Chapter 547: Hundreds of Worlds Gather on the Ancient World Stage At the age of seventeen, he achieved the pinnacle of Dao Fire, and his aptitude is naturally top-notch among the younger generation. Li Guanrong stood beside him, wearing the prince's clothes, with his hands behind his back, and said, "Lingyi, your brothers are all already Divine Platform cultivators, but you are the only one who is still at the peak of Daohuo. You are my son, the great-grandson of Gu Xianren. How many people in the world are watching you, you must remember this, this time when you enter the Tongtian Tower, you can only win. If you lose, it will be a disgrace to my Li royal family and the reputation of your great-grandfather. Just wait and see how I deal with you then!" Li Lingyi took a deep breath, his face firm, and said, "Don't worry, father, I will definitely take down the position of the master of this tower!" "If you take the position of the gate master and defeat all the Taoist fire cultivators in the world, you can enter the ancient world and seize a great opportunity. It depends on you whether you can seize this opportunity." Li Guanrong nodded slightly, looking majestic in front of his son. Li Guanrong's eldest son, Li Yuze, slapped Li Lingyi on the shoulder and said with a big smile: "Fourth brother, you can't bring shame to our Li family. It's because I have reached the third level of the divine platform, otherwise you wouldn't have the chance to get such a good thing!" The corner of Li Lingyi's mouth twitched. The slap was quite painful. Li Guanrong suddenly looked at Li Yuze with an unfriendly look, his face darkened, and he said, "Didn't I ask you to learn how to handle court affairs in the Regent Hall? Why hasn't it passed yet today?" Li Yuze's expression froze. His father, as the crown prince, didn't want to stay in the Regent Hall and stare at him every day. As his great-grandfather said, Sima Zhao's intention is known to everyone. Although he didn't know who Sima Zhao was, he doubted whether his father gave birth to him so early because he didn't want to inherit the throne. How can being an emperor be as free and easy as being a practitioner? He wanted to refute but had no way to open his mouth. If he made a mistake, his father, the crown prince, would definitely hang him up and beat him. No one dared to say anything.

I can't beat him, but as a human being, what else can I do? Just be obedient! "I'll be right there." Li Yuze bowed, took three steps back, turned around and left. Li Guanrong snorted and said, "Also, don't hang out with your Second Uncle Wang all day. You won't learn anything good from him, but his lazy nature." At this moment, the prince's chief guard brought someone in. "Meet His Highness the Crown Prince!" Li Guanrong fixed his eyes on the young man behind the chief guard and said with a smile, "You are Meng Yi's seventh son, right?" "Replying to the Crown Prince, I am the junior Meng Jing." Meng Jing, with a pale face, could not hide his excitement and nervousness. This was the Crown Prince of the current dynasty, a great cultivator of the ninth level of the divine platform, and he never thought that he would be able to see him in person today. "I heard that you saw the gatekeeper?" Li Guanrong said. "I was lucky enough to pass three levels and fight with him, but this guy is really strong. I was no match for him and was defeated before I could last more than thirty moves! If I hadn't retreated in time, I would have been chopped down by his sword." Meng Jing felt a little ashamed. The battle of Tower of Babel is different from that of Ladder to Heaven, in that it is not the soul but the real body that is led in. Li Guanrong smiled and said, "It's not easy to pass the three tests. The person who took the test is also a top-notch person in the Dao Fire Realm of the outside sect. It's normal to be defeated by him. It's not shameful. I asked you to come here this time to tell me about this person's situation." "Junior understands. Thank you for your teachings, Your Highness." Meng Jing bowed. "Come on, Lingyi, listen carefully." "Yes!" Li Lingyi actually didn't want to take advantage of this and wanted to have a fair fight with the cultivators from the outside world, but this battle might be related to the reputation of the Qianyuan Realm and his own path, so he didn't cling to the thoughts in his mind. Meng Jing greeted Li Lingyi again, and then said in a deep voice: "The man guarding the gate is at the peak of Daohuo realm, his body is extremely strong, and he is proficient in swordsmanship. Before I was defeated, I stabbed him with my sword, but it didn't penetrate an inch and couldn't go any further..." …… Inside the Tower of Babel, the fourth level, this place is divided into a valley with a radius of about ten miles. Di Chen was guarding the front of the pass. He wiped the blood off the knife with a cloth, his expression indifferent. It was just the Linglong Realm, he didn't take it seriously at all, he just regarded it as his whetstone. Breaking through the divine platform is a breakthrough in spiritual will. Relying on the Dao fire to condense the will, finally breaking through the barriers and condensing the soul.

As a disciple of Shengtian Sect, he practiced the "Blood Prison Body Forging Sutra". Every step forward was accompanied by the flashing of swords and the pain of being cut by thousands of blades. The people in Linglong Realm are rich in resources and are like spoiled children. How can they be his opponents? He didn't know how much time had passed in the outside world, but he had spent more than a year here, and no one who had fought with him had ever been able to withstand a hundred moves from him. Moreover, in this world, nectar will fall after every battle, and any injury can be healed in a moment. During these battles, his sword intent reached a higher level, and he had faintly touched the edge of condensing his soul. This battle to defend the gate is a tempering and a warm-up for him. The real challenge of the road of trial is in the third stage: the battle of the ancient world platform. Many sects in the cultivation world and the top talents in the Linglong world gather here to test the world and compete for opportunities. He sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes and saw another opponent appearing. The visitor was also a young man, wearing extraordinary clothes, even the pendant around his waist was made of top-grade jade, and it was obvious that he came from a prominent family. There was a hint of murderous intent in Di Chen's eyes. He came from a poor family and had experienced life and death to have such luck. He hated people like this the most. The only pity is that he is too difficult to kill. There are over a hundred people who have fought with him, but only a few have been killed by his sword. When Li Lingyi saw Di Chen, a cold light also flashed in his eyes. He had heard people talk about the past of Qianyuan Realm. During those endless years, there were too many blood debts. "Are you from Shengtian Sect?" Li Lingyi said lightly, holding a long sword in his hand. Di Chen sneered and didn't say anything because it was meaningless! He shot up and slashed down with his long sword like a streak of silk. Li Lingyi raised his eyebrows and swung his sword. In an instant, the flashes of swords and shadows filled the valley, and the sounds of weapons clashing were endless. After a while, a blazing Dao fire ignited, and the battle between the two became more intense. Di Chen went from initially despising him to respecting him, and finally to being extremely shocked. The man in front of him was completely different from the one he had met before. He was superior to him in both skills and true energy, and even his physical body was not inferior to his in the slightest. He roared and used his secret technique like a madman, but Li Lingyi still responded calmly. Di Chen was born in a wealthy family and had extraordinary aptitude. He had experienced life and death, which was indeed good. However, Li Lingyi was the great-grandson of Gu Yuanqing. He practiced the top method deduced by Dao Yan. He had been using all kinds of natural treasures to refine his body since he was a child. He drank spiritual water, ate spiritual materials, and tempered himself every day during the years when the ladder was lowered. Afterwards, there were people who accompanied him in practice. How could he be inferior to him? Suddenly, Di Chen groaned, retreated ten feet, and his body was covered with scars. Li Lingyi sneered: "Nothing more than that!" After a while, Dayi Huantian stepped closer to him and cut off his head with a sword, and the battle came to an abrupt end. Li Lingyi looked at the corpses and bloodstains slowly disappearing from the ground, and finally smiled. "I will be the master of the Tongtian Tower in Qianyuan Realm!" Suddenly, colorful rays of light fell on Li Lingyi's body. He immediately sat down cross-legged and practiced his skills. The colorful rays of light slowly sank into his body. There was a wave outside the Tower of Babel, and the gemstone on the top suddenly shone with colorful rays of light, which spread rapidly and spread throughout the entire Qianyuan Realm in an instant. Then, it disappeared in a flash, and the Tower of Babel returned to normal. Gu Yuanqing smiled, and he could feel that the origin of the entire realm seemed to have grown a little bit. "This is the reward from the Tower of Babel for someone from our Qianyuan Realm who killed the person undergoing the trial! The rules of this trial road are quite interesting. Both the inner and outer realms are trials. I just wonder if this person is Li Lingyi?" Within the Qianyuan realm. Liao Xu was slightly stunned when he looked at the Tower of Babel. The Qianyuan Realm actually won. Although this kind of thing did happen in the Linglong Realm, it was too rare.

Because the great Dao within the Linglong Realm is lacking, it is common sense that cultivators from the outside world are one level stronger than cultivators from the Linglong Realm at the same level. At the same time, the outside trialists are also differentiated on the trial road. The farther they go, the stronger they are, and the stronger the Linglong realm they fall into is also. Judging from the figures on the ladder, those who fell into the Qianyuan Realm were not too weak among the trial-takers. "This world is not simple!" Liao Xu whispered to himself, but he was only slightly surprised and did not feel strange. After all, this place has the inheritance of the Yin-Yang master, and on some levels it is comparable to those top sects. The Qianyuan Realm was also in an uproar. As the saying goes, honor and disgrace are shared. If one's own realm wins, not only will one gain benefits, but one will also have face. In the blink of an eye, another five days have passed. The Tower of Babel once again shone with colorful light, which was another reward for the Qianyuan Realm by adding to the origin of the realm. Then the entire tower suddenly turned into a phantom and slowly dissipated. Li Lingyi's body appeared in the Prince's Mansion again. In just five days, his aura was completely different. The sharp sword energy shot up into the sky, and the trees, flowers and plants nearby were instantly shattered when it touched them. After a long moment, the aura was finally restrained. He bowed to Li Guanrong who was waiting beside him and said, "Father, I have fulfilled your mission!" "As expected of my son, you have not brought shame to me. Have a good rest and prepare for the battle on the Ancient Realm Stage tomorrow! All the people from the 108 Linglong Realms will be watching. If you perform well, I will go to see Grandfather for you and grant you the surname Gu! I will ask Grandfather to teach you personally." At this point, Li Guanrong laughed out loud, feeling that this was a good idea of ​​his. Since he couldn't have the surname Gu, he had to choose one of his sons to have the surname Gu. What he didn't know was that the action he took today would become the rules of the Qianyuan Realm in the future. For countless years to come, the emperors of the Li Dynasty would pick a person named Gu who could not inherit the throne but was outstanding enough, and send him to Beiquan Cave to practice, so as to maintain the relationship between the royal family of the Daqian Dynasty and the Gu family. Gu Yuanqing watched from afar and smiled silently, but he would not refuse. Whether the surname is Li or Gu, they are all his blood. The next morning. Li Lingyi in the Prince's Mansion was covered in a flash of light, and was then pulled to the ancient world stage by some force. Li Chengyi, Li Guanrong, Li Shian, Ji Dai and the other four all felt that the Qianyuan Realm Order was trembling slightly and emitting light. Several people knew what was going to happen today and had been prepared. They had taken precautions, their minds were touched, and their spiritual will went straight to the ancient world stage. Gu Yuanqing is different. He only needs to separate one path to enter, and the power of the ancient world will gather to condense his body on the ancient world platform. The Ancient Realm Platform is not what it used to be. Nine hundred and ninety-nine steps rise from the ground, and there is a barrier covering the steps. Directly above it, the Qiankun Wanxiang Mirror was suspended, emitting a thousand-foot-long light and projecting the scene within the barrier into the air. At the bottom of the steps, many cultivators also came to watch the excitement, although the fight for the Dao Fetus was nothing to the cultivators who could come here. But this is a rare event, and it is nice to come and see the excitement after practicing. There are also some cultivators from Linglong Realm who have surpassed those who have passed the trials in the outside world and entered the final battle. These people are all the geniuses of the younger generation in their respective realms. Just come and see the younger generations of your own sects. Moreover, in the trial battle, the lords of various realms will appear, and many cultivators would like to get to know them. Above the Ancient Realm Platform, there are one hundred and eight floating platforms. The Lords who hold the Realm Orders sit high on them, overlooking the trial field below. The trial field, seemingly occupying only a few miles in radius from the outside, is actually extremely vast, with various scenes including mountains, forests, grasslands, swamps, and seas of fire. People from all walks of life are scattered everywhere. The rules are very simple. The ranking is determined according to the time of elimination and withdrawal. The closer you are to the front, the greater the chance you get.

One hundred and eight realms, that is, one hundred and eight people. Even if there are multiple trial-takers falling down in each realm, in the end there is only one winner in each realm. However, on the floating platform, most people's eyes did not fall on the battlefield that had already started, but looked at Qianyuanjie's seat. It is also easy to confirm that there are familiar faces in many realms and I have seen them more or less. Only those from the Qianyuan Realm were unfamiliar faces, or had only seen portraits of them. Lu Zeyu from the Phantom World stood up first and greeted with a smile: "Brother Gu, long time no see!" Gu Yuanqing stood up, clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "Master Lu, long time no see." "Brother Dao, if you have time, you can come and sit by the Wuliang River." Gu Yuanqing laughed: "If I have time, I will definitely come to visit." Baili Jinghong of Sanyang Sect also looked at Gu Yuanqing, his face expressionless and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. The leader of the Wuchen Sect, Xuanjun Zhenren, also greeted Gu Yuanqing from a distance. Gu Yuanqing was a great Yin-Yang cultivator and had grievances with the Sanyang Sect, so he was naturally his friend. Although the leaders or elders of the major sects in Linglong Realm, such as Fanyin Sect, Lingye Sect, Yanshen Sect, and Minghai Palace, did not greet each other intentionally, they all nodded when their eyes met. As for the Ancient World, the Son of God Ye Xuanxiao was sitting on the seat. His eyes also fell on Gu Yuanqing. After the others greeted him, he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Gu, I finally met the real person today." Gu Yuanqing looked over and asked, "Who are you?" "Ye Xuanxiao from the Ancient World." "Oh, it turns out to be the Son of God of the Taikoo Divine Sect. Nice to meet you." Gu Yuanqing said indifferently. Ye Xuanxiao said: "I wanted to invite you to meet me last time, but unfortunately you were busy with your work." Gu Yuanqing smiled and said, "I am indeed sorry, but I cannot leave because of something else. However, if you really have something to say, it is the same now." Ye Xuanxiao smiled meaningfully: "Forget it, Daoist friend, as a great Yin-Yang cultivator, naturally you can't look down on this opportunity on the mountain. If there is a chance in the future, let's talk alone." (End of this chapter)