I will become an immortal in this world

Chapter 112 The Founding Ancestor, Mountain and River Suppressing Fist

Fang Wang moved forward with his halberd, Xiao Zi wandered around, curious about the dragon-shaped patterns on each stone pillar, and Zhao Zhen was also dragged around.

The presence of this demon and ghost dispersed the scary atmosphere on this dark road.

Go all the way.

The avenue in this palace seems to never end, and Fang Wang does not speed up, as if he is taking a walk.

After traveling for more than ten miles, he still had not reached the end. Fang Wang knew that there was a formation inside. He had carefully noticed that the stone pillar dragon statues along the way were indeed changing, which meant that he was not wandering around in the same place.

Fang Wang stopped.

He raised the Tiangong Halberd and prepared to use his strength to break the spell.

"Wait a minute, I discovered that the dragons on these stone pillars are actually fonts. When combined together, they are the stone slab in your hand." Zhao Zhen said suddenly.

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang immediately took out the mysterious slate.

There are various patterns on the slate, some are demonic, and there are also many weird fonts that are incomprehensible.

Zhao Zhen came over and said, "Look carefully, in addition to the fonts, the postures of these people and monsters are also words."

Fang Wang directly handed the slate to Zhao Zhen and said, "You come and study it."

Zhao Zhen quickly used his ghost power to lift the stone slab, then flew to the stone pillar next to him and began to compare it carefully.

Fang Wang looked at the road ahead, filled with emotion.

The reminder he received in the Great Sage Cave was that he must master the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique and reach the state of concentration. This was indeed the case. He broke into the palace by relying on the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique.

But without Lu Yuanjun's slate, even if he came in, there would still be many difficulties.

Why is this Tiangang Holy Body true skill more rare than the Dou Zhan true skill and the Yin Yang Xuan Ming true skill?

Of course, the greater the difficulty in obtaining it, the stronger the true power of Tiangang Holy Body.

Zhao Zhen held the slate and suspended it in front of a stone pillar, thinking hard.

Xiao Zi looked at the dragon shape on the stone pillar in a daze. It was a slender real dragon with four claws, and its body shape could be described as handsome.

Fang Wang looked at its appearance and knew that it was daydreaming again.

This wait lasted two hours.

Xiao Zi couldn't help but ask: "Emperor, how long do you want?"

Zhao Zhen frowned and whispered: "It's weird...it's really weird..."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Zi asked with eyes wide open.

Zhao Zhen looked up at Fang Wang and said, "I feel like the portrait on the stone slab has changed. We seem to have appeared on the stone slab."

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang immediately raised his hand and made a move from the air.

The slate fell into his hands, and he looked carefully. There were still various strange characters on it, but there were only two human figures and a snake demon left in the middle.

It really has changed!

Fang Wang frowned and asked, "When did it change?"

Zhao Zhen floated over and said, "I don't know either. It's easy to become obsessed after looking at this slate for a long time. I even forgot what I was thinking just now."

His soul trembled slightly, and he raised his head and looked around, with fear in his eyes.

Fang Wang stared at the stone slab closely, wondering what the changes in the stone slab meant.

Xiao Zi came to Fang Wang's shoulder and looked at the stone slab.

After a while, Xiao Zi was surprised and said: "Sir, have you noticed that there are more and more characters on the edges, and they seem to be getting closer to us in the middle."

Fang Wang heard it and looked carefully, and found that it was indeed the case.

Even he was scared now.

He was in the state of concentration, and his spiritual consciousness was so powerful. He stared at the stone slab carefully for a while, but he didn't notice any changes.

"Could this be a sign that danger is approaching us? Are we already in the game?" Zhao Zhen asked cautiously.

Fang Wang couldn't help but look up, wondering if it was his imagination, but he suddenly felt that the dragons on the stone pillars seemed to be staring at him.

This feeling is very strange!

"Xiao Zi, stick close to my shoulder and don't fall behind later."

Fang Wang said in a deep voice, and Xiao Zi's snake body immediately clasped his shoulders. It glanced in all directions nervously, for fear of any monsters coming out.

Zhao Zhen also approached Fang Wang. Even though he was a ghost, he was still very scared of the current situation.

This broad and dark avenue fell into silence, and a strong feeling of uneasiness surged towards Fang Wang, causing his right hand holding the Tiangong Halberd to tighten.

Time passes minute by minute.

Gradually, Fang Wang's vision began to blur, and he felt groggy. He had never experienced this feeling since he entered the path of cultivating immortality, just like having a fever.

In a daze, he saw something emerging from the two rows of stone pillars in front of him, which were dragon patterns.

The dragon carved on the stone pillar comes alive!

Fang Wang immediately started fighting. In an instant, his senses regained consciousness and his vision became clear. The stone dragons that emerged from the stone pillars were indeed real. He was already surrounded by dragons.

Stone dragons from all directions looked towards the direction and approached with their teeth and claws waving, and there was a great sense of oppression in the silence.

A cold light flashed in Fang Wang's eyes. He suddenly threw the Tiangong Halberd in his hand and chased after it. He raised his right hand, with the palm of his hand less than ten centimeters away from the Tiangong Halberd's tail blade, as if he was chasing the Tiangong Halberd.

One person and one halberd turned into a ray of cold light, shattering the stone dragons along the way.

The roar echoed in the dark avenue!

Sudden!

Wisps of black energy emerged from the cold light transformed by Fang Wang, and quickly condensed into a huge black dragon, making this dim avenue seem small.

Zhao Zhen was suspended behind Fang Wang. Looking at the black dragon that Fang Wang had transformed into, he fell into shock.

The legendary Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique!

He has read some records of the Jihao Sect. The great monks of the Jihao Sect can transform into dragons and break mountains and cities with ease. However, those records only mention green dragons and white dragons, and there is no mention of black dragons.

Zhao Zhen had seen Fang Wang transform into a black dragon before, but this was his first time inside the black dragon.

What a powerful feeling!

Even if he couldn't control the black dragon, he could clearly feel the destructive power of the black dragon.

Fang Wang rushed forward unscrupulously, and he continued to increase his spiritual power.

At this moment, he no longer cared whether he was in an illusion or not.

He is about to forcefully break the formation!

After galloping for hundreds of miles, when Fang Wang's spiritual power was more than half consumed, something was suddenly smashed by him in front of him. He then felt his feet tripping on something, staggering, and he quickly stabilized his body.

The black dragon dispersed, and he seemed to suddenly crash into another world. His eyes blurred. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself on the streets of the ancient city.

There is a stone statue standing at the end of the street ahead. It is the figure of a burly man, five feet tall. His right hand is raised, not above his head, holding a large cauldron, and the hem of his clothes is frozen in a fluttering state, which looks very... Domineering.

Fang Wang narrowed his eyes and dispersed his consciousness.

He wasn't sure if he was still in the illusion.

Xiao Zi raised the snake's head and said in surprise: "Sir, we broke out, and my heart suddenly feels at ease."

Its perception of danger is extremely keen. The previous uneasiness and fear have disappeared, and it trusts its own feelings.

Fang Wang took a deep breath and stepped forward.

Zhao Zhen and Xiao Zi looked around cautiously, fearing that something might pop up again.

Soon, Fang Wang came to the stone statue, and he found that there was a groove on the surface of the big cauldron. He immediately took out the stone slab, compared it carefully, and found that it just fit.

He immediately jumped up and pressed the stone slab into the groove of the cauldron.

In an instant, the stone statue trembled violently, causing Fang Wang to retreat in shock.

The stone statue's eyes fell off the stone skin, and two strong lights burst out. Then, a soul appeared and floated in front of the stone statue.

This is an old man with white hair, a kind face, a long beard that reaches his chest, and a boyish face. He is stroking his beard and smiling, his eyes are narrowed into slits, and no eyeballs can be seen.

"It's been almost three thousand years, and finally another generation has set foot here to accept the test of Pindao."

The white-haired old man said with a smile, his tone was gentle and did not exude any pressure.

Fang Wang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He held the Tiangong halberd next to him, clasped his hands in a fist and saluted, saying: "Junior Fang Wang, I have met the seniors. I dare to ask the seniors, do you have the inheritance of the Tiangang Holy Body true skill in your hands?"

"The true power of Tiangang Holy Body? Good boy, you are very direct. The true power of Tiangang Holy Body was created by His Majesty based on Tiangang Holy Body. It can transform mortals into the legendary Tiangang Holy Body. The effort and price required are definitely not You can imagine that for those with average talent and insufficient perseverance, it would be a wrong path," the white-haired old man said seriously, still not opening his eyes.

His Majesty?

Could it be the ancient great sage?

Fang Wang replied: "This junior is mentally prepared."

The white-haired old man couldn't help laughing. After laughing for a while, he said: "Being prepared is not enough. You have to prove yourself to Pindao."

"How to prove it?"

Fang Wang asked, he couldn't wait to get the true power of Tiangang Holy Body.

The white-haired old man raised his right hand and waved his fingers in the air. Light characters appeared in the air one by one. As he wrote, he said: "This is the Mountain and River Suppressing Fist created by His Majesty. It is fierce and domineering. After practicing it to a small degree, you can Leveling mountains and breaking rivers, if you practice to a great extent and your cultivation is strong enough, you can break the sky with one punch!"

Breaking the sky with one punch?

Fang Wang was excited. He did not doubt the words of the white-haired old man at all, because the ancient great sage had indeed challenged the gods in the sky, which showed that he had the power to threaten the upper world.

He began to look at the rows of light characters carefully, and Zhao Zhen and Xiao Zi also watched intently.

"Three thousand years ago, a junior named Zhu Changsheng came to me. It took him two hundred years to practice the Mountain and River Suppressing Fist. As a result, he obtained the true power of the Tiangang Holy Body. I don't know if he is still alive today. Leave a reputation?" the white-haired old man asked with a smile.

Fang Wang had never heard of Zhu Changsheng's name and did not answer the call.

Xiao Zi actually shouted: "I know him, he is the founder of Ji Hao Sect. Legend has it that he has ascended!"

The smile of the white-haired old man froze, but soon returned to his smile. He sighed: "Ascension? Whether immortals and gods really exist, how do mortals know? It is even more difficult to distinguish the true from the false when cultivating immortals and ascending."

After saying that, he immediately changed the subject and said: "It took Zhu Changsheng two hundred years to practice the Mountain and River Suppressing Fist. Fang Wang, Pindao wants to see how many years it takes you."

Fang Wang concentrated on the cultivation method, but still did not respond.

Xiao Zi started chatting with the white-haired old man, and asked curiously: "Senior, the true power of the Tiangang Holy Body is to shape the Tiangang Holy Body. Have you ever seen a person who was born with a Tiangang Holy Body?"

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