The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 135 Kunlun
Otherwise, how could he have all kinds of secret scriptures of Lingbao Tianzun, and even resonate with Jidao Tianzun's weapons, and control the Jidao laws to suppress the enemy.

They could not think of a second explanation at all. Without any doubt, they were convinced of Zhang Huan's astonishing background.

The saint covered her mouth and opened her beautiful eyes wide, a descendant of the bipolar path!
This identity is much more remarkable and noble than the identity of a descendant of a single extremely powerful family. Even she is inferior to her, not to mention the little princess of the Zhang family!
The saint with the mustache took a deep breath. In the past, he had only heard of a powerful genius from a certain extreme family, but had never seen a person with two kinds of extreme blood.

I am afraid that even if you search through all the ancient history, you will not be able to find many examples, especially since Zhang Huan is such a talented monster, it is even more horrifying if you look into it in detail.

Such a person is likely to become a quasi-emperor at the very least. His bloodline is too extraordinary and can be compared with the legendary ancient princes. His path has long been protected by predecessors, which makes him completely different from ordinary cultivators.

Anyone who can survive will be a strong man at the first echelon level, and it is not impossible for him to achieve another kind of enlightenment. Moreover, he has two kinds of royal blood, which gives him a greater advantage than the emperor's son. His future is limitless!
As soon as he thought of this, the saint suddenly felt that his cognition had been refreshed. He was lucky for his holy land. Being able to establish friendly relations with such a person was a blessing for their entire holy land.

Originally, he was going to be awarded the title of Holy Son, but now it seems that they are marrying above their station if the other party agrees. Such a genius is more than comparable to the Holy Son. Just the ultimate weapon, the Ghost and God Realm, that he has conquered is enough to make him the ancestor of a holy land.

Looking at the two people's eyes that were either surprised or envious, Zhang Huan did not deny the relationship between himself and Lingbao that they had imagined.

This happened to be the origin of the spiritual treasure inheritance he possessed, saving him from having to explain it further. This identity also made it easier for him to act. In the future, he would be the legitimate successor to the Realm of Ghosts and Gods!

As for whether he is the descendant of Lingbao, Zhang Huan himself doesn’t know it yet. He simply just has the inheritance of Lingbao!

The so-called ultimate fragments in the bloodline discovered by the Quasi-Emperor of the Underworld were probably inherited from the ancient emperor of the Zhang family and had not been manifested.

It was simply because the Lingbao Sutra that he used was too authentic, and because of various situations that were difficult to explain with other reasons from the other party's point of view, it was very likely that he would misunderstand.

"However, what if he is not mistaken, and I really have the bloodline of Lingbao Tianzun without knowing it."

Zhang Huan pondered for a second. As a quasi-emperor standing at the pinnacle of cultivation, he had a bird's-eye view and was able to dig out the deepest secrets of the body, glimpse into the mysteries in the blood, and understand the legal symbols contained therein.

If the Quasi-Emperor of the Underworld really saw something in Zhang Huan from a distance and was not mistaken, then
The mystery surrounding him was growing bigger and bigger. He hadn't seen another spiritual treasure bloodline appear in his family yet, so it was hard for Zhang Huan not to wonder if the two were coincidentally in his body, or if there was any connection between them?
If this is the case, could the ancestor of the Zhang family leaving the clan be related to this? The power that can influence the Great Saint of the Jidao family can only be possessed by certain sources at the same Jidao level.

If I move closer to the direction of Lingbao, thinking about it this way, the feeling of practicing Lingbao Sutra is indeed somewhat different from the simulation in the previous life.

It felt smoother and more silky, and his body was more compatible with this scripture, but the degree was very small. He had never noticed it before and had regarded it as the effect of his special physique. Now looking back, it might be related to this aspect.

"When my cultivation level is higher in the future, I may be able to study the secrets of the extreme in the blood and find out the truth."

Zhang Huan thought to himself.

Others may not know, but Zhang Huan knows it in his heart. He was originally a mortal with no aptitude. The laws of the extreme way were so weak that they were almost non-existent. He could only faintly sense the blood of the Zhang family.

It was only after his body was cleansed by his essence, energy and spirit that this body was given the opportunity to cultivate immortality and release the potential of his own physique, thus accumulating and developing to the level that even the Jidao Holy Land is astonished at today.

The fragments of the ultimate law in his blood have never been activated, and have always been specialized in opening the door to potential within himself.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Huan talked to the two of them for a while. He had just told them that he was going to Zhongzhou alone.

Taking advantage of the fact that they were still within the control of Taihao Holy Land, Zhang Huan wanted to escape. He left after leaving some words, regardless of whether the two agreed or not.

He didn't say when he would return, but he wouldn't be gone forever. After all, he had a quasi-imperial weapon that he had given to Taihao Holy Land for repair, so he had to go there anyway.

This action was obviously beyond the expectations of the two. The saint girl was okay. She realized it belatedly and nodded. However, the old saint with a mustache reacted quite strongly. He used his hands and feet to try to dissuade them.

However, Zhang Huan did not wait for him. With an extremely powerful weapon in his possession, he could go anywhere in the world.

With a snap of his fingers, the space here suddenly fluctuated and Zhang Huan's figure disappeared without a trace. No one could track down his whereabouts, not even the supreme imperial soldiers could deduce.

The old saint sat down on the spirit shuttle, looked up at the sky and sighed. He had tried his best. Fortunately, he had the token, the quasi-imperial soldier, and Zhang Huan's words, so he would not return. This gave him some comfort.

But after sitting for a while, his face suddenly turned pale and wrinkled like a bitter gourd.

"Now that the Holy Son has left, who should I bring back to the Holy Land? I can't just bring a scarecrow, right?"

When the saint girl beside him heard this, her eyes lit up and she simply didn't reply!
As long as they return slowly enough on the way to the holy land, theoretically they will never return to the holy land, and thus they will not have to endure the tests and punishments of the holy land in their lifetime.

She had already accepted the fact that she would fail the test after returning to the holy land. If that was the case, she might as well not go back. This way, she would never fail and would not be punished.

The old saint glanced at her and sighed, shaking his head, unable to bear to look at her. Why are all the saints and saintesses of this generation so eccentric?

I don't know how far Zhongzhou is, and ten thousand miles is not enough to measure it. It is a vast land with rich resources and outstanding people. It has the same name as Zhongzhou on the other side of the starry sky.

It is the core area of ​​this ancient planet, enjoying the blessings of heaven and earth, and is prosperous everlastingly. It is more prosperous than the other Zhongzhou, and has been prosperous since the unknown past.

It has survived hundreds of reincarnations and its civilization has reached its peak, and it is suspected to be the oldest source of the human race.

The living beings here are blessed by heaven and earth, and have inexhaustible resources.

Seven parts of the world's fortune belong to the primitive wilderness, and seven parts of the primitive wilderness belong to Zhongzhou alone. All the outside cultivators who come here are shocked by the richness here. It is difficult to find a second treasure land like this in the entire universe.

Zhang Huan landed on a mountain top, and the space behind him closed quietly. Within a few breaths, he urged the Ghost and God Realm to cross thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and came to the center of the prehistoric world - Zhongzhou.

It should be said that Lingbao's former Tianzun weapons are easy to use, and they are also extremely powerful weapons. Even if they are broken, they are many times better than quasi-imperial weapons. In Zhang Huan's hands, they can be transformed from decay to magic.

When he set foot in Zhongzhou, the first thing Zhang Huan noticed was not the local customs and people, but the rich spiritual energy between heaven and earth. It was even more intense than any blessed places or caves he had seen in the past, and the concentration in the air was so high that it turned colors on its own.

Living here, breathing the dense spiritual energy for a long time, ordinary people can easily live over a hundred years without illness or disaster, and prolong their life. Not to mention the monks, the Tao seems to be close at hand, and a little practice will lead to enlightenment. With a little talent, they can melt the sea of ​​suffering and cultivate to the immortal platform. Those with good luck can even kill the Tao and become a saint.

Among the cultivators in Zhongzhou within the reach of his divine sense, there were few who were below the second level of Immortal, and even young people and children were many powerful ones.

If one is in such a superior environment and with the help of heaven and earth, it is difficult not to improve one's realm. It is equivalent to the Great Dao chasing one and infusing spiritual energy into the cultivator to nourish his body and soul. In the long run, it would be a miracle if one's achievements were low.

"This is the super ancient star created by Emperor Zun and other emperors. It is originally the most superior land of good fortune, and the ancient heaven has also gathered the resources of the entire universe to nourish and sublimate it. Now it has become a supreme fairyland that is unique in ancient and modern times."

Looking through the long years from mythology to the ancient times, there is no other place as favorable as Zhongzhou for cultivating immortals. The ancient heaven has accumulated a rich fortune that can last for a long time in the ancient times.

Zhang Huan flew down the hill and saw a young man walking alone on a small path. He seemed to have reached the level of a second-level immortal at such a young age, but this seemed to be the norm in this land.

This man was as light as a swallow, and he stepped over several heavy mountains in one step, as if he was in a hurry. But after his body shook, he stopped suddenly and looked around warily.

Zhang Huan intentionally released a trace of breath for him to sense, which descended from the sky and stopped him.

"A teenager in his teens, in this barren land of the northwest, a boy of this age who can melt the sea of ​​suffering is a first-rate genius. It is hard to imagine how prosperous the immortal cultivation world is here."

Zhang Huan sighed in his heart, those who are suffering from drought will die from drought, and those who are suffering from flood will die from flood.

Not to mention his birthplace in this life, even in the Beidou of later lives he had never seen a powerful person of this age. No one would believe it if he told them about it.

If he didn't know the reason, he would definitely think that this was the reincarnation of some old monster.

"Little brother, don't panic. I am just asking for directions. I have no ill intentions."

Zhang Huan changed his look and breath, landed in front of him and asked in a fake tone.

He had just bought a map of Zhongzhou not long ago and knew the major and minor forces and their main locations, so there was no need for him to ask for directions specifically. He had another reason for looking for this person.

I didn't expect to meet a related person as soon as I arrived in Zhongzhou. The aura of the young man in front of him was similar to that of the quasi-emperor in his Sea of ​​Bitterness. He was most likely the descendant of the founder of the Taiji Immortal Palace in the northwest.

Zhang Huan became suspicious that instead of working well with other tribesmen in the northwest, they showed up in Zhongzhou, which was so far away.

The young man politely responded without revealing any clues, just like a native of Zhongzhou. He was humble and polite, which made people who met him for the first time feel good about him at first sight.

"So it's in that direction. In that case, I won't bother you on your journey. We'll meet again later. This is a king's divine weapon. It's useless to me, but I'll give it to you since I see you like it."

Zhang Huan waved his sleeves and gave the young man a king weapon that he had obtained from Jie Xiu. Without waiting for him to refuse, he turned into a beam of light and rushed into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

He then disappeared again, and used a trace of extreme power in the sea of ​​suffering to tear apart the space, then quietly appeared near the young man to observe.

"Tsk, this Zhongzhou is really rich, and the supplies are inexhaustible. I didn't encounter many robbery cultivators along the way. Finally, a half-saint came to die, but I didn't expect him to run away so quickly."

The young man clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, sensing that Zhang Huan's aura had disappeared, and he stopped pretending, complaining with some hostility on his face.

Then he looked at the King's Weapon that Zhang Huan had given him, sneered, and pointed a finger at the weapon. Energy gathered at his fingertips and flowed towards him. After a while, the King's Weapon was drained of its energy, cracked inch by inch, and shattered to the ground.

"Although the monks of Zhongzhou look down on weapons of this level, we must guard against the dangers of human nature. Maybe he really gave it as a gift without any ill intentions, but I can't risk my life to gamble on his character. What if he saw something and placed a secret tracking mark on it?"

The young man's eyes were as sharp as a snake, as if he had experienced countless intrigues in the world of immortal cultivation. He waved his hand to sweep away the residue on the ground, digested the essence he had absorbed, and continued on his way.

Zhang Huan looked into the distance and thought that he should be heading north, which was exactly opposite to his own direction. Could he be heading back to the northwest continent?
Zhang Huan was amazed that such a powerful person could destroy a king's weapon so easily. This was something that most people could not do, not to mention his ability to absorb essence.

Similarly, this man is extremely experienced and although he looks young, he is actually terrifyingly calm, decisive and cautious. He is definitely not as simple as he appeared at first.

"Could it really be the reincarnation of an old monster? And he just happens to be the descendant of the quasi-emperor of the Taiji Palace?"

Zhang Huan looked into the distance and thought that he should be heading towards the southeast. Thousands of miles away from that direction, there was a great sage sect that was at its peak and was recruiting many disciples.

This person should be planning to apply to become a disciple and join a sect to seek protection. With his character, he will most likely succeed.

Zhang Huan used a secret technique to imprint a trace of extreme power in his hand, and chased the young man, imprinting it in a place where he could hardly detect it, and then calmed down so that he could sense his every move at any time.

This young man must have some big secret, so I'll plant a pawn on him first.

Afterwards, Zhang Huan left in the opposite direction, floating away towards Kunlun. This time he did not use the ultimate secret weapon to speed up his journey. He was already close, and wanted to personally experience the customs and culture of the Earth millions of years ago. In a few days, he would reach Kunlun.

Tianhua County is the heartland of the Jidao Zhang family. It is only separated from their clan territory by a few small affiliated forces. It is very close and is firmly controlled by the Zhang family.

Because the Zhang family's land is located in Kunlun, when the weather is fine, you can often see the towering Kunlun fairyland from afar. The mountain is so huge that it is unimaginable, and it is hazy with spiritual energy, like a fallen mountain from the fairyland.

Zhang Huan had concealed his bloodline and had come here while observing the wind and taking in the scenery along the way.

Entering a teahouse with many entrances in all directions, Zhang Huan picked a good spot and quietly admired the ultimate charm of Kunlun in ancient times from afar.

This scene cannot be seen on the earth after the ancient times. No wonder some cultivators in later generations often reminisce about the past, saying that the present is not as good as the past, the environment and the world are worse, and are far inferior to before. The further back in time one goes, the better the environment for cultivation will be.

Now it seems that this statement is too conservative. It is not just worse than before, it is simply a world of difference, the gap is measured in oceans.

(End of this chapter)