The old man looked at the tomb forest in front of him, his eyes were deep, and he said, "The Great Master must have fallen."

"Why are you so sure?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The old man said: "Because there was a great genius from the Zhang family who practiced the martial arts left by the Great Lord to the extreme and reached the supreme realm of the Great Sage. In order to break into the divine realm and to revitalize the Zhang family, he entered this ancestral land alone and looked for the missing parts of the martial arts."

"In the depths of this ancestral land, he did not find the martial arts, but unexpectedly obtained a divine source."

"That divine source is the divine source of the Great Lord."

"This genius, by chance, refined this divine source and broke through to the divine realm."

"This great genius is the later Tribulation Venerable?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The old man said: "That's right."

Zhang Ruochen was curious and said, "How are you sure that what you have refined is the divine source of the Great Lord?"

"Gen, of course... it's not me, it's Venerable Jie." The old man glared at him.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Okay! Why is Master Jie sure that the divine source he refined belongs to the Great Master?"

"The divine source left by different gods naturally contain different powers. The Great Master was the Heavenly Lord, and the heavenly Lord was the Godly Lord. Which god in the world can compare with his divine source? I don't have this little vision... I don't have this little vision, even the Tribulation Master?" The old man didn't feel embarrassed at all, and he still held on his shoulder, his face did not blush and his heart did not beat.

Zhang Ruochen agrees with this.

After all, there is a considerable gap in combat power produced by refining divine sources at different levels and cultivating pseudo-gods. Of course, even the most powerful pseudo-gods are difficult to defeat the real god.

Zhang Ruochen said: "In theory, the divine source of the Great Lord should contain infinite power, which is many times more terrifying than the destructive power of a star. Can a great saint refine it?"

Whether in heaven or hell, the divine source left by the truly top power will not appear on the false gods.

First of all, there is no holy cultivator who can refine such a powerful abyss.

Secondly, the divine source of top powerhouses plays an important role in the true god.

"So, I said that the great genius of the Zhang family was able to refine the divine source of the Great Lord. It was a coincidence that it should be the immortal soul of the Great Lord. In the dark, he helped him with his help, wanting him to support the Zhang family and let the Zhang family regain the glory of the ancient times."

The old man carried his hands on his back and was full of energy, saying, "You don't understand at all, what it feels like to quickly decline a Tianzun family. I am unwilling to give up. The great master left all the divine source to me, but I can't revitalize the family. Whenever I think about this, I feel heartbroken."

"Isn't it the Venerable Tribulation?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Yes, it's Master Jie. He is ashamed of the cultivation of the Great Lord. Although the Great Lord may not have planned to cultivate him." The old man said.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "No, Venerable Jie is just a false god, and can only live one Yuanhui. How can he live from the Middle Ages until now?"

In fact, if a god with few life spans, if he senses that he is aging rapidly and his blood and energy is declining, he is likely to not be able to overcome the disaster of Yuanhui, and he will fall asleep and try to make himself live longer.

Sleeping is similar to fake death.

However, although Venerable Jie has been in the underground of Wangshan for the past 100,000 years, according to what he said, he is healing his wounds, refining dead energy, and not sleeping.

He is a false god, why can he live well until now?

The eyes of Venerable Tribulation suddenly became dark, and tears flashed in his eyes, saying, "I have already calculated that this year is my deadline, and I can't get through it!"

"Ruochen, even if you are poor old man, I have lived a very difficult life for the Zhang family. I have worked hard, worked hard and worked diligently. Before I die, I will see that the Zhang family has a few more juniors who have the resources to become gods... OK?"

Finally, the word "kehao" is completely integrated into the sad crying voice.

It was a very sad thing, but when he said it, Zhang Ruochen was a little disbelief and said, "Do you admit that you are the Venerable Tribulation?"

"Well! I admit it, it doesn't matter. I'm already a dying person anyway." Venerable Jie's eyes were red and he nodded calmly and sincerely.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Since this year is your deadline, even if I want to fill bricks and tiles for the Zhang family, it will probably be difficult for you to see!"

The Venerable Jie was energetic and pointed at Zhang Ruochen and said, "I agreed! I thought you agreed! As long as you can give birth, I can continue to survive."

This is a powerful and powerful statement.

How could he look like he was old?

Zhang Ruochen felt like he was cheated. No matter how he looked at this old man, he looked like a drama artist.

However, if he was really just a false god, he would probably not have much life span.

"I didn't agree." Zhang Ruochen said.

The old man said, "I clearly agreed! Anyway, I don't care. You have agreed, and it's useless to regret it. If you regret it, you are not trustworthy, you are bullying your ancestors, and you are a bastard. At that time, don't blame me for using extraordinary means. Remember clearly, I have never forced you, you are agreeing first."

Zhang Ruochen finally understood why the old man claimed that he had never forced Zhang Shaochu and King Mingjiang.

Who can withstand this one or another?

Zhang Ruochen did not take the old man's words to heart and said, "You said before that you have practiced the martial arts left by the Great Lord to the extreme, and you have only reached the supreme realm of the Great Sage? Is it that even you have no subsequent cultivation techniques? "Is it true that the Great Lord has only passed down the ninth level in "Thirty-third Heaven"?"

The old man's expression became very serious and said, "I don't know if the martial arts passed down by the Great Lord are really lacking, so this has led to the fact that no one of the Zhang family members in the later generations can practice to the divine realm."

"The practices practiced have indeed had a great impact on breaking the realm and becoming a god, but they are not absolute."

"What has the greatest impact on becoming a god is the state of mind, the rules of the holy path, the divine calamity, and of course, it also includes the holy will."

Zhang Ruochen took out a bench from the space ring and said, "Sit down and talk slowly."

The two sat on chairs.

Venerable Jie said: "In fact, the "Thirty-Three Levels of Heaven" is not the name of the Zhang family's inherited martial arts, they are just called by outsiders. Within the Zhang family, it is called the "Mingwang Sutra". Of course, after the Middle Ages, the Central Empire of the Holy Ming established by the Zhang family also called it the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra".

"Why do outsiders call it "Thirty-Thirteenth Heaven"?" Zhang Ruochen asked curiously.

Venerable Jie said: "It is said that in the extreme combat state, the sky above the head can grow from the twenty-seventh level to the thirty-third level. The great master in that state is invincible in the world."

"Why is the Great Lord called the Great Lord of the Immortal King? Because, even if the Great Lord in that state stands still, he can suppress everything by just the thirty-third level of heaven."

"I thought that being motionless refers to the heart of the Great Lord, and no one can shake it." Zhang Ruochen quarreled.

Venerable Jie said, "Do you think that "Thirty-Three Levels of Heaven" has thirty-three levels of martial arts?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled.

Venerable Jie said: "In fact, the "Mingwang Sutra" is more like laying the foundation for monks, and more like a bridge to the divine realm, teaching you how to open up meridians, teach you the luck route of each realm, and thus cultivating the ultimate powerful holy energy. That's all."

"How to perform depends on the monk himself in the end."

"Just, you chose to practice the five elements chaos body, and then divided the holy soul into six, and reached the Great Perfection of the Holy King, and cultivated the second-grade holy intention. This is your own practice in the martial arts. Including other children of the Zhang family who practiced the "Mingwang Sutra", no one can copy your achievements, and no one can take this path again."

"The foundation of the Ming King Sutra is very important, but you are more important."

Zhang Ruochen said: "In other words, every Zhang family student who practices the "Mingwang Sutra" has different results?"

Venerable Jie said: "It can be understood this way! The "Mingwang Sutra" is the best paper, the best ink, and the best pen, but whether you can draw the best painting depends on the practitioner."

"Do you have to create your own magic after the divine realm?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Venerable Jie said: "Any martial arts, including the heavenly martial arts books on the "Taiyi Divine Power List", are the most important before the divine realm, and monks will rely more on them. After reaching the divine realm, monks' dependence on martial arts will decrease."

"At most, the exercises are just to explain the characteristics of each realm of the divine realm to you, and how to break through faster. These things are similar."

"As for the movement of spirit, with the height at which the gods stand, if they still need martial arts to tell him how to be lucky, this is a huge joke."

"The only advantage may be that the gods who practice this kind of martial arts, the enlightenment maps, cultivation experiences left behind, including the magical powers that fit the martial arts, will be of great help to the new gods."

"Is it difficult for the Zhang family to become a god? Is it really the reason for the lack of martial arts?" Zhang Ruochen said to himself.

Venerable Jie shook his head and said cautiously: "Not necessarily."

“How to say it?”

Venerable Jie said: "The Zhang family's children are very talented, especially in ancient times and medieval times. They are just lacking in martial arts. How could it prevent them from becoming gods? I guess, it may be cursed by the Nether Clan!"

"Dare you dare to curse the Great Lord?"

"When the Great Lord is alive, no one dares to curse it. However, after the Great Lord's death, the enemy who once was once the Great Lord was completely likely to target his descendants. At the same time, it also prevents another powerful man of the Great Lord from appearing among the children of the Zhang family, which will suppress the Hell Realm, including the Underworld, and cannot raise his head."

"Do you think my guess makes sense?"

"hehe!"

Zhang Ruochen smiled, feeling that the old man was making excuses for himself to be unable to cultivate into a god, and said, "My father was in the hell realm, and he broke into the realm of gods."

Venerable Jie thought his guess was very reasonable and said anxiously: "The ten Yuanhui has passed, and no matter how strong the curse is, it has faded. The man who cast the curse back then must have died! Besides, it is also possible that your father has re-edited other techniques in the hell realm. It is also possible that the Lord of the Imperial God Island helped him resolve the curse. There are many possibilities!"

Zhang Ruochen was not interested in this, thinking that the divine realm should not be able to stop him, and asked curiously: "How many divine planets have been condensed by the Great Master back then? Since you have refined his divine source, can you mobilize the power of the divine planet?"

The Venerable Jie stood up, pointed to the sky and said, "Practice the "Mingwang Sutra", do not concentrate the planet, but only cultivate the sky above your head. A sky, a world."

Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw the shadow of the eighteenth level of heaven above the head of Venerable Jie.

The 27th level of the Great Master Tianyu, he actually inherited only the eighteenth level?

Destroyed!

The great master's divine source was destroyed on him.

Zhang Ruochen naturally didn't say this, after all, he couldn't beat him now.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the huge tombs covered by the Nine Colorful Divine Light again and said, "Who was the one who helped you refine the divine source back then? I don't believe it, you can refine it yourself!"
Chapter completed!