Beastmaster of the Ages - Chapter 473
[Chapter 473 The City of Hell!]
to be honest–
The opponents of this fireworks feast are almost equivalent to half elders to them from the Eastern Emperor Realm.
The reason why Shendu has set people under the age of 30 as a junior is because before the age of 30, there is a high outbreak period. This nearly 27 years of practice can show all the talents of any genius and sprint all the way.
For example, in the Tiandi Ranking of the Shifang Dao Palace, the age of the ‘Heavenly Ranking Disciple’ is generally ten years older than that of the Earth Ranking disciples, cultivating ten more years!
Anyone who can enter the Heaven and Earth Ranking is considered a genius in the Kingdom of God. After ten years of cultivation, a genius can indeed widen the gap with the disciples of the Earth Ranking.
Before the age of 30, whether you can step into the holy realm of heaven is the standard for measuring the highest level of genius in the gods!
As long as it is completed, it will be a man of the future in the God Capital!
Like Li Muyang, the younger generation who stepped into the sacred realm of heaven before the age of 20 has never appeared in the kingdom of God for 10,000 years.
Li Tianming and Ye Lingfeng were much younger than their opponents who were at least twenty-six or seven years old.
Once the age of these opponents exceeds 30, and the cultivation of the Holy Land of Heaven begins, the progress will be much slower.
Even for the top genius, it may take several years to complete the cultivation of the holy realm of the first layer, and because of the existence of the limit of talent, the speed will be slower and slower.
For example, Bai Mo and the others, the most peak powerhouses in the Holy Land of Heaven, once reached the Holy Land of Heaven when they were around thirty years old.
Li Tianming knew that—
He and Ye Lingfeng, as disciples on the Taoist Palace’s Divine Ranking, had to go to the fireworks feast with the disciples who were ten years older than them on the Heavenly Ranking.
The last person at this age who could swept the younger generations of the ancient royal family under the age of 30 was only Li Muyang.
Unfortunately, when he was young, the ancient burial was not opened.
Otherwise, he will definitely be able to become famous in the fireworks feast!
As early as the decisive battle on the ground, the name of Li Tianming’s brother had spread all over the capital!
And today-
I am afraid that many children of the ancient royal family and their henchmen are sharpening their knives and waiting for their arrival!
…
Blink of an evening.
Today is the Fireworks Festival, and it is the day of reunion. The Shifang Taoist Palace was empty early, and most of the disciples had already gone home to enjoy the joy of family.
The Taoist Palace was therefore much quieter.
On the contrary, the streets of Shendu are extremely lively, and people can be heard all over the distance, laughter and laughter.
In the first courtyard.
“Brother, you must pay attention to safety. People of the ancient royal family, their eyes are spitting fire when they hear your name. At these times, people are provoking me every day, and I’m tired.” Li Qingyu said worriedly.
“It’s okay, let them shut up tonight.” Li Tianming said coldly.
“Ling’er, take care of him, don’t let him be too impulsive.” Li Qingyu urged.
Jiang Feiling smiled and nodded.
The next day is the battle, she is ready, and with him, in the gate of life and death, to find a way to survive!
Bai Mo is here!
Li Tianming told him about Ye Lingfeng’s decision.
“Go if you want. Although there are dangers, you are not flowers in a greenhouse. Besides, although Xiaofeng’s realm is higher than yours, it is unlikely to get a place.” Bai Mo said.
This fireworks feast, their four palace kings plus the dark palace palace master Ye Yi, are all inviting the ranks.
Of course, Emperor Yu also personally visited Weisheng Yunxi, but it was a pity that Weisheng Yunxi did not go.
They are supposed to be assembled here.
after a little while–
Ye Yi, Wei Sheng Yu Mo, Qin Jiufu, Situ Qinghe and other elders all arrived.
This group of elders, in terms of identity, the dark palace hall master Ye Yi is the highest.
In terms of strength, Ye Yi and Bai Mo are the strongest.
With their arrival, three more young men!
“Young people, get to know each other and introduce yourself.” Bai Mo said.
These three should be the Heavenly Ranking disciples of the Four Great Square Halls, and they are close to thirty years old, a little younger than Bai Zijin.
Eight years ago, Bai Zijin was a disciple of Tianbang.
“They are all famous people. We all know each other. Let’s introduce ourselves.” It was a woman in Tsing Yi who spoke. She was very lively and cheerful.
“My name is Situ Yiyi. You can just call me ‘Sister Yiyi’.” She said with a smile.
She came with Situ Qinghe, the king of the Palace of Life, and was obviously a descendant of the king of the Palace of Life, probably a granddaughter, or a great-granddaughter.
“Sister Yiyi.” Li Tianming shouted the three of them together.
Their elders are people who protect Li Tianming, so they are close to each other, and they are familiar with each other.
Besides Situ Yiyi, there are two young men.
One of them, dressed in white, was handsome, but his eyes and smile were full of anger, he blinked at Li Tianming and said, “I don’t need to introduce myself, Tianming and I are old acquaintances, hehe. ”
His name is Bai Xiaozhu, he is Bai Mo’s grandson, Bai Zifeng’s son, Bai Zijin is his aunt, and he is indeed an acquaintance.
Li Tianming had touched him several times. Every time I saw him being beaten. Of course, the one who beat him was Bai Zijin.
Speaking of which, Bai Xiaozhu’s father Bai Zifeng also saved Jiang Feiling’s life.
The last young man, dressed in black, had a slender figure and a light eye. He was very disciplined and came with the Dark Hall Master ‘Ye Yi’, standing straight on the side.
“My name is Chen Jinghong.” He usually does not smile, but this time, he still smiled.
“Brother Jinghong is the disciple of the Lord of the Night Palace. He is number one on the Heavenly Ranking list, surpassing a lot of Jiang’s royal family.” Li Qingyu introduced.
In fact, this Li Tianming also knew him. He had heard a lot of the legend of Chen Jinghong in the Taoist Palace.
Chen Jinghong was ranked number one in the Heavenly Ranking two years ago in the Shifang Dao Palace, where the Jiang family was rampant. Obviously, his strength and talent were quite good.
Even now, Chen Jinghong is considered to be the strongest existence among the juniors of the Taoist Palace!
No. 1 in the Heavenly Ranking is the No. 1 in the Shifang Taoist Palace!
“If you add Xiaofeng, then five people will go together. Anyway, there is Xiaofeng in their invitation list.” Bai Mo said to the other elders.
“Hmm.” They nodded.
The five disciples attending the banquet are actually not many.
All along, if the disciples are not strong enough, the Taoist Palace will not let them go to the burial of the gods.
With Chen Jinghong in charge this time, if Li Tianming didn’t want to go, they would only send three people.
However, there must be a lot of people in the other six square halls.
It’s just that they basically mixed with the people of the Dongyang royal family.
“Set off!”
“Elders, after they came to Shendu, they almost never went out. Let’s walk slowly and show them the prosperity of Shendu and the grand fireworks festival, right?” Situ Yiyi said.
Now that dusk has come, it will soon be night, and the entire people of God and the people are waiting for the fireworks of the night.
“You want to see it yourself, right?” Situ Qinghe smiled.
“Bullshit.”
“They’re all twenty-eight years old, and they still look like a baby.” Situ Qinghe said.
“Returning to Grandpa, it’s me who has no way to discipline me.” Bai Xiaozhu laughed.
He and Situ Yiyi are already married, and now they are still a couple, but they are sweet.
“Don’t talk, you are more naughty, look at Tianming, how mature.” Situ Qinghe said.
“We call it a young mind!” Bai Xiaozhu quibble, and after he looked at Li Tianming, he sighed: “The young people today are really amazing, Yiyi and I are both old, time flies, and we will never return. …”
“Fuck you, the old man didn’t even say he was old at 158!” Situ Qinghe was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
…
After exiting the Shifang Dao Palace, look up to the north, the nine fountains of spiritual energy in the direction of the imperial city, the location is easy to find.
“Tianming, Xiaofeng, Yiyi, the three of you have not reached the sacred realm of heaven, and you cannot directly get the entrance to the burial of the gods. It is estimated that there will be at least one or two battles, so be careful then.” Bai Mo said.
“Yes!”
The rules of the fireworks feast are as follows-
Each time the Ancient Divine Burial is opened, only thirty people are allowed to enter.
Therefore, every time the royal family stipulates that the disciples of the holy realm of heaven can directly obtain the quota.
The remaining places will be competed fairly by young people from the Holy Land of Earth.
Disciples of all forces, including the ancient clan, the Wusheng Mansion, the Linglong Pavilion, the major realm forces, the Shifang Taoist Palace, and the ancient royal family, have the opportunity to participate.
“There are 21 people in the Heavenly Sacred Realm for this fireworks feast. Twenty-one places are occupied. For Earth Sacred Realm disciples, only nine places can be won.”
“Judging from the invited list, the royal family has invited thirty-six disciples of the Holy Land of Earth.”
“There are thirty-six people in total. Obviously, they want to be eliminated in two simple rounds to decide nine places.”
“So, if you want to get a place, you have to go through at least two battles.”
Bai Mo introduced.
That is to say, Chen Jinghong and Bai Xiaozhu, the seventh disciple of the ‘Heaven Ranking’, these two disciples of the Holy Realm of Heaven, can directly get the places.
When they went to the fireworks feast, they mainly showed their faces and enjoyed the first-level feast of the kingdom of God.
As for Li Tianming, Situ Yiyi and Ye Lingfeng, they will fight against each other through battles to help the emperor’s dignitaries to entertain and watch, and at the same time decide the places for the burial of the gods.
“To put it bluntly, the feast of fireworks is a place where young disciples and younger generations from all parties show off their strengths, and it is also a place where Taoist palaces and royal disciples confront each other.”
“As long as it’s fair,” Li Tianming said.
“It must be fair. After all, the fireworks feast is a banquet, and it is mainly for the emperor to have fun. Everyone is a person with a face. It is not necessary to lose the pattern and make people laugh.” Bai Mo said.
…
Night falls.
The prosperous world in front of you, the lights are feasting, and the traffic is busy.
The group of them walked through the streets of Shendu, not knowing what methods the elders used, and the pedestrians who came and went along the road turned a blind eye to them.
Only those with a high cultivation base would not dare to look at them after looking at them.
The gods are vast and the people are numerous, but Bai Mo and the others are still considered peerless powerhouses above all living beings.
Li Tianming was walking in this prosperous capital. At this time, the people were showing off their lanterns and living and working in peace and contentment, just like the Chinese New Year. It was very lively.
Some people laugh, some sing and dance, and there are all kinds of companion animals, playing in the streets and alleys, and children of all sizes running.
Judging from their dress, they are basically either rich or expensive.
There are very few poor people in the gods, even the sons of the common people, basically have the treasures of the holy sky pattern on their bodies.
They have no worries about food and clothing since they were young, and they began to practice at the age of three. No matter how poor their talents are, a ten-year-old child has a state of unity.
“This is indeed a prosperous place, where all the people are prosperous.”
“However, there is only one god, and a small country like the Suzaku Kingdom has thousands.”
“When the mirror of reincarnation is there, no one knows when he will be exterminated by the whole country!”
Only the strongest can climb to the capital of God.
Those ordinary people, how do they decide their own destiny?
If you let the illusion of the capital of God deceive you and think that this is a prosperous world, you are wrong.
Bai Mo said that this is a sinful city.
The prosperity and stability here are built on the tens of billions of corpses buried under the gods for tens of thousands of years.
For those souls, this is the city of hell!
Every child here is happy and happy, wearing gold and silver, all the way is smooth, and they can become strong.
However, who can know that their glory and wealth are all based on the plundering of the ancient royal family!
One child laughs, and thousands of children cry.
If it weren’t for forty years ago, Li Muyang took away the mirror of reincarnation, and there would only be more people crying.
Maybe every few years, hundreds of thousands of corpses will fall into the Beiming River, drift away, and roll into the sea.
However–
The executives and dignitaries of the Shendu, the ancient royal family, will continue to be in the upper reaches of the Beiming River in the ‘Fengyue Street’, drunk with life and dreams, in the wine pool and flesh forest, indulging in sensuality.
“Is the capital of God prosperous?” Bai Xiaozhu asked.
“Prosperity.” Li Tianming nodded.
he knows,
It’s a carnival based on corpses and ghosts,
Bleeding prosperity.
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