Chapter 578: The Secret of the God of Light, the Seventh Floor of the Relic

Suddenly, the endless sword intent collided with Mr. Chuanshan's killing sword intent, and the killing sword intent was immediately shattered and collapsed by Yu Zecheng's sword intent.

The man who drove the mountain suffered a secret loss, and he almost fell down suddenly. The girl Wenjun immediately turned around and helped him and asked:

"Sir, what's wrong?"

He stood up, smiled and said in that hoarse voice like rubbing:

"It's okay, I'm old and I almost fell into the gutter. Hahaha."

This voice contained endless hatred. He looked at Yu Zecheng with supreme murderous intent in his eyes, as if he was saying, "Boy, you're dead."

Yu Zecheng also pretended to be helping someone and said:

"Yes, yes, this is a place of hallucination, and I almost fell for it. It's better to be careful with an elderly person like Zhishan you, as it's easy to fall."

After saying that, he faced the old man moving the mountain again. Facing the other party's endless killing intention, Yu Zecheng quickly gestured out a few hand gestures, moved his mouth lightly, and made several mouth shapes, which contained swordsmanship in the afterimage of the inner demon. Although Yu Zecheng lacked the power of killing heaven and could not practice, he still understood a few things. Here Yu Zecheng demonstrated them.

The old man who moved the mountain saw these magic gestures and saw the magic tricks that Yu Zecheng recited silently, he was stunned again, completely shocked, and a look of extremely white fear appeared on his face, as if he was about to escape, as if he didn't dare to move, because this fear actually fell down suddenly.

Yu Zecheng said from the side:

"Look, when people get old, they are unstable. Be careful, be careful."

Mr. Zhishan stood up again, and said nothing this time, but just had a gloomy face and walked forward silently, never looking at Yu Zecheng again.

Venerable Jiulei and Mr. Hai Jing both looked at Yu Zecheng with strange eyes. Yu Zecheng didn't care at all. In the past, he wanted to play with you and pretended to be a fool to fool you. Now my mood has changed and I don't want to play anymore. I have a sword in my hand, and I can do whatever I want, and who can stop it.

Everyone continued to move forward, and the second floor of the ruins passed safely. The third ruins were still the endless stone hall. This time it was the ground of white marble, but the defense system had been completely destroyed and passed safely.

When the fourth floor of ruins enters, it is no longer a stone temple, but an endless forest. The place where it appears is endless, full of dense trees.

A road has been opened among the trees, and there are still some monks here cutting down trees. They use flying swords to cut at the trees, stirring up countless sparks and making a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Yu Zecheng was attracted by this and walked over to see that the tree turned out to be an iron tree. The entire trunk was full of a gold and iron torso, but it was as graceful as an ordinary tree. When the wind blew, the branches were floating, and Yu Zecheng was stunned.

Seeing Yu Zecheng's expression, the girl who called herself Wenjun walked over and said:

"This forest is full of these iron trees. And the older the iron trees, the more advanced the fine iron they turn into, there are even ten thousand years of cold iron trees and thousands of years of purple gold iron. Moreover, this forest is endless, a thousand miles away. With this forest, it can provide endless gold and iron for the entire three thousand realms."

Yu Zecheng reached out and was about to touch one of the iron trees, and the girl shouted:

"Be careful, this iron tree will automatically attack outsiders. The leaves are like flying knives, branches are like iron swords, stalks are like iron sticks, and roots are like iron chains. Exploring the ruins here, twenty-six real people died, and countless foundation-building disciples were countless."

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"The world is so great that it is really amazing. It's so magical."

Suddenly he turned his head and said to the girl:

"Thank you, Young Master, for bringing me here to see such a magical place."

The girl smiled and said:

"Sir, please call me Wenjun."

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"Wenjun, Wenjun, good name."

Suddenly Yu Zecheng remembered that after the trip to Danzong, he deliberately searched for Sima Xiangru's deeds and found them in an ancient book. Sima Xiangru's seven-democratic reign of King Wu of Han, who revived his wife Zhuo Wenjun, and Yu Zecheng frowned and said:

"Wenjun, what's your surname?"

The Nine Thunder Venerables beside him said:

"I'm really stupid. I don't know that for thousands of years, the sons of the Heavenly Emperor's surname have been Sima, and the saints are all named Zhuo Wenjun. Why are they asking?"

Yu Zecheng almost fell to his feet when he heard this. For thousands of years, the sons of the Heavenly Emperor's sons were all Sima, and the saints were all called Zhuo Wenjun? Could it be that the Sect of the Heavenly Emperor was related to Sima Xiangru? Are the Sons of the Heavenly Emperor's sons of Sima Xiangru, and the saints were all his wives? No, wouldn't it be that the Sect of the Heavenly Emperor's sons of Sima Xiangru, and these three thousand realms are his back garden?

No, no, hallucination, hallucination, what Sima Xiangru saw last time was obviously a guest, and it wouldn't be like that.

Yu Zecheng finally asked:

"I came from the foreign land. I really didn't pay attention to what are the sons of the Heavenly Sect and the Saint Maiden?"

As soon as he said this, everyone felt relieved. This person was really obsessed with ancient demonic literature and didn't even know this. This kind of scholar who didn't care about the world really existed, so everyone understood it, except for the disgraceful Mr. Zhishan.

Zhuo Wenjun said:

"Every three hundred years, the Guangshen Sect will use secret techniques to select three thousand young infants in the Three Thousand Realms and the Light God Realm, and then cultivate us in the Light God Sect. After years of careful cultivation and continuous selection, several saints will be born among the three thousand preselected candidates. Our body and mind belong to the Light God, fulfilling the will of the Light God in this world, and then obeying the call of the Light God at all times and giving everything to him."

In the last few words, she looked solemn, and in this solemn she was extremely pious, and she should not be looked at or blasphemed. At this moment, the magic weapon to cover up her beauty is enough to cover up her temperament, with outstanding grace, beauty that shakes the world, beautiful, gorgeous, and stunning.

At this moment, all the men present were attracted by this, including the white-faced Mr. Dianshan, who was fascinated by this, but none of them saw the erotic blasphemy light, all of them were stunning.

Zhuo Wenjun said slowly again:

"The Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven given to us by the God of Light, and it also represents the bloodline of this God of Light. However, the light is strong and weak, bright and dark. In the endless test, some of the Son of Light have fallen into this, and some have struggled to inherit the position of the leader of the Sect of the Light God Sect. This depends on their acquired struggle."

Yu Zecheng nodded to show his understanding. His idea became clearer and clearer. Maybe this God of Light was Sima Xiangru. This guy brought these saints into the harem and took them to Xiaoyao to the Cangqiu Continent. Then he sent the child he gave to the Guangshen Sect to be the son of this heaven.

No, this guy enjoyed it too much. The entire Three Thousand Realms of Light God Realm was his harem. The saint started to be trained since childhood, and it was endless. Yu Zecheng looked at Zhuo Wenjun again. Such a beautiful woman was piled up and willing to offer the old thing to enjoy. An evil fire couldn't help but rise.

No, if you want to save the people, you must not let such a beautiful woman be bullied by that old monster.

While Yu Zecheng was thinking randomly, Mr. Haijing continued to lead the way. Everyone passed through this place and had already opened a passage here. Everyone passed through this steel forest and entered the next layer of ruins.

This layer of ruins is the endless grassland, endless grasslands on the ground, stretching under the sky, without hills, and no hills, the extremely calm, hot and gloomy sun.

Violets, hyacinths, and daffodils are everywhere, black and purple, flame-like red, spotted and golden cherry blossoms are like a velvet flower carpet, covering the earth.

Cornflowers, violets, flowers everywhere. The air is fresh, making people unable to help but lie on the ground and rest. How comfortable it would be to sleep on this sunshine and this grass...

Mr. Haijing said:

"Be careful, don't rest here here. As long as you lie down, you will never get up. This place is called the place of eternal sleep."

Here is a group of immortal cultivators collecting something, Hai Jing said:

"There are various strange flowers and plants here, and these strange flowers and plants are rare. They are just weeds everywhere here. As long as you can resist the feeling of sleep, this is the biggest treasure."

Yu Zecheng looked at the cultivators who collected flowers and plants and asked:

"Can they resist the temptation of hypnosis?"

Hai Jing smiled and said:

"They are all disciples from the Arhat Sleeping Sect. What they are best at is doing things in their sleep and practicing half-dream and half-awake. Before entering this place, they entered a state of sleep. They had already fallen asleep and there was no danger."

Yu Zecheng was stunned and nodded and said:

“High, really high.”

Everyone continued to move forward, and the feeling of sleeping and resting became heavier, but it was not that irresistible. They moved forward step by step, and soon everyone came to the teleportation array of the next level of ruins.

The sixth floor is a water area, like the sea, with endless waves. Vortexes appear from time to time in the sea area, bringing the passing immortals into the vortex. There are also a group of immortals working here. They ride on a big ship, resisting the vortex, and catching sea beasts here.

Everyone also rode a big ship, facing the vortex without any danger, and quickly passed through the place safely, and then entered the largest vortex.

Finally, we reached the seventh floor of the ruins. Just like other worlds, it is a normal continental world, with mountains, lakes, forests, and all terrain.

After that, Hai Jing said:

"Okay, no problem. This floor is the real holy land of Qiu Sect. There is no danger. This place has a range of about a hundred miles, and it is completely a fairyland on earth."

Everyone entered a palace, with palaces standing in a row, large palace gardens, glass halls, sunny winds, white clouds covering the sky, gardens, rockery, small bridges and flowing water, pavilions, blue waves and clear lakes, and tall hills. The distance and near are integrated. The scenery is clear and the situation is majestic.

I see the blue sky above and the jade tower below. I am in it. It is beautiful and wise, with fairy-like flowers, lush grass and trees everywhere, and rare birds and beasts flying all over the sky. It is simply a fairyland, making people feel enlightened. The trees, springs, stones, flowers and plants are extremely beautiful, and the green grass and shade show the beautiful scenery, which makes people admire it.
Chapter completed!