When Yu Ziqing was about to leave, he looked at the remaining piece of red cloth in his hand.

Like a red cloth soaked with blood, it changed again at this moment, turning into dark red, red and black.

The power contained on it also changed again, as if this red cloth was the incarnation of death.

Yu Ziqing put it away, took one last look at the empty void, opened the Bridge to Fairyland, and returned to Dadui.

He placed the red cloth, supported by a new blank tablet, in the small temple of the Sun-Destroying Demon again.

Let him replace the Sun-Destroying Demon and continue to maintain the beheading season in Jiachen City.

Just leave it as a thought.

Those who seek the truth in this way must leave a name.

Yu Ziqing's comfortable life has officially begun.

A hundred years later.

Yu Ziqing's way of refining the gods advanced to the tenth level silently, and the practice of the hungry ghost way had no bottlenecks before the tenth level.

After reaching the tenth level, and continuing to advance, for him, strength actually doesn't mean much anymore.

At this time, he clearly felt that the eleventh level should be the limit.

There is no twelfth level at all. The twelfth level just disappeared, or merged with the Tao, just like the ascetics back then.

If he wants to advance to the eleventh level, he wants to do something for the hungry ghost path itself and for the foundation of all hungry ghosts.

This was quite satisfactory to Yu Ziqing. He really didn't want to practice hard anymore, so he might as well work, at least he would have something to do.

Another three hundred years have passed, and Yu Ziqing's body refining is still stuck at the peak of the ninth level, with no sign of breakthrough.

However, Li Chang made a breakthrough.

Based on the control beyond the extreme, relying on the purest control, he rushed to the tenth level abruptly.

It's not a breakthrough, it's directly entering the tenth level...

After waiting for so many years and constantly asking questions for the director, Yu Ziqing was finally able to make a breakthrough. Yu Ziqing was overjoyed.

"Chief, congratulations, it's my turn now."

"Huh?" The director looked at Yu Ziqing, a little confused.

"Come on, beat me to death, and I will be able to break through. I can't find anyone except you, old man, who might have a chance to beat me to death."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Really, I'm not lying. I found a way to break through hundreds of years ago, but I can't break through on my own.

Whether I am reborn with a drop of blood or I am immortal, these are actually my weaknesses.

Because I was afraid of death, in the end the magical power itself turned into a restraint, trapping me in it.

I have to practice physical training and be beaten to death by physical training again before I can break through.

Don't worry, I have been studying for many years and have been fully prepared.

You must try your best and never hold back."

Yu Ziqing tried hard to explain it for a long time, but finally came forward and tried to persuade him, and the village chief believed him.

After confirming that even if Yu Ziqing's body was beaten to the point of being completely destroyed, he would still be fine, the head of the village took action.

With just one punch, Yu Ziqing felt as if the power of the entire world had rolled away and abandoned him.

The whole world, all the power, stood behind Li Chang, blessing that punch.

All he saw was a fist that seemed to be infinitely large and struck towards him.

And the next moment, nothing could be seen.

His body, which was said to be invincible to anyone, was instantly turned into powder under the extreme burst of Li Chang's ultimate control.

The moment a drop of golden blood appears, it evaporates on the spot. This is the purest power.

It's not the same power as a tiger.

At that moment, Yu Ziqing disappeared in mid-air on the spot, and his consciousness disappeared.

At that moment, Yu Ziqing's consciousness flickered, as if he saw a beach filled with nothing but deathly silence.

There were only black, white and gray there. I saw a bloody mandala flower blooming on the rocks by the sea. It was the only color that decorated this dead silence.

But just for a moment, his consciousness fell into silence.

After Li Chang punched him, everything in front of him was wiped away, even the air was gone.

A large amount of airflow rolled back to fill the gap here.

After Yu Ziqing's consciousness disappeared, it appeared out of thin air and condensed again.

The immortal magical power was activated to the maximum extent, forcing Yu Ziqing to come back and reshape his body.

By the way, let his body cross the last boundary.

Yu Ziqing fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep, thus entering the tenth level of body refining.

The last trial is completed.

After a long time, Yu Zi woke up leisurely and scratched his head.

"I...I seem to have seen the Immortal Mandala, but I can't remember clearly."

Seeing that Yu Ziqing was awake, the manager secretly breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his hands behind his back, shook his head and left. As he walked, he followed Shidu with a hint of worry.

"You said, is there something wrong with our Jinlanshan philosophy?

You see, Ziqing’s breakthroughs all smell like cheap shit.”

"..."

He started to speak but stopped, and finally rolled his eyelids.

"Don't ask me, my talent is too poor and I am only at the eighth level of body training. How could I possibly know."

"Didn't you teach the way of refining the gods?"

"Don't you know that there is a conflict between god refining and body refining?"

"Isn't there no conflict now?"

"I don't know, don't ask me."

The two old men walked away quietly.

Yu Ziqing just lay on the grass and thought about it for a while. He seemed to be a bit cheap.

Why has his path to breakthrough always been so strange?

…

Many years later, under the mountains and abyss.

The tiger has almost completely recovered the mountains and abyss.

The power that he had not been able to control until now was condensed into an axe.

He held the ax in both hands and struck down the greedy demon king who had gone crazy.

The terrifying power cuts through the darkness and draws the Great Demon of Greed into it.

Feeling the power this time, the Great Demon King of Greed laughed wildly with joy.

"Tiger, you are done! You are going to be done! Ha...hahaha..."

Following the wild laughter of the Great Demon King of Greed, he gradually disappeared in the light.

The tiger held the ax and looked at the annihilation of the greedy devil, looking up to the sky and laughing.

"It's finally done, it's done!"

He has been concentrating here, constantly controlling, and has been trying for so long with the Great Demon King of Greed as his target.

He drove a good demon king to madness, and even more expected the tiger to succeed than the tiger himself, so that he could be liberated as soon as possible.

Today, the tiger can finally rely on his own power, the purest power, to kill the immortal demon king.

He was filled with joy, and after confirming many times that the Great Demon King of Greed had really been killed by him, he couldn't wait to leave the abyss.

After years of seclusion, he wanted to share this joy with Yu Ziqing.

He flew out of the abyss and came to Jinlan Mountain.

Falling from the sky, I saw from a distance that the manager was playing chess with an old man. The manager was still noisily asking for twenty-four pieces, otherwise he would not play.

The tiger looked at the old man opposite the headmaster and stood blankly on the spot.

He couldn't help shouting, and his tone changed a little.

"Shijun?"

Hajime looked up and saw the tiger, and immediately said hello with a smile.
To be continued...