Chapter 385 Immortal Emperor Pill, Conferred God Again【Ask for a Monthly Ticket】

Lu Shenzhou didn't know why he kept Li Canghai, to deal with Daozu?

His hatred for Daozu is actually not that deep, but more of reluctance and curiosity.

He even looked forward to seeing Daozu again.

What kind of existence is it that can despise the Shenwu world, but the Shenwu world can't do anything to him?

And those unbelievable abilities...

Thinking of this, Lu Shenzhou's eyes softened. He guessed that Li Canghai must be related to the Taoist ancestor. If so, then treat Li Canghai well.

Daozu was so radiant, but his true face was hidden, maybe Daozu was someone Li Canghai knew, but Li Canghai didn't know.

When Lu Shenzhou was thinking, Li Canghai also had a lot of inner activities.

Compared with Lu Shenzhou's curiosity, he felt more fear and confusion.

In his eyes, Daozu was the murderer who killed his sweetheart, and even killed his close friend. Even the world of martial arts couldn't do anything to Daozu. He existed like this, but deliberately left him alive. How could he not be afraid?

He is not afraid of death, but afraid that Daozu will use him.

In the ancient legends, there are many demons and heretics who incite people's hearts, causing warriors to step into the abyss and become human scums that will never be remembered forever.

Li Canghai cared more about fame than life and death.

Lu Shenzhou said: "Go back and wait. If you want to achieve great things, control your temper and turn hatred and anger into fighting spirit for practicing kung fu."

Li Canghai took a deep breath, nodded slowly, turned and left.

Lu Shenzhou looked at his back and shook his head slightly.

After a while, a figure appeared in front of Lu Shenzhou out of thin air. This warrior was wearing a white brocade and blue robe, with an ordinary face, but an extraordinary momentum.

"Honorable One, two more God's Punishment Army have been mobilized, and the Martial Lord Dugu Mourning has also set out in person."

The man in the blue robe said in a low voice, with a ferocious look in his eyes.

Lu Shenzhou opened his eyes, and his whole person's aura suddenly changed. He once again regained his reputation as a venerable martial artist, looking down on the world.

"Hmph, Dugu Mourning relied on his status as the Martial Lord to bully me. Do you really think I'm an idiot like Ye Shenkong who only knows how to practice?"

Lu Shenzhou mocked, his tone full of murderous intent.

The man in the blue robe said: "Just wait for the order of the venerable, and I will do it at any time!"

Lu Shenzhou looked towards the horizon, his eyes regained his composure, and said, "Wait for one more person."

The blue-robed man was slightly taken aback, but he didn't ask any further questions.

"The great catastrophe is approaching, and the wind is about to rise. Whether to rise with the wind, or to be annihilated with the wind, depends on each person's ability."

Lu Shenzhou said to himself, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled recklessly.

...

The years are long.

The time has come to the 399th year of Dingtian. In this year, Jiang Ziyu is preparing to abdicate, and a new round of conferred gods is about to start.

Since becoming the throne, Jiang Ziyu's own skill growth rate has slowed down. Now that the situation has stabilized, he feels that it is time to give up.

Jiang Xiu has been the prince for more than three hundred years, and she can't hold back for a long time.

There is a big difference between being under one person and being alone. The higher you stand, the more you want to go one step further.

After so many years of development, the list of gods has been growing, and forty-nine new righteous gods have been added, plus the original remaining righteous gods are enough.

There can be fewer righteous gods, as long as there are more heavenly soldiers and generals, and more servants of the gods. Moreover, there are more heroes in the establishment of the dynasty than in later generations.

The Conferred God Ceremony has become the most grand festival in Tianjing. Today, the scene is not what it used to be, and those vassal races also come to wait and see, even holding expectations.

This time, Chen Li presided over the conferring of the gods, and Jiang Changsheng would not show up in person again. He handed over the list of conferred gods to Chen Li. Chen Li was flattered by this, and with all his strength, he completely confirmed his status as the Great Heavenly Lord.

Inside Zixiao Palace.

Mu Lingluo asked with a smile: "Which layer of heaven will Ziyu live in after becoming the Emperor of Heaven?"

Jiang Changsheng was making alchemy, and replied: "Let's go to the tenth heaven, and I will jump up later."

There will be generations of immortal gods in the heavenly court, and one day there will be seniority. He wants to make living in Gaozhongtian a kind of honor and a symbol of status.

Bai Qi lay beside him, and asked with a smile, "Master, when will you have a son?"

Mu Lingluo looked at Jiang Changsheng expectantly.

Jiang Changsheng manipulated the Samadhi True Fire and didn't answer.

Another one?

never mind!

He already had enough children and grandchildren, and he didn't want to spend any more energy worrying about them.

"Speaking of which, Ji Wujun and Yu Yanyi still miss you, and want to stay in Zixiao Palace..."

Bai Qi rolled his eyes and said casually, it doesn't usually stay by Jiang Changsheng's side all the time, it often leaves Zixiao Palace to win people's hearts.

It knows that the Heavenly Court will become bigger and bigger in the future, and the most important thing is to establish its own network.

"If you talk nonsense, I'll throw you out and let them replace you."

"Forget it, what are they? I'll stay with you, you're comfortable!"

Bai Qi laughed and said, no more mentioning others.

Mu Lingluo changed the subject and asked curiously: "Is this pill really able to make someone break through Emperor Wu?"

Jiang Changsheng said: "That's right, but this pill will drain the potential. After becoming Emperor Wu, it will be difficult to improve."

Taishang Dandao recorded all kinds of elixirs, and he refined them according to the Immortal Emperor's elixirs.

Immortal Emperor Pill, take one and become a fairy immediately.

However, the medicinal materials of the Immortal Pill are extremely precious and rare, and there is no core medicinal material in the Kunlun Realm. He can only find some medicinal materials with similar effects, but the medicinal effects are greatly reduced, reaching at most the strength of the Emperor of Heaven and Earth.

At present, the medicinal materials collected by Tianting are only enough to refine one hundred Martial Emperor Pills, which is already the largest amount of medicinal materials that can be collected in the entire Kunlun world, and Jiang Changsheng is not 100% successful in refining, and one third of the success means that he is Alchemy genius.

Although there is the Tao of the Supreme Alchemy, the art of alchemy has to be practiced by himself.

The role of the Martial Emperor Pill is not for the people of the Heavenly Court. There is luck in the Conferred Gods List and the luck of the Heavenly Court. Sooner or later, the Heavenly Soldiers will reach the realm of the Martial Emperor. It just takes time, and the Martial Emperor Pill is reserved for Tianjing.

As soon as Jiang Ziyu ascends to immortality, he will take away Tianjing's elite, Jiang Xiu needs her own strength to stabilize the court and win people's hearts.

Mu Lingluo sat beside him, staring at Jiang Changsheng with a smile on his face.

She naturally knew that Jiang Changsheng was refining alchemy for his grandson. Since the opening of the Heavenly Court, the distance between Jiang Changsheng and the people around him has obviously become farther and farther. They are all in the same place, but the descendants and old people dare not look for him easily.

She was also worried that after Jiang Changsheng regained his identity as the ancestor of the ten thousand immortals, he would cut off his emotions and desires, but now it seems that she was worrying too much.

Jiang Changsheng felt her heart, turned his head and winked at her, which made her smile even more.

For the people around him, Jiang Changsheng didn't want to show off. When he first came to the world of martial arts, he hoped that he would live alone and concentrate on cultivating. But after so much, he cherished the people around him more and more.

The road to chasing the avenue does not have to be lonely!

One year later.

After Jiang Changsheng's alchemy was over, he only produced 21 Martial Emperor Pills, which proved that he was not the best in alchemy, but he was not bad either.

The conferring of the gods has also ended, Jiang Ziyu became the emperor of heaven, and brought forty-nine righteous gods and one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to the heavenly court. Jiang Xiu officially ascended the throne and changed his year name to Chengtian.

The first year of Chengtian!

Jiang Changsheng went down to earth in person, met with Jiang Xiu alone, and gave him the Martial Emperor Pill.

Jiang Xiu was ecstatic, and hurriedly thanked her grandfather, and the relationship between grandpa and grandson was also brought closer.

...

In the Nine Heavens, Jiang Ziyu is wearing the robes of the Emperor of Heaven, sitting on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, with endless aftertaste.

The gods had dispersed, only Chen Li was left, and Chen Li was looking at him with a smile.

"Is this the position of the Emperor of Heaven? The field of vision is really wide."

Jiang Ziyu said with emotion, he didn't mean to describe, the throne of the Emperor of Heaven has special restrictions, one can look down on the world, this kind of experience is extremely wonderful, only those who sit on it know.

Chen Li said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the Heavenly Court is more complicated than the Heavenly Scenery. It involves a variety of regions and races. You must be prepared to suffer."

"Was my father also affected when he was a god?"

"Of course not..."

Chen Li was helpless, seeing Jiang Ziyu's smile, he felt a pain in his liver.

Obviously already a fairy god, but also has the pain of a mortal body.

Afterwards, Chen Li began to introduce the current affairs of the Heavenly Court. Jiang Ziyu stopped joking and listened carefully. He had just arrived, and he had to prove himself. Fortunately, most of the immortal classes were his old departments, so he didn't need to win people's hearts.

the other side.

In the tenth heaven, above the sea of ​​clouds, Lord Yan was meditating, feeling uneasy.

He had been looking forward to meeting Daozu for a long time, but when this day came, he was very nervous.

After seeing the magnificence of the Conferred Gods List, his perception was shattered.

This is definitely not martial arts!

Coupled with the experience of these years, his awe of Taoist ancestors began to turn into worship.

However, he was not among the righteous gods, not even a heavenly soldier. Just when he lost his mind, the heavenly king sent a voice transmission to him, asking him to go to the heavenly court together, and the Taoist ancestor wanted to see him.

It has been several days since Chen Li brought him to Shichongtian, and he only told him to wait. He was a newcomer, so he could only wait nervously, but the longer he waited, the more cranky his thoughts became.

He was even worried that Daozu would not allow him, after all, he had destroyed so many martial worlds, and his crimes were serious.

If immortal gods really exist, not just powerful warriors, then the merit and karma preached in the world must also exist.

He didn't have the idea of ​​running away, but was thinking about how to make up.

As he was thinking about it, a bell suddenly sounded in his mind, shaking his soul. He became in a trance and closed his eyes.

Most of the day later, Lord Yan woke up, he slowly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

"Is this the Taoism of Immortal God..."

Lord Yan, like Taishi Changce, Heihu, Chang Yaoling, and Ye Zhan, was overwhelmed by everything in Shenyou Datiandi.

This is definitely not martial arts!

Martial arts can't connect the dreams of so many creatures together!

Lord Yan suddenly felt something, looked up, his face changed drastically, he quickly turned over, and knelt down on the sea of ​​clouds.

"Dao... Dao ancestor..."

Lord Yan said tremblingly, pressing his forehead on the cloud, not daring to look at Jiang Changsheng.

The Taoist ancestor sitting on the Dao Qianyuan God Seat is mysterious and domineering. The Yan Lord just glanced at it, and it was deeply engraved in his mind.

For so long in Xuanhuang Datiandi, he has never seen such a figure, and he can't describe it in words.

"Yanxu, a disciple of the Yan Clan, you have committed a lot of crimes, your achievements cannot offset your karma, and you cannot become a fairy god."

Jiang Changsheng's voice fell slowly, his words were indifferent, and Lord Yan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"However, I can give you another chance, and give the Yan Clan another chance."

Sorry, it's late again, this schedule has been a little messed up for a few days, I wipe