Li Zhao officially embarked on the road of training. According to Zhang Shen's plan, she would not be able to return to the Ancient Alliance for a long time in the future and would need to fight for herself outside.
"Fortunately, Zhang Yu, my second brother, my third sister, Li Zhong, Li Wu and others have all entered the semi-god realm one after another, so I don't need to worry about the affairs of the Ancient Alliance."
The second soul was thankful for his foresight in cultivating a large number of demigods, so he had no shortage of people to work with.
In the Ancient Alliance, it is time for the annual recruitment of new members.
A large number of students who graduated from the academy are clamoring to join the Ancient Alliance and become a member of it.
Most of the members of the Ancient Alliance are warriors who have achieved some success in their cultivation. They have long lifespans and hold high positions of power, but there are more low-level warriors. They are the grassroots of the Ancient Alliance and the part with the fastest renewal in the Ancient Alliance. A large number of new members need to be recruited every year to fill the gaps.
This is a practice that has been continued by the ancient alliance for thousands of years. The process is already well-established and there will be no problems.
But today was a little special. Zhang Xue and Zhang Huiling mixed in with the new recruitment staff.
"Hui Ling, why did you suddenly think of coming here? We are just simply recruiting new members." Zhang Xue asked. He was practicing hard, but was pulled out by Zhang Hui Ling. He thought there was something important, so he came here.
Zhang Huiling smiled and said, "Recently, my cultivation has reached a bottleneck. I asked my master, and he suggested that I relax for a while. It happened that my master was recruited by the God King Patriarch. I thought about it and realized that I have been cultivating for thousands of years, but I have never accepted a disciple."
"It just so happens that I need to take a break for a while, so it's a good time for me to take in a disciple and teach him."
Zhang Huiling's lively eyes are shining. Thousands of years have left heavy marks on her, but her exquisite heart is becoming more and more brilliant.
"Is that so? That's appropriate." Zhang Xue nodded. Zhang Huiling was already a demigod with a lifespan of one hundred thousand years. He could live even longer if he wanted. Since he had reached a bottleneck in his cultivation and needed to rest and adjust, it would be appropriate for him to take in a disciple and teach him at this time.
Even if it takes a little longer, it will only be a few decades, so it won’t be a big deal.
Then, Zhang Xue seemed to remember something and found it a little funny.
"Hui Ling, are you going to recruit disciples from these newcomers? If those senior members of the alliance who are trying to become your disciples knew about this, they would be heartbroken."
The Ancient Alliance was established thousands of years ago. The original batch of elders have long since died of old age, and even the Dharmakāya could not survive this period. Only those who have achieved the status of demigods or true gods can continue to survive.
Whether it is because of status or cultivation resources, the beings above demigod in the Ancient Alliance have become popular in the eyes of all living beings under the rule of the Ancient Alliance, and they intend to become their disciples.
The people in the ancient alliance are most eager for this. They are members of the alliance and are closest to it, so they naturally feel that they have the most hope.
Zhang Huiling shook her head. "They are not bad, but when I accept disciples, I still hope that their backgrounds won't be too complicated. It is most considerate to cultivate them from a young age."
Among the demigods of the Ancient Alliance, Zhang Yu and Li Zhong had the most disciples, followed by the up-and-coming Chen Mei and Dong Kui, and then Zhang Feng. However, Zhang Feng mainly accepted disciples from all tribes in the Ancient Alliance. Many families in the early days of the Ancient Alliance had old ties with the Zhang family, and Zhang Shen and Zhang Yu couldn't ignore these ties, but it was not easy for them to be taken care of either, so they could only hand them over to Zhang Feng, who became the representative of the earliest tribes in the Ancient Alliance and safeguarded the interests of all tribes.
The remaining three, Li Wu, Zhang Miaohao, Zhang Xue and Zhang Huiling, have not accepted anyone as their disciple yet.
Half a day later, Zhang Huiling left the place with an eight-year-old girl, followed by the girl's parents.
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Zhang Huiling took a liking to this little girl, who had broken through to the acquired realm at the age of eight. She had good talent and a cute appearance, which was exactly what she wanted.
But there seemed to be something strange about this little girl.
"There is a very deep aura hidden in her body. It seems that someone has secretly tampered with her." Zhang Xue conveyed the message to Zhang Huiling.
"I can only sense it, but I can't find where this aura is hidden in her body. Although this aura is rare, its quality is very high."
Zhang Xue was a little solemn. His cultivation had reached the peak of the late demigod stage, and he was accumulating the foundation to prepare for a breakthrough to become a true god.
With his level of cultivation, he could only barely sense the existence of that aura, and was unable to accurately find the source of this aura in the girl's body. This was very difficult.
Zhang Huiling knew the seriousness of the matter.
"Master went to the Godly Ancestor, so we can only go and look for Uncle."
Zhang Huiling was somewhat helpless, as she knew how crazy her uncle was when he was in seclusion. Except for that period of time when she was a child, her uncle was almost always in seclusion later on unless there was something important.
"It is indeed true that the master can only be consulted on this matter."
"With this kind of power, I suspect that other true gods are trying to extend their hands into our Ancient Alliance. We cannot resist this level." Zhang Xue agreed. If he couldn't see through it, it could only be the power of a higher level.
"Let's go straight there without further ado." Zhang Huiling took the little girl Ye Siwen to the Second Soul's dojo.
In the Taoist temple, the Second Soul, who had just entered a state of retreat, had his practice interrupted. He was not annoyed. The top leaders of the Ancient Alliance knew his practice habits. Unless it was a major event, they would not disturb his retreat.
After opening the layers of barriers covering the dojo, Zhang Huiling, Zhang Xue and Ye Siwen landed there. The second soul was next to a stone chair under a tree in the courtyard.
When he saw Ye Siwen, he immediately saw the problem in her body.
"Hui Ling, who is she?" asked the second soul.
Zhang Huiling then told him about the matter of accepting a disciple and the strangeness in Ye Siwen's body.
"Okay, I understand." The second soul looked at Ye Siwen, raised his hand and waved, and Ye Siwen floated up and fell asleep.
The vast divine power surged into Ye Siwen's body, and the aura hidden in her body was quickly expelled.
The breath still wanted to escape, but was completely restrained by the second soul, and finally gathered into a small ball floating above his palm.
The second soul was not unfamiliar with this breath and immediately remembered who its owner was.
"It's him."
"It seems that this is not an ordinary battle for territory between the True Gods."
Zhang Huiling and Zhang Xue were curious. Who was the uncle (master) talking about
Ask whenever you think of it.
But the second soul did not explain in detail.
"This matter is not that simple. The person who did it is a subordinate of a God Emperor."
"Don't publicize this matter for now, just inform the other demigods in the alliance."
Zhang Xue and Zhang Huiling were shocked. The God Emperor? Why did it sound so absurd? Why would a little human girl cause the God Emperor's subordinates to secretly attack her
What horrifies them even more is that if this matter involves the God Emperor, can their Ancient Alliance, or even their human race, withstand it
The second soul interrupted the two people's worries.
"Don't think too much about it. This matter probably has nothing to do with us. It should be a fight between the God Emperors."
"Don't worry, I will inform the Divine King Ancestor about this matter. Just wait for the news and get ready."
The second soul immediately informed the main body and the ninth Chuantian about this matter.
The main body is currently in seclusion and practicing, so if you want to solve this problem, you can only rely on Dijiu Chuantian.
Qiankun Yiqi Palace.
"The aura of Crow Red appeared in the Ancient Alliance?"
"Mo Kun is going to go to war with me?" The Ninth Chuan Tian carefully savored the message from the Second Soul.
Mo Kun is a God-Emperor who occupied an area 300 million light years away from the Crimson Realm and named it the "Ink Zone".
He is an old neighbor of Dijiuchuantian.
In this desolate area, only two God Emperors, Dijiu Chuantian and Mo Kun, have taken root here.
The other Divine Emperor territories closest to these two places are more than 10 billion light years away.
It can be said that the most essential places in this desolate area are the scarlet area of the Ninth Chuantian and the inky area of Mo Kun.
Both places have been blessed by the two God Emperors and have long since gotten rid of the label of being barren and lacking in spiritual energy.
Almost all the powerful ethnic groups in the remote areas have fled to these two places, further increasing the advantages of these two places.
“I thought the first thing that would break out would be the fight for the second Martial Arts Divine Emperor.”
"I didn't expect that an old man like you, Mo Kun, would actually lay your hands on my territory."
"It seems like you want to start a war between the two of us right now."
There was no sadness or joy in the Ninth River, as the battles between the God Emperors were too common. Ever since Mo Kun established the ink-colored zone not far from him, he knew that there would be a battle between them in the future.
But he didn't expect Mo Kun to be so impatient.
"But this is normal. The God Emperors are already accustomed to making plans in advance."
"It is common for a chess game to be arranged billions of years in advance."
"But I am not interested in playing games for billions of years when faced with threats."
The ninth river Tianmu shines with cold light.
In Chaos, the gods and emperors coexisted with fighting and cooperation, and this was also the case in the golden age of each era.
However, unless there is an irreconcilable feud between life and death, the God Emperor will generally put the conflicts between them at the end of the Golden Age.
This is the right time.
It was the time when all the God Emperors reaped great rewards through the Golden Age.
Only such competition can bring benefits.
After all, this is no longer the chaotic and bloody era, and the gods and giants are all restraining each other.
It is not easy for the God-Emperor under him to completely keep other God-Emperors.
It is basically impossible to seize the core inheritance of other God Emperors unless several God Emperors join forces.
But the benefits gained in each era are something that can be traded between God Emperors and used as a stakes for victory or defeat.
"The loser needs to hand over all the top inheritances and insights he obtained during the golden age."
"This is the game between the God Emperors."
Normally, this game would take a very long time to play.
During the long years of the Divine Emperor's life, this was also one of their pleasures.
But Dijiu Chuantian was not interested in this game.
He just wanted to practice with peace of mind, just wanted to ensure that his original body could practice with peace of mind, and just wanted to ensure that the human race could move forward steadily.
Anyone who tries to stop him will be killed!
Dijiu Chuantian didn't want to play the game of back-and-forth with Mo Kun at all.
Head directly to the Ink Zone.
The majestic imperial power enveloped the entire inky area, and all living beings within it prostrated themselves. Facing the breath of the supreme life, they had no thought of resisting.
"Mo Kun, get out here!"
The voice of the Dijiu Chuantian resounded throughout the entire inky area.