Wang Peng gradually walked up Buzhou Mountain. The higher he went, the stronger the pressure of the Vast Expanse became.
Within this pressure, there was a trace of the aura of the Great Dao.
Wang Peng couldn't help but close his eyes to feel the aura.
This was the aura left behind by the Great God Pangu.
The Great God Pangu created the Untainted Land and transformed his spine into Mount Buzhou, supporting the Untainted Land.
It could be said that Buzhou Mountain inherited the will of Great God Pangu.
A shocking scene appeared in Wang Peng's mind.
In the boundless primal chaos, the will of the primal chaos surged wildly. Earth, wind, water, and fire surged continuously, and primal chaos divine lightning tore through space.
Great God Pangu stood on the Chaos Green Lotus, the Jade Plate of Creation above his head, and the Pangu Axe in his hand. He kept slashing out mysterious trajectories.
Every time he swung the axe, the power of natural laws would pour out from the axe, splitting the chaotic space.
The Qi of Chaos surged and separated crazily. The clear Qi rose and the turbid Qi sank. The Untainted Land and Heaven began to open.
Suddenly, 3,000 Chaos Fiend Gods attacked aggressively, wanting to stop Pangu from opening the sky and vindicating his Dao.
Pangu's expression did not change as he killed the 3,000 Demon Gods one by one.
During this process, the Chaos Green Lotus was shattered by the 3,000 Demon Gods, and the Creation Jade Disk was also shattered into several pieces.
Pangu's Essence Soul was exhausted, and his Dharmic powers were exhausted. He could no longer vindicate his Dao, and the world gradually closed.
Pangu roared. His feet stepped on the ground and his hands reached the sky, supporting the Primordial Heaven and Earth again.
In the end, Pangu's Primordial Spirit Dharmic powers were completely exhausted, and the great god of a generation completely died.
His eyes turned into the sun and moon stars, his hair turned into billions of ancient stars, and everything on his body evolved into all living things in the primordial world.
It was constantly perfecting the world that Pangu had created.
"Motherf * cker, this is so touching!"
Wang Peng suddenly had the urge to cry.
Sacrificing himself for the sake of the Untainted Land, how magnanimous was Pangu?
Wang Peng shook his head and quickly drove away the feeling.
He came to Buzhou Mountain to search for treasures, not to listen to the ten touching stories.
If he was converted into a good person like Hongyun, then it would be a big joke.
Great God Pangu had his Dao. Wang Peng respected and admired him very much.
However, Wang Peng had his own way!
"I will walk my own path!"
Wang Peng's eyes were filled with determination. He was no longer affected by the pressure of the Vast Expanse and strode toward the top of the mountain.
Wang Peng spread out his immortal consciousness and kept exploring every corner of Buzhou Mountain, searching for traces of the spiritual roots.
Of course, Connate Numinous treasures and spiritual roots all had their own array formations to conceal the heavenly secrets. Ordinary immortal senses could not detect them at all.
Therefore, wherever Wang Peng's immortal sense couldn't find out, he would immediately go and investigate.
Buzhou Mountain was very big. Just from the height of Buzhou Mountain, one could see how vast it was.
Wang Peng had only reached the Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal Realm, so his immortal sense could not cover the entire Buzhou Mountain.
In fact, it couldn't even cover one ten-thousandth of Buzhou Mountain.
Furthermore, Buzhou Mountain was the territory of the Qilin Race.
As one of the three overlords of the Untainted Land, the Qilin Tribe was domineering, but they didn't take Buzhou Mountain as their private territory.
They didn't mind other cultivators going up Mount Buzhou, nor were they afraid that some of these cultivators had evil intentions.
This was the strong confidence of a primeval overlord!
However, since the Qilin Race didn't stop Wang Peng, Wang Peng still had to be wary of the Qilin Race and didn't use his immortal sense to investigate recklessly.
Awesome but not pretentious!
This was Wang Peng's code of conduct.
Wang Peng was still very weak compared to the veteran top mighty figures. He tried to keep a low profile.
If he did not have the strength to force himself to act tough, he might be turned into ashes by an even stronger existence one day.
As a result, Wang Peng's search speed was even slower.
There was an advantage to being slow. The slower one was, the more careful one would be and the less mistakes one would make.
After careful investigation, Wang Peng did not find any spiritual treasures, but he did find many spiritual roots!
Amongst them, there were even Yellow Middle Plum, an existence with five great spiritual roots!
Wang Peng was excited!
This trip was not in vain!
He had picked up a treasure!
It was said that the Yellow Plum would bloom once every ten thousand years and bear fruit once every ten thousand years. It would only ripen after another ten thousand years, and there would only be nine fruits after thirty thousand years.
Its shape was like a lotus flower, and its fruit was like a pearl pistil.
It got its name because the flowers and fruits all had the word "Huang Zhong" on them.
If Wang Peng had already become a saint, he might not have taken it to heart.
However, for Wang Peng, who was only at the Grand Unity Mystic Immortal realm, the Yellow Middle Plum was definitely very helpful in his cultivation.
Wang Peng immediately took away the Yellow Middle Plum that was hidden in the array, along with the soil.
Wang Peng continued to search for other spiritual treasures and spiritual roots. The legendary magical gourd vine and the banana fan seemed to be here as well.
Perhaps because the other party was too high-level and had not yet reached the best time to appear, the Heavenly Dao had covered it up very thoroughly.
Therefore, Wang Peng couldn't find it for a long time.
Just as Wang Peng was about to retreat, an unfriendly voice came like thunder.
"Wu Na cultivator, this is the territory of the Qilin Race. You have been sneaking around here for many years.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a black suit descended from the sky with a group of Qilin Race cultivators and blocked Wang Peng's path.
"So what if it's the territory of the Qilin Race? Buzhou Mountain is transformed from the backbone of the Great God Pangu. It doesn't belong to your Qilin Race.!”
Wang Peng sneered coldly.
If others respect me, I will respect them!
If anyone provokes me, I will return the favor a hundredfold!
The Qilin Race's Wang Peng did not want to provoke them, but the other party had already come knocking on his door. There was nothing to say!
One word, f * ck him! Kill him!
The middle-aged man smiled coldly." Of course, other cultivators can. But you, a Water Tribe cultivator, have stayed in Buzhou Mountain for tens of thousands of years. What else can you do if you don't have evil intentions?"”
Wang Peng revealed a mocking expression,"The dignified Qilin Race is even afraid of a Grand Unity Mystic Immortal. Looks like they're only so-so!"”
The middle-aged man flew into a rage." Don't talk nonsense. If you let us search you, we'll let you go."”
"Otherwise, you can stay in the Qilin clan!”
"Hehe, search!" Wang Peng smiled coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Search? Search your spicy neighbor!
Since that was the case, then let's fight!
So what if he was from the Qilin Race? Wang Peng could kill the divine dragon tens of thousands of years ago. Today, he didn't mind killing a few more Qilins!
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