The old man: "It turns out to be the Tianwu Empire. I've heard that it is a newly rising power that has just expanded its sea territory to millions of miles. It's impressive."
Wu Bei smiled and said, "Does the old man also know about this?"
The old man smiled and said: "Yes, of course I know. Then what is your real name?"
Wu Bei was stunned: "Does the old man know the pseudonym I used?"
The old man smiled and said: "You have such good qualifications and you are from the Tianwu Empire, so you probably used a pseudonym."
Wu Bei didn't hide anything anymore and said: "I'm Wu Bei."
The old man: "Wu Bei? I seem to have an impression. Could it be the Wu Bei who went to the Dragon Kingdom and threatened the Crown Prince of the Dragon Kingdom?"
Wu Bei was surprised: "Do you also know about this?"
The old man smiled and said: "It seems that I remembered correctly. Wu Bei, let's go, I will take you to test the immortal roots. If your immortal roots are also excellent, you can directly practice the skills left by the ancestor."
Wu Bei asked: "Old man, what is the name of the technique left by the ancestor?"
The old man said: "The Secret of Ten Thousand Immortals Returning to Sainthood. This technique is the only one in the world, but it requires too many practitioners, and no one has ever been able to get its approval."
Wu Bei's heart moved: "Oh, this skill has its own consciousness. Could it be a heavenly skill?"
The old man smiled and said: "You really understand. That's right, this Ten Thousand Immortals Return to Saint Jue has become conscious, and it is a top-grade technique. If you can practice it successfully, no one else can practice it in the future.
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Wu Bei: "Old man, when I first came here, weren't you afraid that I would leave after learning the exercises?"
The old man said: "So what if you leave? As long as this technique is passed down, my mission will be achieved."
Wu Bei's heart moved: "Who are you, old man?"
The old man smiled and said: "I am the guardian of the practice. My surname is Shi. People in the Shengxian Sect call me Mr. Shi."
Wu Bei: "It turns out to be Mr. Shi."
Mr. Shi seemed to be very happy and took Wu Bei to another hall. There were several elders in this hall. When they saw Mr. Shi appearing, they were all shocked, because the elders had never come here. What happened today?
An elder asked: "Old Shi, why do you have time to come over and visit us?"
Shi Laodao: "I don't have time to visit, so I will give Wu Bei a test immediately."
Mr. Shi's status in the sect was extremely high. These people did not dare to neglect and quickly invited Wu Bei to the middle of the hall. There was also a bead here called the Immortal Dao Bead, which could be used to test the Immortal Root.
Under the gaze of everyone, Wu Bei put his hand on the Immortal Bead. Suddenly, the Immortal Bead shone brightly and kept changing its light.
A few minutes later, a tall shadow appeared on the Immortal Bead, extremely noble, like a king in heaven.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. Mr. Shi smiled and said: "The Supreme Immortal Root, that's right!"
Wu Bei took his hand away, and the light of the bead disappeared. He asked: "Old Shi, can I understand the Secret of Ten Thousand Immortals Returning to Sainthood?"
Mr. Shi smiled "hehe": "Of course, I will take you there."
Several elders were greatly shocked, and they all followed behind, talking about it.
"Oh my god! The Supreme Immortal Root, a qualification that has never appeared before. And he alerted Mr. Shi first, so the Holy Root must be extraordinary."
"Haha, our Holy Immortal Sect has finally given birth to a peerless genius. Let someone notify the sect leader immediately!"
"I don't think there is any need to rush. Let's first see if this person can understand the Secret of Ten Thousand Immortals Returning to Sainthood. If he can, then he is truly a peerless genius!"
Soon, Wu Bei was taken into a large hall. In the hall was a huge stone tablet, three hundred meters high and one hundred meters wide, with words and patterns engraved on it.
Shi Laodao said: "This is the stone tablet engraved with the exercises. It is written by the ancestor. See if you can understand it. Not to mention understanding all of it, as long as you can understand 10% or 20%, you can become an invincible strong man in the world!"
Wu Bei stood in front of the stone tablet, looking at these words. With just one glance, the corresponding information would appear in his mind, without even having to think about it. This is the wisdom of a saint, an ability that ordinary monks cannot match.
After standing for a while, he sat down and ate apricots while staring at the stone tablet.
After eating more than a dozen apricots, he suddenly stopped chewing, as if petrified, and remained motionless.
One hour, two hours, until it got dark, he continued to eat, seemingly not noticing that he had paused for a long time.
However, after taking a few bites, he stopped moving again.
Wu Bei didn't know that the outside of the hall was already crowded with people at this moment. The news of the birth of a super genius had long been spread, and even the sect master had come.
Mr. Shi closed the door and sat at the door of the hall, not allowing anyone to go in and disturb Wu Bei.
The sect leader was a middle-aged man. He smiled and said: "Old Shi, how are the disciples here doing with their holy roots?"
Mr. Shi: "Emperor-level Holy Root, Supreme Immortal Root. Sect Master, he is very likely to understand the Secret of Ten Thousand Immortals Returning to Sainthood, and our Holy Immortal Sect will surely rise in the future!"
However, there was no joy on the face of the sect master. He sighed softly: "But can we afford to support such a genius?"
Shi Lao frowned: "What does the sect master mean by this? Doesn't the sect master want the sect to become stronger?"
Shengxian Zong said: "Of course I think so. But there is a big problem with this son's origin."
He turned around and called Luo Yu over and asked, "Luo Yu, you said his name is Lin Xiaobei and he is the eldest brother of one of your friends?"
Luo Yu's face turned pale: "Yes, sect master, his name is Lin Xiaobei."
The sect master said: "According to my intelligence, your friend named Lin Rou only has a younger brother, not an elder brother."
Mr. Shi: "I know this well. His name is not Lin Xiaobei, but Wu Bei. He is a famous figure in the northern border."
Sect leader: "Old Shi, I'm afraid we can't keep people like this."
Shi Lao frowned: "Sect Master, no matter whether we can keep him or not, he is an unparalleled talent. If we can form a good relationship with him, there will be no harm."
The sect leader continued: "But our skills cannot be learned by outsiders at will."
Shi Lao said seriously: "What the Patriarch means is that this technique can be learned by everyone, and it is not the private property of the Holy Immortal Sect. Moreover, when the Patriarch founded the Holy Immortal Sect, it was just to facilitate the inheritance of the technique, wasn't it?"
The sect leader sighed: "Old Shi, I must go in now and question this person clearly."
Mr. Shi said in a deep voice: "No! Anyone who wants to go in will have to step on my body!"
The sect leader's face darkened and he said: "Old Shi, this person is probably a spy. It is impossible for me, the sect leader, to let him steal our sect's supreme technique. Please get out of the way, Mr. Shi, otherwise I can only use force."
Mr. Shi sneered: "Ma Zhanyuan, although you are a semi-saint, I am not afraid of you!"
"Really?" Sect leader Ma Zhanyuan suddenly raised his hand and a flash of holy light broke through Shi Lao's body-protecting immortal power and hit him hard on the chest.
"puff!"
Shi Lao spurted out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Ma Zhanyuan with disappointment and said, "Ma Zhanyuan, you actually practice demon skills!"
It turned out that he felt a trace of demonic power from Ma Zhanyuan's palm.
A trace of killing intent flashed in Ma Zhanyuan's eyes, and he said: "Old Shi, are you going to give in or not?"
Mr. Shi said calmly: "I have lived for more than a thousand years, and I have already lived enough. You can do it."
Ma Zhanyuan struck another palm in the air, but his palm had only fallen halfway when the door opened with a bang, and a hand stretched out and took Ma Zhanyuan's hand.