In fact, Zhang Qingrong was only one step away from becoming a saint. However, he wasted hundreds of years, never realized himself, did not look back in the wrong way, and finally faced a certain death situation at the end of his life.
Xi Qianye only needs to enlighten him casually, place a law in front of him, and let him realize it thoroughly, and he can become a saint in an instant.
Thunder rolled in the sky, and the pressure of the Holy Tribulation enveloped the entire Qianbao Mountain.
However, Zhang Qingrong, as the number one person on the mainland's honor list, has an extremely strong foundation. Naturally, he is not afraid of the trivial Trinity Holy Tribulation. He has not violated the taboos of heaven and earth, and he is not a saint, so he only needs to survive the most common Trinity Holy Tribulation.
That’s it.
In just half an hour, the holy calamity came in a hurry, but in a hurry, the thunderclouds dissipated, the sun shone, and the earth shone brightly.
Zhang Qingrong was sitting cross-legged under the bright sun, his body emitting a scorching holy light, like a small sun, competing with the sun in the sky.
The seven-colored divine light descended from the void and hung on Zhang Qingrong's body like a horse, transforming his physique and helping him completely become a holy being.
Thousands of monks in the square were all envious of each other. Becoming a saint! That is the ultimate dream of all living beings. I don’t know how many people have spent their whole lives searching for the holy way, but in the end, there is no result. There are always only a few saints.
The colorful divine light did not last long, and soon slowly dissipated. Zhang Qingrong opened his eyes, and a sacred aura that towered over the sky emanated from him. From then on, he was like a fish leaping through the dragon gate, and he was no longer different from ordinary creatures.
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He took one step and came to the square. He stood in front of Xi Qianye and bowed deeply, his upper body almost touching the ground, showing great solemnity.
"Your Majesty the Palace Master is tolerant and charitable. Zhang Qingrong will remember this kindness in his heart and will never forget it." Zhang Qingrong said with great gratitude.
He has never owed a favor in his life, but what he owes has been repaid in full. However, there are two people whose debts are yet to be repaid. One is Hua Lao's life-saving and nurturing feelings, and the other is Qianbao Palace Master's guidance and reconstruction.
feeling.
"Your wish has been fulfilled. Stop causing trouble in my Thousand Treasures Palace and leave."
Xi Qianye said calmly, turned around and walked back.
"Palace Master, please stay. I hope to join Qianbao Palace and become a member of Qianbao Palace." Zhang Qingrong said.
"Not everyone can enter the door of my Thousand Treasures Palace." Xi Qianye said calmly, without looking back at all.
"Palace Master, I have been an idle cloud wild crane all my life. I have never joined any sect; nor do I have any family clan. I have been an orphan since I was a child, and my wealth is absolutely innocent."
Zhang Qingrong said anxiously that he could understand that many sects did not accept outsiders. After all, outsiders had low credibility and were prone to various problems.
But he has absolutely no problem. In the past, he was as arrogant as heaven and disdained to join any sect or force. But Qianbao Palace attracted him because he could feel the extraordinaryness of this place.
Xi Qianye didn't bother to pay attention to Zhang Qingrong and continued to walk forward. His Qianbao Palace was not a restaurant on the street, and it was not a place where anyone could come just as they wanted.
"Palace Master, why don't you agree? I am a saint. If I join Thousand Treasures Palace, I will definitely greatly enhance the power of Thousand Treasures Palace."
Zhang Qingrong's eyes were full of confusion. He was not a saint before, but the most powerful forces on the mainland all extended olive branches to him, hoping that he would join. Now that he has become a saint, he intends to join Qianbao Palace, but he was rejected.
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All the monks in the square looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.
A saint asked to join Qianbao Palace, but was rejected!
That is a peerless saint! A being who is above the nine heavens, any one of them is the supreme heritage of a clan. Others cannot pray for it, and they cannot even dream of it. Thousand Treasure Palace actually ruthlessly refuses it. It is simply
incredible.
The sect leaders and family heads of some sects couldn't help but stamp their feet, wishing they could agree for Qianbao Palace. For such a good thing, some emperors are not anxious and eunuchs are anxious. If there is one more saint in Qianbao Palace, the meaning is completely different.
ah.
The emperor of Xiling Kingdom's face twitched, and he was speechless, envious, jealous, and resentful. The saint was rejected when he came to the door. It was such a ridiculous thing in the world. If the saint joined their royal family, he would probably wake up laughing even in his dreams.
"Palace Master, I sincerely hope to join Qianbao Palace. Once I join, I will be absolutely loyal and treat you as my own sect. I, Zhang Qingrong, always speak my mind and do what I say. I hope you can consider it. I am definitely a valuable person."
people."
Zhang Qingrong said with some reluctance that as long as he had the opportunity to join, he would never give up.
Seeing this, people from other sects beat their feet and chests one by one. You are a saint. Why do you have to bend your waist and ask for help? What sect do you want to join? Not to mention Qianbao Palace, you are not allowed to choose from other sects on the continent.
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"Boy Zhang, you are not a saint to be qualified to join the Thousand Treasures Palace. If you rely on this, you will be disappointed."
Hua Yiran couldn't help but remind him that although Zhang Qingrong was stubborn, he was not stupid. He actually knew that Qianbao Palace was an extraordinary place and wanted to join in.
He really likes Zhang Qingrong, at least he is impressed by his personality, and he also hopes that he can join Qianbao Palace.
But joining Qianbao Palace does not mean that you have a chance if you are a saint.
saint?
Hua Yiran smiled bitterly.
What does the so-called saint mean in the eyes of the master?
If Ta Hua Yiran had not become a saint and was just a sage, Zhang Qingrong might have a chance by virtue of his status as a saint.
But he has already become a saint, and Han Yu and Xun Rong are afraid that it won't take long for them to become saints, so Zhang Qingrong's value to Qianbao Palace is quite limited. With the owner's character, he really may not bother to care.
Zhang Qingrong was stunned when he heard this and looked at Mr. Hua, hoping to get some advice from Mr. Hua. However, Mr. Hua just shook his head and said nothing.
"Palace Master, how can I join Qianbao Palace? Please give me a chance."
Zhang Qingrong clasped his fists slightly and bowed, saying that until now, he had nothing to do. The Master of Qianbao Palace did not value the value he thought he had.
Xi Qianye paused, turned slightly and looked at Zhang Qingrong: "Do you really want to join Qianbao Palace?"
"I really want to." Zhang Qingrong said honestly.
Xi Qianye nodded slightly, pointed to a forest in the distance and said calmly: "Have you seen that jungle?"
When Zhang Qingrong heard this, he looked around and saw that the forest was within the scope of Qianbao Mountain. However, due to the dark war, the forest had been destroyed beyond recognition.
"What does the palace master mean?" Zhang Qingrong asked doubtfully.
"You proclaim yourself a cultivator, proclaim yourself a saint, and are not allowed to use any laws or external forces. If you plant trees in the bare forest area, I will allow you to join the Qianbao Palace." Xi Qianye said calmly.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone's expressions froze.
Self-proclaimed cultivation, self-proclaimed holy body, and no use of any laws or external forces. That does not mean that Zhang Qingrong should go to the mountains and plant trees as a mortal...