Chapter 79: A Thatched Cottage

"I... am the Great Emperor Lingwu."

Suddenly, an ancient voice resounded through the heaven and earth, containing indescribable majesty, as if the majesty of the heaven and earth.

Everyone was attracted, even Shengzi Taixuan who was chasing Chen Zong stopped.

Compared to killing Chen Zong, what happened now is obviously more important.

As the ancient voice sounded, a phantom appeared in the sky, like a huge face, which looked unreal, but filled with endless majesty.

Everyone guessed that this might be a method left by Emperor Lingwu, such as the incarnation of thoughts and so on.

Back then, Emperor Lingwu was the most powerful person in the Lingwu holy world, and no one could imagine his methods.

"My juniors, I will leave an opportunity and inheritance here, so work hard."

The voice fell, and immediately, an arc of light bloomed and stretched in midair, turning into a portal.

That is the gateway to the Second Heaven.

According to the rules, only nine people are allowed to pass through this portal.

The place where everyone is now is the first heaven.

In the first heaven, ten people are allowed to coexist, in the second heaven, nine people are allowed to coexist, and in the third heaven, eight people are allowed to coexist.

By analogy, in the tenth heaven, only one person is allowed to exist.

In theory, the opportunities in the first heaven are the most common, and the opportunities in the tenth heaven are the most precious.

Before entering the Holy Land of Lingwu, everyone was informed of this, therefore, the tenth heaven was everyone's first goal.

rush!

In an instant, everyone unfolded their body skills one after another, shooting into the sky like arrows flying from the string, rushing towards the portal leading to the second heaven.

Out of ten people, only nine are destined to enter the second heaven, and one will be left in the first heaven.

fight!

Go, go, go!

One by one, they soared into the sky and rushed towards the portal at the fastest speed.

Among the ten people, Chen Zong's cultivation is the lowest, but Chen Zong's speed is not the slowest, at least, Chen Zong's speed is better than Gong Tianxing and others, second only to the Three Great Sons and the Great Desolate Tianjiao Longman Tuotian.

In an instant, Tianlin Shengzi, Zhengu Shengzi and Longman Tuotian rushed into the portal and entered the second heaven, but Taixuan Shengzi did not, but stopped under the portal, staring at Chen Zong , a trace of killing intent was extremely sharp.

The vertical palm is like a knife, and there is a terrifying force condensed on the edge of the palm, as if the blade-like brilliance is compelling.

Chen Zongzheng rushed to the door at the fastest speed, suddenly his whole body became cold, and his complexion changed drastically.

I saw Shengzi Taixuan's heavy profound force field spread out, and suppressed it in the air for a moment, as if to defeat Chen Zong.

boom!

The horrific sword light slashed down as if breaking the sky and the earth, mercilessly, killing like a bamboo, it obviously has the astonishing sharpness of breaking mountains and ground, but it also carries the terrifying power of thunder.

This blow was merciless.

Heavenly Fiend Force Field!

But under the impact of Tiansha's force field, Taixuan Shengzi's expression did not change a bit, only his face was cold, and there seemed to be a sneer in the depths of his eyes, as if he was laughing at Chen Zong's self-sufficiency and hard work .

Because the last time he suffered a loss under the force field of Tiansha, the Son of Taixuan returned to the Palace of Taixuan, and found a secret treasure that could resist external evil.

Chen Zong once again broke out to resist with all his strength, but felt that the power was hard to resist, as if his whole body was about to be split, and fell quickly from the sky.

Immediately, other people entered the portal one after another and disappeared. Finally, Gong Tianxing looked back at Chen Zong.

"Stay obediently in the first heaven." Gong Tianxing sneered mockingly.

The opportunity of the first heaven is the worst, this is the experience of entrants throughout the ages.

Let Chen Zong stay in the first heaven, at most, he will get the worst chance, it couldn't be more suitable.

finally,

Taixuan Shengzi looked down from a high position, his eyes were high above, as if indifferent to the common people, looking at Chen Zong was like looking at ants.

Chen Zong raised his head and looked at Shengzi Taixuan, his eyes were extremely sharp, but he couldn't affect Shengzi Taixuan at all.

Immediately, I saw Shengzi Taixuan turned around, stepped into the portal and disappeared, and the portal was also closed.

For a moment, a feeling of emptiness filled my heart.

When Chen Zong knew that there were ten heavens in Lingwu Holy Land, each heaven had a chance or inheritance, and the higher the chance and inheritance, the better.

Chen Zong set his goal at the tenth heaven.

Of course, Chen Zong also knew that everyone's primary goal must be the opportunity of the tenth heaven, and the competition would be fierce.

Therefore, the second object and the third object are respectively the ninth heaven and the eighth heaven.

At worst, he will also enter the seventh heaven.

But he never expected that he would be targeted by the Holy Son of Taixuan, unable to enter the second heaven, and could only stay in the first heaven.

A trace of strong unwillingness grew from the bottom of my heart, and a trace of murderous intent permeated the air.

Immediately, Chen Zong let out a heavy breath.

Now it is impossible to step into the second heaven, let alone step into the higher heaven, and can only stay in the first heaven, which is a foregone conclusion.

Then, we can only look for the opportunity of the first heaven.

The Holy Land of Lingwu was left by Emperor Lingwu, no matter how bad the chance of the first heaven is, it must be good.

hope so.

With a sinking heart, Chen Zong looked around, unfolded his movements, and quickly flew forward.

I only know that there is a chance in the first heaven, but I don't know where it is, so I can only look for it.

The nine peerless celestial beings stepped into the second heaven, and the portal of the third heaven was also opened, and a new round of competition began.

It is destined that one person will stay in the second heaven, and eight people will step into the third heaven.

With the help of the Holy Son of Taixuan, Gong Tianxing stepped into the third heaven, then the fourth heaven, went straight to the fifth heaven, and finally stayed in the sixth heaven.

As for the dragon barbarian Tuotian, it finally stopped at the seventh heaven.

However, after a fierce battle between Tianlin Shengzi and Zhengu Shengzi, Tianlin Shengzi was a little slower and stayed in the eighth heaven.

Zhengu Shengzi stayed in the ninth heaven.

Only Shengzi Taixuan stepped into the tenth heaven alone.

Since then, each has looked for opportunities.

The first heaven of Lingwu Holy Land is very vast, and Chen Zong flew for most of the sky at the fastest speed, but he still didn't see the end.

One must know that Chen Zong was flying at full speed, the speed was astonishing, and he had already flown far, far away for most of the day.

Fly fly!

Chen Zong suddenly remembered that before entering any secret realm, he would be informed of the time limit, but this time there was no time limit.

Isn't there a time limit?

Or forgot?

For such a big event, it shouldn't be the latter.

Chen Zong didn't know how far he flew. All in all, he still didn't see the edge, only the endless barren wilderness, no mountains, no water, no trees.

This kind of barren world, after a long time, will make people crazy.

Chen Zong's mind was extremely tenacious, and his expression remained unchanged, as if the water in the ancient well did not have the slightest ripple, and he flew forward resolutely.

I don't know where the opportunity is, so I can only move with my heart. If it feels like this, then go with the feeling.

The thousands of times of the same color made Chen Zong feel as if he was standing still. This high-speed flight was just an illusion. Suddenly, the tenacious mind and will that had been honed through thousands of years also fluctuated in an instant.

As soon as the idea popped up, Chen Zong stopped to observe carefully. The more he looked, the more obvious the feeling became.

It seems that I have been doing useless work, self-righteous and constantly flying forward, but in fact, I am just staying in place, but I don't know what method to make myself have this illusion.

Or hallucinations.

When this kind of enlightenment arose, Chen Zong felt a unique wave coming from all directions.

The fluctuation gradually diffused, sweeping in all directions.

Immediately, wisps of smoke like yellow sand rose up, curling up like cooking smoke.

Chen Zong stood in it, standing still, but he had already released the domain of divine sense and heart, covering all directions, carefully observing every change.

Gradually, the yellow sand-like smoke became thinner, and some outlines could be vaguely seen, but it was not real.

Just like a dream, all the smoke dissipates, it feels like a picture scroll is slowly unfolding in front of your eyes, just like the tranquility and far-reachingness of the Jiangnan water town.

It was a lake, and when the breeze blew, it was glowing with cyan-blue waves, and the ripples were faint.

It was a weeping willow, with long, narrow and soft leaves swaying gently in the wind, like an elf.

It was a house, standing on a small island in the middle of the lake, made of withered grass, independent in the wind.

Chen Zong was standing by the lake, with soft grass under his feet.

Chen Zong stared at the front with a solemn expression. Could it be that the thatched cottage is the so-called place of opportunity?

Yes or no, you will know as soon as you go.

As soon as he stretched out his figure, there was thunder light filling the air. Chen Zong turned into a thunder light and moved forward at high speed, but was suddenly suppressed by an invisible force, and fell straight down. The moment his feet touched the lake, that invisible but tyrannical force But disappeared.

Could it be that you can't fly in the air?

Try again, sure enough.

But it doesn't matter, you can't fly in the air, but you can walk on water.

step!

two steps!

Three steps!

Chen Zong found that the small island in the middle of the lake, which seemed very close, seemed to be very far away, and there was a feeling of looking at the mountain and running a dead horse.

Is it the same as before, is it an illusion?

But it doesn't seem to be the case, because I can feel real, and I can feel that I am constantly approaching the small island in the middle of the lake.

It's just that the distance is a little far.

Far from being afraid.

Constantly displaying, constantly approaching, the belief is extremely firm, firm to the extreme.

Suddenly, Chen Zong felt as if he had been teleported. After taking a step, the small island in the middle of the lake, which was obviously far away, suddenly appeared in front of him, or in other words, he appeared in front of him so unexpectedly. The edge of the small island in the middle of the lake.

The thatched cottage is within easy reach.

For a moment, Chen Zong felt somewhat excited.

Is the thatched cottage really the place of opportunity?

After taking a deep breath and calming down his mind, Chen Zong stepped forward with his back straight as a sword, stepping out without hesitation.

The door of the thatched cottage was closed. Chen Zong tried to push it. He thought it would be difficult to push it open. Unexpectedly, with a slight push, it was easily pushed open like a door made of withered grass, as if it had no weight at all.

Fortunately, Chen Zong's control over his own power has reached an astonishing height, and he can stop it as soon as he lets it go.

Looking around, the thatched hut is not big, that is, the size of a normal room, and the layout inside is also very simple, with nothing on all sides, only a table in the middle, which seems to be woven and compressed withered grass.

In front of the withered grass table is a futon woven of withered grass, which looks very ordinary and simple, and on the withered grass table is a book.

The color of the book was the same as that of withered grass, and the cover looked very rough, as if it was made by crushing withered grass, all of which surprised Chen Zong.

Stepping into the thatched cottage, Chen Zong walked towards the futon.