In the gray-white space, there are two figures, silent.
One is Master Xuanyuan, standing tall and motionless with the presence of the old god. The other is Chen Zong, whose mood is like a tide, ups and downs.
What an honor it is for the most powerful person in the Great Sage Realm to accept disciples in person. Even though Chen Zong has rich experience and a better temperament than ordinary people, he can't help but feel excited.
But despite being excited, Chen Zong slowly calmed down.
Although it is reasonable and reasonable to say that he performed well in the competition for quotas in Lingwu Holy Land and finally won a quota, Master Xuanyuan took him as a registered disciple, but for some reason, it still feels unbelievable and unreal.
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If you want to accept yourself as a disciple, why not let someone call you there instead of using this method?
Perhaps it is the preference of Master Xuanyuan. After all, the preferences of cultivators, especially those who are unpredictable, are difficult to understand.
But for some reason, Chen Zong was still a little confused.
If you have doubts, you should understand.
"It's an honor for me that seniors value me." After Chen Zong considered it for a moment, he looked at Master Xuanyuan seriously and said, "But, what price will this junior have to pay?"
Chen Zong's words are inevitably a bit rude, but this is a question in his heart, and Chen Zong will not ask in a roundabout way, that is not his style.
"There is indeed a little thing that I need your help with." Master Xuanyuan smiled and said, "This is just a piece of cake for you."
"Senior, please tell me." Chen Zongdao said, but his heart sank slightly. Sure enough, he was not that simple.
I'm afraid that valuing yourself is incidental, it's true when there are things you need to do by yourself, and using a named disciple to tempt yourself is probably not a so-called trivial matter.
"I have two direct disciples, one of whom is Chu Wangshi." Master Xuanyuan spoke again, which made Chen Zong's heart sink even more: "Chu Wangshi has royal blood, extraordinary talents, and carries the burden of
The luck of the royal family requires opportunities."
"This time, you have won the spot in Lingwu Holy Land, which is a great achievement. I will never forget it."
"Not only do I want to accept you as my disciple, but I will also teach you what I have learned throughout my life. You can also enter the royal treasury and choose any three treasures."
"And all you have to pay is to give up a place in the Lingwu Holy Land to the King of Chu." Master Xuanyuan finally said, his eyes suddenly fell on Chen Zong, and an indescribable pressure seemed to be severe.
It was so strange that Chen Zong almost suffocated.
really!
As expected, he was not innocent, he actually came here for the quota of Lingwu Holy Land.
The Holy Land of Lingwu only opens once in a thousand years. For me, I only have one chance to enter. Such things are big and huge things, but for Master Xuanyuan, they are just trivial and irrelevant.
This kind of approach to an important matter immediately made Chen Zong feel ashamed.
Fortunately, I was not carried away by the surprise and immediately became a disciple.
If you become a disciple, the meaning is different.
As a disciple, it is normal to obey the master's instructions.
It is said that when the master has something to do, the disciple will obey his service. This has been the case since ancient times. When Master Xuanyuan asks for a place in the Lingwu Holy Land, it will be difficult for him to refuse.
Fortunately, my intuition came into effect again and I asked clearly. Otherwise, the consequences would have been serious.
"Thank you, senior, for thinking highly of me. However, I have always been a person since I started practicing. I am used to freedom and have a wild temper. If I become a disciple of senior, I am afraid that my rules and reputation will be ruined." Chen Zong Buxu Buji said.
To put it this way, on the surface it was a refusal to worship Master Xuanyuan as his teacher, but in fact it was a refusal to give up his place in the Holy Land of Lingwu.
Sure enough, Master Xuanyuan's face suddenly darkened, and Chen Zong's expression also changed drastically, because as Master Xuanyuan's face darkened, the gray-white aura from all directions seemed to be angry, became violent, and exuded an extremely astonishing energy.
The extremely terrifying momentum seemed to suppress and destroy Chen Zong, leaving no trace of his body.
The shocking horror went straight to the deepest part of Chen Zong's heart.
I saw Master Xuanyuan's eyes burst out with a brilliant light, striking Chen Zong unavoidably. Chen Zong only felt that the fire of his soul suddenly swayed, almost extinguished, and his whole soul seemed to be swallowed up by an invisible but helpless force.
Bound and imprisoned by the power of resistance.
He couldn't move his whole body, he could only stare wide-eyed, almost bulging out.
"Say, you voluntarily give up your place in the Lingwu Holy Land and transfer it to the King of Chu." Master Xuanyuan's eyes flashed with dark and deep light, as if the vastness and unfathomable void of the universe were vast and unfathomable. At the same time, Xuanyuan
The Master opened and closed his lips and slowly uttered a sentence. Each word was filled with an indescribable unique rhythm, which constantly invaded Chen Zong's mind, giving Chen Zong a feeling of being controlled and assimilated by him.
"Can't say!"
"Can't say!"
A thought, which was the last resistance, echoed endlessly in Chen Zong's mind.
Chen Zong had a feeling that once he said those words, it would become a fact, like a golden rule. By then, Lingwu Holy Land would have nothing to do with him anymore.
This position was obtained after I put in a lot of effort, wandered on the edge of life and death, and competed with many peerless geniuses. It was a great opportunity. How could I give it to others and cut off my own opportunity?
Can't say!
Absolutely not!
Chen Zong was resisting and fighting, but he was horrified to find that the idea of resistance in his mind was gradually weakening with the passage of time, and was replaced by something to say.
Opening his mouth, Chen Zong's mouth trembled slightly. He wanted to say that sentence, but he struggled not to say it.
This feeling is extremely uncomfortable, extremely torturous, and unprecedented. It is a kind of confrontation and struggle from the soul and the mind, which is many times more dangerous than the direct confrontation of the body.
Hold on!
No matter what, you must hold on.
Although, perhaps, I won't be able to hold on for long before I have to compromise, but now I can still fight and never give up.
Never give up!
Since my cultivation, I have experienced countless dangers and wandered on the edge of life and death many times. I have never given up, and I have never thought about giving up, not before, not this time, and never in the future.
Hold on!
An extremely strong belief broke out, and suddenly, the almost extinguished soul fire burned and became strong in an instant.
Feeling the change in Chen Zong's belief, Master Xuanyuan's eyes became darker and deeper.
What came this time was not his true body, but just a part of his thoughts. Otherwise, how could a person in the holy realm have the power to resist?
But even so, Master Xuanyuan's underwear is still very surprising.
He is the most powerful person in the Great Saint Realm. The gap between him and the Saint Realm is like that of an ant and a giant elephant. Even if it is just a thought coming, there is a gap between a kitten and a tiger. He is unable to surrender the opponent in a short time.
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It's really unusual.
It's a pity that if it weren't for this child of Chu Wangshi, he would be very moved by such a talent and would accept him as his direct disciple.
But now that it is the case, there is absolutely no reason to stop. As long as the other party personally says to give up the place, it will be done. As for the other party's fate, naturally his soul is damaged. He can still practice in the future, but it will not be as good as before.
In other words, if Chen Zong says what Master Xuanyuan wants this time, his soul will suffer irreparable wounds. At that time, his talent will be greatly reduced, and all aspects will be greatly reduced. He will go from a top peerless
Tianjiao has become just an ordinary genius.
Although when it comes to cultivation, xinxing is very important, hard work is very important, opportunity is very important, but talent is also very important.
If one does not have a high enough talent and receives a high-level inheritance, it will be difficult to understand and understand it. The progress of cultivation will be slow and subtle, and even until death, it will be difficult to understand the secret.
This is like two people, one has a good family background, and the other is from an ordinary background. They both do the same career, with the same effort and dedication, but the person with the family background can often make it bigger and bigger.
One person is strong and achieves great achievements, but without the help of his family background, the other person can only rely on his own efforts to slowly work his way through.
Master Xuanyuan's actions are cutting off Chen Zong's way of cultivation.
Hold on!
No matter what, you must hold on. If you fail to hold on, there will be extremely bad consequences.
Chen Zong's face was distorted, blood overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and blood was flowing down from the corners of his eyes. He looked very scary.
I can't hold it any longer!
Chen Zong knew that his resistance had reached its limit. Compared with the most powerful people in the Great Sage Realm, there was still a huge gap, just like a firefly compared to a bright moon. Even if he was unwilling to give in, he would still be exhausted.
"Xuan Yuan, a powerful person in the Great Saint Realm, this kind of behavior is too despicable."
Suddenly, a sound exploded like a divine thunder that created the world. With a bit of anger, the overwhelming terrifying power suddenly descended from the sky. It was like a fierce blow like a big hand tearing the sky, directly breaking the gray-white space.
Open and tear.
Creation of heaven and earth!
It is truly like the creation of the world, terrifying to the extreme, terrifying to the extreme.
The gray-white void was torn apart, shattered, trampled mercilessly, and destroyed.
Such a change was beyond Master Xuanyuan's expectation. The darkness in the depths of his eyes also disappeared in an instant. Chen Zong felt that the restraints in his soul also disappeared. His whole body could no longer hold on and fell into darkness.
, as if constantly sinking into the endless abyss.
"Xuan Tian, don't meddle in other people's business!" Master Xuanyuan said angrily. He was about to succeed, but was destroyed because of the intervention of Xuantian. Master Xuanyuan felt unspeakably angry in his heart.
"This son is the general of our Xuantian Army. The most talented person in our Xuantian Army. He got the spot in the Lingwu Holy Land because of his ability and good fortune. You can't covet him." The big hands of the Xuantian Divine General are extremely fierce, like a side.
As if the sky was collapsing, it struck Master Xuanyuan's mind body with merciless fury.
boom!
After all, Master Xuanyuan was not here in person, but just a body with condensed thoughts. How could he resist the angry General Xuantian? He was immediately defeated, shattered, and completely disappeared.
The moment that thought was defeated, a terrifying aura rose into the sky from the deepest part of the Xuanyuan royal family. The aura was filled with annoyance and anger, as if it was about to collapse the sky, and the capital of Xuanyuan Kingdom was suddenly called
Everyone felt terrified, as depressing as an approaching storm.