There are not only these sixteen words on the ground of Donghai Baiyan Jade, but also a blood stain stained by Zhang Yuchen who was covered in blood, like a long sword!
Sixteen big bloody characters, ending in the shape of a bloody sword, with flying dragons and phoenixes, ferocious and unruly.
This scene is like a breathtaking and poignant picture.
The entire hall could hear a needle drop, and everyone's expressions changed slightly.
"The heavens are in chaos, the martial arts are prosperous, and all the kings encourage each other, how can we distinguish between superior and inferior..."
A small sect leader from afar pondered for a moment, and with a solemn look he raised his hands and said to the surroundings: "Master Xin seems to be sparring with the sixteen juniors. First, he is walking around in the courtyard to point out their martial arts. Second, he It actually led to their martial arts powers leaving glyph marks on the ground.
When the disciples of the Zhuxian Sect are defeated, the characters will be revealed with their blood. These sixteen characters are majestic and majestic. They have both the will to fight and the passion for the ancient path. They also have a far-sighted vision and a peaceful mind for the martial arts! I've really learned a lot! "
"It's amazing! Sixteen people and sixteen characters!"
Another old man said with emotion: "The seventeen swords left on the chest of the great disciple of the Zhu Xian Sect represent the seventeen people who competed with him. The first sixteen left words, and the last one made the finishing touch. How wonderful!"
"It doesn't stop there?"
An elder who claimed to be the Changle clan of the East China Sea smiled bitterly and said: "The power of the sixteen people in front of me is located in the southeast, northwest, northeast, northwest, southeast, southwest, and the purple air comes from the east. The sixteen directions are exactly in line with the four directions and the vastness of the universe. Formation.
Master Xin reminds everyone that if you don't fight, you will fight. You really have the style of a medieval warrior. If Master Xuantian Sword Sect walks the high road, your sect will be prosperous! "
As soon as the three people said this, thousands of people felt more mysterious and frightened the more they thought about it. Even the sect leaders and elders of the eighteen sects were a little confused.
Xin Zhuo's operation has nothing to do with his martial arts level or his personal background. No one thought that he would do this. If you look closely, you will see that he is really noble!
How big-hearted is this guy? How terrible is it?
This kind of people really follow the drum of heaven and test their bones. It will be understandable that they will become extraordinary and holy in the future!
"Six points sure!"
Xie Wujiang looked gloomy.
"Seven points!"
Deng Shanling sighed.
…
"I'm seven points sure to defeat him!"
Nie Shenghuan's eyes were a little complicated.
…
"Senior Brother Xin..."
Jiang Yuwei, Sun Changfeng, Li Sijuan and other Xuantian Sword Sect disciples were completely impressed by this scene. How awesome this was.
"This Zhuo'er..."
Master Liu Qingfeng looked at his wife, elders, and Nangong Wentian's disciples who were in a daze behind him, and the smile on his face could hardly be concealed, "Emperor's qualifications!"
The master's wife, Chu Siniang, rarely refuted, and just said: "This little guy is really not like a human being in this world!"
"Buzz——"
Just when the crowds of people in the hall were surprised by Xin Zhuo's methods, a strange aura came without warning.
It doesn't come from someone, it doesn't come from somewhere, it just seems to come from the sky, appear from the depths of the vast earth, suddenly.
Before anyone could react, a majestic pressure suddenly fell, heavy and irresistible.
Lingyun Sect leader Li Wuxie, Haotian Sect leader Shen Wumen, Yunwu Sea Master Xuanyuan Linghai, Leiyin Temple abbot Master Xumi, Hehuan Sheng Sect leader Yun Hua and others' expressions changed, their bodies blurred, and they had arrived. Outside the palace.
Liu Qingfeng, Yu Zhuji and others followed him and rushed out, followed by thousands of geniuses from various sects and guests from all over.
Zhao Yizhu stood still, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.
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"This guy is so pretentious!"
Xin Zhuo left Xuantian Hall at this time and was walking on the winding stone steps of the main peak of Xuantian Peak, which was slightly empty due to the Young Master's Ceremony.
The night is deep and the sky is full of stars. On the left are the continuous halls of Xuantian Peak, on the right are the rocks with strange flowers and plants, and on the side are the endless cliffs with gentle clouds and mist.
Directly opposite, at the end of more than 800 stone steps, is the Xuantian Inner Hall, which houses the statues, tablets and the throne of the Xuantian Sword Sect's ancestors.
He was not going to go back. The competition was really boring. He tried his best to use the sixteen unknown people to leave a message with Zhang Yuchen, just to find a step for himself so that he could go back to Jianfeng to sleep.
Those sixteen words are not necessarily smooth, but they are somewhat compelling. It doesn't matter if the person who takes action in the end is not a disciple of the Lingtai Realm of the Zhuxian Sect, as long as he is an individual.
Therefore, of course it is not as brilliant as a group of people over-interpret it.
He looked back, and the handwriting appeared and expressed his thoughts. It was almost time to leave. Zhao Yizhu and the master should naturally go back.
Just as he was about to fly away, he suddenly looked at the Xuantian Inner Palace ahead. The eight unsmiling guard elders were not there, and there was a faint sound of conversation inside.
It must be Daozhen and Bai Zong who just left? What are the two of you doing inside?
After a moment of reflection, he flashed his body and used the "other horse's" escape technique, heading straight for Xuantian's inner hall and stopping at a place hundreds of feet away. If he was too close, it would be easy for him to be discovered by Daozhen. This person was in the Hunyuan Void Realm. The force is very powerful, but with the mystery of "Taima's" escape technique, there should be a high probability that it will not be discovered from a distance of several hundred feet.
He hid himself in a spiritual grass and listened.
"In the Xuantian Temple, there are the spiritual tablets of the Xuantian Sword Sect's past masters. My father will also enter here after his death. These seem to be just spiritual tablets, but in fact they are the collection of the martial arts of the past masters. They mature once every hundred years and mature once every hundred years. Withering..."
Daozhen's tone was very gentle, "When mature, you can use the technique of initiation to impose a person's body. Warriors before and below the Five Decline of Heaven and Human Realm can forcibly ascend to a larger realm without damaging their foundation. The cultivation experience and martial arts of past masters It will also be forcibly instilled. How much you can absorb depends entirely on your luck! This opportunity is terrifying. It will at least save you decades or even centuries of hard work.
Just like you, now at the eighth level of the Lingtai, even with your talent, it will take more than a hundred years to enter the Hunyuanxu, but once you are initiated, you can enter in an instant!
When it is withering, it is naturally gathering momentum and waiting for a hundred years to mature. Only the master and the young master can know this method. Your master, Elder Chu Zongwei, knows it and is aware of it. The masters of each peak But it is vague and unclear.
I heard that ten years ago, Xin Zhuo wanted to see the inscriptions left on the throne of the master, but the peak masters strongly opposed it. They were afraid of the mental skills and martial arts of the past masters and the prophetic vision on the throne, but they did not know the magical effect of this initiation! "
"That's it!" Bai Zong's voice trembled slightly, "Then Xin Zhuo..."
Daozhen said: "As a father, naturally I won't tell him!"
Bai Zong hesitated for a moment: "He is a smart man. What if he guessed it from various ancient books and clues? Dad once said that the young master's seal can also communicate with ancestors' initiation!"
"Otherwise!" Daozhen said: "He still needs to protect his father, and besides, his Young Master's Seal is fake!"
Bai Zong said: "If that's the case, why let him be the young headmaster? Is it just because he can't explain it to others?"
Daozhen chuckled: "The first reason is that he can't explain it to others, and the second reason is that he has a favor to the Eighteenth Sect and uses it to suppress the Eighteenth Sect!"
Bai Zong smiled and said: "These days I only know one, but not the other. Dad is very clever!"
Hearing this, Xin Zhuo subconsciously looked at the seal hanging on his waist and frowned. He originally thought that there would be benefits to taking over the position of the young master, but he never thought about the benefits of direct initiation. It took him ten years to enter the spiritual platform. Years, it may take decades to enter Hunyuanxu, but with the initiation, you can enter instantly!
But the good thing they got was that the fake master and apprentice, the real father and son had ulterior motives and didn't want to give it sincerely.
At this time, Bai Zong said again: "But how can I give it to my son? The master and all the masters and uncles are very smart, and they also care about Xin Zhuo!"
Daozhen said: "Except for Master Qin, no one cares about Xin Zhuo, a young boy who has been in the sect for more than ten years. However, your master has entered samadhi because of Xin Zhuo's Five Rhythms of Tiangu. He has only been in meditation for only a few decades. I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out of seclusion. He can only be blamed for Xin Zhuo’s bad fate!”
Bai Zong said excitedly: "Why don't you initiate initiation with your child now?"
Daozhen said: "No! The initiation is of great importance. Your master has not yet completely entered samadhi. I am afraid that he will know about it. I can only teach you first and send you to the ninth level of the Lingtai. As long as I find opportunities in the future to shock Xin Zhuo into a fool, I’ll give you the rest!”
Bai Zong was overjoyed: "Thank you, dad!"
"Sit cross-legged!"
Daozhen said in a deep voice.
At this moment, a strange aura swept across the world, followed by a majestic pressure.
Xin Zhuo, who was in the spiritual grass pile, was so absorbed in eavesdropping that he accidentally lost his mind and fell to the ground.
"Dad! What happened?" Bai Zong asked in shock.
Daozhen did not answer, and flashed out of Xuantian's inner hall, waving his sleeves and looking at the sky.
At this moment, the stars in the entire sky were changing, clouds were gathering from all directions, whirlpools were swirling endlessly, and there were countless invisible shadows flying in the air.
The terrifying vision is unsettling.
Not only Daozhen, Bai Zong and Xin Zhuo, but also the more than a thousand people in the main hall in front and even the tens of thousands of people in the entire sect, and people thousands of miles away were all attracted by this weird sky phenomenon.
"The immortal rules of heaven are finally completely dispersed! The legendary saints, emperors, all races, ancient forbidden lands, cave heaven blessed lands, holy lands, and ancient forbidden lands are finally coming!"
Daozhen sighed with emotion.
"I'm afraid the legendary Da Luo will also return!"
"This great era of Wanwu Huanghuang has begun!"
"It is recorded in ancient books that ordinary warriors are struggling to survive, while masters from holy places and caves look down on the common people!"
"It is said that the imperial road is as old as eternity, and there are withered bones along the way. Can we be the withered bones?"
"If you are not qualified, who in the world is not an ant?"
In front of Xuantian Hall, Lingyun Sect Leader Li Wuxie, Zhuxian Sect Leader Baguio and others were mumbling to themselves as if they were lost.
At this moment, the Grand Ceremony of the Young Master and the Eighteen Sects were no longer important.
It took a stick of incense to dissipate the strange phenomena in the sky, and everything between heaven and earth returned to peace.
Master Daozhen in front of Xuantian's inner hall suddenly had a sneer on his lips, stretched out his hand to grasp, and the distance between Xin Zhuo's hiding place and him was strangely shortened, as if he had entered some kind of barrier.
Xin Zhuo couldn't resist at all, and couldn't raise the slightest level of his realm, so he came in front of Daozhen.
Instead, his whole body was enveloped by a strong murderous aura.
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"Sect Master! Senior Sister suddenly disappeared!"
"Master, senior brother was standing next to me just now, and suddenly he disappeared!"
"Sect Master, Senior Sister Nie Shenghuan is missing!"
"Senior Brother Chen Changsheng turned into light smoke!!"
"Master, senior brother and junior sister Gongsun Li are gone, and so is junior sister Zhao Yizhu!"
In front of Xuantian Hall, there was suddenly a commotion.
Something extremely strange and terrible seemed to have happened.
(End of chapter)
