Walking in the temple, Zhang Ruochen finally realized something was wrong.

Stop immediately.

"This is……"

The plants in the dojo all became dry, and the ground was full of dead branches and yellow leaves.

Even the huge island where the Sumeru Taoist temple is located is dead, and all things wither, as if something has sucked away all the breath of life.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the huge Buddha statue, looked at the dry vines wrapped around the Buddha statue, and showed a sudden enlightenment, and smiled and said, "So that's it."

Then he used the space shift and disappeared from the spot.

After a moment, it appeared hundreds of miles away.

In front of you is a lush forest with a strong holy energy in the world. You can see spiritual medicines for hundreds of years everywhere. Of course, for the saints and the saint kings, these spiritual medicines are no longer different from weeds.

Zhang Ruochen took out the lotus and inserted it on the ground.

"Wow—"

The lotus trembled slightly, and then it grew dense white roots, drilled into the ground and spread to the distance.

Those roots are all in gas.

An amazing thing happened. The breath of life contained in the surrounding vegetation, the essence contained in the underground minerals, and the holy energy between heaven and earth all rushed towards the lotus.

A layer of soft light emerges from the petals of the lotus.

The light is getting brighter and brighter.

Zhang Ruochen released a spiritual clone, jumped into the lotus, and started practicing.

About a quarter of an hour passed, within a radius of twenty miles, all the vegetation became withered, the mineral essence and energy underground were completely lost, and the holy energy of heaven and earth was absorbed.

This place turned into a wasteland!

The mental clone flew out of the lotus and fell beside Zhang Ruochen. The mental strength actually reached the late stage of the fifty level.

You should know that before the mental clone enters, the mental strength is only at the early stage of the fifty level.

Although this increase is not very great with Zhang Ruochen's current peak mental strength at the 57th level. However, it is extremely scary for a 50th level mental saint or a semi-saint of mental power.

Zhang Ruochen took his mental clone into the holy heart, and his true body jumped into the lotus, pursuing the remaining power in the lotus.

One hour later.

Zhang Ruochen flew out of the lotus, and his cultivation, physical body, and holy soul all increased by a small amount.

Of course, an hour has passed from outside, and in fact, Zhang Ruochen has been practicing in the lotus for a day and a night.

"With this lotus, my cultivation speed will be increased by more than ten times. I believe I will soon reach the six-step Saint King realm." Zhang Ruochen showed a satisfied smile.

After the test just now, Zhang Ruochen discovered a problem. Lotus absorbs the energy of life and mineral essence, which has great limitations and will be limited to within a radius of twenty miles.

Zhang Ruochen guessed that in the Sumeru Taoist temple, lotus could absorb the energy of life and mineral essence within a radius of hundreds of miles, and was mostly stimulated by the blue lotus seeds.

Now, the green lotus seeds have turned into dust. With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, controlling the lotus to absorb the life energy and mineral essence within a radius of twenty miles is the limit.

The pleasure of a significant increase in cultivation and mental power made Zhang Ruochen particularly excited.

So he used a large space shift, appeared dozens of miles away, and then inserted the lotus on the ground.

But this time, Lianhua didn't respond.

Next, Zhang Ruochen changed to more than a dozen places and did this.

Playing with the lotus in his hand, he smiled bitterly: "It seems that no matter how good the treasure is, it cannot be used unlimitedly. It needs to be cooled for a while. Try it tomorrow."

...

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Shengyu Taoist temple.

All the holy kings in the realm of the Truth Realm gather together and stood under a statue of god. Some had white wings, some were like hills, and some had silver hair and sharp ears... The number was huge, with thousands of people.

One after another, the holy powers burst out, as if they could clash with the sky.

It was not until the divine light appeared in the statue that they restrained their holy power, bowed and said in unison: "Greetings to God Yan."

The divine light emitted from the statue became stronger and stronger, and three-colored light appeared in their eyes. In an instant, an extremely terrifying pressure fell on all the holy kings present, making them unable to straighten their backs and sweat kept rolling on their faces.

The statue of God made a majestic and holy voice: "Shang Zixuan, come out."

Shang Zigong was very calm, walked under the suppression of divine power, walked to the front, bowed and said, "Disciple is here."

"Bang."

Two balls of flames flew out of the pupils of the statue, and at the same time bombarded Shang Zigong, knocking him to dozens of miles away, crashing through a stone mountain, and smashing heavily on the ground.

Shang Zipeng's body became broken, and his flesh and blood were separated, leaving only white bones connecting his body, which was indescribable miserable.

However, his eyes were extremely firm, and he did not frown, nor did he make a miserable sound. He just supported his broken body and slowly stood up, coughing up blood while saying, "This is... this... I deserve it..."

"Your mistake is not enough to kill you ten times."

The voice of Yan Shen was like thunder, which made the eardrums of the Holy Kings present hurt. All the holy kings who participated in the battle at the Sumeru Dojo were panic.

In front of a God, no one dared to plead for the merchant.

After all, this time, Shang Zigong did make a huge mistake, resulting in the fall of hundreds of saints in the heaven world. Each of them has unlimited potential and there is a hint of possibility of becoming a great saint in the future.

The loss is too great and the impact is far-reaching.

Shang Zixuan said: "I...I am willing to accept...all punishments...but Xunya, Feixu and others... are still in Zhang Ruochen's hands, and beg the master to rescue them."

"Save? Is it that simple? This is the Truth Heaven Realm. Even God cannot interfere in the Truth Heaven Realm." Yan Shen was very angry.

Shang Zigong knelt on one knee, raised his head, and said, "Give me another chance. I will definitely attack the Sumeru Dojo, kill Zhang Ruochen, and save the suppressed kings."

Yan Shen said: "The Temple of Truth has already known about this. Do you think there is still a second chance?"

"Don't worry about this matter anymore. The true body of the master has reached the Truth Heaven Realm, and he must do his best to deal with the Temple of Truth. The Mother Goddess of Death and the Lord of the Blood War Temple will put pressure on the Temple of Truth."

"If they were at other times, they might not be able to keep them. However, the Heaven and Hell were about to break out in Kunlun Realm. It was the time when people were used, and the Temple of Truth should be handled as appropriate."

Shang Zigong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I will feel relieved!"

Yan Shen snorted: "This time, you disappointed your master. I don't know how much effort it took to save you. Of course, if you make a mistake, you must be punished. You will go back to heaven and accept the punishment of purgatory. If you can survive the Nine Days of Fire Refining and Nine Days of Cold Quenching in the Purgatory of Life and Death, and when the war in Kunlun Realm begins, you will naturally give you a chance to make up for your merits."

When they heard the "Punishment of Purgatory", the holy kings present all had their bodies trembling, and they all felt that Shang Zigong would probably have been dead for a lifetime this time.

There are too many rumors about "Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Life and Death" and it is a kind of inhumane criminal law. It is said that very few creatures in the Holy King realm can survive a day in the furnace.

Even the Great Sage may be refined to death if he stays in the purgatory of life and death for nine days.

The punishment suffered by Shang Zipeng was the even more terrifying "Nine Days of Fire Refining and Nine Days of Cold Refining". For the creatures in the Holy King Realm, this is a punishment that must be killed.

Shang Zipeng's face turned pale, but his eyes were firm and he said, "Okay, I'll accept the punishment of purgatory."

The voice of the god of Yan spread throughout the Heavenly Dojo: "The saints in the heavenly realm listen to the orders, the cultivation of the Truth Heaven Realm is temporarily over, and all of them are returned to the heavenly realm to prepare for war. The battle in the Kunlun realm is of great significance, and there must be no more mistakes."

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It's late at night and the moonlight is bright.

On the bank of a lake not far from the Sumeru Dojo, a little girl in a white martial arts robe, holding a holy sword, stabbed her out with a sword.

The sword was astonishingly fast as a stunning ray of terror.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen blocked his sword, and a crisp sound of metal collision sounded, and then a large amount of sword energy spread out.

"Yes, in just a few days, the first sword that can master the Time Sword Technique is in no trace, and its understanding is beyond my expectations. You can try it, stimulate the power of Yan Zipeng, burst out with the ultimate speed, and at the same time use Time Sword Technique, the sword speed should be increased by another level."

"I'll try."

"Bang bang."

Chi Kong is happy to attack, Zhang Ruochen is guarding.

One is learning and the other is teaching.

Not sure how long has passed, the holy energy in Chi Kongle's body has almost been exhausted, and her mental power has been greatly lost due to constantly capturing the time mark. However, she still quickly set out her sword, studying and honing hard, as if she was exhausted.

He was only eleven years old and had such a strong cultivation because Chi Kongle had been practicing hard since childhood and had almost no childhood.

This kind of fighting spirit is not available to other children at all.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen put away the ancient sword of Chenyuan and said, "Let's stop here tonight, come with me."

"Swish!"

Zhang Ruochen grabbed Chi Kongle's little hand and soared like a big roc spreading its wings. He used his body technique and turned into a stream of light and flew towards the distance.

Chi Kongle secretly glanced at Zhang Ruochen and pursed his lips gently.

After learning sword with my father, Chi Kongle realized that practicing was such a wonderful and pleasant thing.

In the past, when I was with the Queen, I would practice to a point of suffering every day. I would never give up until my spiritual will and physical strength reached the limit.
To be continued...