Chapter 197: Temple of the Saints
Chapter 197: Temple of the Saints
"With your ability, it is not difficult to reach this level."
Xu Xing's voice was very soft, but to Tyrant it sounded extremely majestic and ethereal. He seemed to vaguely see countless long rivers rushing, endlessly.
not good!
He gathered his mind and decisively used his own method to erase that trace of vision.
It's no wonder he reacted that way.
In ancient times, when the practice of cultivation was first established, there were too many shortcomings, and it was often the pioneers who paved the way and the latecomers who followed.
But it is precisely this behavior of taking the experience of predecessors as the guiding principle.
In ancient times, it almost stopped all human beings from achieving the Dao and becoming unable to comprehend the mysteries.
Therefore, after that, those who have reached the next level will wait until the second person reaches the same level as themselves, and after mutual confirmation, they will make their own practice insights public.
After a long time, Ba Zun felt his mind was clear.
Thinking of what he had just done, he couldn't help but sigh: "It is really difficult for us to practice."
There is no way forward, so you can only keep groping forward, and you must always be careful not to go astray.
“But someone has to go.”
"That's true."
Ba Zun looked into the distance, as if he was looking at some terrifying existence that was sealed in the dark.
"Unfortunately, we are constrained and cannot escape. When the day comes when all the damn Cang people are killed, I will definitely go out of the world for a visit!"
"There will be a chance." Xu Xing's voice became softer.
Soon, that trace of his mind completely disappeared.
Watching Xu Xing's distracted thoughts fade away, Ba Zun couldn't help but feel a little envious.
"Brother Dao is really..."
How wonderful it is to not be constrained by fate!
I still need a lot of time...
"Forget it, take your time."
There's no rush for this kind of thing.
Although he is not as good as Brother Dao, his progress is not slow compared to the other major immortal sects.
As for asking Xu Xing for help?
He hadn't even considered it.
Not to mention the difficulties of handover.
Originally, Xu Xingzhen was given the most powerful destiny, and now he was asked to take on the responsibility that should have belonged to him after just relaxing...
Even the shameless guy Meizu can't be so shameless!
With his eyes lowered, Qiu Feng was already dealing with the issue of the sect admission trial.
emm...
After raising his hand and emitting a flash of spiritual light, Ba Zun closed his eyes again.
…………
Sword Sect, inside the small courtyard.
As that trace of his mind returned, Xu Xing stood up.
Yan Ming was frightened again.
However, Xu Xing did not punish him.
"gone."
Then he looked at Zhang Yunlu and said, "Remember to get ready."
"Uncle-master, it seems like there's nothing to prepare." Chi Jiuyu said.
Master doesn't like those red tapes.
And it is very likely that she will keep it secret like she did before, and only invite a few senior brothers and sisters to come and witness it.
emm...
Uncle Ji might come too!
"That's true."
Senior sister really likes to keep things simple.
"That's it for now anyway."
As soon as the words fell, Xu Xing and Yan Ming disappeared.
Wait until the two of them leave.
"Come and sit down, come and sit down, don't stand there stupidly." Chi Jiuyu called out.
Among the four people just now, only she and Xu Xing were sitting.
"I used to think that my uncle would be a conservative old-fashioned guy, but I didn't expect him to be so funny!"
Zhang Yunlu, who had just sat down, couldn't help but pause.
Fun… ?
"Eh?! Why are they all gone?" Chi Jiuyu picked up the bowl, only to find it was empty.
Such a big bowl was actually eaten up by my uncle!
"You can let the natal sword come out for training again." Zhang Yunlu said.
"Well..." Chi Jiuyu scratched his head, "Forget it."
She decided not to use her sword any more in the near future.
Wait for a while first.
……
……
A few days later.
Zhang Yunlu advanced to the middle stage of foundation building.
Early in the morning, Chi Jiuyu brought Zhang Yunlu a set of robes. They were full of ancient charm, but very simple and slim. They were said to be the first edition of the clothing for the third generation of disciples of the Sword Sect.
Three generations...
In other words, she is now a figure at the level of the Sword Sect's junior uncle master.
After putting it on, Chi Jiuyu first took her to fly to the inner gate of the Sword Sect, and then took her to line up to take the teleportation array.
The Inner Gate Continent is too vast, and there are teleportation arrays in many important places.
Finally, the two came to an extremely majestic palace.
The palace is magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings, flying eaves and pointed corners. It looks like a divine palace in the sky, with three big characters written on it - Temple of All Saints!
We do not respect the will of heaven, nor worship ghosts and gods, but only worship the saints and sages of the human race.
All inner disciples of the Sword Sect must come here to pay homage to the saints.
Although Zhang Yunlu has just established his foundation, as a third-generation disciple, he naturally has to come and pay his respects.
An old man with an immortal look, wearing a purple-gold robe and with an elegant temperament, stood in front of the hall.
It was the Sword Sect’s leader Du Ruoheng.
"metropolitan."
Chi Jiuyu bowed and saluted. She was usually lively but now she looked solemn and meticulous.
There are different levels of importance, and she would not act recklessly in front of this palace.
"Yes." Du Ruoheng nodded slightly and looked at Zhang Yunlu, "Follow me."
Zhang Yunlu glanced at Chi Jiuyu, and then followed Du Ruoheng into the Temple of Saints.
From the outside, the Temple of All Saints is majestic enough, but inside it is even more spacious.
It was not what she had expected, with the smoke of incense and countless statues.
All I saw was the blue sea and the blue sky, extending into the distance with no end in sight. On both sides stood jade disks, each shining with golden light.
She and the sect leader stepped on a small boat and moved slowly forward.
The founder of the Qi training method, the first person to build a foundation, the refiner of the first magical weapon of the human race, the creator of the talisman method...
From practicing Qi to returning to emptiness, every pioneer, practitioner of the hundreds of arts, and founder in various fields, their names and deeds have been inscribed on the jade disk and passed down to future generations.
Some of them are still alive, while others are dead.
But there is no doubt that each of them is a true legend.
Looking at the jade disks, Zhang Yunlu was shocked and became more solemn.
The cultivation of the human race today was developed by countless ancestors who bravely risked their lives.
The boat moves slowly, pushing away the waves. It seems slow, but it is actually very fast.
In less than a moment, we arrived at the end.
Three jade disks lie across the blue sea.
The one in the middle is tall and has no marks, but the jade disks on both sides have golden engravings, one of which is inscribed with "Sword Master" and the other with "Sword Ancestor".
Only disciples of the fifth generation and above, as well as disciples of the Sword Sect who have reached the level of Hedao, can see these three jade disks.
"salute."
Du Ruoheng's voice is clear.
Boom!
The water rippled gently, and Zhang Yunlu bowed down in response.
"I pray to all the saints and sages."
"Disciple Zhang Yunlu is fortunate to be accepted as a disciple of Sword Master today. I am grateful for your protection. The road to immortality is long. I wish to carry on the aspirations of the saints, practice diligently, protect the human race, and live up to your expectations."
"Pray for protection and peace."
The solemn voice spread in all directions.
Dang~
It was like a bell that had been silent for a thousand years was struck. On the jade disk engraved with the words "Sword Master", golden light lit up, dazzling and brilliant.
Then, the brilliant golden light converged at one point, flashed away, and sank into the center of Zhang Yunlu's eyebrows.
There was a cool feeling between my eyebrows and a cool voice echoed in my mind.
"can."
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