The Ancient Wine and Sword Immortal: I become stronger when I drink!

Emperor Wu City.

This is a tall and solid city. The city walls are millions of feet high and are made of ancient meteorites. Even a full blow from King Wu and below would be difficult to leave a mark on the city walls.

Compared with the primitive and uncivilized civilization of the Shenwu tribe, the Diwu tribe has some features of outside dynasties and empires outside of Abbot Xiandao.

There is basically trade circulation in Emperor Wu's city, and many giants set up stalls on the streets to trade daily training resources.

A chariot that is millions of feet tall and made entirely of ancient divine iron. The outside of the carriage is engraved with the vicissitudes of time. In front of the carriage are nine strange beasts with double horns, heads like dragons and bodies like wild lions pulling the reins of the chariot. Enter Wu Emperor City.

Some giants saw this chariot and instinctively distanced themselves.

"This is the chariot of the Tianwu clan, one of the eighteen major tribes of the Chuwu clan. It is the eleventh-ranked tribe, and we are the only ones who can afford to offend it." An old giant stared at the chariot compartment with his hand. The big character "Heaven" was written in the blood of the ferocious beast, and endless fear welled up in his heart.

"The Eighteen Tribe Alliance Conference is about to begin! These days, many large and small tribes have rushed to Emperor Wu City one after another. It is an eye-opener for us. This kind of scene is rare!" Another giant said with emotion.

There is a man and a woman inside the Tianwu clan's chariot. The man is dressed in white and looks handsome, while the woman has a graceful figure and a slim waist and long legs.

"This small world is interesting. The training methods of these giants actually gave me a lot of insights." Our Lady of Turtle Spirit looked at the books on the table made of ancient divine iron. The books were written in the Chuwu script of the Chuwu tribe.

However, Holy Mother Turtle Spirit and Lin Fan had both read the memories of the Shenwu Clan's patriarch, and had a clear understanding of everything about the Chuwu Clan. Naturally, some words would not trouble them.

One day ago, Lin Fan casually killed the Tianwu clan with one palm, but the Tianwu clan chief was not at the Tianwu clan's residence. Lin Fan used the blood tracing method to find the Tianwu clan chief. The Tianwu clan chief was in a special secret. Lin Fan Kill him casually and take away the Tianwu clan's real secret.

This Tianwu Clan's secret treasure trove was the place where the Tianwu Clan actually collected treasures. The treasure house in the tribe's residence before was just a hidden treasure trove. Lin Fan was a little surprised, but he didn't expect these seemingly reckless giants to have some brains.

He found a chariot from the secret cache, as well as many weapons and secret books.

He had no intention of getting any benefits from Tianwu Clan, but because he couldn't return empty-handed after entering Baoshan Mountain, he casually scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, and as a result, he was attracted by Tianwu Clan's secret book.

He moved Tianwu's secret book to the chariot.

Along the way, the two of them were not idle and began to study the Tianwu clan's secret book.

"Indeed!" Lin Fan said, "The way these giants condense their bodies is different from the methods I have seen before, and they also have many fighting skills, which are even more refreshing."

The supreme martial art of the Tianwu clan is called Tianwu Shengong. It is a martial art in which magical powers and the physical body complement each other. The physical body transforms and derives magical powers. Then one can practice magical powers one after another. The magical powers temper the physical body and promote the growth of the physical body.

As for the exercises in the ancient world, refining the body is refining the body, and refining the qi is refining the qi.

Most of the immortals are Qi refiners, with strong magic power and weak physical bodies.

Most of the ferocious beasts are physically refined, with strong physical bodies and weak magical powers.

The two cannot complement each other.

This is not an isolated case, but a common phenomenon throughout history, even among many disciples of great religions.

The reason why Lin Fan is extremely powerful both physically and magically is because he has practiced a variety of techniques, such as the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique for body training, the Shangqing Immortal Code for Qi training, and various avenues such as the Flame Avenue, Yimu Avenue, and Yin-Yang Avenue.

"Those giants with brains the size of walnuts will never be able to create wonderful techniques. I feel like there is a big secret hidden in this world." Lin Fan said solemnly.

puff!

Holy Mother Turtle Spirit was immediately amused by this metaphor.

"Junior Brother Lin, you are so interesting."

Lin Fan said: "If our Jie Jiao disciples all practice the Tianwu Divine Art, our combat power will probably be greatly improved. The other disciples of the Saint Sect who are at the same level are definitely no match for my Jie Jiao disciples."

The Holy Mother Turtle Spirit thought for a while and said: "However, this Tianwu Divine Art has its upper limit. It can only be practiced to the sixth stage of Martial King, which is equivalent to the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian in the prehistoric times. It will not help those of us who are strong as Da Luo Jinxian or above. not very big."

"Then collect more techniques! If you can practice them to a higher level, practice them. If you can't practice them to a higher level, I will create a technique!" Lin Fan said.

The Turtle Spirit Mother's eyes lit up and she realized the possibility of what Lin Fan said.

It is difficult to create a skill, but that is only relatively speaking. For a genius like Lin Fan, it is as simple as sprinkling water.

Of course, rich information and materials are indispensable.

"Then, let's go and seize all the supreme martial arts from the eighteen major tribes of the Chuwu Clan!" said the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit.

Lin Fan nodded: "Yes. So, let's wait for a while. In exactly two days, these natives will come to Emperor Wu City to hold a conference, and then we will catch them all."

"What a great idea!" Our Lady of Turtle Spirit praised her, "I have another suggestion. Do you think it is feasible? These giants of the First Martial Clan are quite strong. After my junior brother catches them, he doesn't have to kill them on the spot. He can bring them to In the prehistoric world, they were sent to the list of gods. With their strength, they are qualified for some high-level priesthoods."

The positions of gods on the list of gods do not mean that any one person can hold the position. Otherwise, in the original history, why would there be a need to kill so many strong men of Jiejiao and Chanjiao to be on the list? Just kill [-] million ordinary monsters to fill in the gaps.

The priesthood represents the authority of heaven, represents a kind of Tao in the prehistoric world, and is a part of the operation of creation. Being consecrated to the priesthood means possessing divine power.

If an immortal is not strong enough, when his true spirit is fused with divine power, the huge power and message contained in divine authority will disperse the immortal's true spirit in an instant, and the fusion will fail.

Therefore, the stronger the person, the higher the level of priesthood he can be granted.

These cannot be messed with.

of course there are exceptions.

In addition to high strength, if one is blessed with great luck and has a huge body of merit and luck, the true spirit can also smoothly integrate divine power.

Boyikao is the most typical example.

Boyikao was just an ordinary mortal who had never practiced for a day. However, after his death, he was named the Zhongtian Ziwei Emperor, ranking among the great emperors of Heaven, and was extremely noble.

Because he has royal luck in him!

Unfortunately, destiny is destined that the way of heaven suppresses the way of humanity, and humanity becomes a vassal of the way of heaven.

Boyikao, the human emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty who was supposed to succeed Emperor Xin, was sent to the list of gods due to multiple plans. From then on, the human emperor became the last one and only the emperor was left in the world!

"Haha! What Senior Sister said is exactly what I want. Presumably, after these giants from the Beginning Martial Clan are put on the Conferred Gods List, the intensity of the Conferred God Tribulation will be greatly weakened, and naturally there will be no need for our Jiejiao disciples to be listed on the list." Lin Fanda said.

He is a very selfish person.

When he traveled to this world, the only two people he was close to were the human race and the Jiejiao.

Jie Jiao is like home to him, and Jie Jiao cannot be allowed to perish under any circumstances.

But he is not invincible, and his power is limited after all.

Therefore, he does not ask for much, as long as he protects the Jiejiao and has some spare energy to take care of the human race, the life and death of other ethnic groups and tribes have nothing to do with him!

Lin Fan and Holy Mother Turtle Spirit sat in the Tianwu clan's chariot and began to wait quietly.

Looking forward to the Eighteen Tribe Alliance Conference in two days!

……

Above the whirling pure land, the sky is dyed red with blood, just like an ink painting. Countless sacred herbs and elixirs are grown in the divine blood. The fragrance is fragrant and contains profound medicinal power.

There are cracks and cracks everywhere in the sky, and the aftermath of the battle remains, and the aftermath contains terrifying power.

Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin were trapped in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, bleeding continuously and looking not very good.

The saint used all his strength to activate the twelve-level golden lotus of merit, and endless golden lotuses emerged around him. The golden lotus bloomed and withered hundreds of thousands of times in the blink of an eye, constantly removing the killing power of the sword energy of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Saint Zhunti was huddled in the twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit. Previously, he was careless and his body was almost shattered by the sword energy of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Now he has learned his lesson, hiding in the twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit, and worshiping the Seven Treasures Tree with all his strength. , the divine light of the Seven Treasures swept around, desperately resisting the sword energy of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Although the saints will not die, this time they have lost all their dignity!

The two saints teamed up to face the Tongtian Cult Leader with only the power of defense and no ability to fight back!

Saint Zhunti said loudly: "Tongtian, do you really want to embarrass us two saints? I promise that the two of us will never personally deal with the Pure Land and Mahayana Buddhism in the future. Is this okay?"

"So what if I'm just making things difficult for you! Two bitches, as saints, actually lowered their dignity and personally dealt with my disciple. If I hadn't expected it, my disciple would have almost suffered your murderous attacks!" Leader Tongtian snorted coldly. One word, no mercy.

Taoist Duobao is one of his most proud disciples. He has the highest cultivation level, has followed him for the longest time, and has extremely deep feelings.

Anyone who wants to kill Taoist Duobao must touch his reverse scale!

"We promise that we will never personally deal with the Pure Land and Mahayana Buddhism in the future. Isn't that enough?" Saint Zhunti gritted his teeth.

Being forced to make a guarantee is the final bottom line for the saint.

"not enough!"

Leader Tongtian shouted loudly.

"Tongtian, don't force me! The worst we can do is fight you to see if Yuanshi Tianzun will attack you while you are away!" Saint Zhunti roared.

"Hmph! You reminded me. Yuan Shi will attack my Jiejiao Sect in the future, but I can attack your Western Sect now." Leader Tongtian looked to the side and shouted, "Duobao!"

"Disciple is here!" Taoist Duobao's voice sounded.

"Duobao, go and capture the disciples of the Western Sect and bring them all into your pure land." The majestic voice of the Tongtian Cult Leader sounded.

"Yes!" Taoist Duobao said.

"No! You can't do that!"

Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin were completely anxious.

Western religion is the foundation for their enlightenment.

Without the Western religion, who would they send to implement the plan to revitalize the West?

The leader of Tongtian Cult said coldly: "Duobao, don't give too high treatment to the Western disciples who enter your Whirling Pure Land, they can't bear it! So, let Maitreya be the sweeping monk of Whirlpool Pure Land. As for the others Just give them the worst possible job."

Saint Zhunti yelled: "Tongtian, Tongtian, as long as you let the Western religion go, we will agree to whatever conditions you set!"

"Really?"

Leader Tongtian's eyes lit up and he rubbed his chin.

After a while.

Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin left with pale faces.

"Teacher, you exploited them too harshly!" Taoist Duobao said.

The conditions imposed by the leader of Tongtian Cult are all to force Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin to a dead end.

Not only did Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin promise not to deal with Mahayana Buddhism and the Pure Land with their own hands, but they were also asked to compensate them for two innate spiritual treasures, one top grade and one top grade, which were six pure bamboos and a blessing pestle. In addition, they also had many trainings. , the value is not as good as these two magic weapons.

This time, the Western Sect suffered a massive hemorrhage. Except for the most important magic weapons in the hands of Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin, all were lost to the leader of Tongtian Cult.

Leader Tongtian sneered: "If you don't beat them painfully, how can they have a long memory?"

"Thank you, teacher!" Taoist Duobao praised.

"You should spread your Mahayana Buddhism well. I feel that your opportunity to be promoted to the Lesser Sage lies in the Mahayana Buddhism." The leader of the Tongtian Sect said.

"Young Saint!" Taoist Duobao felt a little unreal.

Few people know that there is another realm between the late quasi-sage and the saint, called Yasheng. As the name suggests, it is second only to the saint. This realm is the perfect state of the late quasi-sage, and is sometimes classified as a quasi-sage. Later.

But there is no doubt that the sub-sage is more powerful than the late-stage quasi-sage!

Since the beginning of heaven, only a few people have reached the realm of sub-sage, including Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor who was not yet enlightened, Luohu, the demon ancestor who competed with the Taoist ancestor, and Zulong, the first overlord in the ancient times.

These three people are known to have achieved sub-sage status. All of them are the protagonists of calamity, are blessed with monstrous destiny, and are all the best in Taoism, wisdom, and strength.

Taoist Duobao once only dared to think about being promoted to the late stage of Quasi-Saint, but promotion to the late stage of Quasi-Saint was already the limit of his life, and Yasheng had never even thought about it.

But now...he really seems to have a little hope.

Just when Taoist Duobao was thinking.

The figure of Lord Tongtian disappeared from the spot.

……

"Too deceiving!"

Saint Zhunti was sitting on a lotus platform in the Great Leiyin Hall, and with a sudden palm, the lotus platform under his seat was broken into pieces.

boom!

He was extremely angry.

Not only has it lost face, it has also lost many magic weapons. Western religion is still far away from revitalizing the West!

"Junior brother, be gentle with your hands! These lotus pads are all the Seven Treasure Golden Lotuses that I cultivated with great difficulty. They are one of the few magic weapons left in Western religions today." The leading saint whispered softly with a sad face.

Saint Zhunti's face trembled, and he put his hand into his sleeve silently.

He tried his best to calm down and tell himself.

Do not be angry!

Do not be angry!

But the more I think about it, the angrier I get!

"Brother, I can't bear it! I must take revenge for this! Today, Tongtian humiliates me, and tomorrow, I will kneel down and beg me!" Saint Zhunti said loudly.

"But we can't defeat Tongtian!" the saint said in a deep voice.

"We can join forces with Yuanshi to deal with Tongtian!" Saint Zhunti flashed a fierce look in his eyes, "Some of Yuanshi's disciples were killed by Jiejiao Lin Fan, and some were kidnapped by Jiejiao Lin Fan. We don’t need to be shallow in our hatred. If we, the Three Saints, join forces, we can’t do anything to reach Tongtian if we don’t believe it!”