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  Chen Shen secretly felt that as his cultivation level became more unpredictable, the time of retreat would be longer, and he felt that he was farther away from the world of mortals.

   Now that I retreat once by myself, it may be a worldly life, or even several lives.

   This is just crossing the catastrophe, what about Mahayana, immortality?

  If there is such a day, perhaps, if he closes his eyes once, the outside world will become mulberry fields, mountains and rivers will be displaced, and the old country will become history.

   "It's quite exciting to think about it. I am aloof, watching the great world contend for power, watching the world go up and down."

  Boom!

  While he was thinking, there was a thunder-like sound outside the house.

  Chen Shen walked out of the room and went outside. There was a red figure in the sky above the courtyard.

   "Hundreds of years have passed, and Mu Xiaojin will be promoted to Fusion!" He whispered.

  Mu Xiaojin's robe fluttered, and she held a blue long sword. With a light push, she stepped forward to meet the tribulation thunder.

   It can be said that this represents the general public, the scene when thousands of monks crossed the catastrophe.

   Not as powerful as the Peerless Tianjiao, who can smash the thunder and lightning, and it will not be like Chen Shen, who will fall without a catastrophe.

  It is a baptism of blood and tears, the wandering struggle between life and death, living towards death, or dying, all can be seen under such catastrophe.

  She is like this, and so are the monks in the world. When crossing the catastrophe, they will never be eager to try, without any waves. Instead, they are like facing a big enemy, which is a great test.

  Either live, live two thousand years, welcome the new world.

  Either annihilate, become a part of Thunder Tribulation, and dissipate from the world.

  Even though Mu Xiaojin had all kinds of assistance from Chen Shen, from pills to weapons, they were all top-notch in the world, but when faced with such a catastrophe, she still had no idea.

   Chi!

  A light blue light shone, and scattered the catastrophe.

  It was very easy at first, Mu Xiaojin had a way to know the truth, and at the same time ate various top-quality pills to make up for consumption.

  But with the continuous thunderstorms falling, the recovery brought by the elixir is not worth its own consumption.

  After half an hour, her face was pale, and most of her spiritual power was wasted, and although the Taoist weapon was strong, it also consumed the most mana.

   Poof!

  A catastrophe fell, and scars began to appear on Mu Xiaojin's body.

  Her face is solemn, and the real contest is coming.

  Boom!

  The follow-up crossing tribulation lasted for two hours. Mu Xiaojin was dying, and wandered in front of the gate of **** several times. Fortunately, there was Da Huan Dan, who was brought back to life, otherwise he would have died.

  Finally survived the death calamity with difficulty, and only then did the fit be achieved!

  Chen Shen took her, who was extremely weak after the catastrophe, back to the room.

   "Junior brother, I feel that the fusion is at an end. I will die after crossing the tribulation, and there is no possibility of breakthrough."

  Mu Xiaojin lay in his arms and said softly.

   "On the road, five thousand years is enough." Chen Shen said.

  Ever since she promised Mu Xiaojin that she would become a fairy, she has been preparing to create a Little Qing Emperor method for her.

   He did not dare to teach the Qingdi Longevity Jue. He has a system to give him the Dao Containing Breath Technique, which must be impossible for any **** to see through.

  But Mu Xiaojin didn't, if he was seen through by the strong in the future, he would be in big trouble.

  What, why didn't you pass the Great Dao Breath Containment Technique to Mu Xiaojin? Come, come, come, the system will give it to her, and Chen Shen will take care of the baby at home.

  The actual situation is that Chen Shen still hasn't figured out what kind of technique it is. He knows how to use it, but he has no intention of inheriting it.

  So he planned to create a simplified version of the Qing Emperor Method, but with Chen Shen's current level, it can almost be said that he is making progress.

   But don’t worry, the time is still long, and there are still five thousand years to try.

  Of course, it shouldn't be created when Mu Xiaojin's Shouyuan is approaching.

   In the next few days, Chen Shen tried his best to heal Mu Xiaojin's injuries, and then the two played in the imperial city for a few days.

   "Why do you want to go out and relax these few days?" Mu Xiaojin asked with a smile. Her husband is strong in everything, but he is too cautious.

   "Senior Sister has just passed through life and death, so of course I have to relax and celebrate with you. Although I am a madman in cultivation, I can't neglect you." Chen Shen pinched his wife's pretty face and said seriously.

  After crossing the third floor of the tribulation, he became more calm. This time he played with Mu Xiaojin for half a month, and even left the imperial city to a famous historic site.

  After returning, Chen Shen went to the imperial mausoleum.

  The Golden Scale Tomb is opened, and a holy master will sit and discuss the Tao.

   "Brother Chen, you are here." Shi Can, who was sitting cross-legged in the air above the Lun Daochang, opened his eyes and said.

  Two hundred years have passed, and this person is already a holy master.

   "Now the Imperial Tomb is lively, much more exciting than before." Chen Shen said while sitting cross-legged beside him.

  Below, a group of luck masters discussing Dao are fighting each other, and some even use coffins as weapons to collide with each other, which is probably a real fire.

   "Hundreds of years, newcomers have become old seniors, and the luck geniuses who were comparable to you at the beginning are now golden scales." Shi Can said.

  There are a few geniuses in the imperial tomb, and their speed of practicing together with Qi Luck is comparable to that of Chen Shen.

  But the feeling he gave him was still a little bit worse, not as good as Chen Shen's proud demeanor back then, and he couldn't achieve a period of time when he was respected at all levels.

   A few hours later, the discussion ended, and the two met for a drink at Xianshenju.

   "Congratulations, brother Zhang, a unicorn has been born among the younger generations!"

   "With the best spiritual roots, you can definitely be called a super genius."

  Outside the imperial mausoleum, a group of people were congratulating a luck master.

  Extreme spiritual roots are not very popular in Dongzhou, and they cannot be compared with those holy sons, but they are still outstanding. For the luck masters, it is already an unattainable talent.

   "My junior is getting married today, would you like to go to the mansion for a glass of wedding wine?" the luck master Zhang said with a smile.

  This person is naturally Zhang Ping!

  Chen Shen and the two looked at Zhang Ping, who was full of stars, and passed by with expressionless faces.

  Since Duan Li left and the other party separated their relationship, the relationship between the few people has become less close and gradually drifted apart.

   "The little man succeeds!" Shi Can said with a cold snort after walking a long way.

  He still has a grudge in his heart, and he can't let it go.

   "Stop talking about this, go drink." Chen Shen said.

   On the second day, he began to refine Taoist tools.

  As his cultivation level improved, Chen Shen's comprehension in the Dao became more and more profound, and the Dao he mastered tended to be more complete.

  So the incomplete Dao weapon refined is stronger.

  In the 458th year of Mingren, he refined two Taoist weapons, not ice swords, but two fans, and the weapons carried the law of fire.

  Wishing the fan can fan out the real fire of the avenue and burn everything.

  After that, he went to the imperial tomb to clock in and go to work, guarding the center of the imperial tomb.

  In recent years, many holy masters have been produced in the imperial mausoleum one after another. In addition, the two cubs brought by Ming Ren back then have grown up and can initially suppress luck.

   "Brother Chen!" Just as he stepped into the True Dragon Luck Formation, a familiar and pleasantly surprised voice sounded.

   "How could it be you, Senior Yu?" Chen Shen was surprised that it was Shi Can.

   "I asked Senior Yu to drink a few times, and then I changed over. From now on, I will guard with you. We are new saints, so please bear with us." Shi Can laughed.

   "All right." Chen Shen nodded without saying anything.

  The center of the imperial mausoleum is very peaceful and tranquil, and there has been no major disturbance. Four years later.

  Boom!

  Beyond Daxia, in the territory of Taiyimen, there was a beam of dazzling light penetrating the sky, and then, where the light shone, a magnificent and simple palace appeared.

   "Hall of Thousands of Machines?" The nearby monks rushed over, all wondering.

  There are three words inscribed on the plaque of the palace: 'Hall of Thousands of Machines! '

   "This is a palace with a history. Whether it is the style or the decaying walls, it shows that this palace was definitely not built within a hundred thousand years!" An old man who loves to study the history of Dongzhou carefully looked at it and pondered.

  There were no obstacles in the palace, and many daring and adventurous monks pushed open the gate grandly.

  However, most of the strong men who came over did not go in, and waited outside.

   Several hours later, monks who entered it came back one after another.

   "There is a cave inside. It's a vast world. It seems to be a place of trials. I broke through a few levels and obtained a very powerful supernatural power." A monk described the situation inside.

   "Trial Palace? No danger?"

  The monks who learned a little about the situation swarmed up and all entered the trial.

  The inside is indeed a place of trials, it seems that it was specially built by a certain former fairy sect, so that the disciples of the sect can challenge and practice.

"The Palace of Thousand Machines, according to historical records, there was a gigantic fairy gate 300,000 years ago, who was good at refining weapons. This palace was specially built for disciples to practice. They can get rewards for clearing customs, mental skills, magical powers, weapons, and medicines. , everything you need!"

  People with great influence find out the details of the palace.

  When the news came out, the world was shaken, and the most exciting thing was the arrogance from all walks of life.

  The palace is restricted by rules, only the monks who are fit can enter the experience, and there is an arena where peers compete, the effect is no worse than the time bracelet of Misty Sect.

  Suddenly, the geniuses and wizards of the various immortal sects came together.

  Compared with peers, you can also get treasures from the collection, so why not do it.

   "It's another heavenly feast, so much so that I want to participate in it." In the center of the imperial tomb, Shi Can was a little moved when he heard the news.

  He heard it, there are all kinds of treasures in it, and it’s not like there have been ones who have improved their talents.

   "A group of geniuses, why do you go over there, not to mention guarding the center of the imperial tomb, do you dare to go?" Chen Shen shrugged and said.

  Outside, the two unparalleled geniuses are also on the road, and will go to the Palace of Thousand Machines to practice.

   Countless people are excited for a while, are two geniuses of the same era going to meet, Wushuang vs. Wushuang, who can win?

  A few days later, the two Wushuang entered the palace at the same time.

   "These two are really fierce. They passed the level easily and broke the previous record." A genius who walked out of the Palace of Thousand Machines said.

  Ten days later, a handsome and extraordinary figure appeared outside the hall, causing the monks around to shake.

   "Daozong Wushuang, he came out ahead of time, doesn't it mean that the one from Misty Sect won?" Someone exclaimed.

   "I lost!" Dao Zong Wushuang said truthfully, his eyes were a little dazed, and it was difficult to accept the result.

   "The Misty Sect is definitely the protagonist of this era. It is possible to honor the future and unify Dongzhou!" Many people were disappointed.

  In comparison, they hoped that Daozong's Wushuang would win.

   Misty San Wushuang has a great chance of being honored in the future. It is not the result they want to see, and they don't want their family to dominate.

   It can be said that Dao Zong Wushuang is not only placed high hopes by Dao Zong, but also other immortal sects are looking forward to this being stronger.

   In the end, they were still defeated. Misty Immortal Sect is trying to overlook the world!

  In the final analysis, both of them have similar talent and Taoism. Wushuang, who lost in Daozong, has no famous teacher to guide him. Others don't know, but Chen Shen knows that Bai Ling is a former Mahayana, and he naturally has deeper insights when he teaches his disciples.

   "The reward for the last level of the trial is a Taoist weapon, which is a pity." Dao Zong Wushuang whispered, still in a daze.

Then.

  That night, dozens of strong men came at the same time.

   "Let everyone come out, and the field will be cleared!" An old man said forcefully.

  Many people rolled their eyes and wanted to ask, who are you, dare to speak like that?

  However, when he saw the face of the other party, he shut up immediately. It was Du Jie, holding a Taoist weapon.

   There are portraits of the crossing catastrophe of each immortal sect, and everyone knows them.

   "You don't need them to come out, just break the palace, and the law will be lifted naturally." A king-level array mage said.

   "Seniors, this will be a good place for juniors to practice, why break it?" A young Tianjiao expressed his confusion.

   "I want to practice at home and practice at home, and I want to meet my peers at the Fairy Fairy Meeting. We have completed this palace!" A Du Jie said expressionlessly.

  Obviously, all Dujie families have reached a consensus.

  Boom!

  In the middle of the night, the vicinity of the palace was cleared, and each Dujie held a Taoist weapon to forcefully break the laws in the palace.

   Afterwards, the major tribulations crossed the border like locusts, destroying all the rules of those checkpoints, and ransacking all the pills and cheats.

  Of course, the most important thing is the Taoist weapon in the final trial.

  Boom!

  That night, the long night was bright, and the colorful laws shone in the sky.

   Dujie and others fought for it.

   On the second day, the results of the battle came. There were three Dao artifacts in total. Daxia, Misty Sect, and Taiyi Sect each got one, and the rest of the Immortal Sects competed for several heavenly medicines.

   "It's really annoying. It's a good training place. How could it be ransacked by these high-ranking Dujies? It's shameless."

  In the center of the Imperial Mausoleum, Shi Can was indignant after hearing the news. He also thought that if he had the opportunity, he would go to the Hall of Thousand Machines to experience it. Anyway, his life would not be in danger.

   "Didn't you find out that the news of the Dao artifacts in Qianji Palace came from Daozong Wushuang." Chen Shen said.

   "He was defeated by Misty Wushuang, if the immortal sects didn't make a move, Misty Wushuang would definitely pack the Dao weapon.

   This is definitely not the result that everyone wants to see. The other immortals don't care about the rest of the rewards. It doesn't matter how much he gets for Misty Wushuang. "

"But when it comes to Dao artifacts, each additional piece represents the improvement of the sect's foundation. There are three unparalleled ones, and we can already foresee how terrible the future will be. If we give them a few more Dao artifacts, we will not be able to live in the future. gone?"

   "This is also the reason why Dao Zong Wushuang said such things unintentionally, and then Xianmen Dujie came at night."

   "I see." Shi Can suddenly understood and felt relieved.

   "However, I think what the various immortal sects do is meaningless, unless they conspire to kill one or two of Misty Wushuang."

  Chen Shen said again, adding from the bottom of his heart:

   "As long as you kill that woman, everything will be fine."

  (end of this chapter)