Thousands of dragons in the sea.

In the sky, black clouds hang low, and thunder and lightning are like snakes, wandering freely.

The sea surface was already dark, and the waves were rolling and turbulent.

The runes around the large dharma boat flashed with brilliance, breaking through huge waves and moving quickly.

The cabin on the top floor was as smooth as land due to the protection of the formation.

The half-rolled bead curtain did not move at all. In an incense burner carved in the shape of a boy holding sesame seeds, a stick of incense was burning slowly.

This is specially provided by Zhu. Tao is helpful to calm the mind and clarify the soul.

There are many similar enjoyments.

Since the identity of the genius alchemist was exposed, during this period of time, not only the Zhu family, but also the casual cultivators were trying their best to come up with all kinds of resources that they were reluctant to part with, and donated them in an endless stream.

Even because Shi Wanli did not allow anyone to visit the top cabin, they had already made noises below several times, believing that Chanlou was selfish and controlling the Dharma Ark, cutting off their opportunity to get close to Master Wang Gao.

However, most of these gifts that could not be refused were piled randomly in the storage bag by Pei Ling.

What he cares about most at the moment is the complete set of "Lurhu Laws" of the Liuli Dynasty provided by Shi Wanli.

After all, although Pei Ling is already thousands of miles away from Gou Dao...

But with a new identity, he still wanted to work hard.

The Liuli Dynasty is not a holy sect. Such a prestigious and upright sect, the laws will definitely not be in the underworld!

Thinking of this, he calmed down and solemnly opened the book in front of him.

Facts have proved that Pei Ling's idea is correct. "Lulu Law" and the Chongming Sect's sect rules have certain similarities: no matter how big or small, there are laws to follow.

However, unlike the Chongming Sect, which is all about money, the punishments in the "Lulu Law" are much more normal.

Anyone who kills must pay with his life, no matter whether he is a monk or a mortal!

If a monk beats a mortal, he will be punished by whipping his soul!

A mortal slandered a monk and was exiled for three thousand miles. Three generations of descendants were unable to take the exam!

The monks use magic tricks to defraud mortals out of money, get tattoos and hair, and work for the dynasty until they get a hundred times the defrauded money before they can be released. Moreover, three generations of descendants cannot take part in the big exam!

Pei Ling took it very seriously. Unlike the demonic way of killing people and annihilating families at every turn, the Liuhu Dynasty paid attention to doing everything in accordance with the law.

Within its territory, no matter what happens or any dispute occurs, it must be reported to the officials for handling as soon as possible.

If you decide to use force to solve the problem yourself, then the next moment, the government of the Liuhu Dynasty will use force to solve the private fight...

Moreover, in the imperial dynasty, immortals and mortals lived together and treated everyone equally.

In their eyes, the life of a monk is no more valuable than that of a mortal!

In magic, strength is everything.

But in the dynasty and before the law, all living beings are equal!

Not only mortals, but also naturalized monsters, spirits and strange tribes are all equal!

This kind of environment, under the rule of Chongming Sect, is simply...

While his thoughts were still lingering, Pei Ling's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt movement from a transmission note in his storage bag.

Is it Li's fifteenth uncle, or is Li Hange trying to contact him?

Pei Ling quickly regained his composure and continued to open the book of law as if nothing had happened.

He doesn't dare to open the storage bag at will now.

Although he is alone in this cabin at the moment, who knows if Shi Wanli still has any means in the formation of this cabin to secretly monitor his every move?

It must be known that in his eyes, Li Wumei was an approachable and amiable elder who was eager to help, but in the eyes of the Liuhu Dynasty, he was an out-and-out devil!

If they were to discover the connection between themselves and Li Wumei, they might not even be able to save their lives as a genius alchemist, and they would be exterminated and defended on the spot...

After all, the demon cultivator went to the imperial court under the guise of a genius alchemist and claimed to attend the elixir discussion ceremony. Wasn't he blatantly trying to harm the ceremony?

After waiting for a long time, the sound transmission gradually became quiet.

"Huh..." Pei Ling breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "You must not contact Senior Li now!"

"After arriving at the Liulu Dynasty, find a safe place and then explain to Senior Li."

"By the way, I want to ask about the Saintess Ceremony and what Senior Sister Li likes..."

Thinking like this, he turned over another page and continued to study "The Law of Lucre"...

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Chongming Zong.

Saint's Ceremony.

In the vast sea of ​​clouds, platforms that are upside down on the mountain are suspended in the air.

On the blood ladder of all races, the brilliance of the formation flashed rapidly and was slowly returning to its original state.

As time passed, the traces of countless spells and weapons disappeared bit by bit.

The prodigies of the three sects had their limbs broken off and were covered in scars. They were all pale-faced and fell down under the blood throne of the saint.

Li Lieyue's face was as frosty as she slowly closed her palms, her fingers were slender and warm blood was dripping from her fingertips.

At this moment, she had a wreath of thorns on her head, all the flowers were withered, the Tribulation Soul-Calming Bell was also in disrepair, and the black gauze skirt could not hide the blood stains flowing from the wounds, but!

Its aura is extremely sharp, as if it can cut through all kinds of difficulties and dangers!

Wearing a flowing black skirt, she calmly stepped onto the 10,000th floor of the blood ladder.

At this level, there are no more challenges.

The 9999th floor of the blood ladder disappeared instantly, and the three geniuses lying on it were teleported back to the original platform.

In the center of the vast sea of ​​clouds, only the Blood Seat of the Saint is floating quietly.

This seat is actually not fancy.

It seems to be just a huge blood-colored rock that has been treated casually. Even the outline of the seat is very rough.

However, a certain kind of fluctuation emitted by it made everyone present, except for the sect leader and other senior officials, feel palpitations.

Like a dormant ancient beast.

Even while sleeping, the slight aura it emits is enough to make most living beings unable to bear it.

Li Lieyue stepped forward, her gauze skirt swung open in the wind, like a dark epiphyllum blooming and fading, her graceful figure turned around and sat down.

This moment!

The blood ladder of all races under the Blood Seat of the Saint has emerged again.

The difference from when she stepped onto the first blood ladder was that this time, the blood ladder was densely packed with countless alien races and countless dead souls, and it was almost overwhelming!

With their eyes filled with blood and tears, they raised their heads and stared quietly at the black-dressed figure on the blood throne. Then, on the 9999th floor of the blood ladder, the most powerful dead soul took the lead to take half a step forward, standing alone.

He fell to his knees and prostrated heavily.

Then, there are the 9998th floor, the 9997th floor...

From top to bottom, layers of hanging heads set off a majestic wave of blood.

Like a silent roar.

Thousands of blood ladders, countless demons, ghosts and souls, all bowed down and worshiped the newly promoted saint!

At the same time, the Saint's Blood Throne slowly squirmed and quickly turned into a huge lump of plasma in the shape of a throne.

Countless blood threads as thin as hair separated from the blood plasma, floating into the air, weaving and intersecting quickly, and soon formed a new blood-colored crown, which slowly fell to the top of Li Lieyue's hair.

The original crown of thorns was instantly destroyed.

The moment the new bloody crown was put on, powerful and pure power poured into Li Lieyue's body like a tide.

There were also various secret techniques, techniques, magical powers, and secrets that had not been recorded by the Jiu'ali clan... one after another appeared in her mind.

This is the inheritance of the saints of the Chongming Sect!

Li Lieyue's aura rose steadily and recovered quickly, but his expression never fluctuated, as if all this was a matter of course, and there was nothing surprising or exciting.
Chapter completed!