Life Simulation: Add Entries Starting From Health Preservation Skills Chapter 248

  Chapter 248 All people come together! Qiantiangongli! (medium cup)

  The loud cheers lasted for a long time, and finally stopped by coincidence.

  Han Zhao glanced at Yu Chongxiao below, and nodded at him.

  Yu Chongxiao saluted respectfully, immediately rose into the air, and said to the warriors below, "Congratulations!"

   "Congratulations to Han Zhenren for advancing to supernatural powers, let's celebrate!"

   Tens of thousands of fighters below, as if they had been rehearsed in advance, paid homage to Han Zhao above the clouds at the same time.

  Although the disciples of the aristocratic family did not visit, they all saluted respectfully and lowered their proud heads in the past.

   At this time, Han Zhao has returned to the Heavenly Palace.

  The White Jade Heavenly Palace hanging high in the clouds slowly descends.

  I saw him wave his sleeve robe, and clusters of light golden mist drifted out from the hall of Baiyu Tiangong.

  Accompanied by the breeze, these light golden mist drifted downwards, and soon covered the Nujiao Island with a radius of thousands of miles.

"This is?"

   "What a powerful vitality!"

   "This is "Dry Sky Essence Qi"! ! "

  After inhaling the light golden mist, the warriors immediately felt comfortable all over their bodies. Some warriors who had hidden injuries in their bodies suddenly found that their internal injuries recovered at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

  Even the high-ranking warriors found signs of loosening the stagnant bottleneck.

  The children of the aristocratic family who had participated in the trial of Qiantian Palace also immediately recognized the pale golden mist as the "Qiantian Essence" they were desperately fighting for.

   "Everyone traveled thousands of miles to attend the Qiantian Palace Ceremony, a little "Qiantian Jingqi", a little bit of the friendship of the landlord, I hope you don't dislike it. "

  Han Zhao sat cross-legged on the Tiangong, and smiled at the people below.

   "Thank you, Zhenren Han!"

   "Han Zhenren Gao Yi!"

  Although the fighters below had guessed in their minds, they were still taken aback by Han Zhao's generosity.

The reason why most of the warriors in Dongshengzhou rushed to Nujiao Island to participate in the ceremony with their families was because they wanted to see Han Zhao's true face, and see what the legendary warrior **** who survived the supernatural catastrophe in the source world looked like. Sample.

  Secondly, they were also attracted by the grand ceremony of the Qiantian Palace, and wanted to worship under the Martial God.

  Of course, the most important thing is that becoming a true disciple of Qiantian Palace can obtain "Qiantian Jingqi".

  If there is enough "Qiantian Jingqi", the probability of high-level martial saints achieving false supernatural powers will greatly increase.

   It's just that the warriors are not without concerns. Those who stand high above the clouds are often the same.

  The supernatural powers of the warriors, the military envoys and spirit summoners of the aristocratic family are essentially existences that transcend mortals.

  Although Han Zhao is a supernatural power of martial arts, he is not necessarily a supernatural power of a warrior. He has reached the sky in one step, and he can still exploit and suppress warriors like a wealthy family for his own profit.

  The aristocratic family is absolutely willing to pay more to win him over.

  However, Han Zhao's generosity at the moment completely dispelled the last doubts in the hearts of the warriors.

  A martial arts virtuous who can share all the "Qiantian Jingqi" at the ceremony of establishing the clan will never join forces with the family for self-interest and squeeze the warriors together.

  At this moment, all the warriors present were breathing in the "Dry Sky Essence" floating in the air.

   Apart from the sound of breathing, there is no other sound in this space.

   "If I knew I had squeezed my head, I should have squeezed it in the middle!"

   "It's too far away, so I don't get much "Qiantian Jingqi"! "

  At this moment, some warriors on the outermost ship of Nujiao Island were extremely annoyed.

  As soon as they spoke, they found that the light golden mist falling in the sky shifted a little towards their position.

   "Thank you, Zhenren Han!"

  The warriors were stunned for a moment, they didn't expect that such a whisper could be discovered by Han Zhenren, they were overjoyed, but also shivered, and hurriedly paid homage to Han Zhao in the Heavenly Palace.

   "It's really a big deal!" In the crowd, Cao Xuan, the envoy of the Cao family, stared at the "Qian Tian Jing Qi" that filled the sky, dazed.

  They collected the "Qiantian Essence" in Qiantian Palace for more than a month, and it is less than one percent of what is floating in the sky at this moment.

   "Yes." Cao Wuyu, who was breathing heavily, suddenly stopped, and said sadly, "I participated in the Zhongzhou Trial with him back then, just eleven years ago, it seems like a lifetime ago."

  Cao Zhengchun, the general manager of the Cao family who followed the two, was also speechless for a long time. Back then, he followed Cao Xuan and wanted to exchange Han Zhao to join the Cao family with a three-hole golden pill.

  When Han Zhao refused, they all thought that he thought too much of himself.

   Now it seems that it is really the sparrow that knows the ambition of Kunpeng.

  Both warriors, Cao Zhengchun was convinced by Han Zhao at this moment.

   "The auspicious time has come, and the grand ceremony of Qiantian Palace begins." Yu Chongxiao said loudly when the day passed.

  As soon as Yu Chongxiao finished speaking, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds above the Heavenly Palace, and clear sounds came from above the clouds.

  I saw a huge ice phoenix hundreds of meters high flying from the west, surrounded by spirit birds, like a hundred birds facing the phoenix.

   "That's a Phoenix?!"

   "There is also Qingluan! Kunpeng!"

   "Five-color peacock! Three-legged golden crow?!"

  Such a magnificent scene can't help but amaze everyone.

  Although high-ranking fighters and family masters can recognize that most of the spiritual birds around Bingfeng are virtual images, even if they are virtual images, their mana power is comparable to false supernatural powers.

   It is said that Han Zhao had an affair with the previous suzerain of Bailingzong. Now that the Qiantian Palace is setting up the sect, Yu Xuanji not only came to congratulate him in person, but also brought so many spirits from heaven and earth. It seems that this is absolutely true.

  Bingfeng stopped outside the Baiyu Tiangong, while the heaven and earth spirit birds she brought circled the Tiangong and hovered above the sky.

  In a cloud of icy blue light, Bingfeng manifested into a stunningly beautiful woman in a silver shirt, which was indeed Yu Xuanji.

   "I met fellow Daoist Han." Yu Xuanji still had a cool and elegant appearance.

  Seeing this, Han Zhao drove up a ball of white light and came to Yu Xuanji: "Daoist Xuanji, you are polite."

  Before the Lizong Grand Ceremony, he sent someone to send invitations to invite Yu Xuanji to come to the ceremony, but she never replied. Han Zhao thought she would not come, but he did not expect to make a big scene.

   Noticing the powerful mana fluctuations remaining in the void, Han Zhao's aura seems to be somewhat similar to what he was in Bailingzong before, and Yu Xuanji's cold eyes showed a hint of concern.

   "Did you fight someone just now?"

  Han Zhao waved his sleeve robe lightly, and smiled faintly: "There are a lot of villains, but I have already killed them."

   "Yes." Yu Xuanji nodded slightly, then looked aside.

  At this time, Yan Buhuan came to Yuxuan's machine, saluted Han Zhao respectfully, and said loudly:

   "To celebrate the joy of Han Zhenren's advanced supernatural powers, Bailingzong specially presented five colored peacock feathers, wishing Han Zhenren's infinite supernatural powers, and a long life."

Yu Xuanji pointed at the top of the Heavenly Palace, and the lifelike five-color peacock fluttered its wings and circled down. When it was about to fall into the Heavenly Palace, the five-color halo of blue, yellow, red, black, and white flowed. The feathers that turned into five swords fell towards Han Zhao.

  Han Zhao waved his sleeve robe, and five three-foot feathers fell into his palm.

"Good weight!"

  Han Zhao felt his palm sink, as if he was holding down five hills. If he hadn't made great achievements in physical training, he might not be able to catch it for a while.

  Among the feathers, the power of the five elements circulates and circulates.

   "Five-color peacock true blood?" Han Zhao couldn't believe that Yu Xuanji gave such a generous gift.

  Yu Xuanji nodded slightly: "This is a drop of true blood left by a five-colored peacock in the realm of heaven and man in ancient times when he crossed the cave and the catastrophe."

   "It is also one of the eyes of the Great Formation of All Souls." Yan Buhuan added.

  Yu Xuanji gave him a sideways look.

  Yan Bu still lowered her head.

  Han Zhao was startled when he heard the words, waved his hands and said, "This thing is too expensive, I can't accept it."

   "The martial arts will you condense lacks the five-colored peacock true blood to be able to communicate with spirits. This thing is just right." Yu Xuanji said seriously.

   "But. Good! I accept this." Han Zhao pondered for a moment and decided to accept it.

  The martial arts will and the martial artist are one. The stronger the martial arts will, the easier it is to comprehend the power of rules after reaching the heavenly realm. For ancient warriors, tempering the will of martial arts is the most important thing.

   "Today is the establishment ceremony of Qiantian Palace. Bailingzong wants to form an alliance with Qiantian Palace. I wonder what Zhangjiao Han wants?" Yu Xuanji changed the topic.

   "So, very good!" Han Zhao nodded with a smile.

   "Sect Master Yu, please take your seat."

  Yu Xuanji drove the Dunguang and flew towards the main hall of Tiangong.

   "Let her take the lead! Xuan Ming, hurry up!" Qi Qingchan didn't expect Yu Xuanji to move so fast, and hurriedly urged Qi Xuanming who followed.

  After Qi Yuntian returned from Qiantian Palace, he practiced in seclusion and absorbed the "Qiantian essence", so this time only Qi Xuanming followed.

   "Yes, aunt." Hearing this, Qi Xuanming flew towards the Tiangong with the flying sword, the spiritual weapon.

   "The Qi family congratulates Zhenren Han on his advanced supernatural powers. To celebrate the founding ceremony of the Qiantian Palace, the Qi family sent two hundred catties of the five thousand-year-old 'Star Pattern Gold Crystal' as a congratulatory gift."

  Qi Xuanming took out a three-foot-square gift box from the Sumeru bag, and offered it with both hands.

   "Star pattern gold crystal?!" Han Zhao frowned. This star pattern gold crystal is the top refining material for refining spirit treasures, and it is five thousand years old, enough to be used to refine spirit treasure level alchemy furnaces.

   This great gift is not inferior to the drop of five-colored peacock true blood that Yu Xuanji sent.

  Han Zhao saluted Qi Qingchan in the distance.

  Yu Chongxiao on the side stepped forward, took the gift, and then went to lure Qi Xuanming and Qi Qingchan into the Heavenly Palace.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a green robe came to Han Zhao's place with a light, and bowed respectfully: "My envoy, Wang Ming, sent a hundred thousand gold beads to congratulate Han Zhenren on his advancement of supernatural powers. ten elixir plants."

  This person is the Wang family's newly promoted first-level spirit caller, and he came here under the order of Wang Tengyun.

  After witnessing Han Zhao beheading the Holy Lord of the Red Moon with his own eyes, he seemed to regard himself as a junior in front of Han Zhao at this moment, keeping his posture very low.

   "The Wang family has a heart." Han Zhao smiled.

  Wang Ming delivered the sumeru bag to Yu Chongxiao who was at the side, then took out a bigger sumeru bag, and immediately sent a voice transmission to Han Zhao: "This is the 400,000 magic gold promised by the Wang family."

  Seeing this, Han Zhao nodded at Yu Chongxiao.

  Yu Chongxiao put away the Sumeru bag, raised his hand and said: "Please also invite Wang Daoyou to enter the Heavenly Palace and sit down."

   "Thank you Master Han." Wang Ming was overjoyed and saluted again.

  Han Zhao's attitude showed that he would not make things difficult for the Wang family in the future, so the purpose of this trip was achieved.

  After seeing Han Zhao's method of beheading the Great Sage of the Red Moon, he didn't think that the Wang family could gain anything if they were enemies with Han Zhao.

  After Wang Ming entered the Heavenly Palace, a blue ray of light fell, and a woman in white with a light veil appeared. It was Ji Baiwei.

  Han Zhao appeared in front of Ji Baiwei with a flash of light.

   "I've met Immortal Han." Ji Bai smiled slightly, and saluted Han Zhao respectfully.

   "It doesn't have to be like this between you and me." Han Zhao smiled.

"I came here today as an envoy of the Ji family to express congratulations from the Ji family." Ji Bai smiled and said, "This is a congratulatory gift from the Ji family. All the martial arts classics collected."

   "So, thank you Bai Wei." Han Zhao personally accepted the congratulatory gift from Ji Baiwei.

  When Tianshengzong and the Great Qin Empire were defeated, these aristocratic families received many martial arts classics. Now that Qiantian Palace has just been established, these classics are exactly what Han Zhao needs.

  After all, although the martial arts in his body are extremely powerful, they are not suitable for most people to cultivate, and intermediate martial arts are the most scarce.

   "Bai Wei, please." Han Zhao raised his hand to signal Ji Baiwei to enter the Heavenly Palace and take his seat.

   "Then thank you, Big Brother Han." Ji Baiwei changed his title and flew into the Heavenly Palace.

  The envoys from other aristocratic families saw such great gifts from Bailingzong, Qi Family and Ji Family, and suddenly felt that the originally prepared congratulatory gifts were not enough.

   Some wealthy families who didn't have much contact with Han Zhao originally only wanted to form a good relationship, but they didn't want to curry favor with him.

  But after the Holy Lord of the Red Moon was beheaded, they had already regretted seeing Han Zhaoguan's strength in the Absolute Origin Realm with their own eyes.

  Some people began to modify the gift list on the spot, and at the same time notified the people in the same company to notify the family to increase the gift.

   After Ji Baiwei entered the Heavenly Palace, envoys from the five surnames and ten rich families of Wei State arrived and sent congratulatory gifts one after another.

   Followed by other Wei family.

   "Concubine Su Ningqiu, on behalf of the Su family and Tianxuanzong, presents congratulations to Zhenren Han" Su Ningqiu flew up to the clouds under the leadership of a middle-aged woman, and sent congratulations to Han Zhao.

   "Thank you." Han Zhao bowed his hands and asked, "Where is Brother Tianqi?"

   "My husband received the "Qiantian Jingqi" and retreated to heal his wounds. He wanted to come to attend the grand ceremony in the near future, but his performance was not yet complete, so he delayed, so he asked his concubine to come and express his apology to Han Zhenren. "Su Ningqiu said respectfully.

   "Your brother and sister are welcome. As long as Brother Tianqi is free, you can come to my Gantian Palace as a guest at any time." Han Zhao smiled, raised his hand and said, "Please take a seat."

   "Thank you." Su Ningqiu showed a grateful expression, and immediately saluted.

  The envoy of the Su family who followed from the side also quickly saluted.

   Now, the wealthy families present all took note of the Yunzhou Su family.

  Even if it is five surnames and ten wealthy families, they will keep their minds in the future.

  The four major powers in the Qi Kingdom, in addition to the Valley of Souls, the Royal Jiang Family, Sanyangmen, and Taiyinzong also sent people here one after another.

   "Murong Tian, ​​on behalf of the Murong family, congratulate Han Zhenren for his advanced supernatural powers. To celebrate the first establishment of Qiantian Palace, the Murong family presents 300,000 gold beads as a token of appreciation.

  At the same time, Murong's family is willing to give an additional 10,000 gold beads every year to turn war into jade silk with Han Zhenren. "

  It was the Chu family's turn to send congratulatory gifts, and an old man in a brocade robe flew over, with a respectful expression and a very low posture.

  Before Han Zhao robbed the Murong family of gold and pearl mines, the Murong family knew it well, after all, no one else could do such a thing.

   It's just that they can only take it hard because of the dumbness, so how dare they find trouble with Han Zhao.

   "Yes." Hearing this, Han Zhao nodded slightly under the anxious gaze of the old man.

  The old man in brocade robe breathed a long sigh of relief as if he had received an amnesty, and then entered the Heavenly Palace under the leadership of Yu Chongxiao.

   When the aristocratic families appeared one by one, the warriors present really felt the power of the aristocratic families.

  Dongshengzhou is too big, so big that even a high-ranking martial artist can't go through it all in his life.

  So even though warriors know that this world belongs to the family, they don't have an intuitive feeling for the number and strength of the family.

  But today, when they saw the military envoys and spirit emissaries of wealthy families appear on the stage, they really felt the gap between the power of warriors and the power of aristocratic families.

   In the entire Dongsheng Continent, there may not be ten warriors in the pseudo-supernatural realm. There are hundreds of soldiers in charge and spirit summoners present today alone, which is far from the entire power of the family.

   Only when you see the gap with your own eyes can you feel how exaggerated it is for a warrior to stand out.

  However, these strong men standing at the top today are just supporting roles.

   I am the peak with supernatural powers!

  The only protagonist is Han Zhao.

  The aristocratic family lowered their eyebrows!

  Only Han Zhao and only Qiantian Palace can bring them a sense of belonging. This is the glory that belongs only to warriors!

   "Crackling!"

   When the aristocratic family finished sending the congratulatory gifts, there was a thunderous thunder and lightning above the clouds, and a huge white monster bird hundreds of meters galloped towards it at a speed of lightning.

   "Han Zhenren, please forgive me for being late on the way." Zhu Yuanxian turned into a figure, smiled and saluted Han Zhao.

   "Fellow Taoist, I wish you serious words." Han Zhao returned the salute.

   "Tiansheng Dongtian sent two spirit crystals, I wish Fellow Daoist Han to advance into supernatural powers." Zhu Yuan looked solemn, and took out a jade box.

   "Spirit Crystal?!"

   "Tianshengdongtian is really generous!"

  The senior members of the aristocratic family present were shocked when they heard the words.

   According to rumors, this spirit crystal can only appear in Wuzhu Cave. Refining the spirit crystal can help warriors comprehend the power of rules, which seems to be Yuan Xiyu's instruction.

  Tian Shengdong Tian was afraid that Han Zhao would not be able to advance to the Heaven-Human Realm, so he spent all his money!

   "Thank you Master Master for me." Han Zhao was also a little moved.

   "Definitely." Zhu Yuan smiled.

   "Fellow Taoist, please take your seat." Han Zhao said again.

  After the warrior forces also delivered all the congratulatory gifts, Yu Chongxiao came to the Heavenly Palace and said in a loud voice: "Qiantian Palace is established, and I will give the treasure book to the true disciples."

   "True disciple, Ling Feng!"

  As Yu Chongxiao's voice fell, a young man in black with a resolute face on Nujiao Island was stunned for a moment.

"calls me?!"

   "Brother, it's your name!" the handsome young man in white said hurriedly.

   "Who is Ling Feng?"

   "Who is so lucky?!"

   "To be able to be the true disciple of Qian Tiangong!"

  A group of warriors were talking about it, and they didn't know who this lucky guy was.

   "Disciple, don't come forward to listen to the letter."

  Han Zhao's voice came to the ears of Ling Feng and Ling Yun in the crowd, and Ling Feng was startled by his thick and domineering voice.

   "Master?!"

   This is clearly Xiong Ba's voice.

  At this time, Han Zhao of Tiangong waved his sleeve robe.

  A stream of clear air condensed into a cloud and landed in front of Ling Feng below.

  Ling Feng stepped onto the clouds and soared into the sky.

   "Give me a treasure book and a jade book!" Yu Chongxiao sang.

   Flying out of the Heavenly Palace is a golden certificate of Danshu and a jade tablet.

   "The treasure books and jade books of true disciples alone are high-level spiritual weapons, and they are also cast by "Xuanying from the Outsider". They contain so much "Qiantian Jingqi", that they may be promoted to spiritual treasures in the future. It makes me want to worship Qiantian Palace! "

  Qi Xuanming looked at the Danshu Golden Coupon, and couldn't help sighing.

"Snapped!"

   Zhu Yuan on the side went up and gave him a slap.

   "You kid, do you want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors?" Zhu Yuan said cursingly, Qi Xuanming's entry into the Heavenly Saint Cave Heaven is also a master-student line, this kid should become the second senior brother's disciple.

   "Master Uncle." Qi Xuanming looked at Zhu Yuan helplessly. If it wasn't for his profound skill, the blow just now would have knocked out his brains.

   "Disciple pays homage to Master Master!" Ling Feng fell outside the main hall of the Heavenly Palace and bowed deeply to Han Zhao.

  Han Zhao nodded slightly, and Ling Feng stood aside.

   "The second true disciple, Ling Yun!" Yu Chongxiao said again.

   Another stream of clear air condensed into a cloud, bringing Ling Yun to the sky.

  Both of them are not particularly outstanding in appearance, but when they put on a white robe full of spiritual light and stand on top of the Heavenly Palace, they immediately look like gods.

   "The remaining eight true disciples will be decided in the true disciple competition in the future." Yu Chongxiao said loudly, and immediately came to stand under Han Zhao's seat.

  Han Zhao took off the light and flew to the top of Tiangong.

   "Today Qiantian Palace was first established. In the next month, the gate of Qiantian Palace will be opened to recruit disciples. Anyone who passes the test can enter my door.

   In order to thank all of you who have traveled thousands of miles, this seat will preach in the next three days, and you can enter the palace of heaven as much as you like. "

   After speaking, the Baiyu Heavenly Palace slowly descended, and finally stopped above the wharf near Nujiao Island.

  Including those entry-level warriors at the level of skin training, all warriors are overjoyed.

  Even if you can't succeed in worshiping under the Qiantian Palace in the end, just listening to the Valkyrie preaching at close range, it is estimated that you can save ten years of detours.

  Although the warriors were overwhelmed and excited, they all entered the Heavenly Palace in an orderly manner and sat cross-legged on the square outside the palace.

  Han Zhao saw that everyone was seated and began to preach.

   "The martial art that I have achieved supernatural powers is the Vajra Immortality Magic Art, one of the Three Classics, Four Skills and Five Canons of the Tianshengzong. Later, I practiced the three forms of killing gods, three forms of beheading spirits, and the seal of Zixiao.

   Now this seat has integrated all the martial arts he has learned into one, and created his own top ten real skills. Inner strength is the formula of longevity, which was born out of the "health preservation formula" passed down by the true emperor of longevity. "

  When Han Zhao said this, all the senior executives present were shocked, and suddenly thought of an amazing possibility in their hearts.

"External skills are called the top ten martial arts, and there are ten kinds of martial arts. The three forms of killing spirits, the three forms of killing gods, the soul chasing gun, the red dragon halberd, the three spirit arrows, the sky frost fist, the palm of the cloud, the wind **** leg, the dragon **** claw, Purple Xiaoyin."

   "The unity of the inside and the outside is the top ten real skills."

  After listening to Han Zhao's narration, everyone present couldn't help but gasped.

  Han Zhao was already a rare genius who was able to cultivate to the perfection of Qisha at the age of thirty-seven. He was able to integrate so many exercises in such a short period of time, which is unprecedented and unprecedented.

  The children of the aristocratic family finally understood why Han Zhao was so powerful.

   "The Way of Martial Arts, starting from practicing the leather realm."

  Han Zhao started from the very first level of skin training, and the low-level warriors present couldn't wait to stretch their ears, and all of them were very energetic. They didn't expect Han Zhenren to start from the lowest level. It's a blessing.

  Although it was about skin training, the high-ranking warriors listened with great enthusiasm.

  When Han Zhao talked about the experience of practicing viscera and condensing the evil spirit, all the warriors were mesmerized by it.

  Everyone stayed up for three days and three nights without sleep. Even with the "Qian Tian Jing Qi" to supplement the essence, many low-level warriors could not hold on, but no one left the field.

   This may be their only chance in this life, the fairest sermon they have ever heard, and everyone is paying attention.

   "Wizards! Wizards!" Zhu Yuan couldn't help sighing. He didn't expect Han Zhao's understanding of martial arts to be much more profound than that of the Martial God who has been immersed in martial arts for thousands of years. Listening to him is like listening to a teacher.

  After listening to what Han Zhao said, the senior members of the aristocratic family couldn't help sighing sincerely.

   They didn't deserve to lose.

  (end of this chapter)

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