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Chapter 1586 The way of truth advances by leaps and bounds

"I am the only one who is the eight extremes of heaven and earth. Break it for me!"?

Zhang Ruochen used his finger as a sword and stabbed him out with one finger.

Zhang Ruochen read "The Record of Empress Chi Yao's Sword Eight" and realized the second level of sword intent of Sword Eight. At this moment, he used the sword intent.

At the same time, the Jingmiao Divine Fire condensed into a sword light, flew out from the fingertips, and penetrated the claws of the golden bird. Suddenly, the golden waves of air rolling between heaven and earth dissipated and opened.

It was still in the square below the white cliff, Prince Jin Peng's clone was still standing opposite Zhang Ruochen. However, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he no longer rushed to take action, saying, "I actually conquered the Jingmiao Divine Fire, who are you?"

What is the Pure Destruction Divine Fire?

That is the flame that God can nurture in his body, and in order to cultivate outstanding descendants, he will give some flames.

Of course, God's life span is quite long and there are many descendants. Only geniuses who God attaches great importance to can obtain the fire of purifying the divine fire. And even if you obtain it, no monk can conquer it. It is necessary to be a true top genius to do it.

Prince Jinpeng saw Zhang Ruochen use the Jingmiao Divine Fire, and he was a little suspicious. This son was a fledgling son and grandson.

There are still monks who are not gods, but who have conquered the magic fire of Jingmiao. However, such monks are too rare and can be ignored.

If this human man is really a son of gods whom God attaches great importance to, Prince Jinpeng will have to take the slightest weight again.

Zhang Ruochen's emotions gradually calmed down, and he was smiling bitterly in his heart. He wanted to act low-key, but he didn't expect that his emotions were uncontrollable and he was so high-profile that he had a great hatred with a person with an extraordinary status.

The side effects of the Moodynth Pill are too tricky.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen was not afraid of Prince Jin Peng, and offending him was not a big deal. After all, he also had trump cards. Even if Prince Jin Peng took action, he might not be able to do anything to him. However, using the trump cards will reveal his identity, so he could only give up the Dragon Soul and Elephant Soul and escape from Tiandu Holy City immediately.

After the battle just now, Zhang Ruochen already had a rough judgment on Prince Jin Peng's strength, and it was within the range he could deal with.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Why should I tell you who do you think you are?"

Prince Jin Peng hated Zhang Ruochen's fearless look, and his anger surged again. Even if this son is really a son of gods, he will be taught a lesson today.

"Stop, what do you want to do? This is the temple of Qianrui Realm. If anyone dares to take action, he can only ask him out. He will never step into the gate of Baihua Palace in the future."

A heavenly fire demon butterfly flew out and stopped between Zhang Ruochen and Prince Jin Peng.

Zhang Ruochen recognized her as the Demon Butterfly Princess, so he said calmly: "Your Highness, Princess, I am also a VIP guest in Baihua Palace. However, when I just arrived here, I was bitten by two mad dogs. Is this the way to entertain guests in Baihua Palace?"

Princess Demon Butterfly knew that Prince Jinpeng was very domineering, and even knew that Li Hai and Li Shan did what they did, so she had long been unable to see them. Seeing that they were beaten to death by Zhang Ruochen, she was actually quite happy. She just didn't want to provoke Prince Jinpeng, so she didn't laugh.

Princess Demon Butterfly said: "They come from the Golden-winged Great Phang clan of Haiyun Realm, not the creatures of Qianrui Realm."

"So that's how it is."

Zhang Ruochen deliberately showed a sudden enlightenment and said, "You Baihua Palace should not indulge the creatures from other big worlds and offend your VIPs, right?"

"Of course not."

The Demon Butterfly Princess almost laughed out loud, thinking that this was a good opportunity to expel Li Hai and Li Shan, so she went to question Prince Jin Peng, and also called two monks from Qianrui Realm to ask them to throw Li Hai and Li Shan out.

Prince Jinpeng's face was quite cold and he wanted to stop it, but when he saw a woman as beautiful as a painting in the distance, standing on the edge of the square and staring at him, he suppressed the anger in his heart and made himself look more graceful.

"Two races who are not disciplined cause trouble for Baihua Palace and should be expelled from Baihua Palace."

After saying this to Princess Demon Butterfly, Prince Jinpeng immediately walked over to the woman who was as beautiful as a picture, clasped her fists with her hands, and was about to say something to apologize. However, the woman had no intention of listening. She walked into the square, found a place, sat cross-legged, and began to observe the carved pictures on the cliff.

Prince Jinpeng knew that the fairy was probably quite disappointed with him. He immediately transferred all his anger to Zhang Ruochen, glared at Zhang Ruochen with murderous intent, and left the square directly.

Li Hai and Li Shan were dragged down, so naturally he, the prince, could not really ignore it. Otherwise, he would be laughed at again.

"She is the legendary fairy of the Hundred Flowers Ji Fanxin?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes stared at the cold white woman, sitting cross-legged in the rain of light, and could only see a graceful shadow.

Those lights and rains condense into a phantom that shines on the divine lotus, like a beautiful fairy lamp.

The woman in white sat cross-legged in the center of the shadow of the shining lotus, with her black hair swaying, as quiet as water, holy and soft, giving people a sacred feeling of "only looking away but not playing with".

"This Fairy Ji is indeed very extraordinary, so he can make the arrogant and domineering figures like Prince Jin Peng become honest."

Zhang Ruochen could not feel a slight fluctuation of power from Ji Fanxin, but instinctively felt that her strength was probably far above Prince Jinpeng. Even if he used all his trump cards, he probably wouldn't be able to deal with her.

Without looking at it more, Zhang Ruochen came to an empty area, sat down cross-legged, and prepared to comprehend the pictures and texts of the truth left by the Mandala Flower God.

Of course, before comprehending, Zhang Ruochen first lit a piece of rainbow-turned vine.

Immediately afterwards, he released the holy energy and formed a vent mask to prevent the fragrance of the rainbow-transformed vine from leaking out.

The monks around him showed a look of heartbeat when they saw the rainbow-turned vine.

This is a treasure that can help monks realize enlightenment!

With their financial resources, of course, they can afford the rainbow vine, but they cannot buy it. Such treasures are priceless and hard to find.

"Purification of divine fire, rainbow transformation vine, this human man probably has some origin." The gods and grandchildren present were thinking so in their hearts, so no one drove Zhang Ruochen away again.

Of course, the bigger reason is that they don’t want to do such a despicable thing in front of Ji Fanxin.

The picture and text of the Way of Truth left by the Mandala Flower God is a sea of ​​flowers. After careful observation, Zhang Ruochen found that this sea of ​​flowers is somewhat similar to the sea of ​​flowers planted by Ji Fanxin.

If this is true, then Ji Fanxin's attainment in the way of truth may have reached a considerable level.

Zhang Ruochen no longer thought about these miscellaneous things and devoted himself to his understanding.

The number of holy flowers in the flower sea pictures and texts is more than 100,000. The holy flowers are like light spots, reminding Zhang Ruochen of the visualization picture of the Temple of Truth.

So he tried to treat two of the holy flowers as two dots of light.

"It's true that it's very similar to the second visualization picture." Zhang Ruochen was secretly happy. If he could comprehend the second visualization picture here, wouldn't he have to go to the Temple of Truth to practice?

I don’t know if it was because of the mystery of one ten thousand truth, but after Zhang Ruochen was completely immersed in it, he could clearly feel that there were rules flowing around him.

About three hours passed, and Zhang Ruochen found a way to comprehend the second visualization diagram. It turned out that the most important thing was not those two points, but the ripples generated by the movement of the two points.

Those ripples are the rules of truth.

He was also misled by the first visualization picture, so he never thought of this.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen laughed loudly, "So that's it, so that's it..."? Because of the obstruction of some holy air light shield, the laughter was not leaked.

However, Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged in the light shield, sometimes angry and sometimes laughing. His expression was too exaggerated, which attracted many monks to watch.

Among them, there are nine heavenly fire demon butterflies.

They stopped not far from Zhang Ruochen, standing in a row, and nine pairs of eyes looked at the expression on Zhang Ruochen's face without blinking. Seeing that he laughed again, they also cheered loudly.

"I laughed again, laughed again, I laughed even happier this time!" "I thought he would yell in anger."

"He is not a split personality, right? He laughs sometimes, and is angry sometimes, which is still quite scary."

"Maybe...being devilish and insane, do you want to remind him, so that he will not get deeper and deeper."

"Forget it, I don't dare. Look at him laughing so crazy, what if he hit me?"

...

There are also some monks who think that Zhang Ruochen is sick and mentally ill.

The sons and grandsons of the gods frowned, thinking that they should not provoke this crazy guy, so as not to cause trouble.

In the next half month, most of Zhang Ruochen would go to comprehend the pictures and texts of the truth, and the speed of comprehending was incredibly fast.

The truth rules that he can mobilize now have reached ninety-eight paths, which can make the holy art burst out three times the power.

Zhang Ruochen attributed it to the one-tenth of the mystery of truth. After all, his speed of understanding was faster than comprehending the visual image in the Temple of Truth.

The benefits of the mystery of truth are so huge that Zhang Ruochen naturally wants to obtain more mystery of truth.

"With my current strength, it should not be difficult to cross the second level of the sea."

Just when Zhang Ruochen wanted to go to the Sea of ​​Truth to try it, the King of Demons sent Yan Zi to invite him, saying that there was good news to tell him.

"Can the dragon soul and elephant soul of the Holy King level have been sent to the Hundred Flowers Palace?"

Zhang Ruochen was delighted and immediately followed Yanzi to meet the demon king.

You know, during this period, he was also practicing palm techniques. As long as he obtained the dragon soul and the elephant soul and melted into his arms, the eleventh palm of the dragon elephant Prajna palm can immediately achieve a small success.
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