Chapter 736: Negotiations on the Mountain

The purple energy was wrapped around Zong Shou's fingertips, but it couldn't be absorbed into the body at all.

This is because the power of the gods is already full in this body, and it cannot absorb any more.

After forcing Zi Guizi to be killed that day, he still couldn't help that Jade Fire Turtle.

In the end, it can only be frozen with a thicker layer of ice, and then suppressed with more than a dozen mountain town talismans. Then it was thrown into a stolen spatial artifact.

It is larger than the Lingjie Ring, and has a space of a thousand feet, just enough to accommodate it.

And this Jade Fire Profound Tortoise was also barely strong enough to be regarded as being 'sealed' by him.

Afterwards, they continued to kill several teams of Taoist cultivators above the sea of ​​clouds and outside the void.

It wasn't until the scattered holy fire and silver ants could no longer be found, and there were traces of Daomen's spiritual realm, that they returned to the central cloud land.

In the past few days, Zong Shou spent most of his time searching for Taoist temples belonging to the 'Yuqing' family.

Sure enough, I found a lot along the way, and the bigger the city, the more believers. The more divine power that can be extracted from the statue, the more.

Although there are only a million people here, because the place is close to the Dao Lingqiong Realm, there are a lot of believers and they are extremely pious.

Therefore, the extracted divine power is not only rich, but also more pure.

It's a pity that this body can only absorb about three-quarters of the amount today, and it can't hold half of it anymore.

On the other hand, Han Xi remained the same, devouring the divine core every time. It will always turn into a cocoon and digest for a while.

However, the time is getting shorter and shorter, and the effect is also negligible.

Originally twelve silver ants had grown to eighteen. Carapace arm. They have all been enhanced to the level infinitely close to the spiritual realm, and the escape speed has also increased significantly.

As for Han Xi's body, there is no visible change. The spirit pattern on the surface of the carapace is becoming more and more obvious, with both simplicity and complexity, it is extremely mysterious.

And the holy silver fire. An even more holy light lake, splendid and gorgeous.

Although there is a trace of resentment here, it rises up. But they can't get close to the two of them.

Zong Shou's sword intent was so strong that the evil nightmare couldn't get close. And Han Xi's whole body was shining with silver light. Flames swirl. As soon as the evil energy and resentment approached, it would be completely purified.

"It turns out that this divine power forging body is not without limits—"

He just stood here in a daze, not simply in a daze of contemplation. Instead, he waited for his physical body to 'digest' part of the power of the gods stored in his body.

But after half an hour, he still couldn't absorb the wisp of purple air lingering on his fingertips.

From this point of view, it is not that the 'space' in him is insufficient, but that he has really reached the limit.

In fact, it is right to think about it, the power of the gods. If it can be devoured without limit like this, wouldn't it be easy to become invincible?

In this world, there is absolutely no good thing that can reach the sky in one step.

After thinking for a moment, Zong Shou simply let go of the restraint on the cloud of purple air. Let go of this divine power. Scattered between heaven and earth.

At this time, the entire city was still silent.

Most people in the city stay behind closed doors. Even though it was daytime, there was no one on the street, like a ghost town.

And the martial arts spiritual masters in all directions are still cautious. Or with hostility, those who thought they were hiding, peeped over with their spiritual thoughts. Only a very few people tried their best to restrain their energy, fearing that Zong Shou would notice.

Zong Shou didn't bother to pay attention to these low-level cultivators, and he didn't want to take action for them, but he couldn't tolerate their offense.

As soon as the thoughts are stretched out, those annoying thoughts are swept away. There is no one else who can continue to peep.

With a sneer, Zong Shou walked to the east, and within a few steps, he was dozens of miles away and out of the city.

Then about half a quarter of an hour later, they arrived at a mountain peak floating in midair.

This is Cui Ming Peak, which is the mountain gate of a medium-sized sect under the jurisdiction of the Dao Ling Qiong Realm.

Cut off half of the mountain, draw a talisman array, turn it upside down, and suspend it at a height of seven thousand feet.

Infused with the power of stars all over the sky, although there is no gathering of dragon veins here.

But the prosperity of psionic energy is also extremely strong, only under the Holy Land Lingfu.

But at this time, the Cuiming Peak was empty, and there was not even a single person.

Zong Shou Lingnian searched in private, but finally put it away helplessly.

Not only was there no one there, but there was no property of any value.

Looking at the situation here, it is definitely not because he stayed in the city just now for too long. But here, as early as three days ago, it had been abandoned.

This is not the first case he has encountered since he intercepted and killed those Daoist spirit monks who returned from the east, and then returned to the central cloud land. This is the case for more than a dozen sects in a row.

These Taoist sects have completely lost face. No longer willing to stick to the ground, wherever he goes. All the denominations of the mountain have resolutely given up. The disciples of the sect also all dispersed and hid outside.

No matter how rampant Zong Shou was, he refused to stand out. It is even more shameful than that Jade Fire Profound Turtle.

At this time, even with a firm mind like him, he also felt a little powerless.

It's like punching cotton with a punch, unable to focus. This situation is simply unsolvable.

Looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back, Zong Shou fell into meditation again. It is not reconciled to retreat, and it is useless to advance, or it is really time to consider and go back.

After contemplating for a while, Zong Shou shook his head again. Before retreating, he still has one last thing that needs to be done.

He wanted to take another step, but then he felt the surrounding space distorted.

Zong Shou frowned, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

When this Qi machine came over, there was no response in his spiritual perception.

Just as he was thinking like this, he saw that Shui Lingbo broke through the cloud barrier and appeared in front of him.

But his face was stiff and cold, expressionless, showing no intention of intimacy.

Zong Shou felt strange, so his pupils shrank. It was not one person who came here, but two!

As soon as this idea came up, strands of colorful light gathered in front of his eyes, entwined with aura.

But after a while, the figure of a 20-year-old Taoist appeared. The appearance is extremely young, with a face like white jade, dressed in a Taoist costume, holding a whisk. It feels like ice jade shrouded in smoke, ethereal and dreamlike.

"Poverty Dao Yuanmeng, I have seen the monarch!"

The man glanced up and down at Zong Shou, and then he gave a calm expression.

In the next moment, there was a vast and boundless coercion of thought, pervading the Cui Ming Peak.

And that Shui Lingbo also nodded afterwards: "Long time no see, are you all right? Shui Lingbo is being polite here!"

Zong Shou's right hand held the sword subconsciously. Fighting against the original dream idea, he looked at this person.

This is the realm of the gods?

Yuanmeng? He had never heard of such a character in his previous life.

Even in that virtual illusion, he is not worthy of knowing his name.

If it is not unexpected, this must be the cultivation of the divine realm that suppresses the Dao Lingqiong realm.

Although it is only thousands of miles away, an avatar image is condensed. But that vast coercion still makes people palpitate.

But he didn't bother to return the salute, Zong Shouqiang met the compelling gaze, exchanged a glance with him, and then grinned: "Remember the solitary and Taoist sect, are they immortal?"

Yuan Mengzi frowned, as if he also felt that it would be difficult to force Zong Shou to obey only with his thoughts. Then he looked at Shui Lingbo again, and the latter said indifferently, "Lingbo is here because of something else. I just came here to be a witness because I met you by chance today. If Senior Yuanmeng wants Lingbo to house the two of you Let’s make peace, then invite seniors and invite others.”

Zong Shou felt weird when he heard that, what happened to these two people?

However, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Shui Lingbo's situation, Cang Sheng Dao didn't seem to be controlled by the Dao Lingqiu Realm.

Yuan Mengzi snorted coldly, seeming extremely dissatisfied. In the end, he didn't say anything, and said directly to Zong Shouyan.

"If the monarch is willing to return to Qiantian Mountain, he will not set foot in the Central Cloud Land within three months. Our Taoist sect can also promise that within three years, we will never attack the civilians of the East Lin Yunlu and Huizhou Islands!"

There was no questioning tone, and the voice was decisive, as if it had already been decided.

Zong Shou felt annoyed, this Yuan Mengzi was really interesting.

Within three years, they will never attack the civilians of Yunlu and Huizhou Island in the east. It was only three years, and the promise did not include his Zong Shou.

In fact, it would be a good thing if the people under Qian Tianshan's rule could be freed from the struggle between him and the Taoist sect.

It's just that this time is too short. The battle between him and the Taoist sect must last in tens of millions of years. It also did not include what Zong Shou wanted the most.

In addition, this Yuan Mengzi's speech and demeanor are even more annoying.

There was absolutely no smile on his face, and his eyes were as sharp as a blade.

"Then if Gu refuses to go back?"

"If the monarch has any conditions, he can put them forward."

Yuan Mengzi seemed to have expected Zong Shou to ask such a question, and shook his head indifferently.

"However, in my opinion, it is better for the king to agree. For thousands of years, none of those who violated my Taoism has survived in this world. Even the king is the most talented person in my cloud world for thousands of years. , Invincible in this world. I’m afraid I can’t bear it, the wrath of my Taoist sect!”

Zong Shou smiled, pretending he didn't hear Yuan Mengzi's threat.

"If you want to retreat alone, you can! The 39,000-level spirit stone will comfort my millions of victims. For thirty years, you must not hurt the civilians under my Qiantian rule! Finally, hand over all those who participated in the slaughter of the people under the lonely rule, and the Dry Tianshan to deal with it!"

Hearing the first condition, Yuan Mengzi's pupils dilated violently, and the last sentence was even more angry.

"Arrogance!"

The coercion of the thought became more and more fierce: "As the king of a country, you really don't know how to advance or retreat! I can make the decision and give you five thousand nine-level spirit stones in Tianshan Mountain. But it can't be regarded as compensation, but Charity. The second condition can be shortened to within ten years. Within ten years, there will be no offense. As for the end, I can pretend that I have never heard of it. If the king agrees, then I can get out—”

Hearing this, Zong Shou's hand holding the sword burst into veins. Then he calmed down again and smiled lightly.

"In other words, there is nothing to talk about?"——