"The master of Haotian Tower is a powerful man from the Divine Emperor realm, and he is called Taixu Divine Emperor."

Seeing Jiang Chu's doubts, the old man in white robe continued: "If Xie Ming was the root of the world, the God Emperor could suppress it. How could he become what he is now? What's more, we still have the God Emperor!"

"Divine Emperor God Emperor? Could it be an existence that is more powerful than the Chixiao God King?" Jiang Chu couldn't help asking.

"Do you know the Chixiao God King?" The old man in white robe was slightly stunned, and then suddenly said: "I understand. You have seen the Rongdao Heavenly Monument. Otherwise, your Golden Emperor's immortal body would not be able to achieve great success."

"What the senior said is not bad at all." Jiang Chu said hurriedly.

He knew his situation and could not hide it from the other party's eyes. It would be better to admit it simply.

"The realm of a god and a man is similar to a saint." The old man in white robe added, obviously explaining to Jiang Chu.

"So that's it." Jiang Chu immediately understood.

"The suppression is similar to Xie Ming, and is called a lich." The old man in white robe said: "I have been guarding here for thousands of years. It won't take long. This lich may be in troubled times."

"Is there a way to deal with it?" Jiang Chu asked again.

"These things are not the issues you should consider now. What you have to do is to keep getting stronger." The old man in white robe glanced at Jiang Chu and said, "You are very good. If you keep working hard, you may be able to enter the divine realm in the future. Only when you reach that level can you make a difference in troubled times, and all the gods and men are ants!"

"A saint is also an ant?" Jiang Chu was stunned.

"You are about to become saint now, are you?" The old man in white robe glanced at Jiang Chu again, and then said strangely: "No, your realm and strength should be able to become saint, why are you stuck?"

"Can you see it at the senior?" Jiang Chu suddenly felt a terrifying wave in his heart.

"Don't move, let's see..." The old man in white robe waved his hand, and a ball of purple air wrapped Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu only felt that he was wrapped in a peerless horror.

At this moment, he was like the tiny dust in the starry sky.

As long as the other party is willing, you can destroy yourself at any time.

"I'm having a big deal now! I've provoked such a terrifying existence!"

"This person is either the Holy Emperor, or the Holy Emperor! It is easier for him to kill me than to kill an ant."

"Forget it, things have come to this point, let it go. It's a blessing or a disaster, it's a disaster."

Thinking of this, Jiang Chu's mentality immediately gathered.

Feeling the purple air around him, he began to wonder about the other party's identity.

"This ball of purple aura is exactly the same as that of the Sect Master Ziwei."

"It seems that this old man has a very big background and is very likely to be the old leader of Ziwei Sect!"

Jiang Chu already understood that the technique that could emit purple qi must be practiced by the sect leader.

Since the old man in white robe can do it, and he is very proficient, his identity is definitely not simple.

After more than a dozen breaths, the purple air gradually dissipated.

The face of the old man in white robe became even more confused.

"Your martial arts are very strange... I can't see through it... It seems that your chance is very terrifying." The old man in white robe said with a serious expression, "You follow me, let's have a good talk."

Obviously, the old man in white robe saw what Jiang Chu was special, so he treated Jiang Chu differently.

Everything is still strength.

Jiang Chu did not speak, followed the old man in white robe and walked forward.

Soon, the two of them arrived in a cave.

The grotto is not big, only a few meters in radius, and there are many formations arranged around it. It should be the usual residence of the old man in white robe.

"sit."

The old man in white robe waved his hand and suddenly a stone table and two round stools appeared on the ground in front of him.

Jiang Chu sat down as he said.

"What kind of martial arts are you practicing? Tell me about it, maybe you can help you advance." said the old man in white robe.

Speaking of this, the old man seemed to have thought of something and suddenly smiled bitterly: "Forgot to introduce himself, I have been the leader of Ziwei Sect, Wuchenzi, so you can rest assured to me."

"I've seen senior." Jiang Chu hugged his fists, then pondered for a moment, and said, "The martial arts practiced by the younger generation are a magic technique... called the Taishang Yuqing technique. Unfortunately, the martial arts are incomplete, so he cannot enter the holy realm."

Jiang Chu did this not because he did not trust Wu Chenzi, but because he was always guarding against others.

If the other party is ill-behaved, Jiang Chu would have to pass the Taishang Yuqing Jue to the other party, which would not cause much damage to him.

If the Taixuanyan Heavenly God Art is said, the consequences will be unpredictable.

"Taishang Yuqing Art?" Wu Chenzi was slightly stunned, and then said, "Yes, if you want to suppress Xie Ming, you not only need the Haotian Tower, but also the divine power of this magic artifact. You should have seen this magic artifact."

"But this magic trick is so ancient and difficult to understand. You can actually practice it, and it is extraordinary."

Seeing Wu Chenzi's performance, Jiang Chu felt relieved.

Although the other party was surprised, he did not show too much abnormality, nor did he feel greedy at all.

Jiang Chu couldn't help feeling ashamed.

It seems that it is my villain's heart.

But thinking about it, the other party has lived for a long time, and his heart is tenacious. He has never seen any storms. A magic trick is not enough to make him use any means.

Wu Chenzi did not notice Jiang Chu's expression, but explained: "The divine techniques practiced by the God King are all ancient methods, which are completely different from the current methods of cultivation. What they pay more attention to is cultivating the mind."

Wu Chenzi spoke slowly, but his words hit the nail on the head and pointed at the key points. Obviously, he really understood these things.

"Please give me some advice." Jiang Chu clasped his fists again and treated him with the courtesy of his younger generation.

"Since I said I would help you, I will naturally not hide my own private parts." Wu Chenzi waved his hand and said, "The ancient god technique is different from the current practice method. If you become a saint in the current method, it is obviously impossible. Even if you force yourself to become a saint, you will still be a false saint. If the Taoist foundation is unstable, there will be problems one day."

"So, if you want to become a saint, you must follow the ancient methods." Wu Chenzi said.

"Then, what is the ancient method?" Jiang Chu couldn't help asking.

Wu Chenzi did not answer, but smiled slightly and asked, "Do you know, what is a saint?"

When Jiang Chu heard this, he was stunned.

This question was also the question he wanted to explore the most before.

Although he already has a holy level practice method, if he wants to become a saint, it is not just a martial art.

If he wants to become a saint, he still needs to understand the artistic conception by himself, pass the test, and strengthen his mind for Taoism.

For example, the previous state, the heart of ruthlessness, the heart of affection, the heart of killing...

These are all things that he needs to feel, perceive and transcend.

Now, the same is true.

If he has martial arts but cannot escape the shackles of this realm, he will not be able to advance.
Chapter completed!