Chapter 359: This World Is Renamed Huangliang!

The moment he heard the voice.

Hei Jiao's heart trembled, and he subconsciously thought of the nightmare that had been lingering in his heart - revenge!

After entering the Taoist temple, a series of things he saw and heard, whether it was the immortal roots and divine medicines all over the mountain, or the divine deer that looked extraordinary, all showed one thing, that is, the identity of the adult in front of him was extraordinary.

It was not just as simple as the true teachings of the Immortal Taoist Taiyi Wuliang Taoist Sect, but more importantly, there must be a celestial immortal standing behind him.

The reason was simple, just the celestial immortal formation covering this Taoist temple was enough to explain everything.

"That clan is indeed terrible, but if it is placed in front of adults, it is nothing. Why not take this opportunity--"

Hei Jiao's eyes flickered, and he began to weigh it over and over again in his heart.

The next moment.

As if he suddenly realized something, his eyes trembled, and then he knelt on the ground and responded calmly:

"It is a great blessing for Hei Jiao to be able to enter the adult's dojo to practice, and I dare not make any other requests."

Hearing this.

Zhang Jing, who was sitting at the top, suddenly flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes, and then asked with a smile: "Really?"

He had seen all the changes in the other party's expression just now.

Zhang Jing naturally knew that this Yuhua Zhenxian who was "kidnapped" by the Yin-Yang Daoist, that is, the future mountain guarding immortal of the dojo, must have some strong demands in his heart.

"With such a mentality, it is no wonder that this guy can step into the realm of Yuhua Zhenxian with the body of a mere casual cultivator. It is really interesting."

Zhang Jing thought secretly.

You know, whether it is the territory of the human race or the territory of the All-Heaven and All-Spirits Camp, under the control of various powerful immortal forces, it is difficult for independent cultivators to make a breakthrough. It is already one in a million to be able to cultivate to the realm of the True Immortal of the Dao, and it is even more difficult to become a True Immortal than for a mortal to ascend to heaven.

And on the opposite side.

"Reporting to the Lord, there is indeed no one."

Hei Jiao did not dare to look up, but just answered cautiously in a muffled voice.

It's not that he didn't want to, but Hei Jiao suddenly realized an important problem: the Lord above is not comparable to the independent cultivators he had met before. After all, he came to this magnificent Taoist temple for the first time and had not made any contribution. If he rashly asked the Lord for help at this moment, even if the other party didn't say anything, he would definitely be unhappy in his heart.

This kind of thing of picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons, Hei Jiao would naturally not do it.

"I have joined the Lingshu Mountain Dojo now. To some extent, I have joined the Immortal Daoist Sect, and the future is promising. If this matter disgusts you, it will be more trouble than it is worth."

Just as he was thinking.

A gentle and melodious voice slowly came into his ears: "In this case, then you can withdraw first. Hansheng will arrange for you."

"Thank you, sir."

"From now on, just like them, call me master."

"Thank you, master."

Hei Jiao suppressed the excitement in his heart and kowtowed again in a calm manner.

Not long after.

Outside Qingjing Palace.

"That, fellow Daoist Hansheng."

Hei Jiao called Hansheng, who was walking forward with his head down, and bowed his hands, with a hint of doubt on his face.

Although the other party was just an ordinary Hedao realm creature, he did not show any contempt in his words and actions.

"Brother Dao, please tell me if you have something to say."

Hansheng stopped, turned around and asked with a smile.

"Daoyou, my Taoist temple is obviously full of the beauty of heaven and earth, but why is it so deserted? Moreover, I have been here for a long time, but I didn't find any trace of other Taoists?"

"Haha!"

Hearing this, Han Sheng couldn't help but chuckle, and then patiently explained: "My master has just come to the upper realm for less than two hundred years, and he has been in seclusion for many years. Naturally, there are very few people in the Taoist temple."

"Less than two hundred years?"

Hei Jiao was stunned on the spot, as if he was struck by lightning.

"Daoyou, you just said that my master came to the upper realm... less than two hundred years, what does this mean?" He asked tremblingly.

"It means what you think, brother Dao."

Han Sheng spread his hands, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Obviously, he was very satisfied with the reaction of the guy with horns on his head in front of him. God knows how he felt in his heart when he saw my master step by step to where he is now over the years.

Now it's good, there are finally Taoists to share the burden.

Wait! Hei Jiao suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Sheng. He took a deep breath and slowly asked, "Daoyou, may I ask what level of cultivation the master has reached now?"

"Dharma Realm."

"Dharma Realm? How is that possible? The master's Dao Body can clearly kill Chun--"

Hei Jiao suddenly lost his voice, and the horror in his eyes almost solidified.

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...

At the same time.

In the Scenery Palace, with Hei Jiao's departure, the atmosphere became serious.

Everyone looked at the Dream Dao Body sitting on the side, or more precisely, at the real and virtual original embryo of the Paradise Ghost Market that the other party held in one hand.

It is called the embryo, but in fact it is a small version of a simple market.

However, the terrifying auras that permeate it are hinting that this little thing is not as simple as it looks.

Of course, no one in the room, including Zhang Jing, would underestimate this ghost market embryo.

In fact, in the eyes of Zhang Jing and others, the importance of this ghost market embryo is even greater than that of the opening talisman.

"Haha, it's really a pillow sent when you are sleepy. Well, since it is an opportunity, we will continue. After all, it is the hard work of several Taoist friends."

Zhang Jing smiled lightly, sighed meaningfully, and then suddenly said without a beginning or an end:

"It's up to you next."

Without waiting for others to react, Huanmeng Daoshen stood up and nodded, solemnly assuring: "Brother Dao, don't worry, this matter is related to our path, and there will be no mistakes."

After that,

The Dream Dao Body held the original embryo of the Paradise Ghost Market, and turned directly into a misty fairy light, and quickly drilled into the thirty-six layers of the vast natal world that was looming behind Zhang Jing.

Time passed slowly.

Other Dao Bodies left one after another, and Qingjing Palace also returned to peace.

Original place.

Zhang Jing waved his hand, and hundreds of fairy lights suddenly jumped out from his sleeves, and then neatly arranged in the air, reflecting the entire palace in a colorful way.

He raised his head, his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"The opening up of the divine talisman, the three-eared bronze fairy furnace, the Qingyun Dao Body and his trip to the Zhouhe Secret Realm, really harvested a lot. The key is that they actually collected all the high-level innate divine objects needed to breed and evolve other natal worlds."

"Next, the only thing missing is a lot of luck."

Zhang Jing slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and for a moment he actually felt a sense of relief as if a big stone in his heart had fallen to the ground.

He knew that the biggest obstacle for him to enter the Hedao realm was gone.

The rest was nothing but time.

For some reason, Zhang Jing suddenly thought of Senior Brother Feng Wuyu at this moment.

The scene of the other party leading him into the Qingxiao Xuanming was still vivid in his mind, but he didn't expect that in just a blink of an eye, his own cultivation was almost catching up with Senior Brother.

"Tsk tsk, I wonder what expression Senior Brother will have on his face when he sees me."

The next moment.

Zhang Jing's mind moved, and a terrifying scene of thirty-six layers of life realms stacked up suddenly appeared behind him. Inside, there was infinite immortal light flowing, and there was also vague immortal sound singing, and the conch and drum echoed each other, as if praising a person who was about to be born.

But he seemed to have gotten used to it, so he turned a blind eye to these strange phenomena and just cast his eyes on one of them.

There, a terrifying figure towering into the clouds, holding an illusory market in his hand, was approaching the center of the world step by step.

Suddenly.

A magnificent voice echoed across the heaven and earth, lingering for a long time:

"This world will be renamed Huangliang!"