After practicing to the Pure Yang Wuji, I found that it was a strange world

On a rainy night, in a house deep in the mountains outside the city.

The house was built magnificently, with rockery and flowing water everywhere, and there were many maids.

Although it was late at night, the lights were still on.

Zhao Wuji was lying on a recliner. There was no anger on his face, but only those who were familiar with him could understand the anger in his heart.

Soon, several people in white robes walked in one after another from outside.

Zhao Wuji looked at them and suddenly laughed.

There were people who wanted to deal with him before, but what was their final outcome?

All of them were sent to the underworld by him.

"The first-rank post Zhu Hongzhen is also a divine general, and has many contacts with the Danxia sect. The Zhu family has too many people rooted in many sects, and there are many Yuanshen-level figures in the Zhu family."

"And it is said that Zhu Hongzhen also holds a magical weapon in his hand, which is a fairy sword."

Someone was reading the message.

The person who took action this time is very clear.

It is impossible for the Danxia sect to move.

But the Danxia School is not the culprit.

Based on the connection between the Danxia School and Zhu Hongzhen, it is obvious that Zhu Yunsheng is the hub in the middle.

This person is not only Zhu Hongzhen's son, but also the eldest senior brother of this generation of Danxia Sect.

After listening to this, Zhao Wuji just hummed.

"So who leaked the information to target us?"

"It's that Wuji Zhenjun."

Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He understood He Qing's strength and knew that only Lord Huanmie could deal with him.

But there are not many True Lords of Disillusionment in the Holy Sun Sect.

He can mobilize, but he also needs his father's help.

Zhao Wuji looked at the people who came over again, and then asked coldly: "Where is Fang Zhihan?"

"Now that the Holy Church is in danger, the Wuji Zhenjun is apparently dealing with me, but in fact he is hindering the revival of God."

"Besides, the crown is still in that person's hands."

There is a strict class structure in the Holy Sun Cult.

The key is not just brainwashing them.

What’s more crucial is that superiors can completely control the lives of subordinates.

The secret door left behind can be used to seal the cultivation of the rest of the people.

This is the most critical point.

If that were not the case, how could Zhao Wuji dare to scold them like that.

All those in this room are Yuanshen Zhenjun.

Among them are two Dharma-Appearance True Lords.

"do not know."

Zhao Wuji frowned.

Even among the Holy Sun Sect, Fang Zhihan is considered a person of superior talent.

And since Fang Zhihan was a princess, when the Holy Sun Cult annexed various countries, it included the country where Fang Zhihan was.

Therefore, Fang Zhihan’s influence in the Holy Sun Cult is not small.

In the Holy Sun Sect, even the Dharma Realm Lords have different levels.

The weakest among them is naturally to use the remaining resources of the ancient heaven to forcibly condense the Dharma image.

That is to say, the remaining power of the sun god is forcibly used to assume the form of a human being.

This is common among denominations.

A sufficiently powerful god can completely serve as the Dharma image of his believers.

But this Dharma image is very weak, and one is destined to stay in this position almost all his life, and be controlled by others.

The better ones are naturally the Dharma images that you have realized by yourself.

Fang Zhihan, on the other hand, figured it out on his own.

Zhao Wuji thought of Fang Zhihan's figure and appearance, and couldn't help feeling angry.

Originally, he had always been tolerant and polite to Fang Zhihan, but secretly he had lustful thoughts towards him.

He collected tens of thousands of ordinary women and passed through thousands of flowers.

But how can these ordinary women compare with Fang Zhihan, the Dharma Master.

It was because he was worried that Fang Zhihan's influence would be too great that he suppressed his thoughts.

But now, Zhao Wuji had evil intentions.

He doesn't like people who don't obey his orders.

It doesn't matter that the Holy Sun Sect is missing Fang Zhihan.

His father would suppress everything for him.

"Have you made sure she has been notified?" Zhao Wuji confirmed again.

"determine."

Zhao Wuji laughed out of anger, and had already decided in his heart to teach Fang Zhihan a lesson.

Even though this woman's cultivation was higher than his, she couldn't exert any power in front of him.

Naturally, Zhao Wuji was not aware that the flaw in Fang Zhihan's practice had been completely eliminated by He Qing.

"Ask her again and ask her to come and see me." Zhao Wuji said coldly.

There had been people who rebelled within the Holy Sun Church in the past.

But when they lose all their power in front of Zhao Wuji and become a mortal, what they rely on and their faith will collapse to an extremely humble level.

From arrogance to humility, from resistance to depravity.

Zhao Wuji believed that Fang Zhihan would do the same.

No one wants to lose their power.

In the dead of night, the moon is bright in the sky.

Suddenly, an extremely bright light filled the sky and earth.

It was as if day had suddenly arrived and the whole world had changed from night to day.

This golden light is also filled with immense power.

It is vast and majestic, as grand as the ocean, and its violent power fills the heaven and earth in an instant like a volcanic eruption.

Zhao Wuji and others immediately noticed this.

They looked outside.

That was a power they were very familiar with, the power of the sun.

But it is obvious that this is no longer a simple power at the Dharmakāya level.

The essence of this power has been sublimated.

Several people not only saw this huge force with their naked eyes.

At the level of divine consciousness, at the spiritual level where the energy of all things is entangled, even greater movement is still pervasive.

A tree that is intertwined and supports each other, with endless fire rising from its body, like an ocean, its crown covering the sky and blocking out the sun, like a pillar of heaven standing between heaven and earth.

The sacred tree exudes ultimate divine power, its branches and leaves are dazzling, flowing with the true fire of the sun, and emitting sacred golden light.

"The sacred Fusang tree!" someone couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhao Wuji also narrowed his eyes slightly.

Originally, Fang Zhihan's Dharma form was only the Dharma form of the sun, which was condensed based on the ancient heavenly court's comprehension and understanding of the sun.

The image of the sun was actually not real. It was the sun observed by the Qingxuan Realm, not the real sun.

But now, her Dharma image has transformed into the more concrete and sacred Fusang tree.

The legendary Fusang sacred tree is a sacred tree that grows above the sun and is the home of the Golden Crow.

Zhao Wuji's heart felt a little heavy.

He originally wanted to teach Fang Zhihan a lesson and make her understand her true situation.

Let her know that the Holy Day Church belongs to the Presbyterian Church, to him, not to her.

but now.
She actually broke through.

The state of disillusionment, this is also the top level of people in the Holy Church.

As Zhao Wuji watched this scene, he felt a greater desire and pleasure in his heart.

"Teaching a Dharma Master a lesson is probably just like that, but making a Huanmie Master kneel before you is really cool."

He thought darkly in his heart. This was the Holy Sun Cult, an ancient organization that had become completely corrupt.

The Council of Elders is the deity that is above all the people of the Holy Day Church and controls their fate.

It's more like a shackle on everyone.

The scene of Fang Zhihan’s breakthrough was grand.

On a practical level it is not about showing a bigger storm, that would destroy many things.

But mainly on a spiritual level.

Almost all Yuanshen Zhenjun can see the Fusang sacred tree standing between heaven and earth, stirring up the changes of the five elements.

Endless fire filled the air, carrying an extremely high temperature.

The burning true fire of the sun flowing above formed a terrifying sea of ​​fire.

If someone were to practice cultivation and accidentally absorbed any of the fire energy, he would feel as if he were being burned by a thousand flames.

He Qing naturally felt it as well.

He looked at the sacred Fusang tree and smiled slightly.

This time, his chances of winning are even greater.

The series of events in the past few days have made all the practitioners in Jiangnan County somewhat numb.

There have never been so many changes in the past.

But now, something happens almost every other day.

So much so that some monks couldn't help but complain.

"Can we still stay in Jiangnan County? What's going on? It looks unlucky."

"It wasn't like this before, alas."

"Hey, maybe some unlucky person is coming."

In the private room in Lihua Garden, several people were still discussing with each other.

He Qing has excellent hearing. Even though he doesn't want to hear anything, sometimes some inexplicable news concerning him reaches his ears.

It would be fine if these people didn't say anything about him, but once they said something about him, his spiritual perception would naturally kick in and he would hear it.

He Qing's face darkened.

They actually said he was a jinx.

But in fact, it is not wrong. It seems that he has caused a lot of trouble since he arrived in Jiangnan County.

Whether it is the ginseng fruit tree forbidden area’s large formation that has been activated.

It was Fang Zhihan's breakthrough and the awakening of Chunyang Taoist Palace, as if all of this was really done by him.

He Qing wanted to refute, but he was powerless and could not refute.

After Fang Zhihan broke through, a rain of fire suddenly fell from the sky, like a meteor.

The image of the sacred Fusang tree also attracted a lot of attention.

As a Dharma image, the Fusang sacred tree is naturally extremely powerful, even stronger than the originally condensed sun Dharma image, because it is more specific and possesses a deeper level of Taoist true meaning.

However, the Fusang sacred tree itself is not used for attack, but exists as the nest of the Golden Crow.

In some ways, the Fusang tree can promote spiritual practice and can be considered an auxiliary type.

If a cultivator who practices fire magic could practice next to Fang Zhihan, it would naturally be of great benefit.

Naturally, the Holy Sun Cult is the most clear about this aspect.

After Fang Zhihan broke through, an extremely terrifying existence awakened.

His awakening was so silent that almost no one noticed, but he gave birth to a pair of eyes with a dark golden luster.

"The sacred Fusang tree. God helps me."

The existence of the Holy Sun Church's Elder Council has become corrupt, and they need to expend enormous energy even to survive.

Most of them are even in a deep sleep.

Under the illumination of the rain of fire, Fang Zhihan walked out of the house.

She looked even more radiant than before, and standing there, she truly looked like an empress, with an incomparably noble aura.

Fang Zhihan did not wear the white robe, but changed into a golden silk dress with a very Western style.

The long skirt was sewn with gold thread and had tassels hanging down from the body.

This dress is bolder than Otsuki's traditional clothing, but it also shows off the woman's graceful figure.

In the realm of disillusionment, the number of people in the entire Holy Sun Church who can control her can be counted on one hand.

Fang Yuanwang and her guardian knight appeared.

"Congratulations, Princess."

"Congratulations, sister."

There was a hint of smile in Fang Zhihan's eyes.

"Sister, Zhao Wuji sent someone over just now and told you to go see him."

Fang Zhihan ignored it after hearing it.

"Don't worry about him."

Zhao Wuji soon got the news.

He didn't wait for Fang Zhihan to arrive.

This made him even more furious.

However, now, he cannot show it and can only endure it in his heart.

He Qing drank tea leisurely.

His strength as the Wuji Zhenjun is widely known throughout the world.

At least on the surface, he was treated as the True Lord Huanmie.

After all, he killed the Hammer King who was at the peak of his Dharma power.

So even if some people knew that he was the one who took action, no one would be so foolish as to cause trouble for He Qing.

He Qing was not in a hurry and was just waiting for time.

He set up his own shop to kill time.

On the other side, he was observing Hu Yue'er.

The Taoism that Hu Yue'er practiced seemed to have an extraordinary origin and was the top-level Taoism of the demon clan.

The Taoist method that Huo Linger took out was very casual, and it was hard to imagine that it was such a top-notch method.

Huo Ling'er would throw Hu Yue'er into the Chunyang Taoist Palace from time to time.

Although only more than ten days had passed, for Hu Yue'er, it felt like she had been practicing for almost a year.

"I have an extra tail."

Early that morning, Hu Yue'er came running over excitedly.

This time, she did not cover her tail, but exposed it completely, making her skirt look extremely full.

I saw four furry tails hanging behind it, and the white fur made it look very docile.

He Qing naturally couldn't help but grab it a few times. It was indeed as he saw, very soft and docile.

"Not bad, keep up the good work."

He Qing encouraged.

After He Qing dealt with Zhao Wuji's affairs, he planned to go into Huo Linger's Chunyang Taoist Palace to practice for a while.

And wait until what has happened recently ferments.

All of Zhao Wuji's enemies who had rejected He Qing before suddenly came to him.

There are many of these people, many of whom hold high positions.

Among them there is actually a Dharma-Appearance True Lord.

Jiangnan County is the county that overlooks the fortune of the world, and there are actually quite a few masters there.

In fact, among the hundreds of counties in Dayuetian, Guangyuan Prefecture is in an extremely insignificant marginal area. Even if there have been geniuses in that place, they would not stay there in the end.

This is why it is so desolate.

However, Jiangnan County is one of the most prestigious counties in the world, and the Danxia Sect alone can provide too many masters, including many Pure Yang Immortals.

This Dharma-Appearance True Lord was a drunk old man, who looked like a drunkard who was randomly picked up from the street.

His name is Fu Huarong.

He Qing felt very unfamiliar with it until Hua Niangzi came over, then he understood.

It turns out that this old gentleman is also a swordsman.

Madam Hua was wearing a black dress, revealing her beautiful figure. When she looked at Fu Huarong, a hint of complexity flashed in her eyes.

"When Mr. Fu first came to my Lihua Garden, he was so high-spirited and energetic. Why has he become like this now?"

Lady Hua was familiar with Fu Huarong, as if something had happened between them. (End of this chapter)