After several days of fierce confrontation, the rain on the ascension platform finally couldn't hold on, and the raindrops became less and less, which was a sign of showing the defeat.

The sound of rain and thunder outside the Taiwan Strait was also greatly weakening, and the Four Practitioners of Xuemo and Zhu Jiujie were able to observe the situation of the Ascension Platform again.

They all thought that the disaster rain on the table was eliminated. Even if the task was completed, but when the disaster rain was about to be destroyed, a whirlpool suddenly burst out on the table, and the remaining raindrops flowed into the vortex and disappeared.

When Ding Xing saw the robbery rain escape, he plunged his head into the water palm, and then fell into the air, turning into a waterfall and falling down. He all fled into the vortex and launched a pursuit in time.

When all the water palms fell into the table, the whirlpool disappeared.

At this time, Xuemoshi and Zhu Jiujie's four cultivators had also arrived outside the ascension platform, but the whirlpool had already hidden. They searched every corner of the platform and could not find any trace of Ding Xing.

"Where did he go?"

"It is very likely that he has sneaked into the Taichung barrier. Senior Xue should know the barrier entrance."

"Senior Xue has returned to his body. Let's wait for a while before asking him for information."

At this time, the ascension platform was already clear after rain, and there was nothing except the body of the Snowmos' snow ginseng.

Zhu Jiujie, Hu Yanluo and Yi Jian Taoist guarded the direction where the vortex disappeared. After waiting for about a stick of incense, they saw an old man with white beard and white eyebrows flying over.

This old man is the Shemosa who transforms into a human body.

Losing the shackles of the Rain of the Rain, the body of the Snowmoth has regained freedom, and his words seem extremely refreshing: "After so many years, I finally found the Dharma body. When Ding wakes up later, I must thank him well!"

He was grateful to Ding Xing from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't help but stare at the sky and earth. This world was the evolution of the thunderbolt gun in the Taiyan clan. Ding Xing had entrusted him to refine treasures and asked him to incorporate a nine-simple axe into the body of the thunderbolt gun. He had completed this job. He gave the thunderbolt gun to Ding Xing and helped Ding Xing refine treasures. This thank-you gift should be quite good.

He was thinking about it when he heard Hu Yanluo ask about Ding Xing’s whereabouts.

He said, "There is a cave in the ascension platform. Ding Xing went in to clear the remaining disaster rains. There would be no danger. In fact, I can also enter, but the entrance of the Twelveth Tower just blocked the entrance. The True Spirit of Chonglou should have whispers to Ding Xing, so we should not disturb you. When everything is over, Ding Xing will naturally come out to meet us."

In this way, they can only wait patiently.

There is a void inside the ascension platform.

The environment is very similar to the Little Logu Deep Space.

But there are no stars in the deep sky, only dim star gates.

These star gates are thousands, arranged in a very regular manner, vertical and horizontal manner, and it is very easy to find their respective directions.

If you look at it, you can easily see a huge blue building dozens of miles high above the star gates. Drizzle is falling from the building, and dense raindrops as dense as silken thread form a rain curtain outside the building. The rain curtain occasionally rotates rapidly, causing a spiral storm, and rolling the building body to shake continuously.

Ding Xing was floating outside the giant building at this moment. The book of heaven had been driven back by him, turning into a palm and hanging above the giant building. The raindrops fell rapidly, and soon flooded the rain curtain.

This rain curtain was transformed by the remaining disaster rain. When it fled here, it was already at the end of its might. After only half an hour of casting spells, the rain curtain was wiped out.

After the disaster rain completely disappeared, the water palm could not find the target of attack, and instantly retracted into a slight and manifested into a transparent body of the Heavenly Book.

Ding Xing used a casual move, sucked the heavenly book into his palm, and then observed the appearance of the giant building.

He guessed that this was the twelve-level building. Because the building body evolved too much, he flew around the sky for dozens of miles before he arrived at the direction of the building gate.

He looked up and down and saw that there were twelve floors in this building, and there was a dark green giant phantom guarding the door of each floor.

The twelve phantoms were originally meditating with their eyes closed. When Ding woke up to the door, they suddenly opened their eyes and fled downwards. The shadows actually merged into one. After the fused body gradually condensed and shrank rapidly, until they became a dwarf dressed in a boy, and finally stopped changing shape.

The dwarf stood outside the door of the first floor with his hands on his back, looking up at Ding Xing with a look of doubt.

Ding Xing floated on the seventh and eighth floors and had already overlooked the figure of the dwarf.

At the first time, Ding Xing thought that the dwarf was the real spirit of the Twelve-Level Tower, but the dwarf had green hair, which reminded Ding Xing of the Green Spirit Dwarf, whose appearance was no different from that of the dwarf, so he swallowed it alertly.

Ding Xing quietly flipped his hand and summoned the three books of heaven, earth and man, and hung them behind him.

The two practitioners looked at each other for a while.

The dwarf was the first to speak: "I have met the little leader!"

After saying that, he waved to Ding Xing: "Why are you going down, why are you flying so high?"

The dwarf's voice is as tender as a boy, not serious at all, but a bit old-fashioned.

Ding Xing held the human book in his hand, opened it and looked at it, but did not find any creatures appearing, which means that the dwarf is definitely not a member of the Green Spirit tribe.

Ding Xing asked: "Senior is Master Zhenling from the Twelve-Level Building?"

The dwarf suddenly looked stern: "Who else can it be! The three books of Wen Xing are all in your hands. The identities of any creature can be easily identified. Are you still suspicious?"

Ding Xing couldn't help but smile: "Senior, please forgive me! This is not my intentional disrespect for you, please be careful of sailing a ten thousand-year-old ship. I can't be careless. My cultivation is too low. If you are not careful, you will be killed!"

He then flew to the front door of the first floor.

He first clasped his fists and saluted Zhongling, and then asked, "Senior, why did he call me the little leader just now?"

Zhonglou Zhenling stared at Wen Xing’s three books behind him and sighed: “In the past, I followed the Saint Xiaolou to Shangyutian Palace to meet the ancestor Chuanshu. When the ancestor preached, he once said, whoever is in charge of Wen Xing’s suicide note will be the next leader of the teachings. If you take all the three books, don’t call you the little leader, what should it be called?”

In fact, the Zhenling of Chonglou should have knelt down and worshipped, but Dan Xing’s cultivation was so low that he could not have the slightest idea of ​​ceremoniality.

Chonglou Zhenling couldn't understand how Wen Xing's suicide note chose a person with poor magic power to teach the young disciple to be the heir. It was so blurred, so he sighed.

But no matter how he sighed, he would never question the identity of Ding Xing's master, nor would he question the imperial orders he ordered by the ancestors of the past, so the leader had to shout it out.

He added the word "small" before the leader. This is because Ding Xing's seniority is too low and his seniority is too high, so he can only call him that.

Ding Xing had a self-knowledge. Even if he had the title of leader, it would be in name but not real. No one would convince him of the true disciples of the 72 sects of the People's Church, so he should be low-key.

Ding Xing did not care about the title of the leader, and immediately cast a spell to make the three books blend together.

After the compass appeared, Ding Xing asked Zhonglou Zhenling: "I first took charge of the earth books and human books. A few days ago, I successfully forged the soul of the soul, and then combined the two books with the soul, and then summoned the heavenly books to the lower realm. I tried to make the three books merge together, and it turned into this compass. Do you know the wonderful use of this plate?"

When Chonglou Zhenling saw the compass, his face was confused. In the past, he learned about Wen Xing’s suicide note from the Master Chuan Shu of the People’s Education, but Master Chuan Shu did not mention the situation after the three books were merged, so he was also unfamiliar with the compass.

However, when Ding Xing talked about the compass being able to fly automatically, he suddenly smiled: "Don't worry about it, let it fly, and you will know the answer immediately!"

When Ding Xing heard this, he stopped casting spells to control the compass.

After the compass lost its constraints, it actually headed towards the first floor door and immediately entered the door.

Ding Xing was very curious and wondered if there was something hidden in the door that attracted the compass?

"Follow it!" Chonglou Zhenling pushed Ding Xing and signaled to enter the door to find out.

After entering, Ding woke up to an extremely open hall.

He looked in all directions, and the hall was quite empty, and there was nothing else except a scroll suspended.

He followed Chonglou Zhenling to the scroll and found that the compass was also suspended here and did not move for a moment.

At this point, Ding Xing understood the reason why the compass was approaching the ascendant platform, and was obviously attracted by the scroll.

What is unique about the scroll?

"Senior, what is this picture?"

"It is one of the most merit treasures of ancient religions, called the 'Guanxingtu'!"

The true spirit of Chonglou opened his mouth and blew it, and the scroll slowly unfolded, revealing a spiritual picture that shocked Ding Xing.

The picture shows the micro-environment of Luogu's deep space, and the picture is full of bright stars. If Ding Xing concentrates on a star, his vision can slowly see the mountains, rivers and rivers on this star, but it has ended here. Perhaps due to his cultivation, he can only peek at the outline of the earth. As for the smaller things on the ground, it is blurred.

"It actually revealed its true body a few days ago, and thus was obtained by me. I stayed here for tens of thousands of years, and I never found any clues of it!" Chonglou Zhenling pointed to the compass: "You said you formed a soul a few days ago and then summoned the Heavenly Book to the lower realm. It is obvious that when the Heavenly Book was born, it also followed the track!"

Ding Xing paused his head slowly.

At that time, Empress Yeoni told him that the three religions left six treasures of merit and virtue. Wen Xing's suicide note must be the first to appear in the world. Moreover, the three books of Wen Xing's suicide note will not be fully published, and the other five treasures of merit will never appear.

As expected, the appearance of the awakening picture was exactly the same as Empress Ni's words.

"Senior, is the Rain of Tribulation destroying the Ascension Platform or is it trying to destroy the Awakening Picture?"

"Maybe they all want to destroy it!"

For a long time, Chonglou Zhenling believed that the Tribulation Rain was to destroy the Ascension Platform, but after the Awakening Picture appeared, his views had changed. The real thing that Tribulation Rain wanted to destroy should be the Awakening Picture.

Ding Xing couldn't understand: "Why did Guan Xingtu choose to hide in the Luogu deep space?"

The true spirit of Chonglou could not solve the real mystery. He could only make reasonable inferences based on the situation of the merit treasures he knew: "The Guanxingtu belongs to the ancient sect. Before the prehistoric period, the ancient sect was in charge of the Luogu deep space, which may be due to the same origin."

Ding Xing had long heard about the three religions, but he really didn't know much.

This time, when Chonglou Zhenling talked about this, Ding Xing took the opportunity to inquire: "Senior, as far as I know, the human race, the demon race, the Buddhist temple, the demon race, and the underworld all inherited the Taoist traditions of the three religions. Which religion do these five branches belong to?"

When Chonglou Zhenling heard this question, he was surprised by Ding Xing's ignorance. However, considering Ding Xing's shallow cultivation and short life span, he was not familiar with the deeds of the prehistoric times, so he was actually normal to be proficient.

Chonglou Zhenling patiently introduced: "One of the three religions is the Human Cult. This religion only teaches us the human race, and inherits two treasures of merit. Wen Xing’s suicide note and Li Xing’s axe. The master of Chuan Shu once said that these two treasures were left by the leader of the Human Cult. The leader of the Human Cult has made great contributions to the birth of the prehistoric land, so our human race is the protagonist of the prehistoric world in heaven."

It was the first time that Ding Xing heard about the leader of the People's Education, and he couldn't help asking: "Is the leader of the People's Education a famous name?"

Zhonglou Zhenling shook his head regretfully: "No! Master Chuan Shu refused to speak, and it was disrespectful to mention the title of the leader without authorization. The ancient sect's ancestor Panyi once said something and told the name of Master Hongqing. As a result, it disappeared without a trace since then. It was never revealed again. It was probably because Master Chuan Shu and Master Liu'er complained that Master Panyi would not let Master Panyi preach again!"

The pioneers of the People's Education are to pass on the common people.

The ancestor of the ancient teachings was Panyi.

The ancestor of the Huang Cult is Liu Er.

So far, there are only three of them, and they personally revealed the situation about the three religions and the treasures of merit.

"The second of the three religions is the Waste Sect, so do you know, what is Waste Sect?"

Ding Xing said he didn't know.

Chonglou Zhenling shook his head, and he had a bit of a mortal teacher's style. He said with a firm eye: "Mountains, rivers, forests, sun, moon and stars are wilderness. Any creature born in these realms can be called descendants of the wilderness. The Three Seas of Yuechao Mountain was born in the sea, the Ape Ancestor of Wule Mountain was born in the mountains, and the Bodhi Buddha's birth forest in the Buddha's court, they are all orthodox direct descendants of the wilderness.

The third of the three religions is ancient religion. What is ancient? Clouds, fog, ice and snow, and thousands of weather are ancient. As long as the creatures born in these weathers, they are all descendants of the ancient religion!”

When Ding Xing heard this, he suddenly became confused: "On the Wule Mountain, the East Travel Forest Ape seems to be born in the purple air in Dongzhou. According to your views of your predecessor, the thousands of atmospheres are ancient. The East Travel Forest Ape should be a descendant of the ancient sect, how can it be subordinate to the Huang Cult?"

Chonglou Zhenling said in a very serene way: "Who said they are all ape clans? The five-headed apes, the eldest, the third, and the fourth of Leshan are all born in the mountain, and the fifth of the Hanhai Ape Girl is born in the sea, which must be the direct inheritance of the ancient sect. The second of the old Dongyou is a brother and sister with them. Although they are from the ancient sect, they practice Huangdao and claim to be disciples of Huangsect. When Liu'er preached, he did not dislike him when he saw Dongyou's Genjiao, so he still included him in the seat!"

He raised his hand and pointed at Ding Xing, emphasized his tone, and emphasized one thing in particular: "Remember, the three religions do not separate their families, which is absolutely the same spirit! Not only on Wule Mountain, the Nine-Head Demon Ancestor of Yuemo Mountain, the Eight Buddhas of Yuefu Mountain, and the Six Emperors of the Underworld, they still have their own ancient times. They were originally brothers and sisters born in the same world. As a result, some worship the desolate religion and some worship the ancient religion, and there were more."

Ding Xing asked curiously: "So, can our human race also worship the Wasteland and the Ancient Church?"
Chapter completed!