Chapter 236 The Ancient History of the Misty Palace
"What?!"
"Only recruiting one person?!"
Hearing the old man's words, most of the younger generation who came after hearing the news suddenly became disgraced.
They are not the most outstanding group of people. If Piaomiao Palace only recruits one disciple, then this quota is destined to have nothing to do with them.
"What is the best way to achieve the best results?" A young man walked out from the crowd. This person has a cultivation level at the Yuan Shen realm. Excluding the hidden forces, the younger generation of the ancient martial arts family, with his level of cultivation, is enough to
He can be regarded as a genius among the younger generation in the land of Beiming.
It's just that nowadays, with major hidden forces and ancient martial arts families vying for emergence, geniuses running rampant, and powerful men at the Yuan Shen level, it is obvious that they are no longer so rare.
The old man looked at it and said calmly, "The ninth level of the ladder to heaven, the higher the level you climb, the better your results will naturally be."
"What if we all reach the ninth level?" The young man was stunned for a moment, not expecting that the assessment was so simple.
The old man smiled calmly, "Throughout the ages, my Piaomiao Palace has recruited disciples several times, and all kinds of geniuses have actively participated. However, there are only three who can reach the ninth level since the establishment of my Piaomiao Palace!"
"What? Only three?!"
Hearing the old man's words, everyone was surprised. They thought the nine-step ladder was not as difficult as they thought.
The Piaomiao Palace is a hidden force inherited from the ancient times. Although it has fallen into silence in the past ten thousand years and gradually faded from the eyes of the world, its existence is longer than that of the Yaochi Immortal Palace, Daluo Tianzong, and most of the ancient
The Wu family has a long way to go!
But in all these years, only three people have climbed to the ninth level?
This is quite astonishing!
"The power of the ladder is far beyond your imagination, and I am not afraid to tell you that one of the three people who climbed the ninth step is the famous Zhenwu Emperor 300,000 years ago, and the other one is
Two hundred thousand years ago, the Holy King Xuanyuan Hao traveled through the ancient times, swept away all the powerful powers, and carried the peerless Holy Body!"
"Emperor Zhenwu, Holy King Xuanyuan Hao?!"
Hearing the old man's words, everyone around them took a breath. These two were both super strong men who amazed an era. Their deeds have been passed down through the ages. Even after hundreds of thousands of years, their reputations still last forever.
!
"Who is the other person?" Someone was surprised and couldn't help but ask.
The old man smiled mysteriously, "One hundred thousand years ago, the God King Ling Changkong was extremely magnificent, suppressed the powerful, became a saint with his body, and cultivated himself into the imperial realm!"
"God King Ling Changkong?!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were once again shocked. The three figures who had climbed to the ninth level were actually the land of Beiming. In the long history, they were the emperors who astonished an era!
What was different from everyone else's behavior was that at this moment, after hearing the old man's words, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but whisper to himself, "You can't be deceiving people..."
The three legendary emperors, whose reputations are so famous throughout the ages, have actually climbed this nine-step ladder?
From this point of view, the history of this Piaomiao Palace is much longer and more mysterious than what the world knows.
"Senior, the three great emperors have all reached the ninth level. Although the three of them are not in the same era, in your opinion, who has the best results?" someone asked curiously.
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said without hesitation, "God King Ling Changkong."
really!
Hearing this, it was not surprising to everyone. After all, Ling Changkong was the last emperor-level figure in the Beiming Land. His body had become a saint and his cultivation had entered the imperial realm. He was far more powerful than the Zhenwu Emperor and the Holy King Xuanyuan.
Hao, much more amazing!
Someone frowned, with confusion on their face, and looked at the old man, "If the three of them have reached the ninth level...the results should be the same. Why does the senior say that God King Ling Changkong is better?"
The old man said nothing and raised his finger to the sky above. Everyone looked at it and saw that where the old man was pointing was a divine rainbow emanating slightly from the ninth level.
"That is the sun-shooting bow of my Piaomiao Palace. The first generation leader used this bow to kill nine ancient golden crows. He reached the ninth level. Those who can draw this bow will be able to become my Piaomiao Palace.
The Holy Son!"
"At the beginning, Emperor Zhenwu and Holy King Xuanyuan Hao, although they both reached the ninth level, they were not able to draw the sun-shooting bow."
"Senior means..."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then shouted in an uproar, "God King Ling Changkong once drew this bow and became the Holy Son of Piaomiao Palace?!"
The old man shook his head and sighed, "Speaking of which, Emperor Zhenwu and Saint King Xuanyuan Hao were all disciples of my Piaomiao Palace. Only God King Ling Changkong refused to join my Piaomiao Palace after drawing the divine bow. According to the
According to ancient sect books, the reason why Ling Changkong came to try it out was just because he was bored..."
When he said this, a smile appeared on the old man's face again, "The same is true today. If any of you can draw this bow, from now on, you will also be the holy son of my Piaomiao Palace!"
"Holy Son!"
The eyes of everyone burst out with brilliance, and they became fiery. What an honor it would be to become the Holy Son of the Piaomiao Palace?
Moreover, Emperor Zhenwu, Saint King Xuanyuan Hao, and God King Ling Changkong have all participated in this kind of assessment. It gives people the impression that it is like the Piaomiao Palace, a force that can create powerful emperors!
"Without further ado, whether you have a destiny with my Piaomiao Palace depends entirely on your luck. Now, let's start climbing the stairs." Finally, the old man said calmly.
Whoosh!
As he finished speaking, everyone was already eager to try and swarmed towards the ladder. There were at least thousands of people.
"Brother, you can go too. Yaoyao is waiting for you here and will never run around."
Most of the people had already left, and now where Mo Wangchen and Yaoyao were, it became much emptier.
Hearing Yaoyao's sweet words, Mo Wangchen touched her head, but felt a little uneasy.
Yaoyao seemed to see what Mo Wangchen was thinking, and immediately she smiled and ran forward, "Grandpa, how about you come and protect Yaoyao, so that big brother can go up the ladder with peace of mind."
Mo Wangchen was stunned, because at this moment, Yaoyao actually ran in front of the old man, pulled the other man's sleeve, and said innocently.
"Well!"
Similarly, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then turned to look at Yaoyao. Seeing Yaoyao's well-behaved appearance, he couldn't help but raise his hand and caress Yaoyao's head.
boom!
However, just as his palm touched Yaoyao, suddenly, the old man's complexion suddenly changed and turned pale. He stepped back, staggered, and almost fell down.
"This is……"
The old man's eyes were full of astonishment, as if he had seen something terrible. He looked at Yaoyao. Just now, he just wanted to test whether Yaoyao had the qualifications to practice, but at that moment, he felt a terrible feeling.
The breath rushed out of Yaoyao's body, seeming to swallow her whole body.