More than fifty Jindan Eighteen Transformers wailed at the same time, wishing to fly up immediately and try their best to stop Ye Sheng.
The wisdom of hundreds of schools of thought, what a precious treasure it is, was unexpectedly captured by Ye Sheng first.
They beat their chests and feet in anger, their eyes were red with hatred, and they gnashed their teeth in resentment.
But to no avail.
Ye Sheng has already entered. In everyone's eyes, he is the first to enter the Baisheng Temple.
"Quick, we must speed up. Ye Sheng is one person, but hundreds of schools of thought have a lot of inheritance." Some people were impatient, resisted the huge pressure, and continued to move forward.
Everyone is like this, they must speed up, even if it is difficult, they cannot gain nothing.
Zhou Yi also saw Ye Sheng going in without any trouble. He was now listening intently to the teachings of the saints. There was also a huge treasure hidden on the stone steps, but only a few people discovered it.
When Ye Sheng stepped behind the stone gate, he felt like he had entered a strange space.
At a glance, one can see the surrounding area, which is hundreds of miles in size. There are millions of bamboo slips of various types inside. Ye Sheng's eyes are dazzled by the sight. They are piled together like several big mountains.
Ye Sheng picked up a bamboo slip and looked through it. It was a book written by hundreds of scholars.
"Put it away." Ye Sheng offered the Alchemy Furnace of the Gods and put them all in.
Suddenly the space didn't seem so crowded.
There were a few mountains missing, so Ye Sheng started wandering around here.
Various types of stone slabs are carved with scenes of hundreds of scholars gathering together to talk. Going forward, there are also some statues. If you count them carefully, there are a hundred of them.
This is exactly the founder of various schools of thought.
Every time Ye Sheng passed by a statue, he would greet the statue seriously and follow the etiquette of the younger generation when meeting his senior.
When all one hundred statues were worshipped, Ye Sheng looked at them in surprise.
"Where is the inheritance?" Ye Sheng didn't understand very well. Apart from statues and stone slabs, there were only bamboo slips and the rest was empty.
Ye Sheng, who entered here alone, checked carefully and found a lake.
In the center of the hundred statues, there is a lake.
The water in the lake was ink-colored. Ye Sheng squatted down, reached out to fish it out, and saw that it was not water.
ink!
This lake is all filled with ink.
Moreover, as soon as Ye Sheng touched it with his hand, the hundreds of statues suddenly shone brightly.
"Hahaha, after so many years, someone finally came." Laughter sounded, and old people emerged one after another and walked out of the statue.
"All schools of thought?" Ye Sheng looked at him in shock.
These people are all old people with no real entity. They are just back-up people arranged on the statue, who will meet Ye Sheng tens of thousands of years later.
"We are the various schools of thought." Hundreds of old people looked at Ye Sheng with smiles.
"I'm me, hello, little friend." I saluted.
Ye Sheng quickly stood up and said respectfully: "I have met all of you, seniors."
He was full of doubts, could this be the inheritance of various schools of thought?
"My little friend is very polite. He has greeted each of us before. Sure enough, the calculation of time and space is correct. The savior of this world is here." The old man burst out laughing.
"Savior?" Ye Sheng asked strangely, are you talking about him?
"During the time when all the schools of thought were at their peak, we were about to leave this world, so we worked together to deduce the future and saw infinite possibilities in endless time and space." An old man wearing a dark Confucian robe said.
"Deducing the future?" Ye Sheng was shocked. Are these people so powerful?
"Little friends, there is no need to be shocked. The future is ever-changing and changing every moment, making it difficult for people to see clearly. It's not a big deal, old man Confucius." Confucius said with a smile.
Ye Sheng nodded thoughtfully, time and space are unknown, and the unknown can be changed. The future is really changing every moment.
"Seniors deduced the future and then arranged this hundred temples?" Ye Sheng asked.
"Yes, we worked together to deduce the future, and we saw the same ending in different time periods." I nodded.
"What kind of ending?" Ye Sheng asked.
"This world was destroyed by people from outside the region." Confucius said seriously.
"Destroyed?" Ye Sheng looked at them in surprise.
"One billion and eighty million endings are all the same. We have been deducing it for ten years and spent our efforts to see that in the future this place will be destroyed by people from outside the territory." Confucius said.
Ye Sheng asked: "Does this have anything to do with me?"
"Yes, the ending is the same one billion and eighty million times, but in one billion and eighty million times, a variable occurs, and the variable is you, little friend." I nodded.
Ye Sheng pointed at himself and said, "Am I a variable?"
"Yes, after the little friend appeared, the ending changed. It was foggy and couldn't see clearly at all, but it was better than being destroyed, so we arranged this Baisheng Temple and left a back-up to help the little friend.
Once." I nodded.
"Seniors, aren't you afraid that I will get your help and not save the world?" Ye Sheng asked.
"It doesn't matter. Since you appeared, the situation has completely changed. At least there is no destruction anymore, so I will help you once and let you grow up. We don't need you to save the world." Confucius shook his head.
"Little friend, this ink pond is what we wrote in the past. You can enter it and we will discuss the truth for you once. We congratulate you on changing that dark ending." Confucius said with a smile.
Ye Sheng thought for a while, nodded and said, "Thank you, seniors."
After taking off his clothes and entering the ink pool, Ye Sheng suddenly felt a huge amount of energy pouring into his body.
This is the power of the Hundred Saints, which is helping Ye Sheng absorb and improve Ye Sheng's cultivation at this moment.
And the next moment, the discussion of the Hundred Saints began.
Hundreds of saints discussed Taoism together for Ye Sheng. The things they discussed were very complicated, from humanities to the earth, from practice to enlightenment, from birth to death...
Ye Sheng listened like this and fell into an inexplicable realization.
His cultivation level continued to improve, and a hundred saints discussed the Tao for Ye Sheng. What kind of opportunity was this?
The energy in the ink pool was so strong that Ye Sheng's realm was directly broken.
…
I don’t know how much time passed, but Ye Sheng opened his eyes and found that everything around him was as usual, and all the saints from hundreds of schools of thought had disappeared.
Mo Chi is still the same as before, but the energy inside disappears and is absorbed by Ye Sheng. His cultivation level is directly upgraded to the Ten Transformations of the Golden Core.
This is entirely a chance, it comes from the Hundred Saints Talking about Tao, and the energy in the ink pool is also rare.
Ye Sheng clenched his fists, and a strong force penetrated his whole body, improving five changes at a time. It had not accumulated yet, but there were no sequelae at all. It was all thanks to the Hundred Saints' Theory, which healed Ye Sheng's shortcomings of continuous broken mirrors.
Ye Sheng got up, washed himself, put on clothes, and saw someone coming in.
The eldest prince, not only him, but also more than fifty other Jindan Eighteen Transformations.
"Ye Sheng, hand over the inheritance of the Hundred Saints, otherwise you will definitely die today." The eldest prince was extremely jealous when he saw his enemy. He shouted directly without thinking.