The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 927

Chapter 927 The True Form of Ancestor Jin Ku

“Fellow Daoist He, are you going or not?” Empress Tianwei looked at He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng did not answer her question, but instead asked in return, “What do you think, Fellow Daoist Tianwei?”

Tianwei said, “Since we’re already here, and we now know the location of the Ten Great Innate Poisons, I think we might as well go there!”

“If it really becomes dangerous, it’s not too late to evacuate then!”

He Pingsheng didn’t speak, but stared at Tianwei for a few breaths.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Tianwei asked.

He Pingsheng said, “This is an independent spirit realm!”

“Although it’s a minor spirit realm, once that exit is closed, it becomes a realm of its own!”

“Cultivators in this realm can ascend!”

“But there’s one thing I need to remind you!”

Empress Tianwei said, “I am all ears!”

He Pingsheng continued, “Our main body is here, while our avatars are in another spirit realm. If we perish, the pull of the Six Paths of Reincarnation on our souls will be greater than the pull of our avatars!”

“In other words, if you die here, your soul goes directly to the underworld, and you’re truly dead!”

“If we really go there and wait until danger comes before we can retreat, it might be too late!”

Empress Tianwei’s face paled slightly, and she said, “Is that so? I didn’t expect that!”

“So…you mean…you’re not going?”

“I’m not going!” He Pingsheng shook his head, giving up immediately: “It’s obviously a trap!”

If the Fairy of Metamorphosis wasn’t lying, then all ten true poisons are in the Holy Land, and they belong to someone, being controlled by another.

So… who is the master of the Ten Great Poisons?

The remnant soul of Jin Ku Lao Zu?

His successor?

Or someone else?

But whoever it is, the person who can control the Ten Great Poisons must possess terrifying strength.

Otherwise, how did so many Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivators who entered the Golden Bitter Immortal Ruins die over the years?

With his clones and the ability to be reborn, He Pingsheng didn’t care about being a little reckless.

But now, without a clone, that won’t work.

The reason He Pingsheng came here to search for the Ten True Poisons was because he thought that the Ten True Poisons were scattered throughout this world.

He believed that the fallen emperors had been killed by a sneak attack with true poison.

After all, the true poison is quite different from the other four kinds of true substances.

But after hearing what the Fairy of Metamorphosis said, He Pingsheng’s thoughts changed.

no!

None of them!

So where should we go to find the real poison now?

Am I crazy?

I don’t want it anymore!

“Fellow Daoist Tianwei!” He Pingsheng cupped his hands in greeting to Empress Tianwei: “For the time being, I will find a place to go into seclusion until this world reopens a hundred years from now!”

“All the fighting here is none of my business!”

“If Fellow Daoist Tianwei still has any thoughts about that true poison, then we shall take our leave!”

He Pingsheng had even lost the will to find the source of the poison.

“This…” Empress Tianwei thought for a moment, then cupped her hands and said, “Fellow Daoist He, if that’s the case, I’d like to look around some more. So… let’s take our leave now!”

See you in a hundred years!

“Alright!” He Pingsheng replied decisively, transforming into a streak of light and flying away.

Instead of heading towards the holy site, he went in the opposite direction.

After flying away for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he tore through the void with a whoosh, randomly chose a deep mountain valley, took out his flying sword and opened up a huge cave, and then walked into it.

Buzzing…

Once inside, the first thing to do is to throw out the [Heavenly Trapping and Earthly Locking Eight Gates Mirror].

Once activated, this thing transformed into a seventh-grade array called the “Primordial Chaos Array”.

This Chaos God Formation is equivalent to a combination of a seventh-grade early warning formation and a seventh-grade divine-suppressing formation.

It can defend against the divine sense probing of cultivators at the Mahayana Emperor Realm!

After doing all this, He Pingsheng did not set up any other formations, but began to cultivate in seclusion in this cave.

The first thing to do is still to study the laws of time!

However, He Pingsheng had only been trying to comprehend the meaning for less than half an incense stick’s time when he suddenly opened his eyes and quickly retreated.

In that instant, his speed reached almost the absolute limit!

Bang……

The next moment, a green python emerged from the ground where he had been sitting.

“Pfft…” The python turned its head and spat at He Pingsheng.

Green smoke swept in.

He Pingsheng quickly shut down his six senses!

Puff puff puff puff…

Immediately afterwards, more green pythons emerged from the ground and attacked him.

However, these attacks were all superficial and did not result in any fatal blows.

While dealing with these so-called pythons, He Pingsheng said, “Sir, there’s no need for you to hide and test me. Just come out and talk!”

These pythons are all illusions!

It’s not a python at all!

Instead, they were deadly poisons.

“Hehehe…” Just as He Pingsheng finished speaking, a sinister laugh came from all directions.

Then the dozens of pythons merged into one, transforming into an old man covered in green, who landed in He Pingsheng’s temporary dojo.

“Good lad, you reacted quickly!”

“To reach this level at the mere Integration Stage is truly extraordinary!”

With a wave of his hand, the old man swept all the surrounding poisons over and swallowed them whole.

Then he sat down again.

Its green body slowly and gently turned white.

the exciting content!

Like a wisp of white smoke!

“Hoo…” He Pingsheng exhaled deeply, his divine sense sweeping over the old man, but he found nothing.

Facing the old man, He Pingsheng felt a similar sensation to when he faced the immortal ancestor of the Phoenix Clan.

His heart was pounding!

He Pingsheng considered one possibility.

“Senior…is…”

He Ping stared intently at the old man, while his divine sense had already split off a wisp and entered the magic treasure space, where he prepared the talisman with the three-seven split.

He wouldn’t mind launching the first attack if given the opportunity.

Even though I might get a three, the other person might get a seven.

But it shouldn’t be a problem to save your life.

“No need to sweep!”

“Although your divine sense strength far surpasses that of others of the same level, and is even comparable to the peak of the Mahayana Emperor Realm, it is still like the light of a firefly compared to me!”

“It won’t hurt to tell you!”

“If we’re just talking about cultivation level!”

“My cultivation level is one level higher than that of a Loose Immortal!”

He Pingsheng’s mind jolted: Good heavens!

Is it even higher than a wandering immortal?

Does that mean… this guy is the Jin Ku Lao Zu that Jin Buhuan mentioned?

“you……”

“You are the Jin Ku Ancestor of the Jin Ku Clan?”

“The creator of this Golden Bitter Immortal Ruins?”

He Pingsheng was so shocked that his heart was in his throat.

“That’s right!” Old Ancestor Jin Ku replied calmly, then said with a smile, “Don’t be afraid… I’m just an old codger!”

“how?”

You seem quite afraid of me!

As Jin Ku Lao Zu spoke, the color of his body changed again, from white to crimson.

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