Chapter 112: Founding Ancestor, Mountain and River Heaven-Suppressing Fist

Fang Wang raised his halberd and walked forward. Xiao Zi wandered around, curious about the dragon-shaped patterns on each stone pillar. Zhao Zhen was also dragged around.

The presence of this demon and ghost dispersed the terrifying atmosphere on the dim avenue.

Moving forward all the way.

The avenue in the palace seemed to have no end. Fang Wang did not speed up, as if he was taking a walk.

After walking for more than ten miles, he still had not reached the end. Fang Wang knew that there was a formation inside. He noticed carefully that the dragon statues on the stone pillars along the way were indeed changing, which meant that he was not wandering around in the same place.

Fang Wang stopped.

He raised the Tiangong halberd, ready to break the spell with force.

"Wait, I found that the dragons on these stone pillars are actually characters, and when combined together, they are the stone slab in your hand." Zhao Zhen suddenly said.

Hearing this, Fang Wang immediately took out the mysterious stone slab.

There were various patterns on the stone slab, including human and demon, and many strange characters that were incomprehensible.

Zhao Zhen came over and said, "Look carefully, in addition to the font, the postures of these people and monsters are actually words."

Fang Wang directly handed the stone tablet to Zhao Zhen and said, "You come to study it."

Zhao Zhen hurriedly used his ghost power to lift the stone tablet, then flew to the stone pillar next to him and began to compare carefully.

Fang Wang looked at the road ahead, his heart full of emotion.

The tip he got in the Great Sage Cave Heaven before was that he must master the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Art and his cultivation must reach the state of concentration. This is indeed the case. He broke into the palace with the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Art.

But if there is no Lu Yuanjun's stone tablet, even if he comes in, there are still many difficulties.

How can this Tiangang Holy Body True Art be more difficult than the Douzhan True Art and the Yinyang Xuanming True Art?

Of course, the more difficult it is to obtain, the stronger the Tiangang Holy Body True Art is.

Zhao Zhen held the stone tablet and floated in front of a stone pillar, thinking hard.

Xiao Zi stared at the dragon shape on the stone pillar in a daze. It was a slender four-clawed real dragon, and its figure could be described as handsome.

Fang Wang saw its appearance and knew it was daydreaming again.

This wait lasted two hours.

Xiao Zi couldn't help asking, "Tian Zi, how long will you take?"

Zhao Zhen frowned and whispered, "Strange... Really strange..."

"Why is it strange?" Xiao Zi asked with a glare.

Zhao Zhen looked up at Fang Wang and said, "I feel that the portrait on this stone slab has changed. We seem to appear on the stone slab."

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang immediately raised his hand and made a move in the air.

The stone slab fell into his hands. He looked carefully and saw that there were still various strange characters on it, but there were only two figures and a snake demon in the middle.

It really changed!

Fang Wang frowned and asked, "When did it change?"

Zhao Zhen floated over and said, "I don't know either. It's easy to be obsessed with this stone slab after looking at it for a long time. I even forgot what I was thinking just now."

His soul trembled slightly. He looked up and looked around, with fear in his eyes.

Fang Wang stared at the stone slab, not knowing what the change of this stone slab meant.

Xiao Zi came to Fang Wang's shoulder and looked at the stone slab.

After a while, Xiao Zi asked in surprise: "Young Master, have you noticed that there are more and more characters on the edge, and they seem to be approaching us in the middle."

Fang Wang listened and looked carefully, and found that it was indeed the case.

This time even he was scared.

He was in the state of concentration, and his consciousness was so powerful that he stared at the stone slab for a while, but he didn't find any changes.

"Does this mean that there is danger approaching us? Are we already in the game?" Zhao Zhen asked cautiously.

Fang Wang couldn't help but look up, not knowing whether it was his illusion, he suddenly felt that the dragons on the stone pillars seemed to be staring at him.

This feeling was very strange!

"Xiao Zi, hold on to my shoulder, don't fall behind later."

Fang Wang said in a deep voice, and Xiao Zi's snake body immediately clasped his shoulder, and it nervously scanned all directions, fearing that some demons and monsters would come out.

Zhao Zhen also approached Fang Wang, even though he was a ghost, he was very scared of the current situation.

This wide and dim avenue fell into silence, and a strong feeling of uneasiness surged towards Fang Wang, causing him to clench his right hand holding the Tiangong Ji.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Gradually, Fang Wang's vision began to blur, and he felt drowsy. Since he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, he had never felt this feeling again, just like having a fever.

In a trance, he saw something coming out of the two rows of stone pillars in front of him, those dragon patterns.

The dragon carved on the stone pillars came alive!

Fang Wang immediately opened his fighting heart. In an instant, his senses regained clarity, and his vision became clear. The stone dragons that emerged from the stone pillars were indeed real, and he was surrounded by dragons.

The stone dragons from all directions approached Fang Wang with their fangs and claws, and there was a great sense of oppression in silence.

A cold light flashed in Fang Wang's eyes. He suddenly threw the Tiangong Halberd in his hand and chased after it. He raised his right hand, with his palm less than ten centimeters away from the tail blade of the Tiangong Halberd, as if he was chasing after the Tiangong Halberd.

One man and one halberd, turned into a cold light, smashing the stone dragons along the way.

The roar echoed in the dark avenue!

Suddenly!

The cold light that Fang Wang transformed into emitted wisps of black gas, which quickly condensed into a huge black dragon, making the dark avenue seem small.

Zhao Zhen floated behind Fang Wang, looking at the black dragon that Fang Wang transformed into, he was shocked.

The legendary Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique!

He had read some records of Ji Hao Sect. The great cultivators of Ji Hao Sect could transform into dragons, break mountains and break cities with ease, but those records were all about blue dragons and white dragons, and never mentioned black dragons.

Zhao Zhen had seen Fang Wang transform into a black dragon before, but he still

It felt so powerful!

Even if he couldn't drive this black dragon, he could clearly feel the destructive power of the black dragon.

Fang Wang rushed forward recklessly, and he kept increasing his spiritual power.

At this moment, he didn't care whether he was in an illusion.

He was going to break the formation by force!

After galloping for hundreds of miles, when Fang Wang's spiritual power was more than half consumed, something in front of him was suddenly smashed by him. He then felt his feet tripping over something, and his steps stumbled. He quickly stabilized his body.

The black dragon dissipated, and he seemed to suddenly crash into another world. His eyes blurred, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself on the streets of the ancient city.

At the end of the street in front stood a stone statue. It was the figure of a burly man, five feet tall. He raised his right hand, not over his head, and held a large tripod in his hand. The hem of his clothes was frozen in a fluttering state, which looked very domineering.

Fang Wang narrowed his eyes and his consciousness dispersed.

He was not sure if he was still in the illusion.

Xiao Zi raised his snake head and said in surprise: "Young Master, we broke out, and my heart suddenly felt at ease."

It was extremely sensitive to danger, and the previous anxiety and fear had disappeared. It believed in its own feelings.

Fang Wang took a deep breath and stepped forward.

Zhao Zhen and Xiao Zi looked around vigilantly, fearing that something would come out again.

Soon, Fang Wang came to the stone statue. He found that there was a groove on the surface of the big tripod. He immediately took out the stone slab and compared it carefully, and found that it just fit.

He immediately jumped up and pressed the stone slab into the groove of the big tripod.

In an instant, the stone statue trembled violently, and Fang Wang retreated in shock.

The stone skin fell off the stone skin of the stone statue's eyes, and two strong lights burst out. Then, a soul appeared and floated in front of the stone statue.

This is a white-haired old man with a kind face, a long beard to his chest, and a white-haired and childish face. He stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits, and you couldn't see his eyeballs.

"It's been almost three thousand years, and finally another younger generation has set foot here and accepted the test of the poor Taoist."

The white-haired old man said with a smile, his tone was gentle, and there was no pressure.

Fang Wang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He put the Tiangong Ji aside, clasped his hands and saluted, saying: "Junior Fang Wang, meet the senior. May I ask the senior, do you have the inheritance of Tiangang Holy Body True Art in your hands?"

"Tiangang Holy Body True Art? Good boy, you are very direct. Tiangang Holy Body True Art was created by His Majesty based on the Tiangang Holy Body. It can transform mortals into the legendary Tiangang Holy Body. The effort and price required here are absolutely beyond your imagination. For those with average talent and insufficient perseverance, it is a wrong path." The white-haired old man said seriously, his eyes still closed.

Your Majesty?

Could it be the ancient great sage?

Fang Wang replied: "Junior has made mental preparations."

The white-haired old man couldn't help laughing. After laughing for a while, he said: "Being prepared is not enough. You have to prove yourself to me."

"How to prove it?"

Fang Wang asked. He couldn't wait to get Tiangang Holy Body True Art.

The white-haired old man raised his right hand and waved his finger towards the sky. One after another, light characters appeared in the air. As he wrote, he said, "This is the Mountain and River Heaven-suppressing Fist created by your majesty. It is fierce and domineering. If you practice it to a small level, you can flatten mountains and cut rivers. If you practice it to a great level and your cultivation is strong enough, you can break the sky with one punch!"

Break the sky with one punch?

Fang Wang was excited. He did not doubt the words of the white-haired old man at all, because the ancient great sage did challenge the immortal gods in the sky, which showed that he had the strength to threaten the upper world.

He began to look at the rows of light characters carefully, and Zhao Zhen and Xiao Zi also watched intently.

"Three thousand years ago, a younger generation named Zhu Changsheng came to me. It took him two hundred years to practice the Mountain and River Heaven-suppressing Fist. He also obtained the Tiangang Saint Body True Skill. I wonder if he has left a reputation in the world today?" The white-haired old man asked with a smile.

Fang Wang had never heard of Zhu Changsheng's name, so he did not answer.

Xiao Zi shouted, "I know him. He is the founder of Ji Hao Sect. Legend has it that he ascended to heaven!"

The smile of the white-haired old man froze, but soon he regained his smile. He said with emotion, "Ascend to heaven? How can mortals know whether immortals and gods really exist? It is even more difficult to distinguish the true and false of immortals and ascend to heaven."

After saying that, he immediately changed the subject and said, "Zhu Changsheng spent two hundred years to practice the Mountain River Heaven-Suppressing Fist. Fang Wang, I want to see how many years it will take you."

Fang Wang concentrated on the practice method and still did not respond.

Xiao Zi started chatting with the white-haired old man. It asked curiously, "Senior, the Tiangang Holy Body True Art is the art of shaping the Tiangang Holy Body. Have you ever seen someone who was born with a Tiangang Holy Body?"