Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor Yan, please restrain yourself; your elder brother is truly hones

The entrance to Hulu Valley is very narrow, hidden by dense black jungle under the moonlight, making the path almost invisible.

Zhang Yuan brandished his halberd at the entrance, his fighting spirit radiating outwards and transforming into a blazing light that parted the jungle, revealing a narrow passage.

He wielded his halberd and went straight into the valley. Before him was a branch of a stream, its surface rippling in the moonlight.

Zhang Yuan walked on water, his movements bold and expansive, and soon entered the inner valley of Calabash Valley.

Inside the Banana Grove, there was a world that belonged only to Zhang Yuan and Qing Yanjing.

The restraints on their bodies dissipated in the flickering flames.

That touch of pink made Zhang Yuan unable to remain calm.

Just as the obstacle was about to be broken, a purple moon suddenly appeared between Qing Yanjing's brows, and her eyes became exceptionally calm, as if she had gained a touch of divinity.

She stared at Zhang Yuan, a murderous glint suddenly rising in her heart.

But the next moment, a thunderous sound rang in Qing Yanjing's ears, bringing her back to her senses.

The purple moon between her brows had disappeared, but she remained calm.

What Zhang Yuan didn't notice was that a purple moon had fully formed at the bottom of the Thunder God visualization diagram.

"Brother Yuan." Qing Yanjing wanted to say something.

But in the next instant, a fiery passion melted her heart.

The leaves stretch to the sky, an endless expanse of green; the lotus blossoms, bathed in sunlight, are a vibrant red.

Meanwhile, the vast world.

Within the ancient Futu clan, countless powerful beings who had been in seclusion awoke, their thoughts converging within the Futu Tower.

No one knows how many levels the Pagoda has. It is filled with endless space, and at this moment, all the powerful beings are gathered in the top level space, because there are eight purple moons floating there.

The powerful cultivator with the Clear Vein exclaimed with delight, "The eighth round of the Purple Moon has been completed, and we can now condense eight rounds of divine veins."

The other two powerful figures, while envious, were mostly delighted and offered their congratulations.

"The Qingxuan family has undergone eight cycles of reincarnation and tribulations in the mortal realm. Each time they perished, a full moon appeared. They actually succeeded. Their fortune belongs to my Futu Ancient Clan."

"The Eight Divine Veins, our Futu Ancient Clan has finally given birth to the Eight Divine Veins again, which must be favored by the world's will."

"The Eight Purple Moons is one of the divine veins most compatible with the Endless Light Body. This primordial Dharma body is indeed destined for our race."

"Once Qing Yanjing, the owner of the Eight Divine Veins, grows up, our clan will have the opportunity to become the leader of the five ancient clans."

"They can also plot against the original Dharma bodies of other races through marriage alliances."

"What a stroke of luck!"

"The most urgent thing is for Qingxuan to immediately inform Qingqiu and Qingfeng to give birth to Qingyanjing as soon as possible. At that time, the Eight Divine Veins will naturally choose a master."

"Qingyanjing, this name has great fortune."

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The elders were overjoyed.

Qingxuan, the person in charge of Qingmai, even summoned his daughter Qingqiu and son-in-law Qingfeng.

However, after the two arrived, Qingqiu told the elders some unexpected news.

"Elders, I cannot carry Jing'er."

"Why?" an elder asked. "Our clan has paid such a high price, are you afraid of dying now?"

"Qingqiu is not afraid of death." Qingqiu shook his head and said, "Jing'er was not supposed to survive back then. I wanted to exchange my life for hers. The elders generously taught me the method of undergoing tribulation to form a vein, and even provided resources for me to do this. Although I will eventually perish, I have no regrets in dying because I was able to give birth to Jing'er and give her the Eight Divine Veins."

"But what the elders may not know is that the Eight Purple Moons are still being conceived. No matter what efforts Feng Ge and I make, we cannot bring Jing'er back to life."

Upon hearing this, all the elders were shocked: "What did you say?!"

The Eight Divine Veins and Eight Wheels of Purple Moon are extremely rare. With the foundation of the Ancient Buddha Clan, they can definitely cultivate Qing Yanjing into a Heavenly Supreme. At that time, he will surely gain the recognition of the Primordial Dharma Body of Endless Light.

The last person to refine the Primal Dharma Body was the Immortal Emperor. He left his name on the Sky Ranking for successfully refining the Eternal Immortal Body, becoming the first half-step Dominator Realm expert in the Great Thousand World.

Once Qing Yanjing masters the original Dharma body, he will have the opportunity to become the second person, after the Immortal Emperor, to have his name inscribed on the Heavenly Ranking in the hundreds of thousands of years of history of this great world.

And now, Qingqiu is telling them that the eight purple moons are not the end of the process.

Is it going to be nine purple moons?

Wouldn't that mean the emergence of the Nine Divine Veins, a phenomenon unparalleled throughout history?

At that time, with the Endless Light Body firmly in control, keeping its name will definitely not be a problem.

Maybe I can even write down the full name!?

The hearts of the entire Futu Ancient Clan pounded wildly.

Even in the outside world, he is a supreme being who can shake the entire world with a mere tremor of his foot, possessing an extraordinary and transcendent temperament. Yet, at this moment, he is completely unable to remain calm.

What exactly is Qing Yanjing doing that led to all of this?!

The lower realm, the Dou Qi Continent.

The Gama Empire, that valley.

Zhang Yuan had already examined every inch of Qing Yanjing's skin.

But he was still not satisfied, and asked after Qing Yanjing had recovered some of her strength.

"Jing-jie, how about you take your place on top?"

He wanted to experience the scenery from a different perspective.

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Chapter 61 What a wonderful poem! Target: Snake-People?

From afar it appears as a ridge, from the side as a peak; its appearance varies depending on distance, height, and perspective.

You can recognize a soft waist and soft breasts simply because you are inside this body.

Only now did Zhang Yuan have the clearest understanding of this poem.

Her graceful figure in a dance costume made her seem like a celestial maiden descending to earth; Zhang Yuan felt that she was nothing special.

In my dream, I saw fairies gracefully descending from the heavens, amidst the ethereal jade palaces, two lovers entwined in tender affection.

A fairy descended from the heavens on the wind, her smile radiating enchanting beauty.

As the poem goes, “A gentle touch brings joy to both, as swallows dance and orioles sing amidst the green waters.”

"Two mountains stand facing each other, white clouds drift leisurely; a river flows across the world."

"Dancing gracefully, they entwine in joy and tenderness."

At this moment, Zhang Yuan was inspired to write poetry and offered his insightful comments.

Qing Yanjing studied hard, but she was also somewhat mentally exhausted.

"Brother Yuan, what do you think?"

Zhang Yuan looked at her with his hands on his head and smiled, "Don't worry, I can handle it."

Qing Yanjing truly lives up to her name, which contains two water radicals; she is indeed very graceful.

Another night of silence.

Until three poles high in the sun.

The air around the Banana Cottage seemed to ripple suddenly.

The Three Dragons Thunderfire appeared, gathered into the Five Elements Spirit Turtle Pearl, and then flew into the small building.

In the shadows mid-air, Ling Ying rubbed her eyes as she watched this scene, feeling as if she were hallucinating.

The environment is still the same, but why does it always feel like it has changed?

That said, it's quite rare that Zhang Yuan didn't get up to cultivate in the middle of the night last night.

If there hadn't been no commotion inside the Banana Cottage, he would have even suspected that the young master had done something.

"Um!?"

Ling Ying's eyes widened, feeling as if she were hallucinating.

Zhang Yuan was dressed in a long black robe, his posture was upright, his figure was like a dragon and a tiger, and his eyes shone with a cold light, like swords and halberds.

Today, Qing Yanjing was wearing a pink and white long dress, with a green hairpin on her head. She held Zhang Yuan's arm with both hands, her eyes filled with happiness and satisfaction, and her small mouth had a faint smile.

They are clearly a young couple deeply in love.

Ling Ying was not surprised at all that Zhang Yuan and Qing Yanjing had such a day.

After spending six months together, he knew very well that Zhang Yuan had feelings for Qing Yanjing, and Qing Yanjing also had a good impression of Zhang Yuan. However, Zhang Yuan did not take the initiative to cross the line, and Qing Yanjing had some concerns. So the two of them were getting more and more in sync, but they never crossed the line.

Having eaten Qing Yanjing's cooking for more than half a year, he felt like he was looking at a daughter.

While not believing that Xun'er and Zhang Yuan could be together, he thought Zhang Yuan and Qing Yanjing were a good match, and on several occasions he even teased the two of them, hoping to bring about a beautiful romance.

He felt that since Miss Xun'er could turn a blind eye to Little Fairy Doctor's problems, Qing Yanjing was even less of a concern.

Unfortunately, neither of them was willing to openly acknowledge this secret.

He thought some kind of opportunity would have to arise.

Unexpectedly, the two of them ended up together?

What exactly happened last night?!

"Brother Yuan, are you really leaving today?" Qing Yanjing turned her head to look at Zhang Yuan, her eyes filled with undisguised love.

Whether it was because of their in-depth conversations or because they had been completely honest with each other and there were no more secrets, the strange sense of security that Zhang Yuan gave her transformed into absolute trust.

Zhang Yuan was studying the Thunder God Visualization Diagram at the moment. He discovered that a purple full moon mark had appeared at the bottom of the diagram at some point. When he focused his attention on it, he could sense Qing Yanjing's aura and his distance from him.

In addition, he sensed that the purple full moon pattern contained some kind of aura. When he tried to sense it more deeply, he felt that his cultivation was about to be sealed, and this was still within his divine sense.

There's also information about a cultivation technique, but it's not clear yet. Judging from the information transmitted by the visualization diagram, he can only view it once he possesses an Emperor-level soul. What a huge pie in the sky!

Qing Yanjing's voice drew his attention back, and he smiled and said, "I may break through to the Dou Ling realm at any time and want to go out and see the world. If you miss this place, we can come back for a short stay in the future."