After all the sacrifices have been made to speed pass, who is still practicing hard skills?

Chapter 512: Ten-inch Spirit! Extreme Sublimation!
As Jiang Che's thought of sacrifice came to mind, suddenly, extremely mysterious rays of light appeared on the sacrificial monument. In a short moment, the entire pattern on the monument was lit up.

Then, a ray of light emerged from the Heavenly Monument and enveloped all the sacrifices.

Instantly.

The Yin-Yang Taoist Fruit, the Evil-Repelling Thunder Heart Bead, the Heavenly Soul Holy Lotus and other offerings were all swallowed up by the light emerging from the Heavenly Monument in just a few breaths, and dissolved into the space of the Heavenly Monument.

At the same time, Jiang Che instantly felt that a portion of his life force was being devoured.

Thirty-five years!

It was just that because it was not a forced sacrifice like before, where he lost over a hundred years of his life, he did not sense anything unusual because of so many previous experiences.

Jiang Che's mind instantly stabilized.

He was already accustomed to such sacrifices, and was even a little excited.

Because of this sacrifice, his strength will surely experience a surge, from the initial stage of the soul to the perfection of the soul, directly shortening the time of cultivation by dozens or even hundreds of years.

The further you progress in your practice, the more difficult it becomes. This point is demonstrated vividly.

For most of the great masters of divine physiognomy, it takes an unknown amount of time to hone their skills every time they reach a certain level. Someone like Zhao Xianzhi has an extraordinary talent.

Even with the support of his dual cultivation, he is still far from reaching the limit of the nine-inch Yuanshen realm. This shows how difficult it is to practice in the Yuanshen realm.

But this is only for ordinary people.

For him, it seemed much simpler.

After all, he has a cheat.

Although the several kinds of sacrifices are extremely precious and it is no exaggeration to say that they are the top spiritual objects in the world, it has only taken him less than five months to collect them all.

For most warriors, five months is just one or two sessions of seclusion.

And once his cultivation level is raised to the level of perfect soul, Jiang Che will really have the confidence to compete with the so-called Martial Saint, to see who is better, or even to give it a try.

Without entering the holy realm, is it possible to defeat the Martial Saint?

As for the so-called ranking list, he no longer cared about it.

soon.

When all the offerings were swallowed up by the Heavenly Sacrifice Monument, another ray of light appeared and escaped into his body. At the same time, the scene in front of Jiang Che was slowly changing.

He knew that he was about to fall into another illusion.

Above the abyss, a figure stood proudly, wearing a crown and a golden python robe. As he stood there, an invisible aura of oppression dissipated, and he was almost no different from an emperor.

The Tianyuan restriction that frightened the demon saints on the other side of the Tianyuan seemed just an ordinary thing under this figure, walking in the void as if strolling in the garden.

Ji Chengdao walked with his hands behind his back, a light flowing in his eyes, as if containing infinite power. When he raised his eyes, all he saw was desolation.

The endless curtain of the abyss divides the entire world into two. Behind the abyss is the spirit realm, which is ruled by humans, and before the abyss is the demon realm, where thousands of demons are howling.

At this moment, Ji Chengdao's eyes were a little dazed, as if he saw the future, and as if he was reminiscing about the past. He was of noble birth and was the legitimate son of the royal bloodline.

In fact, with his ability, it is not a problem for him to sit on the throne, but he has never valued these things, and even sneered at the throne.

With the exception of Taizu, the subsequent emperors were unable to support the national destiny of the Great Zhou, which made practice extremely difficult and almost impossible to achieve sainthood, and it would even greatly consume one’s lifespan.

This is why, in just over 600 years since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there have been 12 emperors, including the current Emperor Yuankang.

It also means that the throne has been passed down for twelve generations.

But for a warrior who truly controls the power of heaven and earth, what does a mere six hundred years mean? The life span of a great master of divine appearance can reach five hundred years.

The lifespan of a Martial Saint is as long as eight hundred years, and may even reach a thousand years.

In front of Changsheng, Ji Chengdao had never valued the throne. What he valued was always only the whole world and himself.

"Why are you in such a refined mood today? Watching the rise and fall of heaven and earth here?" Just as Ji Chengdao was gazing at the heaven and earth, a majestic voice slowly sounded behind him.

It was none other than the Lord of Tianyuan City and the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, Wen Tianzhong.

"What a pity! If you give me another hundred years, even if Tianyuan's power is exhausted, the demons won't be able to break in." Ji Chengdao seemed to have known that Wen Tianzhong was coming, and he didn't seem surprised by this voice.

"Things in life are unpredictable. I can only blame you, Ji Chengdao, for being born a hundred years too late."

Wen Tianzhong far surpassed Ji Chengdao in both seniority and lifespan. It is no exaggeration to say that he had watched Ji Chengdao grow up. At first, he even wanted to accept Ji Chengdao as his disciple.

It’s a pity that Ji Chengdao has already walked his own path and is not interested in these things.

"Have you really thought it through? In fact, judging from the current situation, it is not really a desperate situation yet. I don't believe that once the Tianyuan's resources are exhausted, the demon clan will invade the world.

The Wushen Temple, the Barbarian Temple, the Buddhist Sect, and those old guys hiding in the dark will not take action. Tianyuan is guarding the entire human race, not just our Great Zhou Dynasty. "

Master Wen had a solemn expression on his face.

If they could mobilize the power of the entire human race, they would not necessarily lose even if Tianyuan's resources were exhausted. Unfortunately, the human race was too fragmented and even hostile to each other.

This forced the imperial court to protect itself. Otherwise, if Tianyuan's power could be transferred back to the Central Plains, it would definitely not be a chaotic world now. It would not even be an exaggeration to call it a prosperous world.

No force would dare to go against the imperial court.

“I had thought it through when I came from the capital. It’s nothing more than martyrdom. As for those people, they are afraid of me and hope that I will leave. They also know that I will not sit idly by and watch Tianyuan being destroyed.

If this king is not dead, they will not feel at peace. Only when this king passes away, maybe they will be able to unite again. It just takes some time."

Ji Chengdao spoke expressionlessly, as if he had already disregarded his own life and death.

"What a short-sighted bunch of people. If they were willing to put aside their grudges and give you more time, you might have a chance to become an immortal in the future. It's a pity that they are afraid.

I don’t want you to become an immortal.”

Master Wen frowned.

He has been in charge of Tianyuan City for hundreds of years and has long since become one with this place. His greatest dream in this life is to counterattack the Demon Realm and get rid of the anger that has been pent up for countless years, but he knows that he does not have the strength to do so.

Only if the immortals take action can the demon realm be truly suppressed. Originally, he placed this hope in Ji Chengdao's hands, but now, he knows that this idea may never be achieved in this lifetime.

"Those who scheme against others will be schemed against by God. They will not get what they want." Ji Chengdao said calmly.

Looking at Ji Chengdao standing solemnly, Master Wen sighed softly:
"If you die, the human race may really have no chance. Counterattacking the demon realm may also become a fantasy. When Taizu was alive, he should have conquered the world."

"The world is unpredictable, who can predict the future? But as a human being, we still have to have some fantasies. Who knows, one day, our human race can really achieve a thousand-year-old plan."

"You are placing your hopes on Wu'an Gong Jiang Che?" Master Wen knew some of Ji Chengdao's plans, and he could also see that Ji Chengdao looked at Jiang Che differently. Even from the news he got, if Ji Chengdao hadn't protected Jiang Che, the Wushen Temple, Qingtian Sect, and even the Buddhist sect would have killed Jiang Che long ago.

It's all just because of fear of Ji Chengdao.

"What does the Grand Master think of this person?"

Ji Chengdao changed the subject and did not answer Master Wen's question, but asked the other party instead.

Master Wen was silent for a moment, then let out a breath:
"This boy is as talented as you. If you give him the opportunity and time to grow, he will be a powerful king in the future. But I am a little worried about this."

Ji Chengdao is of royal blood, and is of the same lineage as Emperor Taizu. Although the emperor is wary of him taking the position of King Kaoshan, he will not react too much. After all, the worst outcome would be usurpation of the throne.

And even if he usurps the throne, the meat will rot in the pot.

The emperor's surname is still Ji.

What's more, Ji Chengdao himself looked down upon the throne of the emperor.

But if Jiang Che takes Ji Chengdao's position one day, that may not be the case. As a truly powerful man who can suppress the dynasty, how can he allow anyone to be above him?
How could the emperor tolerate such unstable factors under his command?

Sooner or later, suspicion will grow until it determines victory or defeat, or even life or death.

Ji Chengdao understood Wen Tianzhong's doubts and said:
"Grandmaster, what do you think is more important, a dynasty with a single family name or the millions of people in the world?"

"Chengdao, you are overstepping your bounds with this statement."

Master Wen had a complicated expression.

"This time, I have saved Tianyuan City from the danger of destruction. How does the Grand Master plan to repay me?" Ji Chengdao suddenly spoke.

"what do you want?"

Master Wen was stunned for a moment and was a little confused.

After all, although he controlled Tianyuan City, he would definitely not object if Ji Chengdao wanted something.

“If one day the dynasty is in danger of collapse and the emperor urgently summons the Grand Tutor back to the court, I hope the Grand Tutor will refuse.” Ji Chengdao continued.

Master Wen was stunned for a moment, and realized that Ji Chengdao was making plans for the future, and even anticipated the crisis of the dynasty's overthrow in the future. After a few breaths of silence, he nodded slightly:

"Okay, I promise you."

Ji Chengdao nodded and said no more. The atmosphere around him also fell into stagnation, but suddenly, Ji Chengdao and Wen Tianzhong seemed to sense something.

Their eyes focused at the same time and turned towards a certain direction of Tianyuan City.

Wen Tianzhong was even more stunned, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

A little earlier.

Within the secret room.

Jiang Che slowly opened his eyes with a hint of light in his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the entire secret room suddenly became as bright as day, and insights quickly flooded into his mind.

After all the sacrifices were gathered, Jiang Che offered the sacrifice without hesitation. Just like before, he fell into an illusion and suffered another mental disaster.

It's just that this calamity was not blessed by the fire of desire and was very weak, so it was easily overcome. However, it would not be so easy to perfect the True Dragon Art of the Supreme Saint.

Because of this, he suffered several reincarnations and even his consciousness became blurred. Until finally, with the help of the Evil-Repelling Thunder Heart Pearl, he found himself again and strengthened his determination to follow the Tao.

It also integrates all the insights.

At this moment, he had already reached perfection in the technique he had deduced from the sacrifice of the Heavenly Stele, but his physical body and soul had not yet made a breakthrough, and his supernatural powers had not yet been fully mastered.

By this moment, the breakthrough was already halfway completed.

Next, it is time to allow the physical body and the soul to break through completely.

Just when Jiang Che had this thought, suddenly, above the entire Tianyuan Palace, endless energy from heaven and earth gathered at this moment, with wind blowing and clouds gathering, like the roar of a dragon and a tiger.

Such a huge sound instantly alarmed all the warriors around the Tianyuan Palace. Everyone looked at this scene with surprise and suspicion, wondering if someone was about to become a saint.

After all, the power is quite great.

But it seemed to be much smaller than the noise of entering a saint, which made people confused.

The terrifying energy of heaven and earth gathered more and more, and its influence even began to expand gradually. It seemed that everything within a radius of dozens of miles was affected. Everyone in the entire Tianyuan City could see this scene.

There was immediate discussion and speculation.

At the same time, Jiang Che, who was sensing something, felt that the soul inside his spirit platform began to tremble. Immediately, with a thought, a seven-inch soul instantly left the spirit platform and turned into a ray of spiritual light that shot straight into the void.

The Yuanshen sat cross-legged like a little man, with a huge pressure all over his body.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw with their own eyes that when the original spirit appeared in the void, a terrifying lotus that covered the sky and the earth rose in the void. At first glance, it seemed to be a hundred feet in size.

Jiang Che's soul was sitting cross-legged in the center of the lotus, as if it was one with the heaven and earth. All around him, there were rumbling thunder and even roars of beasts, as if foreshadowing something.

The blooming Hundred-foot Divine Lotus did not remain deadlocked for too long. After a few breaths, it began to change. The petals began to close, tightly wrapping Jiang Che's soul.

From a distance, it looks like a huge flower bud.

It seems like something is brewing.

At the same moment, two rays of light, one black and one white, emerged from above the sky and earth. They seemed to have transformed into a black dragon and a white phoenix, constantly rotating around the huge white lotus.

The power between them is also gradually penetrating into the divine lotus.

A quarter of an hour later, the black dragon and white phoenix completely dissipated and merged into the divine lotus. Inside the illusory divine lotus, one could clearly see the yin and yang divine lights circling around Jiang Che's soul.

It is as if it is using itself as nourishment to nurture a god.

At this moment, most eyes in Tianyuan City were cast towards the divine lotus in the void. At this moment, a gigantic Dharma image of a hundred feet in size revealed its true form, and subtle changes occurred with the divine lotus.

The one who was most deeply touched was Jiang Che.

He could feel that his seven-inch soul seemed to be growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Eight inches, eight and a half inches, nine inches. And it hasn’t stopped yet.

It seems to be growing towards ten inches.

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