The best way of self-cultivation

Chapter 167: Kong Bansheng!
As if Ji Wusheng had stepped out of the void, he suddenly appeared there. Under his feet was a pitch-black void, and behind him were boundless stars.

"Has the semi-holy realm mastered some of the laws of space?" Some people were amazed. They were the guests who had arrived and not all left. Some of them had advanced cultivation bases and were able to block the shock waves of this kind of battle, so they were not afraid at all.

"Ji Wusheng has been rumored for a long time to take that step to become a semi-holy. I didn't expect it to come true after so many years. She stands in the semi-holy realm and is at the top of the human race!"

"It's impossible to be at the top. It is rumored that some families have spent a lot of money to seal the excellent bloodlines of generations. When various opportunities are ripe in the future, they can become saints, ancestors, or even become emperors! That's why they are a kind of terrifying combat power!"

"There is such a rumor, but who can know it clearly, after all, no one has seen it with their own eyes, it's all just speculation." Some people shook their heads, thinking that this is impossible.

No matter what he said was true or not, Ji Wusheng's aura was too terrifying, his vast spiritual power was like the sea, and his eyes were fixed on the wending tripod in the air.

Wending is glowing at the moment, and there is a trace of mysterious yellow air on it. Just a trace of it falls down, and it shatters the void there. It is too heavy. Both mysterious and yellow air are the most ancient and mysterious breath in the world like chaotic air!
hum!
Wending tripod shook, its brilliance flourished, suspended in mid-air like a round of the sun, endless precious light flew out from the mouth of the tripod, turned into hundreds of millions of sword shadows, and enveloped the Xiao family members!

Bang!
Ji Wusheng was expressionless, stretched out a hand in the air and slowly became bigger, and soon the golden light shone, that hand became extremely huge, covering a part of the sky, and shattered all those sword lights!

"Great elder of the Kong family, your strength is still too low. If you hand over the power of the Kong family to Kong Meng and his son, our Ji family will retreat immediately." Ji Wusheng said, and accompanied by Daoyin, floating in the sky above the Kong family.

"Swear to the death!" The elders of the Kong family laughed miserably, and then their bodies glowed, and a terrifying aura swept over like a storm!
"Give up your name in this life, and stop your steps!" The elder of the Kong family shouted loudly.

This is to explode!
The Supreme Elder of the Kong family showed his determination at this moment. Although the five monks in the late stage of the Transformation Realm blew themselves up, although they could not kill Ji Wusheng, none of the monks behind him could escape!
"The Kong family has not yet reached the time when they need to sacrifice themselves in exchange for the enemy's casualties." A large crystal clear hand appeared above the Kong family, surrounded by golden literary energy, wrapping several supreme elders of the Kong family in it.

After a soft sound, the bodies of these elders returned to normal, and they stood there in a daze, looking in the direction of the Kong family's ancestral hall in surprise.

There was an old man walking slowly. He was dressed in gray sackcloth, and many places had been decayed and dilapidated. There seemed to be a ladder at his feet, allowing him to stand slowly in the air.

The old man's hair was withered, and there was hardly any expression on his old face. He slowly came to the side of several Supreme Elders.

"You are the old man who guards the ancestral hall!?" The first elder with a look of surprise recognized the identity of the old man as the old man who guarded the ancestral hall!
"It's me. You guys have done a good job. The enemy has not backed down." Mr. Kong nodded slightly, and then stood in front of them.

"Long time no see tour guide Ji Wusheng." Mr. Kong said, nodding and smiling at Ji Wusheng.

"You are?" Ji Wusheng was a little jealous of this old man for a while, because although the old man was quiet at the moment, his terrifying aura was restrained, but it gave him the feeling that his blood was like a sea.

"You are... Kong Bansheng!" Ji Wusheng stared at Old Man Kong for a long time and cried out.

"I didn't expect this old man to remember me after becoming such a virtuous fellow Taoist." He nodded slowly and admitted.

"Kong Bansheng, why do you think this name is so familiar." Even the elders of the Kong family bowed their heads in thought, feeling that the name was too familiar, and had some impressions.

"Could it be that you are the ancestor of Kong Qingfeng!" The great elder stared at the old body in front of him with eager light in his eyes.

"It's me." Kong Bansheng nodded, "It's just that this name is too old, I have already forgotten it, but the name Kong Bansheng is quite in line with my hobby."

"what?!"

For a while, the remaining elders and all the guests were shocked, because they were not unfamiliar with this name at all. After a full 1000 years, there are still legends about him handed down.

Kong Qingfeng, the legitimate son of a patriarch of the Kong family, was a well-known Tianjiao more than 1000 years ago. He had already entered the late transformation stage at the age of 30, and entered the semi-holy realm at the age of 40, becoming the youngest semi-holy in history. !

And at that time, he defeated the Tianjiao of the World, pushed all the way, there was no opponent at all, and even some elders couldn't defeat him.

When he was 50 years old, his qi and blood were extremely vigorous, so he had to force a breakthrough, create a myth, and become a saint!
From ancient times to the present, becoming a saint is not a simple matter, it requires chance and an understanding of the Tao, but Kong Bansheng is different, he goes against the sky, forcibly cut off all the Taoism, and wants to embark on a road of becoming a saint against the Tao.

However, it was useless, just when he reached a critical moment in his attack on the Saint Realm, the catastrophe came. It was a catastrophe that almost destroyed the whole life. Holy, afraid of him growing up.

It is said that Kong Bansheng was covered in blood that night, and his entire body was smashed to pieces by the Heavenly Tribulation. However, he continued to recover and killed [-] Half-Saints during the Heavenly Tribulation, leaving them blood-stained in the sky. .

After the thunder disaster, Kong Bansheng fell silent and was seriously injured. However, after only three years, his vitality became more vigorous, and he was going to be tough again!

However, it was really useless, the catastrophe was even more terrifying, and the place where he crossed the catastrophe was smashed and completely destroyed. Many people said that Kong Bansheng became fly ash during that catastrophe, and completely disappeared in the world , I don't want to be able to see it today.

"It's just a remnant after the catastrophe, and I've survived until now." Kong Bansheng looked at the strange eyes around him with a calm expression, and there seemed to be a longing in his eyes. It was a period of time a thousand years ago, which was too majestic and majestic. !

"It's really surprising! A celestial arrogance who has made a great statement has been unknown in the Confucian ancestral hall for nearly a thousand years!" Someone sighed, feeling a pity.

The hero has no name, the most painful thing in the world is this!

"How lucky to be able to see the supreme demeanor of a generation of legends." Someone whispered with anticipation in their eyes, almost growing up listening to this legend, watching Kong Bansheng was extremely excited, looking forward to his battle with Ji Wusheng!
　I'm in Hangzhou with my roommate, and I'm running out of time to code words. This is Chapter 1. I hope today will not be too tragic, and I can code two chapters in time.

　　Hahahahaha, I finally have a monthly pass! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
　　
　
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