Unexpectedly, he was so well hidden that he was noticed. His face hardened, Zhang Xuan shrank suddenly, and punched forward to meet the attack.
Although he still has not broken through to the level of the Ancient Saint, his combat effectiveness is already comparable to that of a blood rebirth. His true energy bursts out along his meridians, forming a huge dragnet in front of his eyes.
boom!
The fists and palms collided, and Zhang Xuan shook a little.
The master of this fist is not weaker than him at all, and he is also a super strong man in the realm of blood rebirth.
"You can't fight hard..."
The purpose of coming here is to find the past where Master Kong captured the "gods". He is not here to cause trouble and avoid trouble. He must solve it quickly, otherwise, he will be noticed by the ancient sages of various schools of thought. If he wants to leave smoothly, it will be difficult.
It's easier.
With a shake of his palm, the Dragon Bone Divine Spear appeared in his palm, containing the breath of his whole body, and stabbed his fist through the air.
In an instant, a slight crack appeared in the space, like a needle tip piercing the skin. Although the power was extremely strong, no energy was dissipated. Even ten meters away from the ancestral hall, it was impossible to detect it without seeing it with your own eyes. It was at the level of an ancient saint.
The strong ones fight here.
Bang!
The fist and the magic gun collided, and the latter seemed to be injured. His palm retracted, and Zhang Xuan suddenly jumped in and stepped in with his foot.
What appeared in front of you was a spacious hall, with a statue of Master Kong standing in the middle. In front of him was a soldier wearing golden armor, looking at him with a dull look on his face, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The attack just now was exactly what he unleashed.
"This is...the division's name is Jin Bing?"
Frowning, Zhang Xuan was stunned.
I thought he was a master of Confucianism guarding the ancestral hall, but I didn't expect it to be just a golden armored guard transformed from fonts.
I have seen this thing once before at the ruins of Ancient Saint Ranqiu.
"One word has the fighting power of the third level of the Ancient Sage. Could it be... left by Master Kong?"
Shocked in my heart.
Master Kong's strength is the best in ancient and modern times. He does not deny it, but he never thought he was so strong!
A single word you write has the power of the third level of blood rebirth of the ancient saints. If you try it against yourself, you won't fall behind... If you write a large piece, wouldn't there be nothing in the world that can resist it?
As soon as this idea came up, he shook his head.
Although the master character Jin Bing is very powerful, it cannot be written casually. Not only does it require a great deal of understanding of calligraphy on the part of the writer, it also requires the nourishment of true energy and essence and blood. With his current strength, the most
The number of fonts that write the Dzogchen level of the Immortal Realm shall not exceed three.
No matter how much, it can't be done.
"No matter how strong you are, it's just a word!"
His consciousness spread and he realized that the previous battle did not attract anyone else's attention. Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyebrows, and without hesitation, took a step forward and stabbed with another spear.
After several consecutive blows, the power of the gun tip gathered together to form a rotating vortex.
His marksmanship is in line with the Dao. It looks simple, but in actual practice, it is ever-changing and makes people unable to defend themselves.
In order to win the battle quickly, Zhang Xuan did not leave any backup this time. The true energy of his whole body surged along the reforged meridians, exuding a power comparable to that of a strong man in the Shattered Void. In less than two breaths, the golden soldier with the word "Shi" in front of him was killed.
It was defeated, turned into a puddle of ink again, and disappeared before our eyes.
I hurriedly looked up and saw that it had turned into a huge word "Confucianism" and landed on the wall behind the statue.
Seeing this word, the attack was completed, and there were no other attacks or formations. Zhang Xuan came to the statue of Master Kong and bowed a few times before looking around.
The division-named Golden Soldier just now should be a test just like Ran Qiu's Ancient Saint Ruins. Only by defeating it can you be qualified to stay here.
The ancestral hall is empty, with only one statue. Walking towards the side door, there is a long corridor with walls covered with reliefs.
"This is... Master Kong's life?"
His eyes lit up.
The relief in front of you is the life of Master Kong, starting from his birth and slowly moving forward along the timeline.
When his eyes fell on it, Zhang Xuan's whole soul seemed to be trapped in it, crossing the shackles of time and space, accompanying Master Kong through his magnificent life.
When Master Kong was born, he was not born into a holy realm as in the legend. No matter where you looked at him, he looked very ordinary. At most, he was smart, studious, and liked to read.
At that time, the foreign spirit race ruled the continent, and the status of the human race was extremely low. From being ordinary at the beginning, it suddenly seemed as if they were enlightened. Their cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. Within one year, they broke through the ninth level of warriors, the ninth level of mortal transformation, and even the ninth level of the holy realm!
The speed of progress is no weaker than his!
As his cultivation grew all the way, Master Kong kept on marching, conquering various countries, and rescuing the human race from the alien spirit tribe. During this period, he spread the concept of teaching, recruited students, established a famous teacher hall, and taught it to the world.
The foreign spirit tribe felt threatened and surrounded and suppressed them. They and many disciples were trapped in Chen Cai for several months, with almost no way to escape. Under the crisis, they created the Spring and Autumn Ceremony, broke through the ancient saints, broke through the difficulties in one fell swoop, and even planned an ambush.
The ruthless man drove the Foreign Spirit clansmen completely into the ancient battlefield and sealed them so that they could no longer do evil.
"It seems that Master Kong's breakthrough to the Ancient Sage was not simply a matter of understanding the law of time..."
As they walked forward, Zhang Xuan thought.
The Spring and Autumn Ceremony contains the mystery of time. He has also been to the Confucius Temple. The flow of time inside is indeed different from the outside world.
Ancient Sage Ran Qiu made a breakthrough, and what he understood should be the spear technique, and what Ancient Sage Qiu Wu understood was space... I had been guessing before that what Master Kong understood, but now it seems that it should be time, not just time!
The ancestor of the Zhang family, the ancient sage who understood the achievements of time, is also very powerful, but compared with this master of all ages, he is far behind.
Confused, he continued to look down.
Driving the foreign spirit tribesmen into the ancient battlefield, they offered sacrifices to summon "gods", and then Master Kong captured them.
Seeing this, Zhang Xuan's breathing became slightly rapid.
The purpose of coming here is to find this, but I didn't expect to know the answer soon.
He hurriedly looked down and saw on the relief that Master Kong took the "gods" away from the headquarters of the Masters Hall, the core of the Masters Continent, and came to a remote location.
The place is a bit desolate, the spiritual energy is very thin, and there are almost no decent buildings and cities.
When we came here, I don't know whether the "spirit" was killed or something else. There was no trace of it. Master Kong seemed to be injured and stopped in place to recuperate.
A relief carving at the back is carved into a small world. It is a good guess that it should be the Kunxu realm where hundreds of schools of thought are located.
This is the last one.
"Kunxu Realm, could it be..."
Seeing that the last stone tablet appeared in the Kunxu Realm, Zhang Xuan once again looked at the deserted place where Master Kong had brought the "god", and after looking at it carefully for a moment, his eyelids twitched.