The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

Thunderclouds rolled above the sky, and the mountains and rivers in the eight regions shook like dragons.

The Hongmeng Dao Tree has taken root in the void for only a short time, but it has already caused the fortune of heaven and earth to reverse.

Someone swallowed a heaven-defying realm-breaking elixir and within a hundred days, he crossed three life and death barriers, and the blood evil in his palm soared thirty miles into the sky.

The white-haired old monster chewed the longevity elixir into pieces, and when his dry bones grew flesh again, he triggered the Nine Netherworld Thunder Tribulation, and forcibly tore off thirty years of his life from the Book of Hell.

"The world is going to change." The storyteller in the teahouse clenched the wake-up stick and looked at the blood-red glow in the sky.

Three thousand geniuses had already gathered outside the mountain gate of Butian Pavilion, each with a fire burning in their eyes.

The ancient holy temple is about to open, and it is rumored that it contains a sky-repairing technique that can reverse time.

Even though the Hongmeng Dao Tree has brought countless opportunities, this huge monster with a long history is still the supreme holy place in the hearts of the cultivators in the lower world.

The chance encountered in the ancient holy academy of Butian Pavilion is a hundred times more reliable than the Hongmeng Dao Tree in the initial place.

The trial of the Hongmeng Dao Tree is too difficult!

The old monsters from various sects had green lights in their eyes, and they were rushing towards the Butian Pavilion without even the coffin lids to hold them down.

They will have to sell everything they have to squeeze in to this place!
More explosive news came, that the one who was at the top of the Blood Realm list, Iron Pot Boiling Beast Milk, was going to come in his true form!
When the news came out, all the major sects shook.

The ancestor of the Butian Pavilion overturned the chessboard on the spot, and his fingertips were bleeding: If we can coax this little ancestor here, the Butian Pavilion will be able to flourish again...

The gang of treacherous old men in the Taikoo Sacred Mountain were even more ruthless. Eighteen altars were burning with blood-red runes.

The golden-winged Roc held the soul-locking chain in its mouth and laughed strangely: Wouldn't it be wonderful to turn the genius of the human race into a war slave?
The craziest one is the little princess of the Fire Nation.

The girl had been drooling over the baby's chubby face for days, so she slammed the table and overturned half of the imperial kitchen.

She rushed into the palace beast garden swinging her Vermillion Bird Whip, caught the milk-producing beast and sneered: "Ice Phoenix, huh? I want you to produce milk at three o'clock in the morning, who dares to keep you until five o'clock?"

The nine-headed lion was so frightened that it stuffed its cubs back into its stomach and carried its clan to the wilderness overnight.

The Fire Emperor was watching from the Zhaixing Tower with clenched teeth.

He flicked his fingers and sent out a ray of divine light, and instantly all the beast milk in the imperial capital turned into a torrent and poured into the jade pendant on Huo Linger's waist.

What’s even more amazing is that this old fox also sent a secret message: My dear girl, remember to let the baby drink the can of Qilin milk with the intoxicating flower first…

Three days later, the Scarlet Flame Phoenix Chariot rushed into the gate of Butian Pavilion, crushing the sky full of flaming clouds.

The ones pulling the cart turned out to be three pure-blooded Pixiu, and golden lotuses emerged from the ground wherever the wheels passed.

Huo Ling'er leaned against the couch with her legs crossed, and at her feet were nine hundred and ninety-nine cans of animal milk. The divine mist gushing out of the cans dyed half the sky colorful. She squinted at the rolling chaotic mist in the distance, with one hand on her waist: "Little baby, the palace's milk is ready, let's see how long you can hold out?"
When Huo Linger goes out, the scene is a spectacle that is rarely seen in the wilderness for a thousand years!
The nine-headed phoenix bathed in fire blocked out the sky, and the blazing flames burned the sky above the imperial capital into a thousand-foot-long glow.

Where the wheels passed, they left phoenix patterns on the clouds.

Such a magnificent ceremony clearly announced that the most beloved pearl of the Human Emperor would soon arrive at the Butian Pavilion of the Ancient Holy Academy.

The news spread across the world like wildfire, and the ancient ferocious beasts lurking in the dark all opened their scarlet vertical pupils.

The great opportunity that the Fire Nation had previously seized from the Hongmeng Dao Tree had already made everyone jealous, and now they even dared to covet the Butian Pavilion's unique skills, they really wanted to overturn the chessboard of the Wilderness!
A deafening roar came from the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains. A pure-blooded ferocious beast cub tore open a crack in the void, threatening to use the "beast milk boiled in an iron pot" to refine it into a war slave.

"Do these beasts really think that there is no one in our human race?" A sword light suddenly lit up from a hidden sword tomb. The white-haired sword master held the sky-breaking giant halberd in his hand and said coldly, "Whoever dares to touch the number one genius of our race in the Moving Blood Realm, I will let you see what the dragon-slaying sword energy is!"

However, more monks looked towards the direction of Butian Pavilion with worry.

The initial stage of the Virtual God Realm can still suppress one's cultivation, but outside the Holy Courtyard barrier, it is a Shura field where the strong prey on the weak!
At this moment, the undercurrent in the wilderness was surging. The man with double pupils from the Stone Kingdom stepped on the Yin-Yang Taoist diagram and broke through the barrier. The chaotic energy in his eyes surged as if to reopen the world.

This peerless evildoer who slaughtered all the ancient species at the age of twelve actually tore the void with his bare hands in front of the mountain gate of Bu Tian Pavilion and sneered at the depths of the sea of ​​clouds: "I want to see if this child who loves to drink beast milk can catch the light of the double pupils!"

The ancient sacred mountain cracked into a thousand-foot abyss, a five-colored peacock descended from the sky with the Conferred God List in its mouth, and a hundred thousand feathers turned into a killing array that covered the sky. A nine-headed golden lion carried the ancient bronze palace across the galaxy, and every step it took shattered the mountains and rivers for three thousand miles.

These terrifying creatures that have been dormant for thousands of years are all flocking here to compete for their "favorite beast milk"!

“How dare you, the villains, lay your hands on the genius of our human race?” A dragon roar suddenly came from the depths of the Bu Tian Pavilion. A white-haired old man holding a divine whip split the chaos, and a divine ring appeared behind him: “Whoever dares to cross the line today, I will use this divine whip to smash your true spirit!”

No one knew at this moment that the "Iron Pot Boiling Beast Milk" that caused the great disaster in the wilderness was squatting on an unknown hill, holding a bronze tripod filled with beast milk and smiling foolishly.

The supreme furnace on his chest suddenly burst out with chaotic light, and hundreds of ferocious beasts appeared faintly behind him. The fragrance of milk mixed with monstrous murderous energy rushed straight into the sky!

Ten days later.

Shi Village and Butian Pavilion are a million miles apart, so even for a kid it would take a long time to travel.

Along the way, there were only barren mountains and wilderness, and no birds lived there.

The little one was running after a big, gorgeous tiger.

The tiger ran so fast that it created a gust of wind, but the little kid couldn't let it escape and chased after it with all his might.

After finally catching up with the tiger, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the tiger's tail. With a "hey-yo" sound, he swung the tiger around like a big iron ball.

The tiger kept roaring, but the kid was so happy that he laughed "Haha". When he had shaken the tiger enough, he let it go and continued to chase it. He was having so much fun, it was just like the drama of chasing a tiger across a stream in the ancient times.

Jiang Xuan was watching from the cloud and shook his head, "Maybe he has forgotten what to do in Shi Village and just wants to play!"

Exhausted from playing, the little one fell to the ground with a plop, looking like a puddle of mud. He was so dirty that he didn't look like a little kid at all.

Suddenly, the little guy somersaulted and jumped up with a whoosh.

He looked around with a sly look, and after making sure that there was no one around, he ran to a big tree like a little thief, stretched out his little hand, and started to pee.

After solving his personal problems, the little guy ran to the river, washed his hands hastily, looked up at the sun in the sky, slapped his head and said, "Hey, it's still early!" After that, he climbed up another tree like a monkey and started to dig out bird nests.

Jiang Xuan watched this scene, and the veins in the corners of his eyes throbbed.

After playing crazily for a while, the little one suddenly slapped his head and said, "Oops!" "I almost forgot something important!" Then he slowly walked towards the Butian Pavilion.

Yes, he was walking. He shrunk the paper airplane that Jiang Xuan gave him and placed it steadily on his head, like he was wearing a small hat. He didn't even think about riding it.

The little one had a small paper airplane on his head and his body was dirty. He jumped forward like a mud monkey.

I don’t know how long it took, but we finally arrived at Butian Pavilion.

A little man with tattered clothes and a face as black as charcoal crawled out of the forest.

He looked so pitiful, just like a little beggar who had come all the way from far away to beg.

However, this little guy's eyes were as bright as two night pearls, rolling around, looking at everything around him curiously.

"Is this the Butian Pavilion?" The little guy looked at the stunning sacred mountain in the distance with his eyes wide open. "It's quite beautiful!" After saying that, he spread his legs and ran towards the Butian Pavilion.

The little paper plane still stayed steadily above his head, and the little one became the "mount" of the little paper plane.

The closer you get to Butian Pavilion, the more lively it becomes.

From time to time, magical chariots roared across the sky, pulled by either ferocious beasts or, even more exaggeratedly, by people who used ancient species as their means of transportation.

The scene was so dazzling that it was blinding.

The little guy looked at those extremely cool means of transportation, then looked down at his own legs, scratched his head, and muttered in confusion: "Are people outside so high-profile? I don't understand!" (End of this chapter)