Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

In the wild and primitive world, two figures were pulling and tugging at each other under the starry sky. One of them was a burly man wearing a cloak made of unknown material. He had a dignified appearance, and looked like a god from heaven, but in his bones he had the majesty of a human emperor.

The other one had a big belly and was dressed in fancy clothes, like a rich country man.

The two people were Chi You and Tian Peng who had chased each other all the way here from Lingkong Heaven Realm.

"What bad luck!" Tianpeng sighed in his heart. He coveted the Ganoderma lucidum, but he didn't expect it would bring about consequences.

Tian Peng and Chi You fought in the Honghuang Star Region for several days and nights. Seeing that Chi You's body was indestructible and his magical powers were no less than his own, Tian Peng thought that Chi You was a great wizard of the Jiuli tribe. However, Chi You had condensed his primordial spirit and was proficient in all kinds of Taoist magic powers.

He felt a little puzzled. After coming out of Emei Mountain, he tried to find out Chi You's origins by asking around.

The man from outside the domain was named Chi You. The former was fine, Tian Peng naturally knew the origins of the Great Tianzun and his gang, but the name "Chi You" made his whole body go cold.

This name involves too many things. The cause and effect of the Three Ancient Emperors of Huoyun Cave and the Witch Clan are not something that a small altar purifier like him can grasp.

As for the coincidence of having the same name, a "Chi You" who has condensed the immortal body of a great witch and has the blood of Jiuli,
If Tianpeng really believed that this was a coincidence, he would probably be laughed at.

Tianpeng knew that the consequences of the incident were too serious and was worried about getting involved, so he made an excuse to leave.

"Since you have accepted the benefits, you are now trying to refuse them. What's the point?" Chi You stopped Tian Peng from leaving.

"At worst, I will return the things to you. Your name is too important for an old pig to get involved!" Tianpeng made it clear and shook his head.

Hearing Tianpeng's words, Chi You's eyes became uncertain: "This Zhuolu battlefield was pointed out to me by your Lingshan Buddha."

"So what?" Tian Peng asked in return, "The Buddha's belly is bigger than mine, and he has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Who knows what he is planning? Now that he said that, I, the old pig, can't go!"

When Tianpeng was speaking, he looked around, fearing that when he said something bad about Maitreya, the Buddha would jump out from somewhere.

"I will return this Ganoderma lucidum to you, and we will pretend that we have never met before. From now on, you go your way and I go mine!" Tianpeng took out two jade boxes sealed with golden talismans from his treasure bag with some reluctance and handed them back to Chi You.

Seeing that Tianpeng had made up his mind, Chi You had no choice but to take back the jade box. He considered whether he should go back to heaven to meet his brother-in-law and ask for advice.

At this moment, a ray of golden light cut through the starry sky and came straight towards this side.

The golden light, with a blazing tail flame, was like a passing meteor, with unparalleled momentum. Many of the ancient surviving people along the way saw it and thought it was some kind of treasure, so they all used their magical powers to capture it.

The golden light just shook slightly, and all the attacks were dispersed. Some people who thought they had great magical powers flew forward and tried to take the treasure by force.

However, it caused the golden light to tremble, revealing wisps of fierce and sharp edges, leaving bloody holes on their bodies. The pain made them furious and they dared not come closer again.

The golden light flew, leading countless barbarian descendants who coveted this treasure to a starry sky. Under the gaze of countless people, this ball of dazzling golden light quietly stopped in front of Tianpeng.

"The treasure recognizes its owner. Is this the legendary saying that if a divine weapon has no owner, it will be in the possession of a virtuous person?"

A sloth-like relic of the ancient times saw this scene, stroked his gray beard, and spoke in a literary manner.

"Haha, old man, have you become stupid because of your bookish knowledge? In the wild land, whoever has the bigger fist will be the one to be obeyed."

A strange-looking creature from the ancient times with eight arms, who looked like a combination of a spider and a centipede, laughed at the sloth.

"Hey, fat guy over there, hand over your treasure if you know what's best for you!"

Tianpeng was also stunned when he looked at the golden ball of light in front of him. Feeling the familiar breath in the golden ball, his face was also a little confused:

"This looks like my rake. Wasn't it lost when the old monk passed away? How did it appear here?!"

Tianpeng stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden ball of light. With a loud bang, the golden ball of light shone brightly and rushed straight into the stars. The talismans that gathered into the ball of light burst open one after another, and a nine-toothed rake emitting colorful light rushed out from it.

"Yes, it is my rake, not a fake one!"

Tianpeng grabbed the nine-toothed rake that flew over, stroked it, smiled, then waved it around and threw it out. The rake was in the air, and the starry sky was lit up with thousands of auspicious auras.

Seeing that there was indeed a treasure in the golden ball of light, hundreds of figures immediately rushed out from the crowd who were watching and headed straight for Tianpeng and Chiyou.

These powerful descendants of the ancient times were afraid that Tianpeng and Chiyou would run away, so they surrounded them, and their eyes were all looking greedily at the treasure rake in Tianpeng's hand.

You know, Tianpeng's rake is a treasure.

In Tianpeng's own words, his rake is:
Laojun moved the hammer himself, and Yinghuo added charcoal chips himself.

The Five Emperors of the Five Directions worked hard, and the Six Ding and Liujia spent many twists and turns.

Nine-toothed jade pendant teeth are formed, and double-ringed gold pendant leaves are formed.

The body is decorated with six rays arranged in five stars, and the body is arranged according to the four seasons and eight knots.

Short and long, up and down determine the universe, left and right, yin and yang divide the sun and the moon.

The six Yao gods will follow the rules of heaven, and the eight trigrams and stars will follow the order of battles. It was named Shangbaoqin Jinpalladium and entered the Danque Palace of Yuhuang Town.

This Shangbaoqinjin Rake is a treasure presented by Taishang Laojun to the Jade Emperor.

Later, Tianpeng was granted the title of Marshal Tianpeng, and the Jade Emperor gave him this treasure rake as a reward.

To put it bluntly, in terms of quality and preciousness, this treasure rake is better than 99% of the magic weapons of Yamabu.

At least in such a bitter, cold and wild place like the wild wilderness, a long-lasting genocide war would break out just for this rake.

Tian Peng used his own vital energy to refine this precious golden rake for several kalpas. Thirty to forty percent of Tian Peng's abilities come from this precious rake.

Tianpeng happily stroked the nine-foot-high rake in his hand which he had not seen for many years. He had not seen this treasure for hundreds of years since the old monk borrowed it from him.

"You want to steal my treasure!" Looking at the ancient tribesmen surrounding him, Tianpeng narrowed his eyes, touched the rake in his hand, and said slowly:

"Just a bunch of you scum!" Tianpeng looked around, not hiding the contempt in his eyes.

“Arrogant!” The remnant of the ancient times with eight arms and a scorpion tail met Tianpeng’s contemptuous look and became furious. He held a weapon in each of his eight arms and rushed towards Tianpeng.

Tianpeng's figure flashed, and in an instant he arrived in front of the scorpion-tailed survivors.

The nine teeth of the spiked rake flashed with a cold light, and a cold airflow pressed down directly.

Before the scorpion tail survivor could react to what was happening, several holes were opened on his forehead.

This nine-toothed rake was originally a magical weapon. After being refined by Tianpeng for so many years, its power suddenly increased tenfold when he used it.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged rapidly, and violent invisible turbulence rolled, scaring everyone into dodging.

"It is said that this treasure belongs to a virtuous person, but it seems that Scorpion Third is not virtuous enough!"

The sloth looked at the remains of the scorpion-tailed survivors thoughtfully, muttering to himself.

"Everyone, don't panic. No matter how powerful this fat guy is, there are only two of us. With so many of us, we can crush him to death!"

Among the ancient species, there are many with sharp spiritual awareness.

As soon as Tianpeng took action, these ancient descendants understood his strength.

Some who knew how powerful they were simply turned around and left.

There were also those who would rather die than give up their wealth, and were greedy for the treasure in Tianpeng's hands. Some of them hid in the dark, making a fuss, and deceiving everyone to attack together.

"More than people? Humph!"

Chi You was observing Tian Peng silently from the side, and was surprised to see that Tian Peng's strength seemed to have increased several times with the rake in his hand.

Seeing that the ancient descendants around were getting excited and ready to make a move,

Chi You snorted coldly, and two rays of blood flashed from his eyes. He pulled on his cloak, and millions of black shadows appeared silently around him under the starry sky.

Following Chi You's glance, millions of demons rushed towards the ancient descendants.

The soul-sucking magic sound, the strong immortal body, and the bat wings that can fly and hide at an incredible speed.

These demons pounced into the surrounding ancient remnants like hungry wolves entering a sheepfold.

The ancient descendants have always only cultivated their bodies and did not focus on magic or the cultivation of their souls.

Not to mention practicing the pure yang thunder and fire that can restrain the devil, and the divine light that can ward off evil.

When it comes to hand-to-hand combat, zombies, a species that roams outside the Three Realms and Six Paths, have equally abnormal hand-to-hand combat abilities.

Hundreds of demons surrounded a prehistoric creature and tried to kill him.

These barbarian survivors not only have to deal with the heavy fists and kicks of the demons, but also have to guard against the soul-snatching devilish sounds that may come out of nowhere at any time.

If you are even slightly careless, your soul will not be able to control your body, and all your essence and blood will be lost to others.

"Alas! Young people have no moral principles!"

Several demons opened their mouths and sucked at the old sloth.

The old sloth felt as if every pore on his body was about to move, and he was so scared that he quickly used his magic power to seal all the pores on his body and fled away.

(End of this chapter)