The disciples or deacons all stopped talking when they saw several divine rainbows coming through the sky and landing on the high platform. The brilliance was restrained, revealing the headmaster.
"After our Celestial Master Dao became stronger in ancient times and the departure of our ancestors, martial arts competitions like today are rarely held. I still remember that it has been more than a hundred years since I accepted the position of headmaster, and there has never been one. We can only find such a grand scene in our ancient books... but our Tianshi Dao will definitely restore its glory in ancient times!"
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Ji Yiyun listened to the long speech of the head teacher, but he didn't agree with it in his heart. If Ye Fan had not returned to the earth to take out the immortal cauldron, even if there was a complete scripture of the Moral God, it would be impossible to realize this vision. Even if he got a complete The Taoist scriptures are just flashbacks, and will only become more and more declining in the future. Just go to sleep and dream about everything.
"There is one more thing I want to announce today, that is, I will accept a disciple on behalf of my master. From now on, I, Junior Brother Ji, will be your senior brother and uncle!"
Half an hour later, Zhang Chengde finally finished his long speech, and pulled Ji Yiyun, who was drowsy after listening to it, from behind and introduced him.
"Let me tell you a few words!"
Patting Ji Yiyun's shoulder, Zhang Chengde reminded him, regardless of whether he was prepared or not.
"Junior brothers and nephews, hello everyone! My name is Ji Yiyun. I may not be as old as you, but I became your senior brother as soon as I came to Tianshi Dao. I really deserve it, but God's will cannot be violated. I hope everyone can Please bear with me!”
Ji Yiyun could only say a few words shamelessly. He really didn't have anything to say, so he just showed his face.
But what does God’s will mean? Just get it cheap and still behave well! A group of disciples basically had the same idea. They looked at Ji Yiyun on the stage and didn't pay much attention to him at first. They just thought it should be other sect disciples. After he spoke, hundreds of people looked at Ji Yiyun in unison because of this news. It surprised them so much.
"I have met this young man in the back mountain before, and I even nodded to him. Who knew that he has become our uncle? It's impossible! I don't see anything special about him!"
"Didn't you listen to what the master said? He is now the master's junior brother! I don't know if there is anything special about it, but he has indeed become our junior uncle."
"×××How does it feel to have a young senior brother? He was the one the leader brought back from Mount Tai last time, right? It seems that he has just entered the realm of the sea of suffering not long ago!"
"Then he has become your senior brother! I heard that he is, but the leader didn't say there is anything special about him. He should be either the son of the leader's friend, or he has some kind of special physique, otherwise he wouldn't have come directly to us. It’s on my head, the boss must know, why don’t you go and ask?”
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The disciples and deacons below suddenly started whispering to each other and talking in low voices. All of a sudden, a senior uncle parachuted in. Senior brother, they must not be calm.
"Okay, everyone, be quiet. Let the four elders speak next."
Zhang Chengde did not give them too much explanation, and arranged for four elders to speak.
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This was one standard long speech after another, something that was inevitable every time like a company show. Ji Yiyun was free to observe the group of people below.
Those wearing gray robes should be the deacons and elders. There are a dozen or so people standing in the front. Those wearing black robes should be ordinary disciples, standing in the middle. There are the most people like this. There are also outer disciples wearing white robes. Ji Yiyun knew that Li Yunlong was such a disciple. They were standing in the last two rows, only a few dozen of them.
Soon Ji Yiyun spotted Li Yunlong, who was standing in the last row and looking at him. Ji Yiyun winked at him and smiled, but he just looked at him and turned around without receiving a response, which made him feel a little bored. No longer observing, Ji Yiyun began to feel drowsy while listening to a long speech.
After more than an hour, the elders finally finished their long speech, and the next step was to arrange for the disciples to start the martial arts competition.
"Senior brother, if nothing happens, I will go back first." Ji Yiyun found the headmaster who was busy and said.
Looking at the busy group of people, Ji Yiyun was not very interested in the martial arts competition between the disciples of the Wheel and the Dao Palace Secret Realm. Anyway, the martial arts competition was just an ordinary competition site, and there was nothing real enough for him to see. Besides, Ji Yiyun himself He is still a novice now, so it would be more cost-effective to go back and intensify his training.
"Well! You might as well go back and practice hard! Improve your cultivation as soon as possible."
Zhang Chengde nodded and had no intention of forcing Ji Yiyun to stay. If he has status and insufficient cultivation, he cannot suppress the group of people below, so it is better to let him go back and practice hard.
Ji Yiyun's departure did not have any impact on the martial arts competition.
Back in his own yard, Ji Yiyun planned to officially start retreating. His cultivation level was really not good enough now, even in a place like Earth where the orthodoxy has declined and the spiritual energy has dried up.
Sitting cross-legged on the bluestone in the backyard, Ji Yiyun concentrated and began to practice Taoism without paying attention to the chaos of the world. Without adventure, he could only rely on himself to absorb the essence of heaven and earth and use time to accumulate it.
The originally calm purple-gold sea of bitterness slowly started to ripple, and then became turbulent. The purple-gold lightning-like divine pattern that was originally used to temper the "weapon" began to appear again during Ji Yiyun's cultivation process. However, it was destroyed just after birth. The three-foot Qingfeng was absorbed and used as the only "vessel" for sacrifice.
Purple-gold bitter waves hit the sky, tsunamis spread to the sky, the sound of the waves was endless, the roaring sounds continued, and purple-gold divine lights rushed out from the sea of bitterness... However, these sounds, visions, and divine lights were all blocked by purple clouds. After a while, nothing came out of Ji Yiyun's body.
Outside, there are only purple clouds and mist that make people fall into enlightenment. The purple-gold lightning pattern born in the sea of suffering is absorbed by the purple-gold sword. It is like a sense of sight in the lightning. The lightning seems to be generated in the purple cloud and mist, and it continues. Thunder struck down the sky.
Spring passes and autumn comes, autumn harvests and winter solstice, winter wanes and spring welcomes, spring passes and summer solstice, the four seasons rotate for a year. Ji Yiyun spent this year basically practicing, except for eating, drinking, having sex and taking care of personal hygiene.
But there is also an additional "swordsmanship" practice. Every day, he cuts off the flowers and plants that have grown much taller due to practice, which makes his swordsmanship practice to the point of perfection, and he can hit wherever he points.
There was another thing during this period, which was a big event for Tianshi Dao, that is, half a year ago, the old Tianshi went to the outer space of the earth to survive the Dao-killing catastrophe, and became the first Dao-killing king in Tianshi Dao. At that time, the Tianshi Dao was in a state of excitement, which directly led to the headmaster brother convening another conference, announcing that anyone who entered the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm would have access to the subsequent Dao Sutra cultivation techniques.
Ji Yiyun did not join in the fun, but still listened to Li Yunlong's words. Later, the old master went into seclusion to digest the insights gained from overcoming the tribulation.
Regardless of anything else, Ji Yiyun's practice today has also entered a critical moment, turning into a purple-gold sea of bitterness as big as a fist, with an endless ocean inside. The center of the sea of bitterness is like a volcano erupting, and the purple-gold divine sea water boils to form an upward shock wave, with divine power like The wolf smoke is rolling toward the sky, trying to connect heaven and earth.
"Is this the sea of suffering that is going to be connected to the wheel of life?"
Ji Yiyun understood that this was a vision that was about to open up a spring of life. The divine power emerging from the seabed was transforming his limbs and bones and shins. Even the purple and golden consciousness in his mind was being baptized and slowly changing. powerful.
The purple-gold "Three-foot Green Front" also followed and floated in the center of the sea of suffering, where it received nourishment from divine power, and light shrouded by divine power appeared outside the body from time to time.
Ji Yiyun was constantly running the Taoist scriptures, drawing a steady stream of spiritual energy into the sea of suffering. In the center of the sea of suffering, there was like a purple-gold sun that was about to break through the sea.
However, Ji Yiyun knew that these were just the critical points to open up the sea of suffering. He needed to continue to practice to provide the rod that could lever the life spring, and it was not a temporary success.
