The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 269: Mayfly Saint
When the nameless ancient sage was instructing Xiao Ping'an, Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu were also listening respectfully on the side.

The nameless ancient sage did not drive them away, so the two old men listened carefully to his instructions and also carefully deduced and comprehended them.

Facing such a powerful saint, Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu were still a little restrained.

At least for the two of them, the saint before them was still an existence beyond their reach.

Fortunately, Xiao Ping'an was appreciated by the saint, otherwise they would not be qualified to receive the saint's guidance.

Xiao Ping'an and the two supreme elders soon left the secluded place of the nameless ancient sage and wandered around the divine city to comprehend the charm of the Tao.

“Hearing the guidance of this saint is at least equivalent to twenty years of hard training,” Ye Qiu said.

"Yes, the guidance of the saint is really important. Holy Son of Peace, you can go around and build relationships more diligently in the future." Lu Wushuang said.

Xiao Pingan thought for a moment and said, "This saint doesn't seem to like being disturbed and would rather live like an ordinary monk."

"If he really wants to teach people, so many saints would want to be his disciples and wait for his guidance."

"Let's stop bothering him!"

Ye Qiu said: "You are so shameless. Since he is willing to teach you, it is obvious that he admires you very much."

Xiao Ping'an shook his head and said nothing more.

If necessary, he would certainly seek help from this saint.

Xiao Ping'an and the two supreme elders were strolling in the divine city.

Suddenly he saw a familiar figure.

It turned out to be Fusheng, and there was a group of disciples from the Mayfly Holy Land around him.

Except for Fusheng who has a special temperament, no one else has that special feeling after practicing Tongtian Magic Art or Bumietian Art.

Thinking about the encounter with Fusheng not long ago, I had already seen through his identity.

"Holy Son of Ping'an!" Fusheng looked at Xiao Ping'an with a look of deep vigilance in his eyes.

His identity as the inheritor of the ruthless man was once discovered by Xiao Ping'an on the spot. He was worried that Xiao Ping'an would know that he was hiding in the Mayfly Holy Land and became the Son of the Mayfly Holy Land.

It was obvious that Fu Sheng was a little nervous, worried that Xiao Ping'an would expose his identity.

Now Xiao Ping'an is also a celebrity listed in many holy places and aristocratic families, and is the focus of attention.

Xiao Ping'an nodded and didn't say much, pretending not to recognize his true face.

Xiao Pingan said: "Son of the Mayfly, I have long heard of your great name. I heard that you fought a great battle in the Divine City and easily defeated more than a dozen Saint Sons and Saint Daughters. Congratulations!"

Fusheng said: "It's just a trifle, not worth mentioning. Brother Ping An is still better and more powerful!"

Xiao Ping'an looked at the man and didn't say much. After exchanging greetings with him for a while, he passed by him.

Fusheng looked at Xiao Ping'an and the two supreme elders who were walking away, with a gleam in his eyes, and it was unknown what they were thinking.

"This Holy Son of Ping An is so powerful, and he feels unfathomable!" said the Mayfly disciple who was in the late stage of the Second Secret Realm of Immortal, frowning.

He is a true disciple of the Mayfly Holy Land. He has always admired Senior Brother Fusheng, but when facing Xiao Ping'an, he actually felt suffocated.

This is because the difference in strength is too great.

The other Mayfly disciples felt the same way.

In front of them, Xiao Ping'an was like a burning sun furnace, or like an awakening prehistoric beast.

"This man's strength is even stronger than the legend says!"

"It seems that the Holy Son has a rival!"

Fusheng thought for a moment and said, "This person's strength has surpassed mine! It's best for everyone not to conflict with him, just keep a distance from him!"

. . . . . .

"What do you mean, the Mayfly Saint is Fu Sheng?"

After leaving, Xiao Ping'an told the two great elders about this matter. They were in disbelief. "Son of Ping'an, we have discovered the identity of the ruthless successor of the Son of the Ephemeral. I am afraid that the successor of the ruthless successor will bear a grudge against us!"

"I never thought that this Mayfly Holy Land is so extraordinary. It actually has the inheritance of the Ruthless Emperor!"

"We have to be careful of the people from Mayfly Holy Land from now on!"

"Should we report them? Make this news public!"

Xiao Ping'an didn't say much and let the two supreme elders discuss countermeasures.

The fact that the Mayfly Saint is the successor of a ruthless person will be exposed sooner or later. Now it is just a matter of time.

The martial arts of the ruthless emperor are like poison. Once you are infected with it, it is impossible to give it up.

Unless there is a better option.

After Xiao Ping'an obtained the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art and the Immortal Heavenly Art, the more he deduced, the more he discovered the mysteries contained therein and how amazing they were.

He even had a feeling that the profound meaning of the Immortal Heavenly Art might be even more profound than the ordinary scriptures of the Great Emperor.

For ordinary mortal practitioners, the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art and the Immortal Heavenly Art contain the secrets that allow them to catch up.

In this world, if you want to prove yourself as an emperor, you have to attack with great force, defeat almost all your opponents, and become invincible.

And this Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art and the Immortal Heavenly Art, which devoured all the kings in the world, inadvertently conformed to the trend of being invincible in the world.

No matter how mean or overbearing a person is, once he comes into contact with the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art and practices it, he will establish an absolute advantage psychologically.

In his eyes, all geniuses are nothing more than remedies for the world.

Xiao Ping'an had never expected that there would be so many ruthless inheritors on Ziwei Star in this era.

But on Ziwei Star fifty thousand years later, the ruthless inheritor had been destroyed, and there was no more inheritance on Ziwei Star.

Either they were all killed, or they all fled to Beidou, or fled to other places.

Anyway, they were cleaned up later.

Therefore, Xiao Ping'an is not optimistic about the future fate of these ruthless descendants of Ziwei Star.

At the beginning, Xiao Ping'an was still thinking about killing all these ruthless inheritors.

Now Xiao Ping'an has changed his mind again. Perhaps the existence of these ruthless inheritors is a spur to those geniuses themselves.

It is also a warning to those people in holy places and aristocratic families.

Think about the life experience of the Henren Emperor. If the Yuhua Divine Dynasty had not been so overbearing and wanted to collect all the physical energy in the world for a blood sacrifice to become the Immortal Cauldron, there would not have been so many things that happened later.

Xiao Ping'an followed the advice of the nameless ancient sage and stayed in the City of Gods for more than a week before leaving.

He is going through another tribulation.

It was also an extremely violent natural calamity, and Xiao Pingan continued to fight against the lightning in the thunder.

One after another, the fairies transformed from thunder and lightning were smashed into pieces by Xiao Ping'an and then swallowed and absorbed.

Xiao Ping'an's body and soul are constantly transforming, and his magic gourd is also becoming stronger.

His supreme bone was also constantly absorbing thunder.

Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu were watching Xiao Ping'an from a distance.

They witnessed with their own eyes how Xiao Ping'an overcame tribulations time and time again and rose against the will of heaven.

Now we are already in the second secret realm of Xiantai, the sixth small step.

With his strength, he has no rivals in the second secret realm of Sendai.

The terrible thunder was about to end. Xiao Ping'an opened his mouth wide and swallowed the last of the thunder and dark clouds into his stomach to refine them.

(End of this chapter)