bear it. It can also be regarded as giving Yuanji more twists and turns on his Tao path, thereby replenishing his invincible Tao. He has been so smooth these years. A few more twists and turns are not a bad thing. "

"Elder Meng, do you think so?"

"Yes," Meng Xiangrui nodded, smiled quietly, looked at Huangpu Hongxuan deeply, and said, "Your Majesty is open-minded. It is indeed good. This boy is indeed good, but if he knew that the enemy he was waiting for was just a Taoist body, what would he think?"

Meng Xiangrui's tone was slightly frivolous, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

Huangpu Hongxuan did not speak, and the conversation between the two was not deliberately concealed, so it was also heard by others, and the Qingzhou cultivators were a little frightened, and there were shocking waves in their hearts. They smiled at each other quietly, looked at each other, and countless thoughts surged in their hearts.

"The prince in the abyss is just a Dao body, not the real body..."

"If a Dao body can have such power, then what kind of strength will the real body have... All these years, is it also such a Dao body that has been active in front of us? I didn't even notice anything wrong."

"If this is true, where is the real body, and this Elder Meng, who can talk to His Majesty so frivolously, is he a human being? The crescent mark... It seems that the matter is true."

Countless thoughts surged in everyone's mind, so their faces were slightly excited. After taking a deep breath, they lowered their eyebrows and showed respect to Huangpu Hongxuan and Meng Xiangrui.

"Crescent Seal, someone from Mengyao Holy Land..."

"The prince is only a Taoist body, where the real body is is self-evident. No wonder Mengyao Holy Land supports Qingzhou so much, it turns out to be like this..."

"In this case, there is another person in Qingzhou to stop it?"

………

Everyone suppressed their excitement and said nothing, but Huangpu Hongxuan frowned slightly, looking at Yu Changsheng who was passing the tribulation in the picture, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly:

"Heavenly Dao Jindan, nine Dao patterns, is indeed a genius. It seems that Dongming and Wushuang's soul cards were broken, but they died in the hands of this boy."

Soul cards are made with a trace of the soul of the cultivator as the core and assisted by special materials. There is no other use, just to record a person's life and death status.

The broken soul tablet also means that the owner of the soul tablet is dead and his soul is scattered.

And to go down, these words from Huangpu Hongxuan's mouth immediately shocked everyone's mind, their pupils suddenly shrank, they looked at each other quietly, suppressed their astonishment, and lowered their heads even lower.

"The two princes Huangpu Dongming and Huangpu Wushuang died in the Luoya Abyss, suspected to have died at the hands of Yu Changsheng. If it is true, then..."

Everyone had different thoughts, and the place was silent for a while, with only the sound of the wind and Huangpu Hongxuan's voice continuing to sound slowly.

"Although my two sons are not geniuses and will not achieve great things, they are also my blood. Since they died here, no matter whether they were killed by Yu Changsheng or not, Yu Changsheng cannot be spared."

"In addition, Wuzhou also needs to shed blood to commemorate the two emperors."

Huangpu Hongxuan said, although his tone was calm and his expression did not show anger, but his words were full of blood and rain, which was swept away at this moment, and there was silence.

Meng Xiangrui was silent for a while, nodded, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and said lightly:

"Your Majesty is right. The death of the prince will definitely not be peaceful. The death of Yu Changsheng alone is not enough. In this case, let's slaughter Wuzhou in blood to comfort the souls of the two princes in heaven."

"This Luoya Abyss was originally opened for His Majesty the Crown Prince, and it was also a test for Wuzhou. Now it seems that Wuzhou does not have any other backup. Since there are no variables..."

Meng Xiangrui paused slightly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and continued in a slightly cold tone:

"Since there are no variables, there is no threat to us. We will not continue to play this child's play with Wuzhou. We will just suppress it directly."

"Just three sects and six sects, several gods, Even the Refining Void does not exist, and it can be broken with a single move. Your Majesty does not need to be too sad. Soon, Wuzhou will know and regret it. "

Huangpu Hongxuan did not speak after hearing this. His eyes flickered for a while, and he nodded gently, saying: "With the help of Elder Meng, it is not difficult to break a mere Wuzhou."

Meng Xiangrui laughed and looked at the abyss of Luoya. He raised his eyebrows fiercely, and there was surprise in his eyebrows. He said dumbly: "Refining light? This kid is really a bit weird. It seems that the fragments of the Enlightenment Tower have been completely absorbed by it."

Huangpu Hongxuan frowned, and his eyebrows jumped slightly. In the abyss of Luoya, the heavenly tribulation at this time has entered its end, and Yu Changsheng is wrapped in nine original Dao patterns, and the refining light protects the surroundings. The thunders are extinguished.

"Interesting, this boy really can't be kept. Since the fragments of the Enlightenment Tower have been absorbed by him, we can only try to see if we can refine Yu Changsheng alive. Maybe we can also refine some residual rhyme from his avenue."

"However, I am quite interested at the moment. After this kid is promoted to the Purple Mansion, how far can he condense the Purple Mansion Gate?"

Meng Xiangrui laughed, but there was not much anger in his expression. He just frowned and then relaxed. His expression was a little gloomy, and his eyes were uncertain.

………

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In the abyss, the heavenly tribulation was vast, but it was gradually coming to an end.

Rumble!

The tribulation clouds were surging, and the thick thunders were falling one after another, but they seemed to be somewhat weak. Under the thunder tribulation, Yu Changsheng was already covered in blood, scarred, and burnt.

The entire abyss was riddled with holes because of the heavenly tribulation. The formation covering the Luoya abyss was emitting a bright light and fluctuating obviously.

"Puff..."

Yu Changsheng's mouth was sweet, and he continued to resist the next thunder tribulation. His body shook, a mouthful of blood spilled out, he coughed weakly, his face was burnt, but his eyes were flickering like stars, with nameless flames burning.

"It's almost time, the heavenly tribulation can't do anything to me."

Yu Changsheng grinned, and in his weak breath, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to flow into his body. Under the constant tempering of thunder, the Heavenly Dao Golden Pill had already cracked, turning into a torrent, sweeping Yu Changsheng's limbs and bones, and merging into his body, flesh, soul and spirit.

"Hoohoo..."

Boom!

The heavenly tribulation surged, and let out a final roar. Thunder dragons fell unwillingly one after another, carrying the power of destruction, and Yu Changsheng's body shook suddenly, exhaled deeply, and nine original Dao patterns blocked in front of him, causing endless visions.

“Roar, roar, roar!!”

There were also red purgatory dragons flying, black turtles circling, golden-winged roc flapping their wings, colorful star deer stepping lightly, and purple spirit emperors chirping softly, each of them bursting out with magical powers. In an instant, the world was dazzling and thunder collapsed.

The thunder was annihilating, the light of refining was shrinking, the boundless fire was surging, the tree that reached the sky was broken inch by inch, the huge waves were surging, the wind and thunder were whistling...

Finally, the thunder was torn apart, the calamity cloud was pierced, and it turned into light spots all over the sky and scattered, rushing towards Yu Changsheng and the five beasts.

Surviving the heavenly calamity is a gift from heaven.

In an instant, the rosy clouds replaced the thunder, the sky bloomed with golden lotus, the ground gushed with springs, the spiritual energy and the power of heaven and earth burst out, and the sound of Tao was echoing.

Yu Changsheng exclaimed softly, slowly opened his arms, and the golden elixir in his body shattered with a bang, completely returning to his body and flesh, soul and spirit, like a torrent washing and moisturizing every part of his body, and replaced it with a door with glittering light, born in the golden elixir, standing in the sea of ​​consciousness, projected outside the body, and standing behind Yu Changsheng.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

The wind swept, and the spiritual energy was like a waterfall. In the vagueness, the three flowers on Yu Changsheng's head became blurred, melted, and turned into streams of air that merged into this door. Suddenly, this door shook violently, emerged from the illusion, stood in the sky, connected to Yu Changsheng, and exuded an astonishing and terrifying aura.

This door is ancient and cannot be looked at directly. It only exists in perception and cannot be seen by the naked eye. At this moment, it is just a vague outline, bathed in thunder and surrounded by lightning. It looks tougher. Yu Changsheng roared, and all his energy and spirit poured into this door continuously. Suddenly, the originally blurred door quickly became clear, began to condense, and became more and more majestic!

The most important sign of Jindan's promotion to Zifu is the condensation of Zifu's gate. This gate was born from Jindan, and it needs to be watered by three flowers to gather the cultivator's energy and spirit, so that it can go out and communicate with heaven and earth. From then on, the life span will exceed a thousand years, and the supernatural powers will be immeasurable.

The quality of the Purple Mansion Gate varies according to the different potentials of the cultivators.

For the average cultivator, the Purple Mansion Gate is a hundred feet high, and the supernatural power can be achieved. For the excellent cultivator, the Purple Mansion Gate is five hundred feet high, and there is hope for transformation. For the talented cultivator, the Purple Mansion Gate can reach nine hundred feet, which is rare!

As for the limit, the Purple Mansion Gate is a thousand feet high, which can be said to be invincible in the same realm!

At this moment, Yu Changsheng's Purple Mansion Gate appeared, and immediately attracted countless gazes, which flowed over. At the same time, Huangpu Yuanji also passed the heavenly tribulation and received gifts from the heaven. As the light flowed, the Purple Mansion Gate opened and gathered. (End of this chapter)