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Chapter 509

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Fifty-five people formed the expedition team, and those who were not strong enough were all rejected.

Of course, although Jing Chengtian did not bring them, he could not stop thousands of people from going to Mount Rui. All he could do was try his best to persuade them.

The fifty-five experts present had formed a formidable force. Naturally, they couldn't discuss their crusade plan in public. Instead, they chose to meet in another place at night to discuss it in secret.



In the bedroom, Jing Chengtian was leaning against the bathtub, letting the hot water soak his body.

Jing Chengtian was a person who loved cleanliness and bathing. Even though he had mastered Dao techniques and normal dust could not stay on his body, he still needed to bathe three times a day, once in the morning after waking up, once in the afternoon after taking a nap, and once before going to bed at night.

Two maids were by his side, taking turns to add hot water for him. Feeling his muscles and veins relaxing under the hot water, Jing Chengtian said slowly, "Okay, the temperature is about right."

"Yes, young master." Then, the two maids cleaned up. One of them stood behind Jing Chengtian and began to massage his head. The other walked to the side and lit incense and candles. Then, she walked to the side of the tub and massaged Jing Chengtian's arms.

"Hmm, Xiaodie, your technique is getting better and better."

The maidservant called Little Butterfly moved her fingers continuously like butterflies flying through flowers. She was actually using a profound martial art. Hearing Jing Chengtian's words, Little Butterfly giggled and said, "Young master, I've almost mastered this Cloud Scraping Finger Art. When will you teach me a new martial art?"

"You call this almost done?" Jing Chengtian smiled, "The Cloud Contact Finger Art is a Mortal Form martial art. Its changes are unpredictable, like the clouds in the sky. If you can use this art to practice the Illusion Cloud Heart Scene and step into the Mortal Form, then you are almost done."

On the other side, the maid who was massaging Jing Chengtian's arm looked at the fissure-like lines on Jing Chengtian's arm and said with some heartache, "Young Master, your arm will be crippled if you continue to cultivate like this. The Sky Limit Dao Quake is too damaging to the body. If you continue to cultivate like this …"

"It's okay." Jing Chengtian said nonchalantly, "With my original body condition, even if I don't practice the Sky Limit Dao Quake, I won't be able to live past 30 years old at most. Hehe, I didn't expect my illness to not be cured even after my body became semi-psionic.

From the looks of it now, the only way to cure it is to step into the Void Refinement Stage and open the door to heaven and earth. Otherwise, I can cross the golden bridge and completely transform it into spiritual energy. "

When Xiao Die heard this, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes. The young man in front of him made it sound easy. However, regardless of whether it was the Void Refinement Realm or the Golden Bridge Realm, how could they be so simple?

The young man had at most five years left to live. Could he really step into the Void Refinement Realm or the Golden Bridge Realm in five years?

Xiao Die's eyes flashed with grief, "Young Master, don't worry. Shenzong has lived for over 2,000 years, he must have a way to live forever. He will definitely be able to heal your injuries."

"The Southern Sacred Sect … Even if there is a way to live forever, it will definitely be related to one's strength. I'm afraid I won't be able to use it. I already have a lot of time left." Jing Chengtian smiled in a carefree manner, "However, the three old ancestors can use it. If their lifespans can be extended, our Heavenly Dao Palace's position in the underworld and the imperial court will be even more stable."

The three Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Dao Palace, Daoist Mi Tian, Daoist Thieving Heaven, and Daoist Deceiving Heaven, had the best Dao techniques in the world. They were also the reason why the Heavenly Dao Palace could laugh proudly in the underworld and even ally with the imperial court.

However, no matter how strong they were, they still couldn't escape the erosion of time. Now that the three Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Dao Palace were nearing the end of their lifespans, Shenzong, who had lived for over 2,000 years, appeared in front of them at this delicate moment.

This was simply their last chance bestowed by the heavens.

Therefore, other than a portion of the forces left behind to guard the Heavenly Dao Palace, the three Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Dao Palace and the candidate for the next Sect Master, Jing Chengtian, were all mobilized. They even joined forces with the Thunder Firmament Peak, which had always been neutral in the underworld. It was obvious that they were determined to win.

Seeing that the topic had become sad, another maid changed the topic, "Young Master, what do you think of the experts on the stage today?"

Jing Chengtian commented, "Wei Yan of the Green Serene Sword Sect, Sun Yingyang of the Sun Family of the Jiang Province, Yan Daozhi of the Sanhe Sect of the Lu Province, Xie Jun of the Bailu Sect, and that red-haired ghost, Chi Ren. These five fellows are quite interesting. "

The people he mentioned were the first in the test on the stage. Little Butterfly was puzzled, "Why can't Deng Xing of the Dragon Sect of the Eastern Sea do it? Didn't he leave behind similar injuries as those above? "

"Haha, those above all held back their strength. Deng Xing's Five Dragon Hands is a martial art that uses brute force. Furthermore, he used an explosive method that damaged his origin. Look at how much of a show he made on the stage. I'm afraid he's vomiting blood right now." Jing Chengtian shook his head, "There's nothing to worry about."

Little Butterfly asked curiously, "What about the others? Tian Longzi of the White Dragon Gang, Xiao Minghe of the Sky Sword Sect, Long Xiaotian of the Dragon Tiger Gang, and that Shen Cang of the Shen Family. I don't think they used their full strength. "

"It's not the first time I've met Tian Longzi and Xiao Minghe. Their strength is enough to dominate a region in the Jianghu, but they're nothing to worry about for me. I don't know what fortuitous encounter Long Xiaotian had. He did improve a lot, but that's all.

As for that Shen Cang, he hid his Dao technique very well. I estimate that he used at most 20% of his strength. But if that's all, I can kill all of them by myself. "

As he spoke, Jing Chengtian washed his face with water, "However, although their strength can't deal with Shenzong, it should be enough to help us stall the Four Giant Gods under Shenzong."



The moon was high in the sky. In the quiet mountain forest, a small flame descended from the sky. Yan Gucheng, who was wearing the Iron Man Armor, had landed in the open space in the forest.

And there, Zuo Zhicheng, who had been waiting with his legs crossed, opened his eyes. He looked at Yan Gucheng in front of him and asked, "How is it?"

"There are so many experts that it's scary." Yan Gucheng was wearing the Iron Man Armor, and a holographic projection shot out from the mask. All of them were images that he had taken from the sky.

"The army, the Thunder Firmament Peak, the Heavenly Dao Palace, the Revolutionary Party, the Immortal Devil Palace …" Yan Gucheng said calmly, "It's really lively."

"Yes." Zuo Zhicheng nodded. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, "It's here. Is it midnight again?"

As he spoke, before Yan Gucheng could react, Zuo Zhicheng's expression changed rapidly. The black bone pierced out from his forehead and turned into a huge horn. The bone wings shot out from his shoulders, as if they were going to turn into a huge pair of wings.

A low voice came from his mouth slowly, like a demon's whisper, "I … have been imprisoned for ten thousand years …"

But in the next moment, the horn on his head and the wings on his back retracted violently. Zuo Zhicheng's cold voice came from his mouth again, "You were only born for a little more than twenty days, idiot."

With a boom, Zuo Zhicheng's muscles and bones all over his body let out a roar. His entire person had changed back to his original appearance, and no one could see any abnormalities.

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