Chapter 6: Supreme protector, can he finally become an emperor?
The two looked at each other for a moment, Qin Hanling smiled, and then nodded and said: "Young patriarch, you are polite, if you have any questions about your cultivation in the future, feel free to ask me."
"Definitely!" Qin Yu smiled softly.
"Okay! I have a hunch that if word of today's scene spreads, one day it will become a good story!" An elder looked at the scene in front of him, stroking his beard and smiling.
"Indeed, the first meeting between the young emperor and his protector is exciting to think about!"
The elders laughed one after another.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience looked shocked.
"I didn't expect the elders to have such high expectations for the young patriarch, the young emperor!"
"Isn't that true? Not only did the young patriarch's talent exceed the test stone tablet today, but he also had the visions of the forty-nine supreme saint ancestors of my Qin family merged into one body. How can the future achievements be imagined by us?"
"Moreover, there are countless ancient gods and demons who all kneel down, how domineering they are? It really makes people's hearts beat, and a grown man should do this!"
"If you ask me, the strongest one is the last giant sky-swallowing beast...it's unimaginable to feed on the world!"
There was a lot of discussion on and off the stage. In the East Temple, where everyone was at war with each other, the unyielding spirit and unwillingness of resentment subsided unconsciously.
People are always like this. If someone is slightly better than you, you will want to surpass him;
If someone is much stronger than you, but is still within the range that you can look up to, you will use all possible means, and even develop vicious thoughts;
But if it is a person, it is far beyond you.
Then there is only respect, faith, and respect left!
If you can't even look back, how can you talk about jealousy? How can you talk about jealousy?
Even, it is impossible to follow in his footsteps.
This is the difference.
Today's Qin Yu is like this to them, an existence they can never surpass!
They can only choose to follow behind him. At least they are one step ahead of everyone in the world and have a chance to get close to him.
When Qin Yu reaches his peak in the future, they will be honored!
"Okay! That's it for today!"
Qin Haoran suddenly said loudly: "When you go back and practice with peace of mind, you must know that improving your own strength is the key to everything!"
"Yes, patriarch!"
Everyone said yes, then looked at Qin Yu respectfully and left quietly.
"Yu'er, according to the rules of the clan, after testing your talent, you can go to the Zangdao Pavilion to choose and practice the exercises! You go back and prepare, and go directly." Qin Haoran said to Qin Yu.
"I understand, father." Qin Yu's eyes lit up, he was finally about to officially embark on the path of cultivation!
I don’t know what it’s like to practice with my own talent.
"Let me take the young patriarch to the Zangdao Pavilion!" At this time, Qin Hanling suddenly said: "There are countless books in the Zangdao Pavilion, like a vast sea. If the young patriarch blindly searches for it, it will be a waste of time. I can recommend it from the side.
Save a lot of unnecessary effort!"
"Good work!"
Zangdao Pavilion is the storage place for countless rare classics collected by the Qin family over a long period of time, and is extremely well-defended.
Even the descendants of the Qin family are absolutely not allowed to enter unless they pass the test of the stone tablet and are authorized by the elders.
Although Qin Yu is the young clan leader, he has never been to the Zangdao Pavilion in the past eighteen years.
Now is the first time!
From the outside, Zangdao Pavilion is just a slightly old tower-shaped building.
It has three floors, covering an area of less than 100 meters.
But after entering the door, I was shocked to realize that there was a different world inside.
Rows of tall bookshelves stretch all the way to the farthest point of sight, with no end in sight.
I don't know how high the floors are. At a glance, I can only see a few luminous pearls as big as heads inlaid on the dome. But I can't see where the second and third floors are at all.
At the entrance, there is an old desk, on which lies an old man with white beard and slightly disheveled hair, who is concentrating on writing something.
The two entered the door and walked to the old man, but he did not raise his head.
"Grandpa Yuan, I'll bring the young clan leader here to pick some exercises!" Qin Hanling's cold tone seemed even colder in this quiet space.
But the old man seemed unable to hear and continued to write at his desk.
It wasn't until Qin Hanling shouted for the third time that he raised his head belatedly and said with a smile on his face: "Ah, it's Xiao Ling'er! You're here!"
Qin Hanling nodded expressionlessly and repeated, "I'll take the young patriarch to pick out a technique!"
When the old man heard this, he glanced at Qin Yu in surprise, and then looked up and down carefully.
"This is... Haoran's son!"
Qin Yu saw that the old man looked old and had no power fluctuations in his body, just like a mortal.
But how could there be a mortal guarding the important place of the Hidden Dao Pavilion?
He saw that Qin Hanling was very patient with him and even had some respect for him, so he had some guesses in his mind.
Not daring to be negligent at the moment, he held the junior ceremony and said: "Junior Qin Yu, my father is indeed Qin Haoran! I just finished testing my talent today and came to find a technique to practice."
When the old man heard Qin Yu's affirmative words, he looked slightly excited.
Then he stood up tremblingly and called Qin Yu to his side.
Qin Yu was confused, glanced at Qin Hanling, noticed the hint in the latter's eyes, and then walked over gently.
The old man touched Qin Yu's head and looked at his appearance, with some memories flashing in his eyes.
After a long time, he held Qin Yu's hand tightly with his calloused palm and kept saying: "Okay, okay!"
Then he seemed to remember something, turned around hurriedly, found a slightly worn classic from the bottom of the mountain-like pile of books on his desk, and handed it to Qin Yu.
"Come on, kid! Take it!"
Although Qin Yu didn't know what the old man wanted to do, he took it respectfully.
I found that this book seemed to have not been turned over for many years, and the pages were yellowed. Fortunately, there were no gaps, and the content was complete.
On the cover, dragons and phoenixes are written in large characters.
"The Ancient Divine Origin Technique!"
It seems to be a skill.
Seeing this, Qin Hanling's indifferent expression fluctuated for the first time.
"Grandpa Yuan, why...why did you give him this book?"
Her tone was full of surprise, and she seemed to know the book very well.
She saw the doubt in Qin Yu's eyes and explained to him: "This book has caused turmoil in the Tianxuan world three times!"
Qin Yu was shocked when he heard this. Tianxuan world has been fighting endlessly since ancient times, and casual frictions are not taken seriously at all.
What Qin Hanling can describe as turmoil must not be a trivial matter.
"Is this skill very strong?" he asked.
"It is said that if you practice this technique to the limit, you can change the world, break the limits of heaven and earth, and regain the glory of ancient times!"
"What's the meaning?"
"To put it simply, people who practice this technique, no matter what their talents or opportunities are, as long as they keep practicing, they will eventually achieve enlightenment and become an emperor!"