Chapter 1 Ling Yu

Huala la~

The spiritual rain evolved from the Taiji Diagram and the slow turning of the great millstone of heaven and earth, 'huala huala' falling down.

The spiritual rain, like a dyke bursting on the Milky Way, quickly drenched every part of the cave heaven.

Immediately, the cave heaven began to change.

Mountains rose higher, the earth became thicker, plants and trees experienced a surge of growth, and greenery covered every part of the earth, mountains, and rivers.

It didn't seem long before the spiritual energy filling the cave heaven was more than ten times richer.

The cave heaven was growing.

"Taiji..."

In the misty rain, Xuanji sighed softly, becoming even more certain in her heart.

The ten great sects and three holy lands of Dongzhou have many methods to avoid and overcome tribulations, but only a few can absorb the power of tribulation during the tribulation and nurture the cave heaven.

And those, without exception, are secret methods and supernatural powers that only a very few people can cultivate.

The Taiji Diagram transforms the aura of tribulation, and the cave heaven is slowly growing. This scene is undoubtedly shocking, but Zheng Longqiu and the others felt a little numb.

Their hearts were filled with deep frustration, and faintly, they felt a deep sense of despair.

There was no path forward...

.......

"Hu~"

In Tianjiao City, Ninth District, in a quiet alley corner courtyard, An Qisheng spat out a mouthful of turbid air, heavy with the stench of blood.

Opening his eyes again, the divine light in his eyes seemed about to burst forth.

The cave heaven tribulation is different from the heavenly punishment of the human realm; the latter is the will of heaven aimed at the extermination of foreign spiritual energy and the five-path cultivators, while the former is only the spontaneous operation of heaven and earth.

Both are equally terrifying, but with the former, it is possible to seize creation from within.

One cave heaven tribulation, his true form has improved, and his physique has also made slight progress, but his true form and physique had already reached an extremely high level.

Even a slight improvement is comparable to twenty years of hard work for an ordinary Wanfa realm expert.

"It's time to cultivate other realms."

Thoughts arose in An Qisheng's heart.

He had no obsession with cultivating several realms, because his 'Taiji' was the foundation, and all other laws and Daos were nourishment to irrigate 'Taiji.'

Whether it's one realm or nine realms, whichever is better, he will cultivate that.

What he needs to care about is whether the timing is right. He didn't cultivate the spiritual appearance before because, for him, cultivating a single realm was more effective.

Now that the true form has been cultivated to a certain height, and he needs to understand by analogy, he can cultivate the spiritual appearance.

"Jiji~"

At this moment, there was a wriggling movement in his chest, and the 'little chick' kept chirping, poking out its small head.

With An Qisheng's protection, this little guy seemed very bold. After eating the eggshell in his chest, it was constantly chirping, indicating it was hungry.

"You little fellow."

An Qisheng poked its small head. Although this little guy wasn't Yan Kuangtu, in a sense, it was also a continuation of Yan Kuangtu's life information.

Even if he couldn't save Yan Kuangtu one day, if this little guy lived, it would at least represent that Yan Kuangtu had left his mark in this world.

"Du~ Du~"

This little guy was not polite at all, raising its head to peck at An Qisheng's finger, clearly very hungry.

This was inevitable.

This golden-winged roc was, after all, transformed from a drop of blood, and was brought into being by him, its origin depleted no better than when he first came to this world.

If left unattended, it would starve to death in half a day at most.

"Pa~"

An Qisheng flipped his finger over and knocked on its little head. He couldn't get used to the habit of eating everything.

He got up and walked out of the small courtyard.

The favorite food of a newborn golden-winged roc is not spiritual grass, spiritual rice, or elixirs, but the meat of spiritual beasts, especially spiritual beast meat with 'dragon qi'.

He naturally did not have this.

Wu Yong Daoren's cave heaven has undergone more than 20,000 years of tribulation baptism. Although it preserved a portion of its essence because of the inscribed stone tablet, there were no spiritual beasts left.

"Little one~"

Zhu Dahai, who was staring intently outside the door, waiting for customers, wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled憨憨.

"Come out with me for a walk."

An Qisheng glanced at Zhu Dahai, the burly man who was originally bloated and fat.

This憨傻fatty didn't know how many kinds of messy pills he had eaten. Although he relied on his powerful bloodline advantage to avoid exploding and dying, it also affected the continued awakening of his bloodline.

It also poisoned his already malfunctioning brain.

With the removal of the pill toxins, although he was still憨厚, there was a glimmer of intelligence in his eyes, unlike his previous痴傻state.

"En en."

Zhu Dahai nodded repeatedly, seeming eager to see other people.

Afraid of communication, yet eager to communicate.

An Qisheng took out the 'little chick' and handed it to Zhu Dahai, who hurriedly stretched out his big hands to catch it, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth: "Eat, eat?"

"This, can't eat."

An Qisheng wasn't annoyed, and smiled as he poked his head: "Remember it."

"En en."

Zhu Dahai nodded seriously: "Don't eat, don't eat."

"Du~ Du~"

He nodded and wiped his saliva. The little guy smelled his aura and began to drool. The roc's love for eating dragon meat is famous throughout the world.

Zhu Dahai, with the bloodline of the 'pig-dragon', was of course more attractive to it than An Qisheng.

However, Zhu Dahai was thick-skinned and thick-fleshed, even if he fell into magma, he would only take it as a bath. Of course, this little guy couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

......

Tianjiao City is the imperial capital of the Tianding Kingdom, even more prosperous than Dingtian City. The nine districts are layered upon each other, and the closer to the center, the more prosperous it becomes.

The Ninth District still seemed to be no different from Lanhai City, with mostly ordinary people, and mostly restaurants, inns, selling mostly rouge, powders, fabrics, and various meats.

After walking dozens of miles to the Eighth District, it was completely different.

Ordinary people still occupied the majority of the streets, but there were also more cultivators, and unlike the clear distinction and non-interaction between the two in other cities.

The relationship between ordinary people and cultivators in this city was much more harmonious.

There were cultivators selling spiritual herbs, and ordinary people buying spiritual herbs; there were cultivators peddling in the streets, and ordinary people sitting high in the six-story restaurants, eating spiritual beast meat and drinking magic wine.

And shuttling through the streets were no longer the horses, strange beasts, and spiritual beasts of ordinary cities, but vehicles running on special streets.

"The law is used for the people, and people and cultivators live in harmony. That Tianding Emperor is quite interesting."

An Qisheng stopped to watch, with thousands of images flowing through his eyes. Everyone in the entire district seemed to be flashing in his eyes.

In an instant, he had captured all the information of this district.

The Ninth District was newly built, but the Eighth District had been developing for more than a hundred years. A city apart, yet it seemed to be two different worlds.

The only thing that was the same was the dense array patterns, far exceeding any city.

Under the blessing of countless major arrays and textures, this impregnable Tianjiao City was created. Unless there was a force that could shatter the entire Tianjiao City with one blow.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to damage even a brick or tile in the city.

This meant that below the great power, no one could be presumptuous in this city with powerful restrictions, and above the great power, dared to take action.

They would have to face the Tianding Emperor, who was known as the strongest existence in Dongzhou.

This existence who was able to be safe and sound under the pursuit of the Litian Holy Land, and even ascended the throne to become emperor, was not someone ordinary people could afford to provoke.

Listening to the endless stream of hawking sounds in his ears, An Qisheng strode into the city.

Two rows of high-rise buildings stood tall, like the 'Exotic Treasure Pavilion', 'Divine Weapon Workshop', and 'Magic Wine House' in Lan Shui City, lined up in a row. Flanking these high-rise buildings were countless flexibly moving vendors.

Here, elixirs were also the mainstream currency, but they were not the 'True Form Pills' and 'Dharma Aspect Pills' of other places, but the 'Tianding Pills'!

Anyone who wanted to trade in Tianjiao City had to use Tianding Pills.

Tianjiao City was also the only city in Dongzhou that did not use 'True Form' and other common pills as currency. This involved the grievances between the Tianding Emperor and the three holy lands.

But even if the Tianding Emperor was so powerful, only his Tianjiao City could do this.

The three holy lands were still unshakable.

"This Daoist, I have channels here that can exchange 'Tianding Pills' with lower fees. Do you have any need?"

A sneaky teenager wearing a斗篷came to An Qisheng's side and said in a low voice.

"Oh?"

An Qisheng glanced at this teenager, who seemed to have just condensed his true form, but his aura was unstable, as if he had forcibly pushed himself up with elixirs.

"In Tianjiao City, we are the only family that can privately exchange 'Tianding Pills'."

The teenager said in a low voice.

"Is that so?"

An Qisheng remained noncommittal, glanced at the teenager indifferently, and walked towards the 'Spiritual Meat Pavilion' on the side of the road.

He certainly did not have 'Tianding Pills', but the more than ten Wanfa realm experts in his cave heaven had a great variety of elixirs.

There were also millions of Tianding Pills.

Buying this street was a bit of an exaggeration, but buying half a street should not be a problem.

Tianjiao City had a weakened array platform that could move within a radius of 30,000 miles, which was not very useful for great cultivators, but it was extremely useful for ordinary people and some small cultivators who had condensed their true forms.

Because it was convenient to travel, Tianjiao City had a large supply of fresh meat.

It should be known that this was spiritual beast meat.

The Spiritual Meat Pavilion had many types of spiritual meat, and the meat with dragon qi that An Qisheng needed was the most abundant.

This was thanks to the character of that 'Old Dragon King', who spread his seeds throughout the world, with tens of millions of descendants. Even after generations of inheritance, many people had the aura of the dragon race.

As a result, millions of years later, dragon meat has become the most common delicacy for cultivators in the world. This was something that even the 'Old Dragon King' did not expect.

He randomly selected some and fed them to the嗷嗷待哺little golden-winged roc.

Then, he casually bought tens of thousands of catties of various dragon meats. An Qisheng went out and turned left, not walking down the main street, but towards a small alley.

Zhu Dahai scratched his head, as if he felt something, but seeing that An Qisheng ignored him, he could only follow.

Before long, An Qisheng arrived outside a secluded small courtyard.